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+Produced by Imran Ghory Stan Goodman Josephine Paolucciand PG Distributed ProofreadersBENEATH THE BANNERBEING NARRATIVES OF NOBLE LIVES AND BRAVE DEEDSBYFJ CROSS_ILLUSTRATED_  I have done my best for the honour of our countryGORDONSECOND EDITION1895_BY THE SAME AUTHOR_GOOD MORNING GOOD NIGHTTRUE STORIES PURE AND BRIGHTIn this work will be found a Series of upwards of sixty Chats withChildren suitable for morning and evening reading The book aboundswith anecdotes and contains numerous illustrations_Ready about May 1895_CONTENTS_Only a Nurse Girl_ALICE AYRES_A Slave Trade Warrior_SIR SAMUEL BAKER_Two Working Men Heroes_CASE AND CHEW_The Commander of the Thin Red Line_SIR COLIN CAMPBELL_A Sailor Bold and True_LORD COCHRANE_A Rough Diamond that was Polished_JOHN CASSELL_A Brave Fearless Sort of Lass_GRACE DARLING_A Friend of Lepers_FATHER DAMIEN_A Great Arctic Explorer_SIR JOHN FRANKLIN_A Saviour of Six_FIREMAN FORD_A Blind Helper of the Blind_ELIZABETH GILBERT_A Great Traveller in the Air_JAMES GLAISHER_The Soldier with the Magic Wand_GENERAL GORDON_Valiant and True_SIR RICHARD GRENVILLE_One who Left All_BISHOP HANNINGTON_A Man who Conquered Disappointments_SIR HENRY HAVELOCK_A Friend of Prisoners_JOHN HOWARD_A Hero of the Victoria Cross_KAVANAGH_The Man who Braved the Flood_CAPTAIN LENDY_A Temperance Leader_JOSEPH LIVESEY_A Great Missionary Explorer_DAVID LIVINGSTONE_From Farm Lad to Merchant Prince_GEORGE MOORE_A Man who Asked and Received_GEORGE MUeLLER_A Labourer in the Vineyard_ROBERT MOFFAT_The Lady with the Lamp_FLORENCE NIGHTINGALE_For England Home and Duty_THE DEATH OF NELSON_A Woman who Succeeded by Failure_HARRIET NEWELL_A Martyr of the South Seas_BISHOP PATTESON_KG and Coster_LORD SHAFTESBURY_A Statesman who had no Enemies_WH SMITH_Greater than an Archbishop_THE REVC SIMEON_A Soldier Missionary_HEDLEY VICARS_A Lass that Loved the Sailors_AGNES WESTON_A Great Commander on a Famous Battlefield_ THE DUKE OF WELLINGTON_A Prince of Preachers_JOHN WESLEY_Some Children of the Kingdom__The Victor the Story of an Unknown Man__A Boy Hero_JOHN CLINTON_Postscript_BENEATH THE BANNER_STORIES OF MEN AND WOMEN WHO HAVE BEEN STEADY WHEN UNDER FIRE_ONLY A NURSE GIRLTHE STORY OF ALICE AYRESOn the night of Thursday 25th April 1886 the cry rang through UnionStreet Borough that the shop of Chandler the oilman was in flamesSo rapid was the progress of the fire that by the time the escapesreached the house tongues of flame were shooting out from thewindows and it was impossible to place the ladders in position Thegunpowder had exploded with great violence and casks of oil wereburning with an indescribable furyAs the people rushed together to the exciting scene they werehorrified to find at one of the upper windows a girl clad only in hernightdress bearing in her arms a child and crying for helpIt was Alice Ayres who finding there was no way of escape by thestaircase was seeking for some means of preserving the lives of thechildren in her charge The frantic crowd gathered below shouted forher to save herself but that was not her first aim Darting back intothe blinding smoke she fetched a featherbed and forced it throughthe window This the crowd held whilst she carefully threw down tothem one of the children which alighted safe on the bedAgain the people in the street called on her to save her own life buther only answer was to go back into the fierce flames and stiflingsmoke and bring out another child which was safely transferred tothe crowd belowOnce again they frantically entreated her to jump down herself andonce again she staggered back blinded and choking into the fieryfurnace and for the third time emerged bearing the last of hercharges whose life also was savedThen at length she was free to think of herself But alas her headwas dizzy and confused and she was no longer able to act as surely asshe had hitherto done She jumpedbut to the horror of that anxiousadmiring throng below her body struck against the projectingshopsign and rebounded falling with terrific force on to the hardpavement belowHer spine was so badly injured that although everything possible wasdone for her at Guys Hospital whither she was removed she died onthe following SundayBeautiful windows have been erected at Red Cross Hall Southwark tocommemorate her heroism but the best memorial is her own expressionI tried to do my bestfor this will live in the hearts of all whoread of her selfdevotion She had tried to do her best _always_ Herloving tenderness to the children committed to her care and her puregentle life were remarked by those around her before there was anythought of her dying a heroic death So when the great trial cameshe was prepared and what seems to us Divine unselfishness appearedto her but simple dutyA SLAVE TRADE WARRIORSOME STORIES OF SIR SAMUEL BAKERSir Samuel Baker who died at the end of the year 1893 agedseventythree will always be remembered for the splendid work hedid in the Soudan during the four years he ruled there and for hisexplorations in AfricaIn earlier life he had done good service in Ceylon had been in theCrimea during the Russian war and had superintended the constructionof the first Turkish railwayThen at the age of forty he turned his attention to African travelAccompanied by his wife he left Cairo in 1861 and after exploringthe Blue Nile arrived in 1862 at Khartoum situated at the junctionof the White and Blue Nile Later on he turned southward In spite ofthe opposition of slave owners and without guide or interpreter hereached the Albert Nyanza and when after many perils he got safelyback to Northern Egypt his fame as an explorer was fully establishedHis was the first expedition which had been successful in penetratinginto Central Africa from the north On his return to England he waswelcomed with enthusiasm and received many honoursIn the year 1869 at the request of the Khedive of Egypt Sir Samuelundertook a journey to the Soudan to put down the slave tradeHe was given supreme power for a period of four years In Decemberwith a small army of about 1500 men he left Cairo for Gondokoroabout 3000 miles up the Nile accompanied by his wife It was aterrible journey His men fell ill the water in the river was lowin many places and the passage blocked up At times he had to cutchannels for his ships the men lost heart and had the leader notbeen firm and,0
+Produced by Suzanne Shell Anita Paque Shawn WheelerDavid Schaal Anuradha Valsa Raj and PG Distributed ProofreadersTHE MAGNETIC NORTHBy ELIZABETH ROBINSC E Raimond Author of The Open Question Below the Salt etc_With a Map_1904CONTENTSCHAPTERI WINTER CAMP IN THE YUKONII HOUSEWARMINGIII TWO NEW SPISSIMENSIV THE BLOWOUTV THE SHAMANVI A PENITENTIAL JOURNEYVII KAVIAKS CRIMEVIII CHRISTMASIX A CHRISTIAN AGNOSTICX PRINCESS MUCKLUCKXI HOLY CROSSXII THE GREAT WHITE SILENCEXIII THE PITXIV KURILLAXV THE ESQUIMAUX HORSEXVI MINOOKXVII THE GREAT STAMPEDEXVIII A MINERS MEETINGXIX THE ICE GOES OUTXX THE KLONDYKEXXI PARDNERSXXII THE GOING HOMETHE MAGNETIC NORTHCHAPTER IWINTER CAMP ON THE YUKONTo labour and to be content with that a man hath is a sweet life buthe that findeth a treasure is above them both_Ecclesiasticus_Of course they were bound for the Klondyke Every creature in theNorthwest was bound for the Klondyke Men from the South too and menfrom the East had left their ploughs and their pens their factoriespulpits and easychairs each man like a magnetic needle suddenly setfree and turning sharply to the North all set pointing the selfsameway since that July day in 97 when the _Excelsior_ sailed into SanFrancisco harbour bringing from the uttermost regions at the top ofthe map close upon a million dollars in nuggets and in golddustSome distance this side of the Arctic Circle on the right bank of theYukon a little detachment of that great army pressing northward hadbeen wrecked early in the month of SeptemberThey had realised on leaving the oceangoing ship that landed them atSt Michaels Island near the mouth of the great river that theycould not hope to reach Dawson that year But instead of getting coldfeet as the phrase for discouragement ran and turning back asthousands did or putting in the winter on the coast they determinedwith an eye to the spring rush to cover as many as possible of theseventeen hundred miles of waterway before navigation closedThey knew in a vague way that winter would come early but they hadnot counted on the big September storm that dashed their heavyladenboats against the floeice ultimately drove them ashore and nearlycost the little party their lives On that last day of the longstruggle up the stream a stiff northeaster was cutting the middlereach of the mighty river two miles wide here into a choppy anddangerous seaDay by day five men in the two little boats had kept serious eyes onthe shore Then came the morning when out of the monotonous cold andsnowflurries something new appeared a narrow white rim forming onthe river marginthe first iceWinter beginning to show his teeth said one man with an effort atjocosityDay by day nearer came the menace narrower and swifter still ran thedeep black water strip between the encroaching icelines But thethought that each days sailing or rowing meant many days nearer theKlondyke seemed to inspire a superhuman energy Day by day each manhad felt and no man yet had said We must camp tonight for eightmonths They had looked landward shivered and held on their wayBut on this particular morning when they took in sail they realisedit was to be that abomination of desolation on the shore or death Andone or other speedilyNearer the white teeth gleamed fiercer the gale swifter the currentsweeping back the boats The _Mary C_ was left behind fighting forlife while it seemed as if no human power could keep the _Tulare_ frombeing hurled against the western shore Twice in spite of all theycould do she was driven within a few feet of what looked like certaindeath With a huge effort that last time her little crew had just gother well in midstream when a heavy roller breaking on the starboardside drenched the men and half filled the cockpit Each rower stillpulling for dear life with one hand bailed the boat with the otherbut for all their promptness a certain amount of the water froze solidbefore they could get it outGreat luck if were going to take in water like this said thecheerful Kentuckian shipping his oar and knocking off the icegreatluck that all the stores are so well protectedProtected snapped out an anxious castironlooking man at therudderYes protected Hows water to get through the icecoat thats overeverythingThe castiron steersman set his jaw grimly They seemed to becomparatively safe now with half a mile of open water between them andthe western shoreBut they sat as before stiff alert each man in his ice jacket thatcracked and crunched as he bent to his oar Now right now left againthey eyed the shoreWould it becould it be there they would have to land And if theydidLord how it blewHard aport called out the steersman There just ahead was a greatwhitecapped roller comingcoming the biggest wave they hadencountered since leaving open seaBut MacCann the steersman swung the boat straight into the crestedroller and the _Tulare_ took it gamely bow on All was going wellwhen just in the boiling middle of what they had thought was foamingwhitecap the boat struck something solid shivered and wentshooting down half under water recovered up again and seemed topause in a seconds doubt on the very top of the great wave In thatsecond that seemed an eternity one mans courage snappedPotts threw down his oar and swore byand byhe wouldnt pullanotherstroke on theYukonWhile he was pouring out the words the steersman sprang from thetiller and seized Potts oar just in time to save the boat fromcapsizing Then he and the big Kentuckian both turned on the distractedPottsYou infernal quitter shouted the steersman and choked with furyBut even under the insult of that meanest word in the language Pottssat glaring defiantly with his halffrozen hands in his pocketsIt aint a river anyhow this aint he said Its plain simpleHell and waterThe others had no time to realise that Potts was clean out of hissenses for the moment and the Kentuckian still pulling like madfaced the quitter with a determination born of terrorIf you cant row take the rudder Damnation Take that rudder Quick_or well kill you_ And he half rose up never dropping his oarBlindly Potts obeyedThe,1
+Produced by Juliet Sutherland Dave Morgan and PG Distributed ProofreadersIllustration Darrins Blow Knocked the Midshipman DownDAVE DARRINS SECOND YEAR AT ANNAPOLISorTwo Midshipmen as Naval Academy YoungstersByH IRVING HANCOCKIllustratedMCMXICONTENTSCHAPTERI A QUESTION OF MIDSHIPMAN HONORII DAVES PAPSHEET ADVICEIII MIDSHIPMAN PENNINGTON GOES TOO FARIV A LITTLE MEETING ASHOREV WHEN THE SECONDS WONDEREDVI IN TROUBLE ON FOREIGN SOILVII PENNINGTON GETS HIS WISHVIII THE TRAGEDY OF THE GALEIX THE DESPAIR OF THE RECALLX THE GRIM WATCH FROM THE WAVESXI MIDSHIPMAN PENNINGTONS ACCIDENTXII BACK IN THE HOME TOWNXIII DAN RECEIVES A FEARFUL FACERXIV THE FIRST HOP WITH THE HOME GIRLSXV A DISAGREEABLE FIRST CLASSMANXVI HOW DAN FACED THE BOARDXVII LOSING THE TIMEKEEPERS COUNTXVIII FIGHTING THE FAMOUS DOUBLE BATTLEXIX THE OFFICER IN CHARGE IS SHOCKEDXX CONCLUSIONCHAPTER IA QUESTION OF MIDSHIPMAN HONORHow can a midshipman and gentleman act in that wayThe voice of Midshipman David Darrin United States Navy vibrateduneasily as he turned to his comradesIts a shamethats what it is quivered Mr Farley also of thethird class at the United States Naval AcademyBut the question is propounded Midshipman Dan Dalzell what are wegoing to do about itIs it any part of our business to bother with the fellow demandedFarley half savagelyNow Farley was rather hottempered though he was all there in pointsthat involved the honor of the brigade of midshipmenFive midshipmen stood in the squalid illodored back room of a Chineselaundry in the town of AnnapolisThere was a sixth midshipman present in the handsome blue uniform of thebrigade and it was upon this sixth one that the anger and disgust ofthe other five had centeredHe lay in a sleep too deep for stirring On the still foul air floatedfumes that were new to those of his comrades who now gazed down on himTo think that one of our class could make such a beast of himselfsighed Dave DarrinAnd on the morning of the very day were to ship for the summercruise uttered Farley angrilyOh well growled Hallam why not let this animal of lower grade sleepjust where he is Let him take what he has fairly brought upon himselfThats the very question that is agitating me declared Dave Darrinto whom these other members of the third class looked as a leader whenthere was a point involving class honorDave had became a leader through sufferingReaders of the preceding volume in this series DAVE DARRINS FIRSTYEAR AT ANNAPOLIS will need no introduction to this fine specimen ofspirited and honorable young AmericanReaders of that preceding volume will recall how Dave Darrin and DanDalzell entered the United States Naval Academy one appointed by aCongressman and the other by a United States Senator Such readers willremember the difficult time that Dave and Dan had in getting through thework of the first hard grinding year They will also recall how DaveDarrin when accused of treachery to his classmates patiently bided histime until he with the aid of some close friends was able todemonstrate his innocence Our readers will also remember how twoevilminded members of the then fourth class plotted to increase Damnsdisgrace and to drive him out of the brigade also how these twoplotters Midshipmen Henkel and Brimmer were caught in their plottingand were themselves forced out of the brigade Our readers know thatbefore the end of the first year at the Naval Academy Dave had fullyreinstated himself in the esteem of his manly classmates and how hequickly became the most popular and respected member of his classIt was now only the day after the events whose narration closed thepreceding volumeDave Darrin and Dalzell were first of all brought to notice in THE HIGHSCHOOL BOYS SERIES In their High School days back in Gridley thesetwo had been famous members of Dick  Co a sextette of youngsters whohad made a name for themselves in school athleticsDick Prescott and Greg Holmes two other members of the sextette hadbeen appointed to the United States Military Academy at West Pointwhere they were serving in the corps of cadets and learning how tobecome Army officers in the not far distant future All of theadventures of Dick and Greg are set forth in THE WEST POINT SERIESThe two remaining members of famous old Dick  Co Tom Reade and HarryHazelton became civil engineers and went West for their first taste ofengineering work Tom and Harry had some wonderful and startlingadventures as fully set forth in THE YOUNG ENGINEERS SERIESOn this early June day when we again encounter Dave Darrin and DanDalzell in their handsome Naval uniforms all members of the firstsecond and third classes were due to be aboard one of the three greatbattleships that lay off the Yard at Annapolis at four pmThese three great battleships were the Massachusetts the Iowa andthe Indiana These three huge turreted fighting craft had their fullcrews aboard Not one of the battleship commanders would allow ajackie ashore except on business through fear that many of thewilder ones might find the attractions on shore too alluring and failto return in timeWith the young midshipmen it was different These young men wereofficially and actually gentlemen and could be trustedYet here in the back room of this laundry was one who was apparentlynot dependableThis young midshipmans name was Pennington and the fact was that helay in deep stupor from the effects of smoking opiumIt had been a storekeeper with a shop across the street who had calledthe attention of Dave and his four comrades to the probable fate ofanother of their classChow Hop runs a laundry but I have heard evil stories about a lot ofyoung fools who flock to his back room and get a chance to hit theopium pipe the storekeeper had stated to Dave One of your men or atleast one in a midshipmans uniform went in there at eleven oclockthis forenoon and he hasnt been out since It is now nearly twooclock and Ive been looking for some midshipmen to informSuch had been the storekeepers careful statement The merchants ofAnnapolis always have a kindly feeling toward these fine youngmidshipmen The storekeepers purpose was to enable them to help theircomrade outSo,2
+Produced by Stan Goodman Mary Meehanand the Online Distributed Proofreading Team                          THE LITTLE PILGRIM                          Further Experiences                   By Margaret O Wilson OliphantITHE LITTLE PILGRIM IN THE SEEN AND UNSEENThe little Pilgrim whose story has been told in another place and whohad arrived but lately on the other side among those who know troubleand sorrow no more was one whose heart was always full of pity for thesuffering And after the first rapture of her arrival and of the blessedwork which had been given to her to do and all the wonderful things shehad learned of the new life there returned to her in the midst of herhappiness so many questions and longing thoughts that They were touchedby them who have the care of the younger brethren the simple ones ofheaven These questions did not disturb her peace or joy for she knewthat which is so often veiled on earththat all is accomplished by thewill of the Father and that nothing can happen but according to Hisappointment and under His care And she was also aware that the endis as the beginning to Him who knows all and that nothing is lost thatis in His hand But though she would herself have willingly borne thesufferings of earth ten times over for the sake of all that was now hersyet it pierced her soul to think of those who were struggling indarkness and whose hearts were stifled within them by all the bitternessof the mortal life Sometimes she would be ready to cry out with wonderthat the Lord did not hasten His steps and go down again upon the earthto make all plain or how the Father himself could restrain His powerand did not send down ten legions of angels to make all that was wrongright and turn all that was mournful into joyIt is but for a little time said her companions When we have reachedthis place we remember no more the anguish But to them in theirtrouble it does not seem a little time the Pilgrim  said And in herheart there rose a great longing Oh that He would send me that I mighttell my brethrennot like the poor man in the land of darkness of thegloom and misery of that distant place but a happier message of thelight and brightness of this and how soon all pain would be over Shewould not put this into a prayer for she knew that to refuse a prayeris pain to the Father if in His great glory any pain can be And thenshe reasoned with herself and said What can I tell them except thatall will soon be well and this they know for our Lord has said it butI am like them and I do not understandOne fair morning while she turned over these thoughts in her mind theresuddenly came towards her one whom she knew as a sage of the number ofthose who know many mysteries and search into the deep things of theFather For a moment she wondered if perhaps he came to reprove her fortoo many questionings and rose up and advanced a little towards him withfolded hands and a thankful heart to receive the reproof if it should besofor whether it were praise or whether it were blame it was from theFather and a great honor and happiness to receive But as he cametowards her he smiled and bade her not to fear I am come he said totell you some things you long to know and to show you some things thatare hidden to most Little sister you are not to be charged with anymissionOh no she said oh no I was not so presumingIt is not presuming to wish to carry comfort to any soul but it ispermitted to me to open up to you so far as I may some of the secretsThe secrets of the Father are all beautiful but there is sorrow in themas well as joy and Pain you know is one of the great angels at thedoorIs his name Pain and I took him for Consolation the little PilgrimsaidHe is not Consolation he is the schoolmaster whose face is often sternBut I did not come to tell you of him whom you know I am going to takeyouback the wise man saidBack She knew what this meant and a great pleasure yet mingled withfear came into her mind She hesitated and looked at him and did notknow how to accept though she longed to do so for at the same time shewas afraid He smiled when he saw the alarm in her faceDo you think he said that you are to go this journey on your owncharges Had you insisted as some do to go at all hazards you mightindeed have feared And even now I cannot promise that you will not feelthe thorns of the earth as you pass but you will be cared for so thatno harm can comeAh she said wistfully it is not for harm and could say nothingmoreHe laid his hand upon her arm and he said Do not fear though they seeyou not it is yet sweet for a moment to be there and as you pass itbrings thoughts of you to their mindsFor these two understood each other and knew that to see and yet not beseen is only a pleasure for those who are most like the Father and canlove without thought of love in returnWhen he touched her it seemed to the little Pilgrim suddenly thateverything changed round her and that she was no longer in her ownplace but walking along a weary,0
+Produced by Christine De Ryck and PG Distributed ProofreadersThis file was produced from images generously made available bythe Bibliotheque nationale de France BnFGallica athttpgallicabnffrEm VerhaerenLesheures claires1896O la splendeur de notre joieTissee en or dans lair de soieVoici la maison douce et son pignon legerEt le jardin et le vergerVoici le banc sous les pommiersDou seffeuille le printemps blancA petales frolants et lentsVoici des vols de lumineux ramiersPlanant ainsi que des presagesDans le ciel clair du paysageVoicipareils a des baisers tombes sur terreDe la bouche du frele azurDeux bleus etangs simples et pursBordes naivement de fleurs involontairesO la splendeur de notre joie et de nousmemesEn ce jardin ou nous vivons de nos emblemesLabas de lentes formes passentSontce nos deux ames qui se delassentAu long des bois et des terrassesSontce tes seins sontce tes yeuxCes deux fleurs dor harmonieuxEt ces herbeson dirait des plumagesMouilles dans la source quils plissentSontce tes cheveux frais et lissesCertes aucun abri ne vaut le clair vergerNi la maison au toit legerNi ce jardin ou le ciel trameCe climat cher a nos deux amesQuoique nous le voyions fleurir devant nos yeuxCe jardin clair ou nous passons silencieuxCest plus encore en nous que se fecondeLe plus joyeux et le plus doux jardin du mondeCar nous vivons toutes les fleursToutes les herbes toutes les palmesEn nos rires et en nos pleursDe bonheur pur et calmeCar nous vivons toutes les transparencesDe letang bleu qui reflete lexuberanceDes roses dor et des grands lys vermeilsBouches et levres de soleilCar nous vivons toute la joieDardee en cris de fete et de printempsEn nos aveux ou se cotoientLes mots fervents et exaltantsOh dis cest bien en nous que se fecondeLe plus joyeux et clair jardin du mondeCe chapiteau barbare ou des monstres se tordentSoudes entre eux a coups de griffes et de dentsEn un tumulte fou de sang de cris ardentsDe blessures et de gueules qui sentremordentCetait moimeme avant que tu fusses la mienneO toi la neuve o toi lancienneQui vins a moi des loins deterniteAvec entre tes mains lardeur et la bonteJe sens en toi les memes choses tres profondesQuen moimeme dormirEt notre soif de souvenirBoire lecho ou nos passes se correspondentNos yeux ont du pleurer aux memes heuresSans le savoir pendant lenfanceAvoir memes effrois memes bonheursMemes eclairs de confianceCar je te suis lie par linconnuQui me fixait jadis au fond des avenuesPar ou passait ma vie aventuriereEt certes si javais regarde mieuxJaurais pu voir souvrir tes yeuxDepuis longtemps en ses paupieresLe ciel en nuit sest deplieEt la lune semble veillerSur le silence endormiTout est si pur et clairTout est si pur et si pale dans lairEt sur les lacs du paysage amiQuelle angoisse la goutte deauQui tombe dun roseauEt tinte et puis se tait dans leauMais jai tes mains entre les miennesEt tes yeux surs qui me retiennentDe leurs ferveurs si doucementEt je te sens si bien en paix de toute choseQue rien pas meme un fugitif soupcon de crainteNe troublera futce un momentLa confiance sainteQui dort en nous comme un enfant reposeChaque heure ou je pense a ta bonteSi simplement profondeJe me confonds en prieres vers toiJe suis venu si tardVers la douceur de ton regardEt de si loin vers tes deux mains tenduesTranquillement par a travers les etenduesJavais en moi tant de rouille tenaceQui me rongeait a dents rapacesLa confianceJetais si lourd jetais si lasJetais si vieux de mefianceJetais si lourd jetais si lasDu vain chemin de tous mes pasJe meritais si peu la merveilleuse joieDe voir tes pieds illuminer ma voieQue jen reste tremblant encore et presquen pleursEt humble a tout jamais en face du bonheurTu arbores parfois cette grace benigneDu matinal jardin tranquille et sinueuxQui deroule labas parmi les lointains bleusSes doux chemins courbes en cols de cygneEt dautres fois tu mes le frisson clairDu vent rapide et miroitantQui passe avec ses doigts declairDans les crins deau de letang blancAu bon toucher de tes deux mainsJe sens comme des feuillesMe doucement frolerQue midi brule le jardinLes ombres aussitot recueillentLes paroles cheres dont ton etre a trembleChaque moment me semble grace a toiPasser ainsi divinement en moiAussi quand lheure vient de la nuit blemeOu tu te celes en toimemeEn refermant les yeuxSenstu mon doux regard devotieuxPlus humble et long quune priereRemercier le tien sous tes closes paupieresOh laisse frapper a la porteLa main qui passe avec ses doigts futilesNotre heure est si unique et le reste quimporteLe reste avec ses doigts futilesLaisse passer par le cheminLa triste et fatigante joieAvec ses crecelles en mainsLaisse monter laisse bruireEt sen aller le rireLaisse passer la foule et ses milliers de voixLinstant est si beau de lumiereDans le jardin autour de nousLinstant est si rare de lumiere tremiereDans notre coeur au fond de nousTout nous preche de nattendre plus rienDe ce qui vient ou passeAvec des chansons lassesEt des bras las par les cheminsEt de rester les doux qui benissons le jourMeme devant la nuit dombre barricadeeAimant en nous par dessus tout lideeQue bellement nous nous faisons de notre amourComme aux ages naifs je tai donne mon coeurAinsi quune ample fleurQui souvre au clair de la roseeEntre ses plis freles ma bouche sest poseeLa fleur je la cueillis au pre des fleurs en flammeNe lui dis rien car la parole entre nous deuxSerait banale et tous les mots sont hasardeuxCest a travers les yeux que lame ecoute une ameLa fleur qui est mon coeur et mon aveuTout simplement a tes levres confieQuelle est loyale et claire et bonne et quon se fieAu vierge amour comme un enfant se fie a DieuLaissons lesprit fleurir sur les collinesEn de capricieux chemins de vaniteEt faisons simple accueil a la sinceriteQui tient nos deux coeurs clairs en ses mains cristallinesEt rien nest beau comme une confession damesLune a lautre le soir lorsque la flammeDes incomptables diamantsBrule comme autant dyeuxSilencieuxLe silence des firmamentsLe printemps jeune et benevoleQui vet le jardin de beauteElucide nos voix et nos parolesEt les trempe dans sa limpiditeLa brise et les levres des feuillesBabillentet effeuillentEn nous les syllabes de leur clarteMais le meilleur de,3
+Produced by Greg LindahlA Treatise Of Daunses wherin it is shewed that they are as it wereaccessories and dependants or thynges annexed to whoredome wherealso by the way is touched and proued that _Playes are ioyned andknit togeather in a rancke or rowe with them_I Thessal 5_Let eurie one possesse his vessel in holines and honor_Anno 1581A Treatise of Daunses in which is shewed that daunses beeintisementes to whoredome and that the abuse of playes ought not tobe among ChristiansI Doubt not but that some into whose handes this little treatiseshall come will thinke me to be at greate leasure that haueenterprised largely to leuie out and handle this argument which totheir seeming is not otherwise of great importaunce For be it thatdaunses were allowed or condemned or els yet they were putt in therowe of thinges indifferent men might easily iudge according to theiropinion that that should not bring great profit or hurt to ourchristian common wealth seeing that ther are diuers pointes ofgreater weight and consequence which trouble the spirits of manyelearned men  make afraide the consciences of the weake and simpleones which poyntes haue verye much nede to be opened and made plainerather then to trouble a mans selfe to write agaynst playes anddaunses Furthermore men should be in very great forwardnes if euerythinge were so well refourmed that they were come euen unto daunsesthat is to say that all that which is corrupted and those abuseswhich beare the sway among Christians were so cut off and this sosick a body againe so wel restored to his soundnes and health thatthere should remayne nothing els but to debate the question of leapingskippings and daunsesTher will be found an other manner  sort of people who will make noaccoumpte at all to mocke at this matter as indeede the world is fulof mockers and men without Godlines without God and withoutreligion Now as concerninge these persons they deserue no manner ofaunsweare at al because they do as soone scoffe at the principallpointes of christian religion and that which directly concerneth theseruice of God as matters of lesse weight and importaunce WhereforeI not much regarding or caringe for the iudgement of such iudges willlet them runne to the water with the bridle uppon their head or intheir necke as they say But as touchinge the first because they beenot altogeather malicious and obstinate I hope that ha uingaunsweared their obiections and declared the reasons which hauemoued yea rather driuen me forward or inforsed mee to descipher andsett out this matter they will iudge my labour not to haue benealtogeather unprofitableIt is then in the first place to bee wished and desired that troublesbeyng pacified and all dissentions repressed and put out thespirits and consciences of men should be assured and thorowlyperswaded of that which appertaineth to their saluation And indeedeour Lorde hath stirred and raised up so perfect an age in al sciences know ledge in which so many learned men and of excellent learningand knowledge haue so blessedly and diligently imployed them seluesto teach us the order and maner to liue well some after one sort andfashion and some after an other that those which be not yetsatisfyed can not or ought not to lay the fault in any but inthemseluesNext all good men ought to wishe and desire that those which put theirhande to this is to say trauaile for the reformation of manersshould do it with such good argumentes that there shoulde remayne orbe left but euen a very litle to be corrected and amended And yetthis wish  desire should not let or hinder the trauaile of such as doindeuor to pull up by the rootes such herbes as be hurtful to thefield of the Lord be they neuer so small and little and I do orwhich thing I labour to do in this little boke according to thetalente  graces which are geuen me from aboueAdde also that if any do deeply  seasonably consider this matter Ihope he shal not finde it so barren and of little edification that itought to be dispised or troden under foote for many men of qualityyea euen in the company of notable personages of name and authoritymake no conscience to demaunde and aske whether it be yll done todaunce demaunding also a formall or playne parcell and text ofScripture by which it may appeare that daunses be prohibited andforbidden otherwise they think not that they do euill indaunsing Some others goe further and alledging or rather indeedeabusing some peece of the Scripture where it appeareth that thefaithfull haue leaped and daunsed they thinke verily that they hauefounde the beane in the cake as though this were a proper couerture cloke to couer the infection and filthines of their dauncesSeyng then that many be foulie  grosely deceaued in this behalfe andthat possible for want of beyng sufficiently instructed and informedor taught touching this matter I haue bene so much the more willingto ease them in this question by how much I hope to profit in commonthat is to do good to the greatest multitude as also being willinghereby to satisfy some which haue earnestly and instantly required itat my handesNow to answeare them which demaund and aske a playne peece or text ofScripture in which daunses should be forbidden let them know thatthere be many wicked and euill thinges which are not euidently andplaynly expressed in the Scripture to be forbidden notwithstandingthey bee of the same kynd and nature or else dependences of somethynges which are therein expressed and under which they ought to becomprehended or els when the contrary of these things is praised andcommended we are sufficiently taught and instructed to cast themaway as things condemned by the holy Ghost because ther is one  theselfe same reason in contrary thingsI will place  put in the order or rowe of the first playes anddaunses I meane such playes as by which man draweth or getteth tohymselfe his neighboures money It is true that,4
+Produced by Juliet Sutherland Mary Meehan and the Online DistributedProofreading Team                                 KALITAN                        Our Little Alaskan Cousin                         By Mary F NixonRoulet_Author of Our Little Spanish Cousin With a pessimist in SpainGod the King My Brother etc_                                  1907_Illustrated_TO MY LITTLE SON John Nixon de RouletPrefaceAway up toward the frozen north lies the great peninsula which theUnited States bought from the Russians and thus became responsible forthe native peoples from whom the Russians had taken the landThere are many kinds of people there from Indians to Esquimos and theyare under the American Government yet they have no votes and are notcalled American citizensIt is about this country and its people that this little story iswritten and in the hope of interesting American girls and boys in thesevery strange people their Little Alaskan CousinsContents     I KALITAN TENAS    II AROUND THE CAMPFIRE   III TO THE GLACIER    IV TED MEETS MR BRUIN     V A MONSTER OF THE DEEP    VI THE ISLAND HOME OF KALITAN   VII TWILIGHT TALES AND TOTEMS  VIII THE BERRY DANCE  IX ON THE WAY TO NOME     X IN THE GOLD COUNTRY    XI AFTERNOON TEA IN AN EGLU   XII THE SPLENDOUR OF SAGHALIE TYEEList of IllustrationsKALITAN FISHED DILIGENTLY BUT CAUGHT LITTLEAWAY WENT ANOTHER STINGING LANCEA GROUP OF PEOPLE AWAITING THE CANOESMOUNT SHISHALDINLETS WATCH THOSE TWO MEN THEY HAVE EVIDENTLY STAKED A CLAIMTOGETHERTWO FUNNY LITTLE LAPP BABIES HE TOOK TO RIDE ON A LARGE REINDEERKALITANOur Little Alaskan CousinCHAPTER IKALITAN TENASIt was bitterly cold Kalitan Tenas felt it more than he had in the longwinter for then it was still and calm as night and now the wind wasblowing straight in from the sea and the river was frozen tight Amonth before the ice had begun to break and he had thought the cold wasover and that the all too short Alaskan summer was at hand Now it wasthe first of May and just as he had begun to think of summer pleasureslo a storm had come which seemed to freeze the very marrow of his bonesHowever our little Alaskan cousin was used to cold and trained to itand would not dream of fussing over a little snowstormKalitan started out to fish for his dinner and though the snow came downheavily and he had to break through the ice to make a fishinghole andsoon the ice was a windswept plain where even his own tracks werecovered with a white pall he fished steadily on He never dreamed ofstopping until he had fish enough for dinner for like most of histribe he was persevering and industriousKalitan was a Thlinkit though if you asked him he would say he wasKlinkit This is a tribe which has puzzled wise people for a longtime for the Thlinkits are not Esquimos not Indians not colouredpeople nor whites They are the tribes living in Southeastern Alaska andalong the coast Many think that a long long time ago they came fromJapan or some far Eastern country for they look something like theJapanese and their language has many words similar to Japanese in itPerhaps long years ago some shipwrecked Japanese were cast upon thecoast of Alaska and finding their boats destroyed and the land good tolive in settled there and thus began the Thlinkit tribesThe Chilcats Haidahs and Tsimsheans are all Thlinkits and are by farthe best of the brown people of the Northland They are honest simpleand kind and more intelligent than the Indians living farther north inthe colder regions The Thlinkit coast is washed by the warm current fromthe Japan Sea and it is not much colder than Chicago or Boston thoughthe winter is a little longerKalitan fished diligently but caught little He was warmly clad insealskin around his neck was a white bearskin ruff as warm as toastand very pretty too as soft and fluffy as a ladys boa On his feetwere moccasins of walrus hide He had been perhaps an hour watching thehole in the ice and knelt there so still that he looked almost as thoughhe were frozen Indeed that was what those thought who saw him therefor suddenly a dogsledge came round the corner of the hill and a loudhalloo greeted his earsBoston men he said to himself as he watched them lost the trailThey had indeed lost the trail and Ted Strong had begun to think theywould never find it againChetwoof their Indian guide had not talked very much about it butlapsed into his favourite No understan a remark he always made whenhe did not want to answer what was said to himTed and his father were on their way from Sitka to the Copper River MrStrong was on the United States Geological Survey which Ted knew meantthat he had to go all around the country and poke about all day amongrocks and mountains and glaciers He had come with his father to this farAlaskan clime in the happiest expectation of adventures with bears andIndians always dear to the heart of a boyHe was pretty tired of the sledge having been in it since early morningand he was cold and hungry besides so he was delighted when the dogsstopped and his father saidHop out son and stretch your legs Well try to find,5
+Thanks to Andrew SlySatyros oder Der vergoetterte Waldteufel by Johann Wolfgang Goethein GermanThis text was originally produced in HTML for ProjektGutenbergDE bybelmekhirahotmailcom from pages 188 to 202 of Goethes WerkeHamburger Ausgabe Band 4 Dramen II the fourth volume of an editionof Goethes works published in 1982 by CH BeckscheVerlagshandlung Muenchen ISBN 3406084842Johann Wolfgang GoetheSatyrosoderDer vergoetterte WaldteufelDramaErster AktEinsiedlerIhr denkt ihr Herrn ich bin alleinWeil ich nicht mag in Staedten seinIhr irrt euch liebe Herren meinIch hab mich nicht hierher begebenWeil sie in Staedten so ruchlos lebenUnd alle wandeln nach ihrem TriebDer Schmeichler Heuchler und der DiebDas haett mich immerfort ergetztWollten sie nur nicht sein hochgeschaetztBestehlen und bescheissen mich wie die RabenUnd noch dazu Reverenzen habenIhrer langweiligen Narrheit sattBin herausgezogen in Gottes StadtWos freilich auch geht drueber und drunterUnd geht demohngeacht nicht unterIch sah im Fruehling ohne ZahlBlueten und Knospen durch Berg und TalWie alles draengt und alles treibtKein Plaecklein ohne Keimlein bleibtDa denkt nun gleich der steif PhilisterDas ist fuer mich und meine GeschwisterUnser Herrgott ist so gnaedig heuerHaett ichs doch schon in Fach und ScheuerUnser Herrgott spricht Aber mir nit soEs sollens ander auch werden frohDa lockt uns denn der SonnenscheinStoerch und Schwalb aus der Fremd hereinDen Schmetterling aus seinem HausDie Fliegen aus den Ritzen rausUnd bruetet das Raupenvoelklein ausDas quillt all von ErzeugungskraftWie sichs hat aus dem Schlaf gerafftVoegel und Froesch und Tier und MueckenBegehn sich zu allen AugenblickenHinten und vorn auf Bauch und RueckenDass man auf jeder Bluet und BlattEin Eh und Wochenbettlein hatUnd sing ich denn im Herzen meinLob Gott mit allen WuermeleinDas Volk will dann zu essen habenVerzehren bescherte GottesgabenSo frissts Wuermlein frisch KeimleinBlattDas Wuermlein macht das Lerchlein sattUnd weil ich auch bin zu essen hierMir das Lerchlein zu Gemuete fuehrIch bin denn auch ein haeuslich MannHab Haus und Stall und Garten dranMein Gaertlein Fruechtlein ich beschuetzVor Kaelt und Raupen und duerrer HitzKommt aber herein der KieselschlagUnd furaschiert mir an einem TagSo aergert mich der Streich fuerwahrDoch leb ich noch am End vom JahrWo mancher Werwolf ist schon totAus Aengsten vor der HungersnotMan hoert von ferne heulenU U Au Au Weh Weh Ai AiEinsiedlerWelch ein erbaermlich WehgeschreiMuss eine verwundte Besti seinSatyrosO weh mein Ruecken o weh mein BeinEinsiedlerGut Freund was ist Euch Leids geschehnSatyrosDumme Frag Ihr koennts ja sehnIch bin gestuerzt  entzwei mein BeinEinsiedlerHockt auf Hier in die Huetten reinEinsiedler hockt ihn auf traegt ihn in die Huette und legt ihn aufsBettEinsiedlerHalt still dass ich die Wund besehSatyrosIhr seid ein Flegel Ihr tut mir wehEinsiedlerIhr seid ein Fratz so halt denn stillWie Teufel ich Euch da schindeln willVerbindet ihnSo bleibt nur wenigstens in RuhSatyrosSchafft mir Wein und Obst dazuEinsiedlerMilch und Brot sonst nichts auf der WeltSatyrosEure Wirtschaft ist schlecht bestelltEinsiedlerDes vornehm Gasts mich nicht versahDa kostet von dem Topfe daSatyrosPfui was ist das ein ae GeschmackUnd magrer als ein BettelsackDa droben im Gbirg die wilden ZiegenWenn ich eine bein Hoernern tu kriegenFass mit dem Maul ihre vollen ZitzenTu mir mit Macht die Gurgel bespritzenDas ist bei Gott ein ander WesenEinsiedlerDrum eilt Euch wieder zu genesenSatyrosWas blast Ihr da so in die HandEinsiedlerSeid Ihr nicht mit der Kunst bekanntIch hauch die Fingerspitzen warmSatyrosIhr seid doch auch verteufelt armEinsiedlerNein Herr ich bin gewaltig reichMeinem eignen Mangel helf ich gleichWollt Ihr von Supp und Kraut nicht wasSatyrosDas warm Geschlapp was soll mir dasEinsiedlerSo legt Euch denn einmal zur RuhBringt ein paar Stund mit Schlafen zuWill sehen ob ich nicht etwanFuer Euren Gaum was finden kannEnde des ersten AktsZweiter AktSatyros erwachendDas ist ein HundeLagerstaettEins Missetaeters FolterbettAufliegen hab ich tan meinn RueckenUnd die Unzahl verfluchte MueckenBin kommen in ein garstig LochIn meiner Hoehl da lebt man dochHat Wein im wohlgeschnitzten KrugUnd fette Milch und Kaes genug Kann doch wohl wieder den Fuss betreten Da ist dem Kerl sein Platz zu betenEs tut mir in den Augen wehWenn ich dem Narren seinen Herrgott sehWollt lieber eine Zwiebel anbetenBis mir die Traen in die Augen traetenAls oeffnen meines Herzens SchreinEinem Schnitzbildlein QuerhoelzeleinMir geht in der Welt nichts ueber michDenn Gott ist Gott und ich bin ichIch denk ich schleiche so hinausDer Teufel hol den Herrn vom HausKoennt ich nicht etwa brauchen wasDas Leinwand nu waer so ein SpassDie Maidels laufen so vor mirIch denk ich binds so etwa fuerSeinen Herrgott will ich runter reissenUnd draussen in den Giessbach schmeissenEnde des zweiten AktsDritter AktSatyrosIch bin doch mued s ist hoellisch schwuelDer Brunn der ist so schattenkuehlHier hat mir einen KoenigsthronDer Rasen ja bereitet schonUnd die Lueftelein laden mich allWie lose Buhlen ohne ZahlNatur ist rings so liebebangIch will dich letzen mit Floet und SangZwei Maegdlein mit WasserkruegenArsinoeHoer wies daher so lieblich schalltEs koemmt vom Brunn oder aus m WaldPsycheEs ist kein Knab von unsrer FlurSo singen Himmelsgoetter nurKomm lass uns lauschenArsinoe                        Mir ist bangPsycheMein Herz ach lechzt nach dem GesangSatyros singtDein Leben Herz fuer wen ergluehtsDein Adlerauge was ersiehtsDir huldigt ringsum die Naturs ist alles deinUnd bist alleinBist elend nurArsinoeDer singt wahrhaftig gar zu schoenPsycheMir will das Herz in meiner Brust vergehnSatyros singtHast Melodie vom Himmel gefuehrtUnd Fels und Wald und Fluss geruehrtUnd wonnlicher war dein Lied der FlurAls SonnescheinUnd bist alleinBist elend nurPsycheWelch goettlich hohes AngesichtArsinoeSiehst denn seine langen Ohren nichtPsycheWie gluehend stark umher er schautArsinoeMoecht drum nicht sein des Wunders BrautSatyrosO Maedchen hold der Erde ZierIch bitt euch fliehet nicht vor mirPsycheWie kommst du an den Brunnen hierSatyrosWoher ich komm kann ich nicht sagenWohin ich geh muesst ihr nicht fragenGebenedeit sind mir die StundenDa ich dich liebes Paar gefundenPsycheO lieber Fremdling sag uns rechtWelch ist dein Nam und dein GeschlechtSatyrosMeine Mutter hab ich nie gekanntHat niemand mir meinn Vater genanntIm fernen Land hoch Berg und WaldIst mein beliebter AufenthaltHab weit und breit meinen Weg genommenPsycheSollt er wohl gar vom Himmel kommenArsinoeVon was o Fremdling lebst du dannSatyrosVom Leben wie ein andrer MannMein ist die ganze weite WeltIch wohne wo mirs wohlgefaelltIch herrsch uebers Wild und VoegelheerFruecht auf der Erden und Fisch im MeerAuch ist aufm ganzen ErdenstrichKein Mensch,6
+Produced by Ted Garvin and PG Distributed ProofreadersAT LOVES COSTBy CHARLES GARVICEAT LOVES COSTCHAPTER 1Until this moment I have never fully realised how great an ass a mancan be When I think that this morning I scurried through what mighthave been a decent breakfast left my comfortable diggings and wascooped up in a train for seven hours that I am now driving in apelting rain through so far as I can see for the mist what appears tobe a howling wilderness I ask myself if I am still in possession of mysenses I ask myself why I should commit such lurid folly Last night Iwas sitting over the fire with a bookfor it was cold though not socold as this the speaker shivered and dragged the collar of hisovercoat still higherat peace with all the world with Omar purringplacidly by my side and my soul wrapped in that serenity which belongsto a man who has long since rid himself of that inconvenientappendagea conscience and has hit upon the right brand ofcigarettes and nowHe paused to sigh to groan indeed and shifted himself uneasily in thewellpadded seat of the luxurious mailphaetonWhen Williams brought me your note vilely writtenwere you soberStaffordblandly asking me to join you in this mad business I smiledto myself as I pitched the note on the fire Omar smiled too the verycigarette smiled I said to myself I would see you blowed first thatnothing would induce me to join you that Id read about the lakes toomuch and too often to venture upon them in the early part of June infact had no desire to see the lakes at any time or under anyconditions I told Omar that I would see you in the lowest pit ofTophet before I would go with you towhatever the name of this placeis And yet here I amThe speaker paused in his complaint to empty a pool water from hismackintosh and succeededin turning it over his own legHe groaned again and continuedAnd yet here I am My dear Stafford I do not wish to upbraid you Iam simply making to myself a confession of weakness which would bepitiable in a stray dog but which in a man of my years with myexperience of the world and reputation for common sense is simplycriminal I do not wish to reproach you I am quite aware that noreproach not even the spectacle of my present misery would touch yourcallous and permit me to frankly add your abominably selfish naturebut I do want to ask quite calmly and without any display of temperwhat the blazes you wanted to come this way round and why you wantedme with youThe speaker a slightly built man just beyond the vague line ofyoung glanced up with his dark somewhat sombre and yet softlycynical eyes at the face of his companion who was driving Thiscompanion was unmistakably young and there was not a trace of cynicismin his greyblue eyes which looked out upon the rain and mist withpleasant cheerfulness He was neither particularly fair nor dark butthere was a touch of brighter colour than usual in his short crisphair and no woman had yet found fault with the moustache or the lipsbeneath And yet though Stafford Ormes face was rather too handsomethan otherwise the signs of weakness which one sees in so manygoodlooking faces did not mar it indeed there was a hint ofstrength not to say sternness in the wellcut lips a glint of powerand masterfulness in the grey eyes and the brows above them whichimpressed one at first sight though when one came to know him theimpression was soon lost effaced by the charm for which Stafford wasfamous and which was perpetually recruiting his army of friendsNo doubt it is easy to be charming when the gods have made you good tolook upon and have filled your pockets with gold into the bargainLife was a pageant of pleasure to Stafford Orme no wonder he sang andsmiled upon the way and had no lack of companionsEven this man beside him Edmund Howard whose name was a byword forcynicism who had never until he had met Stafford Orme gone an inchout of his selfcontained way to please or benefit a fellowman wasthe slave of the young fellows imperious will and though he madeburlesque complaint of his bondage did not in his heart rebel againstitStafford laughed shortly as he looked at the rainswept hills roundwhich the two good horses were taking the wellappointed phaetonOh I knew you would come he said It was just this way You knowthe governor wrote and asked me to come down to this new place of hisat BryndermerePardon me Stafford you forget that I have been down Southwhere Iwish to Heaven I had remainedand that I only returned yesterdayafternoon and that I know nothing of these sudden alarums andexcursions of your esteemed parentAh no so you dont assented Stafford thought Id told you shallhave to tell you now Ill cut it as short as possible He paused fora moment and gently drew the lash of the whip over the wet backs of thetwo horses who were listening intently to the voice of their belovedmaster Well three days ago I got a letter from my father it was along one I think its the first long letter I ever received from himHe informed me that for some time past he has been building a littleplace on the east side of Bryndermere Lake that he thought it would beready by the ninth of this month and would I go downor is itupthere and meet him as he was coming to England and would gostraight there from Liverpool Of course there was not time for me toreply and equally of course I prepared to obey I meant goingstraight down to Bryndermere and I should have done so but two daysago I received a telegram telling me that the place would not be readyand that he would not be there until the eleventh and asking me tofill up the interval by,7
+Produced by David Widger Juliet Sutherland Linda Cantoni and PGDistributed ProofreadersSTOLEN TREASUREBYHOWARD PYLEAuthor of Men of Iron Twilight Land The Wonder Clock Pepper andSaltILLUSTRATED BY THE AUTHORMCMVIICONTENTSI WITH THE BUCCANEERSII TOM CHIST AND THE TREASUREBOXIII THE GHOST OF CAPTAIN BRANDIV THE DEVIL AT NEW HOPEILLUSTRATIONSIVE KEPT MY EARS OPEN TO ALL YOUR DOINGSTHIS FIGURE OF WAR OUR HERO ASKED TO STEP ASIDE WITH HIMOUR HERO LEAPING TO THE WHEEL SEIZED THE FLYING SPOKESSHE AND MASTER HARRY WOULD SPEND HOURS TOGETHER AND TWENTYONE AND TWENTYTWOTIS ENOUGH CRIED OUT PARSON JONES TO MAKE US BOTH RICH MENCAPTAIN MALYOE SHOT CAPTAIN BRAND THROUGH THE HEADHE WOULD SHOUT OPPROBRIOUS WORDS AFTER THE OTHER IN THE STREETSSTOLEN TREASUREI WITH THE BUCCANEERS_Being an Account of Certain Adventures that Befell Henry Mostyn underCaptain H Morgan in the Year 166566_IAlthough this narration has more particularly to do with the taking ofthe Spanish ViceAdmiral in the harbor of Puerto Bello and of therescue therefrom of Le Sieur Simon his wife and daughter theadventure of which was successfully achieved by Captain Morgan thefamous buccaneer we shall nevertheless premise something of theearlier history of Master Harry Mostyn whom you may if you pleaseconsider as the hero of the several circumstances recounted in thesepagesIn the year 1664 our heros father embarked from Portsmouth inEngland for the Barbadoes where he owned a considerable sugarplantation Thither to those parts of America he transported withhimself his whole family of whom our Master Harry was the fifth ofeight childrena great lusty fellow as little fitted for the Churchfor which he was designed as could be At the time of this storythough not above sixteen years old Master Harry Mostyn was as big andwellgrown as many a man of twenty and of such a reckless anddaredevil spirit that no adventure was too dangerous or too mischievousfor him to embark uponAt this time there was a deal of talk in those parts of the Americasconcerning Captain Morgan and the prodigious successes he was havingpirating against the SpaniardsThis man had once been an indentured servant with Mr Rolls a sugarfactor at the Barbadoes Having served out his time and being oflawless disposition possessing also a prodigious appetite foradventure he joined with others of his kidney and purchasing acaraval of three guns embarked fairly upon that career of piracy themost successful that ever was heard of in the worldMaster Harry had known this man very well while he was still with MrRolls serving as a clerk at that gentlemans sugar wharf a tallbroadshouldered strapping fellow with red cheeks and thick redlips and rolling blue eyes and hair as red as any chestnut Many knewhim for a bold gruffspoken man but no one at that time suspectedthat he had it in him to become so famous and renowned as he afterwardsgrew to beThe fame of his exploits had been the talk of those parts for above atwelvemonth when in the latter part of the year 1665 Captain Morganhaving made a very successful expedition against the Spaniards into theGulf of Campeachywhere he took several important purchases from theplate fleetcame to the Barbadoes there to fit out another suchventure and to enlist recruitsHe and certain other adventurers had purchased a vessel of some fivehundred tons which they proposed to convert into a pirate by cuttingportholes for cannon and running three or four carronades across hermaindeck The name of this ship be it mentioned was the _GoodSamaritan_ as illfitting a name as could be for such a craft whichinstead of being designed for the healing of wounds was intended toinflict such devastation as those wicked men proposedHere was a piece of mischief exactly fitted to our heros tasteswherefore having made up a bundle of clothes and with not above ashilling in his pocket he made an excursion into the town to seek forCaptain Morgan There he found the great pirate established at anordinary with a little court of ragamuffins and swashbucklers gatheredabout him all talking very loud and drinking healths in raw rum asthough it were sugared waterAnd what a fine figure our buccaneer had grown to be sure Howdifferent from the poor humble clerk upon the sugarwharf What a dealof gold braid What a fine silverhilted Spanish sword What a gayvelvet sling hung with three silvermounted pistols If Master Harrysmind had not been made up before to be sure such a spectacle of glorywould have determined itThis figure of war our hero asked to step aside with him and when theyhad come into a corner proposed to the other what he intended andthat he had a mind to enlist as a gentleman adventurer upon thisexpedition Upon this our rogue of a buccaneer Captain burst outalaughing and fetching Master Harry a great thump upon the back sworeroundly that he would make a man of him and that it was a pity to makea parson out of so good a piece of stuffIllustration THIS FIGURE OF WAR OUR HERO ASKED TO STEP ASIDE WITHHIMNor was Captain Morgan less good than his word for when the _GoodSamaritan_ set sail with a favoring wind for the island of JamaicaMaster Harry found himself established as one of the adventurersaboardIICould you but have seen the town of Port Royal as it appeared in theyear 1665 you would have beheld a sight very well worth while lookingupon There were no fine houses at that time and no greatcountinghouses built of brick such as you may find nowadays but a crowdof board and wattled huts huddled along the streets and all so gay withflags and bits of color that Vanity Fair itself could not have beengayer To this place came all the pirates and buccaneers that infestedthose parts and men shouted and swore and gambled and poured outmoney like water and then maybe wound up their merrymaking by dying offever For the sky in these torrid latitudes is all full of cloudsoverhead and as hot as any blanket and when the sun shone forth itstreamed down upon the smoking sands so that the houses were ovens andthe streets were furnaces so,8
+This etext was produced by Gardner BuchananThe Story of Louis RielThe Rebel Chiefby Joseph Edmond CollinsToronto 1885CHAPTER IAlong the banks of the Red River over those fruitfulplains brightened with wild flowers in summer and sweptwith fierce storms in the wintertime is written thelife story of Louis Riel Chance was not blind when shegave as a field to this mans ambition the plains whereonvengeful Chippewas and ferocious Sioux had waged theirbattles for so many centuries a country dyed so oftenwith blood that at last Red River came to be its nameBut while our task is to present the career of thisapostle of insurrection and unrest stirred as we may beto feelings of horror for the misery the tumult theterror and the blood of which he has been the author wemust not neglect to do him even him the justice whichis his rightHe is not as so many suppose a halfbreed moved bythe vengeful irresponsible savage blood in his veinsMr Edward Jack Footnote I cannot make out what MrJacks views are respecting Riel When I asked him hesimply turned his face toward the sky and made some remarkabout the weather I know that he has strong Frenchproclivities though the blood of a Scottish bailie isin his veins of New Brunswick who is well informed onall Canadian matters hands me some passages which hehas translated from M Tasses book on Canadians in theNorth West and from these I learn that Riels fatherwhose name also was Louis was born at the island ofLa Crosse in the NorthWest Territories This parent wasthe son of Jean Baptiste Riel who was a French Canadianand a native of Berthier _en haut_ His mother thatis the rebels grandmother was a FrancoMontagnaiseMetis From this it will be seen that instead of beinga half breed Louis Riel is only oneeighth Indian oris if we might use the phrase employed in describing amixture of Ethiopian and Caucasian blood an OctoroonNay more than this we have it shown that our rebel canlay claim to no small share of respectability as thatword goes During the summer of 1822 Riels father thenin his fifth year was brought to Canada by his parentswho caused the ceremony of baptism to be performed withmuch show at Berthier In 1838 M Riel _pere_ enteredthe service of the Hudson Bay Company and left LowerCanada where he had been attending school for theNorthWest He was stationed at Rainy Lake but did notcare for his occupation He returned therefore tocivilization and entered as a novice in the community ofthe Oblat Fathers where he remained for two years Therewas a strong yearning for the free wild life of theboundless prairies in this man and Red River with itsherds of roaming buffalo its myriads of duck and geeseand prairie hens began to beckon him home again Hefollowed his impulse and departed joining the Metishunters in their great biennial campaigns against theherds over the rolling prairie Many a buffalo fell uponthe plain with Louis Riels arrow quivering in his flankmany a feast was held around the giant pot at which nohunter received honours so marked as stolid male andoliveskinned brighteyed supple female accorded himSurfeited for the time of the luxury of the limitlessplain Riel took rest and then a girl with the lustrouseyes of Normandy began to smile upon him and to besiegehis heart with all her mysterious force of coquetry Hewas not proof and the hunter soon lay entangled in themeshes of the brown girl of the plains In the autumn of1843 he married her Her name was Julie de Lagimodierea daughter of Jean Baptiste de LagimodiereLouis _pere_ was now engaged as a carder of wool andhaving much ability in contrivance he constructed a littlemodel of a carding mill which with much enthusiasm heexhibited to some officers of the Hudson Bay CompanyBut the Company though having a great body possessedno soul and the disappointed inventor returned to hiswaiting wife with sorrow in his eyes He next betookhimself to the cultivation of a farm upon the banks ofthe little Seine and his good patient wife when theautumn came toiled with him all day with her sickleamong the sheavesTilling the soil proved too laborious and he determinedto erect a grist mill but the stream that ran throughthe clayey channel of the _Seine petite_ was too feebleto turn the ponderous wheels So he was obliged to movetwelve miles to the east where flowed another smallstream bearing the aesthetic name Grease River Thiswas not large enough either for his purposes so withstupendous enterprise he cut a canal nine miles longand through it decoyed the waters of the little Seineinto the arms of the Greasy paramour At this mill wasground the grain that grew for many a mile around andin a little while Louis Riel became known as the mostenterprising and important settler in Red River But hewas not through all his career a man of peace The mostdeadly feud had grown up through many long years betweenthe Hudson Bay Company and the Metis settled upon theirterritory and it is only bald justice to say that thereprisals of the halfbreeds the revolts the hatred ofeverything in official shape were not altogetherundeserved Louis Riel was at the head of many a jarringdiscord How such an unfortunate condition grew we shallsee later on and we may also be able to determine ifthere are any shoulders upon which we can lay blame forthe murder and misery that since have blighted one ofthe fairest portions of CanadaLouis Riel the elder was in due time blessed with a sonthe same about whom it is our painful duty to write thislittle book Estimating at its fullest the value ofeducation the father was keenly anxious for an opportunityto send _Louis fils_ to a school but fortune had notbeen liberal with him in later years though the sweatwas constantly upon his brow and his good wifes fingerswere never still This son had unusual precocity andstrangers who looked upon him used to say that a greatfire slumbered in his eye He was bright quick andpiquant and it is,9
+Produced by Dave Morgan and the Online Distributed Proofreading TeamIllustration _Daniel Drayton_PERSONAL MEMOIR Of DANIEL DRAYTONFor Four Years And Four MonthsA PRISONER FOR CHARITYS SAKE IN WASHINGTON JAILIncluding A Narrative Of TheVOYAGE AND CAPTURE OF THE SCHOONER PEARL    We hold these truths to be selfevident that all men    are created equal that they are endowed by their    Creator with certain unalienable rights that among    these are life _liberty_ and the pursuit of happinessDECLARATION OF INDEPENDENCE1855Entered according to Act of Congress In the year 1853 byDANIEL DRAYTONIn the Clerks Office of the District Court of the District ofMassachusettsADVERTISEMENTConsidering the large share of the public attention which the case ofthe schooner Pearl attracted at the time of its occurrence perhaps thefollowing narrative of its origin and of its consequences to himselfby the principal actor in it may not be without interest It is properto state that a large share of the profits of the sale are secured toCaptain Drayton the state of whose health incapacitates him from anylaborious employmentMEMOIRI was born in the year 1802 in Cumberland County Downs Township inthe State of New Jersey on the shores of Nantuxet Creek not far fromDelaware Bay into which that creek flows My father was a farmernota very profitable occupation in that barren part of the country Mymother was a widow at the time of her marriage with my father havingthree children by a former husband By my father she had six more ofwhom I was the youngest but one She was a woman of strong mind andmarked character a zealous member of the Methodist church andalthough I had the misfortune to lose her at an early age herinstructionsthough the effect was not apparent at the momentmade adeep impression on my youthful mind and no doubt had a very sensibleinfluence over my future lifeJust previous to or during the war with Great Britain my fatherremoved still nearer to the shore of the bay and the sight of thevessels passing up and down inspired me with a desire to follow the lifeof a waterman but it was some years before I was able to gratify thiswish I well remember the alarm created in our neighborhood by theincursions of the British vessels up the bay during the war and thatat these times the women of the neighborhood used to collect at ourhouse as if looking up to my mother for counsel and guidanceI was only twelve years old when this good mother died but so strongwas the impression which she left upon my memory that amid thestruggles and dangers and cares of my subsequent life I have seldomclosed my eyes to sleep without some thought or image of herAs my father soon after married another widow with four small childrenit became necessary to make room in the house for their accommodationand with a younger brother of mine I was bound out an apprentice in acotton and woollen factory at a place called Cedarville Manufactureswere just then beginning to be introduced into the country and greathopes were entertained of them as a profitable business Myemployeror bos as we called himhad formerly been a schoolmasterand he did not wholly neglect our instructions in other things besidescottonspinning Of this I stood greatly in need for there were nopublic schools in the neighborhood in which I was born and my parentshad too many children to feed and clothe to be able to pay much forschooling We were required on Sundays by our employer to learn twolessons one in the forenoon the other in the afternoon after recitingwhich we were left at liberty to roam at our pleasure Winter eveningswe worked in the factory till nine oclock after which and beforegoing to bed we were required to recite over one of our lessons Theseadvantages of education were not great but even these I soon lostWithin five months from the time I was bound to him my employer diedThe factories were then sold out to three partners The one who carriedon the cottonspinning took me but he soon gave up the business andwent back to farming which had been his original occupation I remainedwith him for a year and a half or thereabouts when my father bound meout apprentice to a shoemakerMy new bos was in some respects a remarkable man but not a very goodsort of one for a boy to be bound apprentice to He paid very littleattention to his business which he seemed to think unworthy of hisgenius He was a kindhearted man fond of company and frolics in whichhe indulged himself freely and much given to speeches and harangues inwhich he had a good deal of fluency In religion he professed to be aUniversalist holding to doctrines and opinions very different fromthose which my mother had instilled into me He ridiculed thoseopinions and argued against them but without converting me to his wayof thinking though as far as practice went I was ready enough toimitate his example My Sundays were spent principally in tavernsplaying at dominos which then was and still is a favorite game inthat part of the country and as the unsuccessful party was expected totreat I at times ran up a bill at the bar as high as four or sixdollarsno small indebtedness for a young apprentice with no moremeans than I hadAs I grew older this method of living grew less and less satisfactoryto me and as I saw that no good of any kind not even a knowledge ofthe trade he had undertaken to teach me was to be got of my presentbos I bought my time of him and went to work with another man to payfor it Before I had succeeded in doing that and while I was not yetnineteen I took upon myself the still further responsibility ofmarriage This was a step into which I was led rather by the impulse ofyouthful passion than by any thoughtful foresight Yet it had at leastthis advantage that it obliged me,10
+Produced by Jon Ingram David King and the Online DistributedProofreading TeamThe Crisis of theNaval WarByADMIRAL OF THE FLEETVISCOUNT JELLICOE OF SCAPAGCB OM GCVO_With 8 Plates and 6 Charts_1920CONTENTSCHAPTER1 ADMIRALTY ORGANIZATION THE CHANGES IN 19172 SUBMARINE CAMPAIGN IN THE EARLY PART OF 19173 ANTISUBMARINE OPERATIONS4 THE INTRODUCTION OF THE CONVOY SYSTEM5 THE CONVOY SYSTEM AT WORK6 THE ENTRY OF THE UNITED STATES OUR NAVAL POLICY EXPLAINED7 PATROL CRAFT AND MINESWEEPING SERVICES8 THE DOVER PATROL AND THE HARWICH FORCES9 THE SEQUEL10 PRODUCTION AT THE ADMIRALTY DURING 191711 NAVAL WORK12 THE FUTUREINDEXLIST OF PLATESA Mine ExplodingA German Submarine of the UC TypeA German Submarine of the later Cruiser ClassA Smoke Screen for a ConvoyThe Dummy Deckhouse of a Decoy ShipA Convoy ZigzaggingA Convoy with an AirshipDrifters at SeaA Paddle MinesweeperA German Mine on the SurfaceTwo Depth Charges after ExplosionThe Telltale Oil PatchA Submarine SubmergingPeriscope of Submerged Submarine Travelling at Slow SpeedA Submarine SubmergedLIST OF CHARTSCONTAINED IN THE POCKET AT THE END OF THE BOOKA Approach Areas and Typical RoutesB Typical Approach LinesC Barred Zones Proclaimed by the GermansD Patrol Areas British IslesE Patrol and Minesweeping Zones in the MediterraneanF Showing French and British Ports within Range of theGerman Bases at Ostend and Zeebrugge                   To           The Officers and Men                  of our Convoy Escort Patrol and Minesweeping Vessels                and their      Comrades of the Mercantile Marine by whose splendid gallantry heroic selfsacrifice and        unflinching endurance the submarine             danger was defeatedINTRODUCTIONOwing to the peculiar nature and demands of naval warfare but fewdispatches corresponding to those describing the work and achievementsof our great armies were issued during the progress of the war In aformer volume I attempted to supply this defect in the historicalrecords which will be available for future generations so far as theGrand Fleet was concerned during my period as its CommanderinChiefThe present volume which was commenced and nearly completed in 1918was to have been published at the same time My departure on a Navalmission early in 1919 prevented me however from putting the finishingtouches to the manuscript until my return this springI hesitated as to the publication of this portion of what is in effectone complete narrative but eventually decided not to depart from myoriginal purpose There is some reason to believe that the account ofthe work of the Grand Fleet gave the nation a fuller conception of theservices which the officers and men of that force rendered incircumstances which were necessarily not easily appreciated by landsmenThis second volume dealing with the defeat of the enemys submarinecampaign the gravest peril which ever threatened the population of thiscountry as well as of the whole Empire may not be unwelcome as astatement of facts They have been set down in order that the sequenceand significance of events may be understood and that the nation mayappreciate the debt which it owes in particular to the seamen of theRoyal Navy and the Mercantile Marine who kept the seas during theunforgettable days of the intensive campaignThis book therefore gives the outline of the work accomplished by theNavy in combating the unrestricted submarine warfare instituted by theCentral Powers in February 1917 It would have been a labour of love totell at greater length and in more detail how the menace was graduallyovercome by the gallantry endurance and strenuous work of those servingafloat in ships flying the White or the Red Ensigns but I had not thenecessary materials at my disposal for such an exhaustive recordThe volume is consequently largely concerned with the successive stepstaken at the Admiralty to deal with a situation which was alwaysserious and which at times assumed a very grave aspect The ultimateresult of all Naval warfare must naturally rest with those who areserving afloat but it is only just to the Naval officers and others whodid such fine work at the Admiralty in preparing for the sea effortthat their share in the Navys final triumph should be known Thewriting of this book appeared also to be the only way in which I couldshow my keen appreciation of the loyalty and devotion to duty of theNaval Staff of the many clever ingenious and audacious schemesdeveloped and carried through for the destruction of submarines and thesafeguarding of oceanborne trade and of the skilful organization whichbrought into being and managed with such success that great network ofconvoys by which the sea communications of the Allies were kept openThe volume shows how the officers who accompanied me to the Admiraltyfrom the Grand Fleet at the end of 1916 in association with thosealready serving in Whitehall and others who joined in 1917 with thenecessary and valuable assistance of our comrades of the MercantileMarine gradually produced the measures by which the Sea Serviceconquered the gravest danger which has ever faced the EmpireThere were at times inevitable setbacks as the enemy gained experienceof our methods and new ones had then to be devised and we were alwaysmost seriously handicapped by the strain imposed upon the Fleet by ournumerous military and other commitments overseas and by the difficultyof obtaining supplies of material owing to the preoccupation of ourindustries in meeting the needs of our Armies in equipment andmunitions but generally speaking it may be said that in April 1917the losses reached their maximum and that from the following month andonwards the battle was being slowly but gradually won By the end of theyear it was becoming apparent that success was assuredThe volume describes the changes carried out in the Admiralty Stafforganization the position of affairs in regard to submarine warfare inthe early part of 1917 and the numerous antisubmarine measures whichwere,9
+Produced by Suzanne Shell Gary Toffelmire Greg Dunham and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team  The Powers and Maxine  _By CN and AM Williamson_  Author of  The Princess Virginia My Friend the Chauffeur  The Car of Destiny The Princess Passes  Lady Betty Across the Water Etc  Copyright 1907 by CN and AM Williamson  _With Illustrations  By FRANK T MERRILL_  CONTENTS  CHAPTER  I  LISAS KNIGHT AND LISAS SISTER  II LISA LISTENS  III LISA MAKES MISCHIEF  IV IVOR TRAVELS TO PARIS  V  IVOR DOES WHAT HE CAN FOR MAXINE  VI IVOR HEARS THE STORY  VII IVOR IS LATE FOR AN APPOINTMENT  VIII MAXINE ACTS ON THE STAGE AND OFF  IX MAXINE GIVES BACK THE DIAMONDS  X  MAXINE DRIVES WITH THE ENEMY  XI MAXINE OPENS THE GATE FOR A MAN  XII IVOR GOES INTO THE DARK  XIII IVOR FINDS SOMETHING IN THE DARK  XIV DIANA TAKES A MIDNIGHT DRIVE  XV DIANA HEARS NEWS  XVI DIANA UNDERTAKES A STRANGE ERRAND  XVII MAXINE MAKES A BARGAIN  XVIII MAXINE MEETS DIANA  XIX MAXINE PLAYS THE LAST HAND OF THE GAMELISA DRUMMONDS PARTThe Powers and MaxineCHAPTER ILISAS KNIGHT AND LISAS SISTERIt had come at last the moment I had been thinking about for days Iwas going to have him all to myself the only person in the world I everlovedHe had asked me to sit out two dances and that made me think he reallymust want to be with me not just because Im the pretty girlssister but because Im myself Lisa DrummondBeing what I amqueer and plain I cant bear to think that men likegirls for their beauty yet I cant help liking men better if they arehandsomeI dont know if Ivor Dundas is the handsomest man I ever saw but heseems so to me I dont know if he is very good or really verywonderful although hes clever and ambitious enough but he has a waythat makes women fond of him and men admire him too He looks straightinto your eyes when he talks to you as if he cared more for you thananyone else in the world and if I were an artist painting a picture ofa dark young knight starting off for the crusades I should ask IvorDundas to stand as my modelPerhaps his expression wouldnt be exactly right for the pious youngcrusader for it isnt at all saintly really still I have seen justthat rapt sort of look on his face It was generally when he was talkingto Di but I wouldnt let myself believe that it meant anything inparticular He has the reputation of having made lots of women fall inlove with him This was one of the first things I heard when Di and Icame over from America to visit Lord and Lady Mountstuart And of coursethere was the story about him and Maxine de Renzie Everyone was talkingof it when we first arrived in LondonMy heart beat very fast as I guided him into the room which LadyMountstuart has given Di and me for our special den It is separated byanother larger room from the ballroom but both doors were open and wecould see people dancingI told him he might sit by me on the sofa under Dis book shelvesbecause we could talk better there Usually I dont like being in frontof a mirror becausewell because Im only the pretty girls sisterBut tonight I didnt mind My cheeks were red and my eyes brightSitting down you might almost take me for a tall girl and the way mygown was made didnt show that one shoulder is a little higher than theother Di designed the dressI thought if I wasnt pretty I did look interesting and original Ilooked as if I could _think_ of things and as if I could feelAnd I was feeling I was wondering why he had been so good to me latelyunless he cared Of course it might be for Dis sake but I am not soqueerlooking that no man could ever be fascinated by meThey say pity is akin to love Perhaps he had begun by pitying mebecause Di has everything and I nothing and then afterwards he hadfound out that I was intelligent and sympatheticHe sat by me and didnt speak at first Just then Di passed thefaraway open door of the ballroom dancing with Lord Robert West theDuke of Glasgows brotherThank you so much for the book I saidHe had sent me a book that morningone hed heard me say I wantedHe didnt seem to hear and then he turned suddenly with one of hisnice smiles I always think he has the nicest smile in the world andcertainly he has the nicest voice His eyes looked very kind and alittle sad I willed him hard to love meIt made me happy to get it I went onIt made me happy to send it he saidDoes it please you to do things for me I askedWhy of courseYou do like poor little me a tiny bit then I couldnt helpaddingEven though Im different from other girlsPerhaps more for that reason he said with his voice as kind as hiseyesOh what shall I do if you go away I burst out partly because Ireally meant it and partly because I hoped it might lead him on to saywhat I wanted so much to hear Suppose you get that consulship atAlgiersI hope I may he said quickly A consulship isnt a very greatthingbutits a beginning I want it badlyI wish I had some influence with the Foreign Secretary said I nottelling him that the man actually dislikes me and looks at me as if Iwere a toad Of course hes Lord Mountstuarts cousin andbrotherinlaw as well and that makes him seem quite in the familydoesnt it But it isnt as if I were really related to LadyMountstuart I was never sorry before that Di and,11
+Produced by An Anonymous VolunteerTHE RULING PASSIONby Henry van DykeA WRITERS REQUEST OF HIS MASTERLet me never tag a moral to a story nor tell a story without a meaningMake me respect my material so much that I dare not slight my work Helpme to deal very honestly with words and with people because they areboth alive Show me that as in a river so in a writing clearness isthe best quality and a little that is pure is worth more than much thatis mixed Teach me to see the local colour without being blind to theinner light Give me an ideal that will stand the strain of weaving intohuman stuff on the loom of the real Keep me from caring more for booksthan for folks for art than for life Steady me to do my full stint ofwork as well as I can and when that is done stop me pay what wagesThou wilt and help me to say from a quiet heart a grateful AMENPREFACEIn every life worth writing about there is a ruling passionthe verypulse of the machine Unless you touch that you are groping aroundoutside of realitySometimes it is romantic love Natures masterpiece of interestedbenevolence In almost all lives this passion has its season of empireTherefore and rightly it is the favourite theme of the storytellerRomantic love interests almost everybody because almost everybody knowssomething about it or would like to knowBut there are other passions no less real which also have their placeand power in human life Some of them come earlier and sometimes theylast longer than romantic love They play alongside of it and are mixedup with it now checking it now advancing its flow and tingeing it withtheir own colourJust because love is so universal it is often to one of the otherpassions that we must look for the distinctive hue the individualquality of a lifestory Granted if you will that everybody must fallin love or ought to fall in love How will he do it And what willhe do afterwards These are questions not without interest to one whowatches the human drama as a friend The answers depend upon thosehidden and durable desires affections and impulses to which men andwomen give themselves up for rule and guidanceMusic nature children honour strife revenge money pridefriendship loyalty dutyto these objects and others like them thesecret power of personal passion often turns and the life unconsciouslyfollows it as the tides in the sea follow the moon in the skyWhen circumstances cross the ruling passion when rocks lie in the wayand winds are contrary then things happen characters emerge slightevents are significant mere adventures are transformed into a realplot What care I how many hairbreadth scapes and moving accidentsyour hero may pass through unless I know him for a man He is buta puppet strung on wires His kisses are wooden and his wounds bleedsawdust There is nothing about him to remember except his name andperhaps a bit of dialect Kill him or crown himwhat difference doesit makeBut go the other way about your work     Take the least man of all mankind as I      Look at his head and heart find how and why      He differs from his fellows utterlyand now there is something to tell with a meaningIf you tell it at length it is a novela painting If you tell it inbrief it is a short storyan etching But the subject is always thesame the unseen mysterious ruling passion weaving the stuff of humannature into patterns wherein the soul is imaged and revealedTo tell about some of these ruling passions simply clearly andconcretely is what I want to do in this book The characters arechosen for the most part among plain people because their feelingsare expressed with fewer words and greater truth not being costumed forsocial effect The scene is laid on Natures stage because I like to beoutofdoors even when I am trying to think and learning to writeAvalon Princeton July 22 1901CONTENTS     I  A Lover of Music     II  The Reward of Virtue     III  A Brave Heart     IV  The Gentle Life     V  A Friend of Justice     VI  The White Blot     VII  A Year of Nobility     VIII  The Keeper of the LightI A LOVER OF MUSICIHe entered the backwoods village of Bytown literally on the wings of thewind It whirled him along like a big snowflake and dropped him at thedoor of Moodys Sportsmens Retreat as if he were a New Years giftfrom the North Pole His coming seemed a mere chance but perhaps therewas something more in it after all At all events you shall hear ifyou will the time and the manner of his arrivalIt was the last night of December some thirtyfive years ago All thecity sportsmen who had hunted the deer under Bill Moodys direction hadlong since retreated to their homes leaving the little settlementon the border of the Adirondack wilderness wholly under the socialdirection of the nativesThe annual ball was in full swing in the diningroom of the hotel Atone side of the room the tables and chairs were piled up with theirlegs projecting in the air like a thicket of very dead treesThe huge stove in the southeast corner was blushing a rosy red throughits thin coat of whitewash and exhaling a furious dry heat flavouredwith the smell of baked iron At the north end however winter reignedand there were tiny ridges of fine snow on the floor sifted in by thewind through the cracks in the windowframesBut the bouncing girls and the heavyfooted guides and lumbermen whofilled the ballroom did not appear to mind the heat or the cold Theybalanced and sashayed from the tropics to the arctic circle Theyswung at corners and made,1
+Produced by Afra Ullah Leonard D Johnson and PG Distributed ProofreadersPRACTICEBOOKLELAND POWERS SCHOOL1909IN ACKNOWLEDGMENT                                   My gratitude to publishers who have generously permitted the reprinting ofcopyrighted selections I would here publicly express To Little Brown Company I am indebted for the use of the extract called Eloquence whichis taken from a discourse by Daniel Webster to Small Maynard  Companyfor the poem A Conservative taken from a volume by Mrs Gilmanentitled In This Our World to the Lothrop Lee  Shepard Company forthe poems by Mr Burton and to Longmans Green  Company for the extractsfrom the works of John Ruskin The selections from Sill and Emerson areused by permission of and by special arrangement with Houghton Mifflin Company publishers of their worksThe quotations under the headings Exercises for Elemental VocalExpression and Exercises for Transition with a few exceptions aretaken from The Sixth Reader by the late Lewis B Monroe and are herereprinted through the courtesy of the American Book CompanyLELAND POWERSINDEX                                   ACROSS THE FIELDS TO ANNE _Richard Burton_BROOK THE _Alfred Lord Tennyson_CAVALIER TUNES _Robert Browning_   I Give a Rouse  II Boot and SaddleCOLUMBUS _Joaquin Miller_COMING OF ARTHUR THE _Alfred Lord Tennyson_CONSERVATIVE A _Charlotte Perkins Gilman_EACH AND ALL _Ralph Waldo Emerson_ELAINE _Alfred Lord Tennyson_ELOQUENCE _Daniel Webster_EXERCISES FOR ELEMENTAL VOCAL EXPRESSIONEXERCISES FOR TRANSITIONFEZZIWIG BALL THE _Charles Dickens_FIVE LIVES _Edward Rowland Sill_GREEN THINGS GROWING _Dinah Mulock Craik_HERVE RIEL _Robert Browning_IF WE HAD THE TIME _Richard Burton_LADY OF SHALOTT THE _Alfred Lord Tennyson_LAUGHING CHORUS ALIFE AND SONG _Sidney Lanier_LOCHINVAR _Sir Walter Scott_MONT BLANC BEFORE SUNRISE _ST Coleridge_MY LAST DUCHESS _Robert Browning_MY STAR _Robert Browning_PIPPA PASSES Extracts from _Robert Browning_   I Day  II The Years at SpringRHODORA THE _Ralph Waldo Emerson_RING AND THE BOOK THE Extract from _Robert Browning_SCENE FROM DAVID COPPERFIELD I _Charles Dickens_SCENE FROM DAVID COPPERFIELD II _Charles Dickens_SCENE FROM KING HENRY IVFalstaffs Recruits _William Shakespeare_SCENE FROM THE SHAUGHRAUN _Boucicault_SELFRELIANCE _Ralph Waldo Emerson_TALE THEFrom The Two Poets of Croisic _Robert Browning_TRUE USE OF WEALTH THE _John Ruskin_TRUTH AT LAST _Edward Rowland Sill_WORK _John Ruskin_EXERCISES FOR ELEMENTAL VOCAL EXPRESSIONThe exercises under each chapter have _primarily_ the characteristicsof that chapter and _secondarily_ the characteristics of the othertwo chaptersCHAPTER IVITALITYMIND ACTIVITIES DOMINATED BY A CONSCIOUSNESS OF _Power LargenessFreedom Animation Movement_1 Ho strike the flagStaff deep Sir Knightho scatter flowers fair              maids    Ho gunners fire a loud saluteho gallants draw your blades                                   2 Awake Sir King the gates unspar    Rise up and ride both fast and far    The sea flows over bolt and bar                                   3 I would call upon all the true sons of New England to cooperate withthe laws of man and the justice of heaven                                   4 Robert of Sicily brother of Pope Urbane    And Volmond emperor of Allemaine    Apparelled in magnificent attire    With retinue of many a knight and squire    On St Johns eve at vespers proudly sat    And heard the priest chant the Magnificat                                   5 Then the master    With a gesture of command    Waved his hand    And at the word    Loud and sudden there was heard    All around them and below    The sound of hammers blow on blow    Knocking away the shores and spurs    And see she stirs    She startsshe movesshe seems to feel    The thrill of life along her keel    And spurning with her foot the ground    With one exulting joyous bound    She leaps into the oceans arms                                   6 Under his spurning feet the road    Like an arrowy Alpine river flowed    And the landscape sped away behind    Like an ocean flying before the wind                                   7 The wind one morning sprang up from sleep    Saying Now for a frolic now for a leap    Now for a madcap galloping chase    Ill make a commotion in every place,12
+Produced by Distributed ProofreadersMERCY PHILBRICKS CHOICE1876I_To one who found us on a starless nightAll helpless groping in a dangerous wayWhere countless treacherous hidden pitfalls layAnd seeing all our peril flashed a lightTo show to our bewildered blinded sightBy one swift clear and piercing rayThe safe sure pathwhat words could reach the heightOf our great thankfulness And yet at mostThe most he saved was this poor paltry lifeOf flesh which is so little worth its costWhich eager sows but may not stay to reapAnd so soon breathless with the strain and strifeIts work halfdone exhausted falls asleep_II_But unto him who finds mens souls astrayIn night that they know not is night at allWalking with reckless feet where they may fallEach moment into deadlier deaths than slayThe fleshto him whose truth can rend awayFrom such lost souls their moral nights black pallOh unto him what words can hearts recallWhich their deep gratitude finds fit to sayNo words but theseand these to him are bestThat henceforth like a quenchless vestal flameHis words of truth shall burn on Truths pure shrineHis memory be truth worshipped and confessedOur gratitude and love the priestess lineWho serve before Truths altar in his name_Mercy Philbricks ChoiceChapter IIt was late in the afternoon of a November day The sky had worn all daythat pale leaden gray color which is depressing even to the leastsensitive of souls Now at sunset a dull red tint was slowly stealingover the west but the gray cloud was too thick for the sun to pierce andthe struggle of the crimson color with the unyielding sky only made theheavens look more stern and pitiless than beforeStephen White stood with his arms folded leaning on the gate which shutoff but seemed in no wise to separate the front yard of the house inwhich he lived from the public highway There is something always patheticin the attempt to enforce the idea of seclusion and privacy by building afence around houses only ten or twelve feet away from the public road andonly forty or fifty feet from each other Rows of picketed palings andgates with latches and locks seem superfluous when the passerby canlook if he likes into the very centre of your sittingroom and yourneighbors on the right hand and on the left can overhear every word yousay on a summer night where windows are openOne cannot walk through the streets of a New England village withoutbeing impressed by a sense of this futile semblance of barrier thistouching effort at withdrawal and reticence Often we see the tacitrecognition of its uselessness in an old gate shoved back to its farthestand left standing so till the very grass roots have embanked themselves oneach side of it and it can never again be closed without digging away thesods in which it is wedged The gate on which Stephen White was leaninghad stood open in that way for years before Stephen rented the house hadstood open in fact ever since old Billy Jacobs the owner of the househad been carried out of it dead in a coffin so wide that at first thebearers had thought it could not pass through the gate but by huddlingclose three at the head and three at the feet they managed to tug theheavy old man through without taking down the palings This was so longago that now there was nobody left who remembered Billy Jacobs distinctlyexcept his widow who lived in a poor little house on the outskirts of thetown her only income being that derived from the renting of the largehouse in which she had once lived in comfort with her husband and sonThe house was a double house and for a few years Billy Jacobss twinbrother a sea captain had lived in the other half of it But Mrs Billycould not abide Mrs John and so with a big heart wrench the twobrothers who loved each other as only twin children can love hadseparated Captain John took his wife and went to sea again The ship wasnever heard of and to the day of Billy Jacobss death he never forgavehis wife In his heart he looked upon her as his brothers murderer Verymuch like the perpetual presence of a ghost under her roof it must havebeen to the woman also the unbroken silence of those untenanted roomsand that never opened door on the left side of her hall which she mustpass whenever she went in or out of her house There were those who saidthat she was never seen to look towards that door and that whenever anoise as of a rat in the wall or a blind creaking in the wind came fromthat side of the house Mrs Billy turned white and shuddered Well shemight It is a fearful thing to have lying on ones heart in this life theconsciousness that one has been ever so innocently the occasion if notthe cause of a fellowcreatures turning aside into the path which wasdestined to take him to his deathThe very next day after Billy Jacobss funeral his widow left the houseShe sold all the furniture except what was absolutely necessary for avery meagre outfitting of the little cottage into which she moved Themiserly habit of her husband seemed to have suddenly fallen on her like amantle Her life shrank and dwindled in every possible way she almoststarved herself and her boy although the rent of her old homestead wasquite enough to make them comfortable In a few years to complete thepoor womans misery her son ran away and went to sea The seafarersstories which his Uncle John had told him when he was a little childhad never left his mind and the drearier his mother made life for him onland the more longingly he dwelt on his fancies of life at sea till atlast when he was only fifteen he disappeared one day leaving a notenot for his mother but for his Sundayschool teacherthe only humanbeing he loved This young woman carried the note to Mrs Jacobs She readit made no comment,13
+Produced by Jonathan Ingram Tapio Riikonen and PG DistributedProofreadersA COLLECTION OF OLD ENGLISH PLAYS VOL IIIIn Four VolumesEdited byAH BULLEN18821889CONTENTSPrefaceSir Gyles GoosecappeThe Wisdome of Dr DodypollThe Distracted EmperorThe Tryall of ChevalryFootnotesPREFACEI have not been able to give in the present volume the unpublished playof Heywoods to which I referred in the Preface to Vol I When I cameto transcribe the play I found myself baffled by the villanous scrawlBut I hope that with the assistance of some expert in old handwritingI may succeed in procuring an accurate transcript of the piece for thefourth volumeOne of the plays here presented to the reader is printed for the firsttime and the others have not been reprinted I desire to thank ALFREDHENRY HUTH Esq for the loan of books from his magnificent collectionIt is pleasant to acknowledge an obligation when the favour has beenbestowed courteously and ungrudgingly To my friend FG FLEAY Esq Icannnot adequately express my gratitude for the great trouble that hehas taken in reading all the proofsheets and for his many valuablesuggestions Portions of the former volume were not seen by him in theproof and to this cause must be attributed the presence of some slightbut annoying misprints One serious fault not a misprint occurs in thefirst scene of the first Act of _Barnavelts Tragedy_ p 213 In themargin of the corrected proof opposite the lines    And you shall find that the desire of glory    Was the last frailty wise men ere putt ofI wrote    That last infirmity of noble mindsa misquotation from _Lycidas_ The words were written in pencil andenclosed in brackets I was merely drawing Mr FLEAYS attention to thesimilarity of expression between Miltons words and the playwrightsbut by some unlucky chance my marginal pencilling was imported into thetext I now implore the reader to expunge the line On p 116 l 12 inthe same volume for _with_ read _witt_ p 125 l 2 for _He_ read_Ile_ p 128 l 18 for _pardue_ read _perdue_ p 232 for _Is_ read_In_ p 272 l 3 for _baste_ read _haste_ p 336 l 6 the speakershould evidently be not _Do_ the reading of the MS but _Sis_ and_noble Sir Richard_ should be _noble Sir Francis_ p 422 l 12 delcomma between _Gaston_ and _Paris_ Some literal errors may perhapsstill have escaped me but such words as _anottomye_ for _anatomy_ or_dietie_ for _deity_ must not be classed as misprints They arerecognised though erroneous forms and instances of their occurrencewill be given in the Index to Vol IV5 WILLOW ROAD HAMPSTEAD NWJanuary 24 1884INTRODUCTION TO SIR GYLES GOOSECAPPEThis clever though somewhat tedious comedy was published anonymouslyin 1606 There is no known dramatic writer of that date to whom it couldbe assigned with any great degree of probability The comic portionshows clearly the influence of Ben Jonson and there is much to remindone of Lylys courtcomedies In the serious scenes the philosophisingand moralising at one time expressed in language of inarticulateobscurity and at another attaining clear and dignified utterancesuggest a study of Chapman The unknown writer might have taken as hismotto a passage in the dedication of Ovids _Banquet of Sense_Obscurity in affection of words and indigested conceits is pedanticaland childish but where it shroudeth itself in the heart of his subjectuttered with fitness of figure and expressive epithets with thatdarkness will I still labour to be shrouded Chapmans _GentlemanUsher_ was published in the same year as _Sir Gyles Goosecappe_ and Iventure to think that in a passage of Act III Scene II our authorhad in his mind the exquisite scene between the wounded Strozza and hiswife Cynanche In Strozzas discourse on the joys of marriage occurthese lines    If he lament she melts herselfe in teares    If he be glad she triumphs if he stirre    She moons his way in all things his _sweete Ape_The charming fitness of the expression sweet ape would impress anycapable reader I cannot think that by mere accident the anonymouswriter lighted on the same words    Doe women bring no helpe of soule to men    Why friend they either are mens soules themselves    Or the most witty imitatrixes of them    Or prettiest _sweet apes_ of humane soulesFrom a reference to Queen Elizabeth in Act I Scene I it is clearthat _Sir Gyles Goosecappe_ was written not later than 1603 The lines Ihave quoted may have been added later or our author may have seen the_Gentleman Usher_ in manuscriptChapmans influence is again _me judice_ apparent in the eloquent butsomewhat strained language of such a passage as the following    Alas my noble Lord he is not rich    Nor titles hath nor in his tender cheekes    The standing lake of _Impudence_ corrupts    Hath nought in all the world nor nought wood have    To grace him in the prostituted light    But if a man wood consort with a soule    Where all mans sea of gall and bitternes    Is quite evaporate with her holy flames    And in whose powers a Dovelike innocence    Fosters her own deserts and life and death    Runnes hand in hand before them all the skies    Cleare and transparent to her piercing eyes    Then wood my friend be something but till then    A _cipher_ nothing or the worst of men_Sir Gyles Goosecappe_ is the work of one who had chosen the fallentissemita vitae who was more at home in Academic cloisters than in thecrowded highways of the world None of the characters bears anyimpression of having been drawn from actual life The plot is of thethinnest possible texture but the fire of verbal quibbles is kept upwith lively ingenuity and plenty of merriment may be drawn from thehumours of,14
+Produced by David WidgerSHIPS COMPANYBy WW JacobsFRIENDS IN NEEDR Joseph Gibbs finished his halfpint in the private bar of the Red Lionwith the slowness of a man unable to see where the next was coming fromand placing the mug on the counter filled his pipe from a small paperof tobacco and shook his head slowly at his companionsFirst Ive ad since ten oclock this morning he said in a hardvoiceCheer up said Mr George BrownIt cant go on for ever said Bob Kidd encouraginglyAll I ask foris work said Mr Gibbs impressively  Not slaverymind yer but workIts rather difficult to distinguish said Mr BrownSpecially for some people added Mr KiddGo on said Mr Gibbs gloomily  Go on  Stand a man arf a pint andthen go and hurt is feelings  Twice yesterday I wondered to myself whatit would feel like to make a hole in the waterLots o chaps do do it said Mr Brown musinglyAnd leave their wives and families to starve said Mr Gibbs icilyVery often the wife is better off said his friend  Its one mouthless for her to feed  Besides she genrally gets something  When poreold Bill went they ad a Friendly Lead at the Kings Head and got hismissis pretty nearly seventeen poundsAnd I believe wed get more than that for your old woman said MrKidd  Theres no kids and she could keep erself easy  Not that Iwant to encourage you to make away with yourselfMr Gibbs scowled and tilting his mug peered gloomily into theinteriorJoe wont make no ole in the water said Mr Brown wagging his headIf it was beer nowMr Gibbs turned and drawing himself up to five feet three surveyed thespeaker with an offensive stareI dont see why he need make a ole in anything said Mr Kidd slowlyIt ud do just as well if we said he ad  Then we could pass the hatround and share itDivide it into three halves and each ave one said Mr Brown noddingbut ow is it to be doneAve some more beer and think it over said Mr Kidd pale withexcitement  Three pints pleaseHe and Mr Brown took up their pints and nodded at each other  MrGibbs toying idly with the handle of his eyed them carefully  MindIm not promising anything he said slowly  Understand I aintacommitting of myself by drinking this ere pintYou leave it to me Joe said Mr KiddMr Gibbs left it to him after a discussion in which pints played apersuasive part with the result that Mr Brown sitting in the same barthe next evening with two or three friends was rudely disturbed by thecyclonic entrance of Mr Kidd who dripping with water sank on a benchand breathed heavilyWhats up  Whats the matter  demanded several voicesIts Joepoor Joe Gibbs said Mr Kidd  I was on Smiths wharfshifting that lighter to the next berth and o course Joe must comeaboard to help  He was shoving her off with is foot whenHe broke off and shuddered and accepting a mug of beer pending thearrival of some brandy that a sympathizer had ordered drank it slowlyIt all appened in a flash he said looking round  By the time I adrun round to his end he was just going down for the third time  I hungover the side and grabbed at im and his collar and tie came off in myhand  Nearly went in I didHe held out the collar and tie and approving notice was taken of thefact that he was soaking wet from the top of his head to the middlebutton of his waistcoatPore chap  said the landlord leaning over the bar  He was in ereonly arf an hour ago standing in this very barWell hes ad his last drop o beer said a carman in a chastenedvoiceThats more than anybody can say said the landlord sharply  I neverheard anything against the man hes led a good life so far as I knowand ow can we tell that he wont ave beerHe made Mr Kidd a present of another small glass of brandyHe didnt leave any family did he he inquired as he passed it overOnly a wife said Mr Kidd and whos to tell that pore soul I dontknow  She fair doated on im  Ow shes to live I dont know  I shalldo what I can for erSame ere said Mr Brown in a deep voiceSomething ought to be done for er said the carman as he went outFirst thing is to tell the police said the landlord  They ought toknow then praps one of themll tell her  Its what theyre paid forIts so awfully sudden  I dont know where I am ardly said Mr KiddI dont believe shes got a pennypiece in the ouse  Pore Joe ad alot o pals  I wonder whether we couldnt get up something for herGo round and tell the police first said the landlord pursing up hislips thoughtfully  We can talk about that later onMr Kidd thanked him warmly and withdrew accompanied by Mr BrownTwenty minutes later they left the station considerably relieved at thematteroffact way in which the police had received the tidings andhurrying across London Bridge made their way towards a small figuresupporting its back against a post in the Borough marketWell  said Mr Gibbs snappishly as he turned at the sound of theirfootstepsItll be all right Joe said Mr Kidd  Weve sowed the seedSowed the wot  demanded the otherMr Kidd explainedHo  said Mr Gibbs  An while your precious seed is acoming up wotam I to do  Wot about my comfortable ome  Wot about my bed and grubHis two friends looked at each other uneasily  In the excitement of thearrangements they had for gotten these things and a long and sometimespainful experience of Mr Gibbs showed them only too plainly where theywere driftingYoull,15
+Produced by Andrew Heath Joshua Hutchinson and the Online DistributedProofreading TeamFOR LUNCHEONAND SUPPER GUESTS                                   TEN MENUSMORE THAN ONE HUNDRED RECIPES                                   SUITABLE FOR COMPANY LUNCHEONSSUNDAY NIGHT SUPPERS AFTERNOON PARTIESAUTOMOBILE PICNICS EVENING SPREADSAND FOR TEA ROOMS LUNCH ROOMSCOFFEE SHOPS AND MOTOR INNS                                   BYALICE BRADLEYPRINCIPAL OF MISS FARMERS SCHOOL OF COOKERYAUTHOR OF THE CANDY COOK BOOK AND COOKING FOR PROFIT                                   WHITCOMB  BARROWSBOSTON 1923                                   DEDICATEDTO THE THOUSANDS OF WOMEN WHO LIKE TO ENTERTAIN THEIR FRIENDSAND PREPARE FOR THEM SOMETHING NEW AND DELICIOUS TO EAT                                   INTRODUCTIONMeals of many courses are neither practical nor popular with the modernhostess For a company luncheon or supper it is not necessary to servemore than a hot dish a salad a biscuit or sandwich a dessert and abeverage A first course and a relish may be provided if desiredSUNDAY NIGHT SUPPERSThe following menus were arranged especially as Sunday night suppersbut they are equally suitable for midday luncheons or high teas Many ofthe dishes will be found desirable for afternoon teas or eveningspreads and for use in tea and lunch rooms and for automobile picnicsPRELIMINARY PREPARATIONSPreparations for Sunday night suppers should be made on Saturday as faras possible For a luncheon it is a help to have some things done theday before For picnics and parties much must be done in advance As anaid to the hostess we have listed after each menu what these preliminarypreparations may beCOOKING AT THE TABLEMany of the hot dishes may be prepared in a chafing dish or on anelectric grill For these much of the measuring may be done in advancethe ingredients being put in small dishes on a tray Coffee and tea maybe made at the table with electric appliancesSANDWICHES AND BISCUITSSandwiches may be made and wrapped first in dry cheesecloth then indamp cheesecloth and placed in a covered crock some hours before ameal The hot biscuits may be replaced by rolls or bread and butter ifdesiredAUTOMOBILE PICNICSFor picnics the beverages and hot dishes may be prepared at home andcarried in thermos food jars The cold dishes may be packed in a smallportable refrigerator The biscuits sandwiches cakes and cookiesshould be carefully wrapped in wax paper and packed in boxes Ice creamsmay be taken in the freezer Hot sandwiches and bacon may be cooked overthe coals or on a portable oil or alcohol stove In some menus it may bedesirable to omit or modify a few of the dishes if food is to becarried several milesMARKET ORDERSSupplies for use on Sunday evening should of course be purchased onSaturday To prevent any mistakes in ordering we have listed under eachmenu the foodstuffs that will be required Supplies that are usuallykept on hand are not listed as  Baking powder  Cayenne  Cornstarch  Bread flour  Pastry flour  Molasses  Mustard  Paprika  Pepper  Rock salt  Table salt  Granulated sugar  Soda  Spices whole and ground  Table sauce  Vanilla  VinegarHOW TO BUYSome things are listed in the market orders that many people always haveon hand This is for the benefit of those who do not prepare all theirmeals and have little space for seldom used supplies As far as feasiblethe amounts of material in the market orders are such as could bepurchased They may differ somewhat from the amounts called for in therecipes thus leaving some foodstuff on hand In many cases it may bemore economical to purchase in larger quantities than those given Insome cases smaller amounts are called for than can be purchased asonehalf can or onefourth cup in case supplies on hand are adequatewithout purchasing more than required Butter only is given in themarket orders In cooking margarine lard and other shortenings may beused instead if preferredMEASUREMENTSIn all recipes measurements are made level Measuring cups divided intothirds and quarters are used and tea and table measuring spoons Cupsof dry material are filled to overflowing by putting the material intothe cup with a tablespoon and are then leveled off with a knife Teaand tablespoons are filled heaping with dry material and then leveledoff with a knife Flour should be sifted once before measuringRECIPES AND MENUSThe recipes are planned to serve eight persons Most of them may bedivided for a smaller partyThe average cost of the menus is fifty cents per person Some of thedishes may be made less expensive and rich by substituting milk forcream and by other substitutions and omissions that will suggestthemselves to the resourceful hostess Many types of dishes are givenMany variations are possibleIn some menus a choice of dishes is suggested A few recipes are giventhat are not called for in the menus These are usually to show how toutilize in a different way something for which a recipe is given or touse in another meal some foodstuff left from a recipeThese recipes and,16
+Produced by Juliet Sutherland Sjaani and the Online DistributedProofreading TeamGREAT POSSESSIONSBy David GraysonCHAPTER ITHE WELLFLAVOURED EARTHSweet as Eden is the air  And Edensweet the rayNo Paradise is lost for themWho foot by branching root and stemAnd lightly with the woodland share  The change of night and dayFor these many years since I have lived here in the country I have hadit in my mind to write something about the odour and taste of thiswellflavoured earth The fact is both the sense of smell and the senseof taste have been shabbily treated in the amiable rivalry of thesenses Sight and hearing have been the swift and nimble brothers andsight especially the tricky Jacob of the family is keen upon thebusiness of seizing the entire inheritance while smell like hairyEsau comes late to the blessing hungry from the hills and willing totrade its inheritance for a mess of pottageI have always had a kind of errant love for the improvident andadventurous Esaus of the Earth I think they smell a wilder fragrancethan I do and taste sweeter things and I have thought therefore ofbeginning a kind of fragrant autobiography a chronicle of all the goododours and flavours that ever I have had in my lifeAs I grow older a curious feeling comes often to me in the spring asit comes this spring more poignantly than ever before a sense of thetemporariness of all things the swiftness of life the sadness of abeauty that vanishes so soon and I long to lay hold upon it as itpasses by all the handles that I can I would not only see it and hearit but I would smell it and taste it and touch it and all with a newkind of intensity and eagernessHarriet says I get more pleasure out of the smell of my supper than Iget out of the supper itselfI never need to ring for you says she but only open the kitchendoor In a few minutes Ill see you straighten up lift your head sniffa little and come straight for the houseThe odour of your suppers Harriet I said after a day in thefields would lure a man out of purgatoryMy father before me had a singularly keen nose I remember well when Iwas a boy and drove with him in the wild North Country often throughmiles of unbroken forest how he would sometimes break a long silencelift his head with sudden awareness and say to meDavid I smell open fieldsIn a few minutes we were sure to come to a settlers cabin a log barnor a clearing Among the free odours of the forest he had caught afaroff the common odours of the work of manWhen we were tramping or surveying in that country I have seen him stopsuddenly draw in a long breath and remarkMarshes or A stream yonderPart of this strange keenness of sense often noted by those who knewthat sturdy old cavalryman may have been based as so many of ourtalents are upon a defect My father gave all the sweet sounds of theworld the voices of his sons the songs of his daughters to help freethe Southern slaves He was deafIt is well known that when one sense is defective the others fly to therescue and my fathers singular development of the sense of smell mayhave been due in part to this defect though I believe it to have beento a far larger degree a native gift Me had a downright good nose Allhis life long he enjoyed with more than ordinary keenness the odour offlowers and would often pick a sprig of wild rose and carry it alongwith him in his hand sniffing at it from time to time and he loved thelilac as I do after him To ill odours he was not less sensitive andwas impatient of rats in the barn and could smell them among otherodours the moment the door was opened He always had a peculiarsensitiveness to the presence of animals as of dogs cats muskratscattle horses and the like and would speak of them long before he hadseen them or could know that they were aboutI recall once on a wild Northern lake when we were working along theshore in a boat how he stopped suddenly and exclaimedDavid do you hear anythingfor I a boy was ears for him in thosewilderness placesNo Father What is itIndiansAnd sure enough in a short time I heard the barking of their dogs andwe came soon upon their camp where I remember they were drying deermeat upon a frame of poplar poles over an open fire He told me that thesmoky smell of the Indians tanned buckskin parched wild rice and thelike were odours that carried far and could not be mistakenMy father had a big hooked nose with long narrow nostrils I supposethat this has really nothing to do with the matter although I havecome after these many years to look with a curious interest uponpeoples noses since I know what a vehicle of delight they often areMy own nose is nothing to speak of good enough as noses gobut I thinkI inherited from my father something of the power of enjoyment he hadfrom that sense though I can never hope to become the accomplishedsmeller he wasI am moved to begin this chronicle because of my joy this morningearlya May morningjust after sunrise when the shadows lay longand blue to the west and the dew was still on the grass and I walked inthe pleasant spaces of my garden It was so stillso stillthatbirds afar off could be heard singing and once through the crystal aircame the voice of a neighbour calling his cows But the sounds and thesilences the fair sights of meadow and hill I soon put aside for thelilacs were in bloom and the bushhoneysuckles and the strawberriesThough no movement of the air was perceptible the lilacs well knew theway of the wind for if I stood to the north of them the odour was lessrich and free,17
+HE Marshall English LiteratureChapter I           IN THE LISTENING TIMEChapter II          THE STORY OF THE CATTLE RAID OF COOLEYChapter III         ONE OF THE SORROWS OF STORYTELLINGChapter IV          THE STORY OF A LITERARY LIEChapter V           THE STORY OF FINGALChapter VI          ABOUT SOME OLD WELSH STORIES AND STORYTELLERSChapter VII         HOW THE STORY OF ARTHUR WAS WRITTEN IN ENGLISHChapter VIII        THE BEGINNING OF THE READING TIMEChapter IX          THE PASSING OF ARTHURChapter X           THE ADVENTURES OF AN OLD ENGLISH BOOKChapter XI          THE STORY OF BEOWULFChapter XII         THE FATHER OF ENGLISH SONGChapter XIII        HOW CAEDMON SANG AND HOW HE FELL ONCE MORE ON SILENCEChapter XIV         THE FATHER OF ENGLISH HISTORYChapter XV          HOW ALFRED THE GREAT FOUGHT WITH HIS PENChapter XVI         WHEN ENGLISH SLEPTChapter XVII        THE STORY OF HAVELOK THE DANEChapter XVIII       ABOUT SOME SONG STORIESChapter XIX         PIERS THE PLOUGHMANChapter XX          PIERS THE PLOUGHMAN  continuedChapter XXI         HOW THE BIBLE CAME TO THE PEOPLEChapter XXII        CHAUCERBREAD AND MILK FOR CHILDRENChapter XXIII       CHAUCERTHE CANTERBURY TALESChapter XXIV        CHAUCERAT THE TABARD INNChapter XXV         THE FIRST ENGLISH GUIDEBOOKChapter XXVI        BARBOURTHE BRUCE THE BEGINNINGS OF A STRUGGLEChapter XXVII       BARBOURTHE BRUCE THE END OF THE STRUGGLEChapter XXVIII      A POET KINGChapter XXIX        THE DEATH OF THE POET KINGChapter XXX         DUNBARTHE WEDDING OF THE THISTLE AND THE ROSEChapter XXXI        AT THE SIGN OF THE RED PALEChapter XXXII       ABOUT THE BEGINNING OF THE THEATERChapter XXXIII      HOW THE SHEPHERDS WATCHED THEIR FLOCKSChapter XXXIV       THE STORY OF EVERYMANChapter XXXV        HOW A POET COMFORTED A GIRLChapter XXXVI       THE RENAISSANCEChapter XXXVII      THE LAND OF NOWHEREChapter XXXVIII     THE DEATH OF SIR THOMAS MOREChapter XXXIX       HOW THE SONNET CAME TO ENGLANDChapter XL          THE BEGINNING OF BLANK VERSEChapter XLI         SPENSERTHE SHEPHERDS CALENDARChapter XLII        SPENSERTHE FAERY QUEENChapter XLIII       SPENSERHIS LAST DAYSChapter XLIV        ABOUT THE FIRST THEATERSChapter XLV         SHAKESPEARETHE BOYChapter XLVI        SHAKESPEARETHE MANChapter LXVII       SHAKESPEARETHE MERCHANT OF VENICEChapter XLVIII      JONSONEVERY MAN IN HIS HUMOURChapter XLIX        JONSONTHE SAD SHEPHERDChapter L           RALEIGHTHE REVENGEChapter LI          RALEIGHTHE HISTORY OF THE WORLDChapter LII         BACONNEW WAYS OF WISDOMChapter LIII        BACONTHE HAPPY ISLANDChapter LIV         ABOUT SOME LYRIC POETSChapter LV          HERBERTTHE PARSON POETChapter LVI         HERRICK AND MARVELLOF BLOSSOMS AND BOWERSChapter LVII        MILTONSIGHT AND GROWTHChapter LVIII       MILTONDARKNESS AND DEATHChapter LIX         BUNYANTHE PILGRIMS PROGRESSChapter LX          DRYDENTHE NEW POETRYChapter LXI         DEFOETHE FIRST NEWSPAPERSChapter LXII        DEFOEROBINSON CRUSOEChapter LXIII       SWIFTTHE JOURNAL TO STELLAChapter LXIV        SWIFTGULLIVERS TRAVELSChapter LXV         ADDISONTHE SPECTATORChapter LXVI        STEELETHE SOLDIER AUTHORChapter LXVII       POPETHE RAPE OF THE LOCKChapter LXVIII      JOHNSONDAYS OF STRUGGLEChapter LXIX        JOHNSONTHE END OF THE JOURNEYChapter LXX         GOLDSMITHTHE VAGABONDChapter LXXI        GOLDSMITHTHE VICAR OF WAKEFIELDChapter LXXII       BURNSTHE PLOWMAN POETChapter LXXIII      COWPERTHE TASKChapter LXXIV       WORDSWORTHTHE POET OF NATUREChapter LXXV        WORDSWORTH AND COLERIDGETHE LAKE POETSChapter LXXVI       COLERIDGE AND SOUTHEYSUNSHINE AND SHADOWChapter LXXVII      SCOTTTHE AWAKENING OF ROMANCEChapter LXXVIII     SCOTTTHE WIZARD OF THE NORTHChapter LXXIX,18
+Produced by Robert Connal and PG Distributed Proofreaders from imagesgenerously made available by the Canadian Institute for HistoricalMicroreproductionsLETTERS AND JOURNALS OFJAMES EIGHTH EARL OF ELGINGOVERNOR OF JAMAICA GOVERNORGENERAL OF CANADAENVOY TO CHINA VICEROY OF INDIAEDITED BY THEODORE WALROND CBWITH A PREFACE BY ARTHUR PENRHYN STANLEY DDDEAN OF WESTMINSTERPREFACEHaving been consulted by the family and friends of the late Lord Elgin asto the best mode of giving to the world some record of his life andhaving thus contracted a certain responsibility in the work now laidbefore the public I have considered it my duty to prefix a few words byway of Preface to the following pagesOn Lord Elgins death it was thought that a career intimately connectedwith so many critical points in the history of the British Empire andcontaining in itself so much of intrinsic interest ought not to be leftwithout an enduring memorial The need of this was the more felt becauseLord Elgin was prevented by the peculiar circumstances of his publiccourse from enjoying the familiar recognition to which he would else havebeen entitled amongst his contemporaries in England For if I may usethe words which I have employed on a former occasion it is one of thesad consequences of a statesmans life spent like his in the constantservice of his country on arduous foreign missions that in his own landin his own circle almost in his own home his place is occupied byothers his very face is forgotten he can maintain no permanent ties withthose who rule the opinion or obtain the mastery of the day he hasidentified himself with no existing party he has made himself felt innone of those domestic and personal struggles which attract the attentionand fix the interest of the  many who contribute in large measure to formthe public opinion of the time For twenty years the few intervals of LordElgins residence in these islands were to be counted not by years but bymonths and the majority of those who might be reckoned amongst hisfriends and acquaintances remembered him chiefly as the eager andaccomplished Oxford student at Christ Church or at MertonThe materials for supplying this blank were in some respects abundantBesides the official despatches and other communications which had passedbetween himself and the Home Government during his successive absences inJamaica Canada China and India he had in the two latter positions keptup a constant correspondence almost of the nature of a journal with LadyElgin which combines with his reflections on public events the expressionof his more personal feelings and thus reveals not only his own genialand affectionate nature but also indicates something of that singularlypoetic and philosophic turn of mind that union of grace and power whichhad his course lain in the more tranquil walks of life would haveachieved no mean place amongst English thinkers and writersThese materials his family at my suggestion committed to my friend MrTheodore Walrond whose sound judgment comprehensive views and officialexperience are known to many besides myself and who seemed not lessfitted to act as interpreter to the public at large of such a life andcharacter because not having been personally acquainted with Lord Elginor connected with any of the public transactions recorded in the followingpages he was able to speak with the sobriety of calm appreciation ratherthan the warmth of personal attachment In this spirit he kindlyundertook in the intervals of constant public occupations to select fromthe vast mass of materials placed at his disposal such extracts as mostvividly brought out the main features of Lord Elgins career adding suchillustrations as could be gleaned from private or published documents orfrom the remembrance of friends If the work has unavoidably been delayedbeyond the expected term yet it is hoped that the interest in those greatcolonial dependencies for which Lord Elgin laboured has not diminishedwith the lapse of years It is believed also that there is no time when itwill not be good for his countrymen to have brought before them thosestatesmanlike gifts which accomplished the successful accommodation of amore varied series of novel and entangled situations than has perhapsfallen to the lot of any other public man within our own memoryEspecially might be named that rare quality of a strong overruling senseof the justice due from man to man from nation to nation thatcombination of speculative and practical ability so wrote one who haddeep experience of his mind which peculiarly fitted him to solve theproblem how the subject races of a civilised empire are to be governedthat firm courageous and farsighted confidence in the triumph of thoseliberal and constitutional principles in the best sense of the wordwhich having secured the greatness of England were in his judgmentalso applicable under other forms to the difficult circumstances of newcountries and diverse timesIt is a singular coincidence said Lord Elgin in a speech at Benares afew months before his end that three successive GovernorsGeneral ofIndia should have stood towards each other in the relationship ofcontemporary friends Lord Dalhousie when named to the government ofIndia was the youngest man who had ever been appointed to a situation ofsuch high responsibility and trust Lord Canning was in the prime of lifeand I if I am not already on the decline am nearer to the verge of itthan either of my contemporaries who have preceded me When I was leavingEngland for India Lord Ellenborough who is now alas the only survivingexGovernorGeneral said to me You are not a very old man but dependupon it you will find yourself by far the oldest man in India To thatmournful catalogue was added his own name within the brief space of oneyear and now a fourth not indeed bound to the others by ties of personalor political friendship but like in energetic discharge of his duties andin the prime of usefulness in which he was cut off has fallen by a fateyet more untimelyThese tragical incidents invest the high office to which such preciouslives have been sacrificed with a new and solemn interest There issomething especially pathetic when the gallant vessel as it were goesdown within very,4
+Produced by Internet Archive University of Florida Children DavidGarcia and the Online Distributed Proofreading TeamJESUS SAYS SO                                   BOSTONMASS SABBATH SCHOOL SOCIETYDepository No 13 Cornhill1851Illustration FrontispieceJESUS SAYS SOORA MEMORIAL OF LITTLESARAH GFROM THE LONDON EDITION_Approved by the Committee of Publication_BOSTONMASS SABBATH SCHOOL SOCIETYDepository No 13 Cornhill1851JESUS SAYS SOSarah G was one of several children living with their parents in anarrow lane in London Early in the year 1847 Sarahs father had metwith a serious accident and was then in the hospital where he remainedfor many weeks a severe sufferer Sarah and her brothers deprived ofthe usual means of support and their mother being in constantattendance on her husband were consequently often left in greatnecessity More than once have these little ones been known to reach thehour of four or five in the afternoon before taking any food butamidst all their privations no complaint was heard from the lips ofSarah It was not known until after her death how silently yet howpowerfully the Spirit of God was even at this time working in herheartThere was nothing particularly attractive in her appearance quiet andunobtrusive she seemed to the outward observer like most otherchildren but the Lord seeth not as man seeth The Great Shepherd ofthe sheep had his eye on this little lamb of the fold and marked herfor his own At home she was gentle and affectionate obedient to herparents and during their absence she watched kindly over her littlebrothersHer poor family tasted largely of the cup of sorrow but poverty anddistress instead of producing impatience and unkindness seemed to bindeach one more closely to the other They experienced the truth of thosewords Better is a dinner of herbs where love is than a stalled ox andhatred therewith Prov 1517 Better is a dry morsel and quietnesstherewith than a house full of sacrifices with strife Prov 171The death of her youngest brother appeared to make a strong impressionon Sarahs mind she said she liked to think she had a brother inheaven Soon after that event she was admitted into a Sabbath schooland it was her delight in the week to prepare her lessons Sunday issuch a happy day she would say and on that morning she would riseearlier than usual to get ready for schoolA little circumstance which occurred at this time marked hertenderness of conscience A new bonnet had been promised to her but notarriving at the time she had hoped her disappointment was so great thatshe shed many tears This was mentioned to a friend who talked to herabout it Sarah made no remark at the time but afterwards she said toher mother I did not know before that it was wrong to cry when we weredisappointed I will try not to do so again and in the evening herfather overheard her begging God to forgive her pride and fretting aboutthe bonnetAnother feature in Sarahs character may be here noticed this was herlove of truth She has never deceived me was her mothers frequentremark I cannot remember a single instance of untruth _even inplay_ and perhaps this truthfulness of spirit enabled her the morereadily to trust the word of another She promised me Sarah wouldsay and on the promise she would ever rest in all the sweet dependenceof a child Surely this may speak a word to those professing to be thefollowers of Him who keepeth his promise for everthe covenantkeepingGod How lightly are promises often made how carelessly andthoughtlessly brokenSarah was only permitted to attend the Sabbath school for a few weeksHer health and strength failed and soon she was confined to her roomthen to her bed which she scarcely left for several months But now thework of God within her became more evident It was a pleasant service tosit by the bed of this young disciple and read and talk with her of aSaviours love She said but little except in answer to questions buther bright and happy countenance showed how welcome was the subject Whothat witnessed her simple childlike faith would not acknowledge thefruit of the Spirits teaching It was the more apparent as she had butlittle help from man and few outward advantages not even being able toread but she treasured up in her mind all she heard and it was as foodto her soul the joy and rejoicing of her heartAt an early period of her illness a violent attack of pain andpalpitation of the heart made her think she was dying and she told hermother so adding But I am not afraid I am so happy What makes youso happy was asked Because I am going to heaven and when I pray toJesus my heart seems lifted up But Sarah do you think your sinsforgiven Yes mother I am sure so What makes you so sureBecause _Jesus says so_Jesus saysthis was ever the ground of her confidence and proved toall around her the Saviours oftrepeated lessonWhosoever shall notreceive the kingdom of God as a little child shall in no wise enterthereinSarah lingered many weeks after this Her mind was full of peace as shelay on her sick bed no shade of fear passed over her all was sunshinewithin This one happy thought filled her mindJesus loves me I amgoing to heavenA friend wishing to find out on what her hopes of happiness rested andif she had a real sense of sin said to her You talk much of going toheaven tell me do you deserve to go there Oh no was her replyI do not deserve it Why not In a solemn tone she answeredBecause I have sinned It was remarked How then can you go thereHeaven is such a holy place no sin can enter there With the brightestsmile she quietly replied Ah but Jesus says he will wash away all mysin and make my soul quite white and,19
+Produced by Afra Ullah and PG Distributed ProofreadersBRITAIN AT BAYBYSPENSER WILKINSONNew York1909TO MY CHILDRENCONTENTSCHAPTERI THE NATION AND THE PARTIESII DEFEATIII FORCE AND RIGHTIV ARBITRATION AND DISARMAMENTV THE NATIONALISATION OF WARVI THE BALANCE OF POWERVII THE RISE OF GERMANYVIII NATIONHOOD NEGLECTEDIX NEW CONDITIONSX DYNAMICSTHE QUESTION OF MIGHTXI POLICYTHE QUESTION OF RIGHTXII THE NATIONXIII THE EFFECT OF THE NATIONALISATION OF WAR UPON LEADERSHIPXIV THE NEEDS OF THE NAVYXV ENGLANDS MILITARY PROBLEMXVI TWO SYSTEMS CONTRASTEDXVII A NATIONAL ARMYXVIII THE COSTXIX ONE ARMY NOT TWOXX THE TRANSITIONXXI THE PRINCIPLES ON WHICH ARMIES ARE RAISEDXXII THE CHAIN OF DUTYChapters XIV to XX have appeared as articles in the _Morning Post_and are by kind permission reproduced without substantial changeITHE NATION AND THE PARTIESI do not believe in the perfection of the British constitution as aninstrument of war  it is evident that there is something in yourmachinery that is wrong These were the words of the late Marquis ofSalisbury speaking as Prime Minister in his place in the House of Lordson the 30th of January 1900 They amounted to a declaration by theBritish Government that it could not govern for the first business of aGovernment is to be able to defend the State of which it has chargethat is to carry on war Strange to say the people of England wereundisturbed by so striking an admission of national failureOn the 16th of March 1909 came a new declaration from another PrimeMinister Mr Asquith on the introduction of the Navy Estimatesexplained to the House of Commons that the Government had been surprisedat the rate at which the new German navy was being constructed and atthe rapid growth of Germanys power to build battleships But it is thefirst duty of a Government to provide for national security and toprovide means to foresee A Government that is surprised in a matterrelating to war is already half defeatedThe creation of the German navy is the creation of means that could beused to challenge Great Britains sea power and all that depends uponit There has been no such challenge these hundred years no challengeso formidable as that represented by the new German fleet these threehundred years It brings with it a crisis in the national life ofEngland as great as has ever been known yet this crisis finds theBritish nation divided unready and uncertain what leadership it is toexpectThe dominant fact the fact that controls all others is that from nowonwards Great Britain has to face the stern reality of war immediatelyby way of preparation and possibly at any moment by way of actualcollision England is drifting into a quarrel with Germany which if itcannot be settled involves a struggle for the mastery with thestrongest nation that the world has yet seena nation that under thepressure of necessity has learnt to organise itself for war as forpeace that sets its best minds to direct its preparations for warthat has an army of four million citizens and that is of one mind inthe determination to make a navy that shall fear no antagonist Aconflict of this kind is the test of nations not only of their strengthbut also of their righteousness or right to be It has two aspects Itis first of all a quarrel and then a fight and if we are to enter intoit without fear of destruction we must fulfil two conditions in thequarrel we must be in the right in the fight we must win The twoconditions are inseparable If there is a doubt about the justice of ourcause we shall be divided among ourselves and it will be impossible forus to put forth the strength of a united nationHave we really a quarrel with Germany Is she doing us any wrong Someof our people seem to think so though I find it hard to say in what thewrong consists Are we doing her any wrong Some Germans seem to thinkso and it behoves us if we can to find out what the German grievanceisSuppose that there is a cause for quarrel hidden at present but sooneror later to be revealed What likelihood is there that we shall be ableto make good our case in arms and to satisfy the world and posteritythat we deserved to winGermany can build fleets as fast as we can and although we have a startthe race will not be easy for us she has the finest school of war thatever existed against which we have to set an Admiralty so muchmistrusted that at this moment a committee of the Cabinet is inquiringinto its efficiencyIs it not time for us to find the answer to the question raised by LordSalisbury nine years ago to ascertain what it is that interferes withthe perfection of the British constitution as an instrument of war andto set right what is wrong with our machineryThe truth is that we have ceased to be a nation we have forgottennationhood and have become a conglomerate of classes partiesfactions and sects That is the disease The remedy consists inreconstituting ourselves as a nationWhat is a nation The inhabitants of a country constituted as one bodyto secure their corporate being and wellbeing The nation is all of usand its government is trusteeship for us all in order to give us peaceand security and in order that in peace and security we may make eachothers lives worth living by doing each the best work he can Thenature of a nation may be seen by distinguishing it from the othernations outside and from the parties within The mark of a nation issovereignty which means as regards other nations the right and thepower to make peace with them or to carry on war against them andwhich means as regards those within the right and the power to commandthemA nation is a people constituted as a State maintaining and supportinga Government which is at once the embodiment of right and the wielder offorce If the right represented by the Government is challenged eitherwithout or within the Government asserts it by force and in eithercase disposes to,20
+Produced by Juliet Sutherland Gerald Tejada and the Online DistributedProofreading TeamTOWARDS THE GREAT PEACEBYRALPH ADAMS CRAM LITTD LLD1922INTRODUCTIONFor the course of lectures I am privileged to deliver at this time Idesire to take in some sense as a text a prayer that came to myattention at the outset of my preparatory work It is adapted from aprayer by Bishop Hacket who flourished about the middle of theseventeenth century and is as follows    _Lord lift us out of Privatemindedness and give us Public    souls to work for Thy Kingdom by daily creating that Atmosphere    of a happy temper and generous heart which alone can bring the    Great Peace_Each thought in this noble aspiration is curiously applicable to eachone of us in the times in which we fall the supersession of narrow andselfish and egotistical privatemindedness by a vital passion for thewinning of a Kingdom of righteousness consonant with the revealed willof God the lifting of souls from nervous introspection to a heightwhere they become indeed public souls the accomplishing of theKingdom not by great engines of mechanical power but by the dailyoffices of every individual the substitution in place of currenthatred fear and jealous covetousness of the unhappy temper andgenerous heart which are the only fruitful agencies of accomplishmentFinally the Great Peace as the supreme object of thought and act andaspiration for us and for all the world at this time of crisis whichhas culminated through the antithesis of great peace which is greatwarI have tried to keep this prayer of Bishop Hackets before me during thepreparation of these lectures I cannot claim that I have succeeded inachieving a happy temper in all things but I honestly claim that Ihave striven earnestly for the generous heart even when forced bywhat seem to me the necessities of the case to indulge in condemnationor to bring forward subjects which can only be controversial If theGreat War and the greater war which preceded comprehended andfollowed it were the result of many and varied errors it matterslittle whether these were the result of perversity bad judgment or themost generous impulses As they resulted in the Great War so they are adetriment to the Great Peace that must follow and therefore they mustbe cast away Consciousness of sin repentance and a will to do bettermust precede the act of amendment and we must see where we have erredif we are to forsake our ill ways and make an honest effort to strivefor something betterFor every failure I have made to achieve either a happy temper or agenerous heart I hereby express my regret and tender my apologies inadvanceCONTENTSLECTURE          INTRODUCTION    I    A WORLD AT THE CROSSROADS   II    A WORKING PHILOSOPHY  III    THE SOCIAL ORGANISM   IV    THE INDUSTRIAL PROBLEM    V    THE POLITICAL ORGANIZATION OF SOCIETY   VI    THE FUNCTION OF EDUCATION AND ART  VII    THE PROBLEM OF ORGANIC RELIGION VIII    PERSONAL RESPONSIBILITY          APPENDIX A          APPENDIX BTOWARDS THE GREAT PEACEIA WORLD AT THE CROSSROADSFor two thousand years Christianity has been an operative force in theworld for more than a century democracy has been the controllinginfluence in the public affairs of Europe and the Americas for twogenerations education free general and comprehensive has been therule in the West Wealth incomparable scientific achievementsunexampled in their number and magnitude facile means of swiftintercommunication between peoples have all worked together towards anearthly realization of the early nineteenthcentury dream of proximateand unescapable millennium With the opening of the second decade of thetwentieth century it seemed that the stage was set for the last act inan unquestioned evolutionary drama Man was master of all things andthe failures of the past were obliterated by the glory of the imminenteventThe Great War was a progressive revelation and disillusionment Thereineverything so carefully built up during the preceding four centuries wastried as by fire and each failedsave the indestructible qualities ofpersonal honour courage and fortitude Nothing corporate whethersecular or ecclesiastical endured the test nothing of government oradministration of science or industry of philosophy or religion Thevictories were those of individual character the things that stood thetest were not things but _men_The War to end war the war to make the world safe for democracycame to a formal ending and for a few hours the world gazed spellboundon golden hopes Greater than the disillusionment of war was that of themaking of the peace There had never been a war not even the ThirtyYears War in Germany the Hundred Years War in France or the warsof Napoleon that was fraught with more horror devastation anddishonour there had never been a Peace not even those of BerlinVienna and Westphalia more cynical or more deeply infected with thepoison of ultimate disaster And here it was not things that failed but_men_What of the world since the Peace of Versailles Hatred suspicionselfishness are the dominant notes The nations of Europe are bankruptfinancially and the governments of the world are bankrupt politicallySociety is dissolving into classes and factions either at open war ormanoeuvering for position awaiting the favourable moment Law and orderare mocked at philosophy and religion disregarded and of all thevaried objects of human veneration so loudly acclaimed and loftilyexalted by the generation that preceded the war not one remains tocommand a wide allegiance One might put it in a sentence and say thateveryone is dissatisfied with everything and is showing his feelingsafter varied but disquieting fashion It is a condition of unstableequilibrium constantly tending by its very nature to a point wheredissolution is apparently inevitableIt is no part of my task to elaborate this thesis and still less tomagnify its perils Enough has been said and written on,21
+Produced by Anne Dreze and Marc DHoogheSPECIALITEITENDOORMULTATULITHE RIGHT MAN ON THE RIGHT PLACE_Het doet me groot genoegen dat er van dit werkjen n tweede drukgevraagd wordt En ronduit gezegd het viel me tegen dat die nietsedert lang noodig was t Zal me waarlijk n groote voldoening wezenals deze uitgaaf wat spoediger uitgeput raakt dan de eerste wantzooonbescheiden als men wil maar heel oprechtik geloof met zekeren myonbekenden recensent in den_ Spectator _dat er uit deze studie overSpecialiteiten wel iets zou te leeren vallen voor VolksvertegenwoordigersKiezers en  sommige anderen_Bovenstaande regelen maakten in t najaar van 1875 den hoofdinhoud uitvan het _Voorbericht_ waarmee deze tweede druk van mn opstel overSpecialiteiten in t licht verschynen zou Velerlei verdrietigeomstandigheden maakten my het afwerken der in datzelfde _Voorbericht_toegezegde Noten totnogtoe onmogelykBovendien werd me van vele zyden onder t oog gebracht dat het voor dekoopers van den eersten druk myner werken niet aangenaam is de volgendeuitgaven daarvan al te zeer uitgebreid te zienNa vriendschappelyk overleg met mn uitgever verschynt nu deze tweededruk zonder die noten enop weinige min belangryke uitzonderingenna_onveranderd_1 De toelichtingen die me geschikt voorkomen totverdere staving van de juistheid der hoofddenkbeelden waaraan ditwerkje zn oorsprong te danken heeft zullen _zoo spoedig mogelijk_afzonderlyk worden uitgegevenHet is my onmogelyk dit berichtje te sluiten zonder melding te makenvan de echthumane wyze waarop ik in deze zaak door den heer WALTMAN2behandeld werdMet zachtmoedig geduld droeg hy den last en de schade die myn geduriguitstellen hem berokkenden zonder ooit de verdrietelykheden die vandat dralen oorzaak waren te vermeerderen door afdoening te vorderenop n wyze als waartoe hy van _zyn_ standpunt volkomen gerechtigd zougeweest zyn Hartelyk dank_Wiesbaden Oktober_ 1878 MULTATULINoten1 _Een maand later_ Onder t gereedmaken van mn werk voor de persbleek me dat ik myn hier geuit voornemen maar gedeeltelyk volbrengenkon De bydrage tot de physiologie van kamerdienaars is nieuw Hetviel my te zwaar die satyre achtertehouden  er stonden zooveelknechts op n spiegeltje te wachtenOok op andere plaatsen heb ik my aan eenige toelichting en uitbreidingschuldig gemaakt zonder nu te spreken van de moeite die ik me gaf omdoor t omwerken van zinsneden die my in t oorspronkelyke nietkorrekt voorkwamen de uitdrukking beter in overeenstemming te brengenmet de gedachte Of die moeite steeds met goed gevolg bekroond werdis n verdrietige vraag die ik liever niet beantwoord Het is nueenmaal zoo dat ik hier en daar iets veranderd en bygevoegd heb endaarvoor vraag ik met n beroep op IDEE 112 verschooning aan dekoopers van de eersten drukDe uitbreiding en de veranderingen die ik my veroorloofde zyn evenwelgeenszins van dien aard dat zy de _Noten en Toelichtingen_ overbodigmaken waarvan ik in bovenstaand berichtje gesproken heb Ik meen zegrootendeels gereed te hebben maar weet by ondervinding dat ik by tovergeven van mn werk aan de pers gewoonlyk de behoelte aanomwerking inzie Voor dien arbeid is gezondheid stemming _loisir_noodig Zoodra ik kanMULT2 De uitgever van den 2en druk J WALTMAN JR te Delft Nota deruitgevers van den _vierden_ drukThe right man on the right placeINa _Carnaval de Venise_ en Duitsche eenheid zal men moeielykafgezaagder thema vinden dan dit arme mishandelde motto Wanneer ik nunog bovendien verklaar niet volkomen zeker te zyn dat ik de zaak vanDr DIBBETS onaangeroerd zal laten en zelfs beloof hierendaar ietste zeggen over vaderlandsche welzynen volksheilen en zulke zaken danzal men hoop ik inzien ditmaal niet tedoen te hebben met een der_exentrieke stukken gelyk men gewoon is van dien schryver telezen_ Een kwalifikatie welke ik aanbeveel in de aandacht vanreferenten die geen kans zien zoodanig stuk van zoodanigen schryverbehoorlyk te ontleden Dit zy gezegd zonder minachting voor anderemiddelen die niet minder efficace werken het zwartmaken byv van desschryvers karakter In beide gevallen kan men de moeite van tkennisnemen doorgronden en beoordeelen der behandelde zaak sparen enniets zeggende zich aanstellen alsof men iets gezegd hadWel kapitein hoe bevalt u Amboina vroeg onze goeie majoorHARTZFELD den Hollandschen gezagvoerder van t schip dat my zouovervoeren naar EuropaWat zal ik je zeggen mnheer Amboina Och Amboina is  neilandWel referent wat heeft die schryver geleverdWat zal ik u zeggen Publiek Die schryver is excentriekDe goede majoor HARTZFELD toonde zich tevreden uit bescheidenheid Hyeischte van mn kaptein geen gemotiveerde analyse van den indruk dient hoogstinteressante Amboina op hem maakte En ook Publiek istevreden met zn referent al zy t dan niet heel bescheiden zoonarmen schryver doodteslaan met een slagHebt ge er wel eens aan gedacht Nederlanders hoe excentriek deschoonste stukken uit uw Bybel zynNu _ik_ zal t niet wezen En daarom de zaak DIBBITSKEER En daaromdat versleten motto En daarom ook die uitweiding over excentriciteiteen der meest afgezaagde minst excentrieke dingen van de wereld zaak woord en uitweiding daarover alle drieWie hedentendage iets te zeggen heeft waarby _the right man on theright place_ kan worden tepas gebracht maakt zich waarlyk nietschuldig aan ongewoonheid Men zegtmaar hier moet ik ernstigaandringen op geheimhoudingmen zegt dat ergens in ons land zekereredakteur bezig is met het schryven van n hoofdartikel waarin dattestimonium van het hedendaagsch _savoir faire_ maar driemaal zalvoorkomen Indien t hem gelukt zal hy daarna zn krachten beproevenaan n verhandeling zonder klinkers Daar ziet hy kans toe Maar tandere Van jongsaf lette ik vry nauwkeurig op eb en vloed van modewoordenIk herinner me den tyd toen _bluf_ geboren werd De lezer ziet hoegoedig ik hem gelegenheid bied tot goedkoope spotterny Ik heb dewoorden _type_ _humor_ en _genie_ in de kindsheid hunnerpopulariteit gekend _Bepaald_ is jonger Een der nog jongeren is_intens_ om nu van _objektief_ en _subjektief_ niet tespreken                                    Tot mn schaamte moet ik erkennen dat mn omgeving niet gedistingeerdgenoeg was om my instaat te stellen tot het genieten der _primeur_van _Engelsche_ stopwoorden Een beetje Fransch wat schoolofstudentenlatyn een tot den huiselyken kring doorgedrongenstraattermmen kan zn ooren niet sluitenwas alles wat my in mnjeugd voortgezet werd De Engelsche praatjes uit dien tyd bepaaldenzich tot _the devil is an ass take,18
+Produced by Rick Niles Wilelmina Malliere and PG DistributedProofreadersLIFE LETTERSANDEPICUREAN PHILOSOPHYOFNINONDE LENCLOSThe Celebrated Beauty of the Seventeenth CenturyROBINSONOVERTON1903CONTENTSLIFE OF NINON DE LENCLOSCHAPTER INinon de lEnclos as a StandardCHAPTER IIConsidered as a ParallelCHAPTER IIIYouth of Ninon de lEnclosCHAPTER IVThe Morals of the PeriodCHAPTER VNinon and Count de ColignyCHAPTER VIThe Birds of the TournellesCHAPTER VIIEffect of Her Mothers DeathCHAPTER VIIIHer Increasing PopularityCHAPTER IXNinons FriendshipsCHAPTER XSome of Ninons LoversCHAPTER XINinons Lovers ContinuedCHAPTER XIIThe Villarceaux AffairCHAPTER XIIIThe Marquis de SevigneCHAPTER XIVA Family TragedyCHAPTER XVNinons Bohemian EnvironmentsCHAPTER XVIA Remarkable Old AgeLETTERS TO THE MARQUIS DE SEVIGNEINTRODUCTION TO LETTERSIA Hazardous UndertakingIIWhy Love Is DangerousIIIWhy Love Grows ColdIVThe Spice of LoveVLove and TemperVICertain Maxims Concerning LoveVIIWomen Expect a Quid Pro Quo from MenVIIIThe Necessity for Love and Its Primitive CauseIXLove Is a Natural InclinationXThe Sensation of Love Forms a Large Part of a Womans NatureXIThe Distinction Between Love and FriendshipXIIA Man in Love Is an Amusing SpectacleXIIIVanity Is a Fertile Soil for LoveXIVWorth and Merit Are Not Considered in LoveXVThe Hidden Motives of LoveXVIHow to Be Victorious in LoveXVIIWomen Understand the Difference Between Real Love and FlirtationXVIIIWhen a Woman Is Loved She Need Not Be Told of ItXIXWhy a Lovers Vows Are UntrustworthyXXThe Halfway House to LoveXXIThe Comedy of ContrarinessXXIIVanity and SelfEsteem Obstacles to LoveXXIIITwo Irreconcilable Passions in WomanXXIVAn Abuse of Credulity Is IntolerableXXVWhy Virtue Is So Often OvercomeXXVILove Demands Freedom of ActionXXVIIThe Heart Needs Constant EmploymentXXVIIIMere Beauty Is Often of Trifling ImportanceXXIXThe Misfortune of Too Sudden an AvowalXXXWhen Resistance is Only a PretenceXXXIThe Opinion and Advice of Monsieur de la SabliereXXXIIThe Advantages of a Knowledge of the HeartXXXIIIA Heart Once Wounded No Longer Plays with LoveXXXIVAbsence Makes the Heart Grow FonderXXXVThe Heart Should Be Played Upon Like the Keys of a PianoXXXVIMistaken Impressions Common to All WomenXXXVIIThe Allurements of Stage WomenXXXVIIIVarieties of Resistance Are EssentialXXXIXThe True Value of Compliments Among WomenXLOratory and Fine Phrases Do Not Breed LoveXLIDiscretion Is Sometimes the Better Part of ValorXLIISurface Indications in Women Are Not Always GuidesXLIIIWomen Demand RespectXLIVWhy Love Grows WeakMarshal de SaintEvremonds OpinionXLVWhat Favors Men Consider FaultsXLVIWhy Inconstancy Is Not InjusticeXLVIICause of Quarrels Among RivalsXLVIIIFriendship Must Be FirmXLIXConstancy Is a Virtue Among Narrow MindedLSome Women Are Very CunningLIThe Parts Men and Women PlayLIILove Is a Traitor with Sharp ClawsLIIIOld Age Not a Preventive Against AttackLIVA Shrewd But Not an Unusual SchemeLVA Happy Ending                                   CORRESPONDENCE BETWEEN LORD SAINTEVREMOND AND NINON DE LENCLOSILovers and Gamblers Have Something in CommonIIIt Is Sweet to Remember Those We Have LovedIIIWrinkles Are a Mark of WisdomIVNear Hopes Are Worth as Much as Those Far OffVOn the Death of De CharlevalVIThe Weariness of MonotonyVIIAfter the Death of La Duchesse de MazarinVIIILove Banishes Old AgeIXStomachs Demand More Attention Than MindsXWhy Does Love Diminish After MarriageXIFew People Resist AgeXIIAge Has Some ConsolationsXIIISome Good Taste Still Exists in FranceXIVSuperiority of the Pleasures of the StomachXVLet the Heart Speak Its Own LanguageXVIThe Memory of YouthXVIII Should Have Hanged MyselfXVIIILife Is Joyous When It Is Without SorrowLetter to the Modern LeontiumNINON DE LENCLOSLIFE AND LETTERSINTRODUCTIONThe inner life of the most remarkable woman that ever lived is herepresented to American readers for the first time Ninon orMademoiselle de lEnclos as she was known was the most beautifulwoman of the seventeenth century For seventy years she heldundisputed sway over the hearts of the most distinguished men ofFrance queens princes noblemen renowned warriors statesmenwriters and scientists bowing before her shrine and doing her homageeven Louis XIV when she was eightyfive years of age declaring thatshe was the marvel of his reignHow she preserved her extraordinary beauty to so great an age andattracted to her side the greatest and most brilliant men of thecentury is told in her biography which has been entirely rewrittenand new facts and incidents added that do not appear in the FrenchcompilationsHer celebrated Letters to the Marquis de Sevigne newly translatedand appearing for the first time in the United States constitute themost remarkable pathology of the female heart its motives objectsand secret aspirations ever penned With unsparing hand she unmasksthe human heart and unveils the most carefully hidden mysteries offemininity and every one who reads these letters will see herselfdepicted as in a mirrorAt an early age she perceived the inequalities between the sexes andrefused to submit to the injustice of an unfair distribution of humanqualities After due deliberation she suddenly announced to herfriends I notice that the most frivolous things are charged up tothe account of women and that men have reserved to themselves theright to all the essential qualities from this moment I will be aman From that timeshe was twenty years of ageuntil her deathseventy years later she maintained the character assumed by herexercised all the rights and privileges claimed by the male sex andcreated for herself as the distinguished Abbe de Chateauneauf saysa place in the ranks of illustrious men while preserving all thegrace of her own sexLIFE OF NINON DE LENCLOSCHAPTER INinon de lEnclos as a StandardTo write the biography of so remarkable a woman as Ninon de lEnclosis to incur the animadversions of those who stand upon the dogma thatwhoso violates one of the Ten Commandments is guilty of violating themall particularly when one of the ten is conventionally selected asthe essential precept and the most important to be observed It ispurely a matter of predilection or fancy perhaps training andenvironment may have something to do with it though judgment iswanting but many will have it so and hence they arrive at theopinion that the end of the controversy has been reachedFortunately for the common sense of mankind there are others whorepudiate this rigid rule and excuse for human conduct who refuse toaccept as a pattern of morality the Sabbath breaker tyrantoppressor of the poor the grasping money maker or charity mongereven though his personal chastity may entitle him to canonizationThese insist that although Ninon de lEnclos may have persistentlytransgressed one,22
+Produced by Glen Bledsoe Additional proofing by David WidgerPERSONAL MEMOIRS OF U S GRANTVolume Iby U S GrantPREFACEMan proposes and God disposes  There are but few important events inthe affairs of men brought about by their own choiceAlthough frequently urged by friends to write my memoirs I haddetermined never to do so nor to write anything for publication  Atthe age of nearly sixtytwo I received an injury from a fall whichconfined me closely to the house while it did not apparently affect mygeneral health This made study a pleasant pastime  Shortly after therascality of a business partner developed itself by the announcement ofa failure  This was followed soon after by universal depression of allsecurities which seemed to threaten the extinction of a good part ofthe income still retained and for which I am indebted to the kindly actof friends  At this juncture the editor of the Century Magazine askedme to write a few articles for him I consented for the money it gaveme for at that moment I was living upon borrowed money  The work Ifound congenial and I determined to continue it  The event is animportant one for me for good or evil I hope for the formerIn preparing these volumes for the public I have entered upon the taskwith the sincere desire to avoid doing injustice to any one whether onthe National or Confederate side other than the unavoidable injusticeof not making mention often where special mention is due  There must bemany errors of omission in this work because the subject is too largeto be treated of in two volumes in such way as to do justice to all theofficers and men engaged  There were thousands of instances during therebellion of individual company regimental and brigade deeds ofheroism which deserve special mention and are not here alluded to  Thetroops engaged in them will have to look to the detailed reports oftheir individual commanders for the full history of those deedsThe first volume as well as a portion of the second was written beforeI had reason to suppose I was in a critical condition of health  LaterI was reduced almost to the point of death and it became impossible forme to attend to anything for weeks  I have however somewhat regainedmy strength and am able often to devote as many hours a day as aperson should devote to such work  I would have more hope of satisfyingthe expectation of the public if I could have allowed myself more timeI have used my best efforts with the aid of my eldest son F D Grantassisted by his brothers to verify from the records every statement offact given  The comments are my own and show how I saw the matterstreated of whether others saw them in the same light or notWith these remarks I present these volumes to the public asking nofavor but hoping they will meet the approval of the readerU S  GRANTMOUNT MACGREGOR NEW YORK July 1 1885CONTENTSVOLUME ICHAPTER I ANCESTRYBIRTHBOYHOODCHAPTER II WEST POINTGRADUATIONCHAPTER III ARMY LIFECAUSES OF THE MEXICAN WARCAMP SALUBRITYCHAPTER IV CORPUS CHRISTIMEXICAN SMUGGLINGSPANISH RULE IN MEXICOSUPPLYING TRANSPORTATIONCHAPTER V TRIP TO AUSTINPROMOTION TO FULL SECONDLIEUTENANTARMY OFOCCUPATIONCHAPTER VI ADVANCE OF THE ARMYCROSSING THE COLORADOTHE RIO GRANDECHAPTER VII THE MEXICAN WARTHE BATTLE OF PALO ALTOTHE BATTLE OFRESACA DE LA PALMAARMY OF INVASIONGENERAL TAYLORMOVEMENT ONCAMARGOCHAPTER VIII ADVANCE ON MONTEREYTHE BLACK FORTTHE BATTLE OFMONTEREYSURRENDER OF THE CITYCHAPTER IX POLITICAL INTRIGUEBUENA VISTAMOVEMENT AGAINST VERA CRUZSIEGE AND CAPTURE OF VERA CRUZCHAPTER X MARCH TO JALAPABATTLE OF CERRO GORDOPEROTEPUEBLASCOTTAND TAYLORCHAPTER XI ADVANCE ON THE CITY OF MEXICOBATTLE OF CONTRERASASSAULTAT CHURUBUSCONEGOTIATIONS FOR PEACEBATTLE OF MOLINO DEL REYSTORMING OF CHAPULTEPECSAN COSMEEVACUATION OF THE CITYHALLS OFTHE MONTEZUMASCHAPTER XII PROMOTION TO FIRST LIEUTENANTCAPTURE OF THE CITY OFMEXICOTHE ARMYMEXICAN SOLDIERSPEACE NEGOTIATIONSCHAPTER XIII TREATY OF PEACEMEXICAN BULL FIGHTSREGIMENTALQUARTERMASTERTRIP TO POPOCATAPETLTRIP TO THE CAVES OF MEXICOCHAPTER XIV RETURN OF THE ARMYMARRIAGEORDERED TO THE PACIFIC COASTCROSSING THE ISTHMUSARRIVAL AT SAN FRANCISCOCHAPTER XV SAN FRANCISCOEARLY CALIFORNIA EXPERIENCESLIFE ON THEPACIFIC COASTPROMOTED CAPTAINFLUSH TIMES IN CALIFORNIACHAPTER XVI RESIGNATIONPRIVATE LIFELIFE AT GALENATHE COMINGCRISISCHAPTER XVII OUTBREAK OF THE REBELLIONPRESIDING AT A UNION MEETINGMUSTERING OFFICER OF STATE TROOPSLYON AT CAMP JACKSONSERVICESTENDERED TO THE GOVERNMENTCHAPTER XVIII APPOINTED COLONEL OF THE 21ST ILLINOISPERSONNEL OF THEREGIMENTGENERAL LOGANMARCH TO MISSOURIMOVEMENT AGAINST HARRIS ATFLORIDA MOGENERAL POPE IN COMMANDSTATIONED AT MEXICO MOCHAPTER XIX COMMISSIONED BRIGADIERGENERALCOMMAND AT IRONTON MOJEFFERSON CITYCAPE GIRARDEAUGENERAL PRENTISSSEIZURE OF PADUCAHHEADQUARTERS AT CAIROCHAPTER XX GENERAL FREMONT IN COMMANDMOVEMENT AGAINST BELMONTBATTLEOF BELMONTA NARROW ESCAPEAFTER THE BATTLECHAPTER XXI GENERAL HALLECK IN COMMANDCOMMANDING THE DISTRICT OFCAIROMOVEMENT ON FORT HENRYCAPTURE OF FORT HENRYCHAPTER XXII INVESTMENT OF FORT DONELSONTHE NAVAL OPERATIONSATTACKOF THE ENEMYASSAULTING THE WORKSSURRENDER OF THE FORTCHAPTER XXIII PROMOTED MAJORGENERAL OF VOLUNTEERSUNOCCUPIEDTERRITORYADVANCE UPON NASHVILLESITUATION OF THE TROOPSCONFEDERATERETREATRELIEVED OF THE COMMANDRESTORED TO THE COMMANDGENERALSMITHCHAPTER XXIV THE ARMY AT PITTSBURG LANDINGINJURED BY A FALLTHECONFEDERATE ATTACK AT SHILOHTHE FIRST DAYS FIGHT AT SHILOHGENERALSHERMANCONDITION OF THE ARMYCLOSE OF THE FIRST DAYS FIGHTTHESECOND DAYS FIGHTRETREAT AND DEFEAT OF THE CONFEDERATESCHAPTER XXV STRUCK BY A BULLETPRECIPITATE RETREAT OF THECONFEDERATESINTRENCHMENTS AT SHILOHGENERAL BUELLGENERAL JOHNSTONREMARKS ON SHILOHCHAPTER XXVI HALLECK ASSUMES COMMAND IN THE FIELDTHE ADVANCE UPONCORINTHOCCUPATION OF CORINTHTHE ARMY SEPARATEDCHAPTER XXVII HEADQUARTERS MOVED TO MEMPHISON THE ROAD TO MEMPHISESCAPING JACKSONCOMPLAINTS AND REQUESTSHALLECK APPOINTEDCOMMANDERINCHIEFRETURN TO CORINTHMOVEMENTS OF BRAGGSURRENDEROF CLARKSVILLETHE ADVANCE UPON CHATTANOOGASHERIDAN COLONEL OF AMICHIGAN REGIMENTCHAPTER XXVIII ADVANCE OF VAN DORN AND PRICEPRICE ENTERS IUKABATTLEOF IUKACHAPTER XXIX VAN DORNS MOVEMENTSBATTLE OF CORINTHCOMMAND OF THEDEPARTMENT OF THE TENNESSEECHAPTER XXX THE CAMPAIGN AGAINST VICKSBURGEMPLOYING THE FREEDMENOCCUPATION OF HOLLY SPRINGSSHERMAN ORDERED TO MEMPHISSHERMANSMOVEMENTS DOWN THE MISSISSIPPIVAN DORN CAPTURES HOLLY SPRINGSCOLLECTING FORAGE AND FOODCHAPTER XXXI HEADQUARTERS MOVED TO HOLLY SPRINGSGENERAL MCCLERNAND INCOMMANDASSUMING COMMAND AT YOUNGS POINTOPERATIONS ABOVE VICKSBURGFORTIFICATIONS ABOUT VICKSBURGTHE CANALLAKE PROVIDENCEOPERATIONSAT YAZOO PASSCHAPTER XXXII THE BAYOUS WEST OF THE MISSISSIPPICRITICISMS OF THENORTHERN PRESSRUNNING THE BATTERIESLOSS OF THE INDIANOLADISPOSITION OF THE TROOPSCHAPTER XXXIII ATTACK ON GRAND GULFOPERATIONS BELOW VICKSBURGCHAPTER XXXIV CAPTURE OF PORT GIBSONGRIERSONS RAIDOCCUPATION OFGRAND GULFMOVEMENT UP THE BIG BLACKBATTLE OF RAYMONDCHAPTER XXXV MOVEMENT AGAINST JACKSONFALL OF JACKSONINTERCEPTINGTHE ENEMYBATTLE OF CHAMPIONS HILLCHAPTER XXXVI BATTLE OF BLACK RIVER BRIDGECROSSING THE BIG BLACKINVESTMENT OF VICKSBURGASSAULTING THE WORKSCHAPTER XXXVII SIEGE OF VICKSBURGCHAPTER XXXVIII JOHNSTONS MOVEMENTSFORTIFICATIONS AT,10
+Produced by Karl Hagen and the Online Distributed Proofreading Team Transcribers Notes The printed edition from which this etext has been produced retains thespelling and abbreviations of Hakluyts 16thcentury original In thisversion the spelling has been retained but the following manuscriptabbreviations have been silently expanded vowels with macrons  vowel  n or m q  que in the Latin ye  the yt  that wt  withThis edition contains footnotes and two types of sidenotes Most footnotesare added by the editor They follow modern 19thcentury spellingconventions Those that dont are Hakluyts and are not alwayssystematically marked as such by the editor The sidenotes are Hakluytsown Summarizing sidenotes are labelled Sidenote  and placed before thesentence to which they apply Sidenotes that are keyed with a symbol arelabeled Marginal note  and placed at the point of the symbol except inpoetry where they are placed at a convenient point Additional notes oncorrections etc are signed KTH End Transcribers Notes THE PRINCIPALNAVIGATIONS VOYAGES TRAFFIQUESANDDISCOVERIESOFTHE ENGLISH NATIONCollected byRICHARD HAKLUYT PREACHERANDEdited byEDMUND GOLDSMID FRHSVOL VIIIASIA PART INavigations Voyages Traffiques and DiscoueriesOF THE ENGLISH NATION IN ASIAThe life and trauailes of Pelagius borne in WalesPelagius Cambrius ex ea Britanniæ parte oriundus famati illius CollegijBannochorensis a Cestria non procul præpositus erat in quo Christianorumphilosophorum duo millia ac centum ad plebis in Christo commoditatemmilitabant manuum suarum laboribus iuxta Pauli doctrinam victitantesPost quam plures exhibitos pro Christiana Repub labores vir eruditioneinsignis et tum Græcè tum Latinè peritus vt Tertullianus alterquorundam Clericorum lacessitus iniurijs grauatim tulit ac tandem a fidedefecitPeragratis igitur deinceps Gallijs in Aegyptum et Syriam aliásqueorientis Regiones demum peruenit Vbi ex earum partium Monacho præsulordinatus sui nominis hæresim fabricabat asserens hominem sine peccatonasci ac solo voluntatis imperio sine gratia saluari posse vt itanefarius baptismum ac fidem tolleret Cum his et consimilibus impostricisdoctrinæ fæcibus in patriam suam reuersus omnem illam Regionem Iuliano etCælestino Pseudoepiscopis fautoribus conspurcabat Verum ante lapsum suumstudia tractabat honestissima vt post Gennadium Bedam et Honorium alijferunt authores composuítque multos libros ad Christianam vtilitatem Atpostquam est Hereticus publicatus multo plures edidit hæresi succurrenteset ex diametro cum vera pietate pugnantes vnde erat a suis Britannis inexilium pulsus vt in Epistola ad Martinum 5 Valdenus habet Claruit annopost Christum incarnatum 390 sub Maximo Britannorum RegeThe same in EnglishPelagius borne in that part of Britaine which is called Wales was head orgouernour of the famous Colledge of Bangor not farre from Chester whereinliued a Societie of 2100 Diuines or Students of Christian philosophieapplying themselues to the profite of the Christian people and liuing bythe labours of their owne hands according to Pauls doctrine He was a manexcellently learned and skilfull both in the Greeke and Latine tonguesand as it were another Tertullian after his long and great trauailes forthe good of the Christian common wealth seeing himselfe abused andiniuriously dealt withall by some of the Clergie of that time he tooke thematter so grieuously that at the last he relapsed from the faithWhereupon he left Wales and went into France and hauing gone throughFrance Footnote He is said to have resided long at Rome only leaving onthe capture of that city by the Gottis hee went therehence into EgyptSyria and other Countries of the East and being made Priest by a certaineMonke of those partes he there hatched his heresie which according to hisname was called the heresie of the Pelagians which was that manne wasborne without sinne and might be saued by the power of his owne willwithout grace that so the miserable man might take away faith andbaptisme With this and the like dregges of false doctrine he returnedagaine into Wales and there by the meanes of the two false Prelates Iulianand Celestine who fauoured his heresie hee infected the whole Countreywith it But before his fall and Apostasie from the faith he exercisedhimselfe in the best studies as Gennadius Beda Honorius and otherauthors doe report of him and wrote many bookes seruing not a litle toChristian vtilitie but being once fallen into his heresie hee wrote manymore erroneous bookes then he did before honest and sincere whereuponat the last his owne Countreymen banished him as Walden testifieth in hisEpistle to Pope Martine the fift He flourished in the yere after theIncarnation 390 Maximus being then King of Britaine                                        A testimonie of the sending of Sighelmus Bishop of Shirburne by King  Alphred vnto Saint Thomas of India in the yeare of our Lord 883  recorded by William of Malmesburie in his second booke and fourth  Chapter de gestis regum AnglorumEleemosynis intentus priuilegia ecclesiarum sicut pater statueratroborauit et trans mare Romam et ad sanctum Thomam in Indiam multa muneramisit Legatus in hoc missus Sighelmus Shirburnensis Episcopus cum magnaprosperitate quod quiuis hoc seculo miretur Indiam penetrauit inderediens exoticos splendores gemmarum et liquores aromatum quorum illahumus ferax est reportauitThe same in EnglishKing Alphred being addicted to giving of almes confirmed the priuileges ofChurches as his father had determined and sent also many giftes beyond theseas vnto Rome and vnto S Thomas of India His messenger in thisbusinesse was Sighelmus bishop of Schirburne Footnote Sherborne inDorsetshire where an abbey was founded in 700 who with great prosperitiewhich is a matter to be wondered at in this our age trauailed thoroughIndia and returning home brought with him many strange and precious vnionsand costly spyces such as that countrey plentifully yeeldeth                                        A second testimony of the foresaid Sighelmus his voyage vnto Saint Thomas  of India c out of William of Malmesburie his second booke de gestis  pontificum Anglorum cap de episcopis Schireburnensibus  Salisburiensibus WiltunensibusSighelmus trans mare causa,5
+Produced by Jonathan Ingram Sheila Vogtmann and PG DistributedProofreadersCHARACTER WRITINGSOF THESEVENTEENTH CENTURYEDITED BYHENRY MORLEY LLDEMERITUS PROFESSOR OF ENGLISH LANGUAGE AND LITERATUREUNIVERSITY COLLEGE LONDON1891CONTENTSCHARACTER WRITING BEFORE THE SEVENTEENTH CENTURYTHEOPHRASTUS  StupidityTHOMAS HARMANS Caveat for Cursitors  A RufflerBEN JONSONS Every Man out of his Humour and Cynthias Revels  A Traveller  The True Critic  The Character of the Persons in Every Man out of his HumourCHARACTER WRITINGS OF THE SEVENTEENTH CENTURYSir THOMAS OVERBURY  A Good Woman  A Very Woman  Her Next Part  A Dissembler  A Courtier  A Golden Ass  A Flatterer  An Ignorant GloryHunter  A Timist  An Amorist  An Affected Traveller  A Wise Man  A Noble Spirit  An Old Man  A Country Gentleman  A Fine Gentleman  An Elder Brother  A Braggadocio Welshman  A Pedant  A ServingMan  An Host  An Ostler  The True Character of a Dunce  A Good Wife  A Melancholy Man  A Sailor  A Soldier  A Tailor  A Puritan  A Mere Common Lawyer  A Mere Scholar  A Tinker  An Apparitor  An AlmanacMaker  A Hypocrite  A Chambermaid  A Precisian  An Inns of Court Man  A Mere Fellow of a House  A Worthy Commander in the Wars  A Vainglorious Coward in Command  A Pirate  An Ordinary Fence  A Puny Clerk  A Footman  A Noble and Retired Housekeeper  An Intruder into Favour  A Fair and Happy Milkmaid  An Arrant HorseCourser  A Roaring Boy  A Drunken Dutchman resident in England  A Phantastique An Improvident Young Gallant  A ButtonMaker of Amsterdam  A Distaster of the Time  A Mere Fellow of a House  A Mere Pettifogger  An Ingrosser of Corn  A Devilish Usurer  A Waterman  A Reverend Judge  A Virtuous Widow  An Ordinary Widow  A QuackSalver  A Canting Rogue  A French Cook  A Sexton  A Jesuit  An Excellent Actor  A Franklin  A Rhymer  A Covetous Man  The Proud Man  A Prison  A Prisoner  A Creditor  A Sergeant  His Yeoman  A Common Cruel Jailer  What a Character is  The Character of a Happy Life  An Essay on ValourJOSEPH HALL HIS SATIRES  A Domestic Chaplain  The Witless Gallant HIS CHARACTERS OF VIRTUES AND VICES I  _Virtues_  Character of the Wise Man  Of an Honest Man  Of the Faithful Man  Of the Humble Man  Of a Valiant Man  Of a Patient Man  Of the True Friend  Of the Truly Noble  Of the Good Magistrate  Of the Penitent  The Happy Man II _Vices_  Character of the Hypocrite  Of the Busybody  Of the Superstitious  Of the Profane  Of the Malcontent  Of the Inconstant  Of the Flatterer  Of the Slothful  Of the Covetous  Of the Vainglorious  Of the Presumptuous  Of the Distrustful  Of the Ambitious  Of the Unthrift  Of the EnviousJOHN STEPHENSJOHN EARLE MICROCOSMOGRAPHY  A Child  A Young Raw Preacher  A Grave Divine  A Mere Dull Physician  An Alderman  A Discontented Man  An Antiquary  A Younger Brother  A Mere Formal Man  A ChurchPapist  A SelfConceited Man  A Too Idly Reserved Man  A Tavern  A Shark  A Carrier  A Young Man  An Old College Butler  An Upstart Country Knight  An Idle Gallant  A Constable  A Downright Scholar  A Plain Country Fellow  A Player  A Detractor  A Young Gentleman of the University  A Weak Man  A TobaccoSeller  A Pot Poet  A Plausible Man  A BowlAlley  The Worlds Wise Man  A Surgeon  A Contemplative Man  A She Precise Hypocrite  A Sceptic in Religion  An Attorney  A Partial Man  A Trumpeter  A VulgarSpirited Man  A Plodding Student  Pauls Walk  A Cook  A Bold Forward Man  A Baker  A Pretender to Learning  A Herald  The Common SingingMen in Cathedral Churches  A Shopkeeper  A Blunt Man  A Handsome Hostess  A Critic  A Sergeant or Catchpole  A University Dun  A Staid Man  A Modest Man  A Mere Empty Wit  A Drunkard  A Prison  A ServingMan  An Insolent Man  Acquaintance  A Mere Complimental Man  A Poor Fiddler  A Meddling Man  A Good Old Man  A Flatterer  A HighSpirited Man  A Mere Gull Citizen  A Lascivious Man  A Rash Man  An Affected Man  A Profane Man  A Coward  A Sordid Rich Man  A Mere Great Man  A Poor Man  An Ordinary Honest Man  A Suspicious or Jealous ManNICHOLAS BRETON CHARACTERS UPON ESSAYS MORAL AND DIVINE  Wisdom  Learning  Knowledge  Practice  Patience  Love  Peace  War  Valour  Resolution  Honour  Truth  Time  Death  Faith  Fear THE GOOD AND THE BAD  A Worthy King  An Unworthy King  A Worthy Queen  A Worthy Prince  An Unworthy Prince  A Worthy Privy Councillor  An Unworthy Councillor  A Nobleman  An Unnoble Man  A Worthy Bishop  An Unworthy Bishop  A Worthy Judge  An Unworthy Judge  A Worthy Knight  An Unworthy Knight  A Worthy Gentleman  An Unworthy Gentleman  A Worthy Lawyer  An Unworthy Lawyer  A Worthy Soldier  An Untrained Soldier  A Worthy Physician  An Unworthy Physician  A Worthy Merchant  An Unworthy,9
+Produced by John Hagerson Kevin Handy and PG Distributed ProofreadersTHE WORLDS GREATEST BOOKSJOINT EDITORSARTHUR MEE Editor and Founder of the Book of KnowledgeJA HAMMERTON Editor of Harmsworth a Universal EncyclopaediaVOL XII MODERN HISTORY                                   _Table of Contents_MODERN HISTORYAMERICA  ELIOT SAMUEL    History of the United Stales  PRESCOTT WH    History of the Conquest of Mexico    History of the Conquest of PeruENGLAND  EDWARD HYDE E OF CLARENDON    History of the Rebellion  MACAULAY LORD    History of England  BUCKLE HENRY    History of Civilization in England  BAGEHOT WALTER    English ConstitutionFRANCE  VOLTAIRE    Age of Louis XIV  TOCQUEVILLE DE    Old Régime  MIGNET FRANCOIS    History of the French Revolution  CARLYLE THOMAS    History of the French Revolution  LAMARTINE AML DE    History of the Girondists  TAINE HA    Modern RégimeGERMANY  CARLYLE THOMAS    Frederick the GreatGREECE  FINLAY GEORGE    History of GreeceHOLLAND  MOTLEY JL    Rise of the Dutch Republic    History of the United NetherlandsINDIA  ELPHINSTONE MOUNTSTUART    History of IndiaRUSSIA  VOLTAIRE    Russia under Peter the GreatSPAIN  PRESCOTT WH    Reign of Ferdinand and IsabellaSWEDEN  VOLTAIRE    History of Charles XIIPAPACY  MILMAN HENRY    History of Latin Christianity  VON RANKE LEOPOLD    History of the PopesA Complete Index of THE WORLDS GREATEST BOOKS will be found at the endof Volume XX                                   _Acknowledgment_     Acknowledgment and thanks for permitting the use of the     selection by HA Taine on Modern Régime appearing in this     volume are hereby tendered to Madame TainePaulDubois of     Menthon St Bernard France and Henry Holt  Co of New     York                                   SAMUEL ELIOTHistory of the United States     Samuel Eliot a historian and educator was born in Boston in     1821 graduated at Harvard in 1839 was engaged in business     for two years and then travelled and studied abroad for four     years more On his return he took up tutoring and gave     gratuitous instruction to classes of young workingmen He     became professor of history and political science in Trinity     College Hartford Conn in 1856 and retained that chair     until 1864 During the last four years of that time he was     president of the institution From 1864 to 1874 he lectured on     constitutional law and political science He lectured at     Harvard from 1870 to 1873 He was President of the Social     Science Association when it organised the movement for Civil     Service reform in 1869 His history of the United States     appeared in 1856 under the title of Manual of United States     History between the Years 1792 and 1850 It was revised and     brought down to date in 1873 under the title of History of     the United States A third edition appeared in 1881 This     work gained distinction as the first adequate textbook of     United States history and still holds the place it deserves in     popular favor The epitome is supplemented by a chronicle     compiled from several sourcesThe first man to discover the shores of the United States according toIcelandic records was an Icelander Leif Erickson who sailed in theyear 1000 and spent the winter somewhere on the New England coastChristopher Columbus a Genoese in the Spanish service discovered SanSalvador one of the Bahama Islands on October 12 1492 He thoughtthat he had found the western route to the Indies and thereforecalled his discovery the West Indies In 1507 the new continentreceived its name from that of Amerigo Vespucci a Florentine who hadcrossed the ocean under the Spanish and Portuguese flags The middleages were Closing the great nations of Europe were putting forth theirenergies material and immaterial and the discovery of America camejust in season to help and be helped by the men of these stirring yearsPonce de Leon a companion of Columbus was the first to reach theterritory of the present United States On Easter Sunday 1512 hediscovered the land to which he gave the name of Florida or Flower LandNumberless discoverers succeeded him De Soto led a great expeditionnorthward and westward in 153943 with no greater reward than thediscovery of the Mississippi Among the French explorers to claim Canadaunder the name of New France were Verrazzano 1524 and Cartier153442 Champlain began Quebec in 1608 The oldest town in the UnitedStates St Augustine Florida was founded September 8 1565 byMenendez de Aviles who brought a train of soldiers priests and negroslaves The second oldest town Santa Fe was founded by the Spaniardsin 1581John Cabot a Venetian residing in Bristol was the first person sailingunder the English flag to,23
+Produced by Robert Connal Wilelmina Malliere and PG DistributedProofreaders This file was produced from images generously madeavailable by gallica Bibliotheque nationale de France athttpgallicabnffrLETTRESECRITESDEGYPTE ET DE NUBIEEN 1828 ET 1829PARCHAMPOLLION LE JEUNENOUVELLE EDITION1868AVERTISSEMENTLes lettres dont joffre aujourdhui une nouvelle edition au public ontete ecrites par mon pere Champollion le jeune pendant le cours duvoyage quil fit en Egypte et en Nubie dans les annees 1828 et 1829Elles donnent ses impressions sur le vif au jour le jour et cestencore au dire des personnes competentes le meilleur et le plus surguide pour bien connaitre les monuments et lancienne civilisation de lavallee du Nil Elles furent successivement adressees a son frere etinserees en partie dans le _Moniteur universel_ pendant que mon perepoursuivant sa mission rassemblait les richesses archeologiques quonadmire au musee egyptien du Louvre dont il fut le fondateur etrecueillait les documents precieux quil neut pas le temps de mettre enlumiere puisque tout jeune encore en 1832 il fut enleve a la scienceet au glorieux avenir qui lui etait reserveEn 1833 mon oncle M ChampollionFigeac alors conservateur audepartement des manuscrits de la Bibliotheque royale publia chezFirmin Didot une edition de ces lettres dont il possedait lesoriginaux Cest cette edition epuisee depuis longtemps deja que jereproduis dans le present volumeLes savants qui ont marche dans la voie de Champollion le jeune montatteste que malgre les progres obtenus depuis trente ans dans lascience quil a fondee ces lettres etaient encore dune utiliteserieuse et dun grand interet cest cette conviction unie a un vifsentiment de respect pour la memoire de mon pere qui ma engagee afaire cette nouvelle editionZ CHERONNETCHAMPOLLIONParis le 15 septembre 1867MEMOIRESURUN PROJET DE VOYAGE LITTERAIREEN EGYPTEPRESENTE AU ROI EN 1827PLAN ET MOTIFS DU VOYAGEOn peut considerer comme un fait positif lorsquil sagit de nosconnaissances reelles sur lancienne Egypte que les recherches dessavants et des voyageurs nont produit jusquici de resultats completsde documents certains qua legard du seul systeme d_architecture_suivi pendant une si longue serie de siecles dans ce pays ou les artsont commence encore estil juste de dire que les travaux qui fixerontirrevocablement nos idees a cet egard ne sont point encore publies etquil reste de plus a reconnaitre les regles qui determinaient lechoix des ornements et des decorations selon la destination donnee achaque genre dedifice Ce point important pour la science ne peut etreeclairci que sur les lieux et par des personnes versees dans laconnaissance des symboles et du culte egyptiens car les plus simplesornements de cette architecture sont des emblemes parlants et tellefrise qui ne semble contenir que des arabesques ou une compositioncalculee pour loeil seulement renferme un precepte une date ou unfait historiqueLes doctrines le plus generalement adoptees sur _lart egyptien_ et surle degre davancement auquel ce peuple etait reellement parvenu soit ensculpture soit en peinture sont essentiellement fausses les nouvellesdecouvertes ont pu jeter de grands doutes sur leur exactitude mais cesdoctrines ne peuvent etre ramenees au vrai et assises sur des fondementssolides que par de nouvelles recherches faites sur les grands edificespublics de Thebes et des autres capitales de lEgypte Cest aussilunique moyen de decider clairement limportante question que desesprits diversement prevenus agitent encore si vivement celle de latransmission des arts de lEgypte a la GreceNos connaissances sur _la religion_ et le culte des Egyptiens nesetendent encore que sur les parties purement materielles lesmonuments de petites proportions nous font bien connaitre les noms etles attributs des divinites principales mais comme ces memes monumentsproviennent tous des catacombes et des sepultures nous navons derenseignements detailles que pour les personnages mystiques protecteursdes morts et presidant aux divers etats de lame apres sa separation ducorps La religion des hautes classes qui differait de celle destombeaux nest retracee que dans les sanctuaires des temples et leschapelles des palais sur ces edifices couverts interieurement etexterieurement de basreliefs colories charges de legendesinnombrables relatives a chaque personnage mythologique dont ilsretracent limage les divinites egyptiennes de tous les ordreshierarchiquement figurees et mises en rapport sont accompagnees de leurgenealogie et de tous leurs titres de maniere a faire completementconnaitre leur rang leur filiation leurs attributs et les fonctionsque chacune delles etait censee remplir dans le systeme theologiqueegyptien Il reste donc encore a reconnaitre sur les constructions delEgypte la partie la plus relevee et la plus importante de lamythologie egyptienneToutes les branches si variees des _arts_ et tous les procedes del_industrie egyptienne_ sont encore loin de nous etre connus On a bienrecueilli quelques tableaux et des inscriptions relatives a un certainnombre de metiers tels que la charpenterie la menuiserie la tanneriela construction navale le transport des masses la verrerie lart ducharron du forgeron du cordonnier de lemailleur etc etc etcmais les voyageurs qui ont dessine ces tableaux ont pour la plupartneglige les legendes explicatives qui les accompagnent et aucun deuxnetait en etat de lire sur les monuments ou ces tableaux ont etecopies les dates precises de lepoque ou ces divers arts furentpratiques Nous ignorons donc si la plupart de ces arts sont vraimentdorigine egyptienne propres a lEgypte ou sils ont ete introduitspar linfluence des peuples anciens qui comme les Perses les Grecs etles Romains ont tenu ce pays sous leur domination Cest donc encoreici une question tresimportante a eclaircir pour lhistoire delindustrie humaine et cependant il en est beaucoup dautres encore etdun interet bien plus releveSi lhistorien senquiert dabord des basreliefs historiques etethnographiques des scenes domestiques qui peignent les moeurs de lanation et celles des souverains etc _il demande precisement lesobjets qui sont le moins eclaircis_ Ainsi sexprimait il y a douzeans M de Heeren un des hommes les plus distingues de lAllemagne ettout ce quon a publie depuis loin de remplir cette importante lacunena pu quaugmenter encore les regrets des savants qui apprennentseulement par des dessins pris au hasard au milieu de series immensesde basreliefs que les grands edifices de lEgypte offrent encoresculptee dans tous ses details lhistoire entiere de ses plus grandssouverains et que des compositions dune immense etendue y retracentles epoques les plus glorieuses de lhistoire des Egyptiens car cepeuple a voulu quon put lire sur les murs des palais lhistoire de sesplus illustres monarques et,13
+Produced by Janet Kegg and PG Distributed ProofreadersIllustration WITH A GRINDING CRASH THE EARTH ON WHICH JOESTOOD WENT OUT FROM UNDER HIMTHE MOVING PICTURE BOYS AT PANAMAORStirring Adventures Along the Great CanalByVICTOR APPLETON1915CONTENTSCHAPTER     I  TO THE RESCUE    II  ON THE BRINK   III  A SURPRISE    IV  A DELAYED LETTER     V  ANOTHER SURPRISE    VI  SOMETHING QUEER   VII  IN NEW YORK  VIII  OFF FOR PANAMA    IX  THE LITTLE BOX     X  THE SECRET CONFERENCE    XI  ALONG THE CANAL   XII  ALMOST AN ACCIDENT  XIII  IN THE JUNGLE   XIV  IN DIRE PERIL    XV  IN CULEBRA CUT   XVI  THE COLLISION  XVII  THE EMERGENCY DAM XVIII  THE BIG SLIDE   XIX  JOES PLIGHT    XX  AT GATUN DAM   XXI  MR ALCANDOS ABSENCE  XXII  A WARNING XXIII  THE FLASHLIGHT  XXIV  THE TICKTICK   XXV  MR ALCANDO DISAPPEARSTHE MOVING PICTURE BOYS AT PANAMACHAPTER ITO THE RESCUEWith a series of puffs and chugs a big shiny motorcycle turned from the road into the graveled drive at the side ofa white farmhouse Two boys sat on the creaking saddles The oneat the front handle bars threw forward the clutch lever and thenturned on the power sharply to drive the last of the gases out ofthe twin cylindersThe motor cycle came to a stop near a shed and the two ladsswinging off looked at each other for a momentSome ride that observed one You had her going then BlakeJust a little Joeyes It was a nice level stretch and Iwanted to see what she could doYou didnt let her out to the full at that did youI should say not answered the one who had ridden in front andguided the steed of steel and gasoline Shell do better thanninety miles an hour on the level but I dont want to ride on herwhen shes doing itNor I Well it was a nice little run all right Funny thoughthat we didnt get any mail wasnt itIt sure was I think somebody must be robbing the postofficefor we ought to have had a letter from Mr Hadley before thisand he laughed at his own jokeYes agreed Joe and I ought to have had one fromHe stopped suddenly and a blush suffused the tan of his cheeksMight as well say it as think it broke in Blake with anotherlaugh that showed his white even teeth Hasnt Mabel written toyou this weekWhat if she hasnt fired back JoeOh nothing OnlyOnly I suppose you are put out because you havent had a postcardfrom Birdie Lee challenged JoeOh well have it your own way and Blake with a shrug of hisbroad shoulders began to wheel the motor cycle into the shedNo but it is queer isnt it went on Joe Here weve beenback from the flood district over two weeks now and we haventhad a line from Mr Hadley He promised to write too and let usknow what sort of moving pictures he might be in line for nextOur vacation will soon be over and we dont want to be idleThats right agreed his chum Theres no money in sittingaround when the film isnt running Oh well I suppose MrHadley has been so busy that he hasnt had time to make his plansBesides Blake went on you know there was a lot of troubleover the Mississippi flood picturesreels of film getting lostand all thatto say nothing of the dangers our friends ranBirdie Lee said shed never forget what they sufferedI dont blame her Well maybe they havent got straightened outenough yet to feel like writing But it sure is nice here and Idont mind if we stay another week or so and he looked up thepleasant valley on one side of which was perched the farmhousewhere the two moving picture boys had been spending theirvacationIt sure is nice agreed Blake And its lots more fun since wegot this motor cycle for they had lately invested in thepowerful vehicle on which they had made many trips about thesurrounding countryAs Blake went to put the machine in the shed which theirfarmerlandlord had allowed them to use Joe turned to glance backalong the road they had comeThe farmhouse was set up on a little hill above the road and aglimpse of the highway could be had for a long distance It wasthe sight of something coming along this thoroughfare thatattracted Joes attentionWhat are you looking at asked Blake returning after having putaway the motor cycleThat horse and buggy Looks to me as though that horse wasfeeling his oats and that the fellow driving him didnt know anymore about handling the reins than the law allowsThats right Joe If he doesnt look out hell have an upset ora runawayThe vehicle in question was a light buggy drawn by a particularlylarge and spirited horse Seated in the carriage as the boyscould see from their point of vantage were two men Who they werecould not be distinguished at that distance but the carriage wasrapidly coming nearerThere he goes suddenly cried JoeAs his chum spoke Blake saw that one of the reins had partedprobably because the driver pulled on it too hard in trying tobring the restive steed down to a walkOnce the spirited horse felt that he was no longer under controlsave by one line which was worse than none he sprang forwardand at once began to gallop pulling after him the light carriagewhich swayed from side to side threatening every moment tocollapse overturn or at least be torn loose from the horseThere he goes yelled Joe againI should say so agreed Blake There are going to be somedoings soonThis was evident for the horse was running away a,4
+Produced by Sue Asscher and Stephen RadcliffeTHE LIFE AND OPINIONS OF TRISTRAM SHANDY GENTLEMANBy Laurence Sternetwo lines in GreekTo the Right Honourable Mr PittSirNever poor Wight of a Dedicator had less hopes from his Dedicationthan I have from this of mine for it is written in a bye corner of thekingdom and in a retird thatchd house where I live in a constantendeavour to fence against the infirmities of ill health and otherevils of life by mirth being firmly persuaded that every time a mansmilesbut much more so when he laughs it adds something to thisFragment of LifeI humbly beg Sir that you will honour this book by taking itnotunder your Protectionit must protect itself butinto the countrywith you where if I am ever told it has made you smile or canconceive it has beguiled you of one moments painI shall think myselfas happy as a minister of stateperhaps much happier than any one oneonly excepted that I have read or heard ofI am Great Sir and what is more to your Honour I am Good Sir YourWellwisher and most humble FellowsubjectThe AuthorTHE LIFE AND OPINIONS OF TRISTRAM SHANDY GENTVOLUME THE FIRSTChapter 1II wish either my father or my mother or indeed both of them as theywere in duty both equally bound to it had minded what they were aboutwhen they begot me had they duly considerd how much depended upon whatthey were then doingthat not only the production of a rationalBeing was concerned in it but that possibly the happy formation andtemperature of his body perhaps his genius and the very cast of hismindand for aught they knew to the contrary even the fortunes ofhis whole house might take their turn from the humours and dispositionswhich were then uppermostHad they duly weighed and considered allthis and proceeded accordinglyI am verily persuaded I should havemade a quite different figure in the world from that in which thereader is likely to see meBelieve me good folks this is not soinconsiderable a thing as many of you may think ityou have all Idare say heard of the animal spirits as how they are transfused fromfather to son c cand a great deal to that purposeWell you maytake my word that nine parts in ten of a mans sense or his nonsensehis successes and miscarriages in this world depend upon their motionsand activity and the different tracks and trains you put them into sothat when they are once set agoing whether right or wrong tis nota halfpenny matteraway they go cluttering like heygo mad and bytreading the same steps over and over again they presently make a roadof it as plain and as smooth as a gardenwalk which when they areonce used to the Devil himself sometimes shall not be able to drivethem off itPray my Dear quoth my mother have you not forgot to wind up theclockGood G cried my father making an exclamation but takingcare to moderate his voice at the same timeDid ever woman since thecreation of the world interrupt a man with such a silly question Praywhat was your father sayingNothingChapter 1IIThen positively there is nothing in the question that I cansee either good or badThen let me tell you Sir it was a veryunseasonable question at leastbecause it scattered and dispersed theanimal spirits whose business it was to have escorted and gone hand inhand with the Homunculus and conducted him safe to the place destinedfor his receptionThe Homunculus Sir in however low and ludicrous a light he may appearin this age of levity to the eye of folly or prejudiceto the eye ofreason in scientific research he stands confessda Being guarded andcircumscribed with rightsThe minutest philosophers who by the byehave the most enlarged understandings their souls being inversely astheir enquiries shew us incontestably that the Homunculus is createdby the same handengenderd in the same course of natureendowdwith the same locomotive powers and faculties with usThat heconsists as we do of skin hair fat flesh veins arteriesligaments nerves cartilages bones marrow brains glands genitalshumours and articulationsis a Being of as much activityand in allsenses of the word as much and as truly our fellowcreature as my LordChancellor of EnglandHe may be benefittedhe may be injuredhemay obtain redress in a word he has all the claims and rights ofhumanity which Tully Puffendorf or the best ethick writers allow toarise out of that state and relationNow dear Sir what if any accident had befallen him in his wayaloneor that through terror of it natural to so young a travellermy little Gentleman had got to his journeys end miserably spenthismuscular strength and virility worn down to a threadhis own animalspirits ruffled beyond descriptionand that in this sad disorderdstate of nerves he had lain down a prey to sudden starts or aseries of melancholy dreams and fancies for nine long long monthstogetherI tremble to think what a foundation had been laid fora thousand weaknesses both of body and mind which no skill of thephysician or the philosopher could ever afterwards have set thoroughlyto rightsChapter 1IIITo my uncle Mr Toby Shandy do I stand indebted for the precedinganecdote to whom my father who was an excellent natural philosopherand much given to close reasoning upon the smallest matters had oftand heavily complained of the injury but once more particularly asmy uncle Toby well rememberd upon his observing a most unaccountableobliquity as he calld it in my manner of setting up my top andjustifying the principles upon which I had done itthe old gentlemanshook his head and in a tone more expressive by half of sorrow thanreproachhe said his heart all along foreboded and he saw it verifiedin this and from a thousand other observations he had made upon meThat I should neither think nor act like any other mans childButalas continued he shaking his head a second time and wiping awaya tear which was trickling down his cheeks My Tristrams misfortunesbegan nine months before ever he came into the worldMy mother who was sitting by lookd up but she knew no more thanher backside what,0
+Produced by Brendan Lane Garrett Alley and PG Distributed ProofreadersTHE BOOKBILLS OF NARCISSUSAN ACCOUNT RENDERED BY RICHARD LE GALLIENNEWITH A FRONTISPIECE BY ROBERT FOWLER1895TABLE OF CHAPTERS   I INTRODUCTORY  II STILL INTRODUCTORY BUT THIS TIME      OF A GREATER THAN THE WRITER III IN WHICH NARCISSUS OPENS HIS GLADSTONE  IV ACCOUNTS RENDERED   V AN IDYLL OF ALICE SUNSHINE WHICH      REALLY BELONGS TO THE LAST CHAPTER  VI THE SIBYLLINE BOOKS VII THE CHILDREN OF APOLLOVIII GEORGE MUNCASTER  IX THAT THIRTEENTH MAID   X IN VISHNULAND WHAT AVATARTO MILDRED  Always thy book too late acknowledged thine    Now when thine eyes no earthly page may read  Blinded with death or blinded with the shine    Of loves own lore celestial Small need  Forsooth for thee to read my earthly line    That on immortal flowers of fancy feed  What should my angel do to stoop to mine    Flowers of decay of no immortal seed  Yet love if in thy lofty dwellingplace    Higher than notes of any soaring bird      Beyond the beam of any solar light      A song of earth may scale the awful height  And at thy heavenly window find thy face    know my voice shall never fall unheard_December 6th_ 1894NOTE_This third edition has been revised and Chapter V is entirelynew_CHAPTER IINTRODUCTORYA WORD OF WISDOM FOUND WRITTEN LIKE THE MOST ANCIENT ONLEATHERAh old mens boots dont go there sir said the bootmaker to me oneday as he pointed to the toes of a pair I had just brought him formending It was a significant observation I thought and as I went onmy way home writing another such chronicle with every springing stepit filled me with much reflectionlargely of the nature of platitude Ihave little doubt such reflection Reader as is even already I doubtless rippling the surface of your mind with everwidening circles Yesyou sigh with an air it is in the unconscious autobiographies we areevery moment writingnot those we publish in two volumes and asupplementwhere the truth about us is hid Truly it is a thought thathas thrilled dead bosoms I agree but why be afraid of it for thatReader Truth is not become a platitude only in our day The Preacherknew it for such some considerable time ago and yet he did not fear towrite and set in order many proverbsYou have kept a diary for how many years Thirty dear me But have youkept your winebills If you ever engage me to write that life whichof course must some day be writtenI wouldnt write it myselfdonttrouble about your diary Lend me your private ledger There the actionlies in his true natureYet I should hardly perhaps have evoked this particular corollary fromthat man of leathers observation if I had not chanced one evening tocome across those old bookbills of my friend Narcissus about which Ihave undertaken to write here and been struckwellnigh awestruckbythe wonderful manner in which there lay revealed in them the story ofthe years over which they ran To a stranger I am sure they would befull of meaning but to me who lived so near him through so much of thetime how truly pregnant does each briefest entry seemTo Messrs Oldbuck and Sons they alas often came to be but so manyaccounts rendered to you being a philosopher they would as I havesaid mean more but to me they mean all that great sunrise the youthof NarcissusMany modern poets still young enough are fond of telling us wheretheir youth lies buried That of Narcissuswould ye knowrests amongthese old accounts Lo I would perform an incantation I throw theseold leaves into the _elixir vitae_ of sweet memory as Dr Heideggerthat old rose into his wonderful crystal water Have I power to makeNarcissus rose to bloom again so that you may know something of thebeauty it wore for us I wonder I would I had I must tryCHAPTER IISTILL INTRODUCTORY BUT THIS TIME OF A GREATER THAN THE WRITEROn the lefthand side of Tithefields just as one turns out of PrinceStreet in a certain wellknown Lancashire town is the unobtrusivebookshop of Mr Samuel Dale It must however be a very superficialglance which does not discover in it something characteristicdistinguishing it from other secondhand shops of the same size andstyleThere are alas treatises on farriery in the window geographieschemistries and French grammars on the trestles outside for Samuelalbeit so great a philosopher as indeed to have founded quite a schoolmust nevertheless live Those two cigars and that noggin of whiskeywhich he purchases with such a fine solemnity as he and I go hometogether for occasional symposia in his bachelor lodgingthose I saycome not without sale of such treatises such geographies chemistriesand French grammarsBut I am digressing There is a distinguishing air I but meant to sayabout the little shop Looking closer one generally finds that it comesof a choice bit of old binding or the quaint titlepage of some tunefulElizabethan It was an old Crashaw that first drew me inside andthough for some reason I did not buy it then I bought it a year afterbecause to it I owed the friendship of Samuel DaleAnd thus for three bright years that little shop came to be for a dailyhour or so a blessed palmtree away from the burden and heat of thenoon a holy place whither the moneychangers and such as sold dovesmight never come let their clamour in the outer courts ring never soloud There in Samuels talk did two wearyhearted bondservants ofEgypt draw a breath of the Infinite into their lives of the desk therecould they sit awhile by the eternal springs and feel the beating ofthe central heartSo it happened one afternoon about five years ago that I dropped inthere according to wont But Samuel was engaged with some,13
+Produced by Amy M Zelmer Sue AsscherTHE MAKERS OF AUSTRALASIAEARLY VOLUMESIN PREPARATIONCAPTAIN COOK and his Predecessors in Australasian Waters by REGINALDFORD FRGS Member of the British National Antarctic ExpeditionGOVERNOR PHILLIP and his Immediate successors BY FM BLADEN ChiefLibrarian Public Library SydneyEDWARD GIBBON WAKEFIELD by THE EDITORSIR GEORGE GREY by JAMES COLLIER sometime Librarian General AssemblyLibrary WellingtonIllustration Captain Charles Sturt aged about 54 years From thepainting by CrosslandTHEEXPLORERS OF AUSTRALIAAND THEIR LIFEWORKBYERNEST FAVENCExplorer and Author of The History of Australian Exploration TheGeographical Development of Australia Tales of the Austral Tropics TheSecret of the Australian Desert etc and Voices of the Desert Poems1908AUTHORS PREFACEIn presenting to the public this history of those makers of Australasiawhose work consisted in the exploration of the surface of the continentof Australia I have much pleasure in drawing the readers attention tothe portraits which illustrate the text It is I venture to say themost complete collection of portraits of the explorers that has yet beenpublished in one volume Some of them of course must needs beconventional but many of them such as the portrait of Oxley when ayoung man and of AC Gregory have never been given publicity beforeand in many cases I have selected early portraits whenever I had theopportunity in preference to the oft published portrait of the samesubject when advanced in yearsThere are many who assisted me in the collection of these portraits ToMr F Bladen of the Public Library Sydney Mr Malcolm Fraser ofPerth Western Australia Mr Thomas Gill of Adelaide Sir John ForrestThe Reverend J Milne Curran Mr Archibald Meston and many others mybest thanks are due In fact in such a work as this one cannot hope forsuccess unless he seek the assistance of those who remembered theexplorers in life or have heard their friends and relatives talkfamiliarly of them Let me particularly hope that from these pages ouryouth who should be interested in the exploration of their native landwill form an adequate idea of the character of the men who helped to makeAustralia and of some of the adverse conditions against which theystruggled so noblyERNEST FAVENCSydney 1908BIBLIOGRAPHYThe published Journals of all the Explorers of AustraliaReports of Explorations published in Parliamentary PapersHistory of New South Wales from the Records Barton and BladenAccount of New South Wales by Captain Watkin TenchManuscript Diaries of Blaxland Lawson and WentworthManuscript Diaries of GW Evans Macquarie and Lachlan RiversThe Pioneers of Victoria and South Australia by various writersContemporaneous Australian Journals of the several StatesPrivate letters and memoranda of persons in all the StatesManuscript Diary of Charles BonneyPamphlets and other bound extracts on the subject of explorationThe Year Book of Western AustraliaRecords of the Geographical Societies of South Australia and VictoriaRussells Genesis of QueenslandBiographical Notes by JH MaidenSpinifex and Sand by David CarnegieINTRODUCTIONIn introducing this book I should like to commend it to its readers asgiving an account of the explorers of Australia in a simple and conciseform not hitherto availableIt introduces them to us tells the tale of their longtried patience andstubborn endurance how they lived and did their work and gives a shortbut graphic outline of the work they accomplished in opening out andpreparing Australia as another home for our race on this side of theworldThe battle that they fought and won was over great natural difficultiesand obstacles as fortunately there were no ferocious wild beasts inAustralia while the danger from the hostility of the aborigines thougha barbarous people was with care and judgment with a few exceptionsavoidedTheir triumph has resulted in peaceful progress and in permanentoccupation and settlement of a vast continentOf all the Australian explorers the fate of Leichhardt  the Franklinof Australia as the author so justly terms him  is alone shrouded inmystery No man knoweth his sepulchre to this day His party of sixwhite men including Leichhardt and two black boys with 12 horses 13mules 50 bullocks and 270 goats have never been heard of since theyleft McPhersons station on the Cogoon on 3rd April 1848 and althoughthere have been several attempts to unravel the mystery there isscarcely a possibility of any discovery in regard to their fate everbeing madeThere can be no doubt that the fascination concerning the work of theearly explorers of Australia will gather strength as it goes Hitherto wehave been too close to them rightly to appreciate what was done Thisbook therefore comes at an opportune time and is a valuable record Theauthor has already done a great service to Australian explorations by hiswritings and in the present instance has added to our obligation to himby condensing the records into a smaller compass and by that means hasbrought it within convenient limits for use in schools and for generalreadersOf the explorers of Australia eleven have been honoured by being placedon the Golden Roll Gold Medallists of the Royal Geographical Society ofLondon Edward John Eyre being the first to receive the honour in 1843and Ernest Giles being the eleventh and last to receive it in 1880 Inthe order of Nature one generation passeth away and another generationcometh and so it comes to pass that every one on the Golden Roll exceptmyself has gone to the undiscovered country from whose bourn no travellerreturnsThat the Australian people will always remember the deeds of those whoin their day and generation under arduous and difficult conditionsdevoted themselves to the exploration of the Continent goes withoutsaying and I who in bygone years had the honour of assisting in thetask heartily wish that such fruit may be born of those deeds thatAustralia will continue to increase and flourish more and moreabundantly and thus fulfil her destiny as the great civilising anddominating power in the Southern SeasJOHN FORRESTThe BungalowHay Street PerthWestern AustraliaJanuary 7th 1908CONTENTSPREFACEBIBLIOGRAPHYINTRODUCTION by Sir John ForrestCONTENTSLIST OF ILLUSTRATIONSTABLE OF CONTENTSPART 1 EASTERN AUSTRALIACHAPTER 1 ORIGINS11 Governor Phillip12 Captain Tench13 The Blue Mountains Barallier14 The Blue Mountains BlaxlandCHAPTER 2 GEORGE WILLIAM EVANS21 First Inland Exploration22 The Lachlan River23 The Unknown WestCHAPTER 3 JOHN OXLEY31 General Biography32 His First Expedition33 The Liverpool Plains34 The Brisbane RiverCHAPTER 4 HAMILTON HUME41 Early Achievements42 Discovery of the,24
+Produced by Ron BurkeyLIFE OF JOHN STERLINGBy Thomas CarlyleTranscribers Note Italics in the text are indicated by the use of anunderscore as delimiter _thusly_ All footnotes have been collected atthe end of the text and numbered sequentially in brackets thuslyOne illustration has been omitted The pound symbol has been replacedby the word pounds Otherwise all spelling punctuation etc havebeen left as in the printed textTaken from volume 2 of Carlyles Complete Works which additionallycontains the LatterDay Pamphlets to be provided as a separate etextPART ICHAPTER I INTRODUCTORYNear seven years ago a short while before his death in 1844 JohnSterling committed the care of his literary Character and printedWritings to two friends Archdeacon Hare and myself His estimate of thebequest was far from overweening to few men could the small sumtotalof his activities in this world seem more inconsiderable than in thoselast solemn days it did to him He had burnt much found much unworthylooking steadfastly into the silent continents of Death and Eternity abrave mans judgments about his own sorry work in the field of Time arenot apt to be too lenient But in fine here was some portion of hiswork which the world had already got hold of and which he could notburn This too since it was not to be abolished and annihilated butmust still for some time live and act he wished to be wisely settledas the rest had been And so it was left in charge to us the survivorsto do for it what we judged fittest if indeed doing nothing did notseem the fittest to us This message communicated after his deceasewas naturally a sacred one to Mr Hare and meAfter some consultation on it and survey of the difficulties anddelicate considerations involved in it Archdeacon Hare and I agreedthat the whole task of selecting what Writings were to be reprintedand of drawing up a Biography to introduce them should be left to himalone and done without interference of mineas accordingly it was 1in a manner surely far superior to the common in every good quality ofediting and visibly everywhere bearing testimony to the friendlinessthe piety perspicacity and other gifts and virtues of that eminent andamiable manIn one respect however if in one only the arrangement had beenunfortunate Archdeacon Hare both by natural tendency and by hisposition as a Churchman had been led in editing a Work not free fromecclesiastical heresies and especially in writing a Life very full ofsuch to dwell with preponderating emphasis on that part of his subjectby no means extenuating the fact nor yet passing lightly over it whicha layman could have done as needing no extenuation but carefullysearching into it with the view of excusing and explaining it dwellingon it presenting all the documents of it and as it were spreading itover the whole field of his delineation as if religious heterodoxy hadbeen the grand fact of Sterlings life which even to the Archdeaconsmind it could by no means seem to be _Hinc illae lachrymae_ For theReligious Newspapers and Periodical Heresyhunters getting very livelyin those years were prompt to seize the cue and have prosecutedand perhaps still prosecute it in their sad way to all lengths andbreadths John Sterlings character and writings which had littlebusiness to be spoken of in any Churchcourt have hereby been carriedthither as if for an exclusive trial and the mournfulest set ofpleadings out of which nothing but a misjudgment _can_ be formedprevail there ever since The noble Sterling a radiant child of theempyrean clad in bright auroral hues in the memory of all that knewhimwhat is he doing here in inquisitorial _sanbenito_ with nothingbut ghastly spectralities prowling round him and inarticulatelyscreeching and gibbering what they call their judgment on himThe sin of Hares Book says one of my Correspondents in those yearsis easily defined and not very condemnable but it is neverthelessruinous to his task as Biographer He takes up Sterling as a clergymanmerely Sterling I find was a curate for exactly eight months duringeight months and no more had he any special relation to the Church Buthe was a man and had relation to the Universe for eightandthirtyyears and it is in this latter character to which all the others werebut features and transitory hues that we wish to know him His battlewith hereditary Church formulas was severe but it was by no means hisone battle with things inherited nor indeed his chief battleneither according to my observation of what it was is it successfullydelineated or summed up in this Book The truth is nobody that hadknown Sterling would recognize a feature of him here you would neverdream that this Book treated of _him_ at all A pale sickly shadow intorn surplice is presented to us here weltering bewildered amidheaps of what you call Hebrew Oldclothes wrestling with impotentimpetuosity to free itself from the baleful imbroglio as if thathad been its one function in life who in this miserable figure wouldrecognize the brilliant beautiful and cheerful John Sterling withhis everflowing wealth of ideas fancies imaginations with his frankaffections inexhaustible hopes audacities activities and generalradiant vivacity of heart and intelligence which made the presence ofhim an illumination and inspiration wherever he went It is too badLet a man be honestly forgotten when his life ends but let him not bemisremembered in this way To be hung up as an ecclesiastical scarecrowas a target for heterodox and orthodox to practice archery upon is nofate that can be due to the memory of Sterling It was not as a ghastlyphantasm choked in Thirtyninearticle controversies or miserableSemitic AntiSemitic streetriotsin scepticisms agonizedselfseekings that this man appeared in life nor as such if the worldstill wishes to look at him should you suffer the worlds memory of himnow to be Once for all it is unjust emphatically untrue as an imageof John Sterling perhaps to few men that lived along with him couldsuch an interpretation of their existence be more inapplicableWhatever truth there might be in these rather passionaterepresentations and to myself there wanted not a painful feeling oftheir truth,4
+Produced by The Internet Archive Childrens Library The Universityof Florida David King and the Online Distributed Proofreading TeamThe Baldwin LibraryRMBUniversity of FloridaFROM THE LIBRARY OFPAUL  VIRGINIA CROWLEYOUR GIFTBOSTONABEL TOMPKINS NO 38 CORNHILL1851Entered according to Act of Congress in the year 1850By ABEL TOMPKINSIn the Clerks Office of the District Court of the District ofMassachusettsDEDICATIONWe offer no words of inspired thoughtNo gems from the mines of wisdom broughtNo flowers of language to deck the pageNo borrowed glories of Muse or SageBut an offering simple and pure we bringAnd a wreath of wild roses around it flingNot culled from the shades of enamelled bowersBut watered by loves own gentle showersIn tones of affection we here would speakTo waken an echo of love we seekWe mingle our tears for the early deadTo the land of spirits before us fledWhile a moral we humbly would here entwineWith the flowers we lay on affections shrineWe pray that the light of religion may dawnTo brighten our pathway each coming mornThen with love for each other OUR GIFT we bringAnd love for the memories that round it clingAnd trust in the hopes that are lighted hereTo burn with new brightness each passing yearAnd as Time moves on with unceasing treadAnd the flowers of youth are withered and deadMay no sigh of regret to the past be givenAs it peacefully fades in the light of HeavenPREFACEOUR GIFT has been prepared as a token of affection for our Sundayschool Pupils and it is hoped that it may serve a similar purpose inthe hands of other teachers It has been said that _He who gives histhought gives a part of himself_ It was this idea that suggested theoffering we now bring We do not claim for it especial excellence Weare aware that its pages have not uniform merit When we state that theyare from the pens of twentyfive different teachers few of whom areaccustomed to write for the public eye we offer the only apology forthe imperfections of the work which in our judgment the circumstancesof the case demand If this explanation shall not cause the critic tothrow the work aside we would welcome him to whatever pleasure he mayfind in its perusal Of the defects which it contains we prefer toshare jointly the responsibility and have therefore omitted to attachsignatures to the several articles The shorter paragraphs scatteredthrough the work embody ideas from several contributions which havebeen excluded by its narrow limits Such as it is we present it to thepublic generally and especially to our pupils as a slight token of theardent love we bear them humbly praying that the moral lessons itcontains may find a place in their hearts and contribute to theformation of such a character as involves within itself the highest formof blessingTEACHERS OF THE SCHOOL STREET UNIVERSALIST SUNDAY SCHOOL BOSTONCONTENTSDedicationPrefaceRemember meHonor thy ParentsUncharitable JudgmentBoys become MenTo the Portrait of Father BallouSusans Repentance and Appeal to her Elder SisterLittle EmmaThe Old Sabbath SchoolroomThe Hunter and his Dog JowlerA FableTake Care of your BooksMy NieceTeachers LibraryScholars LibraryAgathaResponsibilityDuty of ParentsA Scholars Remembrance of the PicNic of 1850Rain DropsObey the RulesThe Ways of ProvidenceTo AlbertaThe Discontented SquirrelA FableSchool Street SocietyThe Example of the BeeThe Morning WalkTrue SatisfactionFemale EducationOne FamilySummer ThoughtsA FableA Talk with the ChildrenUncle JimmyThe Childs Dream of HeavenThe Influence of Sabbath SchoolsMemorySelfishnessTroubleRevengeA Biographical SketchThe Sabbath School BoysFear of DeathIll TemperReadingA Sabbath School ExcursionChrist and DutyOUR GIFTREMEMBER MERemember me How swift the tide  Of memory glideth oer the pastThose sunny hours so quickly sped  Perchance a few with clouds oercastBut memory hath more lasting flowers  Which Times rude hand can neer effaceThe sweets we cull from friendships bowers  The gems affections altar graceRemember me In youths bright morn  Those simple words so lightly spokenFar into future years may reach  And wake a spell which neer is brokenA star to gleam in Memorys sky  A line on Memorys page to glowA smile to offer at her shrine  Or tears which from her springs shall flowRemember me As one by one  The cherished ties of earth are tornThe magic spell which Memory weaves  Shall long in kindred hearts be wornAnd when the last farewell is said  A solace to each heart shall beThe memory of that love which spoke  In parting tones Remember meHONOR THY PARENTSCONVERSATION IHonor thy father and thy motherWell Clara said Mary as they left the church shall we go now andtake a walk before we go home Look there are William Johnson andGeorge Field waiting to see which way we shall turn in order toaccompany usNot this afternoon answered Clara I think we had better go homeThey continued their way homeward until they reached the street whereClara lived and were about to part when Mary asked her companion atwhat time she would meet her the next morning to take a long walkadding that William and George would go with themI will ask mother replied Clara and if she is willing I will meetyou at six oclockHow is this said Mary you never used to say you would ask yourmother besides there can be no possible objection to our going to takea walkTrue rejoined Clara there can be no objection to our taking a walkbut we have never told our mothers that William and George are in thehabit of going with usWell I dont see any _great_ harm in their going with us continuedMary with a tone which indicated that she did not see _any_ harm_whatever_ in itPerhaps there is not and yet Mary I have thought that there mightbe therefore I prefer to speak to my mother about itAnd pray Miss Clara what has made you so conscientious all at onceI will tell you Mary You recollect that on the last Sabbath ourpastor took for his text the fifth commandmentYes I doWell something which he said caused me to think more about thesewords than I ever did before and the more I think of them the moreconvinced I am that we do,19
+Produced by Joshua Hutchinson Josephine Paolucci and theOnline Distributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetThis file was produced from images generously madeavailable by Cornell University Digital CollectionsTHEATLANTIC MONTHLY_A Magazine of Literature Science Art and Politics_VOL XVIIIOCTOBER 1866NO CVIIIEntered according to Act of Congress in the year 1866 by TICKNOR ANDFIELDS in the Clerks Office of the District Court of the District ofMassachusettsTranscribers Note Minor typos have been corrected and footnotes movedto the end of the articleCHILDHOOD A STUDYThere is a rushing southwest wind It murmurs overhead among thewillows and the little riverwaves lap and wash upon the point belowbut not a breath lifts my hair down here among the treetrunks closeto the water Clear water ripples at my feet and a mile and more awayacross the great bay of the wide river the old compact brickred citylies silent in the sunshine Silent I say truly to me here it ismotionless and silent But if I should walk up into State Street and sayso my truth like many others when uprooted from among theircircumstances would turn into a disagreeable lie Sharp points riseabove the irregular profile of the line of roofs Some are churchspires and some are mastsmixed at the rate of about one church and ahalf to a schooner I smell the clear earthy smell of the pure graysand and the fresh cool smell of the pure water Tiny birdtracks liealong the edge of the water perhaps to delight the soul of somemillennial ichnologist A faint aromatic perfume rises from the stems ofthe willowbushes abraded by the ice of the winter floods I should notperceive it were they not tangled and matted all around so close to myheadJust this side of the city is the monstrous arms factory and over thelevel line of its great dike the chimneys of the attendant village ofboardinghouses peep up like irregular teeth A sailboat glides up theriver A silent brown sparrow runs along the stems of the willowthicket and delicate slender flies now and then alight on me They willdie tonight It is too early in the spring for themThe air is warm and soft Now and here I can write Utter solitudewarmth a landscape and a comfortable seat are the requisites Thefirst and the last are the chiefest if but one of the four could behad I think that as a writer I should take the seat That which ofall my writing I wrote with the fullest and keenest sense of creativepleasure I did while coiled up one summer day among the dry branchesof a fallen tree at the tip of a long promontorylike stretch ofmeadow on the quiet lonely level Glastenbury shore over against theConnecticut State Prison at WethersfieldWell here on the rivershore I begin but I shall not tell when Istop Doubtless there will be a jog in the composition The blue sky andclear water will fade out of my words all at once and a carpet andhotair furnace perhaps will appear                                   NothingThen a life And so I entered this world a being sliding obscurely inamong human beings But whence or whither Those questions belong amongthe gigantic terrible ones insoluble silentthe unansweringprimeval sphinxes of the mind We can sit and stare at such questionsand wonder but staring and wondering are not thought They are close toidiocy both states drop the lower jaw and open the mouth and assumingthe idiotic _physique_ tends if there be any sympathetic and imitativepower to bring on the idiotic state If we stare and wonder too long atsuch questions we may make ourselves idiotsnever philosophersI do not recollect the innocent and sunny hours of childhoodA As toinnocence the remark of a certain ancient and reverend man thoughsour was critically accuratethat it is the weakness of infantslimbs and not their minds which are innocent It is most true Manyan impotent infantine screech or slap or scratch embodies an abandonmentand ecstasy of utter uncontrolled fury scarcely expressible by thegrownup man though he should work the bloodiest murder to express itAnd what adult manifestation except in the violent ward of an insaneretreat or perhaps among savagesthe infants of the worldequalsin exquisite concentration and rapture of fury that childs trick offlinging himself flat down and with kicks and poundings and howlsbanging his head upon the ground Without fear or knowledge his wholebeing centres in the one faculty of anger he hurls the whole of himselfslap against the whole world as readily as at a kitten or a playmateHe would fain scrabble down through the heart of the earth and kill itrend it to pieces if he could If human wickedness can be expressed insuch a mad child you have the whole of itperfectly ignorantperfectly furious perfectly feeble perfectly uselessAnd as to the sunny hours I believe those delights are like thephantasmal glories of elfland When the glamour is taken away thesplendid feasts and draperies and gold and silver and gallant knightsand lovely ladies are seen to have been a squalid misery of poor rootsand scraps tatters and pebbles and bark and dirt misshapen dwarfs andold hags Or else the deceitful vision vanishes all away and was onlyempty unconscious time Or am I indeed unfortunate and inferior toother men in innate qualities in social faculty in truthfulness ofremembranceLet me see Let me set it out as an attorney would say Let me stateand judge those primeval or preliminary or forming years of my lifeHow many were they More at the North than in the hot hurrying SouthAs a rule the Northerner should be twentyfive years old beforeassuming to be a man For my own part I have always had an unpleasantconsciousness which I am only now escaping from of nonprecocityantiprecocity in fact _post_cocity I have been relatively immatureIn important particulars I have been somehow ten years behindmenboys if you likeof my own age The particulars I mean are thoseof intercourse,25
+Produced by Ted Garvin jayam and the Online Distributed ProofreadingTeamA NARRATIVE OF THE SIEGE OF DELHI WITH AN ACCOUNT OFTHE MUTINY AT FEROZEPORE IN 1857BY CHARLES JOHN GRIFFITHS LATE CAPTAIN 61ST REGIMENTEDITED BY HENRY JOHN YONGE LATE CAPTAIN 61ST REGIMENTWITH PLANS AND ILLUSTRATIONSLONDON JOHN MURRAY ALBEMARLE STREET W 1910INTRODUCTIONThe ever memorable period in the history of our Eastern Empire known asthe Great Indian Rebellion or Mutiny of the Bengal army was an epochfraught with the most momentous consequences and one which resulted incovering with undying fame those who bore part in its suppression Thepassions aroused during the struggle the fierce hate animating thebreasts of the combatants the deadly incidents of the strife whichwithout intermission lasted for nearly two years and deluged with bloodthe plains and cities of Hindostan have scarcely a parallel in historyOn the one side religious fanaticism when Hindoo and Mohammedanrestraining the bitter animosity of their rival creeds united togetherin the attempt to drive out of their common country that race which forone hundred years had dominated and held the overlordship of the greaterportion of India On the other side a small band of Englishmen afew thousand white men among millions of Asiatics stood shoulder toshoulder calm fearless determined ready to brave the onslaught oftheir enemies to maintain with undiminished lustre the proud deeds oftheir ancestors and to a man resolved to conquer or to dieWho can recount the numberless acts of heroism the hairbreadth escapesthe anxious days and nights passed by our gallant countrymen who fewin number and isolated from their comrades stood at bay in differentparts of the land surrounded by hundreds of pitiless miscreants tigersin human shape thirsting for their blood And can pen describe thenameless horrors of the timegently nurtured ladies outraged andslain before the eyes of their husbands children and helpless infantsslaughtereda very Golgotha of butchery as all know who have read ofthe Well of CawnporeThe first months of the rebellion were a fight for dear life a constantstruggle to avert entire annihilation for to all who were there itseemed as though no power on earth could save them But Providencewilled it otherwise and after the full extent of the danger wasrealized gloomy forebodings gave way to stern endeavours Men arosegreat in council and in the field statesmen and warriorsLawrenceMontgomery Nicholson Hodson and many others The crisis brought tothe front numbers of daring spirits full of energy and resource ofindomitable resolution and courage men who from the beginning saw themagnitude of the task set before them and with calm judgment faced theinevitable These were they who saved our Indian Empire and who by thedirection of their great organized armies brought those who but a fewyears before had been our mortal enemies to fight cheerfully on ourside and carrying to a successful termination the leaguer of Delhistemmed the tide of the rebellion and broke the backbone of the MutinyThe interest excited amongst all classes of our countrymen by the eventswhich happened during the momentous crisis of 1857 in India can scarcelybe appreciated by the present generation So many years have elapsedthat all those who held high commands or directed the councils of theGovernment have long since died and the young participants in thecontest who survived its toils and dangers are all now past middle ageBut the ofttold tale will still bear repetition and the recital of theachievements of Englishmen during the great Indian rebellion will fillthe hearts of their descendants for all time with pride and incite themto emulate their actions In the hour of danger the heart of the nationis stirred to its profoundest depths the national honour is at stakeand that heritage bequeathed to us by our ancestors must at all hazardsbe preserved Thus it happened in 1857 and the result is well known Soit may again occur and with confidence it may be predicted that as ofyore Britains sons will not be found wanting in the hour of trialthat keeping well in mind the glorious traditions of their race theywill maintain unsullied the reputation of their forefathers and add tothe renown of that Empire on which the sun never setsIt is unnecessary in this place to enter into the causes which ledto the mutiny of the Bengal army These can be read and studied in thegraphic pages of Kaye and Malleson My intention is to give as far asin me lies a truthful account of the events in which I personally borepart and which came under my own immediate observationCONTENTSCHAPTER IFEROZEPORE_May 10 to June 13_Outbreak at MeerutNeglect of arsenalsHMs 61stRegimentCharacteristics of the British troops in IndiaOutbreakunexpectedFirst indication of disaffectionNews of the Mutiny atMeerutSteps taken at FerozeporeWives and families moved to thebarracksA party of the 61st Regiment sent into the fortProceedingswithin the fort45th Regiment of Native Infantry tries to take thefortIt is repulsedCriticism of the Brigadiers conductHis want ofinitiativeThe cantonment firedThe damage doneBells of arms blownupThe 61st dismissed to barracksA patrol orderedState of thecantonmentAction of the mutineersOfficers quartered in thebarracksGrenadiers again on special dutyIndifference displayed bythe BrigadierMeasures adopted for the safety of the cantonmentSearchfor mess propertyParsimony of the GovernmentAnxiety in thePunjabLoyalty of the SikhsSir John Lawrences appeal tothemTheir characteristicsSpread of the MutinyReactionat FerozeporeNightattacksOne in particularTrial ofprisonersSentencesExecutionsCHAPTER IION THE MARCH_June 13 to July 1_A wing of the 61st ordered to DelhiThe five companiesselectedReadiness displayed by the regimentOn the marchCholeraappearsI visit an old friendBadlikiSeraiNews from DelhiEntryinto campCHAPTER IIIBEFORE DELHI_July 1 to September 7_A view of DelhiVicissitudes of the cityIts defencesdefencesTheridgePosition of our campOur positionThe GoorkhasCholeraragingHeat and fliesExecutionsThe Metcalfe picketsA sortieexpectedexpectedHodsonBombardment of Metcalfe picketEnemyreported moving on AliporeA force sent after themThe actiondescribedForces complimented by Sir Henry BarnardHis deathHisservicesOur meagre armamentScarcity of ammunitionAmusingincidentThe Metcalfe houseOur buglecalls in use by the enemyAsortieRuse by the enemys cavalryGallant conduct of LieutenantHills and Major Tombs Bengal ArtilleryExpedition under BrigadierChamberlainChamberlainGallant conduct of Brigadier Wm JonesFightat KishenganjMeeting with an old friendA sad storystoryStory ofC dA victim of the Meerut massacremassacreStrong feeling ofrevenge in all ranksA sortieAttack on Sabzi Mandi pickets and rightridgeAn awkward positionHeavy loss of enemyCholera and othersickness prevalentFishingProvisions etc much appreciatedGeneralReed resigns and is succeeded by General WilsonAttack on Sabzi,20
+Produced by Charles Aldarondo Keren Vergon Julie Barkley and theOnline Distributed Proofreading TeamMY NATIVE LANDThe United States its Wonders its Beauties and its People withDescriptive Notes Character Sketches Folk Lore Traditions Legendsand History for the Amusement of the Old and the Instruction of theYoungBYJAMES COXAuthor of Our Own Country Missouri at the Worlds Fair Old andNew St Louis An Arkansas Eden Oklahoma Revisited Etc  Breathes there a man with soul so dead   Who never to himself has said      This is my own my native landPROFUSELY ILLUSTRATED1903CONTENTSCHAPTER IOUR NATIONS BIRTHThe Story of Liberty BellImpartial Opinions on the RevolutionaryWarThe Shot that was Heard Around the WorldThe First Committee ofSafetyA Defeat which Equaled a VictoryWashingtons EarnestnessToCongress on HorsebackThe First 4th of July CelebrationCHAPTER IITHE WITCH OF SALEMA Relic of Religious BigotryParson Lawsons Tirade againstWitchcraftExtraordinary Court Records of Old Puritan DaysAllegedSupernatural ConjuringA Man and his Wife both put to DeathCrushedfor Refusing to PleadA Romance of the Old Days of Witch PersecutionCHAPTER IIIIN PICTURESQUE NEW YORKSome Local Errors CorrectedA Trip Down the Hudson RiverThe Last ofthe MohicansThe Home of Rip Van WinkleThe Ladies of Vassar and theirHomeWest Point and its HistorySing Sing PrisonThe Falls ofNiagaraIndians in New York StateCHAPTER IVIN THE CENTER OF THE COUNTRYThe Geographical Center of the United States and its Location West ofthe Mississippi RiverThe Center of PopulationHistory of FortRileyThe Gallant SeventhEarly Troubles of KansasExtermination ofthe BuffaloBut a Few Survivors out of Many MillionsCHAPTER VTHE MORMONS AND THEIR WIVESThe Pilgrimage Across the Bad Lands to UtahIncidents of theMarchSuccess of the New ColonyReligious PersecutionsMurder of anEntire FamilyThe Curse of PolygamyAn Ideal CityHumors of Bathingin Great Salt LakeCHAPTER VITHE INVASION OF OKLAHOMAA History of the Indian NationEarly Struggles of OklahomaBoomersFight between HomeSeekers and SoldiersScenes at the Openingof Oklahoma ProperA Miserable Night on the PrairieA Race forHomesLawlessness in the Old Indian TerritoryCHAPTER VIICOWBOYSREAL AND IDEALA Much Maligned ClassThe Cowboy as he Is and as he is Supposed tobePrairie Fever and how it is CuredLife on the Ranch Thirty YearsAgo and NowSingular Fashions and Changes of CostumeTroublesEncountered by wouldbe Bad MenCHAPTER VIIIWARDS OF OUR NATIVE LANDThe Indians Admirers and CriticsAt School and AfterIndian Courtshipand MarriageExtraordinary DancesGambling by InstinctHowCrossEye Lost his PonyPawning a BabyAmusing and Degrading Sceneson Annuity DayCHAPTER IXCIVILIZATIONACTUAL AND ALLEGEDTried in the Balances and Found WantingIndian ArchersBow and ArrowLoreBarbarous Customs that Die SlowlyGreat Wolf the IndianVanderbiltHow the Seri were Taught a Valuable LessonPlaying withRattlesnakes with ImpunityCHAPTER XOLD TIME COMMUNISTSHouses on Rocks and Sand HillsHow Many Families Dwelt Together inUnityPeculiarities of CostumesPueblo Architecture and Folk LoreAHistoric Struggle and how it EndedLegends Concerning MontezumaCuriousReligious CeremoniesCHAPTER XIHOW CUSTER LIVED AND DIEDRemember CusterAn EyeWitness of the MassacreCuster Cody andAlexisA Ride over the Scenes of the Unequal ConflictMajor RenosMarked FailureHow Sitting Bull Ran Away and Lived to Fight AnotherDayWhy a Medicine Man did not Summon RainCHAPTER XIIAMONG THE CREOLESMeaning of the word CreoleAn Old Aristocratic RelicThe Venice ofAmericaOrigin of the Creole CarnivalsRex and his AnnualDisguisesCreole BallsThe St Louis Veiled ProphetsThe FrenchMarket and other Landmarks in New OrleansA Beautiful Ceremony and anUnfinished MonumentCHAPTER XIIITHE HEATHEN CHINEE IN HIS ELEMENTA Trip to Chinatown San FranciscoA House with a HistoryNarrowAlleys and Secret DoorsOpium Smoking and its EffectsTheHighbindersCelestial TheatricalsChinese FestivalsThe Brighter Sideof a Great CityA Mammoth Hotel and a Beautiful ParkCHAPTER XIVBEFORE EMANCIPATION AND AFTERFirst Importation of Negro Slaves into AmericaThe OriginalAbolitionistsA Colored Enthusiast and a CowardOrigin of the wordSecessionJohn Browns FanaticismUncle Toms CabinFaithful untoDeathGeorge Augustus Sala on the Negro who Lingered too long in theMill PondCHAPTER XVOUR NATIONAL PARKA Delightful RhapsodyEarly History of Yellowstone ParkA Fish Storywhich Convulsed CongressThe First White Man to Visit the ParkA Racefor LifePhilosophy of the Hot SpringsMount EvertsFrom the Geysersto Elk ParkSome Old Friends and New OnesYellowstone LakeTheAnglers ParadiseCHAPTER XVITHE HEROES OF THE IRON HORSEHonor to whom Honor is DueA Class of Men Not Always ThoroughlyAppreciated at their WorthAn Amateurs Ride on a FlyingLocomotiveFrom Twelve Miles an Hour to Six Times that SpeedTheSignal Tower and the Men who Work in itStealing a TrainA Race withSteamStories about Bewitched Locomotives and Providential EscapesCHAPTER XVIIA RAILROAD TO THE CLOUDSEarly History of ManitouZebulon Pikes Important DiscoveryA YoungMedicine Mans Peril and Final TriumphA Health Resort in Years GoneByThe Garden of the GodsThe Railroad up Pikes PeakEarly Failuresand Final SuccessThe Most Remarkable Road in the WorldRiding Abovethe CloudsCHAPTER XVIIIINTO THE BOWELS OF THE EARTHThe Grand Canon of the ColoradoNiagara OutdoneThe Course of theColorado RiverA Survey Party Through the CanonExperiences of aTerrible NightWonderful Contrasts of Color in the Massive RocksANatural Wall a Thousand Feet HighHieroglyphics which have Never beenDecipheredRelics of a Superior RaceConjecture as to the Origin ofthe Ancient Bearded White MenCHAPTER XIXOUR GREAT WATERWAYSImportance of Rivers to Commerce a Generation AgoThe Ideal RiverManThe Great Mississippi River and its Importance to our NativeLandThe Treacherous MissouriA First Mate who Found a Cooks Disguisevery ConvenientHow a Second Mate got over the Inconvenience ofTemporary Financial EmbarrassmentCHAPTER XXTHROUGH THE GREAT NORTHWESTThe Importance of Some of our Newest StatesRomantic History ofMontanaThe Bad Lands and their Exact OppositeCivilization Away Up inthe MountainsIndians who have Never Quarreled with WhiteMenTraditions Concerning Mount TacomaWonderful Towns of the ExtremeNorthwestA State Shaped like a Large ChairThe Falls of ShoshoneCHAPTER XXIIN THE WARM SOUTHEASTFlorida and its Appropriate NameThe First Portions of North AmericaDiscovered by White MenEarly Vicissitudes of its ExplorersAnEnormous Coast LineHow Key West came to be a great Cigar TownTheSuwanee RiverSt Augustine and its WorldRenowned HotelOld FortMarionLIST OF ILLUSTRATIONSStatue to Minute ManInterior of Independence Hall PhiladelphiaTomb of General Grant Riverside ParkA Memory of Rip Van WinkleThe Exact Center of United StatesBrigham Youngs Grave Salt Lake CityChief RainintheFace and his Favorite PonyThe Cowboy as He IsCivilized IndiansAn Uncivilized SavageThe Belle of the PuebloCuster Battlefield and MonumentThe Old French Market at New OrleansThe Prettiest Chinese Woman in AmericaYellowstone FallsIn and Around Yellowstone ParkA Marvel of MagnificenceClimbing Pikes Peak by RailHieroglyphic Memoirs of Past AgesA Fin de Siecle Pleasure SteamerWhaleback Steamer on the LakesTwo Views of Mount TacomaA Restful Southern HomeMY NATIVE LANDCHAPTER IOUR NATIONS BIRTHThe Story of Liberty BellImpartial Opinions on the RevolutionaryWarThe Shot that was Heard Around the WorldThe First Committee ofSafetyA Defeat which Equaled a VictoryWashingtons EarnestnessToCongress on,9
+Produced by Internet Archive University of Florida Children HilaryCawsElwitt and the Online Distributed Proofreading TeamIllustration ARTHUR AND HIS DOGARTHUR HAMILTONAND HIS DOG_Written for the Massachusetts Sabbath School Society andapproved by the Committee of Publication_1851ARTHUR HAMILTONCHAPTER ILEAVING HOMEOne pleasant October evening Arthur Hamilton was at play in front ofthe small brown cottage in which he lived He and his brother Jameswere having a great frolic with a large spotted dog who was performinga great variety of antics such as only welleducated dogs understandBut Rover had been carefully initiated into the mysteries of making abow while standing on his hind legs tossing pieces of bread off hisnose putting up his forepaws with a most imploring look and piteouswhine which the boys called begging for money and when a chip hadbeen given him he uttered a most energetic bowwowwow which theyregarded as equivalent to thank you sir and walked offWhile they were thus amusing themselves their mother was sitting on therude piazza which ran along the front of the cottage now looking at themerry children and then thoughtfully gazing at the long shadows whichwere stretching across the road Mrs Hamilton was a woman of wonderfulstrength and energy both of body and mind and she had been sustainedfor many years by the Christians hope but there was now a heavy burdenresting on her soul which even her native energy and Christian trustwere unable to remove She had known many days of worldly prosperitysince she had resided in that little cottage but of late trials hadmultiplied and days and nights of heartcrushing sorrow had beenappointed unto her He who should have shared lifes trials andlightened their weight had proved recreant to his trust and was nowwandering she knew not whither and poverty was staring the desertedfamily in the face Debts had accumulated and though Mrs Hamilton haddone all that could be done to meet the emergency though she hadlabored incessantly and borne fatigue and selfdenial with a brave andcheerful spirit it had been found necessary to leave the home so dearto herthe home where she had been brought a fair and youthful bridewhere she had spent many happy years and which was endeared to her byso many sweet and hallowed as well as painful associations Every footof the green meadow the orchard on the hill and the pasture lyingbeyond was dear to her and it was painful to see them pass into otherhands But that heaviest of all the trials which poverty brings to themothers heart was hers also The conviction had been forced upon herthat she must separate the children and find other homes for such aswere old enough to do any thing for themselves This necessaryseparation had now taken place Her eldest son had gone to a distantsouthern state carrying with him his mothers prayers and blessingsand a strong arm and stout heart with which to win himself a name anda place in his adopted home John the second still remained with herassisting by his unceasing toil to earn a supply for their dailywants Henry the third son a brighteyed youth of sixteen hadattracted the notice of his pastor and by his advice and assistancehad been placed on the list of the beneficiaries of the AmericanEducation Society and was now at an Academy preparing for CollegeJames was living with a farmer in the neighborhood and was now on thegreen with Arthur These changes had already taken place and now couldshe part with Arthurher sweettempered gentle Arthur That was thequestion which agitated and saddened her An offer had been made her byMr Martin who lived in an adjoining town and whom she knew to be anexcellent man He wished to take Arthur and keep him till he wastwentyone would clothe him send him to school and treat him as oneof his own family training him to habits of industry and economy Couldshe hope any thing better for her darling boy There was a youngerbrother and two sisters still remaining at home and embarrassed as shewas ought she not to be grateful for such an opening and thankfullyavail herself of it Such was the view another might take of thesubject but to her it was unspeakably painful to think of theseparation Arthur was ten years old but he was a modest and timid boywhose sensitive nature had led him to cling more closely to his mothersside than his bolder and more active brothersMrs Hamilton knew that this was no time for the indulgence ofsentiment  she knew that _duty_ must be done even though everychord of her heart quivered with agony After much consideration andearnest prayer she had concluded to let him go and the thought ofsending him away from her and all he loved among entire strangers waswhat made her so sorrowful She strove to calm herself by thereflection that she had done what seemed to be right and byremembering the blessed promises of Gods Holy Word to the fatherlessand to all those who put their trust in Him With a cheerful voice shecalled the boys telling James it was time for him to go home asCaptain L with whom he lived was a very particular man and would bedispleased if he staid out beyond the proper time Mrs Hamiltons sonshad been trained to obedience and James never thought of lingering andloitering for half an hour as I have seen some boys do after beingtold to go He just gave Rover a good pat on the back and saying ahasty goodnight to his mother and Arthur he ran homeArthur was alone with his mother and she told him of the arrangementshe had made for him and the reasons for it Arthur was quite overcomeat the idea of a separation from the mother he loved so dearly andexclaimedOh mother dont send me away from home I can earn something andwill work very hard if you will only let me stay Please mother let mestay with youIt is quite as painful to me Arthur  said his mother to part fromyou as it can be to,2
+Produced by Steven desJardins and the Online Distributed ProofreadingTeamIllustration Frank R StocktonThe Storiesof theThree BurglarsByFRANK R STOCKTON1889THE STORIES OF THE THREE BURGLARSI am a householder in a pleasant country neighbourhood about twentymiles from New York My family consists of myself and wife our boyGeorge William aged two two maidservants and a man but in thesummer we have frequent visitors and at the time of which I am about towrite my Aunt Martha was staying with usMy house is large and pleasant and we have neighbours near enough forsocial purposes and yet not too near or too many to detract from therural aspect of our surroundings But we do not live in a paradise weare occasionally troubled by mosquitoes and burglarsAgainst the first of these annoyances we have always been able to guardourselves at least in a measure and our man and the cook declare thatthey have become so used to them that they do not mind them but toguard against burglars is much more difficult and to become used tothem would I think require a great deal of practiceFor several months before the period of this narrative our neighbourhoodhad been subject to visits from burglars From time to time houses hadbeen entered and robbed and the offenders had never been detectedWe had no police force not even a village organization There was asmall railway station near our house and six miles away was the countytown For fire and police protection each household was obliged todepend upon itselfBefore the beginning of the burglarious enterprises in our midst we hadnot felt the need of much protection in this direction sometimespoultry was stolen but this was a rare occurrence and althoughwindows and doors were generally fastened for the night this labour wasoften considered much more troublesome than necessary But now a greatchange had taken place in the feelings of our community When the firstrobbery occurred the neighbours were inclined to laugh about it and tosay that Captain Hubbards habit of sitting up after the rest of hisfamily had gone to bed and then retiring and forgetting to close thefront door had invited the entrance of a passing tramp But when asecond and a third house where windows and doors had not been leftopen had been entered and in a measure despoiled people ceased tolaugh and if there had been any merriment at all on the subject itwould have been caused by the extraordinary and remarkable precautionstaken against the entrance of thieves by night The loaded pistol becamethe favourite companion of the head of the house those who had nowatchdogs bought them there were new locks new bolts new fasteningsAt one time there was a mounted patrol of young men which however wassoon broken up by their mothers But this trouble was unavailing for atintervals the burglaries continuedAs a matter of course a great many theories were broached as to thereasons for this disturbance in our hitherto peaceful neighbourhood Wewere at such a distance from the ordinary centres of crime that it wasgenerally considered that professional burglars would hardly take thetrouble to get to us or to get away from us and that therefore theoffences were probably committed by unsuspected persons living in thispart of the country who had easy means of determining which houses wereworth breaking into and what method of entrance would be most feasibleIn this way some families hitherto regarded as respectable familieshad fallen under suspicionSo far mine was the only house of any importance within the distance ofa mile from the station which had not in some way suffered fromburglars In one or two of these cases the offenders had been frightenedaway before they had done any other injury than the breaking of awindowshutter but we had been spared any visitation whatever After atime we began to consider that this was an invidious distinction Ofcourse we did not desire that robbers should break into our house andsteal but it was a sort of implied insult that robbers should thinkthat our house was not worth breaking into We contrived however tobear up under this implied contempt and even under the facetiousimputations of some of our lively neighbours who declared that itlooked very suspicious that we should lose nothing and even continue toadd to our worldly goods while everybody else was suffering fromabstractionsI did not however allow any relaxation in my vigilance in theprotection of my house and family My time to suffer had not yetarrived and it might not arrive at all but if it did come it shouldnot be my fault I therefore carefully examined all the new precautionsmy neighbours had taken against the entrance of thieves and where Iapproved of them I adopted themOf some of these my wife and I did not approve For instance a tin pancontaining iron spoons the dinner bell and a miscellaneous collectionof hardware balanced on the top stair of the staircase and so connectedwith fine cords that a thief coming up the stairs would send it rattlingand bounding to the bottom was looked upon by us with great disfavourThe descent of the pan whether by innocent accident or the approach ofa burglar might throw our little boy into a fit to say nothing of theterrible fright it would give my Aunt Martha who was a maiden lady ofmiddle age and not accustomed to a clatter in the night A bulldog inthe house my wife would not have nor indeed a dog of any kind GeorgeWilliam was not yet old enough to play with dogs especially a sharpone and if the dog was not sharp it was of no use to have him in thehouse To the ordinary burglaralarm she strongly objected She had beenin houses where these things went off of their own accord occasioninggreat consternation and besides she said that if thieves got into thehouse she did not want to know it and she did not want me to know itthe quicker they found what they came for and went away with it thebetter Of course she wished them kept out if,18
+Produced by David WidgerCAPTAINS ALLBy WW JacobsCAPTAINS ALLIllustration Captains AllEvery sailorman grumbles about the sea said the nightwatchmanthoughtfully  Its human nature to grumble and I spose they keep ongrumbling and sticking to it because there aint much else they can doTheres not many shoregoing berths that a sailorman is fit for andthose that they aresuch as a nightwatchmans for instancewants sucha good character that theres few as are to equal itSometimes they get things to do ashore  I knew one man that took upbutchering and e did very well at it till the police took him upAnother man I knew gave up the sea to marry a washerwoman and theyhadnt been married six months afore she died and back he ad to go tosea agin pore chapA man who used to grumble awful about the sea was old Sam Smalla manIve spoke of to you before  To hear im go on about the sea arter head spent four or five months money in a fortnight was artbreakingHe used to ask us wot was going to happen to im in his old age and whenwe pointed out that he wouldnt be likely to ave any old age if hewasnt more careful of imself he used to fly into a temper and call useverything e could lay his tongue toOne time when e was ashore with Peter Russet and Ginger Dick he seemedto ave got it on the brain  He started being careful of is moneyinstead o spending it and three mornings running he bought a newspaperand read the advertisements to see whether there was any comfortableberth for a strong goodarted man wot didnt like workHe actually went arter one situation and if it hadnt ha been forseventynine other men he said he believed hed ha had a good chance ofgetting it  As it was all e got was a black eye for shoving anotherman and for a day or two he was so downarted that e was no company atall for the other twoFor three or four days e went out by imself and then all of a suddenGinger Dick and Peter began to notice a great change in him  He seemedto ave got quite cheerful and appy  He answered em back pleasant whenthey spoke to im and one night he lay in is bed whistling comic songsuntil Ginger and Peter Russet ad to get out o bed to him  When hebought a new necktie and a smart cap and washed imself twice in one daythey fust began to ask each other wot was up and then they asked himUp ses Sam nothingHes in love ses Peter RussetYoure a liar ses Sam without turning roundHell ave it bad at is age ses GingerSam didnt say nothing but he kept fidgeting about as though ed gotsomething on his mind  Fust he looked out o the winder then he ummeda tune and at last looking at em very fierce he took a toothbrushwrapped in paper out of is pocket and began to clean is teethHe is in love ses Ginger as soon as he could speakOr else es gorn mad ses Peter watching im  Which is it SamSam made believe that he couldnt answer im because o the toothbrushand arter hed finished he ad such a raging toothache that e sat in acorner holding is face and looking the pictur o misery  They couldntget a word out of him till they asked im to go out with them and thenhe said e was going to bed  Twenty minutes arterwards when Ginger Dickstepped back for is pipe he found he ad gornHe tried the same game next night but the other two wouldnt ave itand they stayed in so long that at last e lost is temper and arterwondering wot Gingers father and mother could ha been athinking aboutand saying that he believed Peter Russet ad been changed at birth for aseasick monkey he put on is cap and went out  Both of em folleredim sharp but when he led em to a missionhall and actually wentinside they left im and went off on their ownThey talked it over that night between themselves and next evening theywent out fust and hid themselves round the corner  Ten minutesarterwards old Sam came out walking as though e was going to catch atrain and smiling to think ow he ad shaken them off  At the corner ofCommercial Road he stopped and bought imself a buttonhole for is coatand Ginger was so surprised that e pinched Peter Russet to make surethat he wasnt dreamingOld Sam walked straight on whistling and every now and then looking downat is buttonhole until byandby he turned down a street on the rightand went into a little shop  Ginger Dick and Peter waited for im at thecorner but he was inside for so long that at last they got tired owaiting and crept up and peeped through the winderIt was a little tobacconists shop with newspapers and penny toys andsuchlike but as far as Ginger could see through two rows o pipes andthe Police News it was empty  They stood there with their noses pressedagainst the glass for some time wondering wot had appened to Sam butbyandby a little boy went in and then they began to ave an idea wotSams little game wasAs the shopbell went the door of a little parlour at the back of theshop opened and a stout and uncommon goodlooking woman of about fortycame out  Her ead pushed the _Police News_ out o the way and her andcame groping into the winder arter a toyGinger ad a good look at er out o the corner of one eye while hepretended to be looking at a tobaccojar with the other  As the littleboy came out im and Peter Russet went inI want a pipe please he ses smiling at er a clay pipeone o yourbest  The woman handed im,26
+Produced by Juliet Sutherland David Garcia and the Online DistributedProofreading TeamA COMPILATION OF THE MESSAGES AND PAPERS OF THE PRESIDENTSBY JAMES D RICHARDSONA REPRESENTATIVE FROM THE STATE OF TENNESSEEVOLUME IIIPUBLISHED BY AUTHORITY OF CONGRESS 1902Copyright 1897BY JAMES D RICHARDSONPrefatory NoteThe second volume of this compilation issued a few weeks since wasreceived with the same degree of favor as the first volume It was amatter of surprise that only sixteen years of our history or eightCongresses could be comprised within the second volume while the firstcovered twentyeight years or fourteen Congresses There is greatersurprise that this volume includes only the period covered by the fouryears of the second term of Andrew Jackson and the four years of MartinVan Burens termeight years in all or four Congresses However itwill be found almost if not quite as interesting as the precedingones In it will be found the conclusion of the controversy over theUnited States Bank including President Jacksons reasons for theremoval of the deposits from that bank his Farewell Address and otherimportant papers all of which are characteristic of the man It wasduring the second Administration of President Jackson that the actchanging the ratio between the gold and silver dollar was passedThis volume contains President Van Burens message recommending theindependent treasury or subtreasury and the discussion of that subjectwhich terminated in what has been termed the divorce of the bank andstate in the fiscal affairs of the Federal Government and whichPresident Van Buren considered a second Declaration of Independence Thecontroversy with Great Britain in relation to the northeastern boundaryof the United States is also included in Van Burens Administration andwill prove highly interestingThe omission of indexes to Volumes I and II has been commented on Theanswer to such comments is it was deemed best to omit the index to eachvolume and publish a general and comprehensive index to the entire workin a separate volume This index will be ready for distribution soonafter the issuance of the last volumeJAMES D RICHARDSONNOVEMBER 261896Andrew JacksonMarch 4 1833 to March 4 1837Andrew JacksonSECOND INAUGURAL ADDRESSFELLOWCITIZENS The will of the American people expressed throughtheir unsolicited suffrages calls me before you to pass through thesolemnities preparatory to taking upon myself the duties of President ofthe United States for another term For their approbation of my publicconduct through a period which has not been without its difficultiesand for this renewed expression of their confidence in my goodintentions I am at a loss for terms adequate to the expression of mygratitude It shall be displayed to the extent of my humble abilities incontinued efforts so to administer the Government as to preserve theirliberty and promote their happinessSo many events have occurred within the last four years which havenecessarily called forthsometimes under circumstances the mostdelicate and painfulmy views of the principles and policy which oughtto be pursued by the General Government that I need on this occasion butallude to a few leading considerations connected with some of themThe foreign policy adopted by our Government soon after the formationof our present Constitution and very generally pursued by successiveAdministrations has been crowned with almost complete success and haselevated our character among the nations of the earth To do justice toall and to submit to wrong from none has been during my Administrationits governing maxim and so happy have been its results that we are notonly at peace with all the world but have few causes of controversyand those of minor importance remaining unadjustedIn the domestic policy of this Government there are two objectswhich especially deserve the attention of the people and theirrepresentatives and which have been and will continue to be thesubjects of my increasing solicitude They are the preservation ofthe rights of the several States and the integrity of the UnionThese great objects are necessarily connected and can only be attainedby an enlightened exercise of the powers of each within its appropriatesphere in conformity with the public will constitutionally expressedTo this end it becomes the duty of all to yield a ready and patrioticsubmission to the laws constitutionally enacted and thereby promote andstrengthen a proper confidence in those institutions of the severalStates and of the United States which the people themselves haveordained for their own governmentMy experience in public concerns and the observation of a lifesomewhat advanced confirm the opinions long since imbibed by me thatthe destruction of our State governments or the annihilation of theircontrol over the local concerns of the people would lead directlyto revolution and anarchy and finally to despotism and militarydomination In proportion therefore as the General Governmentencroaches upon the rights of the States in the same proportion doesit impair its own power and detract from its ability to fulfill thepurposes of its creation Solemnly impressed with these considerationsmy countrymen will ever find me ready to exercise my constitutionalpowers in arresting measures which may directly or indirectly encroachupon the rights of the States or tend to consolidate all political powerin the General Government But of equal and indeed of incalculableimportance is the union of these States and the sacred duty of allto contribute to its preservation by a liberal support of the GeneralGovernment in the exercise of its just powers You have been wiselyadmonished to accustom yourselves to think and speak of the Union as ofthe palladium of your political safety and prosperity watching for itspreservation with jealous anxiety discountenancing whatever may suggesteven a suspicion that it can in any event be abandoned and indignantlyfrowning upon the first dawning of any attempt to alienate any portionof our country from the rest or to enfeeble the sacred ties which nowlink together the various parts Without union our independence andliberty would never have been achieved without union they never canbe maintained Divided into twentyfour or even a smaller number ofseparate communities we shall see our internal trade burdened withnumberless restraints and exactions communication between distantpoints and sections obstructed or cut off our sons made soldiers todeluge with blood the fields they now till in peace the mass of ourpeople borne down and impoverished by taxes to support armies andnavies and military,27
+Produced by David Starner Garrett Alley and the Online DistributedProofreading TeamBUILDING A STATE IN APACHE LAND                                   From articles of Charles D Poston in the _Overland Express_                                   1894                                   IHow the Territory Was AcquiredIn San Francisco in the early fifties there was a house on thenortheast corner of Stockton and Washington of considerablearchitectural pretensions for the period which was called theGovernment Boarding HouseThe cause of this appellation was that the California senators and theirfamilies a member of Congress and his wife the United States marshaland several lesser dignitaries of the Federal Government resided thereIn those early days private mansions were few so the boardinghouseformed the only home of the ArgonautsAfter the ladies retired at night the gentlemen usually assembled inthe spacious parlor opened a bottle of Sazerac and discussed politicsIt was known to the senators that the American minister in Mexico hadbeen instructed to negotiate a new treaty with Mexico for theacquisition of additional territory not that there was a pressingnecessity for more land but for reasons which will be briefly stated1st By the treaty of 1848 usually called Guadaloupe HidalgoA thegovernment of the United States had undertaken to protect the Mexicansfrom the incursions of Indians within the United States boundary and asthis proved to be an impractical undertaking the damages on account offailure began to assume alarming proportions and the government of theUnited States was naturally anxious to be released from the obligation2 The Democratic party was in the plenitude of power and the SouthernStates were dominant in the Administration It had been the dream ofthis element for many years to construct a railroad from the MississippiRiver to the Pacific Ocean and the additional territory was requiredfor a pass It was not known at that early day that railroads could beconstructed across the Rocky Mountains at a higher latitude and it wasfeared that snow and ice might interfere with traffic in the extremes ofwinterThe State of Texas had already given encouragement to the constructionof such a railroad by a liberal grant of land reaching as far west asthe Rio Grande and it devolved upon the United States to provide themeans of getting on to the Pacific Ocean The intervening countrybelonged at that time to Mexico and for the purpose of acquiring thisland the treaty was authorizedThe condition of affairs in Mexico was favorable to a negotiation SantaAna had usurped the powers of the government and was absolute dictatorunder the name of President There was no Mexican Congress and none hadbeen convened since they were herded together at the conclusion of theMexican War under protection of American troopsThe condition of affairs in the United States was also extremelyfavorable The treasury was overflowing with California gold under thetariff of 1846 business was prosperous the public debt small and thefuture unclouded The American Minister to Mexico General Gadsden ofSouth Carolina was authorized to make several propositions1st Fifty Millions for a boundary line from the mouth of the Rio Grandewest to the Pacific Ocean2nd Twenty millions for a boundary line due east from the mouth of theYaqui River in the Gulf of Mexico to the Rio Grande This was to includethe peninsula of Lower California3rd Ten millions for a boundary line to include the railroad passA treaty was finally concluded for the smaller boundary including therailroad pass comprising the land between the Rio Grande and theColorado Rivers south of the Gila River with the boundary line betweenthe United States and Mexico about the shape of a dogs hind leg Theprice paid for the new territory which was temporarily called theGadsden Purchase was ten million dollarsA check for seven million was given by Mr Guthrie Secretary of theTreasury on the subtreasury in New York to the agent of Santa Anabut not a dollar of it ever reached the Mexican treasury as Santa Anafled with the spoil The remaining three millions were retained to paythe lobby and confirm the treaty The treaty was signed in Mexico onthe 23d day of December 1853Pending the negotiation of the treaty between the high contractingparties in the City of Mexico the discussion of the subject grewinteresting at the Government BoardingHouse in San Francisco and a newCalifornia was hoped for on the southern boundary Old Spanish historywas ransacked for information from the voyages of Cortez in the Gulf ofCalifornia to the latest dates and maps of the country were in greatdemandIn the mean time an agent of the Iturbide family had arrived in SanFrancisco with a Mexican Grant After the execution of the EmperorIturbide the Congress of the Mexican Republic voted an indemnity to thefamily of one million dollars but on account of successive revolutionsthis sum was never at the disposition of the Mexican treasury and inliquidation the Mexican government made the family a grant of land inCalifornia north of the Bay of San Francisco but before the land couldbe located the Americans had acquired the country and it was lostThe heirs then made application to the Mexican government for anothergrant of land in lieu of the California concession and were grantedseven hundred leagues of land to be located in Sonora Sinaloa andLower California in such parcels as they might selectSeven hundred leagues or 3000800 acres is a large tract of land in asingle body and the attorney of the heirs considered it more convenientto locate the land in small tracts of a league or two at a place Thegovernment of Mexico conceded whatever was required and the grant wasmade,4
+Produced by The Internet Archive Childrens Library Ted Garvin andthe Online Distributed Proofreading TeamOLD BALLADS_Illustrated byJOHN EYRE RBA_CONTENTSCOME LASSES AND LADSCOMIN THRO THE RYECHERRYRIPEANNIE LAURIEROBIN ADAIRMOLLY BAWNGO HAPPY ROSETHE ANCHORS WEIGHDALICE GRAYHOME SWEET HOMEJOHN ANDERSON MY JOMY PRETTY JANEROCKD IN THE CRADLE OF THE DEEPTHE MINSTREL BOYON THE BANKS OF ALLAN WATERAULD LANG SYNEWITHIN A MILE OF EDINBURGH TOWNTHE NIGHTPIECE TO JULIATOM BOWLINGMY LOVE IS LIKE THE RED RED ROSEWIDOW MALONETHE JOLLY YOUNG WATERMANCALLER HERRINA HUNTING WE WILL GOHEARTS OF OAKTHE FINE OLD ENGLISH GENTLEMANTHE BAY OF BISCAY OBLACKEYED SUSANDUNCAN GRAYTHE BAILIFFS DAUGHTER OF ISLINGTONTHE MILLER OF DEETHE ANGELS WHISPERSIMON THE CELLARERAULD ROBIN GRAYBONNIE DUNDEESALLY IN OUR ALLEYKITTY OF COLERAINEHERES TO THE MAIDEN OF BASHFUL FIFTEENTHE LEATHER BOTTELWOODMAN SPARE THAT TREETHE TOKENO WERT THOU IN THE CAULD BLASTTHE PASSIONATE SHEPHERD TO HIS LOVELOVELY NANTHE LASS OF RICHMOND HILLTELL ME NOT SWEETSHE WORE A WREATH OF ROSESO NANNY WILT THOU GO WITH MEDYE KEN JOHN PEEL                                   COME LASSES AND LADSCome lasses and lads                 get leave of your dads  And away to the Maypole hieFor evry fair has a sweetheart there  And the fiddlers standing byFor Willy shall dance with Jane  And Johnny has got his JoanTo trip it trip it trip it trip it  Trip it up and downYoure out says Dick not I says Nick  Twas the fiddler playd it wrongTis true says Hugh and so says Sue  And so says evry oneThe fiddler than began  To play the tune againAnd evry girl did trip it trip it  Trip it to the menThen after an hour they went to a bowr  And playd for ale and cakesAnd kisses toountil they were due  The lasses held the stakesThe girls did then begin  To quarrel with the menAnd bade them take their kisses back  And give them their own againGoodnight says Harry                  goodnight says Mary  Goodnight says Poll to JohnGoodnight says Sue                  to her sweetheart Hugh  Goodnight says evry oneSome walkd and some did run  Some loiterd on the wayAnd bound themselves by kisses twelve  To meet the next holiday         _Anon_COMING THRO THE RYEGin a body meet a body  Comin thro the ryeGin a body kiss a body  Need a body cryIlka lassie has her laddie  Nane they say hae IYet a the lads they smile at me  When comin thro the ryeGin a body meet a body  Comin frae the townGin a body meet a body  Need a body frown    Ilka lassie has etcAmang the train there is a swain  I dearly loe myselBut what his name or whaur his hame  I dinna care to tell    Ilka lassie has etc               _Anon_CHERRYRIPECherryRipe ripe ripe I cry  Full and fair ones come and buyIf so be you ask me whereThey do grow I answer ThereWhere my Julias lips do smileTheres the land or cherry isleWhose plantations fully showAll the year where cherries grow               _Herrick_ANNIE LAURIEMaxwelton braes are bonnie  Where early fas the dewAnd its there that Annie Laurie  Gied me her promise trueGied me her promise true  Which neer forgot will beAnd for bonnie Annie Laurie  Id lay me doun and deeHer brow is like the snawdrift  Her throat is like the swanHer face it is the fairest  That eer the sun shone onThat eer the sun shone on  And dark blue is her eeAnd for bonnie Annie Laurie  Id lay me doun and deeLike dew on the gowan lying  Is the fa o her fairy feetAnd like winds in summer sighing  Her voice is low and sweetHer voice is low and sweet  And shes all the world to meAnd for bonnie Annie Laurie  Id lay me doun and dee               _Trad_ROBIN ADAIRWhats this dull town to me    Robins not nearWhat wast I wishd to see    What wishd to hearWheres all the joy and mirthMade this town a heavn on earthOh theyre all fled with thee    Robin AdairWhat made th assembly shine    Robin AdairWhat made the ball so fine    Robin was thereWhat when the play was oerWhat made my heart so soreOh it was parting with    Robin AdairBut now thourt cold to me    Robin AdairBut now thourt cold to me    Robin AdairYet he I lovd so wellStill in my heart shall dwellOh I can neer forget    Robin Adair     _Anon_MOLLY BAWNOh Molly Bawn why leave me pining  All lonely waiting here for youWhile the stars above are brightly shining  Because theyve nothing else to doThe flowers late were open keeping  To try a rival blush with youBut their mother Nature set them sleeping  With their rosy faces washd with dewOh Molly Bawn why leave me pining  All lonely waiting here for youNow the pretty flowers were made to bloom dear  And the pretty stars were made to shineAnd the pretty girls were made for the boys dear  And may be,18
+Produced by Juliet Sutherland Deirdre_ca and PG Distributed ProofreadersFOUR FAMOUS AMERICAN WRITERSWashington IrvingEdgar Allan PoeJames Russell LowellBayard TaylorA Book For Young AmericansBySherwin Cody1899CONTENTSTHE STORY OF WASHINGTON IRVINGCHAPTERI HIS CHILDHOODII IRVINGS FIRST VOYAGE UP THE HUDSON RIVERIII A TRIP TO MONTREALIV IRVING GOES TO EUROPEV SALMAGUNDIVI DIEDRICH KNICKERBOCKERVII A COMIC HISTORY OF NEW YORKVIII FIVE UNEVENTFUL YEARSIX FRIENDSHIP WITH SIR WALTER SCOTTX RIP VAN WINKLEXI LITERARY SUCCESS IN ENGLANDXII IRVING GOES TO SPAINXIII THE ALHAMBRAXIV THE LAST YEARS OF IRVINGS LIFETHE STORY OF EDGAR ALLAN POECHAPTERI THE ARTIST IN WORDSII POES FATHER AND MOTHERIII YOUNG EDGAR ALLANIV COLLEGE LIFEV FORTUNE CHANGESVI LIVING BY LITERATUREVII POES EARLY POETRYVIII POES CHILD WIFEIX POES LITERARY HISTORYX POE AS A STORYWRITERXI HOW THE RAVEN WAS WRITTENXII MUSIC AND POETRYXIII POES LATER YEARSTHE STORY OF JAMES RUSSELL LOWELLCHAPTERI ELMWOODII AN IMPETUOUS YOUNG MANIII COLLEGE AND THE MUSESIV HOW LOWELL STUDIED LAWV LOVE AND LETTERSVI THE UNCERTAIN SEAS OF LITERATUREVII HOSEA BIGLOW YANKEE HUMORISTVIII PARSON WILBURIX A FABLE FOR CRITICSX THE TRUEST POETRYXI PROFESSOR EDITOR AND DIPLOMATTHE STORY OF BAYARD TAYLORCHAPTERI HIS BIRTH AND CHILDHOODII SCHOOL LIFEIII HIS FIRST POEMIV SELFEDUCATION AND AMBITIONV A TRAVELER AT NINETEENVI TWO YEARS IN EUROPE FOR FIVE HUNDRED DOLLARSVII THE HARDSHIPS OF TRAMP TRAVELVIII HIS FIRST LOVE AND GREATEST SORROWIX THE GREAT AMERICAN TRAVELERX HIS POETRYXI POEMS OF THE ORIENTXII BAYARD TAYLORS FRIENDSHIPSXIII LAST YEARSTHE STORY OF WASHINGTON IRVINGIllustration _WASHINGTON IRVING_WASHINGTON IRVINGCHAPTER IHIS CHILDHOODThe Revolutionary War was over The British soldiers were preparing toembark on their ships and sail back over the ocean and GeneralWashington would soon enter New York city at the head of the Americanarmy While all true patriots were rejoicing at this happy turn ofaffairs a little boy was born who was destined to be the first greatAmerican authorWilliam Irving the father of this little boy had been a merchant inNew York city He had been very prosperous until the war broke outAfter the battle of Long Island the British then occupying the cityhe had taken his family to New Jersey But later although he was aloyal American he went back to the city to attend to his businessThere he helped the American cause by doing everything he could forthe American prisoners whom the British held His wife especiallyhad a happy way of persuading Sir Henry Clinton and when the Britishgeneral saw her coming he prepared himself to grant any request aboutthe prisoners which she might make Often she sent them food from herown table and cared for them when they were sickWhen their last son the eleventh child was born on April 3 1783the parents showed their loyalty by naming him Washington after thebeloved Father of his CountrySix years after this George Washington was elected president andwent to New York to live The Scotch maid who took care of littleWashington Irving made up her mind to introduce the boy to his greatnamesake So one day she followed the general into a shop andpointing to the lad said Please your honor heres a bairn wasnamed after you Washington turned around smiled and placing hishand on the boys head gave him his blessing Little did GeneralWashington suspect that in later years this boy grown to manhood andbecome famous would write his biographyIn those days New York was only a small town at the south end ofManhattan Island It extended barely as far north as the place wherenow stand the City Hall and the Postoffice Broadway was then acountry road The Irvings lived at 131 William Street afterwardmoving across to 128 This is now one of the oldest parts of New YorkThe streets in that section are narrow and the buildings though putup long after Irvings birth seem very oldHere the little boy grew up with his brothers and sisters At four hewent to school His first teacher was a lady but he was soontransferred to a school kept by an old Revolutionary soldier whobecame so fond of the boy that he gave him the pet name of GeneralThis teacher liked him because though often in mischief he nevertried to protect himself by telling a falsehood but always confessedthe truthWashington was not very fond of study but he was a great reader Ateleven his favorite stories were Robinson Crusoe and Sindbad theSailor Besides these he read many books of travel and soon foundhimself wishing that he might go to sea As he grew up he was able togratify his taste for travel and some of his finest books and storiesrelate to his experiences in foreign lands In the introduction to theSketch Book he says How wistfully would I wander about thepierheads in fine weather and watch the parting ships bound todistant climeswith what longing eyes would I gaze after theirlessening sails and waft myself in imagination to the ends of the earthCHAPTER IIIRVINGS FIRST VOYAGE UP THE HUDSON RIVERIrvings first literary composition seems to have been a play writtenwhen he was thirteen It was performed at the house of a friend inthe presence of a famous actress of that day but in after yearsIrving had forgotten even the titleHis schooling was finished when he was sixteen His elder brothers hadattended college and he never knew exactly why he did not But he wasnot fond of hard study or hard work He lived in a sort of dreamyleisure which seemed particularly suited to his light airy geniusso full of humor sunshine and lovingkindnessAfter leaving school he began to study law in the office of a certainHenry Masterton This was in the year 1800 He was admitted to the barsix years later but he spent a great deal more of the interveningtime in traveling and scribbling than in the study of law His firstpublished writing was a series of letters signed Jonathan Oldstyleprinted in his brothers daily paper The Morning Chronicle whenthe writer was nineteen years oldIrvings first journey was made the very year after he left school Itwas a voyage in a sailing boat up the Hudson river to Albany and aland journey from there to Johnstown New York to visit,13
+Produced by Rick Niles John Hagerson Amy Petri and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading TeamIllustration I consented to deliver a message for himTHE SLIM PRINCESS                                   _By_ GEORGE ADE1907                                   The Slim Princess has been elaborated and rewritten from a storyprinted in _The Saturday Evening Post_ of Philadelphia late in 1906 andcopyright 1906 by the Curtis Publishing Company                                   CONTENTS   I WOMAN IN MOROVENIA  II KALORAS AFFLICTION III THE CRUELTY OF LAW  IV THE GARDEN PARTY   V HE ARRIVES  VI HE DEPARTS VII THE ONLY KOLDOVIII BY MESSENGER  IX AS TO WASHINGTON DC   X ON THE WING  XI AN OUTINGA REUNION XII THE GOVERNOR CABLESXIII THE HOMECOMING XIV HEROISM REWARDED                                   THE SLIM PRINCESS                                   IWOMAN IN MOROVENIAMorovenia is a state in which both the mosque and the motorcar nowoccur in the same landscape It started out to be Turkish and laterdecided to be EuropeanThe Mohammedan sanctuaries with their hideous stencil decorations andbulbous domes are jostled by many new shops with blinking fronts andGerman merchandise The orthodox turn their faces toward Mecca while theenlightened dream of a journey to Paris Men of title lately have madethe pleasing discovery that they may drink champagne and still be goodMussulmans The red slipper has been succeeded by the tan gaiter Thevoluminous breeches now acknowledge the superior graces of intimateEnglish trousers Frockcoats are more conventional than beaded jacketsThe fez remains as a part of the insignia of the old faith andhereditary devotion to the Sick ManThe generation of males which has been extricating itself from theshackles of Orientalism has not devoted much worry to the Condition ofWomanIn Morovenia woman is still unliberated She does not dine at apalmgarden or hop into a victoria on Thursday afternoon to go to themeeting of a club organized to propagate cults If she met a cult faceto face she would not recognize itNor does she suspect as she sits in her prison apartment peeping outthrough the lattice at the monotonous drift of the street life that hersisters in faraway Michigan are organizing and raising missionary fundsin her behalfShe does not read the dressmaking periodicals She never heard of theWednesday matinee When she takes the air she rides in a carriage thathas a sheltering hood and she is veiled up to the eyes and she mustnever lean out to wriggle her little fingertips at men lolling in frontof the cafes She must not see the men She may look at them but shemust not see them No wonder the sisters in Michigan are organizing tobatter down the walls of tradition and bring to her the more recentprivileges of her sexTwo years ago when this story had its real beginning the social statusof woman in Morovenia was not greatly different from what it is todayor what it was two centuries agoWoman had two important duties assigned to her One was to hide herselffrom the gaze of the multitude and the other was to be beautifulthatis fat A woman who was plump or buxom or chubby might be classed aspassably attractive but only the fat women were irresistible A womanweighing two hundred pounds was only twothirds as beautiful as oneweighing three hundred Those grading below one hundred and fifty wereverging upon the impossibleIIKALORAS AFFLICTIONIf it had been planned to make this an oldfashioned discursive novelsay of the Victor Hugo variety the second chapter would expend itselfupon a philosophical discussion of Fat and a sensational showing of howand why the presence or absence of adipose tissue at certain importantcrises had altered the destinies of the whole raceThe subject offers vast possibilities It involves the physicalattractiveness of every woman in History and permits one to speculatewildly as to what might have happened if Cleopatra had weighed fortypounds heavier if Elizabeth had been a gaunt and wiry creature or ifJoan of Arc had been so bulky that she could not have fastened on herarmorThe soft layers which enshroud the hard machinery of the human frameseem to arrive in a merely incidental or accidental sort of way Yetonce they have arrived they exert a mysterious influence over careersBecause of a mere change in contour many a queen has lost her throneIt is a terrifying thought when one remembers that fat so often comesand so seldom goesIt has been explained that in Morovenia obesity and feminine beautyincreased in the same ratio The woman reigning in the hearts of men wasthe one who could displace the most atmosphereBecause of the fashionableness of fat Count Selim MalagaskiGovernorGeneral of Morovenia was very unhappy He had two daughtersOne was fat one was thin To be more explicit one was gloriously fatand the other was distressingly thinJeneka was the name of the one who had been blessed abundantly Severalof the younger men in official circles who had seen Jeneka at adistance when she waddled to her carriage or turned sidewise to entera shopdoor had written verses about her in which they compared her tothe blushing pomegranate the ripe melon the luscious grape and othervegetable luxuries more or,13
+Produced by Jeroen Hellingman and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetDE AARDE EN HAAR VOLKEN1906HAARLEMH D TJEENK WILLINK  ZOONDoor Holland met pen en cameraNaar het Fransch van_Lud Georges Hamön_ 1Elk land heeft een eigen karakter dat is onbetwistbaar Holland nuis zoowel om den aard van zijn grondgebied als om de kleeding zijnerboeren tegenwoordig het schilderachtigste land van EuropaHet is de moeite waard zich op te maken om met eigen oogen teaanschouwen die pijpjesrookers en kermisdansers die langzameschuiten en reusachtige bruggen die zwaaiende molenarmen en kalmeoverpeinzingen van rustige burgers over hun glas bier die boerinmet breede heupen de producten der eigen boerderij naar de stadbrengend die spannen van trekhonden die eeuwige kanalen bevolktmet eenden die nette dorpen en aardige huisjes die zonderlingevisschers grillige luchten moerassige vlakten Men kan dan op zijngemak zonder de oogen dicht te doen vóór zich zien verschijnende landschappen door Ruysdaels penseel op het doek gebracht en detronies der bierdrinkers die Teniers teekendeNaar Holland gaan beteekent trouwens zooveel niet Men stapts morgens aan t Noorderstation in een exprestrein en s avondszit men kalmpjes in een koffiehuis te midden van de diepe rust derweiden en de tonen van een klokkenspelAls men in één adem België is doorgespoord wat niet moeilijk ismet het oog op de kleinheid van het land komt men te Roozendaalhet grensstation waar het gebruikelijk is zijn krachten eenigszinste herstellen Daarna stapt men in een langzamen trein die ersaai uitziet en op weg is naar Zeeland het land der eilanden metzonderlinge namen doorsneden door vaarten kanalen rivierenslooten en booten en bevolkt door vrouwen met bloote armenMaar men houde wel voor oogen dat Holland een wanhopig vlakke eneentonige streek is dat het geen heftige aandoeningen wekt nochtot opgewonden geestdrift stemt of stille innerlijke verrukkingteweegbrengt Holland is het land der rust waar men zich dompelt inhet kalmste welbehagenIEen hollandsche stadMiddelburgDe wolkenDeboerinnenHet huisDe brugwachterDe marktEen hollandschdorpZoutelandeGoede herbergiersTypische avondDe klompjesder kleine kinderenDe kermisDe vroomheid van den HollanderNa veel eentonige moerassen te zijn voorbijgegaan en vochtigelanderijen na bruggen te zijn overgereden stopt de langzame treinte Goes en daarna te Middelburg de hoofdstad van het eiland WalcherenHet was grijs donker weêr op den morgen van mijn aankomst In Hollandvinden de wolken geen klokkentorens om ze tegen te houden noch boomenof heuvels en dus komen ze van alle kanten aandrijven wit en roseen zwart bruin oranje of rood al naar den tijd van den dag endoor den wind voortgestuwd Zij lossen zich op in zware regenbuien ofvluchten in compacte massas heen trachtend zich hier of daar vastte zetten maar de molens die steeds maar blijven zwenken en draaienschijnen ze uit te lachen net als de baders die in het water duikenals men ze roeptO hollandsche wolken wat hebt ge mij een last bezorgd Moet iker boos om blijven Ik weet het niet want gij ziet er toch nietkwaad uit en Holland zonder wolken zou een afschuwelijke woestijnzijn daarom hebben de wolken en het water samen vriendschap geslotenten bate van het landschapHet was dan grijs en leelijk weêr toen ik in Middelburg uitstapteMiddelburg hoort ge wel is een echt type van een hollandsche stadhalf en half grootsteedsch en half en half boersch Naast Goes enWemeldinge is het de interessantste plaats waar ik geweest benHet was morgen Overal ontmoette ik groenteboeren en groenteboerinnensommigen in lage wagentjes getrokken door kleine harige paardjesanderen bezig karren voort te duwen hoog opgestapeld vol met groenteboter eieren of melk_Trip trap trip trap_ Dat stapte maar voort zonderhaast Niemand heeft ooit haast in Holland Het paard in een zachtdrafje gebracht stond dadelijk stil als t noodig wasBoerinnen jonge meisjes nog goed gekleed in haar nauwsluitendejakjes met dikke heupen door de zware rokken liepen waggelendmet een juk op de schouders en boden aan de klanten melk en boteraan in blauwe of groene emmers met deksels alles van de uiterstezindelijkheid getuigendHet type is niet bijzonder mooi ik bedoel niet erg fijn maarschoonheid is een zaak die moeilijk uit te maken is en tot veelverschil van meening aanleiding geeft Ziet men niet dagelijks demenschen bewonderend stilstaan voor de schilderijen van Rubensalles vleesch want men weet dat hij bijna niet anders dan dikkeVlamingen op zijn doeken brachtDeze jonge dames kennen in t geheel geen beschroomdheid Meer daneene die op mij afkwam met de handen in de zij en met de schoudersschokkend in een droge beweging van onverschilligheid stond stilals ik haar aankeek ging met een coquet airtje vóór mij staan en gafmij door teekens te verstaan dat een geldstukje haar niet onwelkomzou wezen Als ik beproefde haar onverwacht te kieken stiet zij eenkreet van toorn uit en keerde mij met ostentatie den rug toe Opandere plaatsen bij voorbeeld op Marken wordt die belasting vanden vreemdeling bijna als een recht geheven een belachelijk misbruikMiddelburg Zeer net stadje met straten die alle aan elkaâr gelijkzijn Rondom kanalen en boven de daken uitstekend twee of driegroote molens Enkele oude monumenten geheel in stijl Zangerigeklokken spelen de uren en laten hun tonen plotseling druppelen inde doffe stilte der bijna verlaten wegen en straten waar men weinigwinkels zietEr wordt in Holland niet veel gewandeld en aan flaneeren wordt inhet geheel niet gedaan Men leeft te huis opgesloten in zijn dichten keurig goed onderhouden vroolijk woonhuis Geen huurhuizen vanvijf zes of tien verdiepingen Elk gezin heeft zijn thuis zijneigen woning waar alleen bekenden binnentreden van wie men zeker isMaar wat houdt men dan ook veel van dat home hoe graag versiertmen het en tooit het op wascht het verft het en boent erop naarhartelust Zulk een pijnlijke bezorgdheid doet het oog goed wantmen gevoelt dat zij één is met de plaatselijke zeden en gebruikenDe straten geplaveid met baksteenen vertoonen geen enkeleonreinheid De vensters van zonneblinden voorzien zijn nietgestoffeerd met nieuwsgierige gezichten die op den voorbijgangerneerzien met ingenomenheid of afkeuring Men ziet geen vrouwtjes bijde deuren staan praten of gewichtige samensprekingen houden op drukkekruispunten van wegen Zelfs de kinderen zijn maar juist even drukgenoeg om te bewijzen dat de stad niet door spoken wordt bewoondAlleen de spionnetjes kijken u aan spiegels die van buiten aan devensters zijn bevestigd en waarin de vrouw,9
+Produced by Juliet Sutherland and the Online Distributed ProofreadingTeamEDUCATION AS SERVICEBYJ KRISHNAMURTIALCYONETHE RAJPUT PRESSCHICAGO1912EDUCATION AS SERVICEINTRODUCTIONIn long past lives the author of this little book had much to do witheducational work and he seems to have brought over with him an intenseinterest in education During his short visits to Benares he paid analert attention to many of the details of the work carried on in theCentral Hindu College observing and asking questions noting the goodfeeling between teachers and students so different from his own schoolexperiences in Southern India He appears to have been brooding overthe question and has in this booklet held up the educational idealswhich appear to him to be necessary for the improvement of the presentsystemThe position of the teacher must be raised to that which it used tooccupy in India so that to sit in the teachers chair will be a badgeof social honour His work must be seen as belonging to the greatTeaching Department in the Government of our world and his relationwith his pupils must be a copy of the relation between a Master and Hisdisciples Love protective and elevating on the one side must be metwith love confiding and trustful on the other This is in truth theold Hindu ideal exaggerated as it may seem to be today and if it bepossible in any country to rebuild this ideal it should be by anIndian for Indians Hence there is at the back of the authors mind adream of a future College and School wherein this ideal may bematerialiseda Theosophical College and School because the ancientIndian ideals now draw their life from Theosophy which alone can shapethe new vessels for the ancient elixir of life Punishment mustdisappearnot only the old brutality of the cane but all the forms ofcoercion that make hypocrites instead of honourable and manly youthsThe teacher must embody the ideal and the boy be drawn by admirationand love to copy it Those who know how swiftly the unspoiled childresponds to a noble ideal will realise how potent may be the influenceof a teacher who stimulates by a high example and rules by the sceptreof love instead of by the rod of fear Besides the One Life is inteacher and taught as Alcyone reminds us and to that Life which isDivine all things are possibleEducation must be shaped to meet the individual needs of the child andnot by a Government Procrustes bed to fit which some are draggedwellnigh asunder and others are chopped down The capacities of thechild the line they fit him to pursue these must guide his educationIn all the childs interest must be paramount the true teacher existsto serveThe school must be a centre of good and joyous influences radiatingfrom it to the neighbourhood Studies and games must all be turned tothe building of character to the making of the good citizen the loverof his countryThus dreams the boy who is to become a teacher of the possibilitiesthe future may unfold May he realise in the strength of a nobleManhood the pure visions of his youth and embody a Power which shallmake earths deserts rejoice and blossom as the roseANNIE BESANTTO THE SUPREME TEACHERAND TO THOSE WHO FOLLOW HIMFOREWORDMany of the suggestions made in this little book come from my ownmemories of early school life and my own experience since of themethods used in Occult training has shown me how much happier boyslives might be made than they usually are I have myself experiencedboth the right way of teaching and the wrong way and therefore I wantto help others towards the right way I write upon the subject becauseit is one which is very near to the heart of my Master and much of whatI say is but an imperfect echo of what I have heard from Him Thenagain during the last two years I have seen much of the work done inthe Central Hindu College at Benares by Mr GS Arundale and hisdevoted band of helpers I have seen teachers glad to spend their timeand energies in continual service of those whom they regard as theiryounger brothers I have also watched the boys in their turn showing areverence and an affectionate gratitude to their teachers that I hadnever thought possibleThough many people may think the ideals put forward are entirely beyondthe average teacher and cannot be put into practice in ordinaryschools I can thus point at least to one institution in which I haveseen many of the suggestions made in this book actually carried out Itmay be that some of them _are_ at present beyond most schools butthey will be recognised and practised as soon as teachers realise themas desirable and have a proper understanding of the importance of theirofficeMost of the recommendations apply I think to all countries and to allreligions and are intended to sound the note of our commonbrotherhood irrespective of religion or caste race or colour If theunity of life and the oneness of its purpose could be clearly taught tothe young in schools how much brighter would be our hopes for thefuture The mutual distrust of races and nations would disappear if thechildren were trained in mutual love and sympathy as members of onegreat family of children all over the world instead of being taught toglory only in their own traditions and to despise those of others Truepatriotism is a beautiful quality in children for it meansunselfishness of purpose and enthusiasm for great ideals but that isfalse patriotism which shows itself in contempt for other nations Thereare I am told many organisations within the various nations of theworld intended to inspire the children with a love for their countryand a desire to serve her and that is surely good but I wonder whenthere will be an international organisation to give the children of allnations common ideals also and a knowledge of the real foundation ofright action the Brotherhood of ManI desire to thank my dear mother Mrs Annie Besant for the help shehas given me while I have been writing this little book and,28
+Produced by Donald LainsonFISHERMANS LUCK AND SOME OTHER UNCERTAIN THINGSby Henry van Dyke     Now I conclude that not only in Physicke but likewise in     sundry more certaine arts fortune hath great share in     them     M DE MONTAIGNE Divers EventsDEDICATION TO MY LADY GRAYGOWNHere is the basket I bring it home to you There are no great fish init But perhaps there may be one or two little ones which will be toyour taste And there are a few shining pebbles from the bed of thebrook and ferns from the cool green woods and wild flowers from theplaces that you remember I would fain console you if I could for thehardship of having married an angler a man who relapses into his maniawith the return of every spring and never sees a little river withoutwishing to fish in it But after all we have had good times together aswe have followed the stream of life towards the sea And we have passedthrough the dark days without losing heart because we were comradesSo let this book tell you one thing that is certain In all the life ofyour fisherman the best piece of luck is just YOUCONTENTS   I  Fishermans Luck  II  The Thrilling Moment III  Talkability  IV  A Wild Strawberry   V  Lovers and Landscape  VI  A Fatal Success VII  Fishing in BooksVIII A Norwegian Honeymoon  IX  Who Owns the Mountains   X  A Lazy Idle Brook  XI  The Open Fire XII  A Slumber SongFISHERMANS LUCKHas it ever fallen in your way to notice the quality of the greetingsthat belong to certain occupationsThere is something about these salutations in kind which is singularlytaking and grateful to the ear They are as much better than an ordinarygood day or a flat how are you as a folksong of Scotland or theTyrol is better than the futile loveditty of the drawingroom Theyhave a spicy and rememberable flavour They speak to the imagination andpoint the way to treasuretroveThere is a touch of dignity in them too for all they are so free andeasythe dignity of independence the native spirit of one who takesfor granted that his mode of living has a right to make its own forms ofspeech I admire a man who does not hesitate to salute the world in thedialect of his callingHow salty and stimulating for example is the sailormans hail of Shipahoy It is like a breeze laden with briny odours and a pleasant dashof spray The miners in some parts of Germany have a good greeting fortheir dusky trade They cry to one who is going down the shaft Gluckauf All the perils of an underground adventure and all the joysof seeing the sun again are compressed into a word Even the trivialsalutation which the telephone has lately created and claimed for itspeculiar useHello helloseems to me to have a kind of fitnessand fascination It is like a thoroughbred bulldog ugly enough to beattractive There is a lively concentrated electric air about it Itmakes courtesy wait upon dispatch and reminds us that we live in an agewhen it is necessary to be wide awakeI have often wished that every human employment might evolve its ownappropriate greeting Some of them would be queer no doubt butat least they would be an improvement on the wearisome iteration ofGoodevening and Goodmorning and the monotonous inquiry Howdo you doa question so meaningless that it seldom tarries for ananswer Under the new and more natural system of etiquette when youpassed the time of day with a man you would know his business and thesalutations of the marketplace would be full of interestAs for my chosen pursuit of angling which I follow with diligence whennot interrupted by less important concerns I rejoice with every truefisherman that it has a greeting all its own and of a most honourableantiquity There is no written record of its origin But it is quitecertain that since the days after the Flood when Deucalion     Did first this art invent      Of angling and his people taught the sametwo honest and goodnatured anglers have never met each other by the waywithout crying out What luckHere indeed is an epitome of the gentle art Here is the spirit ofit embodied in a word and paying its respects to you with its nativeaccent Here you see its secret charms unconsciously disclosed Theattraction of angling for all the ages of man from the cradle to thegrave lies in its uncertainty Tis an affair of luckNo amount of preparation in the matter of rods and lines and hooksand lures and nets and creels can change its essential characterNo excellence of skill in casting the delusive fly or adjusting thetempting bait upon the hook can make the result secure You may reducethe chances but you cannot eliminate them There are a thousand pointsat which fortune may intervene The state of the weather the height ofthe water the appetite of the fish the presence or absence of otheranglersall these indeterminable elements enter into the reckoning ofyour success There is no combination of stars in the firmament by whichyou can forecast the piscatorial future When you go afishing you justtake your chances you offer yourself as a candidate for anything thatmay be going you try your luckThere are certain days that are favourites among anglers who regardthem as propitious for the sport I know a man who believes that thefish always rise better on Sunday than on any other day in the week Hecomplains bitterly of this supposed fact because his religious scrupleswill not allow him to take advantage of it He confesses that he hassometimes thought seriously of joining the SeventhDay BaptistsAmong the Pennsylvania Dutch in the Alleghany Mountains I have founda curious tradition that Ascension Day is the luckiest in the yearfor fishing,29
+Produced by Jonathan Ingram Andrea Ball and the Online DistributedProofreading TeamIllustration DO YOU BEGIN TO SUSPECT THINGS SHE ASKEDTHEGRAFTERSBYFRANCIS LYNDEILLUSTRATED BYARTHUR I KELLERCONTENTSCHAPTER     I  ASHES OF EMPIRE    II  A MAN OF THE PEOPLE   III  THE BOSTONIANS    IV  THE FLESHPOTS OF EGYPT     V  JOURNEYS END    VI  OF THE MAKING OF LAWS   VII  THE SENTIMENTALISTS  VIII  THE HAYMAKERS    IX  THE SHOCKING OF HUNNICOTT     X  WITHOUT BENEFIT OF CLERGY    XI  THE LAST DITCH   XII  THE MAN IN POSSESSION  XIII  THE WRECKERS   XIV  THE GERRYMANDER    XV  THE JUNKETERS   XVI  SHARPENING THE SWORD  XVII  THE CONSPIRATORS XVIII  DOWN BRUNO   XIX  DEEPSEA SOUNDINGS    XX  THE WINNING LOSER   XXI  A WOMAN INTERVENES  XXII  A BORROWED CONSCIENCE XXIII  THE INSURRECTIONARIES  XXIV  INTO THE PRIMITIVE   XXV  DEAD WATER AND QUICK  XXVI  ON THE HIGH PLAINS XXVII  BY ORDER OF THE COURTXXVIII  THE NIGHT OF ALARMS  XXIX  THE RELENTLESS WHEELS   XXX  SUBHI SADIKTO MY GOOD FRIENDMR EDWARD YOUNG CHAPINTHE GRAFTERSIASHES OF EMPIREIn point of age Gaston the strenuous was still no more than a lustyinfant among the cities of the brown plain when the boom broke and thejunto was born though its beginnings as a halt camp ran back to the daysof the later Mormon migrations across the thirsty plain to that day whenthe advanced guard of Zophar Smiths oxtrain dug wells in the damp sandsof Dry Creek and called them the Waters of MeromLater one Jethro Simsby a Mormon deserter set up his rod and staff onthe banks of the creek homesteaded a quartersection of the sagebrushplain and in due time came to be known as the Dry Creek cattle king Andthe cowcamp was still Simsbys when the locating engineers of the WesternPacific searching for tank stations in a land where water was scarce andhard to come by drove their stakes along the north line of thequartersection and having named their last station Alphonse christenedthis one GastonFrom the stakedriving of the engineers to the spikedriving of thetracklayers was a full decade For hard times overtook the WesternPacific at Midland City eighty miles to the eastward while the Statecapital two days broncojolting west of Dry Creek had railroad outletsin plenty and no inducements to offer a newcomerBut with the breaking of the cloud of financial depression the WesternPacific succeeded in placing its extension bonds and a little later theearth began to fly on the grade of the new line to the west Within aSundayless month the electric lights of the night shift could be seenand when the wind was right the shriek of the locomotive whistle couldbe heard at Dry Creek and in this interval between dawn and daylightJethro Simsby sold his quartersection for the nominal sum of two thousanddollars spot cash to two men who buckboarded in ahead of thetracklayersThis purchase of the JlazyS ranch by Hawk and Guilford marked themodest beginning of Gaston the marvelous By the time the temporarysidings were down and the tank well was dug in the damp sands it washeralded far and wide that the Western Pacific would make the city on thebanks of Dry Creeka city consisting as yet only of the Simsby ranchshacksits western terminus Thereupon followed one of the senselessrushes that populate the waste places of the earth and give theprofessional citybuilder his reason for being In a fortnight after thedriving of the silver spike the dusty plain was dotted with theblackroofed shelters of the Argonauts and by the following spring theplow was furrowing the cattle ranges in everwidening circles and Gastonhad voted a bond loan of three hundred thousand dollars to pave itsstreetsThen under the forced draft of skilful exploitation three years of highpressure passed quickly years named by the promoters the period ofdevelopment In the Year One the very heavens smiled and the rainfallbroke the record of the oldest inhabitant Thus the region round aboutlost the word arid as a qualifying adjective and the picturesquefictions of the prospectus makers were miraculously justified In Year Twothere was less rain but still an abundant crop and Jethro Simsbydrifting in from some unnamed frontier of a newer cowcountry saw what hehad missed took to drink and shot himself in the lobby of theMidContinent Hotel an ornate fivestoried brickandterracottastructure standing precisely upon the site of the JlazyS brandingcorralIt was in this same Year Two the fame of the latest of western Meccas foryoung men having penetrated to the provincial backgrounds of NewHampshire that David Kent cameBy virtue of his diploma and three years of country practice in the NewHampshire county town where his father before him had read Blackstone andChitty he had his window on the fourth floor of the Farquhar Buildinglettered Attorney and Counselor at Law but up to the day in the latterpart of the fateful Year Three when the overdue crash came he was bestknown as a reckless plunger in real estatethis mind you at a momentwhen every third man counted his gains in front feet and was shoutinghimself hoarse at the daily brassband lot salesWhen the bottom fell out in the autumn of Year Three Kent fell with itthough not altogether as far or as hard as many another One of hisprofessional holdfastsit was the one that afterward became thebreadtackle in the famine timewas his position as local attorney forthe railway company By reason of this he was among the first to have ahint of the impending cataclysm The Western Pacific after so long apause on the banks of Dry Creek had floated its second mortgage bonds andwould presently build on to the capital leaving Gaston to waystationquietude Therefore and whereforeKent,30
+Produced by Jonathan Ingram Leonard D Johnson and the Online DistributedProofreading TeamIllustration TOWER OF LA FUERZA_Havana_CUBAOLD AND NEWBYALBERT G ROBINSON1915CONTENTSCHAPTERI    OLD CUBAII   NEW CUBAIII  THE COUNTRYIV   THE OLD HAVANAV    THE NEW HAVANAVI   AROUND THE ISLANDVII  AROUND THE ISLAND _Continued_VIII THE UNITED STATES AND CUBAIX   CUBAS REVOLUTIONSX    INDEPENDENCEXI   FILIBUSTERINGXII  THE STORY OF SUGARXIII VARIOUS PRODUCTS AND INDUSTRIESXIV  POLITICS GOVERNMENT AND COMMERCELIST OF ILLUSTRATIONSTower of La Fuerza HavanaThe Morro HavanaA Planters Home Havana ProvinceIron Grille Gateway El Vedado suburb of HavanaWatering Herd of Cattle Luyano River near HavariaRoyal PalmsCustom House HavanaBalconies Old HavanaStreet in HavanaStreet and Church of the Angels HavanaA Residence in El VedadoThe Volante now quite rareA Village Street Calvario Havana ProvinceStreet and Church CamagueyCobre Oriente ProvinceHoisting the Cuban Flag over the Palace May 201902A Spanish Block HouseAlong the Harbor Wall HavanaCountry Road Havana ProvinceStreet in CamagueyPalmThatched RoofsA Peasants HomeCUBAOLD AND NEWI_OLD CUBA_Christopher Columbus was a man of lively imagination Had he been anordinary prosaic and plodding individual he would have stayed at homecombing wool as did his prosaic and plodding ancestors for severalgenerations At the age of fourteen he went to sea and soon developed anactive curiosity about regions then unknown but believed to exist Therewas even then some knowledge of western Asia and even of China asapproached from the west Two and two being properly put together theresult was a reasonable argument that China and India could be reached fromthe other direction that is by going westward instead of eastwardIn the early autumn of the year 1492 Columbus was busy discovering islandsin the Caribbean Sea region and incidentally seeking for the richestof the group From dwellers on other islands he heard of one calledCubanacan larger and richer than any that he had then discovered Amixture of those tales with his own vivid imagination produced a beliefin a country of wide extent vastly rich in gold and gems and already acentre of an extensive commerce Cruising in search of what he believed tobe the eastern coast of Asia he sighted the shore of Cuba on the morningof October 28 1492 His journal under date of October 24 states Atmidnight I tripped my anchors off this _Cabo del Isleo de Isabella_ whereI was pitched to go to the island of Cuba which I learn from these peopleis very large and magnificent and there are gold and spices in it andlarge ships and merchants And so I think it must be the island of CipangoJapan of which they tell such wonders The record under date ofSunday 28th of October states Continued for the nearest land of Cubaand entered a beautiful estuary clear of rocks and other dangers Themouth of the estuary had twelve fathoms depth and it was wide enough for aship to work into Students have disagreed regarding the first Cuban portentered by Columbus There is general acceptance of October 28 as thedate of arrival Some contend that on that day he entered Nipe Bay whileothers and apparently the greater number locate the spot somewhat to thewest of Nuevitas Wherever he first landed on it there is agreement thathe called the island Juana in honor of Prince Juan taking possession inthe name of Christ Our Lady and the reigning Sovereigns of SpainHis record of the landing place is obscure It is known that he sailed someleagues beyond it to the westward While on board his caravel on hishomeward voyage he wrote a letter to his friend Don Rafael SanchezTreasurer of their most Serene Highnesses in which the experience isdescribed The original letter is lost but it was translated into Latinand published in Barcelona in the following year 1493 While the Latinform is variously translated into English the general tenor of all is thesame He wrote When I arrived at Juana Cuba I sailed along the coastto the west discovering so great an extent of land that I could notimagine it to be an island but the continent of Cathay I did nothowever discover upon the coast any large cities all we saw being a fewvillages and farms with the inhabitants of which we could not obtain anycommunication they flying at our approach I continued my course stillexpecting to meet with some town or city but after having gone a greatdistance and not meeting with any and finding myself proceeding towardthe north which I was desirous to avoid on account of the cold andmoreover meeting with a contrary wind I determined to return to thesouth and therefore put about and sailed back to a harbor which I hadbefore observed That the actual landing was at or near the present portof Nuevitas seems to be generally acceptedColumbus appears to have been greatly impressed by the beauty of theisland In his _Life of Columbus_ Washington Irving says From hiscontinual remarks on the beauty of scenery and from his evident delight inrural sounds and objects he appears to have been extremely open to thosehappy influences exercised over some spirits by the graces and wondersof nature He gives utterance to these feelings with characteristicenthusiasm and at the same time with the artlessness and simplicity ofdiction of a child When speaking of some lovely scene among the groves oralong the flowery shores of these favored islands he says One couldlive there forever Cuba broke upon him like an elysium It is the mostbeautiful island he says that ever eyes beheld full of excellent portsand profound rivers A little discount must be made on such a statementGranting all that is to be said of Cubas scenic charms some allowance isto be made for two influences One is Don Cristobals exuberance and theother is the fact that when one has been knocking about as he had beenfor nearly three months on the open sea and among lowlying and sandyislands and keys any land verdure clad and hilly is a picture ofParadise Many people need only two or three days at sea to reach a similarconclusion,4
+Produced by David WidgerDEEP WATERSBy WW JACOBSIllustration IN THE LIGHT OF THE LAMP I SAW THE DEAD WHITE FACECONTENTSSHAREHOLDERSPAYING OFFMADE TO MEASURESAMS GHOSTBEDRIDDENTHE CONVERTHUSBANDRYFAMILY CARESTHE WINTER OFFENSIVETHE SUBSTITUTESTMKING HARDDIRTY WORKSHAREHOLDERSSailor mansaid the nightwatchman musinglya sailorman is like a fishhe is safest when e is at sea  When a fish comes ashore it is in fortrouble and so is sailorman  One poor chap I knew ardly ever cameashore without getting married and he was found out there was no lessthan six wimmen in the court all taking away is character at once  Andwhen he spoke up Solomon the magistrate pretty near bit is ead offThen look at the trouble they get in with their money  They come ashorefrom a long trip smelling of it amost and they go from port to portlike a lord  Everybody has got their eye on that moneyeverybody exceptthe sailorman that isand afore he knows wots appened and who asgot it hes looking for a ship agin  When he aint robbed of is moneyhe wastes it and when e dont do either he loses itI knew one chap who hid is money  Hed been away ten months andknowing ow easy money goes e made up sixteen pounds in a nice littleparcel and hid it where nobody could find it  Thats wot he said andpraps e was right  All I know is he never found it  I did the samething myself once with a couple o quid I ran acrost unexpected onyunfortunately for me I hid it the day afore my missus started erspringcleaningOne o the worst men I ever knew for getting into trouble when he cameashore was old Sam Small If he couldnt find it by imself Ginger Dickand Peter Russet would help im look for it  Generally speaking theyfound it without straining their eyesightI remember one time they was home arter being away pretty near a yearand when they was paid off they felt like walking goldmines  They wentabout smiling all over with goodtemper and appiness and for the firstthree days they was like brothers  That didnt last of course and onthe fourth day Sam Small arter saying wot e would do to Ginger andPeter if it wasnt for the police went off by imselfHis temper passed off arter a time and e began to look cheerful aginIt was a lovely morning and having nothing to do and plenty in ispocket to do it with he went along like a schoolboy with a arf holidayHe went as far as Stratford on the top of a tram for a mouthful o freshair and came back to his favourite coffeeshop with a fine appetite fordinner There was a very nice gentlemanly chap sitting opposite im andthe way he begged Sams pardon for splashing gravy over im made Sam takea liking to him at once  Nicely dressed he was with a gold pin in istie and a fine gold watchchain acrost his weskit and Sam could see head been brought up well by the way he used is knife and fork  He keptlooking at Sam in a thoughtful kind o way and at last he said wot abeautiful morning it was and wot a fine day it must be in the countryIn a little while they began to talk like a couple of old friends and hetold Sam all about is father wot was a clergyman in the country andSam talked about a father of his as was living private on three undred ayearAh moneys a useful thing ses the manIt aint everything ses Sam  It wont give you appiness  Ive runthrough a lot in my time so I ought to knowI expect youve got a bit left though ses the man with a winkSam laughed and smacked is pocket  Ive got a trifle to go on withhe ses winking back  I never feel comfortable without a pound or twoin my pocketYou look as though youre just back from a vyge ses the man lookingat im very hardI am ses Sam nodding  Just back arter ten months and Im going tospend a bit o money afore I sign on agin I can tell youThats wot it was given to us for ses the man nodding at himThey both got up to go at the same time and walked out into the streettogether and when Sam asked im whether he might have the pleasure ofstanding im a drink he said he might  He talked about the differentkinds of drink as they walked along till Sam wot was looking for a highclass pub got such a raging thirst on im he hardly knew wot to do withimself  He passed several pubs and walked on as fast as he could tothe Three WiddersDo you want to go in there partikler ses the man stopping at thedoorNo ses Sam staringCos I know a place where they sell the best glass o port wine inLondon ses the manHe took Sam up two or three turnings and then led him into a quietlittle pub in a back street  There was a cosy little saloon bar withnobody in it and arter Sam had ad two port wines for the look of thething he ad a pint o sixale because he liked it  His new pal had onetoo and he ad just taken a pull at it and wiped his mouth when enoticed a little bill pinned up at the back of the bar_Lost betweenthe Mint andTower Stairs_ he ses leaning forwardand reading very slow _a goldlocketset withdiamonds  Whoeverwillreturnthe same toMr SmithOrange VillaBarnetwill receivethirty poundsreward_Ow much ses Sam starting Thirty pounds ses the man  Must be agood locket  Whered you get that he ses turning to the barmaidGentleman came in an hour ago ses the gal and arter he had ad twoor three drinks with the guvnor he asks im to stick it up  Arfcrying he wassaid it,26
+Produced by Suzanne Shell Beginners Projects Mary Meehan and theOnline Distributed Proofreading Team                            The Obstacle Race                            By Ethel M Dell                                  1921  I DEDICATE THIS BOOK  TO MY DEAR HALFSISTER  MARY  WITH MY LOVE  So run that ye may obtain_I Corinthians 924_  Give me the ready brain and steadfast face  To dare the hazard and to run the race  The high heart that no scathing word can stay  Oerleaping obstacles that bar the way  The sportsmans soul that failing at the end  Can smile upon the victory of a friend  And to my judges make this one protest  A poor performance butI did my bestCONTENTSPART ICHAPTER      IBETTER THAN LONDON     IISACRIFICE    IIIMAGIC     IVBROTHER DICK      VTHE GREAT MAN     VITHE VISITOR    VIITHE OFFER   VIIIMRS FIELDING     IXTHE INTRUDERPART II      ITHE WAND OF OFFICE     IIMIDSUMMER MADNESS    IIIA DRAWN BATTLE     IVA POINT OF HONOUR      VTHE WAY TO HAPPINESS     VIRECONCILIATION    VIITHE SPELL   VIIITHE HONOURS OF WARPART III      IBIRDS OF A FEATHER     IISALTASH    IIITHE PRICE     IVKISMET      VTHE DRIVING FORCE     VITHE SISTER OF MERCY    VIITHE SACRIFICE   VIIITHE MESSAGE     IXTHE ANSWERPART IV      ITHE FREE GIFT     IIFRIENDSHIP    IIICONFESSION     IVCOUNSEL      VTHE THUNDERBOLT     VICOALS OF FIRE    VIIFLIGHT   VIIIOUT OF THE NIGHT     IXTHE FREE PARDON      XTHE LAST FENCETHE OBSTACLE RACEPART ICHAPTER IBETTER THAN LONDONA long green wave ran up gleaming like curved glass in the sunlightand broke in a million sparkles against a shelf of shingle Above theshingle rose the soft cliffs clothed with scrubby grass and crownedwith gorseColumbus said the stranger this is just the place for usColumbus wagged a cheery tail and expressed complete agreement He waswatching a small crab hurrying among the stones with a funny frownbetween his brows He was not quite sure of the nature or capabilities ofthese creatures and till he knew more he deemed it advisable to let thempass without interference A canny Scot was Columbus and it was veryseldom indeed that anyone ever got the better of him He was also agentleman to the backbone and no word his mistress uttered howevercasual ever passed unacknowledged by him He always laughed when shelaughed however obscure the jokeHe smiled now since she was obviously pleased but without taking hissharp little eyes off the object of his interest Suddenly the scuttlingcrab disappeared and he started up with a whine In a moment he wasscratching in the shingle in eager search flinging showers of stonesover his companion in the processShe protested seizing him by his wiry tail to make him desistColumbus Dont Youre burying me alive Do sit down and be sensibleor Ill never be wrecked on a desert island with you againColumbus subsided not very willingly dropping with a grunt into thehole he had made His mistress released him and took out a goldcigarette caseI wonder what I shall do when Ive finished these she mused Thesimple life doesnt include luxuries of this sort Only three leftColumbus After that your missisll starveShe lighted a cigarette with a faint pucker on her wide brow Her eyeslooked out over the empty tumbling seagrey eyes very level in theirregard under black brows that were absolutely straight and inclined to berather heavily accentuatedYes I wish Id asked Muff for a few before I came away was theoutcome of her reflections By this time tomorrow I shant have oneleft Just think of that my Christopher and be thankful that yourejust a dog to whom one rat tastes very like anotherColumbus sneezed protestingly Whatever his taste in ratscigarette smoke did not appeal to him His mistresss fondness for itwas her only failing in his eyesShe went on reflectively her eyes upon the skyline I shall have totake in washing to eke out a modest living in cigarettes and chocolatesI cant subsist on Mr Ricketts Woodbines thats quite certain Iwonder if theres a pawnshop anywhere nearHer voice was low and peculiarly soft she uttered her words withsomething of a drawl Her hands were clasped about her knees delicatehands that yet looked capable The lips that held the cigarette weredelicately moulded also but they had considerable characterIf I were Lady Joanna Farringmore I suppose I should say somethingrather naughty in French Columbus to relieve my feelings But you and Idont talk French do we And we have struck the worthy Lady Jo and allher crowd off our visitinglist for some time to come I dont supposeany of them will miss us much do you old chap Theyll just go on roundand round in the old eternal waltz and never realize that it leads tonowhere She stretched out her arms suddenly towards the horizon thenturned and lay down by Columbus on the shingle Oh Im glad weve cutadrift arent you Even without,0
+Produced by Garrett Alley and PG Distributed ProofreadersON COMPROMISE  _It makes all the difference in the world whether we put  Truth in the first place or in the second place_                                             WHATLEYON COMPROMISEBYJOHN MORLEYMACMILLAN AND CO LIMITEDST MARTINS STREET LONDON1908_This Edition first printed 1886_NOTEThe writer has availed himself of the opportunity of a new edition toadd three or four additional illustrations in the footnotes Thecriticisms on the first edition call for no remark excepting thisperhaps that the present little volume has no pretensions to beanything more than an Essay To judge such it performance as if itprofessed to be an exhaustive Treatise in casuistry is to subject it totests which it was never designed to bear Merely to open questions toindicate points to suggest cases to sketch outlinesas an Essay doesall these thingsmay often be a process not without its own modestusefulness and interest_May 4 1877_CONTENTS  CHAPTER I INTRODUCTORY  Design of this Essay  The question stated  Suggested by some existing tendencies in England  Comparison with other countries  Test of this comparison  The absent quality specifically defined  History and decay of some recent aspirations  Illustrations  Characteristics of one present mood  Analysis of its causes    1 Influence of French examples    2 Influence of the Historic Method    3 Influence of the Newspaper Press    4 Increase of material prosperity    5 Transformation of the spiritual basis of thought    6 Influence of a State Church  CHAPTER II OF THE POSSIBLE UTILITY OF ERROR  Questions of a dual doctrine lies at the outset of our inquiry  This doctrine formulated  Marks the triumph of _status quo_  Psychological vindication of such a doctrine  Answered by assertion of the dogmatic character of popular belief  And the pernicious social influence of its priests  The root idea of the defenders of a dual doctrine  Thesis of the present chapter against that idea  Examination of some of the pleas for error      I That a false opinion may be clothed with good associations     II That all minds are not open to reason    III That a false opinion considered in relation to the general         mental attitude may be less hurtful than its premature         demolition     IV That mere negative truth is not a guide      V That error has been a steppingstone to truth  We cannot tell how much truth has been missed  Inevitableness is not utility  CHAPTER III INTELLECTUAL RESPONSIBILITY AND THE POLITICAL SPIRIT  The modern _disciplina arcani_  Humes immoral advice  Evil intellectual effects of immoral compromise  Depravation that follows its grosser forms  The three provinces of compromise  Radical importance of their separation  Effects of their confusion in practical politics  Economy or management in the Formation of opinion  Its lawfulness turns on the claims of majority and minority over one    another  Thesis of the present chapter  Its importance owing to the supremacy of the political spirit in    England  Effects of the predominance of this spirit  Contrasted with epochs of intellectual responsibility  A modern movement against the political spirit  An objection considered  Importance to character of rationalised conviction and of ideals  The absence of them attenuates conduct  Illustrations in modern politics  Modern latitudinarianism  Illustration in two supreme issues  Pascals remarks upon a state of Doubt  Dr Newman on the same  Three ways of dealing with the issues  Another illustration of intellectual improbity  The Savoyard Vicar  Mischievousness of substituting spiritual selfindulgence for reason  CHAPTER IV RELIGIOUS CONFORMITY  Compromise in Expression  Touches religion rather than politics  Hume on nonresistance  Reason why rights of free speech do not exactly coincide with rights of    free thought  Digression into the matter of free speech  Dissent no longer railing and vituperative  Tendency of modern free thought to assimilate some elements from the    old faith  A wide breach still remains  Heresy however no longer traced to depravity  Tolerance not necessarily acquiescence in scepticism  Object of the foregoing digression  The rarity of plainspeaking a reason why it is painful  Conformity in the relationship between child and parent  Between husband and wife  In the education of children  The case of an unbelieving priest  The case of one who fears to lose his influence  Conformity not harmless nor unimportant  CHAPTER V THE REALISATION OF OPINION  The application of opinion to conduct  Tempering considerations  Not to be pressed too far  Our action in realising our opinions depends on our social theory  Legitimate and illegitimate compromise in view of that  The distinction equally sound on the evolutional theory  Condition of progressive change  A plea for compromise examined  A second plea  The allegation of provisional usefulness examined  Illustrated in religious institutions  In political institutions  Burkes commendation of political compromise  The saying that small reforms may be the worst enemies of great ones  In what sense true  Illustration in the Elementary Education Act  Wisdom of social patience  The considerations which apply to political practice do not apply to    our own lives  Nor to the publication of social,9
+Produced by Tonya Allen Christine De Ryck and PG DistributedProofreaders This file was produced from images generously madeavailable by the Bibliothèque nationale de France BnFGallica athttpgallicabnffrMARK TWAINPlus fort que Sherlock HolmèsTRADUIT PAR FRANÇOIS DE GAILDEUXIÈME ÉDITIONMCMVIIPREMIÈRE PARTIEILa première scène se passe à la campagne dans la province de Virginieen lannée 1880Un élégant jeune homme de vingtsix ans de fortune médiocre vientdépouser une jeune fille très riche Mariage damour à première vueprécipitamment conclu mais auquel le père de la jeune personne unveuf sest opposé de toutes ses forcesLe marié appartient à une famille ancienne mais peu estimée qui avaitété contrainte à émigrer de Sedgemoor pour le plus grand bien du roiJacques Cétait du moins lopinion générale les uns le disaient avecune pointe de malice les autres en étaient intimement persuadésLa jeune femme a dixneuf ans et est remarquablement belle Grandebien tournée sentimentale extrêmement fière de son origine et trèséprise de son jeune mari elle a bravé pour lépouser la colère de sonpère supporté de durs reproches repoussé avec une inébranlable fermetéses avertissements et ses prédictions elle a même quitté la maisonpaternelle sans sa bénédiction pour mieux affirmer aux yeux du monde lasincérité de ses sentiments pour ce jeune hommeUne cruelle déception lattendait le lendemain de son mariage Son maripeu sensible aux caresses que lui prodiguait sa jeune épouse lui tintce langage étrangeAsseyezvous jai à vous parler Je vous aimais avant de demandervotre main à votre père son refus ne ma nullement blessé jen aifait dailleurs peu de cas Mais il nen est pas de même de ce quilvous a dit sur mon compte Ne cherchez pas à me cacher ses propos à monégard je les connais par le menu et les tiens de source authentiqueIl vous a dit entre autres choses aimables que mon caractère estpeint sur mon visage que jétais un individu faux dissimulé fourbelâche en un mot une parfaite brute sans le moindre coeur un vrai typede Sedgemoor atil même ajoutéTout autre que moi aurait été le trouver et laurait tué chez lui commeun chien Je voulais le faire jen avais bien envie mais il mest venuune idée que jestime meilleure Je veux lhumilier le couvrir dehonte le tuer à petites doses cest là mon plan Pour le réaliser jevous martyriserai vous son idole Cest pour cela que je vous aiépousée et puis Patience vous verrez bientôt si je my entendsPendant trois mois à partir de ce jour la jeune femme subit toutes leshumiliations les vilenies les affronts que lesprit diabolique de sonmari put imaginer il ne la maltraitait pas physiquement au milieu decette épreuve sa grande fierté lui vint en aide et lempêcha de trahirle secret de son chagrin De temps à autre son mari lui demandait Maispourquoi donc nallezvous pas trouver votre père et lui raconter ce quevous endurezPuis il inventait de nouvelles méchancetés plus cruelles que lesprécédentes et renouvelait sa même question Elle répondaitinvariablement Jamais mon père napprendra rien de ma bouche Elle enprofitait pour le railler sur son origine et lui rappeler quelleétait de par la loi lesclave dun fils desclaves quelle obéiraitmais quil nobtiendrait delle rien de plus Il pouvait la tuer silvoulait mais non la dompter son sang et léducation qui avait forméson caractère lempêcheraient de faiblirAu bout de trois mois il lui dit dun air courroucé et sombre Jaiessayé de tout sauf dun moyen pour vous dompter puis il attendit laréponseEssayez de ce dernier répliquatelle en le toisant dun regard pleinde dédainCette nuitlà il se leva vers minuit shabilla et lui commandaLevezvous et apprêtezvous à sortirComme toujours elle obéit sans un motIl la conduisit à un mille environ de la maison et se mit à la battrenon loin de la grande route Cette fois elle cria et chercha à sedéfendre Il la bâillonna lui cravacha la figure et excita contreelle ses chiens qui lui déchirèrent ses vêtements elle se trouva nueIl rappela ses chiens et lui ditLes gens qui passeront dans trois ou quatre heures vous trouveront danscet état et répandront la nouvelle de votre aventure MentendezvousAdieu Vous ne me reverrez plus Il partitPleurant sous le poids de sa honte elle pensa en ellemêmeJaurai bientôt un enfant de mon misérable mari Dieu veuille que cesoit un filsLes fermiers témoins de son horrible situation lui portèrent secourset sempressèrent naturellement de répandre la nouvelle Indignés dunetelle sauvagerie ils soulevèrent le pays et jurèrent de venger lapauvre jeune femme mais le coupable était envolé La jeune femme seréfugia chez son père celuici anéanti par son chagrin ne voulut plusvoir âme qui vive frappé dans sa plus vive affection le coeur briséil déclina de jour en jour et sa fille ellemême accueillit comme unedélivrance la mort qui vint mettre fin à sa douleurElle vendit alors le domaine et quitta le paysIIEn 1886 une jeune femme vivait retirée et seule dans une petite maisondun village de New England sa seule compagnie était un enfantdenviron cinq ans Elle navait pas de domestiques fuyait lesrelations et semblait sans amis Le boucher le boulanger et les autresfournisseurs disaient avec raison aux villageois quils ne savaient riendelle on ne connaissait en effet que son nom Stillmann et celui deson fils quelle appelait Archy Chacun ignorait doù elle venait maisà son arrivée on avait déclaré que son accent était celui dune SudisteLenfant navait ni compagnons détudes ni camarades de jeux sa mèreétait son seul professeur Ses leçons étaient claires bien comprisesce résultat la satisfaisait pleinement elle en était même très fièreUn jour Archy lui demandaMaman suisje différent des autres enfantsMais non mon petit pourquoiUne petite fille qui passait par ici ma demandé si le facteur étaitvenu et je lui ai répondu que oui elle ma demandé alors depuiscombien de temps je lavais vu passer je lui ai dit que je ne lavaispas vu du tout Elle en a été étonnée et ma demandé comment je pouvaisle savoir puisque je navais pas vu le facteur je lui ai répondu quejavais flairé ses pas sur la route Elle ma traité de fou et sestmoquée de moi Pourquoi doncLa jeune femme pâlit et pensa Voilà,0
+Produced by Tonya Allen Christine De Ryck and PG DistributedProofreaders This file was produced from images generously madeavailable by the Bibliotheque nationale de France BnFGallica athttpgallicabnffrMARK TWAINPlus fort que Sherlock HolmesTRADUIT PAR FRANCOIS DE GAILDEUXIEME EDITIONMCMVIIPREMIERE PARTIEILa premiere scene se passe a la campagne dans la province de Virginieen lannee 1880Un elegant jeune homme de vingtsix ans de fortune mediocre vientdepouser une jeune fille tres riche Mariage damour a premiere vueprecipitamment conclu mais auquel le pere de la jeune personne unveuf sest oppose de toutes ses forcesLe marie appartient a une famille ancienne mais peu estimee qui avaitete contrainte a emigrer de Sedgemoor pour le plus grand bien du roiJacques Cetait du moins lopinion generale les uns le disaient avecune pointe de malice les autres en etaient intimement persuadesLa jeune femme a dixneuf ans et est remarquablement belle Grandebien tournee sentimentale extremement fiere de son origine et treseprise de son jeune mari elle a brave pour lepouser la colere de sonpere supporte de durs reproches repousse avec une inebranlable fermeteses avertissements et ses predictions elle a meme quitte la maisonpaternelle sans sa benediction pour mieux affirmer aux yeux du monde lasincerite de ses sentiments pour ce jeune hommeUne cruelle deception lattendait le lendemain de son mariage Son maripeu sensible aux caresses que lui prodiguait sa jeune epouse lui tintce langage etrangeAsseyezvous jai a vous parler Je vous aimais avant de demandervotre main a votre pere son refus ne ma nullement blesse jen aifait dailleurs peu de cas Mais il nen est pas de meme de ce quilvous a dit sur mon compte Ne cherchez pas a me cacher ses propos a monegard je les connais par le menu et les tiens de source authentiqueIl vous a dit entre autres choses aimables que mon caractere estpeint sur mon visage que jetais un individu faux dissimule fourbelache en un mot une parfaite brute sans le moindre coeur un vrai typede Sedgemoor atil meme ajouteTout autre que moi aurait ete le trouver et laurait tue chez lui commeun chien Je voulais le faire jen avais bien envie mais il mest venuune idee que jestime meilleure Je veux lhumilier le couvrir dehonte le tuer a petites doses cest la mon plan Pour le realiser jevous martyriserai vous son idole Cest pour cela que je vous aiepousee et puis Patience vous verrez bientot si je my entendsPendant trois mois a partir de ce jour la jeune femme subit toutes leshumiliations les vilenies les affronts que lesprit diabolique de sonmari put imaginer il ne la maltraitait pas physiquement au milieu decette epreuve sa grande fierte lui vint en aide et lempecha de trahirle secret de son chagrin De temps a autre son mari lui demandait Maispourquoi donc nallezvous pas trouver votre pere et lui raconter ce quevous endurezPuis il inventait de nouvelles mechancetes plus cruelles que lesprecedentes et renouvelait sa meme question Elle repondaitinvariablement Jamais mon pere napprendra rien de ma bouche Elle enprofitait pour le railler sur son origine et lui rappeler quelleetait de par la loi lesclave dun fils desclaves quelle obeiraitmais quil nobtiendrait delle rien de plus Il pouvait la tuer silvoulait mais non la dompter son sang et leducation qui avait formeson caractere lempecheraient de faiblirAu bout de trois mois il lui dit dun air courrouce et sombre Jaiessaye de tout sauf dun moyen pour vous dompter puis il attendit lareponseEssayez de ce dernier repliquatelle en le toisant dun regard pleinde dedainCette nuitla il se leva vers minuit shabilla et lui commandaLevezvous et appretezvous a sortirComme toujours elle obeit sans un motIl la conduisit a un mille environ de la maison et se mit a la battrenon loin de la grande route Cette fois elle cria et chercha a sedefendre Il la baillonna lui cravacha la figure et excita contreelle ses chiens qui lui dechirerent ses vetements elle se trouva nueIl rappela ses chiens et lui ditLes gens qui passeront dans trois ou quatre heures vous trouveront danscet etat et repandront la nouvelle de votre aventure MentendezvousAdieu Vous ne me reverrez plus Il partitPleurant sous le poids de sa honte elle pensa en ellememeJaurai bientot un enfant de mon miserable mari Dieu veuille que cesoit un filsLes fermiers temoins de son horrible situation lui porterent secourset sempresserent naturellement de repandre la nouvelle Indignes dunetelle sauvagerie ils souleverent le pays et jurerent de venger lapauvre jeune femme mais le coupable etait envole La jeune femme serefugia chez son pere celuici aneanti par son chagrin ne voulut plusvoir ame qui vive frappe dans sa plus vive affection le coeur briseil declina de jour en jour et sa fille ellememe accueillit comme unedelivrance la mort qui vint mettre fin a sa douleurElle vendit alors le domaine et quitta le paysIIEn 1886 une jeune femme vivait retiree et seule dans une petite maisondun village de New England sa seule compagnie etait un enfantdenviron cinq ans Elle navait pas de domestiques fuyait lesrelations et semblait sans amis Le boucher le boulanger et les autresfournisseurs disaient avec raison aux villageois quils ne savaient riendelle on ne connaissait en effet que son nom Stillmann et celui deson fils quelle appelait Archy Chacun ignorait dou elle venait maisa son arrivee on avait declare que son accent etait celui dune SudisteLenfant navait ni compagnons detudes ni camarades de jeux sa mereetait son seul professeur Ses lecons etaient claires bien comprisesce resultat la satisfaisait pleinement elle en etait meme tres fiereUn jour Archy lui demandaMaman suisje different des autres enfantsMais non mon petit pourquoiUne petite fille qui passait par ici ma demande si le facteur etaitvenu et je lui ai repondu que oui elle ma demande alors depuiscombien de temps je lavais vu passer je lui ai dit que je ne lavaispas vu du tout Elle en a ete etonnee et ma demande comment je pouvaisle savoir puisque je navais pas vu le facteur je lui ai repondu quejavais flaire ses pas sur la route Elle ma traite de fou et sestmoquee de moi Pourquoi doncLa jeune femme palit et pensa Voila,0
+Produced by Malcolm Farmer Wilelmina Malliere and PG DistributedProofreadersCOLLECTIONS AND RECOLLECTIONSGeorge William Erskine RussellTHE MOST GENIAL OF COMPANIONSJAMES PAYNAT WHOSE SUGGESTION THESE PAPERS WERE WRITTEN AND TO WHOM THEY WEREINSCRIBEDDIED MARCH 25 1898                                       Is he gone to a land of no laughter      This man that made mirth for us all    Proves Death but a silence hereafter      Where the echoes of earth cannot fall    Once closed have the lips no more duty      No more pleasure the exquisite ears    Has the heart done oerflowing with beauty      As the eyes have with tears    Nay if aught be sure what can be surer      Than that earths good decays not with earth    And of all the hearts springs none are purer      Than the springs of the fountains of mirth    He that sounds them has pierced the hearts hollows      The places where tears are and sleep    For the foamflakes that dance in lifes shallows      Are wrung from lifes deepJ RHOADESPREFACEIt has been suggested by Mr Reginald Smith to whose friendliness andskill the fortunes of this book have been so greatly indebted that arather fuller preface might be suitably prefixed to this EditionWhen the book first appeared it was stated on the titlepage to bewritten by One who has kept a Diary My claim to that modest titlewill scarcely be challenged by even the most carping critic who isconversant with the facts On August 13 1865 being then twelve yearsold I began my Diary Several attempts at diarykeeping I had alreadymade and abandoned This more serious endeavour was due to the fact thata young lady gave me a manuscriptbook attractively bound in scarletleather and such a gift inspired a resolution to live up to it Shall Ibe deemed to lift the veil of private life too roughly if I transcribesome early entries 23rd Dear Kate came very nice 25th Kate isvery delightful 26th Kate is a darling girl _She kissed me_Before long Loves young dream was dispersed by the realities ofHarrow but the scarlet book continued to receive my daily confidencesSoonalas for puerile ficklenessthe name of Kate disappears andis replaced by rougher appellations such as Bob and CharlieCarrots this and Chaw that To Harrow succeeds Oxford and nowmore recognizable names begin to appearLiddon and Holland Goreand Milner and LymingtonBut through all these personal permutations the continuous Life of theDiary remained unbroken and so remains even to the present date Not aday is missing When I have been laid low by any of the rather numerousills to which if to little else my flesh has been heir I have alwaysbeen able to jot down such pregnant entries as Temperature 102 degSalicine Boiled Chicken Bath Chair It is many a year since thescarlet book was laid aside but it has had a long line of successorsand together they contain the record of what I have been done seenand heard during thirtyeight years of chequered existence Entertaininga strong and wellfounded suspicion that Posterity would burn theseprecious volumes unread I was moved some few years ago to compressinto small compass the little that seemed worth remembering At thattime my friend Mr James Payn was already confined to the house by thebeginnings of what proved to be his last illness His host of friendsdid what they could to relieve the tedium of his suffering days and theonly contribution which I could make was to tell him at my weekly visitsanything interesting or amusing which I collected from the reperusal ofmy diary Greatly to my surprise he urged me to make theseCollections into a book and to add to them whatever Recollectionsthey might suggest Acting on this advice I published during the year1897 a series of weekly papers in the _Manchester Guardian_ They werereceived more kindly than I had any right to expect and early in 1898 Ireproduced them in the present volumejust too late to offer it exceptin memory to dear James PaynThe fortunes of the book from that time till now would not interestthe public but are extremely interesting to me The book brought memany friends One story at any rate elicited the gracious laughter ofQueen Victoria A pauper who had known better days wrote to thank mefor enlivening the monotony of a workhouse infirmary Literary clerksplied me with questions about the sources of my quotations A Scotchdoctor demurred to the prayerWater that sparkon the ground thatthe water would put the spark out Elderly clergymen in countryparsonages revived the rollicking memories of their undergraduate daysand sent me academic quips of the forties and fifties From the mostvarious quarters I received suggestions corrections and enrichmentswhich have made each edition an improvement on the last The publicnotices were on the whole extremely kind and some wereunintentionally amusing Thus one editor putting two and two togethercalculated that the writer could not be less than eighty years oldwhile another like Mrs Prig didnt believe there was no sich aperson and acutely divined that the book was a journalistic squibdirected against my amiable garrulity The most pleasing notice was thatof Jean La Frette some extracts from which I venture to append It istrue that competent judges have questioned the accuracy of M LaFrettes idiom but his sentiments are unimpeachable The necessarycorrective was not wanting for a weekly journal of high culturedescribed my poor handiwork as Snobbery and Snippets There was aboisterousnessalmost a brutalityabout the phrase which deterred mefrom reading the review but I am fain to admit that there was a certainrude justice in the implied criticismGWER_Christmas,0
+Produced by Janet Kegg Josephine Paolucci and the Online DistributedProofreading TeamMade Easy SeriesENTERTAINING MADE EASYBYEMILY ROSE BURT1919_Acknowledgment is made to Womans Home Companion The Ladies HomeJournal Farm and Fireside and the Designer for their courteouspermission to reprint certain material in this book_TABLE OF CONTENTSSOCIALS AND PARTIES  A SMILES SOCIAL  AN AVIATION MEET  A MOCK CANTEEN  A PROGRESSIVE MARCH PARTY  AN AUTUMN LEAF DANCE  A HARVEST HOME PARTY  A NUTTY PARTY FOR OCTOBER  A MAY POLE PARTY FOR CHILDRENOUTDOOR AFFAIRS  A BACON BAT  A CHILDRENS DAISY PARTY  A HAWAIIAN PORCH LUNCHEON  A WATERMELON FROLIC  A JAPANESE GARDEN PARTY  A COMMENCEMENT PICNIC  A PROGRESSIVE MOTOR PARTYBIRTHDAYS AND OTHER ANNIVERSARIES  A BACHELOR SUPPER  MOTHERS BIRTHDAY TEA  A PUSSY CAT PARTY  A GIRLS BIRTHDAY LUNCHEON  THE WOODEN WEDDING  THE TIN WEDDING  A MOCK WEDDING  A SILVER WEDDING SHOWER  A CAPE COD LUNCHEONANNOUNCEMENTS AND SHOWERS  A LITTLE BIRD TOLD ME LUNCHEON  A HAPPINESS TEA  A HELLO PARTY  AN APPLE SHOWER  AN OLD ROSE SHOWER  A KITTY SHOWER  A CAMP FIRE SHOWER  A ONE I LOVE SHOWER  AN INDIAN SUMMER SHOWER  A CHRISTMAS TREE SHOWERWEDDINGS  SUMMER WEDDING DECORATIONS  THE TABLE DECORATIONS  MENUS FOR THE BUFFET LUNCHEON  THE FAVORS  TWO SUMMER WEDDINGS    A Wild Rose Wedding    A Field Flower Wedding  OUTDOOR WEDDINGS    An Orchard Pageant    A Wedding on the Lawn  FALL WEDDINGS    A Blue and Gold Fall Wedding    Oak Leaves and Cosmos  THREE WINTER WEDDINGS    A Christmas Wedding    A Rainbow Wedding    A Colonial Wedding_INTRODUCTION_It is fun to entertainif you dont make hard work of itAnd why make hard work of it when there are ways to entertain easilyBesides you know that the more easily you do it the more successfulyoull be and theres hardly a woman in the worldis therewhowouldnt like to be known as a good hostessBut says one of you I havent the knackAnd another says I havent the time or moneyAnd yet another Oh I never have any ideasNonsenseIts not a question of knack or money or ideas All you need is toknow the secret and its an open secret at thatFirst ask yourself what you mean by a successful hostess Your answerwill be One whose guests have so good a time that they want to comeagainSure enough The secret is out thenentertaining successfully isgiving the guests a good timeMore easily said than done you say What must I _do_ to give theguests a good timeAnd the answer to that is in a nutshell Make your entertainment fitthe folks to be entertainedYou wouldnt for instance think of inviting your grandmothersfriends in of an afternoon in honor of the old ladys birthday andplaying stagecoach or blindmans buffAnd if you have your Sunday School class of lively boys in for theevening you wont expect them to play paper and pencil games fromeight to tenIts really just a matter of common sense coupled with someimagination and forethought to choose the right kind of entertainmentAlong with choosing the right variety of amusement remember thatfolks generally like the simple things best and if theres a touch oforiginality in addition youve won their hearts For you see youvemade them feel that you took the trouble to plan something differentin their honorBecause its different it isnt necessarily hard to preparethereare lots of novelties in decoration amusement and eats thatare perfectly simple and inexpensive They are what help to makeentertaining easy in fact And just at this point you see comes inthe reason for the writing of this little bookIt aims to make entertaining easy by suggesting plans that are simpleand a little outoftheordinary to fit the most frequent occasionswhen you wish to entertain or perhaps _must_ do so Special care hasbeen taken to consider time and expense but at the same time to bringin a touch of the unusualDont miss the fun of entertaining because youve always thought ithard work This book has been prepared to show you how easilyafter all it can be done And may you have the reward of joy andsatisfaction that comes with successful hospitalitySOCIALS AND PARTIESPerhaps youre appointed chairman of the social committee of youryoung peoples church society of or some club Or maybe you want toentertain for a friend who is visiting you so that she may meetyour circle of friends Anyway its up to you to plan an eveningsamusement for a big crowd of people If its a mixed crowdyoung andold and inbetween as church socials often areyou need one kindof plan if its a bunch of young folks or a school class party orsomething for the children you need other plansBut the secret of all good times for big crowds is to chooseentertainment that draws the individuals together in some kind ofcomradeship gives them all something in common and puts them on afriendly footingA SMILES SOCIALOn the door of the parish house as well as in the postoffice windowappeared a poster adorned with a big smiling facethe kind made bydrawing a circle and putting inside of it two eye dots a nose lineand a cheerful curve for a mouthBeneath it the invitation urged everybody to come to a Smiles Socialwearing a smile and bringing an extra one in the pocket Admissionone smileThe parish house parlors were decorated with all the laughing orsmiling pictures that could be found by the committee in charge MonaLisa was there with her inscrutable smile The Laughing Cavalieras well as less famous characters such as smiling girls on calendarsand magazine covers An amusing display of newspaper cartoons alsofilled one portion of the wall space Smilax was appropriately enoughused for trimmingAt the door was stationed a smiling admission collector who insistedon an entering smile from everyone The extra one was not,4
+Produced by Tapio RiikonenKARKURITNäytelmä viidessä näytöksessäKirjALEKSIS KIVI1919JÄSENETPAROONI MARKUS Viitalan omistajaTYKO poikansaPAROONI MAUNO Kuuselan omistajaPAULI poikansaELMA tyttärensäNIILO Markuksen ottopoikaHANNA Maunon kasvatetytärYRJÖMARTTI pehtoori KuuselassaEräs paimenpoika ViitalassaEräs akkaTapaus on SuomessaENSIMÄINEN NÄYTÖSMetsäinen tieno perillä avara näkyala Elma ja Hanna tulevatHANNA Mun sisareni tuossa näkyy tieELMA Ja koto tuolla eksymisen vaaraEi enään uhkaa meitä ole rauhassMe Tornivuorella jo seisommeHANNA Mä pelosta jo olin levotonJa kovin sykkii sydämmeni vieläMut kiitos taivaan tuolla ViitalaJa kuusistossa tuolla KuuselaSe koto armasELMA          Mutta kauvan tokiEi ollakaan se kotonamme saaMe kohta sieltä karkoitetaan poisSen tekee herra Markus armotonHANNA Oi aika murheellinenELMA                        KoivikossaSä näet Viitalan Ja huomaa HannaKuin kuningatar lemmekäs hän katsooPäin Kuuselaan ja hymyileepi silleTaas Kuusela kuin jalo kuningasMut miksi toki koska itse luontoNäin lempeen kehoittaapi miksi tokiNe kaksi hallitsijat kartanoinNäin vimmatusti toinen toistaan vainooHANNA He eivät näe vihans pimeydessKuink ihanaa on ystävinä elääELMA Mut katsos tuota kanervaista nummeeJa vuorta Kumajan sen takanaLomasta pilvein sinne päivä paistaaJa jylhä vuori hohtehessa seisooJa sielun ihmeellisest armahastiNyt riutuu nähdessäni tämän näynOi kerran anastaapi lemmen voimaMaan pinnan asujamet ja he silloinNyt toinen toistaan raadellen kuin pedotKäs kädessä he silloin käyskelevätJa riemu kaikuu kaukaisimpiin ääriinMut missä lienemmekään silloin meHe muistavatko meitä kutsutaankoMeit ilojuhlaan suureen vierahaiksiJaa mitä tiedämme Mut ehkäpäKuin haamut sumupilvein kierroksissaMe heidän päällä kiitelemmeJa iloitsemme heidän ilostaanHANNA Taas haaveksii sun mieles Murheen auerMiks ei se enään otsaltasi poistuAlakuloisuuden tummaan hämäräänSä eksyt enemmin ja enemminELMA Miks kadotin mä armaan kultaseinMiks kadotin mä sankarini TykonHANNA Hän tulee vielä se on uskoniELMA Ah näkisinkö hänen viel Oi päiväJa hetki autuasMun TykoniOi riennä tänne mailta kaukaisiltaSua vartoo Pohjan sammalvuorillaSun uskollinen murehtiva neitosMut josko niinkuin kerrotaanSun sota surmasi niin miksi enäänMä valittaisin En vaan katsantoniPäin kuolon maahan tahdon teroittaaJa hiljaa vuottaa hetkein lyömistäMut jospa niinkuin myöskin maine sanooSä vankeuden synkäss yössä istutNiin kahlees katkaise ja kiidä tänneLäpi vihollisen maan kuin hirmumyrskyMut ehdittyäs kotomaahas viimeinSe myrsky olkoon lempee liehausMut hän ei tule tässä seison mäNyt suojatonna koska lähestyyMua koetus ja kiusa kamalaMä sitä aatellessa kauhistunHANNA Sen tiedän Meitä kumpaistakin kohtaaSe onni ankaraELMA           Et tiedäkäänHANNA Mitä tarkoitat Meitä uhkaisko vielä joku pahempiELMA MinuaHANNA Oi selitäELMA Sinä tiedät että isäni talo ja tavarat ovat kohta hänen suurimmanvihamiehensä Viitalan herran kädessä Mutta taitaapa nyt tapahtuanäin Niilo tarjoo isälleni lunastimet joilla isäni voi päästävaikeasta ahdingosta mutta ehdolla joka sydämmeni pantiksi paneeHANNA Mikä syy on sinulla luulla niinELMA Senkaltaista jotain on tekeillä heidän välillänsä sen olenhuomannut ja olenpa saanut jo isältäni joitakuita viittauksiasinnepäin Salaisuudessa toki on tapahtuva kaikkiHANNA Isäskö olis niin armotonELMA Ehkä epäilyksen vimmassaMutta sano taitaisitko lempiä NiiloaEn kysy tätä aatellen niinkuin tahtoisin häneen koskaan suostua eivaikka olis hän Tykoa kauniimpi vielä Mutta miksi haastelenkauneudesta Onhan lupaus vapaa pyhin vala mun sitonut omaankihlattuuni ijankaikkiseksiNiin mille tuntuu sinusta Niilo Minustaon kasvoissansa jotain inhottavaaHANNA Koska sielumme kerran yhden on valinnut ei huomaa se enäänmuiden kauneuttaELMA Sinä tiedät senHANNA Hyvin tiedän senELMA Sä lemmit Ken on sun lemmittysiHANNA Siis tahdot tiedon Hän ei ole tässä kaukana hän onELMA No sanoHANNA Kuule sitten Häntä joka Tykosi kumppanina läksi sotahanvieraille maille häntä muistelen ainaELMA Veljeäni Mitä ilmaisit ja miksi et ennenHANNA Oi sitä kainostelin sinulle tunnustaaELMA Erositteko lujilla lupauksilla myöskin teHANNA Ilman lupausta ilman ainokaista sanaa lemmestä Nuori oli hänsilloin minä nuorempi vielä mutta koska hän oli lähtenyt niin tunsinsyvän kaipauksen povessani enkä ole häntä tainnut unohtaa vaansuloisuudella muistelen häntä alatiELMA Ja koska hän tulee niin ottaa hän sun kullaksensaHANNA Sitä en rohkene toivoaELMA Toivo tokiSiis molemmat me samalla ikävyyden oksallavaikertelemme ja varromme heitä ja jos emme heitä enään saa nähdä niinyhdessä harmenemme yhdessä murehdimme toinentoistamme lohdutellenKentulee pitkin tietä tuossaHANNA Se suuri tietäjäakkaELMA Jolla on niin ihmeellinen voima katsoa tulevaisuuteenHANNA Tapahtuvan sanotaan mitä hän ennustaa Hänelle en pistäisikättäni minä Akka tuleeAKKA Herran rauha teille kunnioitettavat fröökinätELMA Olkaat tervehditty vanha eukko Kauvan olette olleet näkymätönnäseuduillammeAKKA Sentähden tuon terveisiä avaralta maailmaltaELMA Vieläkö katsahtaa silmänne yhtä tarkasti kuin ennen kämmenenpiirroksiin joihin niinkuin sanotaan on kirjoitettuna elämämmekohtaloAKKA Olenpa jo kovin vanha fröökinäni vanhaELMA Tässä on käteni Antaa hänelle kätensäAKKA Ah kuinka pieni ja korea käsi ja hieno samettihieno mutta miksinämät monet ristiviivat täälläELMA Sanokaat se itseHANNA erikseen Mikä rumuus hänen kasvoissansa Väristyksen tunnenruumiissani häntä katsellessani Ja hänkö nuorena kuin ruusu kauniinahohti Niinpä sanotaan Lieneekö mahdollistaOi vanhuus sääänetönnä mutta varmaan meitä jokaista lähestyt Mieltä masentavaaatos Ja muuttua näin rumaksi Ei Kauneus sydämmessäni asukoon jakuolemattoman sieluni ikuinen perintöosa olkoon se kaukainensilmämäärä johon alati katsahtelen niin onpa muotoni herttainen vielälapsieni lapsille koska he suustani kuultelevat viisauden neuvojaAKKA katseltuaan Elman kättä Kohta murhe on lopussa Sitäkorppihaukkaa joka tähtää nyt sydäntäs et sinä pelätä tarvitse Hänensiipensä lannistuvat ja hän lyyhistyy alas sillä ylevä kotkakaukaisilta kukkuloilta on sun päälles iskenyt tulisen silmänsä Hänluokses kiitää halki sumujen ja pilvein kuin nopea vasama ja hänensaaliiksensa joudut sä ja ravittu on hän ijankaikkiseksiELMA Teitä kiitänHANNA Ihana ennustusELMA Ihmeellinen kylläAKKA Hannalle Teidän kätenne myösHANNA Ei eukkoseni en rohkene minä nostaa tulevaisuuteni esirippuaEhkä eteeni kuvattaisiin tapauksia synkeintä lajia ja niin mun käsittäislevottomuus ja hyödytön murhe Ei ei Minä olen tytyväinen siihen mitäsisarelleni ennustitte ja iloitsen hänen kanssansaELMA Käykäät luoksemme vanha vaimo ja saakaat maksonneAKKA Te olette hyvä fröökinäni aina hyväMutta rientäkäämmeläheneepä meitä kamoittava herranilmaELMA Niin rientäkäämme MenevätMartti tuleeMARTTI yksin Paljasta pahantekoa ja kiusaa Viitalan puolella Peeveliheidät periköön Enhän jaksa enään mä luutautinen kaakki en muuta kuinhuutaa kostoa kostoa Mitä taasen olen nähnyt pistetään muistontarkkaan talteen ja saavatpa saman takaisin vieläMutta nytpä kaiketipienet perkeleet ilmassa teiskaa ja sen havaitsevat tuhannet veljensätahi tanssivat serkuksensa tuolla selkäluussani Menkäät kimpustanihelvettiin marssikaat Viitalaan ja tehkäät parastanne Penkkiin lyökäätsiellä se vanha karju että hän röhkii ja rököttää kuin olis hänsiemenissä Paimenpoika tulee Tuossa tulee Viitalan paimen Kun nytsaisin hänen kauluksestaan oikein lujan nappauksenPAIMEN Herra Martti herra Martti Ryöväriä Uskokaat kaksi partaistamiestä kohtasin polulla tuolla Kyselivätpä minulta näiden kartanoinnimistä ketkä niitä hallitsevat ja löytyykö niissä koreita likkojaKuuselassa sanoin löytyvän sitä sorttia kaksi ja oikein aikaheiskaleita mutta että toinen niistä on kihlattu jo monta vuottasitten mutta sulhasensa on kuollut sotaan ja sentähden on tyttöraiskapäättänyt lopettaa päivänsä Kyöpelinvuorella santasäkki selässäNiinselittelin heille asioita,13
+Produced by Dave Morgan Bradley Norton and PG Distributed ProofreadersGARDENING FOR THE MILLION_By_ ALFRED PINKAUTHOR OF RECIPES FOR THE MILLIONT FISHER UNWINPREFACEIt is with the object of stimulating the cultivation of gardens stillmore beautiful than those generally to be met with that the presentvolume has been written It has not been thought necessary to repeatin each case the times when the seeds of the various flowers andplants are to be sown A careful attention to the remarks madeunder the headings of Annuals Biennials Perennials andSeedSowing will supply all the information needed That the workmay prove useful to those at least who supervise their own gardens isthe sincere wish of the authorDULWICHGARDENING FOR THE MILLIONAAarons Rod_See_ SolidagoAbeliaVery ornamental evergreen shrubs bearing tubularfunnelshaped flowers They succeed in any ordinary soil if thesituation is warm and sheltered and are readily raised by cuttingsHeight 3 ft to 4 ftAbies _Spruce Firs_Among these ornamental conifers mention may bemade of the beautiful Japanese Spruce Ajanensis which grows freelyin most soils and has dualcoloured leavesdark green on the uppersurface and silvery white underneath this makes a grand singlespecimen anywhere The White Spruce _Abies Alba Glauca_ is a rapidgrower but while it is small makes a lovely show in the border itprefers a moist situation Of the slowgrowing and dwarf varietiesGregorii is a favourite The Caerulea or Blue Spruce is also verybeautiful Clanbrasiliana is a good lawn shrub never exceeding 4 ftin height The Pigmy Spruce _A Pygmea_ is the smallest of all firsonly attaining the height of 1 ft Any of these may be increased bycuttingsAbroniaHandsome halfhardy annual trailers Grow in sandy peat andmultiply by root division Flowers in April Height 4 in to 6 inAbutilonEvergreen greenhouse shrubs of great beauty and easycultivation May be raised from seed or by cuttings of young shootsplaced in spring or summer in sand under glass or with a bottom heatCut the old plants back in January and when new shoots appear repotthe plants Height 5 ft to 8 ftAcaciaWinter and spring flowering greenhouse shrubs with charmingflowers and graceful foliage May be grown from seed which should besoaked in warm water for twentyfour hours or they may be propagatedby layers cuttings placed in heat or suckers They like a rich sandyloam soil Height 2 ft to 3 ftAcaenaThese shrubby plants are herbaceous and mostly hardy of acreeping nature fast growers and suitable for dry banks or roughstony places They flourish best in sandy loam and peat and may beincreased by cuttings placed under glass The flowers which aregreen are produced in May The height of the various kinds variesfrom 3 in to 2 ftAcantholimon Glumaceum _Prickly Thrift_This is a frame evergreenperennial thriving in any light rich soil It can be increased bydividing the roots In May it puts forth its rosecoloured flowersHeight 3 inAcanthusA coarse yet stately hardy perennial which has largeornamental foliage and flowers in August It is not particular as tosoil or situation but free space should be given it Will grow fromseed sown from March to midsummer or in August or September in asheltered situation Will also bear dividing Height 3 ftAcer _Maple_Very vigorous plants suitable when young for potsand afterwards for the shrubbery The A Negundo Variegata has silveryvariegated leaves which contrast effectively with dark foliageCampestre Colchicum Rubrum with its bright crimson palmate leavesis very ornamental as is also Negundo Californicum Aurem with itsgoldenyellow foliage The Maple grows best in a sandy loam It may beincreased by cuttings planted in a shaded situation or by layers butthe choice varieties are best raised from seed sown as soon as it isripeAchillea Ptarmica _Sneezewort_A pure white hardy perennial whichblooms in August The dried leaves powdered produce sneezingAny soil Best increased by rooted offsets Flowers from July toSeptember Height 112 ftAchimenesFine plants suitable for the greenhouse sittingroom orhanging baskets Plant six tubers in a 5in pot with their growingends inclining to the centre and the roots to the edge of the pot andcover them an inch deep with a compost of peat loam and leafmouldor a light sandy soil Keep them well supplied with liquid manurewhile in a growing state Height 6 in to 212 ftAconite _MonksHood or WolfsBane_Very pretty and very hardyand succeeds under the shade of trees but being very poisonous shouldnot be grown where there are children Increased by division orby seeds Flowers June to July Height 4 ft _See also_ WinterAconitesAcorus _Sweet Flag_A hardy bog plant having an abundance oflightcoloured evergreen foliage It will grow in any wet soilHeight 2 ftAcrocliniumDaisylike everlastings Halfhardy annuals suitablefor cutting during summer and for winter bouquets Sow in pots inFebruary or March cover lightly with fine soil plunge the pot ingentle heat place a square of glass on the top and gradually hardenoff Seed may also be sown in the open during May or in autumn forearly flowering Height 1 ftAcrophyllum VerticillatumA greenhouse evergreen shrub It will growin any soil and may be increased by cuttings of halfripened woodMarch is its flowering season Height 3 ftAcrotisThese are mostly hardy herbaceous plants from South AfricaThe soil should consist of two parts loam and one part leafmould andthe situation should be dry and sunny Seed may be sown early in Marchin gentle heat and the plants grown on in a cold frame till May whenthey may be planted out a foot apart They will flower at midsummerWinter in a warm greenhouse Height 2 ft Some few are of a creepingnatureActaea Spicata _Bane Berry_A hardy herbaceous perennial whichdelights in a shady position and will even grow under trees It isincreased by division of the roots or it may readily be raised fromseed in ordinary soil May is its flowering month Height 3 ftActinella GrandifloraA showy herbaceous plant bearing largeorangecoloured flowers in July It is not particular as to soil andis increased by dividing the roots Height 1 ftActinomeris SquarrosaThis hardy and ornamental herbaceous plantbears heads of bright yellow flowers resembling small sunflowersfrom June to August It thrives in any loamy soil and is easilyincreased by dividing the root Height 4 ftAdams Needle_See_ YuccaAdenandra,9
+Produced by MBP and the Online Distributed Proofreading TeamPEACE THEORIES AND THE BALKAN WARBYNORMAN ANGELLAuthor of The Great Illusion1912PEACE THEORIES AND THE BALKAN WARBy NORMAN ANGELLAuthor of The Great Illusion1912THE TEXT OF THIS BOOK    Whether we blame the belligerents or criticise the powers or sit in    sackcloth and ashes ourselves is absolutely of no consequence at the    present moment    We have sometimes been assured by persons who profess to know that    the danger of war has become an illusion Well here is a war    which has broken out in spite of all that rulers and diplomatists    could do to prevent it a war in which the Press has had no part a    war which the whole force of the money power has been subtly and    steadfastly directed to prevent which has come upon us not through    the ignorance or credulity of the people but on the contrary    through their knowledge of their history and their destiny and    through their intense realisation of their wrongs and of their    duties as they conceived them a war which from all these causes    has burst upon us with all the force of a spontaneous explosion and    which in strife and destruction has carried all before it Face to    face with this manifestation who is the man bold enough to say that    force is never a remedy Who is the man who is foolish enough to say    that martial virtues do not play a vital part in the health and    honour of every people Cheers Who is the man who is vain enough    to suppose that the long antagonisms of history and of time can in    all circumstances be adjusted by the smooth and superficial    conventions of politicians and ambassadorsMR WINSTON CHURCHILL    at Sheffield    Mr Norman Angells theory was one to enable the citizens of this    country to sleep quietly and to lull into false security the    citizens of all great countries That is undoubtedly the reason why    he met with so much success It was a very comfortable theory for    those nations which have grown rich and whose ideals and initiative    have been sapped by over much prosperity But the great delusion of    Norman Angell which led to the writing of The Great Illusion has    been dispelled for ever by the Balkan League In this connection it    is of value to quote the words of Mr Winston Churchill which give    very adequately the reality as opposed to theory_The Review of    Reviews_ from an article on The Débâcle of Norman AngellAnd an odd score of like pronouncements from newspapers and public mensince the outbreak of the Balkan WarThe interrogations they imply have been put definitely in the firstchapter of this book the replies to those questions summarised in thatchapter and elaborated in the others_The key to this book and the summary of its arguments are containedin Chapter I pp 712_CONTENTSI The Questions and their AnswersII Peace and War in the BalkansIII Economic Causes in the Balkan WarIV Turkish Ideals in our Political ThoughtV Our Responsibility for Balkan WarsVI Pacifism Defence and the Impossibility of WarVII Theories False and True their Role in European PoliticsVIII What Shall we DOCHAPTER ITHE QUESTIONS AND THEIR ANSWERCHAPTER IIPEACE AND WAR IN THE BALKANSPeace in the Balkans under the Turkish SystemThe inadequacy of ourtermsThe repulsion of the Turkish invasionThe Christian effort tobring the reign of force and conquest to an endThe difference betweenaction designed to settle relationship on force and counter actiondesigned to prevent such settlementThe force of the policeman and theforce of the brigandThe failure of conquest as exemplified by theTurkWill the Balkan peoples prove Pacifist or Bellicist adopt theTurkish or the Christian SystemCHAPTER IIIECONOMICS AND THE BALKAN WARThe economic system of the TurkThe Turkish Trade of Conquest as acause of this warRacial and Religious hatred of primitivesocietiesIndustrialism as a solventIts operation in EuropeBalkansgeographically remote from main drift of European economicdevelopmentThe false economies of the Powers as a cause of theirjealousies and quarrels This has prevented settlementWhat is theeconomic motiveImpossible to separate moral andmaterialNationality and the War SystemCHAPTER IVTURKISH IDEALS IN OUR POLITICAL THOUGHTThis war and the Turks of Britain and PrussiaThe AngloSaxon andopposed idealsMr C Chestertons case for killing and being killedas the best method of settling differencesIts application to CivilConflictsAs in SpanishAmericaThe difference between Devonshire andVenezuelaWill the Balkans adopt the TurcoVenezuelan political idealsor the BritishCHAPTER VOUR RESPONSIBILITY FOR BALKAN WARSMr Winston Churchill on the Responsibility of DiplomacyWhat does hemeanAn easy and popular philosophyCan we neglect past if we wouldavoid future errorsBritish temper and policy in the Crimean WarWhatare its lessonsWhy we fought a war to sustain the integrity andindependence of the Turkish dominion in EuropeSupporting the Turkagainst his Christian victimsFrom fear of Russian growth which we arenow aidingThe commentary of eventsShall we back the wrong horseagainCHAPTER VIPACIFISM DEFENCE AND THE IMPOSSIBILITY OF WARDid the Crimean War prove Bright and Cobden wrongOur curiousreasoningMr Churchill on illusionsThe danger of war is not theillusion but its benefitsWe are all Pacifists now since we all desirePeaceWill more armaments alone secure itThe experience ofmankindWar the failure of human wisdomTherefore more wisdom is theremedyBut the Militarists only want more armsThe German LordRobertsThe military campaign against political RationalismHow tomake war certainCHAPTER VIITHEORIES FALSE AND TRUE THEIR ROLE IN EUROPEAN PROGRESSThe improvement of ideas the foundation of all improvementShootingstraight and thinking straight the one as important as theotherPacifism and the MillenniumHow we got rid of wars ofreligionA few ideas have changed the face,4
+Produced by PG Distributed ProofreadersFOURDIMENSIONALVISTASbyClaude BragdonIllustrationNew York   _Perception has a destiny_                        _Emerson_INTRODUCTIONThere are two notable emancipations of the mind from the tyranny ofmere appearances that have received scant attention save frommathematicians and theoretical physicistsIn 1823 Bolyai declared with regard to Euclids socalled axiom ofparallels I will draw two lines through a given point both ofwhich will be parallel to a given line The drawing of these linesled to the concept of the curvature of space and this to the ideaof _higher_ spaceThe recently developed Theory of Relativity has compelled therevision of the time concept as used in classical physics Oneresult of this has been to introduce the notion of _curved_ timeThese two ideas of curved time and higher space by their verynature are bound to profoundly modify human thought They loosen thebonds within which advancing knowledge has increasingly laboredthey lighten the dark abysses of consciousness they reconcile thediscoveries of Western workers with the inspirations of Easterndreamers but best of all they open vistas they offer glimpsesthat may make us less forlornCONTENTSI THE QUEST OF FREEDOMThe Undiscovered CountryMiraclesThe Failure of Common SenseTheFunction of ScienceMathematicsIntuitionOur Sense of SpaceTheSubjectivity of SpaceThe Need of an Enlarged SpaceConceptII THE DIMENSIONAL LADDERLearning to Think in Terms of SpacesFrom the Cosmos to theCorpuscleAnd BeyondEvolution as SpaceConquestDimensionalSequencesMan the GeometerHigher and Highest SpaceIII  PHYSICAL PHENOMENALooking for the Greater in the LessSymmetryOther AlliedPhenomenaIsomerismThe Orbital Motion of Spheres CellSubdivisionThe Electric CurrentThe Greater UniverseA Hint from AstronomyGravitationThe Ether of SpaceIV  TRANSCENDENTAL PHYSICSZoellnerApparitionsPossessionClairvoyance in SpaceClairvoyancein TimePisgah Sights of Lifes PageantV CURVED TIMETime from the Standpoint of Experiment and of Conscious ExperienceRelativityThe SpoonManThe Orbital Movement of TimeMaterialitythe Mirror of ConsciousnessPeriodicityVI SLEEP AND DREAMSSleepDreamsTime in DreamsThe Eastern Teaching in regard to Sleepand DreamsSpace in DreamsThe Phenomenon of PauseVII THE NIGHT SIDE OF CONSCIOUSNESSThe Field of Psychic ResearchModifying the PastKarma andReincarnationColonel De Rochas ExperimentsVIII THE EASTERN TEACHINGOriental Physics and MetaphysicsThe SelfRecovered Memory of pastBirthsReleaseIX THE MYSTICSHermes TrismegistusThe Page and the PressThe Ship and itsCaptainDirect VisionPlatos ShadowWatchersSwedenborgManthe SpaceEaterThe Within and WithoutIntuition and ReasonTheCoil of LifeX GENIUSImmanenceTimelessnessBeyond Good and Evil BeautyThe DaemonicA Dream and a ForgettingThe Play of BrahmXI THE GIFT OF FREEDOMConcept and ConductSelflessnessHumilitySolidarityLive OpenlyNonResistance to EvilThe Immanent DivineFOURDIMENSIONAL VISTASI THE QUEST OF FREEDOMTHE UNDISCOVERED COUNTRYExpectancy of freedom is the dominant note of today Amid the crashof armies and the clash of systems we await some liberating strokewhich shall release us from the old dreary thralldoms As Nietzschesays It would seem as though we had before us as a reward for allour toils a country still undiscovered the horizons of which noone has yet seen a beyond to every country and every refuge of theideal that man has ever known a world so overflowing with beautystrangeness doubt terror and divinity that both our curiosity andour lust of possession are frantic with eagernessShould a name be demanded for this home of freedom there are thosewho would unhesitatingly call it _The Fourth Dimension of Space_For such readers as may be ignorant of the amazing content of thisseemingly meaningless phrase any summary attempt at enlightenmentwill lead only to deeper mystification To the question where andwhat is the fourth dimension the answer must be it is herein usand all about usin a direction toward which we can never pointbecause at right angles to all the directions that we know Ourspace cannot contain it because it contains our space No wallsseparate us from this demesne not even the walls of our fleshlyprison yet we may not enter even though we are already there Itis the place of dreams of living dead men it is _At the Back ofthe North Wind_ and _Behind the Looking Glass_So might one go on piling figure upon figure and paradox uponparadox to little profit The effective method is the ordered anddeliberate one therefore the author asks of his reader theendurance of his curiosity pending certain necessary preparations ofthe mindMIRACLESCould one of our aviators have landed in ancient Athens doubtlesshe would have been given a place in the Greek Pantheon for the oldidea of a demigod was a man with wings Why then does a flying manso little amaze us Because we know about engines and the smell ofgasoline has dulled our sense of the sublime The living voice of adead man leaves us unterrified if only we can be sure that it comesfrom a phonograph but let that voice speak to us out of vacancy andwe fall a prey to the same order of alarm that is felt by a savageat the report of a gun that he has never seenThis illustration very well defines the nature of a miracle it is amanifestation of power new to experience and counter to the currentthought of the time Miracles are therefore always in order theyalways happen It is nothing that the sober facts of today are moremarvellous than the fictions of Baron Munchausen so long as weunderstand them it is everything that phenomena are multiplyingthat we are unable to understand This increasing pressure uponconsciousness _from a new direction_ has created a need to foundbelief on something firmer than a bottomless gullibility of mindThis book is aimed to meet that need by giving the mind the freedomof new spaces but before it can even begin to do so the readermust be brought to see the fallacy of attempting to measure thelimits of the possible by that faculty known as common sense And bycommon sense is meant not the appeal to abstract reason but toconcrete experienceTHE FAILURE OF COMMON SENSECommon sense had scarce had its laugh at Bell and its shout ofI told you so at poor Langley when lo the telephone became theworlds nervous system and aeroplanes began to multiply like summerflies To common sense the alchemists dream of transmuting leadinto gold seems preposterous yet in a hundred laboratories radiumis breaking down into helium and the new chemistry bids fair toturn the timehonored jeer at the alchemists completely upside downA wife whose mind,28
+Produced by Ben Courtney and the Online Distributed Proofreading TeamTHE WISE MAMMA GOOSEBy CHARLOTTE B HERRDesigns FRANCES BEEM1913THIS LITTLE STORY IS TOLD AND THE LITTLE PICTURES WERE DRAWN FOR A GOODLITTLE CHILD NAMED _______________THE WISE MAMMA GOOSEMamma Goose was trying to think She had left the barnyard because itwas so noisy there that she could not collect her wits and had hiddenherself between the rows of tall red hollyhocks which border one side ofthe garden Here at least it was quietThinking had always been hard work for Mamma Goose And besides herfamily kept her so busy that she had no time for it anyway There wasalways something to be done for the babiesFor Mamma Goose had a whole dozen of the dearest little goslings andshe was very proud of them They were soft and round and fluffy likelittle yellow balls and besides being prettier than any other babies inthe barnyard they were so bright too and knew as much as any goslingcould be expected to knowfar more than little Red Hens chicks eventhough she did make such a fuss about themThe goslings could hunt for their breakfasts almost as well as theirmother while little Red Hen had to scratch up every thing her childrenate And as for the waterwell the chicks were simply not in it thereThey did not like to be in the water at all but the goslings lovedtheir morning bath in the brook better than anything else in the wholedayYes her goslings were by far the finer babies Mamma Goose swelled withpride when she thought of it and carefully smoothed her feathers Shecould have been perfectly happy except for just one thing She wasafraid that before long something dreadful might happen to the goslingsand once more she settled herself to thinkThere was something wrong in the barnyard What could it be that cameeach night when every one was sound asleep And what was it that carriedone of the chickens away each time so that when the next morning camethere was always one less than there had been the day before Whateverit was it made no noise Only always the next morning some one wasmissing and usually it was a little baby chick that was gone The worstof it was that no one else knew any more about it than she did To besure little Bantam Rooster had said it was the hawk But then Bantamalways thought he knew everything and was almost always wrong so thatnobody ever believed anything he saidBesides if it had been the big white cock would have known it for thebig white cock knew everything He was the king of the barnyard andtook care of them all He had a bright red comb and beautiful longgreen tailfeathers and Mamma Goose thought him the most wonderfulbeing in the whole worldBut something seemed to be wrong with him too He did not crow half sooften as he used to and his beautiful red comb did not stand stiff andstraight any more It drooped to one side and he looked very tired andvery unhappy as if he too had been trying to think But if he did notknow what it was that came night after night then nobody knewEverything had been very different when old Fido lived in his littlehouse by the barnyard gate Nothing had ever happened to trouble themthen But old Fido was gone now and nobody knew about that either Onemorning after breakfast he had trotted off behind the wagon and nobodyhad seen him since Every one liked old Fido and they all missed himbut he had never come back and his little house stood empty all nightlongSome thought that he had gone to take care of the sheep who lived in thebig field on the other side of the hill But it was only little BantamRooster who said so Nobody knew Things had been better though beforeFido went away for he had always stayed awake all night and watched tosee that no harm came to any of themThen suddenly Mamma Goose had a thought and a very bright idea it wastoo She would stay awake all night herself and watch and see with herown eyes what it was that carried away the little chicks As soon as shehad made this plan she stopped thinking for it was such hard work andthe sun was getting very hot on her poor head Besides the goslings hadbeen in the water long enough They never did know when to come outSo she waddled down to the brook to get them Then they all went for awalk in the meadow where the red clovertops nod in the wind and MammaGoose did no more thinking that dayBut when night came she did not forget her plan As soon as the sun hadgone down behind the hill the chickens all perched themselves along theroost with the big white cock at the end of the row and soon they wereall fast asleep Little Red Hen gathered her chicks under her wing tokeep them cosy and warm and then she too went to sleepMamma Goose tucked her babies in also and spread her wings wide overthem all but she did not go to sleepInstead she kept both eyes wide open and stared straight at the bigwhite cock that she might not go to sleep without knowing it It wasvery hard to sit so long in the dark and keep awake First one eye andthen the other would close tight but Mamma Goose would stretch themwide open again and stare harder than ever at the big cock and thenshe saw that the cock was watching too and that made it much easierThen it happened after a long time when the moon had climbed high abovethe trees and everything was very quiet that a long slim fox stolesoftly beneath the fence and came creepingcreeping across the barnyard Mamma Goose was so frightened that she almost said Quack quackout loud but still she kept her eyes on the big white cock and thatwas a,0
+Produced by Jeroen Hellingman and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet                    Folklore of the Santal Parganas                             Translated by                           Cecil Henry Bompas                      of the Indian Civil Service                                  1909PrefaceThe Santals are a Munda tribe a branch of that aboriginal elementwhich probably entered India from the North East At the present daythey inhabit the Eastern outskirts of the Chutia Nagpore plateauOriginally hunters and dwellers in the jungle they are still butindifferent agriculturists Like the Mundas and Hos and otherrepresentatives of the race they are jovial in character fond oftheir rice beer and ready to take a jokeTheir social organization is very complete each village has itsheadman or manjhi with his assistant the paranik the jogmanghiis charged with the supervision of the morals of the young men andwomen the naeke is the village priest the godet is the villageconstable Over a group of villages is the pargana or tribal chief TheSantals are divided into exogamous septsoriginally twelve in numberand their social observances are complex eg while some relationstreat each other with the greatest reserve between others the utmostfreedom of intercourse is allowedTheir religion is animistic spirits _bongas_ are everywhere aroundthem the spirits of their ancestors the spirit of the house thespirit dwelling in the patch of primeval forest preserved in eachvillage Every hill tree and rock may have its spirit These spiritsare propitiated by elaborate ceremonies and sacrifices which generallyterminate in dances and the drinking of rice beerThe Santal Parganas is a district 4800 sq miles in area lyingabout 150 miles north of Calcutta and was formed into a separateadministration after the Santals had risen in rebellion in 1856 TheSantals at present form about onethird of the populationThe stories and legends which are here translated have been collectedby the Rev O Bodding DD of the Scandinavian Mission to theSantals To be perfectly sure that neither language nor ideas should inany way be influenced by contact with a European mind he arranged formost of them to be written out in Santali principally by a Christianconvert named Sagram Murmu at present living at Mohulpahari in theSantal ParganasSantali is an agglutinative language of great regularity and complexitybut when the Santals come in contact with races speaking an Aryanlanguage it is apt to become corrupted with foreign idioms Thelanguage in which these stories have been written is beautifullypure and the purity of language may be accepted as an index thatthe ideas have not been affected as is often the case by contactwith EuropeansMy translation though somewhat condensed is very literal and thestories have perhaps thereby an added interest as shewing the way inwhich a very primitive people look at things The Santals are greatstory tellers the old folk of the village gather the young peopleround them in the evening and tell them stories and the men whenwatching the crops on the threshing floor will often sit up all nighttelling storiesThere is however no doubt that at the present time the knowledge ofthese stories tends to die out Under the peace which British rulebrings there is more intercourse between the different communitiesand castes a considerable degree of assimilation takes placeand old customs and traditions tend to be obliteratedSeveral collections of Indian stories have been made _eg_ StokesIndian Fairy Tales Frere Old Deccan Days Day Folk Tales ofBengal and Knowles Folk Tales of Kashmir and it will be seenthat all the stories in the present collection are by no means ofpure Santal origin Incidents which form part of the common stock ofIndian folklore abound and many of the stories professedly relateto characters of various Hindu castes others again deal with suchessentially Santal beliefs as the dealings of men and _bongas_The Rev Dr Campbell of Gobindpore published in 1891 a collectionof Santal Folk Tales He gathered his material in the District ofManbhum and many of the stories are identical with those included inthe present volume I have added as an appendix some stories which Icollected among the Hos of Singhbhum a tribe closely related to theSantals and which the Asiatic Society of Bengal has kindly permittedme to reprint hereMy task has been merely one of translation it is due solely to MrBoddings influence with and intimate knowledge of the people thatthe stories have been committed to writing and I have to thank himfor assistance and advice throughout my work of translationI have roughly classified the stories in part 1 are stories of ageneral character part 2 stories relating to animals in part 3stories which are scarcely folklore but are anecdotes relating toSantal life in Part 4 stories relating to the dealings of _bongas_and men In part 5 are some legends and traditions and a few notesrelating to tribal customs Part 6 contains illustrations of thebelief in witchcraft I have had to omit a certain number of storiesas unsuited for publicationC H BompasTable of ContentsPART II        Bajun and JhoreII       Anuwa and His MotherIII      Ledha and the LeopardIV       The Cruel StepmotherV        Karmu and DharmuVI       The Jealous StepmotherVII      The Pious WomanVIII     The Wise DaughterinLawIX       The,31
+Produced by David A Schwan davidschearthlinknetLifes EnthusiasmsByDavid Starr JordanPresident of Leland Stanford Junior UniversityBostonAmerican Unitarian AssociationMDCCCCVITo Melville Best AndersonThat is poetry in which truth is expressed in the fewest possible wordsin words which are inevitable in words which could not be changedwithout weakening the meaning or throwing discord into the melody Tochoose the right word and to discard all others this is the chieffactor in good writing To learn good poetry by heart is to acquire helptoward doing this instinctively automatically as other habits areacquired In the affairs of life then is no form of good manners nohabit of usage more valuable than the habit of good EnglishLifes EnthusiasmsIt is the laymans privilege to take the text for his sermonswherever he finds it I take mine from a French novel a cynical storyof an unpleasant person Samuel Brohl by Victor Cherbuliez And this isthe text and the whole sermonMy son we should lay up a stock of absurd enthusiasms in our youth orelse we shall reach the end of our journey with an empty heart for welose a great many of them by the wayAnd my message in its fashion shall be an appeal to enthusiasm in thingsof life a call to do things because we love them to love thingsbecause we do them to keep the eyes open the heart warm and the pulsesswift as we move across the field of life To take the old world bythe hand and frolic with it this is Stevensons recipe for joyousnessOld as the world is let it be always new to us as we are new to it Letit be every morning made afresh by Him who instantly and constantlyreneweth the work of creation Let the bit of green sod under yourfeet be the sweetest to you in this world in any world Half the joyof life is in little things taken on the run Let us run if we musteven the sands do thatbut let us keep our hearts young and our eyesopen that nothing worth our while shall escape us And everything isworth our while if we only grasp it and its significance As we growolder it becomes harder to do this A grown man sees nothing he was notready to see in his youth So long as enthusiasm lasts so long is youthstill with usTo make all this more direct we may look to the various sources fromwhich enthusiasm may be derived What does the school give us in thisdirection Intellectual drill broadening of mental horizonprofessional training all this we expect from school college anduniversity and in every phase of this there is room for a thousandenthusiasms Moreover the school gives us comradeship the outlook onthe hopes and aspirations of our fellows It opens to us the resourcesof young life the luminous visions of the boys that are to be men Wecome to know the wonderful fellow to dream and plan with the greatthing always to come who knows His dream may be our inspiration as itpasses as its realization may be the inspiration of future generationsIn the school is life in the making and with the rest we are making ourown lives with the richest materials ever at our hand Life iscontagious and in the fact lies the meaning of ComradeshipGemeingeist unter freien Geistern comradery among free spirits thisis the definition of College Spirit given us by Hutten at Greifeswaldfour centuries ago This definition serves for us today Life is thesame in every age All days are one for all good things They are allholydays to the freshman of today all joys of comradery all delightsof free enthusiasm are just as open just as fresh as ever they wereFrom the teacher like influences should proceed Plodding and proddingis not the teachers work It is inspiration onleading the flashingof enthusiasms A teacher in any field should be one who has chosen hiswork because he loves it who makes no repine because he takes with itthe vow of poverty who finds his reward in the joy of knowing and inthe joy of making known It requires the masters touch to develop thegerms of the naturalist the philosopher the artist or the poet Ourteacher is the man who has succeeded along the line in which we hope tosucceed whose success is measured as we hope to measure our own Eachleader of science and of intellectual life is in some degree thedisciple of one who has planned and led before him There is a heredityof intellect a heredity of action as subtle and as real as theheredity of the continuous germplasm Ask the teacher who has helpedmould your life who in turn was his own master In a very fewgenerations you trace back your lineage to one of the great teachers theworld knows and loves Who was your teacher in Natural History inAmerica Was he a pupil of Agassiz or was he a student of one ofAgassizs pupils Or again are there three generations back from youto the grand master of enthusiasmsAnd there are masters in the art of living as well as in other arts andsciences A log with Mark Hopkins at one end and myself at the otherThat was Garfields conception of a university It was said of EliphaletNott at Union College that he took the sweepings of other colleges andsent them back to society pure gold The older students of Stanfordwill always show the traces of the master teacher Thoburn In terms oflife thus he construed all problems of Science of Philosophy ofReligion In terms of life Thoburns students will interpret all theirown various problems for in terms of life all things we do must finallybe formulated Every observation we make every thought of our mindsevery act of our hands has in some degree an ethical basis It involvessomething of right or wrong and without adhesion to right all thoughtall action must end in folly And there is no road to righteousness sosure as that which has right living as a traveling companionThe very humanity of men at,21
+Produced by Mark Hamann Yvonne Dailey Tom Allen and PG DistributedProofreadersPRESIDENTIAL EDITIONTHE WINNING OF THE WESTBYTHEODORE ROOSEVELTVOLUME ONEFROM THE ALLEGHANIES TO THE MISSISSIPPI17691776WITH MAPThis book is dedicated with his permissionto FRANCIS PARKMANTo whom Americans who feel a pride in the pioneer historyof their country are so greatly indebted  O strange New World that yit wast never young  Whose youth from thee by gripin need was wrung  Brown foundlin o the woods whose babybed  Was prowled roun by the Injuns cracklin tread  And who grewst strong thru shifts an wants an pains  Nursed by stern men with empires in their brains  Who saw in vision their young Ishmel strain  With each hard hand a vassal oceans mane  Thou skilled by Freedom and by gret events  To pitch new states ez Old World men pitch tents  Thou taught by fate to know Jehovahs plan  Thet mans devices cant unmake a man                                     Oh my friends thank your God if you have one that he  Twixt the Old World and you set the gulf of a sea  Be strongbacked brownhanded upright as your pines  By the scale of a hemisphere shape your designs    LOWELLPREFACEMuch of the material on which this work is based is to be found in thearchives of the American Government which date back to 1774 when thefirst Continental Congress assembled The earliest sets have beenpublished complete up to 1777 under the title of American Archivesand will be hereafter designated by this name These early volumescontain an immense amount of material because in them are to be foundmemoranda of private individuals and many of the public papers of thevarious colonial and State governments as well as those of theConfederation The documents from 1789 onno longer containing anypapers of the separate Stateshave also been gathered and printedunder the heading of American State Papers by which term they willbe hereafter referred toThe mass of public papers coming in between these two series andcovering the period extending from 1776 to 1789 have never beenpublished and in great part have either never been examined or elsehave been examined in the most cursory manner The original documentsare all in the Department of State at Washington and for conveniencewill be referred to as State Department MSS They are bound in twoor three hundred large volumes exactly how many I cannot saybecause though they are numbered yet several of the numbersthemselves contain from two or three to ten or fifteen volumes apieceThe volumes to which reference will most often be made are thefollowing                                   No 15 Letters of HuntingtonNo 16 Letters of the Presidents of CongressNo 18 LetterBook BNo 20 Vol 1 Reports of Committees on State PapersNo 27 Reports of Committees on the War Office 1776 to 1778No 30 Reports of CommitteesNo 32 Reports of Committees of the States and of the WeekNo 41 Vol 3 Memorials E F G 17761788No 41 Vol 5 Memorials K L 17771789No 50 Letters and Papers of Oliver Pollock 17771792No 51 Vol 2 Intercepted Letters 17791782No 56 Indian AffairsNo 71 Vol 1 Virginia State PapersNo 73 Georgia State PapersNo 81 Vol 2 Reports of Secretary John JayNo 120 Vol 2 American LettersNo 124 Vol 3 Reports of JayNo 125 Negotiation BookNo 136 Vol 1 Reports of Board of TreasuryNo 136 Vol 2 Reports of Board of TreasuryNo 147 Vol 2 Reports of Board of WarNo 147 Vol 5 Reports of Board of WarNo 147 Vol 6 Reports of Board of WarNo 148 Vol 1 Letters from Board of WarNo 149 Vol 1 Letters and Reports from B Lincoln Secretary atWarNo 149 Vol 2 Letters and Reports from B Lincoln Secretary atWarNo 149 Vol 3 Letters and Reports from B Lincoln Secretary atWarNo 150 Vol 1 Letters of H Knox Secretary at WarNo 150 Vol 2 Letters of H Knox Secretary at WarNo 150 Vol 3 Letters of H Knox Secretary at WarNo 152 Vol 11 Letters of General WashingtonNo 163 Letters of Generals Clinton Nixon Nicola Morgan HarmarMuhlenburgNo 169 Vol 9 Washingtons LettersNo 180 Reports of Secretary of CongressBesides these numbered volumes the State Department contains otherssuch as Washingtons letterbook marked War Department 1792 3 45 There are also a series of numbered volumes of Letters toWashington Nos 33 and 49 containing reports from Geo Rogers ClarkThe Jefferson papers which are likewise preserved here are bound inseveral series each containing a number of volumes The Madison andMonroe papers also kept here are not yet bound I quote them as theMadison MSS and the Monroe MSSMy thanks are due to Mr W C Hamilton Asst Librarian for givingme every facility to examine the materialAt Nashville Tennessee I had access to a mass of original matter inthe shape of files of old newspapers of unpublished letters diariesreports and other manuscripts I was given every opportunity toexamine these at my leisure and indeed to take such as were mostvaluable to my own home For this my thanks are especially due toJudge John M Lea to whom as well as to my many other friends inNashville I shall always feel under a debt on account of theunfailing courtesy with which I was treated I must express myparticular acknowledgments to Mr Lemuel R Campbell The Nashvillemanuscripts etc of which I have made most use are the following                                   The Robertson MSS comprising two large volumes entitled theCorrespondence,4
+Produced by Paul Murray Josephine Paolucci and the Online DistributedProofreading TeamIllustration NIGHT OVER THE BLACK SEAA TRAMPS SKETCHESBYSTEPHEN GRAHAM1913TOTHE CELESTIALSPREFACEThis book was written chiefly whilst tramping along the Caucasian andCrimean shores of the Black Sea and on a pilgrimage with Russianpeasants to Jerusalem Most of it was written in the open air sittingon logs in the pine forests or on bridges over mountain streams bythe side of my morning fire or on the sea sand after the morning dipIt is not so much a book about Russia as about the tramp It is thelife of the wanderer and seeker the walking hermit the rebelagainst modern conditions and commercialism who has gone out into thewildernessI have tramped alone over the battlefields of the Crimea visited thecemetery where lie so many British dead wandered along the Black Seashores a thousand miles to New Athos monastery and Batum have beenwith seven thousand peasant pilgrims to Jerusalem and lived theirlife in the hospitable Greek monasteries and in the great Russianhostelry at the Holy City have bathed with them in Jordan where allwere dressed in their deathshrouds and have slept with them a wholenight in the SepulchreOne cannot make such a journey without great experiences bothspiritual and material On every hand new significances are revealedboth of Russian life and of life itselfIt is with life itself that this volume is concerned It is personaland friendly and on that account craves indulgence Here are thesongs and sighs of the wanderer many lyrical pages and the veryminimum of scientific and topographical matter It is all writtenspontaneously and without study and as such goes forthall that aseeker could put down of his visions or could tell of what he soughtThere will follow if it is given to the author both to write and topublish a full story of the places he visited along the Black Seashore and of the life of the pilgrims on the way to the shrine of theSepulchre and at the shrine itself It will be a continuation of thework begun in _Undiscovered Russia_Several of these sketches appeared in the _St Jamess Gazette_ twoin _Country Life_ and one in _Colliers_ of New York being sent outto these papers from the places where they were written The authorthanks the Editors for permission to republish and for their courtesyin dealing with MSSSTEPHEN GRAHAMCONTENTSI1 FAREWELL TO THE TOWN2 NIGHTS OUT ON A PERFECT VAGABONDAGE3 THE LORDS PRAYER4 DAYS5 THE QUESTION OK THE SCEPTIC6 A THING OF BEAUTY IS A JOY FOR EVER7 A STILLCREATIONDAY8 SUNSET FROM THE GATE OF BAIDARI9 THE MEANING OF THE SEAII1 HOSPITALITY2 THE RICH MAN AND THE POOR MAN3 A LODGING FOR THE NIGHT4 SOCRATES OF ZUGDIDA5 HAVE YOU A LIGHT HAND6 ST SPIRIDON OF TREMIFOND7 AT A FAIR8 A TURKISH COFFEEHOUSE9 AT A GREAT MONASTERYIII1 THE BOY WHO NEVER GROWS OLD2 ZENOBIA3 THE LITTLE DEAD CHILD4 HOW THE OLD PILGRIM REACHED BETHLEHEMIVTHE WANDERERS STORYI MY COMPANION II HOW HE FOUND HIMSELFIN A COACH III IRRECONCILABLESIV THE TOWNSMAN V HIS CONVERSIONVTHE UNCONQUERABLE HOPEVITHE PILGRIMAGE TO JERUSALEMVIITHE MESSAGE FROM THE HERMIT                                   FRONTISPIECENIGHT OVER THE BLACK SEAIIFAREWELL TO THE TOWNThe town is one large house of which all the little houses are roomsThe streets are the stairs Those who live always in the town arenever out of doors even if they do take the air in the streetsWhen I came into the town I found that in my soul were reflected itsblank walls its interminable stairways and the shadows of hurryingtrafficA thousand sights and impressions unbidden unwelcome floodedthrough the eyegate of my soul and a thousand harsh sounds andnoises came to me through my ears and echoed within me I became awareof confused influences of all kinds striving to find some habitationin the temple of my beingWhat had been my delight in the country my receptivity andhospitality of consciousness became in the town my misery and mydespairFor imagine Within my own calm mirror a beautiful world had seenitself rebuilded Mountains and valleys lay within me robed in sunnyand cloudy days or marching in the majesty of storm I had inbreathedtheir mystery and outbreathed it again as my own I had gazed at thewide foaming seas till they had gazed into me and all their waveswaved their proud crests within me Beauteous plains had temptedmysterious dark forests lured me and I had loved them and given themhabitation in my being My soul had been wedded to the great strongsun and it had slumbered under the watchful starsThe silence of vast lonely places was preserved in my breast Oragainst the background of that silence resounded in my being the roarof the billows of the ocean Great winds roared about my mountains orthe whispering snow hurried over them as over tents In my valleys Iheard the sound of rivulets in my forests the birds Choirs of birdssang within my breast I had been a playfellow with God God hadplayed with me as with a childBound by so intimate a tie how terrible to have been betrayed to atownFor now fain would the evil city reflect itself in my calm soul itscommerce take up a place within the temple of my being I had leftGods handiwork and come to the manmade town I had left theinexplicable and come to the realm of the explained In the holytemple were arcades of shops through its precincts hurried the tramsthe pictures of trade were displayed men were building hoardings inmy soul and posting notices of idolworship and hurrying throngs werereading books of the rites of idolatry Instead of the mighty anthemof the ocean I heard the roar of traffic Where had been mysteriousforests now stood dark chimneys and the songs of birds were exchangedfor the shrill whistle of trainsAnd my being began to express itself to itself in terms of commerceOh God I cried in my sorrow who did,21
+Produced by David Starner Carol David and the Online DistributedProofreading Team_Books by Martha Gilbert Dickinson Bianchi_    THE KISS OF APOLLO    GABRIELLE AND OTHER POEMS    THE SIN OF ANGELS A Novel    A COSSACK LOVER A Novel    THE CUCKOOS NEST A Novel    A MODERN PROMETHEUS A Novel of Italy With a frontispieceRUSSIAN LYRICS AND COSSACK SONGSRUSSIAN LYRICSSONGS OF COSSACK LOVERPATRIOT AND PEASANT_DONE INTO ENGLISH VERSE_BYMARTHA GILBERT DICKINSON BIANCHI_Author of Within the Hedge The Cathedral A Modern PrometheusThe Cuckoos Nest etc_NEW YORKDUFFIELD AND COMPANY1916COPYRIGHT 1910 BYDUFFIELD AND COMPANY_ToA soul of passion mirth and tears_CONTENTSThe Song of the Kazak PushkinCradle Song of a Cossack Mother LermontoffThe Dagger LermontoffDont Give Me the WineFrom the Georgian of Prince                                             TschawtschawadzeThe Delibash PushkinTo the Don PushkinThe Caucas PushkinThe Cloister on Kasbek PushkinGoblins of the Steppes PushkinUnder a Portrait of Jukowsky PushkinThe Vision PushkinI Loved Thee PushkinSerenade PushkinA Winter Evening PushkinThe Last Flower PushkinStanzas from Onegin  Our Northern Winters fickle Summer Pushkin  Sometimes He read Aloud with Olga Pushkin  Love Condescends to Every Altar Pushkin  How Sad to Me is Thine Appearing PushkinThe Memorial PushkinTamara LermontoffThe Gift of the Terek LermontoffOn Departure for the Caucas LermontoffTo the Clouds LermontoffTo My Country LermontoffTo Kasbek LermontoffThe Angel LermontoffA Prayer LermontoffThe Sail LermontoffI Am Not Byron LermontoffLike An Evil Spirit LermontoffTo ACS LermontoffA Song LermontoffFrom Demon LermontoffThe Prayer LermontoffThe Palm Branch of Palestine LermontoffThe Dispute LermontoffHeaven and the Stars LermontoffOn Napoleons Death LermontoffOn the Death of Pushkin LermontoffRussia O My Russia Hail TolstoyThe Wolves TolstoyAutumn TolstoyBurnt Out Is Now My Misery TolstoyIn Hours of Ebbing Tide TolstoySwans MaikowTo Sleep MaikowIn Memory of My Daughter MaikowMother and Child MaikowAn Easter Greeting MaikowAt Easter MaikowO Mountains of My Native Country MaikowThe Aeolian Harp MaikowYe Songs of Mine NekrassowIn War NekrassowA Song of Siberian Exiles NekrassowFreedom NekrassowA Farewell NekrassowThe Love Letter NekrassowWhat the Sleepless Grandam Thinks NekrassowTo Russia NikitinThe Song of the Spendthrift NikitinThe Spade is Deep Digging a Grave in the Mould NikitinGossip NikitinIn a Peasant Hut NikitinWinter Night in the Village NikitinThe Birch Tree NikitinNorth and South NikitinHunger FofanowFaded the Footstep of Spring from Our Garden FofanowThe Beggar FofanowWith Roses From the Georgian of Prince                                             TschawtschawadzeThe Stars From the Caucasian of Prince OberlaineWhispers and the Timid Breathing Fete ChenchineThe Tales of the Stars FofanowOne Dearest Pair of Eyes I Love Gipsy SongA Gipsy Song PolonskyAt Last PlestcheeffBy An Open Window The Grand Duke ConstantineWith the Greatness of God All My Heart Is On Fire NadsonThe Poet NadsonTo the Muse NadsonA Fragment NadsonIn May NadsonIn Memory of NMD NadsonAt the Grave of NMD NadsonIn Dreams NadsonThe Old Grey House NadsonCall Him Not DeadHe Lives NadsonBrief Biographical Notes  Alexander Sergjewitsch Pushkin  Michail Jurjewitsch Lermontoff  Count Alexis Constantinowitsch Tolstoy  Apollon Nikolajewitsch Maikow  Nikolai Alexajewitsch Nekrassow  Ivan Ssawitsch Nikitin  Constantine Michailowitsch Fofanow  Semijon Jakolowitsch NadsonTo the ReaderThe translations in this little collection make no pretension to beingmore than an effort to share the delight found in them from which mostof the world is debarred by the difficulty of the language in which theyare written They have been chosen at random each for some intrinsiccharm or because of its bearing upon some peculiar phase of the authorVery few of the lyrics of Pushkin have been included for the reasonthat the great founder of Russian poetry has been more widely translatedthan any other Russian poet and is therefore available in severallanguagesRemembering always that Heine declared translation was betrayaltherhyme and smoothness have in every case been sacrificed when necessaryto preserve the exact rhythm and as far as possible the vigour andcolour as well as thought of the original a task entirely beyond mesave for the cooperation of an accomplished Russian linguist who haskindly assisted in the literal translation of every poem here presentedMGDBRUSSIAN LYRICS ANDCOSSACK SONGSTHE SONG OF THE KAZAKKazak speeds ever toward the North    Kazak has never heart for restNot on the field nor in the wood  Nor when in face of danger pressedHis steed the raging stream must breastKazak speeds ever toward the NorthWith him a mighty power bringsTo win the honour of his land  Kazak his life unheeding flingsTill fame of him eternal singsKazak brought all SiberiaAt foot of Russias throne to lieKazak left glory in the Alps  His name the Turk can terrifyHis flag he ever carries highKazak speeds ever toward the NorthKazak has never heart for restNot on the field nor in the wood  Nor when in face of danger pressedHis steed the raging stream must breastPUSHKIN_The accent in singing falls sharply on the second halfKazak_CRADLE SONG OF A COSSACK MOTHERSlumber sweet my fairest baby  Slumber calmly sleepPeaceful moonbeams light thy chamber  In thy cradle creepI will tell to thee a story  Pure as dewdrop glowClose those two beloved eyelids  Lullaby BylowList The Terek oer its pebbles  Blusters through the valeOn its shores the little Khirgez  Whets his murdrous bladeYet thy father grey in battle  Guards thee child of woeSafely rest thee in thy cradle  Lullaby BylowGrievous times will sure befall thee  Danger slaughterous fireThou shalt on a charger gallop  Curbing at desireAnd a saddle girth all silken  Sadly I will sewSlumber now my wideeyed darling  Lullaby BylowWhen I see thee my own Being   As a Cossack trueMust I only convoy give thee   Mother,3
+Produced by Marc DHoogheJEAN JACQUES ROUSSEAUEEN BEELD VAN ZIJN LEVEN EN WERKENMET EENIGE PORTRETTENvanHENRIETTE ROLAND HOLSTIllustratie JEAN JACQUES ROUSSEAUINHOUDEERSTE HOOFDSTUK Jeugd  I Geneve aan den aanvang der XVIIIde eeuw II KindsheidIII De zwerver IV GroeiTWEEDE HOOFDSTUK Parijs  I Midden der XVIIIde eeuw II Het moeizame levenIII De eerste fanfarenDERDE HOOFDSTUK De groote foren  I Naar de vereenzaming II De KatastropheIII De werken der groote jarenVIERDE HOOFDSTUKDe laatste worstelingVIJFDE HOOFDSTUKWaan en VredeLijst van illustratiesEERSTE HOOFDSTUKJEUGDI GENEVE AAN DEN AANVANG DER XVIIIDE EEUWIn de stad aan het donkerblauwe meer waar in de XVIde eeuw het kalvinismegeboren wasde richting van het protestantisme die zich het scherpsten felst in vorm en wezen tegenover Rome had gesteldbleef hetmaatschappelijk en geestelijk leven zich geslachten lang in de banenbewegen waarin de machtige greep van den grooten hervormer het hadgestuwdDit kon zoo zijn omdat het stelsel van Kalvijn nog langen tijd passenbleef bij de sociale en geestelijke behoeften der bevolking van Geneveterwijl in Holland bv die andere burcht van het protestantisme haarheerschend deel spoedig daaraan ontgroeide Het protestantisme was in deXVIde eeuw ontstaan uit den drang der opkomende burgerlijke klassen vanverschillende landen om zich aan de uitbuiting van Rome te onttrekkenHet spiegelde de denkvormen de aspiraties en de idealen dier klassenweer toen zij aan den drempel stonden van geweldige ekonomische ensociale veranderingen Daar waar de XVIdeeeuwsche burgerij dien drempeloverschreed dat is in die landen waar de XVIIde eeuw een groote expansiebracht en de overzeesche handel de koloniale uitbuiting en de bloei dermanufaktuur een ongekendsnelle kapitaalakkumulatie ten gevolg haddenwaar de krachtige ontwikkeling der produktiewijze een deel der burgerijtot grootburgerlijk bezit en grootburgerlijke levensvormen tilde maar ookhet proletariaat deed aanzwellen en de vroegere betrekkelijk geringekloven tusschen de stedelijke klassen zich haast plotseling tot afgrondenverdieptendaar kon het kalvinisme den staat niet blijven beheerschende maatschappij niet blijven doortrekken met engen onverdraagzamenpuriteinschen geest Die geest was in tegenspraak met de eischen enbehoeften van het grootburgerlijk leven Het moest zich vergenoegen inHolland als in Engeland met eene in het spel der krachten te zijn diehet karakter eener maatschappij bepalen en den godsdienst der lagereklassen te blijven den godsdienst van kleinburgers handwerkersvisschers en boerenHet meest waardevolle element uit de kleine burgerij de gezetenhandwerkersstand maakte in Geneve de ruggegraat der bevolking uiten wegens het overheerschend kleinburgerlijk karakter der stad konhet kalvinisme er ongestoord doorwerken Zij miste de voorwaarden totonstuimige ekonomische ontwikkeling en grootkapitalistische expansieDe stad lag ver van de zee en van bevaarbare rivieren aan de zuidpuntvan een groot meer deze ligging maakte dat de oude productie enlevensverhoudingen zich er langen tijd bestendigen konden Hoogstenswas zij aangewezen om een centrum van den lokalen handel te zijnVan kleinbedrijf en handwerk bleef zich de massa der burgerij geneerenen de krachten ontbraken hier die elders de wig dreven in haregelijkvormige massaOnder de ambachten was er een van oudsher inheemsch in Geneve vanbijzonder karakter zoowel door de groote kunstvaardigheid die heteischte als door den hoogen welstand dien het verschafte Dat wasde horlogemakerij Haar beoefenaars vormden het puikje van denhandwerkersstand gezeten burgers waren zij aan aanzienlijke geslachtender stad vermaagschapt en ook goede patriotten en mannen van kennis enbeschaving op wier werktafel naast de fijne instrumenten van hunberoep de geschriften van Tacitus en Plutarchus lagenDe horlogemakerij werkte natuurlijk grootendeels voor den uitvoerZij verbond de stad zoo geisoleerd door godsdienst en regeeringsvormtusschen haar naburen aan de wereld daarbuiten In de schommelingendie dit bedrijftoen veel sterker dan nu een luxeambachtdoormaakteondervond het den weerslag van verre oorlogen of van groote finantieeleberoeringen in de machtige rijken rondom En die wisselvalligheid moestbij den eerzamen ambachtsman tegengaan het verstijven in bekrompenzelfbehagen zijn blik uitzenden over de wallen der stad tot waar haargebied eindigde en een andere wereld begon die van het katholicisme ende absoluutgeregeerde staten ten zuiden en westenDe stad was en bleef klein ook naar den maatstaf dier dagen In hetbegin der XVIIIde eeuw telde zij nauwelijks 20000 inwoners En haarkleinheid maakte het voortbestaan van instellingen en zeden mogelijkdie ware de bevolking snel toegenomen door den stroom van het levenzouden zijn weggespoeldHet doet vreemd aan zich die bescheiden tweederangschprovinciestadvoor te stellen met de enkele dorpjes buiten haren wallen eenonafhankelijken staat vormend de fiere zelfbewuste vertegenwoordigervan demokratie en protestantisme te midden van het katholiekefeudaalabsolutistisch Europa Om haar heen gehoorzaamden de kleinesteden van Waadtland en Savoye aan edellieden door de verre regeeringenvan Parijs of Turijn gezonden en mestten zich adel en papen van goeden bloed der arme boeren Het bewustzijn een eiland der burgerlijkevrijheid een vooruitgeschoven post van het protestantisme te zijnwerkte als een veer die de strijdbaarheid der stad gespannen hieldHet stelsel van Kalvijn had wereldlijke en geestelijke overheid in demeest innige verbinding gebracht Wel waren in Geneve de funkties vankerk en staat gescheiden de regeering vormde geen eigenlijketheokratie maar de staat was zoo gedrenkt met den geest der kerk dekerk zoo vastgegroeid in het lichaam van den staat dat beide machtenvoor het bewustzijn der burgers in een ongedeelden glans verschenenevenals de liefde voor hun geloof en hun politieke vrijheid daarin toteen gevoel waren samengegroeidKalvijn had niet slechts de godsdienstige denkvormen maar ook dekerkelijke instellingen gevonden die aan de behoeften der burgerijin de XVIde eeuw beantwoordden Hiertoe behoorde de invoering derdemokratie in de kerkelijke organisatie en deze werkte door het nauwverband tusschen kerk en staat natuurlijk ook op den vorm der politiekeorganisatie terug De staat Geneve was schijnbaar demokratischSchijnbaar van een ware demokratie een regeering door het volk wasin de kleine republiek evenmin sprake als in hare roemrijke zuster deVereenigde Nederlanden De drie ondersten der vijf klassen waarin debevolking van Geneve naar half middeneeuwschen trant noggelijk reedsuit de namen inwoners inboorlingen en onderdanen blijktverdeeldwas waren politiek onmondig Slechts de twee bovenste klassen decitoyens en bourgeois bezaten politieke rechten Deze benoemdenin algemeene vergadering den magistraat hadden het recht vanbelastingheffing en van oorlog en vrede formuleerden hun grieven enbezwaren tegen de handelingen der regeerende lichamen den kleinenen den grooten raad Het geringe aantal volmondige burgersdealgemeene vergadering telde niet meer dan 1600 personenmaakte hetvertegenwoordigend stelsel onnoodigIn den loop der XVIIde eeuw nam de politieke invloed der kleine en dergezeten burgerij steeds meer af De eigenlijke regeerende klasse deoude,28
+Produced by Charles Aldarondo Leah Moser and PG Distributed ProofreadersTHE MERCHANT OF BERLINAn Historical NovelL MUeHLBACHTRANSLATED FROM THE GERMAN BY AMORY COFFIN MD1910CONTENTS  BOOK I  CHAP IThe Festival       IIThe Workmans Holiday      IIIBrother and Sister       IVFeodor von Brenda        VMr Kretschmer of the Vossian Gazette       VIThe Cowards Race      VIIThe Interrupted Festival     VIIIThe Leader of the People       IXThe Russian is at the Gates        XBe Prudent       XIThe Night of Horrors      XIIRussians and Austrians     XIIIA Maidens Heart      XIVA Faithful Friend       XVAn Unexpected Meeting      XVIThe Fugitive     XVIIThe Eavesdropper    XVIIIThe Two Cannoneers      XIXFather Gotzkowsky                                       BOOK II  CHAP IThe Two Editors       IIThe Chief Magistrate of Berlin      IIIThe Russian the Saxon and the Austrian in Berlin       IVThe Cadets        VThe Explosion       VIJohn Gotzkowsky      VIIThe Horrors of War     VIIIBy Chance       IXMistress or Maid        XAn Unexpected Ally       XIThe Jew Ephraim      XIIThe Russian General and the German Man     XIIIThe Execution      XIVBride and Daughter       XVThe Rivals      XVIThe Punishment     XVIIThe Banquet of Gratitude    XVIIIA Royal Letter                                       BOOK III  CHAP IFrederick the Great at Meissen       IIThe Winterquarters in Leipsic      IIIThe Friend in Need       IVGratitude and Recompense        VFour Years Labor       VIDays of Misfortune      VIIConfessions     VIIIThe Russian Prince       IXOld LoveNew Sorrow        XThe Magistracy of Berlin       XIThe Jews of the Mint      XIIThe Leipsic Merchant     XIIIEphraim the Tempter      XIVElise       XVThe Rescue      XVIRetribution     XVIITardy Gratitude    XVIIIThe AuctionILLUSTRATIONS  Feodors Visit to the Garden  The Merchant draws Feodor from his Hidingplace  The Rich Jews appeal to Gotzkowsky  The Great Frederick examining the Porcelain CupBOOK ICHAPTER ITHE FESTIVALThe sufferings of the long war still continued still stood Frederickthe Great with his army in the field the tremendous struggle betweenPrussia and Austria was yet undecided and Silesia was still the appleof discord for which Maria Theresa and Frederick II had been strivingfor years and for which in so many battles the blood of Germanbrothers had been spiltEverywhere joy seemed extinguished the light jest was hushed eachone looked silently into the future and none could tell in whosefavor this great contest would finally be decided whether Austria orPrussia would be victoriousThe year 1760 the fifth of the war was particularly sad for Prussiait was marked in the history of Germany with tears and blood EvenBerlin which up to that time had suffered but little from theunhappy calamities of war assumed now an earnest mournful aspectand it seemed as if the bright humor and sarcastic wit which hadalways characterized the inhabitants of this good city had nowentirely deserted them Going through the wide and almost emptystreets there were to be met only sad countenances women clothed inblack who mourned their husbands or sons fallen in one of the manybattles of this war or mothers who were looking with anxiety into thefuture and thinking of their distant sons who had gone to the armyHere and there was seen some wounded soldier wearily dragging himselfalong the street but hearty healthy men were seldom to be met andstill more seldom was seen the fresh countenance of youthBerlin had been obliged to send not only her men and youths butalso her boys of fourteen years to the army which according to theconfession of Frederick the Great consisted in the campaign of theyear 1760 only of renegades marauders and beardless boysFor these reasons it seemed the more strange to hear at this timeissuing from one of the largest and handsomest houses on the LeipsicStreet the unwonted sounds of merry dancemusic cheerful singing andshouting which reached the streetThe passersby stopped and looked with curiosity up to the windows atwhich could be seen occasionally a flushed joyous mans face or prettywomans head But the men who were visible through the panes evidentlydid not belong to the genteeler classes of society their faces weresunburnt their hair hung down carelessly and unpowdered upon thecoarse and unfashionable cloth coat and the attire of the maidens hadlittle in common with the elegance and fashion of the dayThe rich Gotzkowsky gives a great feast to his workmen todayremarked the people,1
+Produced by Steven desJardins and Distributed ProofreadersAdopting An Abandoned FarmBY KATE SANBORN1891CONTENTSCHAPTER   IFROM GOTHAM TO GOOSEVILLE  IIAUCTIONS IIIBUYING A HORSE  IVFOR THOSE WHO LOVE PETS   VSTARTING A POULTRY FARM  VIGHOSTS VIIDAILY DISTRACTIONSVIIITHE PROSE OF NEW ENGLAND FARM LIFE  IXTHE PASSING OF THE PEACOCKS   XLOOKING BACKAn old farmhouse with meadows wideAnd sweet with clover on each side  MARION DOUGLASSADOPTING AN ABANDONED FARMCHAPTER IFROM GOTHAM TO GOOSEVILLE    I have now come to the farmers life with which I am exceedingly    delighted and which seems to me to belong especially to the life of    a wise man    CICEROWeary of boarding at seashore and mountain tired of traveling in searchof comfort hating hotel life I visited a country friend at GoosevilleConn an assumed name for Foxboro Mass and passed three happy weeksin her peaceful homeFar away at last from the garish horrors of dress formal dinnersvisits and drives the inevitable and demoralizing gossip and scandalfar away from hotel piazzas with their tedious accompaniments ofcorpulent dowagers exclusive or inquisitive slowly dying from too muchfood and too little exercise ennuied spinsters gushing buds athleticcollegians cigarettes in mouths and hands in pockets languid drawlingdudes old bachelors fluttering around the fair human flower likeSeptember butterflies fancy work fancy work like Penelopes webnever finished pug dogs of the aged and asthmatic variety Everythingthere but MENthey are wise enough to keep far awayBefore leaving this haven of rest I heard that the oldfashionedfarmhouse just opposite was for sale And as purchasers of real estatewere infrequent at Gooseville it would be rented for forty dollars ayear to any responsible tenant who would keep it upAfter examining the house from garret to cellar and looking over thefields with a critical eye I telegraphed to the owner fearful oflosing such a prize that I would take it for three years For itcaptivated me The cosy settinroom with a pie closet and an uppertiny cupboard known as a rum closet and its pretty fire placebrickedup but capable of being rescued from such prosaic desuetude a largesunny diningroom with a brick oven an oven suggestive of brown breadand baked beansyes the baked beans of my childhood that adorned thebreakfast table on a Sunday morning cooked with just a little molassesand a square piece of crisp salt pork in center a dish to tempt a dyinganchoriteThere wore two broad landings on the stairs the lower one just theplace for an old clock to tick out its impressiveForeverNeverNeverForever ia lai Longfellow Then the long shedchamber with a wide swinging door opening to the west framing asunset gorgeous enough to inspire a mummy And the attic with itspossible treasuresThere was also a queer little room dark and mysterious in the centerof house on the ground floor without even one window convenient toretire to during severe thunder storms or to evade a personal interviewwith a burglar just the place too for a restless ghost to revisitBest of all every room was blessed with two closetsOutside what rare attractions Twentyfive acres of arable landstretching to the south a grand old barn with dusty cobwebbedhayfilled lofts stalls for two horses and five cows hen houses withplenty of room to carry out a longcherished plan of starting a poultryfarmThe situation too was exceptional since the station from which Icould take trains direct to Boston and New York almost touched thenorthern corner of the farm and nothing makes one so willing to stayin a secluded spot as the certainty that he or she can leave it at anytime and plunge directly into the excitements and pleasures which only alarge city givesWhat charmed me most of all was a tiny but fascinating lakelet in thepasture near the house a springhole it was called by the nativesbut a lakelet it was to me full of the most entrancing possibilitiesIt could be easily enlarged at once and by putting a windmill on thehill by the deep pool in Chicken Brook where the pickerel loved tosport and damming something somewhere I could create or evolve aminiature pond transplant water lilies pink and white set willowshoots around the wellturfed graveled edge with roots of theforgetmenot hiding under the banks their blue blossoms just theflower for happy lovers to gather as they lingered in their rambles tofeed my trout And there should be an arbor vineclad and shelteredfrom the curious gaze of the passersby and a little boat moored at alittle wharf and a plank walk leading up to the house Andand oh theidealism possible when an enthusiastic woman first rents a farmanabandoned farmIt may be more exact to say that my farm was not exactly abandoned asits owner desired a tenant and paid the taxes say rather depressedfull of evil from long neglect suffering from lack of food and generaldebilityAs abandoned farms are now a subject of general interest let me saythat my find was nothing unusual The number of farms without occupantsin New Hampshire in August 1889 was 1342 and in Maine 3318 and Isaw lately a farm of twenty acres advertised free rent and a present offifty dollarsBut it is my farm I want you to care about I could hardly wait untilwinter was over to begin my new avocation By the last of March I wasassured by practical agriculturists who regarded me with amusementtempered with pity that it was high time to prune the lazy fruit treesand arouse if possible the debilitated soilin short begin to keepit upSo I left New York for the scene of my future labors and novel lessonsin life accompanied by a German girl who proved to be merely ananimated onion in matters of cooking a halfbreed hired man and afullbred setter pup who suffered severely from nostalgia and stronglyobjected to the baggage car and separation from his playmatesIf wit is as has been averred the juxtaposition of dissimilar ideasthen from Gotham to Gooseville is the most scintillating epigram everachieved Nothing was going on at Gooseville except time,0
+Produced by Joel Erickson Michael Ciesielski and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading TeamTHE VALUE OF A PRAYING MOTHERBY ISABEL C BYRUMGOSPEL TRUMPET COMPANYFirst Printing 1911PREFACEThis book has a purpose it is sent forth as precious seed with theprayer that it will fall into good soil in many hearts and bring forthan hundredfoldAll parents with natural affection desire the best things for theirchildren Such fathers and mothers have high hopes that from their homewill go forth noble men and womenyes even heroes Many fail torealize the attainment of this ideal in their children because of alack of the knowledge necessary to bring about the desired developmentin the childlifeThe following pages were written with the fervent hope that they wouldat least in some measure be a help in developing the young livesentrusted to your care If your harvesttime is past if your childrenhave grown up and have left the old home you may be able to help someone who still has little ones to trainOne object in relating actual experiences was that the reader might beguided in the application of those principles of childtraining whichif merely stated in the abstract might be hard to understand anddifficult of application The principles herein stated are not meretheories but they have the commendation of having stood the test ofuse Two other objects of this simple story of home life are that thethoughtful mother may get a view of the effects of certain extremeenvironments on the childlife and by observing the substantial resultsaccomplished by a praying mother she may discover the secret ofsuccessThe incidents of this little home story are all true even to minutedetails as far as memory serves one of the actors in this drama of homelife after the lapse of many years but as most of the principalcharacters are still living the correct names have for the most partbeen withheld Should one of your children ask Mama who was BessieWorthington you can truthfully answer She was a little girl wholived in Michigan and she and her papa and mama are still livingIf by reading this little book any mother shall see wherein she canimprove upon her past teaching and thus be able to do more for thespiritual and moral wellbeing of her children the writer will feelamply rewarded May the blessing of God attend it as it goes forth  Yours in Him    Isabel C ByrumCONTENTS  CHAPTER I  Two Scenes  CHAPTER II  A Praying Mother  CHAPTER III  Early Training  CHAPTER IV  Gods Care  CHAPTER V  Consecration  CHAPTER VI  Conscience  CHAPTER VII  A Downward Step  CHAPTER VIII  A Wise Decision  CHAPTER IX  SelfControl  CHAPTER X  Parental Control  CHAPTER XI  Christian Experience  CHAPTER XII  The Beautiful Secret  CHAPTER XIII  Blessing and Trial  CHAPTER XIV  The Surprise Party  CHAPTER XV  Leroys Healing  CHAPTER XVI  Explaining the Divine Life  CHAPTER XVII  Temptations  CHAPTER XVIII  Answers to Prayer  CHAPTER XIX  Lost in the Woods  CHAPTER XX  NovelReading  CHAPTER XXI  Glad Tidings  CHAPTER XXII  The Meetings  CHAPTER XXIII  Bessie Sees Her Duty  CHAPTER XXIV  Reverie  CHAPTER XXV  A Plea to Mothers  CHAPTER XXVI  Parental Duty  CHAPTER XXVII  Useful HintsTHE VALUE OF A PRAYING MOTHERCHAPTER ITWO SCENESHow delightful to step into the home where God is counselor of bothparent and child How blessed the companionship in such a home ThereGod counsels in sweet tender tones He teaches his will and gives theneeded wisdom God is mans truest and best teacher James says If anyof you lack wisdom let him ask of God that giveth to all men liberally and it shall be given him Be the home ever so beautiful if it isnot a house of prayer it is not a place of true happiness Parentsshould often commune with the Lord especially the mother with her manycares and perplexities if she would do justice to the little onesentrusted to her careA beautiful picture now comes to my minda picture of an ideal motherof olden time She dwelt in Ramah of Palestine Her lonely home nestledamong the lonely hills She loved to commune with the Lord for deep inher bosom she carried a sorrow that only he could help her to bear Herhome lacked that sweet sunlight which innocent childhood brings Shelonged and prayed for a little life to guide and direct in the ways ofthe LordOnce every year she went with her husband to Shiloh where sacrificeswere offered and there publicly worshiped the Lord When at the houseof the Lord one day she prayed long and earnestly that God would grantthe desire of her heart O Lord of hosts she prayed if thou wiltindeed look on the affliction of thine handmaid and remember me andnot forget thine handmaid but wilt give unto thine handmaid a manchild then I will give him unto the Lord all the days of his life andthere shall no razor come upon his headA scene like this must have been rare even to the priest of God for hemistook this sad woman for one drunken with wine She begged him not tolook upon her as such When the man of God saw by her modest earnestwords that she was not drunken as he had supposed he changed hisreproof into a blessing Go in peace he said and the God of Israelgrant thy petition that thou hast asked of him With perfect confidencethat God had heard and answered prayer the woman arose and returnedwith her husband to their home in RamahThe next year she did not go up to Shiloh for God had granted herpetition and had given her a little son Her husband was willing for herto remain at home but he cautioned her not to forget her promise to theLord He feared perhaps that the mother might become so attached,19
+Produced by Jeroen Hellingman en the Distributed Proofreaders TeamEen Jolig TroepjeDoorMarie LeopoldEERSTE HOOFDSTUKDE EERSTE VACANTIEDAGt Is vacantie t blijft vacantieHoera vacantie bovenEn als je dat niet zingen wiltDan moet je er aan geloovenzong Nel in haar nachtjapon terwijl ze met een natte spons in dehand voor Doras bed stondHoera vacantie bovenEn als je dat niet zingen wiltDan moet je er aan geloovenPats de natte spons viel op Doras gezichtWat is dat br Nel wat scheelt je Br riep Door dieop eens rechtop in haar bed zat met een druipnat gezicht Dat isverraderlijk Ik sliep zoo lekker Kijk dat laken eens kletsnat Brrgeef me gauw mijn handdoekZul je dan zingenJa ja alles wat je wilt maar geef eerst mijn handdoek Gauwt loopt met een straaltje achter in mijn nekNu zing dan dreigde Nel de spons voor Door in de hoogte houdendet Is vacantie t blijft vacantieHoera vacantie bovenviel Door inEn ieder die t niet zingen wilDie moet er aan geloovenHup vloog ze t bed uit greep Nel de spons uit de handen doopte dieeen twee drie in de lampetkan En voor Nel nog iets had kunnen doendaar droop haar geheele gezicht Toen begon een wilde jacht om detafel over bedden en stoelen dat hooren en zien je verging Middenin die dolle jacht zat rechtop in haar bed kleine Leni in de handente klappen en mee te zingenZacht ging de deur open wat Nel en Door in t vuur van haar spel niethoorden Nel was onder de tafel gekropen en sloeg met den handdoeknaar Door die met een natte spons klaar stond om op haar vijandinin te storment Is vacantie t is vacantie Maar kinderen kinderen dat belooft wat voor de vacantie lachtemoederO moeder we hebben zoon pret juichte Leni met een hoogroode kleurMaar kijk eens een beekje is er uit de spons geloopen van delampetkan naar den stoelJa daar zei Door plechtig kreeg ik den vijand in handenWat is dat riep moeder verschrikt toen Leni haar met een sprongetjeop den rug zatOok een vijand maar een droge dat zijn natte zei Leen terwijlze naar Nel en Door wees O moesje zing nu gauw anders komt Doormet haar natte spons en toen begonnen allen weer te zingent Is vacantie t blijft vacantieHoera vacantie bovenEn als je dat niet zingen wiltDan moet je er aan geloovenEn voor ze t uit hadden kwam in zijn hanssopje kleine broer diezoo verbaasd was over dit vroolijke tooneeltje in den vroegen morgendat hij stil bleef staan maar toch telkens de laatste woorden vaniederen regel trachtte mee te zingenNu een twee drie voortgemaakt kinderen Zie eens wat is t allaat Kom kleine broekeman ga jij maar met mij mee dan kunnen dedames zich kalm aankleedenJouw gezicht is in tijden niet zoo flink nat geweest Nelplaagde DoorEn jij bent in tijden niet zoo vroeg uit je bed gesprongen plaagdeNel terugJa t is zonde dat ik er al uit ben en met een verlangenden blikkeek ze naar haar bedIk kroop er nog weer in als ik jou wasNee dank je dan zijn jij en Leni al klaar als ik mij nog aanmoet kleeden Maar toch verplaatste Door zich er een oogenblik inhoe lekker het zou wezen nog eens eventjes er in te kruipen Zoonvacantie was juist zoo heerlijk vond ze omdat je dan niet zooonmogelijk vroeg op behoefde te staan Half acht vond ze nu eenmaalonmogelijk vroeg Ze vond alles trouwens gauw onmogelijk vooralals ze er geen lust in hadZeg eens Door zou ik mijn nieuwe gele schoentjes aan mogendoen vroeg LeniIk weet t niet schattepoesTrek jij je gele schoentjes maar aan hoor zei Nel t Is vandaagfeest omdat de vacantie begonnen is en die schoentjes heb je gekregenvoor Zon en FeestdagenZou moesje t goed vinden weifelde LeniNatuurlijk vindt ma het goed pleitte Nel weer Zie je den rechterschoen doe je aan omdat het de eerste vacantiedag is en dus eenfeestdag en den linker ja den linkerIk weet het den linker doe ik aan omdat Bob en Hansje komenO ja hoe leuk Wacht ik zal je even helpen ter eere van Boben HansjeEn ik voor den eersten vacantiedag Ga maar op den rand van jeledikant zitten Beenen stijf houden hoorO jullie gooit mij haast om zei Leni met een wanhopig gezichtDat is niets hou je maar flink vast je valt niet in t water Wachtnog een duwtje Wat is datDaar lag Leni achterover in bed met de beenen in de lucht tespartelen Nel en Door lachten dat de tranen haar over de wangenliepen en met de kam begon Nel de maat te slaant Is vacantie t blijft vacantieTwee gele schoentjes bovenWie dat niet met ons zingen wilDie moet er aan geloovenEn met de beenen in de lucht hoorde men Leni meezingenLaten we ons nu gauw klaar maken Lieve deugd kijk eens op de klokJa maar mijn schoenen zitten nog niet goed klaagde Leen die metveel moeite uit het bed geklauterd wasStamp maar op den grond dan zul je er wel in schieten zeiDoor Toe Nel jij bent al verder dan ik help jij haar even mett haar Ik moet mij nog wasschen Maar waar is mijn handdoek Wieheeft mijn handdoek toch gezienPak den mijnen maar die hangt op den stoel Wat doe je vroeg Neltoen Door den handdoek recht voor zich uit hield en dien aandachtigbekeekIk zoek overal je natte puntje zei ze plagendDenk je dat ik mij na dat waterbad van jou nog ben gaanwasschen Dank je wel hoor Ik heb mij lekkertjes met den handdoekafgedroogd Wees maar blij je kunt hem nu heerlijk gebruiken Hoejij zoon ding ook altijd zoo nat krijgt is mij een raadsel Je kunttoch wel schoon worden zonder zoo te plassen Bah Dat koude waterdaar moet ik niets van hebbenEn ik vind dat koude water nu juist zoo onmogelijk lekker Zoomet je geheele gezicht in de kom zei Door terwijl ze voorover gingstaan en haar gezicht nat gooide LekkerJe schreeuwde toch maar moord en brand toen ik met de natte sponsvoor je bed stond lachte NelNu ja die aanval was ook verraderlijkMaar Door Pas,32
+Produced by Leah Moser and the Online Distributed Proofreading TeamIllustration LOOK AT ME MARGARETREVELATIONS OF A WIFEThe Story of a HoneymoonBYADELE GARRISON1915 1916 1917CONTENTSCHAPTER        I I WILL BE HAPPY I WILL I WILL       II THE FIRST QUARREL      III KNOWN TO FAME AS LILLIAN GALE       IV DIVIDED OPINIONS        V ALWAYS YOUR JACK       VI A MAID AND MODEL      VII A FRIENDLY WARNING     VIII A TRAGEDY AVERTED       IX THE GIRL ON THE TRAIN        X GRACE BY NAME AND GRACE BY NATURE       XI I OWE YOU TOO MUCH      XII LOST AND FOUND     XIII IF YOU ARENT CROSS AND DISPLEASED      XIV A QUARREL AND A CRISIS       XV BUT I LOVE YOU      XVI INTERRUPTED SIGHTSEEING     XVII A DANGER AND A PROBLEM    XVIII CALL ME MOTHERIF YOU CAN      XIX LILLIAN UNDERWOODS STORY       XX LITTLE MISS SONNOTS OPPORTUNITY      XXI LIFES JOGTROT AND A QUARREL     XXII AN AMAZING DISCOVERY    XXIII BLUEBEARDS CLOSET     XXIV A SUMMER OF HAPPINESS THAT ENDS IN FEAR      XXV PLAYING THE GAME     XXVI A VOICE THAT CARRIED FAR    XXVII HOW NEARLY I LOST YOU   XXVIII A DARK NIGHT AND A TROUBLED DAWN     XXIX BUT YOU WILL NEVER KNOW      XXX THE WEEKS THAT FOLLOWED     XXXI A MYSTERIOUS STRANGER    XXXII THE DEAREST FRIEND I EVER HAD   XXXIII MOTHER GRAHAM HAS SOMETHING TO SAY    XXXIV A MESSAGE FROM THE PAST     XXXV THE WORD OF JACK    XXXVI AND YET   XXXVII A CHANGE IN LILLIAN UNDERWOOD  XXXVIII NONURSEJUSTLILLIAN    XXXIX HARRY CALLS TO SAY GOODBY       XL MADGE FACES THE PAST AND HEARS A DOOR SOFTLY CLOSE      XLI WHY DID DICKY GO     XLII DAYS THAT CREEP SLOWLY BY    XLIII TAKE ME HOMEINTRODUCTIONProbably it is true that no two persons entertain precisely the sameview of marriage If any two did and one happened to be a man and theother a woman there would be many advantages in their exemplifyingthe harmony by marrying each otherunless they had already marriedsome one elseSourminded critics of life have said that the only persons who arelikely to understand what marriage ought to be are those whohave found it to be something else Of course most of the foolishcriticisms of marriage are made by those who would find the same faultwith life itself One man who was asked whether life was worth livinganswered that it depended on the liver Thus it has been pointed outthat marriage can be only as good as the persons who marry This issimply to say that a partnership is only as good as the partnersRevelations of a Wife is a womans confession Marriage is so vitala matter to a woman that when she writes about it she is always likelyto be in earnest In this instance the likelihood is borne out AdeleGarrison has listened to the whisperings of her own heart She hasdone more She has caught the wireless from a mans heart And she haspoured the record into this storyThe woman of this story is only one kind of a woman and the manis only one kind of a man But their experiences will touch theconsciousnessI was going to say the conscienceof every man orwoman who has either married or measured marriage and weve all doneone or the otherPIERRE RAVILLERevelations of a WifeII WILL BE HAPPY I WILL I WILLToday we were marriedI have said these words over and over to myself and now I havewritten them and the written characters seem as strange to me as theuttered words did I cannot believe that I Margaret Spencer 27 yearsold I who laughed and sneered at marriage justifying myself by thetragedies and unhappiness of scores of my friends I who have made formyself a place in the worlds work with an assured comfortable incomehave suddenly thrown all my theories to the winds and given myselfin marriage in as impetuous unreasoning fashion as any foolishschoolgirlI shall have to change a word in that last paragraph I forgot thatI am no longer Margaret Spencer but Margaret Graham Mrs RichardGraham or more probably Mrs Dicky Graham I dont believeanybody in the world ever called Richard anything but DickyOn the other hand nobody but Richard ever called me anything shorterthan my own dignified name I have been Madge to him almost eversince I knew himDear dear Dicky If I talked a hundred years I could not express thedifference between us in any better fashion He is Dicky and I amMargaretHe is downstairs now in the smoking room impatiently humoring thislifelong habit of mine to have one hour of the day all to myselfMy mother taught me this when I was a tiny girl My thinking hourshe called it a time when I solved my small problems or pondered mybaby sins All my life I have kept up the practice And now I am goingto devote it to another request of the little mother who went awayfrom me forever last yearMargaret darling she said to me on the last day we ever talkedtogether some time you are going to marryyou,5
+Produced by Joshua Hutchinson Tonya Allen and PG DistributedProofreaders Produced from page scans provided by Cornell UniversityTHEATLANTIC MONTHLYA MAGAZINE OF LITERATURE ART AND POLITICS                                   VOL IXMAY 1862NO LV                                   MAN UNDER SEALED ORDERSA vessel of war leaves its port but no one on board knows for whatobject nor whither it is bound It is a secret Government expeditionAs it sets out a number of documents carefully sealed are put incharge of the commander in which all his instructions are containedWhen far away from his sovereign these are to be the authority which hemust obey as he sails on in the dark these are to be the lights on thedeep by which he must steer They provide for every stage of the wayThey direct what ports to approach and what ports to avoid what to doin different seas what variation to make in certain contingencies andwhat acts to perform at certain opportunities Each paper of the seriesforbids the opening of the next until its own directions have beenfulfilled so that no one can see beyond the immediate point for whichhe is makingThe wide ocean is before that ship and a wider mystery But in thepassage of time as the strange cruise proceeds its course begins totell upon the chart The zigzag line like obscure chirography has anintelligible look and seems to spell out intimations As order afterorder is opened those sibyl leaves of the cabin commence to prophesyglimpses multiply surmises come quick and shortly the whole shipscompany more than suspect from the accumulating _data_ behind themwhat must be their destination and the mission they have been sent toaccomplishPeople are beginning to imagine that the career of the human race issomething like this There is a fastgrowing conviction that man hasbeen sent out from the first to fulfil some inexplicable purpose andthat he holds a Divine commission to perform a wonderful work on theearth It would seem as if his marvellous brain were the bundle ofmystic scrolls on which it is written and within which its terms arehidand as if his imperishable soul were the great seal bearing theDivine image and superscription which attests its Almighty originalThis commission is yet obscure It has so far only gradually opened tohim for he is sailing under sealed orders He is still led on frompoint to point But the farther he goes and the more his past gathersbehind him the better is he able to imagine what must be before himHis chart is every day getting more full of amazing indications He isbeginning to feel about him the increasing press of some Providentialdesign that has been permeating and moulding age after age and todiscover that be has been all along unconsciously prosecuting a secretmission And so it comes at last that everything new takes that lookevery evolution of mind every addition to knowledge every discovery oftruth every novel achievement appearing like the breaking of seals andopening of rolls in the performance of an inexhaustible and mysterioustrust that has been committed to his handsIt is the purpose of this paper to collect together some of these factsand incidents of progress in order to show that this is not a meredream but a stupendous reality History shall be the inspiration of ourprophecyThere is a past to be recounted a present to be described and a futureto be foretold An immense review for a magazine article and it willrequire some ingenuity to be brief and graphic at the same time In theattempt to get as much as possible into the smallest space many thingswill have to be omitted and some most profound particulars merelyglanced at but enough will be furnished perhaps to make the point wehave in viewWe may compare human progress to a tall tree which has reared itselfslowly and imperceptibly through century after century hardly morethan a bare trunk with here and there only the slight outshoot of sometemporary exploit of genius but which in this age gives the signs ofthat immense foliage and fruitage which shall in time embower the wholeearth We see but its springtime of leaffor it is only within fiftyyears that this rich outburst of wonders began We live in an era whenprogress is so new as to be a matter of amazement A hundred yearshence perhaps it will have become so much a matter of course todevelop to expand and to discover that it will excite no comment Butit is yet novel and we are yet fresh Therefore we may gaze back atwhat has been and gaze forward at what is promised to be with morelikelihood of being impressed than if we were a few centuries olderIf we look down at the roots out of which this tree has risen and thenup at its spreading branchesomitting its intermediate trunk of agesthrough which its processes have been secretly workingperhaps we mayrealize in a briefer space the wonder of it allIn the beginning of history according to received authority therewas but a little tract of the earth occupied and that by one familyspeaking but one tongue and worshipping but one Godall the rest ofthe world being an uninhabited wild At _this_ stage of history thewhole globe is explored covered with races of every color a host ofnations and languages with every diversity of custom development ofcharacter and form of religion The physical bound from that to this isequalled only by the leap which the world of mind has madeOnce upon a time a man hollowed a tree and launching it upon thewater found that it would bear him up After this a few little floatscreeping cautiously near the land were all on which men were wont,25
+Produced by David WidgerTHE LADY OF THE BARGEAND OTHER STORIESBy W W JacobsCUPBOARD LOVEIn the comfortable livingroom at Neggets farm half parlour and halfkitchen three people sat at tea in the waning light of a Novemberafternoon  Conversation which had been brisk had languished somewhatowing to Mrs Negget glancing at frequent intervals toward the doorbehind which she was convinced the servant was listening and checkingthe finest periods and the most startling suggestions with a warning_ssh_Go on uncle she said after one of these interruptionsI forget where I was said Mr Martin Bodfish shortlyUnder our bed Mr Negget reminded himYes watching said Mrs Negget eagerlyIt was an odd place for an expoliceman especially as a small legacyadded to his pension had considerably improved his social position butMr Bodfish had himself suggested it in the professional hope that theperson who had taken Mrs Neggets gold brooch might try for furtherloot  He had indeed suggested baiting the dressingtable with thefarmers watch an idea which Mr Negget had promptly vetoedI cant help thinking that Mrs Pottle knows something about it saidMrs Negget with an indignant glance at her husbandMrs Pottle said the farmer rising slowly and taking a seat on theoak settle built in the fireplace has been away from the village fornear a fortnitI didnt say she took it snapped his wife  I said I believe sheknows something about it and so I do  Shes a horrid woman  Look atthe way she encouraged her girl Looey to run after that young travellerfrom Smithsons  The whole fact of the matter is it isnt your broochso you dont careI said began Mr NeggetI know what you said retorted his wife sharply and I wish youd bequiet and not interrupt uncle  Heres my uncle been in the policetwentyfive years and you wont let him put a word in edgewaysMy way o looking at it said the expoliceman slowly is differentto that o the law my idea is an always has been that everybody isguilty until theyve proved their innocenceIts a wonderful thing to me said Mr Negget in a low voice to hispipe as they should come to a house with a retired policeman living init  Looks to me like somebody that aint got much respect for thepoliceThe expoliceman got up from the table and taking a seat on the settleopposite the speaker slowly filled a long clay and took a spill from thefireplace  His pipe lit he turned to his niece and slowly bade her goover the account of her loss once moreI missed it this morning said Mrs Negget rapidly at ten minutespast twelve oclock by the clock and halfpast five by my watch whichwants looking to  Id just put the batch of bread into the oven andgone upstairs and opened the box that stands on my drawers to get alozenge and I missed the broochDo you keep it in that box  asked the expoliceman slowlyAlways replied his niece  I at once came down stairs and told Emmathat the brooch had been stolen  I said that I named no names anddidnt wish to think bad of anybody and that if I found the brooch backin the box when I went up stairs again I should forgive whoever tookitAnd what did Emma say  inquired Mr BodfishEmma said a lot o things replied Mrs Negget angrily  Im sure bythe lot she had to say youd ha thought she was the missis and me theservant  I gave her a months notice at once and she went straight upstairs and sat on her box and criedSat on her box  repeated the exconstable impressively  OhThats what I thought said his niece but it wasnt because I gother off at last and searched it through and through  I never sawanything like her clothes in all my life  There was hardly a button or atape on and as for her stockingsShe dont get much time said Mr Negget slowlyThats right I thought youd speak up for her cried his wifeshrillyLook here began Mr Negget laying his pipe on the seat by his sideand rising slowlyKeep to the case in hand said the exconstable waving him back to hisseat again  Now LizzieI searched her box through and through said his niece but it wasntthere then I came down again and had a rare good cry all to myselfThats the best way for you to have it remarked Mr Negget feelinglyMrs Neggets uncle instinctively motioned his niece to silence andholding his chin in his hand scowled frightfully in the intensity ofthoughtSee a cloo inquired Mr Negget affablyYou ought to be ashamed of yourself George said his wife angrilyspeaking to uncle when hes looking like thatMr Bodfish said nothing it is doubtful whether he even heard theseremarks but he drew a huge notebook from his pocket and after vainlytrying to point his pencil by suction took a knife from the table andhastily sharpened itWas the brooch there last night  he inquiredIt were said Mr Negget promptly  Lizzie made me get up just as theowd clock were striking twelve to get her a lozengeIt seems pretty certain that the brooch went since then mused MrBodfishIt would seem like it to a plain man said Mr Negget guardedlyI should like to see the box said Mr BodfishMrs Negget went up and fetched it and stood eyeing him eagerly as heraised the lid and inspected the contents  It contained only a fewlozenges and some bone studs  Mr Negget helped himself to a lozengeand going back to his seat breathed peppermintProperly speaking that ought not to have been touched said theexconstable regarding him with some severityEh  said the startled farmer putting his finger to his lipsNever mind said the other shaking his head  Its too late nowHe doesnt care a bit said Mrs Negget somewhat sadly  He used tokeep buttons in that box with the lozenges until one night he gave,7
+Produced by Juliet Sutherland Shawn Cruze and PG DistributedProofreadersJOHNS HOPKINS UNIVERSITY STUDIESINHISTORICAL AND POLITICAL SCIENCEHERBERT B ADAMS EditorHistory is past Politics and Politics present History_Freeman_NINTH SERIESIIIGOVERNMENT AND ADMINISTRATIONOF THEUNITED STATESBYWESTEL W WILLOUGHBY AB_Fellow in History_ANDWILLIAM F WILLOUGHBY AB_US Department of Labor_1801TABLE OF CONTENTSChaptersI     PrefaceII    Government         Monarchy           Absolute           Limited         Aristocracy         Democracy         Republic         Popular GovernmentIII    Functions of Government          Necessary          OptionalIV    Colonial Governments Their Relation to Each            Other and to England         Provincial         Proprietary         CharterV     Steps Toward UnionArticles of Confederation         New England Confederation         Albany Convention         Stamp Act Congress         First Continental Congress         Second Continental Congress         Articles of Confederation         Elements Tending to Separation and to Union         Purposes of the Confederation         Scheme of Government under the Articles         Defects of the ArticlesVI    Adoption of the Constitution         The Constitutional Convention         Arguments For and Against AdoptionVII   Presidential SuccessionVIII  Election of SenatorsIX    Congressional GovernmentX     Cabinet and Executive Departments         State Department         Treasury Department         War Department         Navy Department         Interior Department           Commissioner of Land Office           Commissioner of Pensions           Commissioner of Patents           Commissioner of Indian Affairs           Bureau of Education           Commissioner of Railroads           Geological Survey           Superintendent of the Census         Post Office Department         Department of Justice         Department of Agriculture         Department of Labor         Interstate Commerce Commission         Fish Commission         Civil Service Commission         Government Printing Office         National Museum Smithsonian Institution and Bureau             of Ethnology         Librarian of CongressXI    The Federal Judiciary         Federal Judicial System         District Courts         Circuit Courts         JurisdictionXII   Ordinance for Government of the Northwest TerritoryXIII  Government of Territories         Admission of a Territory as a StateXIV   State Governments         State Constitutions         State Legislatures         State Executives         State JudiciaryXV    Local Government         In New England         In the South         In the WestXVI   City GovernmentXVII  Government Revenue and Expenditure         Federal Government         State and Local Taxes         Expenditures         Maryland         BaltimoreXVIII Money        Gold Coin Gold Bullion and Gold Certificates        Silver Dollars and Silver Certificates        Subsidiary and Minor Coins        Treasury Notes        Notes of National BanksXIX   Public Lands of the United States         Educational Grants         Land Bounties for Military and Naval Service         Land Grants to States for Internal Improvement         Sale of Public Land         Under Preemption,9
+Produced by Suzanne Shell Leah Moser and the Online DistributedProofreading TeamTHE GRINGOSA STORY OF THE OLD CALIFORNIA DAYS IN 1849BY BM BOWER1913WIth Illustrations By Anton Otto FischerIllustration Gringos are savages and worse than savagesAUTHORS NOTEI wish to make public acknowledgment of the assistance I have receivedfrom George W Lee a Fortyniner who has furnished me with datamaterial and color which have been invaluable in the writing of thisstoryCONTENTSI THE BEGINNING OF ITII THE VIGILANTESIII THE THING THEY CALLED JUSTICEIV WHAT HAPPENED AT THE OAKV HOSPITALITYVI THE VALLEYVII THE LORD OF THE VALLEYVIII DON ANDRES WANTS A MAJORDOMOIX JERRY SIMPSON SQUATTERX THE FINEST LITTLE WOMAN IN THE WORLDXI AN ILL WINDXII POTENTIAL MOODSXIII BILL WILSON GOES VISITINGXIV RODEO TIMEXV WHEN CAMPFIRES BLINKXVI FOR WEAPONS I CHOOSE RIATASXVII A FIESTA WE SHALL HAVEXVIII WHAT IS LOVE WORTHXIX ANTICIPATIONXX LOST TWO HASTY TEMPERSXXI FIESTA DAYXXII THE BATTLE OF BEASTSXXIII THE DUEL OF RIATASXXIV FOR LOVE AND A MEDALXXV ADIOS_List of Illustrations_Gringos are savages and worse than savagesHe twisted in the saddle and sent leaden answer to the spitefulbarking of the gunsMrs Jerry took the senoritas hand and smiled up at herAn accident it must appear to those who watch_The Gringos_CHAPTER ITHE BEGINNING OF ITIf you would glimpse the savage which normally lies asleep thank Godin most of us you have only to do this thing of which I shall tellyou and from some safe sanctuary where leaden couriers may not bearprematurely the tidings of mans debasement watch the world belowYou may see civilization swing back with a snap to savagery andworsebecause savagery enlightened by the civilization of centuriesis a deadly thing to let loose among men Our savage forebears werebut superior animals groping laboriously after economic security anda social condition that would yield most prolifically the fruit of allthe worlds desire happiness today when we swing back to somethingakin to savagery we do it for lust of gain like our forebears butwe do it wittingly So if you would look upon the unlovely spectacleof civilized men turned savage and see them toil painfully back tolawful living you have but to do thisSeek a spot remote from the great centers of our vaunted civilizationwhere Nature in a wanton goldrevel of her own has sprinkled herriver beds with the shining dust hidden it away under ledges buriedit in deep canyons in playful miserliness and salved with its potentglow the timescars upon the cheeks of her gaunt mountains You havebut to find a tiny bit of Natures gold fling it in the face ofcivilization and raise the hunting cry Then from that safe sanctuarywhich you have chosen you may look your fill upon the awakening ofthe primitive in man see him throw off civilization as a sleeperflings aside the cloak that has covered him watch the savages fightwhom your gold has conjuredThey will come those savages straight as the arrow flies they willcome though mountains and deserts and hurrying rivers bar their wayAnd the plodding lawabiding citizens who kiss their wives andhold close their babies and fling hasty comforting words over theirshoulders to tottering old mothers when they go to answer the huntingcallthey will be your savages when the gold lust grips them Andthe towns they build of their greed will be but the nucleus of all thecrime let loose upon the land There will be men among your savagesmen in whom the finer stuff outweighs the grossness and the greed Butto save their lives and that thing they prize more than life or goldand call by the name of honor or friendship or justicethat thingwhich is the essence of all the fineness in their naturesto savethat and their lives they also must fight like savages who woulddestroy them                                   There was a little straggling hamlet born of the Mission which thepadres founded among the sand hills beside a great uneasy stretch ofwater which a dreamer might liken to a naughty child that had run awayfrom its mother the ocean through a little gateway which the landleft open by chance and was hiding there among the hills listening tothe calling of the surf voice by night out there beyond the gate andlying sullen and still when mother ocean sent the fog and the tidesaseeking a truant child that played by itself and danced little wavedances which it had learned of its mother ages agone and laughed upat the hills that smiled down upon itThe padres thought mostly of the savages who lived upon the land andstrove earnestly to teach them the lessons which sandalshod withcrucifix to point the way they had marched up from the south to setbefore these children of the wild Also came ships searching for thattruant oceanchild the bay of which men had heard and so the hamletwas born of civilizationCame afterwards noblemen from Spain with parchments upon which theking himself had set his seal Mile upon mile they chose the landthat pleased them best and by virtue of the kings word called ittheir own They drove cattle up from the south to feed upon thehills and in the valleys They brought beautiful wives and set themaqueening it over spacious homes which they built of clay and nativewood and furnished with the luxuries they brought with them in theships They reared lovely daughters and strong hotblooded sons andthey grew rich in cattle and in contentment in this paradise whichNature had set apart for her own playground and which the zeal of thepadres had found and claimed in the name of God and their kingThe hamlet beside the bay was small but it received the ships and thegoods they brought and bartered for tallow and hides and althoughthe place numbered less than a thousand souls it was large enough toplease the dons who dwelt like the patriarchs of old in the valleysThen Chance that sardonic jester who loves best to thwart,7
+Produced by Curtis Weyant Leah Moser and the Online DistributedProofreading TeamWOMEN WORKERS IN SEVEN PROFESSIONSA SURVEY OF THEIR ECONOMIC CONDITIONS AND PROSPECTSEDITED FOR THE STUDIES COMMITTEE OF THE FABIAN WOMENS GROUPBYEDITH J MORLEY1914PREFATORY NOTEThe task of collecting and editing the various essays of which thisbook is comprised has not been altogether easy Some literary defectsand absence of unity are by the nature of the scheme inevitablewe hope these are counterbalanced by the collection of firsthandevidence from those in a position to speak authoritatively of theprofessions which they follow _Experientia docet_ and those whodesire to investigate the conditions of womens public work in variousdirections as well as those who are hesitating in their choice of acareer may like carefully to weigh these opinions formed as a resultof personal experienceFor other defects in selection arrangement proportion and the likeI am alone responsible I have from the first been consciousthat many people were better suited to the editorial task thanmyselfwomen with more knowledge of social and economic problemsand perhaps with more leisure But at the moment no one seemed tobe available and I was persuaded to do what I could to carry out thewishes of the Studies Committee of the Fabian Womens Group If Ihave in any measure succeeded it is owing to the generous help andunvarying kindness I have received in all directions In the firstplace I would express my gratitude to the members of the StudiesCommittee and more particularly to Mrs Charlotte Wilson the fountand inspiration of the whole scheme to Mrs Pember Reeves and toMrs Bernard Shaw My indebtedness to all the contributors for theirpromptitude patience and courtesy it is impossible to exaggerateI hope it will not be thought invidious if I say that without DrMurrells subeditorship of the Medical and Nursing Sections and theunstinted and continual help of Dr OBrien Harris the book couldnot have appeared at all The latters paper on Secondary SchoolTeaching has had the benefit of criticism and suggestions from oneof the most notable HeadMistresses of her dayMrs Woodhouse whoseexperience of work in the schools of the Girls Public Day SchoolTrust was kindly placed at the authors disposal Similarly some ofthe details mentioned in the section on Acting were kindly suppliedby Mrs St John Ervine Lastlyfor it is impossible to mention allwho have assistedI wish to thank Miss Ellen Smith for her unsparingsecretarial labours and Miss MG Spencer and Miss Craig of theCentral Bureau for the Employment of Women for the Table whichappears at the end of Section I This is unique as an exhaustivesummary of a mass of information hitherto not easily accessible tothe general publicEDITH J MORLEYUNIVERSITY COLLEGE READING _December_ 1913CONTENTSPREFATORY NOTE By the EditorFOREWORDS ON BEHALF OF THE STUDIES COMMITTEE OF THE FABIAN WOMENSGROUPI THE TEACHING PROFESSION  I INTRODUCTION By EDITH J MORLEY Oxford Honour  School of English Language and Literature Professor  of English Language University College Reading  Fellow and Lecturer of University of London  Kings College for Women  II WOMEN AT THE UNIVERSITIES AND UNIVERSITY  TEACHING AS A PROFESSION By EDITH J MORLEY  III SECONDARY SCHOOL TEACHING By Mrs M OBRIEN  HARRIS DSc London Hon Member of Somerville  College Oxford Headmistress of the County  Secondary School South Hackney  IV ELEMENTARY SCHOOL TEACHING By Mrs KATE  DICE CT Class Teacher in the service of the London  County Council Hon Sec of the Fabian Education  Group  V TEACHING IN SCHOOLS FOR THE MENTALLY AND  PHYSICALLY DEFECTIVE By Mrs JESSIE E  THOMAS CT Class Teacher at the London County  Council School for Physically Defective Children  Turney Road Dulwich  VI THE TEACHING OF GYMNASTICS By MARY HANKINSON  Hon Sec of the Ling Association Diploma of the  Dartford Physical Training College  VII THE TEACHING OF DOMESTIC SUBJECTS By Mrs  MARGARET MKILLOP MA Dublin Oxford  Honour Schools of Natural Science and of Mathematics  Fellow and Tutor of University of London Kings  College for Women  and  E BEATRICE HOGG firstclass Diploma National  Training School of Cookery Instructress London  County Council Probationary and Training Centres  Examiner in Domestic Subjects to the City and  Guilds of London Institute the Nautical School  of Cookery etc Some time Hon Sec London  Branch Assistant Teachers of Domestic Subjects  TABLE I SHOWING THE COST AND DURATION OF  EDUCATION IN ARTS AND SCIENCE AND THE  SCHOLARSHIPS AVAILABLE FOR WOMEN STUDENTS  AT THE VARIOUS BRITISH UNIVERSITIES Reprinted  with additions by special permission from the  pamphlet Openings for University Women published  by the Central Bureau for the Employment of  Women for the Students Careers Association  TABLE II SHOWING SOME ADDITIONAL POSTGRADUATE  RESEARCH SCHOLARSHIPS IN ARTS AND SCIENCE  AVAILABLE FOR WOMEN STUDENTS AWARDED BY  BODIES OTHER THAN UNIVERSITIES OF THE UNITED  KINGDOM Compiled with additions by special permission  from the Report on the Opportunities for  PostGraduate Work open to Women published by  the Federation of University WomenII THE MEDICAL PROFESSION INCLUDING DENTISTRY SubEditor CHRISTINEM MURRELL MD BS London Assistant Medical Officer of HealthSpecial Schools London County Council Lecturer and Examiner onAdolescence Health First Aid Infant Care etc London CountyCouncil and Battersea Polytechnic Honorary Medical OfficerPaddington Creche and for Infant Consultations North Marylebonelate Medical Registrar and Electrician and late Resident HousePhysician Royal Free Hospital  I MEDICINE AND SURGERY By the SubEditor  II DENTAL SURGERY By Mrs Eva M HANDLEY  READ MRCS LRCP LSA LDS Dental  Surgeon to the Royal Free Hospital the Margaret  MDonald Baby Clinic and the Cripple Hostel  CamberwellIII THE NURSING PROFESSION TOGETHER WITH MIDWIFERY AND MASSAGESubEditor CHRISTINE M MURRELL  PREFACE By the SubEditor  I GENERAL SURVEY AND INTRODUCTION By EM  Musson Matron of the General Hospital Birmingham  II NURSING IN GENERAL HOSPITALS By EM  MUSSON  III NURSING IN PRIVATE HOMES AND CoOPERATIONS  By GERTRUDE TOWNEND Sister in her own Nursing  Home,9
+Produced by Distributed Proofreaders Europe httpdprastkonetVENEHOJALAISETKirjArvid Järnefelt1909ENSIMÄINEN OSA1Läntisen Hämeen sydänmailla vesien takana asuskelee hajallansavenehojalaisia Ne tunnetaan kaikki pitkistä käsivarsistaan kieroistasääristä ulkonevista poskiluista ja isosta pään takaraivosta joka ainatöröttää päähinettä ulompana minkään tavallisen lippalakin tai edeshuopalakinkaan voimatta sitä suojaansa käsittääMonet sanoivat heitä nähdessään kuinka he ovat muodottomia Ovatkoihmisen poskiluut rakennetut vaan virnistystä varten jotta hän niidenavulla saisi silmänsä suojaan hankien häikäisyltä Onko ihminen luotupelkäksi maan tonkijaksi Onko tarkotus että hänen käsivartensapikemmin maahan ulottuakseen kasvaisivat polviin asti kämmenettuommoisiksi lapioiksi laajenisivat ja jalat menisivät koukkuisiksiOnko myös tarkotus että hänen pääkallonsa takaraivo noin mahdottomastipaisuisi Mikä muodoton moukka Mikä kolloMutta tämä on väärä tuomio Sillä mainitut ruumiinviat ja muodottomuudetovat järjestänsä venehojalaisten suurista ansioista peräisin Mitäerityisesti tuohon heidän merkillisimpään ominaisuuteensa eli päänsuureen takaraivoon tulee josta heitä tyhmiksi tuomitaan niin ovathanperäaivot muistokyvyn ja perinnöllisen viisauden säilytyspaikkanaSenvuoksi jos takaraivo rupeaa ylenmäärin paisumaan ei se tarvitsetodistaa muuta kuin että tämä viisaus ei ole voinut löytää luonnollistalaskua ympäristöänsä hedelmöittääkseen koska ihminen on ihmeellistenolojen ja vaiheiden pakotuksesta asettunut korpeen elämään erilleenmuiden ihmisten kyliltä ja hänen lapsensa ja lapsenlapsensatäysiikäisiksi kerittyänsä eivät jää isäinsä asunnoille vaan yhäsyvempiin korpiin painuvatOliko heissä siis joku erikoinen roturakkaus korpeen Tai kammoihmisyhteyteenSilloinpa olisikin voinut sanoa heitä tyhmiksi sillä totisesti on seihminen tyhmä joka erakoksi eriytyy kun hänen päänsä kaikkiVäinämöisen viisaudet sisältäisiMutta seuraavasta näkee että venehojalaisten koko elämäntaistelu onkinpäinvastoin ollut pelkkää kovaa ja turhaa taistelua juuri korpeenajautumista vastaanPaholaisen elkeet kuuluvat olleen perimmäisenä syynä siihen ettävenehojalaisten hurskas suku joutui kylästä hajallensa Sillä ei alustaniin ollut vaan tämä suku oli muinoin kauneudestaan viisaudestaan jataidostaan maan kuulu Paholainen vihasi heitä sammumattomasti heidänhurskautensa ja lujan kyläyhteytensä vuoksi Kaikkialla muualla ainajoku tarttui hänen pauloihinsa mutta kun hän nuottansa Venehojan yliheitti luvaten suuria rikkauksia sille joka hänen palvelukseensaerkanisi ja veti nuotan maalle ei siinä koskaan yhtäkään Venehojanmiestä ollutSilloin pukeutui paholainen hienoksi neuvosherraksi meni kuninkaanpuheille ja sanoi Teidän Majesteettinne minä olin valtakunnassannematkoilla tarkastellakseni onko kaikki niinkuin olla pitää ja tultuaniVenehojan kylään huomasin että sen miehet olivat suuria ja naiset ylenkauniita mutta Teidän Majesteetistanne ei siellä kukaan tiennyt yhtäänmitäänKoska neuvosherra nämä sanonut oli muuttui kuninkaan hahmo ja hänkysyi Ketä he siis tottelevat ja ketä he kunnioittavatPaholainen sanoi Yksi heillä on viisauden ja laulun kuningas jotasanovat Venehojan Heikiksi sitä he kaikki kuuntelevatJa valtakunnan herra sanoi Käske kaikki joilla viisauden lahjaa jalaulun ääntä on tänne minun kaupunkiini täällä he laulelkoot ja minäolen heitä palkitseva itsekutakin ansionsa mukaan Mutta että seVenehojan Heikki on itsensä kuninkaaksi tehnyt hakkautan minä häneltäpäänNeuvosherra sanoi Sata Heikkiä nousisi sijalle ja viimeinen villitystulisi ensimäistä pahemmaksiJa tämän kuultuansa kuningas tuli surulliseksi ja sanoi Siksi sinä oletneuvosherra että sinä neuvon tietäisit mutta et sinä mitään keksiJa neuvosherra sanoi anna minulle kolme valtaa jotka ovat jakajanvalta sovittajan valta ja kieltäjän valta ja minä sinulle sen kylänhajotan niin ettei venehojalaisista koskaan enää kahta tai kolmeayhteen tuleJa nämä kolme valtaa kuninkaalta saatuansa paholainen pukeutuimaamittariksi ja meni Venehojaan Mutta Venehojan nuoriso oli kylänkeinulla Koska he siis keinun pysäyttivät sanoi maamittari olenkuninkaalta lähetetty teille maita jakamaan että jokaisella olisiomansa Ja suuri riemu nousi nuorten joukossa jotka eivät uskoneetpirua olevan Mutta vanhat jotka uskoivat pirun olevan katsoivatkarsaasti maamittariin ja sanoivat emme tahdo jakaa vaan elämme kokokylä yhtenä pesänä niinkuin tähän asti Tämän kuultuansa nuorethuusivat kuningas lupaa meille maat omiksemme Ja suuri riita nousivanhojen ja nuorten välille Mutta kun riita oli ylimmillään pukeutuipaholainen tuomarin pukuun ja tuli Venehojaan ja sanoi minunkuninkaani on rauhaa rakastava mies eikä hän salli riideltävän vaan onminun lähettänyt sovittajaksi teidän välillenneJa avasi lakikirjan jaluki Olkoon valta sen joka jakaa tahtoo Ja vahvisti maamittarin jaonantaen kiinnekirjat itsekullekin ja tuomiten jokaisen muuttamaanriitaisesta kylästä hajalleen kunkin omille maillensa Mutta etteiheille tulisi erakkoina ikävä opetti paholainen heille viinankeitonNäin hajosi Venehojan kylä ja näin joutui Venehojan Heikkirintaperillisineen takamaille vaikka hän oli tähän asti kylänjohtomiehenä ollut vaikka oli viisaudestaan ja hurskaudestaan kuulu jaoli kaikkea ihmisyhteyttä rakastaen aina ollut emäkylän yhdistävänäsiteenäTämän isonjaon suoritettuansa paholainen muutti sihteeriksi kauppalaanSillä ei hän vielä uskonut sitoneensa Venehojan HeikkiäKului muutamia vuosikymmeniä ja Heikin maat olivatkin kuokittuinakannot juurinensa pengottuina ojat kaivettuinaJakamattomille takamaille oli Venehojan Heikin ympärille uusi kyläsyntynyt pojat kasvaneet ja menneet naimisiin tyttäret tuoneet kyläänkotivävyjä Ja Heikin peräaivot jotka korpielämässä luonnollisenlaskun puutteessa olivat ruvenneet arveluttavasti pään takaraivoapaisuttamaan pysähtyivät vähitellen kasvussaan kun hänen perinnöllinenviisautensa ja mahdoton muistinsa alkoi jälleen löytää hedelmöittäväävaikutusalaa ihmisyhteydessäEleli siis yhteisessä kyläkunnassa taas Venehojan Heikin rintasuku Jahe tekivät keskenänsä perinnönjakoja vaan lain sakkoja välttääksensäMutta toista haaraa heistä sanottiin nyt Tyrvännäisiksi joiden isä olinaapurikylästä ensimäisenä kotivävynä tähän uuteen Venehojan kylääntullut Ja kun Tyrväntäinen rupesi miniänsä perintöosaa erilleenvaatimaan eivät he antaneet asian mennä lakiin vaan sopivat hänenkanssaan niin että ositus ja lohkokustannusten välttämiseksi vävy ottiemätilan omiin nimiinsä mutta Heikki poikinensa asettui lain edessäniinkuin hänen perinnölliseksi vuokramieheksensäNäin elettiin lähemmäs puoli vuosisataa kunnes tapahtui kummallinenselkkaus Vanhin Tyrväntäisvainajan pojista toivoen suuria rikkauksiamöi itsensä paholaisen palvelukseen Sanottiin hänen tehneen haavankäteensä vuodattaneen omaa vertaan korpin sulkaan ja kirjottaneen tällänimensä paperille jonka oli vienyt sen suuren Hiidenkiven alle missävanhan Venehojan kylän jaettujen talojen rajat käyvät yhteenPaholainen ei ollut kuitenkaan näyttäytynyt vaan oli antanutTyrväntäiselle käskyjänsä viattomien ihmisten suullaNiinpä kerran kauppalan torilla Tyrväntäinen hevosta myydessään olikuullut takaansa jonkun sanovan haasta se käräjille mutta kun häntaaksensa katsahti ei siellä ketään ollut ja hän sillä hetkellä ymmärsinoiden sanojen tulleen paholaisen suusta Tyrväntäinen mietti päänsäpuhki mitä olisi paholaisen käskyn johdosta tekeminen ketä haastettavakäräjille ja minkä syyn varjolla Kolme päivää hän maleksi kauppalankatuja vaikka markkinat olivat jo toisena päättyneet ja kaduttyhjenneet Neljäntenä päivänä juoksi muutamasta portista kaksi ämmäähänen ohitsensa joista toinen sanoi toiselle kolkuta sihteerinovelle Ja koska Tyrväntäinen taaksensa katsahti olivat he kulman taamenneet eikä ketään näkynyt Piru voi olla yhtä lailla hameessakinajatteli hän ja kääntyi oikopäätä siitä portista pihalle eikä sydänehtinyt pampatuksellaan häntä herpaista ennenkuin hän oli jokoputtamassa sihteerin kyökinovelle Sieltä neuvottiin valkosen salinläpitse kilisevän kynttiläkruunun alitse peräkamariin missä istuikeinuskellen pieni mies pitkä piippu hampaissa punanen nokkasavuisissa parroissa mutta muu pää kumotti kaljuna ja kelmeänä sarvenalkuja näkyi siellä täällä pääkallossa Tyrväntäinen tiesi nyt visustiettä hänen edessään oli pirujen pääpappa itseSihteeri alkoi kysellä ja tiuskia ja kun ei päässyt muka milläänpuheilla Tyrväntäisen asiasta perille oli vihdoin suutuksissaanajavinaan ulos Vasta ovessa kysyi nimeä Tyrväntäinen antoi nytneuvotun merkin koskettaen toisella kädellä niskaansa ja toisellakantapäätänsä Silloin sihteeri rykäsi meni pöydän ääreen ja paiskasiauki suuren kirjan Ja koska hän oli aikansa kirjan lehtiä käännellytnosti hän katseensa TyrväntäiseenKetä sinä aijot,29
+Produced by Charles Aldarondo Mary Meehan and the Online DistributedProofreading Team                               THE RED AXE                             By SR Crockett                                   1900CONTENTS      I DUKE CASIMIR RIDES LATE     II THE LITTLE PLAYMATE COMES HOME    III THE RED AXE OF THE WOLFMARK     IV THE PRINCESS HELENE      V THE BLOODHOUNDS ARE FED     VI DUKE CASIMIRS FAMILIAR    VII I BECOME A TRAITOR   VIII AT THE BAR OF THE WHITE WOLF     IX A HERO CARRIES WATER IN THE SUN      X THE LUBBER FIEND     XI THE VISION IN THE CRYSTAL    XII EYES OF EMERALD   XIII CHRISTIANS ELSA    XIV SIR AMOROUS IS PLEASED WITH HIMSELF     XV THE LITTLE PLAYMATE SETTLES ACCOUNTS    XVI TWO WOMENAND A MAN   XVII THE RED AXE IS LEFT ALONE  XVIII THE PRIME OF THE MORNING    XIX WENDISH WIT     XX THE EARTHDWELLERS OF NO MANS LAND    XXI I STAND SENTRY   XXII HELENE HATES ME  XXIII HUGO OF THE BROADAXE   XXIV THE SORTIE    XXV MINE HOST RUNS HIS LAST RACE   XXVI PRINCE JEHU MILLERS SON  XXVII ANOTHER MANS COAT XXVIII THE PRINCES COMPACT   XXIX LOVES MELOVES ME NOT    XXX INSULT AND CHALLENGE   XXXI I FIND A SECOND  XXXII THE WOLVES OF THE MARK XXXIII THE FLIGHT OF THE LITTLE PLAYMATE  XXXIV THE GOLDEN NECKLACE   XXXV THE DECENT SERVITOR  XXXVI YSOLINDES FAREWELL XXXVII CAPTAIN KARL MILLERS SONXXXVIII THE BLACK RIDERS  XXXIX THE FLAG ON THE RED TOWER     XL THE TRIAL OF THE WITCH    XLI THE GARRET OF THE RED TOWER   XLII PRINCESS PLAYMATE  XLIII THE TRIAL FOR WITCHCRAFT   XLIV SENTENCE OF DEATH    XLV THE MESSAGE FROM THE WHITE GATE   XLVI A WOMAN SCORNED  XLVII THE RED AXE DIES STANDING UP XLVIII HUGO GOTTFRIED RED AXE OF THE WOLFMARK   XLIX THE SERPENTS STRIFE      L THE DUNGEON OF THE WOLFSBERG     LI THE NIGHT BEFORE THE MORN    LII THE HEADSMANS RIGHT   LIII THE LUBBER FIENDS RETURN    LIV THE CROWNING OF DUKE OTHO     LV THE LADY YSOLINDE SAVES HER SOUL    LVI HELENA PRINCESS OF PLASSENBURGTHE RED AXECHAPTER IDUKE CASIMIR RIDES LATEWell do I Hugo Gottfried remember the night of snow and moonlight whenfirst they brought the Little Playmate home I had been sleepingasturdy wellgrown fellow I ten years or so as to my agein a stomacherof blanket and a bedgown my mother had made me before she died at thebeginning of the cold weather Suddenly something awoke me out of mysleep So all in the sharp chill of the night I got out of my bedsitting on the edge with my legs dangling and looked curiously at thebright streams of moonlight which crossed the wooden floor of my garretI thought if only I could swim straight up one of them as the motes didin the sunshine I should be sure to come in time to the place where mymother wasthe place where all the pretty white things came fromthesunshine the moonshine the starshine and the snowAnd there would be children to play with up therehundreds of childrenlike myself and all close at hand I should not any longer have to situp aloft in the Red Tower with none to speak to meall alone on the topof a walljust because I had a crimson patch sewn on my bluecordedblouse on my little white shirt embroidered in red wool on each of mywarm winter wristlets and staring out from the front of both mystockings It was a pretty enough pattern too Yet whenever one of thechildren I so much longed to play with down on the paved roadway beneathour tower caught sight of it he rose instantly out of the dust and hurledoaths and illwords at meaye and oftentimes other missiles that hurteven worseat a little lonely boy who was breaking his heart with lovinghim up there on the towerCome down and be killed foul brood of the Red Axe the children criedAnd with that they ran as near as they dared and spat on the wall of ourhouse or at least on the little wooden panel which opened inward in thegreat trebly spiked iron door of the Dukes courtyardBut this night of the first homecoming of the Little Playmate I awokecrying and fearful in the dead vast of the night when all the otherchildren who would not speak to me were asleep Then pulling on mycomfortable shoes of woollen list for my father gave me all things tomake me warm thinking me delicate of body and drawing the manypatchedcoverlet of the bed about me I clambered up the stone stairway to thevery top of the tower in which I slept The moon was broad like one ofthe shields in the great hall whither I went often when the great Dukewas not at home and when old Hanne would be busy cleaning the pavementand scrubbing,13
+Produced by John Hagerson Rick Niles Mary Meehan and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team                     THE MYSTERY OF METROPOLISVILLE                          BY EDWARD EGGLESTON     AUTHOR OF THE HOOGLEE SCHOOLMASTER THE END OF THE WORLD ETC                                 1888TO ONE WHO KNOWS WITH ME A LOVESTORY NOW MORE THAN FIFTEEN YEARS INLENGTH AND BETTER A HUNDREDFOLD THAN ANY I SHALL EVER BE ABLE TO WRITETHIS BOOK IS INSCRIBED ON AN ANNIVERSARYMARCH 18TH 1873PREFACEA novel should be the truest of books It partakes in a certain sense ofthe nature of both history and art It needs to be true to human naturein its permanent and essential qualities and it should truthfullyrepresent some specific and temporary manifestation of human nature thatis some form of society It has been objected that I have copied lifetoo closely but it seems to me that the work to be done just now is torepresent the forms and spirit of our own life and thus free ourselvesfrom habitual imitation of that which is foreign I have wished to makemy stories of value as a contribution to the history of civilization inAmerica If it be urged that this is not the highest function I replythat it is just now the most necessary function of this kind ofliterature Of the value of these stories as works of art others mustjudge but I shall have the satisfaction of knowing that I have at leastrendered one substantial though humble service to our literature if Ihave portrayed correctly certain forms of American life and mannersBROOKLYN March 1873CONTENTSPREFACEWORDS BEFOREHAND       CHAPTER I  The Autocrat of the StageCoach      CHAPTER II  The Sod Tavern     CHAPTER III  Land and Love      CHAPTER IV  Albert and Katy       CHAPTER V  Corner Lots      CHAPTER VI  Little Katys Lover     CHAPTER VII  Catching and Getting Caught    CHAPTER VIII  Isabel Marlay      CHAPTER IX  Lovers and Lovers       CHAPTER X  Plausaby Esq takes a Fatherly Interest      CHAPTER XI  About Several Things     CHAPTER XII  An Adventure    CHAPTER XIII  A Shelter     CHAPTER XIV  The Inhabitant      CHAPTER XV  An Episode     CHAPTER XVI  The Return    CHAPTER XVII  Sawney and his Old Love   CHAPTER XVIII  A Collision     CHAPTER XIX  Standing Guard in Vain      CHAPTER XX  Sawney and Westcott     CHAPTER XXI  Rowing    CHAPTER XXII  Sailing   CHAPTER XXIII  Sinking    CHAPTER XXIV  Dragging     CHAPTER XXV  Afterwards    CHAPTER XXVI  The Mystery   CHAPTER XXVII  The Arrest  CHAPTER XXVIII  The Tempter    CHAPTER XXIX  The Trial     CHAPTER XXX  The Penitentiary    CHAPTER XXXI  Mr Lurton   CHAPTER XXXII  A Confession  CHAPTER XXXIII  Death   CHAPTER XXXIV  Mr Lurtons Courtship    CHAPTER XXXV  Unbarred   CHAPTER XXXVI  Isabel  CHAPTER XXXVII  The LastWORDS AFTERWARDSILLUSTRATIONS BY FRANK BEARDThe Superior BeingMr Minorkey and the Fat GentlemanPlausaby sells LotsBy George He he heMrs PlausabyThe InhabitantA Pinch of SnuffMrs FerretOne Savage Blow full in the FaceWhat on Airths the MatterHis Unselfish Love found a Melancholy RecompenseThe Editor of The WindmillGit up and FollerTHE MYSTERY OF METROPOLISVILLEWORDS BEFOREHANDMetropolisville is nothing but a memory now If Jonahs gourd had notbeen a little too much used already it would serve an excellent turnjust here in the way of an apt figure of speech illustrating the growththe wilting and the withering of Metropolisville The last time I sawthe place the grass grew green where once stood the City Hall thecornstalks waved their banners on the very site of the old storeI askpardon the Emporiumof Jackson Jones  Co and what had been thesquare staring white courthousenot a Temple but a Barn ofJusticehad long since fallen to base uses The walls which had echoedwith forensic grandiloquence were now forced to hear only the bleating ofsilly sheep The church the schoolhouse and the City Hotel had beenmoved away bodily The village grew as hundreds of other frontiervillages had grown in the flush times it died as so many others diedof the financial crash which was the inevitable sequel and retributionof speculative madness Its history resembles the history of otherWestern towns of the sort so strongly that I should not take the troubleto write about it nor ask you to take the trouble to read about it ifthe history of the town did not involve also the history of certain humanlivesof a tragedy that touched deeply more than one soul And what ishistory worth but for its human interest The history of Athens is not ofvalue on account of its temples and statues but on account of its menand women And though the Main street of Metropolisville is now acountry road where the dogfennel blooms almost undisturbed by comers andgoers though the plowshare remorselessly turns over the earth in placeswhere corner lots were once sold for a hundred dollars the front footand though the,13
+Produced by Jonathan Ingram Jonathan Ingram Charles M Bidwell andthe Online Distributed Proofreading TeamBEGGARS BUSHA COMEDYPersons Represented in the PlayWolfort _an usurper of the Earldom of_ FlandersGerrard _falsely called_ Clause _King of the Beggars Father in Law to_FlorezHubert _an honest Lord a friend to_ GerrardFlorez _falsely called_ Goswin _a rich Merchant of_ BrugesHempskirke _a Captain under_ WolfordHerman _a Courtier_ _inhabitants of__A_ Merchant        FlandersVandunke _a drunken Merchant friend to_ Gerrard _falsely called Fatherto_ BerthaVanlock _and_ 4 Merchants _of_ BrugesHiggen  Prigg   _Three Knavish Beggars_Snapp   Ferret  _Two Gentlemen disguised under thoseGinkes   names of_ Gerrards _party_ClownBooresServantsGuard_A_ Sailor_WOMEN_Jaculin _Daughter to_ Gerrard _beloved of_ HubertBertha _called_ Gertrude _Daughter to the Duke of_ Brabant _Mistress to_FlorezMargaret _Wife to_ VandunkeMrs Frances _a frow Daughter to_ Vanlock_The Scene_ Flanders_ACTUS PRIMUS SCENA PRIMA__Enter a_ Merchant _and_ Herman_Mer_  Is he then taken_Her_ And brought back even now Sir_Mer_ He was not in disgrace_Her_ No man more lovdNor more deservd it being the only manThat durst be honest in this Court_Mer_ IndeedWe have heard abroad Sir that the State hath sufferedA great change since the Countesses death_Her_ It hath Sir_Mer_ My five years absence hath kept me a strangerSo much to all the occurents of my CountryAs you shall bind me for some short relationTo make me understand the present times_Her_ I must begin then with a War was madeAnd seven years with all cruelty continuedUpon our _Flanders_ by the Duke of _Brabant_The cause grew thus during our Earls minority_Wolfort_ who now usurps was employed thitherTo treat about a match between our EarlAnd the Daughter and Heir of _Brabant_ during which treatyThe _Brabander_ pretends this Daughter wasStoln from his Court by practice of our StateThough we are all confirmd twas a sought quarrelTo lay an unjust gripe upon this EarldomIt being here believd the Duke of _Brabant_Had no such loss This War upont proclaimedOur Earl being then a Child although his FatherGood _Gerrard_ livd yet in respect he wasChosen by the Countesses favour for her HusbandAnd but a Gentleman and _Florez_ holdingHis right unto this Country from his MotherThe State thought fit in this defensive War_Wolfort_ being then the only man of markTo make him General_Mer_ Which place we have heardHe did discharge with honour_Her_ I so longAnd with so blest successes that the _Brabander_Was forct his treasures wasted and the choiceOf his best men of Armes tyrd or cut offTo leave the field and sound a base retreatBack to his Country but so broken bothIn mind and means ere to make head againThat hitherto he sits down by his lossNot daring or for honour or revengeAgain to tempt his fortune But this VictoryMore broke our State and made a deeper hurtIn _Flanders_ than the greatest overthrowShe ever receivd For _Wolfort_ now beholdingHimself and actions in the flattering glassOf selfdeservings and that cherisht byThe strong assurance of his power for thenAll Captains of the Army were his creaturesThe common Souldier too at his devotionMade so by full indulgence to their rapinesAnd secret bounties this strength too well knownAnd what it could effect soon put in practiceAs furtherd by the Childhood of the EarlAnd their improvidence that might have pierctThe heart of his designs gave him occasionTo seize the whole and in that plight you find it_Mer_ Sir I receive the knowledge of thus muchAs a choice favour from you_Her_ Only I must add_Bruges_ holds out_Mer_ Whither Sir I am goingFor there last night I had a ship put inAnd my Horse waits me            _Exit__Her_ I wish you a good journey_Enter_ Wolfort Hubert_Wol_ What _Hubert_ stealing from me who disarmd himIt was more than I commanded take your swordI am best guarded with it in your handI have seen you use it nobly_Hub_ And will turn itOn my own bosom ere it shall be drawnUnworthily or rudely_Wol_ Would you leave meWithout a farewel _Hubert_ flie a friendUnwearied in his study to advance youWhat have I ere possessd which was not yoursOr either did not court you to command itWho ever yet arrivd to any graceReward or trust from me but his approachesWere by your fair reports of him preferdAnd what is more I made my self your ServantIn making you the Master of those secretsWhich not the rack of Conscience could draw from meNor I when I askt mercy trust my prayers withYet after these assurances of loveThese tyes and bonds of friendship to forsake meForsake me as an enemy come you mustGive me a reason_Hub_ Sir and so I willIf I may dot in private and you hear it_Wol_ All leave the room you have your will sit downAnd use the liberty of our first friendship_Hub_ Friendship when you provd Traitor first that vanishdNor do I owe you any thought but hateI know my flight hath forfeited my headAnd so I may make you first understandWhat a strange monster you have made your selfI welcome it_Wol_ To me this is strange language_Hub_ To you why what are you_Wol_ Your Prince and MasterThe Earl of _Flanders_Hub By a proper titleRaisd to it by cunning circumvention forceBlood and proscriptions_Wol_ And in all this wisdomHad I not reason when by _Gerrards_ plotsI should have first been calld to a strict accomptHow and which way I had consumd that massOf money as they term it in the WarWho underhand had by his MinistersDetracted my great action made my faithAnd loyalty suspected in which failingHe sought my life by practice_Hub_ With what foreheadDo you speak this to me who as I knowtMust and will say tis false_Wol_ My Guard there_Hub_ Sir you bad me sit and promisd you would hearWhich I now say you shall not a sound moreFor I that am contemner of mine ownAm Master of your life then heres a SwordBetween you and all aids Sir though you blindThe credulous beast the multitude you pass notThese gross untruths on me_Wol_ How gross untruths_Hub_ I and it is,14
+Produced by David Newman and PG Distributed Proofreaders Producedfrom images provided by the Million Book ProjectFATHER PAYNEBy Arthur Christopher Benson1915PREFACEOften as I have thought of my old friend Father Payne as weaffectionately called him I had somehow never intended to write about himor if I did it was like as a dream when one awaketh a vision thatmelted away at the touch of common life Yet I always felt that his was oneof those rich personalities well worth depicting if the attitude andgesture with which he faced the world could be caught and fixed Thedifficulty was that he was a man of ideas rather than of performancesuggestive rather than active and the whole history of his experiment withlife was evasive and even to ordinary views fantasticBesides my own life has been a busy one full of hard ordinary work itwas not until the war gave me like many craftsmen a most reluctant andunwelcome space of leisure that I ever had the opportunity of consideringthe possibility of writing this book I am too old to be a combatant andtoo much of a specialist in literature to transmute my activities I latelyfound myself with my professional occupations suddenly suspended andmoreover like many men who have followed a wholly peaceful professionplunged in a dark bewilderment as to the onset of the forces governing thesocial life of Europe In the sad inactivity which followed I set to workto look through my old papers for the sake of distraction and employmentand found much material almost ready for use careful notes ofconversations personal reminiscences jottings of characteristic toucheswhich seemed as if they could be easily shaped Moreover the past suddenlyrevived and became eloquent and vivid I found in the beautiful memoriesof those glowing days that I spent with Father Payneit was only threeyearssome consolation and encouragement in my distressThis little volume is the result I am well aware that the busy years whichhave intervened have taken the edge off some of my recollections while thelapse of time has possibly touched others with a sunset glow That canhardly be avoided and I am not sure that I wish to avoid itI am not here concerned with either criticising or endorsing Father Paynesviews I see both inconsistencies and fallacies in them I even detectprejudices and misinterpretations of which I was not conscious at the timeI have no wish to idealise my subject unduly but it is clear to me and Ihope I have made it clear to others that Father Payne was a man who had avery definite theory of life and faith and who at all events livedsincerely and even passionately in the light of his beliefs Moreover whenhe came to put them to the supreme test the test of death they did notdesert or betray him he passed on his way rejoicingHe used I remember to warn us against attempting too close an analysis ofcharacter He used to say that the consciousness of a man the intuitiveinstinct which impelled him his _attack_ upon experience was a thingalmost independent both of his circumstances and of his reason He used totake his parable from the weaving of a tapestry and say that a box full ofthread and a loom made up a very small part of the process It was theinventive instinct of the craftsman the faculty of designing that wasallimportantHe himself was a man of large designs but he lacked perhaps the practicalgift of embodiment I looked upon him as a man of high poetical powerswith a great range of hopes and visions but without the technicalaccomplishment which lends these their final coherence He was fully awareof this himself but he neither regretted it nor disguised it The truthwas that his interest in existence was so intense that he lacked the powerof selflimitation needed for an artistic success What however he gaveto all who came in touch with him was a strong sense of the richness andgreatness of life and all its issues He taught us to approach it with nopreconceived theories no fears no preferences He had a great mistrust ofconventional interpretation and traditional explanations At the same timehe abhorred controversy and wrangling He had no wish to expunge the idealsof others so long as they were sincerely formed rather than meeklyreceived Though I have come myself to somewhat different conclusions heat least taught me to draw my own inferences from my own experienceswithout either deferring to or despising the conclusions of othersThe charm of his personality lay in his independence his sympathy hiseager freshness of view his purity of motive his perfect simplicity andit is all this which I have attempted to depict rather than to trace histheories or to present a philosophy which was always concrete rather thanabstract and passionate rather than deliberate To use a homely proverbFather Payne was a man who filled his chairOf one thing I feel sure and that is that wherever Father Payne is andwhatever he may be doingfor I have as absolute a conviction of thecontinued existence of his fine spirit as I have of the present existenceof my ownhe will value my attempt to depict him as he was I remember histelling me a story of Dr Johnson how in the course of his last illnesswhen he could not open his letters he asked Boswell to read them for himBoswell opened a letter from some person in the North of England of acomplimentary kind and thinking it would fatigue Dr Johnson to have itread aloud merely observed that it was highly in his praise Dr Johnsonat once desired it to be read to him and said with great earnestness_The applause of a single human being is of great consequence_Father Payne added that it was one of Johnsons finest sayings and had notouch of vanity or selfsatisfaction in it but the vital stuff ofhumanity That I believe to be profoundly true and that is the spirit inwhich I have set all this down_September_ 30 1915CONTENTSI       FATHER PAYNEII,28
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mir zu LeideEs war nur Spiel war nur zum ScherzDass ich mich damit schmückteUnd wie ein Stich ging mirs durchs HerzAls deine Hand die Blumen schnellVom Busen riss und auf der StellZerpflückte zerpflückteWas gabst du mir die Blumen nichtMir dem die Jugend schwindetUnd der auf deinem AngesichtIhr letztes Glück noch findetMir wars als so umsonst ich warbUm diese FrühlingsspendenAls ob nun mit den Blumen starbAuch meiner Jugend goldner TagUnd seine letzte Blüte lagZerpflückt von deinen HändenLiebesgestammelEs ist alles nicht auszusagenWas ich um dich gelittenDu musst meine schlaflosen Nächte fragenDa ich mit Beten um dich gestrittenMit Wünschen und Sehnen und Hoffen vielTrieb ein thörichtes LiebesspielUnd wenn ich dann an deiner SeiteWunderseliges tief gespürtUnd wie auf seinem TeppichgebreiteDes Moslems Stirn die Erde berührtVor dir anbetend die Seele geneigtDie sich so gern in Stolz versteigtDa ist mir so recht in Wonnen und BangenDas Wesen der Liebe aufgegangenSo willenlos keusch himmelsreinIn eine Seele versunken seinHoldeste ZweieinigkeitOhne SinnenwiderstreitAber getrennt ging ich umherEine einsame Seele die keiner verstehtSie bangt um ihren Himmel sehrUnd weiß nicht wo die Straße gehtSchlägt in rastlosem SehnsuchtsspielTausend Brücken nach ihrem ZielÜber die mit zitternden KnienAll ihre weinenden Wünsche ziehnIch bin deinO wärst du meinHülfe mir Beten hülfe mir BittenAber ich will mich des Hoffens entschlagenEs ist alles nicht auszusagenWas ich so lange um dich gelittenWaldgangHeut bin ich durch den fremden Wald gegangenAbseits von Dorf und Feld und ErntemühenDen ganzen Tag trug ich ein HerzverlangenNach diesem Gang Nun stahl das erste GlühenDes Abends heimlich sich ins DämmerreichDes Buchenschlages und das Laub entbrannteIn einem roten Gold ringsum und gleichGlühwürmchen lags auf Moos und Kraut Ich kannteNicht Weg und Steg und ließ dem Fuß den WillenDer ziellos ging indes die Augen schweifenHier stand ich still und sah erschreckt vom schrillenRaubvogelruf den Weih die Wipfel streifenDort lockte mich die schwarze BrombeerfruchtEin Schneckenpaar das einen Pilz bestiegUnd eines späten Falters scheue FluchtUnd um mich war das Schweigen das nicht schwiegDas Laute spann spinnwebenfeine LauteWomit es sich dem alten Wald vertrauteUnd als ich stand und so der Stille lauschteGanz hingegeben ihrem Raunen lenkteEin Buntspecht der durchs niedere Laubdach rauschteMeine Auge nach sich und nun es sich senkteSah ich zwei Herzen in des Bäumchens RindeVerschränkte Herzen heut erst eingeschnittenEs tropfte noch das Blut der jungen LindeDie fremder Liebe willen Schmerz gelittenUnd als ich weiter schritt gab mir zur SeiteEin junges Angesicht traumhaft GeleiteUnd Zwiesprach hielt ich mit dem WeggesellenVon kranken Nächten und vergrämten TagenUnd ließ das rote Blut der Liebe quellenUnd alle Wunden meines Herzens klagenUnd Tempelstille heiligte den WaldNur meiner Seele große Qual ward lautDer holde Schatten ward zur LichtgestaltUnd ihr zu Füßen sank ich in das KrautUnd flüsterte Geliebte StammelteGeliebte Liebstes Seele Hör mich anIch kann nicht mehr Die Wege die ich gehSind so voll Dornen Sieh mein Blut es kannNicht still werden                        So,3
+Produced by Jayam Subramanian and PG Distributed Proofreaders  The Expansion of the Republic Series  THE HISTORY OF PUERTO RICO  FROM THE SPANISH DISCOVERY TO THE AMERICAN OCCUPATION  BY RA VAN MIDDELDYK  EDITED BY MARTIN G BRUMBAUGH PHD LLD PROFESSOR OF PEDAGOGY  UNIVERSITY OF PENNSYLVANIA AND FIRST COMMISSIONER OF EDUCATION FOR  PUERTO RICOCOPYRIGHT 1903Illustration Columbus statue San JuanEDITORS PREFACEThe latest permanent possession of the United States is also theoldest in point of European occupation The island of Puerto Rico wasdiscovered by Columbus in 1493 It was occupied by the United StatesArmy at Guanica July 25 1898 Spain formally evacuated the islandOctober 18 1898 and military government was established untilCongress made provision for its control By act of Congress approvedApril 12 1900 the military control terminated and civil governmentwas formally instituted May 11900Puerto Rico has an interesting history Its four centuries underSpanish control is a record of unusual and remarkable events Thisrecord is unknown to the American people It has never been writtensatisfactorily in the Spanish language and not at all in the Englishlanguage The author of this volume is the first to give to the readerof English a record of Spanish rule in this pearl of the AntillesMr Van Middeldyk is the librarian of the Free Public Library of SanJuan an institution created under American civil control He has hadaccess to all data obtainable in the island and has faithfully andconscientiously woven this data into a connected narrative thusgiving the reader a view of the social and institutional life of theisland for four hundred yearsThe author has endeavored to portray salient characteristics of thelife on the island to describe the various acts of the reigninggovernment to point out the evils of colonial rule and to figure thegeneral historical and geographical conditions in a manner thatenables the reader to form a fairly accurate judgment of the past andpresent state of Puerto RicoNo attempt has been made to speculate upon the setting of this recordin the larger record of Spanish life That is a work for the futureBut enough history of Spain and in general of continental Europe isgiven to render intelligible the various and varied governmentalactivities exercised by Spain in the island There is no doubt muchomitted that future research may reveal and yet it is just to statethat the record is fairly continuous and that no salient factors inthe islands history have been overlookedThe people of Puerto Rico were loyal and submissive to their parentgovernment No record of revolts and excessive rioting is recordedThe island has been continuously profitable to Spain With evenordinarily fair administration of government the people have beenselfsupporting and in many cases have rendered substantial aid toother Spanish possessions Her native lifethe BoriquenIndiansrapidly became extinct due to the gold fever and theintermarriage of races The peon class has always been a faithfullaboring class in the coffee sugar and tobacco estates and theslave element was never large A few landowners and the professionalclasses dominate the islands life There is no middle class There isan utter absence of the legitimate fruits of democratic institutionsThe poor are in every way objects of pity and of sympathy They arethe hope of the island By education widely diffused a great unrestwill ensue and from this unrest will come the social moral andcivic uplift of the peopleThese people do not suffer from the lack of civilization They sufferfrom the kind of civilization they have endured The life of thepeople is static Her institutions and customs are so set upon themthat one is most impressed with the absence of legitimate activitiesThe people are stoically content Such at least was the condition in1898 Under the military government of the United States much was doneto prepare the way for future advance Its weakness was due to itseffectiveness It did for the people what they should learn to do forthemselves The island needed a radically new governmentalactivityan activity that would develop each citizen into aselfrespecting and selfdirecting force in the islands uplift Thishas been supplied by the institution of civil government The outlookof the people is now infinitely better than ever before The progressnow being made is permanent It is an advance made by the people forthemselves Civil government is the fundamental need of the islandUnder civil government the entire reorganization of the life of thepeople is being rapidly effected The agricultural status of theisland was never so hopeful The commercial activity is greatlyincreased The educational awakening is universal and healthyNotwithstanding the disastrous cyclone of 1898 and the confusionincident to a radical governmental reorganization the wealth percapita has increased the home life is improved and the illiteracy ofthe people is being rapidly lessenedPresident McKinley declared to the writer that it was his desire toput the conscience of the American people into the islands of thesea This has been done The result is apparent Under wise andconservative guidance by the American executive officers the peopleof Puerto Rico have turned to this Republic with a patriotism a zealan enthusiasm that is perhaps without a parallelIn 1898 under President McKinley as commanderinchief the army ofthe United States forcibly invaded this island This occupation bythe treaty of Paris became permanent Congress promptly providedcivil government for the island and in 1901 this conquered peoplealmost one million in number shared in the keen grief that attendeduniversally the untimely death of their conqueror The island on theoccasion of the martyrs death was plunged in profound sorrow and ata hundred memorial services President McKinley was mourned bythousands and he was tenderly characterized as the founder of humanliberty in Puerto RicoThe judgment of the American people relative to this island is basedupon meager data The legal processes attending its entrance into theUnion have been the occasion of much comment This comment hasinvariably lent itself to a discussion of the effect of judicialdecision upon our home institutions It has been largely a speculativeconcern In some cases it has become a political concern in thenarrowest partizan sense The effect of all this upon the people ofPuerto Rico has not been considered Their,4
+Produced by Distributed ProofreadersThe Right and Wrong Uses of the BibleByR Heber NewtonIn it _is contained_ Gods true Word_Homily on the HolyScriptures_New YorkJohn W Lovell Company14  16 Vesey StreetWorks by the Same AuthorThe Morals 1 Vol 12mo cloth gilt           100Studies of Jesus 1 vol 12mo cloth gilt       100Womanhood 1 vol 12mo cloth gilt              125The above all will be sent by mail postpaid on receipt of price byJohn W Lovell Co14 and 16 Vesey St New YorkCopyright 1883Contents  I The Unreal Bible II The Real BibleIII The Wrong Uses of the Bible IV The Wrong Uses of the Bible  V The Right Critical Use of the Bible VI The Right Historical Use of the BibleVII The Right Ethical and Spiritual Use of the Bible   The Gospel doth not so much consist _in verbis_ as _in virtute_   _John Smith_   Liberty in prophesying without prescribing authoritatively to other   mens consciences and becoming lords and masters of their faitha   necessity derived from the consideration of the difficulty of Scripture   in questions controverted and the uncertainty of any internal medium   of interpretation   _Jeremy Taylor_   To those who follow their reason in the interpretation of the   Scriptures God will either give his grace for assistance to find the   truth or His pardon if they miss it   _Lord Falkland_Rational Theology in England in the Seventeenth Century John TullochDD II 181 I398 I160PrefaceIt has been my custom for several years to give occasionally a series ofsermons having in view some systematic instruction of the peoplecommitted to my care Such a series of sermons on the Bible had been forsome time in my mind With the recurrence of BibleSunday in our Churchyear this thought crystallized in the outline of a course that shouldpresent the nature and uses of the Bible both negatively and positivelyin a manner that should be at once reverent and rational In the course ofthis parochial ministration public attention was called to it in a waythat has rendered a complete report of my words desirableThe views set forth in these sermons were not hastily reached or lightlyaccepted They represent a growth of years Their essential thought wasstated in a sermon that was preached and published eight years ago Mypositions concerning certain books etc have been taken in deference towhat seems to me the weight of judgment among the master critics They areopen to correction as the young science of Biblical criticism gains newlight The general view of the Bible herein set forth rests upon theconclusions of no new criticism In varying forms it has been that of anhistorical school of thought in the English Church and in its Americandaughter It is a view that has been recognized as a legitimate child ofthe mother Church and that has been given the freedom of our ownhomestead in the undogmatic language of the sixth of the Articles ofReligion of the Protestant Episcopal Church It is distinctly enunciatedin the first sentence of the first sermon in the Book of Homilies setforth officially for the instruction of the people in both of theseChurches   Unto a Christian man there can be nothing more necessary or profitable   than the knowledge of holy scripture forasmuch as _in it is contained   Gods true word_ setting forth his glory and also mans dutyThe whole controversy in Protestantism over the Bible may be summed intothe question whether the Bible _is_ Gods word or _contains_ Gods wordOn this question I stand with the Book of HomiliesThese sermons were meant for that large and rapidly growing body of menwho can no longer hold the traditional view of the Bible but who yetrealize that within this view there is a real and profound truth a truthwhich we all need if haply we can get it out from its archaic formwithout destroying its life and can clothe it anew in a shape that we canintelligently grasp and sincerely hold To such alone would I speak inthese pages to help them hold the substance of their fathers faithR Heber NewtonAll Souls Church _March_ 1 1883IThe Unreal Bible   The Bible and the reading of the Bible as an instrument of   instruction may be said to have been begun on the sunrise of that day   when Ezra unrolled the parchment scroll of the Law It was a new   thought that the Divine Will could be communicated by a dead literature   as well as by a living voice In the impassioned welcome with which   this thought was received lay the germs of all the good and evil which   were afterwards to be developed out of it on the one side the   possibility of appeal in each successive age to the primitive undying   document that should rectify the fluctuations of false tradition and   fleeting opinion on the other hand the temptation to pay to the   letter of the sacred book a worship as idolatrous and as profoundly   opposed to its spirit as once had been the veneration paid to the   sacred trees or the sacred stones of the consecrated groves or hills   Dean Stanley History of the Jewish Church iii 158IThe Unreal Bible   Forasmuch as many have taken in hand to draw up a narrative concerning   those matters which have been fulfilled among us even as they   delivered them unto us which from the beginning were eyewitnesses and   ministers of the word it seemed good to me also having traced the   course of all things accurately from the first to write unto thee in,33
+Produced by Michael GrayRUDIMENTAL DIVINESCIENCERUDIMENTALDIVINE SCIENCEBYMARY BAKER EDDYAUTHOR OF SCIENCE AND HEALTH WITH KEY TOTHE SCRIPTUESImage Publishing Company LogoRegisteredU S Patent OfficePublished by TheTrustees under the Will of Mary Baker G EddyBOSTON USAAuthorized Literature ofTHE FIRST CHURCH OF CHRIST SCIENTISTIn Boston Massachusetts_Copyright 1891 1908_BY MARY BAKER G EDDYCopyright renewed 1919All rights reservedPRINTED IN THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICATHIS LITTLE BOOKISTENDERLY AND RESPECTFULLY DEDICATEDTO ALLLOYAL STUDENTS WORKING AND WAITINGFOR THE ESTABLISHMENT OF THESCIENCE OF MINDHEALING                MARY BAKER EDDYCONTENTSDEFINITION OF CHRISTIAN SCIENCEPRINCIPLE OF CHRISTIAN SCIENCEPERSONALITY OF GODHEALING SICKNESS AND SININDIVIDUALITY OF GODMATERIAL AND SPIRITUAL SCIENCENONEXISTENCE OF MATTERMATERIALITY INTANGIBLEBASIS OF MINDHEALINGMATERIAL AND SPIRITUAL MANDEMONSTRATION IN HEALINGMEANS AND METHODSONLY ONE SCHOOLRUDIMENTAL DIVINESCIENCE_How would you define Christian Science_                       1AS the law of God the law of good interpreting anddemonstrating the divine Principle and rule of                  3universal harmony_What is the Principle of Christian Science_It is God the Supreme Being infinite and immortal             6Mind the Soul of man and the universe It is our Fatherwhich is in heaven  It is substance Spirit Life Truthand Love  these are the deific Principle                    9_Do you mean by this that God is a person_The word person affords a large margin for misapprehension as well as definition  In French the equivalent       12word is _personne_  In Spanish Italian and Latin it is_persona_   The Latin verb _personare_ is compounded ofthe prefix _per_ through and _sonare_ to sound             15In law Blackstone applies the word _personal_ to _bodilypresence_ in distinction from ones appearance in courtfor example by deputy or proxy                                18Other definitions of _person_ as give by Webster are          1a living soul a selfconscious being a moral agentespecially a living human being a corporeal man woman       3or child an individual of the human race He addsthat among Trinitarian Christians the word stands for oneof the three subjects or agents constituting the Godhead     6In Christian Science we learn that God is definitely individual and not a _person_ as that word is used by the bestauthorities if our lexicographers are right in defining        9_person_ as especially a finite _human being_ but God ispersonal if by _person_ is meant infinite SpiritWe do not conceive rightly of God if we think of Him           12as less than infinite  The human person is finite andtherefore I prefer to retain the proper sense of Diety byusing the phrase _an individual_ God rather than _a per        15sonal_ God for there is and can be but on infinite individual spirit who mortals have named GodScience defines the individuality of God as supreme             18good Life Truth Love  This term enlarges our senseof Diety takes away the trammels assigned to God byfinite though and introduces us to higher definitions         21_Is healing the sick the whole of Science_Healing physical sickness is the smallest part of Christian Science  It is only the buglecall to thought and         24action in the higher range of infinite goodness  Theemphatic purpose of Christian Science is the healing ofsin and this task sometimes may be harder than the           27cure of disease because while mortals love to sin they       1do not love to be sick  Hence their comparative acquiescence in your endeavors to heal them of bodily ills and      3their obstinate resistance to all efforts to save them fromsin through Christ spiritual Truth and Love whichredeem them and become their Saviour through the              6flesh from the flesh  the material world and evilThis Life Truth and Love  this trinity of good  wasindividualized to the perception of mortal sense in the       9man Jesus  His history is emphatic in our hearts and itlives more because of his spiritual than his physical healingHis example is to Christian Scientists what the models        12of the masters in music and painting are to artistsGenuine Christian Scientists will no more deviate morally from that divine digest of Science called the Sermon       15on the Mount than they will manipulate invalids prescribedrugs or deny God  Jesus healing was spiritual in itsnature method and design  He wrought the cure of             18disease through the divine Mind which gives all truevolition impulse and action and destroys the mentalerror made manifest physically and establishes the oppo       21site manifestation of Truth upon the body in harmonyand health_By the individuality of God do you mean that God has_          24_a finite form_No  I mean the infinite and divine Principle of,21
+Produced by David Starner Jonathan Chaney and the Online DistributedProofreading TeamThe Jewish ManualORPractical Information in Jewish And Modern CookeryWith a Collection of Valuable Recipes  Hints Relating to theToiletteEdited by a LadyLONDON 1846EDITORS PREFACEAmong the numerous works on Culinary Science already in circulationthere have been none which afford the slightest insight to the Cookeryof the Hebrew kitchenReplete as many of these are with information on various importantpoints they are completely valueless to the Jewish housekeeper notonly on account of prohibited articles and combinations being assumedto be necessary ingredients of nearly every dish but from the entireabsence of all the receipts peculiar to the Jewish peopleThis deficiency which has been so frequently the cause ofinconvenience and complaint we have endeavoured in the present littlevolume to supply And in taking upon ourselves the responsibility ofintroducing it to the notice of our readers we have been actuatedby the hope that it will prove of some practical utility to those forwhose benefit it is more particularly designedIt has been our earnest desire to simplify as much as possible thedirections given regarding the rudiments of the art and to render thereceipts which follow clear easy and concise Our collection willbe found to contain all the best receipts hitherto bequeathed onlyby memory or manuscript from one generation to another of the Jewishnation as well as those which come under the denomination of plainEnglish dishes and also such French ones as are now in general use atall refined modern tablesA careful attention has been paid to accuracy and economy in theproportions named and the receipts may be perfectly depended upon aswe have had the chief part of them tested in our own kitchen and underour own _surveillance_All difficult and expensive modes of cookery have been purposelyomitted as more properly belonging to the province of theconfectioner and foreign to the intention of this little work theobject of which is to guide the young Jewish housekeeper in theluxury and economy of The Table on which so much of the pleasure ofsocial intercourse dependsThe various acquirements which in the present day are deemedessential to female education rarely leave much time or inclinationfor the humble study of household affairs and it not unfrequentlyhappens that the mistress of a family understands little moreconcerning the dinner table over which she presides than the gracefularrangement of the flowers which adorn it thus she is incompetent todirect her servant upon whose inferior judgment and taste she isobliged to depend She is continually subjected to impositions fromher ignorance of what is required for the dishes she selects while alavish extravagance or parsimonious monotony betrays her utterinexperience in all the minute yet indispensible details of eleganthospitalityHowever there are happily so many highly accomplished andintellectual women whose example proves the compatability of unitingthe cultivation of talents with domestic pursuits that it would besuperfluous and presumptuous were we here to urge the propriety andimportance of acquiring habits of usefulness and household knowledgefurther than to observe that it is the unfailing attribute of asuperior mind to turn its attention occasionally to the lesser objectsof life aware how greatly they contribute to its harmony and itshappinessThe _Cuisine_ of a woman of refinement like her dress or herfurniture is distinguished not for its costliness and profusion butfor a pervading air of graceful originality She is quite sensibleof the regard due to the reigning fashion of the day but her owntasteful discrimination is always perceptible She instinctivelyavoids every thing that is hackneyed vulgar and common placeand uniformly succeeds in pleasing by the judicious novelties sheintroducesWe hope therefore that this unpretending little work may not provewholly unacceptable even to those ladies who are not of the Hebrewpersuasion as it will serve as a sequel to the books on cookerypreviously in their possession and be the medium of presenting themwith numerous receipts for rare and exquisite compositions which ifuncommemorated by the genius of Vatel Ude or Careme are deliciousenough not only to gratify the lovers of good cheer generally but tomerit the unqualified approbation of the most fastidious epicuresWe ought perhaps to apologize for the apparent incongruity ofconnecting the Toilet with the Kitchen but the receipts andsuggestions comprised in the Second Part of the work before uswill not we trust be considered misplaced in a volume addressedexclusively to the ladiesMany of the receipts are for articles in common use but which withproper directions are prepared with greater economy and in a superiormanner at home the others are all original receipts many of themextremely ancient and given to us by a person who can vouch for theirefficacy from personal experience and observationWe must now conclude our preliminary remarks but cannot take leave ofour patient readers without availing ourselves of the opportunity oureditorial capacity affords to express our hope that with all itsfaults and deficiencies The Jewish Manual may prove to them a usefulassistant and be fortunate enough to meet with their lenient kindand favourable considerationCONTENTS                                   PART IINTRODUCTIONMISCELLANEOUS OBSERVATIONS FOR THE USE OF THE COOK                                   CHAPTER I SOUPSCHAPTER II SAUCES AND FORCEMEATCHAPTER III FISHCHAPTER IV MEATS AND POULTRY COOKED IN VARIOUS WAYSCHAPTER V VEGETABLES OMELETTES FONDEAUX CROQUETTES RISOLES CCHAPTER VI PASTRYCHAPTER VII SWEET DISHES PUDDINGS JELLIES CREAMS CHARLOTTESSOUFLES GATEAUX TRIFLES CUSTARDS CAKES CCHAPTER VIII PRESERVES AND BOTTLINGCHAPTER IX PICKLINGCHAPTER X RECEIPTS FOR INVALIDSAPPENDIXTHE TOILETTE                                   CHAPTER I THE COMPLEXION c cCHAPTER II THE HAIRCHAPTER III THE TEETHCHAPTER IV THE HANDS AND NAILSCHAPTER V DRESSCHAPTER VI EFFECTS OF DIET ON THE COMPLEXIONCHAPTER VII INFLUENCE OF THE MIND,9
+Produced by Steven desJardins and Distributed ProofreadersIllustration THE TRAIL OF THE TRAMPby ANo 1THE FAMOUS TRAMP WHO TRAVELED 500000 MILES FOR 761Illustration Portrait of ANo 1THE TRAIL OF THE TRAMPBY ANo 1THE FAMOUS TRAMPWRITTEN BY HIMSELF FROM ACTUAL EXPERIENCESOF HIS OWN LIFEIllustrated by JOSEPH EARL SHROCKEIGHTH EDITIONPRICE 25 CENTSTHEANo 1TRADE MARKPUBLISHING COMPANYERIE PENNAUSA    Where to Obtain Our Books    _To The Public_    You may purchase our books of any news agent aboard every passenger    train in the United States Canada England and Australia carrying    a news butcher At depot and other news stands and all uptodate    news and book stores If residing far in the country your store    keeper always willing to handsomely add to his income may get our    titles for you by requesting us to furnish him the address of the    nearest jobber    _To The Dealer_    The American News Company and all its branches throughout the United    States and Canada and all other reliable jobbers from Halifax to    San Diego and from Dawson City to Key West _always_ carry a complete    line of our books in stock    Dealers should furnish a fair display to our books and explain to    customers that their text is not only good reading but also that the    stories are based on actual experiences of the author who wasted    thirty years on the Road    Do not bury the ANo 1 Books on shelves or in train boxes but    give them a chance to prove their great selling merit One copy sold    is sure to bring a sale of the complete set to the reader so    entertaining are the stories which cover every interesting phase of    tramp life    Yours respectfully  The ANo 1 Publishing Company    _Erie Pa USA_An IntroductoryCHAPTER IThe HarvesterIt is my turn tonight to relate for your entertainment a story of mypast and I shall repeat to you the most pathetic happening that I haveever experienced in all my life I have never been able to eradicate itsdetails from my memory as I witnessed its beginning with my own eyesand its ending many years later was told to me by one of the principalparticipantsI shall not repeat to you one of the same old timeworn tales of howslick hoboes beat trains nor fabled romance concerning harmlesswanderlusters nor jokes at the expense of the poor but honest man insearch of legitimate employment but I shall relate to you a rarelystrange story that will stir your hearts to their innermost depths andwill cause you to shudder at the villainy of certain human beings wholike vultures seeking carrion hunt for other peoples sons with theintention of turning them into tramps beggars drunkards andcriminalsinto despised outcastsThe man who spoke was a typical oldtime harvester who was knownamongst his acquaintances as Canada Joe and the men for whoseentertainment he offered to tell this story had like himself workedfrom dawn until nearly dark in the blazing sun and the choking dust ofthe harvest field gathering the bounteous wheat crop of one of SouthDakotas Bonanza farms and who now that their days toil had beenaccomplished and their suppers partaken of were lounging upon thevelvety lawn in front of the ranch foremans residence and while thesilvery stars were peacefully twinkling in the heavens overhead theywere repeating stories of their checkered lives which only too oftenbrought back memories of those longago days before they too had joinedthe flotsam of that class of the underworld who too proud to degradethemselves to the level of outright vagrancy while yet there was achance to exchange long and weary hours of the hardest kind of labor forthe right to earn an honorable existence were nevertheless included bycritical society in that large clan of homeless driftersThe TrampsIllustration This evening it was Canada Joes turn to tell a story                                   And this evening it was for Canada Joe to tell a storyIllustration a farm sceneCHAPTER IIThe SamaritansMany years have passed since the day that Peoria Red and I were caughtout of doors and entirely unprepared to face one of the worst blizzardsthat ever swept down from the Arctic regions across the shelterlessplains of the DakotasWe had been hoboing a ride upon a freight train and had been fired offby its crew at a lone siding about fifty miles east of Minot NorthDakota In those early days trains were few and the chances that one ofthem would stop at this lone siding were so small that we decided towalk to the nearest water tank which in those days of small engineswere never more than twenty miles apart and there catch another rideIt was a clear winter morning and the suns rays were vacillating uponthe snow that like a gigantic bedspread covered the landscape andwhich made walking upon the hidden and uneven track a most wearisometask the more so as neither of us had tasted a mouthful of food sincethe preceding days dinner hour While we were debating and wonderinghow and where we would rake up a meal amongst the few and widelyscattered ranches the wind veered to the north and commenced to blowwith ever increasing force Soon heavy gray clouds followed in itswake and quickly overcast the sky and by two oclock in the afternoonthe rapidly growing fury of the wind commenced to drive sharp pointedparticles of snow before it which as the storm increased to cyclonicproportions changed to masses of rotating darts which cut into theexposed portions of our illyclad,17
+Produced by Sami Sieranoja and Tapio RiikonenKALEVALAN AVAINElias Lönnrotin muistolleKirjoittanutPEKKA ERVAST1916SISÄLLYSALKUSANAI    KALEVALA PYHÄNÄ KIRJANA1    Mitä Kalevala on2    Kalevala pyhänä kirjana3    Kalevalan avainII   KALEVALAN MYSTERIOTIETOA4    Eikö muinaissuomalaisten uskonto ollut animismia5    Ihmisiä vaiko jumalia6    Pyhä kolminaisuus7    Neitseestä syntynyt8    Luomistyö9    Pelastustyö10   Lemminkäisvoimat11   LemminkäinenKristus12   Ilmarisvoimat13   Ilmarinen tuli ja rauta14   Ilmarinen ja Sampo15   Jälleensyntyminen16   Tuonelan tuvilla17   Väinämöisen soittoIII  KALEVALAN SISÄISTÄ SIVEYSOPPIA18   Tiedon tie19   Joukahainen20   Aino21   Lemminkäinen22   Ilmarinen23   Ansiotyöt24   Tuonelan joutsen25   Pohjolan häät26   Kultainen neito27   Pohjan neidon nuorempi sisar28   Hengen miekka29   Venematka30   Kanteleen soitto31   Sammon ryöstö32   Viimeiset epäilykset33   Viimeinen taisteluIV   KALEVALAN MAGIAA34   Mitä magialla tässä tarkoitamme35   Ennen ja nyt kaksi ihmistyyppiä36   Atlantalaista magiaa Kalevalassa37   Aikojen vaihteessa38   Väinämöinen ja Aino39   Marjatta40   Marjatan poika Ja VäinämöinenV    VÄINÄMÖISEN PALUU41   Väinämöinen ja Suomen kansaALAVIITTEETALKUSANATämä kirja puolustaa ja kunnioittaa kaikkea sitä Kalevalassa jotanykyaikainen sivistyksemme enimmäkseen pitää tuulesta temmattuna sensatuja sen ihmeitä sen liiotteluja sen luonnottomuuksia ja lukijahavaitsee ensi riviltä että kirjan tekijä on tosissaanTuntien oman vähäpätöisyytensä niiden oppineiden rinnalla jotka ovatKalevalaa tutkineet ja selittäneet ei tekijä tähän työhön olisiuskaltanut ryhtyä ellei hänellä olisi vakaumus ja näkemys siitä ettäKalevalan todellinen sisältö sittenkin on jäänyt oppineilta huomaamattaTällä sanallaan hän ei suinkaan väitä että hänen oma tietonsa Kalevalantodellisesta sisällöstä olisi tyhjentävä tai erehtymätön hänenkäsityksensä on epäilemättä sekä vaillinainen että korjauksia kaipaavamutta oikein ymmärrettynä se avaa uusia uria vastaiselle tutkimukselleJa koska tekijä ei tunnepaitsi HP Blavatskyn viittauksiaSalaisessa Opissa ja eräässä aikakauskirjaartikkelissa Kalevalasuomalaisten kansalliseepos joka on suomeksi julkaistu Tietäjässä1909muita tämänlaatuisia kokeita kuin Martti Humun M Ramstedtinbroshyyrin Kalevalan sisäinen perintö joka oli ylimalkaista jajohdannollista laatua Herman Hellnerin kirjotuksen Kalevala ettteosofiskt diktvärk joka on painettu Teosofisk Tidskriftissä 1904 jaRudolf Steinerin Helsingissä huhtikuun 9 pnä 1912 pitämän esitelmänDas Wesen nationaler Epen mit speziellem Hinweis auf Kalevalapainettu manuskriptina samana vuonna rohkenee hän toivoa että tätähänen tutkielmaansa otettaisiin vastaan edes johonkin määrin silläanteeksi antavalla suopeudella jota yleensä ensimäiselle yrityksellesuodaan Jos kohtalo myöntää toivoo tekijä saavansa tulevissatutkimuksissa laajemmin ja seikkaperäisemmin syventyä moniin suomalaistasalatiedettä koskeviin aineihin joita hän tässä on vain alustavastikosketellutSillä kuten Kalevala sanoo    Ei sanat salahan joua    Eikä luottehet lovehen    Mahti ei joua maan rakohon    Vaikka mahtajat menevätSammatissa elokuulla 1916 TekijäIKALEVALA PYHÄNÄ KIRJANAIlman seitsenhaaraisen symbologian apua ei mitään vanhaa pyhää kirjaavoida oikein ymmärtää Symbologia on tutkittava jokaiselta puoleltaansillä jokaisella kansalla oli omintakeinen ilmaisutapansaHP Blavatsky1MITÄ KALEVALA ONKysymykseen mitä Kalevala on tulemme tässä kirjassa vastaamaantavalla joka luultavasti on outo ja uusi useimmille lukijoille Tulemmeheti esittämään Kalevalasta sen synnystä ja sisäisestä arvostamielipiteen joka hämmästyttää sekä oppinutta että oppimatonta lukijaaTulemme sitten kirjassamme pitkin matkaa selvittämään ja puolustamaanmielipidettämme ja jätämme hyväntahtoisen lukijan arvosteltavaksionnistuuko meidän vakuuttaa häntä sen oikeudesta vai jääkö hän yhäihmettelemään ja kukaties paheksumaan ylen outoa kantaammeEnnenkuin annamme oman vastauksemme kysymykseen mitä Kalevala ontahdomme parilla sanalla muistuttaa lukijan mieleen mitä meillä yleensäon Kalevalasta arveltu ja mikä tieteellisten tutkijain kantakysymyksessä onKalevalan suuri esilleuneksija Elias Lönnrot uskoi että Kalevalassakuvastui esiisäimme muinainen permalainen sivistys Sen runoista astuielävänä esiin kuva Suomen kansan menneisyydestä tämän kansan uskonnostaja elämistavoista sen pyrkimyksistä ihanteista ja sankareistaLönnrotin usko tarttui toisiin Kalevalaa alettiin pitää lähteenä Suomenkansan muinaisuuden tutkimiselle sekä kotona että ulkomailla Kalevalanmukana levisi ympäri sivistyneen maailman Suomen kansasta maine jakaikkialla alettiin huomata että tuolla kaukana Pohjolassa asuu pienikorpikansa joka on luonut eepoksen jommoisia on harvoja maailmassaMikä runollinen kansa kulki kuiskeena yli maiden ja mantereittenmikä menneisyys sillä on takanaan Missä onkaan sen historia Sankarienja tietäjäin kansaTämä valtava innostus herätti Suomen kansan vuosisataisesta unestaanSuomalaiset tunsivat itsensä yhtenäiseksi kansaksi koska heillä oliyhteinen menneisyys ja tuon yhteisen menneisyyden mahtava muistomerkkiKuinka luonnollista että tätä ensimäistä uskonnollisrunollistaheräymystä seurasi toinen Snellmanin valtiolliskielellinen Suomenkansa oppi itsensä tuntemaan ja tiesi paikkansa maailman näyttämölläAleksanteri Isen profetalliset sanat olivat toteutuneet Suomen kansaoli noussut kansakuntien joukkoonNyt elämme toisessa ajassa Innostus on laimennut Kalevala ei ole enäämitä se oli ennen Kyllä sitä pidetään kansallisena eepoksena ja kylläsitä kouluissa luetaan mutta tieteellisellä taholla se on kadottanutpätevyytensä historiallisena lähdekirjana Kalevalassa ei kuvastukaanvanha permalainen sivistys Lönnrotin usko oli Suomen suuren Eliaanunelmaa vainKalevalassa ei kerrota mistään kadonneesta kultaajasta Kalevala onrunokokoelma Se kertoo kansamme onnen haaveista siitä kesämaasta jokaeli kansamme mielikuvituksessa Se todistaa vain mikä voimakas mikäkuolematon laulunhenki aina on ollut Suomen kansalle ominainenTätä nykyistä kantaansa tieteelliset tutkijamme perustelevat sillä ettäKalevala kuten sanottu on runokokoelma ei yhtenäinen eepos jokasemmoisena olisi säilynyt kansan muistissa Kansa on lukuisissatoisinnoissa eri paikoissa eri aikoina laulanut VäinämöisestäIlmarisesta Lemminkäisestä ja niiden urotöistä toinen laulaja ontoisesta asiasta kertonut toinen toisesta Elias Lönnrot kokoili jakeräili näitä runolauluja hän oli ensimäinen joka väsymättömälläinnolla ja uskolla samoili Karjalan laulumaita sai sanan sieltä toisentäältä sommitteli kuulemansa yhteen ja rakensi runoista kokonaisuudenMitä ennen häntä Porthan Lencqvist Ganander Becker Topelius vanhempiym olivat tehneet oli ollut enimmäkseen hajanaista valmistustyötäMutta Lönnrotin jälkeen on tehty uusia keräilymatkoja ja tieteellisestitarkattu Lönnrotin käsikirjotuksia ja muistiinpanoja ja päästy siihenlopulliseen selvyyteen ja varmuuteen mikä nyt on vallallaKalevalatutkimuksessa Lönnrot oli itse viimeinen suuri runojenlaulaja Hän oli niin kalevalaisen hengen läpäisemä että hän kykenisiihen mihin ei kukaan ennen häntä ollut kyennyt luomaan milteiyhtenäisen eepoksen hajanaisista runokatkelmista Hän uppoutui Suomenkansan henkeen itsensä unohtaen siinä määrin että hänEino Leinonsanoillaoli silloisen Suomen itsetietoon tullut kansallishenki1Kalevala oli sentähden hänen työtänsä vaikkei hän ollut runojen tekijäTarkempi tutkimus on myös paljastanut että Kalevalan runot eivät oleyhtä vanhoja eivät samalta alkuajalta Toiset ovat pakanallisia toisetkristityltä ajalta viimeinen50s runoesim on varmastikristillinen Näin ollen on mahdotonta pitää Kalevalaa kaukaisenmenneisyyden historiallisena muistomerkkinä Tietysti siinä näkyypiirteitä Suomen kansan elämästä ja ennen kaikkea selviä piirteitäkansan uskonnollisesta eli paremmin sanoen taikauskoisrunollisestaelämänkatsomuksesta mutta nämä piirteet eivät kuvasta puhdastapakanallista aikaa vaan kuuluvat pakanuuden ja kristinuskonvaiheaikaan niin että mitä Kalevalassa ihailemme se on tutkimuksenvalossa katsottuna runollisesti verhottua kristinuskoa kuten prof KKrohn sanoo2Onpa äskettäin lausuttu semmoinenkin väite ettei Kalevalan sisällysoikeastaan ole Suomen kansan hengen tuotetta vaan germanilaistalahjatavaraa,31
+Produced by Al HainesTHE BIBLES MESSAGE TO MODERN LIFETwelve Studies onThe Making of a NationThe Beginnings of Israels HistoryBYCHARLES FOSTER KENTJEREMIAH WHIPPLE JENKS1912The best of allies you can procure for us is the Bible  That willbring us the realityfreedom_Garibaldi_If the common schools have found their way from the Atlantic to thePacific if slavery has been abolished if the whole land has beenchanged from a wilderness into a garden of plenty from ocean toocean if education has been fostered according to the best lightsof each generation since then if industry frugality and sobrietyare the watchwords of the nation as I believe them to be I say itis largely due to those first emigrants who landing with theEnglish Bible in their hands and in their hearts establishedthemselves on the shores of America_Joseph H Choate_And as it is owned the whole scheme of Scripture is not yetunderstood so if it comes to be understood it must be in thesame way as natural knowledge is come at by the continuance andprogress of learning and liberty and by particular personsattending to comparing and pursuing intimations scattered up anddown it which are overlooked and disregarded by the generality ofthe world  Nor is it at all incredible that a book which has beenso long in the possession of mankind should contain many truths asyet undiscovered_Butler_Mr Lincoln as I saw him every morning in the carpet slippers hewore in the house and the black clothes no tailor could make reallyfit his gaunt bony frame was a homely enough figure  The routineof his life was simple too it would have seemed a treadmill tomost of us  He was an early riser when I came on duty at eight inthe morning he was often already dressed and reading in thelibrary  There was a big table near the centre of the room thereI have seen him reading many times  And the book  It was theBible which I saw him reading while most of the householdslept_William H Crook_ in _Harpers Magazine_The Bible has such power for teaching righteousness that even tothose who come to it with all sorts of false notions about the Godof the Bible it yet teaches righteousness and fills them with thelove of it how much more those who come to it with a true notionabout the God of the Bible_Matthew Arnold_CONTENTSINTRODUCTION The Rediscovery of the Bible The Object of These Studies The Plan of Work Books of ReferenceSTUDY I  MANS PLACE IN THE WORLD  The Story of Creation Gen 12 1 The Different Theories of Creation 2 The Priestly Story of Creation 3 The Early Prophetic Story of Creation 4 A Comparison of the Two Accounts of Creation 5 Mans Conquest and Rulership of the World 6 Mans Responsibility as the Ruler of the WorldSTUDY II  MANS RESPONSIBILITY FOR HIS ACTS  The Story of theGarden of Eden Gen 3 1 The Nature of Sin 2 The Origin of Sin According to the Story in Genesis 3 3 The Different Theories Regarding the Origin of Sin 4 The Effects of Sin upon the Wrongdoer 5 Gods Attitude toward the Sinner 6 The Effect of Sin upon SocietySTUDY III  THE CRIMINAL AND HIS RELATION TO SOCIETY  The Storyof Cain Gen 4116 1 The Meaning of the Story of Cain 2 The Making of a Criminal 3 The Criminals Attitude toward Society 4 The Ways in which Society Deals with the Criminal 5 How to Deal with Criminals 6 The Prevention of CrimeSTUDY IV  THE SURVIVAL OF THE FITTEST  The Story of the GreatFlood Gen 69 1 The Two Biblical Accounts of the Flood 2 The Corresponding Babylonian Flood Stories 3 History of the Biblical Flood Stories 4 Aim of the Biblical Writers in Recounting the Flood Stories 5 The Survival of the Fittest in the Natural World 6 In Social and Political LifeSTUDY V  THE PIONEERS INFLUENCE UPON A NATIONS IDEAL  Abrahamthe Traditional Father of the Race Gen 1218 13113 16 1819 2117 22119 1 The Reasons for Migration 2 The Prophetic Stories about Abraham 3 The Meaning of the Early Prophetic Stories about Abraham 4 The Prophetic Portrait of Abraham 5 The Tendency to Idealize National Heroes 6 The Permanent Value and Influence of the Abraham NarrativesSTUDY VI  THE POWER OF AMBITION  Jacob the Persistent Gen25103320 1 The Two Brothers Jacob and Esau 2 The Man with a Wrong Ambition 3 Jacobs Training in the School of Experience 4 The Invincible Power of Ambition and Perseverance 5 The Different Types of Ambition 6 The Development of Right AmbitionsSTUDY VII  A SUCCESSFUL MAN OF AFFAIRS  Josephs AchievementsGen 37 3948 50 1 The Qualities Essential to Success 2 The Limitations and Temptations of Josephs Early Life 3 The Call of a Great Opportunity 4 The Temptations of Success 5 The Standards of Real Success 6 The Methods of SuccessSTUDY VIII  THE TRAINING OF A STATESMAN  Moses in Egypt and theWilderness Ex 1175 1 The Egyptian Background 2 The Making of a Loyal Patriot 3 The School of the Wilderness 4 Moses Call to Public Service 5 The Education of Public Opinion 6 The Training of Modern StatesmenSTUDY IX  THE ORIGIN AND GROWTH OF LAW  Moses Work as Judge andProphet Ex 18527 33511 1 The Needs that Give Rise to Law 2 The Growth of Customary Law 3 The Authority Underlying all Law 4 Moses Relations to the Old Testament Laws 5 The Development of Modern Law 6 The Attitude of Citizens toward the LawSTUDY X  THE FOUNDATIONS OF GOOD CITIZENSHIP  The TenCommandments Ex 20117 1 The History of the Prophetic Decalogue 2 Obligations of the Individual to God 3 The Social and Ethical Basis of the Sabbath Law 4 The Importance of Childrens Loyalty to Parents 5 Primary Obligations of Man to Man 6 The Presentday Authority of the Ten CommandmentsSTUDY XI  THE EARLY TRAINING OF A RACE  Israels Experience inthe Wilderness,4
+Produced by Curtis Weyant Charlie Kirschner and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading TeamIN THEDAYS OF MY YOUTHA NOVELBYAMELIA B EDWARDS1874IllustrationCAXTON PRESS OFSHERMAN  CO PHILADELPHIACHAPTER IMY BIRTHPLACE AND PARENTAGE     Dolce sentier     Colle che mi piacesti     Ovancor per usanza amor mi mena     PETRARCHSweet secluded shady Saxonholme I doubt if our whole England containsanother hamlet so quaint so picturesquely irregular so thoroughlynational in all its rustic characteristics It lies in a warm hollowenvironed by hills Woods parks and young plantations clothe everyheight and slope for miles around whilst here and there peeping downthrough green vistas or towering above undulating seas of summerfoliage stands many a fine old country mansion turreted and gabledand built of that warm red brick that seems to hold the light of thesunset long after it has faded from the rest of the landscape A silverthread of streamlet swift but shallow runs noisily through the meadowsbeside the town and loses itself in the Chad about a mile and a halffarther eastward Many a picturesque old wooden bridge many a foamingweir and ruinous watermill with weedy wheel may be found scattered upand down the wooded banks of this little river Chad while to the brookwhich we call the Gipstream attaches a vague tradition of troutThe hamlet itself is clean and oldfashioned consisting of one longstraggling street and a few tributary lanes and passages The housessome few years back were mostly long and lowfronted with projectingupper stories and diamondpaned baywindows bowered in with myrtle andclematis but modern improvements have done much of late to sweep awaythese antique tenements and a fine new suburb of Italian and Gothicvillas has sprung up between the town and the railway station Besidesthis we have a new church in the mediaeval style rich in gilding andcolors and thirteenthcentury brasswork and a new cemetery laid outlike a pleasuregarden and a new schoolhouse where the children aretaught upon a system with a foreign name and a Mechanics Institutewhere London professors come down at long intervals to expound popularscience and where agriculturists meet to discuss popular grievancesAt the other extremity of the town down by Girdlestone Grange an oldmoated residence where the squires family have resided these fourcenturies past we are full fifty years behind our modern neighborsHere stands our famous old Kingshead Inn a wellknown place ofresort so early as the reign of Elizabeth The great oak beside theporch is as old as the house itself and on the windows of a littledisused parlor overlooking the garden may still be seen the names ofSedley Rochester and other wits of the Restoration They scrawled thoseautographs after dinner most likely with their diamond rings and wentreeling afterwards arminarm along the village street singing andswearing and eager for adventuresas gentlemen were wont to be inthose famous old times when they drank the kings health more freelythan was good for their ownNot far from the Kings Head and almost hidden by the trees whichdivide it from the road stands an ancient charitable institution calledthe Collegequadrangular mullionwindowed manygabled and colonizedby some twenty aged people of both sexes At the back of the collegeadjoining a space of waste ground and some ruined cloisters lies thechurchyard in the midst of which surrounded by solemn yews andmouldering tombs stands the Priory Church It is a rare old churchfounded according to the county history in the reign of Edward theConfessor and entered with a full description in Domesday Book Itssculptured monuments and precious brasses its Norman crypt carvedstalls and tattered banners drooping over faded scutcheons tell all ofgenerations long gone by of noble families extinct of gallant deedsforgotten of knights and ladies remembered only by the names abovetheir graves Amongst these some two or three modest tablets record thepassing away of several generations of my own predecessorsobscureprofessional men for the most part of whom some few became soldiers anddied abroadIn close proximity to the church stands the vicarage once the Priory aquaint old rambling building surrounded by magnificent old trees Herefor long centuries a tribe of rooks have held undisputed possessionfilling the boughs with their nests and the air with their voices andlike genuine lords of the soil descending at their own grave will andpleasure upon the adjacent landsPicturesque and mediaeval as all these old buildings and old associationshelp to make us we of Saxonholme pretend to something more We claim tobe not only picturesque but historic Nay more than thiswe areclassical WE WERE FOUNDED BY THE ROMANS A great Roman road well knownto antiquaries passed transversely through the old churchyard Romancoins and relics and fragments of tesselated pavement have been foundin and about the town Roman camps may be traced on most of the heightsaround Above all we are said to be indebted to the Romans for thatinestimable breed of poultry in right of which we have for years carriedoff the leading prizes at every poultryshow in the county and haveeven been enabled to make head against the exaggerated pretensions ofmodern CochinChina interlopersSuch briefly sketched is my native Saxonholme Born beneath the shadeof its towering trees and overhanging eaves brought up to reverence itsantiquities and educated in the love of its natural beauties whatwonder that I cling to it with every fibre of my heart and even whenaffecting to smile at my own fond prejudice continue to believe it theloveliest peacefulest nook in rural EnglandMy fathers name was John Arbuthnot Sprung from the Arbuthnots ofMontrose we claim to derive from a common ancestor with the celebratedauthor of Martinus Scriblerus Indeed the first of our name whosettled at Saxonholme was one James Arbuthnot son to a certainnonjuring parson Arbuthnot who lived and died abroad and was ownbrother to that famous wit physician and courtier whose genius myfather was wont to say conferred a higher distinction upon our branchof the family than did those Royal LettersPatent whereby the elderstock was ennobled by His most Gracious Majesty King George the Fourthon the occasion of his visit to Edinburgh in 1823 From this JamesArbuthnot who being,4
+Produced by Suzanne Shell Shawn Cruze and the Online DistributedProofreading TeamIllustration Not by a glance or a turn of the head did he let hisbride see how wildly her superlative attraction had kindled the fire inhis bloodTHE REASON WHYBY ELINOR GLYN1911Author of His Hour Three Weeks etcILLUSTRATED BY EDMUND FREDERICKLIST OF ILLUSTRATIONSNot by a glance or a turn of his head did he let his bride see howwildly her superlative attraction had kindled the fire in his bloodThe whole expression of her face changed as he came and leaned upon thepianoWith his English selfcontrol and horror of a scene he followed hiswife to the doorZara he said distractedly Can I not help youTHE REASON WHYCHAPTER IPeople often wondered what nation the great financier Francis Markruteoriginally sprang from He was now a naturalized Englishman and helooked English enough He was slight and fair and had an immaculatelygroomed appearance generallywhich even the best of valets cannotalways produce He wore his clothes with that quiet unconscious airwhich is particularly English He had no perceptible accentonly adeliberate way of speaking But Markrutesuch a name might have comefrom anywhere No one knew anything about him except that he wasfabulously rich and had descended upon London some ten years previouslyfrom Paris or Berlin or Vienna and had immediately become a power inthe city and within a year or so had grown to be omnipotent in certaincirclesHe had a wonderfully appointed house in Park Lane one of those smallerones just at the turn out of Grosvenor Street and there he entertainedin a reserved fashionIt had been remarked by people who had time to thinkrare cases inthese daysthat he had never made a disadvantageous friend from hisvery first arrival If he had to use undesirables for business purposeshe used them only for that in a crisp hard way and never went totheir houses Every acquaintance even was selected with care for adefinite end One of his favorite phrases was that it is only the foolwho coins for himself limitationsAt this time as he sat smoking a fine cigar in his library which lookedout on the park he was perhaps fortysix years old or thereabouts andbut for his eyeswise as serpentshe might have been ten yearsyoungerOpposite to him facing the light a young man lounged in a great leatherchair The visitors in Francis Markrutes library nearly always facedthe light while he himself had his back to itThere was no doubt about this visitors nation He was flamboyantlyEnglish If you had wished to send a prize specimen of the race to aWorlds Fair you could not have selected anything finer He was perhapsmore Norman than Saxon for his hair was dark though his eyes were blueand the marks of breeding in the creature showed as plainly as in aDerby winner Francis Markrute always smoked his cigars to the end ifhe were at leisure and the weed happened to be a good one but LordTancred Tristram Lorrimer Guiscard Guiscard 24th Baron Tancred ofWrayth in the County of Suffolk flung his into the grate after a fewwhiffs and he laughed with a slightly whimsical bitterness as he wenton with the conversationYes Francis my friend the game here is played out I am thirty andthere is nothing interesting left for me to do but emigrate to Canadafor a while at least and take up a ranchWrayth mortgaged heavily I suppose said Mr Markrute quietlyPretty well and the Northern property too When my mothers jointureis paid there is not a great deal left this year it seems I dont mindmuch I had a pretty fair time before these beastly Radicals made thingsso difficultThe financier nodded and the young man went on My forbears got rid ofwhat they could there was not much ready money to come into and one hadto liveFrancis Markrute smoked for a minute thoughtfullyNaturally he said at last Only the question isfor how long Iunderstand a plunge if you settle its duration it is the drifting andtrusting to chance and a gradual sinking which seem to me a poor gameDid you ever read de Mussets RollaThe fellow who had arrived at his last night and to whom the littlegirl was so kind Yes wellYou reminded me of Jacques Rolla that is allOh come It is not as bad as that Lord Tancred exclaimedand helaughed I can collect a few thousands still even here and I can goto Canada I believe there is any quantity of money to be made therewith a little capital and it is a nice openair life I just looked inthis afternoon on my way back from Scotland to tell you I should begoing out to prospect about the end of November and could not join youfor the pheasants on the 20th as you were good enough to ask me to doThe financier half closed his eyes When he did this there was alwayssomething of importance working in his brainYou have not any glaring vices Tancred he said You are no gamblereither on the turf or at cards You are not over addicted to expensiveladies You are cultivated for a sportsman and you have made one ortwo decent speeches in the House of Lords You are in fact rather afine specimen of your class It seems a pity you should have to shutdown and go to the ColoniesOh I dont know And I have not altogether got to shut down theyoung man said only the show is growing rather rotten over here Wehave let the rabblethe most unfit and ignoranthave the casting voteand the machine now will crush any man I have kept out of politics asmuch as I can and I am gladFrancis Markrute got up and lowered the blind a few inchesa miserableSeptember sun was trying to shine into the room If Lord Tancred had notbeen so preoccupied with his own thoughts he would have remarked thisrestlessness on the part of his host He was no fool but his mind wasfar away It almost startled him when the cold deliberate voicecontinuedI have a proposition to make,34
+Produced by Clare Boothby Ben Harris and PG Distributed ProofreadersWRITE IT RIGHT_A LITTLE BLACKLIST OF LITERARY FAULTS_BY AMBROSE BIERCE1909AIMS AND THE PLANThe authors main purpose in this book is to teach precision inwriting and of good writing which essentially is clear thinkingmade visible precision is the point of capital concern It isattained by choice of the word that accurately and adequatelyexpresses what the writer has in mind and by exclusion of that whicheither denotes or connotes something else As Quintilian puts it thewriter should so write that his reader not only may but mustunderstandFew words have more than one literal and serviceable meaning howevermany metaphorical derivative related or even unrelated meaningslexicographers may think it worth while to gather from all sorts andconditions of men with which to bloat their absurd and misleadingdictionaries This actual and serviceable meaningnot alwaysdetermined by derivation and seldom by popular usageis the oneaffirmed according to his light by the author of this little manualof solecisms Narrow etymons of the mere scholar and loose locutionsof the ignorant are alike denied a standingThe plan of the book is more illustrative than expository the aimbeing to use the terms of etymology and syntax as little as iscompatible with clarity familiar example being more easilyapprehended than technical precept When both are employed the preceptis commonly given after the example has prepared the student to applyit not only to the matter in mind but to similar matters notmentioned Everything in quotation marks is to be understood asdisapprovedNot all locutions blacklisted herein are always to be reprobatedas universal outlaws Excepting in the case of capitaloffendersexpressions ancestrally vulgar or irreclaimablydegenerateabsolute proscription is possible as to seriouscomposition only in other forms the writer must rely on his sense ofvalues and the fitness of things While it is true that somecolloquialisms and with less of license even some slang may besparingly employed in light literature for point piquancy or any ofthe purposes of the skilled writer sensible to the necessity and charmof keeping at least one foot on the ground to others the virtue ofrestraint may be commended as distinctly superior to the joy ofindulgencePrecision is much but not all some words and phrases are disallowedon the ground of taste As there are neither standards nor arbiters oftaste the book can do little more than reflect that of its authorwho is far indeed from professing impeccability In neither taste norprecision is any mans practice a court of last appeal for writersall both great and small are habitual sinners against the light andtheir accuser is cheerfully aware that his own work will supply as inmaking this book it has supplied many awful exampleshis laterwork less abundantly he hopes than his earlier He neverthelessbelieves that this does not disqualify him for showing by otherinstances than his own how not to write The infallible teacher isstill in the forest primeval throwing seeds to the white blackbirdsABTHE BLACKLIST_A_ for _An_ A hotel A heroic man Before an unaccented aspirateuse an The contrary usage in this country comes of too stronglystressing our aspirates_Action_ for _Act_ In wrestling a blow is a reprehensible actionA blow is not an action but an act An action may consist of manyacts_Admission_ for _Admittance_ The price of admission is one dollar_Admit_ for _Confess_ To admit is to concede something affirmed Anunaccused offender cannot admit his guilt_Adopt_ He adopted a disguise One may adopt a child or anopinion but a disguise is assumed_Advisedly_ for _Advertently_ _Intentionally_ It was doneadvisedly should mean that it was done after advice_Afford_ It is not well to say the fact affords a reasonablepresumption the house afforded ample accommodation The factsupplies a reasonable presumption The house offered or gave ampleaccommodation_Afraid_ Do not say I am afraid it will rain Say I fear that itwill rain_Afterwards_ for _Afterward__Aggravate_ for _Irritate_ He aggravated me by his insolence Toaggravate is to augment the disagreeableness of something alreadydisagreeable or the badness of something bad But a person cannot beaggravated even if disagreeable or bad Women are singularly prone tomisuse of this word_All of_ He gave all of his property The words are contradictoryan entire thing cannot be of itself Omit the preposition_Alleged_ The alleged murderer One can allege a murder but not amurderer a crime but not a criminal A man that is merely suspectedof crime would not in any case be an alleged criminal for anallegation is a definite and positive statement In their tiresomeaddiction to this use of alleged the newspapers though having mainlyin mind the danger of libel suits can urge in further justificationthe lack of any other single word that exactly expresses theirmeaning but the fact that a mudpuddle supplies the shortest route isnot a compelling reason for walking through it One can go around_Allow_ for _Permit_ I allow you to go Precision is betterattained by saying permit for allow has other meanings_Allude to_ for _Mention_ What is alluded to is not mentioned butreferred to indirectly Originally the word implied a playful orsportive reference That meaning is gone out of it_And so_ _And yet_ And so they were married And yet a womanOmit the conjunction_And which_ _And who_ These forms are incorrect unless the relativepronoun has been used previously in the sentence The colt spiritedand strong and which was unbroken escaped from the pasture JohnSmith one of our leading merchants and who fell from a windowyesterday died this morning Omit the conjunction_Antecedents_ for _Personal History_ Antecedents are predecessors_Anticipate_ for _Expect_ I anticipate trouble To anticipate is toact on an expectation in a way to promote or forestall the eventexpected_Anxious_ for _Eager_ I was anxious to go Anxious should not befollowed by an infinitive Anxiety is contemplative eagerness alertfor action_Appreciate_ for _Highly Value_ In the sense of value it means valuejustly not highly In another and preferable sense it means toincrease in value_Approach_ The juror was approached that is overtures were madeto him with a view to bribing him As there is no other single wordfor it approach is made to serve figuratively and being graphic itis not altogether objectionable_Appropriated_ for _Took_ He,13
+Produced by Charles Keller and David WidgerLAST OF THE GREAT SCOUTSThe Life Story of William F Cody Buffalo Billby Helen Cody WetmoreLAST OF THE GREAT SCOUTSTHE LIFE STORY OF COL WILLIAM F CODY BUFFALO BILLAS TOLD BY HIS SISTER HELEN CODY WETMORETO THE MEMORY OF A MOTHER WHOSE CHRISTIAN CHARACTER STILL LIVES AHALLOWED INFLUENCEGENEALOGY OF BUFFALO BILLThe following genealogical sketch was compiled in 1897 The crest iscopied from John Rooneys Genealogical History of Irish FamiliesIt is not generally known that genuine royal blood courses in ColonelCodys veins He is a lineal descendant of Milesius king of Spain thatfamous monarch whose three sons Heber Heremon and Ir founded thefirst dynasty in Ireland about the beginning of the Christian era TheCody family comes through the line of Heremon The original name wasTireach which signifies The Rocks Muiredach Tireach one of thefirst of this line and son of Fiacha Straivetine was crowned king ofIreland Anno Domini 320 Another of the line became king of ConnaughtAnno Domini 701 The possessions of the Sept were located in the presentcounties of Clare Galway and Mayo The names ConnaughtGallway aftercenturies gradually contracted to Connallway Connellway ConnellyConly Cory Coddy Coidy and Cody and is clearly shown by ancientindentures still traceable among existing records On the maternal sideColonel Cody can without difficulty follow his lineage to the bestblood of England Several of the Cody family emigrated to America in1747 settling in Maryland Pennsylvania and Virginia The name isfrequently mentioned in Revolutionary history Colonel Cody is a memberof the Cody family of Revolutionary fame Like the other SpanishIrishfamilies the Codys have their proof of ancestry in the form of a crestthe one which Colonel Cody is entitled to use being printed herewithThe lion signifies Spanish origin It is the same figure that forms apart of the royal coatofarms of Spain to this dayCastile andLeon The arm and cross denote that the descent is through the line ofHeremon whose posterity were among the first to follow the cross as asymbol of their adherence to the Christian faithPREFACEIn presenting this volume to the public the writer has a twofoldpurpose For a number of years there has been an increasing demand foran authentic biography of Buffalo Bill and in response many booksof varying value have been submitted yet no one of them has bornethe hallmark of veracious history Naturally there were incidents inColonel Codys lifemore especially in the earlier yearsthat could begiven only by those with whom he had grown up from childhood Formany incidents of his later life I am indebted to his own and othersaccounts I desire to acknowledge obligation to General P H SheridanColonel Inman Colonel Ingraham and my brother for valuable assistancefurnished by Sheridans Memoirs The Santa Fe Trail The Great SaltLake Trail Buffalo Bills Autobiography and Stories from the Lifeof Buffalo BillA second reason that prompted the writing of my brothers lifestory ispurely personal The sobriquet of Buffalo Bill has conveyed to manypeople an impression of his personality that is far removed from thefacts They have pictured in fancy a rough frontier character withouttenderness and true nobility But in very truth has the poet sung     The bravest are the tenderest     The loving are the daringThe public knows my brother as boy Indianslayer a championbuffalohunter a brave soldier a daring scout an intrepidfrontiersman and a famous exhibitor It is only fair to him that aglimpse be given of the parts he played behind the scenesdevotion toa widowed mother that pushed the boy so early upon a stage of ceaselessaction continued care and tenderness displayed in later years and thegenerous thoughtfulness of manhoods primeThus a part of my pleasant task has been to enable the public to see mybrother through his sisters eyeseyes that have seen truly if kindlyIf I have been tempted into praise where simple narrative might to thereader seem all that was required if I have seemed to exaggerate in anyof my historys details I may say that I am not conscious of having setdown more than a plain unvarnished tale Embarrassed with riches offact I have had no thought of fiction H C WCODYVIEW DULUTH MINNESOTA February 26 1899LAST OF THE GREAT SCOUTSCHAPTER I  THE OLD HOMESTEAD IN IOWAA PLEASANT roomy farmhouse set in the sunlight against a backgroundof cool green wood and mottled meadowthis is the picture that myearliest memories frame for me To this home my parents Isaac and MaryCody had moved soon after their marriageThe place was known as the Scott farm and was situated in Scott CountyIowa near the historic little town of Le Clair where but a few yearsbefore a village of the Fox Indians had been located where Black Hawkand his thousand warriors had assembled for their last wardance wherethe marquee of General Scott was erected and the treaty with the Sacsand Foxes drawn up and where in obedience to the Sac chiefs termsAntoine Le Clair the famous halfbreed Indian scholar and interpreterhad built his cabin and given to the place his name Here in thisatmosphere of pioneer struggle and Indian warfarein the farmhousein the dancing sunshine with the background of wood and meadowmybrother William Frederick Cody was born on the 26th day of February1846Of the good oldfashioned sort was our family numbering five daughtersand two sonsMartha Samuel Julia William Eliza Helen and MaySamuel a lad of unusual beauty of face and nature was killed throughan unhappy accident before he was yet fourteenHe was riding Betsy Baker a mare well known among old settlersin Iowa as one of speed and pedigree yet displaying at times a mostmalevolent temper accompanied by Will who though only seven yearsof age yet sat his pony with the ease and grace that distinguished theveteran rider of the future Presently Betsy Baker became fractious andsought to throw her rider In vain did she rear and plunge he kept hissaddle Then seemingly she gave up the fight and Samuel cried inboyish exultationAh Betsy Baker you didnt quite come it that timeHis last words As if she knew her,35
+Produced by Carlo Traverso Eric Bailey and  Distributed ProofreadersEurope httpdprastkonet  This file was produced from imagesgenerously made available by the Bibliotheque nationale de FranceBnFGallica at httpgallicabnffrïÅUVRES DE GEORGE SANDLE PÃCHà DE M ANTOINE II                                   XXIVM GALUCHETMais aprÃs avoir dormi douze heures Galuchet navait plus quun souvenirfort confus des ÃvÃnements de la veille et lorsque M Cardonnet le fitappeler il ne lui restait quun vague ressentiment contre le charpentierDailleurs il navait guÃre envie de se vanter davoir fait un si sotpersonnage en dÃbutant dans sa carriÃre diplomatique et il rejeta sonlever tardif et son air appesanti sur une violente migraine ÂJe nai faitque tÃter le terrain rÃponditil aux questions de son maÃtre JÃtais sisouffrant que je nai pas pu observer grandchose Je puis vous assurerseulement quon a dans cette maison des faÃons fort communes quon y vitde pair à compagnon avec des manants et que la table y est fort pauvrementservieVous ne mapprenez là rien de nouveau dit M Cardonnet il estimpossible que vous ayez passà toute la journÃe à ChÃteaubrun sans avoirremarquà quelque chose de plus particulier A quelle heure mon fils estilarrivà et à quelle heure estil partiJe ne saurais dire prÃcisÃment quelle heure il Ãtait  Leur vieillependule va si malCe nest pas là une rÃponse Combien dheures estil restà Voyons jene vous demande pas rigoureusement les fractionsTout cela a durà cinq ou six heures Monsieur je me suis fort ennuyà MÃmile avait lair peu flattà de me voir et quant à la jeune fille cestune franche bÃgueule Il fait une chaleur assommante sur cette montagne eton ne peut pas dire deux mots sans être interrompu par ce paysanIl y paraÃt car vous ne dites pas deux mots de suite ce matin Galuchetde quel paysan parlezvousDe ce charpentier Jappeloup un drÃle un animal qui tutoie tout lemonde et qui appelle monsieur _le pÃre Cardonnet_ comme sil parlait deson semblableCela mest fort Ãgal mais que lui disait mon filsM Ãmile rit de ses sottises et mademoiselle Gilberte le trouvecharmantEt navezvous pas remarquà quelque _apartÃ_ entre elle et mon filsNon pas Monsieur prÃcisÃment La vieille qui est certainement sa mÃrecar elle lappelle _ma fille_ ne la quitte guÃre et il ne doit pas êtrefacile de lui faire la cour dautant plus quelle est trÃshautaine et sedonne des airs de princesse Ãa lui va bien ma foi avec la toilettequelle a et pas le sou On me loffrirait que je nen voudrais pasNimporte Galuchet il faut lui faire la courPour me moquer delle à la bonne heure je veux bienEt puis pour gagner une gratification que vous naurez point si vous neme faites pas la prochaine fois un rapport plus clair et mieuxcirconstancià car vous battez la campagne aujourdhuiÂGaluchet baissa la tête sur son livre de comptes et lutta tout le jourcontre le malaise qui suit un excÃsÃmile passa encore toute la semaine plongà dans lhydrostatique il ne sepermit pas dautre distraction que de chercher Jean Jappeloup dans lasoirÃe pour causer avec lui et comme il cherchait toujours à ramener laconversation sur Gilberte ÂÃcoutez monsieur Ãmile lui dit tout à coup lecharpentier vous nêtes jamais las de ce chapitrelà je le vois bienSavezvous que la mÃre Janille vous croit amoureux de son enfantQuelle idÃe rÃpondit le jeune homme troublà par cette brusqueinterpellationCest une idÃe comme une autre Et pourquoi nen seriezvous pasamoureuxSans doute pourquoi nen seraisje pas amoureux rÃpondit Ãmile de plusen plus embarrassà Mais estce vous ami Jean qui voudriez parlerlÃgÃrement dune pareille possibilitÃCest plutÃt vous mon garÃon car vous rÃpondez comme si nousplaisantions Allons voulezvous me dire la vÃrità ditesla ou je nevous en parle plusJean si jÃtais amoureux en effet dune personne que je respecteautant que ma propre mÃre mon meilleur ami nen saurait rienJe sais fort bien que je ne suis pas votre meilleur ami et pourtant jevoudrais le savoir moiExpliquezvous JeanExpliquezvous vousmême je vous attendsVous attendrez donc longtemps car je nai rien à rÃpondre à une pareillequestion malgrà toute lestime et laffection que je vous porteSil en est ainsi il faudra donc que vous disiez un de ces jours adieutout à fait aux gens de ChÃteaubrun car ma mie Janille nest pas femme Ãsendormir longtemps sur le dangerCe mot me blesse je ne croyais pas quon pÃt maccuser de faire courirun danger quelconque à une personne dont la rÃputation et la dignità mesont aussi sacrÃes quà ses parents et à ses plus proches amisCest bien parler mais cela ne rÃpond pas tout droit à mes questionsVoulezvous que je vous dise une chose cest quau commencement de lasemaine derniÃre jai Ãtà à ChÃteaubrun pour emprunter à Antoine un outildont javais besoin Jy ai trouvà ma mie Janille elle Ãtait toute seuleet vous attendait Vous ny êtes pas venu et elle ma tout contà Or mongarÃon si elle ne vous a pas fait mauvaise mine dimanche et si elle vouspermet de revenir de temps en temps voir sa fille cest à moi que vous ledevezComment cela mon brave JeanCest que jai plus de confiance en vous que vous nen avez en moi Jaidit à ma mie Janille que si vous Ãtiez amoureux de Gilberte vouslÃpouseriez et que je rÃpondais de vous sur le salut de mon ÃmeEt vous avez eu raison Jean sÃcria Ãmile en saisissant le bras ducharpentier jamais vous navez dit une plus grande vÃritÃOui mais reste à savoir si vous êtes amoureux et cest ce que vous nevoulez pas direCest ce que je peux dire à vous seul puisque vous minterrogez ainsiOui Jean je laime je laime plus que ma vie et je veux lÃpouserJy consens rÃpondit Jean avec un accent de gaietà enthousiaste etquant à moi je vous marie ensemble  Un instant un instant si Gilbertey consent aussiEt si elle te demandait conseil brave Jean toi son ami et son secondpÃreJe lui dirais quelle ne peut pas,0
+Produced by Jayam Subramanian and PG Distributed ProofreadersProduced from images provided by the Million Book ProjectIllustration Montague MasseyFor the benefit of the Red Cross FundRecollections of Calcutta for over half a centuryBy MONTAGUE MASSEYWITH ILLUSTRATIONSCALCUTTA1918DEDICATEDTOTHE LADY CARMICHAELTHE FOUNDER OF THE BENGAL WOMENS WAR FUNDINTRODUCTIONI think it would be advisable for me to state at the outset that thesereminiscences are entirely devoid of sensational elements in order toprevent any possible disappointment and remove from the minds ofthose and I know several who have conceived the idea that I am aboutto disclose matters that as far as I am concerned must for ever lieburied in the past There are certain startling incidents still freshin my memory that I could relate but they would be out of place in awork of this nature A considerable amount of the subjectmattercontained herein is devoted to a descriptive account of the wonderfultransformation that has overtaken the city since my first arrival inthe sixties and to the many and varied structural improvements andadditions that have been and are still being made in streets andbuildings both public and private The origin and conception of thislittle work is due to the inspiration of my friend Walter Exley of the_Statesman_ staff I had often before been approached by friends andothers on the subject of writing and publishing what I could tell ofCalcutta of the olden days but I had always felt some diffidence indoing so partly because I thought it might not prove sufficientlyinteresting But when Mr Exley appeared on the scene last Julyintroduced to me by a mutual friend matters seemed somehow to assumea different aspect In the first place I felt that I was talking to aman of considerable knowledge and experience in journalistic affairsand one whose opinion was worth listening to and it was inconsequence of what he told me that for the first time I seriouslycontemplated putting into effect what I had so frequently hesitated todo in the past He assured me I was mistaken in the view I had heldand that what I could relate would make attractive reading to thepresent generation of Europeans not only in the city but also in themofussil I finally yielded to persuasion and throwing back my memoryover the years tried to conjure up visions of Calcutta of the past Agood deal in the earlier part refers to a period which few if anyEuropeans at present in this country know of except through the mediumof books The three articles published in the columns of the_Statesman_ of the 22nd and 29th July and 5th August were the firstoutcome of our conversation I then left Calcutta for a tourupcountry as stated on page 28 and the work was temporarilysuspended It was not until the early part of September when I hadsettled down for a season at Naini Tal that I resumed the threads ofmy narrative It was at first my intention to continue publishing aseries of short articles in the columns of the _Statesman_ but as Iproceeded it gradually dawned upon my mind that I could achieve atwofold object by compiling my recollections in book form in aid ofthe Red Cross Fund Whether it was due to this new and additionalincentive which may perhaps have had the effect of stimulating mymental powers I know not but as I continued to write on scenes andevents long since forgotten seemed gradually to well up out of the dimand far distant past and visualize on the tablets of my memory I wasthus enabled to extend and develop the scope of the work beyond thelimit I had originally contemplated My one and ardent hope now isthat the book may prove a financial success for the benefit of thefunds of the Society on whose behalf it is published That some whoperhaps might not care to take a copy simply for its own sake will nothesitate to do so and thus assist by his or her own personal action inhowever small a degree in carrying on the good and noble work whichmust awaken in our hearts all the best and finest instincts of ournature as well as our warmest and deepest sympathiesI have to express my great thanks to Lady Carmichael for her kindnessand courtesy in having graciously accorded me permission to dedicatethe work to her on behalf of the Red Cross FundMy thanks are also due to my friend P Tennyson Cole the eminentportrait painter who did me the honour of painting my portrait forthe book at considerable sacrifice of his very valuable timeUnfortunately however it was found impossible to make use of theportrait as the time at our disposal was too short to permit of itsreproductionI am deeply indebted to the Honourable Maharajadhiraj Bahadur ofBurdwan who kindly placed at my disposal a collection of priceless andinvaluable old views of Calcutta which are now quite unobtainable andfor having had copies printed off from the negatives and for grantingme permission to reproduce them in my bookI have also to thank my friend Harold Sudlow for designing the sketchon the outer covering which I think considerably enhances theappearance of the book I must further acknowledge my indebtedness toMr J Zorab Superintending Engineer Presidency Circle PWD whorefreshed my memory as to certain details in the alteration of some ofthe public buildings while furnishing me with information as to someothers with which I had not been previously acquainted Last of allthough by no means the least my special thanks are due to my friendCF Hooper of Thacker Spink  Co who has rendered me invaluableassistance in the compilation of the book and without whom many moredefects would have been apparent I shall for ever appreciate thevaluable time he expended and the amount of trouble he took which Iknow he could ill afford owing to the very busy life he leadsBENGAL CLUB_April_ 1918 MMCONTENTSPART I PERSONALPART II TOPOGRAPHICALPART III STREET AND GENERAL STRUCTURAL IMPROVEMENTSLIST OF ILLUSTRATIONSMONTAGUE MASSEYGovernment House North aspectGovernment House South aspectOld view of Esplanade East showing Scott Thomsons CornerOld River View showing sailing shipsRoyal Calcutta Turf Clubs Race Stands Viceroys,4
+Produced by PG Distributed ProofreadersTHE VERTICAL CITYByFANNIE HURST_Author of_GASLIGHT SONATASHUMORESQUEETC1922CONTENTSSHE WALKS IN BEAUTYBACK PAYTHE VERTICAL CITYTHE SMUDGEGUILTYROULETTESHE WALKS IN BEAUTYBy that same architectural gesture of grief which caused Jehan at Agrato erect the Taj Mahal in memory of a dead wife and a cold hearthstoneso the Bon Ton hotel even to the pillars with redfreckled monolithsand peacockbacked lobby chairs making the analogy rather absurdlycomplete reared its fourteen stories of elegantly furnished suitesall the comforts and none of the discomforts of homeA mausoleum to the hearth And as true to form as any that ever mournedthe dynastic bones of an Augustus or a HadrianAn Indianalimestone and Vermontmarble tomb to HestiaAll ye who enter here at sixty dollars a week and up leave behind thelingo of the fireside chair parsley bed servant problem cretonne shoebags hose nozzle striped awnings attic trunks bird houses icecreamsalt spareroom matting bungalow aprons mayonnaise receipt fruitjars spring painting summer covers fall cleaning winter applesThe mosaic tablet of the family hotel is nailed to the room side of eachdoor and its commandments read something like this    One ring Bell Boy    Two rings Chambermaid    Three rings Valet    Under no conditions are guests permitted to use electric irons in    rooms    Cooking in rooms not permitted    No dogs allowed    Management not responsible for loss or theft of jewels Same can be    deposited for safekeeping in the safe at office                                           Note    Our famous twodollar Table dHôte dinner is served in the Red    Dining Room from sixthirty to eight MusicIt is doubtful if in all its hothouse garden of women the Hotel BonTon boasted a broken finger nail or that little brash place along theforefinger that tattles so of potato peeling or asparagus scrapingThe fourteenthstory manicure steam bath and beauty parlors saw toall that In spite of long bridge table lobby divan and tabledhôteséances tea where the coffee was served with whipped cream and thetarts built in four tiers and mortared in mocha filling the Bon Tonhotel was scarcely more than an average of fourteen pounds overweightFortys silhouette except for that cruel and irrefutable place wherethe throat will wattle was almost interchangeable with eighteensIndeed Bon Ton grandmothers with backs and French heels that weretwenty years younger than their throats and bunions vied with twentysprofileWhistlers kind of mother full of sweet years that were richer becauseshe had dwelt in them but whose eyelids were a little weary had noplace thereMrs Gronauer who occupied an outside southernexposure suite offive rooms and three baths jazzed on the same cabaret floor with hergranddaughtersMany the Bon Ton afternoon devoted entirely to the possible lackof length of the new seasons skirts or the intricacies of the newfiletlace patternsFads for the latest personal accoutrements gripped the Bon Ton inseasonal epidemicsThe permanent wave swept it like a tidal oneIn one winter of afternoons enough coloredsilk sweaters were knitted inthe lobby alone to supply an orphan asylum but didntThe beaded bag cunningly contrived needleful by needleful from littlestrands of coloredglass caviar glittered its hourFilet lace came then sheerly whole yokes of it for crêpedeChinenightgowns and dainty scalloped edges for camisolesMrs Samstag made six of the nightgowns that winterthree for herselfand three for her daughter Peachblowy pink ones with lace yokes thatwere scarcely more to the skin than the print of a wave edge running upsand and then little frills of pinksatin ribbon caught up here andthere with the most delightful and unconvincing little bluesatinrosebudsIt was bad for her neuralgic eye the meanderings of the filet patternbut she liked the delicate threadiness of the handiwork and Mr Latzliked watching herThere you have it Straight through the lacy mesh of the filet to theheart interestMr Louis Latz who was too short slightly too stout and too shyof likely length of swimming arm ever to have figured in any womansinevitable visualization of her ultimate Leander liked fascinatedlyto watch Mrs Samstags nicely manicured fingers at work He liked thempassive too Best of all he would have preferred to feel them betweenhis own but that had never beenNevertheless that desire was capable of catching him unawares Thatvery morning as he had stood in his sumptuous bachelors apartmentstrumming on one of the windows that overlooked an expansivetreeandlake vista of Central Park he had wanted very suddenly andvery badly to feel those fingers in his and to kiss down on themEven in his busy brokers office this desire could cut him like a swiftlanceHe liked their taper and their rosy pointedness those fingers and thedry neat way they had of stepping in between the threadsMr Latzs nails were manicured too not quite so pointedly but justas correctly as Mrs Samstags But his fingers were stubby and shortSometimes he pulled at them until they crackedSecretly he yearned for length of limb of torso even of fingerOn this one of a hundred such typical evenings in the Bon Ton lobbyMr Latz sighing out a satisfaction of his inner man sat himself downon a redvelvet chair opposite Mrs Samstag His knees widespreadtaxed his knifepressed gray trousers to their very last capacity buthe sat back in none the less evident comfort building his fingers upinto a little chapelWell hows Mr Latz this evening asked Mrs Samstag her smileencompassing the questionIf I was any better I couldnt stand it relishing her smile and hisreplyThe Bon Ton had just dined too well from fruit flip _à la_ Bon Tonmulligatawny soup filet of sole _sauté_ choice of or both _pouletteemincé_ and spring lamb _grignon_ and on through to fresh strawberryice cream in fluted paper boxes _petits fours_ and _demitasse_Groups of carefully corseted women stood now beside the invitationalplush divans and peacock,7
+Produced by Jonathan Ingram and PG Distributed ProofreadersIllustrationTHE WORKS OFARISTOTLETHE FAMOUS PHILOSOPHERContaining his Complete Masterpiece andFamily Physician his ExperiencedMidwife his Book of Problemsand his Remarks onPhysiognomyCOMPLETE EDITION WITH ENGRAVINGS                                   THE MIDWIFES VADEMECUMContainingPARTICULAR DIRECTIONS FOR MIDWIVES NURSES ETC                                   SOME GENUINE RECIPES FOR CAUSING SPEEDY DELIVERY                                   APPROVED DIRECTIONS FOR NURSES                                   Illustration Medical KnowledgeIllustration                                   PART IBOOK ITHE MASTERPIECE     _On marriage and at what age young men and virgins are capable of     it and why so much desire it Also how long men and women are     capable of it_There are very few except some professional debauchees who will notreadily agree that Marriage is honourable to all being ordained byHeaven in Paradise and without which no man or woman can be in acapacity honestly to yield obedience to the first law of the creationIncrease and Multiply And since it is natural in young people todesire the embraces proper to the marriage bed it behoves parents tolook after their children and when they find them inclinable tomarriage not violently to restrain their inclinations which insteadof allaying them makes them but the more impetuous but rather providesuch suitable matches for them as may make their lives comfortablelest the crossing of those inclinations should precipitate them tocommit those follies that may bring an indelible stain upon theirfamilies The inclination of maids to marriage may be known by manysymptoms for when they arrive at puberty which is about the fourteenthor fifteenth year of their age then their natural purgations begin toflow and the blood which is no longer to augment their bodiesabounding stirs up their minds to venery External causes may alsoincline them to it for their spirits being brisk and inflamed whenthey arrive at that age if they eat hard salt things and spices thebody becomes more and more heated whereby the desire to veneralembraces is very great and sometimes almost insuperable And the use ofthis so much desired enjoyment being denied to virgins many times isfollowed by dismal consequences such as the green weesel colonetshortbreathing trembling of the heart etc But when they are marriedand their veneral desires satisfied by the enjoyment of their husbandsthese distempers vanish and they become more gay and lively thanbefore Also their eager staring at men and affecting their companyshows that nature pushes them upon coition and their parentsneglecting to provide them with husbands they break through modesty andsatisfy themselves in unlawful embraces It is the same with briskwidows who cannot be satisfied without that benevolence to which theywere accustomed when they had their husbandsAt the age of 14 the menses in virgins begin to flow then they arecapable of conceiving and continue generally until 44 when they ceasebearing unless their bodies are strong and healthful which sometimesenables them to bear at 65 But many times the menses proceed from someviolence done to nature or some morbific matter which often provesfatal And hence men who are desirous of issue ought to marry a womanwithin the age aforesaid or blame themselves if they meet withdisappointment though if an old man if not worn out with diseases andincontinency marry a brisk lively maiden there is hope of him havingchildren to 70 or 80 yearsHippocrates says that a youth of 15 or between that and 17 havingmuch vital strength is capable of begetting children and also that theforce of the procreating matter increases till 45 50 and 55 and thenbegins to flag the seed by degrees becoming unfruitful the naturalspirits being extinguished and the humours dried up Thus in generalbut as to individuals it often falls out otherwise Nay it isreported by a credible author that in Swedland a man was married at100 years of age to a girl of 30 years and had many children by herbut his countenance was so fresh that those who knew him not imaginedhim not to exceed 50 And in Campania where the air is clear andtemperate men of 80 marry young virgins and have children by themwhich shows that age in them does not hinder procreation unless they beexhausted in their youths and their yards be shrivelled upIf any would know why a woman is sooner barren than a man they may beassured that the natural heat which is the cause of generation is morepredominant in the man than in the woman for since a woman is moremoist than a man as her monthly purgations demonstrate as also thesoftness of her body it is also apparent that he does not much exceedher in natural heat which is the chief thing that concocts the humoursin proper aliment which the woman wanting grows fat whereas a manthrough his native heat melts his fat by degrees and his humours aredissolved and by the benefit thereof are converted into seed And thismay also be added that women generally are not so strong as men norso wise or prudent nor have so much reason and ingenuity in orderingaffairs which shows that thereby the faculties are hindered inoperations,28
+Produced by Juliet Sutherland David Garcia and the Online DistributedProofreading TeamA COMPILATION OF THE MESSAGES AND PAPERS OF THE PRESIDENTSBY JAMES D RICHARDSON                                   Chester A ArthurSeptember 19 1881 to March 4 1885                                   Chester A ArthurChester Alan Arthur was born in Fairfield Franklin County Vt October5 1830 He was the eldest son of Rev William Arthur and Malvina StoneHis father a Baptist minister was born in Ireland and emigrated tothe United States Chester prepared for college at Union Village inGreenwich and at Schenectady NY and in 1845 entered the sophomoreclass of Union College While in his sophomore year taught school for aterm at Schaghticoke Rensselaer County and a second term at the sameplace during his last year in college Joined the Psi Upsilon Societyand was one of six in a class of one hundred who were elected membersof the Phi Beta Kappa Society the condition of admission being highscholarship After his graduation in 1848 at the age of 18 attended alaw school at Ballston Spa NY returned to Lansingburg NY wherehis father then resided and continued his legal studies Was principalof an academy at North Pownal Bennington County Vt in 1851 In1853 entered the law office of Erastus D Culver in New York City asa student was admitted to the bar during the same year and at oncebecame a member of the firm of Culver Parker  Arthur Having formedfrom early associations sentiments of hostility to slavery as a lawstudent and after his admission to the bar became an earnest advocatefor the slaves Became a Henry Clay Whig and cast his first votein 1852 for Winfield Scott for President Participated in the firstRepublican State convention at Saratoga and took an active partin the Fremont campaign of 1856 October 29 1859 married Ellen LewisHerndon of Fredericksburg Va January 1 1861 was appointed onGovernor Edwin D Morgans staff as engineer in chief with the rankof brigadiergeneral Had previously taken part in the organizationof the State militia and had been judgeadvocate of the SecondBrigade When the civil war began in April 1861 he became actingquartermastergeneral and as such began in New York City the work ofpreparing and forwarding the States quota of troops Was called toAlbany in December for consultation concerning the defenses of New YorkHarbor Summoned a board of engineers on December 24 of which he becamea member and on January 18 1862 submitted an elaborate report on thecondition of the national forts both on the seacoast and on the inlandborder of the State Was appointed inspectorgeneral February 10 1862with the rank of brigadiergeneral and in May inspected the New Yorktroops at Fredericksburg and on the Chickahominy In June 1862Governor Morgan ordered his return from the Army of the Potomac and heacted as secretary of the meeting of the governors of the loyal Stateswhich was held June 28 in New York City At Governor Morgans requestGeneral Arthur resumed his former work resigned as inspectorgeneraland on July 10 was appointed quartermastergeneral Retired from theoffice December 31 1862 when Horatio Seymour succeeded GovernorMorgan Between 1862 and 1872 was engaged in continuous and active lawpracticein partnership with Henry G Gardner from 1862 till 1867 thenfor five years alone and on January 1 1872 formed the firm of ArthurPhelps  Knevals Was for a short time counsel for the department ofassessments and taxes but resigned the place Continued during all thisperiod to take an active part in politics Was chairman in 1868 of theCentral Grant Club of New York and became chairman of the executivecommittee of the Republican State committee in 1879 Was appointedcollector of the port of New York by President Grant on November 201871 was reappointed on December 17 1875 and confirmed by the Senateon the same day without reference to a committee a courtesy neverbefore extended to an appointee who had not been a Senator retained theoffice until July 11 1878 when he was suspended by President Hayes Onretiring from the office of collector resumed the practice of law withthe firm of Arthur Phelps Knevals  Ransom Advocated in 1880 thenomination of General Grant to succeed President Hayes Was a delegateat large to the Chicago convention which met June 2 1880 After thenomination of General Garfield for the Presidency a general desire arosein the convention to nominate for VicePresident some advocate ofGeneral Grant and a resident of New York State The New York delegationindicated their preference for General Arthur and he was nominated onthe first ballot Was elected VicePresident November 2 1880 took theoath of office March 4 1881 and presided over the extraordinarysession of the Senate that then began which was very exciting Thatbody being equally divided he was frequently called upon to exercisethe right of casting the controlling vote President Garfield was shotJuly 2 1881 and died September 19 His Cabinet announced his death tothe VicePresident then in New York and at their suggestion he tookthe oath as President on the 20th at his residence in New York Citybefore Judge John R Brady of the New York supreme court On the 22dthe oath was formally administered again in the VicePresidents roomin the Capitol at Washington by Chief Justice Waite President Arthursname was presented to the Republican Presidential convention which metat Chicago June 3 1884 On the first ballot he received 278 votesagainst 540 for all others 276 on the second 274 on the third and 207on the fourth which resulted in the nomination of James G Blaine Inthe canvass which ensued Mr Arthur rendered all possible assistance tothe Republican cause and candidates Died suddenly at his residence inNew York City November 18 1886 and was buried in Rural Cemetery atAlbanyINAUGURAL ADDRESSFor the fourth time,9
+Produced by Jeroen Hellingman and the Distributed Proofreaders TeamThe KhasisByMajor PRT Gurdon IADeputy Commissioner Eastern Bengal and AssamCommission and Superintendent ofEthnography in AssamWith an Introduction bySir Charles Lyall KCSIPublished under the orders of the Government ofEastern Bengal and AssamIllustratedPrefaceThis book is an attempt to give a systematic account of the Khasipeople their manners and customs their ethnological affinitiestheir laws and institutions their religious beliefs their folkloretheir theories as to their origin and their languageThis account would perhaps have assumed a more elaborate and ambitiousform were it not that the author has been able to give to it onlythe scanty leisure of a busy district officer He has been somewhathampered by the fact that his work forms part of a series of officialpublications issued at the expense of the Government of Eastern Bengaland Assam and that it had to be completed within a prescribed periodof timeThe author gladly takes this opportunity to record his gratefulthanks to many kind friends who have helped him either with actualcontributions to his material or with not less valued suggestionsand criticisms The arrangement of the subjects discussed is due toSir Bampfylde Fuller lately LieutenantGovernor of the Provincewhose kindly interest in the Khasis will long be remembered by themwith affectionate gratitude The Introduction is from the accomplishedpen of Sir Charles Lyall to whom the author is also indebted for muchother help and encouragement It is now many years since Sir CharlesLyall served in Assam but his continued regard for the Khasi peoplebears eloquent testimony to the attractiveness of their character andto the charm which the homely beauty of their native hills exercisesover the minds of all who have had the good fortune to know themTo Mr N L Hallward thanks are due for the revision of the proofsheets and to the Revd H P Knapton for the large share he took inthe preparation of the index The section dealing with folklore couldhardly have been written but for the generosity of the Revd DoctorRoberts of the Welsh Calvinistic Mission in the Khasi and JaintiaHills in placing at the authors disposal his collection of thelegends current among the people Many others have helped but thefollowing names may be specially mentioned viz Mr J B ShadwellMr S E Rita the Revd C H Jenkins Mr C Shadwell Mr DohoryRopmay U Hormu Roy Diengdoh U Rai Mohan Diengdoh U Job SolomonU Suttra Singh Bordoloi U San Mawthoh U Hajam Kishore SinghU Nissor Singh and U Sabor RoyA bibliography of the Khasis which the author has attempted to makeas complete as possible has been added The coloured plates withone exception viz that taken from a sketch by the late ColonelWoodthorpe have been reproduced from the pictures of Miss EireneScottOConnor Mrs Philip Rogers The reproductions are the work ofMessrs W Griggs and Sons as are also the monochromes from photographsby Mrs Muriel Messrs Ghosal Brothers and the author Lastly theauthor wishes to express his thanks to Srijut Jagat Chandra Goswamihis painstaking assistant for his care in arranging the authorssomewhat voluminous records and for his work generally in connectionwith this monographP R GBibliographyAgricultural Bulletin No 5 of 1898Allen B CAssam Census Report 1901Allen W JReport on the Khasi and Jaintia Hill Territory 1868Aymonier MonsieurLe CambodgeBivar Colonel H SAdministration Report on the Khasi and JaintiaHills District of 1876Buchanan HamiltonEastern India Edited by Montgomery MartinDalton Colonel E TDescriptive Ethnology of BengalGait E AHuman Sacrifices in Assam vol i JASB of 1898Grierson Doctor G ALinguistic Survey of India vol iiHenniker F CMonograph on gold and silver wares in AssamHooker Sir JosephHimalayan JournalsHunter Sir WilliamStatistical Account of AssamJeebon Roy U_Ka Niam Khasi_Jenkins The Rev MrLife and Work in Khasia_Khasi Mynta_A monthly journal published at Shillong in the KhasilanguageKuhn Professor E_Über Herkunft und Sprache dertransgangetischen Völker_ 1883Kuhn Professor E_Beiträge zur SprachenkundeHinterindiens_ 1889Lindsay LordLives of the LindsaysLogan J R Aseries of papers on the Ethnology of the IndoPacificIslands which appeared in the Journal of the Indian ArchipelagoMackenzie Sir AlexanderAccount of the NorthEastern FrontierMills A J MReport on the Khasi and Jaintia Hills 1853Nissor Singh UHints on the study of the Khasi languageNissor Singh UKhasiEnglish dictionaryOldham ThomasOn the geological structure of a portion of the KhasiHills BengalOldham ThomasGeology of the Khasi HillsPeal S EOn some traces of the KolMonAnam in the EasternNaga HillsPryse Rev WIntroduction to the Khasis language comprising agrammar selections for reading and a vocabularyRecords of the Eastern Bengal and Assam SecretariatRoberts The Rev HKhasi grammarRobinsonAssamScott Sir GeorgeUpper Burma GazetteerShadwell J BNotes on the KhasisStack ENotes on silk in AssamWaddell ColonelAccount of the Assam tribesJA SBWard Sir WilliamIntroduction to the Assam Land Revenue ManualWeinberg EReport on Excise in AssamYule Sir HenryNotes on the Khasi Hills and peopleContentsIntroduction xvxxviiSection IGeneral    Habitat  12    Appearance 23    Physical and General Characteristics 36    Geographical Distribution 610    Origin 1011    Affinities 1118    Dress 1821    Tattooing 21    Jewellery 2223    Weapons 2326Section IIDomestic Life    Occupation 2628    Apiculture 2830    Houses 3033    Villages 3335    Furniture and Household Utensils 3638    Musical Instruments 3839    Agriculture 3943    Crops 4348    Hunting 4849    Fishing 4951    Food 5152    Drink 5254    Games 5457    Manufactures 5761Section IIILaws and Customs    Tribal Organization 6266    State Organization 6675    Marriage 7679    Divorce 7981    Inheritance 8285    Adoption 8586    Tenure of Land and Laws regarding Land 8691    Laws regarding other Property 91    Decision of Disputes 9197    War 9798    Human Sacrifices 98104Section IVReligion    General Character of Popular Beliefs 105109    Ancestor Worship 109113    Worship of Natural Forces and of Deities 114116,4
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+Produced by Jim LudwigDICK PRESCOTTS SECOND YEAR AT WEST POINTorFinding the Glory of the Soldiers LifeH Irving HancockCONTENTSCHAPTERS    I The Class President Lectures on Hazing   II Plebe Briggs Learns a Few Things  III Greg Debates Between Girls and Mischief   IV The OC Wants to Know    V I Respectfully Decline to Answer Sir   VI Greg Prepares for Flirtation Walk  VII The Folks from Home VIII Cadet Dodge Hears Something   IX Spoony FemmeFlirtation Walk    X The Cure for Plebe Animal Spirits   XI Lieutenant Topham Feels Queer  XII Under a Fearful Charge XIII In Close Arrest  XIV Friends Who Stand By   XV On Trial by CourtMartial  XVI A Verdict and a Hop XVII A Liar and a CowardXVIII The Fight in the Barracks  XIX Mr Dennisons Turn is Served   XX A Discovery at the Riding Drill  XXI Pitching for the Army Nine XXII Gregs Secret and AnothersXXIII The Committee on Class Honors XXIV ConclusionCHAPTER ITHE CLASS PRESIDENT LECTURES ON HAZINGLeaving the road that wound by the officers quarters at the northend turning on to the road that passed the hotel a hot somewhattired and rather dusty column of cadets swung along towards theirtents in the distanceThe column was under arms as though the cadets had been engaged intarget practice or out on a reconnaissanceThe young men wore russet shoes gray trousers and leggings grayflannel shirts and soft campaign hatsTheir appearance was not that of soldiers on parade but of thegrim toilers and fighters who serve in the fieldTheir work that morning had in fact been strictly in line withlabor for the young men under Captain McAneny had been engagedin the study of field fortifications  To be more exact the youngmen had been digging military trenchesyesdigging them forat West Point hard labor is not beneath the cadets dignityJust as they swung off the road past the officers quarters theyoung men marching in route step fell quickly into step at thecommand of the cadet officer at the head of the lineNow they marched along at no greater speed but with better swingand rhythm  They were in fact perfect soldiersthe best tobe found on earthPast the hotel they moved and out along the road that leads bythe summer encampment  The brisk command of halt rang outImmediately afterwards the command was dismissed  Carrying theirrifles at ease the young men stepped briskly through differentcompany streets to their tentsThree of these brought up together at one of the tentsHome Sweet Home hummed Greg Holmes as he stepped into histentThank goodness for the luxury of a little rest muttered DickPrescottRest repeated Tom Anstey with a look of amazement  Whattime have you now for a restI can spare the time to stretch and yawn laughed Dick  IfI am capable of swift work after that I may indulge in two yawnsLook out or youll get skinned for being late at dinner formationwarned GregThere was in truth no time for fooling  These cadets and theircomrades had reached camp just on the dot of time  But now theyhad precious few minutes in which to cleanse themselves brushtheir hair and get into white duck trousers and gray fatigue blousesThe call for dinner formation would sound at the appointed instantand they must be readySound it did in short time but it caught no one nappingNearly everyone of the young men in camp had just returned froma forenoons work and hot and dusty at thatBut now as the call sounded every member of three classes steppedfrom his tent looking as though he had just stepped from an hourspent in the hands of a valetNot one showed the least flaw in personal neatness  Moreoverthe tents which these cadets had just quitted were in absoluteorder and wholly clean  At West Point no excuse whatever is acceptedfor untidiness of person or quartersWith military snap and briskness the battalion was formed  Thenat brisk command the battalion turned to the left in column offours marching down the hot sunblazed road to cadet messDespite the heat and the hard work of the forenoonthese cadetshad been up as they we every day in summer since five in themorningspirits ran high at the midday meal and chaffing talkand laughter ran from table to tableThe meal over the battalion marched back to camp  There werea few minutes yet before the afternoon drills  A few minutesof leisure  Yes if such an easy act as dressing in uniform appropriateto the coming drill may be termed leisureDrills are going to be called off I reckon murmured Gregpoking his head outside the khaki colored tent after he had puthimself in readinessWhats up demanded Anstey lacing a leggingThe sky is about the color of ink over old Crows Nest reportedGregJust then there came a vivid flash of lightning followed ina few seconds by a deep echoing roll of thunder  The summerstorms along this part of the Hudson River sometimes come almostout of the clear skyIm always thankful for even the smallest favors muttered Ansteywith a yawnWell have to make up this drill some other day when its hotterDick observed but he nevertheless dropped on to a campstool witha grunt of reliefYes each of these three cadets could now have a campstool of hisown in quarters for Prescott Holmes and Anstey were all yearlingsAnd a yearling is some one in the cadet corps  For the first fewdays after his release from the plebe class the yearling is quitelikely to feel that he is nearly the whole thing  By degreeshowever the yearling in summer encampment discovers that there isa first class of much older cadets above himThere are no second classmen in summer encampment until justbefore the time to break camp and return to barracks for the followingacademic year  Members of the new second classmen who havesuccessfully passed through the first two years of life,36
+Produced by Renald Levesque and the Online Distributed ProofreadingTeam This file was produced from images generously made availableby the Bibliothèque nationale de France BnFGallica athttpgallicabnffrMETELLAILe comte de Buondelmonte revenant dun voyage de quelques journées auxenvirons de Florence fut versé par la maladresse de son postillon ettomba sans se faire aucun mal dans un fossé de plusieurs pieds deprofondeur La chaise de poste fut brisée et le comte allait être forcéde gagner à pied le plus prochain relais lorsquune calèche de voyagequavait changé de chevaux peu après lui à la poste précédente vintà passer Les postillons des deux voitures entamèrent un dialoguedexclamations qui aurait pu durer longtemps encore sans remédier àrien si le voyageur de la calèche ayant jeté un regard sur le comteneût proposé le dénoûment naturel à ces sortes daccidents il priapoliment Buondelmonte de monter dans sa voiture et de continuer aveclui son voyage Le comte accepta sans répugnance car les manièresdistinguées du voyageur rendaient au moins tolérable la perspective depasser plusieurs heures en têteatête avec un inconnuLe voyageur se nommait Olivier il était Genevois fils uniquehéritier dune grande fortune Il avait vingt ans et voyageait pourson instruction ou son plaisir Cétait un jeune homme blanc frais etmince Sa figure était charmante et sa conversation sans avoir ungrand éclat était fort audessus des banalités que le comte encore unpeu aigri intérieurement de sa mésaventure sattendait à échanger aveclui La politesse néanmoins empêcha les deux voyageurs de se demandermutuellement leur nomLe comte forcé de sarrêter au premier relais pour y attendre ses gensleur donner ses ordres et faire raccommoder sa chaise brisée voulutprendre congé dOlivier mais celuici ny consentit point Il déclaraquil attendrait à lauberge que son compagnon improvisé eût réglé sesaffaires et quil ne repartirait quavec lui pour Florence Il mestabsolument indifférent lui ditil darriver dans cette ville quelquesheures plus tard aucune obligation ne mappelle impérieusement dans unlieu ou dans un autre Je vais si vous me le permettez faire préparerle dîner pour nous deux Vos gens viendront vous parler ici et nouspourrons repartir dans deux ou trois heures afin dêtre à Florencedemain matinOlivier insista si bien que le Florentin fut contraint de se rendre à sapolitesse La table fut servie aussitôt par les ordres du jeune Suisseet le vin de lauberge nétant pas fort bon le valet de chambredOlivier alla chercher dans la calèche quelques bouteilles dunexcellent vin du Rhin que le vieux serviteur réservait à son maître pourles mauvais gîtesLe comte qui même sur les meilleures apparences se livrait rarementavec des étrangers but trèsmodérément et sen tint à une politessefranche et de bonne humeur Le Genevois plus expansif plus jeune etsachant bien sans doute quil nétait forcé de veiller à la gardedaucun secret se livra au plaisir de boire plusieurs larges verresdun vin généreux après une journée de soleil et de poussièrePeutêtre aussi commençaitil à sennuyer de son voyage solitaire et lasociété dun homme desprit lavaitelle disposé à la joie il devintcommunicatifIl est fort rare quun homme parle de luimême sans dire bientôt quelqueimpertinence aussi le comte quune certaine malice contractée dans lecommerce du monde abandonnait rarement sattendaitil à chaque instantà découvrir dans son compagnon ce levain dégoïsme et de fatuité quenous avons tous audessous de lépiderme Il fut surpris davoirlongtemps attendu inutilement il essaya de flatter toutes les idées dujeune homme pour lui trouver enfin un ridicule et il ny parvint pasce qui le piqua un peu car il nétait pas habitué à déployer en vainles finesses gracieuses de sa pénétrationMonsieur dit le Genevois dans le cours de la conversation pouvezvousme dire si lady Mowbray est en ce moment à FlorenceLady Mowbray dit Buondelmonte avec un léger tressaillement ouimonsieur elle doit être de retour de NaplesElle passe tous les hivers à FlorenceOui monsieur depuis bien des années Vous connaissez lady MowbrayNon mais jai un vif désir de la connaîtreAhEstce que cela vous surprend monsieur On dit que cest la femme laplus aimable de lEuropeOui monsieur et la meilleure Vous en avez beaucoup entendu parlerà ce que je voisJai passé une partie de la saison dernière aux eaux dAix ladyMowbray venait den partir et il nétait question que delle Combienjai regretté dêtre arrivé si tard Jaurais adoré cette femmelàVous en parlez vivement dit le comteJe ne risque pas dêtre impertinent envers elle reprit le jeunehomme je ne lai jamais vue et ne la verrai peutêtre jamaisPourquoi nonSans doute pourquoi non mais lon peut aussi demander pourquoi ouiJe sais quelle est affable et bonne que sa maison est ouverte auxétrangers et que sa bienveillance leur est une protection précieuse jesais aussi que je pourrais me recommander de quelques personnes quellehonore de son amitié mais vous devez comprendre et connaître monsieurcette espèce de répugnance craintive que nous éprouvons tous à nousapprocher des personnes qui ont le plus excité de loin nos sympathies etnotre admirationParce que nous craignons de les trouver audessous de ce que nous enavons attendu dit le comteOh mon Dieu non reprit vivement Olivier ce nest pas cela Quantà moi cest parce que je me sens peu digne dinspirer tout ce quejéprouve et en outre malhabile à lexprimerVous avez tort dit le comte en le regardant en face avec uneexpression singulière je suis sûr que vous plairiez beaucoup à ladyMowbrayComment vous croyez et pourquoi doù me viendrait ce bonheurElle aime la franchise la bonté Je crois que vous êtes franc et bonJe le crois aussi dit Olivier mais cela peutil suffire pour êtreremarqué delle au milieu de tant de gens distingués qui lui formentditon une petite courMais dit le comte reprenant son sourire ironique remarquéremarqué comment lentendezvousOh monsieur ne me faites pas plus dhonneur que je ne mériterépondit Olivier en riant je lentends comme un écolier modeste quidésire une mention honorable au concours mais qui nambitionne pas legrand prix Dailleurs mais je vais peutêtre dire une sottise Sivous ne buvez plus permettezmoi de faire emporter cette dernièrebouteille Depuis un quart dheure je bois par distractionBuvez dit le comte en remplissant le verre dOlivier et ne melaissez pas croire que vous craignez de vous faire connaître à moiSoit,7
+Thanks to A Celebration of Women Writershttpdigitallibraryupenneduwomenfor providing the source textTHREE TIMES AND OUTTOLD BYPRIVATE SIMMONSWRITTEN BYNELLIE L MCCLUNGAuthor of SOWING SEEDS IN DANNY IN TIMES LIKE THESEand THE NEXT OF KINWith IllustrationsTORONTOTHOMAS ALLENBOSTON AND NEW YORKHOUGHTON MIFFLIN COMPANY1918  To the companion who failed  through no fault of his and  no lack of courage          TOM BROMLEY  loyal friend and best of com  rades this book is dedicatedPREFACEWhen a young man whom I had not seen until that day came to see mein Edmonton and told me he had a story which he thought was worthwriting and which he wanted me to write for him I told him I couldnot undertake to do it for I was writing a story of my own but thatI could no doubt find some one who would do it for himThen he mentioned that he was a returned soldier and had been forsixteen months a prisoner in Germany and had made his escapeThat changed everythingI asked him to come right in and tell me all about itfor like everyone else I have friends in the prisoncamps of Germany boys whom Iremember as little chaps in knickers playing with my children boysI taught in country schools in Manitoba boys whose parents are myfriends There are many of these whom we know to be prisoners andthere are some who have been listed as missing who we are stillhoping against long odds may be prisonersI asked him many questions How were they treated Did they getenough to eat Did they get their parcels Were they very lonelyDid he by any chance know a boy from Vancouver called Wallen Gordonwho had been Missing since the 2d of June 1916 Or Reg Black fromManitou or Garnet Stewart from WinnipegUnfortunately he did notThen he began his story Before he had gone far I had determined todo all I could to get his story into print for it seemed to me to bea story that should be written It gives at least a partial answerto the anxious questionings that are in so many hearts It tells ussomething of the fate of the brave fellows who have temporarilylost their freedomto make our freedom securePrivate Simmons is a close and accurate observer who sees clearlyand talks well He tells a straightforward unadorned tale everysentence of which is true and convincing I venture to hope thatthe reader may have as much pleasure in the reading of it as I hadin the writingNELLIE L McCLUNGEdmonton October 24 1918CONTENTS        I  HOW IT STARTED       II  THROUGH BELGIUM      III  INTO GERMANY       IV  THE LAZARET        V  THE PRISONCAMP       VI  ROSSBACH      VII  THE ESCAPE     VIII  OFF FOR SWITZERLAND       IX  CAUGHT        X  THE CELLS       XI  THE STRAFEBARRACK      XII  BACK TO CAMP     XIII  CELLELAGER      XIV  OFF FOR HOLLAND       XV  CAUGHT AGAIN      XVI  THE INVISIBLE BROTHERHOOD     XVII  THE CELLS AT OLDENBUBG    XVIII  PARNEWINKEL CAMP      XIX  THE BLACKEST CHAPTER OF ALL       XX  ONCE AGAIN      XXI  TRAVELLERS OF THE NIGHT     XXII  THE LONG ROAD TO FREEDOM    XXIII  OUT            CONCLUSIONILLUSTRATIONS  PRIVATE SIMMONS    From a photograph taken since his return to Canada  OFFICERS QUARTERS IN A GERMAN MILITARY PRISON  GIESSEN PRISONCAMP  TED BROMLEY IN RED CROSS OVERCOAT WITH PRISON    NUMBER AND MARKED SLEEVE  GERMAN PRISON STAMP    These stamps are used to pay prisoners for their work and    to be exchanged for any money they may have when captured  TWO PAGES FROM PRIVATE SIMMONSS DIARY  MAP MADE BY PRIVATE SIMMONS OF THE FIRST ATTEMPT  THE CHRISTMAS CARD WHICH THE GIESSEN PRISON AUTHORITIES    SUPPLIED TO THE PRISONERS  MAP MADE FROM PAPER WHICH CAME IN A PARCEL WRAPPED AROUND    A FRUITCAKE  FRIEDRICHSFELD PRISONCAMP IN WINTER  MAP WHICH PRIVATE SIMMONS GOT FROM THE CANADIAN ARTIST AT    GIESSEN SHOWING ROUTES OF SECOND AND THIRD ATTEMPTS  FRIEDRICHSFELD PRISONCAMP IN SUMMER  A PRISON POSTCARD FROM FRIEDRICHSFELD BEI WESEL SHOWING    COSMOPOLITAN GROUP OF PRISONERS  POSTCARD SENT BY PRIVATE BROMLEY FROM THE PRISONCAMP OF    SOLTAU SHOWING GRAVES OF PRISONERSTHREE TIMES AND OUTCHAPTER IHOW IT STARTEDEngland has declared war on GermanyWe were working on a pumphouse on the Columbia River at TrailBritish Columbia when these words were shouted at us from the doorby the boss carpenter who had come down from the smelter to tell usthat the news had just come over the wireEvery one stopped work and for a full minute not a word was spokenThen Hill a British reservist who was my workmate laid down hishammer and put on his coat There was neither haste nor excitement inhis movements but a settled conviction that gave me a queer feelingI began to argue just where we had left off for the prospect of warhad been threshed out for the last two days with great thoroughnessIt will be settled I said Nations cannot go to war now It wouldbe suicide with all the modern methods of destruction It will,9
+Produced by William Boerst and PG Distributed ProofreadersIllustration Captain William F Drannan Chief of ScoutsCAPT WF DRANNANCHIEF OF SCOUTSAs Pilot to Emigrant and Government Trains Across the Plains of theWild West of Fifty Years AgoAS TOLD BY HIMSELFAS A SEQUEL TO HIS FAMOUS BOOK THIRTY ONE YEARS ON THE PLAINS AND INTHE MOUNTAINS_Copiously Illustrated by E BERT SMITH_1910PREFACEThe kindly interest with which the public has received my first bookThirtyone Years on the Plains and in the Mountains has tempted meinto writing this second little volume in which I have tried to portraythat part of my earlier life which was spent in piloting emigrantand government trains across the Western Plains when Plains meantwilderness with nothing to encounter but wild animals and wilderhostile Indian tribes When every step forward might have speltdisaster and deadly danger was likely to lurk behind each bush orthicket that was passedThe tales put down here are tales of true occurrencesnot fictionThey are tales that were lived through by throbbing hearts of men andwomen who were all bent upon the one same purposeto plow onwardonward through danger and death till their goal the land of goldwas reached and if the kind reader will receive them and judge themas such the purpose of this little book will be amply and generouslyfulfilledWFDCONTENTSCHAPTER 1CHAPTER 2CHAPTER 3CHAPTER 4CHAPTER 5CHAPTER 6CHAPTER 7CHAPTER 8CHAPTER 9CHAPTER 10CHAPTER 11CHAPTER 12Illustration The Attack Upon the TrainILLUSTRATIONSFROM DRAWINGS BY E BERT SMITHCaptain WF Drannan Chief of ScoutsWith the exception of Carson we were all scaredAs soon as they were gone I took the Scalp off the dead Chiefs headThe first thing we knew the whole number that we had first seen wereupon usWaving my hat I dashed into the midst of the bandFishing with the girlsThey raced around us in a circleThe mother bear ran up to the dead cub and pawed it with her feetThe next morning we struck the trail for Bents FortI took the leadI bent over him and spoke to him but he did not answerIllustration With the exception of Carson we were all scaredCHAPTER 1At the age of fifteen I found myself in St Louis Mo probably fivehundred miles from my childhood home with one dollar and a half inmoney in my pocket I did not know one person in that whole city and noone knew me After I had wandered about the city a few days trying tofind something to do to get a living I chanced to meet what proved tobe the very best that could have happened to me I met Kit Carson theworlds most famous frontiersman the man to whom not half the credithas been given that was his dueThe time I met him Kit Carson was preparing to go west on a tradingexpedition with the Indians When I say going west I mean far beyondcivilization He proposed that I join him and I in my eagerness foradventures in the wild consented readilyWhen we left St Louis we traveled in a straight western direction oras near west as possible Fiftyeight years ago Missouri was a sparselysettled country and we often traveled ten and sometimes fifteen mileswithout seeing a house or a single personWe left Springfield at the south of us and passed out of the State ofMissouri at Fort Scott and by doing so we left civilization behind forfrom Fort Scott to the Pacific coast was but very little known and wasinhabited entirely by hostile tribes of IndiansA great portion of the country between Fort Scott and the RockyMountains that we traveled over on that journey was a wild barrenwaste and we never imagined it would be inhabited by anything but wildIndians Buffalo and CoyotesWe traveled up the Neosha river to its source and I remember oneincident in particular We were getting ready to camp for the nightwhen Carson saw a band of Indians coming directly towards us They weremounted on horses and were riding very slowly and had their horsespacked with Buffalo meatWith the exception of Carson we were all scared thinking the Indianswere coming to take our scalps As they came nearer our camp Carsonsaid Boys we are going to have a feastOn the way out Carson had taught me to call him Uncle Kit So I saidUncle Kit are you going to kill an Indian and cook him for supperHe laughed and answered No Willie not quite as bad as that BesidesI dont think we are hungry enough to eat an Indian if we had onecooked by a French cook but what will be better to my taste at leastthe Indians are bringing us some Buffalo meat for our supper and sureenough they proved to be friendlyThey were a portion of the Caw tribe which was friendly with the whitesat that time They had been on a hunt and had been successful ingetting all the game they wanted When they rode up to our camp theysurrounded Carson every one of them trying to shake his hand first Notbeing acquainted with the ways of the Indians the rest of us did notunderstand what this meant and we got our guns with the intention ofprotecting him from danger but seeing what we were about to do Carsonsang out to us Hold on boys These are our friends and as soon asthey were done shaking hands with him Carson said something to them in alanguage I did not understand and they came and offered their hands toshake with us The boys and myself with the rest stood and gazed at theperformance in amazement not knowing what to do or say These were thefirst wild Indians we boys had ever seen As soon as the hand shakingwas over Carson asked me to give him my knife which I carried in mybelt He had given the knife to me when we left St Louis I presumeCarson had a hundred just such knives as this one was in his pack buthe could not take the time then to get one out For my knife he traded ayearling Buffalo and there was meat,1
+Produced by Bill Brewer and Rick FaneRIDERS OF THE PURPLE SAGEBy Zane GreyCHAPTER I LASSITERA sharp clipcrop of ironshod hoofs deadened and died away and cloudsof yellow dust drifted from under the cottonwoods out over the sageJane Withersteen gazed down the wide purple slope with dreamy andtroubled eyes A rider had just left her and it was his message thatheld her thoughtful and almost sad awaiting the churchmen who werecoming to resent and attack her right to befriend a GentileShe wondered if the unrest and strife that had lately come to thelittle village of Cottonwoods was to involve her And then she sighedremembering that her father had founded this remotest border settlementof southern Utah and that he had left it to her She owned all theground and many of the cottages Withersteen House was hers and thegreat ranch with its thousands of cattle and the swiftest horses ofthe sage To her belonged Amber Spring the water which gave verdureand beauty to the village and made living possible on that wild purpleupland waste She could not escape being involved by whatever befellCottonwoodsThat year 1871 had marked a change which had been gradually comingin the lives of the peaceloving Mormons of the border GlazeStoneBridgeSterling villages to the north had risen against theinvasion of Gentile settlers and the forays of rustlers There had beenopposition to the one and fighting with the other And now Cottonwoodshad begun to wake and bestir itself and grown hardJane prayed that the tranquillity and sweetness of her life would not bepermanently disrupted She meant to do so much more for her people thanshe had done She wanted the sleepy quiet pastoral days to last alwaysTrouble between the Mormons and the Gentiles of the community wouldmake her unhappy She was Mormonborn and she was a friend to poorand unfortunate Gentiles She wished only to go on doing good and beinghappy And she thought of what that great ranch meant to her She lovedit allthe grove of cottonwoods the old stone house the ambertintedwater and the droves of shaggy dusty horses and mustangs the sleekcleanlimbed blooded racers and the browsing herds of cattle and thelean sunbrowned riders of the sageWhile she waited there she forgot the prospect of untoward change Thebray of a lazy burro broke the afternoon quiet and it was comfortinglysuggestive of the drowsy farmyard and the open corrals and the greenalfalfa fields Her clear sight intensified the purple sageslope as itrolled before her Low swells of prairielike ground sloped up tothe west Dark lonely cedartrees few and far between stood outstrikingly and at long distances ruins of red rocks Farther on up thegradual slope rose a broken wall a huge monument looming dark purpleand stretching its solitary mystic way a wavering line that fadedin the north Here to the westward was the light and color and beautyNorthward the slope descended to a dim line of canyons from which rosean upHinging of the earth not mountainous but a vast heave of purpleuplands with ribbed and fanshaped walls castlecrowned cliffs andgray escarpments Over it all crept the lengthening waning afternoonshadowsThe rapid beat of hoofs recalled Jane Withersteen to the question athand A group of riders cantered up the lane dismounted and threwtheir bridles They were seven in number and Tull the leader a talldark man was an elder of Janes churchDid you get my message he asked curtlyYes replied JaneI sent word Id give that rider Venters half an hour to come down tothe village He didnt comeHe knows nothing of it said Jane I didnt tell him Ive beenwaiting here for youWhere is VentersI left him in the courtyardHere Jerry called Tull turning to his men take the gang and fetchVenters out here if you have to rope himThe dustybooted and longspurred riders clanked noisily into the groveof cottonwoods and disappeared in the shadeElder Tull what do you mean by this demanded Jane If you mustarrest Venters you might have the courtesy to wait till he leaves myhome And if you do arrest him it will be adding insult to injury Itsabsurd to accuse Venters of being mixed up in that shooting fray in thevillage last night He was with me at the time Besides he let me takecharge of his guns Youre only using this as a pretext What do youmean to do to VentersIll tell you presently replied Tull But first tell me why youdefend this worthless riderWorthless exclaimed Jane indignantly Hes nothing of the kindHe was the best rider I ever had Theres not a reason why I shouldntchampion him and every reason why I should Its no little shame to meElder Tull that through my friendship he has roused the enmity of mypeople and become an outcast Besides I owe him eternal gratitude forsaving the life of little FayIve heard of your love for Fay Larkin and that you intend to adopther ButJane Withersteen the child is a GentileYes But Elder I dont love the Mormon children any less because Ilove a Gentile child I shall adopt Fay if her mother will give her tomeIm not so much against that You can give the child Mormon teachingsaid Tull But Im sick of seeing this fellow Venters hang around youIm going to put a stop to it Youve so much love to throw away onthese beggars of Gentiles that Ive an idea you might love VentersTull spoke with the arrogance of a Mormon whose power could not bebrooked and with the passion of a man in whom jealousy had kindled aconsuming fireMaybe I do love him said Jane She felt both fear and anger stir herheart Id never thought of that Poor fellow he certainly needs someone to love himThisll be a bad day for Venters unless you deny that returned TullgrimlyTulls men appeared under the cottonwoods and led a young man out intothe lane His ragged clothes were those of an outcast But he stood talland straight his wide shoulders flung back with the muscles of hisbound arms rippling and a blue flame of,0
+Produced by David Starner Leah Moser and the Online DistributedProofreading TeamFRANCESCA DA RIMINI_A TRAGEDY_  Francesca i tuoi martiri a lagrimar  mi fanno triato e pioDANTE_Inferno v 75 seq_Illustration GEORGE HENRY BOKERGEORGE HENRY BOKER18231890The name of George Henry Boker suggests a coterie of friendshipsagroup of men pledged to the pursuit of letters and worshippers at theshrine of poetry These men in the pages of whose published lettersand impressions are embedded many pleasing aspects of Bokerstemperament and character were Bayard Taylor Richard Henry Stoddardand Charles Godfrey Leland the latter known familiarly in Americanliterature as Hans Breitmann These four in different periods oftheir lives might have been called the inseparablesso closely didthey watch each others development so intently did they await eachothers literary output and write poetry to each other and meetat Bokers now and again for golden talks on Sundays Poetry wasa passion with them and even when twoBoker and Taylorwere sentabroad on diplomatic missions they could never have been said todesert the Musetheir literary activity was merely arrested One ofthe fourStoddardoften felt in the presence of Boker a certainreticence due to lack of educational advantages but in the face ofBokers graciousnessa quality which comes with culture in its truestsensehe soon found himself writing Boker on matters of style onqualities of English diction and on the status of American lettersastock topic of conversation those daysBoker was a Philadelphian born there on October 6 1823the sonof Charles S Boker a wealthy banker whose financial expertnessweathered the Girard National Bank through the panic years of 183840and whose honour impugned after his death in 1857 was defendedmany years later by his son in The Book of the Dead reflective ofTennysons In Memoriam and marked by a triteness of phrasewhich was always Bokers chief limitation both as a poet and as adramatistHe was brought up in an atmosphere of ease and refinement receivinghis preparatory education in private schools and entering Princetonin 1840 On the testimony of Leland who being related to Boker wasthrown with him in their early years and who avows that he alwaysshowed a love for the theatre we learn that the young college studentbore that same distinction of manner which had marked him as a childand was to cling to him as a diplomat Together as boys thesetwo would read their Percys Reliques Don Quixote Byron andScottand while they were both in Princeton Bokers room possessedthe only carpet in the dormitory and his walls boasted shelves of thehandsomest books in college    As a mere schoolboy wrote Leland Bokers knowledge of    poetry was remarkable I can remember that he even at nine    years of age manifested that wonderful gift that caused him    many years after to be characterized by some great actorI    think it was Forrestas the best reader in America While    at college  Shakespeare and Byron were his favourites He    used to quiz me sometimes for my predilections for Wordsworth    and Coleridge We both loved Shelly passionatelyIn fact Leland claims that Boker was given to ridicule the Lakershad he studied them instead he would have added to his own poetry anaturalness of expression which it lackedHe was quite the poet of Princeton in his day quite the gentlemanBohemian He was writes Leland quite familiar in a refined andgentlemanly way with all the dissipations of Philadelphia and NewYork His easy circumstances made it possible for him to balance hisascetic taste for scholarship with riding horseback To which almostperfect attainment he added the skilled ability to box fence anddance He graduated from Princeton in 1842 and the description of himleft to us by Leland reveals a young man of nineteen six feet tallwhose sculptured bust made at this time was not as much like him asthe ordinary busts of Lord Byron In later years he was said to bearstriking resemblance to Hawthorne His marriage to Miss Julia Riggsof Maryland followed shortly after his graduation in fact while hewas studying law a profession which was to serve him in good steadduring his diplomatic years but which he threw over for the strongerpull of poetry whose Muse he could court without the necessity ofdriving it hard for support Yet he was concerned about literatureas a paying profession for others On April 26 1851 he wrote toStoddard Alas alas Dick is it not sad that an American authorcannot live by magazine writing And this is wholly owing to thewant of our international copyright law Of course it is little to mewhether magazine writers get paid or not but it is so much to youand to a thousand others The time until 1847 was spent in foreigntravel but it is interesting to note as indication of no meanliterary attainment in the interim that Princeton during thisperiod bestowed on him the degree of MA for merit in letters1848 was a redletter year for Boker It witnessed the publication ofhis first volume of verse The Lessons of Life and other Poemsand it introduced him to Bayard Taylor and to RH Stoddard Of theoccasion Taylor writes on October 13 to Mary Agnew    Young Boker author of the tragedy Calaynos a most    remarkable work is here on a visit and spent several    hours tonight with me He is another heroa most notable    glorious mortal He is one of our band and is I think    destined to high renown as an author He is nearly my own age    perhaps a year or two older and he has lived through the same    sensations fought the same fight and now stands up with the    same defiant spiritThis friendship was one of excellent spiritual sympathy and remarkableexternal similarities and contrasts One authority has written oftheir late years    In certain ways he and his friend Bayard Taylor made an    interesting contrast,0
+Produced by Robert Connal Graeme Mackreth and PG DistributedProofreaders This file was produced from images generously madeavailable by the Canadian Institute for Historical MicroreproductionsA GENERAL HISTORY AND COLLECTION OF VOYAGES AND TRAVELSARRANGED IN SYSTEMATIC ORDERFORMING A COMPLETE HISTORY OF THE ORIGIN AND PROGRESS OF NAVIGATIONDISCOVERY AND COMMERCE BY SEA AND LAND FROM THE EARLIEST AGES TO THEPRESENT TIMEBYROBERT KERR FRS  FAS EDINILLUSTRATED BY MAPS AND CHARTSVOL IXMDCCCXXIV CONTENTSOFVOL IXPART II BOOK III CONTINUEDCHAP X _Continued_Early Voyages of the English to India after the Establishment of theEast India CompanySECT XV _Continued_Eighth Voyage of the English EastIndiaCompany in 1611 by Captain John Saris5 Further Observations respecting the Moluccas and the Completion ofthe Voyage to Japan6 Arrival at Brando and some Account of the Habits Manners andCustoms of the Japanese7 Journey of Captain Saris to the Court of the Emperor with hisObservations there and by the Way8 Occurrences at Firando during the Absence of Captain Saris9 Continuation of these Occurrences10 Conclusion of these11 Occurrences at Firando after the return of Captain Saris12 Voyage from Japan to Bantam and thence to EnglandI3 Intelligence concerning Yedso or Jesso received from a Japanese atJedo who had been twice there14 Note of Commodities vendible in Japan15 Supplementary Notices of Occurrences in Japan after the departureof Captain SarisSECT XVI Ninth Voyage of the EastIndia Company in 1612 by CaptainEdward MarlowSECT XVII Tenth Voyage of the EastIndia Company in 1612 written byMr Thomas Best Chief Commander1 Observations during the Voyage from England to Surat2 Transactions with the Subjects of the Mogul Fights with thePortuguese Settlement of a Factory and Departure for Acheen3 Occurrences at Acheen in Sumatra4 Trade at Tecoo and Passaman with the Voyage to Bantam and thenceto EnglandSECT XVIII Observations made during the foregoing Voyage by MrCopland Chaplain Mr Robert Boner Master and Mr Nicholas WhittingtonMerchant1 Notes extracted from the Journal of Mr Copland Chaplain of theVoyage2 Notes extracted from the Journal of Mr Robert Boner who was Masterof the Dragon3 Extract from a Treatise by Mr Nicholas Whittington who was left asFactor in the Mogul Country by Captain Best containing some of hisTravels and AdventuresSECT XIX Eleventh Voyage of the EastIndia Company in 1612 in theSalomonSECT XX Twelfth Voyage of the EastIndia Company in 1613 by CaptainChristopher Newport1 Observations at St Augustine Mohelia and divers Parts of Arabia2 Proceedings on the Coast of Persia and Treachery of the Baloches3 Arrival at Diulginde and landing of the Ambassador Seeking Tradethere are crossed by the slanderous Portuguese Go to Sumatra andBantam and thence to EnglandCHAP XI Continuation of the Early Voyages of the English East IndiaCompany to IndiaIntroductionSECT I Voyage of Captain Nicholas Downton to India in 16141 Incidents at Saldanha Socotora and Swally with an Account of theDisagreements between the Moguls and Portuguese and between the Naboband the English2 Account of the Forces of the Portuguese their hostile Attempts andFight with the English in which they are disgracefully repulsed3 Supplies received by the Portuguese who vainly endeavour to useFireboats They seek Peace which is refused and depart Interviewbetween the Nabob and Captain Downton and Departure of the EnglishSECT II Relations by Mr Elkington and Mr Dodsworth in Supplement topreceding Voyage1 Continuation of the Voyage from Surat to Bantam by Captain ThomasElkington2 Brief Observations by Mr Edward Dodsworth who returned to Englandin the HopeSECT III Journey of Richard Steel and John Crowther from Agimere inIndia to Ispahan in Persia in the Years 1615 and 1616SECT IV Voyage of Captain Walter Peyton to India in 16151 Occurrences during the Voyage from England to Surat2 Occurrences at Calicut and Sumatra Miscarriage of the EnglishShips Abuses of the Dutch and Factories in India3 Brief Notice of the Ports Cities and Towns inhabited by andtraded with by the Portuguese between the Cape of Good Hope and Japanin the Year 1616SECT V Notes concerning the Proceedings of the Factory at Cranganorefrom the Journal of Roger HawesSECT VI Journal of Sir Thomas Roe Ambassador from James I to ShahJehanguire Mogul Emperor of HindoostanIntroduction1 Journey from Surat to the Court of the Mogul and Entertainmentthere with some Account of the Customs of the Country2 Occurrences in June July and August 1616 from which theCharacter and Dispositions of the Mogul and his Subjects may be observed3 Of the Celebration of the Kings Birthday with other Occurrencesin September 16164 Broils about Abdala Khan and KhanKhannan Ambitious Projects ofSultan Churrum to subvert his eldest Brother Seafight with aPortuguese Carrack and various other Occurrences5 Continuation of Occurrences at Court till leaving Agimere inNovember 16166 Sir Thomas Roe follows the Progress of the Court and describes theKings Leskar c7 A Newyears GiftSuspicion entertained of theEnglishDissatisfaction of the Persian AmbassadorEnglish Ships of Warin the Indian Seas8 Asaph Khan and Noormahal protect the English from Hope ofGainArrival of Mr SteelDanger to the Public from privateTradeStirs about a FortSECT VII Relation of a Voyage to India in 1616 with Observationsrespecting the Dominions of the Great Mogul by Mr Edward Terry1 Occurrences during the Voyage from England to Surat2 Description of the Mogul Empire3 Of the People of Hindoostan and their Manners and Customs4 Of the Sects Opinions Rites Priests c of the Hindoos withother ObservationsSECT VIII Journey of Thomas Coryat by Land from Jerusalem to theCourt of the Great Mogul1 Letter from Agimere to Mr L Whitaker in 16152 Do from Agra to his Mother in 16163 Some Observations concerning India by CoryatSECT IX Account of the Wrongs done to the English at Banda by theDutch in 1617 and 1618SECT X Fifth Voyage of the Jointstock by the English East IndiaCompany in 1617 under the Command of Captain Martin Pring1 Occurrences on the Voyage out and at Surat Bantam and Jacatra2 Dutch Injustice and Seafight between them and Sir Thomas Dale3 Departure for Coromandel with Occurrences there and Death of SirThomas DaleCapture of English Ships by the Dutch and Occurrences atTecoo4 News of Peace between the English and Dutch5 Voyage of Captain Pring from Bantam to Patania and Japan6 Voyage from Japan to Bantam and thence to EnglandSECT XI Voyage of the,4
+Produced by Mary Meehan and the Online Distributed Proofreading Team                            THE PHILANDERERS                            BY AEW MASON              Author of The Courtship of Morrice Buckler                                 1897PROLOGUEFive Englishmen were watching a camp fire in the centre of a forestclearing in midAfrica They did not speak but sat propped against logssmoking One of the five knocked out the ashes of his pipe upon theground a second roused by the movement picked up a fresh billet ofwood with a shiver and threw it on to the fire and the light for amoment flung a steady glow upon faces which were set with anxiety Theman who had picked up the billet looked from one to the other of thefaces then he turned and gazed behind him into the darkness The floorof the clearing was dotted with the embers of dying fires but now andagain he would hear the crackle of a branch and see a little flame spirtup and shine upon the barrels of rifles and the black bodies of thesleeping troops Round the edge of the clearing the trees rose massed anddark like a cliffs face He turned his head upwardsLook Drake he cried suddenly and pointed an arm eastwards The manopposite to him took his pipe from his mouth and looked in thatdirection The purple was fading out of the sky leaving it lividI see said Drake shortly and replacing his pipe he rose to hisfeet His four companions looked quickly at each other and the eldest ofthem spokeLook here Drake said he I have been thinking about this businessall night and the more I think of it the less I like it Of course weonly did what we were bound to do We couldnt get behind that evidencethere was no choice for us but youre the captain and there is achoice for youNo replied Drake quietly I too have been thinking about it allnight and there is no choice for meBut you can delay the execution until we get backI cant even do that A week ago there was a village hereIts not the man I am thinking of I havent lived my years in Africa tohave any feeling left for scum like that But also I havent lived myyears in Africa without coming to know theres one thing above all othersnecessary for the white man to do and thats to keep up the prestige ofthe white man String Gorley up if you like but not herenot beforethese blacksBut thats just what I am going to do answered Drake and just foryour reason toothe prestige of the white man Every day something isstolen by these fellows a rifle a bayonet rationssomething When Ifind the theft out I have to punish it havent I Well how can I punishthe black when he thieves and let the white man off when he thieves andmurders If I didwell I dont think I could strike a harder blow atthe white mans prestigeI dont ask you to let him off Only take him back to the coast Let himbe hanged there privatelyAnd how many of these blacks would believe that he had been hangedDrake turned away from the group and walked towards a hut which stoodsome fifty yards from the camp fire Three sentries were guarding thedoor Drake pushed the door open entered and closed it behind him Thehut was pitch dark since a board had been nailed across the only openingGorley he saidThere was a rustling of boughs against the opposite wall and a voiceanswered from close to the groundDamn you what do you wantHave you anything you wish to sayThat depends replied Gorley after a short pause and his voice changedto an accent of cunningTheres no bargain to be madeThe words were spoken with a sharp precision and again there wasa rustling of leaves as though Gorley had fallen back upon his bedof branchesBut you can undo some of the harm continued Drake and at that Gorleylaughed Drake stopped on the instant and for a while there was silencebetween the pair A gray beam of light shot through a chink between thelogs and then another and another until the darkness of the hut changedto a vaporous twilight Then of a sudden the notes of a bugle sounded thereveillé Gorley raised himself upon his elbows and thrust forward hishead Outside he heard the rattle of arms the chatter of voices all thehum of a camp astirDrake he whispered across to the figure standing against the doortheres enough gold dust to make two men rich but you shall have it allif you let me go You caneasily enough It wouldnt be difficult for aman to slip away into the forest on the march back if you gave the nod tothe sentries guarding him All I ask for is a rifle and a belt ofcartridges Id shift for myself thenHe ended abruptly and crouched listening to the orders shouted to thetroops outside The men were being ranged in their companies Then thecompanies in succession were marched halted wheeled and halted againGorley traced a plan of their evolutions with his fingers upon the floorof the hut The companies were formed into a squareDrake he began again and he crawled a little way across the hutDrake do you hear what Im saying Theres a fortune for you mind youall of it and I am the only one who can tell you where it is I didnttrust those black fellowsno no and he wagged,1
+Produced by Karen Lofstrom and PG Distributed Proofreaders Producedfrom images provided by the Million Book ProjectPERSIA REVISITEDIllustration HIM NasredDin The Late Shahon the steps of the Peacock Throne                                   PERSIA REVISITED1895_WITH REMARKS ONHIM MOZUFFEREDDIN SHAHAND THE PRESENT SITUATION IN PERSIA_1896BYGENERAL SIR THOMAS EDWARD GORDONKCIE CB CSI_Formerly Military Attaché and Oriental Secretary toHer Majestys Legation at Tehran_Author of The Roof of the WorldILLUSTRATED                                   PREFACEOn revisiting Tehran last autumn I was struck with the evidence ofprogress and improvement in Persia and on returning home I formed theidea of publishing a short account of my journey with observations andopinions which are based on my previous experiences and have referencealso to what has been recorded by others In carrying out this idea Ihave made use of information given in the wellknown books on Persia byMalcolm Fraser Watson and CurzonPersia Revisited as first written comprised up to Chapter VI of thebook but just as I had finished it for publication the sad news of theassassination of the Shah NasredDin was received I then saw that mybook to be complete should touch on the present situation in Persiaand accordingly I added two chapters which deal with the new Shah andhis brothers and the Sadr Azem and the successionThe illustrations are from photographs by M Sevragine of Tehran withthe exception of the likeness of HIM the Shah MozufferedDin andthat of HH Ali Asghar Khan Sadr Azem which latter by Messrs W andD Downey of Ebury Street London is published by their kindpermissionTE GORDON_May 1896_CONTENTSCHAPTER ILondon to BakuOilwells and worksPersians abroadCaspian steamersCaspian salmonEnzelli lagoonThe Jews in PersiaResht tradeMy eyeRussian roadThe tobacco strike 1891Collapse of Tobacco RégieMoulla oppositionCHAPTER IIThe late Shahs long reignHis camp lifeHabitsAppearancePersian Telegraph Intelligence DepartmentFarming the revenuesCondition of the peopleThe shoe questionThe CustomsImportation of armsMartiniHenry riflesIndoEuropean telegraphCHAPTER IIIKasvin grapesPersian wineVineyards in PersiaWine manufactureMount DemavendAfshar volcanic regionQuicksilver and goldTehran watersupplyVillage quarrelsVendettaTehran tramwaysBread riotsMint and copper coinCHAPTER IVReligious tolerance in TehranKatie Greenfields caseBabi sectLiberal opinionsGerman enterprise in PersiaRailways in Asia MinorRussian road extensionRailways to Persian frontiersThe Karun RiverTrade developmentThe Kajar dynastyLife titlesChieftainship of tribesSanctuaryThe Pearl cannonCHAPTER VThe military tribes and the royal guardMen of the people as great monarchsPersian sense of humourNightingales and poetryLegendary origin of the royal emblemLion and SunAncient Golden Eagle emblemThe Blacksmiths Apron the royal standardCHAPTER VIThe Order of the Lion and the SunRex and DidoDervishesEndurance of Persian horsesThe Shahs stablesThe sanctuary of the stableLongdistance racesA country of horsesThe _gymkhana_ in TehranOlive industry near ReshtReturn journeyGrosnoje oil fieldRussian railway travellingImproved communication with TehranCHAPTER VII_THE SITUATION IN PERSIA_ 1896IShrine of Shah Abdul AzimDeath of NasredDin ShahJemaledDin in TehranShiahs and SunnisIslam in PersiaCHAPTER VIII_THE SITUATION IN PERSIA_ 1896IIThe Shah MozufferedDinHis previous position at TabrizCharacter and dispositionHis sonsAccession to the thronePrevious accessions in the KajardynastyRegalia and crown jewelsPosition of the late Shahs two sons ZilesSultan and NaibesSultanehThe Sadr Azem Grand VazirPrompt action on the death of the late Shah                                   LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONSHIM NASREDDIN THE LATE SHAH ON THESTEPS OF THE PEACOCK THRONEFEMALE PIPEBEARER OF THE ANDERUNPERSIAN LADY AT HOMEARMENIAN MOTHER AND CHILDRENTHE PRESENT SHAH WHEN VALIAHD ENTERING HIS CARRIAGEPERSIAN TURK OF THE MILITARY TRIBESA MENDICANT DERVISH OF TEHRANA DERVISH STORYTELLER OF TEHRANHIM MOZUFFEREDDIN SHAHHH ALI ASGHAR KHAN SADRAZEM                                   INSCRIPTION ON THE SEAL OF THE LATE SHAH SHOWN ONTHE COVER_El Sultan Bin el Sultan Bin el Sultan Bin el SultanEl Sultan NasredDin Shah Kajar__The King Son of the King Son of the King Son of the KingThe King NasredDin Shah Kajar line_                                   PERSIA REVISITEDCHAPTER ILondon to BakuOilwells and worksPersians abroadCaspian steamersCaspian salmonEnzelli lagoonThe Jews in PersiaResht tradeMy eyeRussian roadThe tobacco strike 1891Collapse of Tobacco RégieMoulla oppositionThe Persians as a people still nomadic in their habits and much givento long pilgrimages have good knowledge of the ways and means of makinga journey pleasant Their saying _Avval rafîk baad tarîk_ First acompanion then the road is one which most travellers can fullyappreciate Accordingly when planning a trip in the autumn of 1895 tothe Land of Iran I cast about for a companion and was fortunate enoughto meet with two friends both going that way and who moreover likemyself had previously journeyed in PersiaWe decided to take the Odessa route to Batoum and we went by BerlinOderberg and Lemberg At Odessa we found that a less expensive andmore comfortable though perhaps half a day longer route lies byWarsaw On that line there are fewer changes and only one Customsexamination whereas by Oderberg there are two examinations Austrianand Russian Moreover through tickets are issued _viâ_ Warsaw aconvenience not provided _viâ_ Oderbergfresh tickets and rebooking ofluggage being necessary there and again both at Pod Voloczyska andVoloczyska on the Austrian and Russian frontiers We came in for acrowded train of firstclass passengers going from the Vienna directionto Jalta a favourite seaside place in the Crimea which has twofashionable seasonsspring and autumn These people were making for theaccelerated mailsteamer which leaves Odessa for Batoum every Wednesdayduring the summer service touching at Sebastopol Jalta andNovorossisk We were making for the same steamer and found crowdedcabins The mass of luggage to be examined at Voloczyska caused muchconfusion and delay,9
+Produced by Jonathan Ingram Victoria Woosley and PG DistributedProofreaders                            EMERSON                        AND OTHER ESSAYS                              BY                       JOHN JAY CHAPMAN                           AMS PRESS                           NEW YORK                  _Second Printing 1969_           Reprinted from the edition of 1899 New York                 First AMS EDITION published 1965           Manufactured in the United States of America         Library of Congress Catalog Card Number 75108126                        SEN 404006191                            CONTENTS            EMERSON                                3            WALT WHITMAN                         111            A STUDY OF ROMEO                     131            MICHAEL ANGELOS SONNETS             153            THE FOURTH CANTO OF THE INFERNO      173            ROBERT BROWNING                      185            ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON               217                            EMERSON                               I  Leave this hypocritical prating about the masses Masses are rude  lame unmade pernicious in their demands and influence and need  not to be flattered but to be schooled I wish not to concede  anything to them but to tame drill divide and break them up and  draw individuals out of them The worst of charity is that the lives  you are asked to preserve are not worth preserving Masses The  calamity is the masses I do not wish any mass at all but honest  men only lovely sweet accomplished women only and no  shovelhanded narrowbrained gindrinking million stockingers or  lazzaroni at all If government knew how I should like to see it  check not multiply the population When it reaches its true law of  action every man that is born will be hailed as essential Away  with this hurrah of masses and let us have the considerate vote of  single men spoken on their honor and their conscienceThis extract from The Conduct of Life gives fairly enough the leadingthought of Emersons life The unending warfare between the individualand society shows us in each generation a poet or two a dramatist or amusician who exalts and deifies the individual and leads us back againto the only object which is really worthy of enthusiasm or which canpermanently excite itthe character of a man It is surprising to findthis identity of content in all great deliverances The only thing wereally admire is personal liberty Those who fought for it and those whoenjoyed it are our heroesBut the hero may enslave his race by bringing in a system of tyrannythe battlecry of freedom may become a dogma which crushes the soul onegood custom may corrupt the world And so the inspiration of one agebecomes the damnation of the next This crystallizing of life into deathhas occurred so often that it may almost be regarded as one of the lawsof progressEmerson represents a protest against the tyranny of democracy He is themost recent example of elemental heroworship His opinions areabsolutely unqualified except by his temperament He expresses a form ofbelief in the importance of the individual which is independent of anypersonal relations he has with the world It is as if a man had beenwithdrawn from the earth and dedicated to condensing,37
+Produced by Clare Boothby David Newman Alison Hadwin and PGDistributed ProofreadersTHE ABOMINATIONS OF MODERN SOCIETYBY REV T DE WITT TALMAGEAUTHOR OF CRUMBS SWEPT UP1872PREFACEThis is a buoy swung over the rocks If it shall keep ship barkforeandaft schooner or hermaphrodite brig from driving on a leeshore alls wellThe book is not more for young men than old The Calabria was wreckedthe last day outNor is the book more for men than women The best being that God evermade is a good woman and the worst that the devil ever made is a badone If anything herein shall be a warning either to man or woman Iwill be glad that the manuscript was caught up between the sharp teethof the typeTDWTBROOKLYN January 1st 1872CONTENTSThe Curtain LiftedWinter NightsThe Power of ClothesAfter MidnightThe Indiscriminate DanceThe Massacre by Needle and SewingMachinePictures in the Stock GalleryLeprous NewspapersThe Fatal TenStrikeSome of the ClubHousesFlask Bottle and DemijohnHouse of Blackness of DarknessThe Gun that Kicks over the Man who Shoots it offLies White and BlackThe Good Time ComingTHE ABOMINATIONS                                   THE CURTAIN LIFTEDPride of city is natural to men in all times if they live or havelived in a metropolis noted for dignity or prowess Cæsar boasted ofhis native Rome Lycurgus of Sparta Virgil of Andes Demosthenes ofAthens Archimedes of Syracuse and Paul of Tarsus I should suspecta man of baseheartedness who carried about with him no feeling ofcomplacency in regard to the place of his residence who gloried notin its arts or arms or behavior who looked with no exultation uponits evidences of prosperity its artistic embellishments and itsscientific attainmentsI have noticed that men never like a place where they have not behavedwell Swarthout did not like New York nor Dr Webster Boston Menwho have free rides in prisonvans never like the city that furnishesthe vehicleWhen I see in history Argos Rhodes Smyrna Chios Colophon andseveral other cities claiming Homer I conclude that Homer behavedwellLet us not war against this pride of city nor expect to build upourselves by pulling others down Let Boston have its _Common_its _Faneuil Hall_ its _Coliseum_ and its _Atlantic Monthly_ LetPhiladelphia talk about its _Mint_ and _Independence Hall_ and_Girard College_ When I find a man living in either of those placeswho has nothing to say in favor of them I feel like asking him Whatmean thing did you do that you do not like your native cityNew York is a goodly city It is one city on both sides of the riverThe East River is only the main artery of its great throbbing lifeAfter a while four or five bridges will span the water and we shallbe still more emphatically one than now When therefore I say NewYork city I mean more than a million of people including everythingbetween Spuyten Duyvil Creek and Gowanus That which tends to elevatea part elevates all That which blasts part blasts all Sin is agiant and he comes to the Hudson or Connecticut River and passes itas easily as we step across a figure in the carpet The blessing ofGod is an angel and when it stretches out its two wings one of themhovers over that and the other over thisIn infancy the great metropolis was laid down by the banks of theHudson Its infancy was as feeble as that of Moses sleeping in thebulrushes by the Nile and like Miriam there our fathers stood andwatched it The royal spirit of American commerce came down to thewater to bathe and there she found it She took it in her armsand the child grew and waxed strong and the ships of foreign landsbrought gold and spices to its feet and stretching itself up intothe proportions of a metropolis it has looked up to the mountainsand off upon the seaone of the mightiest of the energies ofAmerican civilizationThe character of the founder of a city will be seen for many years inits inhabitants Romulus impressed his life upon Rome The Pilgrimsrelax not their hold upon the cities of New England William Penn hasleft Philadelphia an inheritance of integrity and fair dealing andon any day in that city you may see in the manners customs andprinciples of its people his tastes his coat his hat his wifesbonnet and his plain meetinghouse The Hollanders still wield aninfluence over New YorkGrand Old New York What southern thoroughfare was ever smitten bypestilence when our physicians did not throw themselves upon thesacrifice What distant land has cried out in the agony of famine andour ships have not put out with breadstuffs What street of Damascusor Beyrout or Madras that has not heard the step of our missionariesWhat struggle for national life in which our citizens have not pouredtheir blood into the trenches What gallery of exquisite art inwhich our painters have not hung their pictures What department ofliterature or science to which our scholars have not contributedI need not speak of our public schools where the children of thecordwainer and milkman and glassblower stand by the side of theflattered sons of millionnaires and merchant princes or of theinsane asylums on all these islands where they who came out cuttingthemselves among the tombs now sit clothed and in their right mindor of the Magdalen asylums where the lost one of the street comes tobathe the Saviours feet with her tears and wipe them with the hairsof her headconfiding in the pardon of Him who saidLet him whois without sin cast the first stone at her I need not speak of theinstitutions for the blind the lame the deaf and the dumb for theincurables for the widow the orphan and the outcast or of thethousandarmed machinery that sends streaming down from the reservoirthe clear bright sparkling Godgiven water that rushes throughour aqueducts and dashes out of the hydrants and tosses up inour fountains and hisses in our steamengines and showers out theconflagration,33
+Produced by Robert Connal Graeme Mackreth and PG DistributedProofreaders This file was produced from images generously madeavailable by the Canadian Institute for Historical MicroreproductionsA GENERAL HISTORY AND COLLECTION of VOYAGES AND TRAVELSARRANGED IN SYSTEMATIC ORDERFORMING A COMPLETE HISTORY OF THE ORIGIN AND PROGRESS OF NAVIGATIONDISCOVERY AND COMMERCE BY SEA AND LAND FROM THE EARLIEST AGES TO THEPRESENT TIME                                   BYROBERT KERR FRS  FAS EDIN                                   ILLUSTRATED BY MAPS AND CHARTSVOL XMDCCCXXIVCONTENTS OF VOL X                                   PART II BOOK IV CONTINUEDCHAP IEarly Circumnavigations or Voyages round the WorldIntroductionCHAP IVoyage of Ferdinand Magellan round the World in 15191522SECT I Some Account of Magellan previous to the Commencement of theVoyageII Proceedings of the Voyage from Seville to Patagonia and winteringthereIII Prosecution of the Voyage till the Death of MagellanIV Continuation of the Voyage to its ConclusionCHAP II Voyage by Sir Francis Drake round the World in 15171580SECT I Introduction and Preparation for the VoyageII Narrative of the Voyage from England to the Straits of MagellanIII Incidents of the Voyage from the Straits of Magellan to NewAlbionIV Continuation of the Voyage from New Albion to EnglandV Reception of Sir Francis Drake in England and some Notices of hisremaining ActionsSECT VI First Supplement to the Voyage of Sir Francis Drake being anAccount of Part of the foregoing Navigation by Nuno da SilvaVII Second Supplement being the Voyage of Mr John Winter after partingfrom Sir Francis DrakeCHAP IIIVoyage of Sir Thomas Candish round the World in 15861588IntroductionSECT I Narrative of the Voyage from England to the PacificII Transactions on the Western Coast of AmericaIII Voyage Home to EnglandIV Second Voyage of Sir Thomas Candish intended for the South Sea in1591 1 Incidents in the Voyage till the Separation of the Ships 2 Disastrous Result of the Voyage to Sir Thomas Candish 3 Continuation of the Voyage of the Desire Captain Davis afterparting from Sir Thomas CandishCHAP IV Voyage of Oliver Van Noort round the World in 15381601IntroductionSECT I Narrative of the VoyageII Voyage of Sebald de Weert to the South Sea and Straits of Magellanin 1598 1 Incidents of the Voyage from Holland to the Straits of Magellan 2 The Fleet passes through the Straits of Magellan into the SouthSea and is forced to return 3 Incidents daring their second Residence in the Straits of Magellan 4 Voyage from the Straits to HollandCHAP VVoyage of George Spilbergen round the World in 16141617SECT I Narrative of the Voyage from Holland to the South SeaII Transactions in the South Sea along the Western Coast of AmericaIII Voyage Home from America by the East Indies and Cape of Good HopeCHAP VIVoyage round the World in 16151617 by William CornelisonSchouten and Jacques Le Maire going round Cape HornIntroductionSECT I Journal of the Voyage from the Texel to Cape HornII Continuation of the Voyage from Cape Horn to the Island of JavaCHAP VIIVoyage of the Nassau Fleet round the World in 16231626under the Command of Jaques Le HermiteIntroductionSECT I Incidents of the Voyage from Holland to the South SeaII Transactions of the Fleet on the Western Coast of AmericaIII Voyage Home from the Western Coast of AmericaCHAP VIIIVoyage round the World in 16831691 by Captain John Cookeaccompanied by Captain Cowley and Captain William DampierIntroductionSECT I Narrative of the Voyage by Captain Cowley till he quitted theRevenge on the Western Coast of AmericaII Continuation of the Narrative of Captain Cowley from leaving theRevenge to his Return to EnglandIII Sequel of the Voyage as far as Dampier is concerned after theSeparation of the Nicholas from the RevengeCHAP IXVoyage round the World by William Funnell in 17031706IntroductionSECT I Narrative of the Voyage till the Separation of Funnell fromDampierII Sequel of the Voyage of William Funnell after his Separation fromCaptain DampierIII Brief Account of Stradling Clipperton and Dampier after theirrespective Separations till their Returns to EnglandCHAP XVoyage round the World by Captain Woods Rogers and StephenCourtney in 17081711IntroductionSECT I Narrative of the Voyage from England to the Island of JuanFernandezII Proceedings of the Expedition on the Western Coast of AmericaIII Sequel of the Voyage from California by Way of the East Indiesto EnglandCHAP XIVoyage round the World by Captain John Clipperton in17191722IntroductionSECT I Narrative of the Voyage from England to Juan FernandezII Proceedings of the Success in the South SeasIII Voyage of the Success from the Coast of Mexico to ChinaIV Residence of Captain Clipperton at Macao and Returns from thence toEnglandCHAP XIIVoyage round the World by Captain George Shelvocke in17191722IntroductionSECT I Narrative of the Voyage from England to the South SeaII Proceedings in the South Sea till Shipwrecked on the Island of JuanFernandezIII Residence on the Island of Juan FernandezIV Farther Proceedings in the South Sea after leaving Juan FernandezA GENERAL HISTORY AND COLLECTION OF VOYAGES AND TRAVELS                                   PART II CONTINUEDBOOK IV                                   CHAPTER IEARLY CIRCUMNAVIGATIONS OR VOYAGES ROUND THE WORLDINTRODUCTIONIn this _fourth_ book of the _second_ part of our arrangement it isproposed to give a history of the principal Circumnavigations orVoyages Round the World previous to the reign of our present venerablesovereign This book therefore comprises,4
+Produced by Michael Ciesielski Cathy Smith and PG DistributedProofreadersMORE CRICKET SONGSby Norman GaleAuthor of Cricket Songs Bartys Star A Country Muse And otherworks1905DEAR JOHN DENTONNot long ago you reminded me that once when you were a boy and I wasa schoolmaster I was angry with you because you pouted all through alesson in arithmetic Let bygones be bygones and accept as a proof ofmy continuing friendship the dedication of this little volume inwhich there are no other sums than those of the TelegraphMost sincerely yoursNORMAN GALE  Heres to the lad with his useful Fifteen    Heres to the Bowler thats thrifty  Heres to the Bat who is Lord of the Green    With his frequent and thundering FiftyFor their courtesy in allowing him to reprint some of these songs theAuthor thanks the Editor of _The Westminster Gazette_ PrinceRanjitsinhji Mr James Bowden the Editor of _The Country_ and theEditor of _The Sun_OILINGTHE GOLDEN GAMETHE FEMALE BOYTHE DARK BOWLERUNCLE BOB INDIGNANTTHE TUTORS LAMENTA WIGGINGTHE TWO KINGSTHE APPEALTHE OLYMPIANSTHE OLD PROFESSIONALFIVE YEARS AFTERDOCTOR CRICKETPHILOSOPHYTHE ENTHUSIASTCRICKET AND CUPIDA BOUNDARYTHE COMMENTATORLUCKY LADSCRICKET IN THE GARDENTHE PRINCE BATTINGTHE REASONA LONG GRACEREMEMBER PLEASETHE FORERUNNERSNET PRACTICETHE CATCH OF THE SEASONOILING_A Song In and Out of Season_  Excuse me Sweetheart if I smear    With wisdom learnt from ancient teachers  Now winter time once more is here    This grease upon your lengthy features  Behaving thus your loyal friend    No whit encourages deception  Believe me Fairest in the end    This oil will better your complexion      Fairest believe  Did you imagine in the bag    To sleep the sleep of Rip Van Winkle  Removed from sunshines golden flag    And duller daylights smallest twinkle  Well have you earned your rest but yet    Although disturbance seem uncivil  Unless your cheeks and chin be wet    With oil your beauteousness will shrivel      Rarest believe  Absorb that when for our delight    The May unpacks its lovely blossom  With beaming face with shoulders bright    You leave the bags congenial bosom  Then shall the Lover and his Lass    Walk out toward the pitch together  And glorying in the shaven grass    Tackle with mutual faith the leather        Dearest absorbTHE GOLDEN GAME  If ever there was a Golden Game    To brace the nerves to cure repining  To put the Dumps to flight and shame    Its Cricket when the sun is shining  Gentlemen toss the foolscap by    Gentlemen change from books to leather  Breathe your fill of the breeze from the hill    Thanking Bliss for the great blue weather  If ever there was a bag could beat    The box possessed by Miss Pandora  Tis that in which there cuddle neat    The tools to shape the flying Fourer  Gentlemen watch the purple ball    Gentlemen keep your wits in tether  Take your joy with the heart of a boy    Under the dome of the big blue weather  If ever I feel my veins abound    With zealous blood more fit for Twenty  Tis when upon the shaven ground    Fair Fortune gives me runs in plenty  Gentlemen all while sinews last    Bat ye bowl ye friends together  Play the play till the end of your day    Mellowest mates in the big blue weather  But ever the ancient tale is told    And History the jade repeated  By Time whos never overbowled    At last we find ourselves defeated  Gentlemen all though stiff we be    Youth comes along in finest feather  Just as keen as we all have been    Out on the turf in the great blue weather  Theres ever the deathless solace left    To gaze at younger heroes smiting  Of neither grit nor hope bereft    Up to the end for victory fighting  Gentlemen all we taste delight    Banished now from the stream and heather  Calm and cool on an old campstool    Watching the game in the big blue weatherTHE FEMALE BOY  If cursed by a son who declined to play cricket  Supposing him sound and sufficient in thews  Id larrup him well with the third of a wicket  Selecting safe parts of his body to bruise  In his mind such an urchin King Solomon had  When he said Spare the stump and you bungle the lad  For what in the world is the use of a creature  All flabbily bent on avoiding the Pitch  Who wanders about with a sob in each feature  Devising a headache inventing a stitch  There surely would be a quick end to my joy  If possessed of that monsterthe feminine boy  The feminine boy who declines upon croquet  Or halma or spillikins horrible sport  Or any amusement thats female and pokey  And flatly objects to behave as he ought  I know him of old He is lazy and fat  Instead of this Thing fit for punishment drastic  Give Fortune a son who is nimble and keen  A brighthearted sample of human elastic  As fast as an antelope supple and clean  Far other than he in whose dimples there lodge  Significant signs of inordinate stodge  Ay give me the lad who is eager and chubby  A Stoddart in little,13
+Produced by Sami Sieranoja Tapio Riikonen and PG DistributedProofreadersTAPANI LÖFVINGIN SEIKKAILUTIsonvihan aikanaHänen oman päiväkirjansa pohjalla kertoellutKYÖSTI WILKUNA1918ALKULAUSENiinsanotuilla seikkailukertomuksillakin on epäilemättä oma sijansakunkin kansan kirjallisuudessa Varsinkin poikavuosina ne ovattavallisesti halutuinta luettavaa ja löytääpä niistä monikypsyneemmälläkin iällä tyydyttävää ajanvietettä Että meilläkin onseikkailukirjallisuudella oma eikä suinkaan harvalukuisinlukijakuntansa osoittaa se verraten runsas lukumäärä eriarvoisiaseikkailukertomuksia joita vuosien kuluessa on suomennettu taivieraista alkulähteistä mukailtu Kun puhtaasti omintakeinenseikkailukirjallisuus meillä vielä toistaiseksi on melkein olematontaniin pyytää tämä Tapani Löfvingin seikkailut Isonvihan aikana tehdäsiinä suhteessa jonkinlaisen vaatimattoman aloitteenTapani Löfving on kirjavista seikkailuistaan kirjoittanut itselyhyen päiväkirjan Siitä kuvasta päättäen minkä hän noissapäiväkirjamuistiinpanoissa itsestään antaa hän on mitä onnistuneinsotaseikkailija älykäs rohkea kylmäverinen ja aina neuvokasBiografisessa Nimikirjassa lausuu hänestä Yrjö Koskinen mm Löfvinginluonteessa näkyy olleen kummallinen sekoitus jumalisuutta jauhkamielisyyttä Hänen rohkeutensa ja sukkeluutensa sekä erinomainentaito muuttaa ruumiin ja kasvojen muotoa tekivät hänestä varsinonnistuneen sissisoturinLöfving on siis varsin kiitollinenpäähenkilö seikkailukertomuksellesitäkin enemmän kun hänen vaiheensasattuvat tuohon maallemme merkilliseen Isonvihan aikaan josta monijännittävä tieto vielä perimätietona elää aikalaistemme muistissaLäpi kirjan olen enimmiten tarkoin pysytellyt Löfvingin omienmuistiinpanojen pohjalla tyytyen laajemmin ja seikkaperäisemminkertomaan vain erinäisiä jännittäviä kohtia jotka Löfvingpäiväkirjassaan useinkin sivuuttaa vain muutamalla rivillä Joskertomuksessa ilmenisi joitakin vähäisempiä historiallisiavirheellisyyksiä niin on syy niihin etsittävä Löfvingin omastapäiväkirjasta Mutta teoshan onkin ennen kaikkea seikkailukirjanuorisolle pyytämättäkään varsinaisen historiallisen taitaidekirjallisuuden piiriinNivalassa 14 pnä elok 1911                                   TOISEN PAINOKSEN JOHDOSTALoistavasti on kansamme nyt vapaussodassaan näyttänyt ettei sesatavuotisen venäläisen sorron alaisena vähääkään kadottanutsotilaskunnostaan Vapaustaistelumme antaa mielestäni kuin uuden taustankaikille niille tuhansille otteluille joita esiisämme ovat ryssäävastaan käyneet Entistä kirkkaammin havaitsemme nyt ettei ainoakaanpisara vertamme vuotanut koskaan hukkaan näissä taisteluissa vaanolivat kaikki kansamme menneetkin haavat nyt saavuttamamme vapaudenhinnan ensi maksueriä Kirkkaana piirtyköön nyt mieleemme ja sydämeemmemyös Löfvingin sisukas sissihenkiNivalassa kesäkuussa 1918KYÖSTI WILKUNA                                   TAPANI LÖFVINGIN SEIKKAILUTI                                   ENSIMMÄINEN LUKU_Syntymäni ja nuoruusvuoteni Minusta yritetään tehdä kauppamiestämutta eräs korvapuusti katkaisee urani_Ensi kerran näin päivänvalonniin vakuuttaakastetodistuksenijouluaattona 1689 Vanhempani asuivat silloinNarvassa missä isäni palveli konstaapelina sikäläisessä varusväessäEdelleen kertoo kastetodistukseni minun pari päivää sen jälkeen päässeenkristillisen seurakunnan jäseneksi ja koska kastaminen toimitettiinpyhän Stephanin eli Tapanin päivänä tehtiin minusta tuon ensimmäisenmarttyyrin kaima Kun äitini joka oli hyvin jumalaapelkääväinen vaimomyöhemmin teroitti mieleeni kristinopin pääkappaleita luki hän useinTapanimarttyyrin suuresta uskosta ja kuolemasta kehoittaen minuavaeltamaan elämässäni niin että olisin kunniaksi saamalleni nimelleKuinka minä monivaiheisen ja kirjavan elämäni aikana olen onnistunutnäitä äitini kehoituksia toteuttamaan sen ratkaiskoon JumalaEnsimmäiset vuoteni kuluivat leikeissä samanikäisteni kanssa Narvanvalleilla Kun me eräänä päivänä olimme tapamme mukaan sotasilla ja minämuutaman ovelan kujeen avulla olin houkutellut viholliseni ansaantaputti eräs vanha vartiosotilas joka hymyillen oli seurannutleikkiämme minua olalle ja sanoi Mitä hyvänsä sinusta poikatuleekin niin varo vain ettet hirsipuussa päiviäsi päätä Myöhemminjohtuivat nuo vanhan sotilaan sanat usein mieleeni kun kaulani olivähällä joutua nuoransilmukkaanOllessani yhdeksännellä ikävuodellani muuttivat vanhempani varsinaiseenkotimaahamme johon isäni olikin aina ikävöinyt Armon vuonna 1698siirrettiin hänet toivomuksensa mukaan Käkisalmen varusväkeen ja minäluonnollisesti seurasin äitini kanssa mukana Pari vuotta sen jälkeenpuhkesi tuo pitkäaikainen sota jonka temmellyksiin minäkin ennätinvarttua osaa ottamaan Inkerinmaalta alkoi tulvia pakolaisia Viipurin jaKäkisalmen seutuville ja minun vilkas mielikuvitukseni sai yltäkyllintyöskentelyn aihetta Minun ja ikätoverieni leikit muuttuivat yhäsotaisemmiksi ja jokainen meistä tahtoi näytellä nuoren Kaarlokuninkaanosaa Jos äitini kiitti Jumalaa joka niin hyvissä ajoin oli johtanutmeidät pois ensimmäisenä sodan jalkoihin joutuneesta Narvasta ajattelinminä sen sijaan monesti mielikarvaudella etten tuon Käkisalmeenmuuttomme takia saanut olla näkemässä kuuluisaa Narvan taistelua jossakahdeksan tuhatta meikäläistä löi pakosalle viisi kertaa suuremmanvihollislauman Mutta Herramme oli kyllä minunkin osalleni varannutyltäkyllin sodan kohtaloitaEnnenkuin siirryn edemmäs on minun tässä esiteltävä hiukan tarkemmineräs käkisalmelaisista leikkitovereistani sillä hänen elämänpolkunsatuli vastaisuudessa sangen kohtalokkaasti risteilemään omani kanssa Hänkuului kauniimpaan sukupuoleen ollen itseäni pari vuotta nuorempi tytönheilakka jota virkku ja hieman vallaton luonteensa veti meidän poikienjoukkoon Hän oli sotilaan lapsi kuten minäkin ja nimeltään Hinriikajonka me pojat lyhensimme milloin Hinniksi milloin Riikaksi Hän oliisänsä ainoa lapsi ja oli jo varhain kadottanut äitinsä Sen takia hänoli päässyt hieman villiintymään eikä näyttänyt ollenkaan viihtyvänomaan sukupuoleensa kuuluvien kainojen ikätoveriensa parissa Muistanvielä elävästi kuinka hän eräänä päivänä minun ollessani ensi aikojaKäkisalmessa ilmestyi meidän poikasten keskelle ja suuret ruskeatsilmät sädehtien pyysi päästä osalliseksi meidän sotaleikkiimme Tunsinrehellisessä poikasydämessäni heti alunpitäen kiintymystä tuotareipasta tytönhattaraa kohtaan ja olihan hän monessa suhteessasukulaisluonteeni Ja tuo kiintymykseni muuttui yhä hellemmäksi senjälkeen kun minun oli erottava Riikasta ja toisista leikkitovereistaniKun neljäntoista vuotiaana olin uudistanut kasteenliittoni ja muutenkinolin mielestäni jo täyden miehen veroinen aloin minä vakavasti harkitamahdollisuutta päästä sotilaaksi huolimatta siitä että äitini oli joaikoja sitten päättänyt minusta ainoasta pojastaan tehdä rauhanmiehenja saanut luonteeltaan sävyisän isänikin tähän tuumaansa yhtymään Tälläiälläni olin minä kasvanut jo melkein täyteen pituuteeni eikä minustakoskaan venynyt keskikokoista suurempaa Mutta voimakas minäkokoisekseni olin ja ennen kaikkea notkea ja ripeä liikkeissäniHypyissä ja ruumiin taivutuksissa ei minua kyennyt kukaan voittamaanNäin ollen katsoin olevani kuin luotu sotilaaksi jota paitsi minuasiihen veti kiihkeä seikkailunhaluniMuutamia päiviä ripille pääsyni jälkeen päätin puhua asiasta isälleniKun hän eräänä iltapäivänä palasi toimestaan pieneen asuntoomme jatapansa mukaan laski penkille raskaan miekkansa ja kolmikolkkahattunsavedin minä miekan huotrasta ja aloin tehdä sillä kaikenlaisia oppimianihyökkäys ja väistöliikkeitä ikäänkuin tuolla sanattomalla tavallaantaen isäni tietää mihin minun sydämeni palavimmin halasi Isäninäytti arvaavan ajatukseni sillä äitiin vilkaistuaan lausui hänOn jo aika Tapanipoikaseni sinun heittää nuo poikasten kujeet jaruveta ajattelemaan vakavaa tointaLaskin miekankärjen lattiaan ja aioin pyytää isääni menemäänlinnoituksen komentajan eversti Stjernschantzin luo ehdottamaan minuavarusväkeen otettavaksi tai saadakseni häneltä suosituskirjeen Inkerissätaistelevan Suomen maaarmeijan päällikölle Mutta ennen kuin kerkesinsuutani avata ehätti äitini väliin ja sanoiMinä olen tuuminut samaa asiaa jo pitemmän aikaa ja nyt luulenlöytäneeni Tapanille toimialan Hän on saanut oppia kirjoitusta jaluvunlaskua ja koska kauppias Jaakkima Frees Viipurissa on meilleetäistä sukua niin ei ole mikään sen viisaampaa kuin että minämatkustan Tapanin kanssa sinne ja toimitan hänet palvelukseensukulaisemme luoMutta minä en halua kauppiaaksi vaan sotilaaksi rohkenin vihdoinepätoivoissani sanoaEi niistä mitään sanoi äitini ankarasti Kauppiaana sinulla onedessäsi,1
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+Produced by Jon Ingram Wilelmina Mallière and DistributedProofreaders Europe httpdprastkonet_Civics as Applied Sociology_by Patrick GeddesRead before the Sociological Society at a Meeting in the School ofEconomics and Political Science University of London Clare MarketWC at 5 pm on Monday July 18th 1904 the Rt Hon CHARLES BOOTHFRS in the ChairINTRODUCTIONThis department of sociological studies should evidently be as far aspossible concrete in treatment If it is to appeal to practical men andcivic workers it is important that the methods advocated for thesystematic study of cities and as underlying fruitful action be notmerely the product of the study but rather be those which may beacquired in course of local observation and practical effort My problemis thus to outline such general ideas as may naturally crystallise fromthe experience of any moderatelytravelled observer of varied interestsso that his observation of city after city now panoramic andimpressionist again detailed should gradually develop towards anorderly Regional Survey This point of view has next to be correlatedwith the corresponding practical experience that which may be acquiredthrough some varied experiences of citizenship and thence rise toward alarger and more orderly conception of civic actionas Regional ServiceIn a word then Applied Sociology in general or Page 104 Civics asone of its main departments may be defined as the application of SocialSurvey to Social ServiceIn this complex field of study as in simpler preliminary ones oureveryday experiences and commonsense interpretations gradually becomemore systematic that is begin to assume a scientific character whileour activities in becoming more orderly and comprehensive similarlyapproximate towards art Thus there is emerging more and more clearlyfor sociological studies in general for their concrete fields ofapplication in city after city the conception of a scientific centre ofobservation and record on the one hand and of a corresponding centre ofexperimental endeavour on the otherin short of SociologicalObservatory and Sociological Laboratory and of these as increasinglycoordinated Indeed is not such association of observations andexperiments are not such institutions actually incipient here andelsewhere I need not multiply instances of the correlation of scienceand art as of chemistry with agriculture or biology with medicineYet on the strictly sociological plane and in civic application theyare as yet less generally evident though such obvious connections asthat of vital statistics with hygienic administration that ofcommercial statistics with politics are becoming recognised by all Inthe paper with which this Societys work lately opened the intimateconnection between a scientific demography and a practical eugenics hasbeen clearly set forth But this study of the community in the aggregatefinds its natural parallel and complement in the study of the communityas an integrate with material and immaterial structures and functionswhich we call the City Correspondingly the improvement of theindividuals of the community which is the aim of eugenics involves acorresponding civic progress Using for the moment at least a parallelnomenclature we see that the sociologist is concerned not only withdemography but with politography and that eugenics is inseparablefrom politogenics For the struggle for existence though observedmainly from the side of its individuals by the demographer is not onlyan intracivic but an intercivic process and if so ameliorativeselection now clearly sought for the individuals in detail as eugenicsis inseparable from a corresponding civic arta literalEupolitogenicsATHE GEOGRAPHIC SURVEY OF CITIESComing to concrete Civic Survey where shall we begin Not only invariety and magnitude of civic activities but thanks especially to thework of Mr Charles Booth and his collaborators in actual social surveyalso London may naturally claim preeminence Yet even at best doesnot this vastest of world cities remain a less or more foggy labyrinthfrom which surrounding Page 105 regions with their smaller cities canbe but dimly descried even with the best intentions of avoiding thecheap generalisation of the provinces For our more general andcomparative study then simpler beginnings are preferable Moresuitable therefore to our fundamental thesisthat no less definitethan the study of races and usages or languages is that of thegroupings of menis the clearer outlook the more panoramic view of adefinite geographic region such for instance as lies beneath us upona mountain holiday Beneath vast hunting desolations lie the pastoralhillsides below these again scattered arable crofts and sparsely dottedhamlets lead us to the small upland village of the main glen from thisagain one descends to the large and prosperous village of the foothillsand its railway terminus where lowland and highland meet East or westeach mountain valley has its analogous terminal and initial villageupon its fertile fanshaped slope and with its corresponding minormarket while central to the broad agricultural strath with its slowmeandering river stands the prosperous market town the road andrailway junction upon which all the various glenvillages converge Adays march further down and at the convergence of several suchvalleys stands the larger countytownin the region before me as Iwrite one of added importance since not only well nigh central toScotland but as the tidal limit of a till lately navigable riverFinally at the mouth of its estuary rises the smoke of a greatmanufacturing city a central worldmarket in its way Such a riversystem is as geographer after geographer has pointed out the essentialunit for the student of cities and civilisations Hence this simplegeographical method of treatment must here be pled for as fundamental toany really orderly and comparative treatment of our subject Bydescending from source to sea we follow the development of civilisationfrom its simple origins to its complex resultants nor can any elementof this be omitted Were we to begin with the peasant hamlet as ourinitial unit and forget the hinterlands of pasture forest and chasean error to which the writer on cities is naturally prone theanthropologist would soon remind us that in forgetting the hunter wehad omitted the essential germ of active militarism and hence verylargely of aristocratic rule Similarly Page 106 in ignoring thepastoral life we should be losing sight of a main fount of spiritualpower and this not only as regards the historic religions but alllater culture elements also from the poetic to the educational Inshort then it takes the whole region to make the city As the rivercarries down contributions from its whole,38
+Produced by Martin Robb  THE LORD OF DYNEVORA Tale of the Times of Edward the Firstby Evelyn EverettGreen    CHAPTER I DYNEVOR CASTLELahahoo lahahooFar down the widening valley and up the wild picturesque ravine rangthe strange but not unmusical call It awoke the slumbering echoes ofthe still place and a hundred voices seemed to take up the cry andpass it on as from mouth to mouth But the boys quick ears were not tobe deceived by the mocking voices of the spirits of solitude andpresently the call rang out again with greater clearness than beforeLahahooThe boy stood with his head thrown back his fair curls floating in themountain breeze his blue eyes clear and bright and keen as those of awild eaglet fixed upon a craggy ridge on the opposite side of thegorge whilst his left hand was placed upon the collar of a hugewolfhound who stood beside him sniffing the wind and showing by everytremulous movement his longing to be off and away were it not for thedetaining hand of his young masterThe lad was very simply dressed in a tunic of soft welldressedleather upon the breast of which was stamped some device which mighthave been the badge of his house His active limbs were encased in thesame strong yielding material and the only thing about him whichseemed to indicate rank or birth was a belt with a richlychased goldclasp and a poniard with a jewelled hiltPerhaps the noble bearing of the boy was his best proof of right to thenoble name he bore One of the last of the royal house of Dynevor helooked every inch a prince as he stood bareheaded in the sunlightamidst the everlasting hills of his wellloved home too young to seethe clouds which were settling so darkly and so surely upon the brighthorizon of his life  his dreams still of glory and triumphculminating in the complete emancipation of his wellloved country fromthe hated English yokeThe dog strained and whined against the detaining clasp upon his neckbut the boy held him fastNay Gelert we are not going ahunting he said Hark is not thatthe sound of a horn Are they not even now returning Over yon fell theycome Let me but hear their hail and thou and I will be off to meetthem I would they heard the news first from my lips My mother bid mewarn them I wot she fears what Llewelyn and Howel might say or do werethey to find English guests in our hall and they all unwarnedOnce more the boy raised his voice in the wild call which had awakenedthe echoes before and this time his practised ear distinguished amongstthe multitudinous replies an answering shout from human lips ReleasingGelert who dashed forward with a bay of delight the lad commencedspringing from rock to rock up the narrowing gorge until he reached aspot where the dwindling stream could be crossed by a bound from whichspot a wild path more like a goat track than one intended for the footof man led upwards towards the higher portions of the wild fellThe boy sped onwards with the fleetness and agility of a bornmountaineer The hound bounded at his side and before either hadtraversed the path far voices ahead of them became distinctly audibleand a little group might be seen approaching laden with the spoils ofthe chaseIn the van of the little party were three lads one of whom bore sostriking a resemblance to the youth who now hastened to meet them thatthe relationship could not be for a moment doubted As a matter of factthe four were brothers but they followed two distinct types  Wendotand Griffeth being fair and bright haired whilst Llewelyn and Howelwho were twins were dark as night with black hair and brows swarthyskins and something of the wildness of aspect which often accompaniessuch traitsWendot the eldest of the four a wellgrown youth of fifteen who waswalking slightly in advance of his brothers greeted Griffeths approachwith a bright smileHa lad thou shouldst have been with us We have had rare sport todayThe good fellows behind can scarce carry the booty home Thou must seethe noble stag that my bolt brought down We will have his head to adornthe hall  his antlers are worth looking at I warrant thee But whatbrings thee out so far from home and why didst thou hail us as if wewere wantedYou are wanted answered Griffeth speaking so that all the brothersmight hear his words The mother herself bid me go in search of youand it is well you come home laden with meat for we shall need to makemerry tonight There are guests come to the castle today Wenwynwyn wasstringing his harp even as I came away to let them hear his skill inmusic They are to be lodged for so long as they will stay but themanner of their errand I know notGuests echoed all three brothers in a breath and very eagerly whythat is good hearing for perchance we may now learn some news Comethese strangers from the north Perchance we shall hear somewhat of ournoble Prince Llewelyn who is standing out so boldly for the rights ofour nation Say they not that the English tyrant is on our borders nowsummoning him to pay the homage he repudiates with scorn Oh I wouldthat this were a message summoning all true Welshmen to take up arms inhis quarrel Would not I fly to his standard boy though I be And wouldI not shed the last drop of my blood in the glorious cause of libertyLlewelyn was the speaker and his black eyes were glowing fiercely undertheir straight bushy brows His face was the least boyish of any of thefour and his supple sinewy frame had much of the strength of manhoodin it The free openair life that all these lads had lived and thetraining they had received in all martial and hardy exercises had giventhem strength and height beyond their years It was no idle boast on,15
+Produced by Joel Erikson Christing Gehring David King and theOnline Distributed Proofreading TeamThe Revelation ExplainedAn Exposition Text by Textof the Apocalypse of St JohnShowing the Marvelous Development of the Prophecies from the Time oftheir Delivery on the Isle of PatmosThe Establishment and Growth ofChristianityRise of Mohammedanism in the Eastern EmpireOf the Papacyin the Western DivisionOf ProtestantismThe Civil History of theTerritory Comprising the Ancient Roman Empire until the End ofTimeTogether with the Conflicts and Triumphs of the Redeemed until theFinal Judgment and their Eternal Reward and Home in the New Heavensand New EarthBy FG SMITHAuthor ofWhat the Bible Teaches and The Last Reformation etc                                   Behold the former things are come to pass and new things do I declarebefore they spring forth I tell you of them Isa 429Surely the Lord God will do nothing but he revealeth his secret untohis servants the prophets Amos 37PREFACEThe subject of prophecy should be of interest to every Bible studentIts importance can not be overestimated By it we are enabled toascertain our true position in this timeworld From the early dawn ofcreation Inspiration has foretold with certainty the great factsconnected with the history of Gods chosen people By this means alonethe divinity of Jesus Christ and the truth of our holy religion has beenestablished in many minds for it is not in the power of mortals thus tovaticinate future events With such surprising accuracy have thesepredictions been fulfilled that even infidels ofttimes bear witness totheir truthfulness Behold the former things are come to pass and newthings do I declare before they spring forth I tell you of them Isa429 For I am God and there is none else I am God and there is nonelike me declaring the end from the beginning and from ancient timesthe things that are not yet done Isa 469 10The Revelation is a rich mine of prophetic truth The history of thecurrent dispensation is there delineated in advance so perfectly that wecan not but attribute its authorship to Him who knoweth the end from thebeginning and worketh all things after the counsel of his own will Itwas written for the special benefit of the people of God and we shouldgive it prayerful considerationIn the preparation for this work I have gleaned historical informationfrom all the general and ecclesiastical histories encyclopedias etcwithin my reach and only regret that I had not access to a stillgreater number However knowing that large books are seldom read Idetermined in advance not to write an extensive work but to condensethe subject matter as much as possible and therefore I have beenobliged to omit much valuable material previously gathered For thisreason many lines of prophetic truth penned by others of the sacredwriters have been passed over in silence even though relating to thesame events as certain symbolic visions in the RevelationI have availed myself of all the helps and the commentaries within myreach in the study of this important subject However I have but seldomreferred to the opinions of expositors In most cases their explanationsare not based upon any established rule of interpretation and thedefinite laws of symbolic language are usually overlooked ordisregarded Ordinary readers of the Revelation have always supposedthat the only course for them was to take the opinion of some learnedexpositor and to believe on _his authority_ and when they have foundthat equally learned and judicious men sustained the most oppositeviews they have been bewildered amid conflicting opinions and havedecided that when such men were at issue it was useless for them toinvestigate While therefore I have made every available use of theiropinions it was only for the purpose of forming my own and of enablingmyself so to unfold the nature of the symbols that every one might seefor himself the propriety of the interpretation givenThe present knowledge that has been attained of this prophetic book islargely the result of the combined efforts of all who have labored tounfold its meaning No one has had the honor of first understanding allits parts and very few have failed to contribute something more orless to its true interpretation Therefore I have endeavored as much aspossible to gather up the good from the labors of my predecessors and tocombine it with the results of my own study and research The Expositionof Mr Lord has had an important bearing on this work For manybeautiful thoughts concerning the nature and the use of symbols in thechapter on the nature of symbolic language I must acknowledge specialindebtedness to the Lectures of Thomas Wickes on the Apocalypsedelivered many years ago although I have ofttimes arrived at quitedifferent conclusions in their interpretation throughout the RevelationMuch appreciated assistance has been derived from the works of othercommentators as wellThere is considerable disagreement among historians themselves regardingcertain historical points but their differences are of minor importanceso far as the present work is concerned When such points were involvedI have simply endeavored to follow the best authorities Lengthy orimportant quotations from other writers have been duly credited wherethey appear hence no special mention is necessary in this place Minorextracts are merely enclosed within quotationmarksThe Decline and Fall of the Roman Empire 6 Vols Philadelphia 1872is the edition of Gibbons Rome from which quotations are madeTo assist in simplifying the subject and in placing it before the readerin a concise comprehensive manner a number of useful diagrams havebeen added for they serve about the same purpose in the study of asubject so complicated as do maps in the study of geography I wouldespecially call attention to the large Diagram of the Revelationwhere the various lines of prophetic truth are outlined in parallelseries enabling the reader to comprehend at once where the symbolicnarrative returns to take up a new line of thought covering the sameperiod of time In these diagrams however no attempt has been made toset forth every phase of thought connected,39
+This eBook was produced by Philip H HitchcockAbout the online editionItalics are represented as italics   THE CHARM OF OXFORD           by      J WELLS MAWarden of Wadham College Oxford     Illustrated by     W G BLACKALLSecond Edition RevisedSIMPKIN MARSHALL HAMILTONKENT  CO LTD 4 STATIONERSHALL COURT   LONDON EC4CopyrightFirst published 1920Second edition 1921    Home of lost causesthis is Oxfords blame      Mother of movementsthis too boasteth she     In the same walls the same yet not the same      She welcomes those who lead the agetobe    Much have ye suffered from times gnawing tooth     Yet O ye spires of Oxford domes and towers     Gardens and groves your presence overpowers     The soberness of reason                                 WORDSWORTH Plate 1 Christ Church  The Cathedral from the GardenTHE CHARM OF OXFORDPREFACEThere are many books on Oxford the justification for this new one isMr Blackalls drawings They will serve by their grace and charmpleasantly to recall to those who know Oxford the scenes they lovethey will incite those who do not know Oxford to remedy that defectin their livesMy own letterpress is only written to accompany the drawings  It isintended to remind Oxford men of the things they know or ought toknow it is intended still more to help those who have not visitedOxford to understand the drawings and to appreciate some of thehistorical associations of the scenes representedI have written quite freely as this seemed the best way to createthe impression wished I have to acknowledge some obligations toMessrs Seccombe  Scotts Praise of Oxford a book the pages ofwhich an Oxford man can always turn over with pleasure and to Mr JB Firths Minstrelsy of Isis it is not his fault that the poeticmerit of so much of his collection is poor Oxford has not on thewhole been fortunate in her poets My own quotations are more oftenchosen for their local colour than for their poetic meritI have unavoidably had to borrow a good deal from my own Oxford andits Colleges but the aim of the two books is very different  WADHAM COLLEGE OXFORD      April 1920CONTENTS INTRODUCTION RADCLIFFE SQUARE THE BROAD STREET BALLIOL COLLEGE MERTON COLLEGE MERTON LIBRARY ORIEL COLLEGE QUEENS COLLEGE NEW COLLEGE 1 FOUNDER AND BUILDINGS NEW COLLEGE 2 HISTORY LINCOLN COLLEGE MAGDALEN COLLEGE 1 SITE AND BUILDINGS MAGDALEN COLLEGE 2 HISTORY BRASENOSE COLLEGE CORPUS CHRISTI COLLEGE CHRIST CHURCH 1 THE CATHEDRAL CHRIST CHURCH 2 THE HALL STAIRCASE CHRIST CHURCH 3 TOM TOWER ST JOHNS COLLEGE WADHAM COLLEGE 1 THE BUILDINGS WADHAM COLLEGE 2 HISTORY HERTFORD COLLEGE ST EDMUND HALL IFFLEY MILLLIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS     I CHRIST CHURCH THE CATHEDRAL FROM THE GARDEN    II ST MARYS SPIRE   III VIEW IN RADCLIFFE SQUARE    IV SHELDONIAN THEATRE ETC BROAD STREET     V BALLIOL COLLEGE BROAD STREET FRONT    VI MERTON COLLEGE THE TOWER   VII MERTON COLLEGE THE LIBRARY INTERIOR  VIII ORIEL COLLEGE AND ST MARYS CHURCH    IX HIGH STREET     X NEW COLLEGE THE ENTRANCE GATEWAY    XI NEW COLLEGE THE TOWER   XII LINCOLN COLLEGE THE CHAPEL INTERIOR  XIII MAGDALEN TOWER   XIV MAGDALEN COLLEGE THE OPEN AIR PULPIT    XV BRASENOSE COLLEGE QUADRANGLE AND THE RADCLIFFE LIBRARY   XVI CORPUS CHRISTI COLLEGE THE FIRST QUADRANGLE  XVII CHRIST CHURCH THE CATHEDRAL FROM THE MEADOW XVIII CHRIST CHURCH THE HALL STAIRCASE   XIX CHRIST CHURCH THE HALL INTERIOR    XX CHRIST CHURCH TOM TOWER   XXI ST JOHNS COLLEGE GARDEN FRONT  XXII WADHAM COLLEGE THE CHAPEL FROM THE GARDEN XXIII WADHAM COLLEGE THE HALL INTERIOR  XXIV HERTFORD COLLEGE THE BRIDGE   XXV ST PETERINTHEEAST CHURCH AND ST EDMUND HALL  XXVI IFFLEY THE OLD MILL       OXFORD FROM THE EAST End papersINTRODUCTIONIn what does the charm of Oxford consist Why does she stand outamong the cities of the world as one of those most deserving a visitIt can hardly be said to be for the beauty of her naturalsurroundings In spite of the charm of her    Rivers twain of gentle foot that pass     Through the rich meadowland of long green grassin spite of her trees and gardens which attract a visitorespecially one from the more barren north Oxford must yield the palmof natural beauty to many English towns not to mention those moreremoteBut she has every other claim and first perhaps may be mentionedthat of historic interestAn Englishman who knows anything of history is not likely to forgetof how many striking events in the development of his country Oxfordhas been the scene The element of romance is furnished early in herstory by the daring escape of the EmpressQueen Matilda from OxfordCastle The Provisions of Oxford 1258 were the work of one of themost famous Parliaments of the thirteenth century the century whichsaw the building of the English constitution and the students of theUniversity fought for the cause which those Provisions representedThe burning of the martyr bishops in the sixteenth century is one ofthe greatest tragedies in the story of our Church The seventeenthcentury saw Oxford the capital of Royalist England in the Civil Warand though there was no actual fighting there Charles night marchin 1644 from Oxford to the West between the two enclosing armies ofEssex and Waller is one of the most famous military movements evercarried out in our,13
+Produced by Roger Taft grandson of Milo HastingsJim Tinsley and the Online Distributed Proofreading TeamTranscribers Note This printing had more than its share of typographicalerrors Obvious typos like tim for time have been correctedTHE DOLLAR HENBYMILO M HASTINGSFORMERLY POULTRYMAN ATKANSAS EXPERIMENT STATIONLATER IN CHARGE OF THE COMMERCIALPOULTRY INVESTIGATIONOF THE UNITED STATESDEPARTMENT OF AGRICULTURESYRACUSENATIONAL POULTRY MAGAZINE1911COPYRIGHT 1911BYNATIONAL POULTRY PUBLISHING COMPANYWHY THIS BOOK WAS WRITTENTwentyfive years ago there were in print hundreds of completetreatises on human diseases and the practice of medicineNotwithstanding the size of the bookshelves or the high standing ofthe authorities one might have read the entire medical library ofthat day and still have remained in ignorance of the fact thatoutdoor life is a better cure for consumption than the contents ofa drug store The medical professor of 1885 may have goneprematurely to his grave because of ignorance of facts which aretoday the property of every intelligent manThere are today on the bookshelves of agricultural colleges andpublic libraries scores of complete works on Poultry and hundredsof minor writings on various phases of the industry Let thewouldbe poultryman master this entire collection of literature andhe is still in ignorance of facts and principles a knowledge ofwhich in better developed industries would be considered primenecessities for carrying on the businessAs a concrete illustration of the above statement I want to pointto a young man intelligent enterprising industrious and agraduate of the best known agricultural college poultry course inthe country This lad invested some 18000 of his own and hisfriends money in a poultry plant The plant was built and thebusiness conducted in accordance with the plans and principles ofthe recognized poultry authorities Today the young man is bravelyfacing the proposition of working on a salary in another businessto pay back the debts of honor resulting from his attempt to applyin practice the teaching of our agricultural colleges and ourpoultry bookshelvesThe experience just related did not prove disastrous from somesingle item of ignorance or oversight the difficulty was that thecost of growing and marketing the product amounted to more than thereceipts from its sale This poultry farm like the surgeonsoperation was successful but the patient diedThe writers belief in the reality of the situation as aboveportrayed warrants him in publishing the present volume Whether hiscriticism of poultry literature is founded on fact or fancy mayfive years after the copyright date of this book be told by anyunbiased observerI have written this book for the purpose of assisting in placing thepoultry business on a sound scientific and economic basis The bookdoes not pretend to be a complete encyclopedia of informationconcerning poultry but treats only of those phases of poultryproduction and marketing upon which the financial success of thebusiness dependsThe reader who is looking for information concerning fancy breedspoultry shows patent processes patent foods or patent methodswill be disappointed for the object of this book is to help thepoultryman to make money not to spend itHOW TO READ THIS BOOKUnless the reader has picked up this volume out of idle curiosityhe will be one of the following individuals1 A farmer or wouldbe farmer who is interested in poultryproduction as a portion of the work of general farming2 A poultryman or wouldbe poultryman who wishes to make abusiness of producing poultry or eggs for sale as a food product oras breeding stock3 A person interested in poultry as a diversion and who enjoyslosing a dollar on his chickens almost as well as earning one4 A man interested in poultry in the capacity of an editor teacheror some one engaged as a manufacturer or dealer in merchandise thesale of which is dependent upon the welfare of the poultry industryTo the reader of the fourth class I have no suggestions to make savesuch as he will find in the suggestions made to othersTo the reader of the third class I wish to say that if you are ashoe salesman who has spent your evenings in a Brooklyn flatdrawing up plans for a poultry plant I have only to apologize forany interference that this book may cause with your highlyfascinating amusementTo the poultryman already in the business or to the man who isplanning to engage in the business for reasons equivalent to thosewhich would justify his entering other occupations of thesemitechnical class such as dairying fruit growing or themanufacture of washing machines I wish to say it is for you thatThe Dollar Hen is primarily writtenThis book does not assume you to be a graduate of a technicalschool but it does bring up discussions and use methods ofillustration that may be unfamiliar to many readers That suchmatter is introduced is because the subject requires it and if itis confusing to the student he will do better to master it than tododge it Especially would I call your attention to the diagramsused in illustrating various statistics Such diagrams aretechnically called curves They may at first seem mere crookedlines if so I suggest that you get a series of figures in which youare interested such as the daily egg yields of your own flock oryour monthly food bills and plot a few curves of your own Afteryou catch on you will be surprised at the greater ease with whichthe true meaning of a series of figures can be recognized when thisgraphic method is usedI wish to call the farmers attention to the fact that poultrykeeping as an adjunct to general farming especially to generalfarming in the Mississippi Valley is quite a different propositionfrom poultry production as a regular business Poultry keeping as apart of farm life and farm enterprise is a thing well worth while inany section of the United States whereas poultry keeping aseparate occupation requires special location and specialconditions to make it profitable I would suggest the farmer firstread Chapter XVI which is devoted to his special conditions Laterhe may read the remainder of the book but should again consult thepart on farm poultry production before attempting to apply the morecomplicated methods to his own needsChapter XVI while written primarily for the farmer is because ofthe simplicity of its,40
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bien nexiger demoi aucune précision géographique Il y a plusieurs manières de raconterune histoire Celle qui consiste à vous faire parcourir une contréeattentivement explorée et fidèlement décrite est sous un rapport lameilleure cest un des côtés par lesquels le roman cette chose silongtemps réputée frivole peut devenir une lecture utile et mon avisest que quand on nomme une localité réellement existante on ne sauraitla peindre trop consciencieusement mais lautre manière qui sans êtrede pure fantaisie sabstient de préciser un itinéraire et de nommer levrai lieu des scènes principales est parfois préférable pourcommuniquer certaines impressions reçues La première sert assez bien ledéveloppement graduel des sentiments qui peuvent sanalyser la secondelaisse à lélan et au décousu des vives passions un chemin plus largeDailleurs je ne serais pas libre de choisir entre ces deux méthodescar cest lhistoire dune passion subie bien plus quexpliquée que jeme propose de retracer ici Cette passion souleva en moi tant detroubles quelle mapparaît encore à travers certains voiles Il y a decela vingt ans Je la portai en divers lieux qui réapparurentsplendides ou misérables selon létat de mon âme Il y eut même desjours des semaines peutêtre où je vécus sans bien savoir où jétaisJe me garderai donc de reconstruire par de froides recherches ou par delaborieux efforts de mémoire les détails dun passé où tout futconfusion et fièvre en moi comme autour de moi et il ne sera peutêtrepas mauvais de laisser à mon récit un peu de ce désordre et de cesincomplètes notions qui furent ma vie durant ces jours terriblesJavais vingttrois ans quand mon père professeur de littérature et dephilosophie à Bruxelles mautorisa à passer un an sur les chemins encela il cédait à mon désir autant quà une considération sérieuse Jeme destinais aux lettres et javais ce rare bonheur que ma vocationinspirât de la confiance à ma famille Je sentais le besoin de voir etde comprendre la vie générale Mon père reconnut que notre paisiblemilieu et notre vie patriarcale constituaient un horizon bien court Ileut la foi Il mit la bride sur le cou du cheval impatient Ma mèrepleura mais elle me cacha ses larmes et je partis hélas pour quelsécueils de la vie moraleJavais été élevé en partie à Bruxelles en partie à Paris sous lesyeux dun frère de mon père Antonin Valigny chimiste distingué mortjeune encore lorsque je finissais mes classes au collège SaintLouisJe néprouvais aucune curiosité pour les modernes foyers decivilisation javais soif de poésie et de pittoresque Je voulais voiren Suisse dabord les grands monuments de la nature en Italie ensuiteles grands monuments de lartMa première et presque ma seule visite à Genève fut pour un ami de monpère dont le fils avait été à Paris mon compagnon détudes et mon amide coeur mais les adolescents sécrivent peu Henri Obernay fut lepremier à négliger notre correspondance Je suivis le mauvais exempleLorsque je le cherchai dans sa patrie il y avait déjà des années quenous ne nous écrivions plus Il est donc probable que je ne leusse pasbeaucoup cherché si mon père en me disant adieu ne meût pasrecommandé avec une grande insistance de renouer mes relations avec luiM Obernay père professeur ès sciences à Genève était un homme dunvrai mérite Son fils avait annoncé devoir tenir de lui Sa familleétait chère à la mienne Enfin ma mère désirait savoir si la petiteAdélaïde était toujours aimable et jolie Je devinai quelque projet oudu moins quelque souhait dalliance et bien que je ne fusse nullementdisposé à commencer par la fin le roman de ma jeunesse la curiositéaidant un peu le devoir je me présentai chez le professeur ès sciencesJe ny trouvai pas Henri mais ses parents maccueillirent presque commesi jeusse été son frère Ils me retinrent à dîner et me forcèrent deloger chez eux Cétait dans cette partie de Genève appelée la vieilleville qui avait encore à cette époque tant de physionomie Séparée parle Rhône et de la cité catholique et du monde nouveau 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+Produced by Suzanne Shell Charlene Taylor and PG DistributedProofreadersThe Certaintyof a FutureLife in Mars_Being the Posthumous Papers of_BRADFORD TORREY DODDEDITED BYLP GRATACAPBRENTANOS1903PARISCHICAGOWASHINGTONNEW YORKPREFACE BY EDITORThe extraordinary character of the story here published which somepeculiar circumstances have fortunately I think put into my handswill excite a curiosity as vivid as the incidents of the narratives arethemselves astonishing and unprecedented To satisfy as far as I can afew natural inquiries which must be elicited by its publication I begto explain how this unusual posthumous paper came into my possessionIt was written by Bradford Torrey Dodd who died at Christ Church NewZealand January 1895 after a lingering illness in which consumptiondeveloped which was attributed to the exposure he had experienced inreceiving some of the wireless messages his singular history details Iwas not acquainted with Mr Dodd but some information acquired sincethe reception of his manuscript has completely satisfied me thathowever interpreted Mr Dodd did not intend in it the perpetration ofa hoax His scientific ability was undoubtedly remarkable and the factsthat his father and himself worked in an astronomical station nearChrist Church that his father died that his acquaintance with theDodans was a reality that he did receive messages at a wirelesstelegraphic station that he himself and his assistants fully accreditedthese messages to extraterrestrial sources are beyond a doubt easilyverifiedA mutual friend brought me Mr Dodds papers which I looked over withincreasing amazement culminating in blank incredulity On rereadingthem and considering the usefulness of giving them to the public I havebeen influenced by two motives the desire to satisfy the ferventlyexpressed wish of the writer himself and the reasonable belief that ifthey are preposterously improbable their publication can only furnish anew and temporary and quite harmless diversion and that if Mr Doddsexperiment shall be in some future day successfully repeated his claimsto distinction as the first to open this marvelous field ofinvestigation will have been honorably and invincibly protectedLP GRATACAPCONTENTSPosthumous Papers of Bradford Torrey DoddNote by Mr August Bixby DodanNote by the EditorThe Planet MarsBy Giovanni SchiaparelliPOSTHUMOUS PAPERSOFBRADFORD TORREY DODDTHE CERTAINTYOFA FUTURE LIFE IN MARSCHAPTER IIn the confusion of thought about a future life the peculiar factsrelated in the following pages can certainly be regarded as helpfulSpiritualism with its morbid tendencies its infatuation and deceithas not been of any substantial value in this inquiry It may afford tothose who have experienced any positive visitation from another world avery comforting and indisputable proof To most sane people it is ahumiliating and ludicrous vagaryAt the conclusion of a life spent rather diligently in study and inassociation especially with astronomical practice and physicalexperiments I have in view of certain hitherto unpublished factsdecided to make public almost incontrovertible evidence that in theplanet Mars the continuation of our present life in some instances hasbeen discovered by myself I will not dwell on the astonishment I havefelt over these discoveries nor attempt to describe that felicity ofconviction which I now enjoy over the prospect of a life in anotherworldMy father was the fortunate possessor of a large fortune which freedhim of all anxieties about any material cares and left him to pursuethe bent of his inclination He became greatly interested in physicalscience and was also a patron of the liberal arts His home was storedwith the most beautiful products of the manufacturers skill in fictilearts and on its walls hung the most approved examples of the paintersskill The looms of Holland and France and England furnished him withtheir delicate and sumptuous tapestries and the Orient covered hisfloors with the richest and most prized carpets of Daghestan andTrebizond and of BokharaBut even more marked than his love for art was his passion for physicalscience His opportunities for the indulgence of this taste wereunlimited and the reinforcement of his natural aptitude by his greatmeans enabled him to carry on experiments upon a scale of the mostmagnificent proportions These experiments were made in a largebuilding which was especially built for this object It contained everyfacility for his various new designs and in it he anticipated manyadvances in electrical science and in mechanical devices which havemade the civilization of our day so remarkable I recall distinctly as aboy his ingenious approximation to the telephone and even the recentadvances in wireless telegraphy which has been the instrumentality bywhich my own researches in the field of interplanetary telegraphy havebeen prosecuted had been realized by himselfIt was in the midst of a life almost ideally happy that the blow fellwhich drove him and myself then a boy and his only child into aretirement which resulted in the discoveries I am about to relate Myfathers devotion to my mother was an illustration of the most beautifuland tender love that a man can bear toward a woman It was adorationThough his mind was employed upon the abstruse questions of physicswhich he investigated or edified by new acquisitions in art all hisknowledge and all his pleasure seemed but the means by which heendeavored to gain her deeper affection She indeed became his companionin science and her own just and well regulated taste constantlyfurnished him new motives for adding to his wide accumulations of artI can recall with some difficulty the day when with my father in a roomimmediately below the bedroom in which my mother was confined he awaitedthe summons of the doctors to see his wife for the last time It was arainy day the clouds were drifting across a dull November sky Throughan opening in the trees then leafless the Hudson was visible even thenflaked with ice while an early snow covered the sloping lawn andwhitened the broadlimbed oaks I remember indistinctly his leading meby the hand through the hallway up the stairs and softly whispering tome to be quite still entered the large room dimly lit where my motherattended by a nurse and a doctor lay on the white bed I remember beingkissed by her and then being led from the room by the nurse My fatherdoubtless lingered until all was over and the dear associate of hislife whose tenderness and charity had made all who,41
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+Produced by Joel Erickson Christine Gehring Leah Moser and theOnline Distributed Proofreading TeamThe Last ReformationBy FG SmithBY THE SAME AUTHORWHAT THE BIBLE TEACHESTHE REVELATION EXPLAINEDPROPHETIC LECTURESON DANIEL ANDREVELATIONPREFACEGods true people everywhere are looking for light on the churchquestion A deep undercurrent of dissatisfaction with the presentorder of things exists in the ecclesiastical world The historiccreeds are stationary and conservative but religious thought cannot always be bound nor its progress permanently hindered HonestChristian men and women will think and they are now thinking in theterms of a universal Christianity If I am able to discern the signsof the times the rising tide of Christian love and fellowship isabout to overflow the lines of sect and bring together in one commonhope and in one common brotherhood all those who love our Lord JesusChrist in sincerityWhat will constitute the leading characteristics of the church ofthe future This is the burning question Spiritualminded men areconscious that things can not long continue as they now are but whatand where is the remedyAfter this book was completed and in the hands of the printersI received a copy of The Church and its Organization by WalterLowrie and was surprized to find in it much truth that I hadalready received through independent investigation and embodied in mymanuscript I refer particularly to the charismatic organization andgovernment of the church It is gratifying to know that other mindsare being led to the same conclusions regarding a subject of suchvital importance to the future of ChristianityIn writing the present work I have endeavored to present theScriptural solution of this great problem a solution which takesinto account and gives due respect to historic Christianity theprophecies respecting the church and its destiny and the fundamentalcharacteristics of our holy religion as it emanated from the divineFounderIf this work can be of service in pointing out Christs plan andpurpose to gather together in one the children of God which arescattered abroad and also be instrumental in helping to accomplishthis grand Christian ideal I shall feel abundantly repaid FGSMITHAnderson Indiana May 6 1919CONTENTS                                              PAGEIntroductionThe Time of Reformation          9Part IThe Church in Apostolic DaysCHAPTER    I The Church Defined                        19   II The Universal Church                      21  III The Local Church                          33   IV The Organization and Government of the      Church                                    41Part IIThe Church in History    V Corruption of Evangelical Faith           73   VI Rise of Ecclesiasticism                   87  VII The Reformation                          101 VIII Modern Sects                             111   IX The Church of the Future                 125Part IIIThe Church in Prophecy    X Interpretation of Prophetic Symbols      141   XI The Apostolic Period                     149  XII The Medieval Period                      169 XIII Era of Modern Sects                      209  XIV The Last Reformation                     223INTRODUCTIONTHE TIME OF REFORMATIONIn ecclesiastical history the term Reformation has been appliedspecifically to the important religious movement of the sixteenthcentury which resulted in the formation of the various Protestantchurches of that period Since the sixteenth century there have beenother religious reformations some of considerable importance andinfluenceSidenote A present reformationThere is a present reformation specially distinguished from all thosethat have gone before It is resulting from the particular operationof the Spirit of God as predicted in the Word of God and itsinfluences are being felt in varying degrees throughout allChristendom Many Christians are already stirred to action by theconscious knowledge of Christs message for these times whilemultiplied thousands of others who love the Lord Jesus areexperiencing within their own hearts the awakening of new aspirationsand impulses the real meaning of which they do not as yetunderstand but which are through the leadership of the HolySpirit unconsciously fitting them for their true place in this greatworldwide movement which is destined to exceed in importance andinfluence all other religious reformations since the days of primitiveChristianitySince as we shall show the present reformation is the work of theSpirit affecting all true Christians drawing them together forthe realization of a grand Scriptural ideal it,9
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säilöistäänkirjoituksineen ja postimerkkeineen vanhan kirjekuoren minkä joskus olikadulta löytänyt hän kiinnitti sen laatikon kanteen Mainiota Nyteivät tiedä suuntiakaan keneltä lahja onJos tietäisitte meni hän sanomaan tytöille ihastuksissaan asiansaerinomaisesta onnistumisestaTytöt koettivat arvailla mutta eivät suuntiakaan osanneet Niinvähäpätöisiä arvailivat että oikein nauratti Jaakosta tuntuihoukuttelevalle sanoa että näkisi heti kun tytöt hämmästyvätOlen sika jos sanon ehätti Jaakko vakuuttamaan kun tytöt alkoivatkiihkeämmin pyydellä Kunniansanansa annettuaan oli hän varma itsestäänja salaisuutensa oli kuin lukon takanaTytöt vain kiihtyivät mitä päättävämpi Jaakko näytti olevan JaEsterivanhin heistä kaikistaotti Jaakon lujille kun sattuivatkahdenkesken Hän pyysi niin niin hartaasi Jaakko rakas rakas JaakkoJa hän lupasi kaikkia lupasi sanoa ja näyttää jo edeltäpäin mitähänellä oli Jaakolle ja olisi luvannut vaikka silmän päästään josJaakko olisi näyttänyt tai sanonutkaan lahjansa 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Sitten äkkiä singahtikuin poukka Esterin eteen ja tämä samassa oli lattialla pitkälläänJaakko ehti äiti tuskin siihen sanoa kun jo Esterin laatikkopiirongista oli lattialla ja tavarat huiskin haiskin ympäri huonettaniin että seinillä ripisi Sen tehtyään hän yritti kamariin missäEsterin joululahjat olivat pienessä vasussa sirottaakseen nekin Muttaäidin ohi mennessään tarttui hän äidin käteen kuin Absalom puun oksaanHän temposi irti ja potkaisi kumoon joulukuusen joka oli tuotu sisäänja seisoi keskilattialla Se oli kostoksi äidille Eeva siitä suuttuienimmän ja kun ei muuta voinut kiusoittavalla äänellä sanoi JaakolleSenkin saksiJaakkoSe oli tulta tappuroihin Onneksi oli Eeva esteitten takana ja tarpeeksikaukana Eevan nukke sai kärsiä koston Sen viuhautti Jaakko lentämäänyli huoneen uunin kylkeä vasten että kaula poikki Mutta kaikki tämäoli Jaakosta kevyttä Voima kuohui ja aivan kuin puski häntä tarttumaanjohonkin raskaaseen mikä liikutellessa ryskäisi ja jymähtelisi Hänellätuntui olevan voimaa ja halua kaataa pöytä ja vaikka koko tuo piironkituolla Hän viskasi muutaman tuolin kumoonja siihen halu raukesi Hänsyöksyi ulos ja purskahti itkemäänHän ei mene sisään koko iltana Olkoot ja antakoot lahjansa Ei heilläkuitenkaan ole niin hauska kuin olisi ollut Eikä äiti saa uusiasaksia Saa pitää ne vanhat saksikulunsa joita aina tuskittelee jajoilla kesällä matonkuteita leikatessaan sai niin pahan rakonpeukalohankaseen että koko käsi turposi ja lääkärin piti leikata kättäMitä sanoisivat äiti ja Esteri ja Eeva jos äidin käsi nytkinkipeytyisi Eiköhän tulisi hätä niinkuin kesälläkinMutta Jaakolle itselleen tuli samallainen hätä kuin kesällä jolloin hähalkoi kerätä rahoja ostaakseen uudet saksetHän meni sisään Joulukuusi oli pystyssä ja tuoli oli paikoillaan Eiollut muita kuin Esteri huoneessa Hän oli koonnut tavaransa eikänäyttänyt olevan tietävinäänkään Jaakosta Vihassa päätti Jaakko hänenolevan Sitten kyökistä Eevakin itkusilmin toisessa kädessä päätönnukke ja toisessa pää Jaakko meni heti Eevaa lepyttämään koettaenselittää miten nuken saattaa korjata Ja hän lupasi Eevalle näyttäälahjansa kutsuen Eevan kamariinEeva unohutti surunsa ja ihastui heti laatikkoon Sakset olivat kauniithänestä vaan varsinkin laatikko Jaakko lupasi Eevalle laatikon sittenkun on äiti saanut saksensa Jaakko näytti ja selitti että hän olipannut kirjekuoren siihen että luultaisiin laatikon ja saksien tulleenpostissa Amerikasta Eevasta se oli erinomaista ja mukavaaKuule Jaakko Ei sanota kenellekään Sanotaan Esterille että eisinulla olekaan sakset vaan muutaEeva sai Jaakon innostumaan Ja kun hän sanoi Esterille niinkuin Eevaoli neuvonut että hänellä ei olekaan sakset vaan muuta jolloin Eevatekeytyi sen näköiseksi että se muu on hyvin erinomaista niin Jaakkoaivan uskoi että Esteri niin luulee varsinkin kun Esteri alkoiEevalta kysellä kun tämä näytti niin hyvillään ja salaperäinen olevanMelkein entisellään oli Jaakon asia ja alkoi taas jännittää Hän eitahtonut malttaa odottaa iltaa ja lahjojen aikaa Heti kun joulukuusioli sytytetty hän meni ulos lahja kainalossa hyvin salaa muttaviskattuaan sen tuli hän heti itse jäljestä uteliaana näkemään jakuulemaanEsteri otti lahjapaketin lattiasta ihastuneena kun oli niin sievälaatikko Hän luki kirjekuoresta Korkeasti kunnioitettava HerraPastori Hieronymus RäyhäEi se ole tänne ehti jo äiti sanoa mutta Eeva väitti että on se Jaselitti että siinä on kannessa oikea kirjoitus äidille muttakirjekuori on vain sitä varten pantu että sakset ovat tulleet postissaAmerikastaEsteri purskahti taas nauramaan ja Jaakko pujahti kamariin pimeimpäänloukkoon Hän häpesi niin että itki Vaikka kuuli äidin ihastelevansaksia niin ei se mieltä parantanut Hän toivoi että Esterisairastuisi ja kuolisiSitä hän mielessään hautoi eikä häntä saatu koko iltana loukosta eihyvällä ei pahalla Tälle maailmalle tietämättömänä nukuksissa hänetsieltä vihdoin kannettiin sänkyynsäMAHTISANAEi ollutkaan hauska sunnuntai kuten tavallisesti Isä ja äiti eivätolleet päivälliseltä asti ainoatakaan sanaa vaihtaneet Lapsetkin Maijaja Iikka olivat olleet hiljaa He istuivat erillään Iikka tuolillasohvan päässä mihin näki ikkunasta kuun Maija ikkunan ääressä jakatseli kadulle missä liikkui lapsia suksilla ja kelkoilla He eivätolleet rohjenneet ääntää edes kuiskaamalla sen vertaa että olisivatulospääsyä pyytäneet Niin hiljaista oli ollut koko tämän sunnuntainiltapuhde että kun äiti äänsi kehottaen lapsia ulos menemään jokainenmelkein vavahtiSanaa lausumatta he lähtivät Maija oikein hiljaa hiipien Kartanollakinpuhui vielä kuiskaten neuvotellessaan Iikan kanssa mihin mäkeenlähtisivät Ei ollut oikeastaan halua mihinkään Mutta kun tulivatkadulle ja joka taholta kuului lasten iloista huutoa niin virkistyimieli Maija istutti Iikan kelkkaan ja lähti juoksujalassa vetämäänIkävä mieliala aivan kuin lohkeili paloina ja polkeutui jalkoihinMuutamalla kadulla oli suuri poikalauma kadun kulmassa Sitä päätettiinpoiketa näkemässä mitä siellä oli tekeilläOli kilpajuoksu Topin poikien toimeenpanema Juostiin risteyksen,27
+Produced by Frank van Drogen Eric Casteleijn and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading TeamVECHTERKLUCHTSPELVertoont op de AmsterdamscheSCHOUWBURGTE AMSTERDAMBy _Jacob Lescailje_ Boekverkooper op den Middeldamnaast de Vischmarkt 1697VERTOONERSVECHTER _een schoenlapper en brugophaalder_MAIKEN _zyn huisvrouw_KLAARTJE _zyn dochter_VREDERYK _vryer van Klaartje_HILLEBRAND _een out man_HEERE _een schipper_DAVIDJE _een kruyer_VECHTEREERSTE UITKOMSTMAIKEN KLAARTJEMAIKENAl weer is die besukste kaerel uit het pothuis elopenJa wel sulken vent as dat is daer is ommers niet goets af te hopenAltyd het gat uit altyd her gat uit en t schone werk moet blyven staenDaer komt Tryntje Karnelis die wil heur muilen hebben of ze wil daadlyk  op een aâr gaenSyberig moet uit er huur en die zou hy er kist kruijenEn de Koster het hier eweest hij zou veur Teeuwis de klokken luijenDaer kon hy mooy een hiele schelling meê verdienen in een half uurJa wel ik word schier uit men zinnen de kaerel maakt et myn zo zuurZo as hy me quelt t is niet om te verdragent Is een rechte vrouwepest en een plaag der plagenLieve Klaartje je bint wel ongelukkig mit sulken vaârKLAARTJEWat zele wer teuge doen moederMAIKEN  Al wat ik raap of spaart Is al te vergeefs we binnen arm in we zellen arm stervenIn had jou goet niet vast eweest je had al me niet veul ehad van je ervenMaar jou Vrederik zou hier komen hoe of hy t werk al het beleidKLAARTJEWel loof ik maar was t niet beter eweest darmen t hem niet had ezeitMAIKENOch hy zag dat wel hy het verstandts genoeg om dat te merkenIk wou maar dat hy wat goets voor ons uit kon werkenDaer komt hyII  UITKOMSTVREDERYK MAIKEN KLAARTJEVREDERYKWel Klaartje goejen dag kint hoe gaet et met jouKLAARTJERelykjesVREDERYK  En hoe met jou Maiken je bint zulken goên vrouwMAIKENJa zo passelyk k zou altemet wel goet wezen as men t er na maaktenAlles wil zo niet ezeit wezenVREDERYKWel hoor om dat we allebei zo haaktenJy na je mans beterschap en ik na ons houwelykMet Klaartje zo heb ik nou alleding trouwelykBeschikt als ezeit was de mannen zellen hier komenEn spreken jou zelfs want ze schynen te schromenOf ik ook een part zocht te spelen aan je manDaerom willenze het van jou eerst horen en danHeb ik et belooft te vreden te stellenMaar Klaartje zou jy er je zelf ook in quellenKLAARTJEWat zel ik zeggen t is myn vader maar t doetme zulken verdrietLieve Vrederik dat men moeder zo veel droefheid aan hem zietIk kan et je niet uitspreken ik mach r wel lyenTerwyl ik zie dat het licht tot zyn beterschap zou kunnen gedyenVREDERYKMaar is hy inderdaat al zulken bolwurm als jer van opgeeftMAIKENOch je hebt van je dagen zulken kaerel niet beleeftIk hebt je noch niet half ezeit men goe knecht dat vechten dat vechtenDat valt me zo zuur wat het hy van zen leven niet al parten uit gaen  rechtenDat je wist hoe wel datwe gezeten hadden toen ik hem eerst kreegWe hadden een brave schoenmakers winkel op in de halsteegIn we hadden zulke nering zulke nering ik kantje niet zeggenHet vloeidender in huis maar altyd mosten wy achter leggenDeur dat vechten en deur dat zuipen dan in de kroeg dan op de wachtDan ereis op straet het was hem evenveul of het dag was of nachtDat duurden dan dikwils ien hiele week achter malkanderDan teugen een Sinjeur dan teugen een brakje en dan weêr teugen een  andert Scheelden hem niet al hadet teugen zen eigen vaâr eweestHy was dikwils hiel uitelaeten hy leek wel een wild beestMaar as ikje ezeit heb t is nou noch wel zo goet as van te vorenWant sedert dat hy die sneê in de bek kreeg het hy r versworenMet messen te vechten dat hy eerst altyd placht te doenDaer het hy zo mennigen reis an de Schout veur moeten bloênDan most ik em ereis s nachts uit de kortegaard halenDan most ik ereis zo veul sluitgeld in de boeyen betalenEn t is men ook wel ebeurt dat ik er hem een week of twee zitten lietWat zou ik doen ik docht terwyl hy daer zit zo vecht hy nietKon me t hem hier me zo ver krygen dat me hem dat vuistevechten meê of  kon lerenAl sloegeze hem ook dat hy in drie dagen niet opstont t zou me niet  derenWant as hy niet vecht is er redelyk meê om te gaenEn as hy oppassen wou konnewe noch al fatsoenelijk bestaenOm mynent wil hebben hem de Heeren noch een Officitjen an de brug egevenEn t schoenlappen en kruyen daerby daer konne wy noch wel of levenAl hadde we de rente van Klaartjes gelt nietEn ik spinder noch te met een draetje by as je zietWant die rente krygt hy nou tog altegaar in handenJa hy zou de hooftsom ook al lang hebben gaen verpandenHad er Besje daer niet veur eweest die ouwe sloofOch Vrederik wat maakten hy t die goê vrouwe ook altemet loofMaar die kon hem wel daarom deedze r best datzer veur zorgdenWant as hy gien geld had bleef hy tuis daar was niemand die hem borgdenVREDERYKMaar mienje datje mit slaen al wat op hem winnen zoudMAIKENIk verzekertje want niemant wil met hem te doen hebben daer op is  hy stoutMaar kreeg hy eens zo wat dat hy t er degen kon voelenEn van zulke lui daer hy t hem of schaamde meê t zou wel koelenEn men kan t makkelyk doen want hy het weinig krachtAs zijn neus maar bloet valt hy schier in onmachtZulken kaerel is t je hoeft niet eens te vrezenEen Heiden zou hem met prevelen schier onder de voet lezenWant gelyk as ik zeg even eens is het met het messevechten eschietEn nou is hy zo bang dat hy schrikt as hy maar een mes zietHy durft schier gien broot snyenVREDERYK  Maar quam ik t hem nou al te verlerenWat dunkje zoutme niet wel licht aan men toekomende houwelyk derenOm dat et juist van myn quam dat hy zo geslagen wasMAIKENO neen daer staen ik jou,32
+Produced by Bryan Ness and the Online Distributed Proofreading TeamHISTORYof theCOMSTOCK PATENT MEDICINEBUSINESSand Dr Morses Indian Root Pillsby Robert B ShawAssociate Professor Accounting and HistoryClarkson College of TechnologyPotsdam NYSMITHSONIAN STUDIES IN HISTORY AND TECHNOLOGY NUMBER 22COVER Changing methods of packaging Comstock remedies over theyearsLower left Original packaging of the Indian Root Pills in ovalveneer boxes Lower center The glass bottles and cardboard and tinboxes Lower right The modern packaging during the final years ofdomestic manufacture Upper left The Indian Root Pills as they arestill being packaged and distributed in Australia Upper center DrHowards Electric Blood Builder Pills Upper right Comstocks Dead ShotWorm PelletsLibrary of Congress Cataloging in Publication DataShaw Robert B 1916History of the Comstock patent medicine business and of Dr MorsesIndian Root Pills Smithsonian studies in history and technology no22Bibliography p1 Comstock WH Company I Title II Series SmithsonianInstitution Smithsonian studies in history and technology no 22HD96669C62S46 33876615886 76 39864_Official publication date is handstamped in a limited number of initialcopies and is recorded in the Institutions annual report_ SmithsonianYearFor sale by the Superintendent of Documents US Government PrintingOffice Washington DC 20402Price 65 cents paper cover Stock Number47000204History of the Comstock Patent Medicine Business and of Dr MorsesIndian Root PillsFor nearly a century a conspicuous feature of the small riversidevillage of Morristown in northern New York State was the WHComstock factory better known as the home of the celebrated Dr MorsesIndian Root Pills This business never grew to be more than a modestundertaking in modern industrial terms and amid the congestion of anylarge city its few buildings straddling a branch railroad and its workforce of several dozens at most would have been little noticed but inits rural setting the enterprise occupied a prominent role in theeconomic life of the community for over ninety years Aside from theomnipresent forest and dairy industries it represented the onlymanufacturing activity for miles around and was easily the largestsingle employer in its village as well as the chief recipient andshipper of freight at the adjacent railroad station For some yearsearly in the present century the company supplied a primitive electricservice to the community and the Comstock Hotel until it was destroyedby fire served as the principal village hostelryBut the influence of this business was by no means strictly local Fordecades thousands of boxes of pills and bottles of elixir together withadvertising circulars and almanacs in the millions flowed out of thisremote village to druggists in thousands of communities in the UnitedStates and Canada in Latin America and in the Orient And Dr MorsesIndian Root Pills and the other remedies must have been household nameswherever people suffered aches and infirmities Thus Morristownnotwithstanding its placid appearance played an active role in commerceand industry throughout the colorful patentmedicine eraToday the Indian Root Pill factory stands abandoned and forlornitsdecline and demise brought on by an age of more precise medicaldiagnoses and the more stringent enforcement of various food and drugacts After abandonment the factory was ransacked by vandals andrecords documents wrappers advertising circulars pills awaitingpackaging and other effects were thrown down from the shelves andscattered over the floors This made it impossible to recover andexamine the records systematically The former proprietors of thebusiness however had for some reasonperhaps sheerinertiaapparently preserved all of their records for over a centurystoring them in the loftlike attic over the packaging building Despitetheir careless treatment enough records were recovered to reconstructmost of the history of the Comstock enterprise and to cast new lightupon the patentmedicine industry of the United States during itsheydayThe Comstock business of course was far from unique Hundreds ofmanufacturers of proprietary remedies flourished during the 1880s and1890s the Druggists Directory for 1895 lists approximately 1500 Thegreat majority of these factories were much smaller than Comstock onesuspects in fact that most of them were no more than backroomenterprises conducted by untrained but ambitious druggists who withparttime help mixed up some mysterious concoctions and contrivedimaginative advertising schemes A few of these businesses wereconsiderably larger than ComstockHowever the Comstock company would seem to be typical of the morestrongly established patentmedicine manufacturers and therefore acloser examination of this particular enterprise should also illuminateits entire industryThe Origin of the BusinessThe Indian Root Pill business was carried on during most of itsexistence by two members of the Comstock familyfather and sonandbecause of unusual longevity this control by two generations extendedfor over a century The plant was also located in Morristown forapproximately ninety years The Indian Root Pills however were notactually originated by the Comstock family nor were they discovered inMorristown Rather the business had its genesis in New York City at atime when the city still consisted primarily of twoor threestorybuildings and did not extend beyond the present 42nd StreetAccording to an affidavit written in 1851and much of the history ofthe business is derived from documents prepared in connection withnumerous lawsuitsthe founder of the Comstock drug venture was EdwinComstock sometime in or before 1833 Edwin along with the numerousother brothers who will shortly enter the picture was a son of SamuelComstock of Butternuts Otsego County New York Samuel afifthgeneration descendant of William Comstock one of the pioneersettlers of New London Connecticut and ancestor of most of theComstocks in America was born in East Lyme Connecticut a few yearsbefore the Revolution but sometime after the birth of Edwin in 1794 hemoved to Otsego County New YorkEdwin in 1828 moved to Batavia New York where his son William HenryComstock was born on August 1 1830 Within four or five yearshowever Edwin repaired to New York City where he established theextensive drug and medicine business that was to be carried on bymembers of his family for over a century Just why Edwin performed thisbrief sojourn in Batavia or where he made his initial entry into thedrug trade is not clear although the rapid growth of his firm in NewYork City suggests that he had had previous experience in that field Itis a plausible surmise that he may have worked in Batavia in the drugstore of Dr Levant B Cotes which was destroyed in the villagewidefire of April 19 1833 the,4
+Produced by Kevin Handy John Hagerson and the Online DistributedProofreading TeamENGLISH TRAVELLERSOF THE RENAISSANCEBYCLARE HOWARDBURT FRANKLIN BIBLIOGRAPHY AND REFERENCE SERIES 1791914PREFACEThis essay was written in 19081910 while I was studying at Oxford asFellow of the Society of American Women in London Material on thesubject of travel in any century is apparently inexhaustible and onecould write many books on the subject without duplicating sources Thefollowing aims no further than to describe one phase of Renaissancetravel in clear and sharp outline with sufficient illustration toembellish but not to clog the main ideasIn the preparation of this book I incurred many debts of gratitude Iwould thank the staff of the Bodleian especially Mr WHB Somersetfor their kindness during the two years I was working in the library ofOxford University and Dr Perlbach Abteilungsdirektor of the KöniglicheBibliothek at Berlin who forwarded to me some helpful informationconcerning the early German books of instructions for travellers andProfessor Clark S Northup of Cornell University for similar aid ToMr George Whale I am indebted for the use of his transcript of SloaneMS 1813 and to my friend Miss ME Marshall of the Board of Tradefor the generous gift of her leisure hours in reading for me in theBritish Museum after the sea had divided me from that treasurehouse ofinformationI would like to acknowledge with thanks the kind advice of Sir WalterRaleigh and Sir Sidney Lee whose generosity in giving time andscholarship many students besides myself are in a position toappreciate Mr L Pearsall Smith from whose work on the _Life andLetters of Sir Henry Wotton_ I have drawn copiously gave me alsocourteous personal assistanceTo the Faculty of the English Department at Columbia University I owethe gratitude of one who has received her earliest inclination toscholarship from their teachings I am under heavy obligations toProfessor AH Thorndike and Professor GP Krapp for their correctionsand suggestions in the proofsheets of this book and to Professor WPTrent for continued help and encouragement throughout my studies atColumbia and elsewhereAbove all I wish to emphasize the aid of Professor CH Firth ofOxford University whose sympathy and comprehension of the difficultiesof a beginner in the field he so nobly commands can be understood onlyby those like myself who come to Oxford aspiring and alone I wishthis essay were a more worthy result of his influenceCLARE HOWARDBARNARD COLLEGE NEW YORK_October_ 1913                                   INTRODUCTIONAmong the many didactic books which flooded England in the sixteenth andseventeenth centuries were certain essays on travel Some of these havenever been brought to light since their publication more than threehundred years ago or been mentioned by the few writers who haveinterested themselves in the literature of this subject In thecollections of voyages and explorations so often garnered these havefound no place Most of them are very rare and have never beenreprinted Yet they do not deserve to be thus overlooked and in severalways this survey of them will I think be useful for students ofliteratureThey reveal a widespread custom among Elizabethan and Jacobeangentlemen of completing their education by travel There are scatteredallusions to this practice in contemporary social documents Anthony àWood frequently explains how such an Oxonian travelled beyond seas andreturned a compleat Personbut nowhere is this ideal of acosmopolitan education so explicitly set forth as it is in these essaysAddressed to the intending tourist they are in no sense to be confusedwith guidebooks or itineraries They are discussions of the benefits oftravel admonitions and warnings arranged to put the traveller in theproper attitude of mind towards his great task of selfdevelopmentTaken in chronological order they outline for us the life of thetravelling studentBeginning with the end of the sixteenth century when travel became thefashion as the only means of acquiring modern languages and modernhistory as well as those physical accomplishments and social graces bywhich a young man won his way at Court they trace his evolution up tothe time when it had no longer any serious motive that is when thechairs of modern history and modern languages were founded at theEnglish universities and when with the fall of the Stuarts the Courtceased to be the arbiter of mens fortunes In the course of thisevolution they show us many phases of continental influence in Englandhow Italian immorality infected young imaginations how the Jesuits wontravellers to their religion how France became the model of deportmentwhat were the origins of the Grand Tour and so forthThat these directions for travel were not isolated oddities ofliterature but were the expression of a widespread ideal of the Englishgentry I have tried to show in the following study The essays canhardly be appreciated without support from biography and history andfor that reason I have introduced some concrete illustrations of thesort of traveller to whom the books were addressed If I have not alwaysquoted the Instructions fully it is because they repeat one anotheron some points My plan has been to comment on whatever in each book wasnew or showed the evolution of travel for studys sakeThe result I hope will serve to show something of the cosmopolitanismof English society in the sixteenth and seventeenth centuries of thecloser contact which held between England and the Continent whileEngland was not yet great and selfsufficient of times when hersoldiers of low and high degree went to seek their fortunes in the LowCountries and her merchants journeyed in person to conduct businesswith Italy when a steady stream of Roman Catholics and exiles forpolitical reasons trooped to France or Flanders for years togetherThese discussions of the art of travel are relics of an age whenEnglishmen next to the Germans were known for the greatest travellersamong all nations In the same boatload with merchants spies exilesand diplomats from England sailed the young gentleman fresh from hisuniversity to complete his education by a look at the most civilizedcountries of the world He approached the Continent with an inquiringopen mind eager,14
+Produced by James RuskTHE TALES OF CHEKHOVVOLUME 12THE COOKS WEDDING AND OTHER STORIESBYANTON TCHEKHOVTranslated by CONSTANCE GARNETTCONTENTSTHE COOKS WEDDINGSLEEPYCHILDRENTHE RUNAWAYGRISHAOYSTERSHOMEA CLASSICAL STUDENTVANKAAN INCIDENTA DAY IN THE COUNTRYBOYSSHROVE TUESDAYTHE OLD HOUSEIN PASSION WEEKWHITEBROWKASHTANKAA CHAMELEONTHE DEPENDENTSWHO WAS TO BLAMETHE BIRD MARKETAN ADVENTURETHE FISHARTTHE SWEDISH MATCHTHE COOKS WEDDINGGRISHA a fat solemn little person of seven was standing by thekitchen door listening and peeping through the keyhole In thekitchen something extraordinary and in his opinion never seenbefore was taking place A big thickset redhaired peasantwith a beard and a drop of perspiration on his nose wearing acabmans full coat was sitting at the kitchen table on which theychopped the meat and sliced the onions He was balancing a sauceron the five fingers of his right hand and drinking tea out of itand crunching sugar so loudly that it sent a shiver down Grishasback Aksinya Stepanovna the old nurse was sitting on the dirtystool facing him and she too was drinking tea Her face wasgrave though at the same time it beamed with a kind of triumphPelageya the cook was busy at the stove and was apparently tryingto hide her face And on her face Grisha saw a regular illuminationit was burning and shifting through every shade of colour beginningwith a crimson purple and ending with a deathly white She wascontinually catching hold of knives forks bits of wood and ragswith trembling hands moving grumbling to herself making a clatterbut in reality doing nothing She did not once glance at the tableat which they were drinking tea and to the questions put to herby the nurse she gave jerky sullen answers without turning herfaceHelp yourself Danilo Semyonitch the nurse urged him hospitablyWhy do you keep on with tea and nothing but tea You should havea drop of vodkaAnd nurse put before the visitor a bottle of vodka and a wineglasswhile her face wore a very wily expressionI never touch it    No    said the cabman decliningDont press me Aksinya StepanovnaWhat a man    A cabman and not drink    A bachelor cantget on without drinking Help yourselfThe cabman looked askance at the bottle then at nurses wily faceand his own face assumed an expression no less cunning as much asto say You wont catch me you old witchI dont drink please excuse me Such a weakness does not do inour calling A man who works at a trade may drink for he sits athome but we cabmen are always in view of the public Arent weIf one goes into a pothouse one finds ones horse gone if one takesa drop too much it is worse still before you know where you areyou will fall asleep or slip off the box Thats where it isAnd how much do you make a day Danilo SemyonitchThats according One day you will have a fare for three roublesand another day you will come back to the yard without a farthingThe days are very different Nowadays our business is no good Thereare lots and lots of cabmen as you know hay is dear and folks arepaltry nowadays and always contriving to go by tram And yet thankGod I have nothing to complain of I have plenty to eat and goodclothes to wear and    we could even provide well for another  the cabman stole a glance at Pelageya if it were to theirliking   Grisha did not hear what was said further His mamma came to thedoor and sent him to the nursery to learn his lessonsGo and learn your lesson Its not your business to listen hereWhen Grisha reached the nursery he put My Own Book in front ofhim but he did not get on with his reading All that he had justseen and heard aroused a multitude of questions in his mindThe cooks going to be married he thought StrangeI dontunderstand what people get married for Mamma was married to papaCousin Verotchka to Pavel Andreyitch But one might be married topapa and Pavel Andreyitch after all they have gold watchchainsand nice suits their boots are always polished but to marry thatdreadful cabman with a red nose and felt boots    Fi And whyis it nurse wants poor Pelageya to be marriedWhen the visitor had gone out of the kitchen Pelageya appeared andbegan clearing away Her agitation still persisted Her face wasred and looked scared She scarcely touched the floor with thebroom and swept every corner five times over She lingered for along time in the room where mamma was sitting She was evidentlyoppressed by her isolation and she was longing to express herselfto share her impressions with some one to open her heartHes gone she muttered seeing that mamma would not begin theconversationOne can see he is a good man said mamma not taking her eyes offher sewing Sober and steadyI declare I wont marry him mistress Pelageya cried suddenlyflushing crimson I declare I wontDont be silly you are not a child Its a serious step you mustthink it over thoroughly its no use talking nonsense Do you likehimWhat an idea mistress cried Pelageya abashed They say suchthings that    my goodness   She should say she doesnt like him thought GrishaWhat an affected creature you are    Do you like himBut he is old mistressThink of something else nurse flew out at her from the next roomHe has not reached his fortieth year and what do you want a youngman for Handsome is as handsome does    Marry him and thatsall about itI swear I wont squealed PelageyaYou are talking nonsense What sort of rascal do you want Anyoneelse would have bowed down to his feet and you declare you wontmarry him You want to be always winking at the postmen and tutorsThat tutor that used to come to Grishenka mistress    she wasnever tired of making eyes at him Oo the shameless hussyHave you seen this Danilo before mamma asked PelageyaHow could,0
+Produced by Ted Garvin Barbara Tozier and the Online DistributedProofreading TeamA LIBRARIANS OPEN SHELFESSAYS ON VARIOUS SUBJECTSARTHUR E BOSTWICK PhD1920PREFACEThe papers here gathered together represent the activities of a librarianin directions outside the boundaries of his professional career althoughthe influences of it may be detected in them here and there Except forthose influences they have little connection and the transition of thoughtand treatment from one to another may occasionally seem violent It mayhowever serve to protect the reader from the assaults of monotonyAEBCONTENTSDO READERS READ  _The Critic_ July 1901 p 6770WHAT MAKES PEOPLE READ  _The Book Lover_ January 1904 p 1216THE PASSING OF THE POSSESSIVE A STUDY OF BOOK TITLES  _The Book Buyer_ June 1897 p 5001SELECTIVE EDUCATION  _Educational Review_ November 1907 p 36573THE USES OF FICTION  Read before the American Library Association Asheville Conference  May 28 1907 _ALA Bulletin_ July 1907 p 1837THE VALUE OF ASSOCIATION  Delivered before the Library Associations of Iowa Nebraska Kansas  Missouri Indiana and Ohio October 918 1907 _Library Journal_  January 1908 p 39MODERN EDUCATIONAL METHODS  _Notes and News_ Montclair NJ July 1908SOME ECONOMIC FEATURES OF LIBRARIES  Read at the opening of the Chestnut Hill Branch Philadelphia Free  Library January 22 1909 _Library Journal_ February 1909 p  4852SIMON NEWCOMB AMERICAS FOREMOST ASTRONOMER  _Review of Reviews_ August 1909 p 1714THE COMPANIONSHIP OF BOOKS  Read before the Pacific Northwest Library Association June 1910  _PNWLA Proceedings_ 1910 p 823ATOMIC THEORIES OF ENERGY  Read before the St Louis Academy of Science _The Monist_  October 1912 p 5805THE ADVERTISEMENT OF IDEAS  _Minnesota Library Notes and News_ December 1912 p 1907THE PUBLIC LIBRARY THE PUBLIC SCHOOL AND THE SOCIAL CENTER MOVEMENT  Read before the National Education Association _NEA  Proceedings_ 1912 p 2405THE SYSTEMATIZATION OF VIOLENCE  _St Louis Mirror_ July 18 1913THE ART OF REREADINGHISTORY AND HEREDITY  Read before the New England Society of St Louis _New England  Society of St Louis_ _Proceedings_ 29th year p 1320WHAT THE FLAG STANDS FOR  A Flag Day address in St Peters church St Louis _St Louis  Republic_ June 15 1914THE PEOPLES SHARE IN THE PUBLIC LIBRARY  Read before the Chicago Womens Club January 6 1915 _Library  Journal_ April 1915 p 22732SOME TENDENCIES OF AMERICAN THOUGHT  Read before the New York Library Association at Squirrel Inn Haines  Falls September 28 1915 _Library Journal_ November 1915 p  7717DRUGS AND THE MAN  A Commencement address to the graduating class of the School of  Pharmacy St Louis May 19 1915 _Journal of the American  Pharmaceutical Association_ August 1915 p 91522HOW THE COMMUNITY EDUCATES ITSELF  Read before the American Library Association Asbury Park NJ  June 27 1916 _Library Journal_ August 1916 p 5417CLUBWOMENS READING  _The Bookman_ JanuaryMarch 1915 p 51521 6427 6470BOOKS FOR TIRED EYES  _Yale Review_ January 1917 p 35868THE MAGIC CASEMENT  Read before the Town and Gown Club St LouisA WORD TO BELIEVERS  Address at the closing section of the Church School of Religious  InstructionINDEXA LIBRARIANS OPEN SHELFESSAYS ON VARIOUS SUBJECTSDO READERS READThose who are interested in the proper use of our libraries are askingcontinually What do readers read and the tables of classpercentagesin the annual reports of those institutions show that librarians are atleast making an attempt to satisfy these queries But a question that isstill more fundamental and quite as vital is Do readers read at all Thisis not a paradox but a commonsense question as the following suggestivelittle incident will show The librarianincharge of a crowded branchcirculatinglibrary in New York City had occasion to talk not long agoto one of her star borrowers a youth who had taken out his two goodbooks a week regularly for nearly a year and whom she had looked upon as amodelso much so that she had never thought it necessary to advise withhim regarding his reading In response to a question this lad made answersomewhat as follows Yes maam Im doing pretty well with my reading Ithink I should get on nicely if I could only once manage to read a bookthrough but somehow I cant seem to do it This boy had actually takento his home nearly a hundred books returning each regularly and borrowinganother without reading to the end of a single one of themThat this case is not isolated and abnormal but is typical of the way inwhich a large class of readers treat books there is as we shall seeonly too much reason to believeThe facts are peculiarly hard to get at At first sight there would seemto be no way to find out whether the books that our libraries circulatehave been read through from cover to cover or only half through or notat all To be sure each borrower might be questioned on the subject as hereturned his book but this method would be resented as inquisitorialand after all there would be no certainty that the data so gathered weretrue By counting the stamps on the library bookcard or datingslip wecan tell how many times a book has been borrowed but this gives us noinformation about whether it has or has not been read Fortunately for ourpresent purpose however many works are published in a series of volumeseach of which is charged separately and an examination of the differentslips will tell us whether or not the whole work has been read through byall those who borrowed it If for instance in a twovolume work eachvolume has gone out twenty times twenty borrowers either have read itthrough or have stopped somewhere in the second volume while if the firstvolume is charged twenty times and the second only fourteen it is certainthat six of those who took out the first volume did not get as far as thesecond In works of more than two volumes we can tell with still greateraccuracy at what point the readers interest was insufficient to carry himfurtherSuch an investigation has,37
+Produced by Janet Kegg and PG Distributed ProofreadersIllustration SAINT ETHELBURGAS CHURCH INTERIORHENRY HUDSONA BRIEF STATEMENT OFHIS AIMS AND HIS ACHIEVEMENTSBYTHOMAS A JANVIERTO WHICH IS ADDEDA NEWLYDISCOVERED PARTIAL RECORDNOW FIRST PUBLISHEDOFTHE TRIAL OF THE MUTINEERSBY WHOM HE AND OTHERSWERE ABANDONED TO THEIR DEATH1909TOCAJCONTENTSPART IA Brief Life of Henry HudsonPART IINewlydiscovered DocumentsPREFACEIt is with great pleasure that I include in this volumecontemporary Hudson documents which have remained neglected forthree centuries and here are published for the first time As Iexplain more fully elsewhere their discovery is due to thepainstaking research of Mr RG Marsden MA My humble share inthe matter has been to recognize the importance of Mr Marsdensdiscovery and to direct the particular search in the RecordOffice in London that has resulted in their present reproductionI regret that they are inconclusive We still are ignorant of whatpunishment was inflicted upon the mutineers of the Discovery oreven if they were punished at allThe primary importance of these documents however is not thatthey establish the factuntil now not establishedthat themutineers were brought to trial it is that they embody the sworntestimony hitherto unproduced of six members of Hudsons crewconcerning the mutiny Asher the most authoritative of Hudsonsmodern historians wrote Prickett is the only eyewitness thathas left us an account of these events and we can therefore notcorrect his statements whether they be true or false We now havethe accounts of five additional eyewitnesses Prickett himself isone of the six whose testimony has been recovered and all ofthem so far as they go substantially are in accord withPricketts account Such agreement is not proof of truth The newlyadduced witnesses and the earlier single witness equally wereinterested in making out a case in their own favor that would savethem from being hanged But this new evidence does entitlePricketts Larger Discourse to a more respectful considerationthan that dubious document heretofore has received Save in mattersaffected by this fresh material the following narrative is acondensation of what has been recorded by Hudsons authoritativebiographers of whom the more important are Samuel Purchas HesselGerritz Emanuel Van Meteren GM Asher Henry C Murphy JohnRomeyn Brodhead and John Meredith ReadTAJNew York _July_ 16 1909THE ILLUSTRATIONSNo portrait of Hudson is known to be in existence What has passedwith the uncritical for his portraita dapperlooking man wearinga ruffed collarfrequently has been and continues to bereproduced Who that man was is unknown That he was not Hudson iscertainLacking Hudsons portrait I have used for a frontispiece aphotograph especially taken for this purpose of the interior ofthe Church of Saint Ethelburga the sole remaining material linkof which we have sure knowledge between Hudson and ourselves Thedrawing on the cover represents what is very near to being anothermaterial linkthe replica lately built in Holland of the HalfMoon the ship in which Hudson made his most famous voyageThe other illustrations have been selected with a strict regard tothe meaning of that word In order to throw light on the text Ihave preferredto the ventures of fancyreproductions oftitlepages of works on navigation that Hudson probably usedpictures of the few and crude instruments of navigation that hecertainly used and pictures of ships virtually identical withthose in which he sailedThe copy of Wrights famous work on navigation that Hudson may havehad and probably did have with him was of an earlier date thanthat 1610 of which the titlepage here is reproduced Thisreproduction is of interest in that it shows at a glance all of thenautical instruments that Hudson had at his command and of a stillgreater interest in that the map which is a part of it exhibitswhat at that time by exploration or by conjecture was the knownworld To the making of that map Hudson himself contributed on itwith a previously unknown assurance his River clearly is markedThe inadequate indication of his Bay probably is taken fromWeymouths chartthe chart that Hudson had with him on his voyageA curious feature of this map is its markingin defiance of knownfactsof two straits to the north and to the south of a largeisland where should be the Isthmus of PanamaThe one seemingly fanciful picture that of the mermaids is notfancifula point that I have enlarged upon elsewhereby thestandard of Hudsons times Hudson himself believed in theexistence of mermaids as is proved by his matteroffact entry inhis log that a mermaid had been seen by two of his crewA BRIEF LIFE OF HENRY HUDSONHENRY HUDSONIIf ever a compelling Fate set its grip upon a man and drove him toan accomplishment beside his purpose and outside his thought itwas when Henry Hudsonhaving headed his ship upon an orderedcourse northeastwarddirectly traversed his orders by fetchingthat compass to the southwestward which ended by bringing him intowhat now is Hudsons River and which led on quickly to thefounding of what now is New YorkIndeed the late Thomas Aquinas and the later Calvin could havemade out from the few known facts in the life of this navigator sopretty a case in favor of Predestination that the blessed StAugustine and the worthy Arminiussupposing the four come togetherfor a friendly dish of theological talkwould have had their workcut out for them to formulate a countercase in favor of Free WillIt is a curious truth that every important move in Hudsons life ofwhich we have record seems to have been a forced move sometimeswith a look of chance about itas when the directors of the DutchEast India Company called him back and hastily renewed with himtheir suspended agreement that he should search for a passage toCathay on a northeast course past Nova Zembla and so sent him offon the voyage that brought the Half Moon into Hudsons Riversometimes with the fatalism very much in evidenceas when his owngovernment seized him out of the Dutch service and so put him inthe way to go sailing to his death on that voyage through HudsonsStrait that ended for him in his mutineering crew casting himadrift to starve with cold and hunger in Hudsons Bay And beingdead the same inconsequent Fate that harried him while alive haspreserved his name and very nobly by anchoring it,15
+Produced by Juliet Sutherland Beginners Projects Mary Meehan andthe Online Distributed Proofreading Team                     THE MOTOR MAIDS IN FAIR JAPAN                          BY KATHERINE STOKESAUTHOR OF THE MOTOR MAIDS SCHOOL DAYS THE MOTOR MAIDS BY PALM ANDPINE THE MOTOR MAIDS ACROSS THE CONTINENT THE MOTOR MAIDS BY ROSESHAMROCK AND THISTLE ETC                                 1913CONTENTSCHAPTER    I OFF FOR JAPAN   II TEA IN THE GARDEN  III SHOPPING IN JINRIKSHAS   IV THE GARDEN IN THE RAIN    V IN THE LIBRARY   VI CHERRY BLOSSOMS  VII A BAD QUARTER OF AN HOUR VIII THE COMPASSIONATE GOD JIZU   IX A BIRTHDAY PARTY    X IN THE DARK   XI THE COMET DISGUISED  XII A THEATER PARTY XIII A FALLING OUT  XIV A LETTER THAT CAME THOUGH IT WAS NEVER SENT   XV THE ANCIENT CITY OF SLEEP  XVI THE STORM KING XVII A VISIT OF CEREMONYXVIII THE MAGNET AND THE SILVER CHURN  XIX FATHER AND DAUGHTER   XX THE TYPHOON  XXI CONUNDRUMS AND ANSWERS XXII GOOD BYE SUMMERCHAPTER IOFF FOR JAPANThe Motor Maids are off again announced the West Haven Courier onemorning as if every citizen in the gray old town on the coast was notalready well aware of itThe four famous travelers and their chaperone Miss Helen Campbell werealways off somewhere in the red motor car If they were not making avoyage to England with the Comet stored in the hold of the ship forimmediate use on arrival or taking perilous journeys across the Americancontinent in the faithful car they were making excursions to ShellIsland or Seven League Island or down the coast to the Sailors InnWhere is it to be this time NancyBell Captain Brown had asked hisdaughter when she had broken the news to him that she must give up thespring term at High School for something far more educational than merebooks Perhaps the sea captain had intended to be stern when he askedthat question but Nancy had her own peculiar methods of dispellingsternness A beaming anticipatory smile irradiated her face andscattered parental disapproval even as the warm rays of the sun scatterthe morning mistsJapan she announced solemnly and Captain Brown who himself had madevoyages to Japan in his youth pricked up his ears like an old huntingdog when he hears the call of the pack The name of High School fadedfrom his memory It was the high seas he was thinking ofthe greatdesert of waters the fresh salt breeze and the foam track left by thelittle ship as it cut through the wavesWithout a word he opened an old sea chest and drew out an atlas andchart Nancy blinked her eyes and smiled happily She wondered if theother girls were having as easy a time in breaking the amazing news totheir parents Would Elinor Butlers father and mother consent to hertaking this long journey Would Mrs Price be willing to part with Maryfor many many months while that young person journeyed to the other sideof the world Captain Brown settled himself on a settee in front of thecrackling driftwood fire and Nancy seated herself beside himYou see its this way father she began while Captain Brown turnedthe leaves of the atlas with reverent fingers Billie Campbellsfather is a great engineerIve known him since he was a boy child interrupted the CaptainHes been invited by the Japanese government to go to Japan on someconsulting work and he says he cant live without Billie another summerand Billie says she cant exist without us so Mr Campbell is to take ahouse in Tokyo and we are all to go Mr Ignatius Donahue is going totake us across to San Francisco in his private car He says its a verysmall return for something we did for him once and the end of the storyis that we are to sail for Japan in two weeks Isnt that delightfulCaptain Brown she added giving her father a tight hug and kissing himon the end of his nose And arent you overjoyed for your littledaughter to have such an opportunity to see the other side of the worldThe Captain returned the kiss with good measure and resumed his study ofthe maps and chartsYoull be a member of the Royal Geographical Society next he observedIts all happened because Billie Campbell has a mole on the sole of herleft foot and a Gypsy once told her that was the mark of the wandererBut you and Elinor and Mary havent any moles on the soles of your feethave youNo and neither has Miss CampbellIts just as well commented the Captain One is enough in the partyif its going to take my little daughter away from her home most of thetimeNot most of the time father protested Nancy Only to Palm Beach andacross the Continent and to EnglandAt this dangerous turn in the conversation thedoor was pushed open and Billie Campbell rushedin followed by Elinor Butler and Mary PriceIts all settled NancyBell she cried Cousin Helen has consentedand the girls can go Everything depends on you nowWe are just studying the map answered Nancy quickly with a demuresmileImmediately the other girls seated themselves in a circle about the seacaptain and his charts and Mrs Brown whose consent had already beengained presently appeared with a large platter of cookiesSo it was that the Motor Maids and Miss Campbell sailed through theGolden Gate of San Francisco harbor one morning en route for the islandempire of Japan On the long and sometimes tedious voyage we will notdwell nor shall,42
+Produced by Stan Goodman Paz Barrios and the Online DistributedProofreading TeamLA TIERRA DE TODOSVICENTE BLASCO IBAÑEZNOVELAPROMETEOGermanías 33VALENCIA1922LA TIERRA DE TODOSIComo todas las mañanas el marqués de Torrebianca salió tarde de sudormitorio mostrando cierta inquietud ante la bandeja de plata concartas y periódicos que el ayuda de cámara había dejado sobre la mesade su bibliotecaCuando los sellos de los sobres eran extranjeros parecía contentocomo si acabase de librarse de un peligro Si las cartas eran deParís fruncía el ceño preparándose á una lectura abundante ensinsabores y humillaciones Además el membrete impreso en muchas deellas le anunciaba de antemano la personalidad de tenaces acreedoreshaciéndole adivinar su contenidoSu esposa llamada la bella Elena por una hermosura indiscutibleque sus amigas empezaban á considerar histórica á causa de suexagerada duración recibía con más serenidad estas cartas como sitoda su existencia la hubiese pasado entre deudas y reclamaciones Éltenía una concepción más anticuada del honor creyendo que espreferible no contraer deudas y cuando se contraen hay que pagarlasEsta mañana las cartas de París no eran muchas una delestablecimiento que había vendido en diez plazos el último automóvilde la marquesa y sólo llevaba cobrados dos de ellos varias de otrosproveedorestambién de la marquesaestablecidos en cercanías de laplaza Vendôme y de comerciantes más modestos que facilitaban ácrédito los artículos necesarios para la manutención y ampliobienestar del matrimonio y su servidumbreLos criados de la casa también podían escribir formulando idénticasreclamaciones pero confiaban en el talento mundano de la señora quele permitiría alguna vez salir definitivamente de apuros y selimitaban á manifestar su disgusto mostrándose más fríos y estiradosen el cumplimiento de sus funcionesMuchas veces Torrebianca después de la lectura de este correomiraba en torno de él con asombro Su esposa daba fiestas y asistía átodas las más famosas de París ocupaban en la avenida Henri Martin elsegundo piso de una casa elegante frente á su puerta esperaba unhermoso automóvil tenían cinco criados No llegaba á explicarse envirtud de qué leyes misteriosas y equilibrios inconcebibles podíanmantener él y su mujer este lujo contrayendo todos los días nuevasdeudas y necesitando cada vez más dinero para el sostenimiento de sucostosa existencia El dinero que él lograba aportar desaparecía comoun arroyo en un arenal Pero la bella Elena encontraba lógica ycorrecta esta manera de vivir como si fuese la de todas las personasde su amistadAcogió Torrebianca alegremente el encuentro de un sobre con sello deItalia entre las cartas de los acreedores y las invitaciones parafiestasEs de mamádijo en voz bajaY empezó á leerla al mismo que una sonrisa parecía aclarar su rostroSin embargo la carta era melancólica terminando con quejas dulces yresignadas verdaderas quejas de madreMientras iba leyendo vió con su imaginación el antiguo palacio de losTorrebianca allá en Toscana un edificio enorme y ruinoso circundadode jardines Los salones con pavimento de mármol multicolor y techosmitológicos pintados al fresco tenían las paredes desnudasmarcándose en su polvorienta palidez la huella de los cuadros célebresque las adornaban en otra época hasta que fueron vendidos á losanticuarios de FlorenciaEl padre de Torrebianca no encontrando ya lienzos ni estatuas comosus antecesores tuvo que hacer moneda con el archivo de la casaofreciendo autógrafos de Maquiavelo de Miguel Angel y otrosflorentinos que se habían carteado con los grandes personajes de sufamiliaFuera del palacio unos jardines de tres siglos se extendían al pie deamplias escalinatas de mármol con las balaustradas rotas bajo lapesadez de tortuosos rosales Los peldaños de color de hueso estabandesunidos por la expansión de las plantas parásitas En las avenidasel boj secular recortado en forma de anchas murallas y profundosarcos de triunfo era semejante á las ruinas de una metrópoliennegrecida por el incendio Como estos jardines llevaban muchos añossin cultivo iban tomando un aspecto de selva florida Resonaban bajoel paso de los raros visitantes con ecos melancólicos que hacían volará los pájaros lo mismo que flechas esparciendo enjambres de insectosbajo el ramaje y carreras de reptiles entre los troncosLa madre del marqués vestida como una campesina y sin otroacompañamiento que el de una muchacha del país pasaba su existenciaen estos salones y jardines recordando al hijo ausente ydiscurriendo nuevos medios de proporcionarle dineroSus únicos visitantes eran los anticuarios á los que iba vendiendolos últimos restos de un esplendor saqueado por sus antecesoresSiempre necesitaba enviar algunos miles de liras al últimoTorrebianca que según ella creía estaba desempeñando un papelsocial digno de su apellido en Londres en París en todas las grandesciudades de la tierra Y convencida de que la fortuna que favoreció álos primeros Torrebianca acabaría por acordarse de su hijo sealimentaba parcamente comiendo en una mesita de pino blanco sobre elpavimento de mármol de aquellos salones donde nada quedaba quearrebatarConmovido por la lectura de la carta el marqués murmuró varias vecesla misma palabra Mamá mamáDespués de mi último envío de dinero ya no sé qué hacer Si viesesFederico qué aspecto tiene ahora la casa en que naciste No quierendarme por ella ni la vigésima parte de su valor pero mientras sepresenta un extranjero que desee realmente adquirirla estoy dispuestaá vender los pavimentos y los techos que es lo único que vale algopara que no sufras apuros y nadie ponga en duda el honor de tu nombreVivo con muy poco y estoy dispuesta á imponerme todavía mayoresprivaciones pero no podréis tú y Elena limitar vuestros gastos sinperder el rango que ella merece por ser esposa tuya Tu mujer que estan rica no puede ayudarte en el sostenimiento de tu casaEl marqués cesó de leer Le hacía daño como un remordimiento lasimplicidad con que la pobre señora formulaba sus quejas y el engañoen que vivía Creer rica á Elena Imaginarse que él podía imponer ásu esposa una vida ordenada y económica como lo había intentadorepetidas veces al principio de su existencia matrimonialLa entrada de Elena en la biblioteca cortó sus reflexiones Eran másde las once y ella iba á dar su paseo diario por la avenida delBosque de Bolonia para saludar á las personas conocidas y versesaludada por ellasSe presentó vestida con una elegancia indiscreta y demasiadoostentosa que parecía armonizarse con su género de hermosura Eraalta y se mantenía,0
+Produced by Audrey Longhurst William Flis and the PG OnlineDistributed Proofreading TeamPEOPLE YOU KNOWIllustrationIllustrationPEOPLE YOU KNOW_BY_ GEORGE ADE_ILLUSTRATED BY JOHN T MCCUTCHEON AND OTHERS_MCMIV_PREFACE_This little book is not supposed to contain any new information It ismade up of plain observations concerning people who live just aroundthe corner If the reader will bear in mind that _only_ the people wholive around the corner are discussed in this volume there will beno chance for painful misunderstandings I have no desire to rub thewrong way anyone who proves his true friendship by purchasing a copyof this Work It may be advisable to explain that these Fables arewritten in the colloquial American language The vocabulary employedis one that has become familiar to the ear although it is seldom seenon the printed page In other words this volume contains a shamelessamount of slang If any part of it is unintelligible to the reader heshould be glad that he has escaped what seems to be an epidemicTHE AUTHORCONTENTSThe Periodical Souse the NeverAgain Feeling and the Ride On theSprinkling Cart 13The Kind of Music That Is Too Good for Household Use 23The One or Two Points of Difference Between Learning and Learning How26The NightWatch and the WouldBe Something Awful 37The Attenuated Attorney Who Rang In the Associate Counsel 46What Father Bumped Into at the Culture Factory 54The Search for the Right House and How Mrs Jump Had Her AnnualAttack 65The Batch of Letters or One Day With a Busy Man 72The Sickly Dream and How It Was Doctored Up 81The Two Old Pals and the Call for Help 90The Regular Kind of a Place and the Usual Way It Turned Out 99The Man Who Had a True Friend to Steer Him Along 107The Young Napoleon Who Went Back to the Store On Monday Morning 110The High Art That Was a Little Too High for the Vulgarian Who Paid theBills 119The Patient Toiler Who Got It in the Usual Place 129The Summer Vacation That Was Too Good to Last 133How an Humble Beginner Moved from one Pinnacle to Another and Playedthe Entire Circuit 142The Maneuvers of Joel and the Disappointed Orphan Asylum 149Two Young People Two Photographers and the Corresponding School ofWooing 158The Married Couple That Went to Housekeeping and Began to Find OutThings 167The Samaritan Who Got Paralysis of the Helping Hand 175The Effort to Convert the Work Horse Into a HighStepper 185The SelfMade Hezekiah and His Message of Hope to This Years Crop ofGraduates 194The Girl Who Took Notes and Got Wise and Then Fell Down 203What They Had Laid Out for Their Vacation 212The Experimental Couple and the Three OffShoots 215                                   _THE PERIODICAL SOUSE THE NEVERAGAIN FEELING AND THE RIDE ON THESPRINKLING CART_Once there was an Indian who had a Way of putting on all his Feathersand breaking out of the ReservationFor three Weeks at a Stretch he gave a Correct Imitation of theShining Light who passes the Basket and superintends the Repairs onthe Parsonage He was entitled to a Mark of 100 for Deportment Withhis Meals he drank a little Polly After Dinner he smoked one Perfectoand then when he had put in a frolicsome Hour or so with the NorthAmerican Review he crawled into the Hay at 930 PMAt last he accumulated a Sense of Virtue that was hard to carryaround He was proud of himself when he counted up the number of daysduring which he had stuck to the Straight and Narrow It seemed tohim that he deserved a Reward So he decided to buy himself a littlePresent something costing about 15 cents He picked out a FirstClassPlace where they had Electric Fans and Pictures by the Old Masters Hepoured out a Workingmans Sizethe kind that makes the Barkeep stopwiping up and look unfriendly for a Moment or twoThen he remembered that a Bird cannot fly with one Wing so he gentlyraised the Index Finger and gave the Prescription Clerk a Look whichin the Sign Language means Repeat the DoseIt is an Historical Fact that when a Man falls backward from the WaterWagon he always lands in a Crowd The full Stage Setting the LightEffects and the Red Fire were all ready to make it a SpectacularAffair Just after he had mowed away No 2 and had stopped worryingabout the Winters Coal he began to meet Friends who were dying ofThirst Then the atmosphere began to be curdled with High Balls andPlymouth Sours and Mint Smashes and he was telling a Shoe Drummerthat a lot of People who had been knocking him would probably beworking for him before the Year was outIllustration _For Three Weeks_Then he found himself in a fouroared Cablet and the Sea became veryRough There was something out of Whack with the Steering Gear forinstead of bringing up at his Boarding House he found himself atanother Rum Parlor The Man who owned the Place had lost the Key andcould not lock up Here he met several Delegates to a State Conventionof a Fraternal Order having for its Purpose the uplifting of MankindThey wore Blue Badges and were fighting to get their Money into theCash Register In a little while he and a redheaded Delegate were upby the Cigar Counter singing How can I bear to leave thee He putin an Application for Membership and then the next Picture that cameout of the Fog was a Chop Suey Restaurant and everybody breakingDishesIllustration _Brothers_Soon after the Lights went out and when he came back to Earth he waslying the wrong way of his Bed with Blue Badges all over him tryingto swallow a Bath Towel which he afterward discovered was his TongueBy getting a Leverage under his Head he managed to pry it up and thenhe sat on the edge of the Bed and called himself Names He had nothingleft over except the Cards given to him,13
+Produced by Judy BossTHE UNDERGROUND CITYORTHE BLACK INDIESSometimes Called The Child of the CavernVerne Jules _Works of Jules Verne_ Ed Charles F Horne Vol 9 NewYork F Tyler Daniels Company 1911 277394THE UNDERGROUND CITYCHAPTER I CONTRADICTORY LETTERSTo Mr F R Starr Engineer 30 Canongate EdinburghIF Mr James Starr will come tomorrow to the Aberfoyle coalminesDochart pit Yarrow shaft a communication of an interesting nature willbe made to himMr James Starr will be awaited for the whole day at the Callanderstation by Harry Ford son of the old overman Simon FordHe is requested to keep this invitation secretSuch was the letter which James Starr received by the first post on the3rd December 18 the letter bearing the Aberfoyle postmark county ofStirling ScotlandThe engineers curiosity was excited to the highest pitch It neveroccurred to him to doubt whether this letter might not be a hoax Formany years he had known Simon Ford one of the former foremen of theAberfoyle mines of which he James Starr had for twenty years beenthe manager or as he would be termed in English coalmines theviewer James Starr was a stronglyconstituted man on whom hisfiftyfive years weighed no more heavily than if they had been fortyHe belonged to an old Edinburgh family and was one of its mostdistinguished members His labors did credit to the body of engineerswho are gradually devouring the carboniferous subsoil of the UnitedKingdom as much at Cardiff and Newcastle as in the southern countiesof Scotland However it was more particularly in the depths of themysterious mines of Aberfoyle which border on the Alloa mines andoccupy part of the county of Stirling that the name of Starr hadacquired the greatest renown There the greater part of his existencehad been passed Besides this James Starr belonged to the ScottishAntiquarian Society of which he had been made president He was alsoincluded amongst the most active members of the Royal Institution andthe Edinburgh Review frequently published clever articles signed by himHe was in fact one of those practical men to whom is due the prosperityof England He held a high rank in the old capital of Scotland whichnot only from a physical but also from a moral point of view welldeserves the name of the Northern AthensWe know that the English have given to their vast extent of coalminesa very significant name They very justly call them the Black Indiesand these Indies have contributed perhaps even more than the EasternIndies to swell the surprising wealth of the United KingdomAt this period the limit of time assigned by professional men forthe exhaustion of coalmines was far distant and there was no dreadof scarcity There were still extensive mines to be worked in the twoAmericas The manufactories appropriated to so many different useslocomotives steamers gas works c were not likely to fail for wantof the mineral fuel but the consumption had so increased during thelast few years that certain beds had been exhausted even to theirsmallest veins Now deserted these mines perforated the ground withtheir useless shafts and forsaken galleries This was exactly the casewith the pits of AberfoyleTen years before the last butty had raised the last ton of coal fromthis colliery The underground working stock traction engines truckswhich run on rails along the galleries subterranean tramways frames tosupport the shaft pipesin short all that constituted the machineryof a mine had been brought up from its depths The exhausted mine waslike the body of a huge fantasticallyshaped mastodon from which allthe organs of life have been taken and only the skeleton remainsNothing was left but long wooden ladders down the Yarrow shafttheonly one which now gave access to the lower galleries of the Dochartpit Above ground the sheds formerly sheltering the outside worksstill marked the spot where the shaft of that pit had been sunkit being now abandoned as were the other pits of which the wholeconstituted the mines of AberfoyleIt was a sad day when for the last time the workmen quitted the minein which they had lived for so many years The engineer James Starrhad collected the hundreds of workmen which composed the active andcourageous population of the mine Overmen brakemen putters wastemenbarrowmen masons smiths carpenters outside and inside laborerswomen children and old men all were collected in the great yard ofthe Dochart pit formerly heaped with coal from the mineMany of these families had existed for generations in the mine ofold Aberfoyle they were now driven to seek the means of subsistenceelsewhere and they waited sadly to bid farewell to the engineerJames Starr stood upright at the door of the vast shed in which hehad for so many years superintended the powerful machines of the shaftSimon Ford the foreman of the Dochart pit then fiftyfive years ofage and other managers and overseers surrounded him James Starr tookoff his hat The miners cap in hand kept a profound silence Thisfarewell scene was of a touching character not wanting in grandeurMy friends said the engineer the time has come for us to separateThe Aberfoyle mines which for so many years have united us in acommon work are now exhausted All our researches have not led tothe discovery of a new vein and the last block of coal has just beenextracted from the Dochart pit And in confirmation of his words JamesStarr pointed to a lump of coal which had been kept at the bottom of abasketThis piece of coal my friends resumed James Starr is like the lastdrop of blood which has flowed through the veins of the mine We shallkeep it as the first fragment of coal is kept which was extracteda hundred and fifty years ago from the bearings of Aberfoyle Betweenthese two pieces how many generations of workmen have succeeded eachother in our pits Now it is over The last words which your engineerwill address to you are a farewell You have lived in this mine whichyour hands have emptied The work has been hard but not without profitfor you Our great family must disperse and it is not probable that thefuture will ever,13
+Produced by Tonya Allen Renald Levesque and the Online DistributedProofreading Team This file was produced from images generouslymade available by the Bibliothèque nationale de France BnFGallicaat httpgallicabnffrPORTRAITS LITTÉRAIRESPAR CA SAINTEBEUVEDE LACADÉMIE FRANÇAISENouvelle Éditionrevue et corrigée1862IBOILEAU PIERRE CORNEILLE LA FONTAINE RACINE JEANBAPT ROUSSEAU LEBRUN MATHURIN REGNIER ANDRÉ CHÉNIER GEORGE FARCY DIDEROT LABBÉPRÉVOST M ANDRIEUX M JOUFFROY M AMPÈRE BAYLE LA BRUYÈREMILLEVOYE CHARLES NODIERChaque publication de ces volumes de critique est une manière pour moide liquider en quelque sorte le passé de mettre ordre à mes affaireslittéraires Cest ce que je disais dans une dernière édition de cesportraits et jai tâché de men souvenir ici Bien que ce ne soitquune édition nouvelle à laquelle un choix sévère a présidé jai faiten sorte quelle parût à certains égards véritablement augmentée Enparlant ainsi jentends bien nen pas séparer le volume intitulé_Portraits de 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Mais il faut vite ajouter quau milieu même dessoins infinis et minutieux quelle suppose elle porte avec elle sadouceur et sa récompenseSeptembre 1843BOILEAU1Note 1 Cet article fut le premier du premier numéro de la _Revuede Paris_ qui naissait avril 1829 il parut sous la rubrique assezlégère de _Littérature ancienne_ que le spirituel directeur M Véronavait pris sur lui dajouter Grand scandale dans un certain camp Quoices modèles toujours présents venir les ranger parmi les _anciens_Quinze ans après M Cousin à propos de Pascal posait en principe ausein de lAcadémie quil était temps de traiter les auteurs du sièclede Louis XIV comme des _anciens_ et lAcadémie applaudissaitIl estvrai que dans ce second temps et depuis quon est entré méthodiquementdans cette voie on sest mis à appliquer aux oeuvres du XVIIe siècletous les procédés de la critique comme lentendaient les anciensgrammairiens On sest attaché à fixer le texte de chaque auteur on ena dressé des lexiques Je ne blâme pas ces soins bien loin de là jeles honore et jen profite le moment en était venu sans doute maislopiniâtreté du labeur chez ceux qui sy livrent remplace tropsouvent la vivacité de limpression littéraire et tient lieu du goûtOn creuse on pioche à fond chaque coin et recoin du XVIIe siècleEston arrivé pour cela à le sentir à le goûter avec plus de justesseou de délicatesse quauparavantDepuis plus dun siècle que Boileau est mort de longues et continuellesquerelles se sont élevées à son sujet Tandis que la postéritéacceptait avec des acclamations unanimes la gloire des Corneilledes Molière des Racine des La Fontaine on discutait sans cesse onrevisait avec une singulière rigueur les titres de Boileau au géniepoétique et il na guère tenu à Fontenelle à dAlembert à Helvétiusà Condillac à Marmontel et par instants à Voltaire luimême que cettegrande renommée classique ne fût entamée On sait le motif de presquetoutes les hostilités et les antipathies dalors cest que Boileaunétait pas _sensible_ on invoquait làdessus certaine anecdoteplus que suspecte insérée à _lAnnée littéraire_ et reproduite parHelvétius et comme au dixhuitième siècle le _sentiment_ se mêlait àtout à une description de SaintLambert à un conte de Crébillon filsou à lhistoire philosophique des DeuxIndes les belles dames lesphilosophes et les géomètres avaient pris Boileau en grande aversion2Pourtant malgré leurs épigrammes et leurs demisourires sa renomméelittéraire résista et se consolida de jour en jour Le _Poète du bonsens_ le _législateur de notre Parnasse_ garda son rang suprême Le motde Voltaire _Ne disons pas de mal de Nicolas cela porte malheur_ fitfortune et passa en proverbe les idées positives du XVIIIe siècle et laphilosophie condillacienne en triomphant semblèrent marquer dun sceauplus durable la renommée du plus sensé du plus logique et du pluscorrect des poëtes Mais ce fut surtout lorsquune école nouvelleséleva en littérature lorsque certains esprits bien peu nombreuxdabord commencèrent de mettre en avant des théories inusitées et lesappliquèrent dans des oeuvres ce fut alors quen haine des innovationson revint de toutes parts à Boileau comme à un ancêtre illustre et quonse rallia à son nom dans chaque mêlée Les académies proposèrent àlenvi son éloge les éditions de ses oeuvres se multiplièrent descommentateurs distingués MM ViolletleDuc Amar de SaintSurinlenvironnèrent des assortiments de leur goût et de leur érudition MDaunou en particulier ce vénérable représentant de la littérature etde la philosophie du XVIIIe siècle rangea autour de Boileau avec unesorte de piété tous les faits tous les jugements toutes les apologiesqui se rattachent à cette grande cause littéraire et philosophiqueMais cette fois le concert de si dignes efforts na pas suffisammentprotégé Boileau contre ces idées nouvelles dabord obscures etdécriées mais croissant et grandissant sous les clameurs Ce ne sontplus en effet comme au XVIIIe siècle de piquantes épigrammes et despersonnalités moqueuses cest une forte et sérieuse attaque contre lesprincipes et le fond même de la poétique de Boileau cest un examentout littéraire de ses inventions et de son style un interrogatoiresévère sur les qualités de poëte qui étaient ou nétaient pas en luiLes épigrammes même ne sont plus ici de saison on en a tant fait contrelui en ces derniers temps quil devient presque de mauvais goût de lesrépéter Nous naurons pas de peine à nous les interdire dans le petitnombre de pages que nous allons,13
+Produced by Robbie Deighton Miranda van de Heijning and the PGOnline Distributed Proofreading TeamHENDRIK CONSCIENCEAvondstondenINHOUDQuinten MassysDe engel des goeds en de geest des kwaadsDe nieuwe NiobeWeetlust en geloofHet beulskindDe geestDe schoolmeester ten tijde van Maria TheresiaDe kwade handStriata Formosissima of de DahliaskoortsIllustratie De abdisse nam het boek uit handen der nonQUINTEN MASSYSOmtrent den jare 1480 stonden bij de Gasthuisbeemden te Antwerpeneenige kleine huisjes welke het klooster van ter Zieken toebehoordenen aan geringe menschen werden verhuurd Zij waren meestal bewoonddoor ambachtsgezellen die van hun arbeidsloon met moeite genoegkonden overhouden om de wekelijksche huurpenningen te betalen of weldoor oude lieden die met de grootste zuinigheid van het geld datzij in jongere jaren gespaard hadden nu moesten levenIn een der minst vervallene dezer huisjes woonde in dien tijd eeneweduwe met haren eenigen zoon Alhoewel zij niets in eigendom op dewereld bezat hadden niettemin vreugde en genoegen altijd onder haardak gewoond zij droeg hare armoede met het grootste geduld en zouniet licht haren nederigen staat tegen eenen beteren verruild hebbenHaar geluk bestond in de arbeidzaamheid van haren zoon en in dezuivere genegenheid die hij haar toedroeg Daar zij eene teederemoeder was en al het gevoel van haar liefderijk hart op haren zoongekeerd had was het haar een genoegzaam gelukzalig lot zich doorhem zoo bemind te zien In hare gebeden in al hare zuchten was denaam van haar kind gemengd en de liefde welke zij hem hadtoegewijd was in eene soort van zelfverloochening verkeerd Haarzoon die zijne moeder met gelijke teederheid betaalde werkte dag ennacht om haar niets te laten ontbreken en wanneer hij maar gissenkon dat zij iets verlangde spaarde hij het zweet zijns aanschijnsniet maar zwoegde totdat hij geld genoeg gewonnen had om zijnemoeder het verlangde voorwerp te schenken Door arbeidszucht was hijzoodanig bekwaam geworden in het smidsambacht dat hij uitoefendedat niemand hem in het smeden van allerlei kunstvoorwerpen te bovenging en hij een ruim loon voor zijnen arbeid ontving Dit was eeneder redenen waarom de woning der weduwe met meer smaak versierd wasen zij als eene der meestbemiddelde huurlingen der huisjes van terZieken werd aangezien Haar zoon die in zijn werk buitengewonen lustvond zong en was blijde zonder ophouden ook had men zijnen echtennaam vergeten om hem dien van _vroolijken smid_ te gevenSedert eenige maanden was op eens in het huis der oude weduwe al ditgenoegen al die vreugde vergaan nu waren het slechts tranen die ervloeiden zuchten die men er hoorde en het zingen van den vroolijkensmid was eene zaak waaraan de geburen niet meer dachten dan om zichgelukkige tijden te herinnerenHet was op eenen Maandagde weduwe zat met natbeschreide wangen bijhet bed waarop haar zoon lag uitgestrekt Die sterke jonkman welkezoovele jaren den voorhamer met gemak en losheid had behandeld diezooveel zweet voor zijne moeder had gestort was nu als in eenontvleesd geraamte veranderd Men kon op zijnen blooten halsgemakkelijk de ingekrompen spieren zien bewegen zijnesleutelbeenderen lagen zoo zichtbaar onder zijne huid alsof zij alsmet een doorschijnend lijnwaad waren overtrokken geweest zijn ganschlichaam scheen als weggesmolten Zijn aangezicht droeg geen hetminste teeken van pijn alleenlijk was er eene diepe droefheid opafgeschetst en men kon duizende hartgrievende woorden lezen in deflauwe oogen die hij op zijne moeder gericht hield Van tijd tottijd kwam er nog eene uitdrukking van zaligheid zijn mager aangezichtbeglanzen het was wel geen lach maar iets onverstaanbaars eenegeheime gedachte die zijne oogen meer deed blinken en hem meer vanhet graf dat op hem gaapte scheen te verwijderen Dan vatte debedrukte moeder ziende wat hevige zielestrijd van hoop van liefdeen van doodende foltering in haren zoon omging zijne beenige hand enzuchtte vol ontroering een enkel woord rolde slechts van harelippen de naam van haren stervenden zoonQuinten o QuintenNadat zij elkander aldus ruimen tijd bezien hadden begon de weduweopnieuw overvloedige tranen te storten en sprak eindelijk met doffestemmeQuinten mijn arme zoon verlangt gij niets Hebt gij geenen dorstO neen moeder maar gij Ik zie u niets eten Gansche dagen weentgij om mij en gij krenkt uwe gezondheidO wat ben ikongelukkigIk zal sterven dit voel ik niet door de ziekte vanmijn lichaamdit zou mij misschien het leven sparen maar er isiets o Godiets dat mij sedert lang naar het graf trekt ietsdat mij s nachts de rust beneemt en bij dag om den dood doetwenschenO moeder moederEn niettegenstaande zijn uitgedroogde lichaam onbekwaam scheen om nogveel vochts te bevatten stroomden op eens de tranen als bij bekenover zijne dorre wangenDe weduwe stond van haren zetel op en haar verdriet met geweldverbergende sloot zij het kranke lichaam van haren zoon met teederedrift in hare beide armen en zoende de tranen van zijn aangezichtQuinten zuchtte zij o zeg wat uw hart zoo benijpt Zeg het tochaan uwe moeder Misschien zal ik die geheime pijn genezen kunnenEndan Quinten dan zou ik u misschien niet verliezen Ware ditmogelijkQuinten sprak niet alleenlijk stuurde hij zijne blikken nogonbeweeglijker in de oogen zijner moeder zonder dat zijne tranenophielden van overvloediger op zijne wangen te rollenZeg het mij toch hernam de moeder zeg mij wat geheim er in uwhart ligt Ik bid u in Gods naam spreekEen zucht zoo naar als een gehuil ontvloog der borst van Quintenhij bedekte zijn aangezicht met beide handen en sprak met eene stemdie zulke geweldige ontroering te kennen gaf dat men mocht vreezendat zijn levensdraad ging brekenGij hebt honger moeder sedert drie dagen hebt gij niets gegetenDenkt gij dat ik het niet weet O zekerlijk ik zal stervenikzie u vergaan als eene schaduwe en gij lijdt om mij om uw kindalleenIs het anders niet antwoordde de moeder met moed en schier blijdefierheid Troost u dan maar en heb daarom zooveel hartepijn nietHonger lijden voor u mijn Quinten Voor u O God zij mij getuigedat ik in voor mijn kind te lijden den eenigen troost vind die mijnog op aarde overblijftArmen hebben die tot niets goed zijn riep Quinten met wanhoopnaar den arbeid als naar de zaligheid snakken en weten dat zijnemoeder van honger vergaat zonder haar een stuk zuur brood te kunnenbezorgen Hemel ik ware uwe genade onwaardig indien ik nietstierfDie uitgalmingen hadden hem,18
+Produced by Robbie Deighton Miranda van de Heijning and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading TeamHENDRIK CONSCIENCEBAVO EN LIEVEKENBRUSSEL 1885Illustratie Goeden avond juichte de jongenBAVO EN LIEVEKENIDat groote huis met zijne honderden vensters dat men ziet van op deWatermolenbrug te Gent is de katoenfabriek van mijnheer RaemdonckAlhoewel het daglicht reeds vermindert is er alles nog in de volledrukke werkzaamheid het logge gebouw davert op zijne grondvestenonder de zwoeging der mekanieken die de stoomkracht in zijn binnenstedoet levenHet is vooreerst de _Duivel_ dat machtig tuig waarin het katoenwordt geklopt geschud en gefolterd totdat het alle onreinheid heeftverloren dan de koorden de rektuigen en de lantaarnen of draaiendepotten die altezamen de boomwol in vlokkig sneeuw veranderen zemengen ze verdeelen en ze bereiden om door de spintuigen tothaarfijne draden te worden herschapen de scheer en boommolens eneindelijk de getouwen der wevers en de banken der spinners met hunneontelbare spillen en bobijnenAlles boven en beneden beweegt loopt of slingert met koortsigesnelheid het is eene oneindigheid van rollende assen van wentelendewielen van knarsende radertanden van vluchtende riemen vanwandelende spinmolens van draaiende spillenUit elke beweging ontstaat een gerucht dat zich met de duizendenandere geruchten vermengt tot een donderend gebruis tot eenzenuwtergend geraas zoo aanhoudend en zoo vol dat het dedenkingskracht van den toevalligen bezoeker inzwelgt en hem duizeligmaakt gelijk het geloei der losgebrokene winden op eene woedende zeeTerwijl het ijzer en het vuur hier alles met hun leven en met hunnestem vervullen dwaalt de mensch als een sprakeloos en spookachtigwezen tusschen de reusachtige tuigen die zijn vernuft heeftgeschapenEr zijn mannen vrouwen kinderen in menigte zij letten op den gangder raderwerken zij hechten de gebrokene draden aaneen zij brengenkatoen of bobijnen aan en geven onophoudend voedsel aan hetduizendledig monster dat de stof met onverzaadbaren honger schijnt teverslindenZiet hoe mannen en vrouwen schier aandachteloos tusschen deraderwerken heen en wedergaan hoe de kinderen onder de spinmolensdoorkruipen En nochtans dat een riem een tand één van al diedraaiende dingen hunnen kiel hun kleed of slechts hunne mouwaangrijpe  en het onverbiddelijk ijzer zal hunne leden afrukken ofhun lichaam vermalen en het niet loslaten vóórdat het ginder verreals een onkennelijke klomp weder uitgeworpen worde Ach hoeveleonvoorzichtige werklieden zijn dus verminkt of verslonden gewordendoor de barsche zinnelooze kracht die geen onderscheid kenttusschen katoen en menschenvleeschMaar daar galmt een klokslag De vuurmaker stopt het stoomtuig hijontneemt aan de mekanieken hunnen adem en hun leven  en op hetontzaglijk gerucht op het zinverdoovend geraas volgt de stilte dereenzaamheid en der rustHet was op eenen zomeravond van het jaar 1832 dat de werklieden derfabriek van mijnheer Raemdonck dus op het sein der klok hunnenarbeid staakten en te gelijk op het binnenplein zakten om daar vooreen venster van het bureel op de uitbetaling van het loon derafgeloopene week te wachtenAlhoewel schijnbaar dooreengemengd toonden zij echter eenigeschikking Men kon zien dat de vrouwen de kinderen en de mannenneiging hadden om afzonderlijke groepen te vormen zelfs de wevers ende spinners stonden aan eene verschillige zijde van het pleinAllereerst werden de vrouwen betaald want onder hen waren velemoeders wier zuigelingen sedert uren misschien naar lafenis envoedsel snakten Arme wichtjes gansche dagen aan vreemde handentoevertrouwd levend van hunne geboorte af in derving en in noodSlachtoffers van een maatschappelijk gebrek dat tegen de natuur entegen den wil Gods de vrouw onttrekt aan de vervulling van denmoederplicht opperste wet van haar wezen op aardeDe werklieden toonden nu eenige levendigheid zij schenen vroolijkomdat de lange week was afgeloopen en de rust van morgen hentoelachteEen sterkgebouwde kerel die tusschen de spinners stond onderscheidezich door zijne luidruchtigheid Kluchtige woorden en grovezinspelingen rolden hem uit den mond en hij had zijne gezellen meerdan eens in eenen schaterlach doen losbarstenNu bemerkte hij eenen werkman die uit de fabriek kwam en tot hetuiterst einde van de groep der spinners naderde Hij ging naar hemtoe deed hem teeken dat hij hem over iets wilde spreken trok hemeen paar stappen van zijne kameraden weg en zeideHa sa Adriaan gij zijt er bij dezen avond niet waar Wat zullenwij lachen en vermaak hebbenWaarbij Jan Ik weet van niets was het antwoordHoe gij weet niet dat rosse Leo van avond zijn _jubilé_ viertWelk _jubilé_Van vijfentwintig jaar spinnerWerkt Leo reeds zoolang Onmogelijk de man is nog niet oud genoegNiet oud genoeg Adriaan Hij was draadjesmaker in de spinnerij vanLieven Bauwens in de allereerste fabriek die er te Gent wasopgericht Dit was in 1800 en Leo was alsdan zestien jaar Hij weethet nog zoo juist op zijn duimken als hadde hij eenen almanak in denkop Hij is spinner geworden in 1807 bij mijnheer De Vos Tel maarop de vingeren zeven van tweeêndertig blijft vijfentwintigInderdaad men zou het niet zeggen de rosse Leo schijnt geen veertigjaar oudHet is dat hij het leven verstaat en Gods water over Gods dijk laatloopen Ware hij een kniezer geweest dan zou hij al lang op hetkerkhof liggen Eene goede pint bier eene schel hesp en van tijd tottijd een scheut jenever dat zet bloed jongen Welnu doet gijmede Eenen halven frank tot inzetWij zingen lachen en drinken tot half den nacht Het is morgen tochZondag Er zullen daarenboven vier vette konijnen te verdubbelen zijneen buitengewoon _Smeerken_ in de Blauwe Geit bij onzen kameraadPier de KnulDe andere bepeinsde zich eene wijl schudde het hoofd en antwoorddeIk heb geene goesting JanWat is dit nu kreet zijn gezel verwonderd Zult gij vijfentwintigcents weigeren om het _jubilé_ van eenen ouden vriend te vierenHet is niet voor de vijfentwintig cents Jan Ik ken den rossen Leobijna niet en ik zeg het rechtuit dit drinken halve nachten langbevalt mij niet meer ik kan er niet tegen het maakt mij ziekDeze woorden op eenen zekeren vreesachtigen toon gesproken deden Janin eenen spotlach uitbarsten hij greep de twee handen zijns vriendsen zeide hemDamhout Damhout jongen lief ik heb medelijden met u Gij waartvroeger altijd het haantje vooruit en het was u nooit te laat om naarhuis te gaan maar sedert gij getrouwd zijt ik heb het gezien van heteerste jaar afsedert gij getrouwd zijt geraakt gij allengskensmeer en meer achter den bezem gij durft u niet meer verroeren gijwordt een,4
+Produced by Karl Hagen and the Project Gutenberg Online DistributedProofreaders Transcribers Notes The printed edition from which this etext has been produced retains thespelling and abbreviations of Hakluyts 16thcentury original In thisversion the spelling has been retained but the following manuscriptabbreviations have been silently expanded vowels with macrons  vowel  n or m q  que in the Latin ye  the yt  that wt  withThis edition contains footnotes and two types of sidenotes Most footnotesare added by the editor They follow modern 19thcentury spellingconventions Those that dont are Hakluyts and are not alwayssystematically marked as such by the editor The sidenotes are Hakluytsown Summarizing sidenotes are labelled Sidenote  and placed before thesentence to which they apply Sidenotes that are keyed with a symbol arelabeled Marginal note  and placed at the point of the symbol except inpoetry where they are placed at a convenient point Additional notes oncorrections etc are signed KTH End Transcribers Notes THE PRINCIPALNavigations Voyages TraffiquesANDDiscoveriesOFTHE ENGLISH NATIONCollected byRICHARD HAKLUYT PREACHERANDEdited byEDMUND GOLDSMID FRHSVOL XIIAMERICA PART ITO THE RIGHT HONOURABLE SIR ROBERT CECIL1 KNIGHTPrincipall Secretarie to her Maiestie Master of the Court of Wards and  Liueries and one of her Maiesties most honourable Priuie CouncellRight honourable your fauourable acceptance of my second volume of theEnglish voyages offred vnto you the last yere your perusing of the same atyour conuenient leasure your good testimony of my selfe and of mytrauailes therein together with the infallible signes of your earnestdesire to doe mee good which very lately when I thought least thereofbrake forth into most bountiful and acceptable effects theseconsiderations haue throughly animated and encouraged me to present vntoyour prudent censure this my third and last volume also The subiect andmatter herein contained is the fourth part of the world which morecommonly then properly is called America but by the chiefest Authors Thenew world New in regard of the new and late discouery thereof made byChristopher Colon aliàs Columbus a Genouois by nation in the yere ofgrace 1492 And world in respect of the huge extension thereof which tothis day is not throughly discouered neither within the Inland nor in thecoast especially toward the North and Northwest although on the eitherside it be knowen vnto vs for the space of fiue thousand leagues at theleast compting and considering the trending of the land and for 3000more on the backeside in the South Sea from the Streight of Magellan toCape Mendoçino and Noua Albion So that it seemeth very fitly to be calledA newe worlde Howbeit it cannot be denied but that Antiquitie had somekinde of dimme glimse and vnperfect notice thereof Which may appeare bythe relation of Plato in his two worthy dialogues of Timæus and Critiasvnder the discourse of that mighty large yland called by him Atlantislying in the Ocean sea without the Streight of Hercules now called theStraight of Gibraltar being as he there reporteth bigger then Africa andAsia And by that of Aristotle in his booke De admirandis auditionibus ofthe long nauigation of certaine Carthaginians who sayling forth of theaforesaid Streight of Gibraltar into the maine Ocean for the space of manydayes in the ende found a mighty and fruitfull yland which they wouldhaue inhabited but were forbidden by their Senate and chiefe gouernoursMoreouer aboue 300 yeeres after these wee haue the testimony of DiodorusSiculus lib 5 cap 7 of the like mighty yland discouered in the WesterneOcean by the Tyrrheni who were forbidden for certaine causes to inhabitethe same by the foresaid Carthaginians And Senecca in his tragedieintituled Medea foretold aboue 1500 yeeres past that in the later agesthe Ocean would discouer new worlds and that the yle of Thule would nomore be the vttermost limite of the earth For whereas Virgile had said toAugustus Caesar Tibi seruiat vltima Thule alluding thereunto hecontradicteth the same and saith Nec sit terris vltima Thule YeaTertullian one of our most ancient and learned diuines in the beginningof his treatise de Pallio alludeth vnto Plato his Westerne Atlantis whichthere by another name he calleth Aeon saying Aeon in Atlantico nuncquæritur And in his 40 chapter de Apologetico he reporteth the same to bebigger then all Africa and Asia2 Of this new world and euery speciallpart thereof in this my third volume I haue brought to light the best andmost perfect relations of such as were chiefe actours in the particulardiscoueries and serches of the same giuing vnto euery man his right andleauing euery one to mainteine his owne credit The order obserued in thisworke is farre more exact then heretofore I could attaine vnto forwhereas in my two former volumes I was enforced for lacke of sufficientstore in diuers places to vse the methode of time onely which many worthyauthors on the like occasion are enforced vnto being now more plentifullyfurnished with matter I alwayes follow the double order of time and placeWherefore proposing vnto my selfe the right situation of this New world Ibegin at the extreme Northerne limite and put downe successiuely in oneranke or classis according to the order aforesaide all such voyages ashaue bene made to the said part which comming all together and followingorderly one vpon another doe much more lighten the readers vnderstandingand confirme his iudgment then if they had bene scattered in sundrycorners of the worke Which methode I obserue from the highest North to thelowest South3 Now where any country hath bene but seldome hanted or anyextraordinary or chiefe action occureth if I finde one voyage well writtenby two seuerall persons sometimes I make no difficultie to set downe boththose iournals as finding diuers things of good moment obserued in theone which are quite omitted in the other For commonly a souldierobserueth one thing and a mariner another and as your honour knowethPlus vident oculi quàm oculus But this course I take very seldome andsparingly And albeit my worke do cary the title of The English voyagesaswell in regard that the greatest part are theirs and that my trauailewas chiefly vndertaken for preseruation of their,5
+This etext was prepared by Don LainsonTHE COMPLETE POETICAL WORKS OF HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOWFrom the PUBLISHERS NOTE The present Household Edition of MrLongfellows Poetical Writings    contains all his originalverse that he wished to preserve and all his translations exceptthe Divina Commedia The poems are printed as nearly as possiblein chronological order    Boston Autumn 1902 HoughtonMifflin CompanyCONTENTSVOICES OF THE NIGHT        Prelude        Hymn to the Night        A Psalm of Life        The Reaper and the Flowers        The Light of Stars        Footsteps of Angels        Flowers        The Beleaguered City        Midnight Mass for the Dying YearEARLIER POEMS        An April Day        Autumn        Woods in Winter        Hymn of the Moravian Nuns of Bethlehem        Sunrise on the Hills        The Spirit of Poetry        Burial of the Minnisink        LEnvoiBALLADS AND OTHER POEMS        The Skeleton in Armor        The Wreck of the Hesperus        The Village Blacksmith        Endymion        It is not Always May        The Rainy Day        GodsAcre        To the River Charles        Blind Bartimeus        The Goblet of Life        Maidenhood        Excelsior POEMS ON SLAVERY        To William E Channing        The Slaves Dream        The Good Part that shall not be taken away        The Slave in the Dismal Swamp        The Slave singing at Midnight        The Witnesses        The Quadroon Girl        The WarningTHE SPANISH STUDENTTHE BELFRY OF BRUGES AND OTHER POEMS        Carillon        The Belfry of Bruges        A Gleam of Sunshine        The Arsenal at Springfield        Nuremberg        The Norman Baron        Rain In Summer        To a Child        The Occultation of Orion        The Bridge        To the Driving Cloud        SONGS           The Day Is done           Afternoon in February           To an Old Danish SongBook           Walter von der Vogelweid           Drinking Song           The Old Clock on the Stairs           The Arrow and the Song        SONNETS           Mezzo Cammin           The Evening Star           Autumn           Dante         CurfewEVANGELINE A TALE OF ACADIETHE SEASIDE AND THE FIRESIDE           Dedication        BY THE SEASIDE           The Building of the Ship           Seaweed           Chrysaor           The Secret of the Sea           Twilight           Sir Humphrey Gilbert           The Lighthouse           The Fire of DriftWood        BY THE FIRESIDE           Resignation           The Builders           Sand of the Desert In an HourGlass           The Open Window           King Witlafs DrinkingHorn           Gaspar Becerra           Pegasus in Pound           Tegners Drapa,3
+Produced by Curtis Weyant Mary Meehan and the Online DistributedProofreading Team                            Andrew the Glad                       By MARIA THOMPSON DAVIESSAuthor of Miss Selina Lue Rose of Old Harpeth The Melting of Molly etc                                 1913TO LIBBIE LUTTRELL MORROWCONTENTSCHAPTER      I THE HEART TRAP     II THE RITUAL    III TWO LITTLE CRIMES     IV ACCORDING TO SOLOMON      V DAVIDS ROSE AND SOME THORNS     VI THE BRIDGE OF DREAMS    VII STRANGE WILD THINGS   VIII THE SPELL AND ITS WEAVING     IX PURSUING THE POSSUM      X LOVES HOME AND ANDREW SEVIER     XI ACROSS THE MANY WATERSANDREW THE GLADCHAPTER ITHE HEART TRAPThere are some women who will brew mystery from the decoction ofeven a very simple life Matilda is one of them remarked the major tohimself as he filled his pipe and settled himself before his highpiledvioletflamed logs It was waxing strong in her this morning and anexcitement will arrive shortly Now I wonderHowdy Major came in a mockingly lugubrious voice from the hall andDavid Kildare blew into the room He looked disappointedly arounddropped into a chair and lowered his voice another noteSeen Phoebe he demandedNo havent you answered the major as he lighted his pipe and regardedthe man opposite him with a large smile of welcomeNot for three days handrunning Shes been over to see Andy with MrsMatilda twice and Ive missed her both times Now hows that for luckWell said the major reflectively in the terms of modern parlanceyou certainly are up against it And did it ever occur to you that a manwith three ribs broken and a dislocated collarbone who has written aplay and a sprinkle of poems is likely to interest Phoebe Donelsonenormously There is nothing like poetry to implant a divine passion andAndrew is undoubtedly of poetic stampOh poetryhang Its more Andys three ribs than anything else Hejust looks pale and smiles at all of em He always did have yellow dogeyes the sad kind Id like to smash all two dozen of his ribs andKildare slashed at his own sturdy legs with his crop He had dropped inwith his usual mornings tale of woe to confide to Major Buchanan and hehad found him as always ready to hand out an incendiary brand ofsympathyHe ought not to have more than twentythree one on the right sideshould be missing Some womans got itmaybe Phoebe said the majorwith deadly intentNothing of the kind Im shy a rib myself and Phoebe is _it_ Dont Iget a pain in my side every time I see her Its the real psychic thingonly she doesnt seem to get hold of her end of the wire like she mightDont trust her David dont trust her You see his being injured inPanama building bridges for his country while you sat here idly readingthe newspapers about it has had its appeal I know its dangerous butyou ought to want Phoebe to soothe his fevered brow Nothing is too goodfor a hero this side of Mason and Dixons my son The major eyed hisvictim with calculating coolness gaging just how much more of thebaiting he would stand He was disappointed to see that the train ofexplosives he had laid failed to take fireWell hes being handed out a choice bunch of MasonDixon attentionsThey are giving him the cheerup all day long When I left Mrs Shelbywas up there talking to him and Mrs Cherry Lawrence and Tom had justcome in Mrs Cherry had brought him several fresh eggs She had got themfrom Phoebe I sent them to her from the farm this morning Rode out andcoaxed the hens for them myself Now isnt a brainstorm up to meWell I dont know answered the major in a judicial tone of voiceYou wouldnt have them neglect him would youWell what about me demanded David dolefully I havent any greeneyes cause Im trusting Andy _not_ Phoebe but neglect is justwithering my leaves I havent seen her alone for two weeks She isalways over there with Mrs Matilda and the rest soothing the feveredbrow Say Major give Mrs Matilda the hint The chump isnt reallysick any more Hint that a little lessDavid sir interrupted the major it takes more than a hint to stop awoman when she takes a notion to nurse an attractive man a sick lion oneat that And depend upon it it is the poetry that makes them hover himnot the ribsWell you just stop her and thatll stop them said David wrathfullyDavid Kildare answered the major dryly Ive been married to hernearly forty years and Ive never stopped her doing anything yetStopping a wife is one of the bridenotions a man had better give upearly in the matrimonial stateif he expects to hold the bride Andbrideholding ought to be the lifejob of a man who is rash enough toundertake oneDo you think Phoebe and bride will ever rhyme together Major askedDavid in a tone of deepest depression I cant seem to hear them everjingleYes Dave the Almighty will meter it out to her some day and I hope Hewill help you when He does I cant manage my wife Shes a modern womanNow what are we going to do about them and the major smiledquizzically at the perturbed young man standing on the rug in front ofthe fireWell answered Kildare with a spark in his eyes as he flecked a bit,0
+Produced by Malcolm Farmer and the PG Online Distributed ProofreadingTeam                           THE AMATEUR POACHER                                   BY                           RICHARD JEFFERIESPREFACEThe following pages are arranged somewhat in the order of timebeginning with the first gun and attempts at shooting Then come thefields the first hills and woods explored often without a gun or anythought of destruction and next the poachers and other odd charactersobserved at their work Perhaps the idea of shooting with a matchlockor wheellock might if put in practice at least afford some littlenoveltyRJCONTENTSI    THE FIRST GUNII   THE OLD PUNT A CURIOUS TURNPIKEIII  TREESHOOTING A FISHING EXPEDITIONIV   EGGTIME A GIPTRAPV    WOODLAND TWILIGHT TRAITORS ON THE GIBBETVI   LURCHERLAND THE PARKVII  OBY AND HIS SYSTEM THE MOUCHERS CALENDARVIII CHURCHYARD PHEASANTS BEFORE THE BENCHIX   LUKE THE RABBITCONTRACTOR THE BROOK PATHX    FARMER WILLUMS PLACE SNIPESHOOTINGXI   FERRETING A RABBITHUNTERXII  A WINTER NIGHT OLD TRICKS PHEASANTSTALKING MATCHLOCK VERSUS      BREECHLOADER CONCLUSIONTHE AMATEUR POACHERCHAPTER ITHE FIRST GUNThey burned the old gun that used to stand in the dark corner up in thegarret close to the stuffed fox that always grinned so fiercelyPerhaps the reason why he seemed in such a ghastly rage was that he didnot come by his death fairly Otherwise his pelt would not have been soperfect And why else was he put away up there out of sightand somagnificent a brush as he had too But there he stood and mounted guardover the old flintlock that was so powerful a magnet to us in thosedays Though to go up there alone was no slight trial of moral courageafter listening to the horrible tales of the carters in the stable orthe old women who used to sit under the hedge in the shade on an armfulof hay munching their crusts at luncheon timeThe great cavernous place was full of shadows in the brightest summerday for the light came only through the chinks in the shutters Thesewere flush with the floor and bolted firmly The silence was intense itbeing so near the roof and so far away from the inhabited parts of thehouse Yet there were sometimes strange acoustical effectsas whenthere came a low tapping at the shutters enough to make your heartstand still There was then nothing for it but to dash through thedoorway into the empty cheeseroom adjoining which was better lightedNo doubt it was nothing but the labourers knocking the stakes in for therailing round the rickyard but why did it sound just exactly outsidethe shutters When that ceased the staircase creaked or the peartreeboughs rustled against the window The staircase always waited till youhad forgotten all about it before the loose wormeaten planks sprangback to their placeHad it not been for the merry whistling of the starlings on the thatchabove it would not have been possible to face the gloom and the teethof Reynard ever in the act to snap and the mystic noises and thesense of guiltfor the gun was forbidden Besides which there was theblack mouth of the open trapdoor overhead yawning fearfullya standingterror and temptation for there was a legend of a pair of pistolsthrown up there out of the waya treasuretrove tempting enough to makeus face anything But Orion must have the credit of the courage I callhim Orion because he was a hunter and had a famous dog The last I heardof him he had just ridden through a prairie fire and says the peopleout there think nothing of itWe dragged an ancient linenpress under the trapdoor and put some boxeson that and finally a straightbacked oaken chair One or two of thosechairs were split up and helped to do the roasting on the kitchenhearth So climbing the pile we emerged under the rafters and couldsee daylight faintly in several places coming through the starlingsholes One or two bats fluttered to and fro as we groped among thelumber but no pistols could be discovered nothing but a cannonballrusty enough and about as big as an orange which they say was found inthe wood where there was a brush in Olivers timeIn the middle of our expedition there came the wellknown whistleechoing about the chimneys with which it was the custom to recall us todinner How else could you make people hear who might be cutting aknobbed stick in the copse half a mile away or bathing in the lake Wehad to jump down with a run and then came the difficulty for blackdusty cobwebs the growth of fifty years clothed us from head to footThere was no brushing or picking them off with that loud whistlerepeated every two minutesThe fact where we had been was patent to all and so the chairs gotburnedbut one which was rickety After which a story crept out of adisjointed skeleton lying in a corner under the thatch Though just alittle suspicious that this might be a _ruse_ to frighten us from asecond attempt we yet could not deny the possibility of its being trueSometimes in the dusk when I sat poring over Koenigsmark the Robberby the little window in the cheeseroom a skull seemed to peer down thetrapdoor But then I had the flintlock by me for protectionThere were giants in the days when that gun was made for surely nomodern mortal could have held that mass of metal steady to his shoulderThe linenpress and a chest on the top of it formed however a verygood guncarriage and thus mounted aim could,9
+Produced by Tapio RiikonenLOHILASTUJA JA KALAKASKUJAKirjJuhani AhoWSOY Porvoo 1921SISÄLLYSEnsimmäinen onkeniKehukalojaEnsimmäiset mulloseniKoukkuvirtaEräs urheilukalastajaSe suuri syntymäpäivälohiLastu siitä suuresta lohestaSalaperäiset säyneetOnnen ongella otettujaToivomatta tulleitaOnkikauden viimeinen kalaMyllärin housutHihhei sen tuuli veiKalastanjetStenofylax stellatusTäyllä ja perhollaUistinSuurperhoEnglantilainenKuninkaan kalaLohivapaSunnuntaiKuinka kala näkeeENSIMMÄINEN ONKENIOn käännekohta pikkupojan elämässä kun hän joko saa ensimmäisenkalansa tai kantaa kotiin ensimmäisen rihmalintunsa tai ampumansaesikoisjäniksen Hän ei silloin enää ole lapsi vaan mies ainakinomasta mielestään Se on heränneen itsetunnon suunnattoman paisutuksenpäivä askel leikistä toden tekoon Minulla ei ole hämärintäkäännäkemystä siitä päivästä jolloin opin vastaiselle ammatillenitarpeellisen kirjoittamisen taidon En muista miten ja milloin opinpiirtämään ensimmäisen Akirjaimeni enkä sitäkään milloin opin ulkoaIsämeidän Yleensä ei minulla ole mitään voimakkaampaa muistoaensimmäisistä kirjallisista harrastuksistani tai saavutuksistaniSitävastoin on se päivä jolloin sain ongen ja sillä ensimmäisenkalani jännityksineen vaikutelmineen ja tunnelmineen kuin eilenelettyLapsihan ensin leikkii kaiken minkä se sitten elää todellisuudessaelämänsä tärkeimmät tapahtumat semmoisina kuin niitä eletään hänenympärillään Me leikimme sekä kasteet että rippikoulut naimisiinmenot ja vihkimiset jopa kuolemat ja hautaamisetkin Leikimme myöskinkaikki muut aikaihmisten ja erittäinkin isompien naapurinpoikienhommat pienet ja suuret Leikittiin kynnöt kylvöt meillä olileikkihevoset ja leikkilehmät leikkitalot verkot nuotat veneetja höyrylaivat ja tietysti myöskin leikkionget Istuttiin liiterineteen vedetyssä reessä ja heitettiin siimaa sen perästä tai seisottiinpirtin pankolla ja nypittiin lattialta höylänlastuja ahvenina särkinäja salakoina suuret kalatvapana hernekeppi siimana nuoranpätkä jakoukkuna oksan haarukka tai vanha hierin joihin helposti tarttui jajoilla aina saiMutta eräänä päivänä tulee Huttusen Pekka melkein yhdenkokoinennaapurinpoika kaupalle oikeita ahvenia joita hän on saanut oikeallaongella Koljonsillan korvasta Ja leikkionginnan lumous on mennyttäLapsi on yhtäkkiä putkahtanut kotelostaan ja perhostunut pojaksijonka pitää saada oikeita kaloja oikeasta järvestä oikealla ongellaMutta mistä minä saan ongen Kuka minulle laittaa vavan ja siimanmutta ennen kaikkea ongen sillä itselläni minulla ei oleaavistustakaan siitä miten ne olisivat aikaansaatavatMutta onhan isä kaikkitietävä ja kaikkitaitava isäeikä niinihmeellistä kalua ettei hän osaisi sitä korjata tai laittaa Hän onpuuseppä ja läkkiseppä valuri suutari ja sorvari hän maalaakiilloittaa liimaa juottaa korjaa kylän akkojen rukit ja ukkojenkellot Hänen ilonsa on tehdä kaikki mitä häneltä pyydetään muttavielä suurempi on hänen ilonsa yllättää Isä on vuollut ja veistellytmeille kaikki mitä meillä on ihaninta puuhevosemme pärerekemmeväkkärät puromyllyt sahaukot hyrrät sukset ja kelkat joita toisiaon pyydetty toisia vain toivottu toisia ei arvattu pyytää eikä edestoivoakaan Yhtäkkiä ne jonakin aamuna on löydetty vuoteen vierestäkukkapöydältä syntymä tai nimipäivinä Mutta hauskinta on ollut ollanäkemässä kun isä valmistaa jotakin josta ei ole aavistustakaan mitäsiitä tulee Salaperäisesti myhähtäen tai veitikkamaisesti silmääiskien hän lähtee sahoineen höylineen ja kirveineen tupaan kokolapsilauma pyrähtää jälkeen asettuen penkille kuin pääskyn pojaträystäälle katsomaan ja odottamaan Isä höylää lautaa josta voisiluulla että siitä tulee vaikka hylly Mutta kun hän poraa reiän sentoiseen päähän niin ei siitä siis tulekaan hyllyä vaan ehkä jokukalansiivuulauta tai sen semmoinen joka ripustetaan seinälleEipätiiä eipä tiiä mikäpä mahtanoo tulla hyräilee isä ja lapsetihastuneena kuorona häntä säestäen Eipä tiiä  eipä tiiä  eipämilloinkaan tiiäHän ottaa kirveen ja alkaa veistää Joku arvaaettä siitä tulee lapio Mutta kun hän ei veistäkään toista puoltalapion terälle vaan pyöristää sen toisapäin niin ei siitä näytulevankaan lapio Höylättyään sen toiseen laitaan kuurnan jonkatarkoitusta ei kukaan osaa arvata isä alkaa vuolla ja vuolla eikäaikaakaan niin siitä tuleekinjousipyssyIsä on nyt siis saatava laittamaan minulle onki En tahdo kuitenkaansitä suoraan pyytää viittaan siihen vain niin hienosti ja niin kauttarantain kuin minulle on mahdollista Kun illallispöydässä kehutaannaapurin pojan kalansaalista että saapas se poika vain kalojaongella vaikkei ole sen suurempi niin minä sanonSaisi kai niitämuutkin kaloja ongella kun vain olisi joku joka osaisi tehdä ongenEihän sitä toki mahda meidän talossa kukaan osata onkea tehdäsanoo isä äänellä joka ilmaisee että hän on ymmärtänyt yskän Minätiedän että huomenna hän sen tekeeMutta ei se aamulla oikein siltä näytä Minä vaanin hänen puuhiaanseuraan häntä kuin koira kaikkialle Hän menee aittaan ja ottaa sieltäsiemensäkin ja kantaa sen pellolle Minä pyydän saada kantaa vakkaaIsä astelee verkalleen saran päästä toiseen ja edellä kulkee renkiMatti ja vetää sitkainta hiilinkoukulla Minä astun urhoollisesti isänkantapäillä vaikka kokkareet ja tunkiohavut pistävät paljaaseenjalkaan Pelto on ihan järven rannalla on tyven aamu ja kalatpolskauttelevat kaislikossa Kun isä saran päässä täyttää siemenvakkaasanon minä Kah kuinka ne kalat siellä polskahtelevat Isä myöntääettä niinpä näkyvät tekevän Kun tulemme saran yläpäähän kiipeän minäaidalle ja virkan seipään varassa kiikkuen Sielläpähän seisoo taasHuttusen Pekka sillan korvassa ja onkii Isä sanoo Elähän vainkatkaise sitä seivästä että putootEn toki en toki hyräilenminä mielitellen kielitellen ja loikkaan aidalta suoraan ojan yli isänviereen Hän vuoleksii jotakin mitä vuollee kaarnaaMitä pappavuoleeIlman vain nakertelenSaanko minä senSaathantämän Siitä on tullut peukalonpään kokoinen pallo jonka läpi onpistetty tikkuKun isä on saanut pellon kylvetyksi menemme pihaan Isä istahtaa aitanrappusille ja aikoo panna tupakan mutta ei löydäkään tikkujaan Minäkirmaisen noutamaan ne ja sytytän hänen piippunsa jonka koppa vuoroinimaisee tulen sisäänsä vuoroin tupsauttaa sen ulos jolloin rouheetmukavasti rätisevät ja röyheltyvät Isä katsoo minuun piipun varttapitkin siristäen toista silmäänsä mutta ei sano mitään Se on hyvämerkki silloin sillä aina on jotakin mukavaa mielessä Mutta kun Mattitulee tallin takaa ajaen piikkikarhia pellolle sanookin isä hänenjälkeensä Kun olet siementänyt niin älä viekään ruunaa hakaan vaanpannaan se kenkään Minun kurkkuani kuristaa isä ei siis aiokaanvielä tänään laittaa onkea hän ei ehkä enää muista koko asiaa kukaties ei osaa tehdäkään onkeaSeuraan häntä kuitenkin hänen kamariinsa Hän on istuutunut pöytänsäääreen Hänellä on pöytä jonka toisessa päässä on vaateverhollapeitetty kirjahylly toisessa työkalulaatikot Hyllyssä ovat hänenraamattunsa testamenttinsa käsikirjansajosta hän kastaa ja vihkiija kirkottaa ja jonka lehtien välissä aina on kaksilehtinenpapinkaulus virsikirja ehtoolliskalulaatikko ja mitä ne lienevätkaikki ne papin työkalut joiden edessä olevaa verhoa tuskin uskaltaanostaa vielä vähemmän niihin itseensä koskea Laatikoissa olevatmaalliset työkalut vasarat meisselit hohtimet pihdit porat jaterät ja temmiraudat veitset jos jonkinlaiset naskalit äimätharjakset pikilangat viitat ja messinki ja teräslankakääröt ovatkyllä ihmeellisessä kunnioitusta herättävässä järjestyksessä muttaeivät läheskään yhtä peloittavassa Niitä sentään uskaltaa laatikkoaraottamalla katsoa ihastuneena niihin tuijottaa joskaan ei niitäkoskettaa eikä ottaaIsä istuu tuolillaan ja miettii jotakin Sitten hän imaisee pitkäträtisevät pohjasavut piipustaan niin että posket menee ontolle paneepiipun hyllyyn ja avaa samalla kun savu pöllyää suusta jasieraimista sen laatikon missä ovat hänen pihtinsä Hän ottaa niistäyhdet kaikkein pienimmät ja asettaa ne eteensä pöydälle Sitten hänhakee toisesta laatikosta pienen messinkialasimen ja hyvin pienenpikkaraisen vasaran ja puukkolaatikosta hienokärkisimmän puukon javiilalaatikosta viilan joka on ohut kuin vieteri ja asettaa nekineteensä pöydälle Ne kalut on hänellä käsillä aina kun hän korjaaseinäkelloja Mitä aikonee hän niillä,26
+Produced by Andrew Templeton Juliet Sutherland Charlie Kirschnerand the PG Online Distributed Proofreading TeamIllustration ELIZABETH  COULD YET FIND TIME TO WALK AND CLIMBPLUNGING SPIRIT AND SENSE IN THE BEAUTY OF THE ROCKIESLADY MERTONCOLONISTBYMRS HUMPHRY WARDFRONTISPIECEBY ALBERT STERNER1910A FOREWORDTowards the end of this story the readers of it will find an account ofan unknown lake in the northern Rockies together with a picture ofits broad expanse its glorious mountains and of a white explorerstent pitched beside it Strictly speaking Lake Elizabeth is a lake ofdream But it has an original on this real earth which bears anotherand a real name and was discovered two years ago by my friend MrsSchäffer of Philadelphia to whose enchanting narratives of travel andexploration in these untrodden regions I listened with delight at FieldBritish Columbia in June 1908 She has given me leave to use her ownphotograph of the unknown lake and some details from her record ofit for my own purposes and I can only hope that in the summers to comeshe may unlock yet other secrets unravel yet other mysteries in thatnoble unvisited country which lies north and northeast of the Bow Valleyand the Kicking Horse Pass     MARY A WARDLADY MERTON COLONISTCHAPTER II call this part of the line beastly depressingThe speaker tossed his cigaretteend away as he spoke It fell on therailway line and the tiny smoke from it curled up for a moment againstthe heavy background of spruce as the train recededAll the same this is going to be one of the most exciting parts ofCanada before long said Lady Merton looking up from her guidebookI can tell you all about itFor heavens sake dont said her companion hastily My dearElizabeth I really must warn you Youre losing your headI lost it long ago Today I am a boretomorrow I shall be anuisance Make up your mind to itI thought you were a reasonable personyou used to be Now look atthat view Elizabeth Weve seen the same thing for twelve hours and ifit wasnt soon going to be dark we should see the same thing for twelvehours more What is there to go mad over in that Her brother wavedhis hand indignantly from right to left across the disappearing sceneAs for me I am only sustained by the prospect of the good dinner thatI know Yerkes means to give us in a quarter of an hour I wont be aminute late for it Go and get ready ElizabethAnother lake cried Lady Merton with a jump Oh what a darlingThats the twentieth since tea Look at the reflectionsand thatdelicious island And oh what _are_ those birdsShe leant over the side of the observation platform attached to theprivate car in which she and her brother were travelling at the rear ofthe heavy Canadian Pacific train To the left of the train a small bluelake had come into view a lake much indented with small bays running upamong the woods and a couple of islands covered with scrub of beech andspruce set sharply on the clear water On one side of the lake theforest was a hideous waste of burnt trunks where the gauntstemscharred or singed snapped or twisted or flayedof the treeswhich remained standing rose dreadfully into the May sunshine above achaos of black ruin below But except for this blemishthe only sign ofmanthe little lake was a gem of beauty The spring green clothed itsrocky sides the white spring clouds floated above it and within itand small beaches of white pebbles seemed to invite the human feet whichhad scarcely yet come near themWhat does it matter yawned her brother I dont want to shoot themAnd why you make such a fuss about the lakes when as you say yourselfthere are about two a mile and none of them has got a name to its backand theyre all exactly alike and all full of beastly mosquitoes in thesummerit beats me I wish Yerkes would hurry up He leant backsleepily against the door of the car and closed his eyesIts _because_ they havent got a nameand theyre so endlessandthe place is so bigand the people so fewand the chances are somanyand so queer said Elizabeth Merton laughingWhat sort of chancesChances of the futureHasnt got any chances said Philip Gaddesden keeping his hands inhis pocketsHasnt it Owl Lady Merton neatly pinched the arm nearest to her AsIve explained to you many times before this is the Hinterland ofOntarioand its only been surveyed except just along the railway afew years agoand its as rich as richI say I wish you wouldnt reel out the guidebook like that grumbledthe somnolent person beside her As if I didnt know all about theCobalt mines and that kind of stuffDid you make any money out of them PhilNobut the other fellows did Thats my luckNever mind therell be heaps more directlyhundreds She stretchedout her hand vaguely towards an enchanting distancehill beyond hillwood beyond wood everywhere the glimmer of water in the hollowseverywhere the sparkle of fresh leaf the shining of the birch trunksamong the firs the greys and purples of limestone rock everywheretoo the disfiguring stain of fire fire new or old written now on themouldering stumps of trees felled thirty years ago when the railway wasmaking now on the young stems of yesterdayI want to see it all in a moment of time Elizabeth continued stillabove herself An airship you know Philipand we should see it allin a day from here to James Bay A thousand miles of itstretchedbelow usjust waiting for man And wed drop down into an undiscoveredlake and give it a nameone of our namesand leave a letter under astone And then in a hundred years when the settlers come theyd findit and your nameor minewould live foreverI forbid you to take any liberties with my name Elizabeth Ivesomething better to do with it than waste it on a lake inwhat do youcall itthe Hinterland of Ontario The young man mocked hissisters toneElizabeth laughed and was silentThe train sped on at its,0
+Produced by Jeroen Hellingman and the PG Distributed Proofreaders TeamPERZIË CHALDEA EN SUSIANEDoor JANE DIEULAFOYDe heer Dieulafoy ingenieur bekend door zijne studiën over demuzelmansche kunst ontving van den minister van openbaar onderwijs enschoone kunsten in Frankrijk de opdracht om in Perzië de monumentente gaan bestudeeren uit het tijdperk der Sassaniden van de derdetot de zevende eeuw onzer jaartelling Mevrouw Dieulafoy die harenechtgenoot reeds op vroegere reizen naar Spanje Marocco en Egyptehad vergezeld maakte ook dezen tocht met hem medeAlleen door eenige inlandsche bedienden begeleid doorreisden zijbeiden Perzië Chaldea en geheel Susiane eene streek nog door geenevroegere fransche missie bezocht en niet dan hoogst onvolledigbekend De reis duurde veertien maanden in dien tijd legden onzereizigers te paard een afstand af van ruim vijfduizendachthonderdkilometers Mevrouw Dieulafoy was belast met de redactie van hetdagboek der reis en met het vervaardigen der photografiën Wijvertrouwen dat het onzen lezers niet ongevallig zal zijn als wijhun uit dit belangrijk verhaal het een en ander mededeelenI29 Maart 1881De stad Erivan maakt een prettigen indruk hare huizenmet platte daken zijn voor het meerendeel door tuinen omringd Dewitte bloesems der vruchtboomen en de wit gepleisterde muren vaneenige half in europeeschen trant opgetrokken woningen steken vroolijkaf tegen de grijze massa der inlandsche huizen waarboven zich dekoepels der moskeeën verheffen Indien de groen geverfde koepel derrussische kerk ons niet herinnerde dat wij ons nog altijd in het rijkder Czaren bevinden zouden wij ons gemakkelijk kunnen verbeeldenreeds in Perzië te zijnOnze kales rijdt in vollen galop door de stad en onze vluggepostpaarden brengen ons weldra aan het logement waar wij afstijgengevolgd en aangegaapt door de inwoners in menigte toegestroomd omde vreemdelingen te bekijken Jong of oud zijn deze toeschouwersgenoegzaam zonder uitzondering leelijk Sommigen dragen de platte petvan de KleinRussen en de lange toegeknoopte jas bij ons onder dennaam van pool bekend anderen dragen een cylindervormigen papash vanschapenvel en het met bont gevoerde ruime gewaad der oorspronkelijkeinwoners dezer streken Bij allen hangt het hair in lange stijvelokken langs het bleeke gelaat waarop niets te lezen valt geenspoor van geest of vernuft van hartstocht of gevoel En met dezedoffe onverschilligheid van hun voorkomen stemt hunne geheele houdingstemmen al hunne bewegingen overeenOp de binnenplaats bespeur ik in een hoek een jeugdigen knaapwiens verstandig en geestig gelaat des te meer in het oog valt bijhet botte voorkomen der anderen Zijne regelmatige trekken zweemennaar den zuiveren griekschen type zijne zwarte krullende lokkenomlijsten een bevallig gezicht waaruit mij twee groote guitigeoogen als starren tegenblikken zijn oude versleten roode fez diescherp tegen den grauwen leemen muur uitkomt heeft onwillekeurigmijne aandacht getrokken Hij is een jonge Armeniër van Trebizondeafkomstig en door eene karavaan van perzische kooplieden hierachtergelaten Zoodra de knaap ons in het oog krijgt snelt hij naarhet rijtuig toe ontlast ons van onze bagage en geleidt ons naar dedeur waarvoor verscheidene russische officieren staan die na afloopder militaire manoeuvres hier komen ontbijtenDe inrichting van de herberg is ontegenzeggelijk beter dan die dergewone posthuizen maar toch laat zij nog veel te wenschen over Deonvermijdelijke samovar en eene tafel bedekt met de voor allereizigers bestemde sponsen en kammen vormen het geheele ameublementvan eene kamer waarvan de vastgeschroefde vensters gedeeltelijkmet papier zijn beplakt Het bed bestaat uit een dunne matras en eendeken lakens zijn er niet en zijn ook niet noodig want de Russentrekken althans hier in Kaukasië nooit hunne bovenkleeren uit alszij slapen gaanEene walging bevangt mij bij het binnentreden in deze kamer waar nooitversche lucht inkomt Maar wij hebben geene keus en moeten de dingennemen zoo als ze zijn Het komt er bovenal op aan een ontbijt machtigte worden en daar ik het ongeluk heb geen russisch te verstaan moetik mijn verlangen door teekens te kennen geven Ik breng herhaaldelijkmijne vingers naar mijn geopenden mond terwijl ik met de anderehand op mijne maag wijs Maar deze duidelijke mimiek die dacht mijoveral verstaanbaar moest zijn werd hier niet begrepen Gelukkig kreegmijn jonge Armeniër een goeden inval Wel vermoedende dat de koetsiervan de kales waarmede wij meer dan tien dagen gereden hadden onsverstaan zou liep hij haastig weg en keerde aanstonds weer met denman terug Deze brave Rus van wien men te Tiflis verzekerde dat hijitaliaansch verstond maar die ook tot gebaren zijne toevlucht moetnemen tracht mij de zaak op te helderen Hij neemt mijn horlogewijst op het cijfer van twaalf schudt zijn hoofd en laat zijn tandenop elkander klapperen vervolgens draait hij den wijzer op drie engaat met een vroolijk gezicht aan tafel zitten Vergis ik mij nietdan moet deze pantomime beduiden dat er voor het oogenblik in hetlogement niets te eten is maar dat ons over drie uren een heerlijkemaaltijd wachtHet vooruitzicht was schoon maar tien dagen lang hadden wij hongergeleden en bijna niet anders gegeten dan gerookt ganzenvleesch Onzemagen waren dus wat oproerig en wij gingen er dan ook maar op uitin de hoop dat wij hier even als in de bazars van Constantinopelgaarkeukens in de open lucht zouden vinden waar ieder die wilde zijnhonger kon stillenHet is druk en levendig in de bazars van Erivan want het is hedenhet feest van Noeroez of het perzische nieuwjaar de winkels terwederzijde van de vrij nauwe straat zijn opgevuld met allerleivoorwerpen de kooplui op kussens neergehurkt praten met hunneklanten of laten zwijgend door hunne vingers de kralen van eenrozenkrans glijden die meer gebruikt wordt om berekeningen te makendan om gebeden op te zeggen Marskramers en andere rondzwervendehandelaars bevelen met luid geroep hunne waren aan de menigte woelt endringt en golft op en neer midden tusschen de karavanen van kameelenmuildieren en ezels die gelukkig bedaard en voorzichtig genoeg zijnom in dit gedrang niemand te vertrappenMaar de menigte is niet zoo dicht opeen gepakt of wij krijgen eenwinkel in het oog waarvan de enkele aanblik ons verheugt daarwordt de loeleh kiëhbab vervaardigd waaraan wij in de bazars vanConstantinopel meer dan eens gesmuld hebben Op de toonbank staateen groote schotel met fijn gehakt schapenvleesch daarnaast eenmet gloeiende kolen gevuld komfoor Hoe zouden wij aan de verzoekingweerstand hebben kunnen bieden Wij gaan achter den kok heen die onsuitnoodigt op eene houten bank plaats te nemen,4
+Produced by Curtis A Weyant Project Manager Keith M EckrichPostProcessor and the Project Gutenberg Online DistributedProofreading TeamPIPES O PAN AT ZEKESBURYBYJAMES WHITCOMB RILEYINDIANAPOLISBOWENMERRILL CO PUBLISHERS1895_TO MY BROTHER JOHN A RILEY WITH MANY MEMORIES OF THE OLD HOME_CONTENTS                                        PAGEAT ZEKESBURY                             13DOWN AROUND THE RIVER POEMS    DOWN AROUND THE RIVER                37    KNEELING WITH HERRICK                39    ROMANCIN                            40    HAS SHE FORGOTTEN                    43    A OLD PLAYEDOUT SONG               45    THE LOST PATH                        47    THE LITTLE TINY KICKSHAW             48    HIS MOTHER                           49    KISSING THE ROD                      50    HOW IT HAPPENED                      51    BABYHOOD                             53    THE DAYS GONE BY                     54    MRS MILLER                          57RHYMES OF RAINY DAYS    THE TREETOAD                        79    A WORNOUT PENCIL                    80    THE STEPMOTHER                       82    THE RAIN                             83    THE LEGEND GLORIFIED                 84    WHUR MOTHER IS                       85    OLD MANS NURSERY RHYME              86    THREE DEAD FRIENDS                   88    IN BOHEMIA                           91    IN THE DARK                          93    WETWEATHER TALK                     94    WHERE SHALL WE LAND                  96    AN OLD SETTLERS STORY              101SWEETKNOT AND GALAMUS    AN OLD SWEETHEART                   159    MARTHY ELLEN                        161    MOONDROWNED                        163    LONG AFORE HE KNOWED                164    DEAR HANDS                          166    THIS MAN JONES                      167    TO MY GOOD MASTER,3
+Produced by Jonathan Ingram Leah Moser and the PG Online DistributedProofreading TeamPLAYSACTING AND MUSICA BOOK OF THEORYBYARTHUR SYMONSLONDON1909_To Maurice Maeterlinck in friendship and admiration_PREFACEWhen this book was first published it contained a large amount ofmaterial which is now taken out of it additions have been made besidesmany corrections and changes and the whole form of the book has beenremodelled It is now more what it ought to have been from the firstwhat I saw from the moment of its publication that it ought to havebeen a book of theory The rather formal announcement of my intentionswhich I made in my preface is reprinted here because at all eventsthe programme was carried outThis book I said then is intended to form part of a series on which Ihave been engaged for many years I am gradually working my way towardsthe concrete expression of a theory or system of æsthetics of all theartsIn my book on The Symbolist Movement in Literature I made a firstattempt to deal in this way with literature other volumes now inpreparation are to follow The present volume deals mainly with thestage and secondarily with music it is to be followed by a volumecalled Studies in Seven Arts in which music will be dealt with ingreater detail side by side with painting sculpture architecturehandicraft dancing and the various arts of the stage And as life toois a form of art and the visible world the chief storehouse of beautyI try to indulge my curiosity by the study of places and of people Abook on Cities is now in the press and a book of imaginaryportraits is to follow under the title of Spiritual Adventures Sideby side with these studies in the arts I have my own art that of versewhich is after all my chief concernIn all my critical and theoretical writing I wish to be as littleabstract as possible and to study first principles not so much as theyexist in the brain of the theorist but as they may be discovered aliveand in effective action in every achieved form of art I do notunderstand the limitation by which so many writers on æsthetics chooseto confine themselves to the study of artistic principles as they areseen in this or that separate form of art Each art has its own lawsits own capacities its own limits these it is the business of thecritic jealously to distinguish Yet in the study of art as art itshould be his endeavour to master the universal science of beauty1903 1907CONTENTSINTRODUCTIONAn Apology for Puppets                    3PLAYS AND ACTINGNietzsche on Tragedy                     11Sarah Bernhardt                          17Coquelin and Molière                     29Réjane                                   37Yvette Guilbert                          42Sir Henry Irving                         52Duse in Some of Her Parts                60Annotations                              77M Capus in England                      93A Double Enigma                         100DRAMAProfessional and Unprofessional         109Tolstoi and Others                      115Some Problem Plays                      124Monna Vanna                           137The Question of Censorship              143A Play and the Public                   148The Test of the Actor                   152The Price of Realism                    162On Crossing Stage to Right              167The Speaking of Verse                   173Great Acting in English                 182A Theory of the Stage                   198The Sicilian Actors                     213MUSICOn Writing about Music,24
+Produced by Malcolm Farmer                          AFTER LONDON                               or                          Wild England                               by                        Richard JefferiesContentsPart I   The Relapse into Barbarism  Chapter 1    The Great Forest  Chapter 2    Wild Animals  Chapter 3    Men of the Woods  Chapter 4    The Invaders  Chapter 5    The LakePart II  Wild England  Chapter 1    Sir Felix  Chapter 2    The House of Aquila  Chapter 3    The Stockade  Chapter 4    The Canoe  Chapter 5    Baron Aquila  Chapter 6    The Forest Track  Chapter 7    The Forest Track continued  Chapter 8    Thyma Castle  Chapter 9    Superstitions  Chapter 10   The Feast  Chapter 11   Aurora  Chapter 12   Night in the Forest  Chapter 13   Sailing Away  Chapter 14   The Straits  Chapter 15   Sailing Onwards  Chapter 16   The City  Chapter 17   The Camp  Chapter 18   The Kings Levy  Chapter 19   Fighting  Chapter 20   In Danger  Chapter 21   A Voyage  Chapter 22   Discoveries  Chapter 23   Strange Things  Chapter 24   Fiery Vapours  Chapter 25   The Shepherds  Chapter 26   Bow and Arrow  Chapter 27   Surprised  Chapter 28   For AuroraPart IThe Relapse into BarbarismCHAPTER ITHE GREAT FORESTThe old men say their fathers told them that soon after the fields wereleft to themselves a change began to be visible It became greeneverywhere in the first spring after London ended so that all thecountry looked alikeThe meadows were green and so was the rising wheat which had been sownbut which neither had nor would receive any further care Such arablefields as had not been sown but where the last stubble had beenploughed up were overrun with couchgrass and where the short stubblehad not been ploughed the weeds hid it So that there was no placewhich was not more or less green the footpaths were the greenest ofall for such is the nature of grass where it has once been trodden onand byandby as the summer came on the former roads were thinlycovered with the grass that had spread out from the marginIn the autumn as the meadows were not mown the grass withered as itstood falling this way and that as the wind had blown it the seedsdropped and the bennets became a greyishwhite or where the docks andsorrel were thick a brownishred The wheat after it had ripenedthere being no one to reap it also remained standing and was eaten byclouds of sparrows rooks and pigeons which flocked to it and wereundisturbed feasting at their pleasure As the winter came on thecrops were beaten down by the storms soaked with rain and trodden uponby herds of animalsNext summer the prostrate straw of the preceding year was concealed bythe young green wheat and barley that sprang up from the grain sown bydropping from the ears and by quantities of docks thistles oxeyedaisies and similar plants This matted mass grew up through thebleached straw Charlock too hid the rotting roots in the fields undera blaze of yellow flower The young spring meadowgrass could scarcelypush its way up through the long dead grass and bennets of the yearprevious but docks and thistles sorrel wild carrots and nettlesfound no such difficultyFootpaths were concealed by the second year but roads could be tracedthough as green as the sward and were still the best for walkingbecause the tangled wheat and weeds and in the meadows the longgrass caught the feet of those who tried to pass through Year by yearthe original crops of wheat barley oats and beans asserted theirpresence by shooting up but in gradually diminished force as nettlesand coarser plants such as the wild parsnips spread out into thefields from the ditches and choked themAquatic grasses from the furrows and watercarriers extended in themeadows and with the rushes helped to destroy or take the place ofthe former sweet herbage Meanwhile the brambles which grew very fasthad pushed forward their prickly runners farther and farther from thehedges till they had now reached ten or fifteen yards The briars hadfollowed and the hedges had widened to three or four times their firstbreadth the fields being equally contracted Starting from all sides atonce these brambles and briars in the course of about twenty years metin the centre of the largest fieldsHawthorn bushes sprang up among them and protected by the briars andthorns from grazing animals the suckers of elmtrees rose andflourished Sapling ashes oaks sycamores and horsechestnuts liftedtheir heads Of old time the cattle would have eaten off the seed leaveswith the grass so soon as they were out of the ground but now most ofthe acorns that were dropped by birds and the keys that were wafted bythe wind twirling as they floated took root and grew into trees,13
+Produced by Sue Asscher and David WidgerRIENZIThe Last of the Roman TribunesbySir Edward Bulwer Lytton Bart     Then turn we to her latest Tribunes name     From her ten thousand tyrants turn to thee     Redeemer of dark centuries of shame     The friend of Petrarchhope of Italy     Rienzi last of Romans  While the tree     Of Freedoms witherd trunk puts forth a leaf     Even for thy tomb a garland let it be     The Forums champion and the Peoples chief     Her newborn Numa thou     Childe Harold cant iv stanza 114     Amidst the indulgence of enthusiasm and eloquence Petrarch     Italy and Europe were astonished by a revolution which     realized for a moment his most splendid visionsGibbon     chap 1xxDedication of RienziTo Alessandro Manzoni as to the Genius of the PlaceAre Dedicated These Fruits gathered on The Soil of Italian FictionLondon Dec 1 1835DedicationPrefixed to the First Collected Edition of the Authors Works in 1840My Dear MotherIn inscribing with your beloved and honoured name this Collection of myWorks I could wish that the fruits of my manhood were worthier of thetender and anxious pains bestowed upon my education in youthLeft yet young and with no ordinary accomplishments and gifts the soleguardian of your sons to them you devoted the best years of your usefuland spotless life and any success it be their fate to attain in thepaths they have severally chosen would have its principal sweetnessin the thought that such success was the reward of one whose hand aidedevery struggle and whose heart sympathized in every careFrom your graceful and accomplished taste I early learned thataffection for literature which has exercised so large an influenceover the pursuits of my life and you who were my first guide were myearliest critic Do you remember the summer days which seemed to meso short when you repeated to me those old ballads with which Percyrevived the decaying spirit of our national muse or the smooth coupletsof Pope or those gentle and polished verses with the composition ofwhich you had beguiled your own earlier leisure It was those easylessons far more than the harsher rudiments learned subsequentlyin schools that taught me to admire and to imitate and in them Irecognise the germ of the flowers however perishable they be that Inow bind up and lay upon a shrine hallowed by a thousand memories ofunspeakable affection Happy while I borrowed from your taste could Ihave found it not more difficult to imitate your virtuesyour spirit ofactive and extended benevolence your cheerful piety your consideratejustice your kindly charityand all the qualities that brighten anature more free from the thought of self than any it has been my lotto meet with Never more than at this moment did I wish that my writingswere possessed of a merit which might outlive my time so that at leastthese lines might remain a record of the excellence of the Mother andthe gratitude of the SonELB London January 6 1840PrefacetoThe First Edition of RienziI began this tale two years ago at Rome On removing to Naples Ithrew it aside for The Last Days of Pompeii which required morethan Rienzi the advantage of residence within reach of the scenesdescribed The fate of the Roman Tribune continued however to hauntand impress me and some time after Pompeii was published I renewedmy earlier undertaking I regarded the completion of these volumesindeed as a kind of dutyfor having had occasion to read the originalauthorities from which modern historians have drawn their accounts ofthe life of Rienzi I was led to believe that a very remarkable man hadbeen superficially judged and a very important period crudely examinedSee Appendix Nos I and II And this belief was sufficiently strongto induce me at first to meditate a more serious work upon the life andtimes of Rienzi I have adopted the termination of Rienzi instead ofRienzo as being more familiar to the general readerBut the latteris perhaps the more accurate reading since the name was a popularcorruption from Lorenzo Various reasons concurred against thisprojectand I renounced the biography to commence the fiction I havestill however adhered with a greater fidelity than is customaryin Romance to all the leading events of the public life of the RomanTribune and the Reader will perhaps find in these pages a more fulland detailed account of the rise and fall of Rienzi than in any Englishwork of which I am aware I have it is true taken a view of hischaracter different in some respects from that of Gibbon or SismondiBut it is a view in all its main features which I believe and think Icould prove myself to be warranted in taking not less by the facts ofHistory than the laws of Fiction In the meanwhile as I have given thefacts from which I have drawn my interpretation of the principal agentthe reader has sufficient data for his own judgment In the picture ofthe Roman Populace as in that of the Roman Nobles of the fourteenthcentury I follow literally the descriptions left to usthey are notflattering but they are faithful likenessesPreserving generally the real chronology of Rienzis life the plot ofthis work extends over a space of some years and embraces the varietyof characters necessary to a true delineation of events The storytherefore cannot have precisely that order of interest found infictions strictly and genuinely dramatic in which to my judgment atleast the time ought to be as limited as possible and the charactersas fewno new character of importance to the catastrophe beingadmissible towards the end of the work If I may use the word Epic inits most modest and unassuming acceptation this Fiction in shortthough indulging in dramatic situations belongs as a whole rather tothe Epic than the Dramatic schoolI cannot conclude without,23
+Produced by Tonya Allen Renald Levesque and the PG Online DistributedProofreading Team This file was produced from images generouslymade available by the Bibliothèque nationale de France BnFGallica  PORTRAITS  LITTÉRAIRES  II  PAR  CA SAINTEBEUVE  DE LACADÉMIE FRANÇAISE  1862  MOLIÈRE DELILLE  BERNARDIN DE SAINTPIERRE LE GÉNÉRAL  LA FAYETTE FONTANES JOUBERT LÉONARD  ALOÏSIUS BERTRAND LE COMTE DE SÉGUR  JOSEPH DE MAISTRE GABRIEL NAUDÉMOLIÈREIl y a en poésie en littérature une classe dhommes hors de lignemême entre les premiers trèspeu nombreuse cinq ou six en toutpeutêtre depuis le commencement et dont le caractère estluniversalité lhumanité éternelle intimement mêlée à la peinture desmoeurs ou des passions dune époque Génies faciles forts et fécondsleurs principaux traits sont dans ce mélange de fertilité de fermetéet de franchise cest la science et la richesse du fonds une vraieindifférence sur lemploi des moyens et des genres convenus tout cadretout point de départ leur étant bon pour entrer en matière cest uneproduction active multipliée à travers les obstacles et la plénitudede lart fréquemment obtenue sans les appareils trop lents et lesartifices Dans le passé grec après la grande figure dHomère quiouvre glorieusement cette famille et qui nous donne le génie primitif dela plus belle portion de lhumanité on est embarrassé de savoir qui yrattacher encore Sophocle tout fécond quil semble avoir été touthumain quil se montra dans lexpression harmonieuse des sentiments etdes douleurs Sophocle demeure si parfait de contours si sacré pourainsi dire de forme et dattitude quon ne peut guère le déplacer enidée de son piédestal purement grec Les fameux comiques nous manquentet lon na que le nom de Ménandre qui fut peutêtre le plus parfaitdans la famille des génies dont nous parlons car chez Aristophane lafantaisie merveilleuse si athénienne si charmante nuit pourtant àluniversalité A Rome je ne vois à y ranger que Plaute Plaute malapprécié encore1 peintre profond et divers directeur de troupeacteur et auteur comme Shakspeare et comme Molière dont il faut lecompter pour un des plus légitimes ancêtres Mais la littérature latinefut trop directement importée trop artificielle dès labord et apprisedes Grecs pour admettre beaucoup de ces libres génies Les plus fécondsdes grands écrivains de cette littérature en sont aussi les plus_littérateurs_ et rimeurs dans lâme Ovide et Cicéron Au reste àelle lhonneur davoir produit les deux plus admirables poëtes deslittératures dimitation détude et de goût ces types châtiés etachevés Virgile Horace Cest aux temps modernes et à la renaissancequil faut demander les autres hommes que nous cherchons ShakspeareCervantes Rabelais Molière et deux ou trois depuis à des rangsinégaux les voilà tous on les peut caractériser par les ressemblancesCes hommes ont des destinées diverses traversées ils souffrent ilscombattent ils aiment Soldats médecins comédiens captifs ils ontpeine à vivre ils subissent la misère les passions les tracas lagêne des entreprises Mais leur génie surmonte les liens et sans seressentir des étroitesses de la lutte il garde le collier franc lescoudées franches Vous avez vu de ces beautés vraies et naturelles quiéclatent et se font jour du milieu de la misère de lair malsain de lavie chétive vous avez bien que rarement rencontré de ces admirablesfilles du peuple qui vous apparaissent formées et éclairées on ne saitdoù avec une haute perfection de lensemble et dont longle même estélégant elles empêchent de périr lidée de cette noble race humaineimage des Dieux Ainsi ces génies rares de grande et facile beautéde beauté native et _génuine_ triomphent dun air daisance desconditions les plus contraires ils se déploient ils sétablissentinvinciblement Ils ne se déploient pas simplement au hasard et toutdroit à la merci de la circonstance parce quils ne sont pas seulementféconds et faciles comme ces génies secondaires les Ovide les Drydenles abbé Prévost Non leurs oeuvres aussi promptes aussi multipliéesque celles des esprits principalement faciles sont encore combinéesfortes nouées quand il le faut achevées maintes fois et sublimesMais aussi cet achèvement nest jamais pour eux le souci quelquefoisexcessif la prudence constamment châtiée des poëtes de lécolestudieuse et polie des Gray des Pope des Despréaux de ces poëtes quejadmire et que je goûte autant que personne chez qui la correctionscrupuleuse est je le sais une qualité indispensable un charme etqui paraissent avoir pour devise le mot exquis de Vauvenargues _Lanetteté est le vernis des maîtres_ Il y a dans la perfection même desautres poëtes supérieurs quelque chose de plus libre et hardi de plusirrégulièrement trouvé dincomparablement plus fertile et plus dégagédes entraves ingénieuses quelque chose qui va de soi seul et qui sejoue qui étonne et déconcerte par sa ressource inventive les poëtesdistingués dentre les contemporains jusque sur les moindres détailsdu métier Cest ainsi que parmi tant de naturels motifs détonnementBoileau ne peut sempêcher de demander à Molière _où il trouve la rime_A les bien prendre les excellents génies dont il est question tiennentle milieu entre la poésie des époques primitives et celle de sièclescultivés civilisés entre les époques homériques et les époquesalexandrines ils sont les représentants glorieux immenses encore lescontinuateurs distincts et individuels des premières époques au sein dessecondes Il est en toutes choses une première fleur une première etlarge moisson ces heureux mortels y portent la main et couchent à terreen une fois des milliers de gerbes après eux autour deux les autressévertuent épient et glanent Ces génies abondants qui ne sontpourtant plus les divins vieillards et les aveugles fabuleux lisentcomparent imitent comme tous ceux de leur âge cela ne les empêchepas de créer comme aux âges naissants Ils font se succéder en chaquejournée de leur vie des productions inégales sans doute mais dontquelquesunes sont le chefdoeuvre de la combinaison humaine et delart ils savent lart déjà ils lembrassent dans sa maturité et sonétendue et cela sans en raisonner comme on le fait autour deux ilsle pratiquent nuit et jour avec une admirable absence de toutepréoccupation et fatuité littéraire Souvent ils meurent un peu commeaux époques primitives avant que leurs oeuvres soient toutesimprimées ou du moins recueillies et fixées à la différence de leurscontemporains les poëtes et littérateurs de cabinet qui vaquent à cesoin de bonne heure,13
+Produced by Curtis Weyant Andrea Ball and the Online DistributedProofreading TeamSPEECH OF JOHN HOSSACKCONVICTED OF AVIOLATION OF THE FUGITIVE SLAVE LAWBEFORE JUDGE DRUMMONDOF THEUNITED STATES DISTRICT COURT CHICAGO ILLNEW YORK PUBLISHED BY THE AMERICAN ANTISLAVERY SOCIETY 1860SPEECH OF JOHN HOSSACK     At the February term of the US District Court for the     Northern District of Illinois JOHN HOSSACK and JOSEPH STOUT     of Ottawa were convicted of having aided in rescuing a     fugitive slave from the custody of the US Deputy Marshal at     Ottawa Oct 20 1859 and sentenced by Judge Drummond to pay     a fine of one hundred dollars and be imprisoned ten days     Mr HOSSACK is a Scotchman by birth but spent many years of     his life in Quebec following the occupation of a baker     About twenty years since he removed to Ottawa Illinois and     assisted in the construction of the Illinois and Michigan     Canal He has been for some years past a prominent dealer in     grain has acquired a competency by enterprise and industry     and is considered one of the most upright and intelligent     citizens in the community The following Plea made by him     before the Court evinces true nobility of soul the highest     moral integrity the most generous humanity and genuine     manly eloquence Let it be read in every household so that     the execution of the infamous Fugitive Slave Act in every     part of the North shall be rendered impracticable by a     regenerated public sentimentMAY IT PLEASE THE COURTI have a few words to say why sentence should not be pronouncedagainst me I am found guilty of a violation of the Fugitive SlaveLaw and it may appear strange to your Honor that I have no sense ofguilt I came Sir from the tyranny of the Old World when but a ladand landed upon the American shores having left my kindred and nativeland in pursuit of some place where men of toil would not be crushedby the propertyholding class Commencing the struggle of life at thetender age of twelve years a stranger in a strange land having toearn my bread by the sweat of my brow your Honor will bear with meUnaccustomed as I am to appear in Courts much less to address themI have feared that I might fail in bearing myself on this occasionworthy of the place and the position I occupy and the greatprinciples involved in the case before you I say to your Honortherefore if I fail in observing the usual forms of the place itwill be from a want of judgment and error of the head and not of theheart Therefore I do not think I shall fare worse at the hands ofyour Honor if I state plainly my views and feelings on the greatquestion of the agethe rights of man I feel that it is a case thatwill be referred to long after you and I have gone to meet the greatJudge of all the earthIt has been argued by the prosecution that I a foreigner protectedby the laws of my adopted country should be the last to disobey thoselaws but in this I find nothing that should destroy my sympathy forthe crushed struggling children of toil in all landsSurely I have been protected The fish in the rivers the quail inthe stubble the deer in the forest have been protected Shall I joinhands with those who make wicked laws in crushing out the poor blackman for whom there is no protection but in the grave where thewicked cease from troubling and the weary are at restIt is true SirI am a foreigner I first saw the light among therugged but free hills of Scotland a land Sir that never wasconquered and where a slave never breathed Let a slave set foot onthat shore and his chains fall off for ever and he becomes whatGod made hima man In this faroff land I heard of your freeinstitutions your prairie lands your projected canals and yourgrowing towns Twentytwo years ago I landed in this city Iimmediately engaged on the public works on the canal then buildingthat connects this city with the great river of the West In theprocess of time the State failed to procure money to carry on thepublic works I then opened a prairie farm to get bread for my familyand I am one of the men who have made Chicago what it is todayhaving shipped some of the first grain that was exported from thiscity I am Sir one of the pioneers of Illinois who have gonethrough the many hardships of the settlement of a new country I havespent upon it my best days the strength of my manhood I have elevenchildren who are natives of this my adopted country No living manSir has greater interest in its welfare and it is because I amopposed to carrying out wicked and ungodly laws and love the freedomof my country that I stand before you todayAgain Sir I ought not to be sentenced because as has been argued bythe prosecution I am an Abolitionist I have no apologies to make forbeing an Abolitionist When I came to this country like the mass frombeyond the sea I was a Democrat there was a charm in the name ButSir I soon found that I had to go beyond the name of a party in thiscountry in order to know any thing of its principles or practice Isoon found that however much the great parties of my adopted countrydiffered upon banks tariffs and land questions in one thing theyagreed in trying which could stoop the lowest,4
+Produced by Jonathan Ingram and the PG Online DistributedProofreading Team  ICECAVES  OF  FRANCE AND SWITZERLAND  A NARRATIVE OF  SUBTERRANEAN EXPLORATION  BY THE  REV GF BROWNE MA  FELLOW AND ASSISTANT TUTOR OF ST CATHARINES COLLEGE CAMBRIDGE  MEMBER OF THE ALPINE CLUB  1865PREFACEThe existence of natural icecaves at depths varying from 50 to 200 feetbelow the surface of the earth unconnected with glaciers or snowmountains and in latitudes and at altitudes where ice could not underordinary circumstances be supposed to exist has attracted someattention on the Continent but little or nothing seems to bepractically known in England on the subject These caves are sosingular and many of them so well repay inspection that a descriptionof the twelve which I have visited can scarcely as it seems to me beconsidered an uncalledfor addition to the numerous books of travelwhich are constantly appearing In order to prevent my narrative frombeing a mere dry record of natural phenomena I have interspersed itwith such incidents of travel as may be interesting in themselves oruseful to those who are inclined to follow my steps I have also givenfrom various sources accounts of similar caves in different parts ofthe worldA pamphlet on _Glacières Naturelles_ by M Thury of Geneva of theexistence of which I was not aware when I commenced my explorations hasbeen of great service to me M Thury had only visited three glacièreswhen he published his pamphlet in 1861 but the observations he recordsare very valuable He had attempted to visit a fourth whenunfortunately the want of a ladder of sufficient length stopped himI was allowed to read Papers before the British Association at Bath1864 in the Chemical Section on the prismatic formation of the icein these caves and in the Geological Section on their generalcharacter and the possible causes of their existenceIt is necessary to say with regard to the sections given in this bookthat while the proportions of the masses of ice are in accordance withmeasurements taken on the spot the interior height of many of thecaves and the curves of the roof and sides are put in with a freehand some of them from memory And of the measurements too it is onlyfair to say that they were taken for the most part under veryunfavourable circumstances in dark caves lighted by one or sometimesby two candles with a temperature varying from slightly above toslightly below the freezingpoint and with no surer foothold than thatafforded by slippery slopes of ice and chaotic blocks of stone In allcases errors are due to want of skill not of honesty and I hope thatthey do not generally lie on the side of exaggerationCAMBRIDGE _June_ 1865  CONTENTS  CHAPTER I PAGE  THE GLACIÈRE OF LA GENOLLIÈRE IN THE JURA 1  CHAPTER II  THE GLACIÈRE OF S GEORGES IN THE JURA 19  CHAPTER III  THE LOWER GLACIÈRE OF THE PRÉ DE S LIVRES IN  THE JURA 32  CHAPTER IV  THE UPPER GLACIÈRE OF THE PRÉ DE S LIVRES 46  CHAPTER V  THE GLACIÈRE OF GRÂCEDIEU OR LA BAUME NEAR BESANÇON  IN THE VOSGIAN JURA 60  CHAPTER VI  BESANÇON AND DÔLE 85  CHAPTER VII  THE GLACIÈRE OF MONTHÉZY IN THE VAL DE TRAVERS 97  CHAPTER VIII  THE GLACIÈRE AND NEIGIÈRE OF ARCSOUSCICON 118  CHAPTER IX  THE SCHAFLOCH OR TROUAUXMOUTONS NEAR THE LAKE OF  THUN 131  CHAPTER X  THE GLACIÈRE OF GRAND ANU NEAR ANNECY 157  CHAPTER XI  THE GLACIÈRE OF CHAPPETSURVILLAZ NEAR ANNECY 182  CHAPTER XII  THE GLACIÈRES OF THE BREZON AND THE VALLEY  OF REPOSOIR 202  CHAPTER XIII  LA BORNA DE LA GLACE IN THE DUCHY OF AOSTA 210  CHAPTER XIV  THE GLACIÈRE OF FONDEURLE IN DAUPHINÉ 212  CHAPTER XV  OTHER ICECAVES    THE CAVE OF SCELICZE IN HUNGARY 237    THE CAVE OF YEERMALIK IN KOONDOOZ 240    THE SURTSHELLIR IN ICELAND 244    THE GYPSUM CAVE OF ILLETZKAYA ZASTCHITA ORENBURG 249    THE ICECAVERN ON THE PEAK OF TENERIFFE 253  CHAPTER XVI  BRIEF NOTICES OF VARIOUS ICECAVES 256  CHAPTER XVII  HISTORY OF THEORIES RESPECTING THE CAUSES OF  SUBTERRANEAN ICE 282  CHAPTER XVIII  ON THE PRISMATIC STRUCTURE OF THE ICE IN GLACIÈRES 300  CHAPTER XIX  ON THE MEAN TEMPERATURE OF THE REGIONS IN WHICH  SOME OF THE GLACIÈRES OCCUR 308  APPENDIX 313  LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS  ICECOLUMNS IN THE GLACIÈRE OF LA GENOLLIÈRE 6  ENTRANCE TO THE GLACIÈRE OF S GEORGES 24  VERTICAL SECTIONS OF THE GLACIÈRE OF S GEORGES 26  LOWER GLACIÈRE OF THE PRÉ DE S LIVRES 39  SECTION OF THE LOWER GLACIÈRE OF THE  PRÉ DE S LIVRES 41  SECOND CAVE OF THE UPPER GLACIÈRE OF THE PRÉ DE  S LIVRES 50  VERTICAL SECTIONS OF THE UPPER GLACIÈRE OF THE PRÉ  DE S LIVRES 52  VERTICAL SECTION OF THE GLACIÈRE OF GRÂCEDIEU NEAR  BESANÇON 77  BATH IN THE DOUBS AT BESANÇON 91  VERTICAL SECTION OF THE GLACIÈRE OF MONTHÉZY IN THE  VAL DE TRAVERS 108  GROUND PLAN OF THE GLACIÈRE OF MONTHÉZY 110  VERTICAL SECTION OF THE GLACIÈRE OF GRAND ANU NEAR  ANNECY 173  ICECAVE IN THE SURTSHELLIR 248                                   CHAPTER ITHE GLACIÈRE OF LA GENOLLIÈRE IN THE JURAIn the summer of 1861 I found myself with some members of my familyin a small rustic _pension_ in the village of Arzier one of the highestvillages of the pleasant slope by which the Jura passes down to the Lakeof Geneva The son of the house was an intelligent man,43
+Produced by PG Distributed ProofreadersÜBER DAS AUSSTERBEN DER NATURVÖLKERVONDR GEORG GERLANDLEHRER AM KLOSTER U L FR ZU MAGDEBURGLEIPZIGVERLAG VON FRIEDRICH FLEISCHER1868SEINER EXCELLENZDEM HERRN GEHEIMEN RATHHC VON DER GABELENTZVorwortDie Frage nach dem Aussterben der Naturvölker ist bis jetzt nurgelegentlich und nicht mit der Ausführlichkeit behandelt welche dieWichtigkeit der Sache wohl verlangen kann Am genauesten ist Waitz aufsie eingegangen in seiner Anthropologie der Naturvölker Bd 1 158186aber da auch er sie nur anhangsweise bespricht und in dem Zusammenhangseines Werkes nicht mehr als nur die Hauptgesichtspunkte angeben konnteund wollte da er ferner manches nur andeutet oder ganz übergeht wasvon grosser Wichtigkeit ist so erscheint es durchaus nicht überflüssigdie Gründe für dies räthselhafte Hinschwinden selbständig undmöglichst genau von neuem zu erörtern Namentlich die psychologischeSeite des Gegenstandes hat man bisher über die Gebühr vernachlässigtsie wird deshalb in den folgenden Blättern besonders betont werdenmüssenDas Material zur Beantwortung der Frage die uns beschäftigen sollfindet sich zerstreut in einer grossen Menge von Reisebeschreibungenethnographischen und anthropologischen Werken Da es mir aber daraufankam einmaldenn nur strengste Empirie kann uns bei unserer Fragefördernmeine Sätze durch getreue Quellenangabe zu stützen undandererseits dass die angeführten Citate nicht allzuschwer zugänglichseien um nachgeschlagen werden zu können so habe ich mich wo esmöglich war auf Werke gestützt die weiter verbreitet sind und denQuellennachweis nur da weggelassen wo das Gesagte in allen Reisewerkensich gleichmässig findet Dass ich das schon erwähnte ausgezeichneteWerk meines nur allzufrüh verstorbenen Lehrers Waitz die Anthropologieder Naturvölker sehr reichlich benutzt habe wird man nicht tadeln manfindet dort die oft sehr schwer zugänglichen Quellen in kritischerAuswahl beisammenund wozu werden solche grundlegenden Werkegeschrieben wenn man nicht auf ihnen weiterbautIch stelle hier der Uebersicht und des bequemeren Citirens wegen dieWerke zusammen welche ich als Belege benutzt habe ohne die mitanzuführen welche nicht öfters citirt sind Einige welche ich gerngehabt hätte sind mir unzugänglich gebliebenAngas Savage life in Australia and N Zealand London 1847Australia felix Berlin 1849Azara Reise nach Südamerika in den Jahren 17811801 Magazin der merkwneuen Reisen Bd 31 Berlin 1810Bartram Reisen durch Karolina Georgien und Florida 1773 eb 10Band Berlin 1793Beechey Narrative of a voyage to the Pacific 182528 London 1831Behm Geographisches Jahrbuch 1 Theil 1866 Gotha 1866Bennett Narr of a whaling round the globe 183336 London 1840v Bibra Schilderung der Insel Vandiemensland bearbeitet v RödingHamburg 1823Bougainville Reise um die Welt 176669 Leipzig 1772Bratring Die Reisen der Spanier nach der Südsee Berlin 1842Breton Excursions in NS Wales W Australia and V Diemensland London1833Browne N Zealand and its aborigines London 1845Carus Ueber ungleiche Befähigung der verschiedenen MenschheitsStämmeLeipzig 1849v Chamisso Bemerkungen und Ansichten auf einer Entdeckungsreise181518 Weimar 1821Cheyne a description of islands in the Western Pacif Ocean etc London1852Cook 3te Entdeckungsreise in die Südsee und nach dem Nordpol 2 BdBerl 1789id b 1ste Entdeckungsreise bei SchillerDarwin Naturwissenschaftliche Reise übersetzt von DieffenbachBraunschw 1844Dieffenbach Travels in N Zealand London 1843Dillon Narrative of a voyage in the South Sea London 1839Dumont dUrville a Voyage de lAstrolabe Paris 1830 id b Voy auPole Sud Paris 1841Ellis Polynesian Researches London 1831Erskine Journal of a cruise among the Islands of the Western PacificLondon 1853Finsch N Guinea und seine Bewohner Bremen 1865Freycinet Voyage autour du monde 181720 Paris 1827P Mathias G,13
+Produced by Juliet Sutherland David Garcia and the PG OnlineDistributed Proofreading TeamTHE WHITE RIBAND                                   F TENNYSON JESSE_By the Same Author_                                     THE MILKY WAY  BEGGARS ON HORSEBACK  SECRET BREAD  THE SWORD OF DEBORAH  THE HAPPY BRIDE                                   NEW YORK GEORGE H DORAN COMPANYIllustrationTHE WHITE RIBANDORA YOUNG FEMALES FOLLYBYF TENNYSON JESSENEW YORKGEORGE H DORAN COMPANY1921                                   TO STELLAA YOUNG FEMALEI DEDICATE THIS TALEIn the hope that it will encourage her to persevere in that indifferenceto personal adornment for which she is conspicuous at presentSHOULD IT FAIL IN THIS HIGH ENDEAVOURNEVERTHELESSTHIS BOOK IS HERS IN ALL SISTERLY LOVE                                   CONTENTS       PROLOGUE  CHAPTER     I IN WHICH THE READER IS TAKEN BACK A FEW WEEKS IN POINT       OF TIME AND DOWN SEVERAL STEPS IN THE SOCIAL SCALE    II IN WHICH THE ONIONSELLERS DAUGHTER FOR THE FIRST TIME       FEELS AS A WOMAN   III IN WHICH SHE FOR THE FIRST TIME FEELS AS A GIRL    IV IN WHICH THE ONIONSELLERS DAUGHTER FEELS HERSELF A GODDESS     V IN WHICH LOVEDAY ESSAYS THE WHITE GOWN    VI IN WHICH LOVEDAY ESSAYS TO OBTAIN THE WHITE SATIN RIBAND   VII IN WHICH LOVEDAY STILL ESSAYS TO OBTAIN THE WHITE SATIN RIBAND  VIII IN WHICH LOVEDAY CONTINUES HER QUEST AND ACHIEVES TENPENCE    IX IN WHICH LOVEDAY SETS ONE MAGPIE     X IN WHICH LOVEDAY DOES NOT ATTEND A FUNERAL    XI IN WHICH LOVEDAY ATTENDS THE FLORA   XII IN WHICH LOVEDAY DANCES       EPILOGUE                                   PROLOGUE                                   THE WHITE RIBANDORA YOUNG FEMALES FOLLYPrologueThat was how they spoke of her story in the duchys drawingroomsfor what had Loveday been at the most charitable count but a youngfemaleless humanly speaking even a young person And what was thespring of her mad crimes but folly mere weak feminine folly Evenan improper motiveone of those overpowering passions one readsabout rather surreptitiously in the delightful works of that dearnaughty departed Lord Byronwould have been somehow more more  satisfactory One could only whisper such a sentiment butit stirred in many a feminine breast when Lovedays story set theripples of reprobation circling some twenty miles till the incomparablybigger pebble of the Prince of Wales nuptials made correspondinglygreater waves even though they took a month or so to spread all itsfascinating details so far from the Metropolis What after all as atopic of conversation was Lovedays illgotten gaud compared with thethrill of the new Alexandra jacket with its pegtop sleeves One shouldhold a right proportion in all thingsThus the duchys drawingrooms In the back parlours of the littlecountrytown shops where an aristocracy as rigid in its ownrespectableand respectfulway held its courts of justice Lovedaysstory was referred to with a slight difference She had become a youngbesom and her crime was what you might have expected from the byeblowof an earringed foreigner who bowed down to idols instead of the lawsof God and the British ConstitutionIn her own little seaport and the farms of the countryside Lovedaydescended lower stillshe became a faggot Thus from one born towield a broom we see how she descended with the declination in scale ofthe chatterboxes to the broom itself and from that to the roughmaterial for it Which things are a parable could one but fit the moralto them as neatly as did everyone who discussed Loveday in whateverterms fit the due warning on to her taleAnd this moral for all who ran but more particularly for those whodanced to read was as followsIt all came of wanting things above your stationHow simply does your sex dispose of the problems of life maamreplied Mr Constantine to Miss Flora Le Pettit the heiress of IgnoresManor when she supplied him with this moral as an epitaph oh theaffair Miss Le Pettit smiled on him amiably but arched her alreadyspringing brows as well for though everyone knew Mr Constantine wasreputed clever there were the gravest doubts about his orthodoxyProblems of life Mr Constantine she demanded Surely overfinewords to apply to the crazy acts of a village girl deranged in herintellects She would have added And a nameless one at that ifshe had not remembered what in truth she was never in danger offorgetting that she was a lady talking to a gentlemanA village girl is as capable of passion as you or I replied he andhad he not remembered what he was somewhat,13
+Produced by Juliet Sutherland David Garcia and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team                                   Grover ClevelandMarch 4 1885 to March 4 1889                                   Grover ClevelandGrover Cleveland was born in Caldwell Essex County NJ March 181837 On the paternal side he is of English origin Moses Clevelandemigrated from Ipswich County of Suffolk England in 1635 and settledat Woburn Mass where he died in 1701 His descendant WilliamCleveland was a silversmith and watchmaker at Norwich Conn RichardFalley Cleveland son of the latter named was graduated at Yale in1824 was ordained to the Presbyterian ministry in 1829 and in the sameyear married Ann Neal daughter of a Baltimore merchant of Irish birthThese two were the parents of Grover Cleveland The Presbyterianparsonage at Caldwell where he was born was first occupied by theRev Stephen Grover in whose honor he was named but the first name wasearly dropped and he has been since known as Grover Cleveland Whenhe was 4 years old his father accepted a call to Fayetteville nearSyracuse NY where the son had common and academic schooling andafterwards was a clerk in a country store The removal of the familyto Clinton Oneida County gave him additional educational advantagesin the academy there In his seventeenth year he became a clerk and anassistant teacher in the New York Institution for the Blind in New YorkCity in which his elder brother William a Presbyterian clergymanwas then a teacher In 1855 he left Holland Patent in Oneida Countywhere his mother at that time resided to go to the West in search ofemployment On his way he stopped at Black Rock now a part of Buffaloand called on his uncle Lewis F Allen who induced him to remain andaid him in the compilation of a volume of the American Herd Bookreceiving for six weeks service 60 He afterwards and while studyinglaw assisted in the preparation of several other volumes of this workand the preface to the fifth volume 1861 acknowledges his servicesIn August 1855 he secured a place as clerk and copyist for the lawfirm of Rogers Bowen  Rogers in Buffalo began to read Blackstoneand in the autumn of that year was receiving 4 per week for his workHe was admitted to the bar in 1859 but for three years longer remainedwith the firm that first employed him acting as managing clerk at asalary of 600 a part of which he devoted to the support of his widowedmother who died in 1882 Was appointed assistant district attorney ofErie County January 1 1863 and held the office for three years Atthis time the Civil War was raging Two of his brothers were in theArmy and his mother and sisters were largely dependent upon him forsupport Unable himself to enlist he borrowed money and sent asubstitute to the war and it was not till long after the war thathe was able to repay the loan In 1865 at the age of 28 he was theDemocratic candidate for district attorney but was defeated by theRepublican candidate his intimate friend Lyman K Bass He then becamethe law partner of Isaac V Vanderpool and in 1869 became a member ofthe firm of Lanning Cleveland  Folsom He continued a successfulpractice till 1870 when he was elected sheriff of Erie County At theexpiration of his three years term he formed a law partnership withhis personal friend and political antagonist Lyman K Bass the firmbeing Bass Cleveland  Bissell and after the forced retirementfrom failing health of Mr Bass Cleveland  Bissell In 1881 he wasnominated the Democratic candidate for mayor of Buffalo and was electedby a majority of 3530 the largest ever given to a candidate in thatcity In the same election the Republican State ticket was carried inBuffalo by an average majority of over 1600 He entered upon the officeJanuary 1 1882 and soon became known as the Veto Mayor using thatprerogative fearlessly in checking unwise illegal and extravagantexpenditures By his vetoes he saved the city nearly 1000000 in thefirst half year of his administration He opposed giving 500 of thetaxpayers money to the Firemens Benevolent Society on the groundthat such appropriation was not permissible under the terms of theState constitution and the charter of the city He vetoed a resolutiondiverting 500 from the Fourth of July appropriations to the observanceof Decoration Day for the same reason and immediately subscribedonetenth of the sum wanted for the purpose His administration of theoffice won tributes to his integrity and ability from the press and thepeople irrespective of party On the second day of the Democratic Stateconvention at Syracuse September 22 1882 on the third ballot wasnominated for governor in opposition to the Republican candidateCharles J Folger then Secretary of the United States Treasury He hadthe united support of his own party while the Republicans were notunited on his opponent and at the election in November he received aplurality over Mr Folger of 192854 His State administration was onlyan expansion of the fundamental principles that controlled his officialaction while mayor of Buffalo In a letter written to his brother onthe day of his election he announced a policy he intended to adoptand afterwards carried out that is to make the matter a businessengagement between the people of the State and myself in which theobligation on my side is to perform the duties assigned me with aneye single to the interest of my employers The Democratic nationalconvention met at Chicago July 8 1884 On July 11 he was nominated astheir candidate for President The Republicans made James G Blainetheir candidate while Benjamin F Butler of Massachusetts was theLabor and Greenback candidate and John P St John of Kansas wasthe Prohibition candidate At,9
+Produced by Miranda van de Heijning and the Online DistributedProofreading TeamEEN ABEL SPEL ENDE EEN EDEL DINC VAN DEN HERTOGHE VAN BRUYSWIJC HOE HIWERT MINNENDE DES ROEDELIOENS DOCHTER VAN ABELANTGLORIANTMET INLEIDING EN AANTEEKENINGENVAN RJ SPITZLEERAAR HBS TE APELDOORNGEDRUKT TER DRUKKERIJ VAN DE FIRMAFE MACDONALD TE NIJMEGENZONNEBLOEMBOEKJES N 23NV UITGEVERSMAATSCHAPPIJDE ZONNEBLOEM APELDOORNTER INLEIDINGHet Abel spel ende een edel dinc van den hertoghe van Bruyswyc hoe hiwert minnende des Roedelioens dochter van Abelant in de wandeling naarden hoofdpersoon Gloriant geheeten moet gerekend worden tot de serievan voortbrengselen van onze Middeleeuwsche dramatische letterkundewaartoe ook de in deze reeks uitgegeven Esmoreit en Lanseloet vanDenemerken behooren Voor litterairhistorische bijzonderheden omtrentdeze serie Middeleeuwsche dramas voor zoover ze in een wedernietwetenschappelijk bedoelde uitgave op hun plaats zijn moge verwezenworden naar de inleidingen van genoemde stukken mede van de hand vanden schrijver dezer regelenHier zij nog slechts opgemerkt dat de in deze dingen ook slechts eenweinig georiënteerde lezer weder aanstonds merken zal hoe dicht deavonturenvolle stof van zulk een abel spel zich aansluit bij die derridderromansWie van den oorsprong van het gegeven van ons drama meer wil wetenverwijs ik naar de inleiding van Mr HE Moltzer DeMiddelnederlandsche Dramatische Poëzie1 naar welke uitgave dehiervolgende text is afgedruktVerdient ons stuk door een nieuwe uitgave uit de vergetelheid enonbekendheid waarin het zich op dit oogenblik bij het grootere publiekbevindt te worden te voorschijn gehaald Het antwoord mag bevestigendluiden al was het alleen maar om het feit dat het Haagschetooneelgezelschap dat zich met den oudvaderlandschen naam vanGhesellen van den Spele getooid heeft2 het in het komendetooneelseizoen voor het voetlicht zal brengen Maar ook overigens hetlijkt mij onbegrijpelijk dat terwijl Esmoreit en Lanseloet vanDenemerken zich reeds weder verscheidene jaren in een belangstellendtoeschouwend en lezend publiek verheugen de Gloriant betrekkelijkonbekend en in nieuwer tijden voor zoover ik weet onopgevoerd en inpopulaire editie onuitgegeven is gebleven Litterair lijkt het stuk mijverre de meerdere van de Esmoreit zéker wat karakterteekening endramatischen opbouw maar ook wat de dialoog aangaat Al is deze laatstein de Esmoreit zonder twijfel vlot en pittig de dialoog in òns stukkomt mij vooren ik hoop dat hieronder met enkele voorbeelden aan tetoonen_sterker_ ik zou bijna zeggen _moderner_ wantlangsdenneusweggeestiger te zijn En de dramatische opbouw heel deopzet is in Gloriant voor een modern mensch veel aannemelijker wat isgansch die geschiedenis van dien trotschen man en die trotsche vrouw diezich allebei te goed vinden voor het huwelijk en die dus met fatalezekerheid bestemd zijn om in elkaars handen te vallen niet eenprachtige trouvaille de kunst van een geestig enpsychologischanalyseerend modern auteur waardig Denk eens aan Shaw metzijn macht van de levenskrachtNeen ik persoonlijk vind dat Esmoreit ondanks zijn misschien dieperemoreele strekking en opzet het als waarlijk tènaïef bij Gloriant minof meer aflegt hoezeer ik het eerste stuk ook apprecieer als eenwaardevol overblijfsel van middeleeuwsche volkskunst En al geef ikoogenblikkelijk toe dat de fijne diepmenschelijke Lanseloet zeerveel zielvoller is dan Gloriant minder onderhoudend is dit laatste stukzeker niet Ik begrijp dan ook in geenen deele hoe Prof Dr J teWinkel in zijn Geschiedenis der Nederlandsche Letterkunde I3 totzijn blijkbaar niet zeer gunstig oordeel over het stuk gekomen is Profte Winkel die anders het sappige van onze oudnederlandsche kunst zoowèl weet te apprecieerenOp het verbazendaardige gegeven van het stuk wees ik boven al met eenenkel woord en ik zal er geen verdere beschouwingen aan wijden wijl ikbij ondervinding meen te weten dat een uitgelegde mop geen mop meer isen ik het er bovendien voor houd dat inleiders van litteratuurwerkendie zoovéél meenen te moeten uitleggen een weinighoogen dunk van deintelligentie van hun publiek aan den dag leggen Het is heusch geenheksentoer om het verloop van dit tooneelwerkje te volgen en wie hetzintuig voor de fijne humor ervan mistik beklaag hemdoch kan het hemmet geen redenatie van twintig vel druks bijbrengenVan de pittigheid van de dialoog een enkel voorbeeld Ook die zijoverigens den lezer te savoureeren overgelaten Lees eens hoe aardigen raak Gloriant in Tooneel I van het derde bedrijf als hij het tengevolge van het portret te pakken heeft door zijn oom Gheraert metzijn eigen woorden waarmee hij zoo kort te voren nog de vrouw en deliefde smaalde wordt vastgezetOok op iets anders zou ik in dit verband nog even de aandacht willenvestigen Als Gloriant de macht van de liefde heeft leeren voelen enhij deze geweldigste aller menschelijke aandoeningen verheerlijkt metgloedvolle woorden passages waar de dichter waarlijk een fiereschoonheid in zijn verzen bereikt vs 568 vlg vs 828 vlg dan isin deze alleenspraken opmerkelijk de vereenzelviging van de Liefde Godsen de menschelijke liefde caritas en amor Schóón is dezevereenzelviging in Gloriants woorden ongetwijfeld maar ongewoon in demiddeleeuwen waarin men deze beide soorten van liefde in den regelnogal goed uit elkaar hieldHoe aardig en psychologischraak ook de opzet van het stuk hoe vlot enpittig ook de dialoog de Gloriant zou geen waardig abel spel zijn enzou zeker een deel van zijn bekoorlijkheid missen als hij nietgelardeerd was met een tal van prachtige naïeveteiten De middeleeuwschetoeschouwers lezers en kunstenaars die bijv een Jeruzalemschehoogepriester in Katholiek bisschopsgewaad ten hoogste aannemelijkvonden stoorden zich niet aan een anachronisme of onmogelijkheid meerof minder en wijstoren er ons ook niet aan want aan de innerlijkewaarde van de Middeleeuwsche kunst doen zij geen afbreuk engrappigzijn ze vaak in hooge mate Zoo het blijkbaar geloof in Vrouw Venus bijden christen Gloriantzoo de Godenkraam waarbij de Sarraceenschedramatis personae om de andere seconde zweren Mamet en Mahoenverbasteringen van Mohammed die voor een afgod werd gehouden dat deMohammedanen monotheïsten waren drong tot onze Middeleeuwers niet doorApolijn Jupetijn en Tervogant die uit de klassieke mythologie zijngeïmporteerdzij zijn niet alleen in dit stuk het pantheon derSaracenenOok de bekeering van Florentijn tot het Christendom mag in dittheologisch verband worden gememoreerd Zij is een waardig pendant vandie van Esmoreit in het gelijknamige spel en is al evenweinigvoorbereid door behoorlijk godsdienstonderrichtOok Rogier is kostelijk die voor de gezelligheid van Gloriant enFlorentijn uit woede op zijn Heer Roedelioen en Mamet ten spijtChristen zegt te worden maar even later nog hartgrondig eenTervogantsche knoop er op legt vs 964 Hij is niet zoo dociel alsEsmoreit die onmiddellijk na,14
+Produced by Ted Garvin and the PG Online Distributed Proofreading TeamIllustration STREETS IN TIMGADFrom a photographANCIENT TOWNPLANNINGByF HAVERFIELDOxfordat The Clarendon Press1913OXFORD UNIVERSITY PRESSLondonEdinburghGlasgowNew YorkTorontoMelbourneBombayHUMPHREY MILFORDPublisher to the UniversityPREFACEThe following pages are an enlargement of a paper read to theUniversity of London as the Creighton Lecture for 1910 and alsosubmitted in part to the London Conference on Townplanning in thesame yearThe original lecture was written as a scholars contribution to amodern movement It looked on townplanning as one of those newmethods of social reform which stand in somewhat sharp contrast withthe usual aims of political parties and parliaments The latterconcern mainly the outward and public life of men as fellowcitizensin a state they involve such problems as Home Rule DisestablishmentProtection The newer ideals centre round the daily life of humanbeings in their domestic environment Men and womenor rather womenand menhave begun to demand that the health and housing and food andcomfort of mankind and much else that not long ago seemed to lieoutside the scope of legislation should be treated with as closeattention and logic and intelligence as any of the older and moreconventional problems of politicians They will not leave even thetubes of babies feedingbottles to an offhand opportunismAmong these newer efforts townplanning is one of the better knownMost of us now admit that if some scores of dwellings have to be runup for workingmen or cityclerksor even for University teachersin North Oxfordthey can and should be planned with regard to thehealth and convenience and occupations of their probable tenantsTownplanning has taken rank as an art it is sometimes styled ascience and University professorships are named after it in theLondon Conference of 1910 it got its _deductio in forum_ or atleast its first dance But it is still young and its possibilitiesundefined Its name is apt to be applied to all sorts ofbuildingschemes and little attempt is made to assign it any specificsense It is only slowly making its way towards the recognized methodand the recognized principles which even an art requires Here itseemed a student of ancient history might proffer parallels fromantiquity and especially from the Hellenistic and Roman ages whichsomewhat resemble the present day in their care for the wellbeing ofthe individualIn enlarging the lecture I have tried not only to preserve this pointof view but also to treat the subject in a manner useful to classicalscholars and historians The details of Greek and Roman townplanningare probably little known to many who study Greek and Roman life andthough they have often been incidentally discussed1 they have neverbeen collected The material however is plentiful and itilluminates vividly the character and meaning of that citylife whichin its different forms was a vital element in both the Greek and theRoman world Even our little towns of Silchester and Caerwent in RomanBritain become more intelligible by its aid The Roman student gainsperhaps more than the Hellenist from this inquiry since the ancientRoman builder planned more regularly and the modern Romanarchaeologist has dug more widely But admirable German excavations atPriene Miletus and elsewhere declare that much may be learnt aboutGreek towns and in Greek lands    1 For example by Beloch in his volume on the cities of    Campania by Schulten in various essays by Barthel in a recent    inquiry into Roman Africa and by others to be cited below Dr    J Stübben in his _Städtebau_ Darmstadt ed 2 1907 and Mr    Raymond Unwin in his _Town planning in practice_ London 1909    have given interesting notices and illustrations of the subject    for modern buildersThe task of collecting and examining these details is not easy Itneeds much local knowledge and many local books all of which are hardto come by Here as in most branches of Roman history we want aseries of special inquiries into the fortunes of individual Romantowns in Italy and the provinces carried out by men who combine twothings which seldom go together scientific and parochial knowledgeBut a body of evidence already waits to be used and though itsdiscussion may leadas it has led meinto topographical minutiaewhere completeness and certainty are too often unattainable and errorsare fatally easy my results may nevertheless contain some newsuggestions and may help some future workersI have avoided technical terms as far as I could and that not merelyin the interests of the general reader Such terms are too often bothugly and unnecessary When a foreign scholar writes of a Roman town asscamnirt or strigirt it is hard to avoid the feeling that thisis neither pleasant nor needful Perhaps it is not even accurate as Ishall point out below I have accordingly tried to make my text asplain as possible and to confine technicalities to the footnotesFHCONTENTS    LIST OF PLANS AND ILLUSTRATIONS    TABLE OF MEASURES 1 PRELIMINARY REMARKS ON ANCIENT TOWNPLANNING 2 GREEK TOWNPLANNING THE ORIGINS BABYLON 3 GREEK TOWNPLANNING FIRST EFFORTS 4 GREEK TOWNPLANNING THE MACEDONIAN AGE 5 ITALY THE ORIGINS 6 ITALY THE LATE REPUBLIC AND EMPIRE 7 ITALIAN TOWNS 8 ROMAN PROVINCIAL TOWNS I 9 ROMAN PROVINCIAL TOWNS II10 ROMAN BUILDING LAWS11 THE SEQUEL    APPENDIX TOWNPLANNING IN CHINA    INDEXLIST OF PLANS AND ILLUSTRATIONSFor precise references to sources see the various footnotes   STREETS IN TIMGAD From a photograph 1 BABYLON After Koldewey and others 2 PIRAEUS After Milchõfer 3 SELINUS After Cavallari and Hulot and Fougères 4 CYRENE After Smith and Porcher 1864 5 SOLUNTUM After Cavallari 1875 6 PRIENE GENERAL OUTLINE After Zippelius 7 PRIENE DETAILS OF A PART OF THE EXCAVATED AREA After the large        plan by Wiegand and Schrader 1904 8 PRIENE PANORAMA OF THE TOWN As restored by Zippelius 9 MILETUS After Wiegand 191110 GERASA After Schumacher11 TERRAMARA OF CASTELLAZZO DI FONTANELLATO After TE Peet12 MARZABOTTO After Brizio and Levi13 POMPEII After Mau 191014 MODENA From the plan of ZuccagniOrlandini 184415 TURIN Reduced from a plan published by the,0
+Produced by Janet Kegg and the Project Gutenberg Online DistributedProofreading TeamTHE CONGO AND COASTS OF AFRICAByRICHARD HARDING DAVIS FRGSAUTHOR OF SOLDIERS OF FORTUNE THE SCARLET CAR  WITH BOTH ARMIES IN SOUTH AFRICA FARCES  THE CUBAN AND PORTO RICAN CAMPAIGNSILLUSTRATIONS  FROM PHOTOGRAPHS BY THE AUTHOR  AND OTHERSCHARLES SCRIBNERS SONSNEW YORK1907 Illustration Frontispiece Mr Davis and Wood Boys of the CongoTOCECIL CLARK DAVISMY FELLOW VOYAGER ALONGTHE COASTS OF AFRICA   CONTENTS   I   THE COASTERS                3   II   MY BROTHERS KEEPER        32   III   THE CAPITAL OF THE CONGO   55   IV   AMERICANS IN THE CONGO     93   V   HUNTING THE HIPPO         118   VI   OLD CALABAR               142   VII   ALONG THE EAST COAST      176   ILLUSTRATIONS   MR DAVIS AND WOOD BOYS OF THE CONGO         _Frontispiece_   MRS DAVIS IN A BORROWED HAMMOCK THE LOCAL MEANS     OF TRANSPORT ON THE WEST COAST                           10   A WHITE BUILDING THAT BLAZED LIKE THE BASE OF A     WHITEWASHED STOVE AT WHITE HEAT                          22   THE MAMMY CHAIR IS LIKE THOSE SWINGS YOU SEE     IN PUBLIC PLAYGROUNDS                                    28   A VILLAGE ON THE KASAI RIVER                               42   TENANTS OF LEOPOLD WHO CLAIMS THAT THE CONGO     BELONGS TO HIM AND THAT THESE NATIVE PEOPLE     ARE THERE ONLY AS HIS TENANTS                            52   THE FACILITIES FOR LANDING AT BANANA THE PORT OF     ENTRY TO THE CONGO ARE LIMITED                          56   PRISONERS OF THE STATE IN CHAINS AT MATADI               60   BUSH BOYS IN THE PLAZA AT MATADI SEEKING SHADE             70   THE MONUMENT IN STANLEY PARK ERECTED NOT TO   STANLEY BUT TO LEOPOLD                                    82   THE _Deliverance_ THE RIVER RACED OVER THE DECK     TO A DEPTH OF FOUR OR FIVE INCHES BETWEEN     HER CABIN AND THE WOODPILE WERE STORED FIFTY     HUMAN BEINGS                                             86   THE NATIVE WIFE OF A _Chef de Poste_                       90   ENGLISH MISSIONARIES AND SOME OF THEIR CHARGES            98   THE LABORING MAN UPON WHOM THE AMERICAN CONCESSIONAIRES     MUST DEPEND                                             106   MR DAVIS AND NATIVE BOY ON THE KASAI RIVER            128   THE HIPPOPOTAMUS THAT DID NOT KNOW HE WAS DEAD            134   THE JESUIT BROTHERS AT THE WOMBALI MISSION                138   THERE IN THE SURF WE FOUND THESE TONS OF MAHOGANY     POUNDING AGAINST EACH OTHER                             152   A LOG OF MAHOGANY JAMMED IN THE ANCHOR CHAINS             156   THE PALACE OF THE KING OF THE CAMEROONS                   160   THE HOME OF THE THIRTY QUEENS OF KING MANGO BELL,4
+Produced by Ted Garvin Barbara Tozier and the PG Online DistributedProofreading TeamBOOKS AND HABITS_from the lectures of_LAFCADIO HEARN_Selected and Edited with an Introduction by_JOHN ERSKINE_Professor of English Columbia University_1922London William Heinemann    Transcribers note Contents moved to precede the IntroductionCONTENTS       INTRODUCTION    I  THE INSUPERABLE DIFFICULTY   II  ON LOVE IN ENGLISH POETRY  III  THE IDEAL WOMAN IN ENGLISH POETRY   IV  NOTE UPON THE SHORTEST FORMS OF ENGLISH POETRY    V  SOME FOREIGN POEMS ON JAPANESE SUBJECTS   VI  THE BIBLE IN ENGLISH LITERATURE  VII  THE HAVAMAL VIII  BEYOND MAN   IX  THE NEW ETHICS    X  SOME POEMS ABOUT INSECTS   XI  SOME FRENCH POEMS ABOUT INSECTS  XII  NOTE ON THE INFLUENCE OF FINNISH POETRY IN ENGLISH LITERATURE XIII  THE MOST BEAUTIFUL ROMANCE OF THE MIDDLE AGES  XIV  IONICA   XV  OLD GREEK FRAGMENTS       INDEXINTRODUCTIONThese chapters for the most part are reprinted from Lafcadio HearnsInterpretations of Literature 1915 from his Life and Literature1916 and from his Appreciations of Poetry 1917 Three chapters appearhere for the first time They are all taken from the student notes ofHearns lectures at the University of Tokyo 18961902 sufficientlydescribed in the earlier volumes just mentioned They are now published inthis regrouping in response to a demand for a further selection of thelectures in a less expensive volume and with emphasis upon those paperswhich illustrate Hearns extraordinary ability to interpret the exotic inlife and in booksIt should be remembered that these lectures were delivered to Japanesestudents and that Hearns purpose was not only to impart the informationabout Western literature usually to be found in our histories andtextbooks but much more to explain to the Oriental mind thosepeculiarities of our civilization which might be hard to understand on thefurther side of the Pacific Ocean The lectures are therefore unique inthat they are the first large attempt by a Western critic to interpret usto the East That we shall be deeply concerned in the near future tocontinue this interpretation on an even larger scale no one of us doubtsWe wish we might hope for another genius like Hearn to carry on the workThe merit of the chapters printed or reprinted in the present volume seemsto me their power to teach us to imagine our familiar traditions asforeign and exotic in the eyes of other peoples We are accustomed likeevery one else to think of our literature as the final product of otherliteraturesas a terminal in itself rather than as a channel throughwhich great potentialities might flow Like other men we are accustomedto think of ourselves as native under all circumstances and of otherpeople at all times as foreign While we were staying in their countrydid we not think of the French as foreigners In these chapters notoriginally intended for us we have the piquant and salutary experience ofseeing what we look like on at least one occasion when we are theforeigners we catch at least a glimpse of what to the Orient seems exoticin us and it does us no harm to observe that the peculiarly Westernaspects of our culture are not selfjustifying nor always justifiable whenlooked at through eyes not already disposed in their favour Hearn was oneof the most loyal advocates the West could possibly have sent to the Eastbut he was an honest artist and he never tried to improve his case bytrimming a fact His interpretation of us therefore touches oursensitiveness in regionsand in a degreewhich perhaps his Japanesestudents were unconscious of we too marvel as well as they at his skillin explaining but we are sensitive to what he found necessary to explainWe read less for the explanation than for the inventory of ourselvesAny interpretation of life which looks closely to the facts will probablyincrease our sense of mystery and of strangeness in common things If onthe other hand it is a theory of experience which chiefly interests us wemay divert our attention somewhat from the experience to the theoryleaving the world as humdrum as it was before we explained it In thatcase we must seek the exotic in remote places and in exceptionalconditions if we are to observe it at all But Lafcadio Hearn cultivatedin himself and taught his students to cultivate a quick alertness to thosequalities of life to which we are usually dulled by habit Education as heconceived of it had for its purpose what Pater says is the end ofphilosophy to rouse the human spirit to startle it into sharp and eagerobservation It is a sign that dulness is already spreading in us if wemust go far afield for the stimulating the wondrous the miraculous Thegrowing sensitiveness of a sound education would help us to distinguishthese qualities of romance in the very heart of our daily life To have sodistinguished them is in my opinion the felicity of Hearn in thesechapters When he was writing of Japan for European or American readerswe caught easily enough the exotic atmosphere of the islandkingdomeasily enough since it was the essence of a world far removedfrom ours The exotic note is quite as strong in these chapters We shallbegin to appreciate Hearns genius when we reflect that here he finds forus the exotic in ourselvesThe first three chapters deal from different standpoints with the samesubjectthe characteristic of Western civilization which to the East ismost puzzling our attitude toward women Hearn attempted in other essaysalso to do full justice to this fascinating theme but these illustrationsare typical of his method To the Oriental it is strange to discover acivilization in which the love of husband and wife altogether supersedesthe love of children for their parents yet this is the civilization hewill meet in English and in most Western literatures He can understandthe love of individual women as we understand the love of individual menbut he will not,0
+Produced by Jeroen Hellingman and the PG Distributed ProofreadersTeam from scans kindly made available by the University of Michigan                       Philippine Studies                               I               A Little Book of Filipino Riddles                      Collected and Edited                               by                        Frederick Starr                         World Book Co                       Yonkers New York                              1909                Copyrighted 1909 by Frederick Starr                The Torch Press Cedar Rapids Iowa                      This Little Book of                        Filipino Riddles                        Is Dedicated To                        Gelacio Caburian                       Casimiro Verceles                         Rufino Dungan                               of                      Agoo Union ProvinceINTRODUCTIONAlthough I had already inquired for them from Ilocano boys my firstactual knowledge of Filipino riddles was due to Mr George T ShoensAmerican teacher among the Bisayans He had made a collection of somefifty Bisayan riddles and presented a brief paper regarding them atthe Anthropological Conference held at Baguio under my direction onMay 1214 1908 My own collection was begun among Ilocano of UnionProvince from whom about two hundred examples were secured Otherswere later secured from Pangasinan Gaddang Pampangan Bisayan andTagal sources My informants have chiefly been schoolboys who spokea little English they wrote the text of riddle and answer in theirnative tongue and then we went over them carefully together to makean English translation and to get at the meaning Many Filipinosknow how to read and write their native language although few havehad actual instruction in doing so There is no question that errorsand inconsistencies exist in the spelling of these riddles due tothis lack of instruction and to the fact that the texts have beenwritten by many different persons I am myself not acquainted withany Malay language I have tried to secure uniformity in spellingwithin the limits of each language but have no doubt overlooked manyinconsistencies The indulgence of competent critics is asked It hasbeen our intention throughout to adhere to the _old_ orthography Thusthe initial _qu_ and the final _ao_ have been preferredThe _word_ for riddle varies with the population In Ilocano it is_burburtia_ in Pangasinan _boniqueo_ in Tagal _bugtong_ in Gaddang in Pampangan _bugtong_ in Bisayan _tugmahanon_Riddles are common to all mankind They delighted the old Aryans andthe ancient Greeks as they do the modern Hindu and the Bantu peoplesof darkest Africa Many writers have defined the riddle Friedreichin his _Geschichte des Räthsels_ says The riddle is an indirectpresentation of an unknown object in order that the ingenuity of thehearer or reader may be exercised in finding it out Wolf has giventhe following definition the riddle is a play of wit which endeavorsto so present an object by stating its characteristic features andpeculiarities as to adequately call it before the mind withouthowever actually naming itThe riddles of various Oriental peoples have already been collectedand more or less adequately discussed by authors Hebrew riddlesoccur in the Bible the best known certainly being Samsons    Out of the eater came forth meat    And out of the strong came forth sweetnessArabic riddles are many and have been considerably studied Persianriddles are well known of Indian riddles at least one collectionhas been printed separately under the name _Lakshminatha upasaru_a series of Kolarian riddles from Chota Nagpur has been printed asalso an interesting article upon Behar riddles Sanskrit riddles arenumerous and have called for some attention from scholars a few Gypsyriddles are known two recent papers deal with Corean riddles We knowof but two references to Malayan riddles one is Rizal _Specimensof Tagal FolkLore_ the other is Sibrees paper upon the _OratorySongs Legends and FolkTales of the Malagasy_ This is no doubtan incomplete bibliography,0
+Produced by Rick Niles Karina Aleksandrova and the PG OnlineDistributed Proofreading TeamTHE STREET CALLED STRAIGHTA NOVELBYBASIL KINGAUTHOR OFTHE INNER SHRINE THE WILD OLIVE ETCILLUSTRATED BYORSON LOWELLNEW YORKGROSSET  DUNLAPPUBLISHERSPublished by Arrangement with Harper  Brothers1911 1912PRINTED IN THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICAPUBLISHED MAY 1912     _By the Street Called Straight we come to the House called     Beautiful_     New England SayingTHE STREET CALLED STRAIGHTIAs a matter of fact Davenant was under no illusions concerning thequality of the welcome his hostess was according him though he found acertain pleasure in being once more in her company It was not a keenpleasure but neither was it an embarrassing one it was exactly what hesupposed it would be in case they ever met againa blending on his partof curiosity admiration and reminiscent suffering out of which timeand experience had taken the sting He retained the memory of a minuteof intense astonishment once upon a time followed by some weeks somemonths perhaps of angry humiliation but the years between twentyfourand thirtythree are long and varied generating in healthy naturesplenty of saving common sense Work travel and a widened knowledge ofmen and manners had so ripened Davenants mind that he was able to seehis proposal now as Miss Guion must have seen it then as something soincongruous and absurd as not only to need no consideration but to callfor no reply Nevertheless it was the refusal on her part of a replyof the mere laconic No which was all that in his heart of hearts hehad ever expected that rankled in him longest but even thatmortification had passed as far as he knew into the limbo of extinctregrets For her present superb air of having no recollection of hisblunder he had nothing but commendation It was as becoming to thespirited grace of its wearer as a royal mantle to a queen Carrying itas she did with an easy preoccupied affability that enabled her tolook round him and over him and through him to greet him and conversewith him without seeming positively to take in the fact of hisexistence he was permitted to suppose the incident of their previousacquaintance once so vital to himself to have been forgotten If thiswere so it would be nothing very strange since a woman oftwentyseven who has had much social experience may be permitted tolose sight of the more negligible of the conquests she has made as agirl of eighteen She had asked him to dinner and placed him honorablyat her right but words could not have made it plainer than it was thathe was but an accident to the occasionHe was there in short because he was staying with Mr and Mrs TempleAfter a two years absence from New England he had arrived in Wavertonthat day Oh bother bring him along had been the formula in whichMiss Guion had conveyed his invitation the dinner being but aninformal neighborly affair Two or three wedding gifts having arrivedfrom various quarters of the world it was natural that Miss Guionshould want to show them confidentially to her dear friend and distantrelative Drusilla Fane Mrs Fane had every right to this privilegedinspection since she had not only timed her yearly visit to herparents Mr and Mrs Temple so that it should synchronize with thewedding but had introduced Olivia to Colonel Ashley in the firstplace Indeed there had been a rumor at Southsea right up to the timeof Miss Guions visit to the pretty little house on the Marine Paradethat the colonels calls and attentions there had been not unconnectedwith Mrs Fane herself but rumor in British naval and military stationsis notoriously overactive especially in matters of the heart Certainit is however that when the fashionable London papers announced that amarriage had been arranged and would shortly take place betweenLieutenantColonel Rupert Ashley of the Sussex Rangers and of HeneagePlace Belvoir Leicestershire and Olivia Margaret only child of HenryGuion Esquire of Tory Hill Waverton near Boston MassachusettsUSA no one offered warmer congratulations than the lady in whosehouse the interesting pair had met There were people who ascribed thisattitude to the fact that being constitutionally game she refused tobetray her disappointment She had been awfully game they said whenpoor Gerald Fane also of the Sussex Rangers was cut off with entericat Peshawur But the general opinion was to the effect that not wantingRupert Ashley for some obscure feminine reason for herself she hadmagnanimously bestowed him elsewhere Around teatables and at churchparade it was said Americans do that with some comment on themethods of the transferOn every ground then Drusilla was entitled to this first look at thepresents some of which had come from Ashleys brother officers whowere consequently brother officers of the late Captain Fane so thatwhen she telephoned saying she was afraid that they her parents andherself couldnt come to dinner that evening because a former ward ofher fathersOlivia must remember Peter Davenantwas arriving to staywith them for a week or two Miss Guion had answered Oh bother bringhim along and the matter was arranged It was doubtful however thatshe knew him in advance to be the Peter Davenant who nine years earlierhad had the presumption to fall in love with her it was still moredoubtful after she had actually shaken hands with him and called him byname whether she paid him the tribute of any kind of recollection Thefact that she had seated him at her right in the place that wouldnaturally be accorded to Rodney Temple the scholarly director of theDepartment of Ceramics in the Harvard Gallery of Fine Arts made it lookas if she considered Davenant a total stranger In the fewconventionally gracious words she addressed to him her manner was thatof the hostess who receives a good many people in the course of a yeartoward the chance guest she had never seen before and expects never tosee againTwice round the world since you were last in Boston How interestingThen as if she had said enough for courtesy she continued across thelights,13
+Produced by Dagny and John Bickers                              TWO POETS                       Lost Illusions Part I                                  BY                           HONORE DE BALZAC                            Translated By                            Ellen MarriagePREPARERS NOTE  Two Poets is part one of a trilogy and begins the story of  Lucien his sister Eve and his friend David in the provincial  town of Angouleme Part two A Distinguished Provincial at  Paris is centered on Luciens Parisian life Part three Eve  and David reverts to the setting of Angouleme In many  references parts one and three are combined under the title  Lost Illusions and A Distinguished Provincial at Paris is given  its individual title Following this trilogy Luciens story  is continued in another book Scenes from a Courtesans Life                              TWO POETS                              DEDICATION  To Monsieur Victor Hugo  It was your birthright to be like a Rafael or a Pitt a great  poet at an age when other men are children it was your fate the  fate of Chateaubriand and of every man of genius to struggle  against jealousy skulking behind the columns of a newspaper or  crouching in the subterranean places of journalism For this  reason I desired that your victorious name should help to win a  victory for this work that I inscribe to you a work which if  some persons are to be believed is an act of courage as well as a  veracious history If there had been journalists in the time of  Moliere who can doubt but that they like marquises financiers  doctors and lawyers would have been within the province of the  writer of plays And why should Comedy _qui castigat ridendo  mores_ make an exception in favor of one power when the Parisian  press spares none I am happy monsieur in this opportunity of  subscribing myself your sincere admirer and friendDE BALZAC                              TWO POETSAt the time when this story opens the Stanhope press and theinkdistributing roller were not as yet in general use in smallprovincial printing establishments Even at Angouleme so closelyconnected through its papermills with the art of typography in Paristhe only machinery in use was the primitive wooden invention to whichthe language owes a figure of speechthe press groans was no mererhetorical expression in those days Leather inkballs were still usedin oldfashioned printing houses the pressman dabbed the ink by handon the characters and the movable table on which the form of type wasplaced in readiness for the sheet of paper being made of marbleliterally deserved its name of impressionstone Modern machineryhas swept all this oldworld mechanism into oblivion the wooden presswhich with all its imperfections turned out such beautiful work forthe Elzevirs Plantin Aldus and Didot is so completely forgottenthat something must be said as to the obsolete gear on whichJeromeNicolas Sechard set an almost superstitious affection for itplays a part in this chronicle of great small thingsSechard had been in his time a journeyman pressman a bear incompositors slang The continued pacing to and fro of the pressmanfrom inktable to press from press to inktable no doubt suggestedthe nickname The bears however make matters even by calling thecompositors monkeys on account of the nimble industry displayed bythose gentlemen in picking out the type from the hundred and fiftytwocompartments of the casesIn the disastrous year 1793 Sechard being fifty years old and amarried man escaped the great Requisition which swept the bulk ofFrench workmen into the army The old pressman was the only hand leftin the printinghouse and when the master otherwise the gafferdied leaving a widow but no children the business seemed to be onthe verge of extinction for the solitary bear was quite incapableof the feat of transformation into a monkey and in his quality ofpressman had never learned to read or write Just then however aRepresentative of the People being in a mighty hurry to publish theDecrees of the Convention bestowed a master printers license onSechard and requisitioned the establishment Citizen Sechard acceptedthe dangerous patent bought the business of his masters widow withhis wifes savings and took over the plant at half its value But hewas not even at the beginning He was bound to print the Decrees ofthe Republic without mistakes and without delayIn this strait JeromeNicolas Sechard had the luck to discover a nobleMarseillais who had no mind to emigrate and lose his lands nor yet toshow himself openly and lose his head and consequently was fain toearn a living by some lawful industry A bargain was struck,3
+Produced by Jonathan Ingram Robert Ledger and the PG OnlineDistributed Proofreading TeamGODS AND FIGHTING MENTHE STORY OF THE TUATHA DE DANAANAND OF THE FIANNA OF IRELANDARRANGED AND PUT INTO ENGLISH BY LADY GREGORYWITH A PREFACE BY WB YEATS1905DEDICATION TO THE MEMBERS OF THE IRISH LITERARY SOCIETY OF NEW YORKMy Friends those I know and those I do not know I am glad in the yearof the birth of your Society to have this book to offer youIt has given great courage to many workers hereworking to build upbroken wallsto know you have such friendly thoughts of them in yourminds A few of you have already come to see us and we begin to hopethat one day the steamers across the Atlantic will not go out full butcome back full until some of you find your real home is here and sayas some of us say like Finn to the woman of enchantmentsIllustration Irish GaelicWe would not give up our own countryIrelandif we were to get thewhole world as an estate and the Country of the Young along with itAUGUSTA GREGORYPREFACEIA few months ago I was on the bare Hill of Allen wide Almhuin ofLeinster where Finn and the Fianna lived according to the storiesalthough there are no earthen mounds there like those that mark thesites of old buildings on so many hills A hot sun beat down uponflowering gorse and flowerless heather and on every side except theeast where there were green trees and distant hills one saw a levelhorizon and brown boglands with a few green places and here and therethe glitter of water One could imagine that had it been twilight andnot early afternoon and had there been vapours drifting and frothingwhere there were now but shadows of clouds it would have set stirringin one as few places even in Ireland can a thought that is peculiar toCeltic romance as I think a thought of a mystery coming not as withGothic nations out of the pressure of darkness but out of great spacesand windy light The hill of Teamhair or Tara as it is now calledwith its green mounds and its partly wooded sides and its more gradualslope set among fat grazing lands with great trees in the hedgerowshad brought before one imaginations not of heroes who were in theiryouth for hundreds of years or of women who came to them in thelikeness of hunted fawns but of kings that lived brief and politiclives and of the five white roads that carried their armies to thelesser kingdoms of Ireland or brought to the great fair that had givenTeamhair its sovereignty all that sought justice or pleasure or hadgoods to barterIIIt is certain that we must not confuse these kings as did the mediævalchroniclers with those halfdivine kings of Almhuin The chroniclersperhaps because they loved tradition too well to cast out utterly muchthat they dreaded as Christians and perhaps because popular imaginationhad begun the mixture have mixed one with another ingeniously makingFinn the head of a kind of Militia under Cormac MacArt who is supposedto have reigned at Teamhair in the second century and making Graniawho travels to enchanted houses under the cloak of Angus god of Loveand keeps her troubling beauty longer than did Helen hers Cormacsdaughter and giving the stories of the Fianna although the impossiblehas thrust its proud finger into them all a curious air of precisehistory It is only when one separates the stories from that mediævalpedantry as in this book that one recognises one of the oldest worldsthat man has imagined an older world certainly than one finds in thestories of Cuchulain who lived according to the chroniclers about thetime of the birth of Christ They are far better known and one may becertain of the antiquity of incidents that are known in one form oranother to every Gaelicspeaking countryman in Ireland or in theHighlands of Scotland Sometimes a labourer digging near to a cromlechor Bed of Diarmuid and Crania as it is called will tell one a traditionthat seems older and more barbaric than any description of theiradventures or of themselves in written text or story that has taken formin the mouths of professed storytellers Finn and the Fianna foundwelcome among the court poets later than did Cuchulain and one findsmemories of Danish invasions and standing armies mixed with theimaginations of hunters and solitary fighters among great woods Onenever hears of Cuchulain delighting in the hunt or in woodland thingsand one imagines that the storyteller would have thought it unworthy inso great a man who lived a wellordered elaborate life and had hischariot and his chariotdriver and his barleyfed horses to delight inIf he is in the woods before dawn one is not told that he cannot knowthe leaves of the hazel from the leaves of the oak and when Emerlaments him no wild creature comes into her thoughts but the cuckoo thatcries over cultivated fields His story must have come out of a timewhen the wild wood was giving way to pasture and tillage and men had nolonger a reason to consider every cry of the birds or change of thenight Finn who was always in the woods whose battles were but hoursamid years of hunting delighted in the cackling of ducks from the Lakeof the Three Narrows the scolding talk of the blackbird of Doire anCairn the bellowing of the ox from the Valley of the Berries thewhistle of the eagle from the Valley of Victories or from the roughbranches of the Ridge of the Stream the grouse of the heather ofCruachan the call of the otter of Druim re Coir When sorrow comesupon the queens of the stories they have sympathy for the wild birdsand beasts that are like themselves Credhe wife of Cael came with theothers and went looking through the bodies for her comely comrade andcrying as she went And as she was searching she saw a crane of themeadows and her two nestlings and the cunning beast the fox watchingthe nestlings and when the crane covered one,44
+Produced by Sherry Hamby Ted Garvin Cori Samuel and the PG OnlineDistributed Proofreading TeamIllustration MARY ERSKINES FARMMARY ERSKINEA Franconia StoryBY THE AUTHOR OF THE ROLLO BOOKSNEW YORK HARPER  BROTHERS PUBLISHERS FRANKLIN SQUAREEntered according to Act of Congress in the year 1850 by HARPER BROTHERS In the Clerks Office for the Southern District of New YorkPREFACEThe development of the moral sentiments in the human heart in earlylifeand every thing in fact which relates to the formation ofcharacteris determined in a far greater degree by sympathy andby the influence of example than by formal precepts and didacticinstruction If a boy hears his father speaking kindly to a robin inthe springwelcoming its coming and offering it foodthere arisesat once in his own mind a feeling of kindness toward the birdand toward all the animal creation which is produced by a sort ofsympathetic action a power somewhat similar to what in physicalphilosophy is called _induction_ On the other hand if thefather instead of feeding the bird goes eagerly for a gun in orderthat he may shoot it the boy will sympathize in that desire andgrowing up under such an influence there will be gradually formedwithin him through the mysterious tendency of the youthful heart tovibrate in unison with hearts that are near a disposition to kill anddestroy all helpless beings that come within his power There is noneed of any formal instruction in either case Of a thousand childrenbrought up under the former of the abovedescribed influences nearlyevery one when he sees a bird will wish to go and get crumbs to feedit while in the latter case nearly every one will just as certainlylook for a stone Thus the growing up in the right atmosphere ratherthan the receiving of the right instruction is the condition whichit is most important to secure in plans for forming the characters ofchildrenIt is in accordance with this philosophy that these stories thoughwritten mainly with a view to their moral influence on the hearts anddispositions of the readers contain very little formal exhortationand instruction They present quiet and peaceful pictures of happydomestic life portraying generally such conduct and expressing suchsentiments and feelings as it is desirable to exhibit and express inthe presence of childrenThe books however will be found perhaps after all to be usefulmainly in entertaining and amusing the youthful readers who may perusethem as the writing of them has been the amusement and recreation ofthe author in the intervals of more serious pursuitsCONTENTSCHAPTERIJEMMYIITHE BRIDEIIIMARY ERSKINES VISITORSIVCALAMITYVCONSULTATIONSVIMARY BELL IN THE WOODSVIIHOUSEKEEPINGVIIITHE SCHOOLIXGOOD MANAGEMENTXTHE VISIT TO MARY ERSKINESENGRAVINGSMARY ERSKINES FARMFRONTISPIECECATCHING THE HORSETHE LOG HOUSEMARY BELL AT THE BROOKTHE WIDOW AND THE FATHERLESSMRS BELLMARY BELL AND QUEEN BESSMARY BELL GETTING BREAKFASTTHE SCHOOLGOING TO COURTTHE STRAWBERRY PARTYTHE FRANCONIA STORIESORDER OF THE VOLUMESMALLEVILLEWALLACEMARY ERSKINEMARY BELLBEECHNUTRODOLPHUSELLEN LINNSTUYVESANTCAROLINEAGNESSCENE OF THE STORYThe country in the vicinity of Franconia at the NorthPRINCIPAL PERSONSMARY ERSKINEALBERTPHONNY and MALLEVILLE cousins residing at the house of PhonnysmotherMRS HENRY Phonnys motherANTONIO BLANCHINETTE a French boy residing at Mrs Henrys commonlycalled BeechnutMRS BELL a widow lady living in the vicinity of Mrs HenrysMARY BELL her daughterMARY ERSKINECHAPTER IJEMMYMalleville and her cousin Phonny generally played together atFranconia a great part of the day and at night they slept in twoseparate recesses which opened out of the same room These recesseswere deep and large and they were divided from the room by curtainsso that they formed as it were separate chambers and yet the childrencould speak to each other from them in the morning before they got upsince the curtains did not intercept the sound of their voices Theymight have talked in the same manner at night after they had gone tobed but this was against Mrs Henrys rulesOne morning Malleville after lying awake a few minutes listening tothe birds that were singing in the yard and wishing that the windowwas open so that she could hear them more distinctly heard Phonnysvoice calling to herMalleville said he are you awakeYes said Malleville are youYes said Phonny Im awakebut what a cold morning it isIt was indeed a cold morning or at least a very _cool_ oneThis was somewhat remarkable as it was in the month of June But thecountry about Franconia was cold in winter and cool in summer Phonnyand Malleville rose and dressed themselves and then went down stairsThey hoped to find a fire in the sittingroom but there was noneHow sorry I am said Phonny But hark I hear a roaringYes said Malleville it is the oven they are going to bakeThe back of the oven was so near to the partition wall which formedone side of the sittingroom that the sound of the fire could beheard through it The mouth of the oven however opened intoanother small room connected with the kitchen which was called thebakingroom The children went out into the bakingroom to warmthemselves by the oven fireI am very glad that it is a cool day said Phonny for perhapsmother will let us go to Mary Erskines Should not you like to goYes said Malleville very much Where is itThe readers who have perused the preceding volumes of this serieswill have observed that Mary Bell who lived with her mother in thepleasant little farmhouse at a short distance from the village wasalways called by her full name Mary Bell and not ever or scarcelyever merely Mary People had acquired the habit of speaking of her inthis way in order to distinguish her from another Mary who lived withMrs Bell for several years This other Mary was Mary Erskine MaryErskine did not live now at Mrs Bells but at another house whichwas situated nearly two miles from Mrs Henrys and the way to itwas by a very wild and unfrequented road The children were frequentlyaccustomed to go and make Mary Erskine a visit but it was so long awalk that Mrs Henry never allowed them to go unless on a very cooldayAt breakfast that morning Phonny asked his mother if that would not bea good day for them to go and see Mary Erskine Mrs Henry said thatit,0
+Produced by Jonathan Ingram Ripley and the PG Online DistributedProofreading TeamGreat WritersEDITED BYERIC ROBERTSON AND FRANK T MARZIALSLIFE OF BROWNINGFOR FULL LIST OF THE VOLUMES IN THIS SERIES SEE CATALOGUE AT END OF BOOKLIFEOFROBERT BROWNINGBYWILLIAM SHARPLONDONWALTER SCOTT LIMITEDPATERNOSTER SQUARE1897CONTENTSCHAPTER ILondon Robert Brownings birthplace his immediate predecessors andcontemporaries in literature art and music born May 7th 1812 originof the Browning family assertions as to its Semitic connectionapparently groundless the poet a putative descendant of the CaptainMicaiah Browning mentioned by Macaulay Robert Brownings mother ofScottish and German origin his father a man of exceptional powersartist poet critic student Mr Brownings opinion of his sonswritings the home in Camberwell Robert Brownings childhoodconcerning his optimism his fondness for Carravaggios Andromeda andPerseus his poetic precocity origin of The Flight of the Duchesswrites Byronic verse is sent to school at Peckham his holidayafternoons sees London by night from Herne Hill the significance ofthe spectacle to him Page 11CHAPTER IIHe wishes to be a poet writes in the style of Byron and Pope theDeath of Harold his poems written when twelve years old shown toMiss Flower the Rev WJ Foxs criticisms on them he comes acrossShelleys Dæmon of the World Mrs Browning procures Shelleys poemsalso those of Keats for her son the perusal of these volumes provesan important event in his poetic development he leaves school whenfourteen years old and studies at home under a tutor attends a fewlectures at University College 182930 chooses his career at the ageof twenty earliest record of his utterances concerning his youthfullife printed in _Century Magazine_ 1881 he plans a series ofmonodramatic epics Brownings lifework collectively one monodramaticepic Shaksperes and Brownings methods compared Browning writesPauline in 1832 his own criticism on it his parents opinions hisaunts generous gift the poem published in January 1833 description ofthe poem written under the inspiring stimulus of Shelley itsautopsychical significance its importance to the student of the poetsworks quotations from Pauline Page 29CHAPTER IIIThe public reception of Pauline criticisms thereupon Mr Foxsnotice in the _Monthly Repository_ and its results Dante GabrielRossetti reads Pauline and writes to the author Brownings referenceto Tennysons reading of Maud in 1855 Browning frequents literarysociety reads at the British Museum makes the acquaintance of CharlesDickens and Ion Talfourd a volume of poems by Tennyson publishedsimultaneously with Pauline in 1833 he commences his travels goes toRussia the sole record of his experiences there to be found in the poemIvàn Ivànovitch published in _Dramatic Idyls_ 1879 his acquaintancewith Mazzini Browning goes to Italy visits Asolo whence he drew hintsfor Sordello and Pippa Passes in 1834 he returns to Camberwell inautumn of 1834 and winter of 1835 commences Sordello writesParacelsus and one or two short poems his love for Venice a newvoice audible in Johannes Agricola and Porphyria Paracelsuspublished in 1835 his own explanation of it his love of walking in thedark some of Paracelsus and of Strafford composed in a wood nearDulwich concerning Paracelsus and Brownings sympathy with thescientific spirit description and scope of the poem quotationstherefrom estimate of the work and its four lyrics Page 49CHAPTER IVCriticisms upon Paracelsus important one written by John ForsterBrowning meets Macready at the house of Mr Fox personal description ofthe poet Macreadys opinion of the poem Browning spends New YearsDay 1836 at the house of the tragedian and meets John ForsterMacready urges him to write a play his subsequent interview with thetragedian he plans a drama to be entitled Narses meets Wordsworthand Walter Savage Landor at a supper party when the young poet istoasted and Macready again proposes that Browning should write a playfrom which arose the idea of Strafford his acquaintance withWordsworth and Landor MS of Strafford accepted its performance atCovent Garden Theatre on the 26th May 1837 runs for five nights theauthors comments the drama issued by Messrs Longman  Co theperformance in 1886 estimate of Strafford Brownings dramascomparison between the Elizabethan and Victorian dramatic erasBrownings souldepictive faculty his dramatic method estimate of hisdramas Landors acknowledgment of the dedication to him of LuriaPage 73CHAPTER VProfundity and Simplicity the faculty of wonder Brownings firstconception of Pippa Passes his residence in London his countrywalks his ways and habits and his heartepisodes debates whether tobecome a clergyman is Pippa Passes a drama estimate of the poemBrownings rambles on Wimbledon Common and in Dulwich Wood where hecomposed his lines upon Shelley asserts there is romance in Camberwellas well as in Italy Sordello the charge of obscurity againstSordello the nature and intention of the poem quotations therefromanecdote about Douglas Jerrold Tennysons Carlyles and M OdysseBarots opinions on Sordello enigmatic poetry in 1863 Browningcontemplated the rewriting of Sordello dedication to the Frenchcritic Milsand Page 93CHAPTER VIBrownings three great dramatic poems The Ring and the Book hisfinest work its uniqueness Carlyles criticism of it Poetry _versus_TourdeForce The Ring and the Book begun in 1866 analysis of thepoem kinship of The Ring and the Book and Aurora Leigh explanationof title the idea taken from a parchment volume Browning picked up inFlorence the poem planned at Casa Guidi O Lyric Love etcdescription and analysis of The Ring and the Book with quotationscompared as a poem with The Inn Album Pauline Asolando Men andWomen etc imaginary volumes to be entitled Transcripts from Lifeand Flowers o the Vine Brownings greatest period Browningsprimary importance Page 113CHAPTER VIIEarly life of Elizabeth Barrett Browning born in 1820 the chief sorrowof her life the Barrett family settle in London The Cry of theChildren and its origin Miss Barretts friends effect on her ofBrownings poetry she makes Brownings acquaintance in 1846 her earlybelief in him as a poet her physical delicacy and her sensitiveness offeeling personal appearance of Robert Browning his electric handElizabeth Barrett discerns his personal worth and is susceptible to thestrong humanity of Brownings song Mr Barretts jealousy theirengagement Miss Barretts acquaintance with Mrs Jameson quietmarriage in 1846 Mr Barretts resentment the Brownings go to Paristhence to Italy with Mrs Jameson Wordsworths comments residence inPisa Sonnets from the Portuguese in the spring they go to Florencethence to Ancona where The Guardian Angel was written Casa GuidiWW Storys account,35
+Produced by Ted Garvin Thomas Amrhein and the PG Online DistributedProofreading TeamTHE FUNCTION OF THE POETAND OTHER ESSAYSBY JAMES RUSSELL LOWELLCOLLECTED AND EDITED BYALBERT MORDELLKENNIKAT PRESS INCPORT WASHINGTON NYTHE FUNCTION OF THE POET1920 by Houghton Mifflin CompanyReissued in 1967 by Kennikat PressPREFACEThe Centenary Celebration of James Russell Lowell last year showed thathe has become more esteemed as a critic and essayist than as a poetLowell himself felt that his true calling was in critical work ratherthan in poetry and he wrote very little verse in the latter part of hislife He was somewhat chagrined that the poetic flame of his youth didnot continue to glow but he resigned himself to his fate neverthelessit should be remembered that The Vision of Sir Launfal The BiglowPapers and The Commemoration Ode are enough to make the reputationof any poetThe present volume sustains Lowells right to be considered one of thegreat American critics The literary merit of some of the essays hereinis in many respects nowise inferior to that in some of the volumes hecollected himself The articles are all exquisitely and carefullywritten and the style of even the book reviews displays that qualityfound in his best writings which Ferris Greenslet has appropriatelydescribed as savory That such a quantity of good literature by soable a writer as Lowell should have been allowed to repose buried in thefiles of old magazines so long is rather unfortunate The fact thatLowell did not collect them is a tribute to his modesty a tribute allthe more worthy in these days when some writers of ephemeral reviews onephemeral books think it their duty to collect their opinions in bookformThe essays herein represent the matured author as they were written inthe latter part of his life between his thirtysixth and fiftyseventhyears The only early essay is the one on Poe It appeared in _GrahamsMagazine_ for February 1845 and was reprinted by Griswold in hisedition of Poe It has also been reprinted in later editions of Poe buthas never been included in any of Lowells works This was no doubt dueto the slight break in the relations between Poe and Lowell due toPoes usual accusations of plagiarism The essay still remains one ofthe best on Poe ever writtenThough Lowell became in later life quite conservative and academic itshould not be thought that these essays show no sympathy with liberalideas He was also appreciative of the first works of new writers andhad good and prophetic insight His favorable reviews of the first worksof Howells and James and the subsequent career of these two menindicate the sureness of Lowells critical mind Many readers willenjoy in these days of the ouija board and messages from the dead theraps at spiritualism here and there Moreover there is a passage in thefirst essay showing that Lowell before Freud understood thepsychoanalytic theory of genius in its connection with childhoodmemories The passage follows Lowells narration of the story of littleMontagueNone of the essays in this volume has appeared in book form except a fewfragments from some of the opening five essays which were reported fromLowells lectures in the _Boston Advertiser_ in 1855 and wereprivately printed some years ago Charles Eliot Norton performed aservice to the world when he published in the _Century Magazine_ in 1893and 1894 some lectures from Lowells manuscripts These lectures are nowcollected and form the first five essays in this book I have alsoretained Professor Nortons introductions and notes Attention is calledto his remark that The Function of the Poet is not unworthy to standwith Sidneys and Shelleys essays on poetryThe rest of the essays in this volume appeared in Lowells lifetime inthe _Atlantic Monthly_ the _North American Review_ and the _Nation_They were all anonymous but are assigned to Lowell by George WillisCooke in his Bibliography of James Russell Lowell Lowell was editorof the _Atlantic_ from the time of its founding in 1857 to May 1861 Hewas editor of the _North American Review_ from January 1864 to thetime he left for Europe in 1872 With one exception that on Poetry andNationalism which formed the greater part of a review of the poems ofHowellss friend Piatt all the articles from these two magazinesreprinted in this volume appeared during Lowells editorship Thesearticles include reviews of poems by his friends Longfellow andWhittier And in his review of The Courtship of Miles Standish Lowellmakes effective use of his scholarship to introduce a lengthy andinteresting discourse on the dactylic hexameterWhile we are on the subject of the New England poets a word about thepresent misunderstanding and tendency to underrate them may not be outof place Because it is growing to be the consensus of opinion that thetwo greatest poets America has produced are Whitman and Poe it does notfollow that the NewEnglanders must be relegated to the scrapheap Nordo I see any inconsistency in a man whose taste permits him to enjoyboth the free verse and unpuritanic if I may coin a word poems ofMasters and Sandburg and also Whittiers SnowBound and LongfellowsCourtship of Miles Standish Though these poems are not profoundthere is something of the universal in them They have pleasantschoolday memories for all of us and will no doubt have such for ourchildrenLowells cosmopolitan tastes may be seen in his essays on men sodifferent as Thackeray Swift and Plutarch Hardly any one knows thathe even wrote about these authors Lowell preferred Thackeray toDickens a judgment in which many people today no longer agree withhim As a young man he hated Swift but he gives us a sane study of himThe review of Plutarchs Essays edited by Goodwin with anintroduction by Emerson is also of interestThe last essay in the volume on A Plea for Freedom from Speech andFigures of SpeechMakers shows Lowells satirical powers at their bestFerris Greenslet tells us in his book on Lowell that the Philip Vandalwhose eloquence Lowell ridicules is Wendell Phillips The essay givesLowells humorous comments on various matters especially oncontemporary types of orators reformers and heroes It representsLowell as he is most known to us the Lowell who is always ready withfun and,3
+Produced by Steven Gibbs and the PG Online Distributed Proofreading TeamTHE FOREST OF VAZON_A GUERNSEY LEGEND OF THE EIGHTH CENTURY_LondonHARRISON  SONS 59 PALL MALLBooksellers to the Queen and HRH the Prince of Wales1889PREFACENothing authentic is known of the history of Guernsey previously to itsannexation to the Duchy of Normandy in the tenth century The onlysources of information as to events which may have occurred before thatdate are references in monkish chronicles of the usual semimythicaltype and indications conveyed by cromlechs and menhirs fragments ofCeltic instruments and pottery and a few Roman relics It isunfortunate that we are thus precluded from acquiring any knowledge ofthe development of a people as to whom the soundest among conflictingconjectures seems to be that coming originally from Brittany theypreserved the purity of the Celtic race through periods when in otheroffshoots of the same stock its characteristics were being obliteratedby the processes of crossing and absorptionIf early local records had existed they would hardly have failed tohave given minute details of the convulsion of nature which resulted inthe destruction by the sea of the forest lands on the northern andwestern sides of the island and in the separation of tracts ofconsiderable magnitude from the mainland Geologists are agreed inassigning to this event the date of March 709 when great inundationsoccurred in the Bay of Avranches on the French coast they are notequally unanimous as to the cause but science now rejects the theory ofa raising of the sealevel and that of a general subsidence of theisland The most reasonable explanation appears to be that theoverpowering force of a tidal wave suddenly swept away barriers whoseresistance had been for ages surely though imperceptibly diminishingand that the districts thus left unprotected proved to be below thesealevelowing as regards the forests to gradual subsidence easilyexplicable in the case of undrained swampy soil and as regards therocks to the fact that the newly exposed surface consisted ofaccumulations of already disintegrated depositsIt is unquestionable that before the inroad of the sea the inlet in thesouthwest of the island known as Rocquaine Bay was enclosed by twoarms the northern of which terminated in the point of Lihou on whichstill stand the ruins of an old priory while the southern ended in theHanois rocks on which a lighthouse has been erected Lihou is atpresent an island accessible only at low water by a narrow causewaythe Hanois is entirely cut off from the shore but it is a noteworthyfact that the signs of old cartruts are visible at spring tides andthat an iron hook was recently discovered attached to a submerged rockwhich had apparently served as a gatepost besides these proofs of theexistence of roads now lying under the waves it is said that an oldorder for the repair of Hanois roads is still extant That Vazon and theBraye du Valle were the sites of forests is indisputable though theformer is now a sandy bay into which the Atlantic flows withouthindrance and the latter reclaimed within the present century by anenterprising governor formed for centuries a channel of the sea bywhich the Clos du Valle on which the Vale Church stands was separatedfrom the mainland A stratum of peat extends over the whole arm of theBraye while as regards Vazon there is the remarkable evidence of anoccurrence which took place in December 1847 A strong westerly galeblowing into the bay concurrently with a low spring tide broke up thebed of peat and wood underlying the sand and gravel and lifted it uplike an icefloe it was then carried landwards by the force of thewaves The inhabitants flocked to the spot and the phenomenon wascarefully inspected by scientific observers Trunks of fullsized treeswere seen accompanied by meadow plants and roots of rushes and weedssurrounded by those of grasses and mosses the perfect state of thetrees showed that they had been long buried under the sand Some of thetrees and boughs were at first mistaken for wreckage but the fishermensoon discovered their error and loaded their carts with the treasurelocally known as gorban Subsequent researches have shown that acornsand hazelnuts teeth of horses and hogs also pottery and instrumentsof the same character as those found in the cromlechs exist among theVazon peat deposits There is therefore abundant evidence that thelegends relating to the former inhabitants of the forest are based ontraditions resting on an historical foundationCONTENTS    CHAPTER   ITRADITION    CHAPTER  IISUPERSTITION    CHAPTER IIIDEVOTION    CHAPTER  IVREVELATION    CHAPTER   VAFFLICTION    CHAPTER  VICONSOLATION    CHAPTER VIIANNIHILATIONCHAPTER ITRADITION    What can he tell that treads thy shore    No legend of thine olden time    No theme on which the mind might soar    High as thine own in days of yore    _The Giaour_BYRONIn the beginning of the eighth century Guernsey was a favoured spotAround over the Continent and the British Isles had swept successiveconquests with their grim train of sufferings for the conquered butthese stormclouds had not burst over the island The shocks whichpreceded the fall of the Roman Empire had not been felt nor had thethroes which inaugurated the birth of Frankish rule in Gaul and Saxonsupremacy in Britain disturbed the prevailing tranquillity Occasionaldescents of pirates Northmen from Scandinavian homes or Southmen fromthe Iberian peninsula had hitherto had a beneficial effect by keepingalive the martial spirit and the vigilance necessary for selfdefenceIn the third century three Roman ships had been driven on shore andlost the legionaries who escaped had established themselves in theisland having indeed for the moment no alternative When theircommander succeeded in communicating with Gaul he suggested a permanentoccupation being secretly influenced by tales of mineral wealth towhich he had lent an ear Disillusioned and recalled he was followed bya sybarite whose palate was tickled by banquets of fish of which hewrote in raptures to his friends at Capri and Brindisi This excellentman dying of apoplexy in his bath,13
+Produced by Audrey Longhurst Diane Monico and the PG OnlineDistributed Proofreading TeamFIVE LITTLE PLAYSFIVE LITTLE PLAYSBY ALFRED SUTROBRENTANONEW YORK 1922_Printed in Great Britainby Turnbull  Spears Edinburgh_CONTENTSTHE MAN IN THE STALLSA MARRIAGE HAS BEEN ARRANGEDTHE MAN ON THE KERBTHE OPEN DOORTHE BRACELETTHE MAN IN THE STALLSA PLAY IN ONE ACTTHE PERSONS OF THE PLAYHECTOR ALLENELIZABETH ALLEN BETTYWALTER COZENS_This play was producedat the Palace Theatreon October 6 1911_THE MAN IN THE STALLS_The sittingroom of a little flat in Shaftesbury Avenue At back     is a door leading to the diningroomit is open and the     dinnertable is in full view of the audience To the extreme     right is another door leading to the hall_     _The place is pleasantly and prettily though quite     inexpensively furnished To the left at angles with the     distempered wall is a babygrand piano the fireplace in which     a fire is burning merrily is on the same side full centre To     the right of the door leading to the diningroom is a small     sidetable on which there is a tray with decanter and glasses     in front of this a cardtable open with two packs of cards on     it and chairs on each side Another table a round one is in     the centre of the roomto right and to left of it are     comfortable armchairs Against the right wall is a long sofa     above it hang a few good watercolours and engravings on the     piano and the table there are flowers A general appearance of     refinement and comfort pervades the room no luxury but evidence     everywhere of good taste and the countless feminine touches that     make a room homelike and pleasant_     _When the curtain rises_ HECTOR ALLEN _a youngish man of     forty with an attractive intellectual face is seen standing by     the diningtable in the inner room draining his liqueurglass     with_ WALTER COZENS _to the right of him lighting a cigarette_     WALTER _is a few years younger than his friend moderately     goodlooking with fine curly brown hair and a splendid silky     moustache His morningclothes are conspicuously wellcuthe is     evidently something of a dandy_ HECTOR _wears a rather shabby     dresssuit his boots are awkward and his tie readymade_     BETTY _a handsome woman of thirty wearing a very pretty     teagown is talking to the maid at the back of the diningroom_     HECTOR _puts down his glass and comes into the sittingroom     followed by_ WALTER HECTOR _is puffing at a short stumpy little     black cigar_HECTOR _Talking as he comes through continuing the conversationhewalks to the fireplace and stands with his back to it_ I tell you ifId known what it meant Id never have taken the job Sounded so fine tobe reader of plays for the Dukes Theatreadviser to the great MrHoneyswill And thenwhen the old man said I was to go to all the firstnightswhy I just chortled Its the first nights that show you thegrip of the thingthat teach you mosthe said Teach you As thoughthere were anything to learn Oh my stars I tell you its a dogs lifeWALTER _Sitting to left of the round table_ Id change places withyou sonnyHECTOR You would eh Thats what they all say Four new plays this weekmy ladone yesterday one todayanother tomorrow and the night afterAll day long Im _reading_ playsand I spend my nights seeing em Dyouknow I read about two thousand a year Divide two thousand by threehundred and sixty five A dogs lifethats what it isWALTER Better than being a stockbrokers clerkyou believe _me_HECTOR Is it I wish _you_ could have a turn at it my bonny boy _Your_haird go grey like mine And look herewhat are the plays todayTheyre either so chockfull of intellect that they send you to sleeporthey reek of sentiment till you yearn for the smell of a cabbageWALTER Well youve the change at any rateHECTOR _Snorting_ Change By Jove give me a Punch and Judy show onthe sandsor performing dogs PlaysIm sick of em And look heretheone Im off to tonight Its adapted from the Frenchwell we know what_that_ means Husband wife and mistress Or wife husband lover Thatswhat a French play means And you make it English and pass the Censor byputting the lady in a mackintosh and dumping in a curateBETTY _Coming in and closing the door leading to the diningroom_ Youought to be going Hector     _She stands listening for a moment then goes through the other     door into the hall_HECTOR _Disregarding her too intent on his theme_ And I tell you ofthe two I prefer the homemade stodge Im sick of the eternal triangleThey always do the same thing Husband strikes attitudessometimes hestrikes the lover The lover never stands up to himwhy shouldnt he Hewouldin real life BETTY _comes back with his overcoat andmufflershe proceeds affectionately to wrap this round his neck andhelps him on with his coat he talking all the time_ Hed say lookhere you go to Hell _Thats_ what hed saywell there youd have asituation But not one of the playwriting chaps dares do it Why not Iask you There youd have truth something big But notheyreafraidthink the public wont like it The husbands got to down theloverlike a big tomcat with a mouseor the authord have to sell oneof his motorcars Thats just,14
+Produced by David Starner Ben Beasley and the Online DistributedProofreading TeamTranscribers note This text contains some special charactersincluding a e i o u y and æ with macrons which are represented byae i o u y and æ respectively and the oeligature which has been split into two lettersYALE STUDIES IN ENGLISHALBERT S COOK EDITORLXIIITHEOLD ENGLISH PHYSIOLOGUSTEXT AND PROSE TRANSLATIONBYALBERT STANBURROUGH COOKProfessor of the English Language and Literature in Yale UniversityVERSE TRANSLATIONBYJAMES HALL PITMANFellow in English of Yale UniversityNEW HAVEN YALE UNIVERSITY PRESSLONDON HUMPHREY MILFORDOXFORD UNIVERSITY PRESSMDCCCXXIFACSIMILEPREFACEThe Old English _Physiologus_ or _Bestiary_ is a series of three briefpoems dealing with the mythical traits of a landanimal a seabeastand a bird respectively and deducing from them certain moral orreligious lessons These three creatures are selected from a much largernumber treated in a work of the same name which was compiled atAlexandria before 140 BC originally in Greek and afterwardstranslated into a variety of languagesinto Latin before 431 Thestandard form of the _Physiologus_ has 49 chapters each dealing with aseparate animal sometimes imaginary or other natural object beginningwith the lion and ending with the ostrich examples of these are thepelican the eagle the phoenix the ant cf Prov 66 the fox theunicorn and the salamander In this standard text the Old Englishpoems are represented by chapters 16 17 and 18 dealing in successionwith the panther a mythical seamonster called the aspturtle usuallydenominated the whale and the partridge Of these three poems thethird is so fragmentary that little is left except eight lines ofreligious application and four of exhortation by the poet so that theoutline of the poem and especially the part descriptive of thepartridge must be conjecturally restored by reference to the treatmentin the fuller versions which are based upon Jer 1711 the texts drawnupon for the application in lines 511 are 2 Cor 61718 Isa 557Heb 21011It has been said With the exception of the Bible there is perhaps noother book in all literature that has been more widely current in everycultivated tongue and among every class of people Such currency mightbe illustrated from many English authors Two passages from Elizabethanliterature may serve as specimensthe one from Spenser the other fromShakespeare The former is from the _Faerie Queene_ 1 1134    At last she saw where he upstarted brave    Out of the well wherein he drenched lay    As Eagle fresh out of the Ocean wave    Where he hath left his plumes all hoary gray    And deckt himselfe with feathers youthly gay    Like Eyas hauke up mounts unto the skies    His newly budded pineons to assay    And marveiles at himselfe still as he flies    So new this newborne knight to battell new did riseThe other is from _Hamlet_ Laertes to the King    To his good friends thus wide Ill ope my arms    And like the kind liferendering pelican    Repast them with my blood1However widely diffused the symbolism exemplified by the _Physiologus_is peculiarly at home in the East Thus Egypt symbolized the sun withhis death at night passing into a rebirth by the phoenix which by anatural extension came to signify the resurrection And the Bible notonly sends the sluggard to the ant and bids men consider the lilies ofthe field but with a large sweep commands Job 1278 Ask now thebeasts and they shall teach thee and the fowls of the air and theyshall tell thee or speak to the earth and it shall teach thee and thefishes of the sea shall declare unto theeFootnote 1 Alfred de Musset in _La Nuit de Mai_ develops the imageof the pelican through nearly thirty linesThe text as here printed is extracted from my edition _The Old EnglishElenc Phoenix and Physiologus_ Yale University Press 1919 where acritical apparatus may be found here it may be sufficient to say thatItalic letters in square brackets denote my emendations and Romanletters those of previous editors The translations have not hithertobeen published and no complete ones are extant in any language savethose contained in Thorpes edition of the _Codex Exoniensis_ whichappeared in 1842 The long conjectural passage in the _Partridge_ is duewholly to Mr Pitman                                                                  ASCMarch 27 1921PHYSIOLOGUSTranscribers note The following texts have been split into smallsections based on the pagination of the original These sectionsalternate as follows each section being separated from its neighbors byrows of asterisks Old English verse Modern English verse translationModern English prose translation While this fragments each version itfacilitates comparison in parallelITHE PANTHER      Monge sindon    geond middangeard    unrimu cynn    _þara_ þe we æþelu ne magon    ryhte areccan    ne rim witan    þæs wide sind    geond wor_u_ld innan5   fugla and deora    foldhrerendra    wornas widsceope    swa wæter bibugeð    þisne beorhtan bosm    brim grymetende    sealtypa geswing                            We bi sumum hyrdon    wrætlic_um_ gecynd_e_    wildra secgan10  firum freamærne    feorlondum on    eard weardian    eðles neotan    æfter dunscrafum     Is þæt deor Pandher    bi noman haten    þæs þe niþþa bearn,0
+Produced by John Bickers and Dagny                             THE ALKAHEST                                  BY                           HONORE DE BALZAC                            Translated By                     Katharine Prescott WormeleyDEDICATION  To Madame Josephine Delannoy nee Doumerc  Madame may God grant that this my book may live longer than I  for then the gratitude which I owe to you and which I hope will  equal your almost maternal kindness to me would last beyond the  limits prescribed for human affection This sublime privilege of  prolonging life in our hearts for a time by the life of the work  we leave behind us would be if we could only be sure of gaining  it at last a reward indeed for all the labor undertaken by those  who aspire to such an immortality  Yet again I sayMay God grant itDE BALZAC                             THE ALKAHEST                         THE HOUSE OF CLAES                              CHAPTER IThere is a house at Douai in the rue de Paris whose aspect interiorarrangements and details have preserved to a greater degree thanthose of other domiciles the characteristics of the old Flemishbuildings so naively adapted to the patriarchal manners and customsof that excellent land Before describing this house it may be wellin the interest of other writers to explain the necessity for suchdidactic preliminariessince they have roused a protest from certainignorant and voracious readers who want emotions without undergoingthe generating process the flower without the seed the child withoutgestation Is Art supposed to have higher powers than NatureThe events of human existence whether public or private are soclosely allied to architecture that the majority of observers canreconstruct nations and individuals in their habits and ways of lifefrom the remains of public monuments or the relics of a homeArchaeology is to social nature what comparative anatomy is toorganized nature A mosaic tells the tale of a society as theskeleton of an ichthyosaurus opens up a creative epoch All things arelinked together and all are therefore deducible Causes suggesteffects effects lead back to causes Science resuscitates even thewarts of the past agesHence the keen interest inspired by an architectural descriptionprovided the imagination of the writer does not distort essentialfacts The mind is enabled by rigid deduction to link it with thepast and to man the past is singularly like the future tell himwhat has been and you seldom fail to show him what will be It israre indeed that the picture of a locality where lives are lived doesnot recall to some their dawning hopes to others their wasted faithThe comparison between a present which disappoints mans secret wishesand a future which may realize them is an inexhaustible source ofsadness or of placid contentThus it is almost impossible not to feel a certain tender sensibilityover a picture of Flemish life if the accessories are clearly givenWhy so Perhaps among other forms of existence it offers the bestconclusion to mans uncertainties It has its social festivities itsfamily ties and the easy affluence which proves the stability of itscomfortable wellbeing it does not lack repose amounting almost tobeatitude but above all it expresses the calm monotony of a franklysensuous happiness where enjoyment stifles desire by anticipating itWhatever value a passionate soul may attach to the tumultuous life offeeling it never sees without emotion the symbols of this Flemishnature where the throbbings of the heart are so well regulated thatsuperficial minds deny the hearts existence The crowd prefers theabnormal force which overflows to that which moves with steadypersistence The world has neither time nor patience to realize theimmense power concealed beneath an appearance of uniformityTherefore to impress this multitude carried away on the current ofexistence passion like a great artist is compelled to go beyond themark to exaggerate as did Michael Angelo Bianca CapelloMademoiselle de la Valliere Beethoven and Paganini Farseeing mindsalone disapprove such excess and respect only the energy representedby a finished execution whose perfect quiet charms superior men Thelife of this essentially thrifty people amply fulfils the conditionsof happiness which the masses desire as the lot of the averagecitizenA refined materialism is stamped on all the habits of Flemish lifeEnglish comfort is harsh in tone and arid in color whereas theoldfashioned Flemish interiors rejoice the eye with their mellow tintsand the feelings with their genuine heartiness There work implies noweariness and the pipe is a happy adaptation of Neapolitanfarniente Thence comes the peaceful sentiment in Art its mostessential condition patience and the element which renders itscreations durable namely conscience Indeed the Flemish characterlies in the two words patience and conscience words which seem atfirst to exclude the richness of poetic light and shade and to makethe manners and customs of the country as flat as its vast plains ascold as its foggy skies And yet it is not so Civilization hasbrought her power to bear and,13
+This text was adapted from that found at the Bibliothèque virtuellehttpwwwfsjualbertacabibliodefaulthtm Thank you to Donald Ipperciel and the Faculté SaintJeanUniversity of Alberta for making it availableUn amour vraiPar Laure ConanIJai été témoin dans ma vie dun héroïque sacrifice Celle qui lafait et celui pour qui il a été fait sont maintenant dans léternitéJécris ces quelques pages pour les faire connaître Leur souvenirma suivie partout mais cest surtout ici dans cette maison où toutme les rappelle que jaime à remuer _les cendres de mon coeur_Ô mon Dieu vous êtes infiniment bon pour toutes vos créatures maisvous êtes surtout bon pour ceux que vous affligez Vous savez quelvide ils ont laissé dans ma vie et dans mon coeur et pourtant mêmedans mes plus amères tristesses jéprouve un immense besoin de vousremercier et de vous bénir Oui soyez béni pour mavoir donné lebonheur de les connaître et de les aimer soyez béni pour cette foiprofonde pour cette admirable générosité pour cette si grandepuissance daimer que vous aviez mises dans ces deux noblescoeursThérèse Raynol à sa mèreMalbaie le 14 juin 186Chère mèreLa malle ne part que demain mais pourquoi ne pas vous écrire cesoir Je suis à peu près sûre que vous vous ennuyez déjà et jecompte bien que vous ne tarderez guère à suivre votre chèreimparfaite Jai choisi pour vous la chambre voisine de la mienne Enattendant que vous en preniez possession jy ai mis la cage de monbouvreuil auquel je viens de dire bonsoir Mais il faut bien vousparler un peu de mon voyage qui na pas été sans intérêt Vous vousrappelez ce jeune homme dont le courage fut tant admiré à lincendiede notre hôtel à Philadelphie Figurezvous quà ma très grandesurprise je lai retrouvé parmi les passagers Il se nomme FrancisDouglas Je puis maintenant vous dire son nom car jai fait saconnaissance ce soirNous venions à peine de laisser Québec quand je laperçus sepromenant sur la galerie avec le port dun amiral Je le reconnusdu premier coup doeil non sans émotion pour parler franchementSi cela vous étonne songez sil vous plaît que vous pleuriezdadmiration en parlant du courage héroïque de cet inconnu deladmirable générosité avec laquelle il sétait exposé à une mortaffreuse pour sauver une pauvre chétive vieille qui ne lui étaitrien Après avoir longtemps marché à lavant du bateau il entra dansle salon Ce chevalier qui risque sa vie pour sauver les vieillesinfirmes nous jeta un regard distrait Ouvrant son sac de voyageil y prit un livre et fut bientôt absorbé dans sa lectureConnaissezvous ce beau garçon me demanda Mme LLequel DisjehypocritementCelui qui vient dentrerNon répondisje Je neparlai pas de sa belle action Pourquoi Je nen sais rien chèremère Mais je le considérais souvent sans quil y parût et je medisais que je ne serais nullement fâchée de savoir tout ce qui leregarde Ne serezvous pas fière de la raison de votre grande fillesi je vous avoue que je me surpris appelant une tempête Cest biennaturel Jaurais voulu voir comment il se conduit dans un naufrageMalheureusement ce souhait si sage si raisonnable si charitablene se réalisa pasOn me demanda de la musique Je venais de lire quelques pagesdOssiance qui nest plus neufje jouai une vieille mélodieécossaise Monsieur ferma son livre et mécouta avec un plaisirévident Il est écossais pensaije et vous allez voir que je ne metrompais pas Il ne reprit plus sa lecture et quelque chose dans sonexpression me disait que sa pensée était loin bien loindans lesmontagnes et les bruyères de lÉcosseNe layant pas vu débarquer à la Malbaie javais supposé quil serendait à Tadoussac Après le souper jétais avec quelques damesdans le salon de lhôtel Jugez de ma surprise quand je le visentrer avec cette bonne Mme L qui nous le présentaM Douglas me parla du plaisir quil avait éprouvé en entendant unair de son pays et ces quelques mots simples et vrais disaientéloquemment son amour pour sa patrie Je vous assure que je nétaispas à mon aise près de ce héros Il me semblait quil lisait dansmon âme et comme je me rends compte que je moccupe un peu trop delui chaque fois que je rencontrais son regard ma timiditéaugmentait Javais beau me dire que je ne suis pas _transparente_je ne pus parvenir à me le persuader Il est certain que je ne vousai pas fait honneur M Douglas qui était lui parfaitement àlaise essaya plusieurs fois dengager la conversation avec moiet ne réussit pas comme vous le pensez bien Mais si je ne parlaispas assez jai la consolation de dire que dautres parlaient tropDeux dames saventurèrent dans une dissertation sentimentaleavec un galant officier Vous vous imaginez facilement que cettedissertation na pas jeté quun peu de lumière dans les abîmesdu coeur humainJallais entrer dans ma chambre quand la brillante Mlle X me ditavec une satisfaction mal déguisée Thérèse ma chère comme vousétiez gauche et embarrassée ce soir Quelle opinion vous allez donnerdes Canadiennes à ce séduisant étranger Soyez fière de moi aprèscela Mais nimporte Si le feu prend cette nuit à lhôtel jespèreque ce sauveur de vieilles veuves paralysées ne me laissera pasbrûlerLa même à la mêmeMalbaie le 23 juin 186Chère mèreJen veux et jen voudrai longtemps à ces maussades affaires qui vousretiennent loin de moi Même je ne suis pas sûre de ne pas vous envouloir un peu Aux quatre vents du ciel les obstacles Croyezmoitout est vanité à part marcher sur la mousse et respirer le satinDescendez vite Il me tarde de vous faire les honneurs de la MalbaieKamouraska a bien ses agréments Jai un faible pour Tadoussac pourses souvenirs pour sa jolie baie grande comme une coquille mais laMalbaie ne se compare pointCette belle des belles a des contrastes des surprises des capricesétranges et charmants Nulle part je nai vu une pareille variétédaspects et de beautés Le grandiose le joli le pittoresque ledoux la magnificence sauvage la grâce riante se heurtent se mêlentdélicieusement harmonieusement dans ces paysages incomparablesÔ mon beau SaintLaurent ô mes belles Laurentides ô mon cherCanada Excusez ce lyrisme cest demain notre fête nationaleLa Malbaie na quun défaut laffluence des étrangers,45
+Produced by Jonathan Ingram Scott G Sims and the PG OnlineDistributed Proofreading TeamTHREE WONDER PLAYSBy LADY GREGORYDramaOther worksSEVEN SHORT PLAYSFOLKHISTORY PLAYS 2 VOLSNEW COMEDIESTHE GOLDEN APPLETHE DRAGONOUR IRISH THEATRE A CHAPTER OF  AUTOBIOGRAPHYTHE KILTARTAN MOLIERETHE IMAGE AND OTHER PLAYSTHREE WONDER PLAYSIrish FolkLore and LegendVISIONS AND BELIEFS 2 VOLSCUCHULAIN OF MURITHEMNEGODS AND FIGHTING MENSAINTS AND WONDERSPOETS AND DREAMERSTHE KILTARTAN POETRY BOOKTHE KILTARTAN HISTORY BOOK                                   HUGH LANES LIFE AND ACHIEVEMENT  WITH SOME ACCOUNT OF THE DUBLIN  GALLERIESThree Wonder PlaysByLady GregoryGP Putnams SonsLondon  New YorkNoteThese plays have been copyrighted in the UnitedStates and Great BritainAll rights reserved including that of translationinto foreign languagesAll acting rights both professional and amateurare reserved in the United States Great Britain andall countries of the Copyright Union by the authorPerformances are forbidden and right of presentationis reservedApplication for the right of performing these playsor reading them in public should be made to SamuelFrench 26 Southampton Street Strand LondonWC2_Made in Great Britain by_THE BOTOLPH PRINTING WORKSGATE STREET KINGSWAY WC2CONTENTSTHE DRAGONARISTOTLES BELLOWSTHE JESTERTHE DRAGONACT IPERSONS_The King__The Queen__The Princess Nuala__The Dall Glic_ THE BLIND WISE MAN_The Nurse__The Prince of the Marshes__Manus King of Sorcha__Fintan The Astrologer__Taig__Sibby_ TAIGS MOTHER_Gatekeeper__Two Aunts of the Prince of the Marshes__Foreign Men Bringing in Food__The Dragon_ACT I_Scene A room in the Kings house at BurrenLarge window at back with deep window seatDoors right and left A small table and somechairs__Dall Glic Coming in with tray which he putson table Goes back to door_ You can come inKing There is no one here_King Coming in_ Thats very good I wasin dread the Queen might be in it_Dall Glic_ It is a good thought I had bringingit in here and she gone to give learning to thePrincess She is not likely to come this side Itwould be a great pity to annoy her_King Hastily swallowing a mouthful_ Lookout now the door and keep a good watch Thetime she will draw upon me is when I am eatingmy little bite_Dall Glic_ Ill do that What I wouldntsee with my one eye theres no other would seewith three_King_ A month today since I wed with her andwell pleased I am to be back in my own place Igive you word my teeth are rusting with the wantof meat On the journey I got no fair play Shewouldnt be willing to see me nourish myselfunless maybe with the marrow bone of a wren_Dall Glic_ Sure she lays down she is but thinkingof the good of your health_King_ Maybe so She is apt to be paying toomuch attention to what will be for mine and forthe worlds good I kept my health fair enoughand the first wife not begrudging me my enoughI dont know what in the world led me not to stopas I was_Dall Glic_ It is what you were saying it wasfor the good of the Princess Nuala and of yourself_King_ That is what herself laid down Itwould be a great ease to my mind she was sayingto have in the house with the young girl a faroffcousin of the King of Alban and that had beenconversation woman in his Court_Dall Glic_ So it might be too She is a greatmanager of people_King_ She is that I think I hear hercoming Throw a cloth over the plates_Queen Coming in_ I was in search of you_King_ I thought you were in Nualas sunnyparlour learning her to play music and to go throughbooks_Queen_ That is what I thought to do But Ihadnt hardly started to teach her the principlesof conversation and the branches of relationshipsand kindred of the big people of the earth whenshe plucked off the coverings I had put over thecages and set open their doors till the fiery birdsof Sabes and the canaries of the eastern worldwere screeching around my head giving out everyclass of cry and call_King_ So they would too_Queen_ The royal eagles stirred up till I mustquit the place with their squawking and theenchanted swans raising up their heads and peckingat the beadwork on my gown_King_ Ah she has a wish for the birds of the airthat are by nature light and airy the same as herself_Queen_ It is time for her to turn her mindto good sense Whats that _Whipping clothfrom tray_ Is it that you are eating again andit is but one halfhour since your breakfast_King_ Ah that wasnt a breakfast youd calla breakfast_Queen_ Very healthy food oaten meal flummerywith whey and a griddlecake dandelion teaand sorrel from the field_King_ My old fathers ate their enough of wildherbs and the like in the early time of the worldIm thinking that it is in my nature to require agood share of nourishment as if to make up for thehardships they went through_Queen_ What now have you within that pastrywall_King_ It is but a little leveret pie_Queen Poking with fork_ Leveret Whatsthis in it The thickness of a blanket of beefcalves sweetbreads cocks combs balls mixedwith livers and with spice You to so much astaste of it youll be crippled and crappled withthe gout and roaring out in your pain_King_ I tell you my generations have enoughdone of fasting and for making little of the juicymeats of the world_Queen_ And the waste of it Goose eggs andjellies That much would furnish out a dinnerfor the whole of the King of Albans Court_King_ Ah I wouldnt wish to be using anythingat all only for to gather strength for to steerthe business of the whole of the kingdom_Queen_ Have you enough ate now my dearAre you satisfied_King_ I am not I would wish for a little tasteof that saffron cake having in it raisins of the sun_Queen_ Saffron Are you raving You tohave within you any of the fourandtwenty sicknessesof the race it would throw it out in redblisters on your skin_King_ Let me just taste one little slab of thatvenison,13
+Produced by Audrey Longhurst Karina Aleksandrova and the PG OnlineDistributed Proofreading TeamIllustrationCERTAIN SUCCESS_by_Norval A Hawkins_Author of The Selling Process_THIRD EDITION1920DETROIT MICHIGANContentsCHAPTER                                        PAGE      TO BEGIN WITH                 9      HOW TO STUDY                24   I THE UNIVERSAL NEED FOR SALES KNOWLEDGE   29  II THE MANSTUFF YOU HAVE FOR SALE       63 III SKILL IN SELLING YOUR BEST SELF      108  IV PREPARING TO MAKE YOUR SUCCESS CERTAIN  137   V YOUR PROSPECTS              156  VI GAINING YOUR CHANCE            179 VII KNOWLEDGE OF OTHER MEN          209VIII THE KNOCK AT THE DOOR OF OPPORTUNITY        AND THE INVITATION TO COME IN      239  IX GETTING YOURSELF WANTED          270   X OBSTACLES IN YOUR WAY           298  XI THE GOAL OF SUCCESS            332 XII THE CELEBRATION STAGE           368_To Begin With_Sidenote Salesmanship Essential to Assure SuccessThere are particular characteristics one can have and particular thingsone can do that will make _failure_ in life _certain_Why then should not the possession of particular oppositecharacteristics and the doing of particular opposite things result as_certainly_ in _success_ which is the antithesis of failureThat is a logical commonsense question The purpose of this book andits companion volume The Selling Process is to answer itconvincingly for youSuccess _can_ be made certain not however by the mere _possession_ ofparticular characteristics nor by just _doing_ particular things_Your_ success in life can be _assured_ but only if you supplement yourqualifications and make everything you do most effective _by usingcontinually whatever your vocation the art of salesmanship_                                   Sidenote Why Are Some Men Failures Who Deserve to SucceedLife can hold nothing but _failure_ for the illnatured unsociabledisgusting tramp who is known to be ignorant lazy shiftless aspendthrift a liar and an allaround crook Such a worthless man willmake a complete failure of life because he is so _dis_qualified tosucceedOn the other hand certain success ought to be achieved by thegoodnatured intelligent reliable man who continually wins friendsthe truthful man who has a fine reputation for thrift honestyneatness and love for his work He seems entirely worthy of successYet for reasons that baffle himself and his friends it sometimes happensthat such a man is unsuccessfulThe defeat in life of one who appears so deserving of victory seems toprove that success cannot be _assured_ by the development of individualcharacteristics and by doing specific things But such a wholly negativeconclusion would be wrong When a worthy man fails he loses out becausehe lacks an essential _positive_ factor of certain successthe abilityto _sell_ his capabilities _By mastering the selling process thisfailure can turn himself into a success_Sidenote Selfadvertised Disqualifications Unrecognized CapabilitiesWe are sure of the failure of the man who is utterly disqualified tosucceed not because he _has_ particular faults but because they_selfadvertise and sell the idea_ of his disqualifications for successHis characteristics and actions make on our minds an impression of hisgeneral worthlessness Defects are apt to attract attention whileperfection often passes unnoticedMillions of worthy men otherwise qualified for success have failedsolely because their merits were not appreciated and rewarded as theywould have been if recognized Capabilities like goods are_profitless_ until they are _sold_ Therefore the man who deserves towin out in life can make his victory _sure_ only by learning andpracticing with skill the certain success methods of the mastersalesman                                   Sidenote The Duty to SucceedDown through all the ages has come the _duty_ to succeed It wasenjoined in the Parable of the Talents No one has the right to do lessthan his best Then only can he claim full justification for hisexistence The Creator accepts no excuses for failure Every personalquality and every opportunity to succeed that a man has must be usedto entitle him to the rewards of success He owes not only to himselfand to his fellows but also to God the obligation of developing his_utmost capability_ If he does not pay dividends on the divineinvestment in him his dereliction is justly punished by failure inlife Sometimes he even forfeits the right to liveSidenote Success Cannot be CopiedMany ambitious people who recognize their duty to succeed but do notknow how to go about it make a common mistake in thinking They believethe secret of certain success can be learned from _examples_ thatsuccess can be _copied_ So men who have succeeded conspicuously areoften asked to state and explain their rules for the benefit of othermen who regard them as oraclesSidenote Other Mens FormulasDoubtless you have read much about Marshall Field J Pierpont MorganCharles M Schwab and similar outstanding business men You havestudied their principles of success You have tried to practice theirmethods But somehow the most careful following of their,12
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+Produced by Juliet Sutherland Melissa ErRaqabi and the PG OnlineDistributed Proofreading TeamIllustration Whats the matter said Charlie A great horridgreen worm said I Page 53 _Miss Elliots Girls_MISS ELLIOTS GIRLSSTORIES OFBEASTS BIRDS AND BUTTERFLIESBy MRS MARY SPRING CORNINGIllustrationAL BURT COMPANY PUBLISHERSNEW YORKCOPYRIGHT 1886 BYCONGREGATIONAL SUNDAYSCHOOL AND PUBLISHING SOCIETYCHAPTER IGREENY BLACKY AND SLYBOOTSSammy Ray was running by the parsonage one day when Miss Ruth called tohim She was sitting in the vineshaded porch and there was a crutchleaning against her chairSammy she said isnt there a field of tobacco near where you liveYesm two of emTomorrow morning look among the tobacco plants and find me a largegreen worm Have you ever seen a tobacco wormSammy grinnedIve killed moren a hundred of em this summer he said Pat Heeleyhires me to smash all I can find cause they eat the tobaccoWell bring one carefully to me on the leaf where he is feeding thelargest one you can findBefore breakfast the next morning Ruth Elliot had her first sight of atobacco wormTake care said Sammy or hell spit tobacco juice on you See thathorn on his tail When you want to kill him you jest catch hold thisway andBut I dont want to kill him she said I want to keep him in thisnice little house I have got ready for him and give him all the tobaccohe can eat Will you bring me a fresh leaf every morningWhile she was speaking she had put the worm in a box with a cover ofpink netting On his way home Sammy met Roy Tyler and told him as asecret that the lame lady at the ministers house kept worms and wouldpay two cents a head for tobacco worms Anyway said Sammy thatswhat she paid meIf there was money to be got in the tobaccoworm business Roy wanted ashare in it and before night he brought to Miss Ruth in an old tinbasin eight worms of various sizes from a tiny baby worm just hatchedto a great ugly creature jet black and spotted and barred withyellow The black worm Miss Ruth consented to keep and Roy lifting himby his horn dropped him on the green worms backNow you have a Blacky and a Greeny the boy said and by these namesthey were calledRoy and Sammy came together the next morning and watched the worms attheir breakfastHow they eat said Sammy they make their great jaws go like a coupleof old tobaccochewersYes and if they lived on bread and butter t would cost a lot to feedem wouldnt it said RoyLook at my woodbine worm boys Miss Ruth said as she lifted thecover of another box Isnt he a beauty See the delicate green shadedto white on his back and that row of spots down his sides looking likebuttons I call him Slyboots because he has a trick of hiding underthe leaves He used to have a horn on his tail like the tobacco wormsWhere that spot is that looks like an eyeYes and one day he ate nothing and hid himself away and looked sostrangely that I thought he was going to die but the next morning heappeared in this beautiful new coatHow funny Say what is he going to turn intoBut Miss Ruth was busy housecleaning First she turned out her tenantsThey were at breakfast but they took their food with them and did notmind Then she tipped their house upside down and brushed out everystick and stem and bit of leaf spread thick brown paper on the floorand put back Greeny and Blacky snug and comfortableThe next time Sammy and Roy met at the parsonage three flowerpots ofmoist sand stood in a row under the benchWinter quarters Miss Ruth explained when she saw the boys looking atthem and its about time for my tenants to move in Greeny and Blackyhave stopped eating and Slyboots is turning paleA worm turn paleYes indeed look at himIt was quite true the green on his back had changed to graywhite andhis pretty spots were fadingHe looks awfully is he going to dieYesand no Come this afternoon and see what will happenBut when they came Blacky and Slyboots were not to be seen Theirsummer residence empty and uncovered stood out in the sun and two ofthe flowerpots were covered with nettingI couldnt keep them boys Miss Ruth said they were in such hasteto be gone Only Greeny is above groundGreeny was in his flowerpot He was creeping slowly round and roundnow and then stretching his long neck over the edge but not trying toget out Soon he began to burrow Straight down head first he wentinto the ground Now he was half under now three quarters now only theend of his tail and the tip of his horn could be seen When he was quitegone Sammy drew a long breath and Roy said I swannyHow long will he have to stay down thereAll winter RoyPoor fellowHappy fellow _I_ say Why he has done being a worm His creeping daysare over He has only to lie snug and quiet under the ground a whilethen wake and come up to the sunshine some bright morning with a newbody and a pair of lovely wings to spread and fly away withWhy its likeits likeWhat is it like SammyAint it like _folks_ Miss Ruth Grandma sings    Ill take my wings and fly away        In the morningYes she said it _is_ like folks Then glancing at her crutchrepeated smiling In the morningWhen the woodbine in the porch had turned red and the maples in thedooryard yellow the flowerpots were removed to the warm cellar andone winter evening Sammy Ray wrote Greenys epitaph    A poor green worm here I lie    But byandby    I shall fly    Ever so high    Into the skyHe came often in the spring to ask if any thing had happened and oneday Miss Ruth took from,15
+Produced by Ted Garvin Jayam and the PG Online DistributedProofreading TeamSKETCHES AND STUDIES IN ITALY AND GREECEBY JOHN ADDINGTON SYMONDSAUTHOR OF RENAISSANCE IN ITALY STUDIES OF THE GREEK POETS ETCSECOND SERIESLONDON JOHN MURRAY ALBEMARLE STREET W1914_All rights reserved_  FIRST EDITION _Smith Elder  Co_    _October 1898_  _Reprinted_                                 _May 1900_  _Reprinted_                                _June 1902_  _Reprinted_                            _November 1905_  _Reprinted_                            _December 1907_  _Reprinted_                            _February 1914_  _Taken over by John Murray_             _January 1917__Printed in Great Britain at_ THE BALLANTYNE PRESS _by_ SPOTTISWOODEBALLANTYNE  Co LTD _Colchester London  Eton_CONTENTS                                                   PAGE  RAVENNA                                            1  RIMINI                                            14  MAY IN UMBRIA                                     32  THE PALACE OF URBINO                              50  VITTORIA ACCORAMBONI                              88  AUTUMN WANDERINGS                                127  PARMA                                            147  CANOSSA                                          163  FORNOVO                                          180  FLORENCE AND THE MEDICI                          201  THE DEBT OF ENGLISH TO ITALIAN LITERATURE        258  POPULAR SONGS OF TUSCANY                         276  POPULAR ITALIAN POETRY OF THE RENAISSANCE        305  THE ORFEO OF POLIZIANO                         345  EIGHT SONNETS OF PETRARCH                        365SKETCHES AND STUDIES IN ITALY AND GREECE_RAVENNA_The Emperor Augustus chose Ravenna for one of his two naval stationsand in course of time a new city arose by the seashore whichreceived the name of Portus Classis Between this harbour and themother city a third town sprang up and was called Cæsarea Time andneglect the ravages of war and the encroaching powers of Nature havedestroyed these settlements and nothing now remains of the threecities but Ravenna It would seem that in classical times Ravennastood like modern Venice in the centre of a huge lagune the freshwaters of the Ronco and the Po mixing with the salt waves of theAdriatic round its very walls The houses of the city were built onpiles canals instead of streets formed the means of communicationand these were always filled with water artificially conducted fromthe southern estuary of the Po Round Ravenna extended a vast morassfor the most part under shallow water but rising at intervals intolow islands like the Lido or Murano or Torcello which surround VeniceThese islands were celebrated for their fertility the vines andfigtrees,18
+Produced by David Newman Melissa ErRaqabi and the Online DistributedProofreading Team httpwwwpgdpnetAROUND THE TEATABLEBY T DE WITT TALMAGE_Author of Crumbs Swept Up Abominations of Modern Society Old WellsDug Out Etc_PUBLISHED BYTHE CHRISTIAN HERALDLOUIS KLOPSCH ProprietorBIBLE HOUSE NEW YORKBY LOUIS KLOPSCHPREFACEAt breakfast we have no time to spare for the duties of the day areclamoring for attention at the noonday dining hour some of the familyare absent but at six oclock in the evening we all come to theteatable for chitchat and the recital of adventures We take ourfriends in with usthe more friends the merrier You may imagine thatthe following chapters are things said or conversations indulged in orpapers read or paragraphs made up from that interview We now openthe doors very wide and invite all to come in and be seated around theteatableT DEW TCONTENTS   CHAP      IThe tablecloth is spread     IIMr Givemfits and Dr Butterfield    IIIA growler soothed     IVCarlo and the freezer      VOld games repeated     VIThe fullblooded cow    VIIThe dregs in Leatherbacks teacup   VIIIThe hot axle     IXBeefsteak for ministers      XAutobiography of an old pair of scissors     XIA lie zoologically considered    XIIA breath of English air   XIIIThe midnight lecture    XIVThe sexton     XVThe old cradle    XVIThe horses letter   XVIIKings of the kennel  XVIIIThe massacre of church music    XIXThe battle of pew and pulpit     XXThe devils gristmill    XXIThe conductors dream   XXIIPush  Pull  XXIIIBostonians   XXIVJonah vs the whale    XXVSomething under the sofa   XXVIThe way to keep fresh  XXVIIChristmas bells XXVIIIPoor preaching   XXIXShelves a mans index    XXXBehavior at church   XXXIMasculine and feminine  XXXIILiterary felony XXXIIILiterary abstinence  XXXIVShort or long pastorates   XXXVAn editors chip basket  XXXVIThe manhood of service XXXVIIBalky peopleXXXVIIIAnonymous letters  XXXIXBrawn or brain     XLWarmweather religion    XLIHiding eggs for Easter   XLIISink or swim  XLIIIShells from the beach   XLIVCatching the bay mare    XLVOur first and last cigar   XLVIMove moving moved  XLVIIThe advantage of small libraries XLVIIIReformation in letter writing   XLIXRoyal marriages      LThree visits     LIManahachtanienks    LIIA dip in the sea   LIIIHard shell considerations    LIVWiseman Heavyasbricks and Quizzle     LVA layer of waffles    LVIFriday eveningSABBATH EVENINGS   LVIIThe Sabbath evening teatable  LVIIIThe warm heart of Christ    LIXSacrifice everything     LXThe youngsters have left    LXIFamily prayers   LXIIA call to sailors  LXIIIJehoshaphats shipping   LXIVAll about mercy    LXVUnder the camels saddle   LXVIHalfandhalf churches  LXVIIThorns LXVIIIWho touched meAROUND THE TEATABLECHAPTER ITHE TABLECLOTH IS SPREADOur theory has always been Eat lightly in the evening Whiletherefore morning and noon there is bountifulness we do not have muchon our teatable but dishes and talk The most of the worlds workought to be finished by six oclock pm The children are home fromschool The wife is done mending or shopping The merchant has gotthrough with drygoods or hardware Let the ring of the teabell besharp and musical Walk into the room fragrant with Oolong or YoungHyson Seat yourself at the teatable wide enough apart to have room totake out your pockethandkerchief if you want to cry at any pitifulstory of the day or to spread yourself in laughter if some onepropound an irresistible conundrumThe bottle rules the sensual world but the teacup is queen in all thefair dominions Once this leaf was very rare and fifty dollars a poundand when the East India Company made a present to the king of two poundsand two ounces it was considered worth a mark in history But now UncleSam and his wife every year pour thirty million pounds of it into theirsaucers Twelve hundred years ago a Chinese scholar by the name of Lo Yuwrote of tea It tempers the spirits and harmonizes the mind dispelslassitude and relieves fatigue awakens thought and prevents drowsinesslightens and refreshes the body and clears the perceptive faculties Ourown observation is that there is nothing that so loosens the hinge of thetongue soothes the temper exhilarates the diaphragm kindles socialityand makes the future promising Like one of the small glasses in the wallof Barnums old museum through which you could see cities and mountainsbathed in sunshine so as you drink from the teacup and get on towardthe bottom so that it is sufficiently elevated you can see almost anythingglorious that you want to We had a greataunt who used to come from townwith the pockets of her bombazine dress standing way out with nice thingsfor the children but she would come in looking black as a thunder clouduntil she had got through with her first cup of tea when she would emptyher right pocket of sugarplums and having finished her second cup wouldempty the other pocket and after she had taken an extra third cup becauseshe felt so very chilly it took all the sittingroom and parlor andkitchen to contain her exhilarationBe not surprised if after your friends are seated at the table the styleof the conversation depends very much on the kind of tea that the housewifepours for the guests If it be genuine Young Hyson the leaves of which aregathered early in the season the talk will be fresh and spirited andsunshiny If it be what the Chinese call Pearl tea but our merchants havenamed Gunpowder the conversation will be explosive and somebodysreputation will be killed before you,13
+Produced by Rick Niles Charlie Kirschner and the PG OnlineDistributed Proofreading TeamMY FRIENDPROSPEROBy HENRY HARLAND_Author of_THE CARDINALS SNUFFBOXIllustrated by GC Wilmshurst_One Hundred and Fifth Thousand_THE LADY PARAMOUNT_Fiftyfifth Thousand_COMEDIES AND ERRORS_Third Edition_GREY ROSES _Third Edition_MADEMOISELLE MISS _Second Edition_JOHN LANE THE BODLEY HEADLONDON  NEW YORK MDCCCCIV1903PART FIRSTMy Friend ProsperoIThe coachman drew up his horses before the castle gateway where theirhoofs beat a sort of fanfare on the stone pavement and the footmanletting himself smartly down pulled with a peremptory gesture that wasjust not quite a swagger the bronze hand at the end of the danglingbellcordSeated alone in her great highswung barouche in the sweet Aprilweather Lady Blanchemain gave the interval that followed to aconsideration of the landscape first sleeping in shadowy stillnessthe formal Italian garden its terraced lawns and metrical parterresits straight dark avenues of ilex its cypresses fountains statuesbalustrades and then laughing in the breeze and the sun the wildItalian valley a forest of blossoming fruittrees with the riverwinding and glinting in its midst with oliveclad hills bluegrey ateither side and beyond the hills peering over their shoulders thesnowpeaks of mountains crisp against the sky and in the leveldistance the hazy shimmer of the lakeIt is lovely she exclaimed fervently in a whisper lovelyAndonly a generation of blindworms was her afterthought could discernin it the slightest resemblance to the dropscene of a theatreIIBig humorous emotional imperious but above all interested andsociable Lady Blanchemain do you know her I wonder Her billowy whitehair Her handsome soft old face with its smooth skin and the goodstrong bony structure underneath Her beautiful old grey eyes full oftenderness and shrewdness of curiosity irony indulgence overarchedand emphasized by regular black eyebrows Her pretty little plumppinkwhite hands like two little elderly Cupids with their shiningpanoply of rings And her luxurious courageous highhearted manner ofdressing The light colours and jaunty fashion of her gowns Her lacesruffles embroideries Her gay little bonnets Her gems Linda BaronessBlanchemain of Fring Place Sussex Belmore Gardens Kensington andVilla Antonina San Remo big merry sociable sentimentalworldlywise impetuous Linda Blanchemain do you know her If you doI am sure you love her and rejoice in her and enough is said If youdont I beg leave to present and to commend herI spoke by the bye of her old face her old eyes She is to besure in so far as mere numbers of years tell an old woman But I onceheard her throw out in the heat of conversation the phrase a youngold thing like me and I thought she touched a truthIIIWell then the footman in his masterful way pulled the bellcordLady Blanchemain contemplated the landscape and had her opinion of ageneration that could liken it to the dropscene of a theatre and indue process of things the bell was answeredIt was answered by a man in a costume that struck my humorous old friendas pleasing a sallow little man whose otherwise quite featureless suitof tweeds was embellished by scarlet worsted shoulderknots Withlacklustre eyes from behind the plexus of the grille he ratherstolidly regarded the imposing British equipage and waited to beaddressedLady Blanchemain addressed him in the language of Pistoja Might oneshe inquired with her air of high affability in her distinguished oldvoice might one visit the castlea question purely of convention forshe had not come hither without an assurance from her guidebookShoulderknots howevereither to flaunt his attainments or becauseindeed Pistoiese what though the polyglot races of Italy have agreedupon it as a lingua franca offered the greater difficulties to hisLombardian tonguereplied in FrenchI do not think so Madame was his reply in a French sufficientlyheavy and stiffjointed enforced by a dubious oscillation of the headLady Blanchemains black eyebrows shot upwards marking her surprisethen drew together marking her determinationBut of course one canits in the guidebook she insisted and heldup the redbound volumeThe sceptic gave a shrug as one who disclaimed responsibility anddeclined discussionMe I do not think so But patience I will go and ask he said andturning his back faded from sight in the depths of the dark tunnellikeportecochèreVexed perplexed Lady Blanchemain fidgeted a little To have taken thislong drive for nothingsweet though the weather was fair though thevalley but she was not a person who could let the means excuse the endShe neither liked nor was accustomed to see her enterprises balkedtosee doors remain closed in her face Doors indeed had a habit of flyingopen at her approach Besides the fellows mannerhis initial stareand silence his tone when he spoke his shrug his exhortation topatience and something too in the conduct of his back as hedepartedhadnt it lacked I dont know what of becoming deference tosatisfy her amourpropre at any rate that the mistake if there was amistake sprang from no malapprehension of her own she looked upchapter and verse Yes there the assurance stood circumstantial inall the convincingness of the sturdy small black typeFrom Roccadoro a charming excursion may be made up the beautiful ValRampio to the mediæval village of Sant Alessina 7 miles with itsmagnificent castle in fine grounds formerly a seat of the Sforzas nowbelonging to the Prince of ZeltNeuminster and containing thecelebrated ZeltNeuminster collection of paintings Incorporated in thecastle buildings a noticeable peculiarity are the parish church andpresbytery Accessible daily except Monday from 10 to 4 attendant 1frSo then Today was Wednesday the hour between two and three So Heramourpropre triumphed but I fancy her vexation mountedIVI beg your pardon Its disgraceful you should have been made to waitThe porter is an idiot You wish of course to see the houseThe English words on a key of spontaneous apology with a very zealousinflection of concernyet at the same time with a kind of entirelyrespectful and amiable abruptness as of one hailing a familiarfriendwere pronounced in a breath by a brisk cheerful unmistakablyEnglish voiceLady Blanchemain whose attention had still been on the incriminatedpage looked quickly up and English voice and spontaneous apologynotwithstanding I wont vouch that the answer at the tip of herimpulsive tongue mightnt have proved a hasty onebut the speakersappearance gave her pause the appearance,13
+Produced by Tonya Allen Renald Levesque and the Online DistributedProofreading Team This file was produced from images generouslymade available by the Bibliothèque nationale de France BnFGallicaPORTRAITSLITTÉRAIRES1864PARCA SAINTEBEUVEDE LACADÉMIE FRANÇAISENouvelle Édition revue et corrigéeTome IIITHÉOCRITE FRANÇOIS Ier POÈTELE CHEVALIER DE MÉBÉ LABBÉ PRÉVOSTMADEMOISELLE AÏSSÉ MADAME DE KRUDNERMADAME DE STAALDELAUNAYBENJAMIN CONSTANT M RODOLPHE TOPFFERM DE RÉMUSAT M VICTOR COUSINCHARLES LABITTELa première édition de ce volume qui parut dabord en décembre 1851avait en tête cet avertissementCe volume que jintitule _Derniers Portraits_ non parce que jaidécidé de nen plus faire mais parce quil se compose des dernièresétudes de ce genre auxquelles jai pris plaisir avant Février 1848sert de complément aux six volumes de _Portraits_ déjà publiés chez MDidier Il sy rapporte par le ton et par les sujets jy touche auxAnciens je marrête un instant au seizième siècle je me complais audixseptième et nos contemporains ont aussi leur part Si lon rangeaitun jour mes _Portraits_ dans un ordre méthodique ce volume fourniraitson contingent à chacune des branches dans lesquelles je me suisessayéAujourdhui en réimprimant ce volume dans la collection acquise par MMGarnier jen fais le tome III des _Portraits littéraires_ auxquels ilse rapporte en effet par la plus grande partie de son contenuDécembre 1862THÉOCRITEILa poésie grecque qui commence avec Homère et qui ouvre par lui salongue période de gloire semble la clore avec Théocrite elle se trouveainsi comme encadrée entre la grandeur et la grâce et celleci pour enêtre à faire les honneurs de la sortie na rien perdu de son entière etsuprême fraîcheur Elle na jamais paru plus jeune et a rassemblé unedernière fois tous ses dons Après Théocrite il y aura encore en Grècedagréables poëtes il ny en aura plus de grands La lie même de lalittérature des Grecs dans sa vieillesse offre un résidu délicat cestce quon peut dire avec M Joubert des poëtes danthologie qui suiventMais Théocrite appartient encore à la grande famille il en est parson originalité par son éclat par la douceur et la largeur de sespinceaux Les suffrages de la postérité lont constamment maintenu à sonrang et rien ne len a pu faire descendre A un certain moment lesmêmes gens desprit qui sattaquaient à Homère se sont attaqués àThéocrite Tandis que Perrault prenait à partie l_Iliade_ Fontenellefaisait le procès aux _Idylles_ il ny a pas mieux réussi Cesttoujours un étonnement pour moi je lavoue de voir quun esprit aussisupérieur que Fontenelle nait pas mieux compris tout berger normandquil était quen ce parallèle des anciens et des modernes il y avaitdes genres dans lesquels les anciens devaient presque nécessairementavoir la prééminence quelle que fût la revanche des modernes surdautres points Lui qui a si ingénieusement et si justement comparé lasuite des âges et des siècles à la vie dun seul homme lequel existantdepuis le commencement du monde jusquà présent aurait eu son enfancesa jeunesse sa maturité comment natil pas reconnu que cet âge dejeunesse quil rejetait dans le passé était en effet le plus propre à uncertain épanouissement naturel et riant dont làpropos ne se retrouveplus Un vieux poëte du seizième siècle Pontus de Thyard ayant àdéfinir les Grâces la fait en des termes qui reviennent singulièrementà ma pensée Des trois Grâces ditil la première étoit nommée_Aglaé_ la seconde _Thalie_ et la tierce _Euphrosyne_ _Aglaé_signifie _splendeur_ quil faut entendre pour celle grâce dentendementqui consiste au lustre de vérité et de vertu _Thalie_ signifie la_verde agréable et gentille beauté_ à savoir celle des linéaments bienconduits et des traits desquels la verde jeunesse est coutumière deplaire _Euphrosyne_ est la _joie_ que nous cause la pure délectation dela voix musicale et harmonieuse Sans insister sur les distinctionsun peu platoniques du vieil auteur il me suffit des traductions vivesquil emploie pour éclairer la discussion même Car cette _Thalie_comme il lappelle cette _verte et agréable beauté_ de la musepastorale à quel âge du monde iraton la demander si ce nest à sajeunesse et Théocrite nous représente bien cette jeunesse finissantequi se retourne une dernière fois et ressaisit comme dun coup doeiltous ses charmes avant de sen détacher Fontenelle a beau définir lamaturité actuelle du monde une virilité _sans vieillesse_ et danslaquelle lhomme sera toujours également capable des choses auxquellessa jeunesse était propre il est bien clair que cette capacitésapplique peu aux sentiments et que rien de tout ce quil y a desolide ou de raffiné dans lhomme moderne ne saurait lui rendre unecertaine fleur Ajoutons que tout en faisant la guerre à Théocritecontre ceux quil appelait les savants et qui dans ce cascinétaient pas autres que les gens de goût Fontenelle luimême semblereconnaître son impuissance et il rend les armes lorsquil dit Quoiquil en soit je vois que toute leur faveur est pour Théocrite etquils ont résolu quil serait le prince des poëtes bucoliques Ilslont résolu en effet et comme quiconque remonte sincèrement à lasource est aussitôt de leur sentiment larrêt toujours rajeuni nesaurait manquer de vivre1Lidylle nest pas un genre qui puisse indifféremment venir en touttemps et partout il y faut une part de naturel même quand lart doitsen mêler Théocrite nétait plus sans doute dans cet état dinnocenceet de naïveté dont il nous a reproduit plus dun tableau il venait à lafin dune littérature trèscultivée il vivait diton à la cour desrois Pourtant dans cette Sicile heureuse bien que tant de foisbouleversée il avait été témoin dune vie réellement pastorale ilavait dans sa jeunesse entendu de vrais chants quaccompagnait laflûte de vrais bergers et il nen fallut pas davantage à son génieinventif pour saisir loccasion dune poésie neuve Théocrite étaitpar rapport aux choses quil représentait dans cette condition de_demivérité_ qui est peutêtre la plus favorable à limaginationCelleci alors en effet a de quoi sappuyer et à la fois de quoi jouerlibrement elle atteint au réel et tour à tour se tient à distanceelle serre de près le détail et elle met à lensemble la perspectiveAinsi lon peut se figurer le poëte syracusain copiant inventant avecmesure usant des beaux cadres tout trouvés que lui fournissaient lepaysage et lhorizon des mers attentif aux moindres motifs rustiquessachant les combiner et les achever même lorsquil,13
+Produced by Tapio RiikonenKANGASTUKSIA TALVIYÖ HALLA TÄHTITARHAEino Leino1902 1905 1908 1912SISÄLLYSKANGASTUKSIA  Jumalan tammi  Perman taru    Puma tietäjä    Kevätuhri    Pyhä Tapani    Perman helmi    Kolfrosta    Tapanin jumalanpalvelus    Puman käynti kuninkaan linnassa    Thorer Hund    Vangit    Templin ryöstö    Kansan käräjät    Vienan immen kuolo  Lauluja satunäytelmästä Hiiden miekka    Äidin surut    Trubaduurin laulu    Sukkamielen sauva  Aika  Imatran tarina  Kankuri  Vartiolta  Tahtoisin nähdä ma Kartagon naisen  Lapin kesä  La Tricoteuse  Kimmon kosto  Rypäletyttö  Minun tieni  Linnulle kirkkomaalla  Temppeliherra  Nauruunsa kuolija  Lauluja vanhaan tapaan    Puro    Toisin siellä toisin täällä    Tuulien erehdys    Kuutamolla    Armain kuoleman ajatus    Luojan leipä    Ei ne kaikki kuollehia    Sateenkaari  Jumalien keinu  Tuska  Väinämöisen lauluTALVIYÖ  Talviyö  Ajan kirja    Carmen saeculare    Kumpi on kauniimpi    Myrsky    Eräälle kansalaiselle    Pro Humanitate    Tottumus    Syvyyksistä    Proloogi Tampereen teatterin avajaisiin    Revontulet  Eyan kirja    Häähymni    Nocturne    Niniven lapset 13    Karavaanikuoro    Bajadeerit    Kultaiset langat    Atlantica    Mies mielipuoleks tulla voi    Punainen neilikka 17    Korkea veisu  Yön kirja    Tuulikannel    Sydän 12    Jumala    Tähtipojat    IkuTurso    Uranuurtajat    Mietelmiä 14    Kotiliesi    Niin olekin maani matkaHALLA  Keskiyön kuoro  Lapin lauluja    Velhon virsi    Naisen hyvyys    Noidan neiet    Ruijan rukous    Hangen lapsia    Punahilkka    Lapinkävijä    Jääkukka  Lepaan neiti    IIII  Jääkiteitä    Henki    Sininen tuli    Talven taika    Minä 14    Mestari    Ne hienot sielut    Yksilön murhe    Elegia    Vaalin valta    Railo jäässä    Lex      1 Oikeus      2 Tietäjän näky      3 Yö      4 Kansalliskaarti      5 Suomen vaakuna    Kansan henki  Härmää    Tunnen syntysi    Kultaperho    Nuori nainen    Lauluton kesä    Meren maininki    Toinentoinen  Sinikan laulu  Theanon laulu  Timandran laulu  Lydian laulu  Tietäjän tupa    Tuhka tummuu    Pahat peijaat    Sulkanuoli    Tähti    Päätös    Outo oppi    Näky    Haamu  Turjun loihtu    Vanha vaimo    Kuollut kukka    Laulajan murhe 12    Laulaja ja Maaemo    Maan valitus    Talvilaulu    Pahat neuvoa pitivät    Turjan tuomio    Laulajan lohdutus  Meren kaupunki    IVII  Luonnon luotteita    1 Maan virsi    2 Meren virsi    3 Ilman virsi    4 Tulen virsi    Epilogi Sähkön sävelTÄHTITARHA  Tähtitarha  Kuolemattomuuden toive  Yövartiolta    Lapin tarkka 18    Maan hädässä    Suora sana    Karjalan kannas    Maamies mahti Suomenmaan    Hakkapeliittain marssi    Vapaa mies    Eräänä uudenvuoden yönä    Sukuvirsi    Veljesvirsi  Marjatan tähdet    Marjatan tähdet    Ildiko    Turha kauna    Dies irae    Mennyt    Kevät kirkkahin    Loukatut    Runokirje    Näky    Maria Antoinette    Kunnia hälle  Kohtalon kirja    Ikävöi ihminen    Pyhä Martti    Hautojen keskellä    Se kuitenkin liikkuu    Sähköfantasia    Vaeltaja    Totuuden etsijä    Titanic  Kuvia ja mielikuvia    Lapsen kirkko    Eräs Berlinimuisto    Nuori Nietzsche    Nuori Alkibiades    Pikku Helka    Vanha Täti    Kahdet silmät    Vanteenheittäjät    Yövirsi    Irja    Niin sinua katsoin neiti    Minkä taisin poika parka    Aatuukko    Kadonnut sävel 15    Moitittu runotar    Nuori Jouko    Salome  Hymylä    Erinomainen maa    Hiiri    Laki ja hutikka    Lammas ja vuohipukki    Kyltyyri    TarhapöllöKANGASTUKSIA1902JUMALAN TAMMIMikä on tammipuun tohinaminun koidon korvissaniTammi on Jumalan tammielämän aukean ahollapäivässä pimenevässälaulun yössä lankeevassaPois viha pois kateuskarkotkaa katalat kiistathaihtukaa elämän huoletsekä järjen jäiset tuumatYön elämä ympärillätyynny Tyyntykää inehmotRaukene ratasten räiskesekä seppojen jyrinäMinun on mieleni kuullakseniLuojan suuren puun puhettaTarinoi Jumalan tammiOlen toiminnan tohinakaaoksessa kaikkeudenkohtalon kohina olenpuhki ihmisten povienolen pauke maan pajassahumu ilman huonehessakuurot kuulevat minuakuulevaiset eivät kuuleKysyn sykkivin sydäminJa mitäpä minulle huoutJulistaa Jumalan tammiHumisen huolia sinullesurun annan aateluuttavaivan kalvavan vakauttaylevyyttä ylhän tuskankynnän otsasi vakoihinsielusi enemmän kynnänpanen paadet hartioillekäsken nuorna kärsimähänKysyn,13
+Produced by Steven desJardins and Distributed ProofreadersTHE ALTAR STEPSBYCOMPTON MACKENZIE_Author of Carnival Youths EncounterPoor Relations etc_NEW YORKGEORGE H DORAN COMPANY1922_The only portrait in this book isof one who is now dead_THIS BOOK THE PRELUDE TO_The Parsons Progress_I INSCRIBEWITH DEEPEST AFFECTIONTO MY MOTHER_S Valentines Day 1922_CONTENTS     I  The Bishops Shadow    II  The Lima Street Mission   III  Religious Education    IV  Husband and Wife     V  Palm Sunday    VI  Nancepean   VII  Life at Nancepean  VIII  The Wreck    IX  Slowbridge     X  WhitSunday    XI  Meade Cantorum   XII  The Pomeroy Affair  XIII  WychontheWold   XIV  St Marks Day    XV  The Scholarship   XVI  Chatsea  XVII  The Drunken Priest XVIII  Silchester College Mission   XIX  The Altar for the Dead    XX  Father Rowley   XXI  Points of View  XXII  Sister Esther Magdalene XXIII  Malford Abbey  XXIV  The Order of St George   XXV  Suscipe Me Domine  XXVI  Addition XXVII  MultiplicationXXVIII  Division  XXIX  Subtraction   XXX  The New Bishop of Silchester  XXXI  Silchester Theological College XXXII  Ember DaysTHE ALTAR STEPSCHAPTER ITHE BISHOPS SHADOWFrightened by some alarm of sleep that was forgotten in the moment ofwaking a little boy threw back the bedclothes and with quick heart andbreath sat listening to the torrents of darkness that went rolling byHe dared not open his mouth to scream lest he should be suffocated hedared not put out his arm to search for the bellrope lest he should beseized he dared not hide beneath the blankets lest he should be keptthere he could do nothing except sit up trembling in a vain effort toorientate himself Had the room really turned upside down On an impulseof terror he jumped back from the engorging night and bumped hisforehead on one of the brass knobs of the bedstead With horror heapprehended that what he had so often feared had finally come to passAn earthquake had swallowed up London in spite of everybodys assurancethat London could not be swallowed up by earthquakes He was going downdown to smoke and fire    or was it the end of the world The quickand the dead    skeletons    thousands and thousands of skeletons  Guardian Angel he shriekedNow surely that Guardian Angel so often conjured must appear A shaft ofgolden candlelight flickered through the half open door The little boyprepared an attitude to greet his Angel that was a compound of thesuspicion and courtesy with which he would have welcomed a new governessand the admiring fellowship with which he would have thrown a piece ofbread to a swanAre you awake Mark he heard his mother whisper outsideHe answered with a cry of exultation and reliefOh Mother he sighed clinging to the soft sleeves of herdressinggown I thought it was being the end of the worldWhat made you think that my preciousI dont know I just woke up and the room was upside down And first Ithought it was an earthquake and then I thought it was the Day ofJudgment He suddenly began to chuckle to himself How silly of meMother Of course it couldnt be the Day of Judgment because itsnight isnt it It couldnt ever be the Day of Judgment in the nightcould it he continued hopefullyMrs Lidderdale did not hesitate to reassure her small son on thispoint She had no wish to add another to that long list of nightly fearsand fantasies which began with mad dogs and culminated in the Prince ofDarkness himselfThe room looks quite safe now doesnt it Mark theorizedIt is quite safe darlingDo you think I could have the gas lighted when you really _must_ goJust a little bit for onceOnly a little bit he echoed doubtfully A very small illumination wasin its eerie effect almost worse than absolute darknessIt isnt healthy to sleep with a great deal of light said his motherWell how much could I have Just for once not a crocus but a tulipAnd of course not a violetMark always thought of the gasjets as flowers The dimmest of all wasthe violet followed by the crocus the tulip and the waterlily thelast a brilliant affair with wavy edges and sparkling motes dancingabout in the blue water on which it swamNo no dearest boy You really cant have as much as that And nowsnuggle down and go to sleep again I wonder what made you wake upMark seized upon this splendid excuse to detain his mother for awhileWell it wasnt ergzackly a dream he began to improvise Because Iwas awake And I heard a terrible plump and I said what can that beand then I was frightened and   Yes well my sweetheart you must tell Mother in the morningMark perceived that he had been too slow in working up to his crisis anddesperately he sought for something to arrest the attention of hisbeloved audiencePerhaps my Guardian Angel was beside me all the time because lookheres a featherHe eyed his mother hoping against hope that she would pretend to accepthis suggestion but alas she was severely unimaginativeNow darling dont talk foolishly You know perfectly that is only afeather which has worked its way out of your pillowWhyThe monosyllable had served Mark well in its time but even as he fellback upon this stale resource he knew it had failed at lastI cant stay to explain why now but if you try to think youllunderstand whyMother if I dont have any gas at all will you sit with me in thedark for a little while a tiny little while and stroke my foreheadwhere I bumped it on the knob of,2
+Produced by Kentuckiana Digital Library David Garcia MichaelCiesielski and the PG Online Distributed Proofreading TeamTHE ARABIAN ARTOFTAMING AND TRAININGWILD  VICIOUS HORSESBYT GILBERT BRO RAMSEY  COPRINTED AND SOLD FOR THE PUBLISHER BYHENRY WATKINSPRINTER 225  227 WEST FIFTH STREET CINCINNATI OHIO1856INTRODUCTIONThe first domestication of the horse one of the greatest achievements ofman in the animal kingdom was not the work of a day but like all othergreat accomplishments was brought about by a gradual process ofdiscoveries and experiments He first subdued the more subordinateanimals on account of their being easily caught and tamed and used formany years the mere drudges the ox the ass and the camel instead ofthe fleet and elegant horse This noble animal was the last brought intosubjection owing perhaps to mans limited and inaccurate knowledge ofhis nature and his consequent inability to control him This fact aloneis sufficient evidence of his superiority over all other animalsMan in all his inventions and discoveries has almost invariablycommenced with some simple principle and gradually developed it from onedegree of perfection to another The first hint that we have of the use ofelectricity was Franklins drawing it from the clouds with his kite Nowit is the instrument of conveying thought from mind to mind with arapidity that surpasses time The great propelling power that drives thewheel of the engine over our land and ploughs the ocean with oursteamers was first discovered escaping from a teakettle And so thepowers of the horse second only to the powers of steam became known toman only as experiments and investigation revealed themThe horse according to the best accounts we can gather has been theconstant servant of man for nearly four thousand years ever rewarding himwith his labor and adding to his comfort in proportion to his skill andmanner of using him but being to those who govern him by brute force andknow nothing of the beauty and delight to be gained from the cultivationof his finer nature a fretful vicious and often dangerous servantwhilst to the Arabs whose horse is the pride of his life and who governshim by the law of kindness we find him to be quite a different animalThe manner in which he is treated from a foal gives him an affection andattachment for his master not known in any other country The Arab and hischildren the mare and her foal inhabit the tent together and althoughthe foal and the mares neck are often pillows for the children to rollupon no accident ever occurs the mare being as careful of the childrenas of the colt Such is the mutual attachment between the horse and hismaster that he will leave his companions at his masters call ever gladto obey his voice And when the Arab falls from his horse and is unableto rise again he will stand by him and neigh for assistance and if helays down to sleep as fatigue sometimes compels him to do in the midst ofthe desert his faithful steed will watch over him and neigh to arousehim if man or beast approaches The Arabs frequently teach their horsessecret signs or signals which they make use of on urgent occasions tocall forth their utmost exertions These are more efficient than thebarbarous mode of urging them on with the spur and whip a forcibleillustration of which will be found in the following anecdoteA Bedouin named Jabal possessed a mare of great celebrity Hassad Pachathen Governor of Damascus wished to buy the animal and repeatedly madethe owner the most liberal offers which Jabal steadily refused The Pachathen had recourse to threats but with no better success At length oneGafar a Bedouin of another tribe presented himself to the Pacha andasked what he would give the man who should make him master of Jabalsmare I will fill his horses nosebag with gold replied Hassad Theresult of this interview having gone abroad Jabal became more watchfulthan ever and always secured his mare at night with an iron chain oneend of which was fastened to her hind fetlock whilst the other afterpassing through the tent cloth was attached to a picket driven in theground under the felt that served himself and wife for a bed But onemidnight Gafar crept silently into the tent and succeeded in looseningthe chain Just before starting off with his prize he caught up Jabalslance and poking him with the butt end cried out I am Gafar I havestolen your noble mare and will give you notice in time This warningwas in accordance with the customs of the Desert for to rob a hostiletribe is considered an honorable exploit and the man who accomplishes itis desirous of all the glory that may flow from the deed Poor Jabal whenhe heard the words rushed out of the tent and gave the alarm thenmounting his brothers mare accompanied by some of his tribe he pursuedthe robber for four hours The brothers mare was of the same stock asJabals but was not equal to her nevertheless he outstripped those ofall the other pursuers and was even on the point of overtaking therobber when Jabal shouted to him Pinch her right ear and give her atouch of the heel Gafar did so and away went the mare like lightningspeedily rendering further pursuit hopeless The _pinch in the ear_ andthe _touch with the heel_ were the secret signs by which Jabal had beenused to urge his mare to her utmost speed Jabals companions were amazedand indignant at his strange conduct O thou father of a jackass theycried thou hast helped the thief to rob thee of thy jewel But hesilenced their upbraidings by saying I would rather lose her than sullyher reputation Would you have me suffer it to be said among the tribesthat another mare had proved fleeter than mine I have at least thiscomfort left me that I can say she never met with her matchDifferent countries have their different modes of horsemanship butamongst all of them its first practice was carried on in but a rude andindifferent way being hardly,7
+Produced by Juliet Sutherland Jeannie Howse and the PG OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team httpwwwpgdpnet     TEXTBOOK EDITION     THE CHRONICLES     OF AMERICA SERIES     ALLEN JOHNSON     EDITOR     GERHARD R LOMER     CHARLES W JEFFERYS     ASSISTANT EDITORS     OUR FOREIGNERS     A CHRONICLE OF     AMERICANS IN THE MAKING     BY SAMUEL P ORTH     Illustration     NEW HAVEN YALE UNIVERSITY PRESS     TORONTO GLASGOW BROOK  CO     LONDON HUMPHREY MILFORD     OXFORD UNIVERSITY PRESS_1920 by Yale University Press_PRINTED IN THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICACONTENTS                                Page        I OPENING THE DOOR             1       II THE AMERICAN STOCK          21      III THE NEGRO                   45       IV UTOPIAS IN AMERICA          66        V THE IRISH INVASION         103       VI THE TEUTONIC TIDE          124      VII THE CALL OF THE LAND       147     VIII THE CITY BUILDERS          162       IX THE ORIENTAL               188        X RACIAL INFILTRATION        208       XI THE GUARDED DOOR           221           BIBLIOGRAPHICAL NOTE       235           INDEX                      241OUR FOREIGNERSCHAPTER IOPENING THE DOORLong before men awoke to the vision of America the Old World was thescene of many stupendous migrations One after another the Goths theHuns the Saracens the Turks and the Tatars by the sheer tidalforce of their numbers threatened to engulf the ancient and medievalcivilization of Europe But neither in the motives prompting them norin the effect they produced nor yet in the magnitude of theirnumbers will such migrations bear comparison with the great exodus ofEuropean peoples which in the course of three centuries has made theUnited States of America That movement of racesfirst across the seaand then across the land to yet another sea which set in with theEnglish occupation of Virginia in 1607 and which has continued fromthat day to this an almost ceaseless stream of millions of humanbeings seeking in the New World what was denied them in the Oldhasno parallel in historyIt was not until the seventeenth century that the door of thewilderness of North America was opened by Englishmen but if we areinterested in the circumstances and ideas which turned Englishmenthither we must look back into the wonderful sixteenth centuryandeven into the fifteenth for it was only five or six years after thegreat Christophers discovery that the Cabots John and Sebastianraised the Cross of St George on the North American coast Twogenerations later when the New World was pouring its treasure intothe lap of Spain and when all England was pulsating with the new andnoble life of the Elizabethan Age the sea captains of the Great Queenchallenged the Spanish monarch defeated his Great Armada andunfurled the English flag symbol of a changing era in every seaThe political and economic thought of the sixteenth century wasconducive to imperial expansion The feudal fragments of kingdoms werebeing fused into a true nationalism It was the day of themercantilists when gold and silver were given a grotesquelyexaggerated place in the national economy and selfsufficiency wasdeemed to be the goal of every great nation Freed from the restraintof rivals the nation sought to produce its own raw material controlits own trade and carry its own goods in its own ships to its ownmarkets This economic doctrine appealed with peculiar force to thepeople of England England was very far from being selfsustainingShe was obliged to import salt sugar dried fruits wines silkscotton potash naval stores and many other necessary commoditiesEven of the fish which formed a staple food on the English workmanstable twothirds of the supply was purchased from the DutchMoreover wherever English traders sought to take the products ofEnglish industry mostly woolen goods they were met byhandicapstariffs Sound dues monopolies exclusions retaliationsand even persecutionsSo England was eager to expand under her own flag With the freshcourage and buoyancy of youth she fitted out ships and sent forthexpeditions And while she shared with the rest of the Europeans thevision of India and the Orient her gentlemen adventurers were notlong in seeing the possibilities that lay concealed beyond theinviting harbors the navigable rivers and the forestcovered valleysof North America With a willing heart they believed their quaintchronicler Richard Hakluyt when he declared that America could bring_as great a profit to the Realme of England as the Indes to the Kingof Spain_ that _golde silver copper leade and perales inaboundaunce_ had been found there also _precious stones,3
+Produced by Audrey Longhurst Charlie Kirschner and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team_The_ YOUNGER SETWORKS OF ROBERT W CHAMBERS     THE YOUNGER SET     THE FIGHTING CHANCE     THE TREE OF HEAVEN     THE TRACER OF LOST PERSONS     THE RECKONING     IOLE     Cardigan     The MaidatArms     Lorraine     Maids of Paradise     Ashes of Empire     The Red Republic     The King in Yellow     A Maker of Moons     A King and a Few Dukes     The Conspirators     The Cambric Mask     The Haunts of Men     Outsiders     A Young Man in a Hurry     The Mystery of Choice     In Search of the Unknown     In the Quarter                                        FOR CHILDREN     GardenLand     ForestLand     RiverLand     MountainLand     OrchardLand     OutdoorlandIllustration Gave into his keeping soul and bodyPage 513_The_YOUNGER SETBYROBERT W CHAMBERSAUTHOR OFTHE FIGHTING CHANCE ETCWITH ILLUSTRATIONS BYGC WILMSHURSTD APPLETON AND COMPANYNEW YORK_Published August 1907_TOMY MOTHERCONTENTSCHAPTER                      PAGE   IHIS OWN PEOPLE           1  IIA DREAM ENDS            43 IIIUNDER THE ASHES         84  IVMIDLENT               119   VAFTERGLOW              161  VITHE UNEXPECTED         194 VIIERRANDS AND LETTERS    242VIIISILVERSIDE             280  IXA NOVICE               324   XLEX NON SCRIPTA        384  XIHIS OWN WAY            420 XIIHER WAY                460       ARS AMORIS             503THE YOUNGER SET                                   CHAPTER IHIS OWN PEOPLEYou never met Selwyn did youNo sirNever heard anything definite about his trouble insisted GerardOh yes sir replied young Erroll Ive heard a good deal about itEverybody has you knowWell I _dont_ know retorted Austin Gerard irritably whateverybody has heard but I suppose its the usual garbled version madeup of distorted fact and malicious gossip Thats why I sent for youSit downGerald Erroll seated himself on the edge of the big polished table inAustins private office one leg swinging an unlighted cigarettebetween his lipsAustin Gerard his late guardian big florid with that peculiar blueeye which seems to characterise hasty temper stood by the windowtossing up and catching the glittering gold piecesouvenir of thedirectors meeting which he had just leftWhat has happened he said is this Captain Selwyn is back intownsent up his card to me but they told him I was attending adirectors meeting When the meeting was over I found his card and amessage scribbled saying hed recently landed and was going uptown tocall on Nina Shell keep him there of course until I get home so Ishall see him this evening Now before you meet him I want you toplainly understand the truth about this unfortunate affair and thatswhy I telephoned your gimleteyed friend Neergard just now to let youcome around here for half an hourThe boy nodded and drawing a gold matchbox from his waistcoat pocketlighted his cigaretteWhy the devil dont you smoke cigars growled Austin more to himselfthan to Gerald then pocketing the gold piece seated himself heavilyin his big leather deskchairIn the first place he said Captain Selwyn is mybrotherinlawwhich wouldnt make an atom of difference to me in myjudgment of what has happened if he had been at fault But the facts ofthe case are these He held up an impressive forefinger and laid itflat across the large ruddy palm of the other hand First of all hemarried a cat Cat cat Is that clear GeraldYes sirGood What sort of a dance she led him out there in Manila Ive heardNever mind that now What I want you to know is how he behavedwithwhat quiet dignity steady patience and sweet temper under constantprovocation and mortification he conducted himself Then that fellowRuthven turned upandSelwyn is above that sort of suspicion Besideshis scouts took the field within a weekHe dropped a heavy highly coloured fist on his desk with a bangAfter that hike Selwyn came back to find that Alixe had sailed withJack Ruthven And what did he do take legal measures to free himselfas you or I or anybody with an ounce of temper in em would have doneNo he didnt That infernal Selwyn conscience began to get busy makinghim believe that if a woman kicks over the traces it must be because ofsome occult shortcoming on his part In,13
+The University of ChicagoThe Relation of the _Hrólfs Saga_ _Kraka_ and the _Bjarkarímur_ to_Beowulf_A Contribution to the History of Saga Development in England and theScandinavian CountriesA DISSERTATION SUBMITTED TO THE FACULTY OF THE GRADUATE SCHOOL OF ARTSAND LITERATURE IN CANDIDACY FOR THE DEGREE OF DOCTOR OF PHILOSOPHYDEPARTMENT OF ENGLISHBYOSCAR LUDVIG OLSONA Private EditionDistributed By The University of Chicago LibrariesA Trade Edition Is Published By The Society forthe Advancement of Scandinavian Study1916THE RELATION OF THE HRÓLFS SAGA KRAKA AND THE BJARKARÍMUR TO BEOWULFA CONTRIBUTION TO THE HISTORY OF SAGA DEVELOPMENT IN ENGLAND AND THESCANDINAVIAN COUNTRIESPREFACEIt was at the suggestion of Professor John M Manly that I took up thestudy which has resulted in the following dissertation and from him Ihave received much encouragement and valuable assistance on numerousoccasions I have profited by suggestions received from Professor TomPeete Cross and Professor James R Hulbert and Professor Chester NGould has been unstinting in his kindness in permitting me to draw onhis knowledge of the Old Norse language and literature In addition tothe aid received from these gentlemen professors in the University ofChicago I have received bibliographical information and helpfulsuggestions from Professor Frederick Klaeber of the University ofMinnesota I have been aided in various ways by Professor George TFlom of the University of Illinois particularly in preparing themanuscript for the press and from others I have had assistance inreading proof To all these gentlemen I am very grateful and I takethis opportunity to extend to them my sincere thanksINTRODUCTORYThe following pages are the result of an investigation that has grownout of a study of _Beowulf_ The investigation has been prosecutedmainly with a view to ascertaining as definitely as possible therelationship between the AngloSaxon poem and the _Hrólfs Saga Kraka_and has involved special consideration of two portions of the saganamely the _Boðvarsþáttr_ and the _Fróðaþáttr_ and such portions ofthe early literature in England and the Scandinavian countries as seemto bear some relationship to the stories contained in these twoportions of the saga Some of the results achieved may seem to beoutside the limits of the main theme But they are not without valuein this connection for they throw light on the manner in which the_Hrólfssaga_ and some of the other compositions in question came toassume the form in which we now find them Thus these results assistus in determining the extent to which the saga and the _Bjarkarímur_are related to _Beowulf_As the field under consideration has been the object of investigation bya number of scholars much that otherwise would need to be explained toprepare the way for what is to be presented lies ready at hand and thisis used as a foundation on which to build furtherIn order to give the reader who is interested in the subject but hasnot made a special study of it an idea of the problems involved andthe solutions that have been offered the discussion is preceded by abrief summary of the principal conclusions reached by various scholarsBIBLIOGRAPHY AND ABBREVIATIONS_Aarb__Aarböger for nordisk Oldkyndighed og Historie 1894__Ark__Arkiv för Nordisk Filologi__Ang__Anglia__Ant Tid__Antiquarisk Tidsskrift__Beow__Beowulf_ The line numbering used is that of AJ Wyattsedition_Beow_ Child_Beowulf and the Finnesburh Fragment_ translated byCG Child 1904_Beow Stud__BeowulfStudien_ by Gregor Sarrazin 1888_Beow Unt__Beowulf Untersuchungen_ by Bernhard ten Brink 1888_Beow Unt Ang__Beowulf Untersuchungen über das angelsächsischeEpos und die älteste Geschichte der germanischen Seevölker_ by KarlMüllenhoff 1889_Camb Hist Lit__The Cambridge History of English Literature__Chron__Chronicles of England Scotland and Ireland_ by RaphaelHolinshed edition of 1808_Helt__Danmarks Heltedigtning_ by Axel Otrik vol I 1903 vol II1910_Dan Nor Rig__Danske og norske Riger paa de britiske Öer iDanevældens Tidsalder_ by Johannes CH Steenstrup 1882_Eng Nov__The Development of the English Novel_ by Wilbur L Cross1914_Dictionary of National Biography__Eng Stud__Englische Studien__Ext Ch Rol__Extraits de la Chanson de Roland_ by Gaston Paris1912_Gest Dan__Gesta Danorum_ by Saxo Grammaticus edited by A Holder1886_Eltons Saxo__The First Nine Books of the Danish History of SaxoGrammaticus_ translated by Oliver Elton 1894_Gesch Alteng Lit__Geschichte der altenglischen Litteratur_ byAlois Brandl Pauls _Grundriss der germanischen Philologie_ 1908_Heimsk__Heimskringla eller Norges Kongesagaer_ by SnorreSturlasson edited by CR Unger 1868_Hist Reg Wald__Historia Regis Waldei_ by Johannes Bramis editedby R Imelmann 1912_Hist Mer__Historia Meriadoci_ edited by JD Bruce 1913_Hrs Bjark__Hrólfs Saga Kraka og Bjarkarímur_ edited by FinnurJónsson 1904_Icel Leg__Icelandic Legends_ collected by Jón Arnason translatedby George E Powell and Eiríkur Magnússon 1864_Mort dArth__Morte dArthur_ by Sir Thomas Malory Globe edition1871_Norroen Fornkvæði_ edited by Sophus Bugge 1867_Nor Tales__Norse Fairy Tales_ selected and adapted from thetranslations of Sir George Webbe Dasent 1910_Folk Huld Even__Norske Folkeog HuldreEventyr i Udvalg_ by PChr Asbjörnsen revised edition by Moltke Moe 1910_Event Sagn__Norske Folkeeventyr og Sagn_ by OT Olsen 1912_Nor Hist__Det norske Folks Historie_ by PA Munch 1852_SagnNorske Sagn_ Christiania 1902_Notes BeowNotes on Beowulf_ by Thomas Arnold 1898_Oldn Lit HistDen oldnorske og oldislandske Litteraturs Historie_by Finnur Jónsson_Grundr_Pauls _Grundriss der germanischen Philologie__PBB_Paul and Braunes _Beiträge zur Geschichte der deutschenLitteratur__Pop TalesPopular Tales from the North_ by George Webbe Dasent1859_PMLAPublications of the Modern Language Association ofAmerica__GrettisThe Saga of Grettir the Strong Everymans Library__Sc FolklScandinavian Folklore_ by William A Craigie 1896_Sc Rer DanScriptores Rerum Danicarum_ edited by Jakob Langebek1772_Macb_Shakespeares _Tragedy of Macbeth_ edited by William J Rolfe1905_Skjs_Skjoldungasaga _Aarböger for nordisk Oldkyndighed ogHistorie_ 1894_Sn EdSnorri Sturluson Edda_ edited by Finnur Jónsson 1900_St germ SagStudien zur germanischen Sagengeschichte_ I _Beowulf_by Friedrich Panzer 1910_St Sag EngStudien zur Sagengeschichte Englands_ I Teil _DieWikingersagen_ by Max Deutschbein 1906_Volsungasaga Fornaldarsogur Norðrlanda_ edited by ValdimarAsmundarson vol I 1891_Widsith_ _The Oldest English EpicBeowulf Widsith_ etctranslatedby Francis B Gummere 1909_Yel Fair BkThe Yellow Fairy Book_ by Andrew LangCONTENTS  Preface                               I  Introductory                          1  Bibliography and Abbreviations        3  The Relation of the Hrólfs Saga Kraka and the Bjarkarímur to Beowulf    I Boðvarsþáttr,46
+Produced by Juliet Sutherland Emmy and the PG Online DistributedProofreading TeamTHE HILLTOP BOYSON LOST ISLANDBYCYRIL BURLEIGHAUTHOR OF THE HILLTOP BOYS AND OTHER STORIESTHE GOLDSMITH PUBLISHING COCLEVELANDMADE IN USA1917PRESS OFTHE COMMERCIAL BOOKBINDING COCLEVELANDIllustration _He plunged the blade into the creatures vitals_CONTENTS      CHAPTER                        PAGE    I THE FLOATING ACADEMY             13   II JACKS DARING RESCUE             22  III THE UNEXPECTED HAPPENS           29   IV CAUGHT ON LOST ISLAND            37    V EXPLORING THE ISLAND             45   VI A WALK UNDER WATER               54  VII A REMARKABLE FIND                63 VIII DISCUSSING THE FIND              70   IX THE LAST VISIT TO THE WRECK      81    X A THRILLING ENCOUNTER            89   XI THE VOICES IN THE WOODS          98  XII ADVENTURES IN THE WOODS         107 XIII A STRANGE LIGHT AT SEA          118  XIV THE MAN WITH THE WHITE MUSTACHE 125   XV JESSE W IS SENT FOR HELP       132  XVI BENS STRANGE STORY             140 XVII DISCOVERIES AND DISAPPOINTMENTS 148XVIII IN THE LAIR OF THE FOX          160  XIX THE WAY OUT FOUND               170THE HILLTOP BOYS ON LOST ISLANDCHAPTER ITHE FLOATING ACADEMYWell if this is a life on the ocean wave or anything like it I amsatisfied to remain on shoreI knew that the Hudson river could cut up pretty lively at times but thefrolics of the Hudson are not a patch on thisThey said we would not be seasick but if I am not I dont know what youcall it I dont want it any worse at any rateThey said it wouldnt hurt any if you were sick but I wonder if theyever tried it themselvesNo they are like the old bachelors who write about how to bring upchildren They never had any so they dont know anything about themWell if we get much more of this I shall get out and walkAnd Ill go with you my boyThere were three boys on the deck of a large steam yacht now about twodays out from New York bound to the West Indies on a voyage combiningpleasure and educationThe boys belonged to the Hilltop Academy situated in the Highlands of theHudson and their names were Billy Manners Harry Dickson and ArthurWarren all being close chums and ready to share any adventure exceptthat of being seasickThey were none of them sick but they were all afraid they would be hencetheir remarks upon the subjectThere were close upon a hundred of the Hilltop Boys and they were now ona tour of the islands of the Spanish Main having been invited by thefather of one of them a man largely interested in the shipping businesswho had put at their service a commodious steam yacht large enough to holdthem allBesides the boys there were Dr Theophilus Wise the principal and anumber of his instructors the negro coachman at the Academy who was nowserving in the capacity of cook and general handy man to the doctor andthe boys and the captain and crew a considerable party all toldThe sky was bright there was none too much motion and there was reallyno reason why a lot of healthy boys should be seasick and perhaps theyonly feared they would be and were just a little uncomfortableThey were to spend the Easter vacation and a few weeks longer among theislands continuing their studies as usual and getting a knowledge ofgeography and of many other things which they could not get by merelystudying books Dr Wise having practical ideas on these points andhaving now a chance to carry them out through the generosity of Mr Smiththe shipping merchant who had furnished the yachtHis son Jesse W one of the youngest boys at the Academy had been foundand brought home when lost on the mountains by one of the Hilltop boys bythe name of Jack Sheldon a general favorite at the Academy and it was inrecognition of this act that he had decided to give the boys this gloriousvacationAs the three boys were complaining about the rough seas and the chance ofbecoming seasick they were joined by two others one of whom said in abreezy voice and with a lively airWell boys how are you enjoying yourselves Glorious weather isnt itFine breeze just the thing to send us along although we do not need itgoing under steamIm glad you like it Jack said Harry with a wry face but I cant saythat I do You may be used to the water but I am notI have never been at sea before laughed Jack so I cannot be any moreused to it than you are Perhaps you have been eating too much that mightmake you sick You dont look it at any rateI dont know how I look muttered Billy Manners stopping,15
+Produced by Polly StrattonTHE GOLF COURSE MYSTERYby Chester K SteeleCONTENTS     I         PUTTING OUT     II        THE NINETEENTH HOLE     III       Why     IV        VIOLAS DECISION     V         HARRYS MISSION     VI        By A QUIET STREAM     VII       THE INQUEST     VIII      ON SUSPICION     IX        58 C H161     X         A WATER HAZARD     XI        POISONOUS PLANTS     XII       BLOSSOMS SUSPICIONS     XIII      CAPTAIN POLAND CONFESSES     XIV       THE PRIVATE SAFE     XV        POOR FISHING     XVI       SOME LETTERS     XVII      OVER THE TELEPHONE     XVIII     A LARGE BLONDE LADY     XIX       UNKNOWN     XX        A MEETING     XXI       THE LIBRARY POSTA     XXII      THE LARGE BLONDE AGAIN     XXIII     MOROCCO KATE ALLY     XXIV      STILL WATERSCHAPTER I PUTTING OUTThere was nothing in that clear calm day with its blue sky and itsflooding sunshine to suggest in the slightest degree the awful tragedyso close at handthat tragedy which so puzzled the authorities andwhich came so close to wrecking the happiness of several innocentpeopleThe waters of the inlet sparkled like silver and over those waterspoised the osprey his rapidly moving wings and fanspread tailsuspending him almost stationary in one spot while with eager andfarseeing eyes he peered into the depths below The bird was a darkblotch against the perfect blue sky for several seconds and thensuddenly folding his pinions and closing his tail he darted downwardlike a bomb dropped from an aeroplaneThere was a splash in the water a shower of sparkling drops as theosprey arose a fish vainly struggling in its talons and from a dustygray roadster which had halted along the highway while the occupantwatched the hawk there came an exclamation of satisfactionDid you see that Harry called the occupant of the gray car toa slightly built bronzed companion in a machine of vivid yellowchristened by some who had ridden in it the Spanish Omelet Did yousee that kill As clean as a hounds tooth and not a lost motion of afeather Some sportthat fishhawk GadYes it was a neat bit of work Gerry But rather out of keeping withthe dayOut of keeping What do you meanWell out of tune if you like that better Its altogether too perfecta day for a killing of any sort seems to meOh youre getting sentimental all at once arent you Harry askedCaptain Gerry Poland with just the trace of a covert sneer in hisvoice I suppose you wouldnt have even a fishhawk get a much neededmeal on a bright sunshiny day when if ever he must have a whale ofan appetite Youd have him wait until it was dark and gloomy and rainywith a northeast wind blowing and all that sort of thing Now for mea kill is a kill no matter what the weatherThe better the day the worse the deed I suppose and Harry Bartlettsmiled as he leaned forward preparatory to throwing the switch of hismachines selfstarter for both automobiles had come to a stop to watchthe ospreyOh well I dont know that the day has anything to do with it saidthe captaina courtesy title bestowed because he was president of theMaraposa Yacht Club I was just interested in the clean way the beggardived after that fish Flounder wasnt itYes though usually the birds are glad enough to get a mossbunkerWell the fish will soon be a dead one I supposeYes food for the little ospreys I imagine Well its a good death todieserving some useful purpose even if its only to be eaten Gad Ididnt expect to get on such a gruesome subject when we started outBy the way speaking of killings I expect to make a neat one today onthis cupwinners matchHow I didnt know there was much bettingOh but there is and Ive picked up some tidy odds against our friendCarwell Im taking his end and I think hes going to winBetter be careful Gerry Golf is an uncertain game especially whentheres a match on among the old boys like Horace Carwell and the crowdof pastperformers and cupwinners he trails along with Hes just aslikely to pull or slice as the veriest novice and once he starts toslide hes a goner No reserve comeback you knowOh Ive not so sure about that Hell be all right if hell let thechampagne alone before he starts to play Im banking on him At thesame time I havent bet all my money Ive a ten spot left that saysI can beat you to the clubhouse even if one of my cylinders has beenmissing the last two miles How about itYoure on said Harry Bartlett shortlyThere was a throb from each machine as the electric motors started theengines and then they shot down the wide road in clouds of dustthesinister,47
+Produced by Juliet Sutherland Richard J Shiffer and the PG OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team  MOTHER WEST WIND WHY STORIES  by  THORNTON W BURGESS  Author of Old Mother West Wind and  The Bed Time StoryBooks  _Illustrations in Color by HARRISON CADY_  BOSTON  LITTLE BROWN AND COMPANY  1920  Illustration He went right on about his business FRONTISPIECE  BOOKS BY THORNTON W BURGESS  BEDTIME STORYBOOKS   1 THE ADVENTURES OF REDDY FOX   2 THE ADVENTURES OF JOHNNY CHUCK   3 THE ADVENTURES OF PETER COTTONTAIL   4 THE ADVENTURES OF UNC BILLY POSSUM   5 THE ADVENTURES OF MR MOCKER   6 THE ADVENTURES OF JERRY MUSKRAT   7 THE ADVENTURES OF DANNY MEADOW MOUSE   8 THE ADVENTURES OF GRANDFATHER FROG   9 THE ADVENTURES OF CHATTERER THE RED SQUIRREL  10 THE ADVENTURES OF SAMMY JAY  11 THE ADVENTURES OF BUSTER BEAR  12 THE ADVENTURES OF OLD MR TOAD  13 THE ADVENTURES OF PRICKLY PORKY  14 THE ADVENTURES OF OLD MAN COYOTE  15 THE ADVENTURES OF PADDY THE BEAVER  16 THE ADVENTURES OF POOR MRS QUACK  17 THE ADVENTURES OF BOBBY COON  18 THE ADVENTURES OF JIMMY SKUNK  19 THE ADVENTURES OF BOB WHITE  20 THE ADVENTURES OF OL MISTAH BUZZARD  MOTHER WEST WIND SERIES   1 OLD MOTHER WEST WIND   2 MOTHER WEST WINDS CHILDREN   3 MOTHER WEST WINDS ANIMAL FRIENDS   4 MOTHER WEST WINDS NEIGHBORS   5 MOTHER WEST WIND WHY STORIES   6 MOTHER WEST WIND HOW STORIES   7 MOTHER WEST WIND WHEN STORIES   8 MOTHER WEST WIND WHERE STORIES  GREEN MEADOW SERIES   1 HAPPY JACK   2 MRS PETER RABBIT   3 BOWSER THE HOUND   4 OLD GRANNY FOX  THE BURGESS BIRD BOOK FOR CHILDREN  THE BURGESS ANIMAL BOOK FOR CHILDREN  CONTENTS  CHAPTER     I WHY STRIPED CHIPMUNK IS PROUD OF HIS STRIPES    II WHY PETER RABBIT CANNOT FOLD HIS HANDS   III WHY UNC BILLY POSSUM PLAYS DEAD    IV WHY REDDY FOX WEARS RED     V WHY JIMMY SKUNK NEVER HURRIES    VI WHY SAMMY JAY HAS A FINE COAT   VII WHY JERRY MUSKRAT BUILDS HIS HOUSE IN THE WATER  VIII WHY OLD MAN COYOTE HAS MANY VOICES    IX WHY MINER THE MOLE LIVES UNDER GROUND     X WHY MR SNAKE CANNOT WINK    XI WHY BOBBY COON HAS RINGS ON HIS TAIL   XII WHY THERE IS A BLACK HEAD IN THE BUZZARD FAMILY  XIII WHY BUSTER BEAR APPEARS TO HAVE NO TAIL   XIV WHY FLITTER THE BAT FLIES AT NIGHT    XV WHY SPOTTY THE TURTLE CARRIES HIS HOUSE WITH HIM   XVI WHY PADDY THE BEAVER HAS A BROAD TAILLIST OF ILLUSTRATIONSHE WENT RIGHT ON ABOUT HIS BUSINESSAS THEY WERE ALL VERY HUNGRY THEY WOULD LIKE TO KNOW WHEN THE FEAST    WOULD BE READYYOU DONT MEAN TO SAY SO PETER INTERRUPTED GRANDFATHER FROGHE WOULD MAKE NO REPLY SAVE TO RUN OUT HIS TONGUE AT THEMTHEN OLD KING BEAR WISHED THAT HE HADNT A TAILIT MUST BE FINE TO FLY THOUGHT PETER I WISH I COULD FLYHI SPOTTY HE SHOUTED WHERE DO YOU LIVETHE FIRST THING PETER LOOKED TO SEE WAS WHAT KIND OF A TAIL PADDY HASIWHY STRIPED CHIPMUNK IS PROUD OF HIS STRIPESThe Merry Little Breezes of Old Mother West Wind are great friends ofStriped Chipmunk They hurry to call on him the very first thing everymorning after Old Mother West Wind has brought them down from thePurple Hills They always beg him to stop and play with them butoften he refuses But he does it in such a merry way and with such atwinkle in his eyes that the Merry Little Breezes never get crossbecause he wont play No Sir they never get cross If anythingthey think just a little bit more of Striped Chipmunk because he wontplay You see they know that the reason he wont play is because hehas work to do and Striped Chipmunk believes and says    When there is work for me to do     The sooner started sooner throughSo every morning they ask him to play and every morning they laughwhen he says he has too much to do Then they rumple up his hair andpull his whiskers and give him last tag and race down to the SmilingPool to see Grandfather Frog and beg him for a story Now GrandfatherFrog is very old and very wise and he knows all about the days whenthe world was young When he is feeling just right he dearly loves totell about those longago daysOne morning the Merry Little Breezes found Grandfather Frog sittingas usual on his big green lilypad and they knew by the way he foldedhis hands across his white and yellow waistcoat that it was full offoolish green fliesOh Grandfather Frog please do tell us why it is that StripedChipmunk has such beautiful stripes on his coat begged one of theMerry Little BreezesChugarum They are stripes of honor replied Grandfather Frog inhis deep gruff voiceHonor Oh how lovely Do tell us about it Please do begged theMerry Little BreezesChugarum began Grandfather Frog his big goggly eyes twinklingOnce upon a time when the world was young old Mr Chipmunk thegrandfather a thousand times removed of Striped Chipmunk lived verymuch as Striped Chipmunk does now He was always very busy verybusy indeed and it was always about his own affairs By attendingstrictly to my own business I have no time to meddle with the affairsof my neighbors and so I keep out of trouble said old MrChipmunkJust what Striped Chipmunk,15
+Produced by Ted Garvin Stephen Hutcheson and the Online DistributedProofreading Team                         THE HYMNS of PRUDENTIUS                       TRANSLATED by R MARTIN POPE                      MDCCCCV PUBLISHED BY JM DENT                     AND CO ALDINE HOUSE LONDON W C                            CATHEMERINON LIBER                                    OF                                PRUDENTIUS                       HYMNS FOR THE CHRISTIANS DAY                           NEWLY TRANSLATED INTO                               ENGLISH VERSE                                 PRAEFATIO    Per quinquennia iam decem  ni fallor fuimus septimus insuper  annum cardo rotat dum fruimur sole volubili    Instat terminus et diem  vicinum senio iam Deus adplicat                            5  Quid nos utile tanti spatio temporis egimus    Aetas prima crepantibus  flevit sub ferulis mox docuit toga  infectum vitiis falsa loqui non sine crimine    Tum lasciva protervitas                                 10  et luxus petulans heu pudet ac piget  foedavit iuvenem nequitiae sordibus ac luto    Exin iurgia turbidos  armarunt animos et male pertinax  vincendi studium subiacuit casibus asperis                15    Bis legum moderamine  frenos nobilium reximus urbium  ius civile bonis reddidimus terruimus reos    Tandem militiae gradu  evectum pietas principis extulit                           20  adsumptum propius stare iubens ordine proximo    Haec dum vita volans agit  inrepsit subito canities seni  oblitum veteris me Saliae consulis arguens    ex quo prima dies mihi                                   25  quam multas hiemes volverit et rosas  pratis post glaciem reddiderit nix capitis probat    Numquid talia proderunt  carnis post obitum vel bona vel mala  cum iam quidquid id est quod fueram mors aboleverit    30    Dicendum mihi Quisquis es  mundum quem coluit mens tua perdidit  non sunt illa Dei quae studuit cuius habeberis    Atqui fine sub ultimo  peccatrix anima stultitiam exuat                          35  saltem voce Deum concelebret si meritis nequit    hymnis continuet dies  nec nox ulla vacet quin Dominum canat  pugnet contra hereses catholicam discutiat fidem    conculcet sacra gentium                                 40  labem Roma tuis inferat idolis  carmen martyribus devoveat laudet apostolos    Haec dum scribo vel eloquor  vinclis o utinam corporis emicem  liber quo tulerit lingua sono mobilis ultimo             45                                 PREFACE  Full fifty years my span of life hath run  Unless I err and seven revolving years  Have further sped while I the sun enjoy  Yet now the end draws nigh and by Gods will  Old ages bound is reached how have I spent  And with what fruit so wide a tract of days  I wept in boyhood neath the sounding rod  Youths toga donned the rhetoricians arts  I plied and with deceitful pleadings sinned  Anon a wanton life and dalliance gross  Alas the recollection stings to shame  Fouled and polluted manhoods opening bloom,3
+Produced by Audrey Longhurst Joel Schlosberg and the PG OnlineDistributed Proofreading TeamNERVOUS AND MENTAL DISEASE MONOGRAPH SERIES NO 7THREE CONTRIBUTIONS TO THE THEORY OF SEX_SECOND EDITION__SECOND REPRINTING_BYPROF SIGMUND FREUD LLDVIENNAAUTHORIZED TRANSLATION BYAA BRILL PHB MDCLINICAL ASSISTANT DEPARTMENT OF PSYCHIATRY AND NEUROLOGY COLUMBIAUNIVERSITY ASSISTANT IN MENTAL DISEASES BELLEVUE HOSPITAL ASSISTANTVISITING PHYSICIAN HOSPITAL FOR NERVOUS DISEASESWITH INTRODUCTION BYJAMES J PUTNAM MDNERVOUS AND MENTAL DISEASE PUBLISHING CONEW YORK AND WASHINGTON1920NERVOUS AND MENTAL DISEASE MONOGRAPH SERIESEdited byDrs SMITH ELY JELLIFFE and WM A WHITENumbers Issued1 Outlines of Psychiatry 7th Edition 300 By Dr William A     White2 Studies in Paranoia Out of Print By Drs N Gierlich and M     Friedman3 The Psychology of Dementia Praecox Out of Print By Dr CG Jung4 Selected Papers on Hysteria and other Psychoneuroses 3d Edition     300 By Prof Sigmund Freud5 The Wassermann Serum Diagnosis in Psychiatry 200 By Dr Felix     Plaut6 Epidemic Poliomyelitis New York 1907 Out of Print7 Three Contributions to Sexual Theory 3d Edition 200 By Prof     Sigmund Freud8 Mental Mechanisms Out of Print 200 By Dr Wm A White9 Studies in Psychiatry 200 New York Psychiatrical Society10 Handbook of Mental Examination Methods 200 Out of Print By     Shepherd Ivory Franz11 The Theory of Schizophrenic Negativism 100 By Professor E     Bleuler12 Cerebellar Functions 300 By Dr AndréThomas13 History of Prison Psychoses 125 By Drs P Nitsche and K     Wilmanns14 General Paresis 300 By Prof E Kraepelin15 Dreams and Myths 100 By Dr Karl Abraham16 Poliomyelitis 300 By Dr I Wickmann17 Freuds Theories of the Neuroses 200 By Dr E Hitschmann18 The Myth of the Birth of the Hero 100 By Dr Otto Rank19 The Theory of Psychoanalysis 150 Out of Print By Dr CG     Jung20 Vagotonia 100 3d Edition By Drs Eppinger and Hess21 Wishfulfillment and Symbolism in Fairy Tales 100 By Dr Ricklin22 The Dream Problem 100 By Dr AE Maeder23 The Significance of Psychoanalysis for the Mental Sciences 150     By Drs O Rank and DH Sachs24 Organ Inferiority and its Psychical Compensation 150 By Dr     Alfred Adler25 The History of the Psychoanalytic Movement 100 By Prof S     Freud26 Technique of Psychoanalysis 200 By Dr Smith Ely Jelliffe27 Vegetative Neurology 200 By Dr H Higier28 The Autonomic Functions and the Personality 200 By Dr Edward J     Kemp29 A Study of the Mental Life of the Child 200 By Dr H Von     HugHellmuth30 Internal Secretions and the Nervous System 100 By Dr M Laignel     Lavastine31 Sleep Walking and Moon Walking 200 By Dr J SadgerNERVOUS AND MENTAL DISEASE PUBLISHING COMPANY 3617 10th St NWWashington DCTABLE OF CONTENTS                                                             PAGEINTRODUCTION TO TRANSLATION                                     vAUTHORS PREFACE TO THE SECOND EDITION                         ixAUTHORS PREFACE TO THE THIRD EDITION                           x  I THE SEXUAL ABERRATIONS                                     1 II THE INFANTILE SEXUALITY                                   36III THE TRANSFORMATION OF PUBERTY                             68INTRODUCTION TO TRANSLATIONThe somewhat famous Three Essays which Dr Brill is here bringing tothe attention of an Englishreading public occupybrief as theyarean important position among the achievements of their author agreat investigator and pioneer in an important line It is not claimedthat the facts here gathered are altogether new The subject of thesexual instinct and its aberrations has long been before the scientificworld and the names of many effective toilers in this vast field areknown to every student When one passes beyond the strict domains ofscience and considers what is reported of the sexual life in folkwaysand artlore and the history of primitive culture and in romance thesources of information are immense Freud has made considerableadditions to this stock of knowledge but he has done also something offar greater consequence than this He has worked out with incrediblepenetration the part which this instinct plays in every phase of humanlife and in the development of human character and has been able toestablish on a firm footing the remarkable thesis that psychoneuroticillnesses never occur with a perfectly normal sexual life Other sortsof emotions contribute to the result but some aberration of the sexuallife is always present as the cause of especially insistent emotionsand repressionsThe instincts with which every child is born furnish desires or cravingswhich must be dealt with in some fashion They may be refinedsublimated so far as is necessary and desirable into energies ofother sortsas happens readily with the playinstinctor they mayremain as the source,24
+Produced by Ted Garvin Hagen von Eitzen and the PG Online DistributedProofreading TeamCICEROS TUSCULAN DISPUTATIONSALSO TREATISES ONTHE NATURE OF THE GODSAND ONTHE COMMONWEALTHLITERALLY TRANSLATED CHIEFLY BYC D YONGENEW YORKHARPER  BROTHERS PUBLISHERSFRANKLIN SQUARE1877HARPERS NEW CLASSICAL LIBRARYCOMPRISING LITERAL TRANSLATIONS OF  CÆSAR  VIRGIL  SALLUST  HORACE  CICEROS ORATIONS  CICEROS OFFICES c  CICERO ON ORATORY AND ORATORS  CICEROS TUSCULAN DISPUTATIONS the Republic and the Nature of the Gods  TERENCE  TACITUS  LIVY 2 Vols  JUVENAL  XENOPHON  HOMERS ILIAD  HOMERS ODYSSEY  HERODOTUS  DEMOSTHENES 2 Vols  THUCIDIDES  ÆSCHYLUS  SOPHOCLES  EURIPIDES 2 Vols  PLATO SELECT DIALOGUES12mo Cloth 150 per VolumeHARPER  BROTHERS _will send either of the above works by mail postageprepaid to any part of the United States on receipt of the price_NOTEThe greater portion of the Republic was previously translated byFrancis Barham Esq and published in 1841 Although ably performedit was not sufficiently close for the purpose of the CLASSICALLIBRARY and was therefore placed in the hands of the present editorfor revision as well as for collation with recent texts This hasoccasioned material alterations and additionsThe treatise On the Nature of the Gods is a revision of that usuallyascribed to the celebrated Benjamin FranklinCONTENTS_Tusculan Disputations__On the Nature of the Gods__On the Commonwealth_THE TUSCULAN DISPUTATIONSINTRODUCTIONIn the year AUC 708 and the sixtysecond year of Ciceros age hisdaughter Tullia died in childbed and her loss afflicted Cicero tosuch a degree that he abandoned all public business and leaving thecity retired to Asterra which was a country house that he had nearAntium where after a while he devoted himself to philosophicalstudies and besides other works he published his Treatise deFinibus and also this treatise called the Tusculan Disputations ofwhich Middleton gives this concise descriptionThe first book teaches us how to contemn the terrors of death and tolook upon it as a blessing rather than an evilThe second to support pain and affliction with a manly fortitudeThe third to appease all our complaints and uneasinesses under theaccidents of lifeThe fourth to moderate all our other passionsAnd the fifth explains the sufficiency of virtue to make men happyIt was his custom in the opportunities of his leisure to take somefriends with him into the country where instead of amusing themselveswith idle sports or feasts their diversions were wholly speculativetending to improve the mind and enlarge the understanding In thismanner he now spent five days at his Tusculan villa in discussing withhis friends the several questions just mentioned For after employingthe mornings in declaiming and rhetorical exercises they used toretire in the afternoon into a gallery called the Academy which hehad built for the purpose of philosophical conferences where afterthe manner of the Greeks he held a school as they called it andinvited the company to call for any subject that they desired to hearexplained which being proposed accordingly by some of the audiencebecame immediately the argument of that days debate These fiveconferences or dialogues he collected afterward into writing in thevery words and manner in which they really passed and published themunder the title of his Tusculan Disputations from the name of thevilla in which they were held                                   BOOK ION THE CONTEMPT OF DEATHI At a time when I had entirely or to a great degree released myselffrom my labors as an advocate and from my duties as a senator I hadrecourse again Brutus principally by your advice to those studieswhich never had been out of my mind although neglected at times andwhich after a long interval I resumed and now since the principlesand rules of all arts which relate to living well depend on the studyof wisdom which is called philosophy I have thought it an employmentworthy of me to illustrate them in the Latin tongue not becausephilosophy could not be understood in the Greek language or by theteaching of Greek masters but it has always been my opinion that ourcountrymen have in some instances made wiser discoveries than theGreeks with reference to those subjects which they have consideredworthy of devoting their attention to and in others have improved upontheir discoveries so that in one way or other we surpass them on everypoint for with regard to the manners and habits of private life andfamily and domestic affairs we certainly manage them with moreelegance and better than they did and as to our republic that ourancestors have beyond all dispute formed on better customs and lawsWhat shall I say of our military affairs in which our ancestors havebeen most eminent in valor and still more so in discipline As tothose things which are attained not by study but nature neitherGreece nor any nation is comparable to us for what people hasdisplayed such gravity such steadiness such greatness of soulprobity faithsuch distinguished virtue of every kind as to be equalto our ancestors In learning indeed and all kinds of literatureGreece did excel us and it was easy to do so where there was nocompetition for while among the Greeks the poets were the most ancientspecies of learned mensince Homer and Hesiod lived before thefoundation of Rome and Archilochus1 was a contemporary ofRomuluswe received poetry much later For it was about five hundredand ten years after the building of Rome before Livius2 published aplay in the consulship of C Claudius the son of Cæcus and MTuditanus a year before the birth of Ennius who was older thanPlautus and NæviusII It was therefore late before poets were either known or receivedamong us though we find in Cato de Originibus that the guests used attheir entertainments to sing the praises of famous men to the sound ofthe flute but a speech of Catos shows this kind of poetry to havebeen in no great esteem as he censures Marcus Nobilior for carryingpoets with him into his province for that,28
+Produced by Suzanne Shell Richard J Shiffer and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading TeamNARRATIVEOF THELIFE OF MOSES GRANDYLATE A SLAVEIN THEUNITED STATES OF AMERICA     Slavery is a mass a system of enormities which     incontrovertibly bids defiance to every regulation which     ingenuity can devise or power effect but a TOTAL     EXTINCTION Why ought slavery to be abolished Because     _it is incurable injustice_ Why is injustice to remain     for a single hour                                          WILLIAM PITTSECOND AMERICAN FROM THE LAST LONDON EDITIONSOLD FOR THE BENEFIT OF HIS RELATIONS STILL IN                  SLAVERYBOSTONOLIVER JOHNSON 25 CORNHILL1844,4
+Produced by Al HainesGREEN FIELDS AND RUNNING BROOKSJAMES WHITCOMB RILEYINDIANAPOLISTHE BOBBSMERRILL COMPANYPUBLISHERSCOPYRIGHT 1893BY JAMES W RILEYTO MY SISTERSELVA AND MARY  CONTENTS  PROEM  Artemus of Michigan The  As My Uncle Used to Say  At Utter Loaf  August  Autumn  Bedouin  Being His Mother  Blind  Blossoms on the Trees The  By Any Other Name  By Her White Bed  Chant of the CrossBearing Child The  Country Pathway A  Cup of Tea A  Curse of the Wandering Foot The  Cyclone The  Dan Paine  Dawn Noon and Dewfall  Discouraging Model A  Ditty of No Tone A  Don Piatt of Macochee  Dot Leedle Boy  Dream of Autumn A  Elizabeth  Envoy  Farmer WhippleBachelor  Full Harvest A  Glimpse of Pan A  Go Winter  Her Beautiful Eyes  Hereafter The  His Mothers Way  His Vigil  Home at Night  HomeGoing The  Hoodoo The  Hoosier FolkChild The  How John Quit the Farm  Iron Horse The  Iry and Billy and Jo  Jack the GiantKiller  Jap Miller  John Alden and Percilly  John Brown  John McKeen  Judith  June at Woodruff  Just to Be Good  Last NightAnd This  Let Us Forget  Little Fat Doctor The  Longfellow  Lounger A  Monument for the Soldiers A  Mr WhatsHisName  My Friend  Nessmuk  North and South  Old Retired Sea Captain The  Old Winters on the Farm  Old Year and the New The  On the Banks o Deer Crick  Out of Nazareth  Passing of A Heart The  Plaint Human The  Quarrel The  Quiet Lodger The  Reach Your Hand to Me  Right Here at Home  Rival The  Rivals The or the Showmans Ruse  Robert Burns Wilson  Rose The  September Dark  Shoemaker The  Singer The  Sister Joness Confession  Sleep  Some Scattering Remarks of Bubs  Song of Long Ago A  Southern Singer A  Suspense  Thanksgiving  Their Sweet Sorrow  Them Flowers  To an Importunate Ghost  To Hear Her Sing  Tom Van Arden  To the Serenader  Tugg Martin  Twins The  Wandering Jew The  Watches of the Night The  Water Color A  We to Sigh Instead of Sing  What Chrismas Fetched the Wigginses  When Age Comes On  WhereAway  While the Musician Played  WifeBlesséd The  Wraith of Summertime A  GREEN FIELDS AND RUNNING BROOKS  GREEN FIELDS AND RUNNING BROOKS  Ho green fields and running brooks  Knotted strings and fishinghooks  Of the truant stealing down  Weedy backways of the town  Where the sunshine overlooks  By green fields and running brooks  All intruding guests of chance  With a golden tolerance  Cooing doves or pensive pair  Of picnickers straying there  By green fields and running brooks  Sylvan shades and mossy nooks  AndO Dreamer of the Days  Murmurer of roundelays  All unsung of words or books  Sing green fields and running brooks  A COUNTRY PATHWAY  I come upon it suddenly alone    A little pathway winding in the weeds  That fringe the roadside and with dreams my own    I wander as it leads  Full wistfully along the slender way    Through summer tan of freckled shade and shine  I take the path that leads me as it may    Its every choice is mine  A chipmunk or a suddenwhirring quail    Is startled by my step as on I fare  A gartersnake across the dusty trail    Glances andis not there  Above the arching jimsonweeds flare twos    And twos of sallowyellow butterflies  Like blooms of lorn primroses blowing loose    When autumn winds arise  The trail dipsdwindlesbroadens then and lifts    Itself astride a crossroad dubiously  And from the fennel marge beyond it drifts    Still onward beckoning me  And though it needs must lure me mile on mile    Out of the public highway still I go  My thoughts far in advance in Indianfile    Allure me even so  Why I am as a longlost boy that went    At dusk to bring the cattle to the bars  And was not found again though Heaven lent    His mother ail the stars  With which to seek him through that awful night    O years of nights as vainStars never rise  But well might miss their glitter in the light    Of tears in mothereyes  Soon with quickened breaths I follow still    My _avantcourier_ must be obeyed  Thus am I led and thus the path at will    Invites me to invade  A meadows precincts where my daring guide    Clambers the steps of an oldfashioned stile  And stumbles down again the other side    To gambol there awhile  In pranks of hideandseek as on ahead    I see it running while the cloverstalks  Shake rosy fists at me as though they said    You dog our countrywalks  And mutilate us with your walkingstick    We will not suffer tamely what you do  And warn you at your perilfor well sic    Our bumblebees on you  But I smile back in airy nonchalance    The more determined on my wayward quest  As some bright memory a moment dawns    A morning,3
+Produced by Ted Garvin and the PG Online Distributed Proofreading Team_The Mountain Spring and Other Poems_BYNANNIE R GLASSBOSTONSHERMAN FRENCH  COMPANY1913     TO THE MEMORY OF HER PARENTS WHO KEPT THEIR ALTAR FIRES     BURNING THE AUTHOR AFFECTIONATELY DEDICATES THIS LITTLE BOOKCONTENTS  THE MOUNTAIN SPRING  GO WANDER  LOVE  THE LILIES  TELL PETER  THE SLEET  ANSWERED  ALONE  NO OTHER  WEALTH  THE CAPTIVES  THE LIVING WATER  JESUS INTERCEDES  EVES FLOWERS  COME UNTO ME  NOVEMBER  THE TRAVELERS  DAYBREAK  GONE  AWAKE  ABIDE WITH US  O BETHLEHEM  RING THE BELLS  THE DESERT SPRING  MUSINGS  BARTIMÆUS  ZACCHÆUS  APRIL  BETHLEHEM  NATURES LESSON  THE MIGRATORY SWANS  MINISTERING WOMEN  THAT JEWISH LAD  IN SINCERITY  THEYRE COMINGTHE MOUNTAIN SPRING AND OTHER POEMSTHE MOUNTAIN SPRING_And let him that is athirst come And whosoever will let him takethe water of life freely_Revelation 2217    I wandered down a mountain road      Past flower and rock and lichen gray    Alone with nature and her God      Upon a flitting summer day    The forest skirted to the edge      Of Capon river Hampshires gem    Which bathing many a primrose ledge      Oft sparkled like a diadem    At length a silvery spring I spied      Gurgling through moss and fern along    Waiting to bless with cooling tide      All who were gladdened by its song    Oh who would pass with thirsting lip      And burning brow this limpid wave    Who would not pause with joy and sip      Its crystal depths who would not crave    This query woke a voice within      Why slight the spring of Gods great love    That fount that cleanseth from all sin      Our purchase paid by Christ above    Whoever will may drink Oh why      Worn toilers in this earthly strife    Reject a mansion in the sky      Reject heavens bliss and endless lifeGO WANDER    Go wander little book    Nor let thy wandring cease    May all who on these pages look    From sin find sweet release    Through Christ Gods holy son    Who left his throne in heaven    And een deaths anguish did not shun    That we might be forgiven    How should our thoughts and deeds    Exalt this mighty friend    Who died yet lives and intercedes    And loves us to the endLOVE_For by grace are ye saved through faith and that not of yourselvesit is the gift of God_Ephesians 28    Christ might have called the angels down    To bear him safe above    To shield his brow from sorrows crown    From deaths cold blight and bitter frown    Had it not been for love    Our glorious King our Prince of Peace    Has left his throne above    To give our souls from sin release    To make our pain and anguish cease    And all because of love    By faith in him we all may see    In realms of light above    Through streams of blood on Calvary    A joyful immortality    The purchase price was loveTHE LILIES_Consider the lilies_Luke 227    Emblems of Christ our Lord    Roses and lilies fair    These flowers in His word    His glory seem to share    The lilies of the field    Sweet teachers of the soul    Which will their lessons yield    Long as the seasons roll    They neither toil nor spin    Exist without a care    And yet no earthly king can win    A garb so chaste and rare    Frozen they burst to life    To natures minstrelsy    A resurrection type    Of immortalityTELL PETER_And Simon Peter stood and warmed himself_John 1825    Peter it was not outward cold    But inward chill thy bosom froze    Made thee deny with falsehood bold    Thy Lord and Master to his foes    When we find cheer at Satans fires    The world is there to work us harm    To deaden all our pure desires    With its deceitful lure and charm    Peter the voice of chanticleer    Fulfilled what Christ had prophesied    And oh that pitying look sincere    From him whom thou hadst just denied    Thy burst of penitential grief    Heaven those tears did surely send    Tears give the burdened heart relief    Dry anguish may its tendrils rend    Sin soon will crucify our Lord    Thy sin and all the worlds beside    He gave himself the Living Word    Our shelter from Gods wrath to hide    Had all the seraphs,13
+Produced by Ted Garvin Melissa ErRaqabi and the PG OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetTheBroadway AnthologyBYEDWARD L BERNAYSSAMUEL HOFFENSTEINWALTER J KINGSLEYMURDOCK PEMBERTONNEW YORKDUFFIELD  COMPANY1917Copyright 1917BY DUFFIELD  COMPANYVAILBALLOU COMPANYBINGHAMTON AND NEW YORKAcknowledgment is due to the _New York EveningPost_ _Sun_ _Times_ _Tribune_ the _Boston Transcript_and the _Wilmarth Publishing Company_ for their kindpermission to reprint some of the matter in this volumeCONTENTSEDWARD L BERNAYSACCIDENTS WILL HAPPENTHE BARITONEPATRIOTISMTHE PILLOW CASESBETTER INDUSTRIAL RELATIONSTHE PRIMA DONNAPRESS STORIESTHE DISTRIBUTION OF CREDITTEARSPHOTOGRAPHSSAMUEL HOFFENSTEINTHE THEATRE SCRUBWOMAN DREAMS A DREAMTHE STRANGE CASE OF THE MUSICAL COMEDY STARTHE STAR IS WAITING TO SEE THE MANAGERTHE JESTERIN A CAFETO A CABARET SINGERIN THE THEATREWALTER J KINGSLEYLO THE PRESS AGENTFIRST NIGHTSTHE DRAMATISTTYPESGEORGE M COHANDAVID BELASCOLO THE HEADLINERMURDOCK PEMBERTONTHE SCREENBROADWAYNIGHTMATINEEPAVLOWATHE OLD CHORUS MANBLUCH LANDOLFS TALEPREEMINENCEEDWARD L BERNAYSACCIDENTS WILL HAPPENHe was a burly Dutch tenorAnd I patiently trailed him in his waking and sleeping hoursThat I might not lose a storyBut his life was commonplace and unimaginativeAir raids and abdications kept his activitiesA game of bridge yesterday a ride to TarrytownOut of the papersI watchfully waitedYearning a coup that would place him on theMusical mapA coup such as kissing a Marshal JoffreAeroplaning over the bayDiving with Annette KellermanThen for three days I quit the cityTo get a simple contralto into the western papersReturning I entered my office the phone jangledThe burly tenor was tearfully sobbing and moaning over the wireTremor and emotion choked his throatThis was his ominous messageA taxicab accident almost had killed him two and one half days agoHe had escaped with his body and orchidlined voiceAnd not a line in the mornings or eveningsWhat could I do about itAccidents will happenTHE BARITONEHe was a wonderful Metropolitan singerHis name had been blazoned over these United StatesAnd in Europe it was as well knownRecords of him could be bought in the smallest hamletNothing but praise had been shed upon the glory of his nameIn May he was scheduled to sing in ChicagoAt a festival where thousands were to foregatherTo do praise to him and his voiceTwo days before he left he came to his managers officeWith a sickly expression all over his rotund faceAnd a deathly gasp in his voiceOne thought he needed a doctorOr the first aid of some Red Cross nursesHe was ushered into the private officeTo find out his troubleThis was his lament in shortA friend in the hurry of the momentHad procured tickets for him on the Twentieth CenturyWhich demanded an extra fare of six dollarsAnd he wanted to ride on the cheapest trainSo we got him tickets on another roadWhich takes thirty six hours to Chicago and perhaps moreAnd the great singer whose name has been blazoned over these United StatesAnd was as well known in EuropeWalked out contented and smiling like a young boyPATRIOTISMThe patriotic orchestra of eighty five menWas keyed to an extraordinary patriotic pitchFor these were patriotic concertsSupported by the leading patriots of the townIncluding a Bulgarian merchant an Austrian physician and a German lawyerAnd all the musicians were getting union wagesand in the summer at thatSo they were patriotic tooThe Welsh conductor was also patrioticFor his name on the program was larger than that of the date or the hallBut when the manager asked him to play a numberDesignated as DixieHe disposed of it shortly with the wordsIt is too trivialthat musicAnd instead he played a lullaby by an unknown Welsh composerBecause he was a WelshmanThe audience left after the concert was overAnd complimented itself individually and collectively on doing its bitBy attending and listening to these patriotic concertsTHE PILLOW CASESThe train was due to arrive at eleven that nightBut owing to the usual delay it did not arrive until oneThe reporters of the leading dailiesWere still waiting grouchily on the station platform for the great starFor weeks his name had blotted out every bare wallAnd the date sheets of his coming had reddened the horizonNow he steps off the train tired and disgruntledWhat cares he for the praise of the public and their prophetsAwaiting him impatiently at the stationIts a bed he wantsany bed will doThe quicker he gets it the better for the song on the morrowBut in cooking the news for the publicOne am is the same thing as noon daySo they rushed the star with these questionsNot conscripted yetHow do you like this townWill you give any encores tomorrowWhen will the war endRuthlessly he plowed through themLike a British tank at MessinesThe tenor wanted a bedBut Lesville wanted a storyOn the platform patiently nestled were twenty six pieces of luggageTwenty six pieces of luggage containing more than their contentTwenty six pieces of luggage would get him the story he had not given himselfCraftily one lured the reporters to look on this bulging baggagePillows and pillows and pillow was whisperedTonight he will sleep on themVulturelike swooped down the portersBearing them off to the taxisNext morning the papers carried the storySinger Transports His Own BeddingBut the artist slept soundly on Ostermoors that nightThe baggage held scores for the orchestraBETTER INDUSTRIAL RELATIONSHe was the head of a large real estate firmAnd his avocation was seeking the good in a Better Industrial Relations SocietyThey were going to have an exhibit in their church buildingAt which it was to be provedThat giving a gold watch for an inventionThat made millions for the factory ownerWas worthwhileBut they needed a press agentTo let the world and themselvesKnow that what they were doing was goodI was chosen for the workBut the head of the large real estate firmThought that half a column a day was too littleTo record the fact that a cash register companyIn which he owned stockHad presented a medal to an employee who had remained with themAt the same salary for fifteen yearsSo he had me firedAnd the Better Industrial Relations Exhibit was a great successAnd many of the morning and evening newspapersRan editorials about itTHE PRIMA DONNAShe had been interviewed at all possible timesAnd sometimes the interviews came at impossible onesBut it did not matter to herAs long as the stories were printed,9
+Produced by Robert J HallThe Awakening of ChinaBy W A P MARTIN DD LLDFormerly President of the Chinese Imperial UniversityAuthor of A Cycle of Cathay The Siegein Peking The Lore of Cathay etcPage vPREFACEChina is the theatre of the greatest movement now taking placeon the face of the globe In comparison with it the agitationin Russia shrinks to insignificance for it is not political butsocial Its object is not a changed dynasty nor a revolution inthe form of government but with higher aim and deeper motive itpromises nothing short of the complete renovation of the oldestmost populous and most conservative of empires Is there a peoplein either hemisphere that can afford to look on with indifferenceWhen some thirty years ago Japan adopted the outward forms ofWestern civilisation her action was regarded by many as a stagetricka sort of travesty employed for a temporary purpose Butwhat do they think now when they see cabinets and chambers ofcommerce compelled to reckon with the British of the North PacificThe awakening of Japans huge neighbour promises to yield resultsequally startling and on a vastly extended scalePolitical agitation whether periodic like the tides or unforeseenlike the hurricane is in general superficial and temporary butthe social movement in China has its origin in subterranean forcessuch as raise continents from the bosom of the deep To explainthose forces is the object of the present workIt is the fascination of this grand spectacle that hasPage vibrought me back to China after a short visit to my native landandto this capital after a sojourn of some years in the central provincesHad the people continued to be as inert and immobile as they appearedto be half a century ago I might have been tempted to despairof their future But when I see them as they are today unitedin a firm resolve to break with the past and to seek new lifeby adopting the essentials of Western civilisation I feel thatmy hopes as to their future are more than half realised and Irejoice to help their cause with voice and penTheir patriotism may indeed be tinged with hostility to foreignersbut will it not gain in breadth with growing intelligence and willthey not come to perceive that their interests are inseparable fromthose of the great family into which they are seeking admissionEvery day adds its testimony to the depth and genuineness of themovement in the direction of reform Yesterday the autumnmanoeuvres of the grand army came to a close They have shownthat by the aid of her railways China is able to assemble a bodyof trained troops numbering 100000 men Not content with thisformidable land force the Government has ordered the constructionof the nucleus of a navy to consist of eight armoured cruisersand two battleships Five of these and three naval stations areto be equipped with the wireless telegraphNot less significant than this rehabilitation of army and navy isthe fact that a few days ago a number of students who had completedtheir studies at foreign universities were admitted to the thirddegree orPage viiD C L in the scale of literary honours which means appointmentto some important post in the active mandarinate If the boomingof cannon at the grand review proclaimed that the age of bows andarrows is past does not this other fact announce that in thefield of education rhyming and caligraphy have given place toscience and languages Henceforth thousands of ambitious youthwill flock to the universities of Japan and growing multitudeswill seek knowledge at its fountainhead beyond the seasStill more surprising are the steps taken toward the intellectualemancipation of woman in China One of the leading ministers ofeducation assured me the other day that he was pushing the establishmentof schools for girls The shaded hemisphere of Chinese life will thusbe brought into the sunshine and in years to come the educationof Chinese youth will begin at the mothers kneeThe daily deliberations of the Council of State prove that thereform proposals of the High Commission are not to be consigned tothe limbo of abortions Tuan Fang one of the leaders has just beenappointed to the viceroyalty of Nanking with _carte blanche_to carry out his progressive ideas and the metropolitan viceroyYuan on taking leave of the Empress Dowager before proceeding tothe manoeuvres besought her not to listen to reactionary counselssuch as those which had produced the disasters of 1900In view of these facts what wonder that Chinese newspapers arediscussing the question of a national religion The fires of theold altars are wellnigh extinct and among those who have comeforward toPage viiadvocate the adoption of Christianity as the only faith that meetsthe wants of an enlightened people one of the most prominent isa priest of BuddhaMay we not look forward with confidence to a time when China shallbe found in the brotherhood of Christian nationsW A P M_Peking October 30 1906_Page ixINTRODUCTIONHow varied are the geological formations of different countriesand what countless ages do they represent Scarcely less diversifiedare the human beings that occupy the surface of the globe and notmuch shorter the period of their evolution To trace the stagesof their growth and decay to explain the vicissitudes throughwhich they have passed is the office of a philosophic historianIf the life history of a silkworm whose threefold existence isrounded off in a few months is replete with interest how muchmore interesting is that of societies of men emerging from barbarismand expanding through thousands of years Next in interest to thehistory of our own branch of the human family is that of the yellowrace confronting us on the opposite shore of the Pacific evenmore fascinating it may be owing to the strangeness of mannersand environment as well as from the contrast or coincidence ofexperience and sentiment So different from ours the author writesas an American are many phases of their social life that one istempted to suspect that the same law which placed their feet oppositeto ours of necessity turned their heads the other wayTo pursue this study is not to delve in a necropolis like Ninevehor Babylon for China is not like western,4
+Produced by Distributed ProofreadersQuiet Talks on _Johns Gospel_ByS D Gordon1915Preface_Everything depends on getting Jesus placed_ That lies at the root ofallliving serving preaching teaching John had Jesus placed He hadHim up in His own place This settles everything else Then one getshimself placed too up on a level where the air is clear and bracingthe sun warm and the outlook both steadying and stimulating Get thecentre fixed and things quickly adjust themselves about it to your eyesIt will be seen very quickly that this little book makes no pretensionto being a commentary on or an exposition of Johns Gospel That isleft to the scholarly folk who eat their meals in the sacred classicallanguages of the past It is simply a homely attempt to let out a littleof what has been sifting in these years past of this wondrous miniatureBible from Johns penThe proportions of this homely little messenger of paper and type mayseem a little odd at first The longest chapter is devoted to only theopening eighteen verses of John the prologue While the whole of thefirst twelve chapters of John excepting that prologue is brought intoone smaller chapter It wasnt planned so though I felt it coming asthe wondrous mood of this book came down over me I think it mast bethe effect of the atmosphere of Johns bookSometimes John packs so much in so little space and again he goes soparticularly into the details of some one incident The prologue is aminiature Bible The whole Bible story is there in its cream And on theother hand John spends five chapters xiiixvii almost a fifth ofthe whole on a single evening He devotes seven chapters xiiixixalmost a third of all on the events of twentyfour hours John iscontrolled not by mere proportion of space or quantity but by the finerproportions of thought and qualityIt has been difficult to hold these homely talks down to the limit ofspace they take here So many veins of gold in this mine showingclearly large nuggets of pure ore lie just at hand untouched in thislittle mining venture But it seemed clearly best to get the one cleargrasp of the whole That helps so much But therell be strongtemptation to get ones pick and spade and go at this gold mine againBut now these things are written that we common folk may understand abit better and in a warm way that Jesus was God on a wooing errand tothe earth and that we may join the blest company of the won ones andbecome cowooers with God of the othersS D GContentsI Johns StoryII The Wooing Lover     Who it was that cameIII The Lover Wooing     A group of pictures illustrating how the wooing was done and how     the Lover was receivedIV Closer Wooing     An evening with opening hearts the story of a supper and a walk in     the moonlight and the shadowsV The Greatest Wooing     A night and a day with hardening hearts the story of tender     passion and of a terrible tragedyVI An Appointed Tryst Unexpectedly Kept     A day of startling joyous surprisesVII Another Tryst     A story of fishing of guests at breakfast and of a walk and talk     by the edge of blue GalileeIJohns Story    I fled Him down the nights and down the days      I fled Him down the arches of the years    I fled Him down the labyrinthine ways      Of my own mind and in the midst of tears    I hid from Him and under running laughter          Up vistaed hopes I sped          And shot precipitated    Adown Titanic glooms of chasméd fears      From those strong Feet that followed followed after    _Francis Thompson in The Hound of Heaven_These are written that ye may believe that Jesus is the Christ the Sonof God and that believing ye may have life in his name_John xx31_IJohns StoryThe Heartstrings of GodTheres a tense tugging at the heart of God The heartstrings of Godare tight as tight as tight can be For theres a tender heart thatseasily tugged at one end and an insistent tugging at the other Thetugging never ceases The strings never slack They give no signs ofeasing or getting looseIts the tug of mans sore need at the downend the manend of thestrings And its the sore tug of grief over the way things are going ondown here with men at the other end the upend the heartend of thestrings Its the tense pullup of a love that grows stronger with thegrowth of mans misunderstandingBut the heartstrings never snap The heart itself breaks under thetension of love and grief grieved and grieving love But the stringsonly strengthen and tighten under the strain of useThose heartstrings are a bit of the heart theyre tied to an innerbit aye the innermost bit the inner heart of the heart They are thebit pulled and pulled more and pulled harder till the strings grewMan was born in the warm heart of God Was there ever such a womb Wasthere ever such another borning homing placeIt was mans going away that stretched the heart out till the stringsgrew The tragedy of sin revealed the toughness and tenderness of loveFor that heart never let go of the man whom it borned Man tried to pullaway poor thing In his foolish misunderstanding and heady wilfulnesshe tried to cut loose If he had known God better he would never havetried that Hed never have _started_ away and hed never have tried to_get_ awayFor love never faileth A heartthe real thing of a heart that isGods,9
+Produced by Kentuckiana Digital Library David Garcia RiikkaTalonpoika and the Online Distributed Proofreading Team athttpwwwpgdpnetROSE OF OLD HARPETHIllustration Rose MaryROSE OFOLD HARPETHBY MARIA THOMPSON DAVIESSAuthor of Miss Selina Lue The Road to ProvidenceThe Melting of Molly etcIllustrationWITH ILLUSTRATIONSBy WB KINGAL BURT COMPANYPUBLISHERS NEW YORK1911THE BOBBSMERRILL COMPANYI DEDICATEROSE MARYTO MY MOTHERLEONORA HAMILTON DAVIESSAND THE WHOLE BOOKTO MY GRANDMOTHERMARIA THOMPSON DAVIESSROSE OF OLD HARPETHCHAPTER IROSE MARY OF SWEETBRIARWhy dont you know nothing in the world compliments a loaf of breadlike the asking for a fourth slice laughed Rose Mary as she reachedup on the stone shelf above her head and took down a large crusty loafand a long knife Thick or thin she asked as she raised her lashesfrom her blue eyes for a second of hospitable inquiryThin answered Everett promptly but two with the butter stickingem together Please be careful with that weapon Its as good as ajugglers show to watch you but it makes me slightlysolicitous Ashe spoke he seated himself on the corner of the wide stone table asnear to Rose Mary and the long knife as seemed advisable A ray ofsunlight fell through the door of the milkhouse and cut across hisred head to lose itself in Rose Marys close black braidsMake it four he further demanded over the tableIndeed and I will answered Rose Mary delightedly And as she spokeshe held the loaf against her breast and drew the knife through theslices in a fascinatingly dangerous manner At the intentness of hisregard the color rose up under the lashes that veiled her eyes andshe hugged the loaf closer with her left hand Would you like sixshe asked innocently as the fourth stroke severed the last pieceJust go on and slice it all up he answered with a laugh Idrather watch you than eatWait till I butter these for you and then you can eatand watchmeme finish working the butter Wont that do as well Think what anencouragement your interest will be to me Really nothing in theworld paces a womans work like a man looking on and if he doesntstop her shell drop under the line Now you have your bread andbutter and you can sit over there by the door and help me turn offthis ten pounds in no timeAs she had been speaking Rose Mary had spread two of the slices withthe yellow butter from a huge bowl in front of her clapped on thetops of the sandwiches and then with a smile handed them in a blueplate to the man who lounged across the corner of her table She madea very gracious and lovely picture did Rose Mary in her lightbluehomespun gown against the cool gray depths of the milkhouse whichwas fernlined along the cracks of the old stones and mysterious withthe trickling gurgle of the spring that flowed into the long stonetroughs around the milk crocks and out under the stone doorsillFrom his post by the door Everett watched her as she drove her paddledeep into the hard golden mound in the blue bowl in front of her andwith a quick turn of her strong slender wrist slapped and pattedchunk after chunk of the butter into a more compressed form Thesleeves of her dress were rolled almost to her shoulders and under thewhite moist flesh of her arms the fine muscles showed plainly Thestrong curves of her back and shoulders bent and sprung under thegraceful sweep of her arms and her round breasts rose and fell withquickened breath from her energetic movementsNow youre making me work _too_ hard she laughed and she pantedas she rested her hand for a second against the edge of the bowl andlooked up at Everett from under a black tendril curl that had fallendown across her foreheadMiss Rose Mary Alloway you are one large huskywitch calmlyremarked the hungry man as he finished disposing of the last half ofone of the thin bread and butters Here I sit enchanted byby abutterpaddle when you and I both know that not two miles across themeadows there runs a train that ought to put me into New York in alittle over fortyeight hours Wont you wont you let me goback tomy frantic and imploring employersWhy no I cant answered Rose Mary as she pressed a yellow cake ofbutter on to a blue plate and deftly curled it up with her paddle intoa huge yellow sunflower Uncle Tucker captured you roaming loose outin his fields and he trusts you to me while he is at work and I mustkeep you safe Hes fond of you and so are the Aunties and StonewallJackson and Shoofly and Sniffer andAnd anybody else demanded Everett preparing to dispose of the lastbiteOh everybody most along Providence Road answered Rose Maryenthusiastically though not raising her eyes from the manipulation ofthe third butter flower Cant you go out and dig up some more rocksand things I feel sure you havent got a sample of all of them Andthere may be gold and silver and precious jewels just one inch deeperthan you have dug Are you certain you cant squeeze up some oilsomewhere in the meadow You told a whole lot of reasons to UncleTucker why you knew you would find some and now youll have to stayto prove yourselfNo answered Mark Everett quietly and as he spoke he raised hiseyes and looked at Rose Mary keenly no there is no oil that I candiscover though the formation as I explained to your uncle is justas I expected to find it Ive spent three weeks going over every inchof the Valley and I cant find a trace of grease Im sorryWell I dont know that I care except for your sake answered RoseMary unconcernedly with her eyes still on her task We dont any ofus like the smell of coaloil and it gives Aunt Viney asthma Itwould be awfully disagreeable to have wells of it right here on theplace Theyd be so ugly and smellyBut oilwells meanmean a great deal of wealth ventured EverettI know but just think of the money,17
+Produced by Audrey Longhurst Alicia Williams and the PG OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at wwwpgdpnetIllustration MRS JOHN VAN VORST AS ESTHER KELLY Wearing thecostume of the pickle factoryIllustration MISS MARIE VAN VORST AS BELL BALLARD At work in a shoefactory                                   THE WOMAN WHO TOILS_Being the Experiences of Two Gentlewomen as Factory Girls_BYMRS JOHN VAN VORSTandMARIE VAN VORST_ILLUSTRATED_NEW YORKDOUBLEDAY PAGE  COMPANY1903                                   DEDICATIONTo Mark TwainIn loving tribute to his genius and to his human sympathy which inPathos and Seriousness as well as in Mirth and Humour have made himkin with the whole worldthis book is inscribed byBESSIE and MARIE VAN VORST                                   PREFATORY LETTER FROM THEODORE ROOSEVELT_Written after reading Chapter III when published serially_     WHITE HOUSE WASHINGTON October 18 1902     _My Dear Mrs Van Vorst_     _I must write you a line to say how much I have appreciated     your article The Woman Who Toils But to me there is a most     melancholy side to it when you touch upon what is     fundamentally infinitely more important than any other     question in this countrythat is the question of race     suicide complete or partial_     _An easy goodnatured kindliness and a desire to be     independentthat is to live ones life purely according to     ones own desiresare in no sense substitutes for the     fundamental virtues for the practice of the strong racial     qualities without which there can be no strong racesthe     qualities of courage and resolution in both men and women of     scorn of what is mean base and selfish of eager desire to     work or fight or suffer as the case may be provided the end to     be gained is great enough and the contemptuous putting aside     of mere ease mere vapid pleasure mere avoidance of toil and     worry I do not know whether I most pity or most despise the     foolish and selfish man or woman who does not understand that     the only things really worth having in life are those the     acquirement of which normally means cost and effort If a man     or woman through no fault of his or hers goes throughout     life denied those highest of all joys which spring only from     home life from the having and bringing up of many healthy     children I feel for them deep and respectful sympathythe     sympathy one extends to the gallant fellow killed at the     beginning of a campaign or the man who toils hard and is     brought to ruin by the fault of others But the man or woman     who deliberately avoids marriage and has a heart so cold as     to know no passion and a brain so shallow and selfish as to     dislike having children is in effect a criminal against the     race and should be an object of contemptuous abhorrence by     all healthy people_     _Of course no one quality makes a good citizen and no one     quality will save a nation But there are certain great     qualities for the lack of which no amount of intellectual     brilliancy or of material prosperity or of easiness of life     can atone and which show decadence and corruption in the     nation just as much if they are produced by selfishness and     coldness and easeloving laziness among comparatively poor     people as if they are produced by vicious or frivolous luxury     in the rich If the men of the nation are not anxious to work     in many different ways with all their might and strength and     ready and able to fight at need and anxious to be fathers of     families and if the women do not recognize that the greatest     thing for any woman is to be a good wife and mother why that     nation has cause to be alarmed about its future_     _There is no physical trouble among us Americans The trouble     with the situation you set forth is one of character and     therefore we can conquer it if we only will_     _Very sincerely yours_     _THEODORE ROOSEVELT_                                   PREFATORY NOTEA portion of the material in this book appeared serially under the,13
+Produced by David Garcia Lynn Bornath and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetWhy The Chimes Rang A Play in One Actby Elizabeth Apthorp McFaddenAdapted from the story of the same nameby Raymond McDonald AldenSamuel French Publisher25 West Fortyfifth Street New YorkLONDONSamuel French Ltd26 SOUTHAMPTON STREET STRANDCOPYRIGHT 1915BY EA MCFADDENWHY THE CHIMES RANGThis play is fully protected by copyrightPermission to act read publicly or make any use of it must be obtainedof Samuel French 25 West 45th Street New York It may be presented byamateurs upon payment of the following royalties1 This play may be presented by amateurs upon payment of a royalty ofFive Dollars for each performance payable to Samuel French at 25 West45th Street New York or at 811 West 7th Street Los Angeles Califone week before the date when the play is given2 Professional rates quoted on application3 Whenever this play is to be produced the following note must appearon all programs printing and advertising for the playThis play is a dramatization of the story by Raymond MacDonald Aldenentitled WHY THE CHIMES RANG published by The BobbsMerrill CompanyThis version of Raymond MacDonald Aldens story is published withpermission of the BobbsMerrill Company of Indianapolis Indiana thepublishers of Professor Aldens story and the holders of the copyright_WARNING_The copying either of separate parts or the whole of this work by anyprocess whatsoever is forbidden by law and subject to the penaltiesprescribed by Section 28 of the Copyright Law in force July 1 1909PREFACEThis little play is prentice work done in Professor George P Bakersclass English 47 at Radcliffe College in the fall of 1908 Severalyears later it was staged by Professor Baker in the 47 Workshop hislaboratory for trying out plays written in the Harvard and Radcliffecourses in dramatic techniqueI am glad to acknowledge here my indebtedness to the Shop and itsworkers for this chance of seeing the play in action Of the variousadvantages which a Workshop performance secures to the author none ismore helpful than the mass of written criticism handed in by theaudience and representing some two or three hundred frank and widelyvarying views of the work in question I am especially grateful for thisconstructive criticism much of which has been of real service in thesubsequent rewriting of the pieceWhy the Chimes Rang was again tried out the next year in sevenperformances by the Workshop company in various Boston settlementsOther groups of amateurs have given it in Arlington Massachusetts LosAngeles California and in Honolulu These performances have proved thatwhile its setting may seem to call for the equipment of a theatre theplay can be acceptably given in any hall or Sunday school roomSuggestions for the simplest possible staging have been added to thepresent publication in an appendix which contains data on the scenerymusic lighting costumes and properties for the pieceELIZABETH APTHORP McFADDENWHY THE CHIMES RANGCHARACTERSHOLGER_A peasant boy_STEEN_His younger brother_BERTEL_Their uncle_AN OLD WOMANLORDS LADIES _etc_TIME_Dusk of a day of long ago_                                   SCENE_The interior of a woodchoppers hut on the edge of a forest_Why the Chimes RangThe scene is laid in a peasants hut on the edge of a forest near acathedral town It is a dark lowraftered room lit only by the glowingwood fire in the great fireplace in the wall to the right and by afaint moonlight that steals in through the little window high in theleft wall This window commands a view of the cathedral and of the roadleading down into the town The only entrance into the hut is the frontdoor near the windowThe furnishings are few two substantial stools one near the windowthe other before the fire logs piled up near the hearth and on thechimney shelf above a few dishes three little bowls three spoons and agreat iron porridge pot A wooden peg to the right of the chimney holdsSteens cap and cape one to the left an old shawl Near the doorHolgers cap and cape hang from a third pegDespite its poverty the room is full of beautiful coloring as it lieshalf hidden in deep shadow save where the light of the fire falls on thebrown of the wood and the warmer shades of the childrens garmentsilluminates their faces and gleams on their bright hairWhen the curtain is raised Steen is sitting disconsolately on the stoolnear the fire He is a handsome sturdy little lad of nine or tendressed in rough but warm garments of a dark red Holger a slender boysome four years older bends over Steen patting him comfortingly on theshoulderThere is petulance and revolt in the expression of the younger boy butHolgers face is full of a blended character and spirituality that makeshim beautiful He is clad like his brother in comfortable but wornjerkin and hose of a dark leaf green His manner to the little boy isfull of affection though occasionally he is superior after the mannerof big brothers Throughout the play two moods alternate in Holger acertain grave halfmystical dreaminess and bubbling through it thehigh spirits of his natural boyish selfHOLGER Take heart Steen perhaps we can go next yearSTEEN Next year Next year Ill be so old I wont want to goHOLGER Oh quite old folks go to the Christmas service Come lets watchthe people going down to townSTEEN NoHOLGER The roadll be full grand folk _He crosses to the window_Come watch SteenSTEEN NoHOLGER _Looking out_ Why the roads all empty againSTEEN _In a wailing tone_ Everybodys goneHOLGER _Trying to be brave_ Theyre lighting the cathedralSTEEN I dont careHOLGER Oh Steen come seelike the stars coming outSTEEN I wont see Mother said way last summer that we could go tonightand now_His voice breaks in a sob_HOLGER She meant it She didnt know that the grandmother would be illand she and fatherud have to go to _her_ Be fair SteenSTEEN They might let us go alone Too little BahHOLGER _In a low almost frightened tone_,14
+Produced by Suzanne Shell Katherine Delany and the Project GutenbergDistributed Proofreading TeamA Library PrimerJohn Cotton DanaThird EditionLibrary Bureau Chicago1903Copyright 1899 by Library BureauTo Samuel S Green William I Fletcher and Charles A CutterPREFACEA library primer was published in the first six numbers of PublicLibraries in 1896 It was quite largely made up of extracts from anarticle by Dr WF Poole on The organization and management of publiclibraries which formed part of the report on Public libraries in theUS published by the US Bureau of education in 1876 from WIFletchers Public libraries in America from Mary W Plummers Hintsto small libraries and from papers in the Library journal and ALAproceedingsAt the request of a number of people interested I have revisedrewritten and extended the original draft for publication in bookform Additional material has been taken from many sources I havetried to give credit in good measure The prevailing tendency amonglibrarians is to share ideas to give to one another the benefit ofall their suggestions and experiences The result is a large fund oflibrary knowledge which is common property From this fund most ofthis book is takenThe Library Primer is what its name implies It does not try to beexhaustive in any part of the field It tries to open up the subjectof library management for the small library and to show how large itis and how much librarians have yet to learn and to doThe City library                                        JCDSpringfield MassCONTENTSCHAPTER                                                PAGE      I The beginningsLibrary law                      9     II Preliminary work                                10    III What does a public library do for a community  12     IV General policy of the library                   15      V Trustees                                        17     VI The librarian                                   20    VII The trained librarian                           23   VIII Rooms building fixtures furniture            25     IX Things needed in beginning work                 30      X The Library Bureau                              35     XI Selecting books                                 39    XII Reference books for a small library             46   XIII Reference work                                  53    XIV Reading room                                    57     XV List of periodicals                             61    XVI Buying books                                    63   XVII Ink and handwriting                             69  XVIII Care of books                                   73    XIX Accessioning                                    76     XX Classifying,9
+Produced by Suzanne Shell Josephine Paolucci and the PG OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetWHAT ANSWERAnna E Dickinson1868WHAT ANSWERCHAPTER I  _In flower of youth and beautys pride_  DRYDENA crowded New York streetFifth Avenue at the height of the afternoona gallant and brilliant throng Looking over the glittering array thepurple and fine linen the sweeping robes the exquisite equipages thestately houses the faces delicate and refined proud selfsatisfiedthat gazed out from their windows on the street or that glanced fromthe street to the windows or at one anotherlooking over all thisbeing a part of it one might well say This is existence and besideit there is none other Let us dress dine and be merry Life is goodand love is sweet and both shall endure Let us forget that hunger andsin sorrow and selfsacrifice want struggle and pain have place inthe world Yet even with the words poverty frostnipped in a summersuit here and there hurried by and once and again through therestless tide the sorrowful procession of the tomb made wayMore than one eye was lifted and many a pleasant greeting passedbetween these selected few who filled the street and a young man wholounged by one of the overlooking windows and many a comment wasuttered upon him when the greeting was madeA most eligible _parti_Handsome as a godO immensely rich I assure you_Isnt_ he a beautyPity he wasnt born poorWhyO because they say he carried off all the honors at college andlawschool and is altogether overstocked with brains for a man who hasno need to use themWill he practiseDoubtful Why should heAmbition powergratify one gain the otherNonsense Hell probably go abroad and travel for a while come backmarry and enjoy lifeHe does that now I fancyLooks soAnd indeed he did There was not only vigor and manly beauty splendidin its present but the possibility of more to be in the full processof his ripening daysa form alert and elegant which had not yet allof a mans muscle and strength a face delicate yet strongrefinedyet full of latent power a mass of rippling hair like burnished goldflung back on the one side sweeping low across brow and cheek on theother eyes  Of a deep soft lucent hue  Eyes too expressive to be blue  Too lovely to be grayPeople involuntarily thought of the pink and flower of chivalry as theylooked at him or imagined in some indistinct fashion that they heardthe old songs of Percy and Douglas or the later lays of the cavaliersas they heard his voicea voice that was just now humming one of thesesame lays  Then mounte then mounte brave gallants all      And don your helmes amaine  Deaths couriers Fame and Honor call      Us to the field againeStuff he cried impatiently looking wistfully at the mens facesgoing bystuff _We_ look like gallants to ride a tilt at the worldand die for Honor and FameweI thank God Willie you are not called upon for any such sacrificeAh little mother well you may he answered smiling and taking herhandwell you may for I am afraid I should fall dreadfully shortwhen the time came and then how ashamed youd be of your big boy whotook his ease at home with the great drums beating and the trumpetsblowing outside And yetI should like to be triedSee mother he broke out againsee what a life it is getting andspending living handsomely and doing the proper thing towards societyand all thatrubbing through the world in the old hereditary waythough I neednt growl at it for I enjoy it enough and find it apleasant enough way Heaven knows Lazy idler enjoying the sunshinewith the rest HeighhoYou have your profession Willie Theres work there and opportunitysufficient to help others and do for yourselfAy and Ill _do_ it But there is so much that is poor and mean andbase and tricky in it allso much to disgust and tire oneall thetime day after day for years Now if it were only a huge giant thatstands in your way you could out rapier and have at him at once andthere an endlaid out or triumphant Thats worth whileO youth eager and beautiful thought the mother who listened thatin this phase is so alike the world overso impatient to do so readyto brave encounters so willing to dare and die May the doing befaithful and the encounters be patiently as well as bravely fought andthe fancy of heroic death be a reality of noble and earnest life Godgrant it AmenMeanwhile said the gay voicemeanwhile its a pleasant world letus enjoy it and as to do this is within the compass of a mans wittherefore will I attempt the doingWhile he was talking he had once more come to the window and lookingout fastened his eyes unconsciously but intently upon the face of ayoung girl who was slowly passing byunconsciously yet so intentlythat as if suddenly magnetized a flicker of feeling went over it themouth set with a steady sweetness quivered a little the eyesdarkbeautiful eyeswere lifted to his an instant that was all The motherbeside him did not see but she heard a long breath almost a sighbreak from him as he started then flashed out of the room snatchinghis hat in the hall and so on to the street and awayAway after her through block after block across the crowded avenue toBroadway Who is she where did she come from _I_ never saw herbefore I wonder if Mrs Russell knows her or Clara or anybody I willknow where she lives or where she is going at leastthat will be someclew There she is stopping that stage Ill help her in no Iwontshe will think I am chasing her Nonsense do you suppose shesaw you at the window Of course No she didnt dont be a foolThere Ill get into the next stage Now Ill keep watch of that andshell not know Soall right Go ahead driver And happy with somenew happiness eager bright,3
+Produced by Jason Isbell and the PG Online Distributed Proofreading TeamTranscribers note Misspelled words in the original left as isBelow is a list of all known misspelled words kept from the originalTable Of Contents  Classification of Plates    bowels  should be bowlsChapter II  SPEED OF THE LATHE    centrificial  should be centrifugalChapter IX  METHODS OF FASTENING STOCK    epecially  should be especiallyChapter XI  SPIRAL TURNING    modelling  should be modelingChapter XI  PLATES BV2b b    midde  should be middleA COURSE IN WOOD TURNINGBy ARCHIE S MILTONOTTO K WOHLERSIllustration BRUCE MILWAUKEE Publishers StampTHE BRUCE PUBLISHING COMPANYMILWAUKEE WISCONSINCopyright 1919Archie S MiltonOtto K WohlersPREFACEThis book is the outgrowth of problems given to high school pupils bythe writers and has been compiled in logical sequence Stress is laidupon the proper use of tools and the problems are presented in such away that each exercise or project depends somewhat on the onepreceding It is not the idea of the writers that all problems shownshould be made but that the instructor select only such as will givethe pupils enough preliminary work in the use of the tools to preparethem for other models followingThe related matter on the care of the lathe and tools the grinding ofchisels the polishing of projects and the specific directions andcautions for working out the various exercises and projects with thedrawings make the book not only valuable for reference but also as aclass text to be studied in connection with the making of projects Thedrawings show exact dimensions and are tabulated in the upper righthandcorner in such a way that they may be used in a filing case if desiredAt least two designs are shown for each model and these may be used assuggestions from which students with the aid of the instructor maywork out their own designsThe book has been divided into two parts A Spindle Turning and BFacePlate Turning The same order is followed in each part the relatedinformation is supplied where required as the pupil progressesPart A takes up the following I Exercises II Models involving thesame tool processes only in a somewhat different degree III OvalTurning explaining the use of two centers IV Duplicate Turningwhere identical pieces are turnedPart B is arranged as follows I Exercises II Models which are anapplication of cuts in exercises that involve only faceplate workIII Models which require chucking IV Assembling Exercisesinvolving spindle turning faceplate work and chucking V SpiralTurning showing the method of turning a spiral on the latheThe ultimate aim of this book is to give through the exercises andproblems a thorough understanding of the principles of wood turning bygradually developing the confidence of the pupil in the complete controlof his tools at the same time suggesting harmonious lines in designwhich will lead to other ideas in designing problemsTABLE OF CONTENTS                                                                 PagesCHAPTER I  Introductory    Commercial and Educational Values of Wood Turning    Elements of Success                                         910CHAPTER II  The Lathe    Care of the Lathe    Speed of the Lathe    Method of Figuring the Diameter of Pulleys    Rules for Finding the Speeds and Sizes of Pulleys    Points on Setting Up the Lathe and Shafting                1114CHAPTER III  Wood Turning Tools    Grinding and Whetting Turning Tools    The Gouge    The Parting Tool    Scraping Tools                                             1518CHAPTER IV  Spindle Turning    Centering Stock    Clamping Stock in the Lathe    Adjusting the Tool Rest    Position of the Operator at the Lathe    Holding the Tools    Use of the Tools in Spindle Turning                        1921CHAPTER V  Tool Processes in Spindle Turning    The Roughing Cut    The Sizing Cut    The Smoothing Cut    Testing for Smoothness    Measuring for Length    Squaring Ends    Cutting Off    Shoulder Cuts    Taper Cuts    V CutsConcave Cuts    Convex Cuts    Combination Cuts    Chisel Handles    Mallets and Handles    Vise Handles                                               2232CHAPTER VI  Oval Turning    Tool Operations,9
+Produced by Charles Aldarondo Keren Vergon SR Ellisonand the PG Online Distributed Proofreading TeamEMBLEMS OF LOVEBY THE SAME AUTHORINTERLUDES AND POEMSEMBLEMS OF LOVEDESIGNED IN SEVERAL DISCOURSESBY LASCELLES ABERCROMBIE_Wonder it is to see in diverse mindesHow diversly love doth his pageaunts playEgo tamquam centrum circuli cui simili modose habent circumferentiæ partes_TO MY WIFETABLE                                  pageHYMN TO LOVE                        3PART I   DISCOVERY AND PROPHECY  PRELUDE                           7  VASHTI                           16PART II   IMPERFECTION  THREE GIRLS IN LOVE    MARY A LEGEND OF THE 45      77    JEAN                           94    KATRINA                       109PART III   VIRGINITY AND PERFECTION  JUDITH                          127  THE ETERNAL WEDDING             188  MARRIAGE SONG                   200  EPILOGUE DEDICATION            209EMBLEMS OF LOVEHYMN TO LOVEWe are thine O Love being in thee and made of thee    As thóu Lóve were the déep thóughtAnd we the speech of the thought yea spoken are we          Thy fires of thought outspokenBut burnd not through us thy imagining    Like fiérce móod in a sóng cáughtWe were as clamourd words a fool may fling          Loose words of meaning brokenFor what more like the brainless speech of a fool    The lives travelling dark fearsAnd as a boy throws pebbles in a pool          Thrown down abysmal placesHazardous are the stars yet is our birth    And our journeying time theirsAs words of air life makes of starry earth          Sweet souldelighted facesAs voices are we in the worldly wind    The great wind of the worlds fateIs turned as air to a shapen sound to mind          And marvellous desiresBut not in the world as voices stormshatterd    Not borne down by the winds weightThe rushing time rings with our splendid word          Like darkness filled with firesFor Love doth use us for a sound of song    And Loves meaning our life wieldsMaking our souls like syllables to throng          His tunes of exultationDown the blind speed of a fatal world we fly    As rain blown along earths fieldsYet are we goddesiring liturgy          Sung joys of adorationYea made of chance and all a labouring strife    We go charged with a strong flameFor as a language Love hath seized on life          His burning heart to storyYea Love we are thine the liturgy of thee    Thy thoughts golden and glad nameThe mortal conscience of immortal glee          Loves zeal in Loves own gloryPART IDISCOVERY AND PROPHECYPRELUDE_Night on bleak downs a high grassgrown trench runsathwart the slope The earthwork is manned bywarriors clad in hides Two warriors BRYS andGAST talking__Gast_This puts a tall heart in me and a tuneOf great glad blood flowing brave in my fleshTo see thee after all these moons returnedMy Brys If theres no rust in thy shoulderjointsThat battlewrath of thine and thy good throwingWill be more help for us than if the dykeWere higher by a spanHa there was howlingDown in the thicket they come soon for sure_Brys_Has there been hunger in the forest long_Gast_I think not only hunger makes them fierceThey broke not long since into a village yonderA huge throng of them all through the night we heardThe feasting they kept up And that has madeThe wolves bloodthirsty I believe_Brys_     O foolsTo keep so slack a waking on their dykesNow have they made a sleepless winter for usEvery night we must look lest the downslopeBetween us and the woods turn suddenlyTo a grey onrush full of small green candlesThe charging pack with eyes flaming for fleshAnd well for us then if theres no more mistThan the white panting of the wolfish hunger_Gast_Theyll come tonight Three of us hunting wentAmong the trees below not long we stayedAll the wolves of the world are in the forestAnd mans the meat theyre after_Brys_     Ay it must beBloodthirst is in them if they come tonightSuch clear and starry weatherWhat dost thou makeGast of the stars_Gast_     Brother theyre horribleI always keep my head as much as I mayBent so,3
+Produced by Juliet Sutherland and the PG Online DistributedProofreading TeamTHE CARE AND FEEDING OF CHILDRENA CATECHISM FOR THE USE OF MOTHERSAND CHILDRENS NURSESByL EMMETT HOLT MD LLDPROFESSOR OF DISEASES OF CHILDREN IN THE COLLEGE OFPHYSICIANS AND SURGEONS COLUMBIA UNIVERSITYATTENDING PHYSICIAN TO THE BABIES HOSPITAL AND THEFOUNDLING HOSPITAL NEW YORKFourth Edition Revised and EnlargedNEW YORK AND LONDOND APPLETON AND COMPANY1907COPYRIGHT 1894 1897 1903 1906By D APPLETON AND COMPANYTranscribers Note The text scans did not include a Table ofContents so the following has been added for the convenience ofthe readerCONTENTSI THE CARE OF CHILDRENBathingGenital OrgansEyesMouthSkinClothingNapkinsNurseryAiringWeight Growth and DevelopmentDentitionII INFANT FEEDINGNursingWeaningArtificial FeedingSelection and Care of Milk Used for Infant FeedingModification of Cows MilkFood for Healthy InfantsThe Early MonthsFood for Healthy InfantsThe Later MonthsGeneral Rules for Guidance in the Use of the Formulas GivenAddition of Other Foods to MilkOverfeedingLoss of AppetiteChanges in Food Required by Special Symptoms or ConditionsCommon Mistakes in Milk Modification and Infant FeedingPreparation of Cows Milk at HomeDirections for Feeding InfantsIntervals of FeedingRegularity in FeedingSterilized MilkModified Milk of the Milk LaboratoriesPeptonized MilkFeeding During the Second YearFeeding During the Third YearIII THE DIET OF OLDER CHILDRENMilk and CreamEggsMeats and FishVegetablesCerealsBroths and SoupsBread Crackers and CakesDessertsFruitsIndigestion in Older ChildrenGeneral Rules to be Observed in FeedingFood FormulasIV MISCELLANEOUSBowelsSleepExerciseCryLifting ChildrenTemperatureNervousnessToysKissingConvulsionsForeign BodiesColicEaracheCroupContagious DiseasesScurvyConstipationDiarrhoeaBad HabitsVaccinationWeight ChartsTHE CARE AND FEEDING OF CHILDRENPART ITHE CARE OF CHILDRENBATHING_At what age may a child be given a full tub bath_Usually when ten days old it should not be given before the cord hascome off_How should the bath be given_It should not be given sooner than one hour after feeding The roomshould be warm if possible there should be an open fire The head andface should first be washed and dried then the body should be soapedand the infant placed in the tub with its body well supported by thehand of the nurse The bath should be given quickly and the bodydried rapidly with a soft towel but with very little rubbing_At what temperature should the bath be given_For the first few weeks at 100 F later during early infancy at98 F after six months at 95 F during the second year from 85to 90 F_With what should the bath be given_Soft sponges are useful for bathing the body limbs and scalp Thereshould be a separate washcloth for the face and another for thebuttocks_What are the objections to bath sponges_When used frequently they become very dirty and are liable to causeinfection of the eyes mouth or genital organs_Under what circumstances should the daily tub bath be omitted_In the case of very feeble or delicate infants on account of theexposure and fatigue and in all forms of acute illness except bydirection of the physician In eczema and many other forms of skindisease much harm is often done by bathing with soap and water oreven with water aloneGENITAL ORGANS_How should the genital organs of a female child be cleansed_Best with fresh absorbent cotton and tepid water or a solution ofboric acid two teaspoonfuls to the pint This should be donecarefully at least once a day If any discharge is present theboricacid solution should invariably be used twice a day Great careis necessary at all times to prevent infection which often arises fromsoiled napkins_How should the genital organs of a male child be cleansed_In infancy and early childhood the foreskin should be pushed back atleast twice a week while the child is in his bath and the parts thusexposed washed gently with absorbent cotton and waterIf the foreskin is tightly adherent and cannot readily be pushed backthe physicians attention should be called to it The nurse or mothershould not attempt forcible stretching_When is circumcision advisable_Usually when the foreskin is very long and so tight that it cannot bepushed back without force always when this condition is accompaniedby evidences of local irritation or difficulty in passing waterEYES_How should the eyes of a little baby be cleansed_With a piece of soft linen or absorbent cotton and a lukewarm solutionof salt or boric acidone half of an even teaspoonful to one pint ofwater_If pus appears in the eyes what should be done_They should be cleansed every hour with a solution of boric acid tengrains to one ounce of water If the lids stick together a littlevaseline from a tube should be rubbed upon them at night If thetrouble is slight this treatment will control it if it is severe aphysician should be called immediately as delay may result in loss ofeyesightMOUTH_How is an infants mouth to be cleansed_An excellent method is by the use of a swab made by twisting a bit ofabsorbent cotton upon a wooden toothpick With this the folds betweenthe gums and lips and cheeks may be gently and carefully cleansedtwice a day unless the mouth is sore It is not necessary after everyfeeding The finger of the nurse often employed is too large andliable to injure the delicate mucous membrane_What is sprue_It appears on the lips and inside the cheeks like little white threadsor flakes It is also called thrush In bad cases it may cover thetongue and the whole of the inside of the mouth_How should a mouth be cleansed when there is sprue_It should be washed carefully after every feeding or nursing with asolution of borax or bicarbonate of soda baking soda one eventeaspoonful to three ounces of water and four times a day theboricacid solution mentioned should be usedSKIN_How should the infants skin be cared for to prevent chafing_First not too much nor too strong soap should be used secondlycareful rinsing of the body thirdly not too vigorous rubbing eitherduring or after the bath fourthly the use of dusting powder in allthe folds of the skinunder the arms behind the ears about theneck in the groin etc This is of the utmost importance in very fatinfants_If the skin is very sensitive and chafing easily produced whatshould be done_No soap should be used but bran or salt baths given instead_How should a bran bath be prepared_One pint of wheat bran should be placed in a bag of coarse muslin orcheesecloth and this,48
+Produced by Tapio RiikonenMAAEMON LAPSIAKertomusKirjArvid JärnefeltOtava Helsinki 1907SISÄLLYSAlkulause 1 Satimessa 2 Kulkukauppias 3 Nuoriherra 4 Rauhalahti 5 Syntymäpäivä 6 Herra Vendell 7 Maanalaiset voimat 6 Enkelien töitä 9 Viisas kuin käärme ja laupeas kuin kyyhkynen10 Kinturin kuolemaTämmöinen on tarinaMuinaisina aikoina tulivat vallottajat tähän maahan tulivat kiiltävinpeitsin kirjavin kypärin sotakunniassa loistavaa ristiä edellänsäkantaen Kalevan miehet nousivat jumaliansa puolustamaan kylätpaloivat ryskyen kaatuivat pyhät lehdot Vallottajan miekka ja tulivoitti Vastahakoinen kansa karkotettiin korpiin kuolemaan muttaheikko kansa kastettiin uusien herrain alamaisiksiKansoja vallotetaan ja kukistetaan ihmisiä karkotetaan janöyryytetään mutta kukistuvatko jumalat ja voidaanko jumaliakinkarkottaa Vai minne joutuivat Ilmattaret minne PäivättäretKuuttaret minne Ahti vellamoineen minne Tapio sinipiikoinensa Minnekaikki ne haltijat jotka ihmiskieltä taitaen olivat ilman pitkiltäpihoilta ihmiselle puhuneetjotka meren hyrskyissä hänelle miehuuttalaulaneetjotka tähtiöinä hänen haaveitansa herättäneet taimetsäsalojen poluilla hänen runomielensä virittäneet ja hänenyksinäisyytensä ikävän vaihtaneet riemuunJos miehet hävisivät hävisivätkö jumalatEivät hävinneet kaikki elävät vielä tänä päivänä joka meille paistaaVallottajain tietämättä tahtomatta oli hurmeiseen maahan istutetunristin mukana seurannut myös Totuuden Henki joka ei ole koskaan tulenja miekan kanssa liittoa tehnytMaahan tultuansa se kutsui kansan hylkäämät jumalat eteensä ja puhuiheille näinMinun nimessäni menköön kerran kaikki takasin mikä tulella jamiekalla rakennettu on niin että joka on ottanut se on kerran antavaja joka on ryöstänyt se on kerran jälleen lahjottava ja joka onherraksi tullut on itsensä palvelijaksi tekevä Eikä se ole miekallaja tulella takasin menevä vaan minun enkelieni avulla Katso minäteen teidät enkeleikseni ja teidän puheenne olkoon ihmisille jälleenkuuluva kunnes kaikki täyttyy ja minä näen kahtia hajonneenihmiskuntani jälleen yhtyneenäNäin puhui totuuden henkiJa antoi enkeleille aikaa tuhannen vuotta ja antoi heille äänen jokahiljaisena kuin aamutuuli soi ihmisten tunnoissaSe ääni soi vielä tänäkin päivänä joka meille paistaa1SatimessaSumuisena marraskuun päivänä hämärtäissä eli juuri siihen aikaanjolloin tienristeyksessä oleva maakauppiaan puoti tavallisesti olityhjänä ja hän itse pääsi hetkeksi kamariinsa päivällisunillepamahtikin puodin ovi suurella räminällä auki ja notkean vieterivivunpäässä roikkuva ovikello hurjasti edestakasin viuhtoen hätääntyipitkään häivytykseenTänne tänne täällä tulee Kinturin Janne ettekö kuule KinturinJanne joutuin joutuin joutuin KinKinKinturin Janne kinkinkingelikinkinkinkinJaha jahavastasi kauppias kamaristaan ja rupesi tekemään nousuavaikka jo oli ehtinyt käpristyä sohvalle loikomaan seinään päinkääntyneenä takki ihanasti hartioille heitettynä jalat ahtaistapatinoista sukkasilleen vapautuneinaSe on Kinturin Jannepuheli hän ja veti ähkien patinat jälleenjalkaansasen tuntee kohta soitostaeipä luulisi että se on sekitupiikki rämisyttelee ovia kuin paras rusthollariJa tuli lönksöttäen puotiin punanaamaisena valkosia silmäripsiänsäräpyttäen mutta kohta Kinturin nähtyään suli hyvälle tuulelle jareippaalla ystävyydellä tervehti sekä kysyi kuulumisetKinturin Janne torppari yhdeksän lapsen isä heitti tiskillekokonaisen tappovasikan sekä kolme kiloa torpan parhainta kirnuvoitaSitten asettui nojalleen tiskiä vasten ja paljon merkitsevälläkunnioittavalla ja kohteliaalla kuiskauksella kysyi olisiko myydähiirenloukkujaNo mikäs nyt Syövätkö hiiret viljaa Ei taida Kinturin viljat enäälaariin mahtuakaan Täytyy vissiin säkeissä pitääSe on asia se on asiamyönnytteli Kinturi hyvin ymmärtäenkauppiaan iänikuiset pilat muka hänen rikkaudestaanHeillä oli sellaiset välit ja parakraahvit keskenänsä että Kinturinoli kerran kaikkiaan sovitusta määrärahasta myyminen hänelle jokainentappovasikka kuusiviikkoiseksi juotettuna samoin myös tuominenpuotiin kaikki voi mikä torpassa kirnuttiin ja mitä ikänä muutasaattoi olla myytävänäTämä välipuhe näytti Kinturista kohtuulliselta sillä hän nauttipuolestaan suuria etuja puodissa Ei hän tarvinnut rahaa kun tuliostamaan ja velkaa joka hänelle vuoden pitkään kahvista jauhoistasuolasta sokerista ja tupakista karttui ei kauppias milloinkaansopimattomasti kiristänyt vaan tyytyi aina odottamaan ensivasikkoihin Sillä kauppias oli todenteolla hyvä mies ja Kinturi kävimielikseen puodissaErittäinkin tunsi Kinturi vielä ylpeyttä siitä läheisestätuttavallisuudesta mikä heidän välillään oli huolimatta siitä ettäkauppiasta saattoi pitää herrasväkeen kuuluvana Kinturi vihasi jakarttoi herrasväkeä niinkuin kaikki hänen esiisänsä olivat aikojenalusta tehneet Mutta tämä kauppias se oli talonpojasta ponnistainnutherraksi ja monet herrat vetänyt nenästä joten hän oli Kinturilletodistuksena että onpa sitä meilläkin älyä kun kysymys tuleeSuuresti hän sentähden kunnioitti kauppiasta ja koko tätä puotia sekäylpeili kuten sanottu läheisestä tuttavuudestaan kauppiaan kanssaKinturin suurimpia nautintoja oli tulla puotiin kun siellä oli paljonväkeä ja tuon tuttavuuden osottamiseksi hakea itse esille mitätarvitsiottaa esimerkiksi omin käsin koukkupääkepillä alas kimppusuitsia valita niistä mieleisensä ja sopia kauppiaan kanssa hinnastanoin niinkuin ohimennen kesken muuta kaupankäyntiä Toisinaan hänsaattoi itse mennä tiskin taaksekin avata naulalaatikon lukeakäteensä sata kappaletta kolmituumaisia ja ottaa ne haltuunsakauppiaalle vaan hiukan päätä nyykäytettyään Kauppias vastasi ainasamalla tavalla hiukan vaan nyykäytti ja iski silmää Tai hyvässälykyssä lisäsi mittaappas sinä Kinturi öljyä Sareenskalle kun tässäon niin kiiru Semmoisina hetkinä tutut ja vieraat puodissaolijatkatsoivat Kinturiin suurella kunnioituksella jopa nuo palkkojensavuoksi ylimieliset sahalaisetkin otsatukkavarsat menivät äänettömiksija vaipuivat turhaan arvailemaan hänen ja kauppiaan välejäMutta nyt tuli Kinturin Janne kuten sanottu hiirenloukkua ostamaaneikä puodissa ollut ketään muita ostajia ei myös Kinturin Janne ollutenää entinen Kinturin JanneKauppias otti alas joukon erilaisia satimia yhä laskien pilaa torpanmuka täyttyneistä viljamakasiineistaVai olisivatko hiiret päässeet skafferiin sokerin ja vehnäsenkimppuunpani hän ystävällisesti silmää iskienKinturi iski takasin ja koetti nauraa entisellä tavalla niinkuin vaatiheidän aina leikkisä välinsä josta he eivät vielä milloinkaan olleetpoikenneet Mutta eipäs voinutkaan tällä kertaa kestää vaan tulitotiseksi ja rupesi häpeissään niitä loukkuja muka lähempäätarkastelemaanEi yksikään miellyttänyt häntä Ne paukahtavat liian kovasti sanoihän Hän tahtoi sellaisia jotka eivät lauetessa antaisi ääntä Minäolen niin vikkelä heräämään Jos totta puhutaan niin ne hunsvotitpitävät meillä sellaista peliähiiret meinaanettei niiltä saa enäänukuttuakaan Ja tässä tulee jo vanhuus tietääkös herra kauppias Sekustantaa kun taksvärkin päälle yön mittaan silmät seljälläänheittelee ruumistaan kyljeltä kyljelleJa mikä ne hiiret tupaan ajaa vaikka makasiinit on täynnä tavaraasanoi kauppias kääntäen taas vaan leikin puolelleVarros nyt minäannan Kinturille kohta sellaisen kojeen ettei paukahda olleskaanHän veti esiin merkillisen laitoksen Siinä oli varsinaisen satimensivussa lakkinen vesisäiliö ja tämän päällä komero johon pienirautalankaverkosta tehty sola nousi satimestaKatos nyt Kinturi Kun hiiri on mennyt sisälle niin putoo tuo pieniläkkiplootu aukon eteen Nyt rupee hiiri reistaamaan itseänsä ulos jakiipee ylös tuonne noin komeroon Mutta kas silloin komeron pohjapettää ja hiiri putoo veteen ja taas menee pohja paikoilleen ja plootuaukee loukun suun edestä Niin tämä värkki upottaa viisikuusi hiirtäyhtenä yönä eikä Kinturi tiedä mistään nukkuu kuin posu se kone käykuin rasvatuilla pyörilläei kuulu mitäänAihihmetteli Kinturi Hän tarkasteli tuota viekasta laitostaihmetteli eikä voinut olla kehasematta ihmisjärjen terävyyttäTuostanoin ensinmatki hän kauppiastasitten ylös komeroonja ploiskisEläkä mene enää minnekään ei pääse siinä sitä ollaanturkanesentäänHän käänteli nakkia ja tirkisteli sen sisälle ja taaskäänteliMihinkäs siitä pääsit Et mihinkäänNiin se on herrakauppiasajatukset eivät tahdo antaa yöllä rauhaa meinaan tuppaafunderamaan liiaksi Ja Kinturi aikoi lopullisesti jättää leikkisyydenvälit Hänen nenänvarttansa kutkutti ja silmät vettyivät Hän tahtoipuhua kauppiaalle kaikki surunsa Kauppias oli hyvä mies sen Kinturioli itse nähnyt oli nähnyt kuinka hellästi se osasi kasvattivarsaansataputella kuinka lempeästi,13
+Produced by Paul Murray SR Ellison and the PG OnlineDistributed Proofreading TeamSONGS FROM BOOKSBYRUDYARD KIPLINGMACMILLAN AND CO LIMITEDST MARTINS STREET LONDON1914COPYRIGHT_All rights reserved including that oftranslation into foreign languagesincluding the Scandinavian__First Edition October_ 1913_Reprinted October twice November_ 1913 1914_PREFACE__I have collected in this volume practically all theverses and chapterheadings scattered through my booksIn several cases where only a few lines of verse wereoriginally used I have given in full the song etc fromwhich they were taken__RUDYARD KIPLING__CITIES AND THRONES AND POWERS__Cities and Thrones and Powers  Stand in Times eyeAlmost as long as flowers  Which daily dieBut as new buds put forth  To glad new menOut of the spent and unconsidered Earth  The Cities rise againThis seasons Daffodil  She never hearsWhat change what chance what chill  Cut down last yearsBut with bold countenance  And knowledge smallEsteems her seven days continuance  To be perpetualSo Time that is oerkind  To all that beOrdains us een as blind  As bold as sheThat in our very death  And burial sureShadow to shadow well persuaded saith  See how our works endure_CONTENTSSONG                                   BOOK                    PAGEAngutivaun Taina                 Second Jungle Book             292Astrologers Song An            Rewards and Fairies            164Ballad of Minepit Shaw The      Rewards and Fairies            266Bee Boys Song The              Puck of Pooks Hill            172Bees and the Flies The          Actions and Reactions           89Blue Roses                       Light that Failed              225BritishRoman Song A            Puck                            96Brookland Road                   Rewards and Fairies             10Butterflies                      Traffics and Discoveries       228By the Hoof of the Wild Goat   Plain Tales                    217Captive The                     Traffics and Discoveries        71Carol A                         Rewards and Fairies             41_Chapter Headings_               Beast and Man etc            132                               Jungle Books                   245                               JustSo Stories                182                               Naulahka Light that Failed     78                               Plain Tales                     30Charm A                         Rewards and Fairies             26Childrens Song The             Puck                           143Chils Song                      Second Jungle Book              69Cities and Thrones and Powers  Puck,3
+Produced by Suzanne Shell David Garcia and the Online DistributedProofreading TeamIllustration Christmas Outside of EdenBook CoverIllustration There seated in the entrance to the cave the Man sawthe Woman but not the Woman as he had left herChristmas Outside of EdenBYConingsby DawsonAuthor of The Garden Without Walls Carry On etcILLUSTRATIONS BYEugene Francis Savage  NEW YORK  DODD MEAD AND COMPANY  1922                                     Copyright 1921  By DODD MEAD AND COMPANY INC  Printed In USA                                   ILLUSTRATIONSThere seated in the entrance to the cave the Man saw the Woman butnot the Woman as he had left herGod had given the Man and Woman no time to pack He had marched thembeyond the walls and locked the golden gates of Eden against themforeverThe Man yawned I am still tired Fetch the horse that he may carry meback to my dwelling                                   CHRISTMAS OUTSIDE OF EDENIThis is the story the robins tell as they huddle beneath the holly onthe Eve of Christmas They have told it every Christmas Eve since theworld started They commenced telling it long before Christ was bornfor their memory goes further back than mens The Christmas which theycelebrate began just outside of Eden within sight of its goldlockeddoorsThe robins have only two stories one for Christmas and one for EasterTheir Easter story is quite different It has to do with how they gotthe splash of red upon their breasts It was when Gods son was hangingon the cross They wanted to do something to spare him They were tooweak to pull out the nails from his feet and hands so they tore theirlittle breasts in plucking the thorns one by one from the crown that hadbeen set upon his forehead Since then God has allowed their breasts toremain red as a remembrance of His gratitudeBut their Christmas story happened long before when they werent robinredbreasts but only robins It is a merry tender sort of storyThey twitter it in a chuckling fashion to their children If you preferto hear it firsthand creep out to the nearest hollybush on almostany Christmas Eve when snow has made the night all pale and shadowyIf the robins have chosen your hollybush as their rendezvous and youunderstand their language you wont need to read what I have writtenLike all true stories it is much better told than read Its the storyof the first laugh that was ever heard in earth or heaven To be enjoyedproperly it needs the chuckling twitter of the grownup robins and thesqueaky interruptions of the baby birds asking questions When they getterrifically excited they jig up and down on the hollybranches and thefrozen snow falls with a brittle clatter Then the mother and fatherbirds say Hush quite suddenly No one speaks for a full fiveseconds They huddle closer listening and holding their breath Thatshow the story ought to be heard after nightfall on Christmas Eve whenbehind darkened windows little boys and girls have gone to bed earlyhaving hung up their very biggest stockings Of course I cant tell itthat way on paper but Ill do my best to repeat the precise words inwhich the robins tell itIIIt was very long ago at the beginning of all wonders Sun moon andstars were new they wandered about in the clouds uncertainly callingto one another like ships in a fog It was the same on earth neithertrees nor rivers nor animals were quite sure why they had been createdor what was expected of them They were terribly afraid of doing wrongand they had good reason for the Man and Woman had done wrong and hadbeen locked out of EdenThat had happened in April when the world was three months old Up tothat time everything had gone very well No one had known what fear wasNo one had guessed that anything existed outside the walls of Eden orthat there was such a thing as wrongdoing Animals trees and rivershad lived together with the Man and the Woman in the highwalled gardenas a happy family If they had wanted to know anything they had askedthe Man he had always given them answers even though he had to inventthem They had never dreamt of doubting himnot even the Woman Thereason for this had been GodEvery afternoon God had come stepping down from the sky to walk with theMan through the sunspangled shadows of the grassy paths They had heardthe kindly rumble of His voice like distant thunder and the little tonesof the Man as he asked his questions At six oclock regularly God hadshaken hands with the Man and climbed leisurely back up the skybluestairs that led to Heaven Because of this the Man had gained areputation among the animals for being wise They had thought of him asGods friend He had given orders to everybodyeven to the Woman andeveryone had been proud to obey himIt had been in April the great change had occurred There had been allkinds of rumours The first that had been suspected had been when Godhad failed to come for His customary walk the next had been when He hadarrived with His face hidden in anger The trees of Eden had bent andclashed as if a strong wind were blowing Everything living that was notrooted had run away to hide Nevertheless when God had called to theMan they had tiptoed nearer to listen The trouble had seemed to beabout some fruit God had told the Man that he,49
+Produced by Michael MaddenREASON AND FAITH THEIR CLAIMS AND CONFLICTSby Henry RogersTHE EDINBURGH REVIEWOCTOBER 1849Volume 90 No CLXXXII Pages 293356ArtI1 Historic Doubts relative to Napoleon Buonaparte Eighthedition pp 60 8vo London 2 The Nemesis of Faith By J A FroudeM A Fellow of Exeter College Oxford 12mo London pp 227 3Popular Christianity its Transition State and Probable Development ByF J Foxton B A formerly of Pembroke College Oxford and PerpetualCurate of Stoke Prior and Docklow Herefordshire 12mo London pp 226Reason and Faith says one of our old divines with the quaintnesscharacteristic of his day resemble the two sons of the patriarchReason is the firstborn but Faith inherits the blessing The image isingenious and the antithesis striking but nevertheless the sentimentis far from just It is hardly right to represent Faith as youngerthan reason the fact undoubtedly being that human creatures trust andbelieve long before they reason or know But the truth is that bothreason and Faith are coeval with the nature of man and were designed todwell in his heart together In truth they are and were and in suchcreatures as ourselves must be reciprocally complementaryneithercan exclude the other It is as impossible to exercise an acceptablefaith without reason for so exercising itthat is without exercisingreason while we exercise faithas it is to apprehend by our reasonexclusive of faith all the truths on which we are daily compelled toact whether in relation to this world or the next Neither is it rightto represent either of them as failing of the promised heritageexcept as both may fail alike by perversion from their true end anddepravation of their genuine nature for it to the faith of which theNew Testament speaks so much a peculiar blessing is promised it isevident from the same volume that it is not a faith without reason anymore than a faith without works which is approved by the Author ofChristianity And this is sufficiently proved by the injunction tobe ready to give a reason for the hopeand therefore for thefaithwhich is in us____ Let it be said that we are here playing upon an ambiguity in theword Reasonconsidered in the first clause as an argument and in thesecond as the characteristic endowment of our species The distinctionbetween Reason and Reasoning though most important does not affect ourstatement for though Reason may be exercised where there is no givingof reasons there can be no giving of reasons without the exercise ofReason____If therefore we were to imitate the quaintness of the old divine onwhose dictum we have been commenting we should rather compare Reasonand Faith to the two trusty spies faithful amongst the faithlesswho confirmed each others report of that good land which flowed withmilk and honey and to both of whom the promise of a rich inheritancethere was givenand in due time amply redeemed Or rather if wemight be permitted to pursue the same vein a little further and throwover our shoulders for a moment that mantle of allegory which none butBunyan could wear long and successfully we should represent Reason andFaith as twinborn beingsthe one in form and features the image ofmanly beautythe other of feminine grace and gentleness but to eachof whom alas was allotted a sad privation While the bright eyes ofReason are full of piercing and restless intelligence his ear is closedto sound and while Faith has an ear of exquisite delicacy on hersightless orbs as she lifts them towards heaven the sunbeam plays invain Hand in hand the brother and sister in all mutual love pursuetheir way through a world on which like ours day breaks and nightfalls alternate by day the eyes of Reason are the guide of Faith andby night the ear of Faith is the guide of Reason As is wont with thosewho labour under these privations respectively Reason is apt to beeager impetuous impatient of that instruction which his infirmity willnot permit him readily to apprehend while Faith gentle and docile isever willing to listen to the voice by which alone truth and wisdom caneffectually reach herIt has been shown by Butler in the fourth and fifth chapters Part Iof his great work that the entire constitution and condition of manviewed in relation to the present world alone and consequently all theanalogies derived from that fact in relation to a future world suggestthe conclusion that we are here the subjects of a probation disciplineor in a course of education for another state of existence But ithas not perhaps been sufficiently insisted on that if in the actualcourse of that education of which enlightened obedience to the lawof virtue as Butler expresses it or which is the same thing to thedictates of supreme wisdom and goodness is the great end we give anunchecked ascendency to either Reason or Faith we vitiate the wholeprocess The chief instrument by which that process is carried on isnot Reason alone or Faith alone but their wellbalanced and reciprocalinteraction It is a system of alternate checks and limitations inwhich Reason does not supersede Faith nor Faith encroach on Reason Butour meaning will be more evident when we have made one or two remarkson what are conceived to be their respective provinces In the domainof Reason men generally include 1st what are called intuitions2d necessary deductions from them and 3d deductions from their owndirect experience while in the domain of Faith are ranked all truthsand propositions which are received not without reasons indeed butfor reasons underived from the intrinsic evidence whether intuitive ordeductive or from our own experience of propositions themselvesforreasons such as credible testimony for example extrinsic to theproper meaning and significance of such propositions although suchreasons by accumulation and convergency may be capable of subduingthe force of any difficulties or improbabilities which cannot bedemonstrated to involve absolute contradictions____ Of the first kind of truths or those received by intuition we haveexamples in what are called selfevident axioms and fundamentallaws or conditions of thought which no wise man has ever attemptedto prove Of the second we have examples in the whole fabric ofmathematical science reared from,50
+Produced by Ted Garvin and the Online Distributed Proofreading Team  First Love  And Other Fascinating Stories  of Spanish Life  Emilia PardoBazan  and Others  LITTLE BLUE BOOK NO 1195  Edited by E HaldemanJulius  HALDEMANJULIUS COMPANY  GIRARD KANSASCONTENTS  First Love    _Emilia PardoBazan_  An Andalusian Duel    _Serafin Estebanez Calderon_  Mariquita the Bald    _Juan Eugenio Hartzenbusch_  The Love of Clotilde    _Armando Palacio Valdés_  Captain Venenos Proposal of Marriage    _Pedro Antonio de Alarcón_FIRST LOVEEmilia PardoBazanHow old was I then Eleven or twelve years More probably thirteenfor before then is too early to be seriously in love but I wontventure to be certain considering that in Southern countries theheart matures early if that organ is to blame for such perturbationsIf I do not remember well _when_ I can at least say exactly _how_ myfirst love revealed itself I was very fondas soon as my aunt hadgone to church to perform her evening devotionsof slipping into herbedroom and rummaging her chest of drawers which she kept inadmirable order Those drawers were to me a museum in them I alwayscame across something rare or antique which exhaled an archaic andmysterious scent the aroma of the sandalwood fans which perfumed herwhite linen Pincushions of satin now faded knitted mittenscarefully wrapped in tissue paper prints of saints sewing materialsa reticule of blue velvet embroidered with bugles an amber and silverrosary would appear from the corners I used to ponder over them andreturn them to their place But one dayI remember as well as if itwere todayin the corner of the top drawer and lying on some collarsof old lace I saw something gold glitteringI put in my handunwittingly crumpled the lace and drew out a portrait an ivoryminiature about three inches long in a frame of goldI was struck at first sight A sunbeam streamed through the window andfell upon the alluring form which seemed to wish to step out of itsdark background and come towards me It was the most lovely creaturesuch as I had never seen except in the dreams of my adolescence Thelady of the portrait must have been some twenty odd years she was nosimple maiden no halfopened rosebud but a woman in the fullresplendency of her beauty Her face was oval but not too long herlips full halfopen and smiling her eyes cast a languishingsideglance and she had a dimple on her chin as if formed by the tipof Cupids playful finger Her headdress was strange but elegant acompact group of curls plastered conewise one over the other coveredher temples and a basket of braided hair rose on the top of her headThis oldfashioned headdress which was trussed up from the nape ofher neck disclosed all the softness of her fresh young throat onwhich the dimple of her chin was reduplicated more vaguely anddelicatelyAs for the dressI do not venture to consider whether ourgrandmothers were less modest than our wives are or if the confessorsof past times were more indulgent than those of the present I aminclined to think the latter for seventy years ago women pridedthemselves upon being Christianlike and devout and would not havedisobeyed the director of their conscience in so grave and important amatter What is undeniable is that if in the present day any ladywere to present herself in the garb of the lady of the portrait therewould be a scandal for from her waist which began at her armpitsupwards she was only veiled by light folds of diaphanous gauze whichmarked out rather than covered two mountains of snow between whichmeandered a thread of pearls With further lack of modesty shestretched out two rounded arms worthy of Juno ending in finely moldedhandswhen I say _hands_ I am not exact for strictly speaking onlyone hand could be seen and that held a richly embroideredhandkerchiefEven today I am astonished at the startling effect which thecontemplation of that miniature produced upon me and how I remainedin ecstasy scarcely breathing devouring the portrait with my eyes Ihad already seen here and there prints representing beautiful womenIt often happened that in the illustrated papers in the mythologicalengravings of our diningroom or in a shopwindow that a beautifulface or a harmonious and graceful figure attracted my precociouslyartistic gaze But the miniature encountered in my aunts drawerapart from its great beauty appeared to me as if animated by a subtleand vital breath you could see it was not the caprice of a painterbut the image of a real and actual person of flesh and blood The warmand rich tone of the tints made you surmise that the blood was tepidbeneath that motherofpearl skin The lips were slightly parted todisclose the enameled teeth and to complete the illusion there ranround the frame a border of natural hair chestnut in color wavy andsilky which had grown on the temples of the originalAs I have said it was more than a copy it was the reflection of aliving person from whom I was only separated by a wall of glassIseized it breathed upon it and it seemed to me that the warmth ofthe mysterious deity communicated itself to my lips and circulatedthrough my veins At this moment I heard footsteps in the corridor Itwas my aunt returning from her prayers I heard her asthmatic coughand the dragging of her gouty feet I had only just time to put theminiature into the drawer shut it and approach the window adoptingan innocent and indifferent attitudeMy aunt entered noisily for the cold of the church had exasperatedher catarrh now chronic Upon seeing me her wrinkled eyesbrightened and giving me a friendly tap with her withered hand sheasked me if I had been turning over her drawers as usualThen with a chuckleWait a bit wait a bit she added I have something for yousomething you will likeAnd she pulled out of her vast pocket a paper bag and out of the bagthree or four gum lozenges,26
+Produced by Janet Kegg and the Project Gutenberg Online DistributedProofreading Team httpwwwpgdpnet     Frontispiece illustration COUNCIL OF WAR BEFORE     THE BATTLE OF PITTSBURG LANDING Page 145  THIRTEEN MONTHS IN THE REBEL ARMY  By William G Stevenson                   Being     A NARRATIVE OF PERSONAL ADVENTURES                    in  THE INFANTRY ORDNANCE CAVALRY COURIER                   and            HOSPITAL SERVICES                  with    AN EXHIBITION OF THE POWER PURPOSES    EARNESTNESS MILITARY DESPOTISM AND    DEMORALIZATION OF THE SOUTH        BY AN IMPRESSED NEW YORKER   NEW YORK   A S BARNES  BURR   51  53 JOHNSTREET   1862 Entered according to Act of Congress in the year 1862 BY A S BARNES  BURR In the Clerks Office of the District Court of the United States for the Southern District of New York RENNIE SHEA  LINDSAY STEREOTYPERS AND ELECTROTYPER 81 83  85 CENTRESTREET New York GEORGE W WOOD PRINTER No 2 Dutchst NY                                     Transcribers note The following appeared before   the frontispiece and title page in the original book     A VIEW OF THIS BOOK     IN PROOFSHEETS       As our last form was going to press we received the       following note from a Minister of the Gospel of this       city whose name is widely known and as widely       respected both in Europe and America                             AS BARNES  BURR Publishers       NEW YORK Oct 1 1862     Inscrutable Dixie your adversary has written a book as     damaging to Rebeldom as the Monitor to the Merrimac The     secrets of Rebel counsels and resources have been well     concealed while National plans have been penetrated by     traitorous eyes and revealed by treasonable tongues At last     the vail has been uplifted and we have more of valuable     reliable information as to the internal condition of     Jeffdom and its armies than has leaked out since the fall     of Sumter     Thirteen Months in the Rebel Army gave An Impressed New     Yorker rare opportunities of knowing what is to be known     outside of the Richmond Cabinet Let a sharpwitted young     man make his way from Memphis to Columbus and Bowling Green     and thence to Nashville Selma Richmond and Chattanooga     put him into the battles of Belmont and Shiloh bring him in     contact with Morgan Polk Breckenridge and a bevy of     Confederate generals employ him consecutively in the     infantry ordnance cavalry courier and hospital services     then put a pen in his hand and if his sketches of men and     things in the land of darkness have not interest and value     pray what would you read in wartime     The writer has been favored with the perusal of the     proofsheets of this remarkable book Many of its incidents     had had the charm of personal narration from the lips of the     author but it is only just to say that the lucid graphic     style of the author gives all the vividness of personal     description to the scenes and incidents of which he was an     eyewitness That so many and such varied adventures should     have fallen to the lot of a single person is passing     strange and that he should have survived and escaped to     relate them is perhaps yet stranger That they were all     experienced substantially as related none will doubt when     the minute details of name date place and surroundings     are found to be sketched with palpable truthfulness     The temper of the book is scarcely less noteworthy than its     fund of incident and anecdote Parson Brownlows book and     speeches are brimful of invective Hes a good hater     indeed He claimed in his Academy of Music speech that If     there was any thing on Gods earth that he was made for it     was to pile up epithets against this infernal rebellion     _Chacun à son gout_ Our young author has struck a harder     blow at the Confederacy by,4
+Produced by Juliet Sutherland Taavi Kalju and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at wwwpgdpnetIllustration She faced him white as death looking at himblindly                         THE                     FIRING LINE                          BY                  ROBERT W CHAMBERSAUTHOR OF THE FIGHTING CHANCE THE YOUNGER SET ETC         D APPLETON AND COMPANY NEW YORK 1908                         TO                  MARGERY CHAMBERSCONTENTS     CHAPTER IA SKIRMISH     CHAPTER IIA LANDING     CHAPTER IIIAN ADVANCE     CHAPTER IVRECONNAISSANCE     CHAPTER VA FLANK MOVEMENT     CHAPTER VIARMISTICE     CHAPTER VIIA CHANGE OF BASE     CHAPTER VIIIMANOEUVERING     CHAPTER IXTHE INVASION     CHAPTER XTERRA INCOGNITA     CHAPTER XIPATHFINDERS     CHAPTER XIITHE ALLIED FORCES     CHAPTER XIIITHE SILENT PARTNERS     CHAPTER XIVSTRATEGY     CHAPTER XVUNDER FIRE     CHAPTER XVIAN ULTIMATUM     CHAPTER XVIIECHOES     CHAPTER XVIIIPERIL     CHAPTER XIXTHE LINE OF BATTLE     CHAPTER XXA NEW ENEMY     CHAPTER XXIREINFORCEMENTS     CHAPTER XXIITHE ROLL CALL     CHAPTER XXIIIA CAPITULATION     CHAPTER XXIVTHE SCHOOL OF THE RECRUIT     CHAPTER XXVA CONFERENCE     CHAPTER XXVISEALED INSTRUCTIONS     CHAPTER XXVIIMALCOURT LISTENS     CHAPTER XXVIIIHAMIL IS SILENT     CHAPTER XXIXCALYPSOS GIFTLIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS     She faced him white as death looking at him blindly     So he sat there and told her all about his commission     Never had he tasted such a heavenly banquet     Examining the pile of plans reports and blueprints     She walked a few paces toward the house halted and looked     back audaciously     Then fell prone head buried in her tumbled hair     You cant go he said     And locked in his embrace she lifted her lips to hisCHAPTER IA SKIRMISHAs the wind veered and grew cooler a ribbon of haze appeared above theGulfstreamYoung Hamil resting on his oars gazed absently into the creeping mistUnder it the ocean sparkled with subdued brilliancy through itshoreward green palms and palmettos turned silvery and as the fogspread the seapier the vast white hotel bathinghouse cottagepavilion faded to phantoms tinted with rose and pearlLeaning there on his oars he could still make out the distant sandsflecked with the colours of sunshades and bathingskirts the breezedried his hair and limbs but his swimmingshirt and trunks stilldripped salt waterInshore a dory of the beach guard drifted along the outer line ofbreakers beyond which the more adventurous bathers were diving from ananchored raft Still farther out moving dots indicated the progress ofhardier swimmers one in particular a girl capped with a brilliant redkerchief seemed to be already nearer to Hamil than to the shoreIt was all very new and interesting to himthe shore with its spectralpalms and giant caravansary the misty opalescent sea where a whitesteamyacht lay anchored north of himthe _Ariani_from which he hadcome and on board of which the others were still doubtlessasleepPortlaw Malcourt and Wayward And at thought of the others heyawned and moistened his lips still feverish from last nightsunwisdom and leaning forward on his oars sat brooding cradled by theflowing motion of the seaThe wind was still drawing into the north he felt it never strong butalways a little cooler in his hair and on his wet swimmingshirt Theflat cloud along the Gulfstream spread thickly coastward and after alittle while the ghosts of things terrestrial disappearedAll around him now blanknesssave for the gray silhouette of the_Ariani_ A colourless canopy surrounded him centred by a tiny pool ofocean Overhead through the vanishing blue hundreds of wild duck werestringing out to sea under his tent of fog the tarnished silver of thewater formed a floor smoothly unquietSounds from the land hitherto unheard now came strangely distinct thecries of bathers laughter the muffled shock of the surf doubled andredoubled along the sands the barking of a dog at the waters edgeClear and near sounded the ships bell on the _Ariani_ a momentsrattle of block and tackle a dull call answered and silence Throughwhich without a sound swept a great bird with scarce a beat of itsspread wings and behind it another and at exact intervals anotherand another in impressive processional sailing majestically through thefog white pelicans winging inland to the lagoonsA few minutes later the wind which had become fitful suddenly grewwarm All around him now the mist was dissolving into a thin goldenrain the landbreeze freshened blowing through distant jasminethickets and orange groves and a soft fragrance stole out over the seaAs the sun broke through in misty splendour the young man brooding onhis oars closed his eyes and at the same instant his boat careenedviolently almost capsizing as a slender wet shape clambered aboard anddropped into the bows As the boat heeled under the shock Hamil hadinstinctively flung his,13
+Produced by Al HainesFOUR LITTLE BLOSSOMS AND THEIR WINTER FUNBYMABEL C HAWLEYAUTHOR OF FOUR LITTLE BLOSSOMS AT BROOKSIDE FARM FOUR LITTLEBLOSSOMS AT OAK HILL SCHOOL ETCTHE SAALFIELD PUBLISHING COMPANYAkron Ohio           New YorkCopyright MCMXXTHE SAALFIELD PUBLISHING COMPANYFour Little Blossoms and Their Winter FunMade in the United States of AmericaCONTENTSCHAPTER     I  THE FIRST SNOWSTORM    II  BOBBY IS RESCUED   III  AUNT DOROTHYS LOCKET    IV  WHEN THE BOBSLED UPSET     V  MEG IN TROUBLE    VI  THE ORANGE AND THE BLACK   VII  A BIRTHDAY PARTY  VIII  DOWN ON THE POND    IX  A NEW KIND OF JAM     X  WORKING FOR THE FAIR    XI  BOBBYS MEANEST DAY   XII  BUILDING A SNOW MAN  XIII  THE TWINS HAVE A SECRET   XIV  LOST IN THE STORM    XV  GREAT PREPARATIONS   XVI  OVER THE CROSS ROAD  XVII  MR MENDAM XVIII  AT LAST THE FAIRFOUR LITTLE BLOSSOMS AND THEIR WINTER FUNCHAPTER ITHE FIRST SNOWSTORMWheres Mother Meg and Bobby Blossom demanded the moment they openedthe front doorIt was the first question they always asked when they came home fromschoolTwaddles their little brother looked up at them serenely from thesofa cushion on which he sat crosslegged on the floor at the foot ofthe hall stairsMother and Aunt Polly went uptown he informed his brother andsister  Theyre going to bring us something nice  They promisedMeg pulled off her hat and unbuttoned her coatIm starving she announced  Its awfully cold out  What are youdoing anyway TwaddlesSliding down the banisters answered Twaddles calmly  See wespread down sofa cushions so s we wouldnt hurt ourselves  Its Dotsturn now  Hi Dot he ended in a shoutHere I comelook out  With a swish of pink gingham skirt a smallplump little girl came flying down the banister to land luckily on ared satin sofa cushion ready to receive herWell I must say announced Meg with dignity thats a fine way todousing Mothers best sofa cushions  Wheres NorahGone to the movies replied Dot pushing the hair out of her eyes andsmiling sunnily  She waited till she saw you turn the corner causeshe said she wouldnt leave us aloneTwaddles who had been pressing his short nose against the glass in thedoor panel hoping to see his mother coming with the promised giftsuddenly wheeled and tried to stand on his head  That was Twaddlesway of expressing delight  Its snowing he cried  Little finesnowflakes the kind that Daddy says always last  Oh I hope we havecoasting  Ill bet it snows all nightYou said that Thanksgiving retorted Bobby gloomily and it justsnowed enough to cover the ground one night and melted fore we were upthe next morning  And here it is January and it hasnt snowed sinceSides the sled is busted agreed Twaddles mournfully quite willingto be melancholy if some one would show him the way  Even if it didsnow we couldnt have any fun without a sledI guess we can mend it maybe interposed Meg cheerfully  Im goingout and get some bread and peanut butter  Who wants someThey all did it seemed even Dot and Twaddles who were too young togo to school but who managed to have famous appetites as regularly asthe older children  Mother Blossom allowed them to have what Norahcalled a snack every afternoon after school and Meg was alwayscareful to see that they ate only the things permitted and that no onedipped into the cake boxLook how white cried Dot finishing her bread and butter first andkneeling on a kitchen chair to see out of the window  The ground isall covered already and you can see feetstepsFootsteps corrected Bobby taking a last large bite of his lunchShoesteps insisted Meg closing the pantry door and putting away thebreadThat isnt a shoestep argued Bobby pointing to a particularly clearand distinct print in the snow just outside the windowTis too scolded Meg  Thats where Sam went out to the garageTisnt a shoestep tisnt a shoestep chanted Bobby bent onteasingMegs fair face flushed  She was exasperatedWhat is it then she snappedBobby measured the distance to the hall doorA rubberstep he shouted triumphantly  Sam wore his rubbers  YahYou think youre smart said Meg half laughing and half frowningJust you wait Bobby BlossomShe darted for him but Bobby was too quick  He dashed out into thehall Meg following and Dot and Twaddles trailing after themShrieking and shouting the four raced into the diningroom tore twicearound the table then into the long livingroom where Meg managed tocorner Bobby under the oldfashioned square pianoThey had forgotten to be angry by this time and after she had tickledhim till he begged for mercyBobby was extremely ticklishtheycrawled out again disheveled and panting and were ready for somethingnewIm going to get some snow declared Dot beginning to raise one ofthe windowsDont  Youll freeze Mothers plants warned Meg  Dot Blossomdont you dare open that windowFor answer Dot gave a final push and the sash shot up and locked halfwayOh its lovely cried Dot leaning out and scooping up a handful ofthe beautiful soft white stuff  Just like feathers MegYoull be a feather if you dont come in growled Bobby sternlyLook outDot leaning out further to sweep the sill clean had slipped and wasgoing headlong when Bobby grasped her skirts  He pulled her backunhurt except for a scratch on her nose from a bit of the vineclinging to the house wall and a ruffled dispositionYou leave me alone she blazed  Youve hurt my kneeWant to fall on your head demanded Bobby justly indignant  Allright if thats the way you feel about it Ill,15
+Produced by David Starner Richard Cohen and the Online DistributedProofreading TeamTranscribers Note Hyphens splitting words across lines have been removed Original spellings have generally been retained but  obvious corrections have been made silently and the  original text can be found in the HTML or the XML versionSeries ThreeEssays on the StageNo 2Anon Representation of the Impiety and Immorality of the English Stage1704andAnon Some thoughts Concerning the Stage 1704With an Introduction byEmmett L Averyanda Bibliographical NoteAnnouncement of Publications for the Second YearThe Augustan Reprint SocietyMarch 1947Price 75cGeneral Editors Richard C Boys University of Michigan Ann ArborEdward N Hooker H T Swedenberg Jr University of California LosAngeles 24 CaliforniaMembership in the Augustan Reprint Society entitles the subscriber tosix publications issued each year The annual membership fee is 250Address subscriptions and communications to the Augustan ReprintSociety in care of one of the General EditorsEditorial Advisors Louis I Bredvold University of Michigan James LClifford Columbia University Benjamin Boyce University of NebraskaCleanth Brooks Louisiana State University Arthur Friedman Universityof Chicago James R Sutherland Queen Mary College University ofLondon Emmett L Avery State College of Washington Samuel MonkSouthwestern UniversityPhotoLithoprint ReproductionEDWARDS BROTHERS INCLithoprintersANN ARBOR MICHIGANINTRODUCTIONWithin two or three years after the appearance in 1698 of JeremyColliers A Short View of the Immorality and Profaneness of the EnglishStage the bitter exchanges of reply and counterreply to the chargesof gross licentiousness in the London theaters had subsided Thecontroversy however was by no means ended and around 1704 it flaredagain in a resurgence of attacks upon the stage Among the tractsopposing the theaters was an anonymous pamphlet entitled ARepresentation of the Impiety and Immorality of the English Stage apiece which was published early in 1704 and which appeared in threeeditions before the end of that yearThe author reveals within his tract some of the reasons for itsappearance at that time He remarks upon the obvious failure of theopponents of the theater to end the outragious and insufferableDisorders of the STAGE He stresses the brazenness of the players inpresenting soon after the devastating storm of the night of November2627 1703 two plays Macbeth and The Tempest as if theydesignd to Mock the Almighty Power of God _who alone commands theWinds and the Seas_ Macbeth was acted at Drury Lane on SaturdayNovember 27 as the storm was subsiding but because it was advertisedin the Daily Courant on Friday November 26 for the followingevening it would appear that unless the players possessed the evenmore formidable power of foreseeing the storm their presentation ofMacbeth at that time was pure coincidence No performance of TheTempest in late November appears in the extant records but there wasprobably one at Lincolns Inn Fields which was not regularlyadvertising its offerings The author also emphasizes the proprietybefore the approaching Fast Day of January 19 1704 of noting once morethe Impiety of the stage and the desirability of either suppressing itwholly or suspending its operations for a considerable periodApparently the author hoped to arouse in religious persons a renewedzeal for closing the theaters for the tract was distributed at thechurches as a means of giving it wider circulation among the populaceThe Critical Works of John Dennis Baltimore 1939 I 501 refersto a copy listed in Magga catalogue No 563 Item 102 with a note19th Janry Fast Day This Book was given me at ye Church dore and wasdistributed at most ChurchesExcept for the authors ingenuity in seizing upon the fortuitouscircumstances of the storm the acting of Macbeth and The Tempestand the proclamation of the Fast Day which was ordered partly becauseof the ravages of the storm there is nothing greatly original in thework The author was engaged in fact in bringing up to date some ofthe accusations which earlier controversialists had made For examplehe reviews the indictments of the players in 1699 and 1701 for utteringprofane remarks upon the stage and he culls from several plays andprints the licentious expressions which had resulted in the indictmentsLike Jeremy Collier before him and Arthur Bedford in The Evil andDanger of StagePlays later 1706 he adds similar expressions fromplays recently acted as proof presumably of the failure of thetheaters to reform themselves in spite of the publicity previously givento their shortcomings In so doing he damns the stage and plays byexcerpts usually brief ones containing objectionable phrases To thismaterial he adds a section consisting of seventeen questions a notuncommon device addressed to those who might frequent the playhousesThe questions again stress the great difficulty involved in attendingplays and remaining truly good ChristiansThe pamphlet must have been completed late in 1703 or very early in1704 The references to the storm and the performances of Macbeth andThe Tempest would place its final composition after late November1703 and it was in print in time to be distributed at the churches onJanuary 19 and also to be advertised in the Daily Courant for January20 under the heading This present day is publishd The fact that itquickly attained three editions during 1704 may be partially accountedfor by its being given to churchgoers for it seems unlikely that thepamphlet would have a tremendous sale even if one allows for the strongopposition to the stage which persisted in the minds of many people atthe turn of the century The author of the tract is unknown althoughSister Rose Anthony in The Jeremy Collier Stage Controversy 16981726Milwaukee 1937 pages 194209 ascribed it to Jeremy Collier anattribution which E N Hooker in a review of the book in ModernLanguage Notes LIV 1939 388 and also in The Critical Works ofJohn Dennis I 501 has deemed unlikelyAdvertised also in the Daily Courant for January 20 1704 under theheading This present day is publishd and in the same paragraph withthe advertisement of A Representation was another short pamphletSome Thoughts Concerning the Stage in a Letter to a Lady Immediatelybelow this notice of publication was a readvertisement of JeremyColliers Dissuasive from the PlayHouse with the result that on theday following the Fast Day three of the pamphlets attacking the stageand referring to the performances of plays representing tempests soonafter the destructive storm of November,51
+Produced by Sue Asscher HTML by Col Choat Produced from page imagesprovided by canadianaorg httpwwwcanadianaorgECOmtqdoc34674A CONTINUATION OF A VOYAGE TO NEW HOLLAND ETC IN THE YEAR 1699Wherein are describedThe Islands Timor Roti and Anabao A passage between the islands Timorand Anabao Kupang and Laphao Bays The islands Omba Fetter Banda andBird A description of the coast of New Guinea The islands Pulo SabudaCockle King Williams Providence Gerrit Denis Anthony Caves and StJohns Also a new passage between New Guinea and New Britain Theislands Ceram Bonao Bouro and several islands before unknown Thecoast of Java and Straits of Sunda Authors arrival at Batavia Cape ofGood Hope St Helena island of Ascension etc Their inhabitantscustoms trade etc Harbours soil birds fish etc Trees plantsfruits etcIllustrated with maps and draughts also divers birds fishes etc notfound in this part of the world engraven on eighteen copper platesBY CAPTAIN WILLIAM DAMPIERLONDONPrinted for James and John Knapton at The Crown in St PaulsChurchyard1729CONTENTSCHAPTER 1The Authors departure from the coast of New Holland with the reasons of itWatersnakesThe Authors arrival at the island TimorSearch for fresh water on the south side of the island in vainFault of the chartsThe island RotiA passage between the islands Timor and AnabaoFault of the chartsA Dutch fort called ConcordiaTheir suspicion of the AuthorThe island Anabao describedThe Authors parley with the Governor of the Dutch fortThey with great difficulty obtain leave to waterKupang BayCoasting along the north side of TimorThey find water and an anchoringplaceA description of a small island seven leagues east from thewateringbayLaphao BayHow the Author was treated by the Portuguese thereDesigns of making further searches upon and about the islandPort SesialReturn to Babao in Kupang BayThe Authors entertainment at the fort of ConcordiaHis stay seven weeks at BabaoCHAPTER 2A particular description of the island TimorIts coastThe island AnabaoFault of the chartsThe channel between Timor and AnabaoKupang BayFort ConcordiaA particular description of the bayThe anchoringplace called BabaoThe Malayans here kill all the Europeans they canLaphao a Portuguese settlement describedPort CiccaleThe hills water lowlands soil woods metals in the island TimorIts treesCanafistulatree describedWild figtrees describedTwo new sorts of palmtrees describedThe fruits of the islandThe herbsIts land animalsFowlsThe ringingbirdIts fishCockle merchants and oystersCockles as big as a mans headIts original natives describedThe Portuguese and Dutch settlementsThe Malayan language generally spoken hereLOrantuca on the island EndeThe seasons winds and weather at TimorCHAPTER 3Departure from TimorThe islands Omba and FetterA burning islandTheir missing the Turtle IslesBanda IslesBird IslandThey descry the coast of New GuineaThey anchor on the coast of New GuineaA description of the place and of a strange fowl found thereGreat quantities of mackerelA white islandThey anchor at an island called by the inhabitants Pulo SabudaA description of it and its inhabitants and productThe Indians manner of fishing thereArrival at Mabo the northwest cape of New GuineaA description of itCockle IslandCockles of seventyeight pound weightPigeon IslandThe wind hereaboutsAn empty cockleshell weighing two hundred fiftyeight poundKing Williams IslandA description of itPlying on the coast of New GuineaFault of the chartsProvidence IslandThey cross the LineA snake pursued by fishSqually IslandThe main of New GuineaCHAPTER 4The mainland of New GuineaIts inhabitantsSlingers BaySmall islandsGerrit Dennis Isle describedIts inhabitantsTheir proasAnthony Caves IslandIts inhabitantsTrees full of worms found in the seaSt Johns IslandThe mainland of New GuineaIts inhabitantsThe coast describedCape and Bay St GeorgeCape OrfordAnother bayThe inhabitants thereA large account of the authors attempts to trade with themHe names the place Port MontagueThe country thereabouts described and its produceA burning island describedA new passage foundNew BritainSir George Rooks IslandLong Island and Crown Island discovered and describedSir R Richs IslandA burning islandA strange spoutA conjecture concerning a new passage southwardKing Williams IslandStrange whirlpoolsDistance between Cape Mabo and Cape St George computedCHAPTER 5The Authors return from the coast of New GuineaA deep channelStrange tidesThe island Ceram describedStrange fowlsThe islands Bonao Bouro Misacombi Pentare Laubana and PotoroThe passage between Pentare and LaubanaThe island TimorBabao BayThe island RotiMore islands than are commonly laid down in the chartsGreat currentsWhalesCoast of New HollandThe Trial RocksThe coast of JavaPrinces IsleStraits of SundaThwarttheway IslandIndian proas and their trafficPassage through the StraitArrival at BataviaCHAPTER 6The Author continues in Batavia Road to refit to get provisionsEnglish ships then in the roadDeparture from BataviaTouch at the Cape of Good HopeAnd at St HelenaArrival at the island of AscensionA leak sprungWhich being impossible to be stopped the ship is lost but the men savedThey find water upon the islandAnd are brought back to EnglandMAPS AND ILLUSTRATIONSMAP A VIEW OF THE COURSE OF CAPTAIN WILLIAM DAMPIERS VOYAGE FROM TIMORROUND NEW BRITAIN ETCTABLE 5 TIMORTABLE 6 TIMORTABLE 7 TIMOR AND OTHER ISLANDS BETWEEN IT AND NEW GUINEATABLE 8 NEW GUINEAFISH BAT AND BIRD OF NEW GUINEATHIS FISH IS OF A PALE RED ALL PARTS OF IT EXCEPT THE EYE TAKEN ON THECOAST OF NEW GUINEASTRANGE AND LARGE BATS ON THE ISLAND PULO SABUDA IN NEW GUINEATHIS BIRDS EYE IS OF A BRIGHT REDTABLE 9 NEW GUINEATABLE 10 NEW GUINEA ETCTABLE 11 SQUALLY AND OTHER ISLANDS ON THE COAST OF NEW BRITAINFISHES TAKEN ON THE COAST OF NEW GUINEATHIS FISH FINS AND TAIL ARE BLUE ON THE EDGES AND RED IN THE MIDDLE WITHBLUE SPOTS ALL OVER THE BODY BUT THE BELLY WHITEA PIKEFISH CONGER ON THE COAST OF NEW GUINEATHIS FISH IS A PALE RED WITH BLUE SPOTS ON THE BODY THE LONG TAIL BLUEIN THE MIDDLE AND WHITE ON THE SIDEA FISHTABLE 12 NEW BRITAINFISHES TAKEN ON THE COAST OF NEW GUINEATHIS FISH HIS FINS AND TAIL IS BLUE WITH BLUE SPOTS ALL OVER THE BODYFOUR FISH AND A CRUSTACEANTABLE 13 DAMPIERS PASSAGE AND ISLANDS ON THE COAST OF NEW GUINEATABLE 14 ISLANDS ON THE COAST OF NEW GUINEATABLE 15 GILOLO AND OTHER ISLANDS BETWEEN IT AND BOUROBIRDS OF NEW GUINEATHIS BIRD WAS TAKEN ON THE COAST OF NEW GUINEAA STATELY LANDFOWL ON THE COAST OF NEW GUINEA DESCRIBEDA STRANGE LANDFOWL ON THE ISLAND CERAMTABLE 16 BOURO AND OTHER ISLANDS BETWEEN IT AND AMBOCHAPTER 1NORTH FROM NEW HOLLAND FOR WATERTHE AUTHORS DEPARTURE FROM THE COAST OF NEW HOLLAND WITH THE REASONS,4
+Produced by Freethought Archives wwwfreethoughtvzecomSUPERSTITION UNVEILEDBYCHARLES SOUTHWELLAUTHOR OF SUPERNATURALISM EXPLODED IMPOSSIBILITY OF ATHEISMDEMONSTRATED ETCAbridged by the Author from hisAPOLOGY FOR ATHEISM     Not one of you reflects that you ought to     know your Gods before you worship themLONDONEDWARD TRUELOVE 240 STRANDTHREE DOORS FROM TEMPLE BARAND ALL BOOKSELLERS1854SUPERSTITION UNVEILEDReligion has an important bearing on all the relations and conditions oflife The connexion between religious faith and political practice isin truth far closer than is generally thought Public opinion has notyet ripened into a knowledge that religious error is the intangible butreal substratum of all political injustice Though the Schoolmasterhas done much there still remain among us many honest and energeticassertors of the rights of man who have to learn that a people in thefetters of superstition cannot secure political freedom Thesereformers admit the vast influence of Mohammedanism on the politics ofConstantinople and yet persist in acting as if Christianity had littleor nothing to do with the politics of EnglandAt a recent meeting of the AntiState Church Association it was remarkedthat _throw what we would into the political cauldron out it came in anecclesiastical shape_ If the newspaper report may be relied on therewas much laughing among the hearers of those words the deep meaning ofwhich it may safely be affirmed only a select few of them couldfathomHostility to state churches by no means implies a knowledge of the closeand important connection between ecclesiastical and political questionsMen may appreciate the justice of voluntaryism in religion and yet haverather cloudy conceptions with respect to the influence of opinions andthings ecclesiastical on the condition of nations They may clearly seethat he who needs the priest should disdain to saddle others with thecost of him while blind to the fact that no people having faith in thesupernatural ever failed to mix up such faith with political affairsEven leading members of the Fourth Estate are constantly declaringtheir disinclination for religious criticism and express particularanxiety to keep their journals free of everything strictlytheological Their notion is that newspaper writers should endeavourto keep clear of so awful a topic And yet seldom does a day pass inwhich this selfimposed editorial rule is not violateda factsignificant as any fact can be of _connection_ between religion andpoliticsIt is quite possible the editors of newspapers have weighty reasons fortheir repugnance to agitate the much vexed question of religion but itseems they cannot help doing so In a leading article of this days_Post_ Endnote 41 we are told_The stain and reproach of Romanismin Ireland is that it is a political system and a wicked politicalsystem for it regards only the exercise of power_ and neglects utterlythe duty of improvement In journals supported by Romanists and ofcourse devoted to the interests of their church the very same charge ismade against English Protestantism To denounce each others holyapostolic religion may be incompatible with the taste of gentlemen ofthe press but certainly they do it with a brisk and hearty vehemencethat inclines one to think it a labour of love What men do _conamore_ they usually do well and no one can deny the wonderful talentfor denunciation exhibited by journalists when writing down each otherstrue Christianity The unsparing invective quoted above from the_Post_ is a good specimen If just Irish Romanism _ought_ to bedestroyed and newspaper writers cannot be better employed than inhelping on the work of its destruction or the destruction of any otherreligion to which the same stain and reproach may be fairly attachedI have no spite or illwill towards Roman Catholics though opposed totheir religion and a willing subscriber to the opinion of Romanism inIreland expressed by the _Post_ The past and present condition of thatcountry is a deep disgrace to its priests the bulk of whom Protestantas well as Romanist can justly be charged with regarding only theexercise of power while neglecting utterly the duty of improvementThe intriguing and essentially political character of Romanism it wouldbe idle to deny No one at all acquainted with its cunningly contrivedsystem will hesitate to characterise it as wickedly politicalproductive of nothing but mischiefa system through whose accursedinstrumentality millions are cheated of their sanity as well assubstance and trained doglike to lick the hand that smites them Soperfect is their degradation that literally they take no thought fortomorrow it being their practice to wait till starvation stares themin the face 42 and _then_ make an effort against itThe _Globe_ of Thursday October 30th 1845 contains an article on thedamage sustained by the potatoe crop here and in Ireland full of mattercalculated to enlighten our firstrate reformers who seem profoundlyignorant that superstition is the bane of intellect and most formidableof all the obstacles which stand between the people and their rightsOne paragraph is so peculiarly significant of the miserable condition towhich Romanism _and_ Protestantism have reduced a peasantry said to bethe finest in the world that I here subjoin it_The best means to arrest the progress of the pestilence in the peoplesfood have occupied the attention of scientific men The commissionappointed by government consisting of three of the must celebratedpractical chemists has published a preliminary report in which severalsuggestions rather than ascertained results are communicated by whichthe sound portions of the root may it is hoped be preserved from theepidemic and possibly the tainted be rendered innoxious and evenpartially nutritious Followed implicitly their directions mightmitigate the calamity But the care the diligence the perseveringindustry which the various forms of process require in order toeffecting the purpose which might result if they were promptly adoptedand properly carried out are the very qualities in which the Irishpeasantry are most deficient In the present crisis the people are moredisposed to regard the extensive destruction of their crops in the lightof an extraordinary visitation of Heaven with which it is vain forhuman efforts to contend than to employ counteracting or remedialapplications Sure the Almighty sent the potatoeplague and we mustbear it as wall us we can is the remark of many while in otherplaces the copious sprinklings of holy water on the potatoe,13
+Produced by Michelle Croyle David Garcia and the Online DistributedProofreading TeamIllustration _DIGGING FOR DAFFYNISHUNS_THESILLY SYCLOPEDIA A Terrible Thing in the Form of a Literary Torpedo which is Launched for HILARIOUS PURPOSES ONLY Inaccurate in Every Particular Containing    Copious Etymological Derivations and Other Useless Things_By__NOAH LOTT_An Exrelative of Noah WebsterEmbellished withNumerous and DistractingCUTS and DIAGRAMS byLOUIS F GRANT  GW DILLINGHAM COMPANY  PUBLISHERS     NEW YORK                                     Copyright 1905 by  GW DILLINGHAM COMPANY_Entered at Stationers Hall_Issued July 1905_The Silly Syclopedia_                                     Lives of great men all remind us    Life is really not worth while  If we cannot leave behind us    Some excuses for a smile                                   _To_MY AUTOMOBILE  Which when I read it some    Of these Brainthrobs  Jumped over the fence climbed a  Telegraph pole burst its  Cylinder head exploded all its  Tires  And then turned around and    Barked at me                                   ABBREVIATIONS USED IN THIS WORK  Ab           At the bat  Bi           Butt in  Co           Catch on  Dtl         Down the line  Es           Easy street  Itn         In the neck  Iuty       Its up to you  IfM         Im from Missouri  Mmts       Make mine the same  Ng           Nice gentleman  Otl         On the level  Pdq         Pass the butter  Tl           The limit                                   PREFACESome eighteen months ago I took this brilliant bunch of brain burrs tomy esteemed Publisher and with much enthusiasm invited him to spend alot of money thereonThe Main Stem in the Works informed me that he had his fingers on thepublic pulse and just as soon as that pulse began to jump and yell forsomething from my fiery pen he would throw the _Silly Syclopedia_at itThen he placed my MS in the forward turret of his steelarmored safegave me a fairly good cigar and began to look hard in the direction ofthe elevatorLast week while searching for some missing government bonds myPublisher found my sadly neglected MS He at once reached over andgrabbed the public pulse To his astonishment it was jumping and makingsigns in my directionIn a frenzied effort to make up for lost time my publisher then yelledfeverishly for a printerEnclosed please find the resultIn the meantime however I figure that I have lost 4189403 inroyalties 74 worth of glory and about 14 cents worth of fametoughisnt itI think my Publisher should be censured for going out golfing and takinghis fingers off the public pulseDont youNOAH LOTT  Chestnut Hill  June 12th 1905                                   Illustration AA flush foolA man can drop a lot of dough trying to pick up moneyA fool and his money are soon spottedAn accommodation liar soon learns to run like an expressA guilty conscience needs no accuser if you catch him at it                                    A  An adjective commonly called the indefinite article because     the higher the fewer                                   A BAS A French word meaning ScatIllustrationA SHARP A musical term which cannot be explained here because theMusical Union might get soreA FLAT A people coop Seven rooms and a landlord with hot and cold gasand running servants A _flat_ is the poor relation of an apartmentABROAD A place where people go to be cured of visiting foreign landsABSCOND To duck with the dough From The Latin word _absconditto_meaning to grab the longgreen and hike for the Bad LandsABSINTHE The national headache of the French A jagbuilder which ismostly wormwood and bad dreams A liquid substance which when applied toa holdover revivifies it and enables its owner to sit up and noticethe bartenderABSTAIN The stepladder which leads up to the water wagonABSTEMIOUS Having,13
+Produced by Lionel SearNICKYNAN RESERVISTBy Arthur Thomas QuillerCouch   QContentsChapI       HOW THE CHILDREN PLAYEDII      CALL TO ARMSIII     HOW THE MEN WENTIV      THE FIRST SERMONV       THE ANONYMOUS LETTERVI      TREASURE TROVEVII     QUID NON MORTALIA PECTORIA   VIII    BUSINESS AS USUALIX      THE BROKEN PANEX       THE VICARS MISGIVINGSXI      THE THREE PILCHARDSXII     FIRST ATTEMPT AT HIDINGXIII    FIRST AIDXIV     POLSUE _V_ PENHALIGON NANJIVELL INTERVENINGXV      THE TATY PATCHXVI     CORPORAL SANDERCOCKXVII    THE SECOND SERMONXVIII   FEATHERSXIX     ISPYHIXX      MISS OLIVER PROFFERS ASSISTANCEXXI     FAIRY GOLDXXII    SALVAGEXXIII   ENLIGHTENMENT AND RECRUITINGXXIV    THE FIRST THREENICKYNAN RESERVISTCHAPTER IHOW THE CHILDREN PLAYEDWhen news of the War first came to Polpier Nicholas Nanjivellcommonly known as NickyNan paid small attention to it beingpreoccupied with his own affairsIndeed for some days the children knew more about it than he beingtragically concerned in itpoor mitesthough they took it gailyenough  For Polpier lives by the fishery and of the fishermen alarge numbersome scoreshad passed through the Navy and nowbelonged to the Reserve  These good fellows had the haziest notionof what newspapers meant by the Balance of Power in Europe norperhaps could any one of them have explained why when Austriadeclared war on Servia Germany should be taking a hand  But theyhad learnt enough on the lower deck to forebode that when Germanytook a hand the British Navy would pretty soon be clearing foraction  Consequently all through the last week of July when theword Germany began to be printed in large type in Press headlinesthe drifters putting out nightly on the watch for the pilchardharvest carried each a copy of _The Western Morning News_ or _TheWestern Daily Mercury_ to be read aloud discussed expounded underthe cuddy lamp in the long hours between shooting the nets andhauling them     When the corn is in the shock      Then the fish is on the rockA very little of the corn had been shocked as yet but the fieldsright down to the cliffs edge stood ripe for abundant harvestI doubt indeed if in our time they have ever smiled a fairerpromise or reward for husbandry than during this last fortnight ofJuly 1914 when the crews running back with the southerly breeze forPolpier  would note how the crop stood yellower in todays than inyesterdays sunrise and speculate when Farmer Best or farmer Batemeant to start reaping  As for the fish the boats had made smallcatchesdips among the straggling advanceguards of the great armiesof pilchards surely drawing in from the Atlantic  Tis early daysyet howsevertime enough my sonsplenty time promised UnBenny Rowett patriarch of the fishingfleet and local preacher onSundays  Some of the younger men grumbled that there was notellin the season had been tricky from the start  Thespidercrabsthat are the curse of inshore trammelshadlingered for a good three weeks past the date when by all rights theywere due to sheer off  Then a host of spurdogs had invaded thewhitinggrounds preying so gluttonously on the hooked fish thathaul in as you might three times out of four the line brought upnothing but a headall the rest bitten off and swallowedNo salmon moving over to Troy  The seanboats there hadnt eventroubled to take out a licence  As for lobsters they werebecomin a winter fish somehow and up the harbours you startedcatchin em at Christmas and lost em by Eastertide while theordinary crabbinggrounds appeared to be clean bewitchedOne theorist loudly called for a massacre of seabirds especiallyshags and gannets  Others and these were the majority demandedprotection from steam trawlers whom they accused of scraping theseabottom to the wholesale sacrifice of immature fishsole andplaice brill and turbotNow look ee here my sons said Un Benny Rowett  if I was youId cry to the Lord a little more an to County Council a littleless  Whats the full size ye reckon a school o pilchards nowoneo the big uns  Scores an scores o square miles all movin in amass an solid amost as sardines in a tin and as Ive heard thOld Doctor used to tell every female capable o spawnin up to twomillion    No your mind cant seize it  But ye might be fittedto grasp that if th Almighty hadn ordained other fish an birds aswell as us men to prey upon em in five years time no boatd beable to sail th Atlantic in ten years ye could walk over fromPolpier to Newfoundland stankin pon rotten pilchards all the wayDont reckon yourselves wiser than Natur my billies    As forsteam trawlin simmee I hant heard so much open grievin over itsince Government started loans for motors  Come to thinkheythere bent no such tearin difference between motors an steamnoton principle  And as for reggilations Ive a doo respect for CountyCouncil till it sets up to reggilate Providence when I falls back onth Lords text to Noey that  boy an man  Ive never known fail_While th earth remaineth seedtime and harvest shall not cease_And again continued Un Benny Rowett  Behold I say unto you_Lift up your eyes and look on the fields for they are white alreadyto harvest_If pressed in argument he would entrench himself behind the wonderfulplenty of johndoreys Which he would say is the mysteriousestfish in the sea and the holiest  Take a johndorey or two and thepilchards be never far behind  Tis well beknown as the fish StPeter took when Our,0
+Produced by Charles Keller and the Clift familyFRANKS CAMPAIGNOR THE FARM AND THE CAMPBy Horatio Alger JrFRANKS CAMPAIGNCHAPTER I THE WAR MEETINGThe Town Hall in Rossville stands on a moderate elevation overlookingthe principal street It is generally open only when a meeting has beencalled by the Selectmen to transact town business or occasionally inthe evening when a lecture on temperance or a political address is to bedelivered Rossville is not large enough to sustain a course of lyceumlectures and the townspeople are obliged to depend for intellectualnutriment upon such chance occasions as these The majority of theinhabitants being engaged in agricultural pursuits the population issomewhat scattered and the houses with the exception of a few groupedaround the stores stand at respectable distances each encamped on afarm of its ownOne Wednesday afternoon toward the close of September 1862 a group ofmen and boys might have been seen standing on the steps and in theentry of the Town House Why they had met will best appear from a largeplacard which had been posted up on barns and fences and inside thevillage store and postofficeIt ran as follows     WAR MEETINGThe citizens of Rossville are invited to meet at the Town Hall onWednesday September 24 at 3 P M to decide what measures shall betaken toward raising the towns quota of twentyfive men under therecent call of the President of the United States All patrioticcitizens who are in favor of sustaining the free institutionstransmitted to us by our fathers are urgently invited to be presentThe Hon Solomon Stoddard is expected to address the meetingCome one come allAt the appointed hour one hundred and fifty men had assembled in thehall They stood in groups discussing the recent call and the generalmanagement of the war with that spirit of independent criticism whichso eminently characterizes the little democracies which make up our NewEngland StatesThe whole thing has been mismanaged from the first remarked asapientlooking man with a gaunt cadaverous face addressing twolisteners The Administration is corrupt our generals are eitherincompetent or purposely inefficient We havent got an officer that canhold a candle to General Lee Abraham Lincoln has called for six hundredthousand men Whatll he do with em when he gets em Just nothing atall Theyll melt away like snow and then hell call for more menGive me a third of six hundred thousand and Ill walk into Richmond inlessn thirty daysA quiet smile played over the face of one of the listeners Witha slight shade of irony in his voice he said If such are yourconvictions Mr Holman I think it a great pity that you are not in theservice We need those who have clear views of what is required in thepresent emergency Dont you intend to volunteerI exclaimed the other with lofty scorn No sir I wash my hands ofthe whole matter I aint clear about the justice of warring upon ourerring brethren at all I have no doubt they would be inclined to acceptovertures of peace if accompanied with suitable concessions Still ifwar must be waged I believe I could manage matters infinitely betterthan Lincoln and his cabinet have doneWouldnt it be well to give them the benefit of your ideas on thesubject suggested the other quietlyAhem said Mr Holman a little suspiciouslyWhat do you mean Mr FrostOnly this that if like you I had a definite scheme which I thoughtlikely to terminate the war I should feel it my duty to communicate itto the proper authorities that they might take it into considerationIt wouldnt do any good returned Holman still a little suspiciousthat he was quietly laughed at Theyre too set in their own ways to bechangedAt this moment there was a sharp rap on the table and a voice washeard saying The meeting will please come to orderThe buzz of voices died away and all eyes were turned toward thespeakers standIt will be necessary to select a chairman to preside over yourdeliberations was next heard Will any one nominateI nominate Doctor Plunkett came from a man in the cornerThe motion was seconded and a show of hands resulted in favor of thenomineeA gentlemanlylooking man with a pleasant face advanced to the speakersstand and with a bow made a few remarks to this effectFellow citizens This is new business to me as you are doubtlessaware My professional engagements have not often allowed me to takepart in the meetings which from time to time you have held in this hallOn the present occasion however I felt it to be my duty and the dutyof every loyal citizen to show by his presence how heartily he approvesthe object which has called us together The same consideration willnot suffer me to decline the unexpected responsibility which you havedevolved upon me Before proceeding farther I would suggest that aclerk will be needed to complete the organizationA young man was nominated and elected without oppositionDoctor Plunkett again addressed the meeting It is hardly necessaryhe said to remind you of the object which has brought us together Ourforces in the field need replenishing The Rebellion has assumed moreformidable proportions than we anticipated It is quite clear that wecannot put it down with one hand We shall need both Impressed withthis conviction President Lincoln has made an extraordinary levy uponthe country He feels that it is desirable to put down the Rebellionas speedily as possible and not suffer it to drag through a seriesof years But he cannot work singlehanded The loyal States must givetheir hearty cooperation Our State though inferior in extent andpopulation to some others has not fallen behind in loyal devotionNor I believe will Rossville be found wanting in this emergencyTwentyfive men have been called for How shall we get them This is thequestion which we are called upon to consider I had hoped the HonorableSolomon Stoddard would be here to address you but I regret to learnthat a temporary illness will prevent his doing so I trust that thosepresent will not be backward in expressing their opinionsMr Holman was already on,13
+Produced by Michael Ciesielski Melissa ErRaqabi and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet_THE GAY LORD QUEX_Transcribers Notes The following changes were made to the ebook editionof this book potégée changed to protégée and punctuation normalized_All applications respecting amateur performances of this play must hemade to Mr Pineros agents Samuel French Limited 89 Strand LondonWC__THE GAY LORD QUEX__THE PLAYS OF ARTHUR W PINERO_Paper cover 1s 6d cloth 2s 6d each_THE TIMES__THE PROFLIGATE__THE CABINET MINISTER__THE HOBBYHORSE__LADY BOUNTIFUL__THE MAGISTRATE__DANDY DICK__SWEET LAVENDER__THE SCHOOLMISTRESS__THE WEAKER SEX__THE AMAZONS__THE SECOND MRS TANQUERAY__THE NOTORIOUS MRS EBBSMITH__THE BENEFIT OF THE DOUBT__THE PRINCESS AND THE BUTTERFLY__TRELAWNY OF THE WELLS_THE PINERO BIRTHDAY BOOKSELECTED AND ARRANGED BY MYRA HAMILTONWith a Portrait cloth extra price 2s 6d_LONDON WILLIAM HEINEMANN__THE GAY LORD QUEX__A COMEDY__In Four Acts__By ARTHUR W PINERO__LONDON WILLIAM HEINEMANN__MCM__Copyright 1900All rights reservedEntered at Stationers HallEntered at the Library of Congress Washington USA__THE PERSONS OF THE PLAY_THE MARQUESS OF QUEXSIR CHICHESTER FRAYNE Governor of Uumbos West Coast of AfricaCAPTAIN BASTLINGVALMA otherwise FRANK POLLITT a Professional PalmistTHE DUCHESS OF STROODJULIA COUNTESS OF OWBRIDGEMRS JACK EDENMURIEL EDEN her sisterinlawSOPHY FULLGARNEY a ManicuristMISS MOON        MISS HUDDLE       her AssistantsMISS CLARIDGE    MISS LIMBIRD     A YOUNG LADY AND OTHER PATRONS OF MISS FULLGARNEYSERVANTS AT FAUNCEY COURT_This Play was first acted at the Globe Theatre London on SaturdayApril 8 1899__THE FIRST ACT_ESTABLISHMENT OF SOPHY FULLGARNEY MANICURISTAND DISPENSER OF ARTICLES FOR THE TOILET185 NEW BOND STREETAFTERNOON_THE SECOND ACT__AT LADY OWBRIDGES THE ITALIAN GARDENFAUNCEY COURT RICHMONDEVENING_THE THIRD ACT_A BOUDOIR AND BEDROOM AT FAUNCEY COURTNIGHT_THE FOURTH ACT_IN BOND STREET AGAINTHE FOLLOWING DAY_The action of the Play is comprised within the space of twentyfourhours_THE GAY LORD QUEXTHE FIRST ACT_The scene represents a manicure establishment in New Bond Street It isa front room upon the first floor with three frenchwindows affording aview of certain buildings on the east side of the street On the leftfurthest from the spectator is a wide arched opening apparentlyleading to another apartment in which is the door giving entrance tothe rooms from the staircase Nearer there is another frenchwindowopening on to an expanse of leads and showing the exterior of the wallof the further room abovementioned From the right above the middlewindow runs an ornamental partition about nine feet in height withpanels of opaque glass This partition extends more than halfway acrossthe room then runs forward for some distance turns off at a sharpangle and terminates between the arched opening and the window on theleft That part of the partition running from right to left is closed onits left side and forms therefore a separate room or compartmentFacing the audience on the right is a door admitting to thiscompartment and on the left also in the partition opposite thewindows on the right is an opening with a loopedback portière Thespace between this opening and the further room forms a narrow anteroomcontaining articles of furniture visible through the opening Mirrorsare affixed to the right wall between the lower and the middle windowand between the middle window and the partition while on the leftbetween the window and the partition is another mirror A number ofbusiness cards are stuck in the frames of the mirrors On the rightbefore each of the two lower windows turned from the spectator is acapacious armchair made in cane openwork Attached to the arms ofthese chairs are little screensalso made of caneshielding in ameasure the occupants of the chairs from observation Upon both theright and left arms of these chairs are circular frames in cane shapedto receive bowls of water Above each of the screenchairs stands asmaller chair set to face the larger one and beside the small chairon its right hand is a low table upon which are arranged theinstruments and toilet necessaries employed in the process of manicureOn the right between the window and the partition is a threecorneredwhatnot on which are set out packets of soap and of powder and otherarticles of the toilet At the further end of the room in the centrestands a desk laden with accountbooks and above the desk its backagainst the partition is a chair On the right is a hatandumbrellastand Nearer in the centre is a large circular table on which aredisplayed bottles of scent and liquid soap cases of instruments formanicure and some wooden bowls of bathsoap with lather brushes On theright and left are ordinary chairs Placed against the partition on theleft and facing the audience is a cabinet making a display similar tothat upon the whatnot Nearer on the left there is anotherscreenchair set to face the audience below it is a smaller seat andby the side of the smaller seat another little table with manicuretools c Some framed photographs of ladies hang against the woodworkof the partition and in the wallspaces and in the lower and middlewindows on the right birdcages are suspended__The light is that of a bright day in June__On the right_ MISS CLARIDGE _and_ MISS HUDDLE _are in the final stagesof manicuring two smartlooking men The men occupy the screenchairsthe manicuristscomely girls in black frockssit facing the men uponthe smaller seats On the left_ MISS MOON _is rougeing and varnishingthe nails of a fashionablydressed young lady whose maid is seated atthe table in the centre_ MISS LIMBIRD _is at the desk deep inaccounts_MISS MOON_To the young lady_ You wont have them _too_ red will youYOUNG LADYNot too rednicely flushedFIRST GENTLEMAN_Examining his nails critically as he rises_ I say though thats avast improvementMISS CLARIDGEGetting more shapely arent theyFIRST GENTLEMANThanks awfully_He pays_ MISS LIMBIRD _stands talking to her for a while andultimately strolls away through the opening in the partition Afterputting her table in order_ MISS CLARIDGE _goes out the same waycarrying her bowl of water and towel_MISS MOON_To the young lady_ Have you had your hand read yet madam by any ofthese palmistsYOUNG LADYHeavens yes Ive been twice to that woman Bernstein and I dont knowhow often to ChironMISS MOONAh you ought to try ValmaYOUNG LADYValmaMISS MOONHes the latest Ladies are flocking to,14
+A VOYAGE TOWARDS THE SOUTH POLE AND ROUND THE WORLD PERFORMED INHIS MAJESTYS SHIPS THE RESOLUTION AND ADVENTURE IN THE YEARS1772 3 4 AND 5 WRITTEN BY JAMES COOK COMMANDER OF THE RESOLUTIONIN WHICH IS INCLUDED CAPTAIN FURNEAUXS NARRATIVE OF HIS PROCEEDINGSIN THE ADVENTURE DURING THE SEPARATION OF THE SHIPS IN TWO VOLUMESILLUSTRATED WITH MAPS AND CHARTS AND A VARIETY OF PORTRAITS OFPERSONS AND VIEWS AND PLACES DRAWN DURING THE VOYAGE BY MR HODGESAND ENGRAVED BY THE MOST EMINENT MASTERSVOLUME II  LONDONPRINTED FOR W STRAHAN AND T CADELL IN THE STRANDMDCCLXXVII1777  CONTENTS OF THE SECOND VOLUMEBOOK IIIFrom Ulietea to New ZealandCHAPTER I Passage from Ulietea to the Friendly Isles with a Descriptionof several Islands that were discovered and the Incidents which happenedin that TrackCHAPTER II Reception at Anamocka a Robbery and its Consequences with aVariety of other Incidents Departure from the Island A sailing Canoedescribed Some Observations on the Navigation of these Islanders ADescription of the Island and of those in the Neighbourhood withsome Account of the Inhabitants and nautical RemarksCHAPTER III The Passage from the Friendly Isles to the New Hebrides withan Account of the Discovery of Turtle Island and a Variety of Incidentswhich happened both before and after the Ship arrived in PortSandwich in the Island of Mallicollo A Description of the Port theadjacent Country its Inhabitants and many other ParticularsCHAPTER IV An Account of the Discovery of several Islands and anInterview and Skirmish with the Inhabitants upon one of them The Arrivalof the Ship at Tanna and the Reception we met with thereCHAPTER V An Intercourse established with the Natives some Account ofthe Island and a Variety of Incidents that happened during our Stay at itCHAPTER VI Departure from Tanna with some Account of its Inhabitantstheir Manners and ArtsCHAPTER VII The survey of the Islands continued and a more particularDescription of themCHAPTER VIII An Account of the Discovery of New Caledonia and theIncidents that happened while the Ship lay in BaladeCHAPTER IX A Description of the Country and its Inhabitants theirManners Customs and ArtsCHAPTER X Proceedings on the Coast of New Caledonia with Geographicaland Nautical ObservationsCHAPTER XI Sequel of the Passage from New Caledonia to New Zealandwith an Account of the Discovery of Norfolk Island and the Incidents thathappened while the Ship lay in Queen Charlottes SoundBOOK IVFrom leaving New Zealand to our Return to EnglandCHAPTER I The Run from New Zealand to Terra del Fuego with the Rangefrom Cape Deseada to Christmas Sound and Description of that Part of theCoastCHAPTER II Transactions in Christmas Sound with an Account of theCountry and its InhabitantsCHAPTER III Range from Christmas Sound round Cape Horn through StraitLe Maire and round Staten Land with an Account of the Discovery of aHarbour in that Island and a Description of the CoastsCHAPTER IV Observations geographical and nautical with an Account ofthe Islands near Staten Land and the Animals found in themCHAPTER V Proceedings after leaving Staten Island with an Account ofthe Discovery of the Isle of Georgia and a Description of itCHAPTER VI Proceedings after leaving the Isle of Georgia with an Accountof the Discovery of Sandwich Land with some Reasons for there being Landabout the South PoleCHAPTER VII Heads of what has been done in the Voyage with someConjectures concerning the Formation of IceIslands and an Account ofour Proceedings till our Arrival at the Cape of Good HopeCHAPTER VIII Captain Furneauxs Narrative of his Proceedings in theAdventure from the Time he was separated from the Resolution to hisArrival in England including Lieutenant Burneys Report concerning theBoats Crew who were murdered by the Inhabitants of Queen CharlottesSoundCHAPTER IX Transactions at the Cape of Good Hope with an Account ofsome Discoveries made by the French and the Arrival of the Ship at StHelenaCHAPTER X Passage from St Helena to the Western Islands with aDescription of the Island of Ascension and Fernando NoronhaCHAPTER XI Arrival of the Ship at the Island of Fayal a Descriptionof the Place and the Return of the Resolution to EnglandTables of the route of the Resolution and the Adventure the variationof the compass and meteorological observations during the voyageA Vocabulary of the Language of the Society IslesA table exhibiting at one view specimens of different languages spokenin the South Sea from Easter Island westward to New Caledonia asobserved in the voyageLetter from John Ibbetson Esq secretary to the Commissioners ofLongitude to Sir John Pringle Baronet PRSA discourse upon some late improvementsof the means for preservingthe health of mariners delivered at the anniversary meeting of theRoyal Society Nov 30 1776 By Sir John Pringle Bart President    A VOYAGE TOWARDS THE SOUTH POLE AND ROUND THE WORLDBOOK IIIFROM ULIETEA TO NEW ZEALANDCHAPTER I_Passage from Ulietea to the Friendly Isles with a Description ofseveral Islands that were discovered and the Incidents which happened inthat Track_1774 JuneOn the 6th being the day after leaving Ulietea at eleven oclock am wesaw land bearing NW which upon a nearer approach we found to be a lowreef island about four leagues in compass and of a circular form It iscomposed of several small patches connected together by breakers thelargest lying on the NE part This is Howe Island discovered by CaptainWallis who I think sent his boat to examine it and if I have not beenmisinformed found a channel through within the reef near the NW partThe inhabitants of Ulietea speak of an uninhabited island about thissituation called by them Mopeha to which they go at certain seasons forturtle Perhaps this may be the same as we saw no signs of inhabitantsupon it Its latitude is 16 46 S longitude 154 8 WFrom this day to the 16th we met nothing remarkable and our course waswest southerly the winds variable from north round by the east to SWattended with cloudy rainy unsettled weather and a southerly swell Wegenerally broughtto or stood upon a wind during night and in the daymade all the sail we could About half an hour after sunrise this morningland was seen from the topmast head bearing NNE We,5
+Produced by Ebooks libres et gratuits this text is also availableat httpwwwebooksgratuitscomPaul Féval pèreLA FABRIQUE DE CRIMES1866Table des matièresPRÉFACECHAPITRE PREMIER MESSA  SALI LINACHAPITRE II LA MACHINE INFERNALECHAPITRE III LES JARDINS DE BABYLONECHAPITRE IV LES PIQUEUSES DE BOTTINESRÉUNIESCHAPITRE V L D F E V  I A TV  D E J  TCHAPITRE VI LE PORTEUR DEAUCHAPITRE VII TRAHISONCHAPITRE VIII ADULTÈRE INCESTE ETBIGAMIECHAPITRE IX LE GRAND CHEF DES ANCASCHAPITRE X LEAU QUI CHANGE LESPHYSIONOMIESCHAPITRE XI LA CONDAMNÉECHAPITRE XII ATROCE BOUCHERIECHAPITRE XIII LA POUDRE À DÉVOILERLES TRUCSCHAPITRE XIV CATASTROPHE IMPRÉVUEÉPILOGUE LE SCARIFICATEURPRÉFACEVoici déjà plusieurs années que les fabricants de crimes nelivrent rien Depuis que lon a inventé le naturalisme et leréalisme le public honnête autant quintelligent crève de faimcar au dire des marchands la France compte un ou deux millionsde consommateurs qui ne veulent plus rien manger sinon du crimeOr le théâtre ne donne plus que la gaudriole et lopéretteabandonnant le mélodrameUne réaction était inévitable Le crime va reprendre la hausse etfaire prime Aussi vaton voir des plumes délicates et vraimentfrançaises fermer leur écritoire élégante pour simbiber un peu desang La jeune génération va voir refleurir sous dautres nomsdes usines dépouvantables forfaits Pour la conversion radicaledes charmants esprits dont nous parlions tout à lheure il fautun motif et ce motif cest la hausse du crime Hausse qui sestproduite si soudain et avec tant dintensité que lacadémiefrançaise a dû tout dernièrement repousser la bienveillanteinitiative dun amateur qui voulait fonder un prix Montyon pour lecrimeNous aurions pu imitant de très loin limmortel père de _donQuichotte_ railler les goûts de notre temps mais ayant beaucoupétudié cette intéressante déviation du caractère national nouspréférons les flatterCest pourquoi plein de confiance nous proclamons dès le débutde cette oeuvre extraordinaire quon nira pas plus loindésormais dans la voie du crime à bon marchéNous avons rigoureusement établi nos calculs la concurrence estimpossibleNous avons fait table rase de tout ce qui embarrasse un livrelesprit lobservation loriginalité lorthographe même et nevoilà que du crimeEn moyenne chaque chapitre contiendra soixantetreizeassassinats exécutés avec soin les uns frais les autres ayanteu le temps dacquérir par le séjour des victimes à la cave oudans la saumure un degré de montant plus propre encore àémoustiller la gaîté des famillesLes personnes studieuses qui cherchent des procédés peu connuspour détruire ou seulement estropier leurs semblables trouverontici cet article en abondance Sur un travail de centralisationbien entendu nous avons rassemblé les moyens les plus nouveauxSoit quil sagisse déventrer les petits enfants détouffer lesjeunes vierges sans défense dempailler les vieilles dames ou dedésosser MM les militaires nous opérons nousmêmesEn un mot doubler tripler centupler la consommationdassassinats si nécessaire à la santé de cette fin de siècledécadent tel est le but que nous nous proposons Nous eussionsbien voulu coller sur toutes les murailles de la capitale uneaffiche en rapport avec lestime que nous faisons de nous mêmemais notre peu daisance sy oppose et nous en sommes réduits àglisser ici le texte de cette affiche tel que nous lavonsmûrement rédigé_Succès inouï prodigieux stupide_LA FABRIQUE DE CRIMESAFFREUX ROMANPar un assassin_LEurope attend_ lapparition de cette oeuvre extravagante oùlintérêt concentré au delà des bornes de lépilepsie incommodeet atrophie le lecteur_Tropmann_ était un polisson auprès de lauteur qui exécute desprestiges supérieurs à ceux deLÉOTARD100feuilletons à soixantetreize assassinats donnent un totalsuperbe de7300 victimesqui appartiennent a la France comme cela se doit dans un _romannational_ Afin de ne pas tromper _les cinq parties du monde_ onreprendra avec une perte insignifiante les chapitres qui necontiendront pas la quantité voulue de _Monstruosités coupables_au nombre desquelles ne seront pas comptés les vols violssubstitutions denfants faux en écriture privée ou authentiquedétournements de mineures effractions escalades abus deconfiance bris de serrures fraudes escroqueries captationsvente à faux poids ni même lesATTENTATS À LA PUDEURces différents crimes et délits se trouvant semés à pleines mainsdans cette _oeuvre sans précédent_ saisissante repoussanterenversante étourdissante incisive convulsive véritableincroyable effroyable monumentale sépulcrale audacieusefurieuse et monstrueuseen un motCONTRE NATUREaprès laquelle rien nétant plus possible pas même laPutréfaction avancéeil faudraTirer léchelleCHAPITRE PREMIERMESSA  SALI  LINAIl était dix heures du soirPeutêtre dix heures un quart mais pas plusDu côté droit le ciel était sombre du côté gauche on voyait àlhorizon une lueur dont lorigine est un mystèreCe nétait pas la lune la lune est bien connue Les auroresboréales sont rares dans nos climats et le Vésuve est situé endautres contréesQuétaitceTrois hommes suivaient en silence le trottoir de la rue de Sévignéet marchaient un à un Cétait des inconnusOn le voyait à leurs chaussons de lisière et aussi à la précautionquils prenaient déviter les sergents de villeLa rue de Sévigné centre dun quartier populeux ne présentaitpas alors le caractère de propreté quelle affecte aujourdhuiles trottoirs étaient étroits le pavé inégal on lui reprochaitaussi dêtre mal éclairée et son ruisseau répandait des odeursparticulières où lon démêlait aisément le sang et les larmesUn fiacre passa Le _Rémouleur_ imita le sifflement des merles le_Joueur dorgue_ et le _Cocher_ échangèrent un signe rapideCétait MustaphaIl prononça quatre mots seulement Ce soir Silvio PellicoAu moment même où la onzième heure sonnait à lhorloge Carnavaletune femme jeune encore à la physionomie ravagée mais pleine defraîcheur entrouvrit sans bruit sa fenêtre située au troisièmeétage de la Maison du Repris de justice Une méditation austèreétait répandue sur ses traits pâlis par la souffranceElle darda un long regard à la partie du ciel éclairée par unelueur sinistre et dit en soupirant Loccident est en feu Le Fils de la Condamnée auraitil portélincendie au sein du château de MauruseUn cri de chouette se fit entendre presquaussitôt sur le toitvoisin et les trois inconnus du trottoir sarrêtèrent courtIls levèrent simultanément la tête  en tressaillantLe premier était bel homme en dépit dun emplâtre de poix deBourgogne qui lui couvrait loeil droit la joue la moitié dunez les trois quarts de la bouche et tout le menton  la vue decet emplâtre dune dimension inusitée un observateur aurait conçudes doutes sur son identité Rien du reste en lui ne semblaitextraordinaire Il marchait en sautant comme les oiseaux Sonvêtement consistait en une casquette moldave et une blousetaillée à la mode garibaldienne La forme de son,0
+Produced by Don KostuchTranscribers NotesThe locations named are in western New Jersey and Eastern PennsylvaniaLamington NJ pg 20 is near exit 26 on Interstate 78 east of theDelaware River Lumberville PA pg 24 is on the West side of theDelaware River on Highway 32 about halfway between Bethlehem andPhiladelphia 25 miles southwest of Lamington The Pennsylvania Canal runsalong the west bank of the Delaware river The Delaware and Raritan Canalis on the east bank Raven Rock pg 24 is across the river fromLumberville about a half mile northeastThere are several large islands that may have inspired the story About 5miles north upriver of  Lumberville is Walls Island and Prahls Islandwhere the river is aligned northsouth as shown on the map on page 16About two miles east downriver is Eagle Island and Hendrick IslandThe use of white lead indicates the lack of understanding of its poisonousnatureThis is a glossary of terms that are unfamiliar to meBalustrade        A rail and the balusters posts that support itBelay             To secure a rope by winding it on a cleat or pinBrad              Slender wire nail having a small barrel shaped headBulkhead          An upright partition dividing a ship into compartments                  to provide structural rigidity and limit the spread of                  leaks or fireClapboard         Long narrow board with one edge thicker than the other                  Used to cover the outer walls of frame structuresDint              Force effort powerDrawknife         Knife with a handle at each end of the blade                  A drawing motion shaves a surface                  Also known as a drawshaveFall and Tackle   Apparatus for raising heavy loads                  A rope and pulley blocksFerrule           Metal ring put around a tool handle to prevent                  splittingFreshet           Sudden overflow of a stream caused by heavy rain                  or a thawGunwale           Upper edge of the side of a vesselGunnel            Could serve as a gun mountJournal           Part of a rotating shaft that turns in a bearingKeelson           Timber fastened above and parallel to the keel of a                  boat for strengthPercaline         Lightweight glossy cotton fabric used for book bindingPintle            Pin on which another part pivotsScantling         Small timber for constructionSheave            Wheel with a grooved rim used as a pulleySlab              Outside of a log cut off to square it for lumberSpokeshave       Drawknife for shaping spokes and rounded edgesStay a mast     Strong rope or wire used to support a mastStep a mast     Place a mast in its step block where the heel of a                  mast is fixedThole             Device on to the gunwale side of a boat to hold                  the oar Acts as a fulcrum for rowingTrunnion          Pin two small cylindrical projections on a cannon on                  which it pivots                  French trognon means stumpWhite lead        Lead carbonate a heavy white poisonous powder                  used in paint pigmentsEnd of Transcribers NotesTHE SCIENTIFIC AMERICAN BOYIllustration Fun in SwimmingThe SCIENTIFIC AMERICAN BOY  ORThe Camp at Willow Clump IslandByA RUSSELL BONDNEW YORKMUNN  CO Publishers1906COPYRIGHT 1905 BYMUNN  CO NEW YORKPRESS OFTHE KALKHOFF COMPANYNEW YORKPREFACEAll boys are nature lovers Nothing appeals to them more than a summervacation in the woods where they can escape from the restraints ofcivilization and live a life of freedom Now it may appear to be a bit ofpresumption to attempt to advise the boy camper how to spend his timeSurely the novelty of outdoor life the fascinating charm of hissurroundings will,9
+Produced by Janet Kegg Jeannie Howse and the PG OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team httpwwwpgdpnet UTF8 BOM      SLIPPY McGEE     SOMETIMES KNOWN AS     THE BUTTERFLY MAN     BY     MARIE CONWAY OEMLER     NEW YORK     THE CENTURY CO     1920     1917 by     THE CENTURY CO     Published April 1917     Reprinted August 1917 February 1918     August 1918 March 1919 August 1919     November 1919 February 1920     TO     ELIZABETH AND ALAN OEMLERFOREWORD    I have known life and love I have known death and disaster    Foregathered with fools succumbed to sin been not unacquainted        with shame    Doubted and yet held fast to a faith no doubt could oermaster    Won and lostand I know it was all a part of the Game    Youth and the dreams of youth hope and the triumph of sorrow    I took as they came I played them all and I trumped the trick        when I could    And now O Mover of Men let the end be today or tomorrow    I have staked and played for Myself and You and the Game were goodCONTENTSCHAPTER                                                      PAGE    I APPLEBORO                                                 3   II THE COMING OF SLIPPY McGEE                               19  III NEIGHBORS                                                37   IV UNDERWINGS                                               48    V ENTER KERRY                                              65   VI THY SERVANT WILL GO AND FIGHT WITH THIS PHILISTINE      1 SAM 1732                                             94  VII THE GOING OF SLIPPY McGEE                               111 VIII THE BUTTERFLY MAN                                       131   IX NESTS                                                   145    X THE BLUEJAY                                             172   XI A LITTLE GIRL GROWN UP                                  189  XII JOHN FLINT GENTLEMAN                                   203 XIII EACH IN HIS OWN COIN                                  226  XIV THE WISHING CURL                                        258   XV IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT,15
+Produced by Juliet Sutherland Ben Beasley and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading TeamTranscribers note This file contains both the English and Frenchversions of this edition of Les Contes dHoffman Both the English andthe French texts are known to have a significant number of errorsmisprints and inconsistencies They are here presented withoutcorrection In this text the oe marking represents the oeligatureNEW VERSIONOFLes Contes dHoffmannTHE TALES OF HOFFMANOPERA IN FOUR ACTSWith an original and novel first Act and other important changesBook by JULES BARBIERMUSIC BYJ OFFENBACHNew English version by CHARLES ALFRED BYRNEAs performed for the first time in America at theMANHATTAN OPERA HOUSEUNDER THE DIRECTION OFOSCAR HAMMERSTEINENGLISH VERSION 1907 BY STEINWAY  SONSCHARLES E BURDEN PUBLISHER STEINWAY HALL107109 EAST 14TH STREETNEW YORKDRAMATIS PERSONÆHOFFMANNCOUNSELOR LINDORFCOPPELIUSDAPERTUTTODOCTOR MIRACLESPALANZANICRESPELANDRESCOCHENILLEFRANTZLUTHERNATHANAELHERMANNSTELLAGIULIETTAOLYMPIAANTONIANICKLAUSSETHE MUSEA GHOSTARGUMENTACT IIn the first act which is really a prologue Hoffmann a young poetenters the tavern of Luther to meet his companions and drinks to drownhis sorrows They think he is in love but he answers all that is pastand tells the story of his three lovesACT II OLYMPIAA physicians drawing room Spalanzani has invited a large company towitness the accomplishments of his daughter Olympia She sings togeneral applause and Hoffmann falls desperately in love with her Asthe guests go to supper Hoffmann tells her of his passion and thinks hefinds a responsive echo in her There is dancing and she waltzes himoff his feet A Dr Coppelius comes in to say he has been swindled bySpalanzani He slips into Olympias room from which a noise of breakingis heard Coppelius out of revenge has smashed Olympia She was onlyan automaton Hoffmann is astonishedACT III GIULIETTAAt Venice in the house of Giulietta beloved of Schlemil who takes thearrival of Hoffmann very ungraciously Hoffmann cares nothing forGiulietta but she is bribed by Dapertutto to make Hoffmann love herand she succeeds by making him believe that he is her ideal But as aproof of his love she wants Hoffmann to get the key of her room awayfrom Schlemil Hoffmann demands the key Schlemil tells him to come andtake it and they fight Schlemil is killed Hoffmann takes the key andrushes to Giuliettas room and finding nobody comes back only to seeher riding off in her gondola laughing at him and with her arms aroundanother mans neck Hoffmann is disgustedACT IV ANTONIAAntonia has been told by her father Crespel to sing no more WhenHoffmann who has long loved her comes he wonders why but he soonlearns by overhearing a conversation between Crespel and an evil personcalled Doctor Miracle that Antonia is afflicted with consumption Hethen begs her also not to sing and she promises him When Hoffmanngoes Miracle comes in and tells her it is all nonsense to sing as muchas she likes but she will not break her promise to Hoffmann Miraclethen causes the ghost of Antonias mother to appear and to her prayersthe girl yields Miracle urges her on and on until she is utterlyexhausted She falls dying and her father receives her last breathHoffmann is heartbrokenEPILOGUEA return to the scene of the first act Hoffmann has told his storiesHis companions leave him The Muse appears and tells him that she is theonly mistress to follow the only one who will remain true to him Hisspirit flickers a moment with gratitude Then his head sinks on thetable and he sleepsThe Tales of HoffmannACT IThe Tavern of Martin Luther The interior of a German inn Tables and  benchesCHORUS of StudentsDrig drig drig master Luther    Spark of hadesDrig drig drig for us more beer    For us thy wine    Until morning    Fill my glass    Until morningFill our pewter MugsNATHANAELLuther is a brave man    Tire lan laireTis tomorrow that we brain him    Tire lan laCHORUS    Tire lon laLUTHER going from table to table  Here gentlemen hereHERMANNHis cellar is a goodly spot    Tire lon laireTis tomorrow we devast it    Tire lon laCHORUS  Tire lon laKnocking of glassesLUTHER  Here gentlemen hereWILHELMHis wife is a daughter of Eve    Tire lan laireTis tomorrow we abduct her    Tire lon laCHORUS  Tire lon laLUTHER  Here gentlemen hereCHORUS  Drig drig drig master Luther    etc etcThe students sit drinking and smokingNATHANAELAnd Luther my goodly vatWhat have you done with our HoffmanHERMANNTis your wine poisoned himYouve killed him faith of HerrmannGive us back HoffmannALL  Give us HoffmannLINDORF aside  To the devil HoffmannNATHANAELLet them bring him to usOr your last day has dawnedLUTHER  Gentlemen he comesHe opens the door and Nicklausse is with himALL  Hurrah tis heLINDORF aside  Lets watch himHOFFMANN entering with sombre voice  Good day friendsNICKLAUSSE  GooddayHOFFMANNA chair a glassA pipeNICKLAUSSE mockingPardon my lord without displeasingI drink smoke and sit like you place for twoCHORUS  Hes right place for both of themHoffmann and Nicklausse sit down Hoffmann has head in his handsNICKLAUSSE humming  Notte a giorno mal dormireHOFFMANN brusquely  Shut up in devils nameNICKLAUSSE quietly  Yes masterHERMANN to Hoffmann  Oh oh whence comes this ill temperNATHANAEL to Hoffmann  Its as if one did not know youHERMANN  On what thorn have you trodHOFFMANNAlas on a dead herbWith the iced breath of the northNICKLAUSSEAnd there by this doorOn a drunkard who sleepsHOFFMANNTis true that rascal by Jove I envy himA drink Like him lets sleep in the gutterHERMANN  Without pillowHOFFMANN  The flagsNATHANAEL  Without curtainsHOFFMANN  The skyNATHANAEL  The rainHERMANN  Have you a nightmare HoffmannHOFFMANNNo but tonightA while since at the playALL  WellHOFFMANN  I thought to see againThe deuce why reopen old woundsLife is short Enjoy it while we canWe must drink sing laugh as we mayLeft to weep tomorrowNATHANAELThen sing the first without askingWell do chorusHOFFMANN  AgreedNATHANAEL  Something gayHERMANN  The song of the RatNATHANAELNo for me Im tired of itWhat we want is the,9
+Produced by Tamiko I Camacho Jerome Espinosa Baladad andPG Distributed ProofreadersSpecial thanks to ElmerNochesedaSi Tandang Basio MacunatSalitang Quinatha ni Fray Miguel Lucio y Bustamante ReligiosongFranciscanoMay lubos na capahintulutanMANILA1885Imp de Amigos del Pais Calle de Anda num 1PAONAUA SA MANGA TAGALOG NA MACABABASA NITONG SALITAAng pagcatha co nitong salitang itoi naguing parang isang calibanganco sa aquing sariling buhay ngunit mayroon din acong hinahangaddito sa aquing salitat calibanganAng aquing hinahangad ay hindi co sasabihin sa manga bumabasa ónaquiquinig nang pagbasa nitong aquing isinulat cundi sasabihin colamang na ang cahalimbaua nitong quinatha cong salita ay isangdayapAnoman ang laqui nang dayap at maguing ano ang caniyang ganda atcaquinisan nang balat ay cundi ninyo pigain ay uala cayongmacucuhang gatas doon cundi amoy lamang at sucatCaya bahala ang bumabasa ó naquiquinig na pumiga nitong salita cungibig nilang cunin ang gatang napapalaman ditoAng totoong bilin co sa manga íniibig cong tagalog ay houag bagabasahin nila itong salitang ito na palactaolactao na paranginuugali nilang basahin ang manga _libro_ at cung magcagayoimarahil magcacamali sila palibhasai ang lamang nitong salitaiparang isang usap caya cailangang paquingan ang magcabilang _parte_at pagtimbangtimbangin ang canilang manga catouiran nang macuha angcatotohananAng isa cong pang bilin sa canila ay houag magtaca sila sa mgaguinagamit cong uica_ama tatay amba__ina nanay inda_sapagtotoo nang amat ina sapagcat iyang lahat na manga pangalangiyai paraparang guinagamit sa ibat ibang bayan ó ProvinciaAt sa catapusan ay ipinamamanhic co sa manga tagalog na macagagasa ómacariringig nitong gaua cong ito na ipatauad nila sa aquin ang mangacaculangan co sa pagsasalita sapagcat acoi hindi tagalog cundicastila rin baga man Padre na totoong nagmamahal sa canila_Fr Miguel Lucio y Bustamante_ADVERTENCIA A LOS NO TAGALOS QUE LEAN U OIGAN LEER ESTE CUENTOMucho y hasta interesante podria decir sobre el idioma tagalog ysobre otros incidentes de actualidad que no dejan de relacionarse conel citado idioma pero ni la ocasion ni la pequeña por no decirnula importancia del presente cuento se prestan á elloPo eso he de concretarse á mis lectores no tagalos que en este miinsignificante trabajo hago uso de no pocos términos castellanos deunos por ser técnicos que no admiten sustitucion de otros porqueestán ya tagalizados y son de uso comun y de otros en fin porqueaunque pudieran muy bien ser reemplazados por otros propios del aunno bien conocido idioma tagalog sería necesario echar mano de maspalabras para espresar el sentidoPoco é insulto es lo que presento á mis lectores no tagalos pero aunasi y todo creo y dispenseme esta inmodestia que no dejarán deencontrar algo que no les desagrade en este escritoTambien advierto que en la prosodia y sintaxis me he atenidofrecuentemente á la prosodia y sintaxis españolasAñadiendo por último que el idioma tagalog está en crisis en esacrisis por la que han pasado casi todas las lenguas é idiomas sobrecuya circunstancia echaría yo ahora de muy buena gana mi parrafitomas ó menos estenso y mas ó menos certado pero al fin un parrafitomas dadas las condiciones actuales opino que basta y sobra con lodicho que no dejaran de comprender los que despues de haberestudiado con alguna detencion ó atencion el idioma tagalog estenademas al corriente de lo que sucede y pasa_Fr Miguel Lucio y Bustamante_SI TANDANG BASIO MACUNATSa aquing manga paglacadlacad at pagdalaodalao sa manga bayanbayandito sa Filipinas ay nacarating aco sa isang bayang ang ngalaiTanay sa Distrito nang MorongAcoi napatiguil doon nang dalauang lingo at dito sa pagtira congitoi naguing caquilala co ang isang matanda na ang ngalai siGervasio Macunat at cung tauaguin dooi si Tandang BasioMalaqui ang pagcauili co sa matandang yaon palibhasai matalinongmasayahin at matalas na matalas ang caniyang bait at pagiisipGabigabing ualang salai pinaroroonan co siya sa caniyang bahay atdoon nagsasalitaan cami nang sarisari hanggan sa malalim na anggabi at cung minsan ay inuumaga pa cami sa aming pagsasalitaanDito sa aming manga pagsasalitaan ay pinaguusapan din naman angibat ibang ugali nang manga tagalog at acoi natotoua nang dihamac sa paquiquinig co nang caniyang matitinong catourin atcasagutan sa lahat nang bagay na aming pinaguusapanIsang gabi ay tinucso co ang matanda na ang uica co baga sa caniyaCung cayo poi nagaral sa Maynila nang caunti man lamang cung cayopo anaquin ay natuto nang uicang castila man lamang ay_segurongsegurong_ cayoi naguing directorcillo dito sa inyongbayan at macaquiquita po cayo sa Tribunal nang pagcabuhay ninyo naualang malaquing capagurang _paris_ ngayon na cung ibig po ninyongcumita nang naipacacain sa inyong manga anac at asaua ay cailanganpo na cayoi magbangon nang maaga at humauac nang calabao atdumilig muna nang lupa nang inyong pauis bago po cayoi macaquitanang _maisusustento_ sa inyong familiaAy ina co Cáhimanauari houag na acong naguica nang ganoong uicaNagalit na di ano lamang ang matanda at nagbucang bibig nang linticat ibat iba pang ganito na ang isip co baga siyai nabalio ónapaano caya Subalit pagcamayamaya at nang lumipaslipas na angcaniyang biglang galit ay nangusap sa aquin nang gayonPatauarin pó ninyo aco ipatauad po ninyo sa aquin angpagpapaualang galang co po sa inyoAco pó ang sagot co aco pó ang dapat patauarin ninyosapagcat acoi siyang nagbigay galit sa inyo baga man pót hindiinaabot nang aquing pagiisip cung anot anóng iquinagagalit ninyosa aquing salitaHouag pó ninyo acong cayamutan ang uica ni matandang Basio houagpó ninyo acong cainipan at matatastas din po ninyo cung baquitnasira ang aquing loob doon sa sinabi pó ninyong tungcol sapagaaral nang uicang castila at sa pagdidirectorcilloInyo pong salitain ang uica co ang balang maguing gusto ninyo atmalaqui ang toua cong maquinig sa inyoAng unaunang ibig co pong maalaman ninyo ay ang naguing buhay congmagmula sa pagcabata co na hangan dito sa oras na hinaharap natinat sacai sasalaysayon co pó sa inyo ang puno at dahilan nangpagcagalit co sa inyong salita canginaCayo pó ang bahala ang sagot co Umupo lamang tayo dito sa papagat habaat habaan po ninyo ang inyong salita na hindi co pocayong cayayamutanCung ganoon po acoi sasapol naIIAco po ang uica nang matandang Basio ay anac nang taong mahihirapna manga maglulupa manga opahan subalit matatacutin sa DiosMaliit na maliit pa aco na hindi pa halos marunong magusap aypilipilit na po acong pumasoc sa escuelahan araoarao na ualangfallaAng aquin pong maestro ay,0
+Produced by David WidgerTRAITS AND STORIES OF THE IRISH PEASANTRYBY WILLIAM CARLETONPART IVIllustration FrontispieceIllustration TitlepageCONTENTSPhil Purcel The PigDriverThe Geography Of An Irish OathThe Lianhan SheePHIL PURCEL THE PIGDRIVERPhil Purcel was a singular character for he was never married butnotwithstanding his singularity no man ever possessed for practicalpurposes a more plentiful stock of duplicity All his acquaintancesknew that Phil was a knave of the first water yet was he decidedly ageneral favorite Now as we hate mystery ourselves we shall reveal thesecret of this remarkable popularity though after all it can scarcelybe called so for Phil was not the first cheat who has been popularin his day The cause of his success lay simply in this that he neverlaughed and none of our readers need be told that the appearance ofa grave cheat in Ireland is an originality which almost runs up intoa miracle This gravity induced every one to look upon him as aphenomenon The assumed simplicity of his manners was astonishingand the ignorance which he feigned so apparently natural that it wasscarcely possible for the most keensighted searcher into human motivesto detect him The only way of understanding the man was to deal withhim if after that you did not comprehend him thoroughly the faultwas not Phils but your own Although not mirthful himself he was thecause of mirth in others for without ever smiling at his own gains hecontrived to make others laugh at their losses His disposition settingaside laughter was strictly anomalous The most incompatible the mostunamalgamatible and the most uncomeatable qualities that ever refusedto unite in the same individual had no scruple at all to unite in PhilBut we hate metaphysics which we leave to the mechanical philosophersand proceed to state that Phil was a miser which is the bestexplanation we can give of his gravityIreland owing to the march of intellect and the superiority of modernrefinement has been for some years past and is at present wellsupplied with an abundant variety of professional men every one of whomwill undertake for proper considerations to teach us Irish all mannerof useful accomplishments The drawingmaster talks of his professionthe dancingmaster of his profession the fiddler toothdrawer andcorncutter who by the way reaps a richer harvest than we do sincethe devil has tempted the schoolmaster to go abroad are all practisingin his absence as professional menNowPhil must be included among this class of grandiloquent gentlemenfor he entered life as a Professor of Pigdriving and it is but justicetowards him to assert that no corncutter of them all ever elevated hisprofession so high as Phil did that in which he practised In fact heraised it to the most exalted pitch of improvement of which it was thensusceptible or to use the cant of the day he soon arrived at the headof his professionIn Phils time however pigdriving was not so general nor had itmade such rapid advances as in modern times It was then simplypigdriving unaccompanied by the improvements of poverty sickness andfamine Political economy had not then taught the people how to be poorupon the most scientific principles free trade had not shown the nationthe most approved plan of reducing itself to the lowest possible stateof distress nor liberalism enabled the working classes to scoff atreligion and wisely to stop at the very line that lies between outrageand rebellion Many errors and inconveniences now happily explodedwere then in existence The people it is true were somewhat attachedto their landlords but still they were burdened with the unnecessaryappendages of good coats and stout shoes were tolerably industriousand had the mortification of being able to pay their rents and feedin comfort They were not as they are now free from new coats andold prejudices nor improved by the intellectual march of politics andpoverty When either a man or a nation starves it is a luxury to starvein an enlightened manner and nothing is more consolatory to a personacquainted with public rights and constitutional privileges than tounderstand those liberal principles upon which he fasts and goes nakedFrom all we have said the reader sees clearly that pigdriving didnot then proceed upon so extensive a scale as it does at present Thepeople in fact killed many of them for their own use and we know nothow it happened but political ignorance and good bacon kept them inmore flesh and comfort than those theories which have since succeeded sowell in introducing the science of starvation as the basis of nationalprosperity Irishmen are frequently taxed with extravagance in additionto their other taxes but we should be glad to know what people inEurope reduce economy in the articles of food and clothing to such closepractice as they doBe this as it may there was in Ireland an old breed of swine whichis now nearly extinct except in some remote parts of the country wherethey are still useful in the hunting season particularly if dogs happento be scarce They were a tall loose species with legs of an unusuallength with no flesh short ears as if they had been cropped forsedition and with long faces of a highly intellectual cast They werealso of such activity that few greyhounds could clear a ditch or crossa field with more agility or speed Their backs formed a rainbow archcapable of being contracted or extended to an inconceivable degree andtheir usual rate of travelling in droves was at mailcoach speed oreight Irish miles an hour preceded by an outrider to clear the waywhilst their rear was brought up by another horseman going at athreequarter gallop      We assure John Bull on the authority of Purcel     himself that this is a factIn the middle of summer when all nature reposed under the unitedinfluence of heat and dust it was an interesting sight to witness adrove of them sweeping past like a whirlwind in a cloud of their ownraising their sharp and lengthy outlines dimly visible through theshining haze like a flock of antelopes crossing the deserts of theEastBut alas for those happy days This,0
+Produced by Audrey Longhurst William Flis and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetPREACHING AND PAGANISMBYALBERT PARKER FITCHPROFESSOR OF THE HISTORY OF RELIGION IN AMHERST COLLEGEWORKS BY THE SAME AUTHORTHE COLLEGE COURSE AND THE PREPARATION FOR LIFECAN THE CHURCH SURVIVE IN THE CHANGING ORDERPUBLISHED ON THE FOUNDATION ESTABLISHED IN MEMORY OF JAMES WESLEYCOOPER OF THE CLASS OF 1865 YALE COLLEGETHE FORTYSIXTH SERIES OF THE LYMAN BEECHER LECTURESHIP ON PREACHINGIN YALE UNIVERSITYNEW HAVEN YALE UNIVERSITY PRESS MDCCCCXXCOPYRIGHT 1920 BY YALE UNIVERSITY PRESSFIRST PUBLISHED 1920THE JAMES WESLEY COOPER MEMORIAL PUBLICATION FUNDThe present volume is the fourth work published by the Yale UniversityPress on the James Wesley Cooper Memorial Publication Fund ThisFoundation was established March 30 1918 by a gift to YaleUniversity from Mrs Ellen H Cooper in memory of her husband RevJames Wesley Cooper DD who died in New York City March 16 1916Dr Cooper was a member of the Class of 1865 Yale College and fortwentyfive years pastor of the South Congregational Church of NewBritain Connecticut For thirty years he was a corporate member ofthe American Board of Commissioners for Foreign Missions and from 1885until the time of his death was a Fellow of Yale University servingon the Corporation as one of the Successors of the Original TrusteesTO MY WIFEPREFACEThe chief perhaps the only commendation of these chapters is thatthey pretend to no final solution of the problem which they discussHow to assert the eternal and objective reality of that Presence theconsciousness of Whom is alike the beginning and the end the motiveand the reward of the religious experience is not altogether clearin an age that for over two centuries has more and more rejected thetranscendental ideas of the human understanding Yet the consequencesof that rejection in the increasing individualism of conduct whichhas kept pace with the growing subjectivism of thought are nowsufficiently apparent and the present plight of our civilizationis already leading its more characteristic members the politicalscientists and the economists to reëxamine and reappraise theconcepts upon which it is founded It is a similar attempt toscrutinize and evaluate the significant aspects of the interdependentthought and conduct of our day from the standpoint of religion whichis here attempted Its sole and modest purpose is to endeavor torestore some neglected emphases to recall to spiritually minded menand women certain halfforgotten values in the religious experienceand to add such observations regarding them as may by good fortunecontribute something to that future reconciling of the thoughtcurrents and value judgments of our day to these central and preciousfacts of the religious lifeMany men and minds have contributed to these pages Such sources ofsuggestion and insight have been indicated wherever they could beidentified In especial I must record my grateful sense of obligationto Professor Irving Babbitts _Rousseau and Romanticism_ The chapteron Naturalism owes much to its brilliant and provocative discussionsCONTENTS                                        PAGE  Preface      11  I The Learner the Doer and the Seer       15  II The Children of Zion and the Sons of Greece       40  III Eating Drinking and Being Merry        72  IV The Unmeasured Gulf       102  V Grace Knowledge Virtue       131  VI The Almighty and Everlasting God       157  VII Worship as the Chief Approach to Transcendence      184  VIII Worship and the Discipline of Doctrine      209CHAPTER ONETHE LEARNER THE DOER AND THE SEERThe first difficulty which confronts the incumbent of the LymanBeecher Foundation after he has accepted the appalling fact that hemust hitch his modest wagon not merely to a star but rather to anentire constellation is the delimitation of his subject There aremany inquiries none of them without significance with which he mightappropriately concern himself For not only is the profession of theChristian ministry a manysided one but scales of value changeand emphases shift within the calling itself with our changingcivilization The mediaeval world brought forth out of its need therobed and mitered ecclesiastic a more recent world pursuant to itsgenius demanded the ethical idealist Drinksodden Georgian Englandresponded to the openair evangelism of Whitefield and Wesley thenext century found the Established Church divided against itselfby the learning and culture of the Oxford Movement Sometimesa philosopher and theologian like Edwards initiates the GreatAwakening sometimes an emotional mystic like Bernard can arouseall Europe and carry men tens of thousands strong over the Danubeand over the Hellespont to die for the Cross upon the burning sandsof Syria sometimes it is the George Herberts in a hundred ruralparishes who make grace to abound through the intimate and preciousministrations of the country parson Let us therefore devote thischapter to a review of the several aspects of the Christian ministryin order to set in its just perspective the one which we have chosenfor these discussions and to see why it seems to stand for themoment in the forefront of importance Our immediate question isWho on the whole is the most needed figure in the ministry todayIs it the professional ecclesiastic backed with the authority andprestige of a venerable organization Is it the curate of soulspatient shepherd of the silly sheep Is it the theologian theadministrator the prophetwhoOne might think profitably on that first question in these veryinformal days We are witnessing a breakdown of all external forms ofauthority which while salutary and necessary is also perilous Notmany of us err just now by overmagnifying our official statusMany of us instead are terribly at ease in Zion and might become lessassured and more significant by undertaking the subjective task ofa study in ministerial personality What we are to paraphraseEmerson speaks so loud that men,21
+Produced by Jeroen Hellingman Tamiko I Camacho and thePG Distributed Proofreaders TeamTranscribers note The OldTagalog characters used in this book arerepresented by capital letters                        DOCTRINA CHRISTIANA             The First Book Printed in the Philippines              Manila 1593 A Facsimile of the Copy in                the Lessing J Rosenwald Collection                  Library of Congress Washington                     With an Introductory Essay                         By Edwin Wolf 2ndACKNOWLEDGEMENTSI want here to express my thanks and appreciation to Mr LessingJ Rosenwald through whose kindness this unique Doctrina waspresented to the Library of Congress and with whom the idea of thispublication originated His interest and enthusiasm made possiblemy work and his friendly advice and encouragement have been bothvaluable and heartwarmingI also wish to thank others who have given me great assistance Theyare Dr ASW Rosenbach to whom I continually turned for adviceDr Lawrence C Wroth of the John Carter Brown Library and Dr LeslieW Dunlap of the Library of Congress who very kindly read over mymanuscript and gave me the benefit of their suggestions and criticismsMr David C Mearns and Miss Elsie Rackstraw of the Library of Congressand Mrs Ruth Lapham Butler of the Ayer Collection of the NewberryLibrary who so freely and generously made available to me the greatcollections of works on the Philippines in their libraries Dr JohnH Powell of the Free Library of Philadelphia who helped me findreference books of the utmost importance and the many librarianswho courteously answered written queries about early Philippinematerial                                 EDWIN WOLF 2NDDOCTRINA CHRISTIANAThe first book printed in the Philippines has been the object of a huntwhich has extended from Manila to Berlin and from Italy to Chilefor four hundred and fifty years The patient research of scholarsthe scraps of evidence found in books and archives the amazinglyaccurate hypotheses of bibliographers who have sifted the materialso painstakingly gathered together combine to make its history abookish detective story par excellenceIt is easy when a prisoner has been arrested and brought to the dock togive details of his complexion height characteristics and identifyingmarks to fingerprint him and to photograph him but how inadequatewas the description before his capture how frequently did false scentsdraw the pursuer off the right track It is with this in mind that weexamine the subject of this investigation remembering that it has notbeen done before in detail And to complete the case the book hasbeen photographed in its entirety and its facsimile herewith publishedIn studying the Doctrina Christiana of 1593 there are four generalproblems which we shall discuss First we shall give a physicaldescription of the book Secondly we shall trace chronologically thebibliographical history of the Doctrina that is we shall record theavailable evidence which shows that it was the first book printed inthe Philippines and weigh the testimonies which state or imply tothe contrary Thirdly we shall try to establish the authorship ofthe text and lastly we shall discuss the actual printingIt hardly needs be told why so few of the incunabula of the Philippineshave survived The paper on which they were printed was one of the mostdestructible papers ever used in book production The native worms andinsects thrived on it and the heat and dampness took their slower butequally certain toll Add to these enemies the acts of providence ofwhich the Philippines have received more than their shareearthquakefire and floodand the manmade devastations of war combined with thefact that there was no systematic attempt made in the Philippines topreserve in archives and libraries the records of the past and itcan well be understood why a scant handful of cradlebooks have beenpreserved The two fires of 1603 alone which burned the Dominicanconvent in Manila to the ground and consumed the whole of Binondo justoutside the walls must have played untold havoc upon the records ofthe early missionaries Perhaps the only copies of early Philippinebooks which exist today unchronided and forgotten are those whichwere sent to Europe in the 16th 17th and 18th centuries and maynow be lying uncatalogued in some library thereOne copy of this Doctrina was sent to PhilipII by the Governor ofthe Philippines in 1593 and in 1785 a Jesuit philologist Hervas yPanduro printed Tagalog texts from a then extant copy Yet sincethat time no example is recorded as having been seen by bibliographeror historian The provenance of the present one is but imperfectlyknown In the spring of 1946 William H Schab a New York dealerwas in Paris and heard through a friend of the existence of a 1593Manila book He expressed such incredulity at this information that hisfriend feeling his integrity impugned telephoned the owner then andthere and confirmed the unbelievable 1593 Delighted and enthusedSchab arranged to meet him found that he was a Paris bookseller andcollector who specialized in Pacific imprints and was fully aware ofthe importance of the volume and induced him to sell the preciousDoctrina He brought it back with him to the United States and offeredit to Lessing J Rosenwald who promptly purchased it and presented itto the Library of Congress Where the book had been before it reachedParis we do not know Perhaps it is the very copy sent to PhilipIIperhaps the copy from which Hervas got his,0
+Produced by Suzanne Shell Martin Pettit and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetTHE FACTS OF RECONSTRUCTIONJohn R LynchCopyright 1913 by The Neale Publishing CompanyIllustration John R LynchCONTENTSPREFACECHAPTERI      THE PART PLAYED BY MISSISSIPPI IN THE EARLY DAYS OF       RECONSTRUCTIONII     REORGANIZATION OF THE STATE DEPARTMENTS DURING GOVERNOR       ALCORNS ADMINISTRATIONIII    THE REPUBLICAN COUNTY CONVENTION OF 1869IV     IMPORTANT EDUCATIONAL AND POLITICAL MEASURES OF THE NEW       LEGISLATUREV      THE CONTEST FOR SPEAKER OF THE MISSISSIPPI HOUSE OF       REPRESENTATIVESVI     FUSION OF DEMOCRATS AND REPUBLICANS IN THE STATE ELECTION       OF 1873 REPUBLICAN VICTORYVII    MISSISSIPPI SENDS BK BRUCE TO THE UNITED STATES SENATEVIII   IMPROVED FINANCIAL CONDITION OF MISSISSIPPI UNDER THE AMES       ADMINISTRATIONIX     WHAT CONSTITUTES NEGRO DOMINATIONX      OVERTHROW OF THE REPUBLICAN STATE GOVERNMENT IN MISSISSIPPIXI     RISE OF DEMOCRATIC RADICALISM IN THE SOUTHXII    EVENTFUL DAYS OF THE FORTYTHIRD CONGRESSXIII   STATE CAMPAIGN OF 1875 REPUBLICAN VICTORYXIV    INTERVIEW BETWEEN THE AUTHOR AND THE PRESIDENT REGARDING       STATE APPOINTMENTSXV     THE PRESIDENTIAL ELECTION OF 1876 AND ITS RESULTSXVI    EFFECTS OF THE REFORM ADMINISTRATION IN MISSISSIPPIXVII   THE HAYESTILDEN CONTEST THE ELECTORAL COMMISSIONXVIII  ATTITUDE OF THE HAYES ADMINISTRATION TOWARD THE SOUTHXIX    QUESTION OF THE VALIDITY OF SENATOR LAMARS ELECTIONXX     REPUBLICAN NATIONAL CONVENTION OF 1880 NOMINATION OF THE       COMPROMISE CANDIDATE GARFIELDXXI    STORY OF THE MISUNDERSTANDING BETWEEN GARFIELD AND CONKLINGXXII   THE NATIONAL CAMPAIGN OF 1884XXIII  THE ELECTION OF GROVER CLEVELANDXXIV   INTERVIEW WITH SECRETARY LAMAR ON THE RETAINING OF COLORED       MEN IN OFFICEXXV    THE FEDERAL ELECTIONS BILLXXVI   MISSISSIPPI AND THE NULLIFICATION OF THE FIFTEENTH       AMENDMENTXXVII  EFFECT OF THE MCKINLEY TARIFF BILL ON BOTH POLITICAL PARTIESXXVIII INTERVIEW BETWEEN THE AUTHOR AND PRESIDENT CLEVELAND AND       SECRETARY GRESHAMXXIX   THE NATIONAL REPUBLICAN CONVENTION OF 1900XXX    ARGUMENT ON PROPOSED CHANGE OF REPRESENTATION IN CONVENTIONXXXI   COMPARISON OF BRYAN AND CLEVELANDXXXII  THE SOLID SOUTH FUTURE OF THE REPUBLICAN PARTYPREFACEThe author of this book is one of the few remaining links in the chainby which the present generation is connected with the reconstructionperiodthe most important and eventful period in our countryshistoryWhat is herein recorded is based upon the authors own knowledgecontact and experience Very much of course has been written andpublished about reconstruction but most of it is superficial andunreliable and besides nearly all of it has been written in such astyle and tone as to make the alleged facts related harmonize with whatwas believed to be demanded by public sentiment The author of this workhas endeavored to present _facts_ as they were and are rather than ashe would like to have them and to set them down without the slightestregard to their effect upon the public mind except so far as that mindmay be influenced by the truth the whole truth and nothing but thetruth In his efforts along these lines he has endeavored to giveexpression to his ideas opinions and convictions in language that ismoderate and devoid of bitterness and entirely free from raceprejudice sectional animosity or partisan bias Whether or not he hassucceeded in doing so he is willing to leave to the consideratejudgment and impartial decision of those who may take the time to readwhat is here recorded In writing what is to be found in these pagesthe author has made no effort to draw upon the imagination nor togratify the wishes of those whose chief ambition is to magnify thefaults and deficiencies in some and to extol the good and commendabletraits and qualities in others In other words his chief purpose hasbeen to furnish the readers and students of the present generation witha true candid and impartial statement of material and important factsbased upon his own personal knowledge and experience with such commentsas in his judgment the occasion and circumstances warrantedWas the enfranchisement of the black men at the South by act of Congressa grave mistakeWere the reconstructed State Governments that were organized as a resultthereof a disappointment and a failureWas the Fifteenth Amendment to the Federal Constitution premature andunwiseAn affirmative answer to the above questions will be found in nearlyeverything that has been written about Reconstruction during the lastquarter of a century The main purpose of this work is to present theother side but in doing so the author indulges the hope that thosewho may read these chapters will find that no extravagant andexaggerated statements have been made and that there has been noeffort to conceal excuse or justify any act that was questionable orwrong It will be seen that the primary object the author has sought toaccomplish is to bring to public notice those things that werecommendable and meritorious to prevent the publication of which seemsto have been the primary purpose of nearly all who have thus far writtenupon that important subjectBut again the question may be asked if the reconstructed StateGovernments that were organized and brought into existence under theCongressional Plan of Reconstruction were not a disappointment and afailure why is it that they could not and did not stand the test oftime The author hopes and believes that the reader will find in one ofthe chapters of this book a complete and satisfactory answer to thatquestionIt will be seen that the State of Mississippi is made the pivotal one inthe presentation of the facts and historical points touched upon in thiswork but that is,4
+Produced by Al HainesFrontispiece The next instant his arms were pinionedto his sidesThe GunBrandBy JAMES B HENDRYXAUTHOR OFThe Promise EtcWith Frontispiece in ColorsBy CLYDE FORSYTHEA L BURT COMPANYPublishers                New Yorkpublished by arrangement with G P PUTNAMS SONSCOPYRIGHT 1917ByJAMES B HENDRYXSecond ImpressionThe Knickerbocker Press New YorkCONTENTSCHAPTER     I  THE CALL OF THE RAW    II  VERMILION SHOWS HIS HAND   III  PIERRE LAPIERRE    IV  CHLOE SECURES AN ALLY     V  PLANS AND SPECIFICATIONS    VI  BRUTE MACNAIR   VII  THE MASTER MIND  VIII  A SHOT IN THE NIGHT    IX  ON SNARE LAKE     X  AN INTERVIEW    XI  BACK ON THE YELLOW KNIFE   XII  A FIGHT IN THE NIGHT  XIII  LAPIERRE RETURNS FROM THE SOUTH   XIV  THE WHISKEY RUNNERS    XV  ARREST THAT MAN   XVI  MACNAIR GOES TO JAIL  XVII  A FRAMEUP XVIII  WHAT HAPPENED AT BROWNS   XIX  THE LOUCHOUX GIRL    XX  ON THE TRAIL OF PIERRE LAPIERRE   XXI  LAPIERRE PAYS A VISIT  XXII  CHLOE WRITES A LETTER XXIII  THE WOLFCRY  XXIV  THE BATTLE   XXV  THE GUNBRANDTHE GUNBRANDCHAPTER ITHE CALL OF THE RAWSeated upon a thick burlapcovered bale of freighta piece in theparlance of the NorthChloe Elliston idly watched the loading of thescows  The operation was not new to her a dozen times within themonth since the outfit had swung out from Athabasca Landing she hadwatched from the muddy bank while the halfbreeds and Indians unloadedthe big scows ran them light through whirling rockribbed rapidscarried the innumerable pieces of freight upon their shoulders acrossportages made all but impassable by scrub timber oozy muskeg and lowsandmountains loaded the scows again at the foot of the rapid andsteered them through devious and dangerous miles of swiftmovingwhitewater to the head of the next rapidThey are patient menthese water freighters of the far North  Formore than two centuries and a quarter they have sweated the wildernessfreight across these same portages  And they are sober menwhencivilization is behind themfar behindClose beside Chloe Elliston upon the same piece Harriet Penny ofvague age and vaguer purpose also watched the loading of the scowsHarriet Penny was Chloe Ellistons one concession to conventionexcessbaggage beyond the outposts being a creature of fear  Upon anotherpiece Big Lena the gigantic Swedish Amazon who in the capacity ofgeneral factotum had accompanied Chloe Elliston over half the worldstared stolidly at the riverHaving arrived at Athabasca Landing four days after the departure ofthe Hudson Bay Companys annual brigade Chloe had engagedtransportation into the North in the scows of an independent  Andwhen he heard of this the old factor at the post shook his headdubiously but when the girl pressed him for the reason he shruggedand remained silent  Only when the outfit was loaded did the old manwhisper one sentenceBeware o Pierre LapierreAgain Chloe questioned him and again he remained silent  So as thedays passed upon the river trail the name of Pierre Lapierre was allbut forgotten in the menace of rapids and the monotony of portagesAnd now the last of the great rapids had been runthe rapid of theSlaveand the scows were almost loadedVermilion the boss scowman stood upon the runningboard of theleading scow and directed the stowing of the freight  He was apicturesque figureVermilion  A squat thick halfbreed with eyesset wide apart beneath a low forehead bound tightly around with ahandkerchief of flaming silkA heavyeyed Indian moving ponderously up the rough plank with a piecebalanced upon his shoulders missed his footing and fell with a loudsplash into the water  The Indian scrambled clumsily ashore and thepiece was rescued but not before a perfect torrent ofFrenchEnglishIndian profanity had poured from the lips of theeverversatile Vermilion  Harriet Penny shrank against the youngerwoman and shudderedOh she gasped hes swearingNo exclaimed Chloe in feigned surprise  Why I believe he isMiss Penny flushed  But it is terrible  Just listenFor Heavens sake Hat  If you dont like it why do you listenBut he ought to be stopped  I am sure the poor Indian did not _try_to fall in the riverChloe made a gesture of impatience  Very well Hat just look up theordinance against swearing on Slave River and report him to OttawaBut Im afraid  Hethe Hudson Bay Companys mantold us not tocomeChloe straightened up with a jerk  See here Hat Penny  Stop yoursnivelling  What do you expect from rivermen  Havent the sevenhundred miles of water trail taught you _anything_  And as for beingafraidI dont care _who_ told us not to come  Im an Elliston andIll go whereever I want to go  This isnt a pleasure trip  I came uphere for a purpose  Do you think Im going to be scared out by thefirst old man that wags his head and shrugs his shoulders  Or by anyother man  Or by any swearing that I cant understand or any that Ican either for that matter  Come on theyre waiting for this baleChloe Ellistons presence in the far outlands was the culmination of anideal spurred by dissuasion and antagonism into a determination anddeveloped by longing into an obsession  Since infancy the girl hadbeen left much to her own devices  Environment and the prescribedcourse at an expensive school should have made her pretty much whatother girls are and an able satellite to her mother who managed toremain one of the busiest women of the Western metropolisdoingabsolutely nothingbut doing it with _éclat_The girls father Blair Elliston from his desk in a luxurious officesuite presided over the destiny of the,0
+Produced by Jonathan Ingram Linda Cantoni and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetTHE LETTERSOFROBERT BROWNINGANDELIZABETH BARRETT BARRETT18451846_WITH PORTRAITS AND FACSIMILES_IN TWO VOLUMESVOL IFOURTH IMPRESSIONLONDONSMITH ELDER  CO 15 WATERLOO PLACE1900Illustration Robert Browningfrom an oil painting by GordigianiNOTEIn considering the question of publishing these letters which are allthat ever passed between my father and mother for after theirmarriage they were never separated it seemed to me that my onlyalternatives were to allow them to be published or to destroy them Imight indeed have left the matter to the decision of others after mydeath but that would be evading a responsibility which I feel that Iought to acceptEver since my mothers death these letters were kept by my father in acertain inlaid box into which they exactly fitted and where theyhave always rested letter beside letter each in its consecutiveorder and numbered on the envelope by his own handMy father destroyed all the rest of his correspondence and not longbefore his death he said referring to these letters There they aredo with them as you please when I am dead and goneA few of the letters are of little or no interest but their omissionwould have saved only a few pages and I think it well that thecorrespondence should be given in its entiretyI wish to express my gratitude to my fathers friend and mine MrsMiller Morison for her unfailing sympathy and assistance indeciphering some words which had become scarcely legible owing tofaded ink                                                      RBB1898ADVERTISEMENTThe correspondence contained in these volumes is printed exactly as itappears in the original letters without alteration except in respectof obvious slips of the pen Even the punctuation with itscharacteristic dots and dashes has for the most part been preservedThe notes in square brackets  have been added mainly in order totranslate the Greek phrases and to give the references to Greekpoets For these thanks are due to Mr FG Kenyon who has revisedthe proofs with the assistance of Mr Roger Ingpen the latter beingresponsible for the IndexILLUSTRATIONSPORTRAIT OF ROBERT BROWNING                 _Frontispiece_  _After the picture by Gordigiani_FACSIMILE OF LETTER OF ROBERT BROWNING      _To face p 578_THE LETTERS OFROBERT BROWNINGANDELIZABETH BARRETT BARRETT18451846_RB to EBB_                              New Cross Hatcham Surrey                              Postmark January 10 1845I love your verses with all my heart dear Miss Barrettand this isno offhand complimentary letter that I shall writewhatever elseno prompt matterofcourse recognition of your genius and there agraceful and natural end of the thing Since the day last week when Ifirst read your poems I quite laugh to remember how I have beenturning and turning again in my mind what I should be able to tell youof their effect upon me for in the first flush of delight I thought Iwould this once get out of my habit of purely passive enjoyment whenI do really enjoy and thoroughly justify my admirationperhaps evenas a loyal fellowcraftsman should try and find fault and do you somelittle good to be proud of hereafterbut nothing comes of it allsointo me has it gone and part of me has it become this great livingpoetry of yours not a flower of which but took root and grewOh howdifferent that is from lying to be dried and pressed flat and prizedhighly and put in a book with a proper account at top and bottomand shut up and put away  and the book called a Flora besidesAfter all I need not give up the thought of doing that too in timebecause even now talking with whoever is worthy I can give a reasonfor my faith in one and another excellence the fresh strange musicthe affluent language the exquisite pathos and true new bravethought but in this addressing myself to youyour own self and forthe first time my feeling rises altogether I do as I say lovethese books with all my heartand I love you too Do you know I wasonce not very far from seeingreally seeing you Mr Kenyon said tome one morning Would you like to see Miss Barrett then he went toannounce methen he returned  you were too unwell and now it isyears ago and I feel as at some untoward passage in my travels as ifI had been close so close to some worldswonder in chapel or cryptonly a screen to push and I might have entered but there was someslight so it now seems slight and just sufficient bar to admissionand the halfopened door shut and I went home my thousands of milesand the sight was never to beWell these Poems were to be and this true thankful joy and pridewith which I feel myself                                      Yours ever faithfully                                           ROBERT BROWNINGMiss Barrett1  50 Wimpole StR BrowningFootnote 1 With this and the following letter the addresses on theenvelopes are given for all subsequent letters the addresses are,9
+This text was adapted from that found at the Bibliothèque virtuellehttpwwwfsjualbertacabibliodefaulthtm Thank you to Donald Ipperciel and the Faculté SaintJeanUniversity of Alberta for making it availableDU MÊME AUTEURJEANNE LA FILEUSEÉpisode de lÉmigration FrancoCanadienne auxÉtatsUnisPremière édition 1878Duexième éditionMontréal 1888LE VIEUX MONTRÉAL 16111803Album historique chronologique ettopographique de la ville de Montréal depuis se fondation13 planchesen couleursDessins de P L MorinMontréal 1884MELANGESTrois ConférencesMontréal 1888LETTRES DE VOYAGEFranceItalieSicileMalteTunisieAlgérieEspagneMontréal 1889SIX MOIS DANS LES MONTAGNES ROCHEUSESColoradoUtahNouveauMexiqueÉdition illustréeMontréal 1890LACHASSEGALERIELégendesCanadiennesparH BeaugrandMONTREAL1900TABLE DES MATIÈRESLa ChasseGalerieLe LoupGarouLa Bête à GrandqueueMaclouneLe Père LouisonLa légende qui suit a déjà été publiée dans la _Patrie_ il y aquelque dix ans et en anglais dans le _Century Magazine_ de NewYork du mois daoût 1892 avec illustrations par Henri JulienOn voit que cela ne date pas dhier Le récit luimême est basésur une croyance populaire qui remonte à lépoque des coureursdes bois et des voyageurs du NordOuest Les gens de chantieront continué la tradition et cest surtout dans les paroissesriveraines du SaintLaurent que lon connaît les légendes dela chassegalerie Jai rencontré plus dun vieux voyageur quiaffirmait avoir vu voguer dans lair des canots décorce remplisde possédés sen allant voir leurs blondes sous légide deBelzébuth Si jai été forcé de me servir dexpressions plus oumoins académiques on voudra bien se rappeler que je mets en scènedes hommes au langage aussi rude que leur difficile métierHBLA CHASSEGALERIEIPour lors que je vais vous raconter une rôdeuse dhistoire dans lefin fil mais sil y a parmi vous autres des lurons qui auraientenvie de courir la chassegalerie ou le loupgarou je vous avertisquils font mieux daller voir dehors si les chatshuants font lesabbat car je vais commencer mon histoire en faisant un grand signede croix pour chasser le diable et ses diablotins Jen ai eu assezde ces mauditslà dans mon jeune tempsPas un homme ne fit mine de sortir au contraire tous serapprochèrent de la cambuse où le _cook_ finissait son préambule etse préparait à raconter une histoire de circonstanceOn était à la veille du jour de lan 1858 en pleine forêt viergedans les chantiers des Ross en haut de la Gatineau La saison avaitété dure et la neige atteignait déjà la hauteur du toit de la cabaneLe bourgeois avait selon la coutume ordonné la distribution ducontenu dun petit baril de rhum parmi les hommes du chantier et lecuisinier avait terminé de bonne heure les préparatifs du fricot depattes et des glissantes pour le repas du lendemain La mélassemijotait dans le grand chaudron pour la partie de tire qui devaitterminer la soiréeChacun avait bourré sa pipe de bon tabac canadien et un nuage épaisobscurcissait lintérieur de la cabane où un feu pétillant de pinrésineux jetait cependant par intervalles des lueurs rougeâtresqui tremblotaient en éclairant par des effets merveilleux declairobscur les mâles figures de ces rudes travailleurs des grandsboisJoe le _cook_ était un petit homme assez mal fait que lonappelait assez généralement le bossu sans quil sen formalisât etqui faisait chantier depuis au moins 40 ans Il en avait vu de toutesles couleurs dans son existence bigarrée et il suffisait de lui faireprendre un petit coup de jamaïque pour lui délier la langue et luifaire raconter ses exploitsIIJe vous disais donc continuatil que si jai été un peu _tough_dans ma jeunesse je nentends plus risée sur les choses de lareligion Jvas à confesse régulièrement tous les ans et ce que jevais vous raconter là se passait aux jours de ma jeunesse quand je necraignais ni Dieu ni diable Cétait un soir comme celuici laveille du jour de lan il y a de cela 34 ou 35 ans Réunis avec tousmes camarades autour de la cambuse nous prenions un petit coupmais si les petits ruisseaux font les grandes rivières les petitsverres finissent par vider les grosses cruches et dans ces tempslàon buvait plus sec et plus souvent quaujourdhui et il nétait pasrare de voir finir les fêtes par des coups d poings et des tirages detignasse La jamaïque était bonnepas meilleure que ce soirmaiselle était bougrement bonne je vous le parsouête Jen avais bienlampé une douzaine de petits gobelets pour ma part et sur les onzeheures je vous lavoue franchement la tête me tournait et je melaissai tomber sur ma robe de carriole pour faire un petit somme enattendant lheure de sauter à pieds joints pardessus la tête dunquart de lard de la vieille année dans la nouvelle comme nousallons le faire ce soir sur lheure de minuit avant daller chanterla guignolée et souhaiter la bonne année aux hommes du chantiervoisinJe dormais donc depuis assez longtemps lorsque je me sentis secouerrudement par le boss des piqueurs Baptiste Durand qui me ditJoe minuit vient de sonner et tu es en retard pour le saut duquart Les camarades sont partis pour faire leur tournée et moi jemen vais à Lavaltrie voir ma blonde Veuxtu venir avec moiÀ Lavaltrie lui répondisje estu fou nous en sommes à plus decent lieues et dailleurs auraistu deux mois pour faire le voyagequil ny a pas de chemin de sortie dans la neige Et puis letravail du lendemain du jour de lanAnimal répondit mon homme il ne sagit pas de cela Nous feronsle voyage en canot décorce à laviron et demain matin à six heuresnous serons de retour au chantierJe comprenaisMon homme me proposait de courir la chassegalerie et de risquer monsalut éternel pour le plaisir daller embrasser ma blonde auvillage Cétait raide Il était bien vrai que jétais un peu ivrogneet débauché et que la religion ne me fatiguait pas à cette époquemais risquer de vendre mon âme au diable ça me surpassaitCré poule mouillée continua Baptiste tu sais bien quil ny a pasde danger Il sagit daller à Lavaltrie et de revenir dans sixheures Tu sais bien quavec la chassegalerie on voyage au moins 50lieues à lheure lorsquon sait manier laviron comme nous Il sagittout simplement de ne pas prononcer le nom du bon Dieu pendant letrajet et de ne pas saccrocher aux croix des clochers en voyageantCest facile à faire et pour éviter tout danger il faut penser à cequon dit avoir loeil où lon va et,29
+Produced by Al HainesFrontispiece Their houseboat vacation had begunMadge MortonCaptain of the Merry MaidByAMY D V CHALMERSAuthor of Madge Mortons Secret Madge Mortons Trust Madge MortonsVictoryPHILADELPHIAHENRY ALTEMUS COMPANYCOPYRIGHT 1914 BY HOWARD E ALTEMUSPRINTED IN THEUNITED STATES OF AMERICACONTENTSCHAPTER     I  MADGE MORTONS PLAN    II  CHOOSING A CHAPERON   III  THE SEARCH FOR A HOUSEBOAT    IV  THE FAIRYS WAND     V  ALL ABOARD    VI  PLEASURE BAY   VII  THE UNKNOWN JAILER  VIII  AN ANXIOUS NIGHT    IX  THE GIRL ON THE ISLAND     X  AN EXCITING RACE    XI  AT THE MERCY OF THE WAVES   XII  A BRAVE FIGHT  XIII  LIFE OR DEATH   XIV  MADGE COMES INTO HER OWN AGAIN    XV  A CALL FOR HELP   XVI  THE ATTEMPTED RESCUE  XVII  THE CAPTURE XVIII  ON A STRANGE SHORE   XIX  FINDING A WAY TO HELP MOLLIE    XX  MADGES OPPORTUNITY   XXI  MOLLIES BRAVE FIGHT  XXII  THE EVIL GENIUS XXIII  MOTHER  XXIV  FAREWELL TO THE MERRY MAIDList of IllustrationsTheir houseboat vacation had begun    FrontispieceMadge and Tom went gayly down to the boatThe girls ran down to the waters edgeI wish you to come and live with me MadgeMadge Morton Captain of the Merry MaidCHAPTER IMADGE MORTONS PLANI never can bear it cried Madge Morton excitedly throwing herselfdown on her bed in one of the dormitories of Miss Tollivers SelectSchool for Girls  It is not half so bad for Eleanor  She at leastis going to spend her holiday with people she likes  But for UncleWilliam and Aunt Sue to leave for California just as school closes andto send me off to a horrid old maid cousin for half my vacation isjust too awful  If I werent nearly seventeen years old Id cry myeyes outMadge was alone in her bedroom which she shared with her cousinEleanor Butler  The two girls lived on an old estate in Virginia butfor the two preceding terms they had been attending a collegepreparatory school at Harborpoint not far from the city of BaltimoreMadge had never known her own parents  She had been reared by herUncle William and Aunt Sue Butler and she dearly loved her old southernhome  But just when she and Eleanor were planning a thousand pleasuresfor their three months vacation a letter had arrived from Mr and MrsButler announcing that they were leaving their estate for six weeks asthey were compelled to go west on important business  Eleanor was tobe sent to visit a family of cousins near Charlottesville Virginiaand Madge was to stay with a rich old maiden cousin of her fatherCousin Louisa did not like Madge  She felt a sense of duty toward herand a sense of duty seldom inspires any real affection in return  SoMadge looked back on the visits she had made to this cousin with afeeling of horror  Inspired by her Aunt Sue Madge had always tried tobe on her best behavior while she was the guest of Cousin Louisa  Butsince propriety was not Madge Mortons strong point she had succeededonly in being perfectly miserable and in offending her wealthy cousinby her unconventional waysMadge had a letter from this cousin in her hand while she gave herselfup to the luxury of despair  She had not yet read the letter but sheknew exactly what it would say  It would contain a formal invitationfrom Cousin Louisa asking Madge to pay her the necessary visit  Itwould suggest at the same time that Madge mend her ways and it woulddoubtless recall the unfortunate occasion when Mistress Madge had setfire to the bedclothes by her wicked habit of reading in bedIt was the study hour at Miss Tollivers school and all of the girlsexcept Madge were hard at work  Eleanor had slipped across the hall tothe room of their two chums to consult them about a problem in algebraMadge at that moment was far too miserable to be approached in regardto a lesson though at other times she would have done anything forEleanorFinally Madge raised herself to a sitting posture  It struck her asrather absurd to have collapsed so entirely simply because she was notto spend the first part of her summer as she chose  She knew toothat it was high time she fell to preparing her lessonsWith a little shiver she opened Cousin Louisas letter  Suddenly hereyes flashed the color glowed in her cheeks and Madge dropped thenote to the floor with a glad cry and ran out of the roomOn the door of her chums room was a sign printed in large letterswhich was usually observed by the school girls  The sign readStudying No Admittance  But today Madge paid no attention to itShe flung open the door and rushed in upon her three friendsEleanor Phyllis Lillian she protested stop studying this veryminute  She seized Eleanors paper and pencil and closed LillianSeldons ancient history with a bang  Phyllis Alden had just time tograsp her own notebook firmly with both hands before she exclaimedMadge Morton whatever has happened to you  Have you gone entirelycrazyMadge laughed  Almost she replied  But just listen to me and youwill be nearly as crazy as I amMadge had dark auburn hair which was curly and short like a boysTo her deep regret her long braids had been cut off several yearsbefore when she was recovering from an attack of typhoid fever andnow her hair was just long enough to tuck into a small knot on top ofher head  But when Madge was excited which was a frequent occurrencethis knot would break loose and her curls would,1
+Produced by Juliet Sutherland Scott G Sims and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetIllustrationRILEYSONGS OF HOMEJAMES WHITCOMB RILEYWITH PICTURES BYWILL VAWTERNEW YORKGROSSET  DUNLAPPUBLISHERS1910BY JAMES WHITCOMB RILEYTOGEORGE A CARRCONTENTS  AS CREATED                                                 56  AS MY UNCLE USED TO SAY                                   126  AT SEA                                                    160  BACKWARD LOOK A                                          155  BEST IS GOOD ENOUGH THE                                  123  BOYS THE                                                 104  BRAVE REFRAIN A                                        113  DREAMER SAY                                               61  FEEL IN THE CHRISMAS AIR A                               52  FOR YOU                                                    50  GOOD MAN A                                               132  HER BEAUTIFUL HANDS                                       189  HIS ROOM                                                   38  HONEY DRIPPING FROM THE COMB                              125  HOW DID YOU REST LAST NIGHT                            94  IN THE EVENING                                            115  ITS GOT TO BE                                            107  JACKINTHEBOX                                           100  JIM                                                       117  JOHN McKEEN                                               165  JUST TO BE GOOD,3
+Produced by Bethanne M Simms Stephanie Maschek and theOnline Distributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetSOPHIE MAYSLITTLE FOLKS BOOKS_Any volume sold separately_DOTTY DIMPLE SERIESSix volumes Illustrated Per volume 75 cents      Dotty Dimple at her Grandmothers            Dotty Dimple at Home                  Dotty Dimple out West                        Dotty Dimple at Play                              Dotty Dimple at School                                    Dotty Dimples FlyawayFLAXIE FRIZZLE STORIESSix volumes Illustrated Per volume 75cents   Flaxie Frizzle   Little Pitchers    Flaxies Kittyleen   Doctor Papa      The Twin Cousins   Flaxie Growing UpLITTLE PRUDY STORIESSix volumes Handsomely Illustrated Pervolume 75 cents      Little Prudy           Little Prudys Sister Susy                Little Prudys Captain Horace                     Little Prudys Story Book                          Little Prudys Cousin Grace                               Little Prudys Dotty DimpleLITTLE PRUDYS FLYAWAY SERIESSix volumes Illustrated Per volume75 cents    Little Folks Astray      Little Grandmother         Prudy Keeping House      Little Grandfather             Aunt Madges Story       Miss Thistledown                                   LEE AND SHEPARD PUBLISHERSBOSTONIllustration Title page_DOTTY DIMPLE STORIES_DOTTY DIMPLE OUT WESTBY SOPHIE MAYAUTHOR OF LITTLE PRUDY STORIESIllustratedBOSTONLEE AND SHEPARD PUBLISHERS10 MILK STREETEntered according to Act of Congress in the year 1869BY LEE AND SHEPARDIn the Office of the Librarian of Congress at WashingtonTO_DOTTY DIMPLES LITTLE FRIENDS_GUSSIE TAPPAN AND SARAH LONGSLEYCONTENTSCHAPTER                         PAGE   I STARTING                    7  II THE CAPTAINS SON          20 III A BABY IN A BLUE CLOAK     36  IV PIGEON PIE POSTPONED     52   V THE MAJORS JOKE           67  VI NEW FACES                  82 VII WAKING UP OUT WEST         96VIII GOING NUTTING             108  IX IN THE WOODS              119   X SURPRISES                 133  XI SNIGGLING FOR EELS        146 XII A POSTOFFICE LETTER    160DOTTY DIMPLE OUT WESTCHAPTER ISTARTINGOne beautiful morning in October the sun came up rejoicingDotty Dimple watched it from the window with feelings of peculiarpleasureI should think that old sun would wear out and grow rough round theedges Why not Last week it was ever so dull now it is bright Ishouldnt wonder if the angels up there have to scour it once in awhileYou perceive that Dottys ideas of astronomy were anything but correctShe supposed the solar orb was composed of a very peculiar kind ofgold which could be rubbed as easily as Norahs tin pans though sointensely hot that ones fingers would most likely be scorched in theoperationOn this particular morning she felt an unusual interest in the state ofthe weather It had been decided that she should go West with herfather and this was the day set for departure I am happy up to mythroat so she said to Prudy And now all this happiness was to bebuttoned up in a cunning little casaque with new gaiters at the feetand a hat and rosette at the top Forty pounds or so of perfect delightgoing down to the depot in a carriageDont you wish you could go Zip Parlin Id like to hear you bark inthe cars and Id like to hear _you_ talk Prudy tooAs Dotty spoke the faintest possible shadow flickered across herradiant face but it was only for a moment She could not have quiteeverything she wanted because she could not have Prudy but then theywere to take a basket of cold boiled eggs sandwiches and pies andover these viands with a napkin between were two picturebooks and asmall spyglass There was a trunk with a sunshade in it and somepretty dresses among them the favorite white delaine no longer stainedwith marmalade,13
+Produced by Biblioteca Nacional Digital httpbndbnptRita Farinha and the Online Distributed Proofreading Teamat httpwwwpgdpnetCONTOS PARA A INFANCIAESCOLHIDOS DOS MELHORES AUCTORES POR GUERRA JUNQUEIROLISBOATYPOGRAPHIA UNIVERSAL DE THOMAZ QUINTINO ANTUNES IMPRESSOR DA CASA REALRua dos Calafates 1101877A mãeEstava uma mãe muito afflicta sentada ao pé do berço do seu filho commedo que lhe morresse A creancinha pallida tinha os olhos fechadosRespírava com difficuldade e ás vezes tão profundamente que pareciagemer mas a mãe causava ainda mais lastima do que o pequeninomoribundoNisto bateram á porta e entrou um pobre homem muito velho embuçadonuma manta darrieiro Era no inverno Lá fóra estava tudo coberto deneve e de gêlo e o vento cortava como uma navalhaO pobre homem tremia de frio a creança adormecêra por alguns instantese a mãe levantouse a pôr ao lume uma caneca com cerveja O velhocomeçou a embalar a creança e a mãe pegando numa cadeira sentouseao lado delle E contemplando o seu filhinho doente que respirava cadavez com mais difficuldade pegoulhe na mãosinha descarnada e disse parao velhoOh Nosso Senhor não mo hade levar não é verdadeE o velho que era a Morte meneou a cabeça duma maneira extranha emar de duvida A mãe deixou pender a fronte para o chão e as lagrimascorriamlhe em fio pela cara Sentiuse estonteada com um grande peso decabeça estava sem dormir havia tres dias e tres noites Passouligeiramente pelo somno durante um minuto e despertou sobresaltada atremer de frioQue é isto exclamou lançando á volta de si o olhar hallucinado Oberço estava vasio O velho tinhase ido embora roubandolhe a creança                                       A pobre mãe saiu precipitadamente gritando pelo filho Encontrou umamulher sentada no meio da neve vestida de luto A Morte entroute emcasa disselhe ella Via sair a correr levando teu filho Anda maisdepressa que o vento e o que ella furta nunca o torna a entregarPor onde foi ella gritou a mãe Dizemo pelo amor de DeusSei o caminho por onde ella foi respondeu a mulher vestida de pretoMas só to ensino se me cantares primeiro todas as canções que cantavasao teu filho São lindas e tens uma voz harmoniosa Eu sou a Noite emuitas vezes tas ouvi cantar debulhada em lagrimasCantartashei todas todas mas logo disse a mãe Agora não medemores porque quero encontrar o meu filhoA Noite ficou silenciosa A mãe então desfeita em lagrimas começou acantar Cantou muitas canções mas as lagrimas foram mais do que aspalavrasNo fim disselhe a Noite Toma á direita pela floresta escura depinheiros Foi por ahi que a Morte fugiu com o teu filhoA mãe correu para a floresta mas no meio dividiase o caminho e nãosabia que direcção havia de seguir Diante della havia um mattagalcheio de silvas sem folhas nem flores de cujos ramos pendia a nevecristallisada                                       Não viste a Morte que levava o meu filho perguntoulhe a mãeVi respondeu o mattagal mas não te ensino o caminho senão com acondição de me aqueceres no teu seio porque estou geladoE a mãe estreitou o mattagal contra o coração os espinhosdilaceraramlhe o peito donde corria sangue Mas o mattagal vestiusede folhas frescas e verdejantes e cobriuse de flores numa noitedinverno frigidissima tal é o calor febricitante do seio duma mãeangustiosaE o mattagal ensinoulhe o caminho que devia seguir Foi andandoandando até que chegou á margem dum grande lago onde não havia nembarcos nem navios Não estava sufficientemente gelado para se andar porelle e era demasiadamente profundo para o passar a váo Comtudoquerendo encontrar o seu filho era necessario atravessalo No deliriodo seu amor atirouse de bruços a ver se poderia beber toda a agua dolago Era impossivel mas lembravase que Deus por compaixão fariatalvez um milagreNão não és capaz de me esgotar disse o lago Socega e entendamonosamigavelmente Gosto de vêr perolas no fundo das minhas aguas e os teusolhos são dum brilho mais suave do que as perolas mais ricas que eutenho possuido Se queres arrancaos das orbitas á força de chorar elevartehei á estufa grandiosa que está do outro lado essa estufa é ahabitação da Morte e as flores e as arvores que estão lá dentro é ellaquem as cultiva cada flor e cada arvore é a vida duma creaturahumanaOh o que não darei eu para rehaver o meu filho disse a mãe Eapesar de ter já chorado tantas lagrimas chorou com mais amargura doque nunca e os seus olhos destacaramse das orbitas e cairam no fundodo lago transformandose em duas perolas como ainda as não teve nomundo uma rainhaO lago então ergueua e com um movimento de ondulação depositoua naoutra margem aonde havia um maravilhoso edificio com mais duma leguade comprido De longe não se sabia se era uma construcção artistica ouuma montanha com grutas e florestas Mas a pobre mãe não podia ver nadatinha dado os seus olhosComo heide eu reconhecer a Morte que me roubou o meu filho bradouella desesperadaA Morte ainda não chegou respondeulhe uma boa velha que andava dumlado para o outro inspeccionando a estufa e cuidando das plantas Comovieste tu aqui parar quem te ensinou o caminhoDeus auxilioume respondeu ella Deus é misericordioso Compadecetede mim e dizeme onde está o meu filhoEu não o conheço e tu és cega disse a velha Ha aqui muitas plantase muitas arvores que murcharam esta noite a Morte não tarda ahi paraas tirar da estufa Deves saber que toda a creatura humana tem nestesitio uma arvore ou uma flor que representam a sua vida e que morremcom ella Parecem plantas como quaesquer outras mas tocandolhessentese bater um coração Guiate por isto e talvez reconheças aspulsações do coração de teu filho E que davas,26
+Produced by Robert Shimmin Robert Ledger and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetIllustration THEN ITS ALL LIES LIES AND MURDERTHE CLARIONBYSAMUEL HOPKINS ADAMSWITH ILLUSTRATIONS BY WD STEVENS_Published October 1914_TO THE MEMORY OF MY FATHER MYRON ADAMS WHO LIVED AND DIED A SOLDIER OFIDEALS THIS BOOK IS REVERENTLY INSCRIBEDCONTENTS        I THE ITINERANT       II OUR LEADING CITIZEN      III ESMÉ       IV THE SHOP        V THE SCION       VI LAUNCHED      VII THE OWNER     VIII A PARTNERSHIP       IX GLIMMERINGS        X IN THE WAY OF TRADE       XI THE INITIATE      XII THE THIN EDGE     XIII NEW BLOOD      XIV THE ROOKERIES       XV JUGGERNAUT      XVI THE STRATEGIST     XVII REPRISALS    XVIII MILLY      XIX DONNYBROOK       XX THE LESSER TEMPTING      XXI THE POWER OF PRINT     XXII PATRIOTS    XXIII CREEPING FLAME     XXIV A FAILURE IN TACTICS      XXV STERN LOGIC     XXVI THE PARTING    XXVII THE GREATER TEMPTING   XXVIII WHOSE BREAD I EAT     XXIX CERTINA CHARLEY      XXX ILLUMINATION     XXXI THE VOICE OF THE PROPHET    XXXII THE WARNING   XXXIII THE GOOD FIGHT    XXXIV VOX POPULI     XXXV TEMPERED METAL    XXXVI THE VICTORY   XXXVII MCGUIRE ELLIS WAKES UP  XXXVIII THE CONVERTILLUSTRATIONS  THEN ITS ALL LIES LIES AND MURDER  HELP AND CURE ARE AT THEIR BECK AND CALL  KILL IT SHE URGED SOFTLY  DONT GO NEAR HIM DONT LOOKTHE CLARIONCHAPTER ITHE ITINERANTBetween two flames the man stood overlooking the crowd A soft breezeplaying about the torches sent shadows billowing across the massed folkon the ground Shrewdly set with an eye to theatrical effect thesephares of a night threw out from the darkness the square bulk of themans figure and reflecting garishly upward from the naked hemlock ofthe platform accentuated as in bronze the bosses of the face andgleamed deeply in the dark bold eyes Half of Marysville buzzed andchattered in the parkspace below together with many representatives ofthe farming country near by for the event had been advertised withskilled appeal cf the Canoga County Palladium April 15 1897 page4The occupant of the platform having paused after a selfintroductorytrumpeting of professional claims was slowly and with an eye tooratorical effect moistening lips and throat from a goblet at his elbowNow ready to resume he raised a slow hand in an indescribable gestureof mingled command and benevolence The clamor subsided to a murmurover which his voice flowed and spread like oil subduing vexed watersPain Pain Pain The primal curse the dominant tragedy of life Whoamong you dear friends but has felt it You men slowly torn upon therack of rheumatism you women with the hidden agony gnawing at yourbreast his roving regard was swift like a hawk to mark down thesudden involuntary quiver of a faded slattern under one of thetorches all you who have known burning nights and pallid mornings Ioffer you rrrreleaseOn the final word his face lighted up as from an inner fire ofinspiration and he flung his arms wide in an embracing benediction Thecrowd heavyeyed sodden wondering bent to him as the torchfiresbent to the breath of summer With the subtle sense of the man whowrings his livelihood from human emotions he felt the moment of hismastery approaching Was it fully come yet Were his fish securely inthe net Betwixt hovering hands he studied his audienceHis eyes stopped with a sense of being checked by the steady regard ofone who stood directly in front of him only a few feet away asolidbuilt crisply outlined man of forty carrying himself with apractical erectness upon whose face there was a rather disturbinghalfsmile The strangers hand was clasped in that of a little girlwideeyed elfin and lovelyRelease repeated the man of the torches Blessed release from yourtorments Peace out of painThe voice was of wonderful quality rich and unctuous the labialsdropping honeyed from the lips It wooed the crowd lured it enmeshedit But the magician had a little lost confidence in the power of hisspell His mind dwelt uneasily upon his wellgarbed auditor What was hedoing there with his keen face and worldly confident carriage amidstthose clodhoppers Was there peril in his presence Your predatorycreature hunts ever with fear in his heartGuardy the voice of the elfin child rang silvery in the silence asshe pressed close to her companion Guardy is he preachingYes my dear little child The orator saw his opportunity and swoopedupon it with a flash of dazzling teeth from under his pliant lipsThis sweet little girl asks if I am preaching I thank her for theword Preaching indeed Preaching a blessed gospel for this world ofpain and suffering a gospel of hope and happiness and joy I offer youhere now this moment of blessed opportunity the priceless boon ofhealth It is within reach of the humblest and poorest as well as themillionaire The blessing falls on all like the gentle rain fromheavenHis hands outstretched quivering as if to shed the promised balmslowly descended below the level of the platform railing Behind thetricolored cheesecloth which screened him from the waist down somethingstirred The hands ascended again into the light In each was a bottleThe speakers words came now sharp decisive compellingHere it is Look at it,26
+Produced by Juliet Sutherland Josephine Paolucci and theOnline Distributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetIllustration YOUVE MADE ME SOME STORIES MOTHERJEWELS STORY BOOKBYCLARA LOUISE BURNHAMWITH ILLUSTRATIONS    NEW YORK    GROSSET  DUNLAP    PUBLISHERS    Made in the United States of AmericaCOPYRIGHT 1904 BY CLARA LOUISE BURNHAMALL RIGHTS RESERVED_Published October 1904_    _TO THE CHILDREN    WHO LOVE JEWEL_CONTENTS    I OVER THE PHONE   II THE BROKERS OFFICE  III THE HOMECOMING   IV ON THE VERANDA    V THE LIFTED VEIL   VI THE DIE IS CAST  VII MRS EVRINGHAMS GIFTS VIII THE QUEST FLOWER   IX THE QUEST FLOWER CONTINUED    X THE APPLE WOMANS STORY   XI THE GOLDEN DOG  XII THE TALKING DOLL XIII A HEROIC OFFER  XIV ROBINSON CRUSOE   XV ST VALENTINE  XVI A MORNING RIDE XVII THE BIRTHDAYXVIII TRUE DELIGHTJEWELS STORY BOOKCHAPTER IOVER THE PHONEMrs Forbes Mr Evringhams housekeeper answered the telephone oneafternoon She was just starting to climb to the second story and did notwish to be hindered so her hello had a somewhat impatient brevityMrs ForbesOh with a total change of voice and face is that you Mr EvringhamPlease send Jewel to the phoneYes sirShe laid down the receiver and moving to the foot of the stairs calledloudly JewelDrat the little lamb groaned the housekeeper If I was only sure shewas up there Ive got to go up anyway _Jewel_ louderYees came faintly from above then a door opened Is somebody callingmeMrs Forbes began to climb the stairs deliberately while she spoke withenergy Hurry down Jewel Mr Evringham wants you on the phoneGoody goody cried the child her feet pattering on the thick carpet asshe flew down one flight and then passed the housekeeper on the nextPerhaps he is coming out early to rideNothing would surprise me less remarked Mrs Forbes dryly as shemountedJewel flitted to the telephone and picked up the receiverHello grandpa are you coming out she askedNo I thought perhaps you would like to come inIn where Into New YorkYesWhat are we going to do eagerlyMr Evringham sitting at the desk in his private office his head restingon his hand moved and smiled His mind pictured the expression on the faceaddressing him quite as distinctly as if no miles divided themWell well have dinner for one thing Where shall it be At theWaldorfJewel had never heard the wordDo they have Nesselrode pudding she asked with keen interest MrsForbes had taken her in town one day and given her some at a restaurantPerhaps so You see Ive heard from the Steamship Company and they thinkthat the boat will get in this eveningOh grandpa grandpa _grandpa_Softly softly Dont break the phone I hear you through the windowWhen shall I come Oh oh ohWait Jewel Dont be excited Listen Tell Zeke to bring you in to myoffice on the three oclock trainYes grandpa Oh please wait a minute Do you think it would be tooextravagant for me to wear my silk dressNo lets be reckless and go the whole figureAll right tremulouslyGoodbyOh grandpa wait Can I bring Anna Belle but only silence remainedJewel hung up the receiver with a hand that was unsteady and then ranthrough the house and out of doors leaving every door open behind her in amanner which would have brought reproof from Mrs Forbes who had begun tobe Arguseyed for fliesRacing out to the barn she appeared to Zekiel in the harness room like asmall whirlwindGet on your best things Zeke she cried hopping up and down my fatherand mother are comingIs this an india rubber girl inquired the coachman pausing to look ather with a smile What trainThree oclock Youre going with me to New York Grandpa says so to hisoffice and the boats coming tonight Get ready quick Zeke please Imgoing to wear my silk dressHold on kid for she was flying off Im to go in town with you am IAre you sure I dont want to fix up till I make Solomon look like thirtycents and then find out theres some misdealGrandpa wants you to bring me to his office thats what he saidreturned the child earnestly Lets start real _soon_Like a sprite she was back at the house and running upstairs calling forMrs ForbesThe housekeeper appeared at the door of the front room empty now for twodays of Mrs Evringhams trunks and Jewel with flushed cheeks andsparkling eyes told her great newsMrs Forbes was instantly sympathetic Come right upstairs and let me helpyou get ready Dear me tonight I wonder if theyll want any supper whenthey get hereI dont know I dont know sang Jewel to a tune of her own improvisingas she skipped aheadI dont believe they will mused Mrs Forbes Those customs take so muchtime It seems a very queer thing to me Jewel Mr Evringham letting youcome in at all Why youll very likely not get home till midnightWont it be the most _fun_ cried the child dancing to her closet andgetting her checked silk dressI guess your flannel sailor suit will be the best JewelGrandpa said I might wear my silk You see Im going to dinner with himand thats just like going to a party and I ought to be very particulardont you think soWell dont sit down on anything dirty at the wharf I expect you willreturned Mrs Forbes with a resigned sigh as she proceeded to unfastenJewels tight thick little braidsJust think what a short time well have to miss cousin Eloise said thechild Day before yesterday she went away and now tomorrow my motherllbraid my hair She gave an ecstatic sighIf thats all you wanted your cousin Eloise forto braid your hairIguess I could get to do it as well as she didOh I loved cousin Eloise for everything and I always shall love herresponded the child quickly I only meant I didnt have to trouble,15
+Produced by Jonathan Ingram Debbie Stoddart and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetIllustration SM Hussey  THE REMINISCENCES        OF AN  IRISH LAND AGENT   BEING THOSE OF    SM HUSSEY_Compiled by_ HOME GORDONWITH TWO PORTRAITSLONDON_DUCKWORTH AND COMPANY_ 3 HENRIETTA STREET WC1904Edinburgh T and A CONSTABLE Printers to His MajestyPREFACEProbably the first criticism on this book will be that it is colloquialThe reason for this lies in the fact that though Mr Hussey has for twogenerations been one of the most noted raconteurs in Ireland he hasnever been addicted to writing and for that reason has always declinedto arrange his memoirs though several times approached by publishersand strongly urged to do so by his friends notably Mr Froude and MrJohn Bright If his reminiscences are to be at all characteristic theymust be conversational and it is as a talker that he himself at lengthconsents to appear in printIn this volume he endeavours to supply some view of his own country asit has impressed itself on the most abused man in Ireland as LordJames of Hereford characterised Mr Hussey How little practical effectseveral attacks on his life and scores of threatening letters have hadon him is shown by the fact that he survives at the age of eighty toexpress the wish that his recollections may open the eyes of many aswell as prove divertingPossessing a retentive memory he has been further able to assist mewith seven large volumes of newspaper cuttings which he had collectedsince 1853 while the publishers kindly permit the use of two articleshe contributed to _Murrays Magazine_ in May and July 1887 To me thepreparation of this book has been a delightful task materially helpedby Mr Husseys family as well as by a few others on either side of theChannelHOME GORDON13 OVINGTON SQUARE SWCONTENTS         PREFACE                                       v   CHAP      I ANCESTRY                                      i     II PARENTAGE AND EARLY YEARS                    10    III EDUCATION                                    20     IV FARMING                                      30      V LAND AGENT IN CORK                           38     VI FAMINE AND FEVER                             50    VII FENIANISM                                    60   VIII MYSELF SOME FACTS AND MANY STORIES         71     IX THE HARENC ESTATE                            82      X KERRY ELECTIONS                              93     XI DRINK                                       101    XII PRIESTS                                     115   XIII CONSTABULARY AND DISPENSARY DOCTORS         127    XIV IRISH CHARACTERISTICS                       140     XV LORDLIEUTENANTS AND CHIEF SECRETARIES      162    XVI GLADSTONIAN LEGISLATION                     179   XVII THE STATE OF KERRY                          194  XVIII A GLANCE AT MY STEWARDSHIP                  202    XIX MURDER OUTRAGE AND CRIME                  212     XX THE EDENBURN OUTRAGE,9
+Produced by Juliet Sutherland Janet Blenkinship and theOnline Distributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetTHE STORY OF THE LIVING MACHINEA REVIEW OF THE CONCLUSIONS OF MODERN BIOLOGY IN REGARD TO THE MECHANISMWHICH CONTROLS THE PHENOMENA OF LIVING ACTIVITYBYHW CONNPROFESSOR OF BIOLOGY IN WESLEYAN UNIVERSITYAUTHOR OF THE STORY OF GERM LIFE EVOLUTION OF TODAYTHE LIVING WORLD ETC_WITH FIFTY ILLUSTRATIONS_NEW YORK D APPLETON AND COMPANY 1903COPYRIGHT 1899By D APPLETON AND COMPANYPREFACEThat the living body is a machine is a statement that is frequently madewithout any very accurate idea as to what it means On the one hand itis made with a belief that a strict comparison can be made between thebody and an ordinary artificial machine and that living beings arethus reduced to simple mechanisms on the other hand it is made looselywithout any special thought as to its significance and certainly withno conception that it reduces life to a mechanism The conclusion thatthe living body is a machine involving as it does a mechanicalconception of life is one of most extreme philosophical importance andno one interested in the philosophical conception of nature can fail tohave an interest in this problem of the strict accuracy of the statementthat the body is a machine Doubtless the complete story of the livingmachine can not yet be told but the studies of the last fifty yearshave brought us so far along the road toward its completion that areview of the progress made and a glance at the yet unexplored realmsand unanswered questions will be profitable For this purpose this workis designed with the hope that it may give a clear idea of the trend ofrecent biological science and of the advances made toward the solutionof the problem of lifeMIDDLETOWN CONN USA_October 1 1898_CONTENTS                                                               PAGEINTRODUCTIONBiology a new scienceHistoricalbiologyConservation of energyEvolutionCytologyNewaspects of biologyThe mechanicalnature of living organismsSignificance of the newbiological problemsOutline of the subject                     1PART I_THE RUNNING OF THE LIVING MACHINE_CHAPTER IIS THE BODY A MACHINEWhat is a machineA general comparison of a body anda machineDetails of the action of the machinePhysicalexplanation of the chief vital functionsTheliving body is a machineThe living machineconstructive as well as destructiveThe vital factor           19CHAPTER IITHE CELL AND PROTOPLASMVital propertiesThe discovery of cellsThe cell doctrineThecellThe cellular structure of organismsThecell wallProtoplasmThe reign of protoplasmThedecline of the reign of protoplasmThestructure of protoplasmThe nucleusCentrosomeFunctionof the nucleusCell division or karyokinesisFertilizationof the eggThe significance offertilizationWhat is protoplasmReaction againstthe cell doctrineFundamental vital activities aslocated in cellsSummary                                       54PART II_THE BUILDING OF THE LIVING MACHINE_CHAPTER IIITHE FACTORS CONCERNED IN THE BUILDING OF THE LIVINGMACHINEHistory of the living machineEvidence for thishistoryHistoricalEmbryologicalAnatomicalSignificanceof these sources of historyForces at work in the building ofthe living machineReproductionHeredityVariationInheritanceof variationsMethod of machine buildingMigration andisolationDirect influence of environmentConsciousnessSummaryof Natures power of building machinesThe origin of the cellmachineGeneral summary                                        131LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONSFIGURE                                                         PAGE_Amoeba Polypodia_ in six successive stages of division      _Frontispiece_1 Figure illustrating osmosis                                  302 Figure illustrating osmosis                                  313 Diagram of the intestinal walls                              324 Diagram of a single villus                                   335 Enlarged figure of four cells in the villus membrane         336 A bit of muscle showing bloodvessels                        367 A bit of bark showing cellular structure                     618 Successive stages in the division of the developing   egg                                                          639 A typical cell,52
+Produced by John Bickers and Dagny                               FERRAGUS                        CHIEF OF THE DEVORANTS                                  BY                           HONORE DE BALZAC                            Translated by                     Katharine Prescott WormeleyPREPARERS NOTE  Ferragus is the first part of a trilogy Part two is entitled  The Duchesse de Langeais and part three is The Girl with the  Golden Eyes The three stories are frequently combined under  the title The Thirteen                              DEDICATION                          To Hector Berlioz                               PREFACEThirteen men were banded together in Paris under the Empire allimbued with one and the same sentiment all gifted with sufficientenergy to be faithful to the same thought with sufficient honor amongthemselves never to betray one another even if their interestsclashed and sufficiently wily and politic to conceal the sacred tiesthat united them sufficiently strong to maintain themselves above thelaw bold enough to undertake all things and fortunate enough tosucceed nearly always in their undertakings having run the greatestdangers but keeping silence if defeated inaccessible to feartrembling neither before princes nor executioners not even beforeinnocence accepting each other for such as they were without socialprejudicescriminals no doubt but certainly remarkable throughcertain of the qualities that make great men and recruiting theirnumber only among men of mark That nothing might be lacking to thesombre and mysterious poesy of their history these Thirteen men haveremained to this day unknown though all have realized the mostchimerical ideas that the fantastic power falsely attributed to theManfreds the Fausts and the Melmoths can suggest to the imaginationToday they are broken up or at least dispersed they havepeaceably put their necks once more under the yoke of civil law justas Morgan that Achilles among pirates transformed himself from abuccaneering scourge to a quiet colonist and spent without remorsearound his domestic hearth the millions gathered in blood by the luridlight of flames and slaughterSince the death of Napoleon circumstances about which the authormust keep silence have still farther dissolved the original bond ofthis secret society always extraordinary sometimes sinister asthough it lived in the blackest pages of Mrs Radcliffe A somewhatstrange permission to relate in his own way a few of the adventures ofthese men while respecting certain susceptibilities has onlyrecently been given to him by one of those anonymous heroes to whomall society was once occultly subjected In this permission the writerfancied he detected a vague desire for personal celebrityThis man apparently still young with fair hair and blue eyes whosesweet clear voice seemed to denote a feminine soul was pale of faceand mysterious in manner he conversed affably declared himself notmore than forty years of age and apparently belonged to the veryhighest social classes The name which he assumed must have beenfictitious his person was unknown in society Who was he That noone has ever knownPerhaps in confiding to the author the extraordinary matters which herelated to him this mysterious person may have wished to see them ina manner reproduced and thus enjoy the emotions they were certain tobring to the hearts of the massesa feeling analogous to that ofMacpherson when the name of his creation Ossian was transcribed intoall languages That was certainly for the Scotch lawyer one of thekeenest or at any rate the rarest sensations a man could givehimself Is it not the incognito of genius To write the Itineraryfrom Paris to Jerusalem is to take a share in the human glory of asingle epoch but to endow his native land with another Homer was notthat usurping the work of GodThe author knows too well the laws of narration to be ignorant of thepledges this short preface is contracting for him but he also knowsenough of the history of the _Thirteen_ to be certain that his presenttale will never be thought below the interest inspired by thisprogramme Dramas steeped in blood comedies filled with terrorromantic tales through which rolled heads mysteriously decapitatedhave been confided to him If readers were not surfeited with horrorsserved up to them of late in cold blood he might reveal the calmatrocities the surpassing tragedies concealed under family life Buthe chooses in preference gentler eventsthose where scenes of puritysucceed the tempests of passion where woman is radiant with virtueand beauty To the honor of the _Thirteen_ be it said that there aresuch scenes in their history which may have the honor of being someday published as a foil of tales to listenersthat race apart fromothers so curiously energetic and so interesting in spite of itscrimesAn author ought to be above converting his tale when the tale istrue into a species of surprisegame and of taking his readers ascertain novellists do through many volumes and from cellar to cellarto show,0
+Produced by Al HainesTHE MOON OUT OF REACHBYMARGARET PEDLERAUTHOR OFTHE HOUSE OF DREAMSCOMETRUE THE SPLENDID FOLLY THE LAMP OF FATEETCNEW YORKGROSSET  DUNLAPPUBLISHERSMade in the United States of AmericaCOPYRIGHT 1921MARGARET PEDLERPRINTED IN THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICACONTENTSCHAPTER      I  THE SHINING SHIP     II  THE GOOD SAMARITAN    III  A QUESTION OF EXTERNALS     IV  THE SKELETON IN THE CUPBOARD      V  PREUX CHEVALIER     VI  A FORGOTTEN FAN    VII  THE OTHER SIDE OF THE DOOR   VIII  THE MIDDLE OF THE STAIRCASE     IX  A SKIRMISH WITH DEATH      X  INDECISION     XI  GOING WITH THE TIDE    XII  THE DOUBLE BARRIER   XIII  BY THE LOVERS BRIDGE    XIV  RELATIONSINLAW     XV  KING ARTHURS CASTLE    XVI  SACRED TROTH   XVII  THE KEYS OF HEAVEN  XVIII  TILL DEATH US DO PART    XIX  THE PRICE     XX  THE CAKE DOOR    XXI  LADY GERTRUDES POINT OF VIEW   XXII  THE OFFERING OF FIRSTFRUITS  XXIII  A QUESTION OF HONOUR   XXIV  FLIGHT    XXV  AN UNEXPECTED MEETING   XXVI  THE WIDTH OF A WORLD BETWEEN  XXVII  THE DARK ANGEL XXVIII  GOODBYE   XXIX  ON THIN ICE    XXX  SEEKING TO FORGET   XXXI  TOWARDS UNKNOWN WAYS  XXXII  THE GREEN CAR XXXIII  KEEPING FAITH  XXXIV  THE WHITE FLAME   XXXV  THE GATES OF FATE  XXXVI  ROGERS REFUSAL XXXVII  THE GREAT HEALER  EMPTY HANDS  Away in the sky high over our heads    With the width of a world between  The far Moon sails like a shining ship    Which the Dreamers eyes have seen  And empty hands are outstretched in vain    While aching eyes beseech  And hearts may break that cry for the Moon    The silver Moon out of reach  But sometimes God on His great white Throne    Looks down from the Heaven above  And lays in the hands that are empty    The tremulous Star of Love  MARGARET PEDLERNOTEMusical setting by Adrian Butt  Published by Edward Schuberth Co 11 East 22nd Street New YorkTHE MOON OUT OF REACHCHAPTER ITHE SHINING SHIPShe was kneeling on the hearthrug grasping the poker firmly in one handNow and again she gave the fire a truculent prod with it as though toemphasise her remarksAsk and ye shall receive     _Tout vient à point à celui qui saitattendre_  Where on earth is there any foundation for such optimismId like to knowA sleek brown head bent determinedly above some sewing lifted itself anda pair of amused eyes rested on the speakerReally Nan you mustnt confound French proverbs with quotations fromthe Scriptures  Theyre not at all the same thingThose two run on parallel lines anyway  When I was a kiddie I used toprayIve prayed for hours and it wasnt through any lack of faith thatmy prayers werent answered  On the contrary I was enormouslyastonished to find how entirely the Almighty had overlooked my requestfor a white pony like the one at the circusWell then my dear try to solace yourself with the fact thateverything comes at last to him who knows how to waitBut it doesntPenelope Craig reflected a momentDo youknowhow to wait she demanded with a significant littleaccent on the word knowIve waited in vain  No white pony has ever come and if it trotted innowwhy I dont want one any longer  I tell you Pennytapping anemphatic forefinger on the others kneeyou never get your wishes untilyouve outgrown themYouve reached the mature age of threeandtwentydrily  Its atrifle early to be so definiteNot a bit  I want my wishes _now_ while Im young and can enjoythemlots of money and amusement and happiness  Theyll be no good tome when Im seventy or soEven at seventy remarked Penelope sagely wealth is better thanpovertymuch  And I can imagine amusement and happiness being quitedesirable even at three score years and tenNan Davenant grimacedPhilosophers she observed are a highly irritating speciesBut what do you want my dear Youre always kicking against the pricksWhat do you really _want_The coals slipped with a grumble in the grate and a blue flame shot upthe chimney  Nan stretched out her hand for the matches and lit acigarette  Then she blew a cloud of speculative smoke into the airI dont know she said slowly  Adding whimsically I believe thatsthe root of the troublePenelope regarded her criticallyIll tell you whats the matter she returned  During the war youlived on excitementI worked jolly hard interpolated Nan indignantlyThe others eyes softenedI know you worked she said quickly  Like a brick  But all the sameyou did live on excitementnarrow shaves of death during airraidsdances galore and beautiful boys in khaki home on leave in convenientrotation to take you anywhere and everywhere  You felt you were workingfor them and they knew they were fighting for you and the whole fouryears was just one pulsing throbbing rush  Oh I know  You were caughtup into it just the same as the rest of the world and now that its overand normal existence is feebly struggling up to the surface again youreall to pieces hugely dissatisfied like everyone elseAt least Im in the fashion thenPenelope smiled brieflySmall credit to you if you are she retorted  People are simplyshirking work nowadays  And youre as,13
+Produced by David Starner Jonathan Niehof and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetTranscribers Note Accented Chinese words have been represented withthe appropriate Pinyin tone number The macron is marked as tone 1Uwithbreve is rendered without the breve as it carries no informationJapanese long vowels are represented with circumflexes instead of macronsUTF8 and HTML versions of this text with the original accents are alsoavailable_Translations by Arthur Waley_I A HUNDRED AND SEVENTY CHINESE POEMSII MORE TRANSLATIONS FROM THE CHINESE             MORE TRANSLATIONS             FROM THE CHINESE                    BY               ARTHUR WALEY                 NEW YORK            ALFRED  A  KNOPF                  MCMXIXCOPYRIGHT 1919 BYALFRED A KNOPF INCPRINTED BY THE VAILBALLOU CO BINGHAMTON NYON WARRENS INDIA TINT OLD STYLE PAPERBOUND BY THE PLIMPTON PRESS NORWOOD MASSCONTENTS                                                           PAGEINTRODUCTION                                                  5CHÜ YÜAN     The Great Summons                                       13WANG WEI     Prose Letter                                            23LI PO     Drinking Alone by Moonlight                             27     In the Mountains on a Summer Day                        29     Waking from Drunkenness on a Spring Day                 30     SelfAbandonment                                        31     To Tan Chiu                                            32     Clearing at Dawn                                        33PO CHÜI     Life of Po Chüi                                        35     After Passing the Examination                           37     Escorting Candidates to the Examination Hall            38     In Early Summer Lodging in a Temple to Enjoy        the Moonlight                                        39     Sick Leave                                              40     Watching the Reapers                                    41     Going Alone to Spend a Night at the HsienYu        Temple                                               42,3
+Produced by Juliet Sutherland David Gundry and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetAMERICANMEN OF ACTIONBYBURTON E STEVENSONAUTHOR OF A GUIDE TO BIOGRAPHYMEN OF MINDA SOLDIER OF VIRGINIA ETC COMPILER OFDAYS AND DEEDSPOETRY DAYS ANDDEEDSPROSE ETCGARDEN CITY NEW YORKDOUBLEDAY PAGE  COMPANY1913                                   COPYRIGHT 1909 1910 BYDOUBLEDAY PAGE  COMPANY                                   Illustration WASHINGTON                                   CONTENTSCHAPTERIA TALK ABOUT BIOGRAPHYIITHE BEGINNERS        Summary to Chapter IIIIIWASHINGTON TO LINCOLN        Summary to Chapter IIIIVLINCOLN AND HIS SUCCESSORS        Summary to Chapter IVVSTATESMEN        Summary to Chapter VVIPIONEERS        Summary to Chapter VIVIIGREAT SOLDIERS        Summary to Chapter VIIVIIIGREAT SAILORS        Summary to Chapter VIIIINDEX                                   LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONSWashington    _Frontispiece_ColumbusJeffersonJacksonLincolnClevelandFranklinWebsterBooneGrantLeeDewey                                   AMERICAN MEN OF ACTION                                   CHAPTER IA TALK ABOUT BIOGRAPHYNo doubt most of you think biography dull reading You would much rathersit down with a good story But have you ever thought what a story isIt is nothing but a bit of makebelieve biographyLet us see in the first place just what biography means It is formedfrom two Greek words bios meaning life and graphein meaning towrite lifewriting In other words a biography is the story of thelife of some individual Now what the novelist does is to write thebiographies of the people of his story not usually from the cradle tothe grave but for that crucial period of their careers which markedsome great success or failure and he tries to make them so lifelikeand natural that we will halfbelieve they are real people and that thethings he tells about really happened Sometimes to accomplish this heeven takes the place of one of his own characters and tells the storyin the first person as Dickens does in David Copperfield That iscalled autobiography which is merely a third Greek word autosmeaning self added to the others An automobile for instance is aselfmoving vehicle So autobiography is the biography of oneself Thegreat aim of the novelist is by any means within his power to make histale seem true and the truer it isthe truer to human nature and thefacts of lifethe greater is his triumphNow why is it that everyone likes to read these makebelievebiographies Because we are all interested in what other people aredoing and thinking and because a good story tells in an entertainingway about lifelike people into whom the storyteller has breathedsomething of his own personality Then how does it come that so few ofus care to read the biographies of real people which ought to be allthe more interesting because they are true instead of makebelieveWell in the first place because most of us have never tried to readbiography in the right way and so think it tiresome and uninterestingHavent you more than once made up your mind that you wouldnt like athing just from the look of it without ever having tasted it You knowthe old proverb One mans food is another mans poison It isnt atrue proverbindeed few proverbs are truebecause we are all builtalike and no mans food will poison any other man although the otherman may think so and may really show all the symptoms of poisoningjust because he has made up his mind toMost of you approach biography in that way You look through the bookand you see it isnt divided up into dialogue as a story is and thereare no illustrations only pictures of crabbedlooking people and soyou decide that you are not going to like it and consequently you dontlike it no matter how likeable it isIt isnt wholly your fault that you have acquired this feelingStrangely enough most biographies give no such impression of reality asgood fiction does John Ridd for instance is more alive for most of usthan Thomas Jeffersonthe one is a fleshandblood personality whilethe other is merely a name This is because the average biographerapparently does not comprehend that his first duty is to make hissubject seem alive or lacks the art to do it and so produces merely alayfigure draped with the clothing of the period And usually hemisses the point and fails miserably because he concerns himself withthe mere doing of deeds and not with that greatest of all things thedevelopment of characterAll great biographies are written with insight and imagination as wellas with truth that is the biographer tries in the first place tofind out not only what his subject did but what he thought he tries torealize him thoroughly and then reconstructing the scenes throughwhich he moved interprets him for us He endeavors to give us therounded impression of a human beingof a man who really walked andtalked and loved and hatedso that we,9
+Produced by Juliet Sutherland Sankar Viswanathan and theOnline Distributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet                           MELCHIORS DREAM                           AND OTHER TALES                                  BY                        JULIANA HORATIA EWING                                LONDON              SOCIETY FOR PROMOTING CHRISTIAN KNOWLEDGE                 NORTHUMBERLAND AVENUE WC                   NEW YORK E   JB YOUNG  CO       Published under the direction of the General Literature                              CommitteeDedicatedTOFOUR BROTHERS AND FOUR SISTERSCONTENTS    MELCHIORS DREAM    THE BLACKBIRDS NEST    FRIEDRICHS BALLAD    A BIT OF GREEN    MONSIEUR THE VISCOUNTS FRIEND    THE YEWLANE GHOSTS    A BAD HABIT    A HAPPY FAMILYEDITORS PREFACEIt is always a memorable era in a mothers life when she firstintroduces a daughter into society Many things contribute to make itso among which is the fact of the personal blessing to herself inhaving been permitted to see the dayto have been spared that is towatch over her child in infancy and now to see her entering life uponher own accountBut a more uncommon privilege is the one granted to me on the presentoccasion of introducing a daughter into the literary world and thefeelings of pride and pleasure it calls forth are certainly not lesspowerful than those created by the commoner occurrence It is mycomfort also to add that these are not overclouded by any painfulanxiety or misgiving There may be differences of opinion as to theprecise amount of literary merit in these tales but viewed as thefirst productions of a young author they are surely full of promisewhile their whole tone and aim is so unmistakably high that eventhose who criticize the style will be apt to respect the writerI ought here to express a hope that it will not be thoughtpresumptuous on my part to undertake the office of introduction Ibeg it to be understood that I address myself especially to thosereaders who have I speak it with deep gratitude and pleasurelistened kindly and favourably to me for several years past and whowill I trust be no less well disposed towards my daughterswritingsTo them also it may be interesting to know that in the JHG ofMelchiors Dream etc they will find the original of my ownportrait of Aunt JudyBut I have still something more to say another little bit ofgratification to express What one sister has written another hasillustrated by her pencil a cause of double thankfulness in my heartto Him from whom all good gifts comeMARGARET GATTYNOTE_The foregoing Preface was written for the firstedition of Melchiors Dream and other Tales This was published in1862 under Mrs Ewings maiden initials JHG It contained thefirst five stories in the present volume and these were illustratedby the writers eldest sister MSG_MELCHIORS DREAMAN ALLEGORYThou that hast given so much to me Give one thing moreagrateful heartGEORGE HERBERTWell father I dont believe the Browns are a bit better off than weare and yet when I spent the day with young Brown we cooked allsorts of messes in the afternoon and he wasted twice as much rum andbrandy and lemons in his trash as I should want to make good punchof He was quite surprised too when I told him that our mincepieswere kept shut up in the larder and only brought out at mealtimesand then just one apiece he said they had mincepies always goingand he got one whenever he liked Old Brown never blows up about thatsort of thing he likes Adolphus to enjoy himself in the holidaysparticularly at ChristmasThe speaker was a boyif I may be allowed to use the word in speakingof an individual whose jackets had for some time past been resignedto a younger member of his family and who daily in the privacy ofhis own apartment examined his soft cheeks by the aid of his sistersbackhair glass He was a handsome boy too tall and likeDavidruddy and of a fair countenance and his face thoughclouded then bore the expression of general amiability He was theeldest son in a large young family and was being educated at one ofthe best public schools He did not it must be confessed thinkeither small beer or small beans of himself and as to the beer andbeans that his family thought of him I think it was pale ale andkidneybeans at leastYoung Hopeful had however his weak points like the rest of us andperhaps one of the weakest was the difficulty he found in amusinghimself without _bothering_ other people He had quite a monomania forproposing the most troublesome larks at the most inconvenientmoments and if his plans were thwarted an Æolian harp is cheerfulcompared to the tone in which arguing and lamenting heFought his battles oer againto the distraction of every occupied member of the householdWhen the lords of,13
+Produced by Michael Ciesielski Christine D and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetIllustrasie VoorbladTotiusTrekkersweeMet tekeninge vanJH PierneefTafelbergINHOUDn Woord van InleidingSilwer Strale      1Goue Gode         31Groue Grawe       59n Woord van InleidingDie versies verplaas ons boop die Rand ongeveer waar Johannesburgnou lê Daar het oom Gert n trekker met vrou en enigste dogtergaan woon Later kom oom Koos n kolonis wat in die nabyheid grondgekoop het Sy seun Willem raak verlief op Dina oom Gert se dogterNadat die twee families saam Perdekraalfees gevier het gaan Willemen Dina trouDie tweede versereeks beskrywe die ontdekking van die goudvelde en dieopkoms van Johannesburg maar ook die verleiding waaraan Willem enDina wat by oom Gert inwoon blootgestel is en waarvoor hulle beswykDie tweede stuk eindig dan met die groot BoerBritse oorlogDie derde versereeks verplaas ons in die tyd toe die Unie tot standgekom het en beskryf die treurige einde van oom Gert en DinaDis die simpele storie waarop die hele gedig gebou is Ons kan hiernog byvoeg dat die SA Akademie deur die vrygewigheid van genlHertzog in staat gestel is om jaarliks n milde geldprys virletterkundige werke uit te loof Die prys vir 1915 is aan hierdiegedig toegekenIllustrasie Verloreklein lê op die Rand  hul huisie in dietrekkerslandSilwer StraleIDis heuwels heuwels heuwels netsover n mens se oog kan speurgrasheuwels waar ook riwwe gaanmet enkele stroompies tussendeurDaar is geen hoë berge niewant hoog is daar die wêreld selfen luggies waai daar dun en frisof dit stroom uit die blou gewelfDie baie dale en klowe watdie hoogland kruis en dwars deursnybied winterskuiling vir die veewat anders al te koud sal kryEn as die eerste rypies valtrek bosveld toe wat kanom daar in lekker warrem sonhul winterlaers uit te spanMaar somers is dit heerlik opdie Rand dan lê in sonnegewaaddie heuwels soos ramme te sluimerslaaplangs strome wat lag en praatDan reën die wolke somaar ashul swaar skuif oor die hoë landen die dak van Transvaal se geute spuitdie water weg na alle kantDáár in die hoë wildheid metsy huppelende heuwelskoonhet jarelank n trekker metsy vrou en kind alleen gewoonIIVerloreklein lê op die Randhul huisie in die trekkerslanddit is n stip net in die weidie rietedak en muurtjies van kleiDaarlanges lê die beestekraalwaar smiddags doodse stilte daalas kalfies in die son gebraaidie vlieë van hul kop lê waaiso domgerus en blyontsteldeers opspring as uit ruie velddie koeie aandraf wat met hulgeloei die awendstond vervuln Bietjie verder van die huiswaar mielieblare helder ruisas windgeroer hul sanggeluidhef bo die dowwe velddreun uitlê laer af n klein vierkantdie rooi geploegde akkerlandwaaruit die boer by goeie jaarsy mielies ál sy graan vergaarn Enkele perske aan die luggewénd dra daar sy goudgeel vrugen bied gedroog in wintertydn skaarsverkrygbre soetigheidDit is die plasie wat daar legsó rustig in die wydte wegn koninkrykie op homselfwaaroor n helder hemel welfIIINou ry n ruiter oor die rantDie bodeur s oop al as hy komnet die onderdeur se werwel draain vrouehand by die aanklop omSy groet as sy hom binnelaaten vra hom wat sy wense ishy moes maar bietjie sit as sy gaanom pa te sê dat daar mense isSy skuif verby met mooie buigen stap met ligte voetstap wegDie vreemdeling sien skrams nog nethaar volle wese en harevlegn Glimp n glans n gouigheidnes of n gees verskynMaar nooit sal in sy lewenstyddié ligbeeld uit sy siel verdwynSo halfverleë asof bespiedlaat sy haar hande strelend glyoor halme wat in volle saadhul hooghef aan haar wedersyen saai n handvol grassaad heendenkend so in verbygaan datby seëning van wind en reënn enkele wel sal wortel vatIntussen kom haar moeder metn lekker koppie koffie aansy sit gesels en sien haar kindal verder na haar man toe gaanIVHoe lyk dit of die plasie soallénig in die wêreld legIs daar geen ander plase omheennaby en verderwegEk sien daar nog geen telegraafof kronkelende spoorwegbaangeen stofferige heuwelpadwat na die trekkerswoning gaanNet oor die werf met kweek deurwaslê duidelik in kronkelspoorso loop die mens se voet altyddie voetpad na die watervoorEn verder aan die werf se kantjuis waar die hoë halme waaisien ek n tweelingstrepie watbevallig deur die velde swaaiDie tweelingspoortjies so geringmet die maanhaar tussenbeiis die kompas wat trekkersboerdeur skraal bewoonde streke leiDit is sy seker spoorwegbaanmeteens sy wisse telgraaflynwaarlanges gaan sy tripplaar ensy stadige ossewatreinWanneer die land kom in gevaardan sien jy langs die lyntjies glyn wakker stoet van burgers watop wakker perdjies ryVDie moeder kyk maar al weer uitdie tyd begin nou lank te valdaar is haar dogter by haar manen ja daar kom hul alDag neef Is dit die oudste seunvan buurman Koos miskienEk het hom so n dag of watvir die eerste keer gesienOom ja en pa laat vra om saamin een geselskap op te trekalléén sal ons te vreemd ons voelop Perdekraal se saamkomplekSê vir jou pa dis goed my neefKom maar die middag bietjie vroegdan ry ons nog n aandskof enis daar die môre vroeg genoegKyk daar is Perdekraaldaar waar die laaste heuwels rysOom buig hom oor die onderdeurterwyl sy vingers wysWel oom dis goed ons sal so maakDan sal hy ook maar weer vertrekHy gooi die teuels oor sy perden ry weer oor dieselfde nekBoop die nek loer hy verlaasversigtig nog na agter omof hy nog iets kan sien maar needie nôi het nie weer uitgekomVIo Die eensaamhuiswaartse riten die eerste gedagtes aan haarDit is die eerste keer dat hydie uitdraaipaadjie nie gewaarHy is verdwaald en dis al aandSy droomgedagte is skielik wegmaar nou sit hy n plan te maakwat tuisgekom te segSy mense sit aan tafel ashy inkom met n stram gesigen kort en goed sy boodskap doenmet oë op sy bord gerigMaar Willem vra sy suster homwat kom jy dan vanaand so laatHet jy heelmiddag daar geselsen so jou tyd verpraatMa hoe lyk Willem vir my so snaaksHy is tog dalk nie doodgegôigeraak nie in die stilligheidop die Transvaalse takhaarnôiBly stil so sê hy nukkrigkortDie oom daar was eers vér opsyen by die huistoekom het ekverkeerde pad geryNou word dit,3
+Produced by Louise Hope Frank van Drogen the NetherlandsTeam and the Online Distributed Proofreading Team athttpwwwpgdpnet Transcribers NoteThis text is given in three independent versions separated by triplerows of asterisks  Latin alone  Dutch alone  Latin and Dutch interlockedSidenotes to the Latin text have been collected at the beginning toact as a table of contents Those that appear at the beginning of aparagraph along with a few others that function as explanatory noteshave also been kept in their original placesGreek words appearing in the Latin text have been transliterated andplaced between marksFootnotes to the Latin text were added by the transcriber usinginformation in the parallel Dutch text  IllustrationIllustratie  IMAGOERASMIROTERODA  MIABALBERTODVREROAD  VIVAMEFFIGIEMDELINIATA  TÊNKREITTÔTASUNGRAMMATADEIXEI  MDXXVI   AD             ENCOMIUM ARTIS MEDICÆ      Desiderio Erasmo Roterodamo Autore            DE LOF DER GENEESKUNDE                     van              Desiderius Erasmus                                                                                                      _Erasmus Roterodamus__D Henrico Afinio Lyrano_            _insigni Medico_                _SD_Nuper dum bibliothecam recenseo doctissime Afini venit in manusoratio quaedam olim mihi nihil non experienti in laudem artis medicaedeclamata continuo visum est orationem non optimam optimo dicaremedico ut vel tui nominis lenocinio studiosorum centuriis commendeturErit hoc interim mei in te animi qualecunque documentum dum dabituraliud nostra necessitudine digniusBene valeLovanii tertio Idus Martias Anno MDXVIIISidenotes_Attentio__Propositio__Laudandi ratio per comparationem__Dignitas et autoritas medicinae_  _Inventio artis_  _Torquet exemplum in suum commodum__A difficultate_  _Longum hyperbaton_  _Divina res medicina_  _Laus ab effectu_  _Ars medicorum et mortuos excitare credita est_  _Initium vitae medicis debetur_  _Ab utilitate perpetua__Senectam remoratur ars medicorum__Totum hominem curat medicus_  _Temperaturam corporis emendat medicus_  _A simili_  _Plato__Principibus maxime necessarius medicus_  _Ab exemplo_  _Honos habitus medicinae_  _Honora medicum__A similibus__Sanitatis custos medicus_  _Exempla_  _Christus non aegrotavit_  _Confutatio_  _Donum curationis__Exemplum_  _Detorquet__Quibus culta medicina_  _Moses_  _Orpheus_  _Homerus_  _Moly_  _Nepenthes_  _Machaon_  _Paeon_  _Chiron__Christus ipse medicus_  _Paulus medicus_  _Raphael__A simili_  _Seleucides__A quaestu__Confutatio_  _Ex Aristophane_  _Proverbium__Epilogus_          DECLAMATIO ERASMI ROTERODAMI            IN LAUDEM ARTIS MEDICÆ  Sidenote _Attentio_Quo saepius est ars medicinae meditatis et elaboratis orationibushoc ex loco apud plerosque vestrum praedicata idque a viris singularifacundia praeditis auditores celeberrimi hoc mihi sane minus estfiduciae me vel tantae rei vel aurium vestrarum expectationisatisfacturum Neque enim rem prope divinam nostra facile assequeturinfantia neque vulgaris oratio de re toties audita taedium possiteffugere  Sidenote _Propositio_Verumtamen ne salutari maiorum instituto videar deesse qui solenniencomio juventutis animos ad huius praeclarae scientiae studiumadmirationem amorem excitandos accendendos inflammandosquecensuerunt experiar et ipse pro mea virili siquidem me dicentemadjutabit vestra tum attentio tum humanitas favore candido prosequensquem ad hoc muneris vestra adegit autoritas medicae facultatisdignitatem autoritatem usum necessitatem non dicam explicare quodprorsus infiniti fuerit negotii sed summatim modo perstringere acveluti confertissimas locupletissimae cujuspiam reginae opes pertransennam ut aiunt studiosorum exhibere conspectibus  Sidenote _Laudandi ratio per comparationem_Cuius quidem ea vel praecipua laus est primum quod nullis omninopraeconiis indiget ipsa abunde per se vel utilitate vel necessitatecommendata mortalibus Deinde quod toties iam a tam praeclaris ingeniispraedicata semper tamen novam laudum suarum materiam ingeniis etiamparum foecundis ex sese suppeditat ut nihil necesse sit eam vulgatomore invidiosis illis contentionibus non sine caeterarum disciplinarumcontumelia depraedicare Quin illud magis metuendum ne domesticasillius dotes ne germanam ac nativam amplitudinem ne majestatem humanaconditione maiorem mortalis oratio non assequatur Tantum abest ut velaliena contumelia vel asciticiis Rhetorum fucis aut amplificationumpraestigiis sit attollenda Sidenote gnômê Mediocrium estformarum deformiorum comparatione aut cultus lenociniis commendarires per se vereque praeclaras satis est vel nudas oculis ostendisse  Sidenote _Dignitas et autoritas medicinae_Iam primum enim ut ad rem festinemus reliquae artes quoniam nulla nonmagnam aliquam vitae commoditatem attulit summo quidem in pretio fuereVerum medicinae quondam tam admirabilis fuit humano generi inventio tamdulcis experientia ut eius autores aut plane pro diis habiti sintvelut Apollo et huius filius Aesculapius imo quod ait Pliniussingula quosdam inventa deorum numero addiderunt aut certe divinishonoribus digni sint existimati velut Asclepiades quem Illyricinuminis instar receptum Herculi in honoribus aequarunt Non equidemprobo quod fecit antiquitas affectum sane ac iudicium laudo quippequae recte et senserit et declararit docto fidoque medico nullum satisdignum praemium persolvi posse  Sidenote _A difficultate_Etenim si quis secum reputet quam multiplex in corporibus humanisdiversitas quanta ex aetatibus sexu regionibus coelo educationestudiis usu varietas quam infinita in tot milibus herbarum nequid interim dicam de caeteris remediis quae alibi aliae nascunturdiscrimina Tum quot sint morborum genera quae trecenta nominatimfuisse prodita scribit Plinius exceptis generum partibus quarum omniumquam nullus sit numerus facile perpendet qui tantum norit quot formasin se febris vocabulum complectatur ut ex uno caetera aestimenturexceptis his qui quotidie novi accrescunt neque secus accrescuntquam si de composito cum arte nostra bellum suscepisse videanturExceptis venenorum plus mille periculis quorum quot species sunttot sunt mortis genera totidem remediorum differentias flagitantiaExceptis casibus quotidianis lapsuum ruinarum ruptionum adustionumluxationum vulnerum atque his consimilium quae prope cum ipsomorborum agmine ex aequo certant Denique,9
+Produced by Barbara Tozier Melissa ErRaqabi and theOnline Distributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetPOINT LACE AND DIAMONDSBYGEORGE A BAKER JRPOINT LACEANDDIAMONDSBYGEORGE A BAKER JRAUTHOR OF_The Bad Habits of Good Society West Point etc_NEW AND REVISED EDITIONWITH NUMEROUS NEW POEMSIllustrationNEW YORKFREDERICK A STOKES COMPANYMDCCCXCIIICopyrighted in 1875 by FB PattersonCopyright 1886By White Stokes  AllenCONTENTS                                             PAGERetrospection                                   1A Rosebud in Lent                               4A Reformer                                      5In the Record Room Surrogates Office          6_De Lunatico_                                   8_Pro Patria et Gloria_                         11After the German                               15An Idyl of the Period                          17Chivalrie                                      22A Piece of Advice                              24_Zwei Könige auf Orkadal_                      27A Song                                         28Making New Years Calls                        30Jack and Me                                    34_Les Enfants Perdus_                           37Chinese Lanterns                               40Thoughts on the Commandments                   43Marriage _à la Mode_ A Trilogy                45The StayatHomes Plaint                    58The StayatHomes Pæan                      62Eight Hours                                    65Sleeping Beauty                                68Easter Morning                                 71A Legend of St Valentine                      75FrostBitten                                   79A Song                                         81Old Photographs                                83_Le Dernier Jour dun Condamné_              85Christmas Greens                               88Lake MahopacSaturday Night,3
+Produced by David Newman Daniel Emerson Griffith and theOnline Distributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet                         Illustration            TOM PINCH AT THE ORGAN                                     _Frontispiece_CHARLES DICKENS AND MUSICBY JAMES T LIGHTWOODAUTHOR OF HYMNTUNES AND THEIR STORYLondonCHARLES H KELLY2535 CITY ROAD AND 26 PATERNOSTER ROW EC_First Edition 1912_IN PLEASANT MEMORY OF MANY HAPPY YEARS AT PEMBROKE HOUSE LYTHAMPREFACEFor many years I have been interested in the various musicalreferences in Dickens works and have had the impression thata careful examination of his writings would reveal an aspect ofhis character hitherto unknown and I may add unsuspectedThe centenary of his birth hastened a work long contemplatedand a first reading after many years brought to light anamount of material far in excess of what I anticipated while asecond examination convinced me that there is perhaps no greatwriter who has made a more extensive use of music to illustratecharacter and create incident than Charles Dickens From anhistorical point of view these references are of the utmostimportance for they reflect to a nicety the general conditionof ordinary musical life in England during the middle of thelast century We do not of course look to Dickens for ahistory of classical music during the periodthose who wantthis will find it in the newspapers and magazines but for thestory of music in the ordinary English home for the popularsongs of the period for the average musical attainments ofthe middle and lower classes music was not the correct thingamongst the upper ten we must turn to the pages of Dickensnovels It is certainly strange that no one has hitherto thoughtof tapping this source of information In and about 1887 thepapers teemed with articles that outlined the history of musicduring the first fifty years of Victorias reign but I havenot seen one that attempted to derive firsthand informationfrom the sources referred to nor indeed does the subject ofDickens and Music ever appear to have received the attentionwhich in my opinion it deservesI do not profess to have chronicled _all_ the musical referencesnor has it been possible to identify every one of the numerousquotations from songs although I have consulted such excellentauthorities as Dr Cummings Mr Worden Preston and Mr JAllanson Benson Bromley I have to thank Mr Frank Kidson whoI understand had already planned a work of this descriptionfor his kind advice and assistance There is no living writerwho has such a wonderful knowledge of old songs as Mr Kidsona knowledge which he is ever ready to put at the disposal ofothers Even now there are some halfdozen songs which everyattempt to run to earth has failed though I have tried tomole em out as Mr Pancks would say by searching throughsome hundreds of songbooks and some thousands of separate songsShould any of my readers be able to throw light on darkplaces I shall be very glad to hear from them with a view tomaking the information here presented as complete and correctas possible if another edition should be called for MayI suggest to the Secretaries of our Literary SocietiesGuilds and similar organizations that a pleasant eveningmight be spent in rendering some of the music referred to byDickens The proceedings might be varied by readings from hisworks or by historical notes on the music Many of the piecesare still in print and I shall be glad to render assistance intracing them Perhaps this idea will also commend itself to themembers of the Dickens Fellowship an organization with whichall lovers of the great novelist ought to associate themselves                                         JAMES T LIGHTWOOD  LYTHAM    _October 1912_    I truly love Dickens and discern in the inner man of    him a tone of real Music which struggles to express    itself as it may in these bewildered stupefied    and indeed very crusty and distracted daysbetter    or worse                                          THOMAS CARLYLECONTENTS    CHAP                                             PAGE      I  DICKENS AS A MUSICIAN                          1     II  INSTRUMENTAL COMBINATIONS                     23    III  VARIOUS INSTRUMENTS FLUTE ORGAN GUITAR          AND SOME HUMMERS                            36     IV  VARIOUS INSTRUMENTS _continued_             56      V  CHURCH MUSIC,23
+Produced by Internet ArchiveCanadian Librarieshttpwwwarchiveorgdetailstoronto Suzanne LybargerMelissa ErRaqabi and the Online Distributed ProofreadingTeam at httpwwwpgdpnetLETTERS TO HELENIllustration CRUCIFIX CORNERBetween MONTAUBAN  HIGH WOODOne of the hands was shot away and the figure hangs there suspendedfrom the otherLETTERS TO HELENImpressions of an Artiston the Western FrontBy KEITH HENDERSONIllustratedLONDONCHATTO  WINDUSMCMXVIIPREFACEThese letters were never intended for publicationBut when the pictures were brought back from France it was suggestedthat they should be reproduced and a book evolvedThen a certain person who shall be nameless conceived the dastardlyidea of exposing private correspondence to the public eye He provedwilful in the matter and this book came into the worldILLUSTRATIONSCRUCIFIX CORNER                         _Frontispiece_A CONFERENCE IN THE CHATEAU           _To face page_ 6BAILLEUL                                            10LE MONT DES CATS                                    18FRICOURT CEMETERY                                   32TRENCHES BETWEEN FRICOURT AND LA BOISELLE           48GIRD TRENCH                                         54A HOUSE IN GEUDECOURT                               60A WOUNDED TANK                                      66EXPLOSION OF AN AMMUNITION DUMP                     78THE BUTTE DE WARLENCOURT                            92PERONNE                                            106LETTERS TO HELEN_June 6 1916_Well here we are in the slowest train that ever limped and Ive beento sleep for seven hours The first good sleep since leaving EnglandAnd now as weve got twentyeight hours to go still theres time towrite a letter The last three days postcards have been scrappy andunintelligible but we departed without warning and with the mostSherlock Holmes secrecy Not a word about which ports we were sailingfrom or toHowever Ill tell you what I can without disclosing any names ofplacesAfter moving off at midnight from among the Hampshire pinetrees weeventually reached our port of departure Great fun detraining thehorses and getting them on board The men were in the highest spiritsBut how disgusting those cold rank smells of a dock areWe sailed the following evening Hideously rough and it took seventeenand a half hours The men very quiet indeed and packed like sardinesIt was wonderful to think of all those eager souls in all those shipsmaking for France together over the black deep water Some had gonebefore and some came after But the majority went over that night Ifelt decidedly ill And it was nervous work going round seeing after thehorses and men when a crisis might have occurred at any momentLuckily however dignity was preserved Land at last hove in sight asthe grey morning grew paler and clearer What busylooking quays Moreclatter of disembarkation No time to think or look aboutThen all being ready we mounted and trekked off to a socalled restcamp near the town most uneasy and hectic But food late that eveningrestored our hilarity A few hours sleep and we moved off once moreinto the night the horses feet sounding loud and harsh on the unendingFrench cobbles By 8 am we were all packed into this train Now we arepassing by lovely almost English wooded hills Here a wellknown townwith its cathedral looks most enticing I long to explore Such singingfrom the mens carriages Being farmers mostly they are interested inthe unhedged fields and the acres of cloches They go into hysterics oflaughter when the French people assail them with smiles brokenEnglishFrench and long loaves of bread They think the long loaves_very_ humorous There are YMCA canteens at most stations so we arewell fed The horses are miserable of course They were unhappy onboard ship A horse cant be sick you know even if he wants to Andnow they are wretched in their trucks Rinaldo and Swallow are ofcourse terrified while Jezebel having rapidly thought out thesituation takes it all very quietly She has just eaten an enormouslunch Poor Rinaldo wouldnt touch his and Swallow only ate a verylittleSidenote FRANCE AT LASTIn this carriage Jorrocks is snoring like thunder Edward is eatingchocolate Sir John is trying to plough through one of these Frenchynewspapersdamned nonsense you know they dont know what it all meansthemselves And Julian is scrutinizing a map of our areaEveryone is so glad to be going up right into it now That potteringabout at home was most irritating Just spit and,53
+Produced by Juliet Sutherland Melissa ErRaqabi and theOnline Distributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetThe Fotygraft AlbumShown to the New Neighbor byRebecca Sparks PetersAged ElevenIllustrationDrawings and Text byFrank WingChicagoThe Reilly  Britton CoCopyright 1915byThe Reilly  Britton CoFirst Edition Published May 7 1915Second Edition Published Aug 23 1915Third Edition Published Nov 10 1915Fourth Edition Published Dec 15 1915Fifth Edition Published Jan 5 1916Sixth Edition Published May 1 1916Seventh Edition Published Sept 1 1916Illustration TURN OVERWhy how ddo Mrs Miggs Come right on in Mas jist run over tSmiths a minute t borruh some thread and some mlasses and a couple uhaigs Aw yes come onshell be right back Lets see Spose we set onth sofa and Ill show yuh th album sos yuhll kinda begin t know someof our folks We like t be real neighborly and make new folks feel thome There now were fixedThis here first ones ma when she was little Aint she cute Her UncleSeth kep a store up t Davenport and he give her them furs Real mink Ithink it wasTurn overIllustrationThats Aunt Mary Jane Darnell Her jimpsonweed salve and peachperserves was th best he ever see pa says She couldnt abide a man thatprimpedIllustrationThems grampa and gramma Sparks mas pa and ma Grampa liked bees andmade lots of money offm honey He was awful good t grammaMa says you kin allus trust a bee manIllustrationHeres Ferdinand Ashur Peebles a favorite cousin of mas He aint gotmuch time fer them t aint so good as what he is so pa dont like him sovery well Says hes a hippercrit One time ma was showin this pitchuret somebody and she says This is a boy were proud of Cousin Ferd fullof good works and prunes pa puts in and it made ma awful madTurn overIllustrationThems pas pa and ma grampa n gramma Peters Jist look at her feetAll her folks toes ineven pa some but he denies it Grampas got aturribul temper Onct he was up in a tree asawin out limbs and a littlebranch scratched him onto his head and he turned round quicks a winkasnarlin and bit it right smack off FactIllustrationThats Sophrony Ann Gowdey kind of a distant cousin of mas Shesgifted weth th secont sight Onct when grampa lost his false teeth theycalled her in and she set right here in this room and tranced and after abit she woke up suddent and says wild like Seek ye within th wellshe says so they done it but they didnt find m But only a weekafterwards when they cleaned th cistern there them teeth was Pa saysWell anyhow Phrony knowed they was in th damp he saysTurn overIllustrationThats Uncle Mel Burgstresser Dont he look like Charles Dickens thgreat Scotch poet though I think he does exactly Hes mas uncle buthes sich a nice man that even pa likes him They cant nobody help likinhim hes so nice but everbody laughs at him he says sich blunderinthings sometimes Onct when Aunt Alviny thats his wife was amakinoyster soup Uncle Mel he come and looked over her shoulder and says Putlots o water in it mother cause Im hungry he saysTurn overIllustrationThats my cousin Willie Sparks same age as mebut not when thatpitchure was took He wasnt only 9 then Dont he look awful meek Butmebbe you think he aint got a temper One time when his pa come home fromwork after dark and Willie aint got his chores done he scolded him andwhen Willie brung in th coal fer th kitchen stove he was cryin and hejist hauls off hes s mad and kicks th stove an awful welt and saysYuh will burn coal will yuh he saysTurn overIllustrationThats mas cousin Rebecca and her man took th day they was marriedHim and her quarreled somethin awful she generly havin th upper handI was named after herIllustrationThat theres Peletiah Parrett a friend of pas since they was boysHes a singin school teacher and hes been to our house lots of timesbut he lives at Ohio He kin sing awful good Youd jist ort t hear himsingwell I fergit what th name of th piece is but it goes like this    Three dretful groans he heered    And then her ghost appeared    From head t foot besmeared    Weth purple goreIllustrationPas cousin Stella dressed up in some of her mas old clothes fer amask ball Pa drawed in that streak and that printin Hes a reglarartist and he aint never had a lesson in his life neitherHe calls this pitchure Stella as Ajax defyin th lightninIllustrationHeres Deacon Samuel Phillips He married mas greatuncle Myrons widowbut I dont know what relation that makes him t us Hes an awful goodman but clost Pa says onct he got an awful jolt t Chicago where himand some other men went t sell their stock It seems that after they gottheir tradin done they went down town t one of them stylish hotels ferdinner Deacon hadnt never been in one of them places before and didntknow nothin bout m There was breaded veal cutlets on th billoffareand Deacon liked m so he ordered m along with a lot of other stuffwithout noticin th price Bimeby th bill come and it was fertwofifty Twofifty the deacon hollers Why Heck man I kin buy acalf fer that money he saysTurn overIllustrationMas cousins Delmer and Beezum Morse Th Sausage Brothers pa callsm count of their shape But theyre awful stout and good rasslersboth of m specially th littlest one Delmer Onct him and Beezum gott rasslin in th parlor and Delmer throwed Beezum in th coal box andbroke his ribIllustrationThats pas Aunt Amanda Merritt Burrows Me and my brother Frank allusrun and hide when we see her comin cause she allus kisses a feller andwants m t pick her some berries or somethin Thats her long suitthough as pa saysberries Pa says she wont be happy in parrydisewithout theyve got berries there says he bets,32
+Produced by Tapio RiikonenSATTUMUKSIA JÄNISLAHDELLAKirjHeikki MeriläinenArvi A Karisto Hämeenlinna 19081 LUKUHaapajärven itäisellä rannalla kivisen niemen päivän kaltavalla sivullakepotti valkeaikkunainen punaseksi maalattu mökki pieninepeltotilkkuineen Mökin kierti harvaksi ladottu lappaaita jonka päätparin sadan askeleen päässä toisistaan työntyivät pitkistä saloistatehtyinä juohteina Haapajärven syvään rantaan Mökkiä kutsuttiin siitäsyystä Jahtirannaksi kun sen niemen vesakkaisella tyvellä asui paljonjäniksiä joita Jänislahden kirkonkylän herrat kiirehtivät metsästämäänaina kussa vaan rauhoitusaika loppui Jahtirannan mökki oli Jänislahdenpappilan maalla noin kolmisen tuhatta askelta pappilasta ja asui siinäleski kolmen lapsensa kanssa jota nimitettiin Jahtirannan KaisaksiVaikka mökki olikin kaikin puolin pappilan oma niin Jänislahden entinenrovasti oli Kaisan ottanut siihen turvattomain lastensa kanssa ilmanmitään arentia tai muuta takamaksua Mutta se rovasti oli kuollut jauusi hänelle aivan tuntematoin rovasti oli näinä päivinä tuleva jonkamieltä hän asumiseensa nähden ei tiennyt Siitä syystäpä Kaisan mielinäinä päivinä oli levottomampi kun moneen vuoteen Väliin painui Kaisanmieli aina raskaaksikin ja kyyneleet vierähtivät kasvoilleLuonnossakin oli nyt ihaninta mitä huhtikuun viimepäivinä voi ollaVarhaisen kesän helteiset päivät riuduttelivat tyynen järven selällälepäileviä viimeisiä jäälauttoja ja rannan puissa urvat synnyttivätlehtiä Lukematoin lintujoukkokin kaijutti rinteen metsiä sorsaparvienkisaellessa välkkyvällä lahden pinnalla josta kauvempaa aina väliinkajahteli suuren selkäkuikan huikea ääniTästä ei Kaisan mieli lieventynyt ajatukset vaan arkoina kiertivätsiinä yhdessä kysymyksessä mitä sanoo uusi rovasti josko tämärakkaaksi tullut rauhallinen koti täytyy jättää kuni muuttolintu jättääpesänsä jättää koko synnyinseutunsa aina syksyn tullen Voi meitäturvattomia huokasi aina väliin Kaisa silitellessään lastensa päitä javäliin katsellessaan lahden selällä parikkain uiskenteleviavesilintuparvia Kyyneleet kostuttivat aina silloin Kaisan vaalenneitakasvojaEilen tiedettiin uuden rovastin perheineen saapuneen Jänislahdenpappilaan ja tiedettiin sen tänäpäivänä virkavuotensa ensisunnuntaina kirkossa saarnaavan tulosaarnansa jota kuulemaan riensinyt ken vaan kynnelle kykeni Mutta talojen emännillä se oli paraskiire joutua kirkolle jo paljo ennen kirkkoon menoa keritäkseen käydätervehtimässä uutta rovastinnaa ja jos mahdollista saada hieman niinkuntutustuakin toisiinsa Niinpä jo varhaisesta aamusta nähtiin ihanparruspuitaan myöten lastatuita ihmisvenheitä mennä johkasevanJänislahden perää kohti että koko kiiltävä Haapaselän pinta kauanaikaa aivan kauttaaltaan oli venheitten synnyttämänä väreaallokkonamitkä ristiin vierivät järven pinnalla sortaen aalto aallon kunnestaas tapasi uusi vastasyntynyt aaltoryhmä mikä kaikki heikompansa sortialleen ja voittajana vieri siksi kunnes heidät hävitti sama kohtaloKaisa oli tänä aamuna noussut hyvin varhain toimitukseen lähtemäänpappilaan ja päästäkseen ennen muita rovastinnan puheille kuin hänelläoli suurempi syykin päästä tutustumaan rovastin perheeseen kunkenelläkään muillaMutta kummaa kummemmaksi kävi nyt Kaisan kiire kun näki jo yhtenäpilvenä mennä viiltävän kolmi ja nelihenkisiä kirkkovenheitä rantansaalatse eikä toivonut enää edes vilahdukseltakaan saavansa nähdärovastinnaa tänä päivänä Tämä pelko povessaan juosta kytyytti nytKaisa metsän varjostamaa rantatietä pappilaa kohti ja oli hän hyvinlääpästyneen näköinen tullessaan pappilan kyökkiin Sinne oli moniakymmeniä emäntiä jo ennen Kaisaa kerinnyt joille kyökkipiika tiuskui jaäksenti Mitä te tänne nyt tunkeudutte Nuopa nyt vasta ihmisiä ovatkun täyttävät huoneen ettei ole jalan sijaa Luistakaa toki ulos sitätietä mitä olette tulleetkin Kaisa oli aikeessa palata samassa takasinvälttääkseen talonväen suuttumusta mutta kun näki että kaikki muutkaaneivät olleet kovin kiireisiä pakenemaan jota paitsi toisia yhä työntyisisään huolimatta piian yhäkin kiivaammasta säksymisestä niin Kaisa saihieman rohkeutta ja sanoi Minulla olisi rovastinnalle asiaaKaisan sanoista kävi piian korviin salainen kaino asiallisuus senkuultuaan hän hieman lamautui säksyämisestään mutta kuitenkin melkeenvihassa aukasi kyökin toisessa päässä olevan oven ja tuikeastikatsellen sanoi Kun lienee asiallista asiaa niin tuollakai se onkun menet tuosta oikeanpuolimaisesta ovesta sisään Samassa kuuluijoukosta ääniä Minä minä ja minäkin tahtoisin tavata rovastinnanMinullakin olisi asiaa rovastinnalle Mutta piika nykäsi kyökin ovenkiinni semmoisella voimalla että rakennus tärähti ja sanoi On vuottavoita syödä Tapaattehan sen nyt vastakin jos nyt tulo tuohakassaanette menekkään läkähdyttämään Luulisi toki tuon ikäisillä ihmisilläsenverran olevan harinetta antaa ihmisille rauhan siksi että saavattulohengästyksensä huokua ulosEmännät tämän kuultuaan lähtivät luimussa korvin lipumaan ulos Kaisatunsi povessaan mieluisen liehauksen piian kovuudesta ja seisattui ihanhengittämättä kyökin oven taakse kuulemaan mitä piika toisilleemännille kyökissä puhui Ja samassa hän kuuli kun rovastinna siinähuoneessa mihin hän neuvottiin menemään kerkeällä kielellään oikeininnoissaan puhua selkutteli entisen kotipuolensa kuulumisia Jokilahdenemännälle joka oli tuonut vasta saatuja haukia rovastinnalletuomisiksi päästäkseen siten jo ensi alussa rovastinnan kanssa hyviinväleihin Kaisa ei kuitenkaan malttanut kauan kuunnella ennenkun sitasisuurikirjaisen vaaleapohjaisen päähuivinsa nurkat leukansa allelujempaan nykäsi sitä hieman enemmän otsalleen ja kainona työntyisisälleRovastinnan mustat silmät lensivät nyt tuikeina Kaisaa vastaan ja kunpuhelukin keskeytyi kokonaan niin Kaisa hämmästyi että jäi seisomaanoven pieleen ja tuskin sai sanotuksi hyvää huomenta Eikä hänoikeastaan tiennyt kenelle sitä sanoisikaan sillä hän oli mielessäänkuvitellut rovastinnaa isoksi lempeäkasvoiseksi rouvan hoilakkeeksijuuri samanlaiseksi kuin entinenkin oli Mutta edessään hän sohvankannella istua tupottamassa näki nyt lyhyen paksun talonpoikaispukuisenakan töpsän jonka leveässä otsassa paurotti kaksi mustaa silmää kuinnutun nappia rävähtämättä katsomassa häneenRovastinna Kaisan omituisesta luonnon valosta ja liian arkaluontoisennäköisestä sisääntulosta hieman tyrmistyi luullen Kaisan jonkun verranmielivikaiseksi Sempä vuoksi hän niin terävästi katsoi Kaisaa Muttakuitenkin tavallisen leppoisalla äänellä kysyi Mitäs teillä olisiasiaaRovastinnalle minulla olisi kuului Kaisan alakuloinen sana jasamalla kierti silmillään koko huoneen näkyisikö siellä senlaistajota voisi niinkuin summassa tuntea paremmin rovastinnaksi kuin sitämikä edessään istui Mutta mitään eivät kerinneet hänen silmänsäkeksiä kun edessään olevan ja häneen yhä tuijottavan eukon pyöreästäsuusta kuuluivat sanat Mitä teillä minulle olisiOlisihan sitä paljonkin vaan nyt ei liene tilaa pitempiin tulin vaanteitä näkemään sanoi Kaisa Mutta tähän loppuivat hänellä sanattuntui siltä kuin ei osaisikaan enempi sanoa nykäsi vaan päähuiviaanyhä enemmän silmiensä eteen ja tuntui kyyneleet rupeavan kiehumaansilmien nurkissa ja pää painahti alemmasTämän huomasi Jokilahden emäntä ja ennenkun rovastinna kerkesi mitäänsanoa kiirehti sanomaanKaisalla taitaa olla huolena talonasia kun hänen kotinsa on kahdenisännänMiten niin kuului rovastinnan sanat ja hieman tulehtunein kasvoinkääntyi Jokilahden emäntään todellakin kuulemaan miten sen vieraanlaita oikeastaan onSe hänen kotinsa kun on tämän pappilan maalla alkoi emäntä jasitäpaitsi pappilan oma Mutta kun tämä Kaisaparka joutui leskeksikolmen pienen lapsen kanssa niin entinen rovasti eli oikeamminrovastinna otti tämän siihen Jahtirannan mökkiin asumaan ja siinähäntämä on nämä leskivuotensa elänyt kuni herran kukkarossa Ja entinenrovasti jos olisi elänyt niin rovastinna kyllä olisi Kaisan ihansylilapsenaan kantanut elämän halki se niin piti tästä Kaisasta Muttase on mennyt eikä voi mennä menneen jälessä Kaisa paremmin kun memuutkaanJahtirannan mökki  keskeytti rovastinna Siitä oli jo illallapuhetta No elkäähän nyt Kaisa niin kovin ruvetko murehtimaanEttehän vielä tiedä sitä surkeutta itkeä mitä ei ole tapahtunutTulkaahan tänne istumaan Ihmisiä sitä mekin olemme eikä vaan entinenrovasti ja rovastinna Kas niin istutaanhan tässä näin vierekkäinniin kyllä surut haihtuvatTämän kuullessaan Kaisan sydän hytkähti istuessa rovastinnan viereensohvalle hyrskähti ilon puuska ihan ääneen ja kyyneltulva purkautuiyhäkin rajummin mutta se heti taukosi itsestään kun mieli vakautuiniihin rovastinnan,9
+Produced by Jeroen Hellingman and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetREIS DOOR GRIEKENLANDIVermoedelijk zullen de meesten mijner lezers het zich niet meerherinneren dat ik hen nu omstreeks zeven jaren geleden 1 in hethart van Arkadië in het dorp Andritzena heb achter gelaten Nuhet is inderdaad mijne schuld niet dat onze reistocht gedurende zoolangen tijd werd gestaakt en het is ook een geluk dat mijne lezersop hun gemak in hun eigen huis het hervatten van de reis hebbenkunnen afwachten Hadden zij dien tijd werkelijk moeten doorbrengenin het huis van Alkibiades Koutzavas onzen gastheer en zich daarmoeten voeden met de ranzige olie de bittere olijven en den zurenwijn van het landik vrees dat zij voor altijd genoeg zouden hebbengekregen van het oude het tegenwoordige en het toekomende GriekenlandIk hoop dan ook dat mijne lezers gezind zullen zijn om onzen tochtdoor den Peloponnesos te voleindigen waarna wij nog aan enkeleeilanden een bezoek zullen brengenWij verlaten Andritzena om ons naar Olympia te begeven en volgeneen smallen en steenachtigen weg die langs de berghelling slingertaan welker voet de Alpheios zijne geelachtige wateren tusschen grooterotsblokken voortstuwt Nu eens loopt de weg door boschjes dan wederdoor weilanden waarin runderen loopen te grazen onder de hoede vaneenige in lompen gehulde knapen Voert de weg door eene of anderestille schaduwrijke vallei dan wordt meestal het oor gestreeld door demuziek van eene overvloedig vloeiende bron waarvan het kristalhelderewater in vroolijke sprongen over de rotsen huppelt en kleine stillekommen vormt waarin mikroskopische schildpadden rondzwemmen diezich bij onze nadering haastig verbergen tusschen de bladeren enstengels van waterleliesStijgt de weg weer langs de berghellingomhoog dan ontvouwt zich voor onzen blik het panorama van de breedeboschrijke vallei ten noorden begrensd door de bergketen van denErymanthes Van bebouwing is overigens niet veel te ontdekken Vantijd tot tijd ziet ge een maïsveld waaruit ge kunt opmaken datdaar in den omtrek menschen wonen die voedsel noodig hebben om televenOverigens is de vallei eenzaam en verlaten geen ander geluidtreft uw oor dan het ruischen van het gebladerte en het tjilpen enfluiten der vogels Als op zoo vele andere plaatsen heerscht ook daarde koorts De Grieken willen van de malaria niets weten en loochenenhaar doch de vaalbleeke gelaatskleur de doffe oogen de ingevallenwangen de zwakke krachtelooze gestalte der bewoners van de diepevalleien logenstraffen hunne bewering op de nadrukkelijkste wijzeEen uur nadat wij het dorp Phanari waren doorgetrokken  kwamen wijop het plateau van Nerovitsa van waar men geheel het omliggendeland en al de bergen van Arkadië kan overzien Van Rougozio eendorpje waarvan de huizen van takken en slijk zijn gebouwd voerteen moeilijk begaanbaar pad met vele kronkelingen dwars doorsteeneiken en mastikboomen naar beneden naar den Alpheios Wijdoorwaden de rivier en vinden op de landtong waar de Ladon en deAlpheios samenvloeien de grondslagen van oude helleensche murenhalf verborgen onder kreupelhout en heestergewasDaar lag weleer Heraea eene der rijkste en machtigste steden vanArkadië vermoedelijk ook eene der gelukkigste want zij heeft geenegeschiedenis Hoe zou zij ook niet gelukkig zijn geweest omringddoor eene zoo schoone en zoo vruchtbare streek in een land met deshemels beste gaven gezegend en verborgen voor de gierige blikkenvan vreemde veroveraars in een heerlijk klimaat waar de zwoelekoeltjes van de Ionischezee afwisselen met de frissche winden van denErymanthesDe stad was gebouwd op een glooiend terrein dat naar denAlpheios afloopt langs de rivier strekten zich lange terrassen uitmet myrthen en laurieren beplant en die eene heerlijke wandelplaatsvoor de burgers aanboden Van daar konden zij den loop der riviervolgen tot waar zij zich plotseling naar het westen wendt van daarlieten zij hunne blikken dwalen over het bekoorlijke landschap overde malsche groene weiden langs den stroom over de boschrijke heuvelenen bergen over geheel deze rustige vrede en kalmte ademende omgevingDe breede en diepe Ladon was niet doorwaadbaar  de paarden moestentrachten al zwemmende den overkant te bereiken wij zelven staptenin eene soort van oude ontwrichte schuit ongeveer zoo waterdichtals eene zeef De oude boer met de bediening van dit veer belastwas nergens te vinden naar het schijnt was er in het naburigedorp Paloumba eene vergadering van kiezers en de veerman zou geenGriek zijn geweest indien hij niet zijn plicht had verzuimd om inde herberg te gaan redeneeren over de verdiensten der verschillendekandidaten en over de beste wijze om s lands zaken te besturenDe vallei van den Ladon behoort ongetwijfeld tot de schoonste strekenvan Griekenland de reiziger hij mag archeoloog schilder of dichterzijn kan hier alles vinden wat zijn weetlust of zijne fantasiekan bevredigen Dit is werkelijk het zoo vaak bezongen Arkadië metzijne kristalheldere rivier die zich als een zilveren lint door hetliefelijke landschap slingert met zijne koele murmelende bronnenzijn schaduwrijke bosschen zijn malsche weiden waarin de blankerunderen grazen met zijn zacht glooiende heuvelen stralende inbonte bloemenprachtBij iederen voetstap verandert de aanblik van de vallei nu eensverdwijnt de rivier bijna onder de reusachtige platanen wier breedetakken haar overwelven dan weder verdeelt zij zich in twee armenwelke schilderachtige eilandjes omvatten met weelderig geboomte bedektstraks wandelt zij in vrije majesteit door heerlijke weilandenomlijst door heuvelen met donkere dennen begroeid De berghellingenzijn met dichte eikenbosschen bedekt en in de verte straalt hoog inde lucht de besneeuwde top van den Olonos Als van zelve geeft menzich over aan den indruk van deze onuitsprekelijk bekoorlijke natuuren men kan bijna niet anders dan gelooven dat dit schoone land slechtsdoor tevreden gelukkige menschen werd bewoond eenvoudig van zedenen levenswijze en onverschillig voor den zoo duur gekochten roemvergeten bij de wereld maar in rust en vrede genietende van deonuitputtelijke zegeningen der natuurNauwelijks drie kwartier nadat wij de boorden van den Ladon verlatenhadden kwamen wij aan eene andere rivier waarvan de snelvlietendewateren den oever hadden ingeschaard Dit is de oude Erymanthesthans de Dogana genoemd die als een bruisende bergstroom van denOlonos afdaalt en aanvankelijk haar weg neemt door eene woeste valleiomzoomd door steile rotsen vol scheuren spleten en holen waarvanverscheidenen gedurende den onafhankelijkheidsoorlog door de Klephtenals vestingen en schuilplaaatsen werden gebruiktWij doorwaden derivier waarvan het water tot de borst der paarden reikt en volgendan de lachende vallei van den Alpheios ingesloten door matig hoogebergen met bosschen begroeid en regelmatig van vorm,54
+Produced by Justin Gillbank Josephine Paolucci and theOnline Distributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetPULPIT AND PRESSBYMARY BAKER EDDYDISCOVERER AND FOUNDER OF CHRISTIAN SCIENCE AND AUTHOR OF SCIENCE ANDHEALTH WITH KEY TO THE SCRIPTURESRegisteredUS Patent OfficePublished by TheTrustees under the Will of Mary Baker G EddyBOSTON USAAuthorized Literature ofTHE FIRST CHURCH OF CHRIST SCIENTISTin Boston Massachusetts_Copyright 1895_BY MARY BAKER EDDY_Copyright renewed 1923_                                   _All rights reserved_                                   PRINTED IN THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICATOTHE DEAR TWO THOUSAND AND SIX HUNDRED CHILDRENWHOSE CONTRIBUTIONS OF 4460A WERE DEVOTED TO THE MOTHERS ROOM IN THEFIRST CHURCH OF CHRIST SCIENTIST BOSTON THIS UNIQUE BOOK IS TENDERLYDEDICATED BYMARY BAKER EDDYPREFACEThis volume contains scintillations from press and pulpitutterances whichepitomize the story of the birth of Christian Science in 1866 and itsprogress during the ensuing thirty years Three quarters of a centuryhence when the children of today are the elders of the twentieth centuryit will be interesting to have not only a record of the inclination giventheir own thoughts in the latter half of the nineteenth century but also aregistry of the rise of the mercury in the glass of the worlds opinionIt will then be instructive to turn backward the telescope of that advancedage with its lenses of more spiritual mentality indicating the gain ofintellectual momentum on the early footsteps of Christian Science asplanted in the pathway of this generation to note the impetus therebygiven to Christianity to con the facts surrounding the cradle of thisgrand veritythat the sick are healed and sinners saved not by matterbut by Mind and to scan further the features of the vast problem ofeternal life as expressed in the absolute power of Truth and the actualbliss of mans existence in ScienceMARY BAKER EDDYFebruary 1895CONTENTS    DEDICATORY SERMON    CHRISTIAN SCIENCE TEXTBOOK    HYMNS      _Laying the Cornerstone_      _Feed My Sheep_      _Christ My Refuge_    NOTECLIPPINGS FROM NEWSPAPERS    CHICAGO INTEROCEAN    BOSTON HERALD    BOSTON SUNDAY GLOBE    BOSTON TRANSCRIPT    JACKSON PATRIOT    OUTLOOK    AMERICAN ART JOURNAL    BOSTON JOURNAL    REPUBLIC WASHINGTON DC    NEW YORK TRIBUNE    KANSAS CITY JOURNAL    MONTREAL HERALD    BALTIMORE AMERICAN    REPORTER LEBANON IND    NEW YORK COMMERCIAL ADVERTISER    SYRACUSE POST    NEW YORK HERALD    TORONTO GLOBE    CONCORD MONITOR    PEOPLE AND PATRIOT    UNION SIGNAL    NEW CENTURY    CHRISTIAN SCIENCE JOURNAL    CONCORD MONITORPULPIT AND PRESSDEDICATORY SERMONBY REV MARY BAKER EDDYFirst Pastor of The First Church of Christ Scientist Boston MassDelivered January 6 1895TEXT _They shall be abundantly satisfied with the fatness of Thyhouse and Thou shall make them drink of the river of Thypleasures_Psalms xxxvi 8A new year is a nursling a babe of time a prophecy and promise clad inwhite raiment kissedand encumbered with greetingsredolent with griefand gratitudeAn old year is times adult and 1893 was a distinguished characternotable for good and evil Time past and time present both may pain usbut time _improved_ is eloquent in Gods praise For due refreshment garnerthe memory of 1894 for if wiser by reason of its large lessons andrecords deeply engraven great is the value thereof        Pass on returnless year    The path behind thee is with glory crowned    This spot whereon thou troddest was holy ground        Pass proudly to thy bierToday being with you in spirit what need that I should be present _inpropria persona_ Were I present methinks I should be much like the Queenof Sheba when she saw the house Solomon had erected In the expressivelanguage of Holy Writ There was no more spirit in her and she saidBehold the half was not told me thy wisdom and prosperity exceedeth thefame which I heard Both without and within the spirit of beautydominates The Mother Church from its mosaic flooring to the soft shimmerof its starlit domeNevertheless there is a thought higher and deeper than the edificeMaterial light and shade are temporal not eternal Turning the attentionfrom sublunary views however enchanting think for a moment with me of thehouse wherewith they shall be abundantly satisfiedeven the house notmade with hands eternal in the heavens With the minds eye glance at thedireful scenes of the war between China and Japan Imagine yourselves in apoorly barricaded fort fiercely besieged by the enemy Would you rushforth singlehanded to combat the foe Nay would you not rather strengthenyour citadel by every means in your power and remain within the walls forits defense Likewise should we do as metaphysicians and ChristianScientists The real house in which we live and move and have our beingis Spirit God the eternal harmony of infinite Soul The enemy we confrontwould overthrow this sublime fortress and it behooves us to defend ourheritageHow can we do this Christianly scientific work By intrenching ourselves inthe knowledge that our true temple is no human fabrication but thesuperstructure of Truth reared on the foundation of Love and pinnacledin Life Such being its nature how can our godly temple possibly bedemolished or even disturbed Can eternity end Can Life die Can Truth beuncertain Can Love be less than boundless Referring to this temple ourMaster said Destroy this temple and in three days I will raise it,21
+Produced by Steven Gibbs and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetTHE LIFE OF NELSONTHE EMBODIMENT OF THE SEA POWER OF GREAT BRITAINBYCAPTAIN AT MAHAN DCL LLDUNITED STATES NAVYAUTHOR OF THE INFLUENCE OF SEA POWER UPON HISTORY 16601783THE INFLUENCE OF SEA POWER UPON THE FRENCH REVOLUTION AND EMPIREAND OF A LIFE OF ADMIRAL FARRAGUTIN TWO VOLUMESVOL IILONDONSAMPSON LOW MARSTON  COMPANY _LIMITED_1897CONTENTS OF VOL IICHAPTER XIVNELSON TEMPORARILY COMMANDERINCHIEF IN THE MEDITERRANEANRELIEVEDBY LORD KEITHAPPLIES TO RETURN TO ENGLAND ON ACCOUNT OF ILL HEALTHAUGUST 1799JUNE 1800Nelson left in temporary commandHis disposition of the squadronMade Duke of Bronté in SicilyHis hopes of remaining in command disappointedHis discontentEnergy and tact in exercising commandAffairs in Rome and NaplesNelson visits MinorcaHis anxiety about MaltaPortuguese squadron recalled to LisbonNelsons actionCharacteristics of his intercourse with foreign officialsUrgency with army to support blockade of La ValettaPartial success in thisSuccesses on the Continent of the Coalition against FranceSubsequent blunders and disastersNelsons mortification at Bonapartes escape to FranceThe French defeat the Turks at AboukirNelson peremptorily forbids Sidney Smith to allow any Frenchto leave EgyptSmith nevertheless countenances the Convention of El ArishHis action disallowed by Keith and NelsonNelsons vivid expressions of disapprovalNelson joins Keith at LeghornThey visit Palermo and Malta togetherCapture of Le Généreux 74 by Nelsons divisionNelsons relations with Keith and bearing towards himKeith orders Nelson to take personal charge off MaltaNelsons annoyance and remonstranceHis restiveness under Keiths commandHe returns from Malta to PalermoThe Guillaume Tell 80 captured in his absenceDispleasure of the Admiralty at his quitting his stationLetters of the First LordNelsons soreness under themHe applies for leave to return to EnglandCHAPTER XVNELSON LEAVES THE MEDITERRANEANTHE JOURNEY OVERLANDTHROUGH GERMANYARRIVAL IN ENGLANDSEPARATIONFROM LADY NELSONHOISTS HIS FLAG IN THE CHANNELFLEET UNDER LORD ST VINCENTJUNE 1800JANUARY 1801Nelson escorts the Queen of Naples to Leghorn with two BritishshipsofthelineKeiths displeasureNelson at LeghornAustrians defeated at MarengoNelson and the Hamiltons leave Leghorn for AnconaJourney to Trieste and ViennaEnthusiasm shown towards Nelson by the peopleMention of him and Lady Hamilton by eyewitnessesAnecdotes of himHis meeting with the Archduke Charles at PragueMrs St Georges account of him at DresdenHer disparaging mention of Lady HamiltonArrival of the party in EnglandLady Nelsons attitude at this timeHer letters to NelsonHis reception and conduct in LondonGrowing estrangement between him and Lady NelsonAnecdote of his visit to FonthillFinal breach with Lady NelsonHer blameless character and subsequent lifeNelsons testimony to her conductHoists his flag on board the San Josef at PlymouthBirth of the child HoratiaNelsons care to conceal his relations with Lady HamiltonCHAPTER XVITHE EXPEDITION TO THE BALTIC AND BATTLE OF COPENHAGENNELSONRETURNS TO ENGLANDFEBRUARYJUNE 1801Origin of the trouble between Great Britain and DenmarkThe entrance of the Czar Paul into the quarrelRenewal of the Armed Neutrality of 1780Relations of Bonaparte to this eventNelson joins the fleet under Sir Hyde Parker at YarmouthRelations between him and ParkerNelsons disapproval of the plans for the expeditionEvident change in his general dispositionAnecdote of Nelson and the turbotThe fleet collected off the SkawParkers slowness and Nelsons impatienceAlarming reports of the Danes preparationsNelsons attitude and counselsAccuracy of his judgment of the conditionsTact and discretion in his dealings with ParkerHis letter to Parker upon the general situationParkers indecisionNelsons plans adoptedThe fleet passes the SoundDetail and discussion of Nelsons plan of operationsHis feelings and speech in the Council of WarNelsons division anchors south of CopenhagenNelson on the night before the battleThe Danish dispositions for defenceNelsons Plan of AttackDetail and discussionThe Battle of CopenhagenParker makes the signal to leave off actionNelson refuses to repeat itDiscussion of this incidentIncidents of the battleNelson addresses a letter to the Crown Prince under a flag oftruceCharacteristic anecdoteDiscussion of the sending of the flag of truceThe battle discontinuedNelson removes his shipsCompleteness of his successMerit of his conduct throughoutHe is advanced in the peerage to be a ViscountNo other rewards or medals bestowed for this actionNegotiations intrusted to Nelson by ParkerThe murder of the Czar PaulArmistice for fourteen weeks concluded with DenmarkQualified approval of the British GovernmentThe British fleet enters the BalticNelsons ardor and personal recklessnessAnecdoteParkers sluggishness of actionNelsons impatienceRussia intimates her purpose to abstain from hostilitiesNelsons controversy with the Danish Commodore FischerParker ordered home and Nelson left in commandDissatisfaction of the latterHis longing to return to Lady HamiltonHe insists upon being relieved on account of his healthHe starts at once with the fleet for RevelDispleasure manifested by the Czar AlexanderNelson withdraws from Revel to RostockThe Czar thereupon raises the embargo on British merchantshipsNelsons elation over this result of his conductDetails of his life on boardHis avoidance of social relations outside the shipRelieved by Admiral Pole and returns to EnglandCHAPTER XVIINELSON COMMANDS THE SQUADRON ON A PARTICULAR SERVICEFOR THE DEFENCE OF THE COAST OF ENGLAND AGAINST INVASIONSIGNATUREOF PRELIMINARIES OF PEACE WITHFRANCEJULYOCTOBER 1801Nelsons longing for reposeHis services immediately required againHis reluctant consentBonapartes threats of invasionInadequacy of British preparations for coastdefenceNature of British apprehensions in 1801Nelsons Memoranda for the Defence of the ThamesAnalysis and discussion of this paperSt Vincents sagacious views on national defenceApparent divergence between him and NelsonNelson hoists his flag againHis tact and courtesy towards othersActivity of his movementsSatisfied that there can be no invasionBoat attack upon the vessels before BoulogneIts disastrous failureNelsons distressHis exasperation at being kept afloatHis alienation from TroubridgeAnnoyances of his situationDeath of Commander ParkerNelsons griefHis liberality in money mattersPecuniary embarrassmentsSignature of the preliminaries of peaceNelsons satisfaction at the prospect of releaseHis indignation at the excessive elation of othersReceives leave of absence and goes homeCHAPTER XVIIIRELEASE FROM ACTIVE SERVICE DURING THE PEACE OF AMIENSHOMELIFE AT MERTONPUBLIC INCIDENTSOCTOBER 1801MAY 1803Nelson makes his home with the HamiltonsHis letter of final severance to his wifeHis relations to his stepson Josiah NisbetDesire to have a home of his ownLady Hamilton selects Merton for himThe purchase effected and the Hamiltons reside with himPosition of Sir William and of Lady Hamilton in the houseDifferences between themMintos account of the household at MertonReminiscence of the same by Nelsons nephewIncident narrated by Lieutenant LaymanRecollections of Nelson by the vicars daughterNelsons strong religious sense of Divine ProvidenceTakes his place in the House of LordsHis controversy about rewards for the Battle of CopenhagenHis action justifiedNelsons warm and avowed sympathy,4
+Produced by Philip HitchcockA JOURNEYTHROUGH THEKINGDOM OF OUDEIN 18491850BY DIRECTION OF THE RIGHT HON THE EARL OF DALHOUSIEGOVERNORGENERALWITH PRIVATE CORRESPONDENCE RELATIVE TO THE ANNEXATIONOF OUDE TO BRITISH INDIA cBY MAJORGENERAL SIR W H SLEEMAN KCBResident at the Court of LucknowIN TWO VOLUMESVOL ILONDONRICHARD BENTLEYPublisher in Ordinary to Her Majesty1858Transcribers noteThe authors spelling of the names of places and people varyconsiderably even within a single paragraph The spelling of placenames in the text varies from that shown on the map The authorsspelling is reproduced as in the printed textPREFACEMy object in writing this DIARY OF A TOUR THROUGH OUDE was toprepare for submission to the Government of India as fair and fulla picture of the real state of the country condition and feeling ofthe people of all classes and character of the Government underwhich they at present live as the opportunities which the tourafforded me might enable me to drawThe DIARY must for the present be considered as an officialdocument which may be perused but cannot be published wholly or inpart without the sanction of Government previously obtained                    W H SLEEMANLucknow 1852 This permission was accorded by the Honourable Court of Directorsin December lastTranscribers note _Rambles and Recollections of an IndianOfficial_ by W H Sleeman 2nd Ed 1915 pxxxvi notes that the dateof the permission was not December 1851 but December 1852CONTENTS OF THE FIRST VOLUMEBiographical Sketch of MajorGeneral Sir W H Sleeman KCBIntroductionPrivate correspondence preceding the Journey through the Kingdom ofOude      ______________________________________________                   CHAPTER IDeparture from LucknowGholam HazrutAttack on the late PrimeMinister AmeenodDowlaA similar attack on the sons of a formerPrime Minister Agar MeerGunga Sing and Kulunder BukshGorbukshSing of BhitoleeGonda Bahraetch districtRughbur SingPretheePut of PaskaKing of Oude and King of the FairiesSurafraz mahal                   CHAPTER IIBahraetchShrine of Syud SalarKing of the Fairies and theFiddlersManagement of Bahraetch district for fortythree yearsMurder of Amur Sing by Hakeem MehndeeNefarious transfer of_khalsa_ lands to Tallookdars by local officersRajah Dursun SingHis aggression on the Nepaul TerritoryConsequencesIntelligenceDepartmentHow formed managed and abusedRughbur Singsmanagement of Gonda and Bahraetch for 184647Its fiscal effectsAgangrobber caught and hung by Brahmin villagersMurder ofSyampooree GosaenRamdut PandeeFairies and FiddlersRamdutPandee the Bankerthe Rajahs of Toolseepoor and BulrampoorMurderof Mr Ravenscroft of the Bengal Civil Service at Bhinga in 1823                   CHAPTER IIILegendary tale of breach of FaithKulhuns tribe of RajpootsMurderof the Banker Ramdut Pandee by the Nazim of BahraetchRecrossingthe Ghagra riverSultanpoor district State of Commandants oftroops become sureties for the payment of land revenueEstate ofMuneearpoor and the Lady SoguraMurder of Hurpaul Sing Gurgbunseeof KupragowFamily of Rajahs Bukhtawar and Dursun SingTheir_bynama_ LandsLaw of PrimogenitureIts object and effectRajahGhalib JungGood effects of protection to TenantryDisputes aboutBoundariesOur army a safetyvalve for OudeRapid decay of LandedAristocracy in our TerritoriesLocal ties in groves wells c                   CHAPTER IVRecross the Goomtee riverSultanpoor CantonmentsNumber of personsbegging redress of wrongs and difficulty of obtaining it in OudeApathy of the SovereignIncompetence and unfitness of his OfficersSultanpoor healthy and well suited for TroopsChandour twelvemiles distant no less solands of their weaker neighbours absorbedby the family of Rajah Dursun Sing by fraud violence andcollusion but greatly improvedDifficulty attending attempt torestore old ProprietorsSame absorptions have been going on in allparts of Oudeand the same difficulty to be everywhere encounteredSoils in the district _mutteear_ _doomutteea_ _bhoor_ _oosur_Risk at which lands are tilled under Landlords opposed to theirGovernmentClimate of Oude more invigorating than that of MalwaCaptain Magnesss RegimentRepair of artillery gunsSupply of grainto its bullocksCivil establishment of the NazimWolvesDread ofkilling them among HindoosChildren preserved by them in their densand nurtured                   CHAPTER VSalone districtRajah Lal Hunmunt Sing of DharoopoorSoil of OudeRelative fertility of the _mutteear_ and _doomutteea_Either maybecome _oosur_ or barren from neglect and is reclaimed when itdoes so with difficultyShah Puna Ata a holy man in charge of aneleemosynary endowment at SaloneEffects of his cursesInvasion ofBritish BoundaryMilitary Force with the NazimState and characterof this ForceRae Bareilly in the Byswara districtBandha orMisletoeRana Benee Madhoo of ShunkerpoorLaw of PrimogenitureTitle of Rana contested between Benee Madhoo and Rogonath SingBridge and avenue at Rae BareillyEligible place for cantonment andcivil establishmentsState of the ArtillerySobha Sings regimentForaging SystemPeasantry follow the fortunes of their refractoryLandlordsNo provision for the kings soldiers disabled in actionor for the families of those who are killedOur sipahees aprivileged class very troublesome in the Byswara and BanodadistrictsGoorbukshgungeMan destroyed by an ElephantDanger towhich keepers of such animals are exposedBys Rajpoots composed oftwo great families Sybunsies and NyhassasTheir continual contestsfor landed possessionsFutteh BahaderRogonath SingMahibollah therobber and estate of BallaNotion that Tillockchundee Bys Rajpootsnever suffer from the bite of a snakeInfanticidePaucity ofcomfortable dwellinghousesThe causeAgricultural capitalistsOrnaments and apparel of the females of the Bys clanLate Nazim HamidAlleeHis fatherinlaw Fuzl AlleeFirst loan from Oude to ourGovernmentNative gentlemen with independent incomes cannot residein the countryCrowd the city and tend to alienate the Court fromthe people                   CHAPTER VINawabgunge midway between Cawnpoor and LucknowOosur soils howproducedVisit from the prime ministerRambuksh of DhodeeakheraHunmunt Sing of DharoopoorAgricultural capitalistsSipahees andnative offices of our armyTheir furlough and petitionsRequirements of Oude to secure good government The Kings reservedtreasuryCharity distributed through the _Mojtahid_ or chiefjusticeInfanticideLoan of elephants horses and draft bullocksby Oude to Lord Lake in 1804Clothing for the troopsThe AkberyregimentIts clothing cTrespasses of a great mans camp inOudeRussoolabad and Sufeepoor districtsBuksh Allee the domeBudreenath the contractor for SufeepoorMeeangungeDivision of theOude Territory in 1801 in equal shares between Oude and the BritishGovernmentsAlmas Allee KhanHis good governmentThe passes ofOudeThieves by hereditary,9
+Produced by John Hagerson Charles Aldarondo Linda Cantoniand the Online Distributed Proofreading Team athttpwwwpgdpnetTHEPIANOFORTE SONATAITS ORIGIN AND DEVELOPMENTBYJS SHEDLOCK BAIllustration MONUMENT OF BERNARDO PASQUINI IN THE CHURCH OF SANLORENZO IN LUCINA ROMESKETCHED BY STRITCH HUTTONMETHUEN  CO36 ESSEX STREET WCLONDONCONTENTSCHAP                                                        PAGE   I INTRODUCTORY                                              1  II JOHANN KUHNAU                                            38 III BERNARDO PASQUINI A CONTEMPORARY OF J KUHNAU           71  IV EMANUEL BACH AND SOME OF HIS CONTEMPORARIES              82   V HAYDN AND MOZART                                        111  VI PREDECESSORS OF BEETHOVEN                               130 VII LUDWIG VAN BEETHOVEN                                    160VIII TWO CONTEMPORARIES OF BEETHOVEN                         192  IX SCHUMANN CHOPIN BRAHMS AND LISZT                     207   X THE SONATA IN ENGLAND                                   221  XI MODERN SONATAS DUET SONATAS SONATINAS ETC           235      INDEX                                                   241PREFACEThis little volume is entitled The Pianoforte Sonata its Origin andDevelopment Some of the early sonatas mentioned in it were howeverwritten for instruments of the jack or tangent kind Even Beethovenssonatas up to Op 27 inclusive were published for Clavicembalo oPianoforte The Germans have the convenient generic term Clavierwhich includes the old and the new instruments with hammer actionhence they speak of a _Clavier Sonate_ written say by Kuhnau inthe seventeenth or of one by Brahms in the nineteenth centuryThe term Piano e Forte is however to be found in letters of amusical instrument maker named Paliarino written as we learn fromthe valuable article Pianoforte contributed by Mr Hipkins to SirGeorge Groves _Dictionary of Music and Musicians_ already in theyear 1598 and addressed to Alfonso II Duke of Modena The earliestsonata for a keyed instrument mentioned in this volume was publishedin 1695 and to avoid what seems an unnecessary distinction I haveused the term Pianoforte Sonata for that sonata and for some otherworks which followed and which are usually and properly termedHarpsichord SonatasI have to acknowledge kind assistance received from Mr AW HuttonMr FG Edwards and Mr E Van der Straeten And I also beg to thankMr W Barclay Squire and Mr A HughesHughes for courteous help atthe British Museum likewise Dr Kopfermann chief librarian of themusical section of the Berlin Royal LibraryJS SHEDLOCKLONDON 1895THE PIANOFORTE SONATACHAPTER IINTRODUCTORYIn history we find certain names associated with great movementsLuther with the Reformation or Garibaldi with the liberation ofItaly Luther certainly posted on the door of the church at Wittenberghis famous Theses and burnt the Papal Bull at the gates of that cityyet before Luther there lived men such as the scholar Erasmus whohave been appropriately named Reformers before the Reformation Sotoo Cavours cautious policy paved the way for Garibaldis brilliantvictories Once again Leonardo da Vinci is named as the inventor ofchiaroscuro yet he was preceded by Fra Filippo Lippi And in similarmanner in music certain men are associated with certain formsHaydn for example is called the father of the quartet closeinvestigation however would show that he was only a link andcertainly not the first one in a long evolution So too with thesonata The present volume is however specially concerned with the_clavier_ or pianoforte sonata and for that we have a convenientstartingpointthe Sonata in B flat of Kuhnau published in 1695 Thedate is easy to remember for in that same year died Englandsgreatest musician Henry PurcellBefore studying the history of the pianoforte sonata even in outlineit is essential that something should be said about the early historyof the _sonata_ That term appears first to have been used incontradistinction to _cantata_ the one was a piece _sounded__suonata_ from _sonando_ by instruments the other one _sung_ byvoices The form of these early sonatas as they appear in GiovanniGabrielis works towards the close,23
+Produced by Al HainesIllustration Cover artFrontispiece The Countess raised her hand and pointed at himBEATRIX OF CLAREBYJOHN REED SCOTTAUTHOR OF THE COLONEL OF THE RED HUZZARSWITH ILLUSTRATIONS BYCLARENCE F UNDERWOODGROSSET  DUNLAPPUBLISHERS  NEW YORKCopyright 1907 by John Reed ScottPublished May 1907CONTENTSCHAPTER     I  RUDDY TRESSES AND GREAT EYES    II  RICHARD OF GLOUCESTER   III  THE VOICE ON THE RAMPARTS    IV  TRAILING CHAINS     V  THE CAPTURED FAVOR    VI  A WAYSIDE SKIRMISH   VII  A FAVOR LOST  VIII  THE INN OF NORTHAMPTON    IX  THE ARREST     X  THE LADY MARY CHANGES BARGES    XI  ON CHAPEL CREEK   XII  THE KINGS WORD  XIII  AT ROYAL WINDSOR   XIV  THE QUEEN OF ARCHERY    XV  THE FROWN OF FATE   XVI  THE FLATNOSE REAPPEARS  XVII  IN PURSUIT XVIII  THE HOUSE IN SHEFFIELD   XIX  BACK TO THE KING    XX  IN ABEYANCE   XXI  BUCKINGHAMS REVENGE  XXII  THE KNIGHT AND THE ABBOT XXIII  THREE CHEVRONS GULES  XXIV  WHEN YOU HAVE TOPPED THESE STAIRS   XXV  A PAGE FROM THE PAST  XXVI  THE JUDGMENT OF THE KINGILLUSTRATIONSCover ArtThe Countess raised her hand and pointed at him    _Frontispiece_The Duke fastened his eyes upon the young knights faceHe struck him a swinging right arm blow that sent him plunging amongthe rushes on the floorBEATRIX OF CLAREIRUDDY TRESSES AND GREY EYESTwo archers stepped out into the pathshafts notched and bows upA word with your worship said oneThe Knight whirled aroundA word with your worship greeted him from the rearHe glanced quickly to each sideA word with your worship met him thereHe shrugged his shoulders and sat down on the limb of a fallen treeResistance was quite useless with no weapon save a dagger and noarmor but silk and velvetThe unanimity of your desires does me much honor he said prayproceedThe leader lowered his bowIt is a great pleasure to meet you Sir Aymer de Lacy said he andparticularly to be received so graciouslyYou know meWe saw you arrive yesterdaybut there were so many with you wehesitated to ask a quiet word asideThe Knight smiled  It is unfortunateI assure you my talk would havebeen much more interesting thenIn that case it is we who are the losersDe Lacy looked him over carefullyPardieu man said he your language shames your businessThe outlaw bowed with sweeping graceMy thanks my lord my deepest thanks  He unstrung his bow andleaned upon the stave a fine figure in forest green and velvet bonneta black mask over eyes and nose a generous mouth and strong chin belowit  Will your worship favor me with your dagger he saidThe Knight tossed it to himThank you    a handsome bit of craftsmanship    these stones aretrue ones _nest ce pas_If they are not I was cheated in the price De Lacy laughedThe other examined it criticallyMethinks you were not cheated he said and drew it through his beltAnd would your lordship also permit me a closer view of the fine goldchain that hangs around your neckDe Lacy took it off and flung it overIt I will warrant true he saidThe outlaw weighed the links in his hand then bit one testinglySo will I said he and dropped the chain in his pouchAnd the ring with the rubyit is a ruby is it notmay I alsoexamine it     I am very fond of rubies    Thank you you aremost obliging    It seems to be an especially fine stoneandworth    how many rose nobles would you say my lordI am truly sorry I cannot aid you there De Lacy answered beingneither a merchant nor a robber I have never reckoned its valueThe other smiled  Of course by merchant your worship has noreference to my good comrades nor myselfNone whatever I assure youThank you I did not think you would be so discourteous    Buttouching money reminds me that doubtless there is some such aboutyouperhaps you will permit me to count it for youThe Knight drew out a handful of coins  Will you have them one by oneor all together he askedAll together on the turf beside you if you please    Thankyou    And do you know Sir Aymer I am vastly taken with the shortgown of velvet and sableyou brought it from France I assume thefashion smacks of the Continent  I would like much to have youropinion as to how it looks on mewe are rather of a size I takeitthough I shall have to forego the pleasure of the opinion untilanother day    And now that I can see your doublet I am enamouredalso of itwill you lend it to me for a little while  Truly my lordI mind never to have seen a handsomer or one that caught my fancymoreDe Lacy looked again at the archers and their ready bowsSt Denis fellow he said leave me enough clothes to return to thecastleGod forbid exclaimed the bandit that I should put a gallantgentleman to any such embarrassmentbut you must admit it were a shameto have gown and doublet and yet no bonnet to match them  The Knight took it off and sent it spinning toward himNote the feather he said  It is rarely long and heavyI observed that yesterday was the merry responseIs there anything else about me you care for De Lacy askedNothingunless you could give me your rarely generous dispositionMethinks I never met a more obliging gentlemanThe Knight arose  Then as I am already overdue at Windsor I shallgive you good,1
+Produced by Christopher HapkaCHILD OF STORMby H RIDER HAGGARDTranscribers NoteWhere italics are used to indicate nonEnglish words I have silentlyomitted them or replaced them with quotation marksHaggards spelling especially of Zulu terms is wildly inconsistentlikewise his capitalization especially of Zulu terms For exampleMasapo is the chief of the Amansomi until chapter IX thereafter histribe is consistently referred to as the Amasomi In general I haveretained Haggards spellingsDEDICATIONDear Mr StuartFor twenty years I believe I am right in saying you as AssistantSecretary for Native Affairs in Natal and in other offices have beenintimately acquainted with the Zulu people Moreover you are one ofthe few living men who have made a deep and scientific study of theirlanguage their customs and their history So I confess that I was themore pleased after you were so good as to read this talethesecond book of the epic of the vengeance of Zikali theThingthatshouldneverhavebeenborn and of the fall of the House ofSenzangakonawhen you wrote to me that it was animated by the trueZulu spirit     Marie was the first  The third and final act in the     drama is yet to comeI must admit that my acquaintance with this people dates from a periodwhich closed almost before your day What I know of them I gatheredat the time when Cetewayo of whom my volume tells was in his gloryprevious to the evil hour in which he found himself driven by theclamour of his regiments cut off as they were through the annexationof the Transvaal from their hereditary trade of war to match himselfagainst the British strength I learned it all by personal observationin the seventies or from the lips of the great Shepstone my chief andfriend and from my colleagues Osborn Fynney Clarke and others everyone of them long since gone downPerhaps it may be as well that this is so at any rate in the case ofone who desires to write of the Zulus as a reigning nation which nowthey have ceased to be and to try to show them as they were in alltheir superstitious madness and bloodstained grandeurYet then they had virtues as well as vices To serve their Country inarms to die for it and for the King such was their primitive ideal Ifthey were fierce they were loyal and feared neither wounds nor doom ifthey listened to the dark redes of the witchdoctor the trumpetcallof duty sounded still louder in their ears if chanting their terribleIngoma at the Kings bidding they went forth to slay unsparingly atleast they were not mean or vulgar From those who continually must facethe last great issues of life or death meanness and vulgarity arefar removed These qualities belong to the safe and crowded haunts ofcivilised men not to the kraals of Bantu savages where at any rate ofold they might be sought in vainNow everything is changed or so I hear and doubtless in the balancethis is best Still we may wonder what are the thoughts that passthrough the mind of some ancient warrior of Chakas or Dingaans timeas he suns himself crouched on the ground for example where once stoodthe royal kraal Duguza and watches men and women of the Zulu bloodpassing homeward from the cities or the mines bemused some of themwith the white mans smuggled liquor grotesque with the white manscastoff garments hiding perhaps in their blankets examples of thewhite mans doubtful photographsand then shuts his sunken eyes andremembers the plumed and kilted regiments making that same ground shakeas with a thunder of salute line upon line company upon company theyrushed out to battleWell because the latter does not attract me it is of this former timethat I have tried to writethe time of the Impis and the witchfindersand the rival princes of the royal Houseas I am glad to learn fromyou not quite in vain Therefore since you so great an expertapprove of my labours in the seldomtravelled field of Zulu story I askyou to allow me to set your name upon this page and subscribe myselfGratefully and sincerely yoursH RIDER HAGGARDDitchingham 12th October 1912To James Stuart Esq Late Assistant Secretary for Native AffairsNatalAUTHORS NOTEMr Allan Quatermains story of the wicked and fascinating Mameenaa kind of Zulu Helen has it should be stated a broad foundation inhistorical fact Leaving Mameena and her wiles on one side the tale ofthe struggle between the Princes Cetewayo and Umbelazi for succession tothe throne of Zululand is trueWhen the differences between these sons of his became intolerablebecause of the tumult which they were causing in his country KingPanda their father the son of Senzangakona and the brother of thegreat Chaka and of Dingaan who had ruled before him did say that whentwo young bulls quarrel they had better fight it out So at least Iwas told by the late Mr F B Fynney my colleague at the time of theannexation of the Transvaal in 1877 who as Zulu Border Agent with theexceptions of the late Sir Theophilus Shepstone and the late Sir MelmothOsborn perhaps knew more of that land and people than anyone else ofhis periodAs a result of this hint given by a maddened king the great battle ofthe Tugela was fought at Endondakusuka in December 1856 between theUsutu party commanded by Cetewayo and the adherents of Umbelazithe Handsome his brother who was known among the Zulus asIndhlovueneSihlonti or the Elephant with the tuft of hair from alittle lock of hair which grew low down upon his backMy friend Sir Melmoth Osborn who died in or about the year 1897 waspresent at this battle although not as a combatant Well do I rememberhis thrilling story told to me over thirty years ago of the events ofthat awful dayEarly in the morning or during the previous night I forget which heswam his horse across the Tugela and hid with it in a bushclad kopjeblindfolding the animal with his coat lest it should betray him As itchanced the great fight of the day that of the regiment of veteranswhich,3
+Produced by Brendan Lane Stacy Brown Thellend and theOnline Distributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetIllustration_THE MAKERS OF CANADA_CHAMPLAINBYNE DIONNETORONTOMORANG  CO LIMITED1912_Entered according to Act of the Parliament of Canada in the year 1905by Morang  Co Limited in the Department of Agriculture_CONTENTS_CHAPTER I_                                         PageCHAMPLAINS FIRST VOYAGE TO AMERICA                    1_CHAPTER II_ACADIASTE CROIX ISLANDPORT ROYAL                 17_CHAPTER III_THE FOUNDING OF QUEBEC                                39_CHAPTER IV_CHAMPLAINS VOYAGES OF 1610 1611 1613               59_CHAPTER V_THE RÉCOLLETS AND THEIR MISSIONS                      81_CHAPTER VI_WAR AGAINST THE IROQUOIS 1615                       101_CHAPTER VII_FUR TRADE                                            119_CHAPTER VIII_CHAMPLAIN THE JESUITS AND THE SAVAGES               143_CHAPTER IX_THE COMPANY OF NEW FRANCE OR HUNDRED ASSOCIATES      167_CHAPTER X_THE CAPITULATION OF QUEBEC 1629                     187_CHAPTER XI_THE LAST EVENTS OF 1629                              199_CHAPTER XII_QUEBEC RESTORED                                      211_CHAPTER XIII_THE JESUIT MISSIONS IN NEW FRANCE                    227_CHAPTER XIV_THE GROWTH OF QUEBEC                                 243_CHAPTER XV_CONCLUSION                                           261CHRONOLOGICAL APPENDIX                               283INDEX                                                289INTRODUCTIONIn undertaking to write a biography of Samuel Champlain the founder ofQuebec and the father of New France our only design is to make somewhatbetter known the dominant characteristics of the life and achievementsof a man whose memory is becoming more cherished as the years roll onEvery one will admire Champlains disinterested actions his couragehis loyalty his charity and all those noble and magnificent qualitieswhich are rarely found united in one individual in so prominent adegree We cannot overpraise that selfabnegation which enabled him tobear without complaint the ingratitude of many of his interpreters andthe servants of the merchants nor can we overlook either the charitywhich he exercised towards the aborigines and new settlers theprotection which he afforded them under trying circumstances or hiszeal in promoting the honour and glory of God and his respect for theRécollet and Jesuit fathers who honoured him with their cordialfriendship His wisdom is evidenced in such a practical fact as hischoice of Quebec as the capital of New France despite the rival claimsof Montreal and Three Rivers and his numerous writings reveal him to usas a keen and sagacious observer a man of science and a skilful andintrepid mariner As a cosmographer Champlain added yet another laurelto his crown for he excelled all his predecessors both by the amplevolume of his descriptions and by the logical arrangement of thegeographical data which he supplied The impetus which he gave tocartographical science can scarcely be overestimatedNaturalist mariner geographer such was Samuel Champlain and to adegree remarkable for the age in which he lived It is perhapsunnecessary to dwell upon the morality of the virtuous founder Thetestimony of the Hurons who twenty years after his death stillpointed to the life of Champlain as a model of all Christian virtues issufficient and it is certain that no governor under the old régimepresented a more brilliant example of faith piety uprightness orsoundness of judgment A brief outline of the character of Champlain hasbeen given in order that the plan of this biography may be betterunderstood Let us now glance at his career more in detailBefore becoming the founder of colonies Champlain entered the Frencharmy where he devoted himself to the religion of his ancestors Thiswas the first important step in his long and eventful career A martiallife however does not appear to have held out the same inducements asthat of,35
+Produced by John Hagerson Juliet Sutherland Keith Edkinsand the Online Distributed Proofreading Team athttpwwwpgdpnetTheodicyEssays onthe Goodness of Godthe Freedom of Man andthe Origin of EvilGW LEIBNIZEdited with an Introduction by Austin Farrer Fellow of Trinity CollegeOxfordTranslated by EM Huggard from CJ Gerhardts Edition of the CollectedPhilosophical Works 187590Open Logo CourtLa Salle Illinois 61301                                   LogoOPEN COURT and the above logo are registered in the US Patent  TrademarkOffice  Published 1985 by Open Court Publishing Company Peru Illinois 61354  This edition first published 1951 by Routledge  Kegan Paul Limited      London  Second printing 1988  Third printing 1990  Fourth printing 1993  Fifth printing 1996Printed and bound in the United States of AmericaLIBRARY OF CONGRESS CATALOGINGINPUBLICATION DATA  Leibniz Gottfried Wilhelm Freiherr von 16461716    Theodicy essays on the goodness of God the  freedom of man and the origin of evil    Translation of Essais de Théodicée    Includes index    1 TheodicyEarly works to 1800 I Title  B2590E5 1985 2318 858833  ISBN O875484379                                                                        5                                   CONTENTS                                   EDITORS INTRODUCTION                                                page 7PREFACE                                                                  49PRELIMINARY DISSERTATION ON THE CONFORMITY OF FAITH WITH                 73REASONESSAYS ON THE JUSTICE OF GOD AND THE FREEDOM OF MAN IN THE    123 182 276ORIGIN OF EVIL IN THREE PARTS                                APPENDICESSUMMARY OF THE CONTROVERSY REDUCED TO FORMAL ARGUMENTS                 377EXCURSUS ON THEODICY  392                                             389REFLEXIONS ON THE WORK THAT MR HOBBES PUBLISHED IN                     393ENGLISH ON FREEDOM NECESSITY AND CHANCEOBSERVATIONS ON THE BOOK CONCERNING THE ORIGIN OF EVIL               405PUBLISHED RECENTLY IN LONDONCAUSA DEI ASSERTA                                                       443INDEX                                                                   445                                                                        7                                   EDITORS INTRODUCTION                                   ILeibniz was above all things a metaphysician That does not mean that hishead was in the clouds or that the particular sciences lacked interest forhim Not at allhe felt a lively concern for theological debate he was amathematician of the first rank he made original contributions to physicshe,33
+Produced by Irma Spehar Christine D and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet Thisfile was produced from images generously made availableby The Internet ArchiveCanadian Libraries         ARMAGEDDONAND AFTER                  BY       WL COURTNEY MA LLD                LONDON          CHAPMAN  HALL LTD                 1914              DEDICATED   WITH ALL HUMILITY AND ADMIRATION                 TO THE YOUNG IDEALISTS OF ALL COUNTRIESWHO WILL NOT ALLOW THE DREAMS OF THEIR     YOUTH TO BE TARNISHED BY THE         EXPERIENCES OF AN            OUTWORN AGEPREFACEI dedicate this little book to the young idealists of this and othercountries for several reasons They must obviously be young becausetheir older contemporaries with a large amount of experience of earlierconditions will hardly have the courage to deal with the novel data Itake it that after the conclusion of the present war there will come anuneasy period of exhaustion and anxiety when we shall be told that thosewho hold military power in their hands are alone qualified to act assaviours of society That conclusion as I understand the matter youngidealists will strenuously oppose They will be quite aware that all theconservative elements will be against them they will appreciate also theeagerness with which a large number of people will point out that thesafest way is to leave matters more or less alone and to allow thesituation to be controlled by soldiers and diplomatists Of course thereis obvious truth in the assertion that the immediate settlement of peaceconditions must to a large extent be left in the hands of those whobrought the war to a successful conclusion But the relief from pressinganxiety when this horrible strife is over and the feeling of gratitude tothose who have delivered us must not be allowed to gild and consecrate asit were systems proved effete and policies which intelligent menrecognise as bankrupt The moment of deliverance will be too unique andtoo splendid to be left in the hands of men who have grown if notcynical at all events a little weary of the notorious defects ofhumanity and who are perhaps naturally tempted to allow Europeanprogress to fall back into the old wellworn ruts It is the young men whomust take the matter in hand with their ardent hopes and their keenimagination and only so far as they believe in the possibility of a greatamelioration will they have any chance of doing yeoman service forhumanityThe dawn of a new era must be plenarily accepted as a wonderfulopportunity for reform If viewed in any other spirit the splendours ofthe morning will soon give way before the obstinate clouds hanging on thehorizon In some fashion or other it must be acknowledged that oldermethods of dealing with international affairs have been tried and foundwanting It must be admitted that the ancient principles helped to bringabout the tremendous catastrophe in which we are at present involved andthat a thorough reorganisation is required if the new Europe is to startunder better auspices That is why I appeal to the younger idealistsbecause they are not likely to be deterred by inveterate prejudices theywill be only too eager to examine things with a fresh intelligence oftheir own Somehow or other we must get rid of the absurd idea that thenations of Europe are always on the look out to do each other an injuryWe have to establish the doctrines of Right on a proper basis anddethrone that ugly phantom of Might which is the object of Potsdamworship International law must be built up with its proper sanctions andvirtues which are Christian and humane must find their proper place inthe ordinary dealings of states with one another Much clever dialecticswill probably be employed in order to prove that idealistic dreams arevain Young men will not be afraid of such arguments they will not bedeterred by purely logical difficulties Let us remember that this war hasbeen waged in order to make war for the future impossible If that be thepresiding idea of mens minds they will keep their reforming coursesteadily directed towards ideal ends patiently working for thereconstruction of Europe and a better lot for humanity at largeOnce more let me repeat that it is only young idealists who are sufficientfor these things They may call themselves democrats or socialists orfuturists or merely reformers The name is unimportant the main point isthat they must thoroughly examine their creed in the light of their finesthopes and aspirations They will not be the slaves of any formulæ andthey will hold out their right hands to every manwhatever may be thelabel he puts on his theorieswho is striving in singleminded devotionfor a millennial peace The new era will have to be of a spiritualethical type Coarser forms of materialism whether in thought or lifewill have to be banished because the scales have at last dropped from oureyes and we intend to regard a human being no longer as a thing ofluxury or wealth or greedy passions but as the possessor of a livingsoulWLC_November 10 1914_                                   I wish to acknowledge my obligation to Mr HN Brailsfords _The War ofSteel and Gold_ Bell I do not pretend to agree with all that MrBrailsford says but I have found his book always interesting,28
+Produced by The Online Distributed Proofreading Team athttpwwwpgdpnetMODERN PROSE AND POETRY FOR SECONDARY SCHOOLSEDITEDWITH NOTES STUDY HELPS AND READING LISTSBYMARGARET ASHMUN MA_Formerly Instructor in English in the University of Wisconsin__Editor of Prose Literature for Secondary Schools_BOSTON NEW YORK CHICAGOHOUGHTON MIFFLIN COMPANYThe Riverside Press CambridgeCOPYRIGHT 1914 BY HOUGHTON MIFFLIN COMPANYALL RIGHTS RESERVED_All selections in this book are used by special permission of andarrangement with the owners of the copyrights_The Riverside PressCAMBRIDGE MASSACHUSETTSUSA                                   Transcribers Note There are several areas where a pronunciation guideis given with diacritical marks that cannot be reproduced in a textfile The following symbols are usedSymbols for Diacritical MarksDIACRITICAL MARK              SAMPLE      ABOVE         BELOWmacron straight line                   x           x2 dots diaresis umlaut                x           x1 dot                            BULLET        x           xgrave accent                             x or x   x or xacute accent aigu                      x or x   x or xcircumflex                               x           xcaron vshaped symbol                   vx           xvbreve ushaped symbol                   x           xtilde                                    x           xcedilla                                  x           xAlso words italicized will have undescores _ before and after them andbold words will have  before and after themFootnotes have been moved to the end of the text Minor typos havebeen corrected                                   PREFACEIt is pleasant to note among teachers of literature in the high schoola growing or perhaps one should say an established conviction that thepupils enjoyment of what he reads ought to be the chief considerationin the work From such enjoyment it is conceded come the knowledge andthe power that are the end of study All profitable literature work inthe secondary grades must be based upon the unforced attention andactivity of the studentAn inevitable phase of this liberal attitude is a readiness to promotethe study of modern authors It is now the generally accepted view thatmany pieces of recent literature are more suitable for young peoplesreading than the old and conventionally approved classics This is notto say that the really readable classics should be discarded since theyhave their own place and their own value Yet it is everywhere admittedthat modern literature should be given its opportunity to appeal to highschool students and that at some stage in their course it shouldreceive its due share of recognition The mere fact that modern writersare in point of material and style less remote than the classicauthors from the immediate interests of the students is sufficient torecommend them Then too since young people are in the nature ofthings constantly brought into contact with some form of modernliterature they need to be provided with a standard of criticism andchoiceThe present volume is an attempt to assemble in a convenient manner anumber of selections from recent literature such as high schoolstudents of average taste and ability may understand and enjoy Theseselections are not all equally difficult Some need to be read rapidlyfor their intrinsic interest others deserve more analysis of form andcontent still others demand careful intensive study This diversity ofmethod is almost a necessity in a full years course in reading inwhich rigidity and monotony ought above all things to be avoidedAlthough convinced that the larger part of the reading work in the highschool years should be devoted to the study of prose the editor hashere included what she believes to be a just proportion of poetry Thepoems have been chosen with a view to the fact that they are varied inform and sentiment and that they exhibit in no small degree thetendencies of modern poetic thought with its love of nature and itshumanitarian impulsesAn attempt has been made to present examples of the most usual andreadable forms of prose,24
+Produced by John Hagerson Susan Skinner and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetA SCHOOL HISTORYOF THE GREAT WARBYALBERT E McKINLEY PHDPROFESSOR OF HISTORY UNIVERSITY OF PENNSYLVANIACHARLES A COULOMB PHDDISTRICT SUPERINTENDENT OF SCHOOLS PHILADELPHIAANDARMAND J GERSON PHDDISTRICT SUPERINTENDENT OF SCHOOLS PHILADELPHIACopyright 1918 byAlbert E McKinley Charles A Coulomband Armand J GersonTranscribers Note Certain characters within this text have beentranscribed using the following schemex is equivalent to x with a macron above itx is equivalent to x with a breve above itPREFACEThis brief history of the worlds greatest war was prepared upon thesuggestion of the National Board for Historical Service Its purpose isto expand into an historical narrative the outline of the study of thewar which the authors prepared for the Board and which was published bythe United States Bureau of Education as Teachers Leaflet No 4 inAugust 1918 The arrangement of chapters and the choice of topics havebeen largely determined by the various headings in the outline for thecourse in grades seven and eightThe authors trust that the simple presentation here given may aid indeveloping a national comprehension of the issues involved in the warand they hope it may play some part in preparing the American people forthe solution of the great problems which lie immediately before usCONTENTSCHAPTER   I EUROPE BEFORE THE GREAT WAR                                      5  II WHY GERMANY WANTED WAR                                          27 III GERMAN MILITARISM                                               34  IV INTERNATIONAL LAW AND THE HAGUE CONFERENCES                     38   V INTERNATIONAL JEALOUSIES AND ALLIANCES                          48  VI THE BALKAN STATES                                               59 VII THE BEGINNINGS OF THE GREAT WAR                                 67VIII THE WAR IN 1914                                                 77  IX THE WAR IN 1915                                                 95   X THE WAR IN 1916                                                107  XI THE WAR IN 1917                                                118 XII THE WAR IN 1918                                                135XIII THE UNITED STATES IN THE WAR                                   152 XIV QUESTIONS OF THE COMING PEACE                                  168CHRONOLOGYPrincipal Events of the War                              181INDEX                                                                190A School History of the Great WarCHAPTER IEUROPE BEFORE THE GREAT WARTo understand the Great War it is not sufficient to read the dailyhappenings of military and naval events as they are told in newspapersand magazines We must go back of the facts of today and find,4
+Produced by Frank van Drogen Mireille Harmelin and theOnline Distributed Proofreading Team Europe athttpdprastkonet This file was produced from imagesgenerously made available by the Bibliothèque nationalede France BnFGallicaOEUVRES COMPLÈTES DE HENRI CONSCIENCE                                   HISTOIRE DE DEUX ENFANTS DOUVRIERSPARHENRI CONSCIENCENOUVELLE ÉDITION PARIS CALMANN LÉVY ÉDITEURANCIENNE MAISON MICHEL LÉVY FRÈRESRUE AUBER 3 ET BOULEVARD DES ITALIENS 15À LA LIBRAIRIE NOUVELLE1879                                   HISTOIRE DE DEUX ENFANTS DOUVRIERSICette grande maison avec ses cent fenêtres que lon voit sur le pont duMoulin à Gand est la fabrique de coton de M Raemdonck Quoique le jourbaisse tout y est encore en pleine activité La lourde bâtisse tremblejusque dans ses fondements sous le mouvement des mécaniques que faitmarcher la vapeurCest dabord le _diable_ cette puissante machine dans laquelle lecoton est battu secoué et foulé jusquà ce quil soit expurgé de toutcorps étranger Puis les cordes les instruments de tension et leslanternes ou pots tournants qui tous ensemble changent la laine végétaleen flocons de neige la mêlent la divisent et la préparent pour êtreconvertie par les machines à filer en un fil mince comme un cheveu Puisles cardeuses et enfin les métiers des tisserands et les barres desfileurs avec leurs broches et leurs bobines innombrables Tout du haut enbas se meut court et sagite avec une rapidité fiévreuse Cest uneinfinité dessieux qui pivotent de roues qui tournent dengrenages quigrincent de courroies qui se déroulent de métiers qui sagitent et defuseaux qui ronflent Chaque mouvement produit un bruit qui se mêleaux autres bruits pour former une espèce de roulement de tonnerre ungrondement énervant si intense et si continu quil absorbe toute lapensée du visiteur que le hasard amène en ces lieux et létourdit commele sifflement des vents déchaînés sur une mer furieuseTandis que le fer et le feu y remplissent tout de leur vie et de leur voixlhomme erre comme un muet fantôme parmi les gigantesques machines queson génie a créées Il y a là des hommes des femmes des enfants en masseils surveillent la marche des rouages ils rattachent les fils rompusils placent du coton sur les bobines et fournissent sans cesse desaliments au monstre à cent bras qui semble dévorer la matière avec uneavidité insatiableVoyez comme tous hommes et femmes vont et viennent entre les rouagespresque sans précaution comme les enfants passent en rampant sous lesmoulins à filer Et cependant quune courroie une dent une de toutes ceschoses qui pivotent touche leur blouse et le fer impitoyable arracheraleurs membres ou broiera leur corps et ne le lâchera que pour le rejeterplus loin comme une masse informe Ah combien dimprudents ouvriersont été dévorés par cette force brutale et aveugle qui ne fait pas dedifférence entre le coton et la chair humaineMais un coup de cloche a retenti Le chauffeur arrête la machine il ôteaux mécaniques la respiration et la vie et au bruit formidable augrondement assourdissant succède le silence de la solitude et du reposCétait par une soirée de lété de 1832 les ouvriers de la fabrique de MRaemdonck avertis par le son de la cloche cessèrent leur travail et seréunirent dans une cour intérieure pour y attendre devant le guichetpratiqué dans lune des fenêtres du bureau le payement des salaires de lasemaine qui venait de finirBien quentremêlés ils formaient toutefois quelques groupes On pouvaitvoir que les femmes les enfants et les hommes étaient portés à former desgroupes séparés même les tisserands et les fileurs se trouvaient à descôtés différents de la courLes femmes furent payées dabord car parmi elles il y avait beaucoup demères dont les nourrissons attendaient peutêtre depuis des heures leurnourriture Pauvres petits confiés pendant des jours entiers à des mainsétrangères vivant depuis leur naissance dans la détresse et le besoinvictimes dun vice social qui contre la nature et la volonté de Dieuarrache la femme à laccomplissement de ses devoirs de mère suprême loide son existence sur la terreUne certaine animation régnait parmi les ouvriers ils paraissaient joyeuxparce que la longue semaine était écoulée et que le repos du lendemainleur souriaitUn gaillard solidement bâti qui se tenait parmi les fileurs sedistinguait par ses propos bruyants Des mots plaisants et de grossierslazzis tombaient de sa bouche au point que plus dune fois il avaitprovoqué les éclats de rire de ses camaradesÀ ce moment il aperçut un ouvrier qui sortait de la fabrique etsapprochait de lextrémité du groupe des rieurs il se dirigea vers luifit signe quil avait à lui parler lentraîna à quelques pas de sescamarades et ditAh çà Adrien ce soir tu es des nôtres nestce pas Comme nousrirons comme nous nous amuseronsDes vôtres Jean Je ne sais rien réponditilComment tu ne sais pas que Léon Leroux célèbre ce soir son jubiléQuel jubiléIl y a vingtcinq ans quil est fileurLéon travailletil déjà depuis si longtemps Impossible cet hommenest pas encore assez vieuxPas assez vieux Adrien Il était rattacheur de fils dans la filature deLiévin Bauwens dans la toute première fabrique qui fut établie à GandCétait en 1800 et Léon avait alors quinze ans Il le sait encore au boutdu doigt comme sil avait un almanach dans la tête Il est devenu fileuren 1807 chez M Devos Compte donc sur tes doigts sept de trentedeuxreste vingtcinqEn effet on ne le dirait pas Léon ne paraît pas avoir quarante ansCest quil comprend la vie et prend le temps comme il vient Silavait été un rongelâme il y a longtemps quil serait couché dans lecimetière Une bonne pinte de bière une tranche de lard et de temps entemps un coup de genièvre cela rajeunit le sang mon garçon Eh bienen estu Un demifranc de mise nous chantons nous buvons nous rionsjusquà minuit Dailleurs cest demain dimanche En outre il y auraquatre lapins,4
+Produced by Marilynda FraserCunliffe Stacy Brown Thellendand the Online Distributed Proofreading Team athttpwwwpgdpnet This file was made using scans ofpublic domain works from the University of Michigan DigitalLibrariesTHE WOMENOFTHE ARABS_WITH A CHAPTER FOR CHILDREN_BYRev HENRY HARRIS JESSUP DD_Seventeen years American Missionary in Syria_EDITED BYRev CS ROBINSON DD  Rev ISAAC RILEYThe threshold weeps forty days when a girl is born_Mt Lebanon Proverb_NEW YORKDODD  MEAD PUBLISHERSEntered according to Act of Congress in the year 1873 byDODD  MEADin the Office of the Librarian of Congress at Washington_THIS BOOK_IS DEDICATED TO THECHRISTIAN WOMEN OF AMERICA                              Beirût Syria _July 1873_        _Owing to the impossibility of my attending personally to the    editing of this volume I requested my old friends_ Rev CS    Robinson DD _and_ Rev Isaac Riley _of New York to superintend    the work and would gratefully acknowledge their kind and    disinterested aid cheerfully proffered at no little sacrifice of    time_                                                  HH JESSUPPREFACEThe Orient is the birthplace of prophecy Before the advent of our Lordthe very air of the East was resounding with the unconscious propheciesof heathenism Men were in expectation of great changes in the earthWhen Mohammed arose he not only claimed to be the deliverer of amessage inspired of Allah but to foretell the events of futurity Hedeclared that the approach of the latter day could be distinguished byunmistakable signs among which were two of the most notable characterBefore the latter day the _sun shall rise in the West_ and God willsend forth a cold odoriferous wind blowing from _Syria Damascena_ whichshall _sweep away_ the souls of all the faithful and _the Koranitself_ What the world of Islam takes in its literal sense we may takein a deeper spiritual meaning Is it not true that far in the West thegospel sun began to rise and shed its beams on Syria many years agoand that in our day that cold odoriferous wind of truth and lifefragrant with the love of Jesus and the love of man is beginning toblow from Syria Damascena over all the Eastern world The church andthe school the printing press and the translated Bible the periodicaland the ponderous volume the testimony of living witnesses for thetruth and of martyrs who have died in its defence all combine to sweepaway the systems of error whether styled Christian Moslem or PaganThe remarkable uprising of christian women in Christian lands to a newinterest in the welfare of woman in heathen and Mohammedan countries isone of the great events of the present century This book is meant to bea memorial of the early laborers in Syria nearly all of whom havepassed away It is intended also as a record of the work done for womenand girls of the Arab race to show some of the great results which havebeen reached and to stimulate to new zeal and effort in their behalfIn tracing the history of this work it seemed necessary to describe thecondition of woman in Syria when the missionaries first arrived and toexamine the different religious systems which affect her positionIn preparing the chapter on the PreIslamic Arabs I have found valuablematerials in Chenerys Hariri Sales and Rodwells Koran and FreytagsArabic ProverbsFor the facts about the Druze religion I have consulted ColChurchills Works Mount Lebanon and several Arabic manuscripts in themission library in BeirûtRev S Lydes interesting book called the Asian Mystery has given methe principal items with regard to the Nusairîyeh religion Thisconfirms the statements of Suleiman Effendi whose tract revealing thesecrets of the Nusairîyeh faith was printed years ago at the MissionPress in Beirût and translated by that ripe Arabic Scholar Prof ESalisbury of New Haven The bloody Nusairîyeh never forgave Suleiman forrevealing their mysteries and having invited him to a feast in avillage near Adana 1871 brutally buried him alive in a dunghillFor the historical statements of this volume I am indebted to the filesof the Missionary Herald the Annual Reports of the Syria Mission thearchives of the mission in Beirût the memoir of Mrs Sarah L Smithand private letters from Mrs Whiting Mrs De Forest and variousmissionary and native friendsInformation on the general work of the Syrian Mission may be found inDr Andersons Missions to the Oriental churches Rev Isaac BirdsBible Work in Bible Lands and the pamphlet sketches of Rev T Laurieand Rev James S DennisThe specimens of poetry from ancient Arabic poetesses have beengathered from printed and manuscript volumes and from the lips of thepeopleSome accounts of child life in Syria and specimens of Oriental storiesand nursery rhymes have been gathered into a Childrens Chapter Theyhave a value higher than that which is given by mere entertainment asthey exhibit many phases of Arab home life The illustrations of thevolume consist of drawings from photographs by Bergheim of Jerusalem andBonfils of BeirûtThe pages of Arabic were electrotyped in Beirût by Mr Samuel Hallockthe skilful superintendent of the American PressI send out this record of the work carried on in Syria with deepgratitude for all that the Lord has done and with an ardent desire thatit may be the means of bringing this great field more vividly before theminds of Christian people of wakening warmer devotion to the missionarycause and so of hastening the time when every Arab woman shall enjoythe honor and be worthy of the elevation which come with faith in Himwho was first foretold as the seed of the woman,4
+Produced by Robert Cicconetti Josephine Paolucci and theOnline Distributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetThis file was produced from images generously madeavailable by the Canadian Institute for HistoricalMicroreproductions wwwcanadianaorgThe Mormon ProphetBYLILY DOUGALLAuthor of The Mermaid The Zeitgeist The Madonna of a Day Beggars AllEtcTORONTOTHE WJ GAGE COMPANY LIMITED1899COPYRIGHT 1899BY D APPLETON AND COMPANY_All rights reserved_PREFACEIn studying the rise of this curious sect I have discovered that certainmisconceptions concerning it are deeply rooted in the minds of many ofthe more earnest of the wellwishers to society Some otherwisewellinformed people hold Mormonism to be synonymous with polygamybelieve that Brigham Young was its chief prophet and are convinced thatthe miseries of oppressed women and tyrannies exercised over helplesssubjects of both sexes are the only themes that the religion of morethan two hundred thousand people can afford When I have ventured inconversation to deny these somewhat fabulous notions it has beenearnestly suggested to me that to write on so false a religion in otherthan a polemic spirit would tend to the undermining of civilised lifeIn spite of these warnings and although I know it to be a mostdangerous commodity I have ventured to offer the simple truth as faras I have been able to discern it consoling my advisers with theassurance that its insidious influence will be unlikely to do harmbecause however potent may be the direful latitude of other religiousnovels this particular book can only interest those wiser folk who arebest able to deal with itAs however to many who have preconceived the case this narrativemight in the absence of explanation seem purely fanciful let mebriefly refer to the historical facts on which it is based The Mormonsrevere but one prophet As to his identity there can be no mistakesince many of the revelations were addressed to him by nameToJoseph Smith Junior He never saw Utah and his public teachings werefor the most part unexceptionable Taking necessary liberty withincidents I have endeavoured to present Smiths character as I found itin his own writings in the narratives of contemporary writers and inthe memories of the older inhabitants of KirtlandIn reviewing the evidence I am unable to believe that had Smithsdoctrine been conscious invention it would have lent sufficient powerto carry him through persecutions in which his life hung in thebalance and his cause appeared to be lost or that the class of earnestmen who constituted the rank and file of his early following would havebeen so long deceived by a deliberate hypocrite It appears to me morelikely that Smith was genuinely deluded by the automatic freaks of avigorous but undisciplined brain and that yielding to these he becameconfirmed in the hysterical temperament which always adds to delusionselfdeception and to selfdeception halfconscious fraud In his dayit was necessary to reject a marvel or admit its spiritual significancegranting an honest delusion as to his visions and his book his onlychoice lay between counting himself the sport of devils or the agent ofHeaven an optimistic temperament cast the dieIn describing the persecutions of his early followers I have modifiedrather than enlarged upon the facts It would indeed be difficult toexaggerate the sufferings of this unhappy and extraordinarily successfulsectA large division of the Mormons of today who claim to be Smithsorthodox following and who have never settled in Utah are strictlymonogamous These have never owned Brigham Young as a leader nevermurdered their neighbours or defied the law in any way and so vigoroustheir growth still appears that they claim to have increased theirnumber by fifty thousand since the last census in 1890 Of all theircharacteristics the sincerity of their belief is the most striking InOhio when one of the preachers of these Smithite Mormons wasconducting me through the manystoried temple still standing huge andgray on Kirtland Bluff he laid his hand on a pile of copies of the Bookof Mormon saying solemnly Sister here is the solidest thing inreligion that youll find anywhere I bought the solidest thing forfifty cents and do not advise the same outlay to others The prophetslife is more marvellous and more instructive than the book whoseproduction was its chief triumph That it was an original productionseems probable as the recent discovery of the celebrated Spaldingmanuscript and a critical examination of the evidence of Mrs Spaldinggo far to discredit the popular accusation of plagiarismNear Kirtland I visited a sweetfaced old ladynot however of theMormon persuasionwho as a child had climbed on the prophets knee Mymother always said she told us that if she had to die and leaveyoung children she would rather have left them to Joseph Smith than toany one else in the world he was always kind This testimony as toSmiths kindheartedness I found to be often repeated in the annals ofMormon familiesIn criticising my former stories several reviewers some of themdistinguished in letters have done me the honour to remark that therewas latent laughter in many of my scenes and conversations but that Iwas unconscious of it Be that as it may those who enjoy unconsciousabsurdity will certainly find it in the utterances of the selfstyledprophet of the Mormons Probably one gleam of the sacred fire of humourwould have saved him and his apostles the very unnecessary trouble ofbeing Mormons at allIn looking over the problems involved in such a career as Smiths wemust be struck by the necessity for able and unprejudiced research intothe laws which govern apparent marvels Notwithstanding the very naturaland sometimes justifiable aspersions which have been cast upon the workof the Society for Psychical Research it does appear that thedisinterested service rendered by its more distinguished members is theonly attempt hitherto made to aid people of the socalled mediumistictemperament to understand rather than be swayed by their delusionsWhether such a result is as yet possible or not Mormonism affords agigantic proof of the crying need of an effort in this direction formen are obviously more ignorant of their own elusive mental conditionsthan of any other branch of knowledgeLDMONTREAL December 1898THE MORMON PROPHET_BOOK I_CHAPTER IIn the United States of America there was in the early decades of thiscentury a very,21
+Produced by Robert J HallPictures in Colour of The Isle of WightWITH DESCRIPTIVE NOTES_CONTAINING FIFTY BEAUTIFULLY COLOURED PICTURES OF THE ISLE OF WIGHT_JARROLD  SONS LTD10  11 Warwick Lane ECLondon  Exchange StreetsNorwichPictures in Colour of Isle of WightForewordAmong the numerous holiday resorts which claim the attention ofthe travelling public the Isle of Wight will be found to possessattractions of very varied character It has often been the themeof poets and the delight of artists The student of art and theamateur photographer can find subjects in variety whatever maybe his peculiar line of study The noble cliffs and bays for thestudent of coast scenery old mills and cottages with trees andstreams for the lover of sylvan beauty The rugged grandeur of theLandslip and Undercliff will furnish subjects that yield delight inthe interpretation of their romantic interest The earnest studentof Geology will find enhanced interest in the fact that withinshort distances many successive formations can be studied the highinclination of the strata bringing to the surface the differentformations The gentle undulations of the land also furnish greatopportunities for pictorial expression The Botanist may here findan almost inexhaustible store of treasures Wild flowers and fernsabound in great varietyTo those who have never visited the Island the accompanyingillustrations will unfold sufficient of its beauty to give someidea of its resources Being reproductions from actual photographsthey may be relied upon as being true to Nature There is greatdiversity in the scenery and a holiday can be enjoyed amid itsbeauties which can scarcely be surpassed It may be truly describedas the Garden of England and some of its scenes are here presentedin the hope that those who inspect its beauties as here transcribedwill be induced to visit and see it for themselvesIllustration _Steephill Castle Ventnor_STEEPHILL CASTLE VENTNORWithin a mile of Ventnor and close tothe Town Station of the Isle of Wight Central Railway is SteephillCastle with its beautiful and extensive grounds From every pointoutside the Castle is well embowered in trees only the tower beingvisible It was built in 1835 by I Hambrough Esq The architecturalfeatures are well displayed from inside the garden The view fromthe tower is very fine In 1874 the Empress of Austria stayed hereand hunted with the Isle of Wight hounds during her visit It isoccupied at the present time by Mr and Mrs Morgan Richards theparents of John Oliver Hobbes Mrs Craigie who is a frequentvisitorIllustration _Appuldurcombe Abbey_APPULDURCOMBE ABBEYThe ancient seat of the Worsley family thepresent building was erected in the eighteenth century by Sir RobertWorsley Here the Benedictine monks had a Priory in the time ofHenry III It was dissolved by Henry V Sir Richard Worsley died in1805 and the house became the property of the Earl of Yarboroughwho had married the niece and heiress of the family After beingused as a school for many years it is now occupied by Benedictinemonks In a beautiful park of four hundred acres with a lofty downbehind it the house appears to be a well secluded and charmingretreat There is a public footpath through the meadow in frontof the houseIllustration _Steephill Cove near Ventnor_STEEPHILL COVE NEAR VENTNORTaking the cliff path from Ventnorto the west within a little more than a mile there opens out to viewthis pretty Cove It is a place for painters and its lovelinessin all varieties of Natures many moods has found admirers Thecottages nestling under the banks its particoloured gardenswith enclosing pebble walls its boats and crabpots with thedistant cliffs in succession all combine in a composition thatstrikes the beholder with a conviction of its beautyIllustration _Shanklin Esplanade from Rylstone_SHANKLIN ESPLANADE FROM RYLSTONEThis favourite view which shewsnearly the whole of Shanklin Pier also includes in the distance theCulver Cliff Taken from the Garden of Rylstone overlooking the footof the Chine it forms a most attractive scene The cliff pathwayon the green to the right the winding road and broad esplanadewith the wide expanse of sands furnish a characteristic view ofthe principal features of Shanklin front The level sands form asafe and pleasant bathingground when covered by the sea Boatingtoo is popular it being within easy reach of beautiful bays inthe direction of LuccombeIllustration _Gateway Carisbrooke Castle_GATEWAY CARISBROOKE CASTLEThis noble gateway tower was erectedby Anthony Woodville Lord Scales in the year 1464 and is stillin good preservation The outer gateway was erected in the time ofQueen Elizabeth when a great extension of the grounds enclosedwas made The battled towers the dungeon keep  The loophole grates where captives weep  The flanking walls that round it sweep  In yellow lustre shone ScottThe old massive doors have been removed recently and replaced bya lighter structureIllustration _Osborne House Terrace_OSBORNE HOUSEThis view of Osborne from the south lawn is themost picturesque and gives the late Queens apartments standingout in bold relief in the centre of the picture The terraces belowadorn the building and the rosary which extends on the right tothe lawn is gay with a blaze of colour in the month of June Nowthat Osborne has been made into a Naval College the grounds areopen to visitors on Fridays in the winter and on Tuesdays andFridays in the summer season it is visited by many thousands duringthe yearIllustration _The Pond Bonchurch_THE POND BONCHURCHOne of the show places of the Isle of Wightknown throughout the world by the lovely pictures that have beenmade of it It has lately fallen into disrepute by the destructionof some of its beautiful trees but more specially by the leakageof the pond which left it stagnant dirty and partly dry Thishas now to a large extent been remedied and the pond once moreassumes its former aspect giving reflection in its surface tothe lovely forms of beautiful foliage with which it is overhungThe village is one mile from VentnorIllustration _St Catherines Lighthouse_ST CATHERINES LIGHTHOUSEFormerly the Lighthouse stood uponthe Downs but the prevalence of sea mists during certain portionsof the year which obscured the light at last led to the erectionof the present building near the margin of the sea It is one ofthe most powerful lights,55
+Produced by Thierry Alberto Jeannie Howse and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet                                                                           Transcribers Note                                           A number of obvious typographical errors have been            corrected in this text For a complete list please           see the bottom of this document                              Corrections listed in the existing Errata at the              end of this book have been applied to the text                                                                          The Practice and Theoryof BolshevismBertrand RussellLONDON GEORGE ALLEN  UNWIN LTDRUSKIN HOUSE 40 MUSEUM STREET WC 1_First published November 1920__Reprinted     February 1921__All rights reserved_PREFACEThe Russian Revolution is one of the great heroic events of theworlds history It is natural to compare it to the French Revolutionbut it is in fact something of even more importance It does more tochange daily life and the structure of society it also does more tochange mens beliefs The difference is exemplified by the differencebetween Marx and Rousseau the latter sentimental and soft appealingto emotion obliterating sharp outlines the former systematic likeHegel full of hard intellectual content appealing to historicnecessity and the technical development of industry suggesting a viewof human beings as puppets in the grip of omnipotent material forcesBolshevism combines the characteristics of the French Revolution withthose of the rise of Islam and the result is something radically newwhich can only be understood by a patient and passionate effort ofimaginationBefore entering upon any detail I wish to state as clearly andunambiguously as I can my own attitude towards this new thingBy far the most important aspect of the Russian Revolution is as anattempt to realize Communism I believe that Communism is necessary tothe world and I believe that the heroism of Russia has fired menshopes in a way which was essential to the realization of Communism inthe future Regarded as a splendid attempt without which ultimatesuccess would have been very improbable Bolshevism deserves thegratitude and admiration of all the progressive part of mankindBut the method by which Moscow aims at establishing Communism is apioneer method rough and dangerous too heroic to count the cost ofthe opposition it arouses I do not believe that by this method astable or desirable form of Communism can be established Three issuesseem to me possible from the present situation The first is theultimate defeat of Bolshevism by the forces of capitalism The secondis the victory of the Bolshevists accompanied by a complete loss oftheir ideals and a régime of Napoleonic imperialism The third is aprolonged worldwar in which civilization will go under and all itsmanifestations including Communism will be forgottenIt is because I do not believe that the methods of the ThirdInternational can lead to the desired goal that I have thought itworth while to point out what seem to me undesirable features in thepresent state of Russia I think there are lessons to be learnt whichmust be learnt if the world is ever to achieve what is desired bythose in the West who have sympathy with the original aims of theBolsheviks I do not think these lessons can be learnt except byfacing frankly and fully whatever elements of failure there are inRussia I think these elements of failure are less attributable tofaults of detail than to an impatient philosophy which aims atcreating a new world without sufficient preparation in the opinionsand feelings of ordinary men and womenBut although I do not believe that Communism can be realizedimmediately by the spread of Bolshevism I do believe that ifBolshevism falls it will have contributed a legend and a heroicattempt without which ultimate success might never have come Afundamental economic reconstruction bringing with it veryfarreaching changes in ways of thinking and feeling in philosophyand art and private relations seems absolutely necessary ifindustrialism is to become the servant of man instead of his masterIn all this I am at one with the Bolsheviks politically I criticizethem only when their methods seem to involve a departure from theirown idealsThere is however another aspect of Bolshevism from which I differmore fundamentally Bolshevism is not merely a political doctrine itis also a religion with elaborate dogmas and inspired scripturesWhen Lenin wishes to prove some proposition he does so if possibleby quoting texts from Marx and Engels A fullfledged Communist is notmerely a man who believes that land and capital should be held incommon and their produce distributed as nearly equally as possibleHe is a man who entertains a number of elaborate and dogmaticbeliefssuch as philosophic materialism for examplewhich may betrue but are not to a scientific temper capable of being known tobe true with any certainty This habit of militant certainty aboutobjectively doubtful,9
+Produced by Anthony J AdamEMILE ZOLAbyWilliam Dean HowellsIn these times of electrical movement the sort of construction in themoral world for which ages were once needed takes place almostsimultaneously with the event to be adjusted in history and as true aperspective forms itself as any in the past  A few weeks after thedeath of a poet of such great epical imagination such great ethicalforce as Emile Zola we may see him as clearly and judge him as fairlyas posterity alone was formerly supposed able to see and to judge theheroes that antedated it  The present is always holding in solutionthe elements of the future and the past in fact and whilst Zola stilllived in the moments of his highest activity the love and hate theintelligence and ignorance of his motives and his work were asevident and were as accurately the measure of progressive andretrogressive criticism as they will be hereafter in any of theliterary periods to come  There will never be criticism to appreciatehim more justly to depreciate him more unjustly than that of hisimmediate contemporaries  There will never be a day when criticismwill be of one mind about him when he will no longer be a questionand will have become a conclusion  A conclusion is an accomplishedfact something finally ended something dead and the extraordinaryvitality of Zola when he was doing the things most characteristic ofhim forbids the notion of this in his case  Like every man whoembodies an ideal his individuality partook of what was imperishablein that ideal  Because he believed with his whole soul that fictionshould be the representation and in no measure the misrepresentationof life he will live as long as any history of literature survivesHe will live as a question a dispute an affair of inextinguishabledebate for the two principles of the human mind the love of thenatural and the love of the unnatural the real and the unreal thetruthful and the fanciful are inalienable and indestructibleIZola embodied his ideal inadequately as every man who embodies anideal must  His realism was his creed which he tried to make hisdeed but before his fight was ended and almost before he began toforebode it a losing fight he began to feel and to say for to feelwith that most virtuous and voracious spirit implied saying that hewas too much a romanticist by birth and tradition to exemplify realismin his work  He could not be all to the cause he honored that othermen weremen like Flaubert and Maupassant and Tourguenieff andTolstoy and Galdos and Valdesbecause his intellectual youth had beennurtured on the milk of romanticism at the breast of his mothertimeHe grew up in the day when the great novelists and poets wereromanticists and what he came to abhor he had first adored  He wasthat pathetic paradox a prophet who cannot practise what he preacheswho cannot build his doctrine into the edifice of a living faith  Zolawas none the less but all the more a poet in this  He conceived ofreality poetically and always saw his human documents as he beganearly to call them ranged in the form of an epic poem  He fell belowthe greatest of the Russians to whom alone he was inferior inimagining that the affairs of men group themselves strongly about acentral interest to which they constantly refer and after whateverexcursions definitely or definitively return  He was not willingly anepic poet perhaps but he was an epic poet nevertheless and theimperfection of his realism began with the perfection of his formNature is sometimes dramatic though never on the hard and fast termsof the theatre but she is almost never epic and Zola was always epicOne need only think over his books and his subjects to be convinced ofthis  LAssommoir and drunkenness Nana and harlotry Germinaleand strikes LArgent and money getting and losing in all itsbranches PotBouille and the cruel squalor of poverty La Terreand the life of the peasant Le Debacle and the decay of imperialismThe largest of these schemes does not extend beyond the peripherydescribed by the centrifugal whirl of its central motive and the leastof the RougonMacquart series is of the same epicality as the grandestEach is bound to a thesis but reality is bound to no thesis  Youcannot say where it begins or where it leaves off and it will notallow you to say precisely what its meaning or argument is  For thisreason there are no such perfect pieces of realism as the plays ofIbsen which have all or each a thesis but do not hold themselvesbound to prove it or even fully to state it after these for realitycome the novels of Tolstoy which are of a direction so profoundbecause so patient of aberration and exceptionWe think of beauty as implicated in symmetry but there are distinctlytwo kinds of beauty the symmetrical and the unsymmetrical the beautyof the temple and the beauty of the tree  Life is not more symmetricalthan a tree and the effort of art to give it balance and proportion isto make it as false in effect as a tree clipped and trained to acertain shape  The Russians and the Scandinavians alone seem to haverisen to a consciousness of this in their imaginative literaturethough the English have always unconsciously obeyed the law of ourbeing in their generally crude and involuntary formulations of it  Inthe northern masters there is no appearance of what M Ernest Dupuycalls the joinerwork of the French fictionalists and there is in theprocess no joinerwork in Zola but the final effect is joinerworkIt is a temple he builds and not a tree he plants and lets grow afterhe has planted the seed and here he betrays not only his French schoolbut his Italian instinctIn his form Zola is classic that is regular symmetrical seeking thebeauty of the temple rather than the beauty of the tree  If the fightin his day had been the earlier fight between classicism andromanticism instead of romanticism and realism,35
+Produced by Suzanne Lybarger Kathryn Lybarger SankarViswanathan and the Online Distributed Proofreading Teamat httpwwwpgdpnet    Illustration _Madonna of Castelfranco_ Photogravure from the    Painting by Giorgione in the Parish Church Castelfranco                                  THE                            MADONNA IN ART                                  BY                           ESTELLE M HURLL                              Illustrated                     A mother is a mother still                     The holiest thing alive                                            COLERIDGE                                BOSTON                         LC PAGE AND COMPANY                           _INCORPORATED_                                 1898                           _Copyright 1897_                       BY LC PAGE AND COMPANY                            INCORPORATEDCONTENTSCHAPTERPREFACEINTRODUCTIONI THE PORTRAIT MADONNAII THE MADONNA ENTHRONEDIII THE MADONNA IN THE SKYIV THE PASTORAL MADONNAV THE MADONNA IN A HOME ENVIRONMENTVI THE MADONNA OF LOVEVII THE MADONNA IN ADORATIONVIII THE MADONNA AS WITNESSBIBLIOGRAPHYILLUSTRATIONSGIORGIONE         Madonna of Castelfranco              _Frontispiece_              _Parish Church Castelfranco_JACOPO BELLINI    Madonna and Child              _Venice Academy_GABRIEL MAX       Madonna and ChildPERUGINO          Madonna and Saints Detail              _Vatican Gallery Rome_GIOVANNI BELLINI  Madonna of San Zaccaria Detail              _Church of San Zaccaria Venice_VERONESE          Madonna and Saints              _Venice Academy_QUENTIN MASSYS    Madonna and Child              _Berlin Gallery_FRA ANGELICO      Madonna della Stella              _Monastery of San Marco Florence_UMBRIAN SCHOOL    Glorification of the Virgin              _National Gallery London_MORETTO           Madonna in Glory              _Church of San Giorgio Maggiore Verona_SPANISH SCHOOL       Madonna on the Crescent Moon                   _Dresden Gallery_BOUGUEREAU           Madonna of the AngelsRAPHAEL              Madonna in the Meadow                   _Belvedere Gallery Vienna_LEONARDO DA VINCI    Madonna of the Rocks                   _National Gallery London_PALMA VECCHIO        Santa Conversazione                   _Belvedere Gallery Vienna_FILIPPINO LIPPI      Madonna in a Rose Garden                   _Pitti Gallery Florence_SCHONGAUER           Holy Family                   _Belvedere Gallery Vienna_RAPHAEL,4
+Produced by Chuck GreifMorsamor peregrinaciones heroicas y lances de amor y fortuna de Miguelde Zuheros y Tiburcio de SimahondaPorJuan ValeraLibrería de Fernando FéMadrid1899Al Excmo Sr Conde de Casa ValenciaMi querido primo Para distraer mis penas egoístas al considerarme tanviejo y tan quebrantado de salud y mis penas patrióticas al considerara España tan abatida he soltado el freno a la imaginación que no letuvo nunca muy firme y la he echado a volar por esos mundos de Diospara escribir la novela que te dedicoTomando por lo serio algunos preceptos irónicos de don Leandro Fernándezde Moratín en su _Lección poética_ he puesto en mi libro cuanto se hapresentado a mi memoria de lo que he oído o leído en alabanza de unaépoca muy distinta de la presente cuando era España la primera naciónde Europa Así he procurado consolarme de que hoy no lo sea si bienescribiendo la más _antimoratinesca_ de mis composiciones literariasBien puedo asegurar que hay en ella          Cuanto puede hacinar la fantasía          en concebir delirios eminente          magia blasón alquimia teosofía          náutica bellas artes oratoria          brahmánica y gentil mitología          sacra profana universal historiaY otras mil curiosidadesSi a pesar de tanta riqueza de ingredientes el pasto espiritual que doyal público resulta desabrido o empalagoso no te negaré que he deafligirme pero me servirá de consuelo lo inocente de mi trabajo Nadamás inocente que componer un libro de entretenimiento aunque noentretenga Con no leerle evitará toda persona discreta el mal queinvoluntariamente pudiera yo causarle Yo no trato de enseñar nada ni deprobar nada Si alguien deduce consecuencias o moralejas de la lecturade este libro él y no yo será responsable de ellas Yo sólo pretendodivertir un rato a quien me lea dejando a los sabios enseñar yadoctrinar a sus semejantes y dejando a nuestros hombres políticos ladifícil tarea de regenerarnos y de sacarnos del atolladero en que noshemos metidoHe de confesarte sin embargo que a veces tengo yo pensamientos algopresuntuosos porque creo que el mejor modo de obtener la regeneraciónde que tanto se habla es entretenerse en los ratos de ocio contandocuentos aunque sean poco divertidos y no pensar en barcos nuevos nien fortificaciones ni en tener sino muy pocos soldados hasta queseamos ricos indispensable condición en el día para ser fuertes Serfuertes en el día es cuestión de lujo Seamos pues débiles e inermesmientras que no podemos ser lujosos Imitemos a Don Quijote cuandoquiso hacerse pastor después de vencido por el Caballero de la BlancaLuna Mientras que unos esquilan las ovejas y mientras que otros recogenla leche en colodras y hacen requesones y quesos aumentando así lariqueza individual y por consiguiente la colectiva nosotros o almenos yo incapacitados por la vejez para tan útiles operacionesempleémonos en tocar la churumbela el violón u otro instrumentopastoril para que se recreen las ovejas          De pacer olvidadas escuchandoo quizás consolándose de que poco o nada les dejen que pacer losrabadanes A fin de vivir contentos en esta forzosa Arcadia recordemosvuestras pasadas glorias no superadas aún por los pueblos más pujantesy engreídos que hay ahora en el mundo y compongamos con dichosrecuerdos y con el buen humor que no debe abandonarnos historias comola que yo te ofrezco la cual si no es amena es por su benigna ycandorosa intención digna de todo aplauso Date tú el tuyo defiéndemecon indulgente habilidad de los que me censuren y créeme siempre tuafectísimo amigo y parienteJuan ValeraEn el claustroIEn el primer tercio del siglo XVI y en un convento de frailesfranciscanos situado no lejos de la ciudad de Sevilla casi en lamargen del Guadalquivir y en soledad amena vivía un buen religiosoprofeso llamado Fray Miguel de Zuheros probablemente porque eranatural de la enriscada y pequeña villa de dicho nombreNo era el Padre alto ni bajo ni delgado ni grueso Y como no sedistinguía tampoco por extremado ascetismo ni por elocuencia en elpúlpito ni por saber mucho de teología y de cánones ni por ningunaotra cosa pasaba sin ser notado entre los treinta y cinco o treinta yseis frailes que había en el conventoHacía más de cuarenta años que había profesado Y su vida ibadeslizándose allí tranquila y silenciosa sin la menor señal ni indiciode que pudiese dejar rastro de sí en el trillado camino que la llevaba asu término a una muerte obscura y no llorada ni lamentada de nadieporque Fray Miguel aunque no era antipático no era simpático tampocose daba poquísima maña para ganar voluntades y amigos y al parecer nien el convento ni fuera del convento los teníaEn vista de lo expuesto nadie puede extrañar que hayan caído en elolvido más profundo el nombre y la vida de Fray MiguelYa verá el curioso lector si tiene paciencia para leer sin cansarseesta historia las causas que me mueven a sacar del olvido a taninsignificante personajeSon estas causas de dos clases unas particularísimas que se sabráncuando esta historia termine y otras tan generales que bien puedendeclararse desde el principio y que voy a declarar aquíTodo ser humano considerado exterior y someramente es indigno dememoria si no ha logrado por virtud de sus hechos o de sus palabrashabladas o escritas influir poderosamente en los sucesos de su épocahaciendo ruido en el mundo Los que ni por la acción ni por elpensamiento revestido de una forma sensible logran señalarse pasancomo sombras sin dejar rastro ni huella en el sendero de la vida y van ahundirse en olvidada sepultura sin que nadie deplore su muerte y sinque nadie al cabo de pocos años y a veces al cabo de pocos días seacuerde de que vivieronY sin embargo cuando por cualquier medio o estilo acertamos a penetraren las profundidades del corazón y en los más apartados y obscurosaposentos del cerebro del personaje,0
+Produced by Frank van Drogen Mireille Harmelin and theOnline Distributed Proofreaders Europe athttpdprastkonet This file was produced from imagesgenerously made available by the Bibliothèque nationalede France BnFGallicaLE ROMAN HISTORIQUE À LÉPOQUE ROMANTIQUEEssai sur linfluence de Walter ScottparLouis MAIGRON_Professeur à lUniversité de ClermontFerrand_NOUVELLE ÉDITIONLIBRAIRIE ANCIENNE H CHAMPION ÉDITEUR5 QUAI MALAQUAIS PARIS1912DU MÊME AUTEURFontenelle Lhomme loeuvre linfluenceOuvrage couronné par lAcadémie françaiseFontenelle Histoire des Oracles édition critiqueCollection de la Société des Textes français modernesLe Romantisme et les moeursEssai détude historique et sociale daprès des documents inéditsOuvrage couronné par lAcadémie françaiseLe Romantisme et la mode daprès des documents inéditsUn manuscrit inédit de Remard sur Delille_Revue dhistoire littéraire de la France_Le Romantisme et le sentiment religieux                                   LE ROMAN HISTORIQUE À LÉPOQUE ROMANTIQUEESSAI SUR LINFLUENCE DE WALTER SCOTTAVERTISSEMENTCette nouvelle édition ne diffère pas essentiellement de la précédente etelle en reproduit les idées générales sans importantes modificationsLa principale de ces idées cest que dans notre littérature la fortunedu roman historique est indissolublement liée à celle du romantismeluimême Impossible avant le XIXe siècle il ne triomphe à partir de 1820que pour disparaître presque immédiatement après 1830 La vogue en fut unmoment prodigieuse elle fut plus éphémère encore De ce problèmedhistoire littéraire et desthétique bien digne sembletil de piquerla curiosité lobjet des pages qui suivent est dessayer une solutionNous y maintenons deux points encore sur lesquels on nous permettradattirer la réflexion du lecteurLa _Chronique de Charles IX_ a ici la place dhonneur et nous la mettonsdélibérément audessus de _NotreDame de Paris_ Non quil sagisse depréférer le talent très distingué sans doute mais dassez faibleenvergure de Mérimée au génie prestigieux de Victor Hugo Cest de toutautre chose quil est question La _Chronique_ a un mérite incontestablequi est dêtre un excellent roman historique cestàdire de tirer toutson intérêt de son exactitude de sa fidélité à reproduire des moeurshistoriques Et lon ne prétend certes pas que ce genre de vérité soitabsent de _NotreDame de Paris_ mais enfin sil y a de lhistoire dansloeuvre de Victor Hugo il y a peutêtre plus encore de poésie defantaisie dimagination toutes choses intéressantes fort précieusesmême quil sera prudent néanmoins de ne pas étaler avec trop decomplaisance dans un roman historique parce quelles le gâterontinfailliblement qui gâtent en effet _NotreDame de Paris_ et quiexpliquent ainsi que dans lévolution de notre genre cest loeuvrediligente du prosateur exact et non celle du prodigieux poète quireprésente le degré le plus voisin de la perfectionDe même nous persistons à croire que si Augustin Thierry doit beaucoup àChateaubriand il se pourrait quil fut encore plus redevable à WalterScott Bien loin dêtre téméraire et inattendue lassertion croyonsnousne doit paraître que très simple et très naturelle à quiconque voudrabien prendre la peine dy regarder dun peu prèset sans jamais perdrede vue que des influences étrangères se sont exercées alors sur notrelittérature avec continuité et profondeur Il serait par trop fâcheux dureste que lapplication dune méthode particulière ne fit pas rencontrerde temps à autre quelque modeste trouvailleContrairement à la formule nous aurions pu écrire Nouvelle éditionrevue et considérablement diminuée La nécessité de réduire larédaction primitive a supprimé beaucoup de pages elle en a écourtédautres et cest sans doute un avantage Mais elle a aussi faitdisparaître ou à peu près toutes les notes Le livre a ainsi lairdêtre privé de ses appuis pour ne pas dire de ses fondements et cestpeutêtre un inconvénient sérieux Mais enfin on a droit de rappeler queces fondements existent et le lecteur scrupuleux saura toujours oùretrouver preuves et justifications_ClermontFerrand décembre 1911_                                   LIVRE PREMIERLE ROMAN HISTORIQUE AVANT LE ROMANTISMESil est indiscutable que le vrai roman historique est une conquête duXIXe siècle il nen est pas moins certain que les Vigny et les Mériméeles Balzac et les Hugo ont eu des précurseurs dans notre littérature etque avec toutes les différences qui peuvent dailleurs les en séparerleurs ancêtres restent bien non pas seulement les Courtilz de Sandras etles Prevost mais même les La Calprenède et les Scudéry Les uns ont écritou plutôt ils ont cru écrire des romans historiques leurs héros ne sontjamais que des personnages illustres il ny a quune toile de fond àleurs scènes et cest toujours lhistoire la plus ordinaire enfin deleurs prétentions est de ne rien avancer quils ne puissent soutenirdirréfutables témoignageschose après tout fort naturelle personnenayant le ton plus affirmatif que le plus effronté menteur Mais pourridicule que soit la mascarade il est remarquable que tous cesromanistes comme les appelait Bayle obéissent dinstinct à une deslois du roman historique qui est de ne point prendre ses personnages dansune réalité trop voisine et donc en général assez peu poétique Orreculer leurs scènes jusquaux temps mal éclairés du moyen âge lestransporter même jusquaux époques fabuleuses de la légende romainecétait donner à leurs oeuvres lespèce dattrait que devaient dégagerplus tard et pour dautres lecteurs _NotreDame de Paris_ ou la _Chroniquede Charles IX_ _Quentin Durward_ ou _Ivanhoe_Avec des ambitions plus modestes dautres réalisent moins mal quoiquesans le savoir la formule du roman historique moderne et se rapprochentdautant plus du but quils semblent moins y tendre Au lieu dintroduirelhistoire dès les premières pages avec ostentation et fracas ils ladissimulent au contraire la glissent à lombre et comme à couvert deleurs aventures tragiques ou plaisantes nous ôtant ainsi et forthabilement la tentation et même le droit dêtre exigeants et sévères pourdes figures reléguées à larrièreplan En même temps par le choix desépoques et des personnages ils sastreignent à plus dexactitude et defidélité Désormais plus de Pharamond de Clélie ou dHoratius Coclèspersonnages fabuleux ou légendaires plus poétiques que vrais et dont ilest impossible de vérifier le vrai caractère mais Louis XIII et Mazarinla cour des Stuarts ou celle de SaintGermain cestàdire lhistoiredhier ou même lhistoire présente et dont,9
+Produced by Mireille Harmelin and the Online DistributedProofreaders Europe at httpdprastkonet This file wasproduced from images generously made available by theBibliothèque nationale de France BnFGallica                        SOCRATE ET SA FEMME                 Comédie par THÉODORE DE BANVILLE            TROISIÈME ÉDITION PARIS CALMANN LÉVY ÉDITEUR          ANCIENNE MAISON MICHEL LEVY FRÈRES 3 RUE AUBER 3                               1886                        COMÉDIE EN UN ACTE    Représentée pour la première fois à Paris à la ComédieFrançaise                    le mercredi 2 décembre 1885DU MÊME AUTEURLE BEAU LÉANDRE comédie en un acte en versLE COUSIN DU ROI comédie en un acte en versDIANE AU BOIS comédie en deux actes en versLE FEUILLETON DARISTOPHANE pièce en un acte en versLES FOURBERIES DE NÉRINE comédie en un acte en versGRINGOIRE comédie en un acte en proseLA POMME comédie en un acte en vers                    PRÉFACE de THÉODORE DE BANVILLEQue de dettes jai non pas à payer ce qui serait impossible mais àreconnaître avec la plus vive gratitudeÀ mon cher confrère M Jules Claretie à lécrivain au romancierau journaliste au critique dart à lauteur dramatique mille foisapplaudi qui administre aujourdhui la ComédieFrançaise je dois lesplus affectueux remerciements et je les lui offre ici du fond du coeurLe jour même de son entrée en fonctions avant tout autre soin il maécrit de venir lire aux comédiens _Socrate et sa Femme_ voulant toutde suite affirmer sa prédilection pour la Poésie en accueillant un de sesplus humbles dévots qui est en même temps un des plus obstinés et desplus fidèles Daccord avec le Comité de la Comédie il ma donné unehospitalité fraternelle et il a mis à ma disposition son goût exquis sesconseils et toutes les ressources quoffre le premier théâtre du mondeQue ne doisje pas à M Coquelin Non seulement il a joué le personnage deSocrate en grand comédien exprimant la sagesse lironie la bonté lasuperbe éloquence du philosophe bien mieux que je navais su le fairemais il a adopté ma comédie il la mise en scène il en a insufflé lapensée et lâme à ses camarades heureux découter les conseils de sajeune expérience et certes je puis dire que ce petit poème est à luiautant quà moiMadame Jeanne Samary pleine de verve desprit dingéniosité definesse demportement lyrique est une Xantippe absolument parfaite etmademoiselle Tholer a la beauté la grâce ingénue le charme vainqueurdont javais tenté de parer la figure de Myrrhine Limportance quejavais dû nécessairement donner aux personnages de Socrate de Xantippeet de Myrrhine ma contraint à me contenter desquisser les autresLes excellents artistes qui ont bien voulu sen charger mesdemoisellesMartin et Persoons MM Joliet Gravollet Falconnier et Hamel les ontinterprétés de façon à en accentuer la vie et le reliefLe public de la ComédieFrançaise si intuitif si délicatement artistea applaudi dans _Socrate et sa femme_ non seulement les intentionscomiques mais aussi les plus subtiles combinaisons dharmonie et de rimesattestant ainsi une fois de plus combien il aime la Poésie au théâtrepourvu quelle soit émue et sincèreT B                          À LAMI DE TOUTE MA VIE                            AU CRITIQUE ÉMINENT                       À LÉRUDIT AU SAGACE HISTORIEN                                AUGUSTE VITU                  CETTE COMÉDIE EST FRATERNELLEMENT DÉDIÉE                                  T BPERSONNAGESSOCRATE      M COQUELINXANTIPPE     Mme JEANNE SAMARYMYRRHINE     Mlle THOLERANTISTHÈNES  M JOLIETPRAXIAS      M GRAVOLLETEUPOLIS      M FALCONNIERDRACÈS       M HAMELMÉLITTA      Mlle MARTINBACCHIS      Mlle PERSOONS           _La scène est à Athènes dans la maison de Socrate                   en lan 429 avant JésusChrist_Le théâtre représente la petite cour intérieure de la maison de SocrateDevant le mur de droite et celui de gauche percés chacun dune portedonnant sur les appartements règne une rangée de colonnettes en boissoutenant une corniche avancée Le mur du fond épais et percé duneporte qui souvre sur le vestibule est surmonté dune petite terrassesur laquelle fleurissent des myrtes et des lauriersroses À gauche duspectateur quelques chaises avec leurs coussins à droite une table etun lit de repos Au lever du rideau Socrate debout et immobile parlelentement et avec le,6
+Produced by Curtis Weyant Josephine Paolucci and theOnline Distributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetThis file was produced from images produced by the WrightAmerican Fiction ProjectTRIFLESFOR THECHRISTMAS HOLIDAYSBYHS ARMSTRONGPHILADELPHIAJB LIPPINCOTT  CO1869Entered according to Act of Congress in the year 1868 byHENRY S ARMSTRONGIn the Clerks Office of the District Court of the United States for theDistrict of LouisianaTOJAS DAVIDSON HILLOF NEW ORLEANSA CHOSEN SCHOOLFELLOW A STANCH COMRADE IN ARMS AND THE TRUE FRIEND OFLATER YEARSTHESETriflesARE AFFECTIONATELY DEDICATEDCONTENTSTHE OVERTURE                             9A CHRISTMAS MELODY                      15STORY OF A BEAST                        29LEAVES IN THE LIFE OF AN IDLER          45MR BUTTERBY RECORDS HIS CASE           71DIAMONDS AND HEARTS                     98TRIFLESFORTHE CHRISTMAS HOLIDAYSTHE OVERTUREChristmas What worldly care could ever lessen the joy of that eventfulday At your first waking in the morning when you lie gazing in drowsylistlessness at the brass ornament on your bedtester when the ring ofthe milkman is like a dream and the cries of the breadman andnewspaperboy sound far off in the distance it peals at you in thelaughter and gay greetings of the servants in the yard Your senses arearoused by a promiscuous discharging of pistols and you are filled witha vague thought that the whole city has been formed into a line ofskirmishers You are startled by a noise on the front pavement whichsounds like an energetic drummer beating the long roll on a barrelheadand you have an indistinct idea that some improvident urchin up sincethe dawn has just expended his last firecrackerAt length there is a stir in the room near you You hear the patter oflittle feet on the stairs and the sound of childish voices in thedrawingroom What transports of admiration what peals of joyousclamor fall on your sleepy ears The patter on the stairs sounds louderand louder the ringing voices come nearer and nearer you hear thelittle hands on your doorknob and you hurry on your dressinggown forit is Christmas morningWhat a wonderful time you have at breakfast There are a halfdozensilver forks for ma a new napkinring for you and what astonishinghaywagons and crying dolls for the children Jane the housemaid isbeaming with happiness in a new collar and black silk apron and Bridgetwill persist in wearing her silver thimble and carrying her newworkbasket though they threaten utter destruction to thebeefsteakplateYou sit an unusually long time over your coffee that morning and say anunusual number of facetious things to everybody You cover Jane withconfusion and throw Bridget into an explosion of mirth by slylyalluding to a blueeyed young drayman you one evening noticed seated onthe kitchen steps Perhaps you venture a prediction on the miserableexistence he is some day destined to experiencewhen a look from thelittle lady in the merino morningwrapper checks you and you confess toyourself that you are feeling uncommonly happyAt last the breakfast ends and the children go out for a romp Perhapsyou are a little taken aback when you are informed your easychair hasbeen removed to the library but you see Bridget still in securepossession of her thimble and workbasket with a huge china bowl in onehand and an eggbeater in the other looking very warm and very muchconfused and you take your departure to your own domain to con overthe morning papersYou hear an indistinct sound of the drawing of corks and beating ofeggs of a great many dishes being taken out of the chinacloset and agood many orders being given in an undertonewhy is it women alwayswill speak in a whisper when there is a man about the houseand youlose yourself in the leader or the prices currentThe skirmishers have evidently suffered disaster for the firing becomesmore and more distant and at length dies from your hearing You arefavored with a call from the improvident little boy who requests you togrant him the privilege of collecting such of his unexplodedfirecrackers as may be in your front yard giving you at the sametime the interesting information that they are to be made intospitdevils You are overwhelmed by a profound bow from the grocerslad as he passes your window and you invite him in and beg that he willhonor you by accepting half a dollar and a handful of doughnutsthelady in the merino morningwrapper has provided a cakebasket full forthe occasion You are also waited on by the milkman who you are gladto see is really flesh and blood and not as you have sometimessupposed an unearthly bellringer who visited this sublunary sphereonly at five AM and then for the sole purpose of disturbingyour morning nap You are also complimented by the woodman andwoodsawyer an English sailor with a wooden leg who once nearlyswamped you in a tornado of nautical interjections on your presentinghim a new peajacket And then comes the German fruitwoman whose firstcustomer you have the distinguished honor to be and who inconsequence has taken breakfast in your kitchen for the last ten yearsYou remember that on one occasion she spoke of her little boy namedHeinderich who was suffering with his teeth and when you hope thatHeinderich is better you are surprised to learn that he is quite alarge boy going to the public school and that the lady in the merinomorningwrapper has just sent him a new capThe heaping pile of doughnuts gradually lessens until finally there isnot one left The last dish is evidently taken from the chinaclosetand the whole house is filled with that portentous stillness whichcauses the mothers of,49
+THE BLACKBEARDED BARBARIANby Mary Esther Miller MacGregor AKA Marion KeithTHE BLACK BEARDED BARBARIAN 1     1 The name by which George Leslie Mackay was     known among the Chinese of north FormosaCHAPTER I SPLITTING ROCKSUp in the stony pasturefield behind the barn the boys had been workingall the long afternoon Nearly all that is for being boys they hadmanaged to mix a good deal of fun with their labor But now they weretired of both work and play and wondered audibly many times over whythey were not yet called home to supperThe work really belonged to the Mackay boys but like Tom Sawyer theyhad made it so attractive that several volunteers had come to their aidTheir father was putting up a new stone house near the old one downthere behind the orchard and the two youngest of the family had beenput at the task of breaking the largest stones in the fieldIt meant only to drag some underbrush and wood from the forest skirtingthe farm pile them on the stones set fire to them and let the heat dothe rest It had been grand sport at first they all voted better thanplaying shinny and almost as good as going fishing In fact it was akind of free picnic where one could play at Indians all day longBut as the day wore on the picnic idea had languished and thestonebreaking grew more and more to resemble hard workThe warm spring sunset had begun to color the western sky themeadowlarks had gone to bed and the stonebreakers were tired andravenously hungryas hungry as only wolves or country boys can be Thevisitors suggested that they ought to be going home Hold on Dannyjust till this one breaks said the older Mackay boy as he set aburning stick to a new pile of brushThisll be a dandy and its the last too Theyre sure to call us tosupper before weve time to do anotherThe new fire roaring and snapping sending up showers of sparks andfilling the air with the sweet odor of burning cedar proved tooalluring to be left The company squatted on the ground before ithugging their knees and watching the blue column of smoke go straightup into the colored sky It suggested a campfire in war times and eachboy began to tell what great and daring deeds he intended to performwhen he became a manJimmy one of the visitors who had been most enthusiastic over thepicnic side of the days work announced that he was going to be asailor He would command a fleet on the high seas so he would andcapture pirates and grow fabulously wealthy on prizemoney Danny whowas also a guest declared his purpose one day to lead a band of roughriders to the Western plains where he would kill Indians and escapefearful deaths by the narrowest hairbreadthMebbe Im gointo be Premier of Canada some day said one youngsterpoking his bare toes as near as he dared to the flamesThere were hoots of derision This was entirely too tame to be evenconsidered as a careerAnd what are you going to be G L inquired the biggest boy of thesmallestThe others looked at the little fellow and laughed George Mackay wasthe youngest of the group and was a small wiry youngster with a pair offlashing eyes lighting up his thin little face He seemed far toosmall and insignificant to even think about a career But for all thedifference in their size and age the bigger boys treated little Georgewith a good deal of respect For somehow he never failed to do what heset out to do He always won at races he was never anywhere but at thehead of his class he was never known to be afraid of anything in fieldor forest or school ground he was the hardest worker at home or atschool and by sheer pluck he managed to do everything that boys biggerand older and stronger could doSo when Danny asked And what are you going to be G L though theboys laughed at the small thin little body they respected the daringspirit it held and listened for his answerHes goin to be a giant and go off with a show cried one and theyall laughed againLittle G L laughed too but he did not say what he intended to do whenhe grew big Down in his heart he held a far greater ambition than theothers dreamed of It was too great to be toldso great he scarcelyknew what it was himself So he only shook his small head and closed hislips tightly and the rest forgot him and chattered onAway beyond the dark woods the sunset shone red and gold between theblack tree trunks The little boy gazed at it wonderingly The sight ofthose morning and evening glories always stirred his childs souland made him long to go awayaway he knew not whereto do great andglorious deeds The Mackay boys grandfather had fought at Waterloo andlittle George Leslie the youngest of six had heard many many talesof that gallant struggle and every time they had been told him he hadsilently resolved that some day he too would do just such brave deedsas his grandfather had doneAs the boys talked on and the little fellow gazed at the sunset anddreamed the big stone cracked in two the fire died down and stillthere came no welcome call to supper from any of the farmhouses insight The Mackay boys had been trained in a fine oldfashioned Canadianhome and did not dream of quitting work until they were summoned Butthe visitors were merely visitors and could go home when they likedThe future admiral of the piratekilling fleet declared he must go andget supper or hed eat the grass he was so hungry The coming Premierof Canada and the Indianslayer agreed with him and they all jumped thefence and went whooping away over the soft brown fields toward homeThere was just one big stone left It was a huge boulder four feetacrossWell never get,4
+Produced by Jeroen Hellingman and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet  Van Schooljongen tot Koning Een verhaal samengesteld uit de aanteekeningen  VanRobert I  Koning van Czernovië  Door  A BertrandGeïllustreerd door Jan Sluyters   Amsterdam  HJW Becht  1903INHOUDI Hoe dit Boek ontstond 1De ontvoering van een HoogereBurgerscholier op 13 October1901Na een jaar van angst en spanning zien zijn vriendenhem terugEr wordt hem f10000 geboden voor een beschrijvingvan zijn lotgevallenII Rob vliegt de Lucht in 11Wat Rob in het Vondelpark vondDe geheimzinnigedoosRob meent een komplot op het spoor te zijnHoe zijnnieuwsgierigheid gestraft werdIII Op het Luchtschip 16Rob komt aan boord van De VogelHij wordt vriendelijkontvangen en vindt een fraaie logeerkamer voor zichingerichtHij leert het leven aan boord kennenDe eerstedag valt hem niet tegenIV Hoe De Vogel er uitzag 35Rob ondervindt dat er in de lucht ook een HBS isLa toonthem eenige wonderenDe geheimen van de stuurkamerBijnazoo hoog als de MontBlancRob gaat vroeg naar bedV Een Strijd tusschen een Lucht en een Oorlogsschip 46De Vogel gaat aan landEr dreigt gevaarRob redtden commandantEen Engelsch oorlogsschipEen onbloediggevechtHet jacht van den ontdekkingsreiziger LaneRobwordt zeemanDe landing te DoverVI Rob komt in Londen 68De ontvangst te DoverDe aankomst in LondenHet huis inLongmanstreetLis eerste lezing over een nooit gemaakteZuidpoolreisAlle Londensche heeren wenschen zich eenpoolmeisje tot vrouwHet diner van het AardrijkskundigGenootschapRob drinkt thee met den KoningDekroonjuweelenVII Li steelt de Kroonjuweelen 80Li krijgt het koffertje te leenLa verricht nieuwewonderenDe Koning ontvangt een splinternieuw koffertjeHoehij beetgenomen werdDe kroonjuweelen zijn gestolenHetverhaal van de diefachtige poesLi heeft de diamanten tepakkenDe groote ontdekkingsreiziger steekt met zijn jachtvan walTerug op De VogelDe reis naar TransvaalHoehet met de diamanten afliepVIII Li vertelt zn Geschiedenis 95Waarin verteld wordt hoe t maar n haartje gescheeld hadof Rob was weer in t Vondelpark gaan wandelenLi verteltzijn levensgeschiedenisRob hoort van de stichting derOranjeRepubliek van Ruslands booze plannen van de dappereElizabeth Helmont en den edelen ingenieur Van StralenIX Een onverwacht Avontuur 112De kust van TripolisDe leeuwenjachtDe onderaardschegewelvenIn handen van menschenetersDe ontdekkingsreizigerKorling als goochelaarDe vluchtWeer op De VogelX Nof en de Strandroover 138Nof is verdwenenMen wacht hem tevergeefsDe man in hetschuitjeHet losgeldNof komt terugHet verhaal vanQuebranto den StrandrooverNaar CzernoviëXI De Vogel wordt vernietigd 156De reis wordt door stormen vertraagdDe nederdaling bijMidiaEr ontploft een mijn en De Vogel vliegt in deluchtIn Turksche gevangenschapDe DardanellenOorlogLien Rob herkrijgen hun vrijheidDe Engelsche spionnen gaande doos inNaar SlavowitzXII Rob maakt kennis met den Hertog van Bora 168In het Hotel CzernoviëVan Stralen ontmoet zijn broerDaarkomt de PrinsesEen ontmoeting met den aanstaandenPrinsGemaalEsse quam videriVan Stralen doet een duelopDe tooneelspelen van AeschylusVan avond om zes uurXIII De Verrader 193Waarin we Maarschalk Zabern en Prinses Elizabeth leerenkennenWat de gezant te Petersburg schreefEen verraderonder de MinistersRussakoff is ontsnaptXIV Ivan Bavenski 202Een gesprek met den Minister van Binnenlandsche ZakenDedrie verzegelde pakkettenElizabeth hoort van het duelDebrief van FelixZou hij het zijnNaar het Roode WoudXV Het Duel 213De ontmoeting in het Roode WoudDe RussischeschildwachtHet duel begintDe plotselinge verschijningder PrinsesDe Hertog wordt gearresteerdZij hebbenelkaar herkendXVI Wat Katina van Russakoff vertelde 220De drie vrienden ontmoeten ZabernKatina de patriotZabernkomt Russakoff op het spoorMet spoed naar Slavowitz terugXVII Russakoff begaat een Moord 238Hoe Katina een troïka mentHet kloosterDe Russische wijkvan SlavowitzDe troïka komt in het gedrangPaul wordtdoodelijk gewondFelix Zabern en het raadselschriftZouRob werkelijk de oplossing gevonden hebbenXVIII Felix en Elizabeth 254Felix wordt bij de Prinses ontbodenHetweerzienWederzijdsche ontboezemingenFelix wordt totSecretaris benoemdXIX Een Staaltje van Schermkunst 262De Minister van Financiën en de Commandant der CitadelEenopstootje in de KamerWat het orkest van Mengelberg op zngeweten heeftFelix verslaat zes tegenstandersDe FuriënXX Rob betrapt een Inbreker 278Rob gaat aan het cijferenGevondenDe inbraak in hetPaleisZabern redt Rob nog juist op tijdHet verbrandeCharterWat zal er van Czernovië wordenXXI Het Gezantschap van den Czaar 295Felix aanvaardt zijn nieuwe betrekkingGraaf Feodor OrloffGezant van den Czaar doet eenige brutale vragenElizabethantwoordt hem zeer beleefdKatina wordt eerst tegen haar zindaarna vrijwillig gevangenZabern schrijft een briefXXII Een gemaskerd Bal 319Het wetsontwerpLipskiPrinses Elizabeth teekent eencontractDe schatten van het St NicolaaskloosterIedereenverliest den moed behalve ZabernXXIII Een Moordaanslag op de Prinses 338Rob wordt met een benoeming verrastDe wapenschouwingTweeschoten op de PrinsesDe daders ontsnappenDe wetLipskikomt in stemmingDe verrassing van ZabernDe moordenaarwordt gevatDe kelder van LipskiZabern schrijft eenbriefXXIV Een Russisch Leger aan de Grens 364Felix wordt uit Czernovië verbannenHij gaat maar hijzal terugkomenZes Turksche krijgsgevangenen in hetstudeervertrek van ZabernRob verdwijntRavenski komtmet nieuwe bedreigingenDe Czaar staat aan de grensXXV De Vooravond van de Kroning 381Het Russische leger komt naderRavenski hernieuwt zijnbedreigingenElizabeth ontvangt een bezoek van den Hertogvan BoraDe drie verraders gekniptXXVI Zabern en Ravenski 388Melchior de verraderZabern verschijntDepostduifRavenski ontvangt een sabelhouwHet kanon vande CitadelXXVII De Kroning 398Hoe het kwam dat de Hertog ontvluchtteDe stoet zet zichin bewegingWaar blijft FelixWaar blijft RobHetSt Nicolaasklooster door de Russen bezetDe stem vanOrloffDe Hertog verschijntDe CzaarRob brengt hetCharterElizabeth kiest Felix tot kampioenXXVIII Het Kroningsduel 426De ontmoeting tusschen Elizabeth en FelixHet duelbegintEdelmoedigheid van FelixDe Hertog wordt doodelijkgewondXXIX Eind goed Al goed 438De kroning gaat doorCzernovië is vrijFelix wordtPrinsGemaalFelix en Elizabeth doen afstand van dentroonRobert Rensma President der OranjeRepubliekEERSTE HOOFDSTUKHOE DIT BOEK ONTSTONDDe ontvoering van een HoogereBurgerscholier op 13 October1901Na een jaar van angst en spanning zien zijn vriendenhem terugEr wordt hem f10000 geboden voor een beschrijvingvan zijn lotgevallenDe groote gebeurtenis die den 13en October 1901 het geheele landin rep en roer bracht waarover de kranten weken lang kolommen volschreven en die weldra in alle deelen van Europa met schrik enverwondering besproken werddie gebeurtenis ligt ons allen nog zooversch in het geheugen dat ik ze den lezer nauwelijks nader behoefaan te duidenNu echter de geheimzinnige sluier opgeheven is waarmee dezegebeurtenis een jaar lang was bedekt en de geschiedenis van RobRensmas lotgevallen in dit boek wordt bekend gemaakt nu zij hetmij volledigheidshalve vergund de feiten nog even in t kort aante stippenHet was ongeveer half negen in den morgen van den 13en October1901 Rob bevond zich op dat tijdstip op het Leidsche Plein teAmsterdam en had dus geen haast te maken om met het spelen van negenenin de HoogereBurgerschool te zijn Maar daarom alleen liep hij nietzoo langzaam hij had twee zware repetities in t vooruitzichtenhij had den heelen vorigen avond in t Vondelpark gefietst Meerbehoef ik er niet,35
+Produced by David WidgerTHE POINT OF HONORBYA MILITARY TALEBYJOSEPH CONRADILLUSTRATIONS BY DAN SAYRE GROESBECKNEW YORKTHE MCCLURE COMPANYMCMVIIICopyright 1908 by The McClure CompanyCopyright 1907 1908 by Joseph ConradLIST OF ILLUSTRATIONSYou will fight no more duels now FrontispieceBowing before a sylphlike form reclining on a couchThe angry clash of arms filled that prim gardenYou take the nearest brute Colonel DHubertINapoleon the First whose career had the quality of a duel against thewhole of Europe disliked duelling between the officers of his army Thegreat military emperor was not a swashbuckler and had little respectfor traditionNevertheless a story of duelling which became a legend in the army runsthrough the epic of imperial wars To the surprise and admiration oftheir fellows two officers like insane artists trying to gild refinedgold or paint the lily pursued their private contest through theyears of universal carnage They were officers of cavalry and theirconnection with the highspirited but fanciful animal which carries meninto battle seems particularly appropriate It would be difficult toimagine for heroes of this legend two officers of infantry of the linefor example whose fantasy is tamed by much walking exercise and whosevalour necessarily must be of a more plodding kind As to artilleryor engineers whose heads are kept cool on a diet of mathematics it issimply unthinkableThe names of the two officers were Feraud and DHubert and they wereboth lieutenants in a regiment of hussars but not in the same regimentFeraud was doing regimental work but Lieutenant DHubert had the goodfortune to be attached to the person of the general commanding thedivision as _officier dordonnance_ It was in Strasbourg and in thisagreeable and important garrison they were enjoying greatly a shortinterval of peace They were enjoying it though both intensely warlikebecause it was a swordsharpening firelockcleaning peace dear to amilitary heart and undamaging to military prestige inasmuch that no onebelieved in its sincerity or durationUnder those historical circumstances so favourable to the properappreciation of military leisure Lieutenant DHubert could have beenseen one fine afternoon making his way along the street of a cheerfulsuburb towards Lieutenant Ferauds quarters which were in a privatehouse with a garden at the back belonging to an old maiden ladyHis knock at the door was answered instantly by a young maid in Alsatiancostume Her fresh complexion and her long eyelashes which she loweredmodestly at the sight of the tall officer caused Lieutenant DHubertwho was accessible to esthetic impressions to relax the cold ondutyexpression of his face At the same time he observed that the girl hadover her arm a pair of hussars breeches red with a blue stripeLieutenant Feraud at home he inquired benevolentlyOh no sir He went out at six this morningAnd the little maid tried to close the door but Lieutenant DHubertopposing this move with gentle firmness stepped into the anteroomjingling his spursCome my dear You dont mean to say he has not been home since sixoclock this morningSaying these words Lieutenant DHubert opened without ceremony thedoor of a room so comfortable and neatly ordered that only from internalevidence in the shape of boots uniforms and military accoutrements didhe acquire the conviction that it was Lieutenant Ferauds room And hesaw also that Lieutenant Feraud was not at home The truthful maid hadfollowed him and looked up inquisitivelyHm said Lieutenant DHubert greatly disappointed for he hadalready visited all the haunts where a lieutenant of hussars could befound of a fine afternoon And do you happen to know my dear why hewent out at six this morningNo she answered readily He came home late at night and snored Iheard him when I got up at five Then he dressed himself in his oldestuniform and went out Service I supposeService Not a bit of it cried Lieutenant DHubert Learn my childthat he went out so early to fight a duel with a civilianShe heard the news without a quiver of her dark eyelashes It was veryobvious that the actions of Lieutenant Feraud were generally abovecriticism She only looked up for a moment in mute surprise andLieutenant DHubert concluded from this absence of emotion that shemust have seen Lieutenant Feraud since the morning He looked around theroomCome he insisted with confidential familiarity Hes perhapssomewhere in the house nowShe shook her headSo much the worse for him continued Lieutenant DHubert in a tone ofanxious conviction But he has been home this morningThis time the pretty maid nodded slightlyHe has cried Lieutenant DHubert And went out again What forCouldnt he keep quietly indoors What a lunatic My dear childLieutenant DHuberts natural kindness of disposition and strong senseof comradeship helped his powers of observation which generally werenot remarkable He changed his tone to a most insinuating softness andgazing at the hussars breeches hanging over the arm of the girl heappealed to the interest she took in Lieutenant Ferauds comfort andhappiness He was pressing and persuasive He used his eyes which werelarge and fine with excellent effect His anxiety to get hold atonce of Lieutenant Feraud for Lieutenant Ferauds own good seemed sogenuine that at last it overcame the girls discretion Unluckily shehad not much to tell Lieutenant Feraud had returned home shortly beforeten had walked straight into his room and had thrown himself on hisbed to resume his slumbers She had heard him snore rather louder thanbefore far into the afternoon Then he got up put on his best uniformand went out That was all she knewShe raised her candid eyes up to Lieutenant DHubert who stared at herincredulouslyIts incredible Gone parading the town in his best uniform My dearchild dont you know that he ran that civilian through this morningClean through as you spit a hareShe accepted this gruesome intelligence without any signs of distressBut she pressed her lips together thoughtfullyHe isnt parading the town she remarked in a low tone Far fromitThe civilians family is making an awful row continued LieutenantDHubert pursuing his train of thought And the general is very angryIts one of the best families in the town Feraud ought to have keptclose at leastWhat will the general do to him inquired the,13
+Produced by Jeroen Hellingman and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet                            DE MUIS                               OF                     DE GESTOORDE NACHTRUST         EEN BERIJMDE GESCHIEDENIS IN TWAALF TAFEREELEN                        VOOR JONG EN OUD                      TEKST VAN BRAGA JR                 TEEKENINGEN VAN P VAN GELDORPDE MUISHoe dikwijls heeft al in het leven  Zelfs de allerkleinste omstandigheidEen huis vol onrust ons gegeven  En schrik en angst in t hart verspreidNiet altijd is t een hemelwonder  Dat ons verschrikt door zijn natuurMaar kleinigheên zijn t in t bizonder  Die kwelling baren te ieder uurGeen oorlog noch rumoer in staten  Geen heerschzucht van NapoleonGeen kuiperij van diplomaten  Of wat men bij n congres verzonGeen tegenspoed bij groote werken  Geen willekeur van t Pruisisch hofGeen Godsdienstkwesties in de kerken  Gaf in dit boek den zanger stofEn wat men mooglijk ook moog gissen  Ik bied u hier geen huiskrakeelOf misgevallen erfenissen  Geschetst in t treurigste tafereelk Laat gaarne t huisbewind de vrouwen  Hoe stout zich manlief ook verzetk Laat alle staten rustig sjouwen  Om t al of niet volmaakt budgetk Laat ieder vorst naar wensch regeeren  Ik moei mij met geen politiekIk wek geen onrust voor de beeren  En maak geen andre menschen ziekIk laat geen metallieken dalen  Ik zet geen dieven achter t slotIk wil geen moordnaarsleven malen  Of noem het vrijersleven zotIk mor niet om belastingwetten  Betaal gedwee mijn zuurverdiende geldLaat alle bakers daaglijks koffie zetten  En geloof altijd wat ons de krant verteltk Bezing geen schandlijke bankroeten  En allerminst een maagdenroofGeen Oostersch vraagstuk ook geen knoeten  Want voor mishandlen blijf ik doofk Wil met mijn lied geen schrikbeeld wekken  Noch onrust stichten bij den raadk Noem geen Ministers kamergekken  Of wek geen tweedracht nijd of haatk Beweeg mij niet in s lands historie  k Spreek van geen Kenau Hasselaark Laat aan 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beentjes lieve guitMaar recht toe tot den morgen uitEn verder werd na t kort gebedDoor deen op dander niet geletMaar in een slapeloozen nachtTerwijl de vrouw aan t huiswerk dachtDaar hoort ze plotseling gedruischZe luistert zoekteen grijze muisHeeft zich o gruwel onversaagdIn t vreedzaam slaapvertrek gewaagdEn Eva beefde en gilde luidO Vader Spar spring haastig uitHet bed want Heer wat bitter kruisEr is een ondier in ons huisVriend Spar keek angstig in het rondTot hij de muis zag op den grondDie keken beiden nog zoo scheefStil aan de vloermat knabblen bleefIIMaar Spar dacht Knaap je zult er aanEn trok zijn broek en kousen aanWie had ooit Snarretje voorspeldDat hij zoo op zijn rust gesteldNog in het middernachtlijk uurZou opstaan voor een avontuurHij greep een stok en sloeg in t rondMaar sloeg waar zich geen muis bevondHij sprong en stapte heen en weêrMaar miste t raken keer op keerEn Eva lag met bangen blikTe staren en kreeg schrik op schrikZij riep maar Sparretje sla raakOpdat de muis mij niet genaakEn was t een oogenblikje stilDra klonk weêr vreeslijk Evas gilVriend Spar geraakte gansch in vuurEn sloeg op tafel stoel en muurMaar eindelijk sprong de rappe muisMisschien toch was t wel bij abuisOp Evas hoofd en zoo op t bedWat Eva gilde Met één zetDook zij van vreeze bijna gekMet hoofd en al beneden t dekMaar stak daar haar het dek bedroogDe bloote beenen ver omhoogEn Spar die nu gansch woedend isSpringt toe en slaat maar altijd misIIIt Was stilen t bleef een poosje stilMen hoorde niet meer slag of gilEn Sparrebeen zei Eva kindDe muis is weg uw rust begintZij werkt zich uit de dekens maarVol angst nog lispt ze och is t waarOch Sparretje ik dank u welWat werkt zoon beest op mijn gestelNu kom ik er eens even uitOm u te danken lieve guitMaar t muisje nog al bij de handKeek juist van onder t ledikantEn Eva nauwlijks op den grondSprong met haar dikke voetjes rondZij schreeuwde luid Daar is de muisJaag Sparlief t beest toch buitenshuisFluks boog de man zich op den grondOf hij de snoode muis ook vondSloeg woedend om zich keer op keerMaar zie de muis ontsnapte weêrEn zuchtend klaagde t echtlijk paarWij vangen,15
+Produced by Rita Farinha and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet This file wasproduced from images generously made available by NationalLibrary of Portugal Biblioteca Nacional de PortugalGUILHERME DAZEVEDOA ALMA NOVALISBOATYPOGRAPHIA SOUSA  FILHORua do Norte 1451874A ANTHERO DE QUENTALA ANTHERO DE QUENTAL_Meu amigoEste livro pareceme um pouco do nosso tempo Sorrindo ou combatendofala da Humanidade e da Justiça inspirandose no mundo que nos rodeiaE porque julgo que elle segue na direcção nova dos espiritos offereçooa um obreiro honesto do pensamento a uma alma lucida moderna egenerosa_Dezembro de 1873Guilherme dAzevedoIEu poucas vezes canto os casos melancolicosOs lethargos gentis os extasis bucolicosE as desditas crueis do proprio coraçãoMas não celebro o vicio e odeio o desalinhoDa muza sem pudor que mostra no caminhoA liga á multidãoA sagrada poesia a peregrina eternaOuvi dizer que soffre uma affecção modernaUns fastios sem nome uns tedios ideaesQue ensaia 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povos choramE a guerra tudo mata e os reis tudo devoramNão posso dizer bem se acaso tu serásA senhora que espalha os languidos fastiosNos pomposos salões sorrindo a fazer fiosÁ viva luz do gazTu és a apparição gentil meia selvagemDolhar profundo e bom de candida roupagemDe fronte immaculada e seios virginaesQue desenha no espaço o limpido contornoE cinge na cabeça o virginal adornoDe folhas naturaesTens a linha ideal das candidas figurasAs curvas divinaes as tintas sãs e purasDa austera virgindade as bellas correcçõesE segues magestosa em teu longo caminhoDeixando fluctuar a tunica de linhoÁs frescas viraçõesQuando trava batalha a tua irmã JustiçaAcodes ao combate e apontas sobre a liçaUma espada de luz ao Mal dominadorE pensas na belleza harmonica das cousasSentindo que se move um mundo sob as louzasNo germen duma flôrNum sorriso cruel pungente dironiaTambem sabes vibrar serena altiva e friaO latego febril das grandes puniçõesE vendote sorrir a geração doenteSentir cuida talvez a nota decadenteDas morbidas cançõesOh vôa sem cessar traçando nos teus hombrosO manto constellado ó deusa dos assombrosAté chegar um dia ás regiões de luzAonde na poeira aurifera dos astrosContricto Satanaz enxugará de rastosAs chagas de JesusLogar á minha fada ó languidas senhorasE vós que amaes do circo as noites tentadorasOs fluctuantes véos os gestos divinaesPodeis vela passar num turbilhão fantasticoVoando no corcel febril nervoso elasticoDos novos ideaesIIEu vi passar além vogando sobre os maresO cadaver dOphelia a espuma da voragemE as algas naturaes serviam de roupagemÁ triste apparição das noites secularesSeguia tristemente ás regiões polaresNos limos das marés e a rija cartilagemSustinhalhe tremendo aos halitos da aragemNo peito carcomido uns grandes nenupharesOh lembrome que tu minha alma em certos diasSorriste já tambem nas vagas harmoniasDas cousas ideaes mas hoje á luz mortiçaDos astros caminhando apenas as ruinasDas tuas creações fantasticas divinasDe pasto vão servindo aos lyrios da justiçaIIIVELHA FARÇARufa ao longe um tambor Dirseia ser o arrancoDum mundo que desaba ahi vae tudo em tropelVão ver passar na rua um velho saltimbancoE uma féra que dansa atada a um cordelÓ funambulos vis comediantes rotosO vosso riso alvar agrada á multidãoE quando vós passaes o archanjo dos esgotosAtiravos a flôr que mais encontra á mãoLá vae tudo a correr são as grotescas dansasDuns velhos animaes que já foram crueisE agora vão soffrendo os risos das creançasE os apupos da turba a troco de dez réisConta um velho histrião descabellado e pallidoDa féra sanguinaria o instincto vil e mauE vae chicoteando um urso meio invalidoQue lambe as mãos ao povo e faz jogo de páuDepois inclina a face e obriga a que lha beijeA fera legendaria olhada com pavorE uma deosa gentil vestida de barejeAnnuncia o prodigio a rufo de tamborE as mães erguem ao collo uns filhos enfezadosQue nunca tinham visto a luz dos ouropeisE accresce á multidão a turba dos soldadosAo ilota da cidade o escravo dos quarteisE o funambulo grita impõe qual evangelhoÁ turba extasiada a grande narraçãoE sobre um cão enfermo um ourangotango velhoPasseia nobremente os gestos de truãoCorrei de toda a parte aligeirae o passoDeixae a grande lida e vinde á rua vêrAs prendas duma fera as galas dum palhaçoE um archanjo que sua e pede de beberA tua imagem tens ó povo legendarioNo comico festim que mal podes pagarPois tu ainda és no mundo o velho dromedarioQue a vara do histrião nas praças faz dansarIVGRAÇA POSTHUMADepois da tua morte eu heide ver se arrancoNuma noite serena ao teu berço finalUm producto mimosoum grande lyrio brancoDa alvura do teu collo eburneo e divinalAquella flôr suave ó minha visão esthericaDebruçada gentil na taça em que a puzerFazermeha lembrar a graça cadavericaDo teu corpo franzino e ethereo de mulherE mesmo conterá de certo alguma cousaDo que me traz submisso e prezo ao teu olharTeu corpo a pouco e pouco irá fugindo á louzaDepois tornado em lyrio á terra hade voltarE em longas noites nelle eu beberei sosinhoSonhando as convulsões duns lindos braços núsA fragrancia que exhala a candidez do linhoEm que hoje ondeias leve e onde os meus labios puzSaudando a boa mãe que faz com que eu te goseDepois do verme vil teu seio polluirMais pura no frescor de tal metamorphoseDo que eras a scismar do que eras,3
+Produced by Aaron CannonBILLY AND THE BIG STICKby Richard Harding DavisHad the Wilmot Electric Light people remained content only to makelight had they not as a byproduct attempted to make money they neednot have left HaytiWhen they flooded with radiance the unpaved streets of PortauPrince noone except the police who complained that the lights kept them awakemade objection but when for this illumination the Wilmot Companydemanded payment every one up to President Hamilear Poussevain wassurprised and grieved So grieved was President Ham as he was lovinglydesignated that he withdrew the Wilmot concession surrounded thepowerhouse with his barefooted army and in a proclamation announcedthat for the future the furnishing of electric light would be a monopolyof the governmentIn Hayti as soon as it begins to make money any industry native orforeign becomes a monopoly of the government The thing worksautomatically It is what in Hayti is understood as _haute_ finance TheWilmot people should have known that Because they did not know thatthey stood to lose what they had sunk in the electriclight plant andafter their departure to New York which departure was accelerated asfar as the wharf by seven generals and twelve privates they proceededto lose more money on lobbyists and lawyers who claimed to understandinternational law even the law of Hayti And lawyers who understandthat are highpricedThe only employee of the Wilmot force who was not escorted to the wharfunder guard was Billy Barlow He escaped the honor because he wassuperintendent of the powerhouse and President Ham believed thatwithout him the lightning would not strike Accordingly by an executiveorder Billy became an employee of the government With this arrangementthe Wilmot people were much pleased For they trusted Billy and theyknew while in the courts they were righting to regain their propertyhe would see no harm came to itBillys title was Directeur General et Inspecteur Municipal de LuminaireElectrique which is some title and his salary was fifty dollars aweek In spite of Billys color President Ham always treated his onlywhite official with courtesy and gave him his full title About givinghim his full salary he was less particular This neglect greatly annoyedBilly He came of sturdy New England stock and possessed that NewEngland conscience which makes the owner a torment to himself and toevery one else a nuisance Like all the other Barlows of Barnstable onCape Cod Billy had worked for his every penny He was no shirker Fromthe first day that he carried a pair of pliers in the leg pocket of hisoveralls and in a sixtyknot gale stretched wires between icecappedtele graph poles he had more than earned his wages Never whether ontime or at piecework had he by a slovenly job or by beating thewhistle robbed his employer And for his honest toil he was determinedto be as honestly paideven by President Hamilcar Poussevain AndPresident Ham never paid anybody neither the Armenian street peddlersin whose sweets he delighted nor the Bethlehem Steel Company nor thehouse of RothschildWhy he paid Billy even the small sums that from time to time Billy wrungfrom the presidents strong box the foreign colony were at a loss toexplain Wagner the new American consul asked Billy how he managed itAs an American minister had not yet been appointed to the duties of theconsul as Wagner assured everybody were added those of diplomacy ButHaytian diplomacy he had yet to master At the seaport in Scotland wherehe had served as viceconsul law and order were as solidly establishedas the stone jetties and by contrast the eccentricities of the BlackREPUBLIC baffled and distressed himIt cant be that you blackmail the president said the consulbecause I understand he boasts he has committed all the known crimesAnd several he invented agreed BillyAnd you cant do it with a gun because they tell me the presidentisnt afraid of anything except a voodoo priestess What is yoursecret coaxed the consul If youll only sell it I know severalPowers that would give you your price Billy smiled modestlyIts very simple he said The first time my wages were shy I went tothe palace and told him if he didnt come across Id shut off the juiceI think he was so stunned at anybody asking him for real money thatwhile he was still stunned he opened his safe and handed me two thousandfrancs I think he did it more in admiration for my nerve than becausehe owed it The next time payday arrived and the pay did not I didntgo to the palace I just went to bed and the lights went to bed tooYou may remember The consul snorted indignantlyI was holding three queens at the time he protested Was it YOU didthatIt was said Billy The police came for me to start the current goingagain but I said I was too ill Then the presidents own doctor cameold Gautier and Gautier examined me with a lantern and said that inHayti my disease frequently proved fatal but he thought if I turned onthe lights I might recover I told him I was tired of life anyway butthat if I could see three thousand francs it might give me an incentiveHe reported back to the president and the three thousand francs arrivedalmost instantly and a chicken broth from Hams own chef with HisExcellencys best wishes for the recovery of the invalid My recoverywas instantaneous and I switched on the lightsI had just moved into the Widow Ducrots hotel that week and herdaughter Claire wouldnt let me eat the broth I thought it was becauseas shes a dandy cook herself she was professionally jealous She putthe broth on the top shelf of the pantry and wrote on a piece of paperGare But the next morning a perfectly good cat who apparentlycouldnt read was lying beside it deadThe consul frowned reprovinglyYou should not make such reckless charges he protested I would callit only a coincidenceYou can call it what you please said Billy but it wont bring thecat back Anyway the next time I went to the palace to collect thepresident was ready for me,7
+Produced by Chuck Greif Tony Browne and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetIllustration Inscription Mr Theodore Roosevelt Author of HuntingTrips of a Ranchman With the compliments of The Author WT HornadaySMITHSONIAN INSTITUTIONUNITED STATES NATIONAL MUSEUM                                   THE EXTERMINATION OF THE AMERICAN BISONBYWILLIAM T HORNADAY_Superintendent of the National Zoological Park_                                   From the Report of the National Museum 188687 pages 369548 andplates IXXII                                   WASHINGTONGOVERNMENT PRINTING OFFICE1889Illustration GROUP OF AMERICAN BISONS IN THE NATIONAL MUSEUMCollected and mounted by W T HornadayCONTENTSPREFATORY NOTEPART ITHE LIFE HISTORY OF THE BISON    I Discovery of the species   II Geographical distribution  III Abundance   IV Character of the species        1 The buffalos rank amongst ruminants        2 Change of form in captivity        3 Mounted specimens in museums        4 The calf        5 The yearling        6 The spike bull        7 The adult bull        8 The cow in the third year        9 The adult cow       10 The Wood or Mountain Buffalo       11 The shedding of the winter pelage    V Habits of the buffalo   VI The food of the buffalo  VII Mental capacity and disposition of the buffalo VIII Value to mankind   IX Economic value of the bison to Western       cattlegrowers        1 The bison in captivity and domestication        2 Need of an improvement in range cattle        3 Character of the buffalodomestic hybrid        4 The bison as a beast of burden        5 List of bison herds and individuals           in captivityPART IITHE EXTERMINATION    I Causes of the extermination   II Methods of slaughter        1 The still hunt        2 The chase on horseback        3 Impounding        4 The surround        5 Decoying and driving        6 Hunting on snowshoes  III Progress of the extermination       A The period of desultory destruction       B The period of systematic slaughter           1 The Red River halfbreeds           2 The country of the Sioux           3 Western railways and their part              in the extermination of the buffalo           4 The division of the universal herd           5 The destruction of the southern herd           6 Statistics of the slaughter           7 The destruction of the northern herd   IV Legislation to prevent useless slaughter    V Completeness of the wild buffalos extirpation   VI Effects of the disappearance of the bison  VII Preservation of the species from absolute extinctionPART IIITHE SMITHSONIAN EXPEDITION FOR SPECIMENS    I The exploration for specimens   II The hunt  III The mounted group in the National MuseumINDEXLIST OF ILLUSTRATIONSGroup of buffaloes in the National MuseumHead of bull buffaloSlaughter of buffalo on Kansas Pacific RailroadBuffalo cow calf and yearlingSpike bullBull buffaloBull buffalo rear viewThe development of the buffalos hornsA dead bullBuffalo skinners at workFive minutes workScene on the northern buffalo rangeHalfbreed calfHalfbreed buffalo domestic cowYoung halfbreed bullThe stillhuntThe chase on horsebackCree Indians impounding buffaloThe surroundIndians on snowshoes hunting buffaloesWhere the millions have goneTrophies of the huntMAPSSketch map of the hunt for buffaloMap illustrating the extermination of the American bisonPREFATORY NOTEIt is hoped that the following historical account of the discoverypartial utilization and almost complete extermination of the greatAmerican bison may serve to cause the public to fully realize the follyof allowing all our most valuable and interesting American mammals to bewantonly destroyed in the same manner The wild buffalo is practicallygone forever and in a few more years when the whitened bones of thelast bleaching skeleton shall have been picked up and shipped East forcommercial uses nothing will remain of him save his old wellworntrails along the watercourses a few museum specimens and regret forhis fate If his untimely end fails even to point a moral that shallbenefit the surviving species of mammals _which are now beingslaughtered in like manner_ it will be sad indeedAlthough _Bison americanus_ is a true bison according to scientificclassification and not a buffalo the fact that more than sixtymillions,4
+Produced by Roger Frank and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetTHE STORY OF BAWNBYKATHARINE TYNANAUTHOR OF THE DEAR IRISH GIRL JULIA DICK PENTREATH ETCCHICAGOAC McCLURG  CO1907Published March 2 1907Printed in Great BritainCONTENTSCHAPTER                              PAGEI Myself                               1II The Ghosts                          7III The Creamery                      16IV Richard Dawson                     24V The Nurse                           33VI One Side of a Story                42VII Old Unhappy Faroff Things      50VIII The Stile in the Wood            55IX A Rough Lover                      63X The Trap                            70XI The Friend                         78XII The Enemy                         86XIII Enlightenment                    93XIV The Miniature                    102XV The Empty House                   108XVI The Portrait                     116XVII The Will of Others              122XVIII Flight                         129XIX The Crying in the Night          137XX An Eavesdropper                   144XXI The New Maid                     152XXII The Dinnerparty                160XXIII The Bargain                    167XXIV The Blow Falls                  175XXV The Lover                        183XXVI The Tribunal                    191XXVII Brosna                         199XXVIII The Quick and the Dead        207XXIX The Sickness                    215XXX The Dark Days                    223XXXI The Weddingdress               231XXXII The New Home                   239XXXIII The End of It                 249XXXIV The Knocking at the Door       257XXXV The Messenger                   266XXXVI The Old Lovers                 275XXXVII The Judgment of God           283XXXVIII Confession                   289XXXIX The Bridegroom Comes           299XL King Cophetua                     307THE STORY OF BAWNCHAPTER IMYSELFI am Bawn Devereux and I have lived as long as I remember at AghadoeAbbey with my grandfather and grandmother the Lord and Lady St LegerAt one time we were a family of five There was my Uncle Luke and therewas my cousin TheobaldTheobald was my boy cousin and we played together up and down the longcorridors in winter and in the darkness of the underground passage insummer in the woods,2
+Produced by Daniel FromontSusan Warner 18191885  Anna Warner 18241915 Wych Hazel1876 Putnams edition 1888_Wych Hazel_ seen by _The Atlantic monthly_ Volume 38 Issue 227September 1876 pp 368369It may well be questioned whether the authors of the _WideWide World_ have added to their fame by this new novel In thefirst place the story it tells is one of no marked merit ororiginality and the way in which it is told is in the highestdegree crabbed and unintelligible There is such an air ofpertness about every one of the speakers and the story istold almost entirely by means of conversations that thereader gets the impression that all the characters arereferring to jests known only to themselves as if he wereoverhearing private conversations As may be imagined thisscrappy way of writing soon becomes very tiresome from thedifficulty the reader has in detecting the hidden meaning ofthese curt sentences The book tells the love of Rollo forWych Hazel and indulges in gentle satire against partiesround dances etc The lovestory is made obscure Rollosmanners are called Spanish and he is in many ways a peculiaryoung man We seem to be dealing much more with notes for anovel than with the completed productWORKS BYSUSAN AND ANNA WARNERWYCH HAZEL Large 12mo cloth extra 1 75If more books of this order were produced it would elevatethe tastes and increase the desire for obtaining a higherorder of literature _The Critic_We can promise every lover of fine fiction a wholesome feastin the book _Boston Traveller_THE GOLD OF CHICKAREE Large 12mo cloth extra 1 75It would be impossible for these two sisters to writeanything the public would not care to read _BostonTranscript_The plot is fresh and the dialogue delightfully vivacious_Detroit Free Press_DIANA 12mo cloth 1 75For charming landscape pictures and the varied influences ofnature for analysis of character and motives of action wehave of late seen nothing like it _The Christian Register_ Diana will be eagerly read by the authors large circle ofadmirers who will rise from its perusal with the feeling thatit is in every prospect worthy of her reputation _BostonTraveller_WYCH HAZELBYSUSAN AND ANNA WARNERAUTHORS OF WIDE WIDE WORLD DIANA THE GOLD OFCHICKAREE ETCNEW YORK  LONDONG P PUTNAMS SONSThe Knickerbocker Press1888COPYRIGHT BYG P PUTNAMS SONS1876CONTENTSCHAPTER I MR FALKIRKCHAPTER II BEGINNING A FAIRY TALECHAPTER III CORNER OF A STAGECOACHCHAPTER IV FELLOWTRAVELLERSCHAPTER V IN THE FOGCHAPTER VI THE RED SQUIRRELCHAPTER VII SMOKECHAPTER VIII THE MILL FLOORCHAPTER IX CATSCHAPTER X CHICKAREECHAPTER XI VIXENCHAPTER XII AT DR MARYLANDSCHAPTER XIII THE GREY COBCHAPTER XIV HOLDING COURTCHAPTER XV TO MOSCHELOOCHAPTER XVI FISHINGCHAPTER XVII ENCHANTED GROUNDCHAPTER XVIII COURT IN THE WOODSCHAPTER XIX SELFCONTROLCHAPTER XX BOUQUETSCHAPTER XXI MOONSHINECHAPTER XXII A REPORTCHAPTER XXIII KITTY FISHERCHAPTER XXIV THE LOSS OF ALL THINGSCHAPTER XXV IN THE GERMANCHAPTER XXVI IN THE ROCKAWAYCHAPTER XXVII THE GERMAN AT OAK HILLCHAPTER XXVIII BREAKFAST FOR THREECHAPTER XXIX JEANNIE DEANSCHAPTER XXX THE WILLCHAPTER XXXI WHOSE WILLCHAPTER XXXII CAPTAIN LANCASTERS TEAMCHAPTER XXXIII HITS AT CROQUETCHAPTER XXXIV FRIENDLY TONGUESCHAPTER XXXV FIGURES AND FAVOURSCHAPTER XXXVI THE RUNAWAYCHAPTER XXXVII IN A FOGCHAPTER XXXVIII DODGINGCHAPTER XXXIX A COTTON MILLCHAPTER XL SOMETHING NEWCHAPTER XLI A LESSONCHAPTER XLII STUDYCHAPTER IMR FALKIRKWe may shut our eyes but we cannot help knowingThat skies are clear and grass is growingWhen one has in charge a treasure which one values greatlyand which if once made known one is pretty sure to lose Isuppose the impulse of most men would be towards a hidingplace So at any rate felt one of the men in this historySchools had done their secluding work for a time tutors andgovernors had come and gone under an almost Carthusian vow ofsilence except as to their lessons and now with seventeenyears of inexperience on his hands Mr Falkirks sensationswere those of the man out West who wanted to move offwhenever another man came within twenty miles of himThus in the forlorn hope of a retreat which yet he knew mustprove useless Mr Falkirk let the first March winds blow himout of town and at this present time was snugly hid away in aremote village which nobody ever heard of and where nobodyever cameSo far so good Mr Falkirk rested and took breathNevertheless the spring came even there and following closein her train the irrepressible conflict Whoever succeeded inrunning away from his dutiesor his difficulties There was aflutter of young life within doors as without and Mr Falkirkknew it there were a hundred rills of music a thousandnameless flowers to which he could not close his senses Therewas a soft indefinable stir and sweetness that told of thebreaking of Winter bonds and the coming of Summer glories andhe could not stay the progress of things in the one case morethan in the otherMr Falkirk had always taken care of this girlthe few yearsbefore his guardianship were too dim to look back to muchFrom the day when she a suddenly orphaned child stoodfrightened and alone among strangers and he came in and tookher on his knee and bade her be a woman and be brave Thatwas his ideal of womanhoodto that combination of strengthand weakness he had tried to bring Wych HazelYet though she had grown up in Mr Falkirks company shenever thoroughly understood him nature and circumstances hadmade him a reserved manand her eyes were young Of a piecewith his reserve was the peculiar fence of separation which hebuilt up between all his own concerns and those of his wardHe was poorshe had a more than ample fortune yet nopersuading would make him live with her Had he been richperhaps she might have lived with him but as it was unlesswhen lodgings were the rule they lived in separate housesonly his was always close at hand Even when his ward was alittle child living at Chickaree with her nurses andhousekeeper Mr Falkirk never spent a night in the house Heformally bought and paid for a tiny cottage on the premisesand there he lived nothing done without his knowledgenothing undone without his notice Not a creature came or wentunperceived by Mr Falkirk And yet this supervision wasgenerally pleasant As he wrought nothing had the air,0
+Produced by Daniel FromontMary Elizabeth Braddon 4 October 1835  4 February1915 Milly Darrelserialised in Belgravia November 1870  January 1871 here takenfrom Milly Darrel and other stories Ashers Collection Emile GaletteParis 1873Produced by Daniel FROMONTASHERS COLLECTIONOFENGLISH AUTHORSBRITISH AND AMERICAN_COPYRIGHT EDITION_VOL 72MILLY DARRELL AND OTHER STORIESBY M E BRADDONIN ONE VOLUMEPARISEMILE GALETTE 12 RUE BONAPARTE1873_This Editionis Copyright for Foreign Circulation only_ASHERS COLLECTIONOFENGLISH AUTHORSBRITISH AND AMERICAN_COPYRIGHT EDITION_VOL 72MILLY DARRELL AND OTHER TALESBY ME BRADDONIN ONE VOLUMEASHERS EDITIONBY THE SAME AUTHORROBERT AINSLEIGH  3 VOLTO THE BITTER END  3 VOLMILLY DARRELLAND OTHER TALESBYM E BRADDONAUTHOR OF LADY AUDLEYS SECRET ROBERT AINSLEIGH ETC_COPYRIGHT EDITION_BERLINA ASHER  CO PUBLISHERS1873TODR AND MRS BEAMANTHE AUTHORS OLD AND VALUED FRIENDSTHIS BOOKIS AFFECTIONATELY INSCRIBEDCONTENTSMILLY DARRELL  PAGE 1OLD RUDDERFORD HALL  PAGE 179THE SPLENDID STRANGER  PAGE 235MILLY DARRELLCHAPTER II BEGIN LIFEI was just nineteen years of age when I began my career as articledpupil with the Miss Bagshots of Albury Lodge Fendale Yorkshire Myfather was a country curate with a delicate wife and four childrenof whom I was the eldest and I had known from my childhood that theday must come in which I should have to get my own living in almostthe only vocation open to a poor gentlemans daughter I had beenfairly educated near home and the first opportunity that arose forplacing me out in the world had been gladly seized upon by my poorfather who consented to pay the modest premium required by the MissBagshots in order that I might be taught the duties of a governessand essay my powers of tuition upon the younger pupils at AlburyLodgeHow well I remember the evening of my arrivala bleak drearyevening at the close of January made still more dismal by adrizzling rain that had never ceased falling since I left myfathers snug little house at Briarwood in Warwickshire I had hadto change trains three times and to wait during a blank andmiserable hour and a quarter or so at small obscure stationsstaring hopelessly at the advertisements on the wallsadvertisementsof somebodys lifesustaining cocoa and somebody elses healthrestoring codliver oil or trying to read the big brownbackedBible in the cheerless little waitingroom and trying O so hardnot to think of home and all the love and happiness I had leftbehind me The journey had been altogether tiresome and fatiguingbut for all that the knowledge that I was near my destinationbrought me no sense of pleasure I think I should have wished thatdismal journey prolonged indefinitely if I could thereby haveescaped the beginning of my new lifeA lumbering omnibus conveyed me from the station to Albury Lodgeafter depositing a grimlooking elderly lady at a house on theoutskirts of the town and a dapperlooking little man whom I tookfor a commercial traveller at an inn in the marketplace I watchedthe road with a kind of idle curiosity as the vehicle lumberedalong The town had a cheerful prosperous air even on this wetwinter night and I saw that there were two fine old churches and alarge modern building which I supposed to be the townhallWe left the town quite behind us before we came to Albury Lodge avery large house on the highroad a square redbrick house of theearly Georgian era shut in from the road by high walls The greatwroughtiron gates in the front had been boarded up and AlburyLodge was now approached by a little wooden sidedoor into a stoneflagged covered passage that led to a small door at the end of thehouse The omnibusdriver deposited me at this door with all myworldly possessions which at this period of my life consisted oftwo rather small boxes and a japanned dressingcase a receptaclethat contained all my most sacred treasuresI was admitted by a rather illtemperedlooking housemaid with acap of obtrusive respectability and a spotless white apron Ifancied that she looked just a little superciliously at my boxeswhich I daresay would not have contained her own wardrobeO its the governesspupil I suppose she said You wasexpected early this afternoon miss Miss Bagshot and Miss Susan aregone out to tea but I can show you where you are to sleep ifyoull please to step this way Do you think you could carry one ofyour trunks if I carry the otherI thought I could so the housemaid and I lugged them all the wayalong the stone passage and up an uncarpeted back staircase whichled from the lobby into which the door at the end of the passageopened We went very high up to the top story in fact where thehousemaid led me into a long bare room with ten little beds in it Iwas well enough accustomed to the dreariness of a school dormitorybut somehow this room looked unusually dismalThere was a jet of gas burning at one end of the room near a dooropening into a lavatory which was little more than a cupboard butin which ten young ladies had to perform their daily ablutions HereI washed my face and hands in icycold water and arranged my hairas well as I could without the aid of a lookingglass that being aluxury not provided at Albury Lodge The servant stood watching meas I made this brief toilet waiting to conduct me to theschoolroom I followed her shivering as I went to a great emptyroom on the first floor The holidays were not quite over and noneof the pupils had as yet returned There was an almost painfulneatness and bareness in place of the usual litter of books andpapers and I could not help thinking that an apartment in aworkhouse would have looked quite as cheerful Even the fire behindthe high wire guard seemed to burn in a different manner from allhome fires a fact which I attributed then to some sympatheticproperty in the coal but which I afterwards found to be caused by aplentiful admixture of coke a slow sulky smoke went up from thedull mass of fuel brightened ever so little now and then by asickly yellow flame One jet of gas dimly lighted this long drearyroom in which there was,0
+Produced by David Clarke Janet Blenkinship and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet Thisfile was produced from images generously made availableby The Internet ArchiveCanadian Libraries ON ACTIVE SERVICE SERIES AT YPRES WITH BESTDUNKLEY By THOMAS HOPE FLOYD LONDON JOHN LANE THE BODLEY HEAD NEW YORK JOHN LANE COMPANY MCMXX _Garden City Press Letchworth Herts_ TO ALL RANKS OF THE SECONDFIFTH LANCASHIRE FUSILIERS WHO FELL AT YPRES ON THE THIRTYFIRST OF JULY 1917 I DEDICATE THIS BOOK   Henceforth  These are our saints  These that we touched and kissed  And frowned upon  These that were frail yet died because the good  Was overthrown  That they in one dread hour  Were terrible  Stains not their sainthood nor is heaven less sure  That they knew hell  How beautiful they are  How bright their eyes  Their hands have grasped the key  Of Paradise  They hold it out to us  Our men our sons   To us  The lonely ones  THOMAS MOULT1FOOTNOTE1 Quoted with Mr Moults permissionFOREWORDNo doubt it will be thought that some apology is necessary for thrustingupon the public all this mass of matter relating to many persons andepisodes with whom and with respect to which they may feel that they arein no way concerned I quite realize that my action may appear strangeand uncalled for to the superficial observer But I do not hold thatview I personally have always felt a desire to read this kind ofliterature The Press does not cease to pour forth volumes of memoirs byleading and prominent personsmatter which is all wanted for a trueunderstanding of the history of our times But this is not enough Werequire all the personal narratives we can get and in my opinion themore personal and intimate the better We want narratives by obscurepersons we want to know and appreciate everybodys outlook upon publicevents whether that outlook be orthodox or unorthodox conventional orunconventional Only thus can we see the recent war in all its aspectsThe motives which have prompted me to publish this book have been wellexpressed by Dr A C Benson in his essay on Authorship in _From aCollege Window_ In that volume there occurs the following strikingpassageThe wonderful thing to me is not that there is so much desire in theworld to express our little portion of the joy the grief the mysteryof it all but that there is so little I wish with all my heart thatthere was more instinct for personal expression Edward Fitzgerald saidthat he wished that we had more lives of obscure persons one wants toknow what other people are thinking and feeling about it all what joysthey anticipate what fears they sustain how they regard the end andcessation of life and perception which waits for us all The worst of itis that people are often so modest they think that their own experienceis so dull so unromantic so uninteresting It is an entire mistake Ifthe dullest person in the world would only put down sincerely what he orshe thought about his or her life about work and love religion andemotion it would be a fascinating document My only sorrow is thatamateurs of whom I have spoken above will not do this they rather turnto external and impersonal impressions relate definite things whatthey see on their travels for instance describing just the thingswhich anyone can see They tend to indulge in the melancholy labour oftranslation or employ customary familiar forms such as the novel orthe play If only they would write diaries and publish them composeimaginary letters let one inside the house of self instead of keepingone wandering in the parkThese memoirs then consist mainly of extracts from my private diaryand my letters home during those memorable days spent in the Salientand its vicinity between the Battle of Messines and the Third Battle ofYpres The letters cover a definite period in the history of a greatbattalion and in the course of the war As will speedily be noticed thewhole period was one of looking forward practising and awaiting a greatday which we all knew was not far off but the actual date of which noneof us knew until it was almost upon us All this time our interestsand perhaps our fears were centred upon one man the unpopularColonel who few of us guessed in those days was destined to win theVC on the day going down in a blaze of glory which should everassociate his name with that battle With that day which was for manyof us the end of all earthly troubles and hopes and fears or at anyrate an end for many months the story reaches its natural terminationIn these pages I give to the public for what they are worth my ownpersonal impressions of the people and things I saw and with whom Icame into contact I hope I have revealed the late Colonel BestDunkleyto the public just as he wasas he appeared to me and as he appeared toothers I believe that in this I am doing right Paint me in my truecolours exclaimed Cromwell to Lely That is all that any heroandBestDunkley was certainly a herocan conscientiously ask And I amsure it was all BestDunkley himself would ever have asked He was abrilliant young man endowed with a remarkable personality It is rightthat his memory should be preserved and if his memory is to bepreserved it must be the memory of the BestDunkley we knewThe battalion which BestDunkley commanded has since his deathachieved great things and acquired great fame under the still morebrilliant leadership of his successor Colonel Brighten but we mustnever forget that it was BestDunkley who led it on the glorious day ofYpres and that it was the tradition which he inspired which has been oneof the strongest elements of esprit de corps in the 25th LancashireFusiliers All who served under BestDunkley remember the fact with acertain amount of pride however unfavourably his personality may haveimpressed itself upon them at the,4
+Produced by Suzanne Shell Sankar Viswanathan and theOnline Distributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet                              THE STORY                                 OF                          MATTIE J JACKSON  HER PARENTAGEEXPERIENCE OF EIGHTEEN YEARS IN SLAVERYINCIDENTS               DURING THE WARHER ESCAPE FROM SLAVERY                            A TRUE STORY                       WRITTEN AND ARRANGED BY                         DR L S THOMPSON                      FORMERLY MRS SCHUYLER                         AS GIVEN BY MATTIE                              LAWRENCE            PRINTED AT SENTINEL OFFICE 123 ESSEX STREET                                1866PREFACEThe object in publishing this book is to gain sympathy from theearnest friends of those who have been bound down by a dominant racein circumstances over which they had no controla butt of ridiculeand a mark of oppression over whom weary ages of degradation havepassed As the links have been broken and the shackles fallen fromthem through the unwearied efforts of our beloved martyr PresidentLincoln as one I feel it a duty to improve the mind and have everhad a thirst for education to fill that vacuum for which the soul hasever yearned since my earliest remembranceThus I ask you to buy my little book to aid me in obtaining aneducation that I may be enabled to do some good in behalf of theelevation of my emancipated brothers and sisters I have now arrivedat the age of twenty As the first dawn of morning has passed and themeridian of life is approaching I know of no other way to speedilygain my object than through the aid and patronage of the friends ofhumanity                                   NOTE Miss Jackson sustains a high moral characterhas been muchrespected since she has been in Lawrence She is from St LouisMissouri and arrived here on the 11th of April 1866 To gain thewish of the heart is utterly impossible without more means than shecan obtain otherwise Her friends have borne her expenses to Lawrenceand have and are still willing to render her aid as far their limitedmeans will allow She was in the same condition of all the neglectedand oppressed Her personal requirements are amply supplied She nowonly craves the means to clothe and qualify the intellect My humbleprayer is that she may meet with unlimited successThis young lady is highly worthy of all the aid our kind friends feela duty to bestow upon her She purposes lecturing and relating herstory and I trust she may render due satisfaction and bear somehumble part in removing doubts indulged by the prejudices against thenatural genius and talent of our race May God give her grace andspeed her on her wayRespectfully yoursL S TMATTIES STORYMy ancestors were transported from Africa to America at the time theslave trade flourished in the Eastern States I cannot give dates asmy progenitors being slaves had no means of keeping them By allaccounts my great grandfather was captured and brought from AfricaHis original name I never learned His masters name was Jackson andhe resided in the State of New York My grandfather was born in thesame State and also remained a slave for some length of time when hewas emancipated his master presenting him with quite an amount ofproperty He was true honest and responsible and this present wasgiven him as a reward He was much encouraged by the cheering prospectof better days A better condition of things now presented itself Ashe possessed a large share of confidence he came to the conclusionas he was free that he was capable of selecting his own residence andmanage his own affairs with prudence and economy But alas his hopeswere soon blighted More heart rending sorrow and degradation awaitedhim He was earnestly invited by a white decoyer to relinquish hisformer design and accompany him to Missouri and join him inspeculation and become wealthy As partners they embarked on board aschooner for St Charles Mo On the passage my grandfather wasseized with a fever and for a while was totally unconscious When heregained his reason he found himself near his journeys end divestedof his free papers and all others On his arrival at St Charles hewas seized by a huge surly looking slaveholder who claimed him ashis property The contract had previously been concluded by hisJudaslike friend who had received the bounty Oh what a saddisappointment After serving,10
+Produced by Carlo Traverso Claudio Paganelli and theOnline Distributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet  BEATRICE CÈNCI  STORIA DEL SECOLO XVI  DI  F D GUERRAZZI  PISA  A SPESE DELLEDITORE  1854Questa Edizione è posta sotto la tutela delle leggi relativePer cuisi avranno per contraffatti quegli Esemplari non muniti della firmadellEditore_Tip Vannucchi_AMASSIMO CORDEROMARCHESE DI MONTEZEMOLO SENATORE DEL REGNO_Non potendo in altro modo sdebitarmi dellamicizia che malgradolasprezza della fortuna e la malignità degli uomini tu nobileveracemente mi conservasti questo mio libro intitolo al tuo nome edesidero tu lo abbi caroSta sanoBastia 20 novembre 1853A TORINO_Affmo Amico_FD GUERRAZZIINTRODUZIONE              Amoroso ti versa a raccontare                 Questa storia di pianto o pianto mio                                              ANFOSSIIo quando vidi la immagine della Beatrice Cènci che la pietosatradizione racconta effigiata dai pennelli di Guido Reni considerandolarco della fronte purissimo gli occhi soavi e la pacatatranquillità del sembiante divino meco stesso pensai ora comecotesta forma di angiolo avrebbe potuto contenere anima di demonio Seil Creatore manifesta i suoi concetti con la bellezza delle cosecreate accompagnando tanto decoro di volto con tanta nequiziadintelligenza non avrebbegli mentito a se stesso Dio è forse uomoper abbassarsi fino alla menzogna I Magi di Oriente e i Sofi dellaGrecia insegnarono che Dio favella in lingua di bellezza La etàghiacciata tiene coteste dottrine in conto di sogni piovuti dal cieloin compagnia delle rose dellaurora lo so Serbi la età ghiacciata isuoi calcoli a noi lasci le nostre immagini serbi il suoargomentare che distrugge a me talenta il palpito che crea Ipellegrini intelletti illuminano di un tratto di luce i tempiavvenire per essi i fati non tengono i pugni chiusi su loceanodello infinito appuntando gli occhi della mente scorgono i secolilontani come lalacre pilota segnala il naviglio laggiù in fondo doveil mare si smarrisce col firmamento A questi sogni divini che cosaavete sostituito voi uomini dal cuore arido La verità voi diteSia ma la dottrina di cui ci dissetate è tutta la verità È ellaeterna necessaria invincibile o piuttosto transeunte e mutabileNo le verità che deturpano la creatura non formano la sua sostanzadel pari che le nuvole non fanno parte del cieloO giovanigenerazioni a cui io mi volgo o care frondi di un albero percossodal fulmine ma non incenerito Dio vi conceda di credere sempre ilbello ed il buono pensieri nati gemelli dalla sua menteimmortaledue scintille sfavillate ad un medesimo punto dalla suabontà infinitadue vibrazioni uscite dalla stessa corda della liraeterna che armonizza il creatoCosì pensando io mi dava a ricercare pei tempi trascorsi lèssi leaccuse e le difese confrontai racconti scritti e memorie porsi leorecchie alla tradizione lontana La tradizione che quando i Potentiscrivono la storia della innocenza tradita col sangue che le trasserodalle vene conserva la verità con le lacrime del popolo e sinsinuanel cuore dei più tardi nepoti a modo di lamento Scoperchiai leantiche sepolture e interrogai le ceneri Purchè sappiansiinterrogare anche le ceneri parlano Invano mi si presentarono agliocchi uomini vestiti di porpora io distinsi dal colore del molluscomarino quello del sangue che da Abele in poi grida vendetta alcospetto di Dioahi troppo spesso indarno Conobbi la ragione dellaoffesa e ciò che persuase il delitto al volgare degli uomini usi asupporlo colà dove colpisce la scure me convinse di sacrificio unicoal mondo Allora Beatrice mi apparve bella di sventura e volgendomialla sua larva sconsolata la supplicai con parole amoroseSorgi infelice dal tuo sepolcro dinfamia e svelati quale tufosti angiolo di martirio Lunga riposa labominazione delle gentisopra il tuo capo incolpevole e non pertanto reciso Poichè seppicomprenderti impetrami virtù che basti a narrare degnamente i tuoicasi a queste care itale fanciulle che ti amano come sorella poco anzidipartita dai dolci colloquii quantunque lombra di due secoli emezzo si distenda sopra il tuo sepolcroCerto questa è storia di truci delitti ma le donzelle della miaterra la leggerannotrapasserà le anime gentili a guisa di spada mala leggeranno Quando si accosterà loro il giovane che amano siaffretteranno arrossendo a nasconderla ma la leggeranno e tioffriranno il premio che unico può darsi ai traditiil piantoEd invero perchè non la dovrebbero leggere Forse perchè racconta dimisfatti e di sventure La trama del mondo si compone di fila diferro La virtù nel tempo pare fiaccola accesa gettata nelle tenebroselatebre dello abisso Fate lieta fronte alla sventura per molto tempoancora siederà non invitata alle vostre mense e temprerà il vostrovino col pianto Quando cesserete di piangere voi sarete felici Egiovino adesso le lacrime e il sangue sparsi imperciocchè il fioredella libertà non si nudrisca che di siffatte rugiade La virtù disseSocrate in contesa con lo infortunio è spettacolo degno degli DeiBisogna pure che sia così dacchè troppo spesso se lo pongano dinanziai loro occhi immortaliPensoso più di te che di me stesso io piango e scrivo Educato allascuola dei mali mi sono sacri i miseri I fati mi avvolsero finodalla nascita la sventura intorno alla vita come le fasce dellainfanziala sventura mi porse con le mammelle rigide un latteacerbo ma la sventura ancora mi ha ricinto i fianchi con la zonadella costanza per cui dentro il carcere senza fine amaro incominciaiquesto racconto e dentro il carcere adesso io lo compiscoSopra la terra si levarono e si levano soli nei quali la stirpe deiribaldi per celare il pallore del rimorso o della paura simbrattanola faccia col sangue dei magnanimi come glistrioni della tragedia diTespi se la tingevano di mostoLo ricordino bene le genti quandolamore di patria è registrato nel codice come delitto capitalelatirannide allaga a modo di secondo diluvioMa la storia non si seppellisce co cadaveri dei traditi essaimbraccia le sue tavole di bronzo quasi scudo che salva dalloblio itraditi e i traditoriNella sala grande,13
+Produced by Carlo Traverso Claudio Paganelli and theOnline Distributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet     EDMONDO DE AMICIS     RICORDI DI PARIGI          MILANO  FRATELLI TREVES EDITORI           1879DELLO STESSO AUTORE  _La Vita militare_ Milano Treves 1868 Esaurito  _La Vita militare_ Firenze Lemonnier 1869  _Ricordi del 187071_ Firenze Barbéra 1872 4ª ediz  _Spagna_ Firenze Barbéra 1873 6a ediz  _Ricordi di Londra_ Milano Treves 1874 6ª ediz  _Olanda_ Firenze Barbéra 1874 4ª ediz  _Pagine sparse_ Milano Tip Lombarda 1875 4ª ediz  _Marocco_ Milano Treves 1876 5ª ediz  _Marocco_ Edizione illustrata Milano Treves 1879  _Costantinopoli_ Milano Treves 1877 9ª ediz  _Novelle_ Milano Treves 1878 Nuova edizione riveduta e ampliataDI PROSSIMA PUBBLICAZIONE  _Cuore_      EDMONDO DE AMICIS      RICORDI DI PARIGI           MILANO    FRATELLI TREVES EDITORI            1879Milano Tip Fratelli Treves_Gli editori hanno compite tutte le formalità richieste dalla leggee dalle convenzioni internazionali per riservare la Proprietàletteraria e il diritto di traduzione_IL PRIMO GIORNO A PARIGI                          Parigi 28 giugno 1878Eccomi preso daccapo a questimmensa rete dorata in cui ogni tantobisogna cascare volere o non volere La prima volta ci restai quattromesi dibattendomi disperatamente e benedissi il giorno che ne usciiMa vedo che la colpa era tutta mia ora che ci ritorno     composto a nobile quieteperchè guai a chi viene a Parigi troppo giovane senza uno scopofermo colla testa in tumulto e colle tasche vuote Ora vedo Parigiserenamente e la vedo a traverso allanima dun caro amico che mi farisentire più vive e più fresche tutte le impressioni dellaprima voltaEd ecco quelle del primo giorno come le può rendere una mentestanca e una penna presa ad imprestito dallalbergatorePrima desser condotto allEsposizione bisogna che il lettore entricon noi in Parigi daremo insieme unocchiata al teatro prima divoltarci verso il palco scenicoSiamo discesi alla stazione della strada ferrata di Lione alle ottodella mattina con un tempo bellissimo E ci trovammo subitoimbarazzati Avevamo letto nei giornali che i fiaccherai di Parigispingevano le loro pretese fino al punto di non voler piùtrasportare persone grasse Io feci osservare al Giacosa che noi dueeravamo fatti apposta per provocare e giustificare un rifiuto sdegnosodal più cortese dei fiaccherai Egli simpensierì io pureAvevamo indosso per giunta due spolverine che cingrossavanospietatamente Come fare Non cera che da tentare di produrre un podillusione avvicinandosi a una carrozza a passo di contraddanza einterpellando luomo con una voce in falsetto Il tentativo riuscìIl fiaccheraio ci rivolse uno sguardo inquieto ma ci lasciòsalire e si diresse rapidamente verso i _boulevards_Dovevamo andare fino al _boulevard_ degli Italiani ossia diritti alcentro di Parigi passando per la più ammirabile delle sue stradeLa prima impressione è gradevoleÈ la grande piazza irregolare della Bastiglia spettacolosa etumultuosa nella quale sboccano quattro _boulevards_ e dieci vie eda cui si sente rumoreggiar sordamente il vasto sobborgo diSantAntonio Ma sè ancora intronati dallo strepito della grandeStazione lugubre dove sè discesi rotti e sonnolenti e quel vastospazio pieno di luce quei mille colori la grande colonna di Lugliogli alberi il viavai rapidissimo delle carrozze e della follasintravvedono appena È il primo soffio impetuoso e sonoro dellavita di Parigi e si riceve a occhi socchiusi Non si comincia a vedernettamente che nel _boulevard_ BeaumarchaisQui comincia ad apparire Parigi La via larghissima la doppia filadegli alberi le case allegre tutto è nitido e fresco e da tuttospira unaria giovanile Si riconoscono al primo sguardo mille piccoleraffinatezze di comodità e deleganza che rivelano un popolo pienodi bisogni e di capricci per il quale il superfluo è piùindispensabile del necessario e che gode la vita con unarteingegnosa È la _buvette_ tutta risplendente di vetri e di metalliè il piccolo caffè pieno di pretese signorili è la piccolatrattoria che ostenta i ghiottumi squisiti del gran _restaurant_ sonomille piccole botteghe linde e ridenti che fanno a soverchiarsi leune le altre a furia di colori di mostre discrizioni di fantoccidi piccole gale e di piccoli vezzi Fra le due file degli alberi èun andirivieni di carrozze di grandi carri di carrozzoni tirati damacchine a vapore e domnibus altissimi carichi di gente chesobbalzano sul selciato ineguale con un fracasso assordante Ma èun movimento diverso da quello di Londra Il luogo aperto e verde ivisi le voci i colori danno a quel tramestìo laspetto più diun divertimento che di un lavoro E poi la popolazione non è nuovaSon tutte figure conosciute che fanno sorridere È _Gervaise_ chesaffaccia alla porta della bottega col ferro in mano è _monsieurJoyeuse_ che va allufficio fantasticando una gratificazione è_Pipelet_ che legge la Gazzetta è _Frédéric_ che passa sottole finestre di _Bernerette_ la sartina del Murger è la merciaiadel Kock è il _gamin_ di Vittor Hugo o il Prudhomme del Monnierè l_homme daffaire_ del Balzac è loperaio dello ZolaEccoli tutti Come ci accorgiamo che anche lontani le mille migliasi viveva nella immensa cinta di Parigi Sono le otto e mezzo e lagrande giornata della grande cittàgiornata per Parigi mese perchi arrivaè già cominciata calda e clamorosa come unabattaglia Di là dal clamore della strada si sente confusamente lavoce profonda degli enormi quartieri nascosti come il muggito dunmare mascherato dalle dune Sè appena usciti dal _boulevard_Beaumarchais non sè ancora arrivati in fondo al _boulevard_ delleFiglie del Calvario e già sindovina si sente si respira stoper dire limmensità di Parigi E si pensa con stupore a quellecittadine solitarie e silenziose da cui sè partiti che sichiamano Torino o Milano o Firenze dove si stava tutti a uscio ebottega e si viveva quasi in famiglia Ieri vogavamo in un laghettooggi navighiamo in un oceanoSi è fatto un po più dun miglio,0
+Produced by Diane Monico and the Project Gutenberg OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetTHE WRACK OF THE STORM                                               THE WORKS OF MAURICE MAETERLINCK                                                            ESSAYS                                                                                      The Treasure of the Humble                    Wisdom and Destiny                            The Life of the Bee                           The Buried Temple                             The Double Garden                             The Measure of the Hours                      On Emerson and Other Essays                  Our Eternity                                  The Unknown Guest                             The Wrack of the Storm                                                                      PLAYS                                                                                       Sister Beatrice and Ardiane and Barbe Bleue  Joyzelle and Monna Vanna                     The Blue Bird A Fairy Play                   Mary Magdalene                                Pélléas and Mélisande and Other Plays        Princess Maleine                              The Intruder and Other Plays                 Aglavaine and Selysette                                                                     HOLIDAY EDITIONS                                                                            Our Friend the Dog                            The Swarm,9
+Produced by Suzanne Shell Susan Skinner and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet   A Slave Girls Story_Being an Autobiography of_      KATE DRUMGOOLD    BROOKLYNNEW YORK          1898CHAPTER IOnce a slave girl I have endeavored to fill the pages with some of themost interesting thoughts that my mind is so full of and not withsomething that is dryThis sketch is written for the good of those that have written andprayed that the slaves might be a freed people and have schools andbooks and learn to read and write for themselves and the Lord in Hislove for us and to us as a race has ever found favor in His sight forwhen we were in the land of bondage He heard the prayers of the faithfulones and came to deliver them out of the Land of EgyptFor God loves those that are oppressed and will save them when they cryunto him and when they put their trust in HimSome of the dear ones have gone to the better land but this is one ofthe answers to their prayersWe as the Negro Race are a free people and God be praised for it Weas the Negro Race need to feel proud of the race and I for one do withall my heart and soul and mind knowing as I do for I have labored forthe good of the race that their children might be the bright andshining lights And we can see the progress that we are making in aneducational way in a short time and I think that we should feel verygrateful to God and those who are trying to help us forward God blesssuch with their health and heart full of that same love that thisworld can not give nor taketh awayThere are many doors that are shut to keep us back as a race but someare opened to us and God be praised for those that are opened to therace and I hope that they will be true to their trust and be of thegreatest help to those that have given them a chanceThere are many that have lost their lives in the far South in trying toget an education but there are many that have done well and we feellike giving God all the praiseI was born in Old Virginia in or near the Valley the other side ofPetersburg of slave parents and I can just call to mind the time whenthe war began for I was not troubled then about wars as I was feelingas free as any one could feel for I was sought by all of the richwhites of the neighborhood as they all loved me as noble whites willlove a child like I was in those days and they would send for me if Ishould be at my play and have me to talk for them and all of theirfriends learned to love me and send me presents and I would stand andtalk and preach for some time for themMy dear mother was sold at the beginning of the war from all of herlittle ones after the death of the lady that she belonged to and whowas so kind to my dear mother and all of the rest of the negroes of theplace and she never liked the idea of holding us as slaves and shealways said that we were all that she had on the earth to love and shedid love me to the lastThe money that my mother was sold for was to keep the rich man fromgoing to the field of battle as he sent a poor white man in his steadand should the war end in his favor the poor white man should havegiven to him one negro and that would fully pay for all of his servicein the army But my God moves in a way unknown to men and they cannever understand His ways for He can plant His footsteps on the Norththe South the East the West and outride any mans ideas and howwonderful are all of his ways And if we as a race will only put ourtrust in Him we shall gain the glorious victory and be a people whoseGod is the God of all this broad earth and may we humble ourselvesbefore Him and call Him BlessedI told you that my white mother did not like the idea of calling us herslaves and she always prayed God that I should never know what slaverywas for she said I was never born to serve as did the slaves of some ofthe people that owned themAnd God in His love for me and to me never let me know of it as didsome of my own dear sisters for some of them were hired out after theold home was broken upMy mother was sold at Richmond Virginia and a gentleman bought her wholived in Georgia and we did not know that she was sold until she wasgone and the saddest thought was to me to know which way she had goneand I used to go outside and look up to see if there was anything thatwould direct me and I saw a clear place in the sky and it seemed to methe way she had gone and I watched it three and a half years notknowing what that meant and it was there the whole time that mother wasgone from her little onesOn one bright Sunday I asked my older sister to go with me for a nicewalk and she did so for she was the one that was so kind to the rest ofusand we saw some sweet flowers on the wayside and we began to havedelight in picking them when all at once I was led to leave her alonewith the flowers and to go where I could look up at that nice clearspot and as I wanted to get as near to it as I could I,10
+Produced by Carlo Traverso Claudio Paganelli and theOnline Distributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet  GIUSEPPE GIACOSA  Come le Foglie  COMMEDIA IN QUATTRO ATTI  MILANO  FRATELLI TREVES EDITORI  15o migliaio          COME LE FOGLIE          _Questa commedia fu rappresentata la prima  volta a Milano dalla Compagnia Tina Di LorenzoFlavio  Andò al teatro Manzoni la sera  del 31 gennaio 1900_  PROPRIETÀ LETTERARIA  I diritti di riproduzione e di traduzione sono riservati  per tutti i paesi compresi la Svezia la Norvegia e lOlanda  Per ottenere il diritto di rappresentazione rivolgersi  esclusivamente alla SOCIETÀ ITALIANA DEGLI AUTORI  Milano Corso Venezia 4          GIUSEPPE GIACOSA  Come le Foglie  COMMEDIA IN QUATTRO ATTI  MILANO  FRATELLI TREVES EDITORI  15o migliaio  Tip Fratelli Treves1910  ALLAMICO  EUGENIO TORELLIVIOLLER  CHE MI FU FEDELE NEI MOMENTI GRAVI  _Giuseppe Giacosa_PERSONAGGIGIOVANNI ROSANI 56 anniGIULIA sua seconda moglie 34 anniTOMMY 27 anni                     suoi figli di primo lettoNENNELE 22 anni MASSIMO ROSANI suo nipote 34 anniLA SIGNORA LAURILA SIGNORA IRENELA SIGNORA LABLANCHEHELMER STRILE pittoreUN ALTRO PITTOREUN SIGNOREANDREA           domesticiGASPARE LUCIA vecchia camerieraMARTA cuocaUN GROOMFACCHINIATTO PRIMO          Un salone fastoso aperto per unarcata che si può chiudere          con imposte scorrenti e rientranti nei muri verso una          fastosissima sala da pranzo  Questa è tappezzata di cuoio a          fondo scuro con grandi fiorami dorati ed ha mobili di noce          scolpiti  Il salone ha un soffitto a cassettoni a borchie          dorate e le pareti coperte di arazzi La gran tavola della          sala da pranzo è ingombra di sacche da viaggio porta          scialli porta ombrelli ecc Nel salone mobilio inglese          delicatissimo Nessun sopramobile  Si capisce che la casa          sta per essere abbandonata A destra due porte la prima          mette nella camera di Giovanni la seconda in quella di          Tommy A sinistra alla seconda quinta la porta          comune Alla prima quinta porta che mette nella camera di          Giulia La sala da pranzo ha una sola porta in un angolo a          destra dello spettatoreSCENA PRIMA          Al sorgere della tela tre facchini carichi di valigie          vengono dalla sala da pranzo ed escono per la Comune Si          vede nella sala da pranzo LUCIA che viene e va portando          robe che depone sulla tavola NENNELE nel salone ritta          presso una _consolle_ sta registrando su di un foglio          volante il numero dei colli Si ode di quando in quando uno          scampanellìo rabbioso ed impazienteNENNELE ai facchiniQuante sonoUN FACCHINOSei dabbasso e qui tre Nove          ViaNENNELELuciaLUCIASignorinaNENNELEQuante valigie restanoLUCIATre della signora e due del signorinoNENNELESono pronteLUCIAHo chiuso adesso lultima della signora Quelle del signorino nonsapreiNENNELEQuando verrà la zia Irene bisognerà chiamar subito il papàLUCIASissignoraNENNELEDovè papàLUCIANon lo so È tutta la mattina che è in giro per la casa Va vienenon può star fermo Sono entrata in camera sua unora fa per portarglila posta e stava ritto davanti la specchiera tamburellando colle ditasul cristallo Poi è sceso in scuderia Poi è ripassato di qui  Leinon lha vedutoNENNELESì sì Appena levata sono andata a salutarloLUCIAPensi che alle cinque aveva già chiuso la valigia E ha aiutato luiAndrea a scenderla Sapeva bene che dovevano venire i facchini Hovoluto prendere il suo posto ma non ci fu verso Mi ha detto Lasciafare che mi diverte          Pausa poi quasi piangendoAh signorina Nennele Pensare che fra unoraNENNELEZitta zitta          Suono insistente di campanelloMa chi suona cosìLUCIADevessere il signorinoSCENA SECONDA          TOMMY e dettiTOMMY sulluscio della sua camera ha i calzoni corti knickerbockers          e le calze di lana fino al ginocchio allalpinista È in          manica di camiciaGaspare Dovè GaspareLUCIAÈ in cortile per il caricoTOMMYÈ mezzora che lo chiamo Digli che salga a finire di vestirmiNENNELELo ha mandato il papà Non puoi vestirti da teTOMMYSì colla fretta A queste oreNENNELESono le nove e mezza Io mi sono vestita da me alle seiTOMMYComplimenti          A LuciaBene Lascia stareLA VOCE DI GIULIA dalla sua cameraLuciaLUCIAComandi          Entra in camera di GiuliaNENNELESono leste le tue robeTOMMYSì esempio di virtù La valigia grande è lesta Gaspare stava perchiudere la piccola quando lhanno chiamato Ho provato a chiuderla dame ma sforza Il _tub_ non ci vuole,14
+Produced by Al HainesFrontispiece Put your arms around my neck and Ill carry youashoreSUNNY BOY AND HIS PLAYMATESBYRAMY ALLISON WHITEAuthor ofSUNNY BOY IN THE COUNTRY SUNNY BOY AT THE SEASHORE SUNNY BOY INSCHOOL AND OUT ETCILLUSTRATED BYHOWARD L HASTINGSPUBLISHERSBARSE  CONEW YORK N Y  NEWARK N JCopyright 1922ByBARSE  COSUNNY BOY AND HIS PLAYMATESCONTENTSCHAPTER    I  LEARNING TO SKATE   II  GRANDPA HORTON IS FOUND  III  WHO WAS THE BIG BOY   IV  ON COURT HILL    V  THE SNOW MAN   VI  THE PARKNEY FAMILY  VII  THE OTHER GRANDPA VIII  WHEN TOYS GO TO SCHOOL   IX  OUT IN THE BLIZZARD    X  WHERE THE HORSE LIVED   XI  MR HARRIS BRINGS A LETTER  XII  JERRY LOSES HIS TEMPER XIII  BRAVE LITTLE SUNNY BOY  XIV  THE EXPLORERS SET OUT   XV  ANOTHER RESCUEILLUSTRATIONSPut your arms around my neck and Ill  carry you ashore     _Frontispiece_Sunny Boy calmly stuck pieces of coal down  the white front of the snow manSunny Boy held the blanket in placeThey came rushing toward her pellmellSUNNY BOY AND HIS PLAYMATESCHAPTER ILEARNING TO SKATESanta Claus brought them said Sunny BoyHe was lying flat on the floor trying to reach under the bookcasewhere his marble had rolled  The marble was a cannon ball and SunnyBoy had been showing Nelson Baker the boy who lived next door how toknock over lead soldiersNelson Baker picked up the lead general and examined him carefullyTheyre nicer soldiers than I had last year he said  Say SunnyBoy I could bring my soldiers over and we could have a real fightIve got it shouted Sunny Boy suddenly pulling his arm out fromunder the bookcase with the marble in his hand  I _knew_ it rolledunder the bookcase  You can roll it this time NelsonAll right said Nelson taking the marble  And I guess I wont gofor my lead soldiers  My mother might say Id been over here an hourNelsons mother you see had told him he might stay an hour at SunnyBoys house and something told Nelson he had already played so longwith his little friend that if he went home now he would not get backGet down like the Indians urged Sunny Boy as Nelson took themarble  Shut one eye NelsonNelson put his head down to the floor and closed one eye  He meant toaim straight at the row of beautiful new lead soldiers but as heafterward explained the marble slipped before he was ready  It shotacross the floor and went crash into the glass door of the bookcaseWhat was that Sunny Boy  Did you break anything asked GrandpaHorton coming in from the diningroom where he had been reading thenewspaper  He carried the paper in his hand and his glasses werepushed up on his forehead and he looked worriedMy marble hit the bookcase door but I dont believe I broke it saidNelson  Tisnt even cracked is it Mr HortonGrandpa Horton looked carefully at the glass door and said no themarble had not been able to crack the heavy plate glassBut Id play another game if I were you boys he said kindly  Haveyou shown Nelson all your Christmas presents yet Sunny BoyWe got only as far as the lead soldiers answered Sunny Boy  Nelsonwanted to play with them  But come on up in the playroom Nelson andIll show you my thingsIt was only two days after Christmas and the presents Santa Claus hadbrought Sunny Boy and the gifts his mother and daddy and grandparentshad given him were all spread out on the window seat in his playroomThe two presents that Sunny Boy liked most were a little pocketsearchlight and his iceskates  The skates were doublerunner onesfor Sunny Boy did not yet know how to skateIm going to learn this winter he told Nelson  Grandpa is going totake me to Wilkins Park this afternoon as soon as Daddy and Mother comehome from taking a walkI can skate a little said Nelson  But my mother wont let me go tothe Park alone  Lots of the boys go but she never lets me  I wish wehad a little private pond  Maybe we could make one in the yard SunnyMaybe assented Sunny Boy but he was thinking about going to thePark with Grandpa Horton and trying his new skates and not aboutmaking a private skating pond in the back yard  There  I heard thefront door shut  I hope Daddys comeSunny Boy and Nelson ran downstairs to find Daddy and Mother Horton inthe hall taking off their coatsNelson your mother wants you to come home said Mr Horton  We sawher in the window as we passed your house  Shes waiting for youYour Aunt Caroline has comeTake a popcorn ball Nelson said Sunny Boys mother as Nelson beganto put on his coat and hat  And here is one for Ruth  Ruth wasNelsons little sisterNelson said goodbye to Sunny Boy and ran down the steps of the Hortonhouse and up his own  It was never any trouble for Nelson or Sunny Boyto go calling on each otherNow we can go skating cant we Grandpa asked Sunny Boy eagerlyI thought Nelson stayed ever so longWhy Sunny Boy how impolite you are cried his mother  That isnta nice thing to say  Suppose you should go to see Nelson and he shouldspend the time wishing you would go homehow would you feelSunny Boy looked uncomfortableWell he can come back after I go skating he suggested  Grandpapromised we could go this afternoon MotherSo I did and well start this minute declared Grandpa Hortoncoming out into the hall and smiling at his small grandson  Who everheard of a little boy with a brandnew pair of,15
+Produced by Chuck GreifJean de La FontaineFABLES16681694Livre IITable des matièresContre ceux qui ont le goût difficileConseil tenu par les ratsLe Loup plaidant contre le Renard pardevant le SingeLes deux Taureaux et une GrenouilleLa Chauvesouris et les deux BelettesLOiseau blessé dune FlècheLa Lice et sa CompagneLAigle et lEscarbotLe Lion et le MoucheronLÂne chargé déponges et lÂne chargé de selLe Lion et le RatLa Colombe et la FourmiLAstrologue qui se laisse tomber dans un puitsLe Lièvre et les GrenouillesLe Coq et le RenardLe Corbeau voulant imiter lAigleLe Paon se plaignant à JunonLa Chatte métamorphosée en FemmeLe Lion et lÂne chassantTestament expliqué par ÉsopeContre ceux qui ont le goût difficileQuand jaurais en naissant reçu de CalliopeLes dons quà ses amants cette muse a promisJe les consacrerais aux mensonges dÉsopeMais je ne crois pas si chéri du ParnasseQue de savoir orner toutes ces fictionsOn peut donner du lustre à leurs inventionsOn le peut je lessaie un plus savant le fasseCependant jusquici dun langage nouveauJai fait parler le loup et répondre lagneauJai passé plus avant les arbres et les plantesSont devenus chez moi créatures parlantesQui ne prendrait ceci pour un enchantementVraiment me diront nos critiquesVous parlez magnifiquementDe cinq ou six contes denfantCenseurs en voulezvous qui soient plus authentiquesEt dun style plus haut En voici Les TroyensAprès dix ans de guerre autour de leurs muraillesAvaient lassé les Grecs qui par mille moyensPar mille assauts par cent bataillesNavaient pu mettre à bout cette fière citéQuand un cheval de bois par Minerve inventéDun rare et nouvel artificeDans ses énormes flancs reçut le sage UlysseLe vaillant Diomède Ajax limpétueuxQue ce colosse monstrueuxAvec leurs escadrons devait porter dans TroieLivrant à leur fureur ses dieux mêmes en proieStratagème inouï qui des fabricateursPaya la constance et la peineCest assez me dira quelquun de nos auteursLa période est longue il faut reprendre haleineEt puis votre cheval de boisVos héros avec leurs phalangesCe sont des contes plus étrangesQuun renard qui cajole un corbeau sur sa voixDe plus il vous sied mal décrire en si haut styleEh bien baissons dun tonLa jalouse AmaryleSongeait à son Alcippe et croyait de ses soinsNavoir que ses moutons et son chien pour témoinsTircis qui laperçut se glisse entre des saulesIl entend la bergère adressant ces parolesAu doux zéphire et le priantDe les porter à son amantJe vous arrête à cette rimeDira mon censeur à linstantJe ne la tiens pas légitimeNi dune assez grande vertuRemettez pour le mieux ces deux vers à la fonteMaudit censeur te tairastuNe sauraije achever mon conteCest un dessein très dangereuxQue dentreprendre de te plaireLes délicats sont malheureuxRien ne saurait les satisfaireConseil tenu par les ratsUn chat nommé RodilardusFaisait des rats telle déconfitureQue lon nen voyait presque plusTant il en avait mis dedans la sépultureLe peu quil en restait nosant quitter son trouNe trouvait à manger que le quart de son soûlEt Rodilard passait chez la gent misérableNon pour un chat mais pour un diableOr un jour quau haut et au loinLe galand alla chercher femmePendant tout le sabbat quil fit avec sa dameLe demeurant des rats tint chapitre en un coinSur la nécessité présenteDès labord leur doyen personne fort prudenteOpina quil fallait et plus tôt que plus tardAttacher un grelot au cou de RodilardQuainsi quand il irait en guerreDe sa marche avertis ils senfuiraient en terreQuils ny savaient que ce moyenChacun fut de lavis de Monsieur le DoyenChose ne leur parut à tous plus salutaireLa difficulté fut dattacher le grelotLun dit Je ny vas point je ne suis pas si sotLautre Je ne saurais Si bien que sans rien faireOn se quitta Jai maints chapitres vusQui pour néant se sont ainsi tenusChapitres non de rats mais chapitres de moinesVoire chapitres de chanoinesNe fautil que délibérerLa cour en conseillers foisonneEstil besoin dexécuterLon ne rencontre plus personneLe Loup plaidant contre le Renard pardevant le SingeUn loup disait quon lavait voléUn renard son voisin dassez mauvaise viePour ce prétendu vol par lui fut appeléDevant le singe il fut plaidéNon point par avocat mais par chaque partieThémis navait point travailléDe mémoire de singe à fait plus embrouilléLe magistrat suait en son lit de justiceAprès quon eut bien contestéRépliqué crié tempêtéLe juge instruit de leur maliceLeur dit Je vous connais de longtemps mes amisEt tous deux vous paierez lamendeCar toi loup tu te plains quoiquon ne tait rien prisEt toi renard as pris ce que lon te demandeLe juge prétendait quà tort et à traversOn ne saurait manquer condamnant un perversNoteQuelques personnes de bon sens ont cru que limpossibilité et lacontradiction qui est dans le jugement de ce singe était une chose àcensurer mais je ne men suis servi quaprès Phèdre et cest en celaque consiste le bon mot selon mon avis La FontaineLes deux Taureaux et une GrenouilleDeux taureaux combattaient à qui posséderaitUne génisse avec lempireUne grenouille en soupiraitQuavezvous se mit à lui direQuelquun du peuple croassantEh ne voyezvous pas ditelleQue la fin de cette querelleSera lexil de lun que lautre le chassantLe fera renoncer aux campagnes fleuriesIl ne régnera plus sur lherbe des prairiesViendra dans nos marais régner sur nos roseauxEt nous foulant aux pieds jusques au fond des eauxTantôt lune et puis lautre il faudra quon pâtisseDu combat qua causé Madame la GénisseCette crainte était de bon sensLun des taureaux en leur demeureSalla cacher à leurs dépensIl en écrasait vingt par heureHélas on voit que de tout tempsLes petits ont pâti des sottises de grandsLa Chauvesouris et les deux BelettesUne chauvesouris donna tête baisséeDans un nid de belettes et sitôt quelle y futLautre envers les souris de longtemps courroucéePour la dévorer accourutQuoi vous osez ditelle à mes yeux vous produireAprès que votre race a tâché de me nuireNêtesvous pas souris Parlez sans fictionOui vous lêtes ou bien je ne suis pas 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+Produced by Louise Hope Justin Kerk and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetTranscribers NoteThe printed text shows most sections Roman numerals as a continuousblock with chapter numbers in the margin In this etext chaptersare given as separate paragraphs determined by sentence breaks withcontinuing quotation marks supplied where necessaryExcept for footnotes any brackets are from the original textGreek has been transliterated and shown between marks                                                           LONGINUS                  ON THE SUBLIME             Translated into English by                 H L HAVELL BA   Formerly Scholar of University College Oxford              with an Introduction by                    ANDREW LANG                       London                 MACMILLAN AND CO                    and New York                        1890               _All rights reserved_                                                              TO             S H BUTCHER Esq LLD Professor of Greek in the University of Edinburgh   Formerly Fellow of Trinity College Cambridge         and of University College Oxford                    This Attempt     to Present the Great Thoughts of Longinus                 in an English Form                    Is Dedicated       in Acknowledgment of the Kind Support  but for Which It Might Never Have Seen the Light            and of the Benefits of That        Instruction to Which It Largely Owes    Whatever of Scholarly Quality It May PossessTRANSLATORS PREFACEThe text which has been followed in the present Translation is thatof Jahn Bonn 1867 revised by Vahlen and republished in 1884 Inseveral instances it has been found necessary to diverge from Vahlensreadings such divergencies being duly pointed out in the NotesOne word as to the aim and scope of the present Translation My objectthroughout has been to make Longinus speak in English to preserve asfar as lay in my power the noble fire and lofty tone of the originalHow to effect this without being betrayed into a loose paraphrase wasan exceedingly difficult problem The style of Longinus is in a highdegree original occasionally running into strange eccentricities oflanguage and no one who has not made the attempt can realise thedifficulty of giving anything like an adequate version of the moreelaborate passages These considerations I submit to those to whom Imay seem at first sight to have handled my text too freelyMy best thanks are due to Dr Butcher Professor of Greek in theUniversity of Edinburgh who from first to last has shown a livelyinterest in the present undertaking which I can never sufficientlyacknowledge He has read the Translation throughout and acting on hissuggestions I have been able in numerous instances to bring my versioninto a closer conformity with the originalI have also to acknowledge the kindness of the distinguished writer whohas contributed the Introduction and who in spite of the heavy demandson his time has lent his powerful support to help on the work of onewho was personally unknown to himIn conclusion I may be allowed to express a hope that the presentattempt may contribute something to reawaken an interest in an unjustlyneglected classicANALYSISThe Treatise on the Sublime may be divided into six Parts as followsIcc i ii The Work of Caecilius Definition of the Sublime  Whether Sublimity falls within the rules of ArtIIcc iiiv The beginning lost Vices of Style opposed to the  Sublime Affectation Bombast False Sentiment Frigid Conceits  The cause of such defectsIIIcc vi vii The true Sublime what it is and how  distinguishableIVcc viiixl Five Sources of the Sublime how Sublimity is related  to Passion c viii  24  i Grandeur of Thought cc ixxv    _a_ As the natural outcome of nobility of soul Examples c ix    _b_ Choice of the most striking circumstances Sapphos Ode c x    _c_ Amplification Plato compared with Demosthenes Demosthenes      with Cicero cc xixiii    _d_ Imitation cc xiii xiv    _e_,56
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+This eBook was prepared by Philip Serracino InglottCIA  The World Factbook 2002  Country ListingAfghanistanAlbaniaAlgeriaAmerican SamoaAndorraAngolaAnguillaAntarcticaAntigua and BarbudaArctic OceanArgentinaArmeniaArubaAshmore and Cartier IslandsAtlantic OceanAustraliaAustriaAzerbaijanBahamas TheBahrainBaker IslandBangladeshBarbadosBassas da IndiaBelarusBelgiumBelizeBeninBermudaBhutanBoliviaBosnia and HerzegovinaBotswanaBouvet IslandBrazilBritish Indian Ocean TerritoryBritish Virgin IslandsBruneiBulgariaBurkina FasoBurmaBurundiCambodiaCameroonCanadaCape VerdeCayman IslandsCentral African RepublicChadChileChinaChristmas IslandClipperton IslandCocos Keeling IslandsColombiaComorosCongo Democratic Republic of theCongo Republic of theCook IslandsCoral Sea IslandsCosta RicaCote dIvoireCroatiaCubaCyprusCzech RepublicDenmarkDjiboutiDominicaDominican RepublicEast TimorEcuadorEgyptEl SalvadorEquatorial GuineaEritreaEstoniaEthiopiaEuropa IslandFalkland Islands Islas MalvinasFaroe 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Discovered and claimed for Spain in 1499 Aruba was acquiredby the Dutch in 1636  The islands economy has been dominated by threemain industries A 19th century gold rush was followed by prosperitybrought on by the opening in 1924 of an oil refinery The last decades ofthe 20th century saw a boom in the tourism industry Aruba seceded fromthe Netherlands Antilles in 1986 and became a separate autonomous memberof the Kingdom of the Netherlands Movement toward full independencewas halted at Arubas request in 1990Geography ArubaLocation  Caribbean island in the Caribbean Sea north of VenezuelaGeographic coordinates  12 30 N 69 58 WMap references  Central America and the CaribbeanArea  total 193 sq km water 0 sq km land 193 sq kmArea  comparative  slightly larger than Washington DCLand boundaries  0 kmCoastline  685 kmMaritime claims  territorial sea 12 NMClimate  tropical marine little seasonal temperature variationTerrain  flat with a few hills scant vegetationElevation extremes  lowest point Caribbean Sea 0 m highest pointMount Jamanota 188 mNatural resources  NEGL white sandy beachesLand use  arable land 11 including aloe 001 permanent crops 0other 89 1998 estIrrigated land  001 sq km 1998 estNatural hazards  lies outside the Caribbean hurricane beltEnvironment  current issues  NAGeography  note  a flat riverless island renowned for its whitesand beaches its tropical climate is moderated by constant trade windsfrom the Atlantic Ocean the temperature is almost constant at about 27degrees Celsius 81 degrees FahrenheitPeople ArubaPopulation  70441 July 2002 estAge structure  014 years 21 male 7635 female 7169 1564 years684 male 23270 female 24906 65 years and over 106 male 3081female 4380 2002 estPopulation growth rate  059 2002 estBirth rate  1222 births1000 population 2002 estDeath rate  629 deaths1000 population 2002 estNet migration rate  NEGL migrants1000 population 2002 estSex ratio  at birth 105 malesfemale under 15 years 107malesfemale 1564 years 093 malesfemale 65 years and over07 malesfemale total population 093 malesfemale 2002 estInfant mortality rate  626 deaths1000 live births 2002 estLife expectancy at birth   8219 years 2002 est  male Total fertilityrate  18 children bornwoman 2002 estHIVAIDS  adult prevalence rate  NAHIVAIDS  people living with HIVAIDS  NAHIVAIDS  deaths  NANationality  noun Arubans adjective Aruban DutchEthnic groups  mixed whiteCaribbean Amerindian 80Religions  Roman Catholic 82 Protestant 8 Hindu Muslim ConfucianJewishLanguages  Dutch official Papiamento a Spanish Portuguese DutchEnglish dialect English widely spoken SpanishLiteracy  definition NA total population 97 male NA female NAGovernment ArubaCountry name  conventional long form none conventional short form ArubaDependency status  part of the Kingdom of the Netherlands full autonomyin internal affairs obtained in 1986 upon separation from the NetherlandsAntilles Dutch Government responsible for defense and foreign affairsGovernment type  parliamentary democracyCapital  OranjestadAdministrative divisions  none part of the Kingdom of the NetherlandsIndependence  none part of the Kingdom of the NetherlandsNational holiday  Flag Day 18 MarchConstitution  1 January 1986Legal system  based on Dutch civil law system with some English commonlaw influenceSuffrage  18 years of age universalExecutive branch  chief of state Queen BEATRIX of the Netherlandssince 30 April 1980 represented by Governor General Olindo KOOLMANsince 1 January 1992 head of government Prime Minister Nelson O ODUBERsince 30 October 2001 deputy prime minister NA cabinet Council ofMinisters elected by the Staten election results Nelson O ODUBERelected prime minister percent of legislative vote  NA electionsthe monarch is hereditary governor general appointed for a sixyearterm by the monarch prime minister and deputy prime minister electedby the Staten for fouryear terms election last held 28 September 2001next to be held by December 2005Legislative branch  unicameral Legislature or Staten 21 seats memberselected by direct popular vote to serve fouryear terms electionresults percent of vote by party  MEP 524 AVP 267 PPA 96OLA 57 Aliansa 35 other 21 seats by party  MEP 12 AVP 6PPA 2 OLA 1 elections Judicial branch  Joint High Court of Justicejudges are appointed by the monarchPolitical parties and leaders  Aruba Solidarity Movement or MASleader NA Aruban Democratic Alliance or Aliansa leader NA ArubanDemocratic Party or PDA Leo BERLINSKI Aruban Liberal Party or OLAGlenbert CROES Aruban Patriotic Party or PPA Benny NISBET ArubanPeoples Party or AVP Tico CROES Concentration for the Liberationof Aruba or CLA leader NA Peoples Electoral Movement Party or MEPNelson O ODUBER For a Restructured Aruba Now or PARA leader NANational Democratic Action or ADN Pedro Charro KELLYPolitical pressure groups and leaders  NAInternational organization participation  Caricom observer ECLACassociate Interpol IOC UNESCO associate WCL WToO associateDiplomatic representation in the US  none represented by the Kingdomof the NetherlandsDiplomatic representation from the US   Consul General BarbaraJ STEPHENSON embassy  Curacao telephone 599 9 4613066 FAX 5999 4616489Flag description  blue with two narrow horizontal yellow stripesacross the lower portion and a red fourpointed star outlined in whitein the upper hoistside cornerEconomy ArubaEconomy  overview  Tourism is,13
+Produced by Louise Hope and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet                                                   GÖTEBORGSFLICKOR              OCH ANDRA HISTORIER                       av               _Sigge Strömberg_                   Stockholm        Åhlén  Åkerlunds Forlags AB                                             _Sigge Strömbergsböckerna_                    _Vol 6_                Stockholm 1921 Åhlén  Åkerlunds Forlags ABS Boktryckeri                                     INNEHÅLL  HERR FÅGELSÅNG I SOCIETEN            7  TUR I SPEL                          17  PRISSE                              27  MANNEN OCH HANS ÖVERMAN             34  REFERATET                           43  ETT SJÖMANSÖDE                      51  ETT SLÄDPARTI                       59  AFFÄR ÄR AFFÄR                      66  ARTIGA KARLSSON                     74  EN EGENDOMLIG LIKHET                78  REVYBESÖKET                         83  PIGANS FÄSTMAN                      89  ETT LITET MISSFÖRSTÅND              95  ETT KONVENANSPARTI                 101  ANDERSSONS FRIERI                  111  EN MUSIKALISK UNDERHÅLLNING        116  FRIMÄRKET                          127  ETT UTSTÄLLNINGSBESÖK              138  ETT TAVELFYND                      145                                   HERR FÅGELSÅNG I SOCIETÉNHandelsagenten Fågelsång satt på Turisthotellets terrass i Marstrand ochtittade på havet när två brunbrända flickebarn det ena i blått detandra i vitt kommo som en solglimt i tristessen och satte sig vidnärmaste bord Den ena var ljus och klotrund den andra svart ochsmäcker och handelsagenten Fågelsång rycktes omedelbart från sinbeundran av havets skönhet till en ännu större beundran av den smäckraHans blick gled smekande från det vita floret som hon virat kring håretför blåstens skull ned till de vita skorna och så snart hon slagit signed inriktade han hela sin energi på att inleda en enklare ögonkurtisEtt ögonblick mötte flickebarnet hans blick kallt och främmande mennär så Fågelsång vågade sig på aningen av ett småleende vände hon sigplötsligt bort och började med livligt intresse observera en ynglingav urbefolkningen som nere vid kajen högljutt och med klagande röstmeddelade att Putte var hans ögonsten Fågelsång ägnade hon inte vidareen blickDet var mig en liten hårdflirtad satunge tänkte Fågelsång för sigsjälv och försökte genom en diskret hostning åter fånga flickebarnetsuppmärksamhet Men förgäves Detta irriterade Fågelsång Han ansåg sigäga ett fördelaktigt utseende och uppfattade denna likgiltighet somen direkt personlig förolämpning Inte ens när musiken spelade uppCavalleria och Fågelsång fullt hörbart gnolade Min vita lihiljablev det något resultat av Den vita liljan låtsades som omhandelsagenten Fågelsång alls inte existerade och när hon och hennesblå väninna druckit sitt kaffe och ätit sina bakelser försvunno de frånFågelsångs horisont lika hastigt som de kommitMen dagen därpå fick Fågelsång återse henne Det var påStrandpromenaden där hon flanerade,26
+Produced by Carlo Traverso Chuck Greif and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet Thisfile was produced from images generously made availableby the Bibliothèque nationale de France BnFGallicaJULES CLARETIE DE LACADÉMIE FRANÇAISEOEUVRES COMPLÈTESLAMÉRICAINEROMAN CONTEMPORAIN                                   _A MADAME HS S_Permettezmoi madame de vous envoyer de Paris à Philadelphie celivre où vous rencontrerez plus dune observation et plus dun trait quimont été donnés par léminent homme dÉtat le profond philosophe et lecauseur charmant dont vous portez le nom respecté Je nai pas eu laprétention dans ce roman quasiparisien de peindre les moeurs intimesde vos compatriotes Jai saisi au passage les Américains que jai vuset je nai voulu faire ni un tableau ni une satire de la vie du NouveauMonde Ne cherchez pas sous ce titre _lAméricaine_ létude spécialedune race cherchezy ce que vous trouverez jespèreun portrait defemmeCe que jai surtout visé à vrai dire dans le roman que je vous envoiemadame ce nest pas lAmérique cest le divorce qui du reste estdimportation américaine On divorce avec une facilité prodigieuse chezvous Nous nen sommes pas tout à fait là en France mais nous marchonsvite et il nest pas mauvais de réagir Et vous mapprouverez dautantplus madame je le sais que votre foyer dAmérique est comme un niddaffections et de souvenirs avec limage chère de celui qui ma honoréde son amitiéRecevez madame à travers le temps et léloignement lhommage de monprofond respect                           Jules ClaretieLAMÉRICAINEIEn juillet à Trouville par un beau temps clair sous le ciel dun bleudoux légèrement ouaté de nuages blancs devant la mer plate et verteaux bords vaseux dentelés décume blanche le docteur Fargeas le savantnévrologiste causait à lombre dun grand parasol planté dans le sablefin Il causait tout en regardant de ses profonds yeux noirs desbarques filer à lhorizon un vapeur passer avec sa blanche fuméedroite et en amateur dart quil était comparant aux _marines_accrochées à Paris dans son cabinet la côte violacée qui se montraitau fond très loin plaquée de tons rosés ou jaunes vers le cap de laHève làbasIl se laissait aller le docteur à ces lents bavardages des jours derepos assis entre un homme de trentecinq ans environ à lairmilitaire le marquis de Solis retour du Tonkin et descendulavantveille aux _Roches Noires_ et un jeune homme coiffé du petitchapeau paillasson à large ruban qui dans un tonneau dosier lesjambes croisées battait sa bottine gauche du bout de son ombrelle detoile écrue Joli garçon ce M de Bernière un peu cousin du marquis deSolis mais aussi spirituellement flâneur railleur décadent oupessimiste selon la mode que Georges de Solis étaitavec dix annéesde plus sur les épaulesenthousiaste crédule courant la mode à laconquête de quelque vérité scientifique et que Fargeas luimêmerestait ardent et alerte sous ses longs cheveux gris encadrant sonvisage maigreIls sétaient après le déjeuner rencontrés et assis machinalement surla plage dans le _far niente_ délicieux de la vie des eaux le docteurdescendant de sa villa bâtie dans le nid de verdure de la côte deGrâce Bernière et M de Solis sortant du même hôtel où ils seretrouvaient sans sy être donné rendezvousFargeas avait jadis soigné la marquise de Solis et donnait de temps àautre des conseils hygiéniques à M de Bernière qui ne les suivait pasUn ami de tous ses clients le bon docteur Et appliquant à ces fauxmalades simplement anémiés ou rendus dyspepsiques par la vie de Parisune méthode curative à lui la causerie le laisserpasser lehaussement dépaules et le Bah ce nest rien Vous en verrez toujoursla finEh bien docteur et vos malades lui demandait justement Bernière encontinuant à frapper de son ombrelle sa cheville qui faisait sailliesous le caoutchouc de la bottineMes malades Tous bien portantsEt le docteur ajouta en riantJe les visite si peuVous seul avez le droit de parler ainsi de ce petit ton railleur devotre science cher docteur dit M de Solis avec un évidentrespect une sorte de reconnaissance affectueuse Vous un des maîtresen lart de guérirOh un des maîtres le savant hochait la têteLa vérité est queje suis peutêtre parmi les médecins un des moins malfaisantsBernière sourit et son ombrelle battit plus vite comme pour applaudirMalfaisant est joli Un ban pour _malfaisant_Non Mais dit Fargeas je suis sceptique en médecine voilà maforce Jai remarqué quà tout prendre il ny a jamais de maladiesréelles que celles que lon croit avoir Quand lhomme est réellementen danger il se figure quil na rien de grave Cette ignorance de sonmal le rassure et il en guérit malgré le médecin Lhomme ou la femmeestil malade imaginaire Comme à tout propos le médecin est consultéalors ah alors ça devient dangereuxIl ny a donc à votre avis demanda M de Solis que les maladiesquon croit avoirÉvidemment comme il ny a que les passions quon se figure éprouverLe jeune Bernière après avoir applaudi se mit à protesterOh quon se figure quon se figure ditilLe docteur Fargeas linterrompit et regardant ce joli garçon blondfrisé avec une mince moustache finement retroussée sur des lèvres unpeu pâles et un monocle crispant comme une hémiplégie tout un côté desa face tandis que lautre restait calme avec un petit oeil bleuperçantMais parfaitement dit le médecin Voyons tenez Quel âge avezvousVingthuit ansEt à vingthuit ans vous croyez avoir eu des passionsBeaucoup fit BernièreÊtesvous joueurPeuBibliophileMédiocrement Je coupe les volumes avec mes doigts AinsiAvare Je vous demande pardonPapa me trouve prodigue répondit Bernière mais la petiteEmilienne Emilienne Delannoy non elle tout le contraireNon je ne suis pas avareAlors vous navez pas de passions dit Fargeas ni les chevaux ni lejeu ni les femmes pas même la petiteEmilienne des BouffesPas même Emilienne Delannoy ne sont des passions Des occupationsoui Des délassements SoitHeu heu fit le jeune homme lair profondément ennuyé revenu detout Des délassements QuelquefoisRarement je le sais bien accentua le,57
+Produced by Suzanne Shell Renald Levesque and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet Thisfile was produced from images generously made availableby the Bibliothèque nationale de France BnFGallica                            JOANNY BRICAUD                            JK HUYSMANS                                ET LE                              SATANISME                    DAPRÈS DES DOCUMENTS INÉDITS                               PARIS                       BIBLIOTHÈQUE CHACORNAC                      11 QUAI SAINTMICHEL 11                              MCMXIII  DU MÊME AUTEUR  POÉSIE  Au Crépuscule du Soir _épuisé_  PROSE  Un disciple de Cl de SaintMartin DutoitMembrini _daprès des     documents inédits_  La Petite Église _Son histoire Son état actuel_  Éléments dAstrologie  Premiers éléments dOccultisme  Un Illuminé Martiniste Cazotte _épuisé_  Dom Pernéty et les Illuminés dAvignon_épuisé_  Exposition de la Religion chrétienne moderne  _EN PRÉPARATION_  La Messe Noire ancienne et moderne  Le Satanisme contemporain  La Cité Mystique roman  DIJON IMP DARANTIERE                           JK HUYSMANS                                ET LE                              SATANISMEParler de Satanisme au XXe siècle voilà qui doit sembler unanachronisme Cest la plupart du temps bénévolement sexposer à dessourires dironie de scepticisme et de dédainCeuxlà même qui croient quà des époques déjà anciennes le Princedu Mal put épouvanter les âmes simples se persuadent volontiersquil noserait saventurer en ce siècle de lumières et de progrèsSorcelleries et sabbats pactes possessions et envoûtements incubes etsuccubes toutes choses qui firent trembler les âges de foi sont bel etbien finies Satan est relégué dans les brumes du passé Tout auplus le tolèreton encore dans _Faust_ sous le rouge pourpoint deMéphistophélèsErreur profonde erreurLe Satanisme fut même fort à la mode il y a quelques annéesIl ne se passait guère de mois que la presse ne nous entretîntdenvoûtements de messes noires célébrées par des scélérats mystiquesà rebours maniaques du sacrilège perpétrant secrètement les ritesimmondes du SatanismeDirréfutables documents attestent en effet de nos jours lexistencedu Satanisme Les messes noires les envoûtements qui furent lesscandales des siècles passés sont pratiqués aujourdhui encoreTout comme Dieu Satan a ses fidèles dévots qui lui rendent un culteen de ténébreux sanctuairesUn des mieux renseignés sur ces effroyables rites aussi bien pour lepassé que pour le présent était sans contredit JK Huysmans lauteurde _LàBas_Quand en 1890 il publia ce livre qui fit un bruit énorme dans leslettres et avec lequel il atteignit la grande renommée lhorreur dela banalité du déjà vu qui lavait conduit jusquà lextase devantlartificieldans _A Rebours_en lui faisant par exemple admirerla forme dune orchidée parce que cette fleur a lair de fumer sapipe devait lentraîner jusquau très rare au très étrange aumonstrueuxdans _LàBas_en lui faisant décrire les sacrilègesobscénités de la messe noire et du Satanisme contemporainHuysmans avait lobsession du document Les grimoires les infoliosles pièces authentiques des procès de sorcellerie conservés dans lesarchives des bibliothèques lui fournirent sur la Magie au moyen âgedes documents précis doù sortirent de remarquables pagesPour la Magie moderne il se documenta dans les milieux occultistes etspiritesIl assista dabord en sceptique aux séances spirites mais sonscepticisme dut sévanouir devant lévidence dincontestables faits dematérialisations dapports et de lévitation dobjetsIl connaissait au Ministère de la Guerre un chef de bureau MFrançois qui était un extraordinaire médium Très souvent réunissantquelques amis dans son appartement de la rue de Sèvres Huysmanstentait avec laide de M François des évocations Un de sesfamiliers M Gustave Boucher a raconté dans une petite brochurenon mise dans le commerce les troublantes péripéties dune séance despiritisme au cours de laquelle les assistants crurent être témoins dela matérialisation du Général Boulanger1Note 1 Gustave Boucher _Une séance de Spiritisme chez JKHuysmans_ Niort 1908 Une plaquette in32 carré tirée à 200exemplaires numérotés non mis dans le commerceDe toutes ces expériences il lui resta limpression dune intelligenceétrangère et dune volonté externe se manifestant aux évocateursmieux il acquit la conviction quil y avait malgré la diversité despratiques des points communs entre le Satanisme et les évocations duspiritisme Enfin un astrologue parisien Eugène Ledosle Gevingey de_LàBas_et un ancien prêtre habitant Lyon labbé Boullan achevèrentde le documenterfaussement parfois nous le verronssur le Satanismemoderne_Le Matin_ a publié quelque temps après la mort de Huysmans la lettredans laquelle lécrivain demandait à labbé Boullan des renseignementsPar retour du courrier ce dernier lui répondit que son concours luiétait assuréLa correspondance entre Huysmans et labbé Boullan est volumineuse,9
+Produced by Don LainsonA QUESTION OF LATITUDEBy Richard Harding DavisOf the school of earnest young writers at whom the word muckraker hadbeen thrown in opprobrium and by whom it had been caught up as a titleof honor Everett was among the younger and less conspicuous But ifin his skirmishes with graft and corruption he had failed to correct theevils he attacked from the contests he himself had always emerged withcredit His sincerity and his methods were above suspicion No onehad caught him in misstatement or exaggeration Even those whom heattacked admitted he fought fair For these reasons the editors ofmagazines with the fear of libel before their eyes regarded him as asafe man the public feeling that the evils he exposed were dueto its own indifference with uncomfortable approval and those heattacked with impotent anger Their anger was impotent because in thecase of Everett the weapons used by their class in striking backwere denied them They could not say that for money he sold sensationsbecause it was known that a proud and wealthy parent supplied himwith all the money he wanted Nor in his private life could they findanything to offset his attacks upon the misconduct of others Men hadbeen sent to spy upon him and women to lay traps But the men reportedthat his evenings were spent at his club and from the women those whosent them learned only that Everett treats a lady just as though she ISa ladyAccordingly when with much trumpeting he departed to investigateconditions in the Congo there were some who rejoicedThe standard of life to which Everett was accustomed was high In hishome in Boston it had been set for him by a father and mother whothough critics rather than workers in the world had taught him todespise what was mean and ungenerous to write the truth and abhor acompromise At Harvard he had interested himself in municipal reformand when later he moved to New York he transferred his interest tothe problems of that city His attack upon Tammany Hall did not utterlydestroy that organization but at once brought him to the notice ofthe editors By them he was invited to tilt his lance at evils inother parts of the United States at systems trusts convict campsmunicipal misrule His work had met with a measure of success thatseemed to justify Lowells Weekly in sending him further afield andhe now was on his way to tell the truth about the Congo PersonallyEverett was a healthy cleanminded enthusiast He possessed all of theadvantages of youth and all of its intolerance He was supposed to beengaged to Florence Carey but he was not There was however betweenthem an understanding which understanding as Everett understood itmeant that until she was ready to say I am ready he was to think ofher dream of her write loveletters to her and keep himself only forher He loved her very dearly and having no choice was content towait His content was fortunate as Miss Carey seemed inclined to keephim waiting indefinitelyExcept in Europe Everett had never travelled outside the limits ofhis own country But the new land toward which he was advancing held noterrors As he understood it the Congo was at the mercy of a corruptring In every part of the United States he had found a city in theclutch of a corrupt ring The conditions would be the same the methodshe would use to get at the truth would be the same the result forreform would be the sameThe English steamer on which he sailed for Southampton was one leasedby the Independent State of the Congo and with a few exceptions herpassengers were subjects of King Leopold On board the language wasFrench at table the men sat according to the rank they held in theadministration of the jungle and each in his buttonhole wore the tinysilver star that showed that for three years to fill the storehousesof the King of the Belgians he had gathered rubber and ivory In thesmokingroom Everett soon discovered that passengers not in the serviceof that king the English and German officers and traders held alooffrom the Belgians Their attitude toward them seemed to be one partly ofcontempt partly of pityAre your English protectorates on the coast then so much betteradministered Everett askedThe English Coaster who for ten years in Nigeria had escaped fever andsudden death laughed evasivelyI have never been in the Congo he said Only know what they tellone But youll see for yourself That is he added youll see whatthey want you to seeThey were leaning on the rail with their eyes turned toward thecoast of Liberia a gloomy green line against which the waves castup fountains of foam as high as the cocoanut palms As a subject ofdiscussion the coaster seemed anxious to avoid the CongoIt was there he said pointing the Three Castles struck on therocks She was a total loss So were her passengers he added Theyate themEverett gazed suspiciously at the unmoved face of the veteranWHO ate them he asked guardedly SharksThe natives that live back of that shoreline in the lagoonsEverett laughed with the assurance of one for whom a trap had been laidand who had cleverly avoided itCannibals he mocked Cannibals went out of date with pirates Butperhaps he added apologetically this happened some years agoHappened last month said the traderBut Liberia is a perfectly good republic protested Everett Theblacks there may not be as far advanced as in your colonies but theyrenot cannibalsMonrovia is a very small part of Liberia said the trader dryly Andnone of these protectorates or crown colonies on this coast pretendsto control much of the Hinterland There is Sierra Leone for instanceabout the oldest of them Last year the governor celebrated thehundredth anniversary of the year the British abolished slavery Theyhad parades and teafights and all the blacks were in the street instraw hats with cricket ribbons thanking God they were not as other menare not slaves like their grandfathers Well just at the height of thejubilation the tribes within twenty,7
+Produced by Carl D DuBoisTHE CRUCIFIXION OF PHILIP STRONGBYREV CHARLES M SHELDONAUTHOR OFIn His Steps What Would Jesus Do His Brothers Keeper RobertHardys Seven Days etcNEW YORK AND LONDONSTREET  SMITH PUBLISHERSCopyright 1899By STREET  SMITHTHE CRUCIFIXION OF PHILIP STRONGCHAPTER IPhilip Strong could not decide what was best to doThe postman that evening had brought him two letters and he had justfinished reading them He sat with his hands clasped over his kneeleaning back in his chair and looking out through his study window Hewas evidently thinking very hard and the two letters were the cause ofitFinally he rose went to his study door and called down the stairsSarah I wish you would come up here I want your helpAll right Philip Ill be up in a minute responded a voice frombelow and very soon the ministers wife came upstairs into herhusbands studyWhats the matter she said as she came into the room It must besomething very serious for you dont call me up here unless you are ingreat distress You remember the last time you called me you had shutthe tassel of your dressinggown under the lid of your writing desk andI had to cut you loose You arent fast anywhere now are youPhilip smiled quaintly Yes I am Im in a strait betwixt two Let meread these letters and you will see So he began at once and we willcopy the letters omitting datesCALVARY CHURCH MILTONREV PHILIP STRONGDEAR SIRAt a meeting of the Milton Calvary Church held last week itwas voted unanimously to extend you a call to become pastor of thischurch at a salary of two thousand dollars a year We trust that youwill find it in accordance with the will of the Head of the Church toaccept this decision on the part of Calvary Church and become itspastor The church is in good condition and has the hearty support ofmost of the leading families in the town It is the strongest inmembership and financially of the seven principal churches here Weawait your reply confidently hoping you will decide to come to us Wehave been without a settled pastor now for nearly a year since thedeath of Dr Brown and we have united upon you as the person mosteminently fitted to fill the pulpit of Calvary Church The grace of ourLord be with you In behalf of the ChurchWILLIAM WINTER_Chairman of the Board of Trustees_What do you think of that Sarah asked Philip Strong as he finishedthe letterTwo thousand dollars is twice as much as you are getting now PhilipWhat you mercenary little creature do you think of the salary firstIf I did not think of it once in a while I doubt if you would have adecent meal or a good suit of clothes replied the ministers wifelooking at him with a smileOh well that may be Sarah But let me read you the other letter hewent on without discussing the salary matterCHAPEL HILL CHURCH ELMDALEREV PHILIP STRONGDEAR BROTHERAt a meeting of the Elmdale Chapel Hill Church held lastweek Thursday it was unanimously voted to extend you a call to becomepastor of the church at a salary of 2000 a year with two monthsvacation to be selected at your own convenience The Chapel Hill Churchis in a prosperous condition and many of the members recall your careerin the college with much pleasure This is an especially strong centrefor church work the proximity of the boys academy and the universitymaking the situation one of great power to a man who thoroughlyunderstands and enjoys young men as we know you do We most earnestlyhope you will consider this call not as purely formal but as from thehearts of the people We are very cordially yoursIn behalf of the ChurchPROFESSOR WELLMAN_Chairman of the Board of Trustees_What do you think of that asked the minister againThe salary is just the same isnt itNow Sarah said the minister if I didnt knowwhat a generous unselfish heart you really have I should get vexed atyou for talking about the salary as if that was the most importantthingThe salary is very important though But you know Philip I would beas willing as you are to live on no salary if the grocer and butcherwould continue to feed us for nothing I wish from the bottom of myheart that we could live without moneyIt is a bother isnt it replied Philip so gravely that his wifelaughed heartily at his toneWell the question is what to do with the letters resumed theministerWhich of the two churches do you prefer asked his wifeI would rather go to the Chapel Hill Church as far as my preference isconcernedThen why not accept their call if that is the way you feelBecause while I should like to go to Elmdale I feel as if I ought togo to MiltonNow Philip I dont see why in a choice of this kind you dont do asyou feel inclined to do and accept the call that pleases you most Whyshould ministers be doing what they ought instead of what they like Younever please yourselfWell Sarah replied Philip goodnaturedly this is the way of itThe church in Elmdale is in a University town The atmosphere of theplace is scholastic You know I passed four years of student life thereWith the exception of the schools there are not a thousand people inthe village a quiet sleepy dull retired studious place I love thememory of it I could go there as the pastor of the Elmdale church andpreach to an audience of college boys eight months in the year and toabout eighty refined scholarly people the rest of the time I couldindulge my taste for reading and writing and enjoy a quiet pastoratethere to the end of my daysThen Philip I dont see why you dont reply to their call and tellthem you will accept and we will move at once to Elmdale and live anddie there It is a beautiful place and I am sure we could live verycomfortably on the salary and the,21
+Produced by David Fawthrop and Alison Bush                   Yorkshire Tales Third Series    Amusing Sketches of Yorkshire Life in the Yorkshire Dialect                             John Hartley  Author of Clock Almanack Yorkshire Ditties Yorksher Puddin                           Mally an Me etc   Thers sunshine an storm as we travel along      Throo lifes journey whear ivver we be   An its wiser to leeten yor heart wi a song      Nor to freeat at wbat fate may decree   Yoll find gooid an bad amang th fowk at yo meet      An form friendships maybe yoll regret   But tho some may deceive an lay snares for yor feet      Pass em byan Forgive an ForgetLondon William Nicholson  Sons Limited 26 Paternoster Square ECContentsGrimes New HatSammywell Sweeps th ChimleyHepsabahs HatOld Dave to th New ParsonSammywells EggsperimentWhat came of a Clock AlmanacSammywells ReformationSheffield SmookAwr LadGrimes GallowayTrue Blue A Romance of Factory LifeIf aw wor a WomanSammywells Soft SnapA Bashful BradfordianTh Owd Owd StoryJim Nations FishshopBob Brierleys Bull PupTroubles and TrialsEarnin a Honest PennyTh Next MorninChristmas OystersChairleys CoortinWhat a Gallus Button didGrimes New HatSammywell has ta seen Swindle latlyNay Mally aw havnt seen him for a matter ov two or three wickWell aw wish thad been at chapel yesterdy morninWor ther summat extra likeEah ther wor summat extra an summat at wod ha made thee oppen thieen Aw wor nivver so surprised i mi life Swindle an his wife worthearan tho it isnt oft aw tak noatice o fowk aw couldnt helpdooin soa an it wor a treeat to see emAw can believe thi weel enuff thers net monny wimmen as hansome asMistress SwindleAwm not tawkin abaat Mistress Swindle tha knows better nor that awdlike to know what ther is hansome abaat her Shoos noa style abaat herShoos a gurt brussen thing But Swindle is a gooidlukkin chap an awmsewer onnybody could ha mistakken him for a real gentleman Hed a grandsuit o clooas on as hansome as onny man need wear at his wifesfuneral an noa sign o muck under his fingernails an hed a silk tophat on at shane like a lukkin glassWhy what bi that Awve a silk top hat but aw nivver wear itNoa an tha nivver will wear it unless tha walks aght bi thisen Itisnt fit to be seen at a hen race Aw wodnt be seen walkin aght wi thiwi sich a thing on thi heead But aw meean thi to ha one an awll payfor it aght o mi own pocket but awll goa wi thi to buy it for iftha went bi thisen thad let em shove onny sooart ov a oldfashionedthing onto thi but theyll find theyve a different body to deal wiwhen awm thearIts varry gooid o thee Mally to offer to buy me a new hat but awrailly dooant want one Yond hat o mine is as gooid as new for awhavnt had it on a duzzen times Tha knows aw nivver wear it nobbut whenaw goa to th chapel It isnt aboon twelve month sin aw gave tenshilling for itIts soa much bigger shame for thi to tell it It shows ha oft tha goesto a place o worship A fine example tha sets to Jerrymier an th resto thi gronchilder But awd have thee to know at thart net as young astha used to be an its abaat time tha wor thinkin o thi latter end Thamay be deead an burried befoor long an tha owt to prepareWhy tha sewerly doesnt meean to bury me in a silk hatNoa aw dooant think awst ivver have th luck to bury thi at all Butaw want thi to begin an goa to th chapel reglar an let MistressSwindle see at her husband isnt th only one at can turn aght like agentlemanThall be like to pleeas thisen abaat it but aw thowt it wor me thawor praad on an net mi hatTha gets some strange nooations into thi heead Sammywell If thersowt abaat thi for onny woman to be praad on awm sewer aw dooant knowwhear it is But as sooin as thas finished thi pipe aw want thi to getshaved an put on thi best Sundy suit an goa wi me into Westgate an geta new hatone oth best ther is ith shop if it taks all th brass awhave i mi pocket Awll let Mistress Swindle see at shoo connot crowovver meSoa Sammywell went aght to be shaved an Mally began to get ready to goawi him as sooin as he should be all fixed up to suit herNah Sammywell sed Mally as sooin as they wor ready to set off Awdunnot want thee to say a word when we get to th shop Awll do whattawkin has to be done an if aw connot get thee a better hat nor thattha has on thi heead and one to seem thi better aw shall know threason why Aw can hardly fashion to walk daan th street wi thi but itisnt varry far an we happen shallnt meet onnybody we knowWhen they walked into th shop Mally went up to th caanter and sedYoung manaw want to buy a new silk top hat latest fashion bestquality price noa object if its under ten shillin to suit thiselderly gentleman an luk sharp abaat it for were prepared to payready brassCertainly maam an he sooin had two or three ready for him to try onHow will this suitlatest styleThat willnt do,3
+Produced by Paul Murray Janet Blenkinship and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetENGLISH SEAMENINTHE SIXTEENTH CENTURY_LECTURES DELIVERED AT OXFORD EASTER TERMS 18934_BYJAMES ANTHONY FROUDELATE REGIUS PROFESSOR OF MODERN HISTORY IN THE UNIVERSITY OF OXFORDNew EditionLONDONLONGMANS GREEN AND CO 1896_All rights reserved_RICHARD CLAY  SONS LIMITED LONDON  BUNGAY  CONTENTS  LECTURE                                                            PAGE  I THE SEA CRADLE OF THE REFORMATION                                 1  II JOHN HAWKINS AND THE AFRICAN SLAVE TRADE                        35  III SIR JOHN HAWKINS AND PHILIP THE SECOND                         68  IV DRAKES VOYAGE ROUND THE WORLD                                 102  V PARTIES IN THE STATE                                            141  VI THE GREAT EXPEDITION TO THE WEST INDIES                        176  VII ATTACK ON CADIZ                                               207  VIII SAILING OF THE ARMADA                                        238  IX DEFEAT OF THE ARMADA                                           272LECTURE ITHE SEA CRADLE OF THE REFORMATIONJean Paul the German poet said that God had given to France the empireof the land to England the empire of the sea and to his own countrythe empire of the air The world has changed since Jean Pauls days Thewings of France have been clipped the German Empire has become a solidthing but England still holds her watery dominion Britannia does stillrule the waves and in this proud position she has spread the Englishrace over the globe she has created the great American nation she ispeopling new Englands at the Antipodes she has made her Queen Empressof India and is in fact the very considerable phenomenon in the socialand political world which all acknowledge her to be And all this shehas achieved in the course of three centuries entirely in consequenceof her predominance as an ocean power Take away her merchant fleetstake away the navy that guards them her empire will come to an end hercolonies will fall off like leaves from a withered tree and Britainwill become once more an insignificant island in the North Sea for thefuture students in Australian and New Zealand universities to discussthe fate of in their debating societiesHow the English navy came to hold so extraordinary a position is worthreflecting on Much has been written about it but little as it seemsto me which touches the heart of the matter We are shown the power ofour country growing and expanding But how it grew why after a sleepof so many hundred years the genius of our Scandinavian forefatherssuddenly sprang again into lifeof this we are left withoutexplanationThe beginning was undoubtedly the defeat of the Spanish Armada in 1588Down to that time the sea sovereignty belonged to the Spaniards and hadbeen fairly won by them The conquest of Granada had stimulated andelevated the Spanish character The subjects of Ferdinand and Isabellaof Charles V and Philip II were extraordinary men and accomplishedextraordinary things They stretched the limits of the known world theyconquered Mexico and Peru they planted their colonies over the SouthAmerican continent they took possession of the great West Indianislands and with so firm a grasp that Cuba at least will never lose themark of the hand which seized it They built their cities as if foreternity They spread to the Indian Ocean and gave their monarchs nameto the _Philippines_ All this they accomplished in half a century andas it were they did it with a single hand with the other they werefighting Moors and Turks and protecting the coast of the Mediterraneanfrom the corsairs of Tunis and ConstantinopleThey had risen on the crest of the wave and with their proud _Nonsufficit orbis_ were looking for new worlds to conquer at a time whenthe bark of the English waterdogs had scarcely been heard beyond theirown fishinggrounds and the largest merchant vessel sailing from theport of London was scarce bigger than a modern coasting collier And yetwithin the space of a single ordinary life these insignificant islandershad struck the sceptre from the Spaniards grasp and placed the oceancrown on the,4
+Produced by Jeroen Hellingman and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet                In de Amsterdamsche Jodenbuurt                        Door Jan Feith           Met photographieën van den heer K Job Jr 1                            Hoe schoon zijn uw tenten o Israël                                              uw woningen o JacobIToen de directie van dit blad mij de verzameling photos van den heerK Job Jr ter inzage zond en mij verzocht bij  deze reeks kunstvolleopnamen door een knap vakman en artistiek waarnemer een bijschriftte willen leveren dat uitteraard eveneens onder den vooropgezettenverzameltitel In de Amsterdamsche Jodenbuurt zou moeten passenhebik even geaarzeld omdat het leveren van bijschriften zulk een onheuschwerk isWat toch is hierbij doorgaans het geval Het publiek dat hetgeïllustreerde tijdschrift doorbladert kijkt de reproductiesder fotos op tweeërlei wijze aan òf het is vluchtig bij zijnbeschouwingen dezulken komen in geen geval in aanmerking òf het isaandachtig en ziet hoe de kunstenaar zich voor zijn object wist teplaatsen om een mooibelicht geval vast te leggen hoe de fotograafzijn opname technischvaardig op papier brachtWat heeft dan nog de leverancier van het bijschrift van noodeDaar zit een Jodenmemmele op de stoep van haar gang dit is weleen Jodin haar flodderig mutsje met het strikje drop zegt datze gehuwd is ze is niet mooi ze is niet jong ze is ook nietòverweelderig gekleed ze stopt sokken die grof zijn Verderhaar woning is verveloos weinig onderhouden oud en verzaktgenoeg om dat zekere artistieke te verkrijgen waaraan wie oogenheeft om zich door kleur en lijn te laten bekoren gaarne behagenschept Maar er wacht nog meer taak voor den bijschrijver nu gaathij over tot het ònaanschouwelijke onder den breeden lachplooi enachter de rondbollende wangen gist hij den tandeloozen mond onderhet hobbezakkende jak vermoedt hij de afwezigheid van een corseten spreekt al naar hij speelsch of hygiënisch gestemd is van haarreform de afhangende rok verbergt de voeten en hij verondersteltzoo zijn verbeeldingskracht zóó ver reikt dat memmele toffels draagtof sloffies of ongemanierd ongeschoeid is dus knusknus in haarkousen op den drempel zit De bijschriftschrijver kan steeds verdergaan zoo hem belieft de sokken de één in bewerking de anderzwaar bestopt over het houten stoepleuninkje kunnen hem zich doenverbeelden haar man hem doen insinueeren dat deze vandaag uit armoezijn bloote voeten in de laarzen stak of dat die nu zijn beste paardraagt of wel dat de man binnen met kamerarrest zit te mopperen tot degaten in zn sokken gedicht zijn O hij kan nog altijd voortgaan alshij wil door de open deur gaat hij langs memmele binnen zn lezersverzoekt hij hoogst onbescheiden mee hij wandelt het gangetje ingaat het kamertje links binnen kijkt door het eigenste vensterdat nog even op de foto te zien kwam naar buiten Nu vertelt debijschriftmaker over dit kamertje en hoe t er uitziet en hoe zeer leven enwaarachtig zoon fantasie somshoeveel kinderen ergeboren werden en wat ze s middags wel eten en hoe oud de oudsteen hoe jong de jongste is enmisschien is zijn gistend brein zoostoutdaar keuvelt hij over de zeere oogjes van op één na de oudsteen van de kliertjes van op twee na de jongsteIk heb geaarzeld om een bijschrift te leveren bij deze alsfotografische opnamen hoogstverdienstelijke reeks kijkjes in deAmsterdamsche Jodenbuurt omdat ik het bijschriftleveren om zijnmeestal noodelooze aanvulling een te ondankbaar werk achtteMaar ik heb niet geaarzeld om na mijzelf het kunstgenot van debeschouwing der oorspronkelijke fotos gegund te hebben ook bovendeze korte aanteekeningen die niet de bedoeling en pretentiesvan Bijschrift willen hebben te schrijven In de AmsterdamscheJodenbuurtWant het toeval wilde ditmaal dat ik juist rondliep vol Jodenbuurtscheindrukken En van zeer bijzonderen aardDit verklaar ik met eenigen wijdloopigen omhaal aldusEr bestaat in Amsterdam een vereeniging die zich ten doel stelt detuberculose te bestrijden zij draagt een naam gelijkend op zooveleandere nuttige stedelijke vereenigingen Vereeniging tot bestrijdingder tuberculose Dit zei zoo weinig sprak amper tot de verbeeldinger bestaan en werken immers zoovele nuttige vereenigingen in eengroote stad met al haar ellenden Door het bestuur was mij gevraagdin verband met een groote reclame die zij voor de vereenigingskas optouw zetteeen Weldadigheidszegel zou in de maand December uitgegevenen aan alle Amsterdamsche postkantoren verkocht wordenof ik hetwerk zelf der vereeniging in een schets in het Handelsblad naderonder de aandacht van het groote publiek wilde brengen Toen vanzelfomdat ieder onderwerp weer belangrijk is wanneer men er in doordringtwilde ik den werkkring kennen van deze vereeniging maakte ik eengedeelte mee van den veldtocht die zij in de groote stad strijdt tegendezen vreeselijken volksvijand de tuberculose Ik werd binnengeleidin het Consultatiebureau ik was tegenwoordig bij het onderzoek derpatiënten om geen aanstoot te geven werd ik evenals de geneesheerenin den witlinnen dokterskiel gekleed ik zag het sputumonderzoekik sprak met de doctoren over de longtering luisterde naar hunwetenschappelijke indeeling in phasen de plaatselijke constateeringde diagnose der ziekte naar de theorieën van geleerde onderzoekersnaar de middelen om de tuberculose te bestrijden naar de resultatenvan behandeling naar het percentage der genezingenDaarna vergezelde ik de bezoeksters der Vereeniging op haar tochtendoor de Amsterdamsche volksbuurten wij gingen door oude en nieuwewijken door de buitenkwartieren de buurten in het hartje van de staddoor Jordaan door de JodenbuurtenDe onzichtbare ziekte woedde daar vreeselijkEn overal gingen de bezoeksters daar de huizen binnenZoo heb ik toen de Amsterdamsche Jodenbuurt gezienNu ik over de Jodenbuurt in Amsterdam een algemeen tijdschriftopstelheb te leveren wil mij dezen gruwelijken tocht niet uit het hartDaarvóór had ik anders wel gemeend ook dàt deel van,9
+Produced by Ted Garvin Emmy and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetTHE RECTORY CHILDRENBY MRS MOLESWORTHILLUSTRATED BYWALTER CRANEIllustration Its the sun going to bed you know dear P 37  London  MACMILLAN AND CO LIMITED  NEW YORK THE MACMILLAN COMPANY  1897               TO   MY NIECE AND GODDAUGHTER  Helen Louisa Delves Walthall  85 LEXHAM GARDENS    _Shrove Tuesday_ 1889CONTENTS                                  PAGE  CHAPTER I  THE PARLOUR BEHIND THE SHOP       1  CHAPTER II  THOSE YOUNG LADIES               18  CHAPTER III  A TRYING CHILD                   34  CHAPTER IV  BIDDY HAS SOME NEW THOUGHTS      51  CHAPTER V  CELESTINA                        66  CHAPTER VI  THE WINDOW IN THE WALL           83  CHAPTER VII  ON THE SEASHORE                  99  CHAPTER VIII  A NICE PLAN                     117  CHAPTER IX  A SECRET                        134  CHAPTER X  BIDDYS ESCAPADE                151  CHAPTER XI  AND ITS CONSEQUENCES            169  CHAPTER XII  ANOTHER BIRTHDAY                186LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS                                                             PAGE  andoh Alie I have so torn my frock and its my  afternoon onemy new merino                               27  Little girl she called when she got close to the  other child                                                 75  Its like a magiclantern no I mean a peepshow         89  I would like to go there she said                       115  A secret                                                   148  carrying between them a little dripping figure with  streaming hair white face and closed eyes                161  Now Biddy Open your eyes                               195          O little hearts that throb and beat           With such impatient feverish heat           Such limitless and strong desiresLONGFELLOWTHE RECTORY CHILDRENCHAPTER ITHE PARLOUR BEHIND THE SHOP          I was very solitary indeed                   _Visit to the Cousins_MARY LAMBThe blinds had been drawn down for some time in the back parlour behindMr Fairchilds shop in Pier Street the principal street in the littletown of Seacove And the gas was lighted though it was not turned upvery high It was a great thing to have gas it had not been known atSeacove till recently For the time of which I am writing is now a goodmany years ago thirty or forty at leastSeacove though a small place was not so outoftheway in somerespects as many actually larger towns for it was a seaport though nota very important one Ships came in from all parts of the globe andsailed away again in due course to the far north and still farther offsouth to the great other world of America too no doubt and to theancient eastern lands But it was the vessels going to or coming fromthe strange mysterious norththe land of everlasting snow where thereindeer and farther north still the white bear have their home andwhere the winter is one long long nightit,0
+Produced by Al HainesENTER BRIDGETBYTHOMAS COBBAUTHOR OF PHILLIDA THE CHOICE OF THEODORATHE ANGER OF OLIVIA ETCSECOND EDITIONMILLS  BOON LIMITED49 RUPERT STREETLONDON WPublished 1912INSCRIBED TOE CMY BEST OF FRIENDSCONTENTS      I  LATE FOR DINNER     II  MARK EXPLAINS    III  BRIDGET     IV  BRIDGET AT GRANDISON SQUARE      V  COLONEL FAVERSHAM     VI  CONCERNING BIRTHDAYS    VII  THE EXCURSION   VIII  A PROPOSAL     IX  MARK RETURNS      X  CONFIDENCES     XI  MARK REPORTS PROGRESS    XII  SYBIL   XIII  A WALK ABROAD    XIV  THE WOOING OT     XV  MARK MAKES A BEGINNING    XVI  BUYING A CARPETAND AFTER   XVII  HASTY WORDS  XVIII  HOW IT HAPPENED    XIX  AN APPOINTMENT     XX  IN SIGHT OF PORT    XXI  JIMMY SETS TO WORK   XXII  INCRIMINATING HIMSELF  XXIII  HAVING IT OUT   XXIV  A HOT SCENT    XXV  OPEN CONFESSION   XXVI  LAWRENCE SUMS IT UP  XXVII  MRS JIMMY XXVIII  EXEUNT OMNESENTER BRIDGETCHAPTER ILATE FOR DINNERConcerning Bridget there was from the outset considerable difference ofopinion  Mark Driver for instance always showed a tendency tosomething more than tolerance and even Carrissima Faversham in spiteof a manifestly unfavourable bias strove to hold the balance even  Itwas her brother Lawrence who took the most adverse view insisting thatMiss Rosser was neither more nor less than an adventuressa prettywoman on the make was his expression uttered it is true before hehad an opportunity of seeing her faceHer entrance on the scene was heralded by Mark Driver one eveningtowards the end of March when he had accepted an invitation to dinewith his sister and Lawrence in Charteris Street SWCarrissimas maid found her so exacting that evening that she mighthave been going to an important party instead of merely to a quietdinner with her brother and his wife but then expecting Mark to makea fourth she wished to look her very best and flattered herself shehad succeededAlthough she sometimes longed for the power to add a few inches to herstature she realized that she had already much to be thankful forSuppose for example that her eyebrows had been as fair as her hairor even worse her eyelashes which as it happened were satisfactorilyblackMr Lawrence Faversham barristeratlaw was thirtytwo years of ageand rather short although he always held his head in the air as if hewere doing his best to appear taller  Hearing the street door bellring Mrs Lawrence Faversham waylaid Carrissima on the stairs andinsisted on taking her to gaze at little Victor aged two peacefullysleeping in the nurseryMarks late as usual exclaimed Lawrence as his sister presentlysailed into the drawingroom  Ten minutes past eight he addedtaking her handHe had fair hair a long narrow face and sloping shoulders  Whether hewas sitting down or standing up there always seemed to be somethingstiff selfimportant and formal about himMark wasnt due at Kings Cross until teatime said Phoebe a prettybrunette several inches taller than her husband and seven yearsyounger  I wanted him to sleep here tonight and really I cannotimagine why he refusedNot very complimentary to us answered Lawrence to prefer to go toan hotelAnd Phoebe explained he is off to Paris tomorrow morningWell I wish to goodness he would come soon if hes coming at allgrumbled LawrenceOh of course hes certain to be here urged Phoebe not liking tobegin dinner without her brother who might provokingly arrive as soonas they sat down while on the other hand her three years experienceof married life had taught her that it was undesirable to keep Lawrencewaiting  When halfpast eight struck however she could restrain hisimpatience no longer the three went to the diningroom andCarrissima with a sense of profound disappointment sat down at theround table opposite the empty chairAlthough Phoebe did her utmost to spin out the meal by eating withtantalizing and hygienic slowness it ended without any sign of theabsentee and at last she felt bound to return to the drawingroomwhere she was followed ten minutes later by Lawrence who had stayed tosmoke a cigaretteThe worst of it is he said standing before the fire you neverknow quite where you are with MarkI suppose suggested Carrissima the simple fact of the matter isthat he missed his trainIn that case returned her brother surely he might have run tosixpence for a telegram  For a steadygoing fellow Mark is about aserratic as theyre madeHow extremely inconsistent exclaimed CarrissimaNot at all said Lawrence frowning as he took a chair  A man maydrive crookedly without exceeding the limit  Although there are thingsyou can swear Mark would never dream of doing you never know whatfolly he will be up to nextAs Lawrence was speaking in his rather pompous manner the door openedand Mark Driver entered the room tall broadshouldered with ahandsome alert shaven face and an obvious appearance of hasteOn leaving Cambridge he had gone to Saint Bartholomews and havingcompleted his course there taken a post as House Surgeon at SaintJosephines a small hospital in a southeastern suburb  Mark remainedthere two years and left at Christmas after spending a few weeks idlyin London he went to take charge of Doctor Bunburys practice inYorkshire principally for the sake of being near to his own peopleand having passed two months more occupied by sport than patientsreturned this afternoonWhy didnt you come in time for dinner demanded Phoebe as he kissedher cheekUpon my word I am most awfully sorry he replied and turned at onceto Carrissima who was striving to hide her satisfaction on seeing hisface again  Never,13
+Produced by Doug LevyTHE MILLER OF OLD CHURCHby Ellen Glasgow     To my sister Cary Glasgow McCormack     In loving acknowledgment of help     and sympathy through the yearsCONTENTS     BOOK FIRST     JORDANS JOURNEY     Chapter     I     At Bottoms Ordinary     II    In Which Destiny Wears the Comic Mask     III   In Which Mr Gay Arrives at His Journeys End     IV    The Revercombs     V     The Mill     VI    Treats of the Ladies Sphere     VII   Gay Rushes Into a Quarrel and Secures a Kiss     VIII  Shows Two Sides of a Quarrel     IX    In Which Molly Flirts     X     The Reverend Orlando Mullen Preaches a Sermon     XI    A Flight and an Encounter     XII   The Dream and the Real     XIII  By the Millrace     XIV   Shows the Weakness in Strength     XV    Shows the Tyranny of Weakness     XVI   The Coming of Spring     XVII  The Shade of Mr Jonathan     XVIII The Shade of Reuben     XIX   Treats of Contradictions     XX    Lifes Ironies     XXI   In Which Pity Masquerades as Reason     BOOK SECOND     THE CROSSROADS     Chapter     I    In which Youth Shows a Little Seasoned     II   The Desire of the Moth     III   Abel Hears Gossip and Sees a Vision     IV   His Day of Freedom     V    The Shaping of Molly     VI   In Which Hearts Go Astray     VII  A New Beginning to an Old Tragedy     VIII A Great Passion in a Humble Place     IX   A Meeting in the Pasture     X    Tangled Threads     XI   The Ride to Piping Tree     XII  One of Loves Victims     XIII What Life Teaches     XIV  The Turn of the Wheel     XV   Gay Discovers Himself     XVI  The End     Authors Note  The scene of this story is not the     place of the same name in VirginiaBOOK FIRSTJORDANS JOURNEYTHE MILLER OF OLD CHURCHCHAPTER IAT BOTTOMS ORDINARYIt was past four oclock on a sunny October day when a stranger whohad ridden over the corduroy road between Applegate and Old Churchdismounted near the crossroads before the small public house known toits frequenters as Bottoms Ordinary Standing where the three roadsmeet at the old turnpikegate of the county the square brick buildingwhich had declined through several generations from a chapel into atavern had grown at last to resemble the smeared face of a clown undera steeple hat which was worn slightly awry Originally covered withstucco the walls had peeled year by year until the dull red of thebricks showed like blotches of paint under a thick coating of powderOver the wide door two little oblong windows holding four damagedpanes blinked rakishly from a mat of ivy which spread from the rottingeaves to the shingled roof where the slim wooden spire bent under theweight of creeper and innumerable nesting sparrows in spring Afterpointing heavenward for half a century the steeple appeared to haveswerved suddenly from its purpose and to invite now the attention ofthe wayfarer to the bar beneath This cheerful room which sprouted likesome grotesque wing from the right side of the chapel marked not onlya utilitarian triumph in architecture but served on market days toattract a larger congregation of the righteous than had ever stood upto sing the doxology in the adjoining place of worship Good and badprospects were weighed here weddings discussed births and deathsrecorded in evergreen memories and here also were reputationsdemolished and the owners of them hustled with scant ceremony away toperditionFrom the open door of the bar on this particular October day therestreamed the ruddy blaze of a fire newly kindled from knots of resinouspine Against this pleasant background might be discerned now and thenthe shapeless silhouette of Betsey Bottom the innkeeper a soft andcapable soul who in attaching William Ming some ten years before hadsuccessfully extinguished his identity without materially impairing herown Bottoms Ordinary had always been ruled by a woman and it wouldcontinue to be so please God however loudly a mere Ming might protestto the contrary In the eyes of her neighbours a female right orwrong was always a female and this obvious fact beyond and above anynatural twosided jars of wedlock sufficed in itself to establish MrsMing as a conjugal martyr Being an amiable bodypeaceably disposed toevery living creature with the exception of Williamshe had hastenedto the door to reprimand him for some trivial neglect of the grey mulewhen her glance lighted upon the stranger who had come a few minutesearlier by the Applegate road As he was a fine looking man of fullhabit and some thirty years her eyes lingered an instant on his facebefore she turned with the news to her slatternly negro,30
+Produced by Suzanne Shell Sankar Viswanathan and theOnline Distributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet  Illustration EVERY ONE HELD HIS RIFLE IN READINESS TO SHOOT THE   ESCAPING APACHES                               CAPTURED                            BY THE NAVAJOS                                  BY                      CAPTAIN CHARLES A CURTIS                                USA                             ILLUSTRATED                         NEW YORK AND LONDON                     HARPER  BROTHERS PUBLISHERS                Copyright 1904 by HARPER  BROTHERSCONTENTSCHAPI        INTRODUCES THE BOYSII       ATTACKED BY NAVAJOSIII      WARLIKE PUEBLOSIV       IN A NAVAJO TRAPV        A SIEGE AND AN AMBUSCADEVI       CROSSING THE RIVERVII      A SWOLLEN STREAM AND STOLEN PONYVIII     OVER THE DIVIDEA CORPORAL MISSINGIX       THE RESCUING PARTYX        THE CORPORALS ARE PROMOTEDXI       BOTH PONIES ARE STOLENXII      INDIANS ON THE WARPATHXIII     THE BOY SERGEANTS DO GOOD SERVICEXIV      ON THE DESERT WITHOUT WATERXV       THE PONIES ARE FOUNDXVI      APACHES IN SKULL VALLEYXVII     PURSUIT OF THE APACHESXVIII    ON THE TRAIL OF THE APACHESXIX      THE ATTACK ON THE APACHE CAMPILLUSTRATIONSEVERY ONE HELD HIS RIFLE IN READINESS TOSHOOT THE ESCAPING  APACHES                 FrontispieceMOUNTED THE BOYS PRESENTED A WARLIKEAPPEARANCECORPORAL HENRY ASKED CAPTAIN BAYARD TOINQUIRE FOR MANUEL PEREAGOD HAS GIVEN ME AMONG MANY FRIENDSTWO THAT ARE SOMETHING MORECAPTURED BY THE NAVAJOSIINTRODUCES THE BOYSIt was late in the fall of the second year of the civil war that Irejoined my company at Santa Fé New Mexico from detached service inthe Army of the Potomac The boom of the sunrise gun awoke me on themorning after my arrival and I hastened to attend reveille rollcallAs I descended the steps of the officers quarters the men of the fourcompanies composing the garrison were forming into line before theirbarracks Details from the guard which had just fired the gun andhoisted the national colors were returning to the guardhouse andthe officers were hastening to their placesAt the conclusion of the ceremony I turned again towards my quartersand noticed two handsome boys evidently aged about fifteen andthirteen dressed in a modification of the infantry uniform of thearmy and wearing corporals chevrons They stood near the regimentaladjutant and seemed to be reporting their presence to himAt breakfast the adjutant chancing to sit near me I asked him whothe youthful soldiers wereThey are the sons of LieutenantColonel Burton Corporals Frank andHenry he replied They hold honorary rank and are attached toheadquarters acting as messengers and performing some light clericalworkHow do they happen to be in Santa FéMother recently died in the East and the colonel had them sent herein charge of a tutor who is to fit them for college I believeLater on the same day being desirous of looking over this ancientIndian and Mexican town I was making a pedestrian tour of itsstreets and chanced to be opposite San Miguel School in the easternsection during the pupils recess Half a dozen boys were engaged inthrowing the lasso over the posts of the enclosing fence whensuddenly from a side street appeared the young corporals whom I hadseen at reveilleThe Mexican boys instantly greeted them with derisive shouts andjeers They called them little Gringos and other opprobrious namesand one young Mexican threw the loop of his lasso over the smallercorporals head and jerked him off his feet His companions laughedloudly The older corporal instantly pulled out his knife and cut therope Then the two brothers stood shoulder to shoulder facing thecrowd quite ready to defend themselves The young Mexicansgesticulating and shouting crowded round the two brothers and blowsappeared imminentMuchachos suddenly cried a ringing voice from the rear in Spanishare you not ashamed A hundred against twoA handsome lad forced his way through the crowd placed himself besidethe two corporals and faced his young countrymen Before the Mexicansrecovered from their surprise the bell of San Miguel summoned them toschool They hurried away leaving the two corporals with the youngMexican who had come to their assistanceMy name is Frank Burton said the older corporal extending hishand to the Mexican and this is my brother HenryThe Mexican boy grasped the proffered hand and said My name isManuel Perea of AlgodonesWe are the sons of the commanding officer at the fort Cant you comeand,4
+Produced by Al HainesTHE CHALLENGE OF THE NORTHBYJAMES HENDRYXGARDEN CITY  NEW YORKDOUBLEDAY PAGE  COMPANY1922COPYRIGHT 1922 BYDOUBLEDAY PAGE  COMPANYALL RIGHTS RESERVED INCLUDING THAT OF TRANSLATION  INTO FOREIGN LANGUAGES INCLUDING THE SCANDINAVIANPRINTED IN THE UNITED STATESATTHE COUNTRY LIFE PRESS GARDEN CITY N Y_First Edition_The Challenge of the NorthIOskar Hedin head of the fur department of old John McNabbs big storelooked up from his scrutiny of the Russian sable coat spread upon atable before him and encountered the twinkling eyes of old JohnhimselfIts a shame to keep this coat hereand that natural black fox piecetoo  Who is there in Terrace City thats got thirty thousand dollarsto spend for a fur coat or twenty thousand for a fox furOld John grinned  Mrs Orcutt bought one didnt sheYes but she bought it down in New YorkAn paid thirtyfive thousand for a coat that runs half a dozen shadeslighter an is topped an pointed to bring it up to the best its gotDid I ever tell ye the story of Mrs Orcutts coatNoIt goes back quite a waysthe lefthanded love me an Fred Orcutt hasfor one another  We speak neighborly on the street an for yearsweve played on opposite sides of a ballahole foursome at the CountryClub but either of us would sooner lose a hundred dollars than pay theother a golf ballIt come about in a business way an in a business way its kept onNot a dollar of McNabb money passes through the hands of OrcuttsWolverine Bankan he could have had it all an he knows itAs ye know I started out a lad with the Hudsons Bay Company anId got to be a factor when an old uncle of my mothers in Scotlandied an left me a matter of twenty thousand pounds sterling  When Igot the money I quit the Company an drifted around a bit until finallyI bought up a big tract of Michigan pine  There wasnt any TerraceCity then  I located a sawmill here at the mouth of the river an itwas known as McNabbs LandinDye see those docks  I built em an Ive seen the time when theywas two steamers warped along each side of em an one acrost the endan a half a dozen more anchored in the harbor waitin to haul McNabbslumber  The van stood on this spot in the sawmill days an when itgot too small I built a wooden store  Folks began driftin in  Theychanged the name from McNabbs Landin to Terrace City an I turned amany a good dollar for buildin sitesThe second summer brought Fred Orcutt an I practically give him thebest lot of the whole outfit to build his bank on  The town outgrewthe wooden store an I built this one addin the annex later an Iripped out the old dam an put in a concrete dam an a power plant thatfurnished light an power for all Terrace City  Money was comin infast an I invested it here an thereMichigan an Minnesota anWinconsin pine an the Lord knows what not  Then come the panic anI found out almost over night that I was land poor  I needed cash orcredit at the bank or I had to take a big loss  I went to see FredOrcuttI banked with him those days an he knew the fix I was inYes the bank would be glad to accommodate me all right if you couldof been there an heard Fred Orcutt lay down his terms youd know justhow damn glad theyd of been to accommodate me  It kind of stunned meat first an then I saw redthe man Id befriended in more ways thanone just layin back till he had me in his clutches  Well I lit outan told him just what I thought of himan he got it in log campEnglish  It never fazed him  He just sat there leanin back in hischair bringin the points of his fingers together an drawin emapart again an lookin me square in the face with them pale bluefishy eyes of his  When Id used up all the oaths an epithets incommon use an some new ones an had to quit he says in the samecold even voice that hed used in layin down his terms he saysYoure a little excited now John and Ill not hold it against youJust drop in sometime tomorrow or next day and well fix up thepapersI walked out of the bank with a wild scheme in my head of going toDetroit or Chicago for the money  But I knew it was no useand so didOrcutt  He thought he had me right where he wanted mean so did IMeanwhile an about six months previous a young fellow named CharlieBronsonpresident of the First National nowhad opened up a littlesevenbynine bank in a tincovered wooden shack that Id passed adozen times a day an hadnt even looked into  Id met Bronson once ortwice but hadnt paid no attention to him an as I was headin backfor the store he stood in his doorway  Good mornin Mr McNabb hesays  I dont think Id of took the trouble to answer him but justthen his bank sign caught my eye  It was painted in black letters anstuck out over the sidewalk  I stopped an looked past him through theopen door where his bookkeeperpayinanreceivintellercashier angeneral factotum was busy behind the cheap grill  Then I looked atBronson an the only thing I noticed was that his eyes was brown anhe was smilin  Young man I says have you got any money in thatsardine canQuite a lot he answers with a grin  More than I wish I hadYou got a hundred thousand I asksit was more than I needed but Ithought Id make it big enough to scare himMore than that he answers without battin an eye  Butwhatsthe matter with the WolverineThe Wolverine I busted out  Young,0
+Produced by Carlo Traverso Rénald Lévesque and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet Thisfile was produced from images generously made availableby the Bibliothèque nationale de France BnFGallica                           ALEXANDRE DUMAS                                 LA                             SANFELICE                               TOME II                           DEUXIÈME ÉDITION                                PARIS               MICHEL LÉVY FRÈRES LIBRAIRES ÉDITEURS         RUE VIVIENNE 2 BIS ET BOULEVARD DES ITALIENS 13                       A LA LIBRAIRIE NOUVELLE                                  XIX                          LA CHAMBRE ÉCLAIRÉEIl était deux heures du matin à peu près lorsque le roi et la reinequittant lambassade dAngleterre rentrèrent au palais Le roitrèspréoccupé nous lavons dit de la scène qui venait de se passerprit immédiatement le chemin de son appartement et la reine quilinvitait rarement à entrer dans le sien ne mit aucun obstacle à cetteretraite précipitée pressée quelle paraissait être de son côté derentrer chez elleLe roi ne sétait pas dissimulé la gravité de la situation or dans lescirconstances graves il y avait un homme quil consultait toujours avecune certaine confiance parce que rarement il lavait consulté sans enrecevoir un bon conseil il en résultait quil reconnaissait à cethomme une supériorité réelle sur toute cette tourbe de courtisans quilenvironnaitCet homme cétait le cardinal Fabrizio Ruffo que nous avons montréà nos lecteurs assistant larchevêque de Naples son doyen au sacrécollège lors du _Te Deum_ qui avait été chanté la veille dansléglise cathédrale de Naples en lhonneur de larrivée de NelsonRuffo était au souper donné au vainqueur dAboukir par sir WilliamHamilton il avait donc tout vu et tout entendu et en sortant le roinavait eu que ces mots à lui direJe vous attends cette nuit au palaisRuffo sétait incliné en signe quil était aux ordres de Sa MajestéEn effet dix minutes à peine après que le roi était rentré chez luien prévenant lhuissier de service quil attendait le cardinal on luiannonçait que le cardinal était là et faisait demander si le bon plaisirdu roi était de le recevoirFaitesle entrer cria Ferdinand de manière que le cardinallentendît je crois bien que mon bon plaisir est de le recevoirLe cardinal invité ainsi à entrer nattendit pas lappel de lhuissieret répondit par sa présence même à ce pressant appel du roiEh bien mon éminentissime que ditesvous de ce qui vient de sepasser demanda le roi en se jetant dans un fauteuil et en faisant signeau cardinal de sasseoirLe cardinal sachant que la plus grande révérence dont on puisse userenvers les rois est de leur obéir aussitôt quils ont ordonné touteinvitation de leur part étant un ordre prit une chaise et sassitJe dis que cest une affaire trèsgrave répliqua le cardinalheureusement que Sa Majesté se lest attirée pour lhonneur delAngleterre et quil est de lhonneur de lAngleterre de la soutenirQue pensezvous au fond de ce bouledogue de Nelson Soyez franccardinalVotre Majesté est si bonne pour moi quavec elle je le suis toujoursfrancDites alorsComme courage cest un lion comme instinct militaire cest ungénie mais comme esprit cest heureusement un homme médiocreHeureusement ditesvousOui sireEt pourquoi heureusementParce quon le mènera où lon voudra avec deux leurresLesquelsLamour et lambition Lamour cest laffaire de lady Hamiltonlambition cest la vôtre Sa naissance est vulgaire son éducationnulle Il a conquis ses grades sans mettre les pieds dans uneantichambre en laissant un oeil à Calvi un bras à Ténériffe la peaude son front à Aboukir traitez cet hommelà en grand seigneur vous legriserez et une fois quil sera gris Votre Majesté en fera ce quellevoudra Eston sûr de lady HamiltonLa reine en est sûre à ce quelle ditAlors vous navez pas besoin dautre chose Par cette femme vousaurez tout elle vous donnera à la fois le mari et lamant Tous deuxsont fous delleJai peur quelle ne fasse la prudeEmma Lyonna faire la prude dit Ruffo avec lexpression du plusprofond mépris Votre Majesté ny pense pasJe ne dis pas prude par pruderie pardieuEt par quoiIl nest pas beau votre Nelson avec son bras de moins son oeilcrevé et son front fendu Sil en coûte cela pour être un héros jaimeautant rester ce que je suisBon les femmes ont de si singulières idées et puis lady Hamiltonaime si merveilleusement la reine Ce quelle ne fera pas par amourelle le fera par amitiéEnfin dit le roi comme un homme qui sen remet à la Providence dusoin darranger une affaire difficilePuis à RuffoMaintenant continuatil vous avez bien un conseil à me donner danscette affairelàCertainement le seul même qui soit raisonnableLequel demanda le roiVotre Majesté a un traité dalliance avec son neveu lempereurdAutricheJen ai avec tout le,17
+Produced by Rénald Lévesque                                  LA                           FILLE DU PIRATE                           ÉMILE CHEVALIER                                PARIS                       CALMANNLÉVY ÉDITEURS                          3 RUE AUBER 3                                 A                              MA MÈRE                             PROLOGUE                              EN MER                                IRange à carguer la grandvoileA peine ce commandement futil transmis par le portevoix du capitaineet répété par le sifflet du maître de manoeuvres que cinq matelotssélancèrent sur les échelles de corde Mais au même moment une rafaleépouvantable enveloppa le brick comme dans une trombe et deux foissuccessives le courba tribord à bâbord au point que les vaguesbondirent pardessus ses lissesAmenez les huniers sur le pont cria le capitaine François dune voixde stentorLordre se perdit dans le fracas de la tempête et il nétait pasarticulé quune seconde colonne dair fondit sur le navire avec larapidité de la foudre brisa le perroquet du grand mât les cacatois dumât de misaine et emporta les toiles qui restaient dehorsUn mousse cramponné à lextrémité dune vergue où il sefforçait defixer la voile avec les rabans de ferlage fut enlevé par le tourbillonet tomba à la merCet accident passa inaperçu au milieu de lanxiété généraleLe vaisseau penchait affreusement sur le côté et menaçait desengloutirA la barre tonna le portevoixLe chef de timonerie y était déjàElle ne gouverne plus capitaine sécriatil sourdementBas le grand mâtCinq minutes après larbre sapé à sa base sabattait avec un horriblecraquementDéjà le brick se relevait lorsquun autre coup de vent faillit lesubmerger de nouveauLa position était désespérée Il ny avait plus à hésiter Le commandantle comprit Assis à son banc de quart il avait surveillé avec unsangfroid merveilleux les progrès de louragan et quand il vit quilne lui restait quun moyen de sauver son vaisseau il nhésita pas àlemployerRasez tout sécriatilPuis le bruit cadencé des haches frappant à coups redoublés le pied desdeux derniers mâts se joignit aux mugissements des éléments en furie etbientôt le navire flotta au gré des flotsCependant la tempête se calma peu à peu on renaissait à lespérancelorsque tout à coup un calier parut sur le pontNous faisons eau ditil au capitaine qui se tenait sur le gaillarddarrière debout immobile les bras croisés sur la poitrineGréez les pompes ordonna lautre sans quun muscle de sa facebougeâtOù est la voie demandatil ensuite au calierDans la soute aux biscuits Trois pieds de bordage en dériveTout le monde aux pompesChacun sempressa dobéir et au bout dune heure les pompescommencèrent à franchir Alors les calfats descendirent dans la cale etparvinrent à réparer les principales avariesMais la nuit était arrivée et il fallut remettre au lendemain le soinde sorienter                                IILe brick qui venait grâce à lhabileté de son capitaine déchapper àcette épouvantable tourmente sappelait l_Alcyon_ Parti de Marseilleavec un chargement de vins pour la Louisiane il avait été chassé desa route par des vents contraires et poussé sur les côtes de laNouvelleÉcosseIl portait une vingtaine de passagers seulement à son bordLun de ces passagers jeune homme de vingtcinq à vingthuit ans étaitfils de larmateur à qui appartenait l_Alcyon_ Son père lenvoyaità la NouvelleOrléans pour y établir un comptoir Cétait le dernierenfant de quatre quavait eus larmateur Deux étaient morts à la fleurde lâge un autre laîné avait disparu dans son adolescence etjamais depuis on nen avait eu de nouvelles On supposait généralementquil sétait noyé                                IIIPendant la tempête Charles sur lordre du capitaine était resté dansla grande cabine mais quand le danger eut cessé il monta sur le pontoù il demeura le reste de la nuit en conférence avec les officiersLe lendemain matin une voile parut à lhorizon Cette vue ranima lecourage défaillant des malheureux naufragésAussitôt on cessa de travailler à un radeaudont on avait entrepris laconstruction avec des espars et des vergues de rechangespour établirdes signauxIls ne furent que trop bien distinguésUne heure sétait à peine écoulée quand un navire silla dans les eaux del_Alcyon_Cétait une longue corvette noire comme de lencre couronnée dunebande rouge sanglantNul,5
+Produced by Chuck Greif Louise Hope Thierry AlbertoHenry Craig and the Online Distributed Proofreading Teamat httpwwwpgdpnet              A MIDSUMMER HOLIDAY               _AND OTHER POEMS_                       BY          ALGERNON CHARLES SWINBURNE                _THIRD EDITION_                     London          CHATTO  WINDUS PICCADILLY                      1889CONTENTSA MIDSUMMER HOLIDAY     I THE SEABOARD                             3    II A HAVEN                                  6   III ON A COUNTRY ROAD                        9    IV THE MILL GARDEN                         12     V A SEAMARK                              16    VI THE CLIFFSIDE PATH                      19   VII IN THE WATER                            22  VIII THE SUNBOWS                             27    IX ON THE VERGE                            31A NEWYEAR ODE                                  39LINES ON THE MONUMENT OF GIUSEPPE MAZZINI       66LES CASQUETS                                    70A BALLAD OF SARK                                84NINE YEARS OLD                                  87AFTER A READING                                 94MAYTIME IN MIDWINTER                           100A DOUBLE BALLAD OF AUGUST                      105HEARTSEASE COUNTRY                             109A BALLAD OF APPEAL                             112CRADLE SONGS                                   115PELAGIUS                                       122LOUIS BLANC                                    125VOS DEOS LAUDAMUS                              128ON THE BICENTENARY OF CORNEILLE                132IN SEPULCRETIS                                 134LOVE AND SCORN,3
+Produced by Kathryn Lybarger Martin Pettit and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet                  WHAT THE MOTHER OF A                DEAF CHILD OUGHT TO KNOW                          BY                  JOHN DUTTON WRIGHTFOUNDER AND PRINCIPAL OF THE WRIGHT ORAL SCHOOL FOR THE   DEAF NEW YORK CITY COLLABORATOR OF THE LARYNGO     SCOPE AND THE VOLTA REVIEW DIRECTOR OF THE      AMERICAN ASSOCIATION TO PROMOTE THE TEACHING        OF SPEECH TO THE DEAF AUTHOR OF EDUCA           TIONAL NEEDS OF THE DEAF FOR THE                GUIDANCE OF PHYSICIANS                 Illustration Logo                       NEW YORK              FREDERICK A STOKES COMPANY                      PUBLISHERS                _Copyright 1915 by_              FREDERICK A STOKES COMPANY _All rights reserved including that of translation                 into foreign languages_                    _March 1915_                     TO MY WIFE          AT WHOSE SUGGESTION THIS LITTLE BOOK            WAS WRITTEN IN ORDER THAT MOTHERS              MAY DO ALL IN THEIR POWER FOR                  THEIR DEAF CHILDRENCONTENTSCHAPTER                                                 PAGE       PREFACE                                        ixxix    I FACING THE FACTS                                    1   II HOW SHALL THE MOTHER BEGIN HER PART OF THE WORK    5  III HOW SHALL THE MOTHER GET INTO COMMUNICATION       WITH HER DEAF CHILD                               13   IV WHAT ABOUT THE BABYS SPEECH                      20    V DEVELOPING THE MENTAL FACULTIES                    22   VI DEVELOPING THE LUNGS                               30  VII THE CULTIVATION OF CREATIVE IMAGINATION            32 VIII FURTHER TESTS OF HEARING                           34   IX THE DEVELOPMENT OF RESIDUAL HEARING                38    X DEVELOPING THE POWER OF LIPREADING                43   XI FORMING CHARACTER                                  47  XII CULTIVATING THE SOCIAL INSTINCT                    50 XIII SOMETHING ABOUT SCHOOLS AND METHODS                53  XIV THE PRESERVATION OF SPEECH WHEN DEAFNESS       RESULTS FROM ACCIDENT OR ILLNESS AFTER INFANCY     58   XV TEACHING LIPREADING,13
+Produced by Chuck Greif This file was produced from thatgenerously made available by the Bibliothèque nationalede France BnFGallica at httpgallicabnffrNote du transcripteur Cette oeuvre adaptée en pièce de théâtre en1849 et en livre en 1851 est aussi à lorigine de deux opéras aveclibretti en Italien La Bohème de Ruggero Leoncavallo 1897 et lemieux connu La Bohème de Giacomo Puccini 1896Scènes de la vie de bohèmeHenry MurgerM Levy1869PREFACELes bohèmes dont il est question dans ce livre nont aucun rapport avecles bohèmes dont les dramaturges du boulevard ont fait les synonymes defilous et dassassins Ils ne se recrutent pas davantage parmi lesmontreurs dours les avaleurs de sabres les marchands de chaînes desûreté les professeurs d_à tout coup lon gagne_ les négociants desbasfonds de lagio et mille autres industriels mystérieux et vaguesdont la principale industrie est de nen point avoir et qui sonttoujours prêts à tout faire excepté le bienLa Bohème dont il sagit dans ce livre nest point une race néedaujourdhui elle a existé de tout temps et partout et peutrevendiquer dillustres origines Dans lantiquité grecque sansremonter plus haut dans cette généalogie exista un bohème célèbre quien vivant au hasard du jour le jour parcourait les campagnes de lIonieflorissante en mangeant le pain de laumône et sarrêtait le soir poursuspendre au foyer de lhospitalité la lyre harmonieuse qui avait chantéles _Amours dHélène_ et la _Chute de Troie_ En descendant léchelledes âges la Bohème moderne retrouve des aïeux dans toutes les époquesartistiques et littéraires Au moyen âge elle continue la traditionhomérique avec les ménestrels et les improvisateurs les enfants du gaisavoir tous les vagabonds mélodieux des campagnes de la Tourainetoutes les muses errantes qui portant sur le dos la besace dunécessiteux et la harpe du trouvère traversaient en chantant lesplaines du beau pays où devait fleurir léglantine de Clémence IsaureÀ lépoque qui sert de transition entre les temps chevaleresques etlaurore de la renaissance la Bohème continue à courir tous les cheminsdu royaume et déjà un peu les rues de Paris Cest maître PierreGringoire lami des truands et lennemi du jeûne maigre et affamécomme peut lêtre un homme dont lexistence nest quun long carême ilbat le pavé de la ville le nez au vent tel quun chien qui lèveflairant lodeur des cuisines et des rôtisseries ses yeux pleins deconvoitises gloutonnes font maigrir rien quen les regardant lesjambons pendus aux crochets des charcutiers tandis quil fait sonnerdans son imagination et non dans ses poches hélas Les dix écus quelui ont promis messieurs les échevins en payement de la _trèspieuse etdévote sotie_ quil a composée pour le théâtre de la salle du palais dejustice À côté de ce profil dolent et mélancolique de lamoureuxdEsméralda les chroniques de la Bohème peuvent évoquer un compagnondhumeur moins ascétique et de figure plus réjouie cest maîtreFrançois Villon lamant de _la belle qui fut haultmière_ Poète etvagabond par excellence celuilà Et dont la poésie largementimaginée sans doute à cause de ces pressentiments que les anciensattribuent à leurs _vates_ était sans cesse poursuivie par unesingulière préoccupation de la potence où ledit Villon faillit un jourêtre cravaté de chanvre pour avoir voulu regarder de trop près lacouleur des écus du roi Ce même Villon qui avait plus dune foisessoufflé la maréchaussée lancée à ses trousses cet hôte tapageur desbouges de la rue PierreLescot ce piqueassiette de la cour du ducdÉgypte ce Salvator Rosa de la poésie a rimé des élégies dont lesentiment navré et laccent sincère émeuvent les plus impitoyables etfont quils oublient le malandrin le vagabond et le débauché devantcette muse toute ruisselante de ses propres larmesAu reste parmi tous ceux dont loeuvre peu connue na été fréquentéeque des gens pour qui la littérature française ne commence pas seulementle jour où Malherbe vint François Villon a eu lhonneur dêtre un desplus dévalisés même par les gros bonnets du parnasse moderne On sestprécipité sur le champ du pauvre et on a battu monnaie de gloire avecson humble trésor Il est telle ballade écrite au coin de la borne etsous la gouttière un jour de froidure par le rapsode bohème tellesstances amoureuses improvisées dans le taudis où _la belle qui futhaultmière_ détachait à tout venant sa ceinture dorée qui aujourdhuimétamorphosées en galanteries de beau lieu flairant le musc et lambrefigurent dans lalbum armorié dune Chloris aristocratiqueMais voici le grand siècle de la renaissance qui souvre MichelAngegravit les échafauds de la Sixtine et regarde dun air soucieux le jeuneRaphaël qui monte lescalier du Vatican portant sous son bras lescartons des loges Benvenuto médite son _Persée_ Ghiberti cisèle lesportes du baptistère en même temps que Donatello dresse ses marbres surles ponts de lArno et pendant que la cité des Médicis lutte dechefsdoeuvre avec la ville de Léon X et de Jules II Titien etVéronèse illustrent la cité des doges SaintMarc lutte avecSaintPierreCette fièvre de génie qui vient déclater tout à coup dans la péninsuleitalienne avec une violence épidémique répand sa glorieuse contagiondans toute lEurope Lart rival de Dieu marche légal des roisCharlesQuint sincline pour ramasser le pinceau du Titien et FrançoisIer fait antichambre dans limprimerie où Étienne Dolet corrigepeutêtre les épreuves de _Pantagruel_Au milieu de cette résurrection de lintelligence la Bohème continuecomme par le passé à chercher suivant lexpression de Balzac la pâteet la niche Clément Marot devenu le familier des antichambres duLouvre devient avant même quelle eût été favorite dun roi le favoride cette belle Diane dont le sourire illumina trois règnes Du boudoirde Diane De Poitiers la muse infidèle du poëte passe dans celui deMarguerite De Valois faveur dangereuse que Marot paya par la prisonPresque à la même époque un autre bohème dont lenfance avait été surla plage de Sorrente caressée par les baisers dune muse épique LeTasse entrait à la cour du duc de Ferrare comme Marot à celle deFrançois Ier mais moins heureux que lamant de Diane et de Margueritelauteur de la _Jérusalem_ payait de sa raison et de la perte de songénie laudace de son amour pour une fille de la maison dEsteLes guerres religieuses et les orages politiques qui signalèrent enFrance larrivée des Médicis narrêtent point lessor de lart Aumoment,13
+Produced by Greg Weeks LN Yaddanapudi and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetFlight From Tomorrow_COMPLETE NOVELET__by H Beam Piper_    There was no stopping General Zarvas rebellionIllustration by LawrenceIllustration     _Hunted and hated in two worlds Hradzka dreamed of a monomaniacs     glory stranded in the past with his knowledge of the future But     he didnt know the past quite well enough_1But yesterday a whole planet had shouted _Hail Hradzka Hail theLeader_ Today they were screaming _Death to Hradzka Kill thetyrant_The Palace where Hradzka surrounded by his sycophants and guards hadlorded it over a solar system was now an inferno Those who had beentoo closely identified with the dictators rule to hope for forgivenesswere fighting to the last seeking only a quick death in combat one byone their isolated points of resistance were being wiped out Thecorridors and chambers of the huge palace were thronged with rebelsloud with their shouts and with the rasping hiss of heatbeams and thecrash of blasters reeking with the stench of scorched plastic andburned flesh of hot metal and charred fabric The living quarters wereoverrun the mob smashed down walls and tore up floors in search ofsecret hidingplaces They found strange thingsthe spaceship that hadbeen built under one of the domes in readiness for flight to thestillloyal colonies on Mars or the Asteroid Belt for instancebutHradzka himself they could not findAt last the search reached the New Tower which reared its head fivethousand feet above the palace the highest thing in the city Theyblasted down the huge steel doors cut the power from theenergyscreens They landed from antigravcars on the upper levels Butexcept for barriers of metal and concrete and energy they met with noopposition Finally they came to the spiral stairway which led up tothe great metal sphere which capped the whole structureGeneral Zarvas the Army Commander who had placed himself at the head ofthe revolt stood with his foot on the lowest step his followers behindhim There was Prince Burvanny the leader of the old nobility andGhorzesko Orhm the merchant and between them stood Tobbh thechieftain of the mutinous slaves There were clerks laborers poor buthaughty nobles and wealthy merchants who had long been forced to hidetheir riches from the dictators taxgatherers and soldiers andspacemenYoud better let some of us go first sir General Zarvas orderly abloodstained bandage about his head his uniform in rags suggestedYou dont know what might be up thereThe General shook his head Ill go first Zarvas Pol was not the manto send subordinates into danger ahead of himself To tell the truthIm afraid we wont find anything at all up thereYou mean Ghorzesko Orhm beganThe timemachine Zarvas Pol replied If hes managed to get itfinished the Great Mind only knows where he may be now Or whenHe loosened the blaster in his holster and started up the long spiralHis followers spread out below sharpshooters took position to coverhis ascent Prince Burvanny and Tobbh the Slave started to follow himThey hesitated as each motioned the other to precede him then thenobleman followed the general his blaster drawn and the brawny slavebehind himThe door at the top was open and Zarvas Pol stepped through but therewas nothing in the great spherical room except a raised dais some fiftyfeet in diameter its polished metal top strangely clean and empty Anda crumpled heap of burned cloth and charred flesh that had not longago been a man An old man with a white beard and the sevenpointedstar of the Learned Brothers on his breast advanced to meet the armedintrudersSo he is gone Kradzy Zago Zarvas Pol said holstering his weaponGone in the timemachine to hide in yesterday or tomorrow And youlet him goThe old one nodded He had a blaster and I had none He indicated thebody on the floor Zoldy Jarv had no blaster either but he tried tostop Hradzka See he squandered his life as a fool squanders his moneygetting nothing for it And a mans life is not money Zarvas PolI do not blame you Kradzy Zago General Zarvas said But now youmust get to work and build us another timemachine so that we canhunt him downDoes revenge mean so much to you thenThe soldier made an impatient gesture Revenge is for fools like thatpack of screaming beasts below I do not kill for revenge I killbecause dead men do no harmHradzka will do us no more harm the old scientist replied He is athing of yesterday of a time long past and halflost in the mists oflegendNo matter As long as he exists at any point in spacetime Hradzka isstill a threat Revenge means much to Hradzka he will return for itwhen we least expect himThe old man shook his head No Zarvas Pol Hradzka will not return                                   Hradzka holstered his blaster threw the switch that sealed thetimemachine put on the antigravunit and started the timeshiftunit He reached out and set the destinationdial for themidFiftySecond Century of the Atomic Era That would land him in theNinth Age of Chaos following the TwoCentury War and the collapse ofthe World Theocracy A good time for his purpose the world would beslipping back into barbarism and yet possess the technologies of formercivilizations A hundred little national states would be trying toregain social stability competing and warring with one another Hradzkaglanced back over his shoulder at the cases of books recordspoolstridimensional pictures and scalemodels These people of the pastwould welcome him and his science of the future would make him theirleaderHe would start in a small way by taking over the local feudal or tribalgovernment would arm his followers with weapons of the future Then hewould impose his rule upon neighboring tribes or princedoms orcommunes or whatever and build a strong sovereignty from that heenvisioned a world,58
+Produced by Suzanne Lybarger and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetLibrary EditionTHE WIT AND HUMOR OF AMERICAIn Ten VolumesVOL IIIllustration JAMES WHITCOMB RILEYTHE WIT AND HUMOR OF AMERICAEDITED BY MARSHALL P WILDER_Volume II_Funk  Wagnalls CompanyNew York and LondonCopyright MDCCCCVII BOBBSMERRILL COMPANYCopyright MDCCCCXI THE THWING COMPANYCONTENTS                                                                     PAGE  Archæological Congress An               Robert J Burdette         390  Aunt Dinahs Kitchen                     Harriet Beecher Stowe      335  Ballad                                   Charles Godfrey Leland     355  Barney McGee                             Richard Hovey              223  Beecher Beached The                     John B Tabb               232  Boys View of It A                      Frank L Stanton           393  Budd Wilkins at the Show                 SE Kiser                 352  Colonels Clothes The                   Caroline Howard Gilman     396  Comin Thu                               Anne Virginia Culbertson   333  Dutchman Who Had the Small Pox The    Henry P Leland            295  Evening Musicale An                     May Isabel Fisk            325  Familiar Authors at Work                 Hayden Carruth             289  Fascination                              John B Tabb               222  Golfers Rubaiyat The                   HW Boynton               319  Go Lightly Gal The Cake Walk          Anne Virginia Culbertson   317  Grandma Keeler Gets Grandpa Ready    for SundaySchool                      Sarah P McLean Greene     266  Hoosier and the Salt Pile The           Danforth Marble            357  How Ruby Played                        George W Bagby            311  Letter A                                Petroleum V Nasby         282  Lost Word The                           John Paul                  293  Love Sonnets of a Hoodlum                Wallace Irwin              307  Mr Dooley on GoldSeeking               Finley Peter Dunne         304  Mr Dooley on Reform Candidates          Finley Peter Dunne         321  Natural Perversities,0
+Produced by Alan R LightSONGS MERRY AND SADby John Charles McNeillAmerican North Carolina poet  18741907               To               JOSEPH P CALDWELL               The Old ManContents     The Bride     Oh Ask Me Not     Isabel     To      To Melvin Gardner  Suicide     Away Down Home     For Janes Birthday     A Secret     The Old Bad Woman     Valentine     A Photograph     Jesse Covington     An Idyl     Home Songs     M W Ransom     Protest     Oblivion     Now     Tommy Smith     Before Bedtime     If I Could Glimpse Him     Attraction     Loves Fashion     Alcestis     Reminiscence     Sonnet     Lines     An Easter Hymn     A Christmas Hymn     When I Go Home     Odessa     Trifles     Sunburnt Boys     Gray Days     An Invalid     A Caged MockingBird     Dawn     Harvest     Two Pictures     October     The Old Clock     Tear Stains     A Prayer     She Being Young     Paul Jones     The Drudge     The Wife     Vision     September     Barefooted     Pardon Time     The Rattlesnake     The Prisoner     Sonnet     Folk Song     97  The Fast Mail     Sundown     At Sea     LenvoiSONGS MERRY AND SADThe Bride     The little white bride is left alone     With him her lord the guests have gone         The festal hall is dim     No jesting now nor answering mirth     The hush of sleep falls on the earth         And leaves her here with him     Why should there be O little white bride     When the world has left you by his side         A tear to brim your eyes     Some old loveface that comes again     Some old lovemoment sweet with pain         Of passionate memories     Does your heart yearn back with last regret     For the maiden meads of mignonette         And the fairyhaunted wood     That you had not withheld from love     A little while the freedom of         Your happy maidenhood     Or is it but a nameless fear     A wordless joy that calls the tear         In dumb appeal to rise     When looking on him where he stands     You yield up all into his hands         Pleading into his eyes     For days that laugh or nights that weep     You two strike oars across the deep         With lifes tide at the brim     And all times beauty all loves grace     Beams little bride upon your face         Here looking up at himOh Ask Me Not     Love should I set my heart upon a crown      Squander my years and gain it     What recompense of pleasure could I own      For youths red drops would stain it     Much have I thought on what our lives may mean      And what their best endeavor     Seeing we may not come again to glean      But losing lose forever     Seeing how zealots making choice of pain      From home and country parted     Have thought it life to leave their fellows slain      Their women brokenhearted     How teasing truth a thousand faces claims      As in a broken mirror     And what a father died for in the flames      His own son scorns as error     How even they whose hearts were sweet with song      Must quaff oblivions potion     And soon or late their sails be lost along      The allsurrounding ocean,3
+Produced by Jacqueline Jeremy Suzanne Shell and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetIllustration We four declared the Skeptic constitute a privateCourt of Inquiry into the Condition of Our FriendsA COURTOF INQUIRYBy GRACE S RICHMONDAuthor of Red Pepper Burns Mrs Red PepperSecond Violin EtcIllustrationWITH FOUR ILLUSTRATIONSA L BURT COMPANY PUBLISHERS114120 East Twentythird StreetNew YorkPUBLISHED BY ARRANGEMENT WITH DOUBLEDAY PAGE  CO_Copyright_ 1909 1916 _by_DOUBLEDAY PAGE  COMPANY_All rights reserved including that oftranslation into foreign languagesincluding the Scandinavian_COPYRIGHT 1901 BY PERRY MASON COMPANYCOPYRIGHT 1902 BY THE CURTIS PUBLISHING COMPANYCOPYRIGHT 1907 BY PERRY MASON COMPANYCOPYRIGHT 1908 1909 BY THE CURTIS PUBLISHING COMPANYTOC R P AND M B PCONTENTSPART I                                        PAGE  I Althea                               3 II Camellia                            16III Dahlia                              31 IV Rhodora                             44  V Azalea                              58 VI Hepatica                            72PART II  I Dahlia and the Professor            87 II Camellia and the Judge             102III Azalea and the Cashier             117 IV Althea and the Promoter            131  V Rhodora and the Preacher           146 VI Wistariaand the Philosopher      162PART III  I Sixteen Miles to Boswells         181 II Honour and the Girl                220III Their Word of Honour               241 IV Half a League Onward             261PART IA Court of Inquiryand Other TalesIALTHEA      Nothing impaired    but all disordered    _Midsummer Nights Dream_There are four guestrooms in my house It is not a large house and howthere came to be so many rooms to spare for the entertaining of friendsis not a story to be told here It is only a few years since they wereall fulland not with guests But they are nearly always full now Andwhen I assign each room it is after taking thoughtThere are two mens rooms and two for women The mens rooms havebelonged to men and therefore they suit other men who drop into themand use their belongings and tell me they were never more comfortableThe third room is for one after another of the girls and women whovisit me The fourth roomIs anybody really good enough to sleep in this placeIt was the Skeptic looking over my shoulder He had chanced to bepassing saw me standing in the doorway in an attitude of adorationand glanced in over my head He had continued to look from sheerastonishmentI should expect to have to take off my shoes and put on a whitecassock over my tennis flannels before I could enter here he observedYou would not be allowed to enter even in that inappropriate costumeI replied I keep this room only for the very nicest of my girlfriends The trouble isThe trouble isyoure full up with our bunch and have got to put MissAlthea here whether she turns out to be the sort or notI had not expected the Skeptic to be so shrewdshrewd though he oftenis Being also skeptical his skepticism sometimes overcolours hisimaginationSuppose she should leave her slippers kicking around over thosewhite rugs drop her kimono in the middle of that pondlily bedanderattach a mound of chewinggum to the corner of the mirrorhe propoundedI should send her homeNoyou could do better than that Make her change rooms with thePhilosopher He wouldnt leave a speck the size of a molecule on allthat whitenessI dont believe he would I agreed As the Skeptic went laughing awaydownstairs I turned again into the room in order that I might tie backthe little inner muslin curtains to let the green branches outside showbetween                                   Althea arrived at five The Skeptic in tennis flannels was lounging onthe porch as she came up the steps and scanned her critically over theracquet he still held after a brisk setto with the Gay Lady who isone of my other guests We call her the Gay Lady because of herflowerbright face her trick of smiling when other people frown andbecause of a certain soft sparkle and glow about her whole personalityas indescribable as it is captivating The Gay Lady had gone indoors,13
+Produced by Rénald Lévesque Carlo Traverso and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Canada Team athttpwwwpgdpcanadanet This file was produced fromimages generously made available by the Bibliothèquenationale de France BnFGallica                           RELATION ORIGINALE                               DU VOYAGE                                  DE                            JACQUES CARTIER           Illustration VUE DU MANOIR DE JACQUES CARTIER                           RELATION ORIGINALE                              DU VOYAGE DE                            JACQUES CARTIER                               AU CANADA                                EN 1534                           DOCUMENTS INÉDITS                                  SUR                    _JACQUES CARTIER ET LE CANADA_                            NOUVELLE SÉRIE                               PUBLIÉS PAR                        H MICHELANT ET A RAMÉ  Accompagnés de deux portraits de Cartier et de deux vues de son Manoir                     Illustration JACQUES CARTIER                                 PARIS                            LIBRAIRIE TROSS                  5 RUE NEUVEDESPETITSCHAMPS 5                                 1867_M dAvezac dont il faut toujours citer lingénieuse et profondeérudition lorsquil sagit de recherches sur lhistoire de lagéographie se plaignait naguère et non sans raison de lindifférenceque les Français avaient apportée en tout temps à faire valoir leursdécouvertes il regrettait surtout que le récit du premier voyage deJacques Cartier au Canada ne nous fût parvenu que par des traductionsEn effet le plus ancien qui ait paru en France de laveu de léditeurnest quun travail de seconde main dont on ignore lorigine car cetteversion sur quelques points sécarte de celle de Ramusio de beaucoupantérieure sans cadrer exactement avec celle que nous a conservéeHakluyt qui diffère également des deux autres Du reste on saperçoitaisément quelle na pu être loeuvre ni de Cartier ni daucun de sescompagnons de voyage surtout si on la rapproche de la relation dusecond voyage que lon croit pouvoir attribuer soit au chef soit à undes marins de lexpédition Celleci par le style autant que parlorthographe révèle une main inexpérimentée plus habile à guider unnavire sur locéan et affronter les tempêtes quà manier une plume Onarrive donc à cette conclusion quau XVIe siècle il existait troisrelations du récit du premier voyage de Cartier une en italien cellede Ramusio une en anglais publiée par Hakluyt et une troisième quenous ne connaissons pas celle que Raphaël du PetitVal a fait traduireen 1598 pour en donner une édition française Il est à supposer quilna agi ainsi que faute davoir pu se procurer une rédaction originalequi seule en reproduisant exactement les faits eût permis dapprécierlexactitude de lauteur et de régler la créance que lon pouvaitaccorder à ses allégations Limportance quelle eût offerte alors napas diminué aujourdhui et nous croyons quil y a encore quelqueintérêt pour nous à posséder la source primitive des différentesversions étrangères cestàdire la première relation qui a dû êtrerédigée par Cartier luimême la supposition selon nous la plusvraisemblable ou du moins par un de ses compagnons de route Elle napu évidemment être écrite quen français dans le langage habituel desmarins et spécialement des marins bretons cestàdire avec deslocutions provinciales des incorrections compensées par un emploi plusexact des termes propres à la profession,4
+Produced by Al HainesFrontispiece A strange apparition was seen crossing the lake  Itappeared to have wings but it did not fly and though it possessed atail it did not run but contented itself with moving steadily forwardon its long upturned feet  Over an arm it carried what might havebeen a trident and what with its waving tail and great outspreadingwings that rose above its hornedlike head it suggested     SeeChapter VITHE DRAMA OF THE FORESTS_Romance and Adventure_BYARTHUR HEMING  ILLUSTRATED BY THE AUTHOR  WITH REPRODUCTIONS FROM A  SERIES OF HIS PAINTINGS OWNED  BY THE ROYAL ONTARIO MUSEUMGARDEN CITY N Y AND TORONTODOUBLEDAY PAGE  COMPANY1921COPYRIGHT 1921 BYDOUBLEDAY PAGE  COMPANYALL RIGHTS RESERVED INCLUDING THAT OF TRANSLATION  INTO FOREIGN LANGUAGES INCLUDING THE SCANDINAVIANPRINTED AT THE COUNTRY LIFE PRESS GARDEN CITY N Y U S AFirst EditionTOMR AND MRS DAVID A DUNLAPWITH WHOM I SPENT MANY HAPPY SEASONS  IN THE GREAT NORTHERN FORESTCONTENTS    I  ROMANCE AND ADVENTURE   II  IN QUEST OF TREASURE  III  OOKOOHOOS EL DORADO   IV  OOKOOHOO PLAYS THE GAME    V  MEETING OF THE WILD MEN   VI  WILD ANIMALS AND MEN  VII  LIFE AND LOVE RETURN VIII  BUSINESS AND ROMANCELIST OF ILLUSTRATIONSA strange apparition was seen crossing the lake  It appeared to havewings        _Frontispiece_I surmised at once who he was for one could see by the merest glanceOokoohoos billOokoohoos calendarGoing to the brink we saw a York Boat in the act of shooting thecataractMinutes passed while the rising moon cast golden ripples upon the waterThe lynx is an expert swimmer and is dangerous to tackle in the waterNext morning we found that everything was covered with a heavy blanketof snowThe bear circled a little in order to descend Presently it left theshadowGoing to the stage he took down his fivefoot snowshoesAs the wolf dashed away the bounding clog sent the snow flyingTheres the York Factory packet from Hudson Bay to WinnipegIt was on my fathers hunting grounds and late one afternoonOokoohoo could even hear the strange clicking soundAfter half of May had passed away and when the spring hunt was overThe departure of the Fur Brigade was the one great event of the yearINTRODUCTIONIt was in childhood that the primitive spirit first came whispering tome  It was then that I had my first daydreams of the Northlandofits forests its rivers and lakes its hunters and trappers andtraders its furrunners and mounted police its voyageurs andpacketeers its missionaries and Indians and prospectors its animalsits birds and its fishes its trees and its flowers and its seasonsEven in childhood I was for ever wondering    what is daily going onin the Great Northern Forest    not just this week this month orthis season but what is actually occurring day by day throughout thecycle of an entire year  It was that thought that fascinated me andwhen I grew into boyhood I began delving into books of northerntravel but I did not find the answer there  With the years thiseverpresent wonder grew until it so possessed me that at last itspirited me away from the city while I was still in my teens and ledme along a path of everchanging and everincreasing pleasure showingme the world not as men had mauled and marred it but as the Master ofLife had made it in all its original beauty and splendour  Nor wasthis all  It led me to observe and ponder over the daily pages of themost profound and yet the most fascinating book that man has ever triedto read and though it seemed to me my feeble attempts to decipherits text were always futile it has nevertheless not only taught meto love Nature with an everincreasing passion but it has inspired inme an infinite homage toward the Almighty for as Emerson says Inthe woods we return to reason and faith  Then I feel that nothing canbefall me in lifeno disgrace no calamity leaving me my eyeswhichNature cannot repair  Standing on the bare groundmy head bathed bythe blithe air and uplifted into infinite spaceall mean egoismvanishes     I am the lover of uncontained and immortal beautySo to make my lifedream come true to contemplate in all itsthrilling action and undying splendour the drama of the forests Itravelled twentythree times through various parts of the vast northernwoods between Maine and Alaska and covered thousands upon thousandsof miles by canoe packtrain snowshoes _bateau_ dogtrainbuckboard timberraft prairieschooner lumberwagon andalligator  No one trip ever satisfied me or afforded me theknowledge or the experience I sought for traversing a single sectionof the forest was not unlike making ones way along a single street ofa metropolis and then trying to persuade oneself that one knew allabout the citys life  So back again I went at all seasons of the yearto encamp in that great timberland that sweeps from the Atlantic tothe Pacific  Thus it has taken me thirtythree years to gather theinformation this volume contains and my only hope in writing it isthat perhaps others may have had the same daydream and that in thisbook they may find a reliable and satisfactory answer to all theirwonderings  But making my dream come truewhat delight it gave meWhat sport and travel it afforded me  What toil and sweat it causedme  What food and rest it brought me  What charming places it led methrough  What interesting people it ranged beside me  What romance itunfolded before me and into what thrilling adventures it plunged meBut before we paddle down the winding wilderness aisle toward the greatstage upon which Diana and all her attendant huntsmen and forestcreatures may appear I wish to explain that in compliance with thewishes of the leading actorswho actually lived their parts of thisstoryfictitious names have been given to the principal,2
+Produced by Suzanne Shell Sankar Viswanathan and theOnline Distributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet     Illustration CHRISTMAS IN NAPLES An Italian _PRESIPIO_                       YULETIDE IN MANY LANDS                                  BY                           MARY P PRINGLE      Reference Librarian Minnesota Public Library Commission                                 and                            CLARA A URANN                             Illustrated                                  by                            LJ Bridgman                         and from photographs                                BOSTON                      LOTHROP LEE  SHEPARD CO                                 1916                           Copyright 1916                    BY LOTHROP LEE  SHEPARD CO                                       The old order changeth yielding place to new    And God fulfills Himself in many ways    Lest one good custom should corrupt the world                                      _Alfred Tennyson_                                   ACKNOWLEDGMENTSThanks are due to the following publishers for permission to reprintpoems Houghton Mifflin Company for King Olafs Christmas by H WLongfellow Night of Marvels by Violante Do Ceo Paul Elder Company for The Christmas Tree by H S Russell At ChristmasTime Edgar S Werner  Company for The Christmas Sheaf by Mrs AM Tomlinson John Lane Company for A Palm Branch from Palestine byM Y Lermontov _American Ecclesiastical Review_ for The Eve ofChristmas by Pope Leo XIII E P Dutton  Company for The Voice ofthe Christchild by Phillips BrooksMARY P PRINGLECLARA A URANN                                   CONTENTSCHAPTERI    YULETIDE OF THE ANCIENTSII   YULETIDE IN ENGLANDIII  YULETIDE IN GERMANYIV   YULETIDE IN SCANDINAVIAV    YULETIDE IN RUSSIAVI   YULETIDE IN FRANCEVII  YULETIDE IN ITALYVIII YULETIDE IN SPAINIX   YULETIDE IN AMERICA      INDEXILLUSTRATIONSChristmas in Naples An Italian _Presepio_                                            _Frontispiece_King Olafs ChristmasSerenaded by the WaitsToyMaking in GermanyDecorating the Christmas TreeOn the Way to Christmas Eve Service in NorwayA Christmas Bonfire in RussiaA Christmas Tree in ParisA Game of Loto on Christmas Evening in NaplesChristmas Festivity in SevilleLighting the YuleLog in Colonial DaysChildren of Many Nationalities at Christmas Celebration in a New York   SchoolCHAPTER IIllustrationYULETIDE OF THE ANCIENTS    There in the Temple carved in wood    The image of great Odin stood    And other gods with Thor supreme among themAs early as two thousand years before Christ Yuletide was celebratedby the Aryans They were sunworshipers and believed the sun was borneach morning rode across the upper world and sank into his grave atnightDay after day as the suns power diminished these primitive peoplefeared that he would eventually be overcome by darkness and forced toremain in the under worldWhen therefore after many months he apparently wheeled about andgrew stronger and stronger they felt that he had been born again Soit came about that at _Hweolortid_ the turningtime1 there wasgreat rejoicing at the annual rebirth,49
+Produced by Roger Frank Carol Wilbur and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetMY LADY OF DOUBTBY RANDALL PARRISHAUTHOR OF LOVE UNDER FIRE MY LADY OF THE NORTH ETC ETCWITH FOUR ILLUSTRATIONS IN FULL COLOR BY ALONZO KIMBALLCHICAGOA C McCLURG  CO1911CopyrightA C McCLURG  CO1911Published October 1911Entered at Stationers Hall London EnglandPRESS OF THE VAIL COMPANYCOSHOCTON U S AIllustration ClaireCONTENTSCHAPTER I       A PERILOUS MISSION                   9CHAPTER II      WITHIN THE ENEMYS LINES            18CHAPTER III     THE FÊTE OF THE AFTERNOON           27CHAPTER IV      THE MISCHIANZA                      38CHAPTER V       THE BEGINNING OF TROUBLE            48CHAPTER VI      THE THREAT OF SWORDS                59CHAPTER VII     THE ONE HOPE                        70CHAPTER VIII    THE BLACKSMITH                      80CHAPTER IX      TANGLING THREADS                    92CHAPTER X       WITH MINUTE MEN                    103CHAPTER XI      THE CAPTURE OF THE WAGON TRAIN     113CHAPTER XII     A CAPTURE                          124CHAPTER XIII    INTRODUCING PETER                  134CHAPTER XIV     I INTERVIEW PETER                  144CHAPTER XV      A NEW COMBINATION                  154CHAPTER XVI     AGAIN THE LADY                     164CHAPTER XVII    ENTOMBED                           175CHAPTER XVIII   THE REMAINS OF TRAGEDY             186CHAPTER XIX     THE QUEENS RANGERS                196CHAPTER XX      AT CROSS PURPOSES                  207CHAPTER XXI     AGAIN THE CELLARROOM              219CHAPTER XXII    THE LADYS PLAN                    230CHAPTER XXIII   WORDS OF LOVE                      241CHAPTER XXIV    I UNCOVER CAPTAIN GRANT            250CHAPTER XXV     BETWEEN LOVE AND DUTY              260CHAPTER XXVI    FORCING CLINTON TO BATTLE          269CHAPTER XXVII   THE FIGHT AT MONMOUTH              281CHAPTER XXVIII  THE ROAD TO PHILADELPHIA           291CHAPTER XXIX    THE ESCORT                         301CHAPTER XXX     BEFORE GENERAL ARNOLD              310CHAPTER XXXI    I RUN ACROSS ERIC                  320CHAPTER XXXII   WE ATTAIN THE HOUSE                332CHAPTER XXXIII  THEY SEND FOR CLAIRE               342CHAPTER XXXIV   A THREATENED MARRIAGE              351CHAPTER XXXV    THE FIGHT IN THE HALL              359CHAPTER XXXVI   SEARCHING FOR CLAIRE               367CHAPTER XXXVII  A CONFESSION OF LOVE               375ILLUSTRATIONSClaire,1
+Produced by Paul Murray Lisa Reigel and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetTRANSCRIBERS NOTE Greek words in this text have been transliteratedand placed between marksAstrophel and other poemsByAlgernon Charles SwinburneTaken from The Collected Poetical Works of Algernon CharlesSwinburneVol VITHE COLLECTED POETICAL WORKS OF ALGERNON CHARLES SWINBURNEVOL VIA MIDSUMMER HOLIDAY ASTROPHEL A CHANNEL PASSAGE AND OTHER TALESSWINBURNES POETICAL WORKS  I POEMS AND BALLADS First Series II SONGS BEFORE SUNRISE AND SONGS OF TWO NATIONSIII POEMS AND BALLADS Second and Third Series and SONGS OF THE       SPRINGTIDES IV TRISTRAM OF LYONESSE THE TALE OF BALEN ATALANTA IN CALYDON       ERECHTHEUS  V STUDIES IN SONG A CENTURY OF ROUNDELS SONNETS ON ENGLISH DRAMATIC       POETS THE HEPTALOGIA ETC VI A MIDSUMMER HOLIDAY ASTROPHEL A CHANNEL PASSAGE AND OTHER POEMSLONDON WILLIAM HEINEMANNA MIDSUMMER HOLIDAY ASTROPHEL A CHANNEL PASSAGE AND OTHER POEMSByAlgernon Charles Swinburne1917LONDON WILLIAM HEINEMANN_First printed_ _Chatto_ 1904_Reprinted_ 1904 09 10 12_Heinemann_ 1917_London William Heinemann_ 1917ASTROPHEL AND OTHER POEMSASTROPHEL                                                  121A NYMPHOLEPT                                               127ON THE SOUTH COAST                                         141AN AUTUMN VISION                                           149A SWIMMERS DREAM                                          159GRACE DARLING                                              164LOCH TORRIDON                                              171THE PALACE OF PAN                                          178A YEARS CAROLS                                            181ENGLAND AN ODE                                            186ETON AN ODE                                               191THE UNION                                                  194EAST TO WEST                                               196INSCRIPTIONS FOR THE FOUR SIDES OF A PEDESTAL              197ON THE DEATH OF RICHARD BURTON                             199ELEGY                                                      202A SEQUENCE OF SONNETS ON THE DEATH OF ROBERT BROWNING      208SUNSET AND MOONRISE                                        212BIRTHDAY ODE                                               214THRENODY,3
+Produced by Juliet Sutherland Sankar Viswanathan and theOnline Distributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet                             Willie Mouse                                  by                              Alta Tabor                            Illustration                                 The                     Saalfield Publishing Company                  Chicago    Akron Ohio    New York                         PRINTED IN U S A                                   Illustration                                   Willie MouseGoes on a Journey toFind the Moon                                   IllustrationWillie MouseWillie Mouse had often heard his Ma and Pa say that the moon was madeof green cheese and one evening he thought he would see if he couldfind itHe packed up a piece of cheese and a crust of bread and taking hislantern set out on his travelsIllustrationIllustrationHe had not gone far when he met his friend Mr Woodmouse who askedhim where he was goingOh said Willie Im going to find the moon its made of greencheese you knowI dont believe its made of green cheese at all said MrWoodmouse but Willie wouldnt listen to him and went on his wayIllustrationComing round by Clover Green whom should he meet but Miss Jenny Wrenlooking very gay in her yellow bonnetWhere are you off to she askedIm on my way to find the moonThe moon cried Miss Wren youll never reach itIllustrationI flew ever so high one evening and I didnt seem to get any nearerWell said Willie why should it be made of green cheese if youcant reach it And on he wentIllustrationPresently he came up to a wood and looking up he saw Mr Squirreljumping from branch to branchGood afternoon he saidYou do seem high up Surely you can tell me the way to the moon Itsmade of green cheese you knowIllustrationI dont think its made of green cheese why shouldnt it be made ofnutsHow ignorant everybody is said Willie Mouse to himselfIllustrationSo on he went once more until he came to a little hole in the groundand being very curious he peeped inside There sat Mrs Mole who cameout when she saw himDo you live down there asked Willie politelyIllustrationYes replied Mrs MoleThen Im afraid you cant tell me how to get to the moon Its madeof green cheese you know Ma says soNonsense my child Dont waste your time looking for the moon keepyour eyes open for wormsIllustrationWillie said Goodbye to Mrs Mole Then he sat down and opened hisparcel because it was getting late and he thought he had better havesome dinnerI may not reach the moon yet awhile he thought so I had bettersave a little piece of cheese for supperIllustrationIllustrationIllustrationAfter dinner he fell asleep and on waking he found that it was quitedark He looked up and there was the moon right high up in the skyOh Mr Moon he cried You do seem a long way away I think itwould be much easier for you to come down here than for me to get upthere But Mr Moon stayed where he wasIllustrationIllustrationIllustrationLooking up Willie Mouse saw two big eyes gleaming in the dark Theybelonged to Mrs Owl and as Willie was only a little mouse he didntknow that Mrs Owl had a special liking for little miceIllustrationPlease Mrs Owl said he how can I get to the moonDown flew Mrs Owl This is the way to the moon she said and shecaught him up in her beak and carried him back to the owl house whereshe livedIllustrationWhen Willie Mouse saw all the owlets with their beaks gaping open hebegan to be frightened for he feared that Mrs Owl was going to eathim all up But he didnt know that a good green elf who lived in thetrunk of the tree was near at hand and just as Mrs Owl opened herbeak the leaves rustled and there stood Mr Elf who jumped to theground with Willie on his backIllustrationWhen the good green elf had shown him the way home he thought he wouldask him if the moon were really made of green cheese but all of asudden Mr Elf disappeared and Willie Mouse still thinks that oneday he will find the moon and have enough cheese to last him all hislifeIllustration,15
+Produced by Juliet Sutherland Sankar Viswanathan and theOnline Distributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet                           Illustration                            Wee Peter Pug                                  by                             Ernest Aris                            Illustration                                 The                     Saalfield Publishing Company                  Chicago    Akron Ohio    New York                          PRINTED IN USA                                   Illustration                                   WeePeter PugThe StoryOf A Bit Of Mischief AndWhat Came Of It                                   IllustrationWee Peter PugMy Dame has lost her shoe and knows not where to find itIllustrationNow if you had seen the eager smile on the face of Wee Peter Pug youmight have suspected that he had something to do with the loss ofDames shoeand you would have been right What pup could haveresisted such a nice red fluffy shoeIllustrationSo he marched with it triumphantly into the garden and hid it behindthe lawn rollerIllustrationIllustrationFeeling very proud Wee Peter trotted off to tell his chum Niggerthe black kitten all about his little joke What do you think Ivedone he criedIve hidden the Dames shoeSurely not cried Nigger How funnyAnd she shook with laughterIllustrationIllustrationAt the other end of the garden was Mrs Hen with her chicksLets come and tell her suggested Nigger and off they wentSuch a lark cried Wee Peter Ive hidden the Dames shoeMrs Hens angry cacklecackle turned into a very merry oneWhat fun she cried and What fun squeaked the little chicksIllustrationIllustrationAll three ran eagerly down the pathway until they came across SirCockerel perched in a dignified attitude on the fenceWhat do you think asked Mrs Hen who being the eldest thoughtshe was entitled to speak first but before she could open her mouthWee Peter Pug cried Ive hidden the Dames shoeWhat a splendid joke exclaimed Sir CockerelDoes Mrs Duck know asked Sir CockerelNo lets see if we can find her said Wee PeterIllustrationIllustrationWhats all the excitement about demanded Mrs Duck when she sawthem coming to the lakesideIve hidden the Dames shoe said PeterMrs Duck quacked uproariouslyIve never heard anything so funny she declaredIllustrationMrs Duck waddled ashore We must tell somebody else said sheIllustrationAt that moment Billy Rabbit poked his inquisitive nose through thehedgeYou seem very much amused said heSo will you be when you know Ive hidden the Dames shoe Billyslaugh spread from ear to earThats fine fun he cried and off he ran to tell the woodfolkIllustrationIllustrationSo many of them had collected by now that there was quite aprocessionLets go back and see my Dame look for her shoe suggested Wee PeterPugHe led the way and they all followed him They were all speaking atonce and made such a commotion that all the wee creatures in thegarden wondered what had happenedIllustrationCant we find a better place to hide it said Wee PeterPut it behind my house suggested Mrs HenOr in the lake quacked Mrs DuckOr in the hedge suggested Billy RabbitSuggestions came from all of them and the noise was so great thatmy Dame hurried out into the garden to see what was the matterIllustrationIllustrationIt is a sad ending to the story of Wee Peter Pug But just as the Damecame out into the garden Wee Peter had picked up her shoe and wasthinking of another hiding place when she caught sight of himIllustrationOh You naughty Peter she cried And she spanked him with the shoewhich had caused all the fun Everybody laughed delightedly exceptPeterIllustrationSo you see instead of Wee Peter Pug hiding the shoe it was the shoethat gave poor Peter Pug a hiding Perhaps he deserved it What do youthinkIllustration                                   Uniform With This VolumeThe Little Red HenLittle Black SamboWillie MouseThe SaalfieldPublishing CompanyChicagoAKRON OHIONew York                                   End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of Wee Peter Pug by Ernest Aris,26
+Produced by Judy BossA MOUNTAIN WOMANBy Elia Wilkinson Peattie          To          My best Friend and kindest Critic          My HusbandTranscribers Note I have omitted signature designations and haveclosed abbreviations eg do nt becoming dont etc In additionI have made the following changes to the text     PAGE  LINE  ORIGINAL         CHANGED TO       38    19  seem to          seemed to       47     9  beafsteak        beefsteak       56     4  divertisement    divertissement       91    19  divertisement    divertissement      155    17  scarfs          scarves      169    20  scarfs          scarvesFOREWORDMOST of the tales in this little book have been printed before AMountain Woman appeared in Harpers Weekly as did The Three Johnsand A Resuscitation Jim Lancys Waterloo was printed in theCosmopolitan A Michigan Man in Lippincotts and Up the Gulch inTwo Tales The courtesy of these periodicals in permitting the storiesto be republished is cordially acknowledgedE W PContents     A MOUNTAIN WOMAN     JIM LANCYS WATERLOO     THE THREE JOHNS     A RESUSCITATION     TWO PIONEERS     UP THE GULCH     A MICHIGAN MAN     A LADY OF YESTERDAYA Mountain WomanIF Leroy Brainard had not had such a respect for literature he wouldhave written a bookAs it was he played at being an architectand succeeded in being acharming fellow My sister Jessica never lost an opportunity of laughingat his endeavors as an architectYou can build an enchanting villa but what would you do with acathedralI shall never have a chance at a cathedral he would reply Andbesides it always seems to me so material and so impertinent to build alittle structure of stone and wood in which to worship GodYou see what he was like He was frivolous yet one could never tellwhen he would become eloquently earnestBrainard went off suddenly Westward one day I suspected that Jessicawas at the bottom of it but I asked no questions and I did not hearfrom him for months Then I got a letter from ColoradoI have married a mountain woman he wrote None of your puny breedof modern femininity but a remnant left over from the heroic agesaprimitive woman grand and vast of spirit capable of true and steadfastwifehood No sophistry about her no knowledge even that there issophistry Heavens man do you remember the rondeaux and triolets Iused to write to those pretty creatures back East It would take a Sagaman of the old Norseland to write for my mountain woman If I were anartist I would paint her with the north star in her locks and her feeton purple cloud I suppose you are at the Pier I know you usually areat this season At any rate I shall direct this letter thither andwill follow close after it I want my wife to see something of life AndI want her to meet your sisterDear me cried Jessica when I read the letter to her I dont knowthat I care to meet anything quite so gigantic as that mountain womanIm one of the puny breed of modern femininity you know I dont thinkmy nerves can stand the encounterWhy Jessica I protested She blushed a littleDont think bad of me Victor But you see Ive a little scrapbookof those triolets upstairs Then she burst into a peal of irresistiblelaughter Im not laughing because I am piqued she said franklyThough any one will admit that it is rather irritating to have a manwho left you in a blasted condition recover with such extraordinarypromptness As a philanthropist one of course rejoices but as a womanVictor it must be admitted that one has a right to feel annoyed Buthonestly I am not ungenerous and I am going to do him a favor I shallwrite and urge him not to bring his wife here A primitive woman withthe north star in her hair would look well down there in the Casinoeating a pineapple ice wouldnt she Its all very well to have a soulyou know but it wont keep you from looking like a guy among women whohave good dressmakers I shudder at the thought of what the poor thingwill suffer if he brings her hereJessica wrote as she said she would but for all that a fortnightlater she was walking down the wharf with the mountain woman and Iwas sauntering beside Leroy At dinner Jessica gave me no chance to talkwith our friends wife and I only caught the quiet contralto tones ofher voice now and then contrasting with Jessicas vivacious soprano Adrizzling rain came up from the east with nightfall Little groups ofshivering men and women sat about in the parlors at the cardtablesand one blond woman sang love songs The Brainards were tired with theirjourney and left us early When they were gone Jessica burst intoeulogyThat is the first woman she declared I ever met who would make afit heroine for a bookThen you will not feel under obligations to educate her as youinsinuated the other dayEducate her I only hope she will help me to unlearn some of the thingsI know I never saw such simplicity It is antiqueYoure sure its not mere vacuity Victor How can you But youhavent talked with her,13
+Produced by Johan BoelaertBroeder en ZusterDOOR CYRIEL BUYSSEGepubliceerd inNederlandsch MuseumTijdschriftvoor Letteren Wetenschappen en Kunstonder redactie vanMr J O De Vigne Profr Paul FredericqMr A PrayonVan Zuylen W Rogghé Dr Max RoosesMr C Siffer en Profr J VercoullieTWEEDE REEKS DERDE JAARGANGIGENTAlgemeene Boekhandel van AD Hoste UitgeverVeldstraat 491886Blz 307  321                    Zij keek half over het portier gebogen door het open venstertjeals de trein in het station aankwam Hij stond haar af te wachtendoch eerst herkende hij haar schier niet meer Het was zoolanggeleden dat zij elkaar1 gezien hadden Hij nam haar vriendelijk bijbeide handen terwijl zij blozend en glimlachend van denspoorbaanwagen stapte en kuste haar bewogen op beide hare wangenZij zag er zoo goed uit sprak hij Hij droeg haar pakje in de handen leidde haar tot aan zijn rijtuig dat naar hen stond te wachtenZij namen plaats nevens elkander Dáár zaten zij nu nog bijeen debroeder en de zuster na zulke lange scheiding Eenige grijze harendoorkruisten reeds als zilverdraadjes zijne zwarte lokken zij kwamslechts in den bloei des levens Zij was ook lang en slank vangestalte zooals hij doch iets kleiner zij had ook donkerbruin haarbruine oogen en op haar aangezicht iets zachts en liefelijks datthans onder den indruk van hare gevoelens in een weemoedvollenglimlach scheen te versmelten Van het verledene werd niet gesprokenhij vroeg haar niet waarom zij sinds tien jaren niet eens bij hemgekomen was niet eenmaal had geschreven hij zei haar enkel dat hijzoo gelukkig was haar terug te zien en zij zoo verschoond en zooveranderd was dat hij haar nimmermeer erkend zou hebben Hij sprakhaar ook van Tante die gestorven was en vroeg of deze gedurendehare ziekte veel had geleden Een stille traan schoot langzaam inhaar oogO zooveel zuchtte zij Zij bleven beiden eene wijle stilzwijgenden lieten hunnen blik langs wederskanten van den weg over hetlandschap drijven terwijl het open rijtuig hen door de zachteavondschemering naar hunne woning voerde Zij dacht aan Tante diezij zoo bemind had en die voor haar steeds zoo goed was geweest aanTante die zij wellicht nooit zou verlaten hebben hadde deze nogmogen leven En hij dacht ook aan zijne eenzame en treurigelevenswijze en of zijne zuster het bij hem wel gewoon zou kunnenworden Zij kwamen met de duisternis te M aan het dorp waar Renéwoonde Sinds den dood van vader was zij tehuis niet meer geweestHij leidde haar op de kamer die hij voor haar had doen bereiden enwees haar de kast en de commodes aan waarin zij hare kleederen konleggen Hier was het steeds uw vertrek sprak hij als gij kindwaart Zij glimlachte bewogen en stak een binnendeurken open enterwijl een traan van zachte ontroering haar oog schielijkverduisterde En hier was het de kamer van Moeder antwoordde zijZij zagen elkander met aandoening aan Hij leidde haar door al deplaatsen van het huis en zegde dat zij alles volgens haren zin zoumogen schikken En zij bedankte hem erkentelijk en dacht dat hijtoch goed was voor haar                    Laurence had zich nimmer tot haren broeder aangetrokken gevoeldDat kwam ook wel gedeeltelijk omdat zij hem zoo weinig gekend hadVroeger als nog hunne beide ouders leefden was René bij zijnen oomin stad gaan wonen om aldaar de leergangen eener school te volgenZij was dan nog zeer jong en aan hare kinderspelen had hij alleen inde vacantiën bij tusschenpoozen deel genomen Hij was teruggekeerdnaar huis omtrent den ouderdom van twintig jaren en zij had zijneplaats bij Oom vervangen om zooals René ook hare opvoeding in stadte bekomen De jaren waren verloopen en later hadden zij elkaâr1slechts in de vacantie of op sommige bijzondere dagen gezien Hij wasook reeds een man geworden toen zij nog een kind wasOom was intusschen gestorven Eens had Laurence vernomen dat Renéging trouwen Dit had Mama haar klagend gezegd want zij en Papawaren er hevig tegen omdat het meisje zoo tenger van gezondheid wasen de tering zei men reeds twee harer zusters weggenomen had Dithuwelijk echter was nimmer aangegaan Het meisje was vroegtijdiggelijk hare zusters aan eene vliegende tering gestorven Over ditalles had Laurence met haren broeder nooit gesproken want zijgevoelde zich te vreemd bij hem Moeder stierf en Vader volgde kortop haar Laurence ging alsdan juist haar laatste jaar naar school Degemeenzaamheid hunner smart scheen ditmaal ten minste debetrekkingen van broeder en zuster nauwer te moeten toehalen Dochneen Laurence zocht haren troost bij Tante die voor haar als eenetweede moeder werd en René bevond zich meer en meer afgezonderd enalleen Verbitterd over de verlatenheid waarin hem zijne zusterliet had hij eens in eenen aanval van misnoegde droefheid opbitsigen toon zijne spijt en ontevredenheid aan Tante uitgedrukt integenwoordigheid van Laurence Daarop was deze weenend in Tantesarmen gevallen en Tante had hare partij gekozen en haar verdedigden gezegd dat zij bij haar mocht blijven wonen Dit had Laurencegedaan en sedert alhoewel broeder en zuster niet in openevijandschap leefden hadden zij elkaâr1 nooit meer bezocht René bleefgansch alleen in het vaderlijk huis en zette den aanzienlijken handelzijner ouders voort Tante stierfRené verbande alle gramschap uitzijn hart en het verleden vergetend schreef hij aan zijne zustereenen brief haar vragend om bij hem te komen wonen En Laurence hadde woning verlaten waar zij in het stille gezelschap van hare goedeTante zulke reine en vreedzame dagen gesleten had en was met eengevoel van dankbaarheid en zelfverwijt jegens den broeder dien zijzoo verwaarloosd had en die haar thans nog zoo toegenegen was hetoude vaderlijk huis terug komen bewonen                    Het waren dagen vol aandoening en zoete herinneringen die eerstewelke Laurence nu weder op de plaats waar zij geboren was kwamoverbrengen Dáár sprak haar alles nog van hare kinderjaren In dediepte der kasten welker inhoud zij in orde bracht vond zij hareoude boeken terug van in den tijd nog dat zij bij de,18
+Produced by Louise Hope Carlo Traverso and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet Thisfile was produced from images generously made availableby the Bibliothèque nationale de France BnFGallica athttpgallicabnffrTranscribers NoteThe paragraph beginning In _Ute_ the name for bear is _he seizes_will only display correctly in Latin1 file encoding Everything elsein the article should look exactly the same on all computers or textreaders                                    SMITHSONIAN INSTITUTIONBUREAU OF ETHNOLOGY            J W Powell Director         ON THE EVOLUTION OF LANGUAGE                As Exhibited In The Specialization of the Grammatic Processes  the Differentiation of the Parts of Speech     and the Integration of the Sentence       From a Study of Indian Languages                       By                 J W POWELL                                             ON THE EVOLUTION OF LANGUAGE                                   Possible ideas and thoughts are vast in number A distinct word forevery distinct idea and thought would require a vast vocabularyThe problem in language is to express many ideas and thoughts withcomparatively few wordsAgain in the evolution of any language progress is from a conditionwhere few ideas are expressed by a few words to a higher where manyideas are expressed by the use of many words but the number of allpossible ideas or thoughts expressed is increased greatly out ofproportion with the increase of the number of wordsAnd still again in all of those languages which have been mostthoroughly studied and by inference in all languages it appearsthat the few original words used in any language remain as the elementsfor the greater number finally used In the evolution of a languagethe introduction of absolutely new material is a comparatively rarephenomenon The old material is combined and modified in many ways toform the newHow has the small stock of words found as the basis of a language beenthus combined and modifiedThe way in which the old materials have been used gives rise to whatwill here be denominated THE GRAMMATIC PROCESSESITHE PROCESS BY COMBINATIONTwo or more words may be united to form a new one or to perform theoffice of a new one and four methods or stages of combination may benoted_a_ By _juxtaposition_ where the two words are placed together and yetremain as distinct words This method is illustrated in Chinese wherethe words in the combination when taken alone seldom give a clew totheir meaning when placed together_b_ By _compounding_ where two words are made into one in which casethe original elements of the new word remain in an unmodified conditionas in _housetop_ _rainbow_ _telltale__c_ By _agglutination_ in which case one or more of the elementsentering into combination to form the new word is somewhat changedtheelements are fused together Yet this modification is not so great asto essentially obscure the primitive words as in _truthful_ where weeasily recognize the original words _truth_ and _full_ and _holiday_in which _holy_ and _day_ are recognized_d_ By _inflection_ Here one or more of the elements entering into thecompound has been so changed that it can scarcely be recognized Thereis a constant tendency to economy in speech by which words are graduallyshortened as they are spoken by generation after generation In thosewords which are combinations of others there are certain elements thatwear out more rapidly than others Where some particular word iscombined with many other different words the tendency to modify by wearthis oftused element is great This is more especially the case wherethe combined word is used in certain categories of combinations aswhere particular words are used to denote tense in the verb thus _did_may be used in combination with a verb to denote past time until it isworn down to the sound of _d_ The same wear occurs where particularwords are used to form cases in nouns and a variety of illustrationsmight be given These categories constitute conjugations anddeclensions and for convenience such combinations may be calledparadigmatic Then the oftrepeated elements of paradigmaticcombinations are apt to become excessively worn and modified so thatthe primitive words or themes to which they are attached seem to be butslightly changed by the addition Under these circumstances combinationis called inflectionAs a morphologic process no welldefined plane of demarkation betweenthese four methods of combination can be drawn as one runs intoanother but in general words may be said to be juxtaposed when twowords being placed together the combination performs the function of anew word while in form the two words remain separateWords may be said to be compound when two or more words are combinedto form one no change being made in either Words maybe said to beagglutinated when the elementary words are changed but slightly _ie_only to the extent that their original forms are not greatly obscuredand words may be said to be inflected when in the combination theoftrepeated element or formative part has been so changed thatits origin is obscured These inflections are used chiefly in theparadigmatic combinationsIn the preceding statement it has been assumed that there can berecognized in these combinations of inflection a theme or root as itis,9
+Produced by Carlo Traverso Rénald Lévesque and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet                            ALEXANDRE DUMAS                                  LA                              SANFELICE                                TOME VI                           DEUXIÈME ÉDITION                                PARIS               MICHEL LÉVY FRÈRES LIBRAIRES ÉDITEURS          RUE VIVIENNE 2 BIS ET BOULEVARD DES ITALIENS 13                       A LA LIBRAIRIE NOUVELLE                                  C                              UN GRAINOn na pas oublié quaprès avoir été retenu depuis le 21 jusquau 23janvier dans le port de Naples par les vents contraires Nelsonprofitant dune forte brise au nordouest avait enfin pu appareillervers les trois heures de laprèsmidi et que la flotte anglaise lemême soir avait disparu dans le crépuscule à la hauteur de lîle deCapriFier de la préférence dont il était lobjet de la part de la reineNelson avait tout fait pour reconnaître cette faveur et depuis troisjours lorsque les augustes fugitifs vinrent lui demander lhospitalitétoutes les dispositions étaient prises à bord du _VanGuard_ pour quecette hospitalité fût la plus confortable possibleAinsi tout en conservant pour lui sa chambre de la dunette Nelsonavait fait préparer pour le roi pour la reine et pour les jeunesprinces la grande chambre des officiers à larrière de la batteriehaute Les canons avaient disparu dans des draperies et chaqueintervalle était devenu un appartement orné avec la plus grandeéléganceLes ministres et les courtisans auxquels le roi avait fait lhonneur deles emmener à Palerme étaient logés eux dans le carré des officierscestàdire dans la partie de lentrepont autour de laquelle sont lescabinesCaracciolo avait fait encore mieux il avait cédé son propre appartementau prince royal et à la princesse Clémentine et le carré des officiersà leur suiteLa saute de vent à laide de laquelle Nelson avait pu lever lancreavait eu lieu comme nous lavons dit entre trois et quatre heures delaprèsmidi Il avait passénous parlons du ventdu sud àlouestnordouestA peine Nelson sétaitil aperçu de ce changement quil avait donné àHenry son capitaine de pavillon quil traitait en ami plutôt quensubordonné lordre dappareillerFautil nous élever beaucoup au large de Capri demanda le capitaineAvec ce ventlà cest inutile répondit Nelson Nous navigueronsgrand largueHenry étudia un instant le vent et secoua la têteJe ne crois pas que ce ventlà soit fait ditilNimporte profitonsen tel quil est Quoique je sois prêt à mouriret à faire tuer mes hommes depuis le premier jusquau dernier pour leroi et la famille royale je ne verrai Leurs Majestés véritablement ensûreté que quand elles seront à PalermeQuels signaux fautil faire aux autres bâtimentsDappareiller comme nous et de naviguer dans nos eaux route dePalerme manoeuvre indépendanteLes signaux furent faits et on la vu lappareillage eut lieuMais à la hauteur de Capri en même temps que la nuit le vent tombadonnant raison au capitaine de pavillon HenryCe moment daccalmie donna le temps aux illustres fugitifs malades ettourmentés depuis trois jours par le mal de mer de prendre un peu denourriture et de reposInutile de dire quEmma Lyonna navait point suivi son mari dans lecarré des officiers mais était restée près de la reineAussitôt le souper fini Nelson qui y avait assisté remonta sur lepont Une partie de la prédiction de Henry sétait déjà accompliepuisque le vent était tombé et il craignait pour le reste de la nuitsinon une tempête du moins quelque grainLe roi sétait jeté sur son lit mais ne pouvait dormir Ferdinandnétait pas plus marin quhomme de guerre Tous les sublimes aspects ettous les grands mouvements de la mer qui font le rêve des espritspoétiques lui échappaient entièrement De la mer il ne connaissait quele malaise quelle donne et le danger dont elle menaceVers minuit donc voyant quil avait beau se retourner sur son lit luiauquel le sommeil ne faisait jamais défaut il se jeta à bas de soncadre et suivi de son fidèle Jupiter qui avait partagé et partageaitencore le malaise de son maître sortit par le panneau de commandementet prit un des deux escaliers de la dunetteAu moment où sa tête dépassait le plancher il vit à trois pas de luiNelson et Henry qui semblaient interroger lhorizon avec inquiétudeTu avais raison Henry et ta vieille expérience ne tavait pointtrompé Je suis un soldat de mer mais toi tu es un homme de merNonseulement le vent na point tenu mais nous allons avoir un grainSans compter milord répondit Henry que nous sommes en mauvaiseposition pour le recevoir Nous aurions dû faire même route que la_Minerve_Nelson ne put réprimer un mouvement de mauvaise humeurJe naime pas plus que Votre Seigneurie cet,17
+Produced by Louise Pryor Mary Meehan and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet                       THE REBELLION OF MARGARET                         BY GERALDINE MOCKLER               AUTHOR OF THE GIRLS OF ST BEDES ETC                     ILLUSTRATED BY ARTHUR TWIDLELONDONJARROLD  SONS 10  11 Warwick Lane ECCONTENTSCHAPTER        I Margarets Dream Friend       II Margaret overhears a Conversation      III Margaret starts on a Journey       IV Margaret makes a Friend        V Eleanor Carson       VI Margaret and Eleanor change Names      VII Mrs Murray meets the Train     VIII Maud Danvers       IX The Danvers Family        X Eleanor at Windy Gap       XI A Practical Joke      XII Eleanor meets Margarets Aunt     XIII Hilary turns Detective      XIV The Hour of Reckoning       XV An Unexpected Visitor      XVI ConclusionLIST OF ILLUSTRATIONSMargaret said the Old Man breaking into speech atlast and in a very harsh voice What Folly is thisI am going for a Walk into the Town she said shylyMaud swung round and saw Margaret standing with aPile of Letters by her Mothers ChairEleanor turned to the Piano and ran her FingersLightly over the KeysThat Girl pointing a lean accusing Finger at Eleanoris not my Granddaughter MargaretCHAPTER IMARGARETS DREAM FRIENDMargaret Anstruther Margaret Anstruther Margaret AnstrutherIt was a sultry afternoon in early July The sun was shining out of acloudless blue sky the air was so still and so overpoweringly hot thatit seemed to have sent every living creature save the owner of the voicethat was calling upon Margaret Anstruther to sleep for no answer wasreturned to the thrice repeated call and the silence which the summonshad broken settled once more over the garden Not a leaf on even one ofthe topmost twigs of the huge old elms from underneath which thatinsistent voice had come was stirring not an insect chirped and thebirds who held morning and evening concerts among the branches weresilent nowMargaret Anstruther will you come and play tennis My brothers Reginaldand Lionel want a game and if you will play we shall be four andbecause you have not had much practice lately you shall play withReginald for he plays better than LionelGreystones was noted for its elmtrees The grounds indeed containedlittle else in the shape of flowers or trees but elms For a few briefweeks in spring when they were dressed in the tenderest of greens theywere lovely and in the autumn if the leaves were not stripped off bygales before they had a chance to turn golden their hues could vie withthose flaunted by any other trees but in the summer their dull uniformgreen was apt to become monotonous and Margaret Anstruther was then wontto declare that she could cheerfully have rooted up every one of themBut as the remark never reached any one elses ears but her own no onesfeelings were hurt A chance visitor to Greystones regular visitors werenot encouraged had once observed that the entire grounds some thirty orforty acres in extent which comprised the domain must have been an elmwood originally and that a space just sufficient on which to erect ahouse of moderate dimensions had been cleared in the heart of itGreystones had been built a way cut through the trees to form a drive tothe road a quarter of a mile distant from the house and the rest of thewood left undisturbed to be called a garden or not as the owner pleasedCertainly the present owner had made no attempt to form a garden but hadallowed the elms to grow right up to the walls of the house and to darkenthe windows of the gloomily situated dwelling as much as they pleasedMargaret Anstruther if you will not come and play tennis will you comefor a ride upon your bicyclethat nice new one that you received as apresent fromfrom your grandfather Here the speaker paused and laughedas if the idea of Margaret Anstruther getting a bicycle from hergrandfather was a distinctly amusing idea We will go far far along tothe blue distancemuch farther than you ever went with Miss Bidwellandwe will have tea at the inn down by the river and come home by moonlightWe shall be quite safe for Reginald and Lionel will be with us and theywill take care of usThe part of the grounds in which this so far onesided conversation wastaking place was at some considerable distance from the house in fact itwas right on the confines of the wood and as far from the house aspossible Beyond the wood flat green fields stretched on all sidesundiversified by as much as a copse or a hill Even a bare ploughedfield would have been a welcome relief to the landscape while a yellowcornfield would have imparted a positively gay appearance to it but yearin year out those green fields wore always the same aspectBut dull though the view might be it was at least a wide one and therewere the sheep and the cows that grazed in them to look at Occasionallytoo a stray passerby under the erroneous impression that in crossingthem he was taking a short cut would venture into them only to turnback discomfited when,1
+Produced by Stacy Brown Jason Isbell and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetTHE GOURMETSGUIDE TO EUROPEPublishers AnnouncementDINNERS AND DINERSWhere and how to Dine in LondonBy LieutCol NewnhamDavis_New and Revised EditionSmall Crown 8vo Cloth_ 36WHERE AND HOW TO DINEIN PARISBy Rowland Strong_Fcap 8vo Cover designed cloth_ 26                                   London GRANT RICHARDSTheGourmets GuideTo EuropeBYLIEUTCOL NEWNHAMDAVISANDALGERNON BASTARDEDITED BY THE FORMERIllustrationLondonGRANT RICHARDS48 LEICESTER SQUARE WC1903The pleasures of the table are common to all ages and ranks to allcountries and times they not only harmonise with all the otherpleasures but remain to console us for their lossBrillat SavarinPREFACEOften enough staying in a hotel in a foreign town I have wished tosally forth and to dine or breakfast at the typical restaurant of theplace should there be one Almost invariably I have found greatdifficulty in obtaining any information regarding any such restaurantThe proprietor of the caravanserai at which one is staying may admitvaguely that there are eatinghouses in the town but asks why oneshould be anxious to seek for secondclass establishments when the bestrestaurant in the country is to be found under his roof The hallporterhas even less scruples and stigmatises every feedingplace outside thehotel as a den of thieves where the stranger foolishly venturing iscertain to be poisoned and then robbed This book is an attempt to helpthe man who finds himself in such a position His guidebook maypossibly give him the names of the restaurants but it does no more Mycoauthor and myself attempt to give him some detailswhat hissurroundings will be what dishes are the specialities of the housewhat wine a wise man will order and what bill he is likely to be askedto payOur ambition was to deal fully with the capitals of all the countries ofEurope the great seaports the pleasure resorts and the show placesThe most acute critic will not be more fully aware how far we havefallen short of our ideal than we are and no critic can have any ideaof the difficulty of making such a book as we hope this will some day bewhen complete At all events we have always gone to the best authoritieswhere we had not the knowledge ourselves Our publisher Mr GrantRichards quite entered into the idea that no advertisements of any kindfrom hotels or restaurants should be allowed within the covers of thebook and though we have asked for information from all classes ofgourmetsfrom ambassadors to the simple globetrotterwe have notlistened to any man interested directly or indirectly in any hotel orrestaurantHotels as places to live in we have not considered critically and haveonly mentioned them when the restaurants attached to them are thediningplaces patronised by the _bonvivants_ of the townOver England we have not thrown our net for _Dinners and Diners_ leavesme nothing new to write of London restaurantsIn conclusion I beg on behalf of my coauthor and myself to returnthanks to all the good fellows who have given us information and Iwould earnestly beg any travelling gourmet who finds any change in therestaurants we have mentioned or who comes on treasuretrove in theshape of some delightful diningplace we know nothing of to take penand ink and write word of it to me his humble servant to the care ofMr Grant Richards Leicester Square So shall he benefit in futureeditions all his own kind We hear much of the kindness of the poor tothe poor This is an opportunity if not for the rich to be kind to therich at least for those who deserve to be rich to benefit theirfellowsN NewnhamDavisCONTENTSCHAPTER IPARIS                                                                 PAGEThe Cuisine de ParisA little ancient historyRestaurantswith a pastThe restaurants of todayOverthe riverOpenair restaurantsSuppingplacesMiscellaneous      1CHAPTER IIFRENCH PROVINCIAL TOWNSThe northern portsNorman and Breton townsThewest coast and BordeauxMarseilles and the RivieraThePyreneesProvenceAixlesBains and other cure places          35CHAPTER IIIBELGIAN TOWNSThe food of the countryAntwerpSpaBrugesOstende             79CHAPTER IVBRUSSELSThe SavoyThe Epaule de MoutonThe Faille DéchiréeTheLion dOrThe ReginaThe HelderThe Filet deSoleWiltchersJustinesThe EtoileTheBelvederThe Café RicheDurantonsTheLaiterieMiscellaneous                                            90CHAPTER VHOLLANDRestaurants at the HagueAmsterdamScheveningenRotterdamThe food of the people                                 105CHAPTER VIGERMAN TOWNSThe cookery of the countryRathskeller andbeercellarsDresdenMünichNüremburgHanoverLeipsicFrankfurtDüsseldorfThe Rhine valleyCureplacesKielHamburg                                             110CHAPTER VIIBERLINUptodate restaurantsSuppingplacesMilitarycafésNight restaurants                                          144CHAPTER VIIISWITZERLANDLucerneBasleBernGenevaDavos Platz                         151CHAPTER IXITALYItalian cookery and winesTurinMilanGenoaVeniceBolognaSpezziaFlorencePisaLeghornRomeNaplesPalermo,54
+Produced by Paul Murray Lisa Reigel and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetTRANSCRIBERS NOTE Greek words in this text have been transliteratedand placed between marks The word Phoebus was rendered with an oeligature in the originalA Channel Passage and other poemsByAlgernon Charles SwinburneTaken from The Collected Poetical Works of Algernon CharlesSwinburneVol VITHE COLLECTED POETICAL WORKS OF ALGERNON CHARLES SWINBURNEVOL VIA MIDSUMMER HOLIDAY ASTROPHEL A CHANNEL PASSAGE AND OTHER TALESSWINBURNES POETICAL WORKS  I POEMS AND BALLADS First Series II SONGS BEFORE SUNRISE AND SONGS OF TWO NATIONSIII POEMS AND BALLADS Second and Third Series and SONGS OF THE       SPRINGTIDES IV TRISTRAM OF LYONESSE THE TALE OF BALEN ATALANTA IN CALYDON       ERECHTHEUS  V STUDIES IN SONG A CENTURY OF ROUNDELS SONNETS ON ENGLISH DRAMATIC       POETS THE HEPTALOGIA ETC VI A MIDSUMMER HOLIDAY ASTROPHEL A CHANNEL PASSAGE AND OTHER POEMSLONDON WILLIAM HEINEMANNA MIDSUMMER HOLIDAY ASTROPHEL A CHANNEL PASSAGE AND OTHER POEMSByAlgernon Charles Swinburne1917LONDON WILLIAM HEINEMANN_First printed_ _Chatto_ 1904_Reprinted_ 1904 09 10 12_Heinemann_ 1917_London William Heinemann_ 1917A CHANNEL PASSAGE AND OTHER POEMS                                                   PAGEA CHANNEL PASSAGE                                   279THE LAKE OF GAUBE                                   284THE PROMISE OF THE HAWTHORN                         288HAWTHORN TIDE                                       289THE PASSING OF THE HAWTHORN                         296TO A BABY KINSWOMAN                                 297THE ALTAR OF RIGHTEOUSNESS                          301A NEW YEARS EVE                                    321IN A ROSARY                                         324THE HIGH OAKS                                       326BARKING HALL A YEAR AFTER                          331MUSIC AN ODE                                       334THE CENTENARY OF THE BATTLE OF THE NILE             336TRAFALGAR DAY                                       338CROMWELLS STATUE                                   340A WORD FOR THE NAVY                                 342NORTHUMBERLAND                                      346STRATFORDONAVON                                   349BURNS AN ODE                                       350THE COMMONWEAL A SONG FOR UNIONISTS                355THE QUESTION                                        359APOSTASY,3
+Produced by Turgut Dincer Ted Garvin and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetSKETCHES AND STUDIESIN ITALY AND GREECEBY JOHN ADDINGTON SYMONDSAUTHOR OF RENAISSANCE IN ITALY STUDIES OF THE GREEK POETS ETCTHIRD SERIESWITH A FRONTISPIECELONDONJOHN MURRAY ALBEMARLE STREET W1910First Edition Smith Elder  Co _December 1898__Reprinted December 1907__Reprinted October  1910_Taken Over by John Murray _January  1917__All rights reserved__Printed in Great Britain by_Spottiswoode Ballantyne  Co Ltd_London Colchester  Eton_CONTENTSFOLGORE DA SAN GEMIGNANOTHOUGHTS IN ITALY ABOUT CHRISTMASSIENAMONTE OLIVETOMONTEPULCIANOPERUGIAORVIETOLUCRETIUSANTINOUSSPRING WANDERINGSAMALFI PÆSTUM CAPRIETNAPALERMOSYRACUSE AND GIRGENTIATHENSINDEXThe Ildefonso Group     _Frontispiece_SKETCHES AND STUDIESINITALY AND GREECE_FOLGORE DA SAN GEMIGNANO_Students of Mr Dante Gabriel Rossettis translations from the earlyItalian poets _Dante and his Circle_ Ellis  White 1874 will notfail to have noticed the striking figure made among those jejuneimitators of Provençal mannerism by two rhymesters Cecco Angiolieriand Folgore da San Gemignano Both belong to the school of Sienaand both detach themselves from the metaphysical fashion of theirepoch by clearness of intention and directness of style The sonnetsof both are remarkable for what in the critical jargon of todaymight be termed realism Cecco is even savage and brutal Heanticipates Villon from afar and is happily described by MrRossetti as the prodigal or scamp of the Dantesque circle Thecase is different with Folgore There is no poet who breathes afresher air of gentleness He writes in images dealing but littlewith ideas Every line presents a picture and each picture has thecharm of a miniature fancifully drawn and brightly coloured on amissalmargin Cecco and Folgore alike have abandoned the mediævalmysticism which sounds unreal on almost all Italian lips butDantes True Italians they are content to live for lifes sakeand to take the world as it presents itself to natural senses ButCecco is perverse and impious His love has nothing delicate hishatred is a morbid passion At his worst or best for his bestwriting is his worst feeling we find him all but rabid IfCaligula for instance had written poetry he might have piquedhimself upon the following sonnet only we must do Cecco the justiceof remembering that his rage is more than half ironical andhumorous  An I were fire I would burn up the world      An I were wind with tempest Id it break      An I were sea Id drown it in a lake      An I were God to hell Id have it hurled  An I were Pope Id see disaster whirled      Oer Christendom deep joy thereof to take      An I were Emperor Id quickly make      All heads of all folk from their necks be twirled  An I were death Id to my father go      An I were life forthwith from him Id fly      And with my mother Id deal even so  An I were Cecco as I am but I      Young girls and pretty for myself Id hold      But let my neighbours take the plain and oldOf all this there is no trace in Folgore The worst a moralist couldsay of him is that he sought out for himself a life of pureenjoyment The famous Sonnets on the Months give particulardirections for pastime in a round of pleasure suited to each seasonThe Sonnets on the Days are conceived in a like hedonistic spiritBut these series are specially addressed to members of the GladBrigades and Spending Companies which were common in the greatmercantile cities of mediæval Italy Their tone is doubtless due tothe occasion of their composition as compliments to Messer Nicholòdi Nisi and Messer Guerra CavicciuoliThe mention of these names reminds me that a word need be said aboutthe date of Folgore Mr Rossetti does not dispute the commonlyassigned date of 1260 and takes for granted that the Messer Nicolòof the Sonnets on the Months was the Sienese gentleman referred toby Dante in a certain passage of the Inferno1  And to the Poet said I Now was ever      So vain a people as the Sienese      Not for a certainty the French by far  Whereat the other leper who had heard me      Replied unto my speech Taking out Stricca      Who knew the art of moderate expenses  And Nicolò who the luxurious use      Of cloves discovered earliest of all      Within that garden where such seed takes root  And taking out the band among whom squandered      Caccia d Ascian his vineyards and vast woods      And where his wit the Abbagliato profferedNow Folgore refers in his political sonnets to events of the years1314 and 1315 and the correct reading of a line in his last sonneton the Months gives the name of Nicholò di Nisi to the leader ofFolgores blithe and lordly Fellowship The first of these factsleads us to the conclusion that Folgore flourished in the firstquarter of the fourteenth instead of in the third quarter of thethirteenth century The second prevents our identifying Nicholò diNisi with the Niccolò de Salimbeni who is thought to have been thefounder of the Fellowship of the Carnation Furthermore documentshave recently been brought to light which mention at San Gemignanoin the years 1305 and 1306 a certain Folgore There is nosufficient reason to identify this Folgore with the poet but thename to say the least is so peculiar that its occurrence in therecords of so small a town as San Gemignano gives some confirmationto the hypothesis of the poets later date Taking these severalconsiderations together I think we must abandon the old view thatFolgore was one of the earliest Tuscan poets a view which ismoreover contradicted by his style Those critics at any rate,0
+Produced by Charles Aldarondo and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetPOEMS TEACHERS ASK FORSelected byREADERS OF NORMAL INSTRUCTORPRIMARY PLANSCOMPRISING THE POEMS MOST FREQUENTLY REQUESTED FOR PUBLICATION IN THATMAGAZINE ON THE PAGE POEMS OUR READERS HAVE ASKED FORINDEXAbou Ben Adhem                        _Hunt_                     30Abraham Lincoln                       _T Taylor_                16All Things Bright and Beautiful       _Alexander_                41American Flag The                    _Drake_                   133Answer to Rock Me to Sleep                                    103Arrow and the Song The               _Longfellow_               74Asleep at the Switch                  _Hoey_                     56At SchoolClose                       _Whittier_                 65Aunt Tabitha                                                     45Autumn Woods                          _Bryant_                   48Baby The                             _Macdonald_                22Barbara Frietchie                     _Whittier_                 71Barefoot Boy The                     _Whittier_                176Bay Billy                             _Gassaway_                104Be Strong                             _Babcock_                 174Better Than Gold                      _Smart_                   143Bingen on the Rhine                   _Norton_                  121Blue and the Gray The                _Finch_                   183Bluebirds Song The                  _EH Miller_              73Bobby Shaftoe                                                     8Boy and His Stomach A                                           93Boys Song A                         _Hogg_                    172Breathes There the Man              _Scott_,3
+Produced by Paul Murray Janet Blenkinship and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetIllustration A CORNER OF THE AUTHORS GARDEN AT KIRKSTALLHARDY PERENNIALSANDOldFashioned Garden FlowersDESCRIBINGTHE MOST DESIRABLE PLANTS FOR BORDERS ROCKERIES AND SHRUBBERIESINCLUDINGFOLIAGE AS WELL AS FLOWERING PLANTS                                   BY JOHN WOOD                                   ILLUSTRATED                                   LONDON L UPCOTT GILL 170 STRAND W C1884LONDON PRINTED BY A BRADLEY 170 STRAND W CPREFACEAt the present time there is a growing desire to patronise perennialplants more especially the many and beautiful varieties known asoldfashioned flowers Not only do they deserve to be cultivated ontheir individual merits but for other very important reasons theyafford great variety of form foliage and flower and compared withannual and tender plants they are found to give much less trouble If aright selection is made and properly planted the plants may be reliedupon to appear with perennial vigour and produce flowers more or lessthroughout the year I would not say bouquets may be gathered in thedepth of winter but what will be equally cheering may be had in blowsuch as the Bluet Violet Primrose Christmas Rose Crocus HepaticaSquills Snowdrops and other less known winter bloomers It does notseem to be generally understood that warm nooks and corners under treesor walls serve to produce in winter flowers which usually appear inspring when otherwise placedThere are many subjects which from fine habit and foliage even whenflowerless claim notice and they too are describedMany gardens are very small but these if properly managed have theiradvantages The smaller the garden the more choice should be thecollection and the more highly should it be cultivated I shall be gladif anything I say tends in this direction From my notes of plantsuseful memoranda may be made with the object of adding a few of thefreest bloomers in each month thus avoiding the error often committedof growing such subjects as mostly flower at one time after which thegarden has a forlorn appearance The plants should not be blamed forthis the selection is at fault No amount of time and care can make agarden what it should be if untidy and weedy plants prevail On theother hand the most beautiful species both as regards foliage andflowers can be just as easily cultivatedThe object of this small work is to furnish the names and descriptionsof really useful and reliable Hardy and Perennial Plants suitable forall kinds of flower gardens together with definite cultural hints oneach plantPerhaps flowers were never cultivated of more diversified kinds than atthe present time and it is a legitimate and not uncommon question toask What do you grow Not only have we now the lovers of the distinctand showy but numerous admirers of such species as need to be closelyexamined that their beautiful and interesting features may gladden andstir the mind The latter class of plants without doubt is capable ofgiving most pleasure and to meet the growing taste for these books onflowers must necessarily treat upon the species or varieties in a moredetailed manner in order to get at their peculiarities andrequirements The more we learn about our flowers the more we enjoythem to simply see bright colours and pretty forms is far from all thepleasure we may reap in our gardensIf I have not been able to give scientific information possibly that ofa practical kind may be of some use as for many years and never morethan now I have enjoyed the cultivation of flowers with my own handsTo be able to grow a plant well is of the highest importance and thefirst step towards a full enjoyment of itI have had more especially in view the wants of the less experiencedAmateur and as all descriptions and modes of culture are given fromspecimens successfully grown in my own garden I hope I may have atleast a claim to being practicalI have largely to thank several correspondents of many years standingfor hints and information incorporated in these pages                                                    J WOOD  WOODVILLE KIRKSTALL   _November 1883_ERRATAFor the placing of capital letters uniformly throughout this Volume tothe specific names at the crossheadings and for the omission of manycapitals in the body of the type the printer is alone responsibleNumerous oversights fall to my lot but in many of the descriptionsother than strictly proper botanical terms have been employed where itseemed desirable to use more intelligible ones as for instance theflowers of the Composites have not always been termed heads perianthshave sometimes been called corollas and their divisions at timespetals and so on this is hardly worthy of the times perhaps but itwas thought that the terms would be more generally understood  Page 7 line 8 For lupin read Lupine  Page 39 line 31 For calyx read involucre  Page 40 line 27 For calyx read involucre  Page 46 line 1 For corolla read perianth  Page 47 lines 3 and 6 For corolla read perianth  Page 48 last line For lupin read Lupine  Page 60 line 16 For pompon read pompone  Page 64 line 36 For corolla read perianth  Page 102 line 27 For Fritillaries read Fritillarias  Page 114 crossheading For Icecold Gentian read Icecold,9
+Produced by Andrew SlyMyFirst Picture BookWithThirtysix pages of picturesPrinted in colours by KronheimLondon  New YorkGeorge Routledge and SonsTranscribers noteThe grouping of letters in the alphabet section and a few paragraphbreaks have been adjusted to accomodate image placement There wereno illustrations for the letters J and X in the originalContents  My First Alphabet  The Little Old Woman who Lived in a Shoe  The Babes in the Wood  Little BoPeep  The History of Five Little Pigs  The History of Old Mother Goose and her Son JackMY FIRST ALPHABET  A a   B b  Ark   Baby  C c   D d  Cat   DogIllustrations A B C D  E e   F f  Ear   Fan  G g   H h  Gate  HouseIllustrations E F G H  I i   K k  Inn   Key  L l   M m  Loaf  ManIllustrations I K L M  N n   O o  Nut   Owl  P p   Q q  Pan   QueenIllustrations N O P Q  R r   S s  Rat   Sea  T t   U u  Tart  UrnIllustrations R S T U  V v   W w  Vine  Wall  Y y   Z z  Yew   ZebraIllustrations V W Y ZTHE LITTLE OLD WOMAN WHO LIVED IN A SHOEOnce on a time there was a Little Old Woman who lived in a Shoe Thisshoe stood near a great forest and was so large that it served as ahouse for the Old Lady and all her children of which she had so manythat she did not know what to do with themIllustration Old Woman with children and ShoeBut the Little Old Woman was very fond of her children and they onlythought of the best way to please her Strongarm the eldest cutdown trees for firewood Peter made baskets of wickerwork Mark waschief gardener Lizzie milked the cow and Jenny taught the youngerchildren to readNow this Little Old Woman had not always lived in a Shoe She andher family had once dwelt in a nice house covered with ivy and herhusband was a woodcutter like Strongarm But there lived in a hugecastle beyond the forest a fierce giant who one day came and laidtheir house in ruins with his club after which he carried off thepoor woodcutter to his castle beyond the forest When the Little OldWoman came home her house was in ruins and her husband was no whereto be seenIllustration Giant holding WoodcutterNight came on and as the father did not return the Old Lady and herfamily went to search for him When they came to that part of thewood where the Giant had met their father they saw an immense shoeThey spent a long time weeping and calling out for their father butmet with no reply Then the Old Lady thought that they had bettertake shelter in the shoe until they could build a new house So Peterand Strongarm put a roof to it and cut a door and turned it into adwelling Here they all lived happily for many years but the LittleOld Lady never forgot her husband and his sad fate Strongarm whosaw how wretched his mother often was about it proposed to the nexteleven brothers that they should go with him and set their fatherfree from the Giant Their mother knew the Giants strength andwould not hear of the attempt as she feared they would be killedBut Strongarm was not afraid He bought a dozen sharp swords andPeter made as many strong shields and helmets as well as crossbowsand ironheaded arrows They were now quite ready Strongarm gavethe order to march and they started for the forest The next daythey came in sight of the Giants Castle Strongarm leaving hisbrothers in a wood close by strode boldly up to the entrance andseized the knocker The door was opened by a funny little boy with alarge head who kept grinning and laughingIllustration Strongarm and Boy with Large HeadStrongarm then walked boldly across the courtyard and presentlymet a page who took off his hat and asked him what he wantedStrongarm said he had come to liberate his father who was kept aprisoner by the Giant on this the little man said he was sorry forhim because the part of the castle in which his father was kept wasguarded by a large dragon Strongarm nothing daunted soon foundthe monster who was fast asleep so he made short work of him bysending his sword right through his heart at which he jumped uputtering a loud scream and made as if he would spring forward andseize Strongarm but the good sword had done its work and themonster fell heavily on the ground deadIllustration Strongarm killing DragonNow the Giant who had been drinking much wine was fast asleep in aremote part of the castle Strongarm had no sooner finished theDragon than up started the funny little boy who had opened the doorHe led Strongarm round to another part of the courtyard where hesaw his poor father who at once sprung to his feet and embracedhim Then Strongarm called up his brothers and when they hadembraced their father they soon broke his chain and set himfreeWe must now return to the Little Old Woman After her sons hadstarted she gave way to the most bitter grief While she was in thisstate an old witch came up to her and said she would help her asshe hated the Giant and wished to kill him The Old Witch then tookthe little Old Lady on her broom and they sailed off through theair straight to the Giants castleIllustration Witch and Lady on broomNow this old Witch had great power and at once afflicted the Giantwith corns and tender feet When,3
+Produced by Roger Frank and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetANDY AT YALEORTHE GREAT QUADRANGLE MYSTERYBYROY ELIOT STOKESTHE WORLD SYNDICATE PUBLISHING COCLEVELAND O NEW YORK N YCopyright MCMXIV bySULLY AND KLEINTEICHPrinted in the United States of AmericabyTHE COMMERCIAL BOOKBINDING COCLEVELAND OHIOCONTENTSI      A HorseWhipping           1II     Good Samaritans           12III    An Unpleasant Prospect    19IV     The Picture Show          28V      Final Days                36VI     The Bonfire               45VII    Link Again                51VIII   Off For Yale              63IX     On The Campus             72X      Missing Money             78XI     Rough House             85XII    A Fierce Tackle           94XIII   Bargains                 102XIV    Dunk Refuses             113XV     Dunk Goes Out            123XVI    In Bad                   131XVII   Andys Despair           138XVIII  Andys Resolve           146XIX    Link Comes To College    150XX     Queer Disappearances     158XXI    A Gridiron Battle        166XXII   Andy Says No          177XXIII  Reconciliation           185XXIV   Links Visit             193XXV    The Missing Watch        198XXVI   The Girls                205XXVII  Jealousies               213XXVIII The Book                 219XXIX   The Accusation           230XXX    The Letter               237XXXI   On The Diamond           245XXXII  Victory                  256XXXIII The Trap                 281XXXIV  Caught                   291XXXV   For The Honor Of Yale    300ANDY AT YALECHAPTER IA HORSEWHIPPINGCome on Andy what are you hanging back forOh just to look at the view Its great Why you can see for twentymiles from here right off to the mountainsOne lad stood by himself on the summit of a green hill while a littlebelow and in advance of him were four othersOh come on cried one of the latter View Who wants to look at aviewBut its great I tell you I never appreciated it before exclaimedAndy Blair You can seeOh for the love of goodness Come on came in protest from theobjecting speaker What do we care how far we can see Were going toget something to eatThats right Some of Kellys good old kidney stewA little chicken for mineIm for a chopBeefsteak on the grillThus the lads waiting for the one who had stopped to admire the fineview chanted their desires in the way of foodCome on finally called one in disgust and with a half sigh ofregret Andy walked on to join his matesWhats getting into you lately demanded Chet Anderson a bitpetulantly You stand mooning around you dont hear when youre spokento and you dont go in for half the fun you used toAre you sick Or is it agirl queried Ben Snow laughingBoth the same observed Frank Newton cynicallyListen to the old dinkbat exclaimed Tom Hatfield Youd think heknew all about the game You never got a letter from a girl in yourlife FrankI didnt eh Thats all you know about it and Frank made anunsuccessful effort to punch his tormentorWell if were going on to Churchtown and have a bit of grub inKellys lets hoof it suggested Chet You can eat cant you AndyHavent lost your appetite have you looking at that blooming viewNo indeed But you fellows dont seem to realize that in another monthwell never see it again unless we come back to Milton for a visitThats right agreed Ben Snow This _is_ our last term at the oldschool Ill be sorry to leave it in a way even though I do expect togo to collegeSame here came from Tom What college are,15
+Produced by Roger Frank and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetIllustration The Tale of Dickie Deer MouseIllustration Why do you want budsTHE TALE OF DICKIE DEER MOUSEBYARTHUR SCOTT BAILEYAUTHOR OFTHE CUFFY BEAR BOOKS SLEEPYTIME TALES ETCIllustrations byDiane PetersenGROSSET  DUNLAPPUBLISHERS NEW YORKCopyright 1918 byGROSSET  DUNLAPPRINTED IN USACONTENTSCHAPTER                              PAGE      I A Little Gentleman                9     II Hunting a Home                   14    III A Startled Sleeper               19     IV The Blackbirds Nest             25      V Dickies Summer Home             30     VI A Warning                        34    VII Noisy Visitors                   39   VIII In the Cornfield                 44     IX Fatty Coon Needs Help            49      X A Bit of Advice                  53     XI A Search in Vain                 58    XII A Little Surprise                65   XIII The Feathers Fly                 70    XIV Making Ready for Winter          75     XV A Plunge In The Dark             80    XVI  A Lucky Find                    85   XVII  A Slight Mistake                89  XVIII  Too Many Cousins                95    XIX  The Wrong Turn                 100     XX  Bedfellows                     107    XXI  One Way To Keep Warm           112   XXII  Queer Mr Pine Finch           117  XXIII  A Feast At Last                122IllustrationTHE TALE OF DICKIE DEER MOUSEIA LITTLE GENTLEMANAll the fourfooted folk in the neighborhood agreed that Dickie DeerMouse was well worth knowing Throughout Pleasant Valley there was noone else so gentle as heTo be sure Jasper Jay wore beautifulperhaps even gaudyclothes buthis manners were so shocking that nobody would ever call him agentlemanAs for Dickie Deer Mouse he was always tastefully dressed in fawn colorand white And except sometimes in the spring when he needed a newcoat he was a real joy to see For he both looked and acted like awellbred little personIt is too bad that there were certain reasonswhich will appearlaterwhy some of his feathered neighbors did not like him But eventhey had to admit that Dickie was a spickandspan young chapWherever he was white he was white as snow And many of the wild peoplewondered how he could scamper so fast through the woods and always keephis white feet spotlessPossibly it was because his mother had taught him the way when he wasyoung for his feetand the under side of himwere white even when hewas just a tiny fellow so young that the top side of him was grayinstead of fawn coloredHow his small white feet would twinkle as he frisked about in theshadows of the woods and ran like a squirrel through the trees And howhis sharp little cries would break the woodsilence as he called to hisfriends in a brisk chatter which sounded like that of the squirrelsonly ever so far awayIn many other ways Dickie Deer Mouse was like Frisky Squirrel himselfDickies idea of what a good home ought to be was much the same asFriskys they both thought that the deserted nest of one of the bigCrow family made as fine a house as any one could want And theycouldnt imagine that any food could possibly be better than nutsberries and grainTo be sure Dickie Deer Mouse liked his nuts to have thin shells Butthat was because he was smaller than Frisky so of course his jaws andteeth were not so strongThen too Dickie Deer Mouse had a trick of gathering good things toeat which he hid away in some safe place so that he would not have togo hungry during the winter when the snow lay deep,15
+Produced by Roger Frank and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetIllustration I AMAMERICAN MY NAMEIS TOM SLADE FrontispiecePage 9TOM SLADEWITH THE BOYSOVER THEREBYPERCY K FITZHUGHAuthor ofTOM SLADE BOY SCOUTTOM SLADE AT TEMPLE CAMPTOM SLADE ON THE RIVERTOM SLADE ON A TRANSPORTIllustrated byR EMMETT OWENPublished With the Approval ofTHE BOY SCOUTS OF AMERICAGROSSET  DUNLAPPUBLISHERS NEW YORKMade in the United States of AmericaCopyright 1918 byGROSSET  DUNLAPToF A OThe real Tom Slade whose extraordinary adventures on land and sea putthese storied exploits in the shade this book is dedicated with enviousadmirationTABLE OF CONTENTS     I   THE HOME IN ALSACE                            1    II   AN APPARITION                                 5   III   TOMS STORY                                  12    IV   THE OLD WINE VAT                             22     V   THE VOICE FROM THE DISTANCE                  32    VI   PRISONERS AGAIN                              38   VII   WHERE THERES A WILL                     42  VIII   THE HOME FIRE NO LONGER BURNS                51    IX   FLIGHT                                       58     X   THE SOLDIERS PAPERS                         64    XI   THE SCOUT THROUGH ALSACE                     72   XII   THE DANCE WITH DEATH                         79  XIII   THE PRIZE SAUSAGE                            84   XIV   A RISKY DECISION                             90    XV   HE WHO HAS EYES TO SEE                       97   XVI   THE WEAVER OF MERNON                        103  XVII   THE CLOUDS GATHER                           112 XVIII   IN THE RHINE                                118   XIX   TOM LOSES HIS FIRST CONFLICT WITH THE ENEMY 124    XX   A NEW DANGER                                131   XXI   COMPANY                                     137  XXII   BREAKFAST WITHOUT FOOD CARDS                141 XXIII   THE CATSKILL VOLCANO IN ERUPTION            145  XXIV   MILITARY ETIQUETTE                          155   XXV   TOM IN WONDERLAND                           162  XXVI   MAGIC                                       167 XXVII   NONNENMATTWEIHER,20
+Produced by David Edwards Sankar Viswanathan and theOnline Distributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetThis file was produced from images generously madeavailable by The University of Florida The InternetArchiveChildrens Library                          Illustration                          Illustration                         ROSE BUD STORIES                       Mrs Harriet Myrtle                             NEW YORK                        SHELDON  COMPANY                                                         The RoseBud Stories                       FOR YOUNG CHILDREN                           Illustrated                                                          Adventure of a Kite                                BY                       MRS HARRIET MYRTLE                                                               New York                       SHELDON AND COMPANY                              1870Entered according to Act of Congress in the year 1866 bySHELDON AND COMPANY in the Clerks Office of the District Courtof the Southern District of New York                                   The Adventure of a KiteOne evening when Mary her mamma and Willie had all taken theirseats near the window and the story was about to begin Maryreminded her mamma of a merry adventure that she had mentioned ashaving happened when she and her brother and Master White wentout to fly their new KiteDo mamma tell us about that said MaryHer mamma said she would and after thinking for a few minutesto recollect all about it she beganOne fine breezy morning in October Master White came suddenlyto our house with his eyes looking so bright and his cheeks sored from running in the fresh air and quite out of breathbesidesWhat is the matter James we all cried out What a red faceyouve gotHave I said he my nose is so cold I ran here as fast as Icould there is such a beautiful breeze for a Kite Come bothof you and let us fly the Kite high up in the blue sky come asmany of you as can and this day you shall see what a Kite candoUp we all jumped the Kite was brought down and away we allstarted into the meadows running nearly all the way and JamesWhite never ceasing to talk of the wonderful things he intendedthe Kite should this day performWe arrived in a large grassy meadow sloping down to a lowhedge Beyond the hedge was a very large field and beyond thatfield another large field which had some high trees at thefarthest end In the tops of these trees was a rookery we knewthese trees very well because we often used to walk that waypartly because it was a nice walk and partly because an oldwoman whom we were all very fond of kept an apple andgingerbreadnut stall under the largest tree However as I saidbefore these trees were a long way offtwo whole fieldsoffmore two whole fields and all the meadow At the top of themeadow near where we stood there was also a high tree and atthe foot of this we laid down the KiteO James said my brother do you think we shall be able tomake the Kite fly as high as the tree we are underAs high said James White six times as high at the veryleastHe now carefully unfolded the tail from the body of the Kitebeing very particular to undo all the tangles near the tasselwhich made quite a bunch but he brought it,26
+Produced by Marilynda FraserCunliffe Julia Miller andthe Online Distributed Proofreading Team athttpwwwpgdpnet This file was made using scans ofpublic domain works from the University of Michigan DigitalLibrariesTranscribers Note A number of typographical errors and inconsistenciesfound in the original book have been maintained in this version Acomplete list is found at the end of the text               CURRENT SUPERSTITIONS              COLLECTED FROM THE ORAL                TRADITION OF ENGLISH                   SPEAKING FOLK                     EDITED BY                  FANNY D BERGEN        _WITH NOTES AND AN INTRODUCTION BY_                WILLIAM WELLS NEWELL                BOSTON AND NEW YORK  Published for The American Folk Lore Society by           HOUGHTON MIFFLIN AND COMPANY        LONDON DAVID NUTT 270 271 STRAND    LEIPZIG OTTO HARRASSOWITZ QUERSTRASSE 14                       1896  Four hundred and fifty copies printed  of which this is No   Copyright 1896  BY THE AMERICAN FOLKLORE SOCIETY  _All rights reserved_  _The Riverside Press Cambridge Mass USA_  Electrotyped and Printed by HO Houghton and CompanyPREFACEIn the Popular Science Monthly for July 1886 there was printed asomewhat miscellaneous assortment of customs and superstitions under thetitle _Animal and Plant Lore of Children_ This article was in the maincomposed of reminiscences of my own childhood spent in Northern Ohiothough two or three friends of New England rearing contributed personalrecollections Seldom is a line cast which brings ashore such an abundantcatch as did my initial folklore paper A footnote had by the advice ofa friend been appended asking readers to send similar lore to thewriter About seventy answers were received from all sorts oflocalities ranging from Halifax to New Orleans These numerous lettersconvinced me that there was even then before the foundation of thenational Society a somewhat general interest in folklorenot ascientific interest but a fondness for the subjectmatter itself Manywho do not care for folklore as a subject of research are pleased tohave recalled to them the fancies beliefs and customs of childhood andearly youth A single proverb superstition riddle or tradition may byassociation of ideas act like a magic mirror in bringing back hundredsof longforgotten people pastimes and occupations And whatever makesone young if only for an hour will ever fascinate The greater numberof those who kindly responded to the request for additional notes to myanimal and plant lore were naturally those of somewhat literary orscientific tastes and pursuits Many letters were from teachers manyothers from physicians a few from professional scientists the rest frommen and women of various callings who had been pleased by suggestionsthat aroused memories of the credulous and unreflecting period in theirown lives The abundant material thus brought in which consisted offolklore items of the most varied kind was read gratefully and withpleasant surpriseThe items were assorted and catalogued after some provisional fashion ofmy own Succeeding papers issued in the Popular Science Monthly broughtin further accessions I gradually formed the habit of asking asopportunity offered any one and every one for folklore Nurses aboundin such knowledge Domestic help whether housekeepers seamstresses orservants whether American or foreign all by patient questioning wereinduced to give of their full storeThe folklorist who chances to have a pet superstition or two of his ownthat he never fails to observe has an opensesame to beliefs of thissort held by any one with whom he comes in contact The fact that I haveI blush to confess it a preference for putting on my right shoe beforethe left has I dare say been the providential means of bringing to mehundreds of bits of folklore Many times has the exposure of thisweakness instantly opened up an opportunity for asking questions aboutkindred customs and superstitions I once asked an Irish peasant girlfrom County Roscommon if she could tell me any stories about fairies Doye give in to fairies then maam she joyously asked adding A goodmany folks dont give in to them believe in them _ie_ the fairiesApparently she was heartily glad to meet some one who spoke her ownlanguage From that hour she was ever ready to tell me tales or recallold sayings and beliefs about the doings and powers of the good peopleof old IrelandA stewardess properly approached can communicate a deal of lore in herleisure hours during a three or four days ocean trip Oftentimes acaller has by chance let drop a morsel that was quickly picked up andpreservedThe large amount of botanical and zoölogical mythology that has graduallyaccumulated in my hands is reserved for separate treatment Now and thensome individual item of the sort appears in the following pages but onlyfor some special reason A considerable proportion of my generalfolklore was orally collected from persons of foreign birth There wereamong these more Irish than of any other one nationality but Scotch andEnglish were somewhat fully represented and Scandinavians including oneIcelander Italians a Syrian a Parsee and several Japanesecontributed to the collectionIt has been a puzzling question to decide just where to draw the line inseparating foreign from what we may call current American folklore Thetraditions and superstitions that a mother as a child or girl heard in aforeign land she,24
+Produced by Mireille Harmelin Chuck Greif and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at DP Europehttpdprastkonet produced from images of theBibliothèque nationale de France BNFGallica athttpgallicabnffrNote du transcripteur lorthographie de loriginal est conservéeJULES LEMAÎTREDE LACADÉMIE FRANÇAISEJEANJACQUESROUSSEAUPARISCALMANNLÉVY ÉDITEURS3 RUE AUBER 3JEANJACQUES ROUSSEAUCALMANNLÉVY ÉDITEURSDroits de reproduction de traduction et de représentation réservés pourtous pays y compris la Hollande_Privilege of copyright in the United States reserved under the Actapproved March third nineteen hundred and five by_ Jules LemaîtreIMPRIMERIE L POOBY 117 rue VIEILLEDUTEMPLE PARIS1215307Au Lecteur1º Jai pu me tromper sur quelques faits Ceci nest point unebiographie critique de Rousseau mon principal objet a été lhistoirede ses sentiments2º Ce ne sont que des conférences Jy ai cherché avant tout lasimplicité et la clarté et le ton est le plus souvent celui dunecauserie un peu surveillée                   J LPREMIÈRE CONFÉRENCELES SIX PREMIERS LIVRES DES CONFESSIONSAu risque dêtre encore accusé de critique impressionniste personnellesubjective je dois vous faire un aveu Lorsque je choisis pour sujet dece cours JeanJacques Rousseau ce ne fut point dabord dans une penséedextrême bienveillance pour le citoyen de GenèvePourtant je lavais beaucoup aimé autrefois quand javais plusdillusions que je nen ai aujourdhui Mais jai fait des expériencesjai vu de près des réalités que je navais aperçues que de loin jaitouché du doigt les conséquences de certaines idées de Rousseau Etcest pourquoi quand je promis de parler de JeanJacques je meproposais détudier surtout en lui le père de quelquesunes des plusfortes erreurs du XVIIIe et du XIXe siècleMais il fallait dabord le relire ou soyons sincère le liresérieusement et complètement Or il mest arrivé une chose que jenavais pas prévue Tandis que je cherchais dans cette longue lecturedes raisons de le condamner oh je les trouvais abondammentpuisquelles y sont mais en même temps je sentais trop bien comment cesidées lui étaient venues par quelle fatalité de tempérament ou decirconstances à la suite de quels souvenirs de quelles déceptions dequels regrets même de quels remords Puis ce quil eut de candeur etde véritable piété me touchait malgré moi et je connaissais de nouveauque cet homme de qui lon peut croire que tant de maux publics ontdécoulé à son insu il est vrai et principalement après sa mort futsans doute un pécheur et finalement un fou mais non point du tout unméchant homme et quil fut surtout un malheureuxEt puis son cas est si singulier Il est même unique dans notrelittérature et je crois bien dans toutes les littératures du monde Cevagabond ce fainéant cet autodidacte qui après trente ans derêvasserie tombe un jour dans le plus brillant Paris du XVIIIesiècle et qui y fait leffet dun Huron mais dun Huron vrai et deplus de conséquence que celui de Voltaire qui commence à publier versla quarantaine qui écrit en dix ans péniblement et parmi dessouffrances physiques presque incessantes trois ou quatrelivreslesquels ne sont pas autrement forts ni rares de pensée maisoù il y a une nouvelle façon de sentir et comme une vibration jusquelàinconnue puis qui senfonce dans une lente folieet qui se trouvepar ces trois ou quatre livres transformer après sa mort unelittérature et une histoire et faire dévier toute la vie dun peupledont il nétait pas quelle prodigieuse aventureDonc je résolus daborder loeuvre de JeanJacques dune âme égalecraignant de mirriter inutilement contre un mystèreJe dus ensuite me mettre au courant des dernières études publiées surRousseau Jeus alors le soupçon quune étude nouvelle était peutêtresuperflue Mais à ce comptelà on ne ferait jamais rienLàdessus je cherchai un plan Je voyais bien déjà les principales idéesà développer Je pouvais montrer à ma manière soit lunité soitlincohérence de loeuvre de Rousseauexpliquer comme M Lanson quetout dans Rousseau et même le _Contrat social_ se rapporte à un seulprincipe ou comme Faguet que tout sy rapporte en effet excepté le_Contrat social_suivre à propos de chacun de ses livres lafructification posthume des erreurs quil y a déposéesou biendémontrer que JeanJacques quel quil soit dailleurs est dans lefond avant et après tout un protestant chez qui le protestantisme aprématurément produit ses extrêmes conséquencesou bien encoreétudier dans sa vie et dans ses livres lhistoire dune âme dunepauvre âme une très lente mais très véritable évolution morale Et jepouvais grouper sous ces divers chefs tout ce que maurait suggéré lalecture de RousseauLe plus simple était dailleurs à première vuede présenter dabord sa vie puis ses ouvragesMais jai vite senti que cette méthode usuelle et qui convient àpresque tous les écrivains ne convient peutêtre pas à Rousseau parceque Rousseau nest pas un écrivain comme un autreLes grands classiques sont pour nous tout entiers dans leurs oeuvresCette oeuvre étant toute objective quand nous lavons définie nousavons tout dit sur eux et la connaissance de leur vie même agitéenajouterait pour nous rien dessentiel à la connaissance de leursouvrages Jen dis autant des écrivains du XVIIIe siècle et desencyclopédistes euxmêmes La vie des Diderot des dAlembert desDuclos est la vie commune aux gens de lettres de ce tempslà La vie deVoltaire est amusante mais quand nous ne la connaîtrions pas sonoeuvre nen serait pas moins facile à comprendre et à juger Quant àMontesquieu et à Buffon leur biographie ne communique pour ainsiparler avec leurs livres que par les loisirs et la sérénité quassuraità leur pensée leur condition de gentilhommes richesMais Rousseau est le plus subjectif de tous les écrivains Cest unhomme qui na guère parlé que de lui un homme qui a passé son temps àexpliquer son caractère Tous ses ouvrages étaient déjà des sortes deconfessions Mais en outre il a pris soin décrire luimême ses_Confessions_ expresses et quelles confessions Les plus sincères jene sais mais à coup sûr les plus détaillées les plus complaisantesles plus impudentes sans doute mais aussi les plus candides apparemmentet peutêtre les plus courageuses et en tout cas les plus singulièreset les plus passionnantes qui aient jamais été écritesJe crois donc quune étude sur JeanJacques pourrait être une biographiemorale continue où lhistoire de ses livres se mêlerait intimement àlanalyse de ses _Confessions_ Et cest ce que,28
+Produced by John BurseyTHE VICOMTE DE BRAGELONNEby Alexandre DumasOriginal Transcribers NoteAs you may be aware Project Gutenberg has been involved with thewritings of both the Alexandre Dumases for some time now and since weget a few questions about the order in which the books should be readand in which they were published these following comments shouldhopefully help most of our readers,13
+Produced by Al HainesTHE TWOGUN MANBY CHARLES ALDEN SELTZERAuthor of The Range Riders The Coming of the Law etcA L BURT COMPANYPUBLISHERS  NEW YORKCOPYRIGHT 1911 BYOUTING PUBLISHING COMPANYENTERED AT STATIONERS HALL LONDON ENGLANDAll rights reservedCONTENTSCHAPTER     I  THE STRANGER AT DRY BOTTOM    II  THE STRANGER SHOOTS   III  THE CABIN IN THE FLAT    IV  A DIFFERENT GIRL     V  THE MAN OF DRY BOTTOM    VI  AT THE TWO DIAMOND   VII  THE MEASURE OF A MAN  VIII  THE FINDING OF THE ORPHAN    IX  WOULD YOU BE A CHARACTER     X  DISAPPEARANCE OF THE ORPHAN    XI  A TOUCH OF LOCAL COLOR   XII  THE STORY BEGINS  XIII  DO YOU SMOKE   XIV  ON THE EDGE OF THE PLATEAU    XV  A FREE HAND   XVI  LEVIATT TAKES A STEP  XVII  A BREAK IN THE STORY XVIII  THE DIM TRAIL   XIX  THE SHOT IN THE DARK    XX  LOVE AND A RIFLE   XXI  THE PROMISE  XXII  KEEPING A PROMISE XXIII  AT THE EDGE OF THE COTTONWOOD  XXIV  THE END OF THE STORYTHE TWOGUN MANCHAPTER ITHE STRANGER AT DRY BOTTOMFrom the crest of Three Mile Slope the man on the pony could see thetown of Dry Bottom straggling across the gray floor of the flat itslow squat buildings looking like so many old boxes blown there by anidle wind or unceremoniously dumped there by a careless fate and leftregardless to carry out the scheme of desolationApparently the rider was in no hurry for as the pony topped the riseand the town burst suddenly into view the little animal pricked up itsears and quickened its pace only to feel the reins suddenly tightenand to hear the riders voice gruffly discouraging haste  Thereforethe pony pranced gingerly alert champing the bit impatiently pickingits way over the lumpy hills of stone and cactus but holding closelyto the trailThe man lounged in the saddle his strong wellknit body swayinggracefully his eyes shaded by the brim of his hat narrowed withslight mockery and interest as he gazed steadily at the town that laybefore himI reckon that must be Dry Bottom he said finally mentally taking inits dimensions  If thats so Ive only got twenty miles to goHalf way down the slope and still a mile and a half from the town therider drew the pony to a halt  He dropped the reins over the highpommel of the saddle drew out his two guns one after the otherrolled the cylinders and returned the guns to their holsters  He hadheard something of Dry Bottoms reputation and in examining his pistolshe was merely preparing himself for an emergency  For a moment afterhe had replaced the weapons he sat quietly in the saddle  Then heshook out the reins spoke to the pony and the little animal setforward at a slow lopeAn ironic traveler passing through Dry Bottom in its younger daysbefore civic spirit had definitely centered its efforts upon thingsnomenclatural had hinted that the town should be known as drybecause of the fact that while it boasted seven buildings four weresaloons and that bottom might well be used as a suffix because inthe nature of things a town of seven buildings four of which weresaloons might reasonably expect to descend to the very depths of moraliniquityThe ironic traveler had spoken with prophetic wisdom  Dry Bottom wastrying as best it knew how to wallow in the depths of sin  Unlovelysoiled desolate of verdure dumped down upon a flat of sand in atreeless waste amid cactus crabbed yucca scorpions horned toadsand rattlesnakes  Dry Bottom had forgotten its morals subverted itsprinciples and neglected its GodAs the rider approached to within a few hundred yards of the edge oftown he became aware of a sudden commotion  He reined in his ponyallowing it to advance at a walk while with alert eyes he endeavoredto search out the cause of the excitement  He did not have long towatch for the explanationA man had stepped out of the door of one of the saloons slowly walkingtwenty feet away from it toward the center of the street  Immediatelyother men had followed  But these came only to a point just outsidethe door  For some reason which was not apparent to the rider theywere giving the first man plenty of roomThe rider was now able to distinguish the faces of the men in thegroup and he gazed with interested eyes at the man who had firstissued from the door of the saloonThe man was tallnearly as tall as the riderand in his everymovement seemed sure of himself  He was young seemingly aboutthirtyfive with shifty insolent eyes and a hard mouth whose lipswere just now curved into a selfconscious smileThe rider had now approached to within fifty feet of the man haltinghis pony at the extreme end of the hitching rail that skirted the frontof the saloon  He sat carelessly in the saddle his gaze fixed on themanThe men who had followed the first man out to the number of a dozenwere apparently deeply interested though plainly skeptical  A shortfat man who was standing near the saloon door looked on with ahalfsneer  Several others were smiling blandly  A tall man on theextreme edge of the crowd near the rider was watching the man in thestreet gravely  Other men had allowed various expressions to creepinto their faces  But all were silentNot so the man in the street  Plainly here was conceit personifiedand yet a conceit mingled with a maddening insolence  His expressiontold all that this thing which he was about to do was worthy of,0
+Produced by Roger Frank and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetIllustration As Dave clucked again Hero shot aheadPage 121Dave Porter SeriesDAVE PORTER AT STAR RANCHORTHE COWBOYS SECRETBYEDWARD STRATEMEYERAuthor of Dave Porter at Oak Hall The Gun Club Boys of LakeportOld Glory Series Colonial Series PanAmerican Series etc_ILLUSTRATED BY LYLE T HAMMOND_BOSTONLOTHROP LEE  SHEPARD COPublished August 1910COPYRIGHT 1910 BY LOTHROP LEE  SHEPARD CO_All rights reserved_DAVE PORTER AT STAR RANCHNorwood PressBERWICK  SMITH CONorwood MassU S APREFACEDave Porter at Star Ranch is a complete tale in itself but forms thesixth volume in a line issued under the general title of Dave PorterSeriesIn the first book of the series called Dave Porter at Oak Hall thereader was introduced to a typical American lad of today and waslikewise shown the workings of a modern boarding schoola little worldin itselfThere was a cloud over Daves parentage and to solve the mystery hetook a long sea voyage as related in the second volume called DavePorter in the South Seas Then he came back to Oak Hall to help winseveral important games as the readers of Dave Porters Return toSchool already knowSo far although Dave had heard of his father he had not met hisparent He resolved to go on a hunt for the one who was so dear to himand what that led to was related in Dave Porter in the Far NorthWhen Dave returned to America he was sent again to schoolto dear oldOak Hall with its many associations Here he met many friends and someenemies as narrated in Dave Porter and His Classmates The lad had noeasy time of it but did something for the honor of the school that wasa great credit to himWhile at Oak Hall Dave through his sister received an invitation tospend his coming summer vacation on a ranch in the Far West He wasprivileged to take some friends with him and how the invitation wasaccepted and what happened I leave the pages which follow to relateIt has been an especial pleasure for me to write this book During thepast summer I covered about seven thousand miles of our great westerncountry and I have seen many of the places herein described I havealso been touched by our warm western hospitality and have had theadded pleasure of meeting some of my young readers face to faceOnce again I thank the many who have praised my books in the past Itrust that this volume may prove to their liking and benefit them                                                    EDWARD STRATEMEYERApril 12 1910CONTENTSCHAPTER                                               PAGE       I Dave and His Chums                             1      II A Stray Shot                                  11     III An Interview of Interest                      21      IV Caught in the Act                             31       V At Niagara Falls                              41      VI Nat Pooles Little Game                       51     VII In Which Dave is Robbed                       61    VIII The Youth in the Balcony                      71      IX Only a Street Waif                            81       X Off for the Boundless West                    91      XI The Arrival at Star Ranch                    101     XII A Race on Horseback                          112    XIII The Crazy Steer                              122     XIV A Face Puzzles Dave,13
+Produced by R Cedron Joseph R Hauser and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetTALES OF DESTINYBy EDMUND MITCHELLLONDONCONSTABLE AND COMPANY LTD1913COPYRIGHT 1912UNITED STATES OF AMERICABYEDMUND MITCHELLCONTENTS  Introduction                                                     1  Chap I The Maid of Jhalnagor Told by the Rajput Chief         5       II The Hollow Column Told by the TaxCollector           19      III What the Stars ordained Told by the Astrologer        35       IV The Spirit Wail Told by the Merchant                  60        V The Blue Diamonds Told by the Fakir                  101       VI The Tiger of the Pathans Told by the Afghan General  128      VII Her Mother Love Told by the Physician                146     VIII The Sacred Pickaxe Told by the Magistrate            170TALES OF DESTINYINTRODUCTIONJust without one of the massive bastioned gates of the city ofFathpurSikri there stood in the year 1580 a caravanserai that affordedaccommodation for man and beast Here would alight travellers drawn bythe calls of homage by business or by curiosity to the famous Town ofVictory built as the inscription over the gateway told by HisMajesty King of Kings Heaven of the Court Shadow of God JalaladdinMohammed Akbar PadishahAt the time of our story Akbar was at the zenith of his glory He hadmoved his court from Agra the capital of his predecessors on the throneof the Moguls after having raised for himself on the spot where thebirth of a son had been promised him by a hermit saint this superb newcity of FathpurSikri seven miles in circumference walled and guardedby strong forts at its seven gateways Emperor and nobles had vied witheach other in erecting palaces of stately design and exquisite finish ofadornment A beautiful mosque commemorated the good deeds of the saintand provided a place of prayer for those of the Moslem faith In thepalace of the Emperor was a magnificent audience hall with marblecolumns and stonecarved galleries in the centre of which stood thethrone of gold sprinkled with rubies emeralds and diamonds surroundedby a silver railing and covered by a canopy of rich crimson brocadeIn this audience hall the great and good Akbar was wont to receive notonly his subjects rich and poor the former assembled to pay theircourt the latter to lay their grievances before the Imperial judge buthe also extended welcome to strangers from afar On the question ofreligion his mind was at this period in a state of change for he hadbroken from the strict faith of the Moslem had publicly announced thatthere was good in all beliefs had overthrown ceremonial rules whetherof Islam or of Hinduism and had proclaimed all things lawful exceptexcess His thoughts thus drifting toward a new religion a divine faiththat would bring into one fold the votaries of all religions he wasglad at his court to give audience to learned doctors from distant landsas well as from every part of India All were welcomeBrahmins andBuddhists Moslem schoolmen Hindu fanatics pantheists the worshippersof fire the Jews whose prophets are Abraham and Moses even Christianpadres from faroff Europe It was Akbars delight to listen to theirexpositions and discussions and to the defence of their varied dogmasThus did the fame of the king for tolerance benevolence and wisdombecome noised abroad far and wide so that visitors flocked ineverincreasing numbers to the beautiful city At our caravanseraiwithout the gate there would often in the cool of an evening begathered together on the shaded veranda a group of travellersrepresenting diverse races and classes Some of the towndwellers toowould be there resting and refreshing themselves after their walk tothe city walls while from the nearby camp of the Rajputs who formed aportion of the royal bodyguard there would oftentimes stroll over a fewmenatarmsOn such occasions it would generally happen that the debates recentlylistened to in the Imperial Hall of Assembly would be subjected tocomment And from discussion of this kind the conversation would quitefrequently change to storytelling dear to the hearts of all natives ofHindustan and by no means to be despised for in a good story there maybe implanted the kernel of a sound philosophyOn a summer night in the year named eight men were assembled on theveranda of the caravanserai The full moon had just risen above a topeof tamarind trees and its silvern radiance revealed every detail of thescene A Rajput chief occupied the place of central prominence cushionsarranged for his convenience on one of which rested his scimitar theemblem of his soldierly profession Not far from him in ahalfreclining posture was a general of the Afghans also of thebodyguard of the Emperor A hakeem or physician and an astrologerboth in the Moslem style of dress were seated close together legscrossed beneath them while a little apart were two Hindus as the castemarks on their foreheads showed a taxcollector from the country and akotwal or city magistrate Just above the steps leading on to theveranda surrounded by his bales of merchandise sat a merchant fromBombay a big and stalwart man attired in spotless white raiment onhis head a voluminous muslin turban In striking contrast squatting onthe,13
+Produced by Carlo Traverso Claudio Paganelli and theOnline Distributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet    LA    BATTAGLIA DI BENEVENTO    Storia del secolo XIII    SCRITTA    DA FD GUERRAZZI    Edizione nuovamente rivista e corretta dallAutore                 Io son Manfredi                Nepote di Gostanza imperatrice                                    DANTE    FIRENZE    FELICE LE MONNIER    1852    LEditore intende valersi dei diritti accordati dalle Leggi    sulla Proprietà letterariaNon avrei tanto tardato a dar luogo nella _Biblioteca nazionale_ aquesta opera di FD Guerrazzi segli avesse avuto prima doggifacoltà di cedermene il diritto Lindugio però fu largamentecompensato dalle cure poste ora dallAutore intorno a questa Operadella sua giovinezza che nellangustie del carcere comegli stessodicevami _rilesse con inesprimibile amore volgendo omai iltrentanovesimo mese della sua prigionia_F LE MONNIER_Giugno_ 1852AL BENEVOLO LETTOREQuando Omobuono Martini milanese riprodusse co suoi tipi la_Battaglia di Benevento_ a me piacque preporle un _Discorso_ intornoalle ragioni della Letteratura moderna in Italia e il Libro e ilDiscorso dedicai alla egregia donna Signora Angelica Bartolomei nataPalli Comparendo adesso questa opera nuovamente alla luce per lestampe di Felice Le Monnier senza Discorso e senza Dedica parmi cosadicevole manifestarne la causa onde uom non creda che persopraggiunto pentimento io gli abbia voluti omettere Per certo comela fama della illustre donna per la mia Dedica non aumentò cosìnemmeno per sopprimerla chio mi facessi punto diminuirebbetuttavolta tôrre quello che una volta si diè e sia pure poveracosa non sembra onesto ed a me poi recherebbe gravezza grandissimaove altri pensasse alterata verso Lei la mente che un dì mipersuase a renderle giusta le forze mie quel tributo di onore Anzipoichè per questa guisa mi viene schiusa la via di favellare delleDediche preposte alle altre opere mie mi par bene valermi del destroper tenere proposito di tutte con brevissime paroleA Niccolò Puccini io dedicava la _Veronica Cybo_ in pegno di anticaamicizia ed ebbi sempre in pensiero intitolare al suo nome opera dimaggiore momento chEgli lo meritava pur troppo ma mi mancò iltempo e forse me ne sarebbe mancato anche lo ingegno Di questo miodifetto mi consola ampiamente conoscere come Egli abbia saputo troppomeglio che non saprebbero fare opere dinchiostro raccomandare lapropria fama ai posteri dando se non unico radissimo esempio delmodo col quale hassi ad amare il Popolo di vero amore avvegnadiochèdi due cose abbisogni principalmente il Popolo di esempii buoni edinsegnamento che di parole ormai che cosa farsi non sa tante nefurono sprecate quasi tutte invano talune poi peggio che invano Diquesta verità udii sovente porgere testimonianza allo stessoPuccini il quale con quel suo vispo linguaggio soleva dire che ifatti erano maschi e le parole femmine Intitolando a lui il mioLibro io volli pertanto rendere omaggio al savio cultore dellacarità verso il prossimo ed allo amatore della Patria zelantissimoonde fra le amarezze di cui non è penuria nel turpe carcere acerbami percosse quella di non potere come avrei voluto dettare del mortoamico sincerissima qual Ei non temeva e quale a me non sarebberiuscito concepire diversa la Orazione funeraria Ma poichè farloliberamente mi era conteso mi parve degno tacere e così ne vadopersuaso sembrerà anche allo spirito di Lui se pure lo toccano lemiserie alle quali noi siamo infelicissimi rimastiE tanto più duolmene in quanto che a veruno poteva per avventurariuscire quanto a me di palesare al mondo il cuore chEgli ebbe ecerto poi a nessuno più che a me ne correva obbligo religiosissimoTalora vagando insieme con Lui pei silenzi della notte nelle sue salesolitarie a parte a parte mi apriva gli affanni che contristarono lasua infanzia e le angoscie pungenti che gli derivarono dallainfermità miserabile di cui pure la Natura non lo avevapercosso e spettacolo veramente portentoso era e lacrimevole a unpunto contemplare come tanta copia di amaritudine non fosse bastata acorrompere le acque dolcissime della sua esistenza nè il rigidoalito della tristezza a spegnere la sua fedele lotte le cadute ilrilevarsi più gagliardo e il proponimento osservato fino altermine della vita di adottare per figliuolo il Popolo interodacchè le gioie di marito e di padre Ei si vietava contemplareinsomma quello affannarsi indefesso a mescere intera la sua grandeanima nellanima del Popolo onde ei se ne avvantaggiasse E se neavvantaggerà però che il Popolo abbia viscere di gratitudine ese mai avvenga che traviato o corrotto da consigli pessimi prorompa inoffese a danno dei suoi benefattori presto si pente e piange eadora mutate in oggetto di culto le vittime del suo furorealtri nonsi pente mai nè piangeLa morte che immatura colpì quel caro capo se non prodotta fuper lo meno assai accelerata dalla sventura sopraggiuntagli percagione mia e fu questa Apprendendo quel gentile con inestimabilefastidio come gli Accusatori miei si fossero prevalsi a danno mio dicerte sue lettere a me dirette nella festosa giocondità del suospirito non mise tempo fra mezzo a scendere giù dal Castello dellaCavinana doverasi ridotto a circondarsi di ombre e di memorie percercare fra le sue carte le lettere che io con gravità di consigliogli era venuto rispondendo e quante gliene capitarono a mano tante mene mandò compito lufficio nel tornarsene alla stanza delCastello infelice i cavalli aombrando su di una erta diruparono conla carrozza a precipizio dentro un burrone comecchè Ei restassesemivivo sul colpo pure si rilevò porgendogli anche cotestoinfortunio argomento per manifestare lo amore suo verso il Popolo ilquale con ogni maniera di pietoso aiuto lo sovvenne ma da quel giornoin poi Egli non ebbe più bene e conobbe soprastargli il fatosupremo nè punto gliene dolse anzi desiderò essere mortoquattro anni avanti E adesso siamo pochi chi per un verso chiper un altro che come Lui,13
+Produced by Roger Frank and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetIllustrationA SWEET LITTLE MAIDBYAMY E BLANCHARDAuthor of Little Miss Oddity Little Miss MouseLittle Sister Anne Mistress May etcNEW YORKHURST  COMPANYPUBLISHERSCopyright 1899by GEORGE W JACOBS  COToMY DEAR LITTLE GODDAUGHTERAGNES BLANCHARD WILLIAMSI LOVINGLY DEDICATE THIS STORY OF ANOTHERSWEET LITTLE MAIDA E BCONTENTS CHAP                                    PAGE    I DIMPLE AND BUBBLES                    9   II DOLLS                                26  III A QUARREL                            44   IV HOUSEBREAKERS                        62    V ROCK                                 81   VI THE TEAPARTY                        97  VII HOUSEKEEPERS                        119 VIII ADRIFT                              139   IX DOWN TOWN                           158    X THE PICNIC                          177   XI AN UNCLE AND A WEDDING              196CHAPTER IDimple and BubblesIs yuh asleep Miss DimpleNo said Dimple drowsilyIm areWhy Bubbles replied Dimple if you were asleep you wouldnt betalkingFolks talks in their sleep sometimes Miss Dimple answered Bubblesopening her black eyesWell maybe they do but your eyes are open nowI have heerd of people sleepin with their eyes open returnedBubbles nothing abashedO Bubbles I dont believe it for that is how to go to sleep mammasays shut your eyes and go to sleep she never says open your eyesand go to sleep so thereBubbles sat thoughtfully looking at her toes having nothing to say whenDimple brought her mamma into the questionIll tell you what Bubbles said Dimple after a moments pauserising from the long grass where the two had been sitting Lets playIndian You make such a lovely Indian just like a real one I am almostafraid of you when you are painted up and have feathers in your headBubbles grinned at the complimentI will be the white maiden to be captured said Dimple as Bubblescoolly proceeded to take off her frock displaying a red flannelpetticoatIll hunt up the feathers and you get ready Dimple went on And theshawlwe must have the striped shawl for a blanket and running intothe house she soon came out with a little striped shawl and a handfulof stiff feathers The shawl was arranged over Bubbles shoulders andproduced a fine effect when the feathers were stuck in her headNow if you could only have the hatchet You go get it BubblesI dassent said BubblesOh yes you dare Dimple said coaxingly Id go ask mamma but it isso hot and Ive been in the house onceDeed Miss DimpleBubbles beganDont you deed me I tell you to go and I mean it Ill send you tothe orphan asylum if you dont and I wonder how you will like that nomore cakes no more chicken and cornbread for you Miss Bubbles Mushand milk missThis dreadful threat had its desired effect and Bubbles bare blacklegs went scudding through the grass and were back in a twinklingHyah it is she said I was skeered sho noughOh well you are a goose said Dimple Who ever heard of an Indianbeing scared at a hatchet Now I will go into the woodshedthat is myhouse you knowand you must skulk softly along and when you get tothe door bang it open with the hatchet and give a whoopSo Dimple went in her house and shut the door fearfully peeping throughthe cracks once in a while as the terrible foe crept softly nearer andnearer then with a terrific yell burst inPlease Mr Indian dont scalp meUgh said the IndianWhat shall I do said Dimple Make me take off my stockings andshoes Bubbles You know the captives must go barefootedUgh said the Indian pointing to Dimples feetMy shoes and stockings Well I will give them to you and she quicklytook them off The Indian gravely tied them around his neck and takingDimple by the hand he led her forth in triumphBut here a disaster followed for the captive thinking it her duty tostruggle knocked the hatchet out of the Indians hand and it fell withits edge on Dimples little white foot making a bad gashOh youve killed me sure enough she cried Oh you wicked wickedthingPoor Bubbles cried quite as hard as she and begged not to be sent tothe orphan asylumOh your mother will whip me she cried I spect I ought to bekilled but deed I didnt,1
+Produced by Al HainesFrontispiece Calumet remained unshakenTHE BOSS OF THE LAZY YBYCHARLES ALDEN SELTZERAUTHOR OFTHE COMING OF THE LAW THE TWOGUN MAN ETCILLUSTRATIONS BYJ ALLEN ST JOHNNEW YORKGROSSET  DUNLAPPUBLISHERSCopyrightA C McClurg  Co1915Published April 1915Copyrighted in Great BritainCONTENTSCHAPTER     I  The HomeComing of Calumet Marston    II  Betty Meets the Heir   III  Calumets Guardian    IV  Calumet Plays Bettys Game     V  The First Lesson    VI  Bob   VII  A Page from the Past  VIII  The Toltec Idol    IX  Responsibility     X  New Acquaintances    XI  Progress   XII  A Peace Offering  XIII  Suspicion   XIV  Jealousy    XV  A Meeting in the Red Dog   XVI  The Ambush  XVII  More Progress XVIII  Another Peace Offering   XIX  A Tragedy in the Timber Grove    XX  Betty Talks Frankly   XXI  His Fathers Friend  XXII  Neal Taggart Visits XXIII  For the Altars of His TribeILLUSTRATIONSCalumet remained unshaken       _Frontispiece_Get up or I will shoot you like a dog she saidHer appearance was now in the nature of a transformationCalumet stepped inTHE BOSS OF THE LAZY YCHAPTER ITHE HOMECOMING OF CALUMET MARSTONShuffling down the long slope its tired legs moving automatically thedrooping pony swerved a little and then came to a halt trembling withfright  Startled out of his unpleasant ruminations his lips tensingover his teeth in a savage snarl Calumet Marston swayed uncertainly inthe saddle caught himself crouched and swung a heavy pistol to amenacing poiseFor an instant he hesitated searching the immediate vicinity withrapid intolerant glances  When his gaze finally focused on the objectwhich had frightened his pony he showed no surprise  Many timesduring the past two days had this incident occurred and at no time hadCalumet allowed the pony to follow its inclination to bolt or swervefrom the trail  He held it steady now pulling with a vicious hand onthe reinsTen feet in front of the pony and squarely in the center of the trail agigantic diamondback rattler swayed and warned its venomous lidlesseyes gleaming with hate  Calumets snarl deepened he dug a spur intothe ponys left flank and pulled sharply on the left rein  The ponylunged swerved and presented its right shoulder to the swayingreptile its flesh quivering from excitement  Then the heavy revolverin Calumets hand roared spitefully there was a sudden threshing inthe dust of the trail and the huge rattler shuddered into a sinuoustwisting heap  For an instant Calumet watched it and then seeingthat the wound he had inflicted was not mortal he urged the ponyforward and leaning over a little sent two more bullets into the bodyof the snake severing its head from its bodyMans size declared Calumet his snarl relaxing  He sat erect andspoke to the ponyGet along you damned fool  Scared of a sidewinderRelieved deflating its lungs with a tremulous heave and unmindful ofCalumets scorn the pony gingerly returned to the trail  In thirtyseconds it had resumed its drooping shuffle in thirty seconds Calumethad returned to his unpleasant ruminationsA mile up in the shimmering white of the desert sky an eagle swam onslow wing shaping his winding course toward the timber clump thatfringed a river  Besides the eagle the pony and Calumet no livingthing stirred in the desert or above it  In the shade of a rockperhaps lurked a lizard in the filmy mesquite that drooped and curledin the stifling heat slid a rattler in the shelter of the sagebrushthe sage hen might have nestled her eggs in the hot sand  But thesewere fixtures  Calumet his pony and the eagle were not  The eaglewas Mexican it had swung its milewide circles many times to reach thepoint above the timber clump it was migratory and alert with thehunger lustCalumet watched it with eyes that glowed bitterly and balefully  Halfan hour later when he reached the river and the pony clattered downthe rocky slope plunged its head deeply into the stream and drank witheager silent draughts Calumet swung himself crossways in the saddlefumbled for a moment at his slicker and drew out a battered tin cupLeaning over he filled the cup with water tilted his head back anddrank  The blur in the white sky caught his gaze and held it  Hiseyes mocked his lips snarledYou damned greaser sneak he said  Followed me fifty miles  Aflash of race hatred glinted his eyes  I wouldnt let no damnedgreaser eagle get me anywayThe pony had drunk its fill  Calumet returned the tin cup to theslicker and swung back into the saddle  Refreshed the pony took theopposite slope with a rush emerging from the river upon a high plateaustudded with fir balsam and pine  Bringing the pony to a halt Calumetturned in the saddle and looked somberly behind himFor two days he had been fighting the desert and now it lay in hisrear a mystic duncolored land of hot sandy waste and silencebrooding menacing holding out its threat of deatha vast naturalbasin breathing and pulsing with mystery rimmed by remote mountainsthat seemed tenuous and thin behind the everchanging misty films thatspread from horizon to horizonThe expression of Calumets face was as hard and inscrutable as thedesert itself the latters filmy haze did not more surely shut out themysteries behind it than did Calumets expression veil the emotions ofhis heart  He turned from the desert to face the plateau from whoseedge dropped a wide tawny valley luxuriant with bunch grassa goldenbrown sweep that nestled between some hills inviting alluring  Sosharp was the contrast between the desert and the valley and so potentwas its appeal to him that,13
+Produced by Carlo Traverso Claudio Paganelli and theOnline Distributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetThis file was produced from images generously madeavailable by Biblioteca Sormani  MilanoA GHISLANZONIAbrakadabraSTORIA DELLAVVENIREMILANOCASA EDITRICE SONZOGNOVia Pasquirolo 14Printed in Italy_Al mio ottimo amico_Professore Angelo VecchioTu lo volesti ed io ho compiuto l_Abrakadabra_ Lo dedico a te chemai non cessasti di insistere perchè io conducessi a termine questobizzarro lavoro tante volte ripreso e sospesoEcco un libro che aipiù sembrerà una stravaganza forsanche una insensatezza Tu arguto egentile scoprirai in esso qualche seria intenzione qualche temasociale e politico degno di meditazione e di studi Io ho pagato ilmio debito a te ed ai pochi dei quali ho ambito la stima e laffettoQuesto mi stava a cuore del pubblico superficiale e svogliato poco mipreme Ti ringrazio del bene che mi hai fatto incessantementespronandomi al lavoro e combattendo le mie diffidenze Ricordamisempre quale uno de tuoi amici più affezionati                 _A GHISLANZONI__Caprino Bergamasco 28 novembre 1883_PROLOGOCAPITOLO IPerchè quelluomo si chiamasse AbrakadabraNellaprile dellanno 1860 un eccentrico personaggio venne ad abitarelalpestre paesello di CEra un uomo sui cinquantanni magro sparuto dagli occhi incavati edimmobili dal sorriso amorevole tratto tratto mefistofelicoLa foggia del suo soprabito nero ampio abbottonato fino al mento elungo fino al tallone la callotta di tela chegli portava a guisa diturbante involta a più riprese da una fascia azzurra tutto il suoabbigliamento formava una strana figura di prete e di pascià chelungi dal riuscire ridicola ispirava simpatia e rispettoQuelleccentrico personaggio aveva preso in affitto una casa dirustiche apparenze ma comoda e decente Tutti lo sapevano ricco e digran cuore I poveri del paesello dicevano che quel forestiere erastato mandato in paese dalla Provvidenza Nei primi tempi lochiamavano il _signore_Erano con lui due domestici ed un medico Questi gli stava sempre alato Rare volte parlavano assieme Quando uscivano al passeggio ilmedico leggeva o fumava laltro a giudicarne dalla immobilità dellosguardo pareva assorto in una sola irremovibile idea In paesecorreva voce che il _signore_ fosse malato di cervello per eccessivaapplicazione agli studi e avesse appunto abbandonata la città perritemprarsi nella buonaria dei montiIn fatti dopo un mese di vita campestre a dire dei paesani _ilsignore aveva fatto una ciera più lustra_ I suoi denti di alabastrobrillavano più spesso nel sorriso dellamorevolezza che non in quellodella ironia mefistofelicaUsciva più sovente al passeggio Si intratteneva sulla piazzetta audire i colloqui dei contadini a veder giuocare i fanciulli Ricevevaqualche visita alla sera Il curato il sindaco ed il farmacista eranodivenuti assidui nella sua sala ed egli stava le lunghe ore adascoltare le loro polemiche religiose e politicheIl curato il sindaco e il farmacista di C per lui rappresentavanoi tre partiti la eterna invariabile trinità del pensiero umano che asuo credere era cominciata nella mente dei tre primi abitatoridelluniversoIl curato rappresentava il _non possumus_ la forza reazionariaIl sindaco il liberale _moderato o moderatore_Il farmacista luomo del progresso ad ogni costo lutopistarivoluzionario che non ammette intervallo tra il pensiero e lazioneQuesti tre principii come ognuno può immaginare si detestavanocordialmente e il loro attrito era scabro e sfavillante come quellodellacciaio colla pietraCiò nullameno il curato il sindaco e il farmacista venivano ognisera ad occupare nella sala del _signore_ tre lati di un tavolo copertodi ricco tappetoNel centro di quel tavolo quegli spiriti eterogenei intollerantiirreconciliabili avevano trovato un punto di coincidenza simpaticaEra unimmane bottiglia unanfora imponente e generosa il cui sugoinesauribile produceva nei tre antagonisti il doppio effetto dirifiammare gli ardori politici e di ammorbidire le gole Il curato ilsindaco e il farmacista pigliavano un gusto matto a bisticciarsi e acontraddirsi in quel tiepido ambiente dove la più gustosa dellebevande era sempre là per estinguere ogni ardore di sete e dientusiasmoEssi amavano il buon vino con esemplare concordia e siccome il buonvino non corre le bettole e le cantine del volgo così la lororipulsione politica si era mutata in attrazione pel fascino di unbarolo squisitoIl curato si scusavaForse che alla chiesa non conveniamo tuttiuomini dabbene e peccatori papisti e scomunicati intorno allaltaredel Dio uno e veroE il farmacista riflettevaDinanzi alla malattia non conoscoavversarii politici io prodigo i miei medicinali anche ai vilimoderati che vorrei avvelenare di arsenico La malattia e la setestanno al di sopra di ogni rancore di partitoIl sindaco nella sua qualità di moderato credeva dar prova disublime tolleranza trincando coi due partiti estremiDi qual modo si erano introdotti nella casa delleccentrico _signore_tre individui di opinioni così avverseIl signore li aveva _conquistati_ nei primi tempi del suo soggiorno inpaese Ciascuno alla sua volta il curato il sindaco e il farmacistaavevano ricevuto dal forestiere una carta di visita ed un autografoaccompagnato da un biglietto a stampa di effetto miracolosoSulle carte di visita era impresso uno stemma gentilizio sovrappostoad una parola enigmatica che i tre sapienti del villaggio non avevanoosato interpretare _Abrakadabra_I biglietti a stampa erano altrettanti boni della banca nazionale delvalore di cinquecento franchi cadaunoLe tre lettere determinavano lo scopo e lindirizzo delloblazioneLa prima al curato per _lobolo di San Pietro_La seconda al sindaco pel monumento a Vittorio EmanueleLa terza al farmacista da suddividersi fra le due collette promosseda Garibaldi e da Mazzini pel _milione di fucili e pel soccorso allalibera stampa_Il curato il sindaco e il farmacista nellaprire quellinattesodispaccio nel constatare le intenzioni del generoso oblatore sierano fregati le mani a versarne sangue esclamando con enfasi dapartigiani il _signore_ è dei nostriEd ecco per quale impulso i tre avversari politici del paesello sierano recati a visitare il _signore_ coincidendo intorno alla grossabottiglia che poi doveva riavvicinarli quotidianamente a discutere igrandi problemi della politica mondialeDurante la polemica il contegno del _signore_ era sempre enigmaticoTaceva con disperante costanza La sua fronte spaziosa a volte sicorrugava i suoi occhi profondi vibravano lampi le labbra tumide esorridenti si contraevano e i denti si serravano con sinistrocigolioPareva chegli facesse uno sforzo violento contro gli impeti dellapropria volontà per reprimere un torrente di idee e di parole chetentavano prorompereQuelle crisi erano passeggiere ma atterrivano gli oratori eimponevano agli entusiasmi della loro facondiaUn silenzio solenne regnava per qualche tempo nella,26
+Produced by Carlo Traverso Claudio Paganelli and theOnline Distributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetCESARE CANTÙMARGHERITA PUSTERLARACCONTO STORICOQuarantesima Edizione Milanese con incisioniMILANOLIBRERIA DI EDUCAZIONE E DISTRUZIONE DI PAOLO CARRARA EDITOREProprietà LetterariaLEDITORE AI LETTORINel 1834 lautore di questo libro trovavasi nelle prigioni di StatodellAustria Il suo processante Paride Zajotti trentino era letteratoe però conscio del tormento che maggiore dar si può ad un letteratoquel di privarlo di ogni mezzo di leggere e di scrivere Brutalità tantopeggiore in quanto al fine dellinquisizione si dovette dichiarare chenon reggevano alla prova neppure gli _indizj_ e i _sospetti_ pei quali erastato sì lungamente carcerato e in quanto agli altri detenuti nonletterati si permetteva perfino di abbonarsi a gabinetti di letturaIn quella atroce solitudine il Cantù trovò modo di farsidellinchiostro col fumo della candela penna cogli steccadenti e su cartestraccie dategli per altri usi scrisse il presente romanzo Egli siricordava del fatto in di grosso e dei tempi gli mancavano i nomi proprj ele date sicure talchè i personaggi nacquero con nomi suppositizjsiccome variarono alcune circostanze di fatto allorchè sprigionatopotè limare il suo lavoro e dopo lunga quarantena alla censura diVienna perchè la censura milanese non credette poterlo ammettere ildiede alla stampaQuesti fatti non importano al pubblico eppure sono tuttaltro cheindifferenti per intendere molte parti del lavoro nel quale lautore volleritrarre o forse non volendo ritrasse i proprj patimenti e le proprieconsolazioni sotto figura altrui mentre Silvio Pellico aveva in personadipinto i suoiBensì è noto con quanto favore fu questo romanzo accolto in Italia etradotto in tutte le culte lingue Ciò non recherebbe meravigliagiacchè è fortuna comune a quasi tutti i libri di tal genere Benimporta laccertare che il successo della _Margherita Pusterla_ si sostennedopo il primo bollore e da quarantanni va ristampandosi continuamente inedizioni numerose prova di meriti intrinseci e letterarj e politici emorali indipendenti dalla moda e dalla novitàTestè uno di quei critici a cui pute ciò che sa di italianolagnavasi che in tanti romanzi e drammi nostri non apparisse un tipo didonna Al tempo stesso il barone Niccola Taccone Gallucci lodato autoredel _Saggio dEstetica_ in un lavoro sull_Arte cristiana_ asseriva chepoeti ed interpreti del perfetto pensiero dellepoca moderna e dellafede viva profondi scrutatori degli affetti romantici sono il Manzoni ilCantù ed il GrossiE soggiungevaIl Cantù che insieme al Manzoni e al Grossi formano il triumviratodirei quasi dellepoca più prospera della moderna poesia italiana sifa a sublimare la beltà del patire con la squisita pittura dellamoredella sofferenza della rassegnazione della morte della sua MargheritaPusterla Laffanno dellaffetto terreno negli ultimi istanti della suavita è patetico in quelle parole che suonano angosciose in ogni cuore_Morire morire così giovane e morire innocente_ Ma nello estremoquadro del dolore terribile e divinamente malinconico risalta una moraleleggiadria ed una purità di colorito che seduce nel martirio anche sulpalcoLa nobile figura di frate Buonvicino limmagine più perfettadellideale ascetico e cavalleresco che collocato accanto alla bellaMargherita guarda il cielo e mormora quelle sublimi parole _Lassùsono le speranze che non falliscono mai_ manifesta il generoso caratterela fede linvincibile fiducia lineffabile amore del Cantù che arrivafino allapogeo dellideale doloroso e malinconico allorchè la facciadi Margherita fatta più pallida si volge anchella cogli occhilagrimosi al cielo e si fa santa nel Dio padre degli infeliciesclamando _Signore la volontà vostra e non la mia_1Noi dunque facendo questa 42ª edizione sotto gli occhi dellautorepensiamo ben meritare della moralità e della letteratura diffondendo unlibro che crediamo rinvigorisca il sentimento del nobile e del giustomediante lamore pei buoni e lindignazione pei ribaldiMilano maggio 1880                Lettor mio hai tu spasimato                No                Questo libro non è per te                1833CAPITOLO PRIMOLA PARATAEntrando il marzo del 1340 i Gonzaga signori di Mantova avevano aperta unacorte bandita nella loro città con tavole disposte a chiunque venissecon musici saltambanchi buffoni fontane che sprizzavano vino tuttainsomma la pompa colla quale i tirannelli surrogatisi ai liberi governi inLombardia procuravano di stordire i generosi allettare i vani edabbagliare la plebe sempre ingorda dietro a queste luccicanti apparenzeFra i tremila cavalieri concorsi a quella festa con grande sfoggio dabiticolle più belle armadure che uscissero dalle fucine di Milano condestrieri ferrati persino dargento verano comparsi molti Milanesi perfare la corte al giovinetto Bruzio figliuolo naturale di Luchino Viscontisignor di Milano Sono fra essi ricordati Giacomo Aliprando MatteoVisconti fratello di Galeazzo e di Bernabò che poi divennero principiil Possidente di Gallarate il Grande de Crivelli e sovra gli altrisegnalato Franciscolo Pusterla il più ricco possessore di Lombardia esarebbesi potuto dire il più felice se la felicità potesse con beniumani assicurarsi e se da quella non fosse precipitato al fondo dognimiseria come il processo del nostro racconto dimostrerà2Questi campioni milanesi avevano riportato il premio della giostra ivicombattutasi il quale consisteva in un superbo puledro del valore di 400zecchini nero come una pece colla gualdrappa color di cielo ricamata adargento in un altro mezzano di grossezza baio di colore e balzano di duepiedi oltre a due abiti uno di scarlatto laltro di sciamito foderato divaio Per farne mostra erano i vincitori girati trionfalmente per CremonaPiacenza e Pavia donde serano vôlti dalla patria appunto il 20 Marzodellanno predetto Liete accoglienze ricevevano per tutto poichè unistinto dominante e pericoloso delluomo fece al valore fortunato tributarerispetto ed ammirazione in ogni tempo ma più ancora in quello tutto diforza materiale I signorotti poi vedeano volontieri che il coraggio siesercitasse in tornei e finte battaglie come in altre età viderovolontieri sfogato lumore curioso e contenzioso in fazioni da teatro e inletterarj garriti Perciò anche da Milano uscì ad incontrare i prodiuna cavalcata della Corte e de più nobili che ricevutili nellosplendido castello di Belgioioso voltarono con essi alla cittàEntrati con solenne pompa per la via di SantEustorgio attraversato quelsobborgo già cinto di mura e chiamato la Cittadella vennero alla portaTicinese,13
+Produced by Marilynda FraserCunliffe Graeme Mackreth andthe Online Distributed Proofreading Team athttpwwwpgdpnetModern Religious Cults and MovementsWorks byGaius Glenn Atkins_Modern Religious Cults and Movements_Dr Atkins has written a noteworthy and valuable book dealing with thenew cults some of which have been much to the fore for a couple ofdecades past such as Faith Healing Christian Science New ThoughtTheosophy and Spiritualism etc 250_The Undiscovered Country_Dr Atkins work throughout is marked by clarity of presentationpolished diction and forceful phrasing A firm grasp of the elementaltruths of Christian belief together with an unusual ability to interpretmundane experiences in terms of spiritual reality 150_Jerusalem Past and Present_One of the books that will help to relieve us of the restless cravingfor excitement and to make clear that we can read history truly only aswe read it as His Storyand that we attain our best only as the hopeof the soul is realized by citizenship in the City of God_BaptistWorld_ 125_Pilgrims of the Lonely Road_A very unusual group of studies of the great mystics and shows realinsight into the deeper experience of the religious life_ChristianWork_ 200_A Rendezvous with Life_Life is represented as a journey with various inns along the waysuch as Days End Weeks End Months End Years Endall suggestiveof certain experiences and duties Paper 25 ctsModern Religious Cults and MovementsByGAIUS GLENN ATKINS DD LHD_Minister of the First Congregational Church Detroit MichAuthor of Pilgrims of the Lonely Road The Undiscovered Countryetc_New York ChicagoFleming H Revell CompanyLondon and EdinburghCopyright 1923 by FLEMING H REVELL COMPANYNew York 158 Fifth AvenueChicago 17 North Wabash AveLondon 21 Paternoster SquareEdinburgh 75 Princes Street_To EMC__Whose constant friendship through changing years has been like the fireupon his hearthstone a glowing gift and a grateful memory_IntroductionThe last thirty years though as dates go this is only an approximationhave witnessed a marked development of religious cults and movementslargely outside the lines of historic Catholicism and Protestantism Oneof these cults is strongly organized and has for twenty years grown morerapidly in proportion than most of the Christian communions Theinfluence of others more loosely organized is far reaching Some ofthem attempt to give a religious content to the present trend of scienceand philosophy and generally they represent the free movement of whatone may call the creative religious consciousness of our timeThere is of course a great and constantly growing literature dealingwith particular cults but there has been as yet apparently no attemptto inquire whether there may not be a few unexpectedly simple centersaround which in spite of their superficial differences they reallyorganize themselvesWhat follows is an endeavour in these directions It is really a verygreat task and can at the best be only tentatively done Whoeverundertakes it may well begin by confessing his own limitationsContemporaneous appraisals of movements upon whose tides we ourselvesare borne are subject to constant revision Ones own prejudices nomatter how strongly one may deal with them colour ones conclusionsparticularly in the region of religion The really vast subject matteralso imposes its own limitations upon even the most sincere studentunless he has specialized for a lifetime in his theme even then hewould need to ask the charity of his readersGround has been broken for such an endeavour in many differentdirections Broadly considered William James Varieties of ReligiousExperience was perhaps the pioneer work Professor James suggestiveanalyses recognize the greatly divergent forms religious experience maytake and establish their right to be taken seriously as valid facts forthe investigator The whole tendency of organized ChristianityandProtestantism more largely than Catholicismhas been to narrowreligious experience to accepted forms but religion itself is impatientof forms It has its borderlands shadowy regions which lie between theacceptance of what Sabatier calls the religions of authority on theone hand and the conventional types of piety or practical goodness onthe other Those who find their religion in such regionsone mightperhaps call them the borderland peoplediscover the authority fortheir faith in philosophies which for the most part have not thesanction of the schools and the demonstration of the reality of theirfaith in personal experience for which there is very little proof excepttheir own testimonyand their testimony itself is often confusedenoughBut James made no attempt to relate his governing conceptions toparticular organizations and movements save in the most general wayHis fundamentals the distinction he draws between the onceborn andthe twiceborn between the religion of healthymindedness and theneed of the sick soul the psychological bases which he supplies forconversation and the rarer religious experiences are immenselyilluminating but all this is only the nebulæ out of which religions areorganized into systems the systems still remain to be consideredThere has been of late a new interest in Mysticism itself a borderlandword strangely difficult of definition yet meaning generally thepersuasion that through certain spiritual disciplinescommonly calledthe mystic waywe may come into a firsthand knowledge of God and thespiritual order in no sense dependent upon reason or sense testimonySome modern movements are akin to mysticism but they cannot all befairly included in any history of mysticism Neither can they beincluded in any history of Christianity some of them completely ignorethe Christian religion some of them press less central aspects of itout of all proportion one of them undertakes to recast Christianity inits own moulds but certainly gives it a quality in so dealing with itwhich cannot be supported by any critical examination of the Gospels orconsidered as the logical development of Christian dogma Here arereally new adventures in religion with new gospels new prophets and newcreeds They need to be twice approached once through an examination ofthose things which are fundamental in religion itself for they havebehind them the power of what one may call the religious urge and theywill ultimately stand as they meet with a measure of finality thoseneeds of the soul of which religion has always been the expression orfall as they fail to meet them But since some limitation or other inthe types of Christianity which are dominant amongst us has given themtheir opportunity they must also be approached through someconsideration of the Christianity against which they have reactedUnsatisfied needs of the inner life have unlocked the doors,21
+Produced by Mary StarrROWDY OF THE CROSS LBy BM Sinclair AKA B M BowerCONTENTS     1 Lost in a Blizzard     2 Miss Conroy Refuses Shelter     3 Rowdy Hires a New Boss     4 Pink as Chappyrone     5 At Home at Cross L     6 A Shot From the Dark     7 Rowdy in a Tough Place     8 Pink in a Threatening Mood     9 Moving the Herd     10 Harry Conroy at Home     11 Rowdy Promoted     12 You Can Tell Jessie     13 Rowdy Finds HappinessCHAPTER 1 Lost in a BlizzardRowdy Vaughanhe had been christened Rowland by his mother andrechristened Rowdy by his cowboy friends who are prone to treat withmuch irreverence the names bestowed by motherswas not happy He stoodin the stirrups and shook off the thick layer of snow which clung dampand closepacked to his coat The dull yellow folds were full of ithis gray hat pulled low over his purple ears was heaped with it Hereached up a gloved hand and scraped away as much as he could wrappedthe longskirted sourdough coat around his numbed legs then settledinto the saddle with a shiver of distaste at the plight he was in andwished himself back at the Horseshoe BarDixie standing kneedeep in a drift shook himself much after themanner of his master perhaps he also wished himself back at theHorseshoe Bar He turned his head to look back blinking at the snowwhich beat insistently in his eyes he could not hold them open longenough to see anything however so he twitched his ears pettishly andgave over the attemptIts up to you old boy Rowdy told him resignedly Im plumb lost Inever was in this damn country before anyhowand I sure wish I wasnthere now If youve any idea where were at Im dead willing to haveyou pilot the layout Never mind Chub locating his feed when its stuckunder his nose is his limitChub lifted an ear dispiritedly when his name was spoken but as wasusually the case he heard no good of himself and dropped his headagain No one took heed of him no one ever did His part was to carryVaughans bed and to follow unquestionably where Vaughan and Dixiemight lead He was cold and tired and hungry but his faith in hismaster was strong the responsibility of finding shelter before the darkcame down rested not with himVaughan pressed his chilled knees against Dixies ribs but the handupon the reins was carefully noncommittal so that Dixie having nosuggestion of his masters wish ventured to indulge his own He turnedtail squarely to the storm and went straight ahead Vaughan put hishands deep into his pockets snuggled farther down into the sheepskincollar of his coat and rode passive enduringThey brought up against a wire fence and Vaughan rousing from hisapathy tried to peer through the white shifting wall of the stormYoure a swell guidenot he remarked to the horse Now you youhike down this fence till you locate a gate or a corner or any darnedthing and I dont give a cuss if the snow does get in your eyes Itsyour own faultDixie sneezing the snow from his nostrils turned obediently Chubhis feet dragging wearily in the snow trailed patiently behind Half anhour of this and it seemed as if it would go on foreverThrough the swirl Vaughan could see the posts standing forlornly inthe snow with sixteen feet of blizzard between at no time could hedistinguish more than two or three at once and there were long minuteswhen the wall stood blank and shifting just beyond the first postThen Dixie lifted his head and gazed questioningly before him his earspointed forwardsentient strainedand whinnied shrill challengeHe hurried his steps dragging Chub out of the beginnings of a dreamVaughan straightened and took his hands from his pocketsOut beyond the dim wavering outline of the farthest post came answerto the challenge A mysterious vague shape grew impalpably upon thestrained vision a horse sneezed then nickered eagerly Vaughan drew upand waitedHello he called cheerfully Pleasant day this Out for yourhealthThe shape hesitated as though taken aback by the greeting and therewas no answer Vaughan puzzled rode closerSay dont talk so fast he yelled I cant follow yuhWhowho is it The voice sounded perturbed and it was moreover thevoice of a womanVaughan pulled up short and swore into his collar Women are not as arule to be met out on the blank prairie in a blizzard His voice whenhe spoke again was not ironical as it had been it was placatingI beg your pardon he said I thought it was a man Im looking forthe Cross L you dont happen to know where it is do yuhNoI dont she declared dismally I dont know where any place isIm teaching school in this neighborhoodor in some other I was goingto spend Sunday with a friend but this storm came up and ImlostSame here said Rowdy pleasantly as though being lost was a matterfor congratulationOh I was in hopesSo was I so were even there Well have to pool our chances I guessAny gate down that wayor havent you followed the fenceI followed it for miles and milesit seemed It must be some big fieldof the Cross L but they have so very many big fieldsAnd you couldnt give a rough guess at how far it is to the CrossLinsinuatinglyHe could vaguely see her shake of head Ordinarily it should be aboutsix miles beyond Rodways where I board But I havent the haziest ideaof where Rodways place is you see so that wont help you much Imall at sea in this snow Her voice was ruefulWell if you came up the fence theres no use going back that way andtheres sure nothing made by going away from itthats the way,7
+Produced by Michael Ciesielski Annika Feilbach and theOnline Distributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetCOCOA AND CHOCOLATE_Their History from Plantation to Consumer_ByARTHUR W KNAPPB Sc Bham FIC B Sc Lond Member of the Society ofPublic Analysts Member of the Society of Chemical Industry Fellowof the Institute of Hygiene Research Chemist to Messrs CadburyBros LtdLONDONCHAPMAN AND HALL LTD1920PREFACEAlthough there are several excellent scientific works dealing in adetailed manner with the cacao bean and its products from the variousview points of the technician there is no comprehensive modern workwritten for the general reader Until that appears I offer this littlebook which attempts to cover lightly but accurately the whole groundincluding the history of cacao its cultivation and manufacture This isa small book in which to treat of so large a subject and to avoidprolixity I have had to generalise This is a dangerous practice forwhat is gained in brevity is too often lost in accuracy brevity may bealways the soul of wit it is rarely the body of truth The expert willfind that I have considered him in that I have given attention to recentdevelopments and if I have talked of the methods peculiar to one placeas though they applied to the whole world I ask him to consider me bysupplying the inevitable variations and exceptions himselfThe book though short has taken me a long time to write having beenwritten in the brief breathing spaces of a busy life and it would neverhave been completed but for the encouragement I received from MessrsCadbury Bros Ltd who aided me in every possible way I amparticularly indebted to the present Lord Mayor of Birmingham Mr WACadbury for advice and criticism and to Mr Walter Barrow for readingthe proofs The members of the staff to whom I am indebted are Mr WPickard Mr EJ Organ Mr TB Rogers also Mr A Hackett for whomthe diagrams in the manufacturing section were originally made by MrJW Richards I am grateful to Messrs JS Fry and Sons Limited forinformation and photographs In one or two cases I do not know whom tothank for the photographs which have been culled from many sources Ihave much pleasure in thanking the following Mr R Whymper for a largenumber of Trinidad photos the Director of the Imperial Institute andMr John Murray for permission to use three illustrations from theImperial Institute series of handbooks to the Commercial Resources ofthe Tropics M Ed Leplae DirectorGeneral of Agriculture Belgiumfor several photos the blocks of which were kindly supplied by Mr HHamel Smith of _Tropical Life_ Messrs Macmillan and Co for fivereproductions from CJJ van Halls book on _Cocoa_ and _West Africa_for four illustrations of the Gold CoastThe photographs reproduced on pages 2 23 39 47 49 and 71 are byJacobson of Trinidad on pages 85 and 86 by Underwood  Underwood ofLondon and on page 41 by Mrs Stanhope Lovell of TrinidadThe industry with which this book deals is changing slowly from an artto a science It is in a transition period it is one of the humours ofany live industry that it is always in a transition period There aremany indications of scientific progress in cacao cultivation and nowthat in addition to the experimental and research departments attachedto the principal firms a Research Association has been formed for thecocoa and chocolate industry the increased amount of diffusedscientific knowledge of cocoa and chocolate manufacture should give riseto interesting developmentsAW KNAPPBirmingham _February 1920_CONTENTS                                                                    PAGEPREFACE                                                                vINTRODUCTION                                                           1CHAPTER ICOCOA AND CHOCOLATEA SKETCH OF THEIR HISTORY                         5CHAPTER IICACAO AND ITS CULTIVATION                                             17CHAPTER IIIHARVESTING AND PREPARATION FOR THE MARKET                             45With a dialogue on The Kind of Cacao the Manufacturers LikeCHAPTER IVCACAO PRODUCTION AND SALE                                             81With notes on the chief producing areas cacao markets and theplanters lifeCHAPTER VTHE MANUFACTURE OF COCOA AND CHOCOLATE                               119CHAPTER VITHE MANUFACTURE OF CHOCOLATE,9
+Produced by Juliet Sutherland Colin Bell and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetIllustration Go back he saidTHE RED BOOK OF HEROESBY MRS LANGEDITED BY ANDREW LANGIllustrationWITH 8 COLOURED PLATES AND NUMEROUS ILLUSTRATIONSBY A WALLIS MILLSLONGMANS GREEN AND CO39 PATERNOSTER ROW LONDONNEW YORK BOMBAY AND CALCUTTA1909All rights reservedPREFACELife is not all beer and skittles said a reflective sportsman andall books are not fairy tales In an imperfect state of existence thepeety of it is that we cannot have all things as we would like themUndeniably we would like all books to be fairy tales or novels and atpresent most of them are But there is another side to things and wemust face it Life is real life is earnest as Tennyson tells ussaid an orator to whom I listened lately and though Longfellow notTennyson wrote the famous line quoted by the earnest speaker yet thereis a good deal of truth in it The word earnest like many other goodwords has been overdone It is common to sneer at earnest workersyet where would we be without them especially in our climateIn a Polynesian island where the skies for ever smile and the blacksfor ever dance earnestness is superfluous The breadfruit treedelivers its rolls punctually every morning strawberries or otherfruits as nice spring beneath the feet of the dancers the cavern inthe forest provides a roof and shelter from the sun the sea supplies aswimmingbath and man in time of peace has only to enjoy himself eatand drink laugh and love sing songs and tell fairy tales His draperyis woven of fragrant flowers nobody is poor and anxious about foodnobody is rich and afraid of losing his money nobody needs to think ofhelping others he has only to put forth his hand or draw his bow orswing his fishingrod and help himself To be sure in time of war manhas just got to be earnest and think out plans for catching andspearing his enemies and drill his troops and improve his weapons infact to do some work or have his throat cut and be put in the oven andeaten Thus it is really hard for the most fortunate people to avoidbeing earnest now and thenThe people whose stories are told in this book were very different fromeach other in many ways The child abbess Mère Angélique ruling herconvent and at war with naughty abbesses who hated being earnest doesnot at once remind us of Hannibal The great Montrose with his poemsand his scented lovelocks his devotion to his cause his chivalry hisdeath to which he went gaily clad like a bridegroom to meet his bridedoes not seem a companion for Palissy the Potter all black and shrunkand wrinkled and bowed over his furnaces It is a long way from gentleMiss Nightingale tending wounded dogs when a child and woundedsoldiers when a woman to Charles Gordon playing wild tricks at schoolleading a Chinese army watching alone at Khartoum in a circle of cruelfoes for the sight of the British colours and the sounds of thebagpipes that never met his eyes and earsBut these people and all the others whose stories are told had this incommon that they were in earnest though we may be sure that they didnot go about with talk of earnestness for ever in their mouths It camenatural to them they could not help it they liked it their heartswere set on two things to do their very best and to keep their honourThe Constant Prince suffered hunger and cold and long imprisonment allto keep the bird in his bosom as the old Cavalier said to be true tohonour I will carry with me honour and fidelity to the grave saidMontrose and he kept his word though his enemies gave him no gravebut placed his head and limbs on spikes in various towns of his countryBut now his grave in St Giless Church in Edinburgh is the mostbeautiful and honourable in Scotland adorned with his stainlessscutcheon and with those of Napiers and Grahams his kindred and hisfriends        The grave of March the grave of Gwythar        The grave of Gugann Gleddyvrudd        A mystery to the world the grave of Arthursays the old Welsh poem and unknown as the grave of Arthur is the graveof Gordon The desert wind may mingle his dust with the sand the Nilemay sweep it to the sea as the Seine bore the ashes of that martyr ofhonour the Maid of France The whole earth is brave mens commonsepulchre says the Greek their tombs may be without mark or monumentbut honour comes a pilgrim grey to the sacred places where men cannotgo in pilgrimageWe see what honour they had of men the head of Sir Thomas More thehead of Montrose were exposed to mockery in public places the ashes ofJeanne dArc were thrown into the river Gordons body lies unknown buttheir honour is eternal in human memory It was really for honour thatSir Thomas More suffered it was not possible for him to live withoutthe knowledge that his shield was stainless It was for honour ratherthan for religion that the child Angélique Arnauld gave up amusement andpleasure and everything that is dear to a girl young wittybeautiful and gay and put on the dress of a nun Later she worked forthe sake of duty and religion but honour was her first mistress andshe could not go back from her plighted wordThese people were born to be what they were to be examples to all of usthat are less nobly born and like a quiet easy merry life We cannotall be Gordons Montroses Angéliques but if we read about them andthink about them a touch of their nobility may come to us and surelyour honour is in our own keeping We may try never to do a mean thingor a doubtful thing a thing that Gordon would not have been tempted todo though we are tempted more tempted,0
+Produced by Paul Ereaut Jason Isbell and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetIN THE YULELOG GLOWCHRISTMAS TALES FROM ROUND THE WORLDSic as folk tell ower at a winter ingle_Scott_EDITED BYHARRISON S MORRISTHREE VOLUMES IN ONEBook IIPHILADELPHIAJ B LIPPINCOTT COMPANY 1900Copyright 1891 by J B LIPPINCOTT COMPANYPRINTED BY J B LIPPINCOTT COMPANY PHILADELPHIACONTENTS OF BOOK IICHRISTMAS WITH THE BARON_By Angelo J Lewis_A CHRISTMAS MIRACLE_By Harrison S Morris_SALVETTE AND BERNADOU_From the French of Alphonse Daudet__By Harrison S Morris_THE WOLF TOWERTHE PEACE EGG_By Juliana Horatia Ewing_A STORY OF NUREMBERG_By Agnes Repplier_A PICTURE OF THE NATIVITY BY FRA FILIPPO LIPPI_By Vernon Lee_MELCHIORS DREAM_By Juliana Horatia Ewing_MR GRAPEWINES CHRISTMAS DINNER_By Harrison S Morris_ILLUSTRATIONS BOOK IITHE DAUGHTER OF THE BARONTHE HOSPITALMUMMERSA HILLY COUNTRY    _A Droll Chapter by a Swiss Gossip_    I here beheld an agreeable old    fellow forgetting age and showing    the way to be young at sixtyfive    _Goldsmith_CHRISTMAS WITH THE BARONIOnce upon a timefairy tales always begin with once upon a timeonceupon a time there lived in a fine old castle on the Rhine a certainBaron von Schrochslofsleschshoffinger You will not find it an easy nameto pronounce in fact the baron never tried it himself but once andthen he was laid up for two days afterwards so in future we will merelycall him the baron for shortness particularly as he was rather adumpy manAfter having heard his name you will not be surprised when I tell youthat he was an exceedingly bad character For a baron he was consideredenormously rich a hundred and fifty pounds a year would not be thoughtmuch in this country but still it will buy a good deal of sausagewhich with wine grown on the estate formed the chief sustenance of thebaron and his familyNow you will hardly believe that notwithstanding he was the possessorof this princely revenue the baron was not satisfied but oppressedand ground down his unfortunate tenants to the very last penny he couldpossibly squeeze out of them In all his exactions he was seconded andencouraged by his steward Klootz an old rascal who took a maliciouspleasure in his masters cruelty and who chuckled and rubbed his handswith the greatest apparent enjoyment when any of the poor landholderscould not pay their rent or afforded him any opportunity foroppressionNot content with making the poor tenants pay double value for the landthey rented the baron was in the habit of going round every now andthen to their houses and ordering anything he took a fancy to from afat pig to a pretty daughter to be sent up to the castle The prettydaughter was made parlormaid but as she had nothing a year and tofind herself it wasnt what would be considered by careful mothers aneligible situation The fat pig became sausage of courseThings went on from bad to worse till at the time of our storybetween the alternate squeezings of the baron and his steward the poortenants had very little left to squeeze out of them The fat pigs andpretty daughters had nearly all found their way up to the castle andthere was little left to takeIllustration The Daughter of the BaronThe only help the poor fellows had was the barons only daughter LadyBertha who always had a kind word and frequently something moresubstantial for them when her father was not in the wayNow Im not going to describe Bertha for the simple reason that if Idid you would imagine that she was the fairy Im going to tell youabout and she isnt However I dont mind giving you a few outlinesIn the first place she was exceedingly tinythe nicest girls thereal lovable little pets always are tinyand she had long silkenblack hair and a dear dimpled little face full of love and mischiefNow then fill up the outline with the details of the nicest andprettiest girl you know and you will have a slight idea of her Onsecond thoughts I dont believe you will for your portrait wouldnt behalf good enough however it will be near enough for youWell the barons daughter being all your fancy painted her and atrifle more was naturally much distressed at the goingson of herunamiable parent and tried her best to make amends for her fathersharshness She generally managed that a good many pounds of the sausageshould find their way back to the owners of the original pig and whenthe baron tried to squeeze the hand of the pretty parlormaid which heoccasionally did after dinner Bertha had only to say in a tone ofmild remonstrance Pa and he dropped the hand instantly and staredvery hard the other wayBad as this disreputable old baron was he had a respect for thegoodness and purity of his child Like the lion tamed by the charm ofUnas innocence the rough old rascal seemed to lose in her presencehalf his rudeness and though he used awful language to her sometimesI dare say even Unas lion roared occasionally he was more tractablewith her than with any other living being Her presence operated as amoral restraint upon him which possibly was the reason that he neverstayed downstairs after dinner but always retired to a favoriteturret which I regret to say he had got so in the way of doing everyafternoon that I believe he would have felt unwell without itThe hour of the barons afternoon symposium was the time selected byBertha for her errands of charity Once he was fairly settled down tohis second bottle off went Bertha with her maid beside her carrying abasket to bestow a meal on some of the poor tenants among whom she wasalways received with blessingsAt first these excursions had been undertaken principally fromcharitable motives and Bertha thought herself plentifully repaid in thelove and thanks of her grateful pensionersOf late however another cause had led her to take even strongerinterest in her walks and occasionally to come in with brighter eyesand a rosier cheek than the gratitude of the poor tenants had been wontto produceThe fact is some months before,49
+Produced by Lionel SearFOEFARRELLBy Arthur Thomas QuillerCouchTO ANYONE WHO SUPPOSES THAT HE HAS A WORSE ENEMY THAN HIMSELFCONTENTSBOOK IINGREDIENTSPROLOGUENIGHT THE FIRSTJohn FoeNIGHT THE SECONDThe Meeting at the BathsNIGHT THE THIRDThe Grand researchNIGHT THE FOURTHAdventure of the Police StationNIGHT THE FIFTHAdventure of the CatalafinaNIGHT THE SIXTHAdventure of the PicturedromeNIGHT THE SEVENTHThe OutrageBOOK IITHE CHASENIGHT THE EIGHTHVendettaNIGHT THE NINTHThe Hunt is UpNIGHT THE TENTHPilgrimage of HateNIGHT THE ELEVENTHScience of the ChaseNIGHT THE TWELFTHThe _Emania_NIGHT THE THIRTEENTHEscapeBOOK IIITHE RETRIEVENIGHT THE FOURTEENTHSan RamonNIGHT THE FIFTEENTHRedivivusNIGHT THE SIXTEENTHCaptain MacnaughtenNIGHT THE SEVENTEENTHNo 2 BoatNIGHT THE EIGHTEENTHAnd so they came to the Island   NIGHT THE NINETEENTHThe CastawaysNIGHT THE TWENTIETHOne Man EscapesBOOK IVTHE COUNTERCHASENIGHT THE TWENTYFIRSTThe Yellow DogNIGHT THE TWENTYSECONDThe Second Man escapesNIGHT THE TWENTYTHIRDCounterchaseNIGHT THE TWENTYFOURTHConstantiaNIGHT THE TWENTYFIFTHThe Paying of the ScoreEPILOGUEBOOK IINGREDIENTS     If the red slayer thinks he slays        Or if the slain think he is slain     They know not well the subtle ways        I keep and pass and turn again                                      EMERSON _Brahma_     The best kind of revenge is not to become like him                                      MARCUS AURELIUS ANTONINUSPROLOGUEOtway told this story in a dugout which served for officers mess ofa fieldbattery somewhere near the Aisne but it has nothing to dowith the War  He told it in snatches night by night after themanner of Scheherazade in the _Arabian Nights Entertainments_ and asa rule to an auditory of two  Here is a full list of               PERSONS OF THE DIALOGUENARRATOR     Major Sir Roderick Otway Bart MC RFAAUDIENCE AND INTERLOCUTORS     Lieut John Polkinghorne  RFA of the Battery     Sec Lieut Samuel Barham MC  RFA of the Battery     Sec Lieut Percy YarrellSmith  RFA of the Battery     Sec Lieut Noel Williams RFA attached for instructionBut military duties usually restricted the audience to two at a timethough there were three on the night when Barham Sammy set his COgoing with a paragraph from an old newspaper  The captainoneMcInnes promoted from the ranksattended one stance only  He dweltdown at the wagonlines along with the Veterinary Officer andbrought up the ammunition most nights vanishing back in the smallhours like a ghost before cockcrowThe battery lay somewhat wide to the right of its fellows in thebrigade in a saucershaped hollow on the hillside well screenedwith scrub  Roughly it curved back from the straight lip overlookingthe slope in a threefifths segment of a circle and the officersmess made a short arc in it some way in rear of the gunsYou descended by steps cut in the soil and well pounded into adwelling rather commodious than large for Otwaywho knew aboutyachtshad taken a fancy to construct it nauticalwise with lockersthat served for seats at a narrow saloon table sleeping bunksexcavated along the sides and airholes like cabin toplightscunningly curtained by night under the shellproof coverIt cost us a week he wrote home to his sister to get the placeto my mind  Since then we have been adding fancy touches almostdaily and now the other batteries froth with envy  You see it hadto be contrived like the poets chest of drawers     A double debt to pay     Dosshouse by night and bagoftricks by dayAnd here we have lived now shooting and sleeping very littlesleeping for five solid weeks  All leave being off I have falleninto this way of life almost without a thought that there ever hadbeen or could be another and feel as if my destiny were to go onat it for ever and ever  And this at thirtyfive SallyIt must be ever so much worse for the youngsters one would sayAnyway I have had ten good years that they are missing   Cambridge Henley Lords Ascot and hometotidy and afterwardsthe little Mercedes and you and I rolling in to Princes and thetheatre whilst good old Bob is for the House to take _his_exercises walking the lobbies clean linen after the bath and my ownsister beside meshe that always knew how to dressand the summerevening over Hyde Park Corner and the Green Park    No I mustntgo on It is _verboten_ even to think of a white shirt until theBosch hangs out the tail of _his_My youngsters are missing all this I tell myself  Yet they are acheerful crowd and keep smiling on their Papa  The worst is a kindof paralysis seems to have smitten our home mails and generaltransport for close upon a fortnight  No letters no parcelsbutone case of wine six weeks overdue with half the bottles in shardsno newspapers  This last specially afflicts young Sammy Barham whois a glutton for the halfpenny press which again is odd because hiscomments on it are vitriolicNo booksthats the very worst  Our mess library went astray inthe last move no great loss perhaps except for the _Irish RM_which I was reading for the nth time  The only relic that survivesand follows us everywhere like an intelligent hound is a novel ofScottish sentiment entitled _But and Ben_  The heroine wearsp 2 a dress of some soft white clinging materialwhich mayaccount for it  Young YSmith who professes to have read the workfrom cover to cover asserts that this material clings to herthroughout but I doubt the,0
+Produced by David Newman Clare Boothby Linda Cantoniand the Online Distributed Proofreading Team athttpwwwpgdpnetRESONANCEINSINGING AND SPEAKINGBYTHOMAS FILLEBROWN MD DMDTWENTYONE YEARS PROFESSOR OF OPERATIVE DENTISTRY AND ORAL SURGERY INHARVARD UNIVERSITY MEMBER OF THE AMERICAN MEDICAL ASSOCIATION THEACADEMY OF DENTAL SCIENCE THE NEW ENGLAND OTOLOGICAL ANDLARYNGOLOGICAL ASSOCIATION ETC LECTURER ON VOICE DEVELOPMENTTHIRD EDITIONIllustration THE MUSIC STUDENTS LIBRARYBOSTONOLIVER DITSON COMPANYNEW YORKCHAS H DITSON  COCHICAGOLYON  HEALY_Copyright MCMXI_BY OLIVER DITSON COMPANYInternational Copyright securedTranscribers Note Text in bold is surrounded by  Text in italicsis surrounded by _TO THE MEMORY OFWILLIAM HASKELL STOCKBRIDGEPUPIL OF VANNUCCINI AND MY FIRST INSTRUCTOR IN VOICE CULTURE THISVOLUME IS AFFECTIONATELY DEDICATEDPREFACEEfforts to develop my own voice and the voices of my patients afteroperations for cleft palate aided by anatomical study resulted in aplan for the focusing and development of the human voice quitedifferent from any other yet published or so far as I know yetproposed This plan has proved so successful in my later life that Ifeel emboldened to offer it for the consideration of speakers andsingersWhile twentyfive years ago few of the principles here described wereacknowledged or even recognized within the last decade almost allhave been advocated separately by different teachers or writers Atthe present time therefore originality consists only in theclassification of the principles into a systematic progressive wholeand in arranging a simpler and more practical method of applying themthus making the desired results much more quickly attainableIt is attempted in this volume only to describe the value of eachelement in the production of the perfect tone and to demonstrate theprinciples which if properly and faithfully applied will develop thebest that is possible in each individual voice and prepare the pupilto enter upon the more advanced arts of speaking and singingIn 1903 I prepared a series of papers on _The Art of Vocalism_ whichwere published in _The Étude_ in May June and July of that yearThese articles are incorporated in this work In connection withdifferent organs and conditions important principles are stated andrestated This repetition is thought desirable in order that thefundamentals may be kept prominently before the mind and impressedupon the attentionI believe that a careful study of this volume will prove of essentialservice to teachers and advanced pupils of singing and oratoryespecially to young teachers just entering upon their duties Itsmethod will be found adapted to the instruction of pupils of allgrades from the kindergarten to the Conservatory of Music and theSchool of OratoryI shall be gratified if this outcome of years of experience constantstudy and tested methods shall prove helpful to those who seekmastery of the art of beautiful speaking and singingIllustration signature Thomas FillebrownCONTENTS      PREFACE                                            vii      INTRODUCTION                                         1   I THE VOCAL INSTRUMENT                                 6  II THE SPEAKING VOICE AND PRONUNCIATION                16 III BREATH CONTROL                                      23  IV BREATHING EXERCISES                                 33   V REGISTERS                                           38  VI RESONANCE IN GENERAL                                43 VII HEAD AND NASAL RESONANCE                            51VIII PLACING THE VOICE                                   56  IX THROAT STIFFNESS                                    74   X SOME GENERAL CONSIDERATIONS                         77  XI THE PSYCHOLOGY OF VOCAL CULTURE                     82      BOOKS CONSULTED                                     86      INDEX,23
+Produced by Louise Hope Carlo Traverso and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet Thisfile was produced from images generously made availableby the Bibliothèque nationale de France BnFGallica athttpgallicabnffr                                    Smithsonian InstitutionBureau of Ethnology        THE SEMINOLE INDIANS OF FLORIDA                       by                CLAY MacCAULEY                                   CONTENTS                                                  Page  Letter of transmittal                            475  Introduction                                     477CHAPTER I  Personal characteristics                         481    Physical characteristics                       481      Physique of the men                          481      Physique of the women                        482    Clothing                                       482      Costume of the men                           483      Costume of the women                         485    Personal adornment                             486      Hairdressing                                 466      Ornamentation of clothing                    487      Use of beads                                 487      Silver disks                                 488      Ear rings                                    488      Finger rings                                 489      Silver vs gold                              489      Crescents                                    489    Mele                                          489    Psychical characteristics                      490      Koniphatco                                492      Intellectual ability,4
+Produced by David Garcia Jeannie Howse and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet Thisfile was produced from images generously made availableby The Kentuckiana Digital Library                                            Transcribers Note                                                                                                                 The  symbol is used to represent the musical symbol sharp                                                                         A number of obvious typographical errors have been corrected      in this text For a complete list please see the end of          this document                                                                                                                                                        CICELYAND OTHER STORIES                                   Works of                                                   Annie Fellows Johnston                                                                                                            THE LITTLE COLONEL SERIES                          The Little Colonel                                 50           The Giant Scissors                                  50           Two Little Knights of Kentucky                      50             The three stories above are also published in one                volume entitled The Little Colonel Stories 150             The Little Colonels House Party                   100           The Little Colonels Holidays                      150           The Little Colonels Hero                  _net_  120           The Little Colonel at BoardingSchool      _net_  120,30
+Produced by Roger Frank and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetTHE ALCHEMISTS SECRETBYISABEL CECILIA WILLIAMSP J KENEDY  SONS44 BARCLAY STREET NEW YORKCOPYRIGHT 1910BYP J KENEDY  SONSCONTENTS                                                        PAGETHE PASSING OF TONY                                       11THE TRAMP                                                 27HE HATH PUT DOWN THE MIGHTY                             42A MEMORABLE CHRISTMAS MORNING                             58NANCYS TALE                                              72PATSY                                                     88THREE EVENINGS IN A LIFE                                 103THE ELEVENTH HOUR                                        116THE STORY OF JULIE BENOIT                                130PETER                                                    150GODS WAY                                                165THE PASSING OF TONYLast mail in Mis BascombLast mails in TonyBe there anything for me tonightWidow Bascomb knew perfectly well there was not but she reached for asmall pile of letters in a pigeonhole on her right and glanced over themrapidly Her sour visage and rasping voice softened perceptibly as shesmiled on the little old man before herSorry Tony theres nothing for you tonightThank you Mis Bascomb praps itll come tomorrow and Tony turnedaway with a sigh and moved towards the doorA group of men were gathered around the stove smoking and exchangingthe gossip of the town These greeted him kindly as he passed and hereturned the greetings half absently Before opening the door the oldman stopped to give his woolen muffler one more turn around his neckPurty cold snap this he remarked to the company in general Looksas if wed have snow fore mornin and a white Christmas after allGoodnight Mis Bascomb goodnight boys A merry Christmas to youall and Tony stepped out into the frosty air of the December eveningHe sighed again as he turned up over the hill to the left and startedfor home It had been a long cold walk down to the village and itwould be equally long and even colder on the way back for a sharp windwas blowing directly in his face It was a bad night for an old man likeTony to be abroad and he was almost sorry that he had ventured out Butthere was his promise to Martha it would never do to break that Marthahad always been of a more hopeful turn of mind than he anyway Whileshe was still alive she had imparted to him the same spirit of trust andhopefulness which shone in her steady gray eyes but since God had takenMartha and left him all alone in the world of care and trouble life hadbeen hard indeedHe had promised Martha never to omit the daily visit to the postofficeto inquire for the letter which thus far had failed to arrive Marthahad been so sure that Sallie would write to them some day Sallietheir handsome wilful daughter who had passed out of their livesnearly fifteen years before He never blamed Sallie for wanting to leavethem what could a tiny village like this offer to one as clever aspretty as ambitious as Sallie had been The neighbors had said manyunkind things of Sallie but he heeded them not They had called hervain idle and silly they said the folks at the big house had spoiledher and put notions into her head They told him he did a foolish thingwhen he allowed her to go as maid to the lady of the,26
+Produced by Keith Edkins and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetNEW WORDANALYSISORSCHOOL ETYMOLOGY OF ENGLISH DERIVATIVE WORDS_WITH PRACTICAL EXERCISES_INSPELLING ANALYZING DEFINING SYNONYMS ANDTHE USE OF WORDSBY WILLIAM SWINTONGOLD MEDALIST FOR TEXTBOOKS PARIS EXPOSITION 1878 AND AUTHOR OFSWINTONS GEOGRAPHIES OUTLINES OF THE WORLDSHISTORY LANGUAGE SERIES ETCNEW YORK  CINCINNATI  CHICAGOAMERICAN BOOK COMPANY_Copyright_ 1879BY WILLIAM SWINTONPREFACEThe present textbook is a newmodeling and rewriting of Swintons_WordAnalysis_ first published in 1871 It has grown out of a largeamount of testimony to the effect that the older book while valuable as amanual of methods in the hands of teachers is deficient in practiceworkfor pupilsThis testimony dictated a double procedure first to retain the old_methods_ secondly to add an adequate amount of new _matter_Accordingly in the present manual the few Latin roots and derivativeswith the exercises thereon have been retainedunder Part II The LatinElementas simply a _method of study_1 There have then been added inDivision II Abbreviated Latin Derivatives no fewer than two hundredand twenty Latin rootwords with their most important English offshoots Inorder to concentrate into the limited available space so large an amount ofnew matter it was requisite to devise a novel mode of indicating theEnglish derivatives What this mode is teachers will see in the sectionpages 50104 The author trusts that it will prove well suited toclassroom work and in many other ways interesting and valuable should itnot a good deal of labor both of the lamp and of the file will have beenmisplacedTo one matter of detail in connection with the Latin and Greek derivativesthe author wishes to call special attention the Latin and the Greek rootsare as keywords given in this book in the form of the _presentinfinitive_the present indicative and the supine being of courseadded For this there is one sufficient justification to wit that thepresent infinitive is the form in which a Latin or a Greek root is alwaysgiven in Webster and other received lexicographic authorities It is acurious fact that in all the school etymologies the present indicativeshould have been given as the root and is explicable only from theaccident that it is the keyform in the Latin dictionaries The change intoconformity with our English dictionaries needs no defense and willprobably hereafter be imitated by all authors of school etymologiesIn this compilation the author has followed in the main the last editionof Websters Unabridged the etymologies in which carry the authoritativesanction of Dr Mahn but reference has constantly been had to the works ofWedgwood Latham and Haldeman as also to the English Etymology of DrJames Douglass to whom the author is specially indebted in the Greek andAngloSaxon sectionsWSNEW YORK 1879CONTENTS  PART I  INTRODUCTION                                                 PAGE    I ELEMENTS OF THE ENGLISH VOCABULARY                          1   II ETYMOLOGICAL CLASSES OF WORDS                               5  III PREFIXES AND SUFFIXES                                       5   IV RULES OF SPELLING USED IN FORMING DERIVATIVE WORDS          6  PART II  THE LATIN ELEMENT    I LATIN PREFIXES                                              9   II LATIN SUFFIXES                                             12  III DIRECTIONS IN THE STUDY OF LATIN DERIVATIVES               21       LATIN ROOTS AND ENGLISH DERIVATIVES                        23           DIVISION  I METHOD OF STUDY                           23           DIVISION II ABBREVIATED LATIN DERIVATIVES             50  PART III  THE GREEK ELEMENT    I GREEK PREFIXES                                            105   II GREEK ALPHABET                                            106       GREEK ROOTS AND ENGLISH DERIVATIVES,9
+Produced by The Online Distributed Proofreading Team athttpwwwpgdpnet This file was produced from imagesgenerously made available by The Internet ArchiveAmericanLibrariesTHE NEW PENELOPEANDOTHER STORIES AND POEMSBYMrs Frances Fuller VictorSan FranciscoA L BANCROFT  COMPANY PRINTERS1877Copyright 1877 byMRS FRANCES FULLER VICTORPREFACEThis collection consists of sketches of Pacific Coast life most ofwhich have appeared from time to time in the _Overland Monthly_ andother Western magazines If they have a merit it is because theypicture scenes and characters having the charm of newness andoriginality such as belong to border lifeThe poems embraced in the collection have been written at all periodsof my life and therefore cannot be called peculiarly Western But theyembody feelings and emotions common to all hearts East or West and assuch I dedicate them to my friends on the Pacific Coast but mostespecially in OregonPortland August 1877CONTENTSSTORIES                                                   PAGEThe New Penelope                                      9A Curious Interview                                  80Mr Elas Story                                      96On the Sands                                        112An Old Fool                                         132How Jack Hastings Sold His Mine                     180What They Told Me at Wilsons Bar                   197Miss Jorgensen                                      212Sam Rices Romance                                  231El Tesoro                                           247POEMSA Pagan Reverie                                     269Passing by Helicon                                  272Lost at Sea                                         275Twas June Not I                                   276Lines to a Lump of Virgin Gold                      281Magdalena                                           284Repose                                              289Aspasia                                             291A Reprimand                                         296To Mrs                                         297Moonlight Memories                                  299Verses for M,3
+Produced by Barbara Tozier Bill Tozier Janet Blenkinshipand the Online Distributed Proofreading Team athttpwwwpgdpnetIllustration That gardening is best  which best ministers to mansfelicity with least disturbance of natures freedomThis is my study The tree in the middle of the picture is Barries elmI once lifted it between my thumb and finger but I was younger and thetree was smaller The dark tree in the foreground on the right is FelixAdlers hemlock Page 82THE AMATEUR GARDENBYGEORGE W CABLEILLUSTRATEDCHARLES SCRIBNERS SONSNEW YORK MCMXIV_Copyright 1914 by_CHARLES SCRIBNERS SONS_Published October 1914_  CONTENTS                                                                    PAGE  MY OWN ACRE                                                          1  THE AMERICAN GARDEN                                                 41  WHERE TO PLANT WHAT                                                 79  THE COTTAGE GARDENS OF NORTHAMPTON                                 107  THE PRIVATE GARDENS PUBLIC VALUE                                  129  THE MIDWINTER GARDENS OF NEW ORLEANS                               163  ILLUSTRATIONS  That gardening is best  which best ministers to mans       felicity with least disturbance of natures freedom     _Frontis_   that suddenly falling wooded and broken ground where Mill       River loiters through Paradise                                 6  On this green of the dryads  lies My Own Acre                   8  The beautiful millpond behind its high dam keeps the river full      back to the rapids just above My Own Acre                      12  A fountain  where oneor twocan sit and hear it whisper   22  The bringing of the grove out on the lawn and the pushing of       the lawn in under the grove was one of the early tasks of My       Own Acre                                                      24  Souvenir trees had from time to time been planted on the lawn       by visiting friends                                           26  How the words were said which some of the planters spoke          28  Where are you going says the eye Come and see says the       roaming line                                                  34  The lane is open to view from end to end It has two deep bays       on the side nearest the lawn                                  36   until the house itself seems as naturally  to grow up       out of the garden as the high keynote rises at the end       of a ladys song,17
+Produced by Paul Murray Richard J Shiffer and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetTranscribers Note Every effort has been made to replicate this textas faithfully as possible including obsolete and variant spellingsand other inconsistencies Text that has been changed to correct anobvious error is noted at the end of this ebook  CRITICAL  MISCELLANIES  BY  JOHN MORLEY  VOL III  Essay 9 The Expansion of England  London  MACMILLAN AND CO LIMITED  NEW YORK THE MACMILLAN COMPANY  1904THE EXPANSION OF ENGLAND  Politics and History                                             291  In relation to the eighteenth century                            294  Mr Green and his _History of the English People_                297  The secession of the American colonies                           300  The mechanical and industrial development of England             301  The Americans and Independence                                   303  The moral of Mr Seeleys book                                   305  Organisation in time of war                                      306  Sir Henry Parkes on Australia                                    307  Mr Archibald Forbes and the Australian colonies                 313  Proposals made by the Earl of Dunraven regarding the  colonies                                                         316  The formation of an imperial Zollverein or Greater Customs  Union                                                            318  Sir Thomas Farrers _Fair Trade_ v _Free Trade_                 318  The colonies to be represented in the British Parliament         319  Lord Grey                                                        320  Mr W E Forsters address on our Colonial Empire               321  The Newfoundland Fishery dispute                                 329  The Germanic Confederation                                       331  Conclusion                                                       334THE EXPANSION OF ENGLANDThere is a vulgar view of politics which sinks them into a merestruggle of interests and parties and there is a foppish kind ofhistory which aims only at literary display which produces delightfulbooks hovering between poetry and prose These perversions accordingto me come from an unnatural divorce between two subjects whichbelong to one another Politics are vulgar when they are notliberalised by history and history fades into mere literature when itloses sight of its relation to practical politics These very justremarks are made by Mr Seeley in a new book which everybody has beenreading and which is an extremely interesting example of that unionof politics with history which its author regards as so useful or evenindispensable for the successful prosecution of either history orpolitics His lectures on the expansion of England contain asuggestive and valuable study of two great movements in our historyone of,4
+Produced by Claudio Paganelli Carlo Traverso and theOnline Distributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetThis file was produced from images generously madeavailable by the Bibliothèque nationale de FranceBnFGallica at httpgallicabnffrPOESIEINEDITEDISILVIO PELLICOLAutore intende di godere del privilegio conceduto dalleRegie Patenti del 28 febbrajo 1826 avendo egli adempitoquanto esse prescrivonoPOESIEINEDITEDISILVIO PELLICOVOLUME PRIMOTORINOTIPOGRAFIA CHIRIO E MINAMDCCCXXXVIIAI LETTORIAvendo alquanto coltivato la poesia sin da giovenili anni e trattonedolcezza non so cessare damarla e di lasciarmi talvolta da essaispirare scrivendo i miei più intimi pensieri e sentimenti Così sonnati i versi che oggi mavventuro di pubblicare sebbene siaconsapevole essere in questi il buon desiderio molto maggiore delmerito e sebbene soglia dirsi nelletà nostra giovare che gliscrittori italiani gareggiano piuttosto in moltiplicare le buoneprose che in arricchire il tesoro della poesia patria già cotantoabbondante ed egregio Non condanno siffatta opinione a favore dellebuone prose le quali pur vorrei vedere aumentarsi ogni giorno nellanostra letteratura ma dimando grazia anche per le poeticheproduzioni Se svolgono affetti lodevoli e verità religiose e civilile impressioni che fanno su gli animi possono riuscire benefiche alpari dimpressioni destate da libri morali daltro genereNon poca parte de versi che do alla luce si riferisce precipuamentealle mie vicende a miei dolori alle mie speranze alle consolazionirecatemi dalla Fede Mi sono chiesto se non era temerità il dipingeresì lungamente me stesso e forse ellè temerità infatti  Mènondimeno sembrato che la pittura del mio cuore acquistasse un rilievodagli oggetti nobilissimi che vho associato e segnatamente dal piùsublime di tuttiIddioSospetto che avrei fatto meglio a parlare di Lui di Religione diVirtù senza tanto a me medesimo por mente ma non ho saputo Ilbenigno lettore gradirà con indulgenza questa confessione hoargomento di sperarlo sapendo che altra volta già mè statogeneralmente perdonato il rappresentare con tutta fiducia linternodellanima miaAL MARCHESETANCREDI FALLETTI DI BAROLOED ALLA MARCHESAGIULIETTA NATA COLBERTSUA CONSORTEOMAGGIO DELLAUTORELA MIA GIOVENTÙ          Cor mundum crea in me Deus                       _Ps_ 50Lamento sui fuggiti anni primieri  Che fecondi di speme Iddio mi dava  E di ricchi damore alti pensieriTra giubili ed affanni io magitava  Ed incessanti studi e bramosia  Di sollevarmi dalla turba ignavaE spesso dentro al cor parola udìa  Che diceami delluom sublimi cose  Tali che desser uomo insuperbìaPupille aver credea sì generose  Il mio intelletto che dovesser tutte  Schiudersi a lui le verità nascoseE di ragion nelle più forti lutte  Io mi scagliava indomito sognante  Che sempre indagin lumi eccelsi frutteQuella vita arditissima ed amante  Di scïenza e di gloria e di giustizia  Alzarmi imprometteva a gioie santeNè sol fremeva dellaltrui nequizia  Ma quando reo me stesso io discopriva  Lore mi savvolgean donta e mestiziaPoi dal perturbamento io risalíva  A proposti elevati ed a preghiere  Me concitando a carità più vivaPerocchè mavvedea chuom possedere  Stima non può di se medesmo e pace  Sei non calca del Bel le vie sincereMa allor che fulger più parea la face  Di mia virtù vi si mescea repente  Dinnato orgoglio il lucicar fallaceE allor Dio si scostava da mia mente  E a gravi rischi mi traea baldanza  Ed infelice erio novellamenteSe così vissi in lunga titubanza  Ondor vergogno ah tu pur sai mio Dio  Che tremenda cingeami ostil possanzaSfavillante dingegno il secol mio  Ma da irreligiose ire insanito  Parlava audace ed ascoltavalioE perocchè tra suoi sofismi ordito  Pur tralucea qualche pregevol lampo  Spesso da quelli io mi sentìa irretitoEgli imprecando ogni maligno inciampo  Sciogliea della ragion laudi stupende  Ma insiem menava di bestemmie vampoEd io come colui che intento pende  Da labbra eloquentissime e divine  E ogni lor detto allalma gli sapprendeMeditando del secol le dottrine  Inclinava i miei sensi alcuna volta  Di servil riverenza entro il confineTardi vidio cha indegne colpe avvolta  Era sua sapïenza e vidi tardi  Chei debaccava per superbia stoltaTrasvolaron frattanto i dì gagliardi  Della mia giovinezza e sovra mille  Splendide larve io posto avea gli sguardiE nulla oprai che dalta luce brille  E si sprecar fra inani desidèri  Dellalma mia bollente le favilleLamento sui fuggiti anni primieri  Che deccelse speranze ebbi fecondi  E di ricchi damore alti pensieriMa sien grazie al Signor che ne profondi  Delirii miei pur non sorrisi io mai  Aglinimici suoi più furibondiSempre attraverso tutte nebbie i rai  Del Vangel mi venian racconsolando  Sempre la Croce occultamente amaiEd il maggior mio gaudio era allorquando  In una chiesa io stava i dì beati  Di mia credente infanzia rammentandoQue dì pieni di fede in che insegnati  Dal caro mi venian labbro materno  I portenti onde al ciel siamo appellatiDi nuovo fean di me poscia governo  La incostanza gli esempi ed il timore  Dellaltrui vile e tracotante schernoE lira tua mertai per tanto errore  Ma glindelebili anni che passaro  Ritesser non mè dato o mio SignorePresentarti non posso altro riparo  Che duolo e preci e fè nel divo sangue  Di cui non fosti sulla terra avaroPer chiunque a tuoi piè pentito langueA DIO            Et anima mea illi vivet                    _Ps_ 21Duopo ho damarti e duopo ho che tu mami  O tu che per amar mi desti un cuore  Son mal fermi quaggiù tutti i legami  Tu sei solo immutabile o Signore  Samo creati cuor fa chio rïami  In essi te che mi comandi amore  Se daltri il braccio mi sostiene alquanto  Sostenga essi con me tuo braccio santoOvanco intorno a me sien petti cari  No mai bastar non ponno al mio conforto  Spesso agitato da,9
+Produced by Suzanne Lybarger Jacqueline Jeremy BrianJanes and the Online Distributed Proofreading Team athttpwwwpgdpnetTHE FIFTH WHEELIllustration Why Breck dont be absurd I wouldnt _marry_ you foranything in the world_Page 24_    THE    FIFTH WHEEL    _A NOVEL_    BY    OLIVE HIGGINS PROUTY    AUTHOR OF    BOBBIE GENERAL MANAGER    Illustration    _WITH FOUR ILLUSTRATIONS BY    JAMES MONTGOMERY FLAGG_    NEW YORK    FREDERICK A STOKES COMPANY    PUBLISHERS    _Copyright 1916 by_    FREDERICK A STOKES COMPANY    _Copyright 1915 1916 by_    THE PHILLIPS PUBLISHING COMPANY    _All rights reserved including that of translation    into foreign languages_    DEDICATED    TO    MY MOTHERCONTENTS    CHAPTER                                                 PAGE         I RUTH VARS COMES OUT                                1        II BRECKENRIDGE SEWALL                               10       III EPISODE OF A SMALL DOG                            18        IV A BACKSEASON DÉBUTANTE                           27         V THE UNIMPORTANT FIFTH WHEEL                       36        VI BRECK SEWALL AGAIN                                44       VII THE MILLIONS WIN                                  50      VIII THE HORSESHOW                                    56        IX CATASTROPHE                                       69         X A UNIVERSITY TOWN                                 80        XI A WALK IN THE RAIN                                90       XII A DINNER PARTY                                   101      XIII LUCY TAKES UP THE NARRATIVE                      112       XIV BOB TURNS OUT A CONSERVATIVE                     124        XV ANOTHER CATASTROPHE                              135       XVI A FAMILY CONFERENCE                              142      XVII RUTH GOES TO NEW YORK                            156     XVIII A YEAR LATER                                     166       XIX RUTH RESUMES HER OWN STORY                       177        XX THE FIFTH WHEEL GAINS WINGS,59
+Produced by Graeme Mackreth and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetBANZAIIllustration Thats the Japanese _Satsuma_ Togos _Satsuma_BANZAIBYPARABELLUMLEIPZIGTHEODOR WEICHER PUBLISHERNEW YORKTHE BAKER  TAYLOR CO SALES AGENTS33 EAST 17TH STREET UNION SQUARECOPYRIGHT 1908 BYTHEODOR WEICHERCOPYRIGHT 1908 BYTHE BAKER  TAYLOR CO_All rights reserved_ENTERED AT STATIONERS HALL LONDONPublished January 1909THE TROW PRESS NEW YORKCONTENTS                                               PAGEFOREWORD                                         viiINTRODUCTION                                      ixCHAPTERIIN MANILA                                      1IION THE HIGH SEAS                             34IIIHOW IT BEGAN                                49IVECHOES IN NEW YORK                           61VFATHER AND SON                                69VIA NIGHT IN NEW YORK                          77VIITHE RED SUN OVER THE GOLDEN GATE            96VIIIIN THE BOWELS OF THE EARTH                105IXA FORTYEIGHTHOUR BALANCE                 121XADMIRAL PERRYS FATE                         142XICAPTAIN WINSTANLEY                          171XIIARE YOU WINSTANLEY                        185XIIITHE REVENGE FOR PORTSMOUTH                192XIVON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE WHIRLPOOL         206XVA RAY OF LIGHT                              211XVITHROUGH FIRE AND SMOKE                     217XVIIWHAT HAPPENED AT CORPUS CHRISTI           228XVIIITHE BATTLE OF THE BLUE MOUNTAINS         243XIXTHE ASSAULT ON HILGARD                     272XXA FRIEND IN NEED                           286XXIDARK SHADOWS                               295XXIIREMEMBER HILGARD                          306XXIIIIN THE WHITE HOUSE                       312FOREWORDEvery American familiar with the modern international political horizonmust have experienced a feeling of solid satisfaction at the news that aformidable American fleet was to be dispatched to the waters of thePacific and the cruise of our warships has been followed with intenseinterest by every loyal citizen of our Republic The reasons thatrendered the long and dramatic voyage of our fleet most opportune areidentical with the motives that actuated the publication of thistranslation from the German of a work which exhibits a remarkable graspof facts coupled with a marvelously vivid power of description It is nosecret that our ships were sent to the Pacific to minimize the danger ofa conflict with our great commercial rival in the Far East if not toavert it altogether and _Banzai_ it seems to me should perform asimilar mission The graphic recital I take it is not intended toincite a feeling of animosity between two nations which have everyreason to maintain friendly relations but rather to call the attentionof the American people to the present woeful lack of preparedness andat the same time to assist in developing a spirit of sound patriotismthat prefers silent action to blatant braggadocio That the PacificOcean may become in truth the Peaceful Ocean and never resoundto the clash of American arms is the devout wish of one whobelievesimplicitlywith Moltke in the old proverb _Si vis pacempara bellum_If,58
+Produced by Jeannie Howse David Clarke and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet Thisfile was produced from images generously made availableby The Internet ArchiveCanadian Libraries                                            Transcribers Note                                                                                                                 Inconsistent hyphenation and unusual spelling in the              original document has been preserved The style used by the       author to record time is 60 rather than the modern 600                                                                          A number of obvious typographical errors have been corrected      in this text For a complete list please see the end of          this document                                                                                                                                                        LETTERS FROMFRANCEWRITTEN BYISAAC ALEXANDER MACKTHE YOUNGERLIEUTENANT OF THE11TH SUFFOLK REGIMENTAND LATERCAPTAIN OF THE101ST TRENCH MORTAR BATTERYPRIVATELY PRINTEDLETTERS FROM FRANCE                                                   11TH SUFFOLKS                                   BEF Monday January 10th 1916My darling MotherThis will probably be a long letter I hope you will not get boredwith it Please keep this letter and any that follow it so that atthe end of the war I may perhaps achieve fame as the author ofDrivellings of a young Officer at the Front As I have not got usedto the routine out here I will describe all the last few days as theystrike me because probably when I have been out here a littleeverything will become such a matter of course that it will bedifficult to give you any idea of what our life is like unless I beginwith a good chapter oneCHAPTER IThe young soldiers last day in EnglandThe last day or two was rather a rush Thursday we frantically packedvalises and vainly attempted to reduce them to something near theregulation 35lbs At first one put in a wardrobe fit for Darius goingto conquer Greece which when put on the scale gaily passed itsmaximum of 55 pounds Then out came slacks shoes scarves all sortsof things The weighing was then repeated and further reductionsembarked upon the final result being about 45 lbs However we packedthem up tight and they all passed all right Friday was an awful dayspent in full marching field service order inspections and rumoursof absurd Divisional and Brigade operations which were to take placeat night although we were to rise at 4 am to march to the stationHowever the operations were only for Company Commanders and so wewere savedIn the afternoon we bought all the things we thought we had forgottenAs everything was packed up a group of halfadozen of us assembledround the antiroom fire to attempt to obtain a little sleep I had achair and a great coat to go over me The others slept on the floorwith table clothes and such like things We kept a huge fire burningall night and unfortunately instead of going to sleep one could nothelp looking into its red depths and seeing the pictures of men andhorses you always see in fires Personally I did not sleep at allonly rested and dozed At 30 am a man came in and announced in astentorian voice The Corporal of the Guards compliments to CaptainSeddon and it is 3 oclock Appreciation of the fact from CaptainSeddon who had been sleeping in unprintable language which finallyresolved itself in a complaint that he had not been introduced to theCorporal,60
+Produced by Roger Frank and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetTOM SLADE AT TEMPLE CAMPByPERCY K FITZHUGHAuthor ofTHE TOM SLADE BOOKSTHE ROY BLAKELEY BOOKSTHE PEEWEE HARRIS BOOKSPublished with the approval ofTHE BOY SCOUTS OF AMERICAWHITMAN PUBLISHING CORACINE WISCONSINCopyright MCMXVIIGROSSET  DUNLAPPrinted in the United States of AmericaTABLE OF CONTENTS       I ROYS SACRIFICE                        1      II INDIAN SCOUT SIGN                     10     III PEEWEE AND MARY TEMPLE               19      IV TOM AND ROY                           25       V FIRST COUP OF THE MASCOT              32      VI THE SHELTER                           52     VII THE GOOD TURN                       70    VIII BON VOYAGE                           79      IX THE MYSTERY                           94       X PEEWEES ADVENTURE                  110      XI TRACKS AND TRAILING                  124     XII THE LONG ARM OF THE SCOUT            136    XIII TEMPLE CAMP                          150     XIV HERO CABIN                           165      XV COWARD                               177     XVI OSTRACIZED                           188    XVII THE WINNING OF THE GOLDEN CROSS      197CHAPTER IROYS SACRIFICERejected by a large majorityI mean elected by a large majorityRoy Blakeley gathered up the ballots in his two hands dropped them intothe shoe box and pushed the box across the table to Mr Ellsworth as ifthe matter were finally settledHonorable Roy Blakeley he added didnt even carry his own patrolThis humiliating confession offered in Roys gayest manner was trueThe Silver Foxes had turned from their leader and to a scout voted forTom Slade It was hinted that Roy himself was responsible for this buthe was a good politician and would not talk There was also a dark rumorthat a certain young lady was mixed up in the matter and it is a factthat only the night before Roy and Mary Temple had been seen in earnestconverse on the wide veranda at Grantley Square by Peewee Harris whobelieved that a scout should be observantBe this as it may Tom had carried his own patrol the Elksunanimously and the Silver Foxes had voted for him like instructeddelegates while among the proud and dignified Ravens there had been butone dissenting vote Someone had cast this for Peewee Harris theSilver Fox mascot and the troops chief exhibit But of course it wasonly a joke The idea of Peewee going away as assistant camp managerwas preposterous Why you could hardly see him without a magnifyingglassIf this particular majority had been much larger announced Roy itwouldnt have been a majority at all it would have been a unanimityA una _what_ someone askedA unanimitythats Latin for home run Seems a pity that the onlything that prevented a clean sweep was a little threefoot pocketedition of a boy scoutAt this moment Peewee by a miracle of dexterity landed a ball oftwine plunk in the middle of Roys faceRoy laughed Mr Ellsworth youre a good campaign managerHes a boss shouted Peewee thats what he is A boss is a fellerthat has people elected and then makes them do what he saysWell you were glad enough to vote for him with the rest werent youlaughed the scoutmasterAnd Peewee had to confess that he wasBut there was no doubt that Roy had managed the whole thing and if everpolitical boss saw his fondest wishes realized Roy did nowI think said Mr Ellsworth that it is up to Tom to deliver hisspeech of acceptanceSure it is said Westy Martin Silver Fox We want to know hispolicies Is he going to favor the Elks or is he going to be neutralIs he for troop first or camp first asked Doc Carson Raven andFirstaid scoutIs Roy Blakeley going to come in for three or four helpings at messbecause he ran,0
+Produced by Sankar Viswanathan and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet This book wasproduced from scanned images of public domain materialfrom the Google Print project                         Transcribers note  1 The spelling accents and diacritical marks of Sanskrit words is  not consistent through the book The original spelling accents and  diacritical marks are retained  2 The inline notes refer to lines in the poems These have been  converted to footnotes for easy reference The information regarding  the line referred to is however retained                          NALA AND DAMAYANTI                           AND OTHER POEMS  TRANSLATED FROM THE SANSCRIT INTO ENGLISH VERSE WITH MYTHOLOGICAL                         AND CRITICAL NOTES                                BY THE                    REV HENRY HART MILMAN M APREBENDARY OF WESTMINSTER MINISTER OF ST MARGARETS AND LATE PROFESSOR                OF POETRY IN THE UNIVERSITY OF OXFORD                        OXFORD D A TALBOYS                             M DCCC XXXV                                   TO MY MOTHERTO WHOM THESE TRANSLATIONS HAVE AFFORDEDMUCH PLEASUREAND TO WHOM AT HER ADVANCED AGETO HAVE AFFORDED PLEASUREIS THE MOST GRATIFYING REWARD OF LITERARYLABOURTHIS VOLUME IS INSCRIBEDBY HER AFFECTIONATE SON                                   CONTENTSNALA AND DAMAYANTI  NOTESTHE DEATH OF YAJNADATTA  NOTESTHE BRAHMINS LAMENT  NOTESTHE DELUGETHE DESCENT OF THE GANGES                                   PREFACEThose friends who have taken an interest in my literary productionsmay feel some surprise at my appearance in the character of atranslator of Sanscrit poetry To those and indeed to all who maytake up the present volume I owe some explanation of my pretensionsas a faithful interpreter of my original text Those pretensions arevery humble and I can unfeignedly say that if the field had beenlikely to be occupied by others who might unite poetical powers witha profound knowledge of the sacred language of India I should havewithdrawn at once from the competition But in fact in this countrythe students of oriental literature endowed with a taste and feelingfor poetry are so few in number that any attempt to make known thepeculiar character of those remarkable works the old mythologicalepics of India may be received with indulgence by all who areinterested in the history of poetry Mr Wilson alone since Sir WJones has united a poetical genius with deep Sanscrit scholarshipbut he has in general preferred the later and more polishedperiodthat of Kalidasa and the dramatiststo the ruder yet in myopinion not less curious and poetical strains of the older epicbardsA brief account of the manner in which I became engaged in thesestudies will best explain the extent of my proficiency During thetwo last years in which I held the office of Professor of Poetry inthe University of Oxford having exhausted the subject which I hadchosen for my terminal course I was at a loss for some materials forthe few remaining lectures before my office should expire I had beenled by the ardent curiosity which I have ever felt to acquire someknowledge of the poetry of all ages and nationsto examine some ofthe publications of French and German as well as English scholars onthe subject of Indian poetry chiefly those of the Schlegels of Boppand of De Chezy I was struck with the singularity and captivated bythe extreme beauty as it appeared to me of some of the extractsespecially those from the great epic poems the Mahabharata and theRamayana in their Homeric simplicity so totally opposite to theordinary notions entertained of all eastern poetry I was induced toattempt without any instruction and with the few elementary workswhich could be procured the Grammars of Wilkins and Bopp theGlossaries of Bopp and Rosen Mr Wilsons Dictionary was then out ofprint and could not be purchased to obtain some knowledge of thiswonderful and mysterious language The study grew upon me and wouldhave been pursued with more ardour perhaps with more success but forthe constant interruption of more imperative professional and literaryavocations In itself the Sanscrit is an inexhaustible subject ofinterest in its grammatical structure more regular artificial andcopious than the most perfect of the western languages in its originthe parent from which the older Greek the Latin and the Teutonictongues seem to branch out and develop themselves upon distinct anddiscernible principlesI ventured to communicate to the Members of the University whoattended my lectures my discoveries as it were in the,3
+Produced by Chuck GreifMEMORIAS DE UN VIGILANTEJOSE S ALVAREZ FRAY MOCHOADMINISTRACIÓN GENERALBuenos Aires1920                                   FRAY MOCHOMEMORIAS DE UN VIGILANTEIDos palabrasIIEn los umbrales de la vidaIIIEl vaivén de mundoIVDe oruga mariposaVDe paria a ciudadanoVIEl tufo porteñoVIIMosaico criolloVIIILos bocetos de un miopeIXCinematógrafoXLa linterna de RegnierXIBrochazos ministerialesXIIEntretelones policialesXIIISiempre adelanteXIVMUNDO LUNFARDO   EN LA PUERTA DE LA CUEVA   PERSPECTIVAS   ENTRE LA CUEVA   ELLAS   ELLOS   EL CAMPANA   EL ARTE ES SUBLIME   EL CAFÉ DE CASSOULET   EL BURRO DE CARGA   LOS QUE CARGAN CON LA FAMA   EL PANAL EN LA LENGUA   NO LE SALVÓ SER MINISTRO   CUPIDO Y CACO   EL PRIMER CLIENTE   AL REVUELOXVLOS MISTERIOS DE BUENOS AIRESXVIEL HOMBRE PROVIDENCIALNOTAS                                   FRAY MOCHOJosé S Alvarez Fray Mocho nació en Gualeguaychú Provincia de EntreRíos el 26 de Agosto de 1858 Su temprana afición a observar losaspectos más pintorescos de la vida le encaminó por el doble sendero delperiodismo y de la investigación policial Así entre cuartilla ycuartilla llegó a ocupar el puesto de Comisario de Pesquisas en laPolicía de Buenos Aires que tanto se adaptaba a las modalidades de suespíritu curioso y novelescoEn ese carácter publicó 1887 su famosa _Galería de ladrones de lacapital_ en 2 gruesos volúmenes colección de fotografías policialescomentadas con perspicacia aunque esa obra tenía un carácter puramentetécnico Alvarez demostraba en las más nimias acotaciones esaextraordinaria agudeza de ingenio que más tarde floreció en susleidísimos cuentos y en su inextinguible pasión de conversarEn 1899 se asoció con Bartolito Mitre para fundar una revista ilustradaque llegó a ser la popularísima _Caras y Caretas_ hoy convertida enmagna empresa que coopera al desenvolvimiento de las artes y las letrasSu obra propiamente literaria consta de cinco libros en los que suposacar partido de sus cualidades de observador y de su estilo lleno degracia picaresca El cuento de costumbres llegó a ser su especialidaden lo que tuvo muchos imitadores sin ser igualadoSu primer libro _Memorias de un vigilante_ 1897 vio la luz bajo elpseudónimo de _Fabio Carrizo_ le siguieron _Viaje al país de losmatreros_ 1897 y _En el mar austral_ 1898 En el tercer aniversariode su muerte se reunieron sus cuentos publicados en la revista _Caras yCaretas_ bajo el titulo _Cuentos de Fray Mocho_ 1906 Otros no hansido publicados en libro y aparecerán con el título _Salero Criollo_Falleció en Buenos Aires el 23 de Agosto de 1903IDOS PALABRASNo abrigo la esperanza de que mis recuerdos lleguen a constituir unlibro interesante los he escrito en mis ratos de ocio y no tengopretensiones de filósofo ni de literatoNo obstante creo que nadie que me lea perderá su tiempo pues por lomenos se distraerá con casos y cosas que quizás habrá mirado sin ver yque yo en el curso de mi vida me vi obligado a observar en razón de mitemperamento o de mis necesidadesIIEN LOS UMBRALES DE LA VIDAMi nacimiento fue como el de tantos un acontecimiento natural de esosque con abrumadora monotonía y constante regularidad se producendiariamente en los ranchos de nuestras campañas desiertasPara mi padre fui seguramente una boca más que alimentar para mimadre una preocupación que se sumaba a las ocho iguales que ya tenía ypara los perros de la casa y para los pajaritos del monte que nosrodeaba una promesa segura de cascotazos y mortificaciones quecomenzaría a cumplirse dentro de los tres años de la fecha y duraríahasta que los vientos de la vida me arrebataran como a todos loscongregados por la casualidad bajo aquel techo hospitalarioConcluía quizás la primera década de mi vida cuando un buen día llegó ala casa una tropa de carros que desviándose del camino que serpenteabaentre las cuchillas allá en la linde del monte venía a campo traviesabuscando un vado en el arroyo que disminuía en una mitad el trecho arecorrer para llegar al pueblo más cercanoEl capataz habló con mi padre y éste de repente me hizo señas de queme acercara y dijoEste es el muchacho Como obediente y humilde no tieneyunta1 el otro que podía igualarlo se nos murió la vez pasadaComo conocedor del monte y del arroyo lo verá en el trabajoA mí me zumbaron los oídos y no pude saber lo que el hombre contestósin embargo me di cuenta así en general no más de que ya no podríaextasiarme a la sombra de los espinillos florecidos viendo cómo laslagartijas se correteaban sobre la cresta de los hormigueros haciendorelampaguear sus armaduras brillantes ni pasarme las horas muertasescuchando el contrapunto de las calandrias y de los zorzalesestimulados por el lamento de los boyeros parados al borde de sus nidoscolgados allá en la extremidad de los gajos más altos y flexibles de losmolles2 y coronillos3Mi padre me sacó de mi éxtasis con su voz ronca y varonil esta vezimpregnada de una dulzura desconocidaOiga hijito Vaya traiga su petisito bayo4 y ensílleloVa a acompañar a este hombre que es su patrónIIIEL VAIVÉN DEL MUNDOLas corrientes del mundo me arrebataron y luché con ellas con suertevaria ninguna ay volvió a traerme hasta los montes nativos y cuandoun díadespués de muchos añosvolví a ellos ya no guardaban sinorestos miserables escapados al hacha del montaraz y del pobre rancho yde la familia que lo ocupó ni el recuerdo siquieraQué fue de los míosQué fue de las hojas del tala frondoso en cuyas ramas flexibles mimadre colgaba la cuna de sus hijos aquel noque5 de cuero que la brisamecía cariñosaQué fue de los trinos del boyero y del contrapunto de las calandrias yde los zorzalesSólo quedan en mi memoria como un recuerdoSirviendo de guía a las tropas de carretas picando6 éstas,29
+Produced by Jeroen Hellingman and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet                       Ons Schemeruurtje                              XIX                    WAT TANTE DORA VERTELDE                         H D Jacobi               Geïllustreerd door Freddy Langeler                H MeulenhoffAmsterdam1919I DE TROUWE KAMERADEN1 Broer en ZusMoesje waar is zus roept Tony terwijl hij tegen moeder opklimten zijne roode lippen op haar wangen druktDag vent zus is buiten in den tuin antwoordt moeder terwijlzij zijn lief jongenshoofd streelt en zijn kus weerom geeft Wegis hijde tuindeur doorde plaats over zoo gauw zijn dikkebeenen hem dragen kunnen Daar zit zus op het grasveld bij degymnastiekpalen Op een doek staat de box en zus kruipt er inrond Lijsje ligt in een hoekhaar wangen zijn afgeschrabd een neusheeft ze al lang niet meerhet paardje van Tony dat twee wieltjesmist en overal kale plekken heeft staat er ook bij en hier en daarliggen kegels verspreid Zus kijkt er niet naar om ze schuiftzittend op één been heen en weer over den grond en kraait tegende vogels en vlinders omhoog Daar trekt ze zich aan het hekje opzij staat Boer Boer De beide armpjes strekt ze naar Tony uit enplofdaar ligt ze languit op den grond boven op het arme Lijsje ende kegels Een lipje trekt ze maar broer is al bij haar wipt over hethek en neemt haar in zijn armen voordat de bui losbreekt Snoezeboldag lekkere schat en de wilde jongen houdt zijn kleine zus toch heelvoorzichtig vast en drukt zijn dikke wangen tegen haar pruilend mondjeDa da ze wijst naar boven in de boomen waar een leger musschenwacht tot moeder straks de kruimels op het pad strooitJa dat zijn de vogeltjes Ze wachten ook op eten Ze hebben ooktrek net als broer Ksst ksst Daar vliegen ze op Moet zus ookvliegen Daar ga je en hij tilt zus omhoogVoorzichtig Tony roept moeder die in de tuindeur naar de kinderenkeek Je zoudt haar laten vallen en ze vangt zus in hare armen opHé moe laat u haar nog even hier Of moeten we al koffiedrinken Ispaatje al thuisNeen pa is er nog niet maar zus moet toch eerst gewasschenNuspeel dan nog maar even met haar Dan ga ik nog even naar de keukenmaar niet meer optillen hoor en moeder zet zus weer in de boxDa da roept zus en moeder wuift haar lachend toe Da daWat is moeder rijk met haar tweetal Haar jongen van vijf jaar en haarlief klein molletje van vijftien maanden Hoe heerlijk denkt zedat ze zoo lief samen kunnen spelen Die Tony is toch zoo dol opzusje en Emy is zoo blij als ze Tony zietZe staat weer bij het hekje Broer gaat op den rand van het graszitten Nu gaat ze haar kunsten vertoonen Hoea roept ze in eensen heft beide armpjes omhoog Ze staat ze staat los in de boxMoes Moes kijk u eens roept Tony verrukt Emy staat alleenBij de keukendeur kijkt moeder om Ja ja moeder ziet het valmaar niet zus roept zij Maar broer waakt over haar en vangt haarlachend op en kust haarNee nee roept zus en wringt zich los Ze wil staan en houdt nietvan kussen Hoea weer staat ze Dat is een aardig spelletjeKom dan zegt broer Hij klimt ook in de box en gaat op zijn hurkenzitten met uitgestrekte armen Kom bij broer Zus waggelt en valtmaar hij grijpt haar en zet haar weer op de onbeholpen beentjesHier pak vast zegt hij dan en geeft haar een takje alsballanceerstok in haar handjes Goed vasthouden De dikke knuistjesgrijpen het takje stevig vast Ja ja knikt zeVooruit toe dan maar daar gaat ze en het gaat heusch Twee drievier stapjeswips daar ligt ze weer in zijn armen kraaiend van pretVader is thuis gekomen en roept lachend Hallo terwijl hij dentuin in komt Het kraaiende tweetal kijkt op en Tony roept vader toeKijkt u vader zus loopt Toe zus Maar nu wil ze niet ze gaat opden grond liggen en steekt de armen naar vader uit die haar opneemten haar op zijn sterke armen hoog in de lucht laat dansen tot ze hetuitgiert Nu ziet moeder het ook maar nu is zij niet bang en roeptvroolijk Kom jelui Tony slingert zich om vaders been en zingendgaat het drietal naar binnen waar moeder zus opvangt om haar gezichten handjes te wasschen wat ze lang niet zoo prettig vindt als spelenmet Tony of vader2 Emys ridderDe kleine zus groeide op onder de zorgen van vader moeder en grootenbroer en was nu al een aardig dribbeltje van vier jaar gewordenEn ik zeg dat je zusje toch niet aardig is TonyHet kleine wijsneusje stampvoette terwijl ze dit zei en stak haartong uit tegen Tony die met zijn zusje aan de hand op het pleintjevoor het postkantoor stondWelles antwoordde Tony met overtuigingNietis zei het meisje weer kijk dan ze heeft mij een duwgegeven en toen ben ik gevallen Kijk mijn schort heelemaal vuilen ze houdt Tony het bewijsstuk voorJa zegt Tony maar ze deed het niet exprès Ze kon het niethelpenNee ik dee het niet imspres ik kon het niet helpen zei Emy nuga je mee naar moeder Tony en ze trok haar broer mee naar huis Hijhield haar stevig vast Hij was zoo trotsch op zus met die mooieblonde krulletjes Net poppehaar zeiden de menschen en dat vondTony leuk om te hoorenNiemand mocht van zus iets kwaads zeggen,13
+Produced by Ed FerrisFrontispiece  v1jpgSENATOR GEORGE F HOAR  From a photograph taken in 1897  _Copyright 1897 by H Schervee Worcester Mass_Title pageAUTOBIOGRAPHYOF SEVENTY YEARSBYGEORGE F HOARWITH PORTRAITSVOLUME INEW YORKCHARLES SCRIBNERS SONS1903DedicationTOMY WIFE AND CHILDRENTHIS RECORD OF A LIFE WHICHTHEY HAVE MADE HAPPYIS AFFECTIONATELY DEDICATEDTable of ContentsCONTENTSCHAPTER IINTRODUCTORYCHAPTER IIROGER SHERMAN AND HIS FAMILYCHAPTER IIISAMUEL HOARCHAPTER IVBOYHOOD IN CONCORDCHAPTER VFAMOUS CONCORD MENCHAPTER VIFARM AND SCHOOLCHAPTER VIIHARVARD SIXTY YEARS AGOCHAPTER VIII1849 TO 1850FOUNDATION OF THE REPUBLICAN PARTYDANIEL WEBSTERCHAPTER IXLIFE IN WORCESTERCHAPTER XPOLITICAL HISTORY OF MASSACHUSETTS FROM 1848 TO 1869CHAPTER XITHE KNOW NOTHING PARTY AND ITS OVERTHROWCHAPTER XIIELECTION TO CONGRESSCHAPTER XIIISUMNER AND WILSONCHAPTER XIVPERSONALITIES IN DEBATECHAPTER XVTHE NATIONAL HOUSE OF REPRESENTATIVES IN 1869CHAPTER XVIPOLITICAL CONDITION IN 1869CHAPTER XVIIRECONSTRUCTIONCHAPTER XVIIICOMMITTEE SERVICE IN THE HOUSECHAPTER XIXSALMON P CHASECHAPTER XXADIN THAYERCHAPTER XXIPOLITICAL CORRUPTIONCHAPTER XXIICREDIT MOBILIERCHAPTER XXIIITHE SANBORN CONTRACTSCHAPTER XXIVBENJAMIN F BUTLERCHAPTER XXVBELKNAP IMPEACHMENTCHAPTER XXVIELECTORAL COMMISSIONCHAPTER XXVIIFOUR NATIONAL CONVENTIONS 1876CHAPTER XXVIIIFOUR NATIONAL CONVENTIONS 1880CHAPTER XXIXFOUR NATIONAL CONVENTIONS 1884CHAPTER XXXFOUR NATIONAL CONVENTIONS 1888CHAPTER XXXISATURDAY CLUBCHAPTER XXXIITHE WORCESTER FIRE SOCIETYAPPENDIX IAPPENDIX IITextAUTOBIOGRAPHY OF SEVENTY YEARSCHAPTER IINTRODUCTORYEverybody who reads this book through will wonder that a manwho ought to be able to tell so much has really told so littleI have known personally and quite intimately or have knownintelligent and trustworthy persons who have known personallyand quite intimately many men who have had a great sharein the history of this country and in its literature for ahundred and thirty yearsIn my younger days there were among my kindred and near friendspersons who knew the great actors of the Revolutionary timeand the time which followed till I came to manhood myselfBut I did not know enough to ask questions  If I had andhad recorded the answers I could write a very large partof the political and literary history of the United StatesI never kept a diary except for a few and brief periodsSo for what I have to say I must trust to my memory  I haveno doubt that after these volumes are published there willcome up in my mind matter enough to make a dozen better onesI invoke for this book that kindly judgment of my countrymenwhich has attended everything I have done in my life so farI have tried to guard against the dangers and the besettinginfirmities of men who write their own biography  An autobiographyas the word implies will be egotistical  An old mans autobiographyis pretty certain to be garrulous  If the writer set forththerein his own ideals he is likely to be judged by themeven when he may fall far short of them  Men are likely tothink that he claims or pretends to have lived up to themhowever painfully conscious he may be that they are only dreamswhich even if he have done his best have had little realityfor himThere is another danger for a man who tells the story ofgreat transactions in which he has taken part whether legislativeexecutive military or political or any other in whichthe combined action of many persons was required for the resultHe is apt to claim consciously or unconsciously that hehimself brought the whole thing aboutPapa said the little boy to the veteran of the Civil WarDid anybody help you to put down the RebellionThis peril specially besets narrators in their old age  Iam afraid I can hardly escape itI once heard General George H Thomas relate to a brilliantcompany at a supper party among whom were Chief Justice ChaseGeneral Eaton Commissary General in two wars Senator TrumbullWilliam M Evarts Joseph Henry John Sherman his brotherthe General and several other gentlemen of equal distinctionthe story of the battles of Nashville and Franklin  The storywas full of dramatic interest  Yet no one who heard it wouldhave known that the speaker himself had taken part in thegreat achievement until just at the end he said of theBattle of Nashville that he thought of sending a detachmentto cut off Hoods army at a ford by which he escaped afterthey were defeated but he concluded that it was not safeto spare that force from immediate use in the battle  IfI had done it he added with great simplicity I shouldhave captured his whole army  There is where I made my mistakeThe recollections of the actors in important political transactionsare doubtless of great historic value  But I ought to sayfrankly that my experience has taught me that the memory ofmen even of good and true men as to matters in which theyhave been personal actors is frequently most dangerous andmisleading  I could recount many curious stories which havebeen told me by friends who have been writers of history andbiography of the contradictory statements they have receivedfrom the best men in regard to scenes in which they have beenpresentIf any critic think this book lacking in dignity or wisdomor modesty it is hoped that it may by way of offset makeup for it in sincerity  I have so far lived in the worldwithout secrets  If my countrymen or the people of Massachusettshave trusted me they have fully known what they were doingThey had eyes and chose meI have never lifted any finger or spoken a word to any manto secure or to promote my own election to any office  Ido not mean to criticise other men who advance their honorableambition for public service or exert themselves to get officefor which they think themselves fit  It was the high Romanfashion  It has been the fashion in England always  Englishgentlemen do not disdain a personal solicitation for politicalsupport and think no harm in it to which no American gentlemanwould for a moment stoopIt has been the custom in other parts of the country almostfrom the beginning of the Government  But what I think abetter custom has prevailed in Massachusetts  I arrogateto myself no virtue in this respect  I only say that it hasbeen my supreme good fortune to be the son of a Commonwealthamong whose noble and highminded people a better and morefastidious habit has,35
+Produced by Claudio Paganelli Carlo Traverso and theOnline Distributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetThis file was produced from images generously madeavailable by the Bibliothèque nationale de FranceBnFGallica at httpgallicabnffr  POESIE  INEDITE  DI  SILVIO PELLICO  LAutore intende di godere del privilegio conceduto dalle  Regie Patenti del 28 febbrajo 1826 avendo egli adempito  quanto esse prescrivono  POESIE  INEDITE  DI  SILVIO PELLICO  VOLUME SECONDO  TORINO  TIPOGRAFIA CHIRIO E MINA  MDCCCXXXVIIAI LETTORIErano da me stati immaginati alcuni poemetti narrativi a cui davanome di Cantiche ponendoli per finzione poetica in bocca danticoTrovadore Saluzzese finzione che poscia ho rigettata non avendo piùin animo di tessere siccome io divisava un romanzo il quale a taliCantiche dovesse collegarsiDato alla luce anni sono un saggio di esse mi sembrò venissegradito dal Pubblico Italiano e perciò minduco ora a consegnarnealle stampe altre setteSebbene io senta essere scarse le mie forze nel mettere in esecuzionesimili quadretti epici mi pare non di meno daccennare con essi unavia lodevole a queglingegni che hanno disposizione al generenarrativo e alla pittura de caratteri e delle passioni  Non moltestorie offrono tema di grande poema epico ma fra loro havvene assaile quali possono porgere degno soggetto di brevi racconti eroici opietosi dandoci a rappresentare fatti avvenuti od anche ad inventaredignitose favole relative a questo o a quel paese a questo od a quelsecolo  Il raccontare azioni magnanime ed errori e colpe è uno demodi con che la poesia può confortare lo spirito umano allamore delledomestiche e civili perfezioniChi avrà più vigore di me potrà desumere molte morali Cantiche piùsplendide delle mie dagli annali delle varie parti dItalia niunanazione essendovi che abbia avuto più luttuose e più felici vicendepiù diritti alla stima e più torti più uomini insigni dogniqualità Ho fatto la mia prova con poemetti piuttosto semplici ditessitura e non adorni di grande splendore pel soggetto Se ottengonoqualche suffragio resterà vie meglio dimostrato quale buon successopotrebbe conseguirsi traendo poetiche narrazioni di consimile foggiadai punti veramente luminosi delle storie nostreLe Cantiche da me eseguite sinora vennero tutte poste nel medio evonon già che io non discerna essere stati i pregi di quelletàcontaminati da molta barbarie ma bensì perchè tai secoli sono perchi li vede in lontananza unetà acconcia alla poesia stante laforte lotta del bene e del male che allora sorse e lungamenteagitassi per ogni dove Inoltre quei tempi non meritano vilipendio eciò ben dimostrano e quegli uomini che vi operarono alte cose equelli che le tentarono e le potenti città che vi crebbero e leistituzioni con che sandò scemando lignoranza e la sventura perimpulso principalmente dei Sommi Pontefici e del CleroLetà presente offrirebbe altresì a parer mio un fondo eccellenteper racconti poetici nobilitati da scopo morale Le gagliarde eterribili vicende che abbiamo vedute nel breve spazio dicinquantanni tante deluse promesse tanti errori tante guerregiuste ed ingiuste sublimi e pazze tanto cozzamento di popolidopinioni di sistemi tutto ciò è grande per la poesia tutto ciòabbonda di dolori umani e quindi anche di lezioni  Ma possalimpresa di dipingere poeticamente sì i nostri tempi sì altre partidella storia patria venire assunta da scrittori di nobile tempra enon maligni nè cinici da scrittori che pensino con forza ma conforza religiosa ed amino i progressi veri della civiltà cioè iprogressi delle virtù pubbliche e private La poesia e la letteraturain generale non valgono niente quando non tendono a destaresentimenti alti e benefici e ad allontanare i concittadini dalleturpitudini dellincredulità e dellegoismoSe pubblicherò ancora altri versi procaccerò di presentare qualchesaggio di Cantiche relative ai secoli XVIII e XIX Molti nomiragguardevoli vi si possono mescere e segnatamente nomi dItalianiche hanno con meriti di varia specie onorato la nativa terra e glianni in cui sono vissuti sfavillando quali di pregio purissimo qualidi pregio non incontaminato da deplorabili erroriRAFAELLACanticaLa Cantica di _Rafaella_ doveva essere il principio dunazione piùvasta che non è quella presentemente qui disegnata Fu il primo saggiochio abbia eseguito di tal genere di componimenti or sono moltianni ma siffatto lavoro essendo andato perduto con altri scrittidalla mia gioventù ho pigliato più tardi a ricomporlo con affezionema non più come episodio di poema esteso Quel poema nella guisaideata dapprima aveva per oggetto di far sentire quanta debba e possaessere sugli uomini lefficacia delle virtù della donna Io congegnavaa tal uopo una serie di fatti collocandoli in Italia a tempidellImperadore Ottone II e divisando con simili diversi quadri dimostrare altresì qual fosse lItalia dallora sì in bene sì in male equanti bei temi a poesia possa offerire la vita del medio evo Foscolobramava che ci dividessimo lassunto di dipingere que secoli eglicon una serie di tragedie della qualità della sua _Ricciarda_ ed iocon poesie narrative Sebbene fossa fautore caldissimo degli studiiclassici amava egli pure i soggetti de mezzi tempi soltanto volendoche si trattassero con gusto severo e non con quelle soverchielicenze dinvenzione e di stile che da taluni della scuola romanticasandavano introducendo    RAFAELLA        Responsio mollis frangit iram sermo        durus suscitat furorem                        Prov 15 1    O bellarte de carmi Onde lamore    Il dolcissimo amor che sin dagli anni    Dadolescenza io ti portava e afflitto    Da lunghi disinganni anco ti porto    Non per la melodìa misterïosa    Sol de söavi accenti e non per laura    Degli applausi sonanti entro le sale    De colti ingegni e non per la più cara    Delle lodila lagrima e il sorriso    Delle donne gentili Innamorato    O bellarte de carmi hai la mia mente    Colle nobili istorie Il tuo incantesmo    È per me la parola alta e pittrice    De secreti dellanima ed un misto,9
+Produced by Audrey Longhurst Janet Blenkinship and theOnline Distributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetThis file was produced from images from the Home EconomicsArchive Research Tradition and History Albert R MannLibrary Cornell University  APPLIED EUGENICS  BY  PAUL POPENOE  EDITOR OF THE JOURNAL OF HEREDITY ORGAN OF  THE AMERICAN GENETIC ASSOCIATION  WASHINGTON D C  AND  ROSWELL HILL JOHNSON  PROFESSOR IN THE UNIVERSITY OF PITTSBURG  THE MACMILLAN COMPANY NEW YORK  BOSTON  CHICAGO  DALLAS  ATLANTA  SAN FRANCISCO  MACMILLAN  CO LIMITED LONDON  BOMBAY  CALCUTTA MELBOURNE  THE MACMILLAN CO OF CANADA LTD TORONTO  1918  _All rights reserved_  COPYRIGHT 1918  BY THE MACMILLAN COMPANY  Set up and electrotyped Published October 1918PREFACEThe science of eugenics consists of a foundation of biology and asuperstructure of sociology Galton its founder emphasized both partsin due proportion Until recently however most sociologists have beeneither indifferent or hostile to eugenics and the science has been leftfor the most part in the hands of biologists who have naturally workedmost on the foundations and neglected the superstructure Although weare not disposed to minimize the importance of the biological part wethink it desirable that the means of applying the biological principlesshould be more carefully studied The reader of this book willconsequently find only a summary explanation of the mechanism ofinheritance Emphasis has rather been laid on the practical means bywhich society may encourage the reproduction of superior persons anddiscourage that of inferiorsWe assume that in general a eugenically superior or desirable personhas to a greater degree than the average the germinal basis for thefollowing characteristics to live past maturity to reproduceadequately to live happily and to make contributions to theproductivity happiness and progress of society It is desirable todiscriminate as much as possible between the possession of the germinalbasis and the observed achievement since the latter consists of theformer plus or minus environmental influence But where the amount ofmodification is too obscure to be detected it is advantageous to takethe demonstrated achievement as a tentative measure of the germinalbasis The problem of eugenics is to make such legal social andeconomic adjustments that 1 a larger proportion of superior personswill have children than at present 2 that the average number ofoffspring of each superior person will be greater than at present 3that the most inferior persons will have no children and finally that4 other inferior persons will have fewer children than now Thescience of eugenics is still young and much of its program must betentative and subject to the test of actual experiment It is moreimportant that the student acquire the habit of looking at society froma biological as well as a sociological point of view than that he puthis faith in the efficacy of any particular mode of procedureThe essential points of our eugenics program were laid down by ProfessorJohnson in an article entitled Human Evolution and its Control in the_Popular Science Monthly_ for January 1910 Considerable parts of thematerial in the present book have appeared in the _Journal of Heredity_Helpful suggestions and criticism have been received from severalfriends in particular Sewall Wright and O E Baker of the United StatesDepartment of Agriculture                                                         PAUL POPENOE    WASHINGTON _June 1918_  TABLE OF CONTENTS                                                                  PAGE  PREFACE                                                            v  INTRODUCTION BY EDWARD A ROSS                                    xi  CHAPTER  I NATURE OR NURTURE                                              1  II MODIFICATION OF THE GERMPLASM                                25  III DIFFERENCES AMONG MEN                                        75  IV THE INHERITANCE OF MENTAL CAPACITIES                          84  V THE LAWS OF HEREDITY                                           99  VI NATURAL SELECTION,52
+Produced by Chuck Greif Charles Aldarondo Bob Koertgeand the Online Distributed Proofreading Team athttpwwwpgdpnet                        NAPOLEON IN GERMANY                  NAPOLEON AND THE QUEEN OF PRUSSIA                        An Historical Novel                          BY L MÜHLBACH        AUTHOR OF MARIE ANTOINETTE JOSEPH II AND HIS COURT    BERLIN AND SANSSOUCI FREDERICK THE GREAT AND HIS FAMILY ETC               TRANSLATED FROM THE GERMAN BY F JORDAN                              NEW YORK                                1908                        COPYRIGHT 1867 1893                      BY D APPLETON AND COMPANY                                                                            CONTENTS BOOK I CHAPTER        I Ferdinand von Schill       II The German Song      III The Oath of Vengeance       IV In Berlin        V Quiet is the Citizens First Duty       VI The Faithful People of Stettin      VII The Queens Flight     VIII Napoleon in Potsdam       IX SansSouci        X Napoleons Entry into Berlin       XI Napoleon and Talleyrand      XII The Princess von Hatzfeld     XIII The Suppliant Princes      XIV Triumph and Defeat       XV The Victoria of Brandenburg Gate BOOK II      XVI The Treaty of Charlottenburg     XVII The Secret Council of State    XVIII Baron von Stein      XIX The Queen at the Peasants Cottage       XX Count Pückler      XXI The Patriots Death     XXII Peace Negotiations    XXIII The Slanderous Articles     XXIV The Justification      XXV Countess Mary Walewska     XXVI The Dantzic Chocolate BOOK III    XXVII TilsitNapoleon and Alexander   XXVIII Queen Louisa     XXIX Bad Tidings      XXX Queen Louisa and Napoleon BOOK IV     XXXI Baron von Stein    XXXII The Patriot   XXXIII Johannes von Müller   XXXIV The Call    XXXV Financial Calamities   XXXVI Prince William  XXXVII The Genius of Prussia XXXVIII A Family Dinner BOOK V   XXXIX French Erfurt      XL The Conspirators     XLI The Festivities of Erfurt and Weimar    XLII Napoleon and Goethe   XLIII The Chase and the Assassins BOOK VI    XLIV The War with Austria     XLV Josephines Farewell    XLVI Ferdinand von Schill   XLVII Schill takes the Field  XLVIII Schills Death    XLIX The Parade at Schönbrunn       L Napoleon at Schönbrunn      LI Frederick Staps     LII An Execution BOOK VII    LIII Homeward Bound     LIV The Emperor Francis and Metternich      LV The Archduchess Maria Louisa     LVI The Queens Birthday    LVII Louisas DeathILLUSTRATIONSPortrait of NapoleonThe Oath of RevengeThe Queen in the Peasants CottageNapoleon and the Queen of PrussiaThe Emperor Francis and MetternichNAPOLEON AND QUEEN LOUISABOOK ICHAPTER IFERDINAND VON SCHILLProfound silence reigned in the valleys and gorges of Jena andAuerstadt The battles were over The victorious French had marched toJena to repose for a few days while the defeated Prussians had fled toWeimar or were wandering across the fields and in the mountainsanxiously seeking for inaccessible places where they might conceal theirpresence from the pursuing enemyA panic had seized the whole army All presence of mind and sense ofhonor seemed to be lost Every one thought only of saving his life andof escaping from the conquering arms of the invincible French Here andthere it is true officers succeeded by supplications and remonstrancesin stopping the fugitives and in forming them into small detachmentswith which the commanders attempted to join the defeated and retreatingmain forceBut where was this main army Whither had the Prince of Hohenlohedirected,1
+Produced by Chris Nash Suzanne Shell and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet                         THE GUESTS OF HERCULES                                BOOKS BY                       C N and A M WILLIAMSON                    The Golden Silence                    The Motor Maid                    Lord Loveland Discovers America                    Set in Silver                    The Lightning Conductor                    The Princess Passes                    My Friend the Chauffeur                    Lady Betty Across the Water                    Rosemary in Search of a Father                    The Princess Virginia                    The Car of Destiny                    The ChaperonIllustration MARY WAS A GODDESS ON A GOLDEN PINNACLE THIS WAS LIFETHE WINE OF LIFE                                  The                           Guests of Hercules                                   BY                       C N and A M WILLIAMSON                             ILLUSTRATED BY                 M LEONE BRACKER  ARTHUR H BUCKLAND                       GARDEN CITY      NEW YORK                       DOUBLEDAY PAGE  COMPANY                                  1912                          Copyright 1912 by                        C N  A M WILLIAMSON                 All rights reserved including that of                  translation into Foreign Languages                       including the Scandinavian                                   TO                         THE LORD OF THE GARDEN                             ILLUSTRATIONSMary was a goddess on a golden pinnacle This was lifethe wine of life                                    FrontispieceMary Grant                                        FACING PAGE 22I cant promise she exclaimed Ive never wanted to marry   286It was Fate brought youto give you to me Do you regret it   398ITHE GUESTS OF HERCULESLong shadows of late,1
+Produced by Al HainesTHE CAPTAIN OF THE KANSASBYLOUIS TRACYAUTHOR OF THE WINGS OF THE MORNING THE PILLAR OF LIGHT ETCGROSSET  DUNLAPPUBLISHERS  NEW YORKCopyright 1906 byEDWARD J CLODE_Entered at Stationers Hall_CONTENTSCHAPTER IITEMS NOT IN THE MANIFESTCHAPTER IIWHEREIN THE CAPTAIN KEEPS TO HIS OWN QUARTERSCHAPTER IIIWHEREIN THE CAPTAIN REAPPEARSCHAPTER IVELSIE GOES ON DECKCHAPTER VTHE KANSAS SUSTAINS A CHECKCHAPTER VIBUT GOES ON AGAIN INTO THE UNKNOWNCHAPTER VIIUNTIL THE DAWNCHAPTER VIIIIN A WILD HAVENCHAPTER IXA PROFESSOR OF WITCHCRAFTCHAPTER XMISSING AT LLOYDSCHAPTER XICONFIDENCESCHAPTER XIIENLIGHTENMENTCHAPTER XIIITHE FIGHTCHAPTER XIVTHE FIRST WATCHCHAPTER XVIN WHICH THE UNEXPECTED HAPPENSCHAPTER XVICHRISTOBALS TEMPTATIONCHAPTER XVIIA MANS METHODAND A WOMANSCHAPTER XVIIIA FULL NIGHTCHAPTER XIXWHEREIN THE _KANSAS_ RESUMES HER VOYAGE_The Captain of the Kansas_CHAPTER IITEMS NOT IN THE MANIFESTI think I shall enjoy this trip purred Isobel Baring nestlingcomfortably among the cushions of her deck chair  A steward wasarranging tea for two at a small table  The _Kansas_ with placid humof engines was speeding evenly through an azure seaI agree with that opinion most heartily though to be sure so muchdepends on the weather replied her friend Elsie Maxwell rising topour out the tea  Already the brisk seabreeze had kissed the Chileanpallor from Elsies face which had regained its English peachbloomIsobel Barings complexion was tinged with the warmth of a pomegranateAt sea even in the blue Pacific she carried with her the suggestionof a tropical gardenI never gave a thought to the weather purred Isobel again as shesubsided more deeply into the cushionsLet us hope such a blissful state of mind may be justified  But youknow dear we may run into a dreadful gale before we reach theStraitsIsobel laughedAll the better she cried  People tell me I am a most fascinatinginvalid  I look like a creamy orchid  And what luck to have a chum sodisinterested as you where a lot of nice men are concerned  What haveI done to deserve it  Because you are really charming you knowDoes that mean that you have already discovered a lot of nice men onboardElsie handed her friend a cup of tea and a plate of toastNaturally  While you were mooning over the lights and tints of theAndes I kept an eye both eyes in fact on our compulsoryacquaintances of the next three weeks  To begin with theres thecaptainHe is goodlooking certainly  Somewhat reserved I fanciedReserved  Isobel showed all her fine teeth in a smileIncidentally she took a satisfactory bite out of a square of toastI ll soon shake the reserve out of him  He is mine  You will seehim play pet dog long before we meet that terrible gale of yoursIsobel you promised your fatherTo look after my health during the voyage  Do you think that I intendonly to sleep eat and read novels all the way to London  Thenindeed I should be ill  But there is a French Comte on the ship  Heis mine tooYou mean to find safety in numbersOh there are others  Of course I am sure of my little Count  Hetwisted his mustache with such an air when I skidded past him in thecompanionwayElsie bent forward to give the chatterer another cup of teaAnd you promised to read Molière at least two hours daily she sighedgoodhumoredly  Even the most sensible people and Elsie was verysensible begin a long voyage with idiotic programs of work to be doneI mean to substitute a live Frenchman for a dead onethat is allAnd I am sure Monsieur le Comte Edouard de Poincilit will do our Frenchfar more good than Les Fourberies de ScapinAm I to be included in the lessons  And you actually know the mansname alreadyRead it on his luggage dear girl  He has such a lot  See if hedoesnt wear three different colored shirts for breakfast lunch andtea  And if _you_ refuse to help who is to take care of le ptitEdouard while I give the captain a trot round  Dont look crosstheres a darling though you _do_ remind me when you open your eyesthat way of a delightful little American schoolmaam I met in LimaShe had drifted that far on her holidays and I believe she washorrified with mePerhaps she thought you were really the dreadful person you madeyourself out to be  Now Isobel that does not matter a bit inValparaiso where you are known but in Paris and LondonWhere I mean to be equally well known it is a passport to smartsociety to be _un peu risqué_  Steward  Give my compliments toCaptain Courtenay and say that Miss Maxwell and Miss Baring hope hewill favor them with his company to teaElsies bright eager face flushed slightly  She leaned forward witha certain squaring of the shoulders being a determined young person insome respectsFor once I shall let you off she said in a low voice  So I giveyou fair warning Isobel I must not be included in impromptuinvitations of that kind  Next time I shall correct your statementmost emphaticallyGood gracious  I only meant to be polite  Tut tut as dad says whenhe cant swear before ladies I shant make the running for you anymoreElsie drummed an impatient foot on the deck  There was a little pauseIsobel closed her eyes lazily but she opened them again when she heardher friend sayI am sorry if I seem crotchety dear  Indeed it is no pretense on mypart  You cannot imagine how that man Ventana persecuted me  The meresuggestion of any ones paying me compliments and trying to befascinating is so repellent that I cringe at the thought  And even oursailorlike captain will think it necessary to play the society clownI suppose seeing that we are young and passably goodlookingIsobel Baring raised her head from the cushionsVentana was a determined wooer then  What did he do she askedHehe pestered me with his attentions  Oh I should have liked toflog him with a whipHe was always that,0
+My Lady of the Chinese Courtyard by Elizabeth CooperIllustration Mylady01,0
+TWENTY YEARS OF BALKAN TANGLEBYM EDITH DURHAMAUTHOR OF THE BURDEN OF THE BALKANSHIGH ALBANIATHE STRUGGLE FOR SCUTARI ETCLONDON GEORGE ALLEN  UNWIN LTD RUSKIN HOUSE 40 MUSEUM STREETWC1First published 1920All rights reservedPREFACEAnd let men beware how they neglect and suffer Matter of Trouble tobe prepared for no Man can forbid the Sparke nor tell whence itcome BACONMINE is but a tale of small straws but of small straws carefullycollected And small straws show whence the wind blows There arecurrents and cross currents which may make a whirlwindFor this reason the tale of the plots and counterplots through whichI lived in my many years of Balkan travel seems worth the tellingEvents which were incomprehensible at the time have since beenillumined by later developments and I myself am surprised to findhow accurately small facts noted in my diaries fit in with officialrevelationsEvery detail every new point of view may help the future historyin calmer days than these to a just understanding of the worldcatastrophe It is with this hope that I record the main facts ofthe scenes I witnessed and in which I sometimes played a partM E DURHAMCONTENTSPREFACECHAPTER 1 PICKING UP THE THREADSCHAPTER 2 MONTENEGRO AND HER RULERSCHAPTER 3 FIRST IMPRESSIONS OF LAND AND PEOPLECHAPTER 4 SERBIA AND THE WAY THERECHAPTER 5 WHAT WAS BEHIND IT ALLCHAPTER 6 THE GREAT SERBIAN IDEACHAPTER 7 1903 AND WHAT HAPPENEDCHAPTER 8 MACEDONIA 19031904CHAPTER 9 ALBANIACHAPTER 10 MURDER WILL OUTCHAPTER 11 1905CHAPTER 12 BOSNIA AND THE HERZEGOVINACHAPTER 13 BOSNIA IN 1906 THE PLOT THICKENSCHAPTER 14 1907CHAPTER 15 1908 A FATEFUL YEARCHAPTER 16 1909CHAPTER 17 1910CHAPTER 18 1911 AND THE INSURRECTION OF THE CATHOLICSCHAPTER 19 1912 THE FIRST DROPS OF THE THUNDERSTORMCHAPTER 20 1914CHAPTER 21 THE YEARS OF THE WARINDEXTWENTY YEARS OF BALKAN TANGLECHAPTER ONEPICKING UP THE THREADSIt was in Cetinje in August 1900 that I first picked up a threadof the Balkan tangle little thinking how deeply enmeshed I shouldlater become and still less how this tangle would ultimately affectthe whole world Chance or the Fates took me Near EastwardCompletely exhausted by constant attendance on an invalid relativethe future stretched before me as endless years of grey monotonyand escape seemed hopeless The doctor who insisted upon my havingtwo months holiday every year was kinder than he knew Take themin quite a new place he said Get right away no matter where solong as the change is completeAlong with a friend I boarded an Austrian Lloyd steamer at Triesteand with high hopes but weakened health started for the ports ofthe Eastern AdriaticThreading the maze of mauve islets set in that incomparably blue anddazzling sea touching every day at ancient towns where strangetongues were spoken and yet stranger garments worn I began to feelthat life after all might be worth living and the fascination of theNear East took hold of meA British Consul bound to Asia Minor leaned over the bulwark anddrew a long breath of satisfaction We are in the East he saidCant you smell it I feel I am going home You are in the East sosoon as you cross Adria He added tentatively People dontunderstand When you go back to England they say How glad you mustbe to get home They made me spend most of my leave on a houseboaton the Thames and of all the infernal things I laughed I did not care if I never saw England again   You wont ever go back again now will you he asked whimsicallyafter learning whence I came I must said I sadly Oh dontsaid he tell them you cant and just wander about the East Hetransshipped shortly and disappeared one of many passing travellerswith whom one is for a few moments on common ground Our voyageended at Cattaro and there every one Baedeker included said it wascorrect to drive up to Cetinje Then you could drive down next dayand be able to say ever afterwards I have travelled in MontenegroIt was in Cetinje that it was borne in on me that I had found thequite new place which I sought Thus Fate led me to the BalkansCetinje then was a mere redroofed village conspicuous on themountainringed plain Its cottages were but one storeyed for themost part and contained some three thousand inhabitants One bigbuilding stood up on the left of the road as the traveller enteredNo That is not the palace of the Prince said the driver It isthe AustroHungarian LegationAustria had started the great Legation building competition whichoccupied the Great Powers for the next few years Each Power stroveto erect a mansion in proportion to the amount of influence itsought to obtain in this sphere Russia at once followed Thencame Italy with France hard on her heels England it isinteresting to note started last by way of economizing bought anold house added tinkered and finally at great expense rebuiltnearly the whole of it and got it quite done just before theoutbreak of the Great War when it was beginning to be doubtful ifMontenegro would ever again require a British Legation But this isanticipatingIn 1900 most of the Foreign Ministers Plenipotentiary dwelt incottages or parlourboarded at the Grand Hotel the focus ofcivilization where they dined together at the Round Table ofCetinje presided over by Monsieur Piguet the Swiss tutor of theyoung Princes a truly tactful man whom I have observed to calm aheated altercation between two Great Powers by switching off theconversation from such a delicate question as Which Legation hasthe finest flag France or Italy to something of internationalinterest such as Which washerwoman in Cetinje gets up shirtfronts best For Ministers Plenipotentiary when not artificiallyinflated with the importance of the land they represent are quitelike ordinary human beingsTheir number and variety caused me to ask But why are so manyPowers represented in such a hole of a place And the Italianarchitect who was designing the Russian Legation replied more trulythan he was perhaps aware Because Montenegro is the matchbox uponwhich the next European war will be lightedCetinje was then extraordinarily picturesque The Prince did all hecould to emphasize nationality National dress,9
+Produced by Don KostuchTranscribers NotesChapter numbers and subheading are both Roman numeralsThe chapter headings are preceded with the word ChapterText has been moved to avoid breaking sentences across page boundariesOther Gutenberg books on World War I areSergeant York And His Peopleby Samuel Kinkade Cowanhttpwwwgutenbergorgetext19117History of the World WarAn Authentic Narrative of the Worlds Greatest Warby Richard Joseph Beamishhttpwwwgutenbergorgetext18993This is a list of unfamiliar to me wordsapologue  Moral fable an allegoryarbitral  Relating to arbiters or arbitrationbahn  PathwayBelial  Spirit of evil personified the devil Satan worthlessnessbilletdoux  Love letterchatelaine  Mistress of a castle or fashionable household Clasp or chain for  holding keys trinkets etc worn at the waist by women womans  lapel ornament resembling thisconfabulations  Conversation discussionCredat Judaeus Apella non ego  Let the Jew Apella believe it not I  Roughly tell it to someone else not meescutcheon  Shield or similar surface showing a coat of armsflagitious  Shamefully wicked persons actions or times  Heinous or flagrant crimegrandiloquently  Speaking or expressed in a lofty style pompous bombastic turgid  pretentiousidentic  Identical in form as when two or more governments deal simultaneously  with another governmentlycanthropy  In folklore ability to assume the form and characteristics of a wolfMare Liberum  Body of navigable water to which all nations have unrestricted accessmendax Given to lyingmiching mallecho  Sneaky mischiefMittelEuropa  German term approximately equal to Central Europenon possumus  We cannotobeisance  Movement of the body showing respect or deferential courtesy bow  curtsy or similar gesturepassierscheine  Pass permitpersona grata  Acceptable person or diplomatic representativepoilus  French soldier especially in World War IPotsdam  Capital city of the federal state of Brandenburg in Germany southwest  of Berlin Berlin was the official capital of Prussia and later of the  German Empire but the court remained in nearby Potsdam and many  government officials also settled in Potsdam The city lost this  status as a second capital in 1918 when World War I ended and the  emperor Wilhelm II was deposedrefractory persons  Hard or impossible to manage stubbornly disobedientsagacity  Sound judgmentschmuck  Obnoxious contemptible clumsy or stupid personschrecklichkeit  Frightfulness horrorsoubrette  Maidservant in a play displaying coquetry pertness and a tendency to  engage in intrigue Flirtatious or frivolous young womantrepanning  Using a small circular saw with a center pin mounted on a strong  hollow metal shaft that is attached a transverse handle used in  surgery to remove circular disks of bone from the skullululation  Howl as a dog or a wolf hoot as an owl to lament loudly and  shrillyVallombrosa  Resort in central Italy near Florence a famous abbeyvicegerent  Person appointed by a head of state to act as an administrative deputyvoluble  Continuous flow of words fluent glib talkative articulate  garrulous loquaciousEnd Transcribers NotesBY HENRY VAN DYKEFighting for PeaceThe Unknown QuantityThe Ruling PassionThe Blue FlowerOutofDoors in the Holy LandDays OffLittle RiversFishermans LuckPoems Collection in one volumeThe Red FlowerThe Grand Canyon and Other PoemsThe White Bees and Other PoemsThe Builders and Other PoemsMusic and Other PoemsThe Toiling of Felix and Other PoemsThe House of RimmonCHARLES SCRIBNERS SONSFIGHTING FOR PEACEBYHENRY VAN DYKEDCL OXFORDRECENTLY UNITED STATES MINISTER TO HOLLANDNEW YORKCHARLES SCRIBNERS SONS1917Copyright 1917 by Charles Scribners SonsPublished November 1917Illustration Scribners LogoCONTENTSCHAPTERFOREWORDI   FAIRWEATHER AND STORM SIGNSII  APOLOGUEIII THE WERWOLF AT LARGEIV  GERMAN MENDAXV   A DIALOGUE ON PEACE BETWEEN A HOUSEHOLDER AND A BURGLARVI  STAND FAST YE FREEVII PAX HUMANAFOREWORDThis brief series of chapters is not a tale  Of moving accidents by flood and field  Of hairbreadth scapes i the imminent deadly breachSome dangers I have passed through during the last three years butnothing to speak ofNor is it a romance in the style of those thrilling novels of secretdiplomacy which I peruse with wonder and delight in hours of relaxationchiefly because they move about in worlds regarding which I have noexperience and little faithThere is nothing secret or mysterious about the American diplomaticservice so far as I have known it Of course there are times when likeevery other honestly and properly conducted affair it does not seekpublicity in the newspapers That I should suppose must always be afundamental condition of frank and free conversation between governmentsas between gentlemen There is a certain kind of reserve which isessential to candorBut American diplomacy has no picturesque meetings at midnight in thegloom of lonely forests no confabulations in black cellars with bandsof hireling desperadoes waiting to carry out its decrees no disguisesno masks no dark lanternsnothing half so exciting and melodramaticOn the contrary it is amazingly plain and straightforward with plentyof hard work but always open and aboveboard That is the rule for thediplomatic service of the United StatesIts chief and constant aims are known to all men First to maintainAmerican principles and interests and to get a fair showing for them inthe world Second to preserve and advance friendly relations andintercourse with the particular nation to which the diplomat is sentThird to promote a just and firm and free peace throughout the worldso that democracy everywhere may live without fearIt was the last of these three aims that acted as the main motive in myacceptance of President Wilsons invitation to go out as AmericanMinister to the Netherlands and Luxembourg in the summer of 1913 It waspleasant of course to return for a while to the land from which myancestors came so long ago It seemed also that some useful andinteresting work might be done to forward the common interests andideals of the United States and the Netherlandsthat bravelibertyloving nation from which our country learned and received somuch in its beginningsand in particular that there might beopportunity for cooperation in the Far East where the Dutch EastIndies and the Philippines are nextdoor neighbors But the chief thingthat drew me to Holland was the desire to promote the great work ofpeace which had been begun by the International Peace Conferences at TheHague,3
+Produced by Chuck Greif Mireille Harmelin and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpdprastkonetProduced from images of the Bibliothèque nationale deFrance BnFGallica at httpgallicabnffrNote du transcripteurCe livre présente des lettres de Napoléon Bonaparte à sa première femmeJoséphine de Beauharnais et à la Comtesse Marie de WalewskaRappelons que Napoléon Bonaparte eut deux épousesJoséphine Tascher de la Pagerie veuve du général Beauharnais quilépousa en 1796 et dont il divorça en 1809 car Joséphine ne lui avait pasdonné lhéritier à la dynastie quil souhaitaitMarieLouise fillede lempereur dAutriche quil épousa en 1810 et dont il eut un filsle roi de Rome 18111832 surnommé lAiglonCest pendant les pourparlers qui conduisirent au Traité de Tilsittsigné en 1807 entre Napoléon 1er et le tsar Alexandre 1er de Russietraité qui eut pour conséquences le démembrement de la Prusse et lareconstitution dun État polonais le Grand Duché de Varsovie queNapoléon fit la connaissance de la Comtesse Marie de Walewska àlaquelle furent adressées quelques unes des lettres présentées dans celivreRappelons brièvement les épisodes successifs de la vie politique etmilitaire de Napoléon Bonaparteen mars 1796 Bonaparte venait dêtre nommé général en chef delarmée dItalie pour combattre les Autrichiens Il y remporta desvictoires restées fameuses Castiglione Arcole Rivoli Le Traité deCampoformio octobre 1797 mit fin à la guerre avec les Autrichiensen 17981799 ce fut la Campagne dÉgypte où Bonaparte fut vainqueuraux Pyramides mais la flotte française fut détruite par Nelson àAboukiren 1800 ce fut la 2ème campagne dItalie avec la victoire deMarengo sur les AutrichiensBonaparte devint premier Consul à la suite du coup dÉtat du 18brumaire an VIII 9 novembre 1799 puis fut sacré Napoléon 1er Empereurdes Français le 2 décembre 1804Ce fut ensuite une succession de batailles victorieuses Austerlitz1805 Iéna 1806 Eylau et Friedland 1807 Wagram 1809 Mais il yeut la défaite de Trafalgar 1805 où la flotte française fut détruitepar les Anglais La Paix de Vienne fut signée le 14 octobre 1809 Puisvinrent les désastres avec la Campagne de Russie 1812 la CampagnedAllemagne et la Défaite de Leipzig octobre 1813 la Prise de Parispar les Alliés mars 1814 le Traité dabdication de Fontainebleauavril 1814 lexil à lîle dElbe le Congrès de Vienne qui opéra laliquidation du régime napoléonien en Europe les Cent Jours mars àjuillet 1815 après le retour de Napoléon de lIle dElbe la Défaite deWaterloo juin 1815 la 2ème abdication le 22 juin 1815 et le départpour son exil à SainteHélène où il mourra en 1821                                             NAPOLÉON BONAPARTE        TENDRESSES IMPÉRIALES  AVEC UNE LETTREPRÉFACE PAR ABEL GRI    LAmour est loccupation de lhomme    oisif la distraction du guerrier lécueil    du souverain    Napoléon Bonaparte               PARIS BIBLIOTHÈQUE INTERNATIONALE DÉDITION          E SANSOT  Cie       9 rue de lÉperon 9              MCMXIII    IL A ÉTÉ TIRÉ DE CET OUVRAGE25 EXEMPLAIRES NUMÉROTÉS SUR HOLLANDE         VAN GELDER ZONEN_Que diriezvous dune série qui grouperait les récits envoyés duthéâtre de leurs exploits à leurs maîtresses par nos héros et qui nousles ferait voir dans linstant où lamour agit sur eux comme un fermentdhéroïsme Les lettres du jeune général en chef de larmée dItalieouvriraient cette collection_                          MAURICE BARRÈSPréface des _Lettres du lieutenantcolonel Moll_                                   TABLE DES MATIÈRESLettrepréface à M Maurice BarrèsLettres du Général en chef de larmée dItalieLettres de Bonaparte Premier ConsulLettres de Napoléon EmpereurLettres de Napoléon à Joséphine après le divorceAPPENDICESDialogue sur lamourLa femme et le Code Napoléon Code civilCode pénalLettres à Mme Walewska                                   LETTREPRÉFACE À MAURICE BARRÈS_Voir réunies en une page dhéroïsme et de passion les lettres damourdu jeune général en chef de larmée dItalie cest une idée qui vousfut chère et que voici réalisée__En y joignant le Dialogue sur lAmour quécrivit le jeune lieutenantdartillerie et les billets fiévreux que lEmpereur fit parvenir à MarieWalewska nous ajoutons les clartés et les ombres qui feront mieuxvaloir la figure du héros__Il nest pas jusquà cet âpre énoncé des articles du Code qui comme lagravure sévère de quelque eauforte ne puisse fixer dans notre cerveaula pensée austère du Maître__Nous ne dirons pas lhistoire de ses amours Si nous les savonsmultiples nous avons retenu quelles ne lobsédèrent pas Sans lesconsidérer comme une tare il pensait justement quelles étaient un malinévitable à lhomme sans foyer et que pour cette raison mieux valaitles taire et les cacher__Cest encore laimer que de ne pas attacher dimportance aux actes desa vie quil estimait négligeables__Aussi sa tendresse pour Marie Walewska nauratelle que lagrémentdune faiblesse sentourant de romantisme__Elle aura le charme troublant dune page de littérature où lamourdiscute lêtre aimé à la curiosité des foules et à la raillerie despamphlétaires Malgré ses moments de véritable grandeur et malgrélinaltérable souvenir quil lui garda laventure polonaise ne resteraquune aventure sans doute plus longue plus relevée parmi les autresmais dont on na pas à chercher les conséquences parce quelle nepouvait pas en avoir dans la pensée et par la volonté du héros__Lidée du rétablissement dun royaume par lintervention de lamour nesera quune chimère,9
+Produced by David Garcia and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet This file wasproduced from images generously made available by TheKentuckiana Digital LibraryIllustration                        RECTOR                          OF                      ST MARKSIllustrationIllustration                         THE                 RECTOR OF ST MARKS                         BY                  MRS MARY J HOLMES    AUTHOR OF DORA DEANE MAGGIE MILLER LENA RIVERS               THE ENGLISH ORPHAN ETC                M A DONOHUE  CO                      CHICAGO                                   THE RECTOR OF ST MARKSCHAPTER IFRIDAY AFTERNOONThe Sunday sermon was finished and the young rector of St Marksturned gladly from his studytable to the pleasant south window wherethe June roses were peeping in and abandoned himself for a fewmoments to the feeling of relief he always experienced when his weekswork was done To say that no secular thoughts had intruded themselvesupon the rectors mind as he planned and wrote that sermon would notbe true for though morbidly conscientious on many points andearnestly striving to be a faithful shepherd of the souls committed tohis care Arthur Leighton possessed the natural desire that those wholistened to him should not only think well of what he taught but alsoof the form in which the teaching was presented When he became aclergyman he did not cease to be a man with all a mans capacity tolove and to be loved and so though he fought and prayed against ithe had seldom brought a sermon to the people of St Marks in whichthere was not a thought of Anna Ruthvens soft brown eyes and theway they would look at him across the heads of the congregation Annaled the village choir and the rector was painfully conscious that fartoo much of earth was mingled with his devotional feelings during themoments when the singing over he walked from his armchair to thepulpit and heard the rustle of the crimson curtain in the organ loftas it was drawn back disclosing to view the five heads of whichAnnas was the center It was very wrong he knew and today he hadprayed earnestly for pardon when after choosing his text SimonSimon lovest thou me instead of plunging at once into his subjecthe had without a thought of what he was doing idly written upon ascrap of paper lying near Anna Anna lovest thou me more thanthese the these referring to the wealthy Thornton Hastings his oldclassmate in college who was going to Saratoga this very summer forthe purpose of meeting Anna Ruthven and deciding if she would do tobecome Mrs Thornton Hastings and mistress of the house on MadisonSquare With a bitter groan at the enormity of his sin and a ferventprayer for forgiveness the rector had torn the slips of paper inshreds and given himself so completely to his work that his sermon wasdone a full hour earlier than usual and he was free to indulge inreveries of Anna for as long a time as he pleasedI wonder if Mrs Meredith has come he thought as with his feetupon the windowsill he sat looking across the meadowland to wherethe chimneys and gable roof of Captain Humphreys house was visiblefor Captain Humphreys was Anna Ruthvens grandfather and it was thereshe had lived since she was three years oldAs if thoughts of Mrs Meredith reminded him of something else therector took from the drawer of his writing table a letter received theprevious day and opening to the second page read again as follows   Are you going anywhere this summer Of course not for so long   as there is an unbaptized child or a bedridden old woman in the   parish you must stay at home even if you do grow as rusty as   did Professor Cobdens coat before we boys made him a present of   a new one I say Arthur there was a capital fellow spoiled when   you took to the ministry with your splendid talents and rare   gift for making people like and believe in you   Now I suppose you will reply that for this denial of self you   look for your reward in heaven and I suppose you are right but   as I have no reason to think I have any stock in that region I   go in for a good time here and this summer I take it at   Saratoga where I expect to meet one of your lambs I hear you   have in your flock forty in all their ages varying from fifteen   to fifty But this particular lamb Miss Anna Ruthven is I   fancy the fairest of them all and as I used to,10
+Produced by Sigal Alon Christine P Travers and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet Thisfile was produced from images generously made availableby The Internet ArchiveCanadian LibrariesTranscribers note Obvious printers errors have been correctedThe original spelling has been retainedPage 17 some with faces turned upwards     the word turned was crossedPage 234 Added a round bracket     A bullet whistles by on the right of Bills head                         THE RED HORIZON                       BY THE SAME AUTHOR                    CHILDREN OF THE DEAD END                  The Autobiography of a Navvy                  Ten Thousand Printed within Ten                      Days of Publication                   THE RATPIT _Third Edition_                        THE AMATEUR ARMY           The Experiences of a Soldier in the Making                         THE GREAT PUSH                         THE RED HORIZON                                BY                          PATRICK MACGILL                        WITH A FOREWORD BY                      VISCOUNT ESHER G C B                             TORONTO                      McCLELLAND GOODCHILD                          STEWART LIMITED                             LONDON                    HERBERT JENKINS LIMITED                              1916             THE ANCHOR PRESS LTD TIPTREE ESSEX                              TO                        THE LONDON IRISH             TO THE SPIRIT OF THOSE WHO FIGHT AND TO             THE MEMORY OF THOSE WHO HAVE PASSED AWAY                     THIS BOOK IS DEDICATEDFOREWORD_To_ PATRICK MACGILL     Rifleman No 3008 London IrishDEAR PATRICK MACGILLThere is open in France a wonderful exhibition of the work of the manygallant artists who have been serving in the French trenches throughthe long months of the WarThere is not a young writer painter or sculptor of French blood whois not risking his life for his country Can we make the same proudboastWhen I recruited you into the London Irishone of those splendidregiments that London has sent to Sir John French himself anIrishmanit was with gratitude and prideYou had much to give us The rare experiences of your boyhood yourtalents your brilliant hopes for the future Upon all these theWestern hills and loughs of your native Donegal seemed to have a priorclaim But you gave them to London and to our London Territorials Itwas an example and a symbolThe London Irish will be proud of their young artist in words and hewill for ever be proud of the London Irish Regiment its deeds andvalour to which he has dedicated such great gifts May God preserveyou                                   Yours sincerely,9
+Produced by Juliet Sutherland Sankar Viswanathan and theOnline Distributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet                          THE OUTDOOR CHUMS                            AT CABIN POINT                                  OR                        The Golden Cup Mystery                                  BY                         CAPTAIN QUINCY ALLEN             AUTHOR OF THE OUTDOOR CHUMS THE OUTDOOR                    CHUMS IN THE BIG WOODS ETC                                _The_                              GOLDSMITH                            Publishing Co                            CLEVELAND OHIO                         COPYRIGHT 1916 BY                           GROSSET  DUNLAP                                   CONTENTSCHAPTERI       ON THE WAY TO CAMPII      A COOL CUSTOMERIII     TAKING POSSESSIONIV      AS BUSY AS BEAVERSV       A CALL FOR HELPVI      THE HOME OF THE OSPREYVII     THE CHAINED DOORVIII    WHEN THE FLASHLIGHT TRAP WORKEDIX      THE FORAGING PARTYX       TRESPASSERSXI      IN THE BIG TIMBERXII     CAUGHT IN THE STORMXIII    TAKING A BEELINE FOR CAMPXIV     THE RETURN OF THE VOYAGERSXV      DAYS OF REAL SPORTXVI     SHOWING BLUFF AND JERRYXVII    THE WARNINGXVIII   THE ACCUSATIONXIX     REPAYING HIS DEBTXX      GROPING IN THE DARKXXI     AN UNEXPECTED APPEALXXII    FIRST AID TO THE INJUREDXXIII   A LIGHT IN THE WINDOWXXIV    THE MYSTERY SOLVEDXXV     CONCLUSION                                   THE OUTDOOR CHUMS AT CABIN POINTCHAPTER ION THE WAY TO CAMPWere going into the woods light this time it seems boysRemember Bluff we sent along most of our stuff such as blanketsand grub as also the cooking outfit in charge of old Anthony thestage driverThats a fact Will and he was to leave it at the abandoned mineshaft from which point we expect to make pack horses of ourselvesTrue for you Jerry And unless Frank here has made a mistake in hisreckoning were due to reach that hole in the ground before anotherhourHow about that FrankWell fetch up there in less time than that I reckon fellows Totell you the truth it cant be more than a mile away from hereBully for that And after we get over the peak of this rocky ridge weought to be on the downgrade most of the wayWhen Jerry Wallington gave expression to his gratitude after thisfashion two of his companions waved their hats as though he voicedtheir sentiments One of these boys was Will Milton and while he didnot seem to be quite as vigorous as his chums still his active lifeduring the last two years had done much to build up his strength Asfor Bluff Masters any one could see from his looks that he had aconstitution of iron while his face told of determination borderingon obstinacy The fourth member of the little party tramping alongthis road leading over the ridge was Frank Langdon He was a boy ofmany parts able to take the lead in most matters and looked up to byhis comradesAll of them lived in the town of Centerville where on account oftheir love for the open and for camp life they had become known asthe Outdoor Chums Fortune had indeed been kind to these four boysand allowed them to enjoy opportunities for real sport that come theway of few ladsThey had first called themselves the Rod Gun and Camera Clubbecause their activities in,11
+Produced by David Clarke and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet                      _Methuens Colonial Library_                              QUISANTÉ                          BY THE SAME AUTHOR                    A Man of Mark                    Mr Witts Widow                    Father Stafford                    A Change of Air                    Half a Hero                    The Prisoner of Zenda                    The God in the Car                    The Dolly Dialogues                    Comedies of Courtship                    The Chronicles of Count Antonio                    The Heart of Princess Osra                    Phroso                    Simon Dale                    Rupert of Hentzau                    The Kings Mirror                              QUISANTÉ                                 BY                            ANTHONY HOPE                            METHUEN  CO                        36 ESSEX STREET WC                                LONDON                                 1900                          _Colonial Library_                              CONTENTSCHAPTER                                                          PAGE    I DICK BENYONS OUTSIDER                                       1   II MOMENTS                                                     16  III SANDROS WAY                                                31   IV HES COMING                                                46    V WHIMSYWHAMSIES,13
+Produced by Roger Frank and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetA GIRL IN TEN THOUSANDBYL T MEADEAUTHOR OF BASHFUL FIFTEEN THE CHILDREN OF WILTON CHASEGIRLS NEW AND OLD RED ROSE AND TIGER LILY ETCNEW YORKHURST AND COMPANY PUBLISHERSCHAPTER IYou are the comfort of my life Effie If you make up your mind to goaway what is to become of meThe speaker was a middleaged woman She was lying on a sofa in a shabbylittle parlor The sofa was covered with horsehair the room had afaded paper and faded chintz covered the shabby furniture The womanspleading words were emphasized by her tired eyes and worn face Shelooked full at the young girl to whom she spokeWhat shall I do without you and what will your father sayI have made up my mind said Effie I dont want to be unkind to youmotherI love you more than words can saybut I must go out into theworld I must live my life like other girlsYou had none of these ideas until you met Dorothy FraserYes I have had them for a long time Dorothy has given them emphasisthats all Dorothys mother did not like her to go away but now she isglad She says that nothing has made Dorothy into so fine a woman astaking her life into her own hands and making the best she can of itBefore I go mother I will get Agnes to learn all my duties she shallhelp you She is nearly fourteen she ought to be of use to you oughtshe notShe would not be like you replied Mrs Staunton She is very youngremember and is at school most of the day I wont argue with youEffie but it tires me even to think of itEffie sighed She bent down and kissed her mother Her words had soundedhard and almost defiant but there was nothing at all hard or defiantabout her sweet face She was a darkeyed girl and looked as if shemight be any age between seventeen and twenty There was a likenessbetween her and her mother quite sufficient to show their relationshipboth faces were softly curved both pairs of eyes were dark and themother must have been even prettier in her youth than the daughter wasnowAs I say continued Mrs Staunton it fills me with terror to thinkof doing without youTry not to think of it mother I am not going yet I only want to govery much indeed I am going to talk to father about it I want to havethe thing arranged while Dorothy is hereHere Effie went suddenly on her knees by the sofa and threw one youngarm protectingly round her motherYou do not know what it means to me she said When Dorothy talks ofthe full life the keen interest the battle the thrill of living Ifeel that I must go into itI mustWhile Effie was speaking Mrs Staunton looked fixedly at her There aremoments which all mothers know when they put themselves completely outof sight when they blot themselves out as it were This time had cometo Mrs Staunton nowAfter a pause she said and her words came out even without a sighThe question after all is this Effie What will your father sayWhen he thinks it out carefully he will be pleased replied Effie Hemust be interested in the profession I want to take up How oftenohhow often motherhas he groaned and sighed at the bad nursing whichhis patients get You know you have always said and he has said thesame that I am a born nurse Wont he be proud and pleased when I comehome and tell him all about the new ways in which things are done inLondon hospitals You know there are six of us and Agnes and Katie aregrowing up and can take my place at home presently Of course I knowthat father is quite the cleverest doctor in Whittington but nobodygets ill here and it is quite impossible to go on clothing and feedingsix of us with no means at all I do not think I am vain mother and Ido not really care very much about dress but mine is shabby is it notI think I should look prettyas pretty as you must have looked longagoif I were better dressedNo dress can change your face said Mrs Staunton with suddenpassion You have the sweetest and dearest face in the world to meWhen you go away the sunshine will go out of my life but my darlingmy darling I wontyou shall never have it to say that your motherstood in your way I must think however of what your father will sayto this I can only warn you that if there is one person your fatherdreads and dislikes more than another it is the modern girl He said tome Thank God Effie has none of that hideous modernity about her Sheis fairly goodlooking she does not think about Girton or Newnham orany of the womens colleges in short she has no advanced ideasThat is all he knows replied Effie The fact is I must and will dosomething to earn my living You are sending George out into the worldto win his spurs and I am going to win mineIn what way asked Mrs Staunton You know you are not cleverDorothy thinks I can be a nurse mother May she come and see you andtalk it all overThere is no harm in talking it over said Mrs Staunton But now Iwish you would go upstairs and help Susan to put the children to bedYou can bring baby downstairs if you like and I will undress him Runalong Effierun along theres a good childOh yes mother Ill go only just answer me one question first MayDorothy come here after supper tonightWhat is the use of my seeing her Your father is the one to decideI will ask father to stay in after supperI dont think he will A message has come from the Watson people overat the farm Mrs Watson was taken bad with a stitch,1
+Produced by Jeroen Hellingman and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet                            De Koran                       Voorafgegaan door                     Het leven van Mahomed                   Eene inleiding omtrent de           Godsdienstgebruiken der Mahomedanen enzMet ophelderende aanmerkingen en historische aanteekeningen van     M Kasimirski Dr L Ullmann Dr G Weil en R Sale                 Uitgegeven onder toezicht van                         Dr S Keyzer                          Vierde druk                     Waaraan is toegevoegd          Een overzicht van de geschiedenis der Turken    voornamelijk in hunne verhouding tot het overige Europa                              Door                         Dr N Japikse               Met 3 in kleuren gedrukte Kaartjes                      RotterdamD BolleVOORBERICHT BIJ DEN TWEEDEN DRUKToen de eerste druk van den Koran nu 20 jaar geleden onder toezichtvan den bekwamen Hoogleeraar Keyzer bij mij het licht zag werder bepaald op gewezen dat de kennis van de godsdienstgebruikender Mahomedanen een noodzakelijk vereischte is om tot een juistebeoordeeling te komen der geduchte macht die haar hoofdzetel inKonstantinopel heeft en vandaar zich over geheel Azië en AfrikauitstrektHonderd dertig millioen Mahomedanen staan in de voornaamstewerelddeelen steeds gewapend tegenover drie honderd zestig millioenChristenenGedurende meer dan twaalf eeuwen is de Turk de openbare vijand vanden Christen en heeft deze laatste den Mahomedaan als zijn erfvijandleeren beschouwenEn toch is de Christen over het algemeen al zeer oppervlakkig inzijne beschouwing van den Muzelman slechts schaars bekend met dengodsdienst van MahomedSinds meer dan twaalf eeuwen hebben honderden millioenen menschenin dit geloof hun levensgids gevonden Men noeme dezen godsdiensteen dwaling t is zeker dat geen Christensecte tot op dezen dagvoor haar geloof zóó heeft geleden en gestreden als deze geminachteMuzelman voor het zijneDe leer van Mahomed heeft slechts drie geloofsartikelen Er ismaar één GodMahomed is Zijn profeetNiemand kan het lotdat éénmaal onveranderlijk over hem is vastgesteld ontgaanMahomed noemde zichzelf Gods profeet de Christenwereld noemdeMahomed een kwakzalver Het is bezwaarlijk aan te nemen dat eenGodsdienst waarin honderden millioenen schepselen van gelijkebeweging als wij leven en sterven gedurende nu meer dan twaalfeeuwen dat zulk een godsdienst geheel op kwakzalverij berustWanneer wij er Mahomed een verwijt van maken dat hij zijngodsdienstige leerstellingen doordreef met het zwaard dan mogen wijChristenen niet vergeten dat de grondlegger van onzen godsdienstwel een godsdienst des vredes en der liefde predikte doch dat Karelde Groote eveneens het zwaard gebruikte om de door hem overwonnenvolkeren tot het Christendom te bekeerenEn als de Christen zijn Bijbel hoog in eere houdt dan zien wij dat deeerbied die den Muzelman voor zijn Koran heeft vooral niet minder isIs het Mahomedanisme in Europa nog een groote kracht gelijkuit den laatsten worstelstrijd met Rusland blijkt blijft het inhet BritschIndische rijk het allesbeheerschend element ook inonze NederlandschIndische bezittingen is het opgegroeid tot eeneverbazende machtSedert Europa en Indië in versnelde gemeenschap zijn de afstandtusschen beiden van maanden tot weken is ingekrompen elke maandhonderden van Europa naar Azi�� afreizen is de noodzakelijkheidvermeerderd om de grondbeginselen te kennen van de kracht die daaralles beheerscht welker voorhoede reikt tot aan de grenzen vanRusland en Oostenrijk en eenmaal zelfs voor de poorten van Weenende vlag van den profeet ontplooideZiedaar waarom het wenschelijk mag genoemd worden dat een tweedevermeerderde druk van de Nederduitsche vertaling van den Koran daarineen licht ontsteke dat velen welkom zal zijnHaarlem 1878                                    J J van BrederodeVOORBERICHT BIJ DEN VIERDEN DRUKWat de vorige uitgever in zijn Voorbericht bij den Tweeden Drukten opzichte van doel en strekking van dit boek heeft gezegd isheden nog even juist en actueel als het destijds was bij dezenvierden druk behoeft daaraan niets te worden toegevoegdAlleen aangaande het Overzicht van de Geschiedenis der Turken zijopgemerkt dat dit hoofdstuk door Dr N Japikse geheel opnieuw werdgeschreven ten behoeve van den derden druk en thans weder door hemwerd herzienDe drie kaartjes bij dit hoofdstuk behoorend werden speciaal voordeze uitgave ontworpen en geteekend door den heer H Hettema JrRotterdam 1916                                             D BolleINHOUDILevensschets van Mahomet 1IIDe Koran Algemeen overzicht 41IIIDe Islam Algemeen overzicht 57IVDe Koran    I Inleiding Gegeven te Mekka7 verzen 69    II De Koe Gegeven te,21
+Produced by V L Simpson Suzanne Shell and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetIllustration  I cant believe that the castle of Ham was as striking  in its untouched magnificence as now in the rosered  splendour of its ruin  pg 248                EVERYMANS LAND          BY C N  A M WILLIAMSON                   AUTHOR OF  _The Lightning Conductor Discovers America_        _Lady Betty Across the Water_         _Set in Silver_ _Etc_                _Frontispiece_                A L BURT COMPANY  Publishers                                    New York  Published by arrangement with Doubleday Page  Company            COPYRIGHT 1918 BY          C N  A M WILLIAMSON    ALL RIGHTS RESERVED INCLUDING THAT OF      TRANSLATION INTO FOREIGN LANGUAGES          INCLUDING THE SCANDINAVIAN  COPYRIGHT 1918 BY THE FRANK A MUNSEY COMPANY    TO ALL SOLDIERS WHO HAVE FOUGHT    OR FIGHT FOR EVERYMANS LAND AND    EVERYMANS RIGHT AND TO THOSE           WHO LOVE FRANCECHAPTER IPadre when you died you left a message for me You asked me to go onwriting if I were in trouble just as I used to write when you were onearth I used to confess and you used to advise Also you used toscold _How_ you used to scold I am going to do now what you asked inthat messageI shall never forget how you packed me off to school at Brighton andBrian to Westward Ho the year father died and left us to youthe mosttroublesome legacy a poor bachelor parson ever had Id made up my mindto hate England Brian couldnt hate anything or anybody dreamers dontknow how to hate and I wanted to hate you for sending us there Iwanted to be hated and misunderstood I disguised myself as a Leprechaunand sulked but it didnt work where you were concerned You understoodme as no one else ever couldor will I believe You taught mesomething about life and to see that people are much the same all overthe world if you take them by the heartYou took _me_ by the heart and you held me by it from the time I wastwelve till the time when you gave your life for your country Tenyears When I tell them over now as a nun tells the beads of herrosary I realize what good years they were and how theirgoodnesswith such goodness as I had in me to face themcame throughyouEven after you died you seemed to be near with encouragement andadvice Remembering how pleased you were when I decided to train as anurse added later to the sense of your nearness because I felt youwould rejoice when I was able to be of real use It was only after youwent that my work began to count but I was sure you knew I could hearyour voice say Good girl Hurrah for you when I got the gold medalfor nursing the contagious cases your dear old Irish voice as it usedto say the same words when I brought you my school prizesPerhaps I _was_ a good girl Anyhow I was a good nurse Not that Ideserved much credit Brian was fighting and in danger day and nightYou were gone and I was glad to be a soldier in my way with never aminute to think of myself Besides somehow I wasnt one bit afraid I_loved_ the work But _Padre mio_ I am not a good girl now Im awicked girl wickeder than you or I ever dreamed it was in me to be atmy worst Yet if your spirit should appear as I write to warn me thatIm sinning an unpardonable sin I should go on sinning itFor one thing its for Brian twin brother of my body twin brother ofmy heart For another thing its too late to turn back Theres a doorthat has slammed shut behind me                                   Now Ill begin and tell you everything exactly as it happened Many aconfessionletter Ive begun in just these words but never one likethis I dont deserve that it should bring me the heartease which usedto come But the thought of you is my star in darkness Brian is thelast person to whom I can speak because above all things I want him tobe happy On earth there is no one else Beyond the earth thereis_you_When Brian was wounded they expected him to die and he was asking forme The telegram came one day when we had all been rather overworked inthe hospital and I was feeling ready to drop I must only have imaginedmy tiredness though for when I heard about Brian I grew suddenly strongas steel I was given leave and disinfected and purified as thoroughlyas Esther when she was being made worthy of Ahasuerus Then I dashed offto catch the first train going northSt Raphael was our railway station but I hadnt seen the place since Itook up work,1
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+Produced by Roger Frank and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetWOMAN AND WOMANHOODBY DR C W SALEEBYWOMAN AND WOMANHOODHEALTH STRENGTH AND HAPPINESSTHE CYCLE OF LIFEEVOLUTION THE MASTER KEYWORRY THE DISEASE OF THE AGETHE CONQUEST OF CANCER A PLAN OF CAMPAIGNPARENTHOOD AND RACE CULTUREWOMAN AND WOMANHOODA SEARCH FOR PRINCIPLESbyC W SALEEBYMD FRSE ChB FZSFellow of the Obstetrical Society of Edinburgh and formerlyResident Physician Edinburgh Maternity HospitalVicePresident Divorce Law Reform Union Member of theRoyal Institution and of Council of the Sociological SocietyMITCHELL KENNERLEYNEW YORK AND LONDONMCMXICopyright 1911 byMitchell KennerleyPress of J J Little  Ives CoEast Twentyfourth StreetNew York                       CONTENTS                                              PAGE       I FIRST PRINCIPLES                       1      II THE LIFE OF THE WORLD TO COME         34     III THE PURPOSE OF WOMANHOOD              52      IV THE LAW OF CONSERVATION               64       V THE DETERMINATION OF SEX              72      VI MENDELISM AND WOMANHOOD               81     VII BEFORE WOMANHOOD                      92    VIII THE PHYSICAL TRAINING OF GIRLS        99      IX THE HIGHER EDUCATION OF WOMEN        128       X THE PRICE OF PRUDERY                 132      XI EDUCATION FOR MOTHERHOOD             151     XII THE MATERNAL INSTINCT                163    XIII CHOOSING THE FATHERS OF THE FUTURE   193     XIV THE MARRIAGE AGE FOR GIRLS           197      XV THE FIRST NECESSITY                  219     XVI ON CHOOSING A HUSBAND                234    XVII THE CONDITIONS OF MARRIAGE           258   XVIII THE CONDITIONS OF DIVORCE            291     XIX THE RIGHTS OF MOTHERS                296      XX WOMEN AND ECONOMICS                  327     XXI THE CHIEF ENEMY OF WOMEN             348    XXII CONCLUSION                           386CHAPTER IFIRST PRINCIPLESWe are often and rightly reminded that woman is half the human race Itis truer even than it appears Not only is woman half of the presentgeneration but present woman is half of all the generations of men andwomen to come The argument of this book which will be regarded asreactionary by many women called advancedpresumably as doctors saythat a case of consumption is advancedinvolves nothing other thanadequate recognition of the importance of woman in the most important ofall matters It is true that my primary concern has been to furnish forthe individual woman and for those in charge of girlhood a guide oflife based upon the known physiology of sex But it is a poor guide oflife which considers only the transient individual and poorest of allin this very caseIf it were true that woman is merely the vessel and custodian of thefuture lives of men and women entrusted to her antenatal care by theirfathers as many creeds have supposed then indeed it would be aquestion of relatively small moment how the mothers of the future werechosen Our ingenious devices for ensuring the supremacy of man lendcolour to this idea We name children after their fathers and the factthat they are also to some extent of the maternal stock is obscuredBut when we ask to what extent they are also of maternal stock we findthat there is a rigorous equality between the sexes in this matter Itis a fact which has been ignored or inadequately recognized by everyfeminist and by every eugenist from Plato until the present timeSalient qualities whether good or ill are more commonly displayed bymen than by women Great strength or physical courage or endurancegreat ability or genius together with a variety of abnormalities aremuch more commonly found in men than in women and the eugenic emphasishas therefore always been laid upon the choice of fathers rather than,52
+Produced by Carlo Traverso Claudio Paganelli and theOnline Distributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet  EDMONDO DE AMICIS  Speranze e Glorie  Le tre Capitali  TorinoFirenzeRoma  MILANO  FRATELLI TREVES EDITORI  1911  Terzo Migliaio  PROPRIETÀ LETTERARIA  _I diritti di riproduzione e di traduzione sono riservati  per tutti i paesi compresi la Svezia la Norvegia e lOlanda_  Tip Fratelli TrevesNOTA A QUESTA NUOVA EDIZIONE1ª edizione Treves1911Edmondo De Amicis fu eccellente oratore Quale concetto avesse dellapubblica eloquenza come sentisse quella enorme fatica di tutte lepotenze vitali spiegò egli medesimo nelle _Confessioni dunconferenziere_ che servono dintroduzione al libro intitolato _Capodanno pagine parlate_ Quale fascino di persuasione e dentusiasmoegli esercitasse sugli uditori attestano tutti quelli che ebberooccasione di ascoltarlo Dal ricco e vario vibrar della voce dalgesto semplice dal balenare dellanima nella chiara onesta faccia datutta lespressione della sua figura emanava la medesima virtù disimpatia per cui ebbero e serbano tanta nobile popolarità i suoilibri La tempra del suo ingegno e il suo gran cuore erano fattiapposta per assicurargli quella immediata corrispondenza spiritualecon la moltitudine degli uditori senza la quale ogni più dottaeloquenza è invanoE fu oratore di attitudini così diverse che parrebbero opposte seppecon mirabile giustezza di modi parlare via via alle persone colte ealla plebe alle donne agli studienti ai fanciulli fu conferenziereelegante e arringatore ardente di patria e di partito sopra tuttoriuscì spontaneamente maestro delleloquenza men tentata dai letteratie più difficile quella che si rivolge alle menti inesperte al popoloprivo di cultura e agitato dalle passioni politiche ai ragazzi checominciano appena nelle scuole a sentire la forza della parola cheillumina e commuove Chi gli fu più vicino ricorda poi comegli avessefelice la vena del breve detto doccasione e del brindisi sì nellepubbliche cerimonie sì nei conviti amichevoli che gli piacevanotanto al suo tempo migliore e nei quali studiò da par suo lesignificazioni e le bizzarrie dell_Eloquenza convivale_Un senso nativo della misura e dellopportunità governava sempre lasua parola e il culto interiore della parola stessa il vigileintuito dellartista faceva sì che qualunque cosa in qualunquecircostanza dicesse non gli venisse mai meno quel decoro letterarioche non lascia perdere dignità ad alcuna delle sue scritture anchealle più umili e famigliari Dordinario non improvvisava dicevaprosa scritta ma scritta per essere parlata e però colorita e mossasecondo lintento oratorio che si proponeva E del resto parlata persuo istinto e per suo istituto era tutta la prosa del De Amicisparlata fu virtualmente tutta quanta la sua opera letteraria la qualetanto può sui lettori perchè a tutti fa leffetto di una conversazioneimmediata dello scrittore con loroEgli non diede alle stampe tutte le sue conferenze non tutti i suoidiscorsi lasciò raccogliere Pubblicò prima nel 1880 insieme conquelle di dieci altri amici la conferenza sul _Vino_ ora entrata nellenuove edizioni delle _Pagine allegre_ e lanno dopo nella _Gazzettaletteraria_ di Torino quella su _Lespressione del viso_ che avevafatto al teatro Carignano per sovvenire ai figli del morto amicoRoberto Sacchetti Delle tre conferenze che disse al teatro Colón diBuenos Aires e poi al teatro Solis di Montevideo fra laprile e ilgiugno del 1884 su Vittorio Emanuele Cavour e Garibaldiquestultima sola rifece e stampò in Italia quale si legge nelpresente volume Più volte fu ristampata laltra conferenza su _Inostri contadini in America_ tenuta il 31 gennaio 1887 alla Societàfilarmonicodrammatica di Trieste e compresa ora nel volume di _Capodanno_ la quale diede agli uditori e alloratore argomento dicommozione indicibile ricordata da lui nellultima pagina delle_Confessioni dun conferenziere_ scritte appunto lanno seguenteRimangono in volumetti separati la conferenza su _La lettera anonima_ ei famosi discorsi _Ai ragazzi_ stimati un capolavoro di letteraturainfantile che segue ed integra luniversale libro del _Cuore_ Poco siconserva e quel poco monco e disperso dei discorsi fatti dal DeAmicis in private adunanze e in comizi del partito socialista massimein occasione di elezioni politiche salvo i due grandi discorsi _Per il1º maggio_ e _Per la questione sociale_ compresi in questo volume ealcune minori cose contenute nellaltro libro che sintitola _Lottecivili_Lultima volta che il De Amicis parlò in pubblico fu il 20 marzo 1898per pronunziare la commemorazione pur essa qui stampata di FeliceCavallotti al teatro Nazionale di Torino teatro popolare riboccantequel giorno ricordo bene del popolo più misto che si potesse vederee che loratore sollevò tutto nel consenso e nellammirazioneirresistibilmenteEgli fu eletto deputato del 1º collegio di Torino il 17 luglio diquellanno Sera lasciato presentare candidato per obbedire albisogno di una protesta politica del suo partito allora insorto eperseguitato Ma rinunziò allufficio e il Parlamento non udì mai lasua parola Due giorni prima dellelezione gli era morta la madreamatissima E pochi mesi dopo gli morì il figlio primogenito Furiodolore atroce che non trovò mai più confortoFolgorato nel capo lo scrittore si ritrasse nellombra e nelsilenzio della sua casa desolata abbandonò per sempre la vitapubblica non accettò più di fare conferenze e discorsi e da allorain poi fu tutto nel quotidiano solitario lavoro col quale però il suospirito chiuso ai richiami esterni comunicava così largamente con gliinnumerevoli lettori fedeliIn questo libro _Speranze e Glorie_ edito prima dal Giannotta diCatania il De Amicis riunì i suoi più importanti discorsi dargomentocommemorativo e sociale Un altro simile volume _Lotte civili_raccoglie i suoi scritti polemici per il socialismo e per la pace deipopoli Con questi due libri si determina lazione politica delloscrittore la quale a riscontro della sua opera letteraria non deverimanere dimenticata perchè è troppo gran parte di quella generosavita intellettuale a cui non mancò mai la rispettosa e affettuosaattenzione degli italianiTorino aprile 1911DINO MANTOVANISperanze e GlorieIPer una distribuzione di premiALLE ALUNNEVi parlo non perchè io pensi che non sarebbe compiuta senza le mieparole questa cara festa dedicata a voi ma per prolungare a me diqualche momento il piacere vivissimo di vederviQuanto vi potrei dire di più opportuno e di più degno ve lo diconoogni giorno le vostre brave insegnanti e con assai maggiore autoritàche non possa esser la mia perchè esse vi esortano al lavoro e ve nedànno le prime lesempio vi raccomandano la bontà e vi dimostrano congli atti che cosa sia lesser buone vi diconoStudiate educateviper la,4
+Produced by Claudio Paganelli Carlo Traverso and theOnline Distributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetThis file was produced from images generously madeavailable by Biblioteca Nazionale Braidense  Milano  LARTE  DI  prender Marito  DI  PAOLO MANTEGAZZA  per far seguito a  _Larte di prender Moglie_  FRATELLI TREVES EDITORI  1894  LARTE DI PRENDER MARITO  OPERE DI PAOLO MANTEGAZZA  _Edizioni Treves_  _India_ 3ª edizione illustrata                          L  3 50  _Gli amori degli uomini_ 11ª edizione con numerose  note ed aggiunte 2 volumi                                    6   _Le estasi umane_ 2 volumi 5ª edizione                     7   _Testa_ libro per i giovinetti 17ª edizione                2   _Un giorno a Madera_ 15ª edizione                           1   _Il secolo tartufo_ 4ª edizione                             2   _Fisiologia dellodio_ 3ª edizione                          5   _Igiene dellamore_ 4ª impressione della nuova edizione  1889 collaggiunta di due capitoli                          4   _Epicuro_ Saggio di una fisiologia del bello 2ª edizione   3 50  _Dizionario delle cose belle_ 2ª ediz                       4   _Fisiologia della donna_ 2 volumi 3ª ediz                  8   _Larte di prender moglie_ 5ª edizione                      4   _Larte di prender marito_                                    4   PAOLO MANTEGAZZA note biografiche e critiche di Carlo  Reynaudi col ritratto di Paolo Mantegazza                    2   LARTE  DI  prender Marito  DI  PAOLO MANTEGAZZA  per far seguito a  _Larte di prender Moglie_  MILANO  FRATELLI TREVES EDITORI  1894  PROPRIETÀ LETTERARIA  _Riservati tutti i diritti_  Milano Tip Treves   _Alle troppo impazienti   Alle troppo esigenti   Alle troppo positive che credono bastare   alla felicità del matrimonio molti   quattrini e una corona   Alle troppo poetiche che credono bastare   al matrimonio lamore   Dedico questo nuovo libro   Perchè tutte imparino che se il matrimonio   può darci la massima felicità è   anche la più instabile delle combinazioni   chimiche il più delicato il più intricato   il più fragile di tutti i meccanismi_   Decembre 1893PARTE PRIMAIL RACCONTOCAPITOLO PRIMO_La bambina diventa donna_Era un mattino di marzo e un sole impaziente sera alzatotroppo presto spargendo per laria azzurra e già calda lorodella sua luce il tepore del suo fiatoLa stazione era molto vicina alla casa di Emma e a piedi eraandata coi suoi ad augurare il buon viaggio ad un cuginoingegnere che sposo da solo un mese doveva fare per lufficiosuo un lungo viaggio e lasciar sola la sposa per qualchesettimanaCugini e cugine e zii erano arrivati un po tardi e si dovettefar economia di parole e di abbracciamenti Un furia furia perprendere i biglietti consegnare i bagagli collaccompagnamentodi un grido monotono dei conduttoriFacciano presto signori il treno parteE davanti ad un vagone di prima classe i parenti eranoaffollati guardando il cugino ingegnere che non potevaparlare perchè sentiva che le parole gli sarebbero venutefuori strozzate e singhiozzantiTutti si accontentavano di sorridere al viaggiatore con unariache voleva essere un saluto e un augurio ma era invece unamestizia mal dissimulataChi non poteva sorridere neppur dissimulando era la sposa cheera entrata in vagone per dar lultimo bacio al viaggiatoreCugini e cugine non guardavano se non per terra con gestiimpacciati mentre la voce del conduttore ripeteva per laventesima volta il suo monotonoPresto signori presto si parteLa sposa dovette scendere lo sportello fu chiuso brutalmente ein furia ma essa si arrampicò di nuovo sul predellino delvagoneAddio addio Paolo ritorna presto ricordati di scrivermiogni giornoUna testa si abbassò si incontrò collaltra e per non soquanti minuti secondi quattro labbra si strinsero si fusero inun labbro solo in un singhiozzo supremoEmma alzò gli occhi e guardò attonita curiosa con unaprurigine nuova con un fremito della persona quei due che sibaciavano a quel modo Non potè neppur pronunziare la parola_addio_E un fischio acuto uno strider di ruote distaccò quei dueinnamorati e fece partire il treno che sparì dallorizzonte inpochi minutiTutti ritornarono alle loro case ma Emma riportò con lei ilbacio dei due cugini come se lavessero stampato sulle suelabbra con un suggello di,2
+Produced by Ted Garvin Don Perry and the Online DistributedProofreaders Europe at httpdprastkonet                             SHORT STORY                            THE HONOUR OF                              THE FLAG                                 BY                          W CLARK RUSSELL                AUTHOR OF THE WRECK OF THE GROSVENOR                  LIFE OF LORD NELSON ETC ETC                         GP PUTNAMS SONS               NEW YORK                     LONDON       27 West Twentythird Street  24 Bedford Street Strand                                1895            The Knickerbocker Press New Rochelle NY                             SHORT STORY_Contents_                                             PAGEThe Honour of the Flag                       3Cornered                                   28A Midnight Visitor                          41Plums from a Sailors Duff                  57The Strange Adventures of a South Seaman    82The Adventures of Three Sailors            110The Strange Tragedy of the White Star    137The Ship Seen on the Ice                   163THE HONOUR OF THE FLAG                      _The Honour of the Flag_                           A THAMES TRAGEDYManifold are the historic interests of the river Thames There isscarcely a foot of its mud from London Bridge to Gravesend Reach thatis not as consecrated as that famous bit of soil which Dr SamuelJohnson and Mr Richard Savage knelt and kissed on stepping ashore atGreenwich One of the historic interests however threatens to perishout of the annals It does not indeed rise to such heroic proportionsas you find in the story of the Dutch invasion of the river or in oldHackluyts solemn narrative of the sailing of the expedition organisedby Bristols noble worthy Sebastian Cabot but it is altogether toogood and stirring to merit erasure from the Thamess history books bythe neglect or ignorance of the historianIt is absolutely true I pledge my word for that on the authority ofthe records of the Whitechapel County CourtIn the year 1851 there dwelt on the banks of the river Thames aretired tailor whom I will call John Sloper out of regard to thefeelings of his posterity if such there be This man had for manyyears carried on a flourishing trade in the east end of London Havinggot together as much money as he might suppose would supply his dailyneeds he built himself a villa near the pleasant little town ofErith His house overlooked the water in front of it sloped aconsiderable piece of garden groundMr Sloper showed good sense and good taste in building himself alittle home on the banks of the Thames All day long he was able ifhe pleased to entertain himself with the sight of as stirring andstriking a marine picture as is anywhere to be witnessed He couldhave built himself a house above bridges where there is no lack ofelegance and river beauty of many sorts but he chose to command aview of the Thames on its commercial sideIn his day there was more life in the river than there is now In ourage the great steamer thrusts past and is quickly gone the tug runsthe sailingship to the docks or to her mooring buoys and there is nolife in the fabric she drags In Slopers time steamers were few thewater of the river,0
+Produced by William CoonTHE NOBLE LORDA Comedy In One ActByPERCIVAL WILDEThe Noble LordCHARACTERSHESHEPETERSTHE NOBLE LORD_A secluded spot in the Maine woods in the neighborhood of asummer hotel It is the middle of July The trees are coveredwith foliage a hot sun casts dancing shadows upon the mossyground and the air is full of the twittering of birds and therustle of leaves A winding path crosses from one side to theother and near the center is a little clearing the stump of afelled tree with the lichencovered trunk itself near it and apatch of grassy turf The eye cannot penetrate far through theriotously growing underbrush but as one looks upwards to theleft a thinning of foliage allowing a glimpse of the sky givesevidence of the near proximity of some small body of water__As the curtain rises the scene is empty There is only the songof birds and the whisper of a gentle breeze For a few secondsnothing else is heard Then suddenly not far away there is thesound of a splash followed by the scream of a drowning womanHelp Help Help  There is a tremendous crashing through theunderbrush and another voice very masculine very Englishshouts Where are you Where are you Rather indefinitely thefirst speaker answers Here Help Help  Another crashingthrough the underbrush followed by a second splash andpresently after a short pause there enters upon the stage atall much bedraggled Englishman bearing in his arms themotionless body of an extremely goodlooking girl Both of themare very wet and a trail of water marks their progress acrossthe scene Reaching the clearing the Englishman methodicallydeposits the girl on the ground backs away a foot or so andnotices that his hands are wet He reaches into a hip pocket anddraws forth a handkerchief the handkerchief is wetter than hishands With a gesture of vexation he throws it away and giveshis attention to the girl He looks at her quizzically thenrather timidly he kneels at her side and lays his ear over herheart He rises promptly with a satisfied nod carefully removeshis dripping coat folds it neatly and places it on the logAgain he kneels this time with his knees on either side of thegirls head and laboriously begins to apply the Sylvestermethod counting audibly as he does so At ten he stopswearily pauses and again applies his ear to her heart Theresult is evidently pleasing and after a few more Sylvestermovements he begins to vary the procedure by removing her shoesand alternately chafing her hands and feet Presently she sighsdeeply For the third time he pauses to listen to her heartSlowly and deliberately her left arm rises to encircle his neckin a confiding clasp He sits back on his haunches politelysurprised_SHE _Faintly_ Mother Mother dearHE EhSHE Mother dear Im so gladHE _Interrupting energetically_ Really I beg your pardonSHE _Continuing without a break_ Im so glad youve comeHE Ah yes    Quite soSHE Kiss me motherHE _Trying to rise_ Eh_She does not release him_SHE Kiss me motherHE But Im not your motherSHE _Plaintively_ Wont you kiss me motherHE _Looks around furtively Then he obliges her_SHE Ah Thats so nice _She pauses Shudders_ Hold me closemother hold me close Ive had such a terrible dreamHE Good Heavens Youre not dreaming now   SHE I dreamtI dreamt _He has raised her to a sittingposition She stops abruptly Looks about_ Wherewhere am IHE _Surprised_ Dont you knowSHE NoHE _In a matteroffact tone_ We are about half a mile awayfrom the Poland Springs Hotel Poland Springs MaineSHE _Vaguely_ Oh _She pauses_ And you how do you comehereHE StrollingSHE StrollingHE I reached the hotel this morning It was hotbeastly hot Iwent for a walk in the woodsSHE And thenHE I beg your pardonSHE What happened then How did we meetHE Dont _you_ knowSHE I remember nothingIm confused _She tries to get up butsits on the log with a little exclamation_ My shoeswhere aremy shoesHE _Fetching them_ Here they areSHE Thank you    _She looks at them_ Those arent myshoesHE _Politely_ NoSHE Theyre wetHE _Nodding_ They would beSHE But theyre not mineHE _Shrugging his shoulders_ I found them on your feetSHE _Confused_ On my feetHE Yes    _An afterthought_ One on eachSHE Oh    _She tries to put them on_ I cant get them onHE NoSHE Will you help me _He assists her she feels her clothesand exclaims_ OhHE Did I hurt youSHE _Astonished_ My clothes are wetHE _Thoughtfully_ YesSHE How funny _Noticing him_ And youyoure wet alsoHE _Nodding_ SoakedSHE What a coincidence How curious How did it happen _Shepauses_ Oh if I could only think Think _He rises and waitspolitely_ Tell me you must knowHE Well I was strolling through the woods I heard a splashSHE _Interrupting_ A splash Oh dont say any more Iremember That horrible lake Horrible It was so warm at thehotel I had gone off to the woods I was sitting at the edge ofthe lakeon a rockreading I must have been sleepy I fell inHE Then you screamedSHE Yes I was drowning Drowning I called for helpHE I heard youSHE I sankI sank oh miles and miles It felt as if handswere trying to pull me down to the bottom I screamed againandthenthenI felt a strong arm around my waistI was dizzythere was a roaring in my earsI knew no moreHE _Sympathetically_ Too bad too badSHE And you_rising to her feet enthusiastically_you werethe man who jumped inHE _Apologetically_ I was passing bySHE You saved my life Oh how can I ever thank you My hero_She throws her arms about his neck_HE Thats all right   SHE But its not all right I can never repay you Never NeverNot if I live to be a thousand years old _She kisses him_HE _Calmly_ Thats the second timeSHE The second timeHE _Nodding_ I kissed you beforeSHE Oh _Releasing him quickly_ You didntHE Yes I didSHE While I was unconsciousHE PreciselySHE Oh how _could_ you do such a thing How could youHE _Taking up his coat_,5
+Produced by Chuck Greif and wwwebooksgratuitscomPaul FévalLES HABITS NOIRSLAVALEUR DE SABRESTome VI1867Table des matièresPREMIÈRE PARTIE PETITEREINEI       La foire au pain dépiceII      Le roi des étudiantsIII     Un éclat de rireIV      Café noirV       Café au laitVI      La ceriseVII     La voleuse denfantsVIII    La fouleIX      Bureau de policeX       Odyssée de madame SaladinXI      Réveil de PetiteReineXII     Vox audita in ramaXIII    Le berceauXIV     JustinXV      Vente de LilyXVI     Mémoires dÉchaloXVII    Suite des mémoires dÉchaloXVIII   Fin des mémoires dÉchalotLe premier roman de SaphirXIX     Le marquis SaladinXX      Saladin reconnaît lennemiXXI     Le duc de ChavesXXII    Madame la duchesse de ChavesDEUXIÈME PARTIE MADEMOISELLE SAPHIRI       Médor dernier avaleurII      Saladin ouvre la tranchéeIII     Saladin monte à lassautIV      Saladin fait un romanV       Saladin voit le pied dun HabitNoirVI      Saladin toise laffaireVII     Le nuageVIII    Le Club des Bonnets de soie noirIX      La chanson de lavaleurX       Le PèreàtousXI      LenvieXII     Triomphe de LanguedocXIII    Mademoiselle Guite ronfleXIV     La consultationXV      Le père JustinXVI     Justin séveille tout à faitXVII    Le guetapensXVIII   Décadence dune grande institutionXIX     Aventures de nuiXX      La lettre de MédorXXI     Un vieux lion qui séveilleLe cycle des Habits Noirs comprend huit volumesLes Habits NoirsCoeur dAcierLa rue de JérusalemLarme invisibleMaman LéoLavaleur de sabresLes compagnons du trésorLa bande CadetPREMIÈRE PARTIE PETITEREINEILa foire au pain dépiceIl y avait quatre musiciens une clarinette qui mesurait cinq pieds huitpouces et qui pouvait être au besoin géant belge quand elle mettaitsix jeux de cartes dans chacune de ses bottes un trombone bossu untriangle en bas âge et une grosse caisse du sexe féminin large commeune tourIl y avait en outre un lancier polonais pour agiter la cloche unpaillasse habillé de toile à matelas pour crier dans le portevoix etune fillette rousse de cheveux brune de teint qui tapait à coupsredoublés sur le tamtam roi des instruments destinés à produire lamusique enragéeCela faisait un horrible fracas audevant dune baraque assez grandemais abondamment délabrée qui portait pour enseigne un tableau déchiréreprésentant la passion de NotreSeigneur JésusChrist des serpentsboas une charge de cavalerie un lion dévorant un missionnaire et leroi LouisPhilippe avec sa nombreuse famille recevant les ambassadeursde TippooSaïbLe ciel du tableau où voltigeaient des hippogriffes des ballons descomètes des trapèzes Auriol en train dexécuter le saut périlleux etun oiseau rare emportant un âne dans ses serres était coupé par unevaste banderole déroulée en fantastiques méandres qui laissait lire lalégende suivante                 Théâtre français et hydraulique_Prestiges savants exercices et variétés du XIXe siècle des lumières_                    Dirigé par madame Canada      Première physicienne des capitales de lEurope civiliséeLa clarinette venait dAllemagne comme toutes les clarinettes Cétaitun pauvre diable maigre osseux habillé en chirurgien militaire Ilportait un nez considérable qui faisait presque le cercle quand ilsuçait le bec enrhumé de son instrument Le trombone bossu était dePontoise où il avait eu des peines de coeur en justiceLe triangle venait du quartier des Invalides à Paris Il avait quatorzeans À sa figure coupante sèche sérieuse et moqueuse à la fois on luien eût donné vingt pour le moins mais son corps était dun enfantLe premier aspect ne lui était pas défavorable son visage assez jolimais vieillot et déjà usé se couronnait dune admirable chevelurenoire arrangée avec coquetterie au second regard on éprouvait unesorte de malaise à voir mieux cette vieillesse enfantine qui semblait nepoint avoir de sexe Son costume qui consistait en une veste de veloursouverte sur une chemise de laine rouge avait lair propre et presqueélégant auprès des haillons de ses camaradesLa clarinette sappelait Koehln dit Cologne le trombone avait nomPoquet dit Atlas à cause de sa bosse et le triangle se nommaitSaladin tout court ou plutôt monsieur Saladin car il occupait uneposition sociale À lâge où la plupart des adolescents sont une chargepour les familles il joignait à son talent sur le triangle lartdavaler des sabres et pouvait déjà remplacer madame Canada enrouéedans la tâche difficile de tourner le complimentTourner le compliment ou adresser le boniment cest prononcer lediscours préliminaire qui invite les populations à se précipiter enfoule dans la baraqueOutre sa capacité Saladin était fort bien doué sous le rapport de lanaissance et des protections Il avait pour père le lancier polonais quisonnait la cloche pour nourrice le paillasse habillé de toile àmatelas pour marraine la femme obèse chargée de battre la caisseCette femme nétait autre que madame veuve Canada non seulementdirectrice du Théâtre Français et Hydraulique mais encore dompteuse demonstres féroces Elle pesait 220 à la criée mais sa large face avaitune expression si riante et si débonnaire quon sétonnait toujours delui voir casser des cailloux sur le ventre avec un marteau de forgeChez elle cétait plutôt habitude que dureté de coeurLe paillasse homme dune cinquantaine dannées dont les jambes maigressupportaient un torse dHercule avait une physionomie encore plusangélique que celle de madame Canada son sourire cordial et modestefaisait plaisir à,11
+Produced by Steven desJardins and the Online DistributedProofreading TeamCAD METTIThe Female Detective StrategistORDUDIE DUNNE AGAIN IN THE FIELDBY OLD SLEUTHAuthor of all the Famous Old Sleuth StoriesCHAPTER ITWO SKILLFUL YOUNG DETECTIVES OVERMATCH A BRACE OF VILLAINS ANDPROVE WHAT NERVE AND COURAGE CAN DOLets duck him and steal the girlA young lady and gentleman were walking on the sands at Coney Islandbeach The lady was very handsomely attired and by her side walked ayoung man a perfect type in appearance of an effeminate dude Threeroughlooking men had been following the lady and gentleman at adistance and when the latter stopped at a remote part of the beach farfrom any hotel the three men held a consultation and one of themuttered the declaration with which we open our narrativeAs usual certain very exciting incidents led up to the scene we havedepicted One week prior to the meeting on the beach a young detectiveknown as Dudie Dunne owing to the fact that he often assumed the rôleof a dude as a throwoff was seated in a hotel smokingroom when ashrewdfaced athleticlooking man approached him and saidHello Dunne Ive been on the lookout for youYouve found meI have and Im glad Ive got a great shadow for youI am all ears WiseI want you in the government service There is a chance for you to makea big hitI am ready to make a big hit WiseYou are in a position to do it You speak Italian but what is betteryou have your lady pal She is a real Italian I am told and one of thebravest and brightest women that ever entered the professionSome one told you thatYesWhoever did so knew what they were talking about Cad Metti is one ofthe brightest women that ever entered the profession she is a borndetective What is the jobThere is a gang at workthe worst ever known They are Italians butthey have a contingent of American and English rogues working with themThey are the most dangerous operators that ever organized for thecoining of base money They are located all over the United States Theyhave regular passwords Indeed their organization is perfect and withthem are a number of desperate assassins and a few beautiful women Icant go into all the details but the government has appropriated alarge sum from the secret service fund We must run down and break upthis dangerous gangYou have the case in handI am directing the hunt I have twenty of my best men on the case andI have trailed down to the fact that all the movements are directed fromNew York The chief men are located here and never in the history ofcriminal doings was such a dangerous lot at workWhat points have youThe only point I have is the fact that the leaders are located here inNew YorkIn what line are they workingThey are counterfeiting in all its branches they are bank robbing andburglarizing private houses Indeed every sort of criminal appears to bein the organization It is not even confined to the United States Theyare sending base American money to Mexico and Cuba The president of theMexican republic has sent a large sum here to aid in their capture Themerchants of Havana have also sent on a fundAnd you have no clues as to the identity of these peopleWe have captured several of the gang but that does not interrupt thework Its the leaders we want and if you can get in and trail themdown it will be the biggest feather you ever wore in your cap But letme tell you its a dangerous job Several of our men have mysteriouslyvanished Two we know were assassinated the others have been done awaywith My reputation is at stake Thus far I have been baffledAnd what do you want me to doShadow down and locate the leadersCan you give me a hint where to look for them That is can you give meany starter at allI cannot You may find them mingling in the best society in New Yorkyou may find them in the slums under cover One thing is certain theyare the shrewdest rascals that ever defied the whole detective force ofthe United States and I have great hopes that you can succeed where wehave all failed You can command me for all the money you need and nowget in and run down these roguesYou have no photographsNoYou say there are women in with the gangYesHere in New YorkYesAre the women shoving the queerIf they do they do it so well we cannot trace them but there are womenin the gangHave they a workshop hereI do not think they have I believe the workshop is in some remoteplace possibly in Mexican territory but the leaders are here and itis necessary to trail down the leaders and get the evidence againstthem If we get the leaders we can knock out the whole gang My men havelocated members of the gang and we can close in on them any time butnone of them will squeal as long as the leaders go free But once let ussecure the leaders and there will follow a wholesale squeal and we canbreak up the gangAll right I am in with you I will see Cad Metti and talk the matterover with you later onI should like to meet your female palDuring the time Wise the great special had been talking to Dunne adistrict messenger lad had been standing near munching on a crackerwhich he had taken from the free lunch table and at the proper momenthe stepped forward and handed our hero a noteThe latter glanced at the missive and saidAll right lad there is no answerThe boy stood around and finally Dunne handed him a nickel The boylaughed said thank you and walked away and Dunne saidYou have never seen Cad MettiNoAre you sureWhy certainly Id know if I had ever seen herYou wouldYesWise your memory fails youIve never been accused of loss of memoryYou never haveNoAnd yet youve seen Cad MettiNeverYou are sureCertainlyYou saw her once,1
+Produced by Markus Brenner Marina Lukas and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet                   Die ungleichen Schalen                    Fünf einaktige Dramen                             von                      Jakob Wassermann                 S Fischer Verlag Berlin                            1912Alle Rechte vorbehalten Den Bühnen und Vereinen gegenüberManuskript Das Recht der Aufführung ist allein durchS Fischer Verlag Berlin W Bülowstr 90 zu erwerbenCopyright 1912 S Fischer Verlag BerlinInhaltRasumowsky                       9Gentz und Fanny Elßler          59Der Turm von Frommetsfelden    107Lord Hamiltons Bekehrung       171Hockenjos                      237RasumowskyPersonen  Graf Alexei Grigorjewitsch Rasumowsky  Rodion sein Diener  Michael Jefimowitsch Lassunsky Kapitänleutnant der Leibgarden  Fedor Alexandrowitsch Chidrowo Rittmeister der GardeKavallerie  Graf Grigorij OrlowSpielt in Petersburg im Jahre 1763Ein altertümlich ausgestatteter großer Raum im Hause desGrafen Rasumowsky An der Rückwand links ein großer Kaminin welchem ein Holzfeuer brennt Über dem Kamin das Porträtder Kaiserin Elisabeth Petrowna Rechts ein erkerartigerVorbau mit Fenstern gegen die Straße In der rechtenSeitenwand Türe in die übrigen Gemächer in der linken derAusgang zum FlurRittmeister _Fedor Chidrowo_ ein junger Mann von 23 Jahrengeht aufgeregt umher Nach kurzer Weile tritt Kapitänleutnant_Michael Lassunsky_ ein von _Rodion_ geführt einem altenKleinrussen_Lassunsky_etwa im gleichen Alter wie ChidrowoSag meinem Oheim daß ich ihn dringend sprechen muß_Rodion_Eure Erlaucht werden gebeten zu warten Seine gräflicheGnaden ist noch bei der Morgenandacht_Lassunsky_Sag dem Grafen _Rodion_Es ist der strenge Befehl Seiner gräflichen Gnaden ihnnicht bei der Morgenandacht zu stören_Lassunsky_Kerl die Wichtigkeit _Rodion_Hab strengen Befehl von Seiner gräflichen Gnaden _Lassunsky_Scher dich zum Henker Rodion wirft Scheite in den Kamindann ab Du hier Fedor Alexandrowitsch_Chidrowo_Grüß dich Michael Jefimowitsch Mußt dich gedulden warteebenfalls schon lang_Lassunsky_Orlow ist auf dem Weg hierher_Chidrowo_bestürztDas kann nicht sein_Lassunsky_Orlow ist auf dem Weg hierher_Chidrowo_Ist das eine Vermutung_Lassunsky_Eine Gewißheit wenigstens beinahe_Chidrowo_Beinahe ist keine Gewißheit Aber du bist so erregt _Lassunsky_Hab Grund dazu Der Großkanzler Woronzow ist an derKasanKathedrale überfallen worden_Chidrowo_Bei Gottes G��te was sagst du da_Lassunsky_Erwartet Alexei Grigorjewitsch nicht den Großkanzler_Chidrowo_Ja Graf Woronzow hat mich geschickt damit ich seineAnkunft melde Aber _Lassunsky_Ich und Anenkow ritten als Eskorte hinter dem Wagen desGroßkanzlers Eine Horde betrunkener Soldaten drängt sichzwischen uns und die Karosse und auf einmal sind wirabgeschnitten Wir sehen nur noch daß der Kanzler gezwungenwird auszusteigen dann haben sie ihn in ein Hausgeschleppt_Chidrowo_Und ihr habt nicht dreingehaut_Lassunsky_Zwei gegen fünfzig_Chidrowo_Das ist ja Aufruhr Michael Jefimowitsch_Lassunsky_Anenkow ist in den Palast zurückgeeilt ich hierher_Chidrowo_Und du glaubst _Lassunsky_Ich glaube daß Orlow hier sein wird eh dort die Uhrzeigergestreckt stehen_Chidrowo_Das sollte Orlow wagen_Lassunsky_Orlow wagt alles Zur Türe ruft hinaus Rodion_Rodion_kommtErlaucht befehlen_Lassunsky_Ihr seid nicht an Besuch gewöhnt Alter_Rodion_Nein Erlaucht wir leben sehr zurückgezogen_Lassunsky_Nun wohl ihr werdet binnen kurzem Besuch erhalten nochdazu sehr unwillkommenen Sperr die Tore zu_Chidrowo_Sperr die Tore zu Alter_Lassunsky_Ja sperr die beiden Tore zu das nach der Gasse und dasnach dem Garten_Rodion_Ist Gefahr für Seine gräfliche Gnaden_Chidrowo_Schwatz nicht Alter tu was man dir befiehlt Rodion ab_Lassunsky_wirft sich in einen SesselIch bin hin_Chidrowo_ungestüm auf und ab gehendWie glaubst du daß Alexei Grigorjewitsch die Nachrichtaufnehmen wird_Lassunsky_Kann mich nicht erinnern ihn je sonderlich erstaunt gesehenzu haben_Chidrowo_Das ist böse_Lassunsky_Bah wer viel staunt handelt wenig_Chidrowo_So viel sag ich dir wenn die Kaiserin den Orlow heiratetnehm ich meinen Abschied_Lassunsky_Nach Sibirien_Chidrowo_Einem Orlow huldigen Eher nach Sibirien_Lassunsky_Was können wir dagegen tun_Chidrowo_Die Fürstin Chilkow hat geweint als sie davon erfuhr_Lassunsky_Die flennt wenn man einem Huhn den Hals abdreht AlsRakitin mit ihrem Wissen ihren Mann erschlug hat sie keineTräne vergossen Man hört Waffenlärm von der StraßeHorch  Beide lauschen_Chidrowo_nähert sich dem ErkerNein  nichts Stellt sich vor Lassunsky ungestümMichael Jefimowitsch Wir sollten hingehen und die Kaiserinbitten es nicht zu tun Haben wir ihr nicht auf den Throngeholfen Wir alle Wir sind bereit für sie zu sterben nurdas das eine das nicht Sie kann sich unsern Gründen nichtverschließen_Lassunsky_Sie wird aus deinen Gründen einen Strick für den Henkerdrehen_Chidrowo_Herrgott Michael Jefimowitsch sie ist doch eine klugeFrau_Lassunsky_Sie ist verliebt_Chidrowo_Was ist denn an einem Orlow zu lieben_Lassunsky_Was wir an ihm hassen_Chidrowo_Sein Ehrgeiz macht ihn verrückt_Lassunsky_Er ist schön und stark wie ein Bär_Chidrowo_Er hat keine Erziehung_Lassunsky_Umso weniger ist er gehemmt_Chidrowo_leise durch die ZähneIch sage dir er wird sie ermorden so wie er den Zarenermordet hat_Lassunsky_Dummkopf Er war nur die Hand Katharina ist tausendmalschlauer als er O das ist ein Weib mein Lieber diesteckt uns alle in den Sack_Chidrowo_Wo ist da die Schlauheit Die Mariage ist projektiert Esmuß ein Mittel gefunden werden sie davon abzubringen_Lassunsky_Du bist Soldat und mußt schweigen_Chidrowo_Schweigen kostet Herzblut_Lassunsky_Ich meinerseits will nicht Politik treiben da hast dus_Chidrowo_Aber die Zähne knirschen Das ist auch eine Art von Politikund eine schlechte Wie stumpf du bist_Lassunsky_Stumpf_Chidrowo_Oder du weißt mehr als du sagen willst_Lassunsky_Wohl möglich Vielleicht wirst du heute noch alles erfahren_Chidrowo_Wie ists warum wollte der Großkanzler mit Rasumowskyverhandeln_Lassunsky_Ist dir nicht bekannt daß Alexei Grigorjewitsch heimlichvermählt war mit der verstorbenen Kaiserin ElisabethPetrowna_Chidrowo_Dies ist mir wohl bekannt allein  wie hängt das zusammen_Lassunsky_sieht sich umSchweig schweig_Chidrowo_Im Hause Rasumowskys sind die Wände taub_Lassunsky_Nicht um die Wände handelt sichs Steht auf Aber er ErDieser furchtlose Mann Der furchtloseste der in Rußlandlebt Wie ich ihn verehre Fedor Alexandrowitsch Wüßtest duwie ich  In wunderbarer Verschwiegenheit ist er derGeliebte einer Kaiserin gewesen Niemals hat ihn eine,14
+Produced by Juliet Sutherland Lesley Halamek and theOnline Distributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetCHILDHOODS FAVORITESAND FAIRY STORIESHAMILTON WRIGHT MABIEEDWARD EVERETT HALEWILLIAM BYRON FORBUSH_Editors_JENNIE ELLIS BURDICK_Assistant Editor_Volume One Illustration The Young Folks TreasuryNEW YORKTHE UNIVERSITY SOCIETYINCORPORATED1927COPYRIGHT 1919 BYTHE UNIVERSITY SOCIETY INCCOPYRIGHT 1909 1917 BYTHE UNIVERSITY SOCIETY INCEDITORSHAMILTON WRIGHT MABIE LHD LLDEDWARD EVERETT HALE DD LLDWILLIAM BYRON FORBUSH PhD LittDASSISTANT EDITORJENNIE ELLIS BURDICK_Partial List of Authors and Editors Represented in The Young FolksTreasury by Selections from Their Writings_WOODROW WILSON Twentyeighth President of the United StatesTHEODORE ROOSEVELT Twentysixth President of the United StatesHENRY VAN DYKE poet essayist and diplomatistLYMAN ABBOTT editor of The OutlookRUDYARD KIPLING poet and storytellerGENERAL SIR R S BADENPOWELL founder of the Boy ScoutsBECKLES WILLSON author of The Romance of CanadaIDA PRENTICE WHITCOMB author of Young Peoples Story of ArtELLEN VELVIN writer of animal storiesMARY MACGREGOR author of King Arthurs Knights etcRALPH HENRY BARBOUR author of boys storiesT GILBERT PEARSON executive secretary National Association    of Audubon SocietiesJOSEPH JACOBS authority upon folkloreTHEODORE WOOD writer on natural historyERNEST THOMPSON SETON writer of stories about natural    history and founder of the Woodcraft LeagueAMY STEEDMAN writer on biographyEVERETT T TOMLINSON author of boys storiesRALPH D PAINE author of boys storiesA FREDERICK COLLINS author of boys booksDON C BLISS educatorBLISS CARMAN poet and essayistSIR JAMES MATTHEW BARRIE novelistWILLIAM CANTON storytellerHERMANN HAGEDORN poetELBRIDGE S BROOKS writer of boys storiesALFRED G GARDINER editor of The London NewsFRANKLIN K LANE United States Secretary of the InteriorJOEL CHANDLER HARRIS creator of Uncle RemusERNEST INGERSOLL naturalistWILLIAM L FINLEY State biologist OregonCHARLES G D ROBERTS writer of animal storiesE NESBIT novelist and poetARCHIBALD WILLIAMS author of How It Is Done etcIRA REMSEN former president of Johns Hopkins UniversityGIFFORD PINCHOT professor of forestry Yale UniversityGUSTAVE KOBBÉ writer of biographiesJACOB A RIIS philanthropist and authorEMILY HUNTINGTON MILLER storywriter and poetJOHN LANG writer of childrens booksJEANIE LANG writer of childrens booksJOHN H CLIFFORD editor and writerHERBERT T WADE editor and writer on physicsCHARLES R GIBSON writer on electricityLILIAN CASK writer on natural historyBLANCHE MARCHESI opera singer and teacherJOHN FINNEMORE traveler and writer of boys storiesALEXANDER GRAHAM BELL inventor of the telephoneJAMES WHITCOMB RILEY poetCHARLES H CAFFIN author of A Guide to PicturesJAMES CARDINAL GIBBONSANDREW F CURRIER MD popular medical writerHELEN KELLER the blind and deaf writerOLIVER HERFORD humorist and illustratorGENERAL INTRODUCTION                                   Books are as much a part of the furnishing of a house as tables andchairs and in the making of a home they belong not with the luxuriesbut with the necessities A bookless house is not a home for a homeaffords food and shelter for the mind as well as for the body It isas great an offence against a child to starve his mind as to starvehis body and there is as much danger of reducing his vitality andputting him at a disadvantage in his lifework in the one as in theother form of deprivation There was a time when it was felt thatshelter clothing food and physical oversight comprised the wholeduty of a charitable institution to dependent children today nocommunity would permit such an institution to exist unless it providedschool privileges An acute sense of responsibility toward childrenis one of the prime characteristics of American society shown in thevast expenditures for public education in all forms in the increasingattention paid to light ventilation and safety in school buildingsin the opening of play grounds in large cities in physicalsupervision of children in schools and the agitation against theemployment of children in factories and in other and less obviouswaysChildren are helpless to protect themselves and secure what they needfor health of body and mind they are exceedingly impressionable andthe future is always in their hands The first and most imperativeduty of parents is to give their children the best attainablepreparation for life no matter at what sacrifice to themselves Thereare hosts of fathers and mothers who recognize this obligation but donot know how to discharge it who are eager to give their children themost wholesome conditions but do not know how to secure them who areespecially anxious that their children should start early and startright on that highway of education which is the open road to honorablesuccess There are many homes in which books would find abundant roomif the heads of the families knew what books to buy or had the meansto put into the hands of the growing child the reading matter it needsin the successive periods of its growthThis condition of eagerness to give the best and of ignorance of howor where to find the best is the justification for the publicationof this set of books The attempt has been made in a series of twelvevolumes to bring together in convenient form the fairy stories mythsand legends which have fed the children of many generations in theyears when the imagination is awakening and craving stimulus andmaterial to work uponthat age of mythmaking which is a prelude tothe more scientific uses of the mind and of immense importance in anintensely practical agea group of tales of standard quality andan interest and value which have placed them among the permanentpossessions of English literature a careful selection of storiesof animal life a natural history familiar in style and thoroughlytrustworthy in fact an account of those travels and adventures whichhave opened up the earth and made its resources available and whichconstitute one of the most heroic chapters in the history of thelong struggle of men to possess the earth and make it a home forthe highest kind of civilization a record of heroism taken from theannals of the patriots and of those brave men who in all ages ranksof society and occupations have dared to face great dangers in thepath of duty and science with special attention to that everydayheroism in which the age is specially rich and of which so many goodpeople are grossly ignorant,15
+Produced by David WidgerTHEENGLISH SPYAn Original WorkCHARACTERISTIC SATIRICAL AND HUMOROUSCOMPRISINGSCENES AND SKETCHES IN EVERY RANK OF SOCIETYBEINGPORTRAITSDRAWN FROM THE LIFEBY BERNARD BLACKMANTLETHE ILLUSTRATIONS DESIGNED BYROBERT CRUIKSHANKBy Frolic Mirth and Fancy gay Old Father Time is borne awayLONDONPUBLISHED BY SHERWOOD JONES AND COPATERNOSTERROW1825Illustration CoverIllustration FrontispieceIllustration TitlepageBERNARD BLACKMANTLE TO THE REVIEWERS    But now what Quixote of the age would care     To wage a war with dirt and fight with airMessieurs the CriticsAfter twelve months of agreeable toil made easy by unprecedentedsuccess the period has at length arrived when your high mightinesseswill be able to indulge your voracious appetites by feeding andfattening on the work of death Already does my prophetic spirit pictureto itself the black cloud of cormorants swelling and puffing in thefulness of their editorial pride at the huge eccentric volume whichhas thus thrust itself into extensive circulation without the usual_cringings_ and _cravings_ to the _pick fault tribe_ But          I dare defy the venal crew that prates          From tailor Place to fustian Herald Thwaites      The woolly editor of the Breeches Makers alias the     Westminster Review      The thing who writes the leaden leading articles for     the Morning HeraldLet me have good proof of your greediness to devour my labours and Iwill dish up such a meal for you in my next volume as shall go nigh toproduce extermination by _surfeit_ One favour alone I cravegive me_abuse_ enough let no squeamish pretences of respect for my bookselleror disguised qualms of apprehension for your own sacred persons deterthe _natural_ inclination of your hearts The slightest deviationfrom your _usual course_ to independent writersor one step towardscommendation from your _gang_ might induce the public to believe Ihad _abandoned my character_ and become one of your _honourablefraternity_the very _suspicion of which_ would to me produceirretrievable ruin _Your masters_ the _trading brotherhood_ will asusual direct you in the course you should pursue whether to approve orcondemn as their _peculiar interests_ may dictate Most _sapient_ sirsof the secret _bandit_ of the screen inquisitors of literature raiseall your _arms_ and _heels_ your _daggers masks_ and _hatchets_ torevenge the daring of an _open foe_ who thus boldly defies your _base_and _selfish views_ for basking at his ease in the sunshine of publicpatronage he feels that his heart is rendered invulnerable to your_poisoned shafts_ Read and you shall find I have not been parsimoniousof the means to grant you _food_ and _pleasure_ errors there are nodoubt and plenty of them grammatical and typographical all of whichI might have corrected by an _errata_ at the end of my volume but Idisdain the wish to rob you of your office and have therefore left themjust where I made them without a single note to mark them out for ifall the _thistles were rooted up_ what would become of the _asses_ orof those     Who pin their easy faith on critics sleeve     And knowing nothing evry thing believeFully satisfied that swarms of _literary blow flies_ will pounce uponthe errors with delight and buzzing with the ecstasy of infernal joyendeavour to hum their readers into a belief of the profundity of theircritic eruditionI shall nevertheless with Churchill laughinglyexclaimPerish my muse     If eer her labours weaken to refine     The generous roughness of a nervous lineBernard BlackmantleCONTENTS                                                         Page     INTRODUCTION                                                    3     PREFACE IN IMITATION OF THE FIRST SATIRE OF     PERSIUS                                                         5     REFLECTIONS ADDRESSED TO THOSE WHO CAN     THINK     Reflections of an AuthorWeighty Reasons for writing     Magister Artis Ingeniique Largitor VenterChoice of Subject     consideredAdvice of Index the BooksellerOf the Nature     of PrefacesHow to commence a new Work                         7     A FEW THOUGHTS ON MYSELF                                       14     A SHANDEAN SCENE BETWEEN LADY MARY OLD     STYLE AND HORATIO HEARTLY                                      17     SCHOOLBOY REMINISCENCES ON EARLY FRIEND     SHIP,29
+Produced by Tapio RiikonenALROYRomaniB DIsraeliltaParlamentinjäsenConingsbyn ja Sibylin kirjoittajaEnglannin kielestä suomentanut Waldemar ChurbergSuomalaisen Kirjallisuuden Seura Helsinki 1875        Missä olet maani oi        Äänettömillä rannoillas        Ei laulu sankareistas soi        Jo katos urhot laaksoistas        Mun käsissäni heikkovoimaisen        Soi kanteleesi jumalallinenALKULAUSEKun oleskelin Jerusalemissa vuonna 1831 ja kävin Israelin kuninkaittentarunomaisissa hautakammioissa ajatukseni palasivat erääsenhenkilöön jonka ihmeellinen elämänjuoksu oli jo nuoruudessanikiinnittänyt huomiotani koska se oli täynnä mitä runsaimpia aiheitarunolliseen teokseen Silloin minä aloitin tätä kertomusta jonka olimäärä säilyttää _Alroyn_ muistoaKahdennellatoista vuosisadalla jolloin Alroy astui esiin oli Idänvaltiollinen asema tämmöinenKalifatia uhkasi pikaisesti lähestyvä häviö Seldshukien sultanitjoita oikeauokoisten hallitsiat olivat kutsuneet avuksensa olivatniinkuin Ranskan majordomit kohonneet valtakunnan varsinaisiksiisänniksi He olivat Profeetan jälkeläisten maista lohkoneet itselleenneljä kuningaskuntaa jotka tuottivat sultanin nimen neljälleseldshukilaiselle ruhtinaalle nimittäin Bagdadin Persian Syrian jaRumin eri Vähän Aasian sultanilleMutta ylellisyyden ja velttouden tavalliset seuraukset alkoivatilmestyä näissä sotaisissa ruhtinaissa itsessä samalla kuin heidänarmeijainsa sotakuri höltyi ja näitten käytös muuttui epäluotettavaksiHe eivät olleet enää samoja voittamattomia ja vastustamattomiasotureita kuin niihin aikoihin jolloin he Kaspian meren rannikoiltalevisivät Idän ihanimpiin maisemiin ja vaikka heidän vielä onnistuipitää voimassa järjestystä omissa maissansa he kuitenkin vaivoinpeitetyllä pelolla katselivat Karamanian kuningasten kasvavaa voimaajoitten valloitukset päivästä päivään likenivät heidän rajojansaHebrean kansan suhteen tulee tietää että Jerusalemin hävityksenjälkeen itämaan Juutalaiset vaikka he tunnustivat voittajiensapäävaltaa kuitenkin kaikenlaisia oikeuden asioita varten keskenänsäyhtyivät kotimaisen hallitsian johdolla jonkun kuuluisan Davidinjälkeisen jota he kunnioittivat Vankeuden Ruhtinaan nimellä Jossaamme uskoa tämän haaveksivaisen kansan innokkaita historioitsioitaoli semmoisia menestyksen aikakausia jolloin Vankeuden Ruhtinaatosoittivat melkein yhtä suurta komeutta ja olivat melkein yhtä mahtavatkuin entiset Judan kuninkaat Varmaa on että heidän valtansa karttuiaivan samassa määrässä kuin kalifati heikontui eikä saa epäillä ettäHebrealaisten ruhtinaat ajottain kun kalifien valta oli suurimmassahäiriössä pääsivät jommoiseenkin paikkakunnalliseen vaikka pianohitse menevään arvoon Heidän pääasuntonsa oli Bagdad jossa hepysyivät yhdenteentoista vuosisataan asti Tämä oli turmiokas aikakausiitämaitten historiassa eivätkä Vankeuden Ruhtinaatkaan välttäneetsen vaurioita Näitä ruhtinaita mainitaan vielä kahdennellatoistavuosisadalla Minä olen rohjennut sijoittaa yhden heistä Hamadaniintähän kaupunkiin jossa Hebrealaiset mielellään oleskelivat koska seoli Esterin ja Mardokain hautauspaikkaMitä tämän kertomuksen yliluonnollisiin tapauksiin koskee nenoudattavat kabbalaa ja ovat asianmukaiset Kaikkiin näihinhenkimaailman ilmiöihin hautojen aaveista Salomonin valtikkaan astilöytyy todistuksia Hebrealaisten muinaistarinoissaGrosvernor GateHeinäkuulla 1845ALROYENSIMÄINEN OSAIVaskitorvet kajahtivat viimeisen kerran kun Vankeuden Ruhtinas astuivalkoisen muulinsa selästä hänen saattokuntansa riemasteli ikäänkuinhe vielä kerta olisivat olleet itsenäinen kansa ja jollei olisi nähnytympärillä seisovien Mahomettilaisten pilkallisia syrjäsilmäyksiä olisihelposti luullut tätä päivää pikemmin voiton kuin veron päiväksiKunnia ei ole vielä kadonnut huudahti arvoisa Bostenag kun hänastui asuntonsa saliin Tämä tosin ei ole niinkuin Saban käyntiSalomonin luona eipä kuitenkaan kunnia vielä ole kadonnut Sinä oletasettanut hyvin uskollinen Kaleb Ijäkkään miehen rohkeus kävisuuremmaksi sillä jokainen askel omien seinien suojassa poisti yhäenemmän hänen mielestään hänen pelkonsa äskeiset syyt  uskottomanalhaison lujaääniset kiroukset ja uhkaavat aseetTämä on oleva ilon ja kiitoksen päivä jatkoi ruhtinas ja katsouskollinen Kaleb että torvensoittajia hyvin kestitetään Tuo viimeinentoitotus toimitettiin uhkeasti Se ei ollut niinkuin pasunan ääniJerikon edustalla vaan kuitenkin se ilmoitti että sotalaumojen Herraoli meidän puolellamme Kuinka noita kirotuita Ismaeliitoja vävähtiHuomasitko Kaleb sitä pitkää viheriäisiin puettua Turkkilaista jokaseisoi vasemmalla puolella minua Jakobin valtikan kautta hän vaaleniNo tämä on oleva ilon ja kiitoksen päivä Jaa säästämättä viiniä jalihapatoja kansalle Pidä lapseni huolta tästä sillä kansa huusiuljaasti ja vahvalla äänellä Se ei ollut niinkuin tuo ankara huutoleirissä kun liitonarkki palasi vaan kuitenkin se kuului komealta jatodisti ettei kunnia vielä ollut kadonnut Jaa siis säästämättäviiniä poikaseni ja juo Ismaelin häviöksi sitä nestettä jota hän eitohdi maistaaTämä on todella ollut suuri päivä Israelille huudahti Kalebriemuiten hänkin samoin kuin hänen hallitsijansaJos tätä juhlakulkua olisi kielletty jatkoi Bostenag jos minäolisin kaikista ruhtinaista ollut ainoa jonka olisi täytynyt jalkaisinviedä perille tuo kirottu vero ilman torvitta ja vartioväettä niinhyvä Kaleb tämän valtikan kautta minä todella luulen että vaikkatämä vanha vereni nyt juoksee verkalleen suonissani minä olisin mutta nyt on tarpeeton puhua  isiemme Jumala on ollut meidänturvammeAivan niin Herrani me olimme niinkuin David Ziphin korvessa muttanyt olemme niinkuin Herran voidellut Engedin linnoituksessaKunnia ei ole tosiaankaan vielä kokonansa kadonnut lisäsi ruhtinashiljennetyllä äänellä jos kuitenkin  minä kerron sinulle jotakinKaleb  kiitä Herraa että sinä olet nuoriEläneehän minun ruhtinaanikin hyviä aikoja vielä nähdäksensäEi lapseni sinä et ymmärrä minua oikein Sinun ruhtinaasi on elänytpahoja aikoja nähdäksensä Tulevaisuutta minä en ajatellut kun käskinsinun kiittää Herraa koska olet nuori  sitä suurempi syntini oliMinä ajattelin Kaleb että jos sinun hiuksesi olisivat niinkuin minunjos sinä voisit muistaa niinkuin minä niitä aikoja jolloin emmetarvinneet mitään lahjoja osoittaaksemme että olimme ruhtinaita niitä kunniakkaita päiviä jolloin itse vankeuden vangitsimme  minäajattelin kuule poikaseni mikä edullinen perintö se on kun syntyymenneitten ilojen perästäMinun isäni eli Babelissa Kaleb lausuiVoi älä mainitse sitä nimeä  älä mainitse huudahti ijäkäspäällikkö Synkkä se aika oli jolloin kadotimme tämän toisen SioninMe olimme silloin myöskin Egyptiläisten orjina mutta todestansa Faraonvaltakunta oli meidän käsissämme No Kaleb Kaleb sinä joka tiedätkaikki  nuot vaivaloiset päivät  nuot yöt yhtä levottomat kuinrakkautta sairastavan nuorukaisen  sinä joka tiedät kaikki mitäsinun ruhtinaasi on saanut kärsiä ennenkuin hän sai luvan kaunistaaveropäiväämme kymmenkunnan kurjien vartiain läsnäololla  sinä jokatiedät kaikki minun vastukseni joka olet nähnyt kaikki minunhäväistykseni mitä sinä sanoisit dirhemeillä täytetystä kukkarostajota seitsemän tuhatta käyräsapelia ympäröitsiSeitsemän tuhatta käyräsapeliaEi ainoatakaan vailla minun isäni heilutti yhtäSe oli tosiaan suuri päivä IsraelilleEi se ei ole mitään Kun vanha Alroy oli ruhtinaana  vanha DavidAlroy  emme kolmenakymmenenä vuotena hyvä Kaleb  kolmenakymmenenäpitkänä vuotena maksaneet _mitään_ veroa KalifilleEi mitään veroa ei mitään veroa kolmenakymmenenä vuotena Ihmekösiis ruhtinaani että Filistealaiset taannoin korkoja vaativatEi se ei ole mitään jatkoi ijäkäs Bostenag palveliansahuudahuksista vaaria pitämättä Kun Moktador oli kalifi lähetti hänsamalta ruhtinas Davidilta tiedustelemaan miksei dirhemejä oltukoottu ja heti David käski ratsahille ja lähti etevinten kansalaistenseuratessa palatsille ja sanoi kalifille että vero osoitti semmoistaheikkojen nöyrtymistä voimallisempien edessä jonka kautta suojelustaja apua pyydetään vaan koska hän ja hänen kansansa olivat kymmenenvuotta vartioinneet kaupunkia Seldshukeja vastaan niin kalifi hänenmielestään oli hänelle velkaaMe saamme vielä nähdä aasin astuvan tikapuita ylös huudahti Kalebkummastuneena katsoen taivasta kohdenSe on kuitenkin totta jatkoi ruhtinas minä olen usein kuullutisäni kertovan tätä Hän eli siihen aikaan lapsi ja,0
+Produced by David WidgerTHE INFERNAL MARRIAGEBy Benjamin Disraeli_Proserpine was the daughter of Jupiter and Ceres Pluto the godof Hell became enamoured of her His addresses were favoured by herfather but opposed by Ceres Under these circumstances he surprisedher on the plains of Enna and carried her off in his chariot_THE INFERNAL MARRIAGEPART I     _A Sublime Elopement_IT WAS clearly a runaway matchnever indeed was such a sublimeelopement The four horses were coalblack with bloodred manes andtails and they were shod with rubies They were harnessed to a basalticcar by a single rein of flame Waving his doublepronged trident in theair the god struck the blue breast of Cyane and the waters instantlyparted In rushed the wild chariot the pale and insensible Proserpineclinging to the breast of her grim loverThrough the depths of the hitherto unfathomed lake the infernal steedsheld their breathless course The car jolted against its bed Save meexclaimed the future Queen of Hades and she clung with renewed energyto the bosom of the dark bridegroom The earth opened they entered thekingdom of the gnomes Here Pluto was popular The lurid populace gavehim a loud shout The chariot whirled along through shadowy cities andby dim highways swarming with a busy race of shadesYe flowery meads of Enna exclaimed the terrified Proserpine shall Inever view you again What an execrable climateHere however indoor nature is charming responded Pluto Tis agreat nation of manufacturers You are better I hope my ProserpineThe passage of the water is never very agreeable especially to ladiesAnd which is our next stage inquired ProserpineThe centre of Earth replied Pluto Travelling is so much improvedthat at this rate we shall reach Hades before nightAlas exclaimed Proserpine is not this nightYou are not unhappy my ProserpineBeloved of my heart I have given up everything for you I do notrepent but I am thinking of my motherTime will pacify the Lady Ceres What is done cannot be undone In thewinter when a residence among us is even desirable I should not besurprised were she to pay us a visitHer prejudices are so strong murmured the bride Oh my Pluto I hopeyour family will be kind to meWho could be unkind to Proserpine Ours is a very domestic circle Ican assure you that everything is so well ordered among us that I haveno recollection of a domestic broilBut marriage is such a revolution in a bachelors establishmentreplied Proserpine despondingly To tell the truth too I am halffrightened at the thought of the Furies I have heard that their tempersare so violentThey mean well their feelings are strong but their hearts are in theright place I flatter myself you will like my nieces the Parcæ Theyare accomplished and favourites among the menIndeedOh quite irresistibleMy heart misgives me I wish you had at least paid them the complimentof apprising them of our marriageCheer up For myself I have none but pleasant anticipations I longto be at home once more by my own fireside and patting my faithfulCerberusI think I shall like Cerberus I am fond of dogsI am sure you will He is the most faithful creature in the worldIs he very fierceNot if he takes a fancy to you and who can help taking a fancy toProserpineAh my Pluto you are in loveIs this Hades inquired ProserpineAn avenue of colossal bulls sculptured in basalt and breathingliving flame led to gates of brass adorned with friezes of rubiesrepresenting the wars and discomfiture of the Titans A crimson cloudconcealed the height of the immense portals and on either side hoveredoer the extending walls of the city a watchtower or a battlementoccasionally flashing forth and forcing their forms through the luridobscurityQueen of Hades welcome to your capital exclaimed PlutoThe monarch rose in his car and whirled a javelin at the gates Therewas an awful clang and then a still more terrible growlMy faithful Cerberus exclaimed the KingThe portals flew open and revealed the gigantic form of the celebratedwatchdog of Hell It completely filled their wide expanse Who butPluto could have viewed without horror that enormous body covered withshaggy spikes those frightful paws clothed with claws of steel thattail like a boa constrictor those fiery eyes that blazed like thebloodred lamps in a pharos and those three forky tongues round eachof which were entwined a vigorous family of green rattlesnakesAh Cerby Cerby exclaimed Pluto my fond and faithful CerbyProserpine screamed as the animal gambolled up to the side of thechariot and held out its paw to its master Then licking the royal palmwith its three tongues at once it renewed its station with a wag of itstail which raised such a cloud of dust that for a few minutes nothingwas perceptibleThe monster exclaimed ProserpineMy love exclaimed Pluto with astonishmentThe hideous bruteMy dear exclaimed PlutoHe shall never touch meProserpineDont touch me with that hand You never shall touch me if you allowthat disgusting animal to lick your handI beg to inform you that there are few beings of any kind for whom Ihave a greater esteem than that faithful and affectionate beastOh if you like Cerberus better than me I have no more to sayexclaimed the bride bridling up with indignationMy Proserpine is perverse replied Pluto her memory has scarcelydone me justiceI am sure you said you liked Cerberus better than anything in theworld continued the goddess with a voice trembling with passionI said no such thing replied Pluto somewhat sternlyI see how it is replied Proserpine with a sob you are tired ofmeMy belovedI never expected thisMy childWas it for this I left my motherPowers of Hades How you can say such thingsBroke her heartProserpine ProserpineGave up daylightFor the sake of Heaven then calm yourselfSacrificed everythingMy love my life my angel what is all thisAnd then to be abused for the sake of a dogBy all the shades of Hell but this is enough to provoke evenimmortals What have I done said or thought to justify suchtreatmentOh meProserpineHeighoProserpine ProserpineSo soon is the veil withdrawnDearest you must be unwell This journey has been,0
+Produced by Ralph Janke and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet This book wasproduced from scanned images of public domain materialfrom the Google Print projectTranscribers notePhrases enclosed in _ are printed in italics style in the originalPhrases enclosed in  are printed in bold style in the originalPhrases that are printed in small capitals are converted into upper caseMaria J McIntoshs Works _PUBLISHED BY D APPLETON  CO_I EVENINGS AT DONALDSON MANOR OR THE CHRISTMAS GUESTBY MARIA J McINTOSH_Illustrated with Ten Steel Engravings 8vo cloth gilt edges 3morocco 4_     The whole sparkle with strokes of pleasantry and lively criticism     and ever and anon reveal most delightful pictures of fireside     groups A hightoned morality pervades the whole We feel sure that     the book will be a general favorite_Commercial Advertiser_     It is a book that parents may buy for their children brothers for     their sisters or husbands for their wives with the assurance that     the book will not only give pleasure but convey lessons of love     and charity that can hardly fail to leave durable impressions of     moral and social duty upon the mind and heart of the     reader_Evening Mirror_IIWOMAN IN AMERICA HER WORK AND HER REWARDBY MARIA J McINTOSH_One Volume 12mo paper covers 50c cloth 75c_     We like this work exceedingly and our fair countrywomen will     admire it still more than we do It is written in the true spirit     and evinces extensive observation of society a clear insight into     the evils surrounding and pressing down her sex and a glorious     determination to expose and remove them Read her work She will     win a willing way to the heart and home of woman and her mission     will be found to be one of beneficence and love Truly woman has     her work and her reward_American Spectator_     We thank Miss McIntosh for her Woman in America She has written     a clever book containing much good word and truth many valuable     thoughts and reflections which ought to be carefully considered by     every American lady_Protestant Churchman_IIICHARMS AND COUNTERCHARMSBY MARIA J McINTOSH_One Volume 12mo cloth 1 or in Two Parts paper 75c_     This is one of those healthful _truthful_ works of fiction which     improve the heart and enlighten the judgment whilst they furnish     amusement to the passing hour The style is clear easy and simple     and the construction of the story artistic in a high degree We     commend most cordially the book_Tribune_IVTWO LIVES OR TO SEEM AND TO BEBY MARIA J McINTOSH_One Volume 12mo paper covers 50c cloth 75c_     The previous works of Miss McIntosh although issued anonymously     have been popular in the best sense of the word The simple beauty     of her narratives combining pure sentiment with high principle     and noble views of life and its duties ought to win for them a     hearing at every fireside in our land We have rarely perused a     tale more interesting and instructive than the one before us and     we commend it most cordially to the attention of all our     readers_Protestant Churchman_VAUNT KITTYS TALESBY MARIA J McINTOSH_A new edition complete in One Vol 12mo cloth 75c paper 50c_     This volume contains the following delightfully interesting     stories Blind Alice Jessie Graham Florence Arnott Grace     and Clara Ellen Leslie or the Reward of Self ControlPOPULAR BOOKS FOR DOMESTIC READING PUBLISHED BY D APPLETON  COMost of these volumes may be had in cloth gilt edges at 25 cts pervol extra                                   GRACE AGUILARS WORKS  1 HOME SCENES AND HEART STUDIES 12mo cloth 75 cents paper    cover 50 cents  2 THE DAYS OF BRUCE 2 vols 12mo cloth 150  3 THE WOMEN OF ISRAEL 2 vols 12mo clo 150 pap 1  4 THE MOTHERS RECOMPENSE 12mo cloth 75 cents paper 50    cents  5 THE VALE OF CEDARS or the Martyr 12mo cloth 75 cts    paper 50 cts  6 WOMANS FRIENDSHIP a Domestic Story 12mo cloth 75 cts    paper 50 ctsMRS ELLISS LAST WORK  HEARTS AND HOMES a Story Two parts bound in 1 vol 8vo cloth    150 paper 1MISS SEWELLS WORKS  1 THE EARLS DAUGHTER a Tale 12mo cloth 75 cts paper 50    cts  2 GERTRUDE a Tale 1 vol 12mo cloth 75 cts paper 50 cts  3 AMY HERBERT 1 vol 12mo cloth 75 cts paper 50 cts  4 MARGARET PERCIVAL 2 vols 12mo cloth 150 paper 1  5 LANETON PARSONAGE 3 vols 12mo clo 225 pap 150  6 WALTER LORIMER with other Tales Illustrated 12mo cloth 75    cts paper 50 cts  7 JOURNAL OF A SUMMER TOUR 12mo cloth 1  8 EXPERIENCE OF LIFE 12mo Just ready Cloth 75 cts paper    50 ctsMISS McINTOSHS WORKS  1 EVENINGS AT DONALDSON MANOR 12mo clo 75 cts  2 TWO LIVES or To Seem and To Be,49
+Produced by An Anonymous Project Gutenberg VolunteerMAZELLI AND OTHER POEMSBy George W SandsPREFACEUnder this head I desire to say a few words upon three subjectsmy friends my book and myselfMy friends though not legion in number have been in theirefforts in my behalf disinterested sincere and energeticMy book I lay it as my first offering at the shrine of mycountrys fame Would it were worthier While our soldiersare first in every field where they meet our enemies and whilethe wisdom of our legislators is justified before all the worldin the perfection of our beloved institutions our literaturelanguishes This should not be so for literature with itskindred arts makes the true glory of a nation We bow in spiritwhen Greece is named not alone because she was the mother ofheroes and lawgivers but because her hand rocked the cradle ofa literature as enduring as it is beautiful and brilliant andcherished in their infancy those arts which eventually repaid hernursing care in a rich harvest of immortal renownFor myself I have little to say I have not written for fame andif my life had been a happy one I should never have written at allAs it was I early came to drink of the bitter cup and sorrowwhilst it cuts us off from the outer drives us back upon the innerworldand then the unquiet demon of ceaseless thought is rousedand the brain becomes a whirling gulf of phantasy and flame andwe rave andwrite Yes write And men read and talk about geniusand God help them Often envy its unhappy possessors the fatal giftwhich lies upon heart and brain like molten lead Of all who havegained eminence among men as poets how few are there of whom it maynot be justly said They have come up through much tribulationG W SCONTENTS     Mazelli       Canto I       Canto II       Canto III     The Misanthrope Reclaimed       Act I       Act II       Act III       Act IV     Miscellaneous PoemsDedicationFrederick City September 7th 1849Dear SirIn humble testimony of my gratitude for your services as a friendand my admiration and respect for your character and worth as anauthor and a man permit me to dedicate to you the poem of MazelliYour obedient servantGeorge W SandsTo Samuel Tyler EsqOf the Maryland BarMAZELLICanto I     I     Stay traveller stay thy weary steed       The sultry hour of noon is near     Of rest thy wayworn limbs have need       Stay then and taste its sweetness here     The mountain path which thou hast sped     Is steep and difficult to tread     And many a farther step twill cost     Ere thou wilt find another host     But if thou scornst not humble fare     Such as the pilgrim loves to share     Not luxurys enfeebling spoil     But bread secured by patient toil     Then lend thine ear to my request     And be the old mans welcome guest     Thou seest yon aged willow tree       In all its summer pomp arrayed     Tis near wend thither then with me     My cot is built beneath its shade     And from its roots clear waters burst     To cool thy lip and quench thy thirst     I love it and if harm should come       To it I think that I should weep     Tis as a guardian of my home     So faithfully it seems to keep     Its watch above the spot where I     Have lived so long and mean to die     Come pardon me for prating thus     But age you know is garrulous     And in lifes dim decline we hold     Thrice dear whateer we loved of old     The stream upon whose banks we played     The forest through whose shades we strayed     The spot to which from sober truth     We stole to dream the dreams of youth     The single star of all Nights zone     Which we have chosen as our own     Each has its haunting memory     Of things which never more may be     II     Thus spake an aged man to one     Who manhoods race had just begun     His form of manhoods noblest length     Was strung with manhoods stoutest strength     And burned within his eagle eye     The blaze of tameless energy     Not tameless but untamedfor life     Soon breaks the spirit with its strife     And they who in their souls have nursed     The brightest visions are the first     To learn how Disappointments blight     Strips life of its illusive light     How dreams the heart has dearest held     Are ever first to be dispelled     How hope and power,3
+Produced by Nick Hodson of London EnglandA Houseful of GirlsBy Mrs George de Horne Vaizey________________________________________________________________________Another book by Mrs de Horne Vaizey also known as Jessie Manserghabout the lives of five girls in one family and their friends inEdwardian times  Of course every time there is a major event such asan engagement or the cancellation of one the different girls all havedifferent takes on the situation  NH________________________________________________________________________A HOUSEFUL OF GIRLSBY MRS GEORGE DE HORNE VAIZEYCHAPTER ONEHALF A DOZEN DAUGHTERSThere were six of them altogethersix great big girlsand they livedin a great big house in the middle of a long high road one end ofwhich loses itself in London town while the other goes stretching awayover the county of Hertford  Years ago John Gilpin had ridden hisfamous race down that very road and Christabel loved to look out of herbedroom window and imagine that she saw him flying along with his poorbald head bared to the _breeze_ and the bottles swinging on eitherside  She had cut a picture of him out of a book and tacked it on herwall for as she explained to Agatha her special sister she felt it aduty to support local talent and so far as she could discoverGilpin was the only celebrity who had ever patronised the neighbourhoodChristabel was the youngest of the familya position which as everyone knows is only second in importance to that of the eldest and inthis instance Maud was so sweet and unassuming that the haughty youngperson of fourteen ruled her with a rod of ironFairhaired Lilias was a fullfledged young lady and Nan had had allher dresses let down and was supposed to have her hair up but as amatter of fact it was more often down than not for it was heavy andplentiful and Nans ten thumbs could by no chance fasten it securelyHairpins littered the schoolroom floor hairpins stood outaggressively against the white paint on the stairs hairpins nestled inthe little creases of velvet chairs there were hairpins hairpinseverywhere except just where they should have beenon Nans dressingtable and here there was such a dearth of these useful articles thaton one memorable occasion she had been compelled to effect a coiffurewith the aid of a piece of string and a broken comb  The effect wasstriking for a good ten minutes and then came the inevitable collapsebut Dear me as Nan observed accidents will happen and what is theuse of making a fuss about a thing like that when the world is full ofsufferingElsie thanked her stars that she was only sixteen and need not begrownup for two long years to come but when her younger sisters grewobtrusive she suddenly remembered that she would be seventeen in threemonths time and would have them know that she was to be treated withrespect and in spite of daily discussions feuds and battles thegirls all loved each other dearly and believed that such a charming andhighly endowed family had never before existed in the annals ofChristendomAs a matter of fact the Rendell girls had claim to one greatdistinctionpromiscuous accomplishments had been discarded in theircase and each had been brought up to do some one thing well  Maud wasmusical and practised scales two hours a day as a preliminary beforesettling down for another two or three hours of sonatas and fuguesElsie locked herself in her bedroom for a like period and the wails ofher violin came floating downstairs like the lament of a lost soul  Nanappropriated a chilly attic carved wood and her fingers at the sametime and clanged away at copper work knocking her nails black and bluewith illdirected strokes of the hammer as she manufactured the panelswhich were fitted into her oak carving with such artistic effectLilias declared sweetly that she was too stupid to do anything butprivately reflected that at least she had mastered the art of lookingcharming and what did it matter if she _were_ useless since with herbeauty she would certainly marry a duke on the first opportunity and bespirited away to a life of luxury  As for Agatha and Christabel theywere supposed to devote themselves to the study of languages and thedomestic arts but in private conclave they had already decided on theirfuture career  They were to keep a select academy for young ladies inwhich they would correct all those glaring errors of governess andmother under which they themselves had groanedI can bear it better when I feel it is for a good end  Our girls shallnever suffer as I am suffering said Chrissie with an air ofmartyrdom when she was ordered to bed at nine oclock andremorselessly roused from slumber at seven am  If grownups weresensible they would allow a child to follow its own instinct  Naturemust surely know better than mothers and my nature tells me to sit upat nights and have breakfast in bed  To be sent off as if one were achild in arms is really too horribly tryingAnd when Mr Barr was there too  So degrading  Last night he wastalking to me about books and Im sure he thought I was quite grown upThe table was between us you know so he couldnt see my legs  I wasenjoying myself so much and saying that I thought Thackeray much overrated when mother came up and said Time for bed Chickie  Run awayI assure you I _blushed_ with mortificationPiteous said Christabel bringing out her pet word with emphasisThey never think of our feelings  I shall make it a rule to study thecharacters of our young ladies and avoid wounding theirsusceptibilities  I know how it feelsIn spite of their many sufferings however the Rendells would one andall have been ready to declare that there never had been might couldwould or should be such another father and mother as they possessedTo have a son at college and yourself carry off a prize at a tennistournament was surely a feat to be proud of on the part of a,1
+Produced by Chuck Greif and the Online Distributed Proofreading Teamat httpwwwpgdpnetNota del transcriptor se conserva la ortografía del originalIllustration                        HISTORIA              DE LA CELEBRE REINA DE ESPAÑA                       DOÑA JUANA                   LLAMADA VULGARMENTE                        LA LOCA                         Madrid            IMPRENTA DE D JOSÉ MARIA MARÉS          Corredera Baja de San Pablo núm 27                          1848                                                       CAPITULO PRIMERO_De cuáles fueron los padres de Doña Juana la Loca y las cosas quepasaban en su palacio_IllustrationDon Fernando y doña Isabel célebres y nunca bien ponderados reyescatólicos ocupaban los tronos de Aragon y Castilla dando un ejemplo demoralidad y sabiduría á toda su córte y siendo estimados altamente nosolo por la aristocrácia de su época sino tambien por todos sussúbditos Muy agradecidos los régios esposos á las muestras de cariñoque estos continuamente les prodigaban no podian menos de espresarlessu reconocimiento de una manera mas loable porque estos monarcas no sedesdoraban de que cualquier vasallo hiciese parar su carruaje aun enlos sitios mas públicos y concurridos para prestar atencion á lo queles quisiesen manifestar No obstante de esto siempre se ha conocidosegun los historiadores el no faltar nunca entre los palaciegosaquellas comunes discordias y hablillas hijas de la envidia Ningunaprueba que caracterice mas esta verdad que la de que hallándose ya encinta la reina Isabel la Católica comenzasen á propalar variospersonajes entre los cuales se hallaba D Enrique de Villena que lasucesion que esperaban no podia menos de ser bastarda y esto lodeducian de las varias escenas que habian presenciado en palacio Massin embargo de ser D Fernando tan previsor y de inspeccionar tanto lascosas que le eran anejas parece que estas voces las tomó por vagas yno se cuidó de ellas asi es que dichos personajes atribuian laindolencia de D Fernando en este punto al miedo ó al escesivo amor queprofesaba á Doña Isabel la cual unia á los vínculos de esposa el sernieta de su hermanoMiras particulares se llevaban el de Villena y otros en difundir por elvulgo tales voces pero miras que mas tarde fueron descubiertas por losque mas le vendian amistad declarando al soberano verbalmente losproyectos concebidos por ellos y mostrándole por escrito lacorrespondencia que habian interceptado dirigida á D Juan de Portugalá la cual contestó inmediatamente D Fernando por medio de su enviado denegocios Lope de Alburquerque No habiendo querido Don Juan de Portugaldar audiencia al enviado de Castilla y habiéndolo llegado á saber muypronto D Fernando montó en cólera de tal suerte que nadie se atreviaá dirigirle una palabra Procuraban aplacarle en algunos momentos defuria pero todo era en vano amenazaba que haria entender á suscontrarios lo que merece el que agravia al monarca de Castilla y quemostraria cuán grandes eran sus fuerzas contra los que le enojabanTampoco fueron bastantes á aplacar su ira los ruegos de su hermano DPedro de Acuña conde de Buendia quien le protestaba no se irritase tanterriblemente que tal vez una fraguada noticia como podia ser fuerael motivo del ludibrio y las imprecaciones que dirigia sin distincion deparientes y amigos Solo á las amonestaciones de un personage que porrespeto se calla era á las que daba cabida el rey D Fernando Estepersonaje se supo grangear su cariño por su bella cualidad que era lade todo adulador logrando con sus palabras henchir el pecho del monarcacada dia de mayor pasion Aun la misma reina Isabel tuvo en muchasocasiones que valerse de este favorito para hablar con su real esposoEstos sucesos ocurrian en el palacio de la imperial Toledo cuando dió áluz la reina Isabel el 6 de noviembre de 1479 á la princesa Doña Juanade Castilla muy parecida á su abuela Doña Juana esposa de D Juan IIIde Aragon segun afirma el autor de _las Reinas Católicas_El nombre de Doña Juana es el de uno de los monarcas que por mas largotiempo han figurado en España al frente de los documentos y órdenesreales y no obstante se puede afirmar que en pocas ocasiones ó mejordicho en ninguna tuvo parte la aficion á los trabajos que leproporcionaba su elevada gerarquia Esta especie de hastío al destinoárduo que debia ejercer á la edad que requieren las leyes se le ibaaumentando con los años por el contrario cualquier faena á que ladedicasen de las propias de su sexo la abrazaba con el mas indeciblejúbilo asi es que todavia de corta edad era la admiracion de cuantosla oian y observaban sus entretenimientos A esto se puede añadir que sunombre no era mas que una mera forma para dar á conocer que la herederadel trono de Castilla existiaCuando pocos años despues su hijo el célebre Cárlos V tomó las riendasdel gobierno de España por la habitual imposibilidad de su madreobservó el mismo método ora porque asi lo dispusieron en variosEstamentos del reino ora porque ella era,35
+Produced by Juliet Sutherland Suzan Flanagan and theOnline Distributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet                   THE COMPLETE WORKS                           OF                       JOHN RUSKIN                       VOLUME XXIV                 OUR FATHERS HAVE TOLD US          STORMCLOUD OF THE NINETEENTH CENTURY                      HORTUS INCLUSUS                THE STORMCLOUD OF THE                  NINETEENTH CENTURY                     TWO LECTURES          DELIVERED AT THE LONDON INSTITUTION             FEBRUARY 4TH AND 11TH 1884CONTENTS                                                  PAGEPREFACE                                            iiiLECTURE I FEBRUARY 4                              1LECTURE II FEBRUARY 11                           31PREFACEThe following lectures drawn up under the pressure of moreimperative and quite otherwise directed work contain many passageswhich stand in need of support and some I do not doubt more orless of correction which I always prefer to receive openly fromthe better knowledge of friends after setting down my ownimpressions of the matter in clearness as far as they reach thanto guard myself against by submitting my manuscript beforepublication to annotators whose stricture or suggestion I mightoften feel pain in refusing yet hesitation in admittingBut though thus hastily and to some extent incautiously throwninto form the statements in the text are founded on patient andin all essential particulars accurately recorded observations ofthe sky during fifty years of a life of solitude and leisure andin all they contain of what may seem to the reader questionable orastonishing are guardedly and absolutely trueIn many of the reports given by the daily press my assertion ofradical change during recent years in weather aspect was scoutedas imaginary or insane I am indeed every day of my yet sparedlife more and more grateful that my mind is capable of imaginativevision and liable to the noble dangers of delusion which separatethe speculative intellect of humanity from the dreamless instinctof brutes but I have been able during all active work to use orrefuse my power of contemplative imagination with as easy commandof it as a physicists of his telescope the times of morbid arejust as easily distinguished by me from those of healthy vision asby men of ordinary faculty dream from waking nor is there asingle fact stated in the following pages which I have notverified with a chemists analysis and a geometers precisionThe first lecture is printed with only addition here and there ofan elucidatory word or phrase precisely as it was given on the 4thFebruary In repeating it on the 11th I amplified severalpassages and substituted for the concluding one which had beenprinted with accuracy in most of the leading journals someobservations which I thought calculated to be of more generalinterest To these with the additions in the first text I havenow prefixed a few explanatory notes to which numeral referencesare given in the pages they explain and have arranged thefragments in connection clear enough to allow of their being readwith ease as a second Lecture                         HERNE HILL _12th March 1884_THE STORMCLOUD OF THE NINETEENTH CENTURYTHE STORMCLOUD OF THE NINETEENTH CENTURYLet me first assure my audience that I have no _arrière pensée_ inthe title chosen for this lecture I might indeed have meant andit would have been only too like me to mean any number of thingsby such a titlebut tonight I mean simply what I have saidand propose to bring to your notice a series of cloud phenomenawhich so far as I can weigh existing evidence are peculiar to ourown times yet which have not hitherto received any special noticeor description from meteorologistsSo far as the existing evidence I say of former literature can beinterpreted the stormcloudor more accurately plaguecloud forit is not always stormywhich I am about to describe to you neverwas seen but by now living or _lately_ living eyes It is not yettwenty years that thisI may well call it wonderful cloud hasbeen in its essence recognizable There is no description of itso far as I have read by any ancient observer Neither Homer norVirgil neither Aristophanes nor Horace acknowledge any suchclouds among,61
+Produced by Markus Brenner Evelyn Kawrykow La Monte HPYarroll and the Online Distributed Proofreading Team athttpwwwpgdpnet                         Die schönsten Geschichten                               der Lagerlöf                        Ausgewählt und eingeleitet                                    von                              Walter von Molo                          Albert Langen München                       Die Geschichten der Lagerlöf                              in diesem Bande                                 sind von                               Marie Franzos                                 übersetzt                              Ein Verzeichnis                         der Werke Selma Lagerlöfs                          befindet sich am Schluß                               dieses Buches                       Illustration Selma Lagerlöf_Inhalt_                                             SeiteFrau Lagerlöf von Walter von Molo                7Der Luftballon                                  13Herrn Arnes Schatz                              37Reors Geschichte                               110Das Mädchen vom Moorhof                        116Das Schweißtuch der heiligen Veronika          177Die Legende vom Vogelnest                      224Frau LagerlöfDie reine Frau hat das innigste Verhältnis zur Dichtkunst Ihreseelische Veranlagung und ihre dadurch bedingten Aufgaben erhalten siedem wahrhaft Realen dem Mysterium des Fühlens das die Wurzel derDichtkunst war und ist näher als den Mann der vor allem durch die Tatund durch die Arbeit seines Kopfes wirkt der sich im allgemeinen erstzum Zentrum des Fühlens durchkämpfen muß Wie den Mann die Bezwingungdes weiteren Weges stärkt und sichtet hält die Nähe des Zieles dieFrau die die treueste Gefolgschaft jeder Kunst ist entweder vomSelbstschaffen ab meist zum Segen der Ihren oder sie wird wenn sieselbst schafft zumeist gerade durch ihre Weiblichkeit der Kunstverdorben sie lernt nicht zu dem ihr Angeborenen zu sie bleibtseelische Molluske weil ihrem Werk nicht die Knochen des unerbittlichlogischen Denkens die innere und äußere Form in voller Kraftzuwachsen Die schöpferische Frau hat drum hauptsächlich das Gebiet dererzählenden Dichtung deren Notwendigkeiten in dieser Hinsichtverhältnismäßig gering sind Die Frau fabuliert Sie erhält den Glaubenan den unablässigen unumstößlichen Sieg des Guten sie ist in ihrerreinsten Erscheinung Märchen und Sage Alles was der Kindersinnsehnsüchtig sucht ist den Frauen vorhanden Ihr ragendstes Symbol istmir die genialste selbstschöpferische Frau die Lagerlöf Die Lagerlöfschafft der Menschheit schönsten Besitz Heimatliebe KinderliebeElternliebe Gattenliebe Liebe mit all ihren unendlichenSchattierungen und Spiegelbildern in der menschlichen Seele dichterischzu ragenden Monumenten um Ihr ist das Wunder an sich Voraussetzungalles Seins Für sie gibt es keine erkennende Wissenschaft keineunbelebte Natur Wort für Wort ist ihr die Bibel das Buch der Bücherwahr sie erhellt sie sie übersetzt die Gläubigkeit aller Konfessionengefühlsmäßig in Kunst Nach den großen Gesetzen des Welträtsels desgütigen Schicksals oder Gottes reden und handeln ihr die Menschen undTiere Die Flüsse Pflanzen und,15
+Produced by Don KostuchTranscribers NotesConventional mathematical notation requires specialized fonts andtypesetting conventions I have adopted modern computer programmingnotation using only ASCII characters The square root of 9 is thusrendered as square_root9 and the square of 9 is square910 divided by 5 is 105 and 10 multiplied by 5 is 10  5 The DOC file and TXT files otherwise closely approximate the originaltext There are two versions of the HTML files one closelyapproximating the original and a second with images of the slide rulesettings for each exampleBy the time I finished engineering school in 1963 the slide rule was awell worn tool of my trade I did not use an electronic calculator foranother ten years Consider that my predecessors had little else tousethink Boulder Dam with all its electrical mechanical andconstruction calculationsRather than dealing with elaborate rules for positioning the decimalpoint I was taught to first scale the factors and deal with thedecimal position separately For example1230  000093 123E3  93E5123E3 means multiply 123 by 10 to the power 393E5 means multiply 93 by 01 to the power 5 or 10 to the power 5The computation is thus123  93  1E3  1E5The exponents are simply added123   93  1E2 114  1E2 114When taking roots divide the exponent by the rootThe square root of 1E6 is 1E3The cube root of 1E12 is 1E4When taking powers multiply the exponent by the powerThe cube of 1E5 is 1E15End Transcribers NotesINSTRUCTIONSfor using aSLIDERULESAVE TIMEDO THE FOLLOWING INSTANTLY WITHOUT PAPER AND PENCILMULTIPLICATIONDIVISIONRECIPROCAL VALUESSQUARES  CUBESEXTRACTION OF SQUARE ROOTEXTRACTION OF CUBE ROOTDIAMETER OR AREA OF CIRCLEIllustration Two images of a slide ruleINSTRUCTIONS FOR USING A SLIDE RULEThe slide rule is a device for easily and quickly multiplying dividingand extracting square root and cube root It will also perform anycombination of these processes On this account it is found extremelyuseful by students and teachers in schools and colleges by engineersarchitects draftsmen surveyors chemists and many others Accountantsand clerks find it very helpful when approximate calculations must bemade rapidly The operation of a slide rule is extremely easy and it iswell worth while for anyone who is called upon to do much numericalcalculation to learn to use one It is the purpose of this manual toexplain the operation in such a way that a person who has never beforeused a slide rule may teach himself to do soDESCRIPTION OF SLIDE RULEThe slide rule consists of three parts see figure 1 B is the body ofthe rule and carries three scales marked A D and K S is the sliderwhich moves relative to the body and also carries three scales marked BCI and C R is the runner or indicator and is marked in the center witha hairline The scales A and B are identical and are used in problemsinvolving square root Scales C and D are also identical and are usedfor multiplication and division Scale K is for finding cube root ScaleCI or Cinverse is like scale C except that it is laid off from rightto left instead of from left to right It is useful in problemsinvolving reciprocalsMULTIPLICATIONWe will start with a very simple exampleExample 1  2  3  6To prove this on the slide rule move the slider so that the 1 at thelefthand end of the C scale is directly over the large 2 on the D scalesee figure 1 Then move the runner till the hairline is over 3 on theC scale Read the answer 6 on the D scale under the hairline Nowlet us consider a more complicated exampleExample 2   212  316  670As before set the 1 at the lefthand end of the C scale which we willcall the lefthand index of the C scale over 212 on the D scale Seefigure 2 The hairline of the runner is now placed over 316 on the Cscale and the answer 670 read on the D scaleMETHOD OF MAKING SETTINGSIn order to understand just why 212 is set where it is figure 2notice that the interval from 2 to 3 is divided into 10 large or majordivisions each of which is of course equal to onetenth 01 of theamount represented by the whole interval The major divisions are inturn divided into 5 small or minor divisions each of which is onefifthor twotenths 02 of the major division that is 002 of thewhole interval Therefore the index is set above  2  1 major division  1 minor division  2  01  002  212In the same way we find 316 on the C scale While we are on thissubject notice that in the interval from 1 to 2 the major divisions aremarked with the small figures 1 to 9 and the minor divisions are 01 ofthe major divisions In the intervals from 2 to 3 and 3 to 4 the minordivisions are 02 of the major divisions and for the rest of the D orC scale the minor divisions are 05 of the major divisionsReading the setting from a slide rule is very much like readingmeasurements from a ruler Imagine that the divisions between 2 and 3 onthe D scale figure 2 are those of a ruler divided into tenths of afoot and each tenth of a foot divided in 5 parts 002 of a foot longThen the distance from one on the lefthand end of the D scale notshown in figure 2 to one on the lefthand end of the C scale would he212 feet Of course a foot rule is divided into parts of uniformlength while those on a slide rule get smaller toward the righthandend but this example may help to give an idea of the method of makingand reading settings Now consider another exampleExample 3a  212  735  156If we set the lefthand index of the C scale over 212 as in the lastexample we find that 735 on the C scale falls out beyond the body ofthe rule In a case like this,24
+Produced by Robert Cicconetti Mary Meehan and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet Thisfile was produced from images generously made availableby the Canadian Institute for Historical Microreproductionswwwcanadianaorg                             EARTHS ENIGMAS                          A VOLUME OF STORIES BY                           CHARLES G D ROBERTS    LAMSON WOLFFE AND COMPANY    BOSTON AND NEW YORK 1896    _Copyright 1895_    University Press    John Wilson and Son Cambridge USAAuthors NoteMost of the stories in this collection have already appeared in thepages of English American or Canadian periodicals For kind courtesiesin regard to the reprinting of these stories my thanks are due to theEditors of Harpers Magazine Longmans Magazine Scribners MagazineThe Cosmopolitan Lippincotts Magazine The Independent The TorontoGlobe Harpers Bazaar and The Youths CompanionC G D RFredericton N B_January 1896_ContentsDo Seek their Meat from GodThe PerduThe Young Ravens that Call upon HimWithin Sound of the SawsThe Butt of the CampIn the Accident WardThe Romance of an OxTeamA Tragedy of the TidesAt the RoughandTumble LandingAn Experience of Jabez BatterpoleThe Stone DogThe Barn on the MarshCaptain Joe and JamieStrayedThe Eye of GluskâpEarths EnigmasDo Seek their Meat from GodOne side of the ravine was in darkness The darkness was soft and richsuggesting thick foliage Along the crest of the slope treetops cameinto viewgreat pines and hemlocks of the ancient unviolatedforestrevealed against the orange disk of a full moon just rising Thelow rays slanting through the moveless tops lit strangely the upperportion of the opposite steepthe western wall of the ravine barrenunlike its fellow bossed with great rocky projections and harsh withstunted junipers Out of the sluggish dark that lay along the ravine asin a trough rose the brawl of a swollen obstructed streamOut of a shadowy hollow behind a long white rock on the lower edge ofthat part of the steep which lay in the moonlight came softly a greatpanther In common daylight his coat would have shown a warm fulvoushue but in the elvish decolorizing rays of that half hidden moon heseemed to wear a sort of spectral gray He lifted his smooth round headto gaze on the increasing flame which presently he greeted with ashrill cry That terrible cry at once plaintive and menacing with anundertone like the fierce protestations of a saw beneath the file was asummons to his mate telling her that the hour had come when they shouldseek their prey From the lair behind the rock where the cubs werebeing suckled by their dam came no immediate answer Only a pair ofcrows that had their nest in a giant firtree across the gulf woke upand croaked harshly their indignation These three summers past they hadbuilt in the same spot and had been nightly awakened to vent the samerasping complaintsThe panther walked restlessly up and down half a score of paces eachway along the edge of the shadow keeping his wideopen green eyes uponthe rising light His short muscular tail twitched impatiently but hemade no sound Soon the breadth of confused brightness had spread itselffurther down the steep disclosing the foot of the white rock and thebones and antlers of a deer which had been dragged thither and devouredBy this time the cubs had made their meal and their dam was ready forsuch enterprise as must be accomplished ere her own hunger now grownsavage could hope to be assuaged She glided supplely forth into theglimmer raised her head and screamed at the moon in a voice asterrible as her mates Again the crows stirred croaking harshly andthe two beasts noiselessly mounting the steep stole into the shadowsof the forest that clothed the high plateauThe panthers were fierce with hunger These two days past their huntinghad been wellnigh fruitless What scant prey they had slain had for themost part been devoured by the female for had she not those small blindcubs at home to nourish who soon must suffer at any lack of hers Thesettlements of late had been making great inroads on the world ofancient forest driving before them the deer and smaller game Hence thesharp hunger of the panther parents and hence it came that on thisnight they hunted together They purposed to steal upon the settlementsin their sleep and take tribute of the enemies flocksThrough the dark of the thick woods here and there pierced by themoonlight they moved swiftly and silently Now and again a dry twigwould snap beneath the discreet and padded footfalls Now and again asthey rustled some low tree a pewee or a nuthatch would give a startledchirp For an hour the noiseless journeying continued and ever and anonthe two gray sinuous shapes would come for a moment into the view ofthe now wellrisen moon Suddenly there fell upon their ears far offand faint but clearly defined against the vast stillness of theNorthern forest a sound which made those stealthy hunters pause andlift their heads It was the voice of a child cryingcrying long andloud hopelessly as if there were no one by to comfort it The panthersturned aside from their former course and glided toward the sound Theywere not yet come to the outskirts of the settlement but they knew of asolitary cabin lying in the thick of the woods a mile and more from thenearest neighbor Thither they bent their way fired with fierce hopeSoon would they break their bitter fastUp to noon of the previous day the lonely cabin had been occupied Thenits owner a shiftless fellow who spent his days for the most part atthe corner tavern three miles distant had suddenly grown disgusted witha land wherein one,4
+Produced by Chuck Greif and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at DP Europe httpdprastkonet                     GINKO et BILOBA                   Le Voluptueux Voyage                          ou                 Les Pèlerines de Venise                       ROMAN                         PARIS              SOCIÉTÉ DU MERCURE DE FRANCE                XXVI RUE DE CONDÉ XXVI                         MCMVI             JUSTIFICATION DU TIRAGE 716Droits de traduction et de reproduction réservés pour tous pays                                 CHAPITRE PREMIERAvertie il vous faut voyagerCeci sadressait à une grande jeune femme mince vêtue de blanc et quisemblait un long boa souple déposé dans un fauteuilVous croyez fitelle surprise et elle tendit ses bras en avant lesétira et les passa sous sa nuque lisseVraiment BienAimé vous mefaites tort je suis seulement un peu fatiguée depuis quelque tempsOui oui nous savons les domestiques la nouvelle cuisinière lestoiles daraignées sans compter vos trottes insensées sur les routessous prétexte dabattre vos nerfs mais je les aime moi vos nerfsquelquefois seulementSeulementAvertie glissa un oeil inquiet vers le beau garçon qui venait de parlerComme elle laimait Comme il répondait à tous ses goûts Elle avaittoujours peur de lui déplaire et elle sentait pourtant quil lui seraittout à fait impossible ce jourlà de simuler un état dâmeOui oui repritil il vous faut voyagerSagenouillant à ses pieds il glissa ses bras autour de son grand corpsflexible et la regarda ardemmentVos yeux sont paisibles votre bouche sans désirs Bientôt vous serezla petite chose inerte et je ne vous aimerai plusLa vanité de cette menace la fit rire franchement elle lembrassa surle frontIl était tard Avertie monta dans sa chambre et peu après vint prendreplace aux côtés du BienAimé dans le grand lit à colonnes torsesencadré de rideaux cramoisis Alors elle jeta un regard circulaire surla vaste pièce quelle avait arrangée avec tant de soins et un goût siprécis Sa pensée traîna et salanguit devant un panneau dHubert Robertreprésentant des jardins dItalie puis son oeil glissa sur deux petits_Canaletto_ où Venise en fête toute dorée offrait ses charmes et surle beau garçon quelle avait près delleElle le regarda comme elle venait de regarder ses tableaux avec la mêmecomplaisance Son eurythmie lenchanta Il lui plaisait à légal dunbeau paysage cétait lexpression absolue de son type Et pourtant ellese sentit la petite chose inerteOui BA Vous avez raison jai besoin de voyager Et jirai enItalieAh oui en Italie vous recharger damour de désirs de sensualitéspetite dynamo fatiguée par lusageSans doute mais vous maccompagnerezVous accompagner Moi vous accompagnerLItalie est dangereuse capiteuse vous le savez bien puisque vousmy envoyez exprès Or il est dit dans lÉcriture Celui qui aime ledanger périra dans le danger Celle quon envoie chercher lamourpourrait bien le rencontrer et ne plus revenirIl fit Peuh lembrassa sur les lèvres et ajouta heureux et un peufatMais non mais non nous deux cest pour toujoursEt elle rayonnanteCest pourtant vrai                     Ce nétait pas la première fois que le BA usait de ce stratagèmeQuand Avertie commençait à salanguir et distraite à rêver ilsinquiétait parlait de voyageLeur amour était si particulier si unique ne fallaitil pas luidonner les soins exceptionnels dus à une plante rareMais le BA restait esclave de ses aises de ses habitudes Lesdéplacements lui faisaient horreurLes hôtels les chemins de fer la vie vagabonde et à la vapeur destournées à létranger lui ôtaient le plaisir et le charme quil pouvaity goûter pourtant avec son intelligence ouverte et son sensesthétique Depuis longtemps il avait refusé daccompagner Avertiemalgré le chagrin que lui causait une séparation même très courte Caril avait besoin de sa présence comme de pain quotidien un petit painblond et chaud de gruau dont on ne se lasse jamais qui vous appèteau contraire tous les jours davantageLe BA était un sensuel sentimental il savait quAvertie adorait lesvoyages et revenait toujours plus émue aimante ingénieuse lidée dubloc entier des désirs et des ardeurs de la jeune femme le payaientassez bien du sacrifice très grand quil faisait en la laissant partirAvertie avait une amie charmante bonne molle un peu godiche maisintelligente agréable de commerce facile et quon appelait la comtesseFlocheLa comtesse Floche aimait surtout son propre corps ses aises sonbienêtre quotidien et sa bourse Ce fut à elle cependant quAvertiedemanda de laccompagnerComment chère Avertie sécria Floche pressentie vous voulezmemmener en voyage Mais vous ne savez pas quel paquet je suis Unevraie empotée et si avare avec cela Et ma malle comment lafautil En aije seulement une de convenable Et puis vous serezobligée de me faire une liste des choses à emporter Je nai jamaisvoyagé vous savezEn effet vous nen avez pas lair répondit Avertie en riantPendant que celleci roulait dans son fiacre en pensant au colissupplémentaire quen la personne de Floche elle sétaitimposévolontairementlautre dans son entresol élégant 1 rueGauthierVillars se reposait mollement étendue,13
+Produced by Chuck Greif and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetIllustration THE DEVIL SIT IN FILONS EYES AND LAUGHLAUGHSOMETIME HE GO AWAY LIKE A MAN AT A WINDOW BUT HE COME AGAINMsiu he live there From a Painting by E Almond Withrow                  THE SPINNERS BOOK OF FICTION                                BY                  GERTRUDE ATHERTON MARY AUSTIN               GERALDINE BONNER MARY HALLECK FOOTE             ELEANOR GATES JAMES HOPPER JACK LONDON                      BAILEY MILLARD MIRIAM                     MICHELSON W C MORROW               FRANK NORRIS HENRY MILNER RIDEOUT             CHARLES WARREN STODDARD ISOBEL STRONG                     RICHARD WALTON TULLY AND                         HERMAN WHITAKER               WITH A DEDICATORY POEM BY GEORGE STERLING          COLLECTED BY THE BOOK COMMITTEE OF THE SPINNERS CLUB    ILLUSTRATED BY LILLIE V ORYAN MAYNARD DIXON ALBERTINE RANDALL  WHEELAN MERLE JOHNSON E ALMOND WITHROW AND GORDON ROSS INITIALS AND                     DECORATIONS BY SPENCER WRIGHT            PAUL ELDER AND COMPANY SAN FRANCISCO AND NEW YORK          _Published in behalf_ _of The Spinners Benefit Fund_                _Ina D Coolbrith_ _First Beneficiary_            _Copyright_ 1907 _by_ PAUL ELDER AND COMPANY                                              TO INA D COOLBRITH    WITH WILDER SIGHING IN THE PINE      THE WIND WENT BY AND SO I DREAMED      AND IN THAT DUSK OF SLEEP IT SEEMED    A CITY BY THE SEA WAS MINE    TO STATELIER SPRANG THE WALLS OF TYRE      FROM SEAWARD CLIFF OR STABLE HILL      AND LIGHT AND MUSIC MET TO FILL    THE SPLENDID COURTS OF HER DESIRE    EXTOLLING CHORDS THAT CRIED HER PRAISE      AND GOLDEN REEDS WHOSE MELLOW MOAN      WAS LIKE AN OCEANS UNDERTONE    DYING AND LOST ON FOREST WAYS    BUT SWEETER FAR THAN ANY SOUND      THAT RANG OR RIPPLED IN HER HALLS      WAS ONE BEYOND HER EASTERN WALLS    BY SUMMER GARDENS GIRDLED ROUND    TWAS FROM A NIGHTINGALE AND OH      THE SONG IT SANG HATH NEVER WORD      SWEETER IT SEEMED THAN LOVES FIRSTHEARD    OR LUTES IN AIDENN MURMURING LOW    FAINT AS WHEN DROWSY WINDS AWAKE      A SISTERHOOD OF FAERY BELLS      IT WON REPLY FROM HIDDEN DELLS    LOYAL TO ECHO FOR ITS SAKE    I DREAMT I SLEPT BUT CANNOT SAY      HOW MANY DREAMLAND SEASONS FLED      NOR WHAT HORIZON OF THE DEAD    GAVE BACK MY DREAMS UNCERTAIN DAY    BUT STILL BESIDE THE TOILING SEA      I LAY AND SAWFOR WALLS OERGROWN      THE CITY THAT WAS MINE HAD KNOWN    TIMES SURE AND ANCIENT TREACHERY    ABOVE HER RAMPARTS BROAD AS TYRES      THE GRASSES MOUNTING ARMY BROKE      THE SHADOW OF THE SPRAWLING OAK    USURPT THE SPLENDOR OF HER FIRES    BUT OER THE FALLEN MARBLES PALE      I HEARD LIKE ELFIN MELODIES      BLOWN OVER FROM ENCHANTED SEAS    THE MUSIC OF THE NIGHTINGALE               GEORGE STERLINGTHE STORIESCONCHA ARGÜELLO SISTER DOMINICA_by Gertrude Atherton_THE FORD OF CRÈVECOEUR_by Mary Austin_A CALIFORNIAN_by Geraldine Bonner_GIDEONS KNOCK_by Mary Halleck Foote_A YELLOW MAN AND A WHITE_by Eleanor Gates_THE JUDGMENT OF MAN_by James Hopper_THE LEAGUE OF THE OLD MEN_by Jack London_DOWN THE FLUME WITH THE SNEATH PIANO_by Bailey Millard_THE CONTUMACY OF SARAH L WALKER_by Miriam Michelson_BREAKING THROUGH_by W C Morrow_A LOST STORY_by Frank Norris_HANTU_by Henry Milner Rideout_MISS JUNO_by Charles Warren Stoddard_A LITTLE SAVAGE GENTLEMAN_by Isobel Strong_LOVE AND ADVERTISING_by Richard Walton Tully_THE TEWANA_by Herman Whitaker_THE ILLUSTRATIONSThe devil sit,44
+Produced by Garry Gill  HTML version by Al HainesEight Years Wanderings in CeylonbySamuel White BakerCONTENTSCHAPTER IColomboDullness of the TownCinnamon GardenA CingaleseAppoCeylon SportJungle FeverNewera ElliaEnergy of Sir EBarnesInfluence of the GovernorProjected ImprovementsCHAPTER IIPast ScenesAttractions of CeylonEmigrationDifficulties inSettlingAccidents and CasualtiesAn EccentricGroomInsubordinationCommencement of CultivationSagacity of theElephantDisappointmentsDeath in the SettlementShockingPasturageSuccess of EmigrantsA Good Knockabout kind of a WifeCHAPTER IIITask CompletedThe MountaintopChange in the Face ofNatureOriginal Importance of Newera ElliaThe Path of a ThousandPrincesVestiges of Former PopulationMountainsThe Highlands ofOuvaAncient Methods of IrrigationRemains of AqueductsThe Vale ofRubiesAncient OphirDiscovery of GoldMineral ResourcesNativeBlacksmithsCHAPTER IVPoverty of SoilCeylon SugarFatality of ClimateSupposed Fertilityof SoilNative CultivationNeglect of Rice CultivationAbandonedReservoirsFormer ProsperityRuins of CitiesPollanaruaThe GreatDagobaArchitectural RelicsThe Rock TempleDestruction ofPopulationNeglected CapabilitiesSuggestions for IncreasingPopulationProgress of PestilenceDeserted VillagesDifficulties inthe Cultivation of RiceDivision of LaborNative AgricultureCHAPTER VReal Cost of LandWant of CommunicationCoffeeplantingComparisonbetween French and EnglishSettlersLandslipsForestclearingManuringThe CoffeeBugRatsFatted StockSuggestions for SheepfarmingAttack of aLeopardLeopards and ChetahsBoy DevouredTrapsMusk Cats and theMongooseVermin of CeylonCHAPTER VIGame Eyes for Wild SportsEnjoyments of Wild LifeCruelty ofSportsNative HuntersMoormen TradersTheir wretched GunsRiflesand SmoothboresHeavy Balls and Heavy MetalBeatties RiflesBallsand PatchesExperimentsThe DoublegroovePower of HeavyMetalCurious Shot at a Bull ElephantAfrican and CeylonElephantsStructure of SkullLack of TrophiesBoarspears andHuntingknivesBertramA Boar HuntFatal CutCHAPTER VIICurious PhenomenonPanorama of OuvaSouthwest MonsoonHuntingFollowersFort MDonaldRiverJungle PathsDangerousLocalityGreat WaterfallStart for HuntingThe FindA GallantStagBran and LuciferPhrenzys DeathBuck at BayThe CaveHuntingboxMadcaps DiveElk SoupFormer InundationBluebeardleads offHecates CourseThe Elks LeapVariety of DeerTheAxisCeylon BearsVariety of VerminTrials for HoundsHounds andtheir MastersA Sportsman shut upA Corporal and CentipedeCHAPTER VIIIObservations on Nature in the TropicsThe Dung BeetleTheMasonflySpidersLuminous InsectsEfforts of a NaturalistDogsWorried by LeechesTropical DiseasesMalariaCauses ofInfectionDisappearance of the MinaPoisonous WaterWelldiggingElephantsCHAPTER IXInstinct and ReasonTailor Birds and GrosbeaksThe White AntBlackAnts at WarWanderoo MonkeysHabits of ElephantsElephants in theLakeHerd of Elephants BathingElephantshootingThe RencontreTheChargeCaught by the TailHorse Gored by a BuffaloSagacity ofDogsBluebeardHis HuntA True HoundCHAPTER XWild FruitsIngredients for a Soupe MaigreOrchidaceousPlantsWild NutmegsNative OilsCinnamonPrimeval ForestsValuableWoodsThe Mahawelli RiverVariety of PalmsCocoanutToddyArrackCocoanut OilCocoanutplantingThe Talipot PalmTheAreca PalmBetel ChewingSago NutsVaricty of BeesWaste ofBeeswaxEdible FungiNarcotic PuffballIntoxicating DrugsPoisonedCakesThe Sack TreeNo Gum Trees of Value in CeylonCHAPTER XIIndigenous ProductionsBotanical GardensSuggested ExperimentsLackof Encouragement to GolddiggersProspects of GolddiggingWe wantNuggetsWho is to BlameGovernors SalaryFallacies of a FiveYears ReignNeglected Education of the PeopleResponsibilities ofConquestProgress of ChristianityCHAPTER XIIThe Pearl FisheryDesolation of the CoastHarbor ofTrincomaleeFatal Attack by a SharkFerocious CrocodilesSaltMonopolySalt LakesMethod of CollectionNeglect of CeylonHidesFish and FishingPrimitive TackleOysters and PenknivesANight Bivouac for a NoviceNo Dinner but a Good FireWild Yams andConsequencesThe Elephants DuelA Hunting HermitageBluebeardslast HuntThe LeopardBluebeards DeathLeopard ShotCHAPTER XIIIWild Denizens of Forest and LakeDestroyers of ReptilesThe TreeDuckThe Mysteries of Night in the ForestThe DevilBirdTheIguanodon in MiniatureOutrigger CanoesThe Last Glimpse of CeylonAGlance at Old TimesEIGHT YEARS WANDERINGSCHAPTER IColomboDullness of the TownCinnamon GardenA CingaleseAppoCeylon SportJungle FeverNewera ElliaEnergy of Sir EBarnesInfluence of the GovernorProjected ImprovementsIt was in the year 1845 that the spirit of wandering allured me towardCeylon little did I imagine at that time that I should eventuallybecome a settlerThe descriptions of its sports and the tales of hairbreadth escapesfrom elephants which I had read in various publications were sourcesof attraction against which I strove in vain and I at lengthdetermined upon the very wild idea of spending twelve months in CeylonjunglesIt is said that the delights of pleasures in anticipation exceed thepleasures themselves in this case doubtless some months of greatenjoyment passed in making plans of every description until I atlength arrived in Colombo Ceylons seaport capitalI never experienced greater disappointment in an expectation than on myfirst view of Colombo  I had spent some time at Mauritius and Bourbonprevious to my arrival and I soon perceived that the farfamed Ceylonwas nearly a century behind either of those small islandsInstead of the bustling activity of the Port Louis harbor in Mauritiusthere were a few vessels rolling about in the roadstead and some fortyor fifty fishing canoes hauled up on the sandy beach  There was apeculiar dullness throughout the towna sort of something which seemedto say Coffee does not pay  There was a want of spirit ineverything  The illconditioned guns upon the fort looked as thoughnot intended to defend it the sentinels looked parboiled the verynatives sauntered rather than walked the very bullocks crawled alongin the midday sun listlessly dragging the native carts  Everythingand everybody seemed enervated except those frightfully active peoplein all countries and climates the customhouse officers thesenecessary plagues to society gave their usual amount of annoyanceWhat struck me the most forcibly in Colombo was the want of shops  InPort Louis the wide and wellpaved streets were lined with excellentmagasins of every description here on the contrary it wasdifficult to find anything in the shape of a shop until I wasintroduced to a soidisant store where everything was to be purchasedfrom a needle to a crowbar and from satin to sailcloth the usefulpredominating over the ornamental in all cases  It was all on a poorscale and after several inquiries respecting the best hotel I locatedmyself at that termed the Royal or Seagers Hotel  This was airywhite and clean throughout but there was a barnlike appearance asthere is throughout most private dwellings in Colombo which banishedall idea of comfortA good tiffin concluded which produced a happier state of mind Iordered a carriage for a drive to the Cinnamon Gardens  The generalstyle of Ceylon carriages appeared in the shape of a caricature of ahearse this goes by the name of a palanquin carriage  Those usuallyhired are drawn by a single horse whose natural vicious propensitiesare restrained by a low system of dietIn this vehicle whose gaunt steed was led at a melancholy trot by anequally smallfed horsekeeper I traversed the environs of ColomboThrough the winding fort gateway across the flat Galle Face theracecourse freshened by the seabreeze as the waves break upon itswestern side through the Colpettytopes of cocoanut trees shading theroad and the houses of the better class of European residents to theright and left then turning to the lefta few minutes ofexpectationand behold the Cinnamon GardensWhat fairylike pleasuregrounds have we fondly anticipated whatperfumes of spices and all that our childish imaginations had picturedas the ornamental portions of a cinnamon gardenA vast area of scrubby low jungle composed of cinnamon bushes isseen to the right and left before and behind  Above is a cloudlesssky and a broiling sun below is,4
+Produced by Robert Cicconetti Josephine Paolucci and theOnline Distributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetThis file was produced from images generously madeavailable by the Canadian Institute for HistoricalMicroreproductions wwwcanadianaorgLORDSOF THENORTHBYA C LAUTTORONTOWILLIAM BRIGGSEntered according to Act of the Parliament of Canada in the year onethousand nine hundred by WILLIAM BRIGGS at the Department ofAgricultureIllustration     LORDS     of the     NORTHby A C LAUTTO THEPioneers and their DescendantsWHOSEHEROISM WON THE LANDTHIS WORKIS RESPECTFULLY DEDICATEDACKNOWLEDGMENTThe author desires to express thanks to pioneers and fur traders of theWest for information details and anecdotes bearing on the old lifewhich are herein embodied and would also acknowledge the assistance ofthe history of the NorthWest Company and manuscripts of the_Bourgeois_ compiled by Senator L R Masson and the value of suchearly works as those of Dr George Bryce Gunn Hargraves Ross andothersTHE TRAPPERS DEFIANCEThe adventurous spirits who haunted the forest and plain grew fond oftheir wild life and affected a great contempt for civilization    You boxedup mewedup artificials    Pent in your piles of mortar and stone    Hugging your finely spun judicials    Adorning externals externals alone    Vaunting in prideful ostentation    Of the Juggernaut car called Civilization    What know ye of freedom and life and God    Monkeys that follow a showmans string    Know more of freedom and less of care    Cage birds that flutter from perch to ring    Have less of worry and surer fare    Cursing the burdens yourselves have bound    In a maze of wants running round and round    Are ye free men or manniken slaves    Costly patches adorning your walls    Are all of earths beauty ye care to know    But ye strut about in soulstifled halls    To play mothlife by a candleglow    What soul has space for upward fling    What manhood room for shoulderswing    Coffined and cramped from the vasts of God    The Spirit of Life O atrophied soul    In trappings of ease is not confined    That touch from Infinite Will neath the Whole    In Natures temple not mans is shrined    From hovelshed come out and be strong    Be ye free Be redeemed from the wrong    Of soulguilt I charge you as sons of GodINTRODUCTIONI Rufus Gillespie trader and clerk for the NorthWest Company whichruled over an empire broader than Europe in the beginning of thiscentury and with Indian allies and its own riotous _BoisBrulés_carried war into the very heart of the vast territory claimed by itsrivals the Honorable Hudsons Bay Company have briefly related a fewstirring events of those boisterous days Should the account here setdown be questioned I appeal for confirmation to that missionary amongnorthern tribes the famous priest who is the son of the illfated girlstolen by the wandering Iroquois Lord Selkirks narration of lawlessconflict with the NorWesters and the verbal testimony of Red Riversettlers who are still living will also substantiate what I havestated though allowance must be made for the violent partisan leaningof witnesses and from that Ias a NorWesterdo not claim to befreeOn the charges and countercharges of cruelty bandied between white menand red I have nothing to say Remembering how white soldiers fromeastern cities took the skin of a native chief for a trophy of victoryand recalling the fiendish glee of Mandanes over a victim I can onlyconclude that neither race may blamelessly point the finger of reproachat the otherAny variations in detail from actual occurrences as seen by my own eyesare solely for the purpose of screening living descendants of thosewhose lives are here portrayed from prying curiosity but in truthmany experiences during the thrilling days of the fur companies were fartoo harrowing for recital I would fain have tempered some of theincidents herein related to suit the sentiments of a milkandwater agebut that could be done only at the cost of truthThere is no French strain in my blood so I have not that passionatedevotion to the wild daring of _lancien régime_ in which many of myrugged companions under _Les Bourgeois de la Compagnie du NordOuest_gloried but he would be very sluggish indeed who could not look backwith some degree of enthusiasm to the days of gentlemen adventurers innomansland in a word to the workings of the great fur tradingcompanies Theirs were the trappers and runners the _Coureurs des Bois_and _BoisBrulés_ who traversed the immense solitudes of the pathlesswest theirs the brigades of gay _voyageurs_ chanting hilariousrefrains in unison with the rhythmic sweep of paddle blades andfollowing unknown streams until they had explored from St Lawrence toMacKenzie River and theirs the merry lads of the north blazing atrack through the wilderness and leaving from Atlantic to Pacific lonelystockaded fur postsfootprints for the pioneers guidance Thewhitewashed palisades of many little settlements on the rivers and lakesof the far north are poor relics of the fur companies ancient grandeurThat broad domain stretching from Hudson Bay to the Pacific Oceanreclaimed from savagery for civilization is the best monument to theunheralded forerunners of empireRUFUS GILLESPIEWINNIPEGONE TIME FORT GARRY  FORMERLY RED RIVER SETTLEMENT_19th June 18_Transcribers note Minor typos have been correctedCONTENTS                                              PAGECHAPTER IWHEREIN A LAD SEES MAKERS OF HISTORY             9CHAPTER IIA STRONG MAN IS BOWED,4
+Produced by Thierry Alberto David T Jones and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet                          CUSTER                            AND                        OTHER POEMS                            BY                   ELLA WHEELER WILCOX                        Author ofPoems of Passion Maurine Poems of PleasureHow Salvator Won The Beautiful Land of NodAn Erring Womans Love Men Women and Emotions Etc                         CHICAGO                  W B CONKEY COMPANY                     Published 1896                           By                  ELLA WHEELER WILCOX                        Preface      Let such teach others who themselves excel      And censure freely who have written well                                            POPETranscribers Note BOLD characters are denoted by enclosing them with  and ITALIC characters are denoted by enclosing them with __                         CONTENTS                                                 PAGEThe Worlds Need                                    7High Noon                                           8Transformation                                     10ThoughtMagnets                                    12Smiles                                             13The Undiscovered Country                           15The Universal Route                                16Earthly Pride                                      17Unanswered Prayers                                 18Thanksgiving                                       20A Maiden to Her Mirror                             22The Kettle                                         23Contrasts                                          25Thy Ship,3
+Produced by Barbara Tozier Bill Tozier Emmy and theOnline Distributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetThe Boy ScoutsFirst Camp FireORScouting with the Silver Fox PatrolBY HERBERT CARTER          Author of The Boy Scouts In the Blue Ridge The Boy          Scouts On the Trail The Boy Scouts In the Maine          Woods The Boy Scouts Through the          Big Timber The Boy Scouts          In the RockiesIllustration A L BURT COMPANYNEW YORKCopyright 1913BY A L BURT COMPANY                                   THE BOY SCOUTS FIRST CAMP FIREIllustration The announcement of the bear by Davy Jones was succeededby a mad scramble of every boy to reach a place of safety Page 48_The Boy Scouts First Camp Fire_THE BOY SCOUTSFIRST CAMPFIRECHAPTER IA HALT BY THE ROADSIDETarataraLoud and clear sounded the notes of a bugle blown by a very stout ladclad in a new suit of khaki and who was one of a bunch of Boy Scoutstramping wearily along a dusty roadGood for you Bumpus Cant he just make that horn talk though criedoneSounds as sweet as the church bell at home fellows declared asecondSay Mr ScoutMaster does that mean a halt for grub a third calledoutSure Giraffe Brace up old fellow Youll have your jaws working rightsoon now And heres a dandy little spring right among the trees Howshady and cool it looks ThadThats why we kept on for an hour after noon remarked the boy calledThad and who seemed to be a person of some authority when all youscouts wanted to stop and rest You see Davy Allan here and myselfmade a note of that same spring the other day when we came along onhorseback spying out the lay of the landWell now remarked the boy called Davy as he threw himself down tostretch thats what our instruction book saysa true scout alwayshas his eyes and ears open to see and hear everything The more thingsyou can remember in a store window after only a minute to look thefurther up you are seeThe boy called Thad not only wore a rather seedy and faded scout khakiuniform while those of all his comrades were almost brand new but hehad several merit badges fastened on the left side of his soft shirtThese things would indicate that Thad Brewster must have been connectedwith some patrol or troop of Boy Scouts in the town where he formerlylived before his father dying left him in charge of the queer oldbachelor uncle who was known far and wide among the boys of Scranton asplain Daddy Brewsternobody ever understood why save that he justloved all manner of young peopleIn fact it was a memory of the good times which he had enjoyed in thepast that influenced Thad to start the ball rolling for a troop ofscouts in Scranton In this endeavor he had found energetic backingand the Silver Fox Patrol of the troop was now starting out upon itsfirst hike to be gone several daysSeveral of the eight boys forming this patrol were lagging more or lessalong the dusty road for the brisk walk on this summer day had tiredthem considerablyAt the cheery notes of the bugle blown by Bumpus Hawtree the strayones in uniform quickened their pace so as to close up Of course thestout youth had another name and a very good one too having beenchristened Cornelius Jasper But his chums had long ago almost forgottenit and as Bumpus he was known far and wideHe was a goodnatured chap clumsy in his way but always willing tooblige and exceedingly curious Indeed his mates in the patroldeclared Bumpus ought to have been born a girl as he always wanted topoke his nose into anything queer that happened to attract hisattention And this failing of course was going to get Bumpus into alot of trouble sooner or laterHis one best quality was a genuine love for music He could play anysort of instrument and had besides a wonderfully sweet high sopranovoice which he was always ready to use for the pleasure of his friendsThat promised many a happy night around the campfire when once theSilver Fox Patrol had become fully establishedAnd this love of music which the fat boy possessed had made theselection of a bugler for Cranford Troop the easiest thing possible Heactually had no competitorPresently the entire eight lads had thrown themselves down in suchpositions as seemed to appeal to them Some lay flat on their stomachsand drank from the overflow of the fine little spring while othersscooped up the water in the cup formed by the palms of their handsOne rather tall boy with flaxen hair and light dreamy blue eyes tookout his handkerchief carefully dusted the ground where he meant to sitthen having deposited himself in a satisfactory manner he opened thehaversack he had been carrying taking out some of the contents verycarefullyMy but theyre packed smartly all right Smithy remarked the fellowwho had responded to the name of Davy Jones you certainly take a heapof trouble to have things just so My duds were just tossed in as theycame Threatened to jump on em so as to crowd the bunch in tighterWhat are you looking for nowWhy my drinking cup to be sure replied the other lifting hiseyebrows in surprise as if he could not understand why any one would beso silly as to lie down and drinkjust like an animal when nice littlealuminum collapsible cups could be procured so cheaplyAnd having presently found what he wanted he deliberately returned eacharticle to its proper place in the carryall before he allowed himselfthe pleasure of a cooling drink But at least he had one satisfactionbeing the,0
+MY MEMORIES OF EIGHTY YEARSBYCHAUNCEY M DEPEW  TO MY WIFE MAY PALMER DEPEW  THIS BOOK GREW FROM HER ENCOURAGEMENTFOREWORDFor many years my friends have insisted upon my putting inpermanent form the incidents in my life which have interestedthem  It has been my good fortune to take part in historymakingmeetings and to know more or less intimately people prominentin world affairs in many countries  Every one so situated hasa flood of recollections which pour out when occasion stirs thememory  Often the listeners wish these transcribed for theirown useMy classmate at Yale in the class of 1856 John D Champlin a manof letters and an accomplished editor rescued from my ownscattered records and newspaper files material for eight volumesMy secretary has selected and compiled for publication two volumessince  These are principally speeches addresses and contributionswhich have appeared in public  Several writers without myknowledge have selected special matter from these volumesand made booksAndrew D White Senator Hoar and Senator Foraker with whomI was associated for years have published full and valuableautobiographies  I do not attempt anything so elaborate orcomplete  Never having kept a diary I am dependent upon a goodmemory  I have discarded the stories which could not well bepublished until long after I have joined the majorityI trust and earnestly hope there is nothing in these recollectionswhich can offend anybody  It has been my object so to pictureevents and narrate stories as to illumine the periods throughwhich I have passed for eightyeight years and the people whomI have known and mightily enjoyedCMDCONTENTS     I  CHILDHOOD AND YOUTH    II  IN PUBLIC LIFE   III  ABRAHAM LINCOLN    IV  GENERAL GRANT     V  ROSCOE CONKLING    VI  HORACE GREELEY   VII  RUTHERFORD B HAYES AND WILLIAM M EVARTS  VIII  GENERAL GARFIELD    IX  CHESTER A ARTHUR     X  GROVER CLEVELAND    XI  BENJAMIN HARRISON   XII  JAMES G BLAINE  XIII  WILLIAM McKINLEY   XIV  THEODORE ROOSEVELT    XV  UNITED STATES SENATE   XVI  AMBASSADORS AND MINISTERS  XVII  GOVERNORS OF NEW YORK STATE XVIII  FIFTYSIX YEARS WITH THE NEW YORK CENTRAL RAILROAD COMPANY   XIX  RECOLLECTIONS FROM ABROAD    XX  ORATORS AND CAMPAIGN SPEAKERS   XXI  NATIONAL REPUBLICAN CONVENTIONS  XXII  JOURNALISTS AND FINANCIERS XXIII  ACTORS AND MEN OF LETTERS  XXIV  SOCIETIES AND PUBLIC BANQUETS         INDEX not includedMY MEMORIES OF EIGHTY YEARSI  CHILDHOOD AND YOUTHIt has occurred to me that some reminiscences of a long lifewould be of interest to my family and friendsMy memory goes back for more than eighty years  I recalldistinctly when about five years old my mother took me to theschool of Mrs Westbrook wife of the wellknown pastor of theDutch Reformed church who had a school in her house withina few doors  The lady was a highly educated woman and herhusband Doctor Westbrook a man of letters as well as a preacherHe specialized in ancient history and the interest he arousedin Roman and Greek culture and achievements has continued with meever sinceThe village of Peekskill at that time had between two and threethousand inhabitants  Its people were nearly all Revolutionaryfamilies who had settled there in colonial times  There had beenvery little immigration either from other States or abroadacquaintance was universal and in the activities of the churchesthere was general cooperation among the members  Churchattendance was so unanimous that people young or old who failedto be in their accustomed places on Sunday felt the disapprovalof the communitySocial activities of the village were very simple but verydelightful and healthful  There were no very rich nor very poorNearly every family owned its own house or was on the way toacquire one  Misfortune of any kind aroused common interestand sympathy  A helping hand of neighborliness was always extendedto those in trouble or distress  Peekskill was a happy communityand presented conditions of life and living of common interestendeavor and sympathy not possible in these days of restlesscrowds and fierce competitionThe Peekskill Academy was the dominant educational institutionand drew students not only from the village but from a distanceIt fitted them for college and I was a student there for abouttwelve years  The academy was a charactermaking institutionthough it lacked the thoroughness of the New England preparatoryschools  Its graduates entering into the professions or businesshad an unusual record of success in life  I do not mean that theyaccumulated great fortunes but they acquired independence and wereprominent and useful citizens in all localities where they settledI graduated from the Peekskill Academy in 1852  I find on theprogramme of the exercises of that day which some old studentpreserved that I was down for several original speeches whilethe other boys had mainly recitations  Apparently my teachershad decided to develop any oratorical talent I might possessI entered Yale in 1852 and graduated in 1856  The college of thatperiod was very primitive compared with the university to whichit has grown  Our class of ninetyseven was regarded as unusuallylarge  The classics and mathematics Greek and Latin were thedominant features of instruction  Athletics had not yet appearedthough rowing and boatracing came in during my term  Theoutstanding feature of the institution was the literary societiesthe Linonia and the Brothers of Unity  The debates at the weeklymeetings were kept up and maintained upon a high and efficientplane  Both societies were practically deliberative bodies anddiscussed with vigor the current questions of the day  Under thistraining Yale sent out an unusual number of men who becameeloquent preachers distinguished physicians and famous lawyersWhile the majority of students now on leaving college enter businessor professions like engineering which,35
+Produced by Carlo Traverso Chuck Greif and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet Thisfile was produced from images generously made availableby the Bibliothèque nationale de France BnFGallica athttpgallicabnffrPHILOSOPHIE LIBERTAIREJules LerminaLA B CDULIBERTAIREPRIX 10 CENTIMESPUBLICATIONS PÉRIODIQUESDE LACOLONIE COMMUNISTEDAIGLEMONTARDENNESFÉVRIER 1906Illustration communisme expérimental LESSAI colonie dAiglemontArdennesAu Lecteur_Les idées libertaires sont peu connues ou faussées à dessein par ceuxcontre lesquels nous luttons et dont légoïste intérêt maintientlerreur et lignorance au prix des pires mensonges__La série de publications que nous commençons aujourdhui avec laide decamarades qui trouvent tout naturel dexprimer ce qui leur semble justeet vrai est un complément à loeuvre que nous avons commencée àAiglemont__Nous estimons que la diffusion des principes anarchistes que le libreexamen et la juste critique de ce qui est autour de nous ne peuvent quefavoriser le développement intégral de ceux qui nous liront__Montrer combien lautorité est irrationnelle et immorale la combattresous toutes ses formes lutter contre les préjugés faire penserPermettre aux hommes de saffranchir deuxmêmes dabord des autresensuite faire que ceux qui signorent naissent à nouveau préparer pourtous ce qui est déjà possible pour les quelquesuns que nous sommes unesociété harmonieuse dhommes conscients prélude dun monde de libertéet damour__Voilà notre oeuvre elle sera loeuvre de tous si tous veulent animésde lesprit de vérité et de justice marcher à la conquête dun meilleurdevenir_LA COLONIE DAIGLEMONTMon jeune Camarade tu mas demandé non sans quelque intentionironique de texpliquer ce quest ou plutôt ce que doit être unlibertaire te sachant de bonne volonté quoique avec une tendanceatavique à railler ce que tu nas pas encore compris je vais tenter desatisfaire ta curiositéSeulement gardetoi de croire que je me pose visàvis de toi endocteur et en prophète et dès le premier moment préparetoi non àaccepter mes affirmations comme des dogmes contre lesquels rien neprévaut mais au contraire à les discuter à les passer au crible de tapropre raison et à ne les admettre comme vérités que lorsque tu te serasconvaincu par tes propres lumières quelles ont droit à ce titreIl nest déducation sérieuse et profonde que celle quon se donne àsoimême Chacun doit être son propre maître et la mission de ceux quicroient savoir est non pas dimposer leurs opinions mais de proposer àautrui avec arguments raisonnés les idéesgermes qui doivent fructifierdans son propre cerveauTout dabord remarque ceci toutes les fois quun homme parle debonheur universel de bienêtre général de joie mondiale et de paixterrestre un cri sélève contre lui fait de colère et de méprisDoù vient cet importun ce fou qui croit à la possibilité du bonheurÀ quel titre se permetil de réprouver la lutte féroce des hommes lesuns contre les autres Le bien est une utopie il nest de réalité quele mal et le devoir de tout être raisonnable est daggraver le mal enlivrant tous les biens terrestres à la concurrence à la bataille et enappelant à son aide la brutalité et la mortNon seulement celui qui veut lhumanité heureuse est taxé de folie maisbien vite on le qualifie de criminel dêtre essentiellement dangereuxon le poursuit on le traque et si lon peut on le tueDonc mon jeune Camarade commence par tinterroger demandetoi si tute sens prêt à subir toutes les avanies toutes les persécutions sanste décourager et sans reculerSache bien que pour vouloir le bonheur dautrui tu seras traité enennemi en paria tu seras mis au ban de toutes les civilisations tuseras chassé de frontière en frontière jusquau moment où des exaspéréstabattront comme bête puanteSi au contraire tu suis les errements ordinaires si temparant detoutes les armes matérielles et immorales que la civilisation a forgéestu te jettes résolument dans la vie dite normale si tu essaiesdécraser les autres pour te faire un piédestal de leurs corps si tuparviens à ruiner à affamer le plus dêtres humains possibles pour teconstituer de leurs dépouilles une fortune opulente si tu prends pourobjectif glorieux la guerre des hommes contre les hommes si tu rêvesvictoire gloire et domination si tu rejettes tout scrupule toutenseignement de conscience si tu pars de ce principe Chacun poursoi et que tu le développes jusquà parfaites conclusionsAlors tu deviendras richeen face de la misère des autrespuissant parlabaissement et lhumiliation de tes congénères tu jouiras de leurssouffrances et vivras de leur mort tu collectionneras les titres lesprivilèges tu te chamarreras de décorations et tes complices te ferontde splendides funéraillesSeulement tu seras un égoïste un méchant un véritable criminelJustement le contraire de ce quest et ce que doitêtre un libertaire  Car le libertaire est un juste cestàdire un homme qui est audessuset en dehors de la Société qui ne se paie pas des mots mensongersdhonneur et de vertu banalités quinventèrent les civilisés pourdissimuler leurs tares et leurs vices qui renie tous les fauxenseignements des philosophes menteurs et des théoriciens hypocritesqui naccepte aucun compromis aucun marché aucune concession qui enun mot veut la justice la seule justice pour luimême et pour touscontre tous et contre luimêmeDéfietoi de toimême Camarade Voici pourquoiTu es venu sur cette terre avec les instincts de lanimalité dont tuprocèdes tu descends dêtres brutaux ignorants violents et tonatavisme est fait de brutalitéChez ceux qui se croient les meilleurs le fond est mauvais dabordparce que lhomme est un animal en voie de perfectionnement mais nonpoint parfait mais encore et surtout parce que dès ta naissance tu asrespiré lair empoisonné des civilisations que tes yeux à peine ouvertsont vu le mal que tes oreilles ont entendu linjustice et que malgrétoi et sans que jusquici on puisse te déclarer tout à faitresponsable tu es pénétré des vices sociaux jusquau fond de tesmoellesOn ne naît pas on se fait libertaireNe pas croire que soit facile ce travail de régénération personnelle Onne sélève pas à la notion de justice par une sorte dinspirationmiraculeuse par une révélation den hautCest par un effort constant par une critique perpétuelle de soimêmepar un examen toujours plus attentif des faits ambiants que peu à peu onparvient à se débarrasser de la gangue de préjugés et de mensongesformée par lalluvion des sièclesUn jour vient alors où soudain jaillit devant les yeux la lueurdirectriceRemarque bien ceci Camarade tu ne seras dans la bonne,9
+Produced by Al HainesIllustration Cover ArtFrontispiece He came quite close and stared at the little girlmissing from bookSTORIES OF BIRDSByLenore Elizabeth Mulets_Illustrated by_Sophie Schneider  _When our babe he goeth walking in his garden  Around his tinkling feet the sunbeams play    The posies they are good to him    And bow them as they should to him  As he fareth upon his kingly way  The birdlings of the wood to him    Make music gentle music all the day    When our babe he goeth walking in his garden_        _Eugene Field_Boston L C Page and CompanyPublishersCopyright 1903By L C PAGE  COMPANYIncorporatedAll rights reservedMade in USANew Edition April 1925THE COLONIAL PRESSC H SIMONDS CO BOSTON U S APREFACEWhere can you find a lad who does not treasure among his secrets thenestingplace of some pair of birds  Where can you find a child whodoes not watch for the first robin of springtime  Where can you findone who does not know when the wild ducks in the wedgeshaped flocksfly southwardThis little book of Bird Stories is written both for the children whoalready know our common birds and for those who may know them if theychooseFor those children who know the book is a verification of their ownfacts with an addition of stories poems and songs to make factsbeautiful for the children who do not know the book is a simple setof facts placed before them for verification and entertainmentTo all may the knowledge obtained be a pleasure and a delightLENORE ELIZABETH MULETSCONTENTSThe Chickadee  In the Snow  Twenty Little Chickadees  The Snowbirds Song  How the Birds Got Their Feathers  Chilly Little Chickadees  All About the ChickadeeRobin Redbreast  Merry Robin Redbreast  The Robins Red Breast  Which Was the Wiser  All About the RobinThe Swallow  Under the Eaves  The Swallows  All About the Barn SwallowThe Hawk and the Raven  From the Barnyard Fence  The First Hawk  Origin of the Raven and the Macaw  All About the ChickenHawk  All About the RavenThe Kingfisher  With the Water Watchman  The Halcyon Birds  All About the KingfisherThe RedHeaded Woodpecker  In Cap of Red  A Legend of the Northland  All About the WoodpeckerThe Lark  In the Meadow  The Song of the Merry Lark  Saved by a Lark  All About the Meadow LarkThe Owl  A GoodNight  The Owl Tennyson  The Owl Girl  The Owl and the Raven  The Owl Shakespeare  All About the Barred or Hoot OwlThe Bobolink  A Summer Song  Robert of Lincoln  All About the Bobolink or RiceBirdThe SeaDoves and the Great Blue Heron  Beside the Sea  SeaPigeons  The Sandpiper  The Circling of Cranes  All About the Great Blue Heron or Blue Crane  All About the SeaDoveLIST OF ILLUSTRATIONSHe came quite close and stared at the little  girl see page 4       FrontispieceBy this time the robin was on the groundNo robin or chickadee could build such nests as the swallowOn a branch sat a bird  He was considerably larger than a robinThe owl only blinked his great eyesShe is sitting on a nestful of light blue eggsTHE CHICKADEEOR SNOWBIRDIllustration The ChickadeeIN THE SNOWIt was a bright wintry day  The frost jewels sparkled on the snowThe winds blew cutting cold from the northPhyllis in her scarlet coat and cap and long warm leggings waded inthe deepest drifts she could findOut by the garden fence was the greatest drift  After flounderingthrough it Phyllis climbed up and perched on the top rail of the fenceShe sat quite still for she was almost breathless after her strugglein the snowSuddenly just over her head Phyllis heard a whistle  She started sothat she almost fell from the fenceAgain came the whistle clear sweet and long drawn out  Phyllislooked up and there on the branch of the elmtree sat a cheery littlebirdWith a third whistle he flew down to the fence and perched besidePhyllisHe came quite close and stared at the little girl in a gay curiousmanner as though he might be looking for a playfellowWho are you asked Phyllis looking like a great red bird as sheperched on the fenceChickadee  Chickadee  Chickadeedeedee twittered the littlefellow  It seemed to Phyllis that he laughed because she did not knowhimOh to be sure said she  How stupid of me not to remember  I havemet you a hundred timesI should have remembered your black head and throat  The sides ofyour head and neck are white  Your breasts and sides are light yellowYour tail and wings are of a much darker shade and how daintily theyare edged with whiteThe chickadee fluttered about for a moment and noticing thefriendliness in Phylliss tones he perched a little closer to her sideI do not believe you noticed the large white feathers in myshoulders he said  You may always know a chickadee by the whitemarkings thereI did not notice your white shoulders at first said Phyllis but Isaw at once what fine downy feathers you have  They are beautifullysoft  Do they make a warm winter dress  How do you chance to be herein the wintertimeI think it is time you were in the South Mr Chickadee  Did yourfamily leave you behindNo indeed replied Mr Chickadee  No indeed Phyllis  My entirefamily are wintering here in the North  We never go South for thewinterWe are quite happy to remain here at home and to come out on sunshinydays and whistle and sing and be happyOnly half an hour ago some boys went coasting down that hill  Iwhistled at them but they did not hear meSoon they came up the hill drawing their sleds behind,62
+Produced by Roger Frank and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetIllustration CLARA WIECK SCHUMANNWOMANS WORK IN MUSICBeing an Account of Her Influence on the Art in Ancient as well asModern Times A Summary of Her Musical Compositions in the DifferentCountries of the Civilized World and an Estimate of Their Rank inComparison with Those of MenByArthur Elson_Author of A Critical History of OperaModern Composers of Europe etc_IllustratedL C PAGE  COMPANYBOSTON PUBLISHERS_Copyright 1903_By L C Page  CompanyINCORPORATED_All rights reserved_Third Impression April 1908_COLONIAL PRESS__Electrotyped and Printed by C H Simonds  Co__Boston U S A_TOMrs Louis C ElsonTRUE TYPE OFSELFSACRIFICING WIFE AND MOTHERIN A MUSICAL FAMILYTHIS BOOK IS AFFECTIONATELY DEDICATEDBY HER SONNOTEAcknowledgments are due to Mr Otto Fleishner of the Boston PublicLibrary for his kindness in furnishing lists of periodical articlesbearing on the subject of this book                                                         The AuthorCONTENTSCHAPTER                                                   PAGE    I Ancient and Mythical                                 11   II Mediæval                                             35  III Wives of the Composers                               61   IV Clara and Robert Schumann                            90    V Other Musical Romances                              111   VI England                                             132  VII Germany                                             154 VIII France                                              174   IX America                                             195    X Other Countries                                     211   XI Conclusion                                          234LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS                                                          PAGEClara Weick Schumann                            FrontispieceEleanor of Aquitaine                                        50Richard and Cosima Wagner                                   88Marie Wieck                                                 91Marie Antoinette                                           114Sybil Sanderson,23
+Produced by Pat Pflieger  HTML version by Al HainesDICK HAMILTONS AIRSHIPOR A YOUNG MILLIONAIRE IN THE CLOUDSBYHoward R GarisCONTENTS      I  THE FALLING BIPLANE     II  THE COLONELS OFFER    III  DICKS RESOLVE     IV  THE ARMY AVIATORS      V  SUSPICIONS     VI  DICKS FIRST FLIGHT    VII  A QUEER LANDING   VIII  AT HAMILTON CORNERS     IX  UNCLE EZRAS VISIT      X  BUILDING THE AIRSHIP     XI  A SURPRISE    XII  LARSON SEES UNCLE EZRA   XIII  UNCLE EZRA ACTS QUEERLY    XIV  THE TRIAL FLIGHT     XV  IN DANGER    XVI  DICK IS WARNED   XVII  OFF FOR THE START  XVIII  UNCLE EZRA FLIES    XIX  UNCLE EZRAS ACCIDENT     XX  IN NEW YORK    XXI  OFF FOR THE PACIFIC   XXII  UNCLE EZRA STARTS OFF  XXIII  AN IMPROMPTU RACE   XXIV  GRITS GRIP    XXV  A FORCED LANDING   XXVI  ON LACK MICHIGAN  XXVII  A HOWLING GALE XXVIII  ABLAZE IN THE CLOUDS   XXIX  THE RIVAL AIRSHIP    XXX  AN ATTACK   XXXI  THE WRECK  XXXII  SAVING UNCLE EZRA XXXIII  WITH UNCLE EZRAS HELPCHAPTER ITHE FALLING BIPLANEShe sure is a fine boat DickAnd she can go some tooGlad you like her fellows replied Dick Hamilton to the remarks ofhis chums Paul Drew and Innis Beeby as he turned the wheel of a newmotorboat and sent the craft about in a graceful sweep toward a smalldock which connected with a little excursion resort on the KentfieldriverLike her  Who could help it asked Paul looking about admiringly atthe fittings of the craft  Why you could go on a regular cruise inherYou might if you kept near your base of supplies remarked DickBase of supplies laughed Innis  Cant you forget for a whilethat youre at a military school old man and not give us the sort ofstuff we get in class all the whileWell what I meant explained the young millionaire owner of themotorboat was that you couldnt carry enough food aboard and haveroom to move about if you went on a very long tripThats right you couldnt agreed Paul  And of late I seem to haveacquired the eating habit in its worst formI never knew the time when you didnt have it responded Dick Imgoing to give you a chance to indulge in it right now and Im going toprofit by your exampleWhats doing asked Innis as he straightened the collar of hismilitary blouse for the three were in the fatigue uniforms of theKentfield Military Academy where Dick and his chums attended Lessonsand practice were over for the day and the young millionaire hadinvited his friends out for a little trip in his new motorboatI thought wed just stop at Bruces place and get a sandwich and acup of coffee suggested Dick  Then we can go on down the river andwe wont have to be back until time for guardmount  Well be betterable to stand it if we get a bite to eatRight you are old chap exclaimed Paul and then he too began tosmooth the wrinkles out of his blouse and to ease his rather tighttrousers at the kneesSay whats the matter with you dudes anyhow asked Dick who afterglancing ahead to see that he was on the right course to the docklooked back to give some attention to the motorMatter  I dont see anything the matter remarked Innis in casualtones while he flicked some dust from his shoes with a spare pockethandkerchiefWhy you two are fussing as though you were a couple of girls at yourfirst dance declared Dick as he adjusted the valves of the oil cupsto supply a little more lubricant to the new motor which had not yetwarmed up to its work  Innis acts as though he were sorry he hadntcome out in his dress uniform and as for you Paul Im beginning tothink you are afraid you hadnt shaved  Whats it all about anyhowOld man Bruce wont care whether you have on one tan shoe and one blackone or whether your hair is parted or notThen Dick having gotten the motor running to his satisfaction lookedtoward the dock which he was rapidly nearing in his boat The nextmoment he gave a whistle of surpriseAh ha  No wonder he cried  The girls  So thats why you fellowswere fixing up and getting yourselves to look pretty  And you let memonkey with the motor and get all grease and dirt while you  Say Iguess well call off this eating stunt and he swung over the steeringwheelOh I say protested InnisDont be mean added Paul We havent seen the girls in some timeand theres three of emDick laughed On the dock under the shade of an awning he had caughtsight of three pretty girls from towngirls he and his chums knewquite well  They were Mabel Hanford in whom Dick was more thanordinarily interested Grace Knox and Irene MartinI thought Id get a rise out of you fellows the young millionairewent on  Trying to get me in bad were youThe boat swerved away from the dock  The girls who had arisenevidently to come down to the float and welcome the approachingcadets seemed disappointed  One of them had waved her handkerchief inresponse to a salute from PaulHere take some of this and clean your face suggested Paul handingDick some cotton waste from a seat lockerAnd heres a bit for your shoes added Innis performing,13
+Produced by Suzanne Shell Emmy and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetLEFT END EDWARDSIllustration The Forward PassLEFT END EDWARDSBYRALPH HENRY BARBOURAUTHOR OFTHE HALFBACK ETCWITH ILLUSTRATIONS BYCHARLES M RELYEAIllustrationNEW YORKGROSSET  DUNLAPPUBLISHERSMade in the United States of America          COPYRIGHT 1914 BY          DODD MEAD AND COMPANYCONTENTS          CHAPTER                                  PAGE               I FATHERS AND SONS                    3              II OFF TO SCHOOL                      13             III STOP THIEF                        24              IV OUT FOR BRIMFIELD                 40               V NUMBER 12 BILLINGS                 51              VI CLUES                             62             VII THE CONFIDENCEMAN                 73            VIII IN THE RUBBING ROOK                86              IX BACK IN TOGS                       98               X CHEAP FOR CASH                  112              XI HOLD EM THIRD                125             XII CANTERBURY ROMPS ONAND OFF      142            XIII SAWYER VOWS VENGEANCE             157             XIV A LESSON IN TACKLING              170              XV STEVE WINNOWS SOME CHAFF          182             XVI MR DALEY IS OUT                  202            XVII THE BLUEBOOK                     212           XVIII B PLUS AND D MINUS                225             XIX THE SECOND PUTS IT OVER           235              XX BLOWS ARE STRUCK                  251             XXI FRIENDS FALL OUT                  267            XXII STEVE GETS A SURPRISE             285           XXIII DURKIN SHEDS LIGHT                297            XXIV THE DAY BEFORE THE BATTLE         309             XXV TOM TO THE RESCUE                 323            XXVI AT THE END OF THE FIRST HALF      334           XXVII STEVE SMILES                      346,26
+Produced by Jeroen Hellingman and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet This file wasproduced partly from images generously made available byThe Internet ArchiveMillion Book Project        The Tribes and Castes of the Central Provinces of India                                   By                              RV Russell   Of the Indian Civil Service Superintendent of Ethnography Central                               Provinces                              Assisted by                          Rai Bahadur Hira Lal                      Extra Assistant Commissioner   Published Under the Orders of the Central Provinces Administration                            In Four Volumes                                Vol IV        Macmillan and Co Limited St Martins Street London                                  1916CONTENTS OF VOLUME IVArticles on Castes and Tribes of the Central Provinces in AlphabeticalOrderThe articles which are considered to be of most general interestare shown in capitals    Kumhar Potter   3    Kunbi Cultivator   16    Kunjra Greengrocer   50    Kuramwar Shepherd   52    Kurmi Cultivator   55    Lakhera Worker in lac   104    Lodhi Landowner and cultivator   112    Lohar Blacksmith   120    Lorha Growers of sanhemp   126    Mahar Weaver and labourer   129    Mahli Forest tribe   146    Majhwar Forest tribe   149    Mal Forest tribe   153    Mala Cottonweaver and labourer   156    Mali Gardener and vegetablegrower   159    Mallah Boatman and fisherman   171    Mana Forest tribe cultivator   172    Manbhao Religious mendicant   176    Mang Labourer and village musician   184    MangGarori Criminal caste   189    Manihar Pedlar   193    Mannewar Forest tribe   195    Maratha Soldier cultivator and service   198    Mehtar Sweeper and scavenge   215    Meo Tribe   233    Mina or Deswali NonAryan tribe cultivator   235    Mirasi Bard and genealogist   242    Mochi Shoemaker   244    Mowar Cultivator   250    Murha Digger and navvy   252    Nagasia Forest tribe   257    Nahal Forest tribe   259    Nai Barber   262    Naoda Boatman and fisherman   283    Nat Acrobat   286    Nunia Saltrefiner digger and navvy   294    Ojha Augur and soothsayer   296    Oraon Forest tribe   299    Paik Soldier cultivator   321    Panka Labourer and village watchman   324    Panwar Rajput Landowner and cultivator   330    Pardhan Minstrel and priest   352    Pardhi Hunter and fowler   359    Parja Forest tribe   371    Pasi Toddydrawer and labourer   380    Patwa Maker of silk braid and thread   385    Pindari Freebooter   388    Prabhu Writer and clerk   399    Raghuvansi Cultivator   403    Rajjhar Agricultural labourer   405    Rajput Soldier and landowner   410    Rajput Clans            Baghel            Bagri            Bais            Baksaria            Banaphar            Bhadauria            Bisen            Bundela            Chandel            Chauhan            Dhakar,24
+Produced by Roger Frank and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetPRAIRIE FOLKSBy HAMLIN GARLAND AUTHOR OFMAINTRAVELED ROADS A MEMBER OFTHE THIRD HOUSE A SPOIL OF OFFICEETC ETCF J SCHULTE  COMPANYPUBLISHERS   CHICAGO   M DCCC XCIIICopyright 1892by HAMLIN GARLANDALL RIGHTS RESERVEDPrairie FolksPioneers  They rise to mastery of wind and snow    They go like soldiers grimly into strife  To colonize the plain they plow and sow    And fertilize the sod with their own life  As did the Indian and the buffaloSettlers  Above them soars a dazzling sky    In winter blue and clear as steel  In summer like an Arctic sea    Wherein vast icebergs drift and reel  And melt like sudden sorcery  Beneath them plains stretch far and fair    Rich with sunlight and with rain  Vast harvests ripen with their care    And fill with overplus of grain  Their square great bins  Yet still they strive I see them rise    At dawnlight going forth to toil  The same salt sweat has filled my eyes    My feet have trod the selfsame soil  Behind the snarling plowCONTENTSUNCLE ETHANS SPECULATION                                11THE TEST OF ELDER PILL                                   33WILLIAM BACONS HIRED MAN                                73SIM BURNSS WIFE                                        101SATURDAY NIGHT ON THE FARM                              143VILLAGE CRONIES                                         169DRIFTING CRANE                                          187OLD DADDY DEERING                                       201THE SOCIABLE AT DUDLEYS                                227PART IUNCLE ETHANS SPECULATION IN PATENT MEDICINES  A certain guileless trust in human kind  Too often leads them into nets  Spread by some wandering trader  Smooth and deft and sureUNCLE ETHAN RIPLEYUncle Ethan had a theory that a mans character could be told by the wayhe sat in a wagon seatA mean man sets right plumb in the _middle_ o the seat as much as tosay Walk gol darn yeh who cares But a man that sets in one cornero the seat much as to say Jump incheaper t ride n to walk youcan jest tie toUncle Ripley was prejudiced in favor of the stranger therefore beforehe came opposite the potato patch where the old man was bugging hisvines The stranger drove a jadedlooking pair of calico ponieshitched to a clattering democrat wagon and he sat on the extreme end ofthe seat with the lines in his right hand while his left rested on histhigh with his little finger gracefully crooked and his elbows akimboHe wore a blue shirt with gaycolored armlets just above the elbowsand his vest hung unbuttoned down his lank ribs It was plain he waswell pleased with himselfAs he pulled up and threw one leg over the end of the seat Uncle Ethanobserved that the left spring was much more worn than the other whichproved that it was not accidental but that it was the drivers habit tosit on that end of the seatGood afternoon said the stranger pleasantlyGood afternoon sirBugs purty plentyPlenty enough I gol I dont see where they all come fumEarly Rose inquired the man as if referring to the bugsNo Peachblows an Carter Reds My Early Rose is over near the houseThe old woman wants em near See the darned things he pursuedrapping savagely on the edge of the pan to rattle the bugs backHow do yeh kill emscald emMostly Sometimes IGood piece of oats yawned the stranger listlesslyThats barleySo tis Didnt noticeUncle Ethan was wondering what the man was He had some pots of blackpaint in the wagon and two or three square boxesWhat do yeh think o Clevelands chances for a second term continuedthe man as if they had been talking politics all the whileUncle Ripley scratched his head WaalI dunnobein a RepublicanIthink Thats soits a purty scaly outlook I dont believe in second termsmyself the man hastened to sayIs that your new barn acrost there pointing with his whipYes sir it is replied the old man proudly After years of planningand hard work he had managed to erect a little wooden barn costingpossibly three hundred dollars It was plain to be seen he took achildish pride in the fact of,0
+Produced by Ginirover and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetBIBLIOTHÈQUE DU HÉRISSONOEUVRES NOUVELLESTRISTAN KLINGSORHUMORESQUESIllustrationAMIENSLIBRAIRIE EDGAR MALFÈRE7 RUE DELAMBRE 7_Dépôt à Paris 1 rue Vavin 6e arr_1921JUSTIFICATION DU TIRAGEIl a été tiré15 exemplaires sur Japon numérotés 1 à 1550 exemplaires sur Hollande numérotés de 16 à 65100 exemplaires sur Arches numérotés de 66 à 1652000 exemplaires ordinairesLa présente édition est lédition ordinaire de cet ouvrageIllustration1921AUTRES OUVRAGESDETRISTAN LECLÈRE KLINGSOR_Le Livre dEsquisses_ proses _Mercure de France_ 1 vol_Schéhérazade poèmes_ _Mercure de France_ 1 vol_Le Valet de coeur_ poèmes _Mercure de France_ 1 vol_Poèmes de Bohême_ _Mercure de France_ 1 vol_La Duègne apprivoisée_ un acte Sansot 1 vol_Chroniques du Chaperon_ poèmes Sansot 1 vol_LEscarbille dOr_ poèmes SansotChiberre 1 vol_Hubert Robert_ H Laurens 1 vol_Les femmes de théâtre au XVIIIe siècle_ Piazza 1 vol_Petits métiers des rues de Paris_ J Beltrand 1 vol_Chansons de ma mère lOie_ 6 mélodies Rouart 1 recueilHUMORESQUESA LAUBERGEQuelle heure estilLe coq du voisinSégosilleEt dame dinde sesclaffeUn oiseau posé sans doute sur le filDu télégrapheFait un trilleAije dormi si tard ce matinIl est huit heuresJentends lhorloge de laubergeQui sonneEt je mets flambergeAu ventMais où est la tartine de beurreHolà Gertrude ou Margoton mon coeur tattendNe viendratil donc personneQuelle heure estil Il est huit heuresIl fait gris au dehors comme dans un fourEt la cloche tinteEstce pour le jour qui meurtEstce pour mon amourJe suis seul à lauberge et songeantDevant cette pinteOù je trempe plus dun filDargentQuelle heure estilLE TRIOLe notaire le cousin et le poèteVous font un trio damoureux ô très chèreEt si parfois vous riez peutêtreDu rêveur qui vous adore comme pas unVous le laissez simplement se morfondrePour tendre la main aux écus du notaireEt la joue aux baisers du cousinAinsi va le mondeEt cependant que votre mariQui se croit assuré contre le pirePromène sa facondeVous lencornez et chacun ritIl ny a que moi seul très chère qui soupireAinsi va le mondeLE DRAGONMon coeur est tristeMes culottes sur le fauteuil fontDes plis savants de culotte dartisteMon coeur est tristeUne chaussette traîne sous la chaiseEt jentends à travers le plafondLe ronflement sourd dun bourgeois obèseJe me tourne un peuSous la couverture à fleursEt le sommier crieJe me tourne un peuEt je regarde obstinémentLe papier déteint aux feuillages bleusComme la forêt de féerieDune belle au bois dormantJe veux être son chevalierEt dans ma songerie fantasque jimagineQue derrière le mur au vieux décor charmantJe vais trouver madame Durand ma voisineEn nonchalant déshabilléJe veux être son chevalierEt mon coeur ségare adorablementMon coeur ségare et je me griseDe rêver quelle est en corset noir à rubansEn train dôter mignon soulierTandis quun bout indiscret de chemisePasse par la fente du pantalon blancMon coeur ségare et je me griseA ce jeu troublantJe veux enlever ma belle jolieAu dragon faroucheEt coiffé dun bonnet de coton à glandQui se cache dans son litAu dragon faroucheDont la moustache énorme tombe sur la boucheEt qui laisse voir au dehorsUne main de géant couverte de poils grisMais soudain je me frotte un oeilDans un pénultième effortJe revois mes culottes sur le fauteuilJe souffle ma lampe sans bruitEt seul encor et le coeur triste je mendorsLAUBÉPINELaubépine est fleurie dans la haieEt loseille sauvage dans lherbeGalant imberbe plaîtMieux que mari acerbeLaubépine est fleurie dans la haieLa belle voulezvous ce bouquetLa belle voulezvous ce baiserPenchezvous un peu plus à votre croiséeAu coin de la rue vient le beau freluquetDont votre tête rose est toute griséeVotre vieux mari est dans la cour qui pisseEn bonnet de coton et gros sabots de hêtreLa chemise est ouverte sous votre corsetEt chacun saitQue cette heure à lamour est propiceLaubépine sauvage est fleurie dans la haieCOMME IL VOUS PLAIRAVraiment messieurs charmants messieursDe Paris de Rouen ou de PontoiseSuisje de ceuxQui vous égaient un peuPitre endurciAu menton bleuCouleur dardoiseTon nez estil aussiRouge que la framboiseEt pour vous jolies dames de FranceEstil fol ou mélancolique à votre guiseCe tendre coeurEn tout honneur dailleursCar quelle belle penseA barbe griseJe connais qui me haitEt je connais qui maimeMais suisje trop fantasque et trop gaiOu trop pensif à votre gréPar ma foi je le sais peu moimêmeCroyez donc ce que vous voudrezLA PIE AU NIDQui trouve à son retour le buffet dégarniLa soupe à moitié froide et le chat sur la tableEnvoie sa digne épouse au diableEt laisse pie au nidQui trouve en son logis visage renfrognéVa courtiser servante et pot à bièreOyez belles trop fièresOyez ce qui vous pend au nezMais toi chère Marion tu es toute ambroisieEt miel et friandise de haut prixEt femme assurément à point choisiePour ton mauvais mariAU LUXEMBOURGPasse qui voudra par la rue SaintJacquesJe préfère le LuxembourgAvec ses marbres ses marronniers lourdsEt ses balustrades de pierre autourDu lacLe soleil daoût brilleNestelle pas trop roide en sommeCette rueRegardons plutôt lherbe drueLa rose la jonquilleEt le géraniumUne jolie fille souritEt surprisJai un peu démoiLe fin jet deau verse une larmeUne jolie fille souritEt le fantassin porte larmeMais ce nest pas pour moiPasse qui voudra par la rue SaintJacquesPlus je ny voudrai passerMon coeur y fut trop blesséEt durement mis à sacPasse qui voudra par la rue SaintJacquesLA GAVOTTEChevalier Gluck chevalier GluckLorsque jécouteVos airs trop tendresEt charmantsMon vieux coeur trembleComme un instrumentSous larchet de soieChevalier GluckEt je me croisAu temps des paniers des culottes courtesEt des perruquesLe bourgeois obèseDu dessus dortDans sa chambre Louis SeizeBeaux doigts de ma voisineRejouez encorRejouez pour moiCette gavotte exquiseD_Armide_Et pardonnez très chère au fol émoiDun coeur si timideCar ce soir jimagineQue vous voici marquiseEt maccordant enfin votre joli corpsLe bourgeois obèse du dessus dortLE LOUPGAROUVieux rat tu peux taventurer dans la gouttièreSur le beau soir bleuMonte une fumée légère de bruyèreEt le chat joueDans la maison avec sa queueVieux coeur tu peux taventurer chez la bergèreCest lheure du loupgarouEt le mari dort au coin de son feuLa lune rit sans bruit dans le beau soir bleuEh soyons vite audacieuxVieux coeur cest lheure du loupgarouEt des amoureuxNOCTURNE PROVINCIALLes bougies sont souffléesEt sur les toits la lune brilleLa dame du notaire est endormieEt seuls quatre officiers dacadémieFont leur manilleAu petit caféIl serait vraiment sageDe rentrer je croisJe sens que,3
+Produced by Roger Frank and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetIllustration DADDY DEERINGOTHER MAINTRAVELLED ROADSHAMLIN GARLANDSUNSET EDITIONHARPER  BROTHERSNEW YORK AND LONDONCOPYRIGHT 1892 1899 1910 BY HAMLIN GARLANDPRAIRIE FOLKSPIONEERS  They rise to mastery of wind and snow    They go like soldiers grimly into strife  To colonize the plain they plough and sow    And fertilize the sod with their own life  As did the Indian and the buffaloSETTLERS  Above them soars a dazzling sky    In winter blue and clear as steel  In summer like an arctic sea    Wherein vast icebergs drift and reel  And melt like sudden sorcery  Beneath them plains stretch far and fair    Rich with sunlight and with rain  Vast harvests ripen with their care    And fill with overplus of grain  Their square great bins  Yet still they strive I see them rise    At dawnlight going forth to toil  The same salt sweat has filled my eyes    My feet have trod the selfsame soil  Behind the snarling ploughPREFACENearly all the stories in this volume were written at the same time andunder the same impulse as those which compose its companion volume_MainTravelled Roads_and the entire series was the result of asummervacation visit to my old home in Iowa to my fathers farm inDakota and last of all to my birthplace in Wisconsin This happenedin 1887 I was living at the time in Boston and had not seen the Westfor several years and my return to the scenes of my boyhood started meupon a series of stories delineative of farm and village life as I knewit and had lived it I wrote busily during the two years that followedand in this revised definitive edition of _MainTravelled Roads_ and itscompanion volume _Other MainTravelled Roads_ compiled from othervolumes which now go out of print the reader will find all of theshort stories which came from my pen between 1887 and 1889It remains to say that though conditions have changed somewhat sincethat time yet for the hired man and the renter farm life in the West isstill a stern round of drudgery My pages present itnot as the summerboarder or the young lady novelist sees itbut as the working farmerendures itNot all the scenes of _Other MainTravelled Roads_ are of farm lifethough rural subjects predominate and the village life touched uponwill be found less forbidding in color In this I am persuaded my viewis sound for no matter how hard the villager works he is not lonelyHe suffers in company with his fellows So much may be called a gainThen too I admit youth and love are able to transform a bleak prairietown into a poem and to make of a barbedwire lane a highway ofromance                                                        HAMLIN GARLANDContents                                                        PAGEIntroductory Verse                                         vPreface                                                  viiWilliam Bacons Man                                        3Elder Pill Preacher                                      29A Day of Grace                                            65Lucretia Burns                                            81Daddy Deering                                            119A StopOver at Tyre                                      143A Division in the Coolly                                 203A Fair Exile,0
+Produced by Ted Garvin Keith Edkins and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetTheCarminaofCaius Valerius CatullusNow first completely Englished into Verseand Prose the Metrical Part by CaptSir Richard F Burton RCMGFRGS etc etc etc and theProse Portion Introductionand Notes Explanatoryand Illustrative byLeonard CSmithersIllustration_LONDON MDCCCXCIIII PRINTED FOR THE TRANSLATORSIN ONE VOLUME FOR PRIVATE SUBSCRIBERS ONLY_Illustration                                   DEAR MR SMITHERSBy every right I ought to choose you to edit and bring out Sir RichardBurtons translation of Catullus because you collaborated with him on thiswork by a correspondence of many months before he died If I have hesitatedso long as to its production it was because his notes which are mostlylike pencilled cobwebs strewn all over his Latin edition were headedNEVER SHEW HALFFINISHED WORK TO WOMEN OR FOOLS The reason of thisremark was that in all his writings his first copy his first thoughtwas always the best and the most powerful Like many a painter who will goon improving and touching up his picture till he has destroyed thelikeness and the startling realistic nature of his subject so would SirRichard go on weakening his first copy by improvements and then appeal tome to say which was the best I was almost invariably obliged inconscience to induce him to stick to the first thought which had graspedthe whole meaning like a flash These notes were made in a most curiousway He used to bring his Latin Catullus down to _table dhôte_ with himand he used to come and sit by me but the moment he got a person on theother side who did not interest him he used to whisper to me Talk thatI may do my Catullus and between the courses he wrote what I now giveyou The public schoolboy is taught that the Atys was unique in subjectand metre that it was the greatest and most remarkable poem in Latinliterature famous for the fiery vehemence of the Greek dithyramb that itwas the only specimen in Latin of the Galliambic measure so calledbecause sung by the Gallæand I suspect that the schoolboy now learnsthat there are half a dozen others which you can doubtless name To _my_mind the gems of the whole translation are the Epithalamium or Epos of themarriage of Vinia and Manlius and the Parcae in that of Peleus and ThetisSir Richard laid great stress on the following in his notes headedCompare with Catullus the sweet and tender little Villanelle by MrEdmund Gosse for the Viol and Flutethe XIX cent with the Ist  Little mistress mine goodbye    I have been your sparrow true  Dig my grave for I must die  Waste no tear and heave no sigh    Life should still be blithe for you  Little mistress mine goodbye  In your garden let me lie    Underneath the pointed yew  Dig my grave for I must die  We have loved the quiet sky    With its tender arch of blue  Little mistress mine goodbye  That I still may feel you nigh    In your virgin bosom too  Dig my grave for I must die  Let our garden friends that fly    Be the mourners fit and few  Little mistress mine goodbye    Dig my grave for I must dieSir Richard seriously began his Catullus on Feb 18th 1890 at HammanRirha in North Africa He had finished the first rough copy on March31st 1890 at Trieste He made a second copy beginning May 23rd 1890 atTrieste which was finished July 21st 1890 at Zurich He then writes amargin Work incomplete but as soon as I receive Mr Smithers prose Iwill fill in the words I now leave in stars in order that we may not usethe same expressions and I will then make a third fair and completecopy But alas then he was surprised by DeathI am afraid that Sir Richards readers may be disappointed to find thatunlike Mr Grant Allen there is no excursus on the origin of Treeworshipand therefore that perhaps through ignorance I have omitted somethingSir Richard did write in the sixties and seventies on Treealphabets theOgham Runes and El Mushajjar the Arabic Treealphabetand had theoriesand opinions as to its origin but he did not I know connect them in anyway however remote with Catullus I therefore venture to think you willquite agree with me that they have no business here but should appear inconnection with my future work Labours and Wisdom of Sir Richard BurtonAll these three and a half years I have hesitated what to do but afterseeing other mens translations his _incomplete_ work is in my humbleestimation too good to be consigned to oblivion so that I will no longerdefer to send you a typewritten copy and to ask you to bring it throughthe press supplying the Latin text and adding thereto your own prosewhich we never sawYours trulyISABEL BURTON_July 11th 1894_                                   FOREWORDA scholar lively remembered to me that _Catullus_ translated word forword is an anachronism and that a literal English rendering in thenineteenth century could be true to the poets letter but false to hisspirit I was compelled to admit that something of this is true but it isnot the whole truth Consulting modern taste means really a mereimitation a recast of the ancient past in modern material It ispresenting the togad citizen rough haughty and careless of anyapprobation not his own in the costume of todayboiled shirtdovetailed coat blackcloth clothes white pockethandkerchief anddiamond ring Moreover of these transmogrifications we have already enoughand to spare But we have not as far as,57
+Produced by Suzanne Shell Sam W and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet                      MARY S PEAKE          The Colored Teacher at Fortress Monroe                BY REV LEWIS C LOCKWOODFIRST MISSIONARY TO THE FREEDMEN AT FORTRESS MONROE 1862                     WITH AN APPENDIX                     PUBLISHED BY THE                  AMERICAN TRACT SOCIETY                   28 CORNHILL BOSTONIllustration Mary S PeakeCONTENTSCHAPTER I                                                   PAGEBirth and ParentageEducationReligiousConvictionsPrayers in the TombUnion withthe ChurchLabors for the PoorMarriage                    5CHAPTER IICommencement of the Mission at Fortress MonroeFlightof the Rebels from HamptonBurning of theTownThe Place reoccupied by Freedmen                       16CHAPTER IIIOpening of Religious Services and SchoolsMrs Peakea TeacherSinging in the SchoolsChristmas Festival       30CHAPTER IVFailure of HealthReligious JoyFarewellMessagesDeathFuneralConclusion                       39APPENDIX                                                      53MARY S PEAKECHAPTER I      Birth and ParentageEducationReligious      ConvictionsPrayers in the TombUnion with the      ChurchLabors for the PoorMarriageThe subject of this narrative was born in Norfolk Virginia in 1823Her maiden name was Mary Smith Kelsey Her mother was a free coloredwoman very light and her father a white manan Englishman of rankand culture She was a very lovely child in person and manners and asshe grew up developed traits of character which made her a universalfavoriteWhen she was six years old her mother sent her to Alexandria forthe purpose of attending school She remained there in school aboutten years residing with her aunt Mary Paine Mrs Paine occupied ahouse belonging to Mr Rollins Fowle and near his residence Thisgentleman and his family were distinguished for their kindness tocolored people He frequently bought slaves who were in danger ofbeing sold into bad hands gave them their freedom and set them up inbusiness John Paine Marys uncle was one whom he freed in this wayMary was a great pet in Mr Fowles family and was treated almostlike a daughterA schoolmate of hers now residing in Providence Rhode Island saysMary was a very amiable girl and a good student They for a timeattended a select colored school taught by a colored woman Afterwardthey attended a colored school taught by white teachers The lastteacher was Mr Nuthall an Englishman He taught till a law ofCongress enacted that the law of Virginia in relation to free coloredpeople should prevail in the District of Columbia This was severalyears before Alexandria was retroceded to Virginia This law closedall colored schools in the city Mary was compelled to leave theschool in consequence of being informed of as having come fromVirginiaWhile at school Mary acquired a good English education and inaddition to this a knowledge of various kinds of needlework and alsodressmaking Her aunt was a devoted Christian and no doubt had avery happy influence on Mary Her mother also was converted when Marywas two or three years old Under these influences she was early thesubject of serious impressions Though fond of general reading andstudy there was no book she loved so well as the Bible This was hercompanion and text book and she committed large portions of it tomemoryWhen sixteen years old having finished her education she returned toher mother at Norfolk Soon afterward those religious elements whichhad existed from early childhoodgrown with her growth andstrengthened with her strengthbecame dominant by the grace of Godand asserted their power over herNear her residence was a garden connected with a large old mansionbetween Fenchurch and Church Streets In this garden was a dilapidatedfamily tomb It was impressed on her mind that she must go into thistomb to pray At the dead hour of night she sought this gloomy abodeof moldering coffins and scattered bones As she entered and knelt inthe death cell she trembled with a fear which her prayers could notdissipate Quickly and stealthily she retraced her steps and hurriedback to her home Yet the next night this girl of sixteen had thecourage to seek the dismal place again and the next night yet againwith similar results But at length light broke upon the darkness ofthe tomb and it became a place of delightful communion with her Lordwhence it was afterward called Marys parlor At the midnight hourshe left the tomb and broke the silence of the night with a jubilantsong fearless of the patrol The song was this strain of Watts inwhich many a saint has poured forth his soul      Stand up my soul shake off thy fears,35
+Produced by Steven Gibbs Linda Cantoni and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet Thisfile is gratefully uploaded to the PG collection in honorof Distributed Proofreaders having posted over 10000ebooksThe Shanty BookPart ISailor ShantiesCurwen Edition 6308Collected and Edited with Pianoforte Accompaniment by RICHARDRUNCIMAN TERRY with a Foreword by SIR WALTER RUNCIMAN BartLONDONJ Curwen  Sons Ltd 24 Berners Street W 1Copyright 1921 by J Curwen  Sons LtdFOREWORDBy SIR WALTER RUNCIMANIt is sometimes difficult for old sailors like myself to realize thatthese fine shanty tunesso fascinating to the musician and which nosailor can hear without emotiondied out with the sailing vessel andnow belong to a chapter of maritime history that is definitely closedThey will never more be heard on the face of the waters but it iswell that they should be preserved with reverent care as befits alegacy from the generation of seamen that came to an end with thestately vessels they manned with such skill and resourceIn speech the oldtime shellback was notoriously reticentalmostinarticulate but in song he found selfexpression and all theromance and poetry of the sea are breathed into his shanties wheresimple childlike sentimentality alternates with the Rabelaisian humourof the grown man Whatever landsmen may think about shanty wordswiththeir cheerful inconsequence or lighthearted coarsenessthere canbe no two opinions about the tunes which as folkmusic are anational assetI know of course that several shanty collections are in the marketbut as a sailor I am bound to say that only oneCapt WB WhallsSea Songs Ships and Shantiescan be regarded as authoritativeOnly a portion of Capt Whalls delightful book is devoted toshanties of which he prints the melodies only withoutaccompaniment and of these he does not profess to give more thanthose he himself learnt at sea I am glad therefore to welcomeMessrs Curwens project of a wide and representative collection DrTerrys qualifications as editor are exceptional since he was rearedin an environment of nineteenthcentury seamen and is the onlylandsman I have met who is able to render shanties as the old seamendid I am not musician enough to criticize his pianoforteaccompaniments but I can vouch for the authenticity of the _melodies_as he presents them untampered with in any wayWALTER RUNCIMAN_Shoreston Hall_  _Chathill_ 1921CONTENTS                                                PAGEFOREWORD by Sir Walter Runciman                  iiiINTRODUCTION                                       vNOTES ON THE SHANTIES                           xiiiWINDLASS  CAPSTAN SHANTIES 1  Billy Boy                                      2 2  Bound for the Rio Grande                       4 3  Goodbye fare ye well                         6 4  Johnny come down to Hilo                       8 5  Clear the track let the Bullgine run         10 6  Lowlands away                                 12 7  Sally Brown                                   16 8  Santy Anna                                    18 9  Shenandoah                                    2010  Stormalong John                               2211  The Hogseye Man                             2412  The Wild Goose Shanty                         2613  Were all bound to go                         2814  What shall we do with the drunken sailor     30HALLIARD SHANTIES15  Blow my bully boys                           3216  Blow the man down,23
+Produced by Barbara Tozier Bill Tozier Sigal Alon andthe Online Distributed Proofreading Team athttpwwwpgdpnetTranscribers Note1 Italicized text is rendered as _text_ bold text is rendered astext2 Superscripted characters are preceeded by  carat3 Subscripted characters are surrounded by curly braces  andpreceeded by _ underline characterTYPOGRAPHIC TECHNICAL SERIES FOR APPRENTICESPART VI NO 33PUNCTUATIONA PRIMER _of_ INFORMATION ABOUTTHE MARKS OF PUNCTUATION ANDTHEIR USE BOTH GRAMMATICALLYAND TYPOGRAPHICALLYBYFREDERICK W HAMILTON LLDEDUCATIONAL DIRECTORUNITED TYPOTHETÆ OF AMERICAPUBLISHED BY THE COMMITTEE ON EDUCATIONUNITED TYPOTHETAE OF AMERICA1920COPYRIGHT 1920UNITED TYPOTHETAE OF AMERICACHICAGO ILLPREFACEThis book like the others in this Part makes no pretense atoriginality The author has studied and compared a considerable numberof works by the best authorities on the subject and has endeavored toadapt the best of their contents to the use of printers apprenticesEvery author has his own set of rules At first sight each set appearsinconsistent with those given by other writers This inconsistencyhowever is generally more apparent than real It arises fromdifferences in point of view method of approach and system ofclassificationAn attempt has been made to compile from these sources a set of ruleswhich would bring before the pupil a correct and comprehensive view ofthe best current usage well illustrated by examples and accompanied bypractical typographical hints The fact has been kept steadily in mindthat this book is intended for a certain definite class of pupils and nopains have been spared to fit it to their needsAny treatise consisting as this one necessarily does mainly of rulesis practically useful only as a basis for constant and persistent drillIt is of course valuable for reference but the emergencies of thedays work leave no time for consultation These rules must be learnedand not only learned but assimilated so that their correct applicationbecomes instinctive and instantaneous This result can be secured onlyby practice Hence the emphasis laid on the exercises indicated in theparagraphs introductory to the review questionsCONTENTS                              PAGEINTRODUCTION                     1THE COMMA                        7THE SEMICOLON                   14THE COLON                       16THE PERIOD                      18THE DASH                        20THE PARENTHESIS                 23THE BRACKET                     25THE INTERROGATION               26THE EXCLAMATION                 27THE APOSTROPHE                  28THE HYPHEN                      30QUOTATION MARKS                 31GENERAL REMARKS                 34SUMMARY                         35SUPPLEMENTARY READING           36REVIEW QUESTIONS                37GLOSSARY OF TERMS               40PUNCTUATIONINTRODUCTIONPunctuation is a device by which we aid words to tell their story Wordshave done this at times without such aid and may now do so but atconstant risk of serious misunderstanding This can be easily seen byreading the following lines printed as they would have been written inan ancient manuscript    WETHEPEOPLEOFTHEUNITEDSTATES    INORDERTOFORMAMOREPERFECT    UNIONESTABLISHJUSTICEINSUREDO    MESTICTRANQUILITYPROVIDEFOR    THECOMMONDEFENCEPROMOTETHE    GENERALWELFAREANDSECURETHE    BLESSINGSOFLIBERTYTOOURSELVES    ANDOURPOSTERITYDOORDAINAND    ESTABLISHTHISCONSTITUTIONFOR    THEUNITEDSTATESOFAMERICAProbably this particular passage could be read without danger of seriousmisunderstanding The two wellknown passages which follow however arecases where either a simple statement may become a ridiculous travestyor a serious arraignment may become a eulogy by punctuationPunctuate the following so as to express two very different meanings    Lord Palmerston then entered on his head a white hat upon his feet    large but well polished boots upon his brow a dark cloud in his hand    a faithful walking stick in his eye a menacing glare saying nothingPunctuate the following in two ways one to represent a very bad manand the other a very good man    He is an old man and experienced in vice and wickedness he is never    found in opposing the works of iniquity he takes delight in the    downfall of his neighbors he never rejoices in the prosperity of his    fellowcreatures he is always ready to assist in destroying the    peace of society he takes no pleasure in serving the Lord he is    uncommonly diligent in sowing discord among his friends and    acquaintances he takes,9
+Produced by Al HainesFrontispiece Photograph of David Lloyd GeorgeLLOYD GEORGETHE MAN AND HIS STORYBYFRANK DILNOTAUTHOR OFTHE OLD ORDER CHANGETHHARPER  BROTHERS PUBLISHERSNEW YORK AND LONDONLLOYD GEORGE THE MAN AND HIS STORYCopyright 1917 by Harper  BrothersPrinted in the United States of AmericaPublished March 1917CONTENTSFOREWORD    I  THE VILLAGE COBBLER WHO HELPED THE BRITISH EMPIRE   II  HOW LLOYD GEORGE BECAME FAMOUS AT TWENTYFIVE  III  FIGHTING THE LONE HAND   IV  THE DAREDEVIL STATESMAN    V  THE FIRST GREAT TASK   VI  HOW LLOYD GEORGE BROKE THE HOUSE OF LORDS  VII  AT HOME AND IN DOWNING STREET VIII  A CHAMPION OF WAR   IX  THE ALLIANCE WITH NORTHCLIFFE    X  AT HIGH PRESSURE   XI  HIS INCONSISTENCIES  XII  HOW HE BECAME PRIME MINISTER XIII  THE FUTURE OF LLOYD GEORGEAPPENDIXMR LLOYD GEORGE ON AMERICA AND THE EUROPEAN WARFOREWORDMr Lloyd George gets a grip on those who read about him but hispersonality is far more powerful and fascinating to those who haveknown the man himself known him during the time his genius has beenforcing him to eminence  He does not fill the eye as a sanctified heroshould he is too vitally human too affectionate too bitter and hehas moreover springs of humor which bubble up continually  Youcannot imagine an archangel with a sense of humor  But it is thisvery mixture in the man that holds the character student  Lloyd Georgeis quite unpretentious loves children will join heartily in thechorus of a popular song and yet there is concealed behind thesesofter traits a stark and desperate courage which leads him always tothe policy of make or break  He is flamingly sincere and yet nosubtler statesman ever walked the boards at Westminster  That is theman I have seen at close quarters for years  Is it to be wondered atthat he alternately bewilders attracts and dominates highbrowedintellectuals  Strangely enough it is the common people whounderstand Lloyd George better than the clever ones  Explain that howyou willI have seen David Lloyd George present Prime Minister of England asthe young political freelance fighting furiously for unpopular causesfighting sometimes from sheer love of battle  I have seen him in thatsame period in moods of persuasion and appeal pleading the cause of theinarticulate masses of the poor with an intensity which has thrilled aplacid British audience to the verge of tears  Since then I have seenhim under the venomous attacks of aristocrats and plutocrats inParliament when his eyes have sparkled as he has turned on them andhissed out to their faces words which burned and seared them and causedthem to shake with passion  And in the midst of this orgy of hatewhich encircled him I have seen him in his home with histwelveyearold blueeyed daughter Megan curled up in his lap his facebrimming with merriment as with her arm around his neck she assertedher will in regard to school and holidays over a happy and indulgentfather  That is the kind of man who now rules England rules her withan absoluteness granted to no man king or statesman since the Britishbecame a nation  A reserved people like the British conservative byinstinct with centuries of caste feeling behind them haveunreservedly and with acclamation placed their fate in the hands of onewho began life as a village boy  It was but recently I was talkingwith a blacksmith hammering out horseshoes at Llanystumdwy in Wales whowas a schoolmate of Lloyd George in those days not so very long agoThe Prime Minister still has his home down there and talks to theblacksmith and to others of his school companions for he and they arestill one people together with ties which it is impossible forstatecraft to breakor to forge  I have met Lloyd George in privatehave seen him among his own people at his Welsh home and for fiveyears as a journalist I had the opportunity of observing him from thegallery of the British Houses of Parliament five years during which heintroduced his famous Budget forced a fight with the House of Lordsand broke their power  I purpose to tell in plain words the drama ofthe man as I have seen itA year before the war broke out while he was still bitterly hated bythe Conservatives I was visiting him at his Welsh home nearLlanystumdwy and he asked me what I thought of the district  I said itwas all very beautiful as indeed it was  I emphasized my appreciationby saying that the visitors at the big hotel at Criccieth near by wereone and all enchanted  They were nearly all Conservatives I pointedout and there was just one fly in their ointment  I know it saidLloyd George vivaciously with a quick twinkle in his eye  Heres abay like the Bay of Naples Gods great mountains behind beautifulwoods and green meadows and trickling streamseverything the heartof man can desire and in the midst of it all HE lives  He paused anddeepened his voice  Satan in the Garden of Eden he said  It wasjust his twist of humor but it told a story  Now for the companionpicture  The last time I saw Lloyd George was one dark evening in theDecember which has just gone by  It had been a day of big politicalhappenings the Asquith Government had resigned Bonar Law theConservative leader had been asked by the King to form a Ministry andhad said he could not do so  Lloyd Georges name was being bandiedabout  In those few fateful hours Britain was without a GovernmentAt seven oclock I was at the entrance of the War Office at WhitehallThrough the dark street an automobile dashed up  The door was openedand a silkhatted man stepped out and passed rapidly into the WarOffice and then the little group of bystanders noticed that thefootman at,35
+Produced by Steven Gibbs Keith Edkins and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetON THE GENESIS OF SPECIESIllustrationON THEGENESIS OF SPECIESBYST GEORGE MIVART FRSLondonMACMILLAN AND CO1871_The Right of Translation and Reproduction is reserved_LONDONR CLAY SONS AND TAYLOR PRINTERSBREAD STREET HILL                                   TOSIR HENRY HOLLAND BART MDFRS DCL ETC ETCMY DEAR SIR HENRYIn giving myself the pleasure to dedicate as I now do this work to youit is not my intention to identify you with any views of my own advocatedin itI simply avail myself of an opportunity of paying a tribute of esteem andregard to my earliest scientific friendthe first to encourage me inpursuing the study of nature      I remain          MY DEAR SIR HENRY              Ever faithfully yours                  ST GEORGE MIVART  7 NORTH BANK REGENTS PARK      _December 8 1870_                                                                      vii                                   CONTENTSCHAPTER I_INTRODUCTORY_The problem of the genesis of species statedNature of its probablesolutionImportance of the questionPosition here defendedStatementof the DARWINIAN THEORYIts applicability to details of geographicaldistribution to rudimentary structures to homology to mimicrycConsequent utility of the theoryIts wide acceptanceReasons forthis other than and in addition to its scientific value ItssimplicityIts bearing on religious questions_Odium theologicum_ and_odium antitheologicum_The antagonism supposed by many to exist betweenit and theology neither necessary nor universalChristian authorities infavour of evolutionMr Darwins Animals and Plants underDomesticationDifficulties of the Darwinian theory enumerated  _Page_1CHAPTER II_THE INCOMPETENCY OF NATURAL SELECTION TO ACCOUNT FOR THE INCIPIENTSTAGES OF USEFUL STRUCTURES_Mr Darwin supposes that NaturalSelection acts by slightvariationsThese must be useful at onceDifficulties as to the giraffeas to mimicry as to the heads of flatfishes as to the origin andconstancy of the vertebrate limbs as to whalebone as to the youngkangaroo as to seaurchins as to certain processes of              viiimetamorphosis as to the mammary gland as to certain ape characters as tothe rattlesnake and cobra as to the process of formation of the eye andear as to the fully developed condition of the eye and ear as to thevoice as to shellfish as to orchids as to antsThe necessity for thesimultaneous modification of many individualsSummary and conclusion _Page_ 23CHAPTER III_THE COEXISTENCE OF CLOSELY SIMILAR STRUCTURES OF DIVERSE ORIGIN_Chances against concordant variationsExamples of discordantonesConcordant variations not unlikely on a nonDarwinian evolutionaryhypothesisPlacental and implacental mammalsBirds andreptilesIndependent origins of similar sense organsThe earTheeyeOther coincidencesCauses besides Natural Selection produceconcordant variations in certain geographical regionsCauses besidesNatural Selection produce concordant variations in certain zoological andbotanical groupsThere are homologous parts not geneticallyrelatedHarmony in respect of the organic and inorganic worldsSummaryand conclusion  _Page_ 63CHAPTER IV_MINUTE AND GRADUAL MODIFICATIONS_There are difficulties as to minute modifications even if notfortuitousExamples of sudden and considerable modifications of differentkindsProfessor Owens viewMr WallaceProfessor HuxleyObjectionsto sudden changesLabyrinthodontPottoCetaceaAs to origin ofbirds wingTendrils of climbing plantsAnimals once supposed to beconnecting linksEarly specialization ofstructureMacraucheniaGlyptodonSabretoothed tigerConclusion _Page_ 97                                                                       ixCHAPTER V_AS TO SPECIFIC STABILITY_What is meant by the phrase specific stability such stability to beexpected _a priori_ or else considerable changes at onceRapidlyincreasing difficulty of intensifying race characters alleged causes ofthis phenomenon probably an internal cause cooperatesA certaindefiniteness in variationsMr Darwin admits the principle of specificstability in certain cases of unequal variabilityThe gooseThepeacockThe guinea fowlExceptional causes of variation underdomesticationAlleged tendency to reversionInstancesSterility ofhybridsPrepotency of pollen of same species but of differentraceMortality in young gallinaceous hybridsA bar to intermixtureexists somewhereGuineapigsSummary and conclusion  _Page_ 113CHAPTER VI_SPECIES AND TIME_Two relations of species to timeNo evidence of past existence ofminutely intermediate forms when such might be expected _a priori_BatsPterodactyles Dinosauria and BirdsIchthyosauria Chelonia andAnouraHorse ancestryLabyrinthodonts and TrilobitesTwo subdivisionsof the second relation of species to timeSir William ThomsonsviewsProbable period required for ultimate specific evolution fromprimitive ancestral formsGeometrical increase of time required forrapidly multiplying increase of structural differencesProboscismonkeyTime required for deposition of strata necessary for DarwinianevolutionHigh organization of Silurian forms of lifeAbsence offossils in oldest rocksSummary and conclusion  _Page_ 128CHAPTER VII_SPECIES AND SPACE_The geographical distribution of animals presents difficultiesThese notinsurmountable in themselves harmonize with otherdifficultiesFreshwater fishesForms common to Africa and India toAfrica and South America to China and Australia to North America and  xChina to New Zealand and South America to South America and Tasmania toSouth America and AustraliaPleurodont lizardsInsectivorousmammalsSimilarity of European and South American frogsAnalogy betweenEuropean salmon and fishes of New Zealand cAn ancient Antarcticcontinent probableOther modes of accounting for facts ofdistributionIndependent origin of closely similar formsConclusion _Page_ 144CHAPTER VIII_HOMOLOGIES_Animals made up of parts mutually related in various waysWhat homologyisIts various kindsSerial homologyLateral homologyVerticalhomologyMr Herbert Spencers explanationsAn internal powernecessary as shown by facts of comparative anatomyOf teratologyMSt HilaireProfessor Burt WilderFootwingsFacts of pathologyMrJames PagetDr William BuddThe existence of,41
+Produced by Roger Frank and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetIllustration Keep still and you wont be hurt commanded the manCamp Fire Girls Series Volume VTHE CAMP FIRE GIRLS ON THE MARCHorBESSIE KINGS TEST OF FRIENDSHIPbyJANE L STEWARTThe Saalfield Publishing CompanyChicago AKRON OHIO New YorkMADE IN U S ACopyright 1914ByThe Saalfield Publishing CoTHE CAMP FIRE GIRLS ON THE MARCHCHAPTER IAN UNEXPECTED VISITOROh what a glorious day cried Bessie King the first of the membersof the Manasquan Camp Fire Girls of America to emerge from the sleepinghouse of Camp Sunset on Lake Dean and to see the sun sparkling on thewater of the lake She was not long alone in her enjoyment of the scenehoweverOh its lovely said Dolly Ransom as rubbing her eyes sleepilysince it was only a little after six she joined her friend on theporch This is really the first time weve had a chance to see what thelake looks like Its been covered with that dense smoke ever sinceweve been hereWell the smoke has nearly all gone Dolly The change in the wind notonly helped to put out the fire but its driving the smoke away fromusThe smoke isnt all gone though Bessie Look over there Its stillrising from the other end of the woods on the other side of the lakebut it isnt bothering us over here any moreWhat a pity it is that weve got to go away just as the weather givesus a chance to enjoy it here But then I guess well have a good timewhen we do go away anyhow We thought we werent going to enjoy ithere but it hasnt been so bad after all has itNo because it ended well Bessie But if those girls in the camp nextdoor had had their way we wouldnt have had a single pleasant thing toremember about staying here would weTheyve had their lesson I think Dolly Perhaps they wont be soready to look down on the Camp Fire Girls after thisand Im sure theywould be nice and friendly if we stayedI wouldnt want any of their friendliness All Id ask would be forthem to let us alone Thats all I ever did want them to do anyhow Ifthey had just minded their own affairs there wouldnt have been anytroubleWell I feel sort of sorry for them Dolly When they finally got intoreal trouble they had to come to us for help and if they are the sortof girls they seem to be they couldnt have liked doing that verywellYou bet they didnt Bessie It was just the hardest thing they couldhave done You see the reason they were so mean to us is that they areawfully proud and they think theyre better than any other peopleThen whats the use of still being angry at them I thought you werentlast nightnot at Gladys Cooper at leastWhy I thought then that she was in danger because of what Id doneand that made me feel bad But you and I helped to get her back to theircamp safely so I feel as if we were square I suppose I ought to bewilling to forgive them for the way they acted but I just cant seem todo it BessieWell as long as were going away from here today anyhow it doesntmake much difference Were not likely to see them again are weI dont know why notthose who live in the same town anyhow MarciaBates and Gladys Cooperthe two who were lost on the mountain lastnight you knowlive very close to me at homeYou were always good friends with Gladys until you met her up herewerent youOh yes good friends enough I dont think we either of us caredparticularly about the other Each of us had a lot of friends we likedbetter but we got along well enoughWell dont you think she just made a mistake and then was afraid toadmit it and try to make up for it I think lots of people are likethat They do something wrong and then just because it frightens thema little and they think it would be hard to set matters right theymake a bad thing much worseOh you cant make me feel charitable about them and theres no usetrying Bessie Lets try not to talk about them for it makes me angryevery time I think of the way they behaved They were just plain snobsthats allI thought Gladys Cooper was pretty mean after all the trouble we hadtaken last night to help her and her chum but I do think the rest weresorry and felt that theyd been all wrong They really said so if yourememberWell they ought to have been certainly What a lot of lazy girls theymust be Do look Bessie There isnt a sign of life over at their campI bet not one of them is up yetYoure a fine one to criticise anyone else for being lazy DollyRansom How long did it take me to wake you up this morning And howmany times have you nearly missed breakfast by going back to bed afteryoud pretended to get upOh well said Dolly defiantly its just because Im lazy myselfand know what a fault it is that Im the proper one to call other peopledown for it Its always the one who knows all about some sin who canpreach the best sermon against it you knowTurning preacher Dolly asked Eleanor Mercer Both the girls spunaround and rushed toward her as soon as they heard her voice andrealized that she had stepped noiselessly out on the porch Theyembraced her happily She was Guardian of the Camp Fire and no morepopular Guardian could have been found in the whole StateDollys got something more against the girls from Halsted Campexplained Bessie with a peal of laughter She says theyre lazybecause theyre not up yet and I said she was a fine one to sayanything about that Dont you think so too Miss EleanorWell shes up early enough this morning Bessie But well Im afraidyoure right Dollys got a lot of good,0
+Produced by Greg Weeks Janet Blenkinship and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetSOMETHING WAS WRONGIt began when a pedestrian got hit by a cab in New York City No doubtit was the only motor mishap in the history of creation that reached outamong the starsfor far out in space a signal was registered_Something has gone wrong_And something had gone wrong for the doctors discovered their accidentpatient had _two_ hearts It was the beginning of the discovery that theEarth had been invaded by 10 such creatures from Outer SpaceEvery effort was made to learn their purpose An orbital flight waslaunched to spot alien bodiesonly to be destroyed in space One of thealien men was capturedbut no threat of pain or death could unlock thesecret in his brainSomething had gone wrong And somehow some way had to be found to makeit rightbefore the threat of danger overwhelmed all mankindAUTHORS PROFILEIvar Jorgensen is the pen name of a former topflight magazine editor whois now devoting his full time to freelance writingHe was born in St Louis and spent most of his early years in theMidwest Before getting into the publishing field he held a number ofjobs including those of elevator operator and theater usherMr Jorgensen has written numerous sciencefiction short stories as wellas several contemporary and suspense novels TEN FROM INFINITY is hisfirst fulllength sciencefiction novel                                   _A ScienceFiction Novel_TEN FROM INFINITYIvar JorgensenCover Painting by Ralph BrillhartA Monarch Books ScienceFiction NovelPublished in January 1963Copyright  1963 by Ivar JorgensenMonarch Books are published by MONARCH BOOKS INC Capital BuildingDerby Connecticut and represent the works of outstanding novelists andwriters of nonfiction especially chosen for their literary merit andreading entertainmentPrinted in the United States of AmericaAll Rights Reserved                                   1It began when a pedestrian got hit by a cab at the corner of 59th Streetand Park Avenue Manhattan New York City USA No doubt it was thefirst motor mishap in the history of creation that reached out among thestarsThe pedestrian was walking south on Park Avenue toward Grand CentralStation He was looking at the upper skeleton of the vast new Pan AmBuilding which blocked out the sky in that direction But he should havebeen watching traffic because a yellow cab tagged him neatly and knockedhim across the walk into a clump of pigeons that scattered upward in alldirectionsThe cab driver swore Citizenry gathered An alert freelance newsphotographer who happened to be passing took the most important shot ofhis career After a while the ambulance came and the dazed pedestrianwas pointed toward the nearest emergency ward which happened to be inthe Park Hill HospitalThe pigeons settled back The curious went their different waysAnd far out in space among the yellow pinpoints we call stars a signalwas registered The signal was of grave import to those who received itThe signal said _Something has gone wrong_                                   From the springboard of this incident there emerged several occurrencesof note The first in sequence took place in the Park Hill Hospital Thetime of that particular ambulances arrival was 1115 PM Atthat hour the harvest of violence in Manhattan was being delivered toits logical granaries in the form of broken heads slashed bodies anddazed shockstrained eyes The examining rooms at Park Hill were fulland some cases of lesser import were waiting on stretchers and benchesin the corridorsThat was where the pedestrian waited Unlike others he was verypatient He seemed to understand that this sort of thing took time orperhaps he didnt At any rate he lay staring up at the ceilingunmoving seemingly uncaring until an intern named Frank Corson stoppedbeside his stretcher and looked down at him in moodyeyed wearinessThen Corson managed a smileSorry about the service mister Full house tonightThats quite allrightCorson touched the broken leg I can give you a shot if the painshitting too hardIt does notpainStout fellow Frank Corson probed with fingers that were growing moreexpert day by day Good clean break Not swelling either He touchedthe patients wrist then put a stethoscope to his chestActually he was thinking of a different chest and different legs at thetimethe ones belonging to a copperhaired girl named Rhoda KaneRhodas legs were far more alluring Her chest had added equipment thatwas a haven of rest under trying circumstances and Corson yearned formidnight when he would quit this charnel house and climb into Rhodasconvertible andperhaps laterdo a little chest analysis withoutbenefit of stethoscopeNow he sighed commandeered a passing orderly and went to workTwenty minutes later he saw his patient deposited in a tenbed ward Hetranscribed his data onto the clipboard at the foot of the bed andlooked guiltily into the hall to see how things were going He feltguilty because he was tempted to dog it And he did He headed for thelocker room where he punched a cup of coffee out of the machine andthought some more about Rhodas legsFifteen minutes later Corson climbed into the convertible and leanedover and kissed Rhoda Kane Hi baby You smell wonderfulYou smell of disinfectant darling She wore a yellow print dress thatexposed a lot of healthily tanned skin Did you have a rough dayHe leaned back against the seat and pushed his legs as far under thedashboard as possible He sighed and closed his eyes But then he openedthem again and his face went blankShe waited a few more moments and then said HoneyIm here LittleRhoda Remember meThe vague thoughtful look vanished as he jerked his head around Ohsuresure baby He grinned A rough one,41
+Produced by Rita Farinha and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet This file wasproduced from images generously made available by NationalLibrary of Portugal Biblioteca Nacional de Portugal_ANTHERO DE QUENTAL_RAIOS DE EXTINCTA LUZPOESIAS INEDITAS18591863COM OUTRAS PELA PRIMEIRA VEZ COLLIGIDASPUBLICADAS E PRECEDIDAS DE UM ESCORSO BIOGRAPHICOPORTHEOPHILO BRAGALISBOAM GOMES LivreiroEditor70 _Rua Garrett_ 721892RAIOS DE EXTINCTA LUZ_TIRAGEM ESPECIAL__Desta edição tiraremse_4 Exemplares em papel das manufacturas imperiaes do Japão numerados de1 a 416 Exemplares em papel Whatman numerados de 5 a 20ANTHERO DE QUENTALRAIOS DE EXTINCTA LUZPOESIAS INEDITAS18591863com outras pela primeira vez colligidasPUBLICADAS E PRECEDIDAS DE UM ESCORSO BIOGRAPHICOPORTHEOPHILO BRAGALISBOAM GOMES LivreiroEditor70 _Rua Garrett 72_1892AWilhelm Storck Oliveira MartinsEça de Queiroz Alberto Sampaio Jayme Batalha ReisLuiz de Magalhães Joaquim de AraujoJoão de DeusD Carolina Michaelis de VasconcellosSantos Valente Alberto TellesAntonio de Azevedo Castello Branco José Ben SaudeF Machado de Faria e MaiaJosé Falcão Manuel de ArriagaAnselmo de Andrade Manuel Duarte de Almeidaetc etc_a todos os que amaram e admiraram Anthero__C_EXPLICAÇÃO PRÉVIAA publicação deste livro é um phenomeno litterario de alta importanciaComp��ese de uma collecção de _Poesias ineditas_ de Anthero de Quentalna primeira phase artistica de 1859 a 1863 quando o seu ideal eraainda religioso romantico e espiritualista Phase ignorada do publicoachase descripta pelo poeta na sua Autobiographia quando allude áeducação catholica e tradicional de um espirito naturalmente religiosonascido para crêr placidamente e obedecer sem esforço a uma regraconhecidaAo dar á publicidade o livro revolucionario as _Odes modernas_ em 1865accentuada poesia de combate Anthero rasgou todas as composiçõesanteriores para que não ficassem vestigios desse periodocontemplativo Dera então o maximo relêvo á revolução moral eintellectual como o facto mais importante da sua vida segundoconfessa na Autobiographia Truncando as suas origens artisticasapagava uma pagina psychologica tão cheia de verdade e naturalidadeque a critica nunca poderia reconstruirPor uma casualidade feliz um companheiro de Anthero de Quental que poresse tempo frequentava a faculdade de medicina copiára todas as poesiasromanticas chamavase Eduardo Xavier de Oliveira Barros Leitefallecido prematuramente em 1872 Por um enlace de familia obtive poroccasião da sua morte o caderno das poesias que copiára e que o proprioauctor que lhe sobreviveu vinte annos mal suspeitava terem sidoconservadas Guardeias pois como um valioso documento onde estavam osprimeiros germens do talento poetico de Anthero de Quentalpublicandoas depois da sua morte desgraçada restituimoslhe á vidasubjectiva uma pagina luminosa e sympathica que faltava á sua obra e álitteratura portuguezaO titulo do livro _Raios de extincta Luz_ tem a significação do seuapparecimento posthumo e o valor de exprimir um presentimento do poetaao começar com este hemistychio a invocação escripta em 1860 para umacolleccionação projectadaPara completar este monumento fizemos pesquizas por albunsparticulares onde ainda encontrámos primorosos ineditos Ao dr JoséBernardino agradecemos a contribuição valiosa com que enriqueceu estelivro e a Joaquim de Araujo os excerptos ineditos da traducção do_Fausto_ e outras composições dispersas que Anthero reservava paraincluir em uma futura edição das _Odes modernas_ e das _Primaverasromanticas_ Manda o dever moral que se reconheça a cooperação do activoe intelligente livreiroeditor Manuel Gomes que ligou a sua iniciativaá publicação das poesias ignoradas do excelso poeta Incorporandoasneste volume aqui ficam reunidas a primeira e a ultima maneiraartistica de Anthero de Quental podendo agora ser julgada de um mododefinitivo a sua obra poetica completaANTHERO DE QUENTALESCORSO BIOGRAPHICOBem conhecida é esta alta individualidade que se manifestou entre amoderna geração com um extraordinario temperamento de luctador e que derepente caíu em uma apathia invencivel em um desalento moralprogressivo em uma decadencia physica precoce e por ultimo nodesespero que em 11 de setembro de 1891 determinou o suicidio Quandoem tão breve espaço vemos essas bellas organisações litterarias comoCamillo Castello Branco Julio Cesar Machado e Anthero de Quentaltruncarem a sua carreira pelo suicidio não pode deixar de explicarseessa fatalidade pela nevrose que nelles era o estimulo do seu talento eo motor das suas desgraças E essa mesma nevrose que se manifestavabrilhantemente pela invenção imaginosa pela graça delicada ou pelainspiração poetica nunca lhes deixára adquirir uma disciplina mentalque os levasse á analyse de si mesmos nem uma subordinação moral que osfortificasse contra o seu espontaneo pessimismo A critica da acçãolitteraria de Anthero de Quental está implicita nesta caracteristica doseu organismoAnthero de Quental nasceu na Ilha de S Miguel em 1842 em uma familiade morgados naquella pequena ilha a falta de cruzamentos nas familiasaristocraticas tem determinado uma terrivel degenerescencia que semanifesta pela idiotia e pela loucura Na familia de Anthero de Quentalexistem casos desta terrivel _tare hereditaire_ A frequencia naUniversidade de Coimbra desorientadora para as mais fortesorganisações não deixou de actuar profundamente no espirito de Antherode Quental lançandoo em uma dissolvente anarchia mental pelos habitosdas arruaças escolares e pelas leituras radicalistas que o levavam a umagrande sobreexcitação Foi nesta crise da adolescencia que em Antherode Quental desabrochou o talento poetico e a paixão revolucionaria quedeu origem a uma liga de espiritos emancipados de todo osupernaturalismo e de toda a auctoridade temporal que se denominou a_Sociedade do Raio_ Este titulo provinha das imprecações que lançavamao espaço em occasião de trovoadas provocando o raio para que osfulminasse como expressão de uma vontade individual no universo Asperseguições contra a Polonia e as luctas pela libertação e unificaçãoda Italia tambem acordaram o interesse de Anthero para as questõespoliticas As suas leituras favoritas eram os livros de Proudhon deFeuerbach de Quinet e Michelet e isso rapidamente vivendo em umaatmosphera de discussão permanente de uma dialectica de sophismasaggravada por uma irregularidade de vida que veiu mais tarde adeterminar a doença que o embaraçou na sua actividade Anthero deQuental vivia entre um grupo de estudantes que o divinisáraconsiderandoo como um apostolo um iniciador da humanidade E elleproprio chegou a acreditar naquella missão e passados annos em umacarta autobiographica definiase como o portaestandarte das idéasmodernas em PortugalNeste periodo da vida de Anthero era elle dominado por um condiscipulonatural de Penafiel chamado Germano Vieira de Meyrelles a quem dedicoua primeira edição das _Odes modernas_ Este Germano Meyrelles era umtypo rachytico e aleijado dotado de um sarcasmo maligno resultado dasua imperfeição physica exerceu no espirito de Anthero uma acçãocorrosiva privandoo de todos os enthusiasmos e levandoo quasi áapathia mental Quando Germano Meyrelles morreu miseravelmente deixandoduas,3
+Produced by Sue Asscher  HTML version by Al HainesON THE RECEPTION OF THE ORIGIN OF SPECIESbyPROFESSOR THOMAS HENRY HUXLEYFROM THE LIFE AND LETTERS OF CHARLES DARWINEDITED BY FRANCIS DARWINON THE RECEPTION OF THE ORIGIN OF SPECIESTo the present generation that is to say the people a few years onthe hither and thither side of thirty the name of Charles Darwinstands alongside of those of Isaac Newton and Michael Faraday andlike them calls up the grand ideal of a searcher after truth andinterpreter of Nature  They think of him who bore it as a rarecombination of genius industry and unswerving veracity who earnedhis place among the most famous men of the age by sheer native powerin the teeth of a gale of popular prejudice and uncheered by a sign offavour or appreciation from the official fountains of honour as onewho in spite of an acute sensitiveness to praise and blame andnotwithstanding provocations which might have excused any outbreakkept himself clear of all envy hatred and malice nor dealt otherwisethan fairly and justly with the unfairness and injustice which wasshowered upon him while to the end of his days he was ready tolisten with patience and respect to the most insignificant ofreasonable objectorsAnd with respect to that theory of the origin of the forms of lifepeopling our globe with which Darwins name is bound up as closely asthat of Newton with the theory of gravitation nothing seems to befurther from the mind of the present generation than any attempt tosmother it with ridicule or to crush it by vehemence of denunciationThe struggle for existence and Natural selection have becomehousehold words and everyday conceptions  The reality and theimportance of the natural processes on which Darwin founds hisdeductions are no more doubted than those of growth and multiplicationand whether the full potency attributed to them is admitted or not noone doubts their vast and farreaching significance  Wherever thebiological sciences are studied the Origin of Species lights thepaths of the investigator wherever they are taught it permeates thecourse of instruction  Nor has the influence of Darwinian ideas beenless profound beyond the realms of Biology The oldest of allphilosophies that of Evolution was bound hand and foot and cast intoutter darkness during the millennium of theological scholasticism  ButDarwin poured new lifeblood into the ancient frame the bonds burstand the revivified thought of ancient Greece has proved itself to be amore adequate expression of the universal order of things than any ofthe schemes which have been accepted by the credulity and welcomed bythe superstition of seventy later generations of menTo any one who studies the signs of the times the emergence of thephilosophy of Evolution in the attitude of claimant to the throne ofthe world of thought from the limbo of hated and as many hopedforgotten things is the most portentous event of the nineteenthcentury  But the most effective weapons of the modern champions ofEvolution were fabricated by Darwin and the Origin of Species hasenlisted a formidable body of combatants trained in the severe schoolof Physical Science whose ears might have long remained deaf to thespeculations of a priori philosophersI do not think any candid or instructed person will deny the truth ofthat which has just been asserted  He may hate the very name ofEvolution and may deny its pretensions as vehemently as a Jacobitedenied those of George the Second  But there it isnot only assolidly seated as the Hanoverian dynasty but happily independent ofParliamentary sanctionand the dullest antagonists have come to seethat they have to deal with an adversary whose bones are to be brokenby no amount of bad wordsEven the theologians have almost ceased to pit the plain meaning ofGenesis against the no less plain meaning of Nature  Their morecandid or more cautious representatives have given up dealing withEvolution as if it were a damnable heresy and have taken refuge in oneof two courses  Either they deny that Genesis was meant to teachscientific truth and thus save the veracity of the record at theexpense of its authority or they expend their energies in devising thecruel ingenuities of the reconciler and torture texts in the vain hopeof making them confess the creed of Science  But when the peine forteet dure is over the antique sincerity of the venerable sufferer alwaysreasserts itself  Genesis is honest to the core and professes to beno more than it is a repository of venerable traditions of unknownorigin claiming no scientific authority and possessing noneAs my pen finishes these passages I can but be amused to think what aterrible hubbub would have been made in truth was made about anysimilar expressions of opinion a quarter of a century ago  In factthe contrast between the present condition of public opinion upon theDarwinian question between the estimation in which Darwins views arenow held in the scientific world between the acquiescence or at leastquiescence of the theologians of the selfrespecting order at thepresent day and the outburst of antagonism on all sides in 18589 whenthe new theory respecting the origin of species first became known tothe older generation to which I belong is so startling that exceptfor documentary evidence I should be sometimes inclined to think mymemories dreams  I have a great respect for the younger generationmyself they can write our lives and ravel out all our follies ifthey choose to take the trouble by and by and I should be glad to beassured that the feeling is reciprocal but I am afraid that the storyof our dealings with Darwin may prove a great hindrance to thatveneration for our wisdom which I should like them to display  We havenot even the excuse that thirty years ago Mr Darwin was an obscurenovice who had no claims on our attention  On the contrary hisremarkable zoological and geological investigations had long given himan assured position among the most eminent and original investigatorsof the day while his charming Voyage of a Naturalist had justlyearned him a widespread reputation among the general public,52
+Produced by Thierry Alberto Juliet Sutherland MartinPettit and the Online Distributed Proofreading Team athttpwwwpgdpnetLITTLE NOVELS OF ITALYBYMAURICE HEWLETTAUTHOR OF THE FOREST LOVERS PAN AND THE YOUNGSHEPHERD EARTHWORK OUT OF TUSCANY ETCNew YorkTHE MACMILLAN COMPANYLONDON MACMILLAN  CO LTD1899_All rights reserved_COPYRIGHT 1899By MAURICE HEWLETTNorwood PressJ S Cushing  CoBerwick  SmithNorwood Mass USATOHIS FRIENDANDITALYSMAJORGENERAL JOSEPH BONUS RETHE AUTHOR DEDICATES HIS BOOKCONTENTS                                  PAGEMADONNA OF THE PEACHTREE            1IPPOLITA IN THE HILLS               67THE DUCHESS OF NONA                137MESSER CINO AND THE LIVE COAL      225THE JUDGMENT OF BORSO              254LITTLE NOVELS OF ITALYMADONNA OF THE PEACHTREEIVANNA IS BID FORNot easily would you have found a girl more winning in a tender sortthan Giovanna Scarpa of Verona at one and twenty fairhaired andflushed delicately shaped tall and pliant as she then was She had tosuffer her hours of ill report but passes for near a saint now inconsequence of certain miracles and theophanies done on her accountwhich it is my business to declare before those she was considered ifat all as a girl who would certainly have been married three years agoif dowries had not been of moment in the matter In a city of maids aspretty as they are modestwhich no one will deny Verona to betheremay have been some whose charms in either kind were equal to hers whiletheir estate was better in accord but the speculation is idleGiovanna flower in the face as she was fit to be nosegay on anyhearth posy for any mans breast sprang in a very lowly soil Like ablossoming reed she shot up to her inches by Adige and one forgot themuddy bed wondering at the slim grace of the shaft with its crown ofyellow atop Her hair waved about her like a flag she should have beenplanted in a castle instead Giovanna the stately calm with herbillowing line staid lips and candid grey eyes was to be seen on herknees by the green water most days of the week Barearmed splashed tothe neck bareheaded outatheels she rinsed and pommelled wrung anddipped again laughed chattered flung her hair to the wind her sweatto the water in line with a dozen other women below the Ponte Navi andif no one thought any the worse of her none unhappily thought any thebetterat least in the way of marriage It is probable that no onethought of her at all Giovanna was a beauty and a very good girl butshe was a washerwoman for all that whose toil fed seven mouthsHer father was Don Urbano curate of Santa Toscana across the waterThis may very easily sound worse than it is In Don Urbanos day thougha priest might not marry he might have a wifea faithful diligentcompanion that isto seethe his polenta air his linen and rear hischildren The Church winked at her and so continued until the Jesuitscame to teach that winking was unbecoming But when Can Grande IIlorded in Verona the Jesuits did not and Don Urbano good easy mancared not who winked at his wife She gave him six children before shedied of the seventh of whom the eldest was Giovanna and the others inan orderly chain diminishing punctually by a year ran down toFerrantino a tattered shockheaded rascal of more inches than graceLast of all the good drudge who had borne these and many other burdensfor her master died also Don Urbano was never tired of saying howprovidential it was that she had held off her demise until Giovanna wasold enough to take her place The curate was fat and lazy very muchinterested in himself his stipend barely paid his shot at the Fioredel Marinajo under whose green bush he was mostly to be seen Vannahad to roll up her sleeves bend her straight young back and knee theboard by the Ponte Navi I have no doubt it did her good the work ishealthy the air the sun the waterspray kissed her beauty ripe butshe got no husband because she could save no dowry Everything went tostay the seven crying mouthsThen on a day when half her twentyfirst year had run after the othersold Baldassare Dardicozzo stayed on the bridge to rest from the burdenof his packon a breezy March morning when the dust filled his eyes andthe wind emptied him of breath Baldassare had little enough to spare asit was So he dropped his load in the angle of the bridge with asmothered Accidente or some such and leaned to watch the swollenwater buffeted crosswise by the gusts or how the little millsamidstream dipped as they swam breasting the waves In so doing hebecame aware in quite a peculiar way of Vanna ScarpaBaldassare was old redeyed stiff in the back Possibly he wasrheumatic certainly he was grumpy He had a long slit mouth whichplayed him a cruel trick for by nature it smiled when by nature he wasmost melancholy Smile it would and did however cutthroat he felt ifyou wanted to see him grin from ear to ear you would wait till he hadhad an ill days market Then while sighs curses invocations of thesaints or open hints to the devil came roaring from him that hilariousmouth of his invited you to share delights You had needs laugh withhim and he cursing high and low beamed all over his face To makeBaldassare laugh became a stock periphrasis for the supreme degree oftragedy among his neighbours About this traitor mouth of his he had adew of scrubby beard silvered black he had bushy eyebrows hands andarms covered with a black,13
+Produced by Miranda van de Heijning Chuck Greif and theOnline Distributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetThis file was produced from images generously madeavailable by the Bibliothèque nationale de FranceBnFGallica at httpgallicabnffrENCICLOPEDIA DE LAS ESCUELASCOSMOGRAFÍApor AMADEO GUILLEMINHACHETTE Y CiaIllustraciónPARÍS LIBRERÍA DE HACHETTE Y Cia 79 BOULEVARD SAINTGERMAIN 791889ÍNDICEMOVIMIENTO DIURNO DEL CIELOLA TIERRA  La Tierra es redonda  La Tierra gira sobre si misma  Dimensiones De la Tierra  Movimiento de translación de la Tierra alrededor del Sol  Órbita de la Tierra  Los días y las noches  Las estacionesLA LUNA  Fases de la Luna etc  Eclipses de Sol y de LunaEL SOLLOS PLANETASLOS COMETASLAS ESTRELLAS  CoulommiersImp P Brodart et Gallois                                   COSMOGRAFÍAMOVIMIENTO DIURNO DEL CIELO1 Objeto de la CosmografíaCuando durante el día está el cielo librede nubes y de brumas parece una bóveda transparente de color azuladobrillante ese azulado especial llamado _celeste_ sobre la cual semueve desde su orto hasta su ocaso el disco del _Sol_ Así que esteastro desaparece debajo del horizonte el cielo se oscurece poco á pocotoma tono azul más profundo y empiezan á distinguirse acá y aculláunos puntos luminosos cuyo número va aumentando á medida que la noche sehace más completaEsos puntos luminosos cuyo brillo no es idéntico son las _estrellas_La _Luna_ se deja ver también en el cielo ya bajo la forma de un sectoresférico que vulgarmente se llama _media luna_ ya bajo la de un pedazode círculo más ó menos recortado ya bajo la de un círculo completoEl Sol la Luna y las estrellas son _astros_ ó _cuerpos celestes_ Peropronto se verá que la Tierra que habitamos es también un astro y que semueve en los espacios lo mismo que los restantes cuerpos análogosLa Cosmografía tiene por objeto el estudio de todos esos cuerpos de susformas y dimensiones de su aspecto y movimientos2 Salida y ocaso de los astrosTodo el mundo ha visto salir el Solpor las mañanas de debajo del horizonte elevarse poco á poco en elcielo durante la primera mitad del día y luego descender acabando porocultarse en un punto del horizonte opuesto al de su ortoExaminando con cuidado las estrellas en el curso de la noche se observaque están animadas de un movimiento análogo al del Sol Véselas salirsucesivamente por la misma parte que aquél subir por la bóveda celestey luego descender para ocultarse por el opuestoCada estrella describe una línea curva un arco de círculo más ó menosgrande y todas juntas parecen moverse como si la bóveda del cielogirara toda entera de _oriente_ parte del orto al _occidente_ partepor donde se efectúa el ocasoDe ahí resulta que las estrellas ocupan siempre las mismas posicionesrelativas Las figuras que estos cuerpos forman en el cielo y que sonfáciles de reconocer examinando los más brillantes de ellos permanecensiendo siempre las mismas no sólo durante cada noche sino durantetodas las noches del añoPor eso se las denomina _estrellas fijas_ porque parece que estánsujetas _clavadas_ sobre la bóveda celeste pero ya se verá que esafijeza no es más que aparente y proviene de la enorme distancia á quenosotros nos encontramos de las estrellasAlgunas estrellas cuyo número es relativamente muy escaso no sólosalen y se ponen como las otras sino que se mueven respecto de ellasatravesando el cielo Ese movimiento ha hecho que se les dé el nombre de_planetas_ voz derivada de otras de origen griego que significan_cuerposerrantes_ La Tierra es un planeta porque como estos últimosastros se mueve también en el cielo3 Movimiento diurnoSe da ese nombre al movimiento de conjunto quearrastra á todo el cielo de oriente a occidente en el intervalo de undía próximamenteCada estrella describe desde su orto hasta su ocaso una circunferenciaentera una parte de esta circunferencia es trazada sobre el horizonte yla otra debajoTodas estas circunferencias son paralelas entre si y tienen dos centroscomunes ó polos que son puntos invariables de la bóveda celeste Uno deesos polos está situado sobre el horizonte del lugar donde se leobserva el otro que está situado por debajo no puede enconsecuencia ser visto El polo visible en los lugares situados en elhemisferio norte de la Tierra se denomina por tal razón _polo norte_ ó_polo boreal_ El segundo visible en el hemisferio sur se llama _polosur_ ó _austral_Mirando desde el ecuador terrestre los dos polos celestes se encuentransobre el horizonte en dos puntos diametralmente opuestos4 Eje del mundoSe da este nombre á la línea recta que une los dospolos celestes y á cuyo alrededor se efectúa el movimiento diurnoEn el ecuador el eje del mundo aparece recostado sobre el horizonte Enlos puntos situados sea al norte sea al sur del ecuador este eje seencuentra inclinado sobre el horizonte hacia el norte en el hemisferionorte hacia el sur en el hemisferio sur y la inclinación vadisminuyendo á medida que la latitud aumenta En ambos polos de laTierra el eje es perpendicular al horizonteLA TIERRALA TIERRA ES REDONDA5 Forma de la TierraEn los países llanos ó bien en la superficiedel mar parece que la forma de la Tierra es plana en las regionesmontañosas ó accidentadas aquella forma se nos antoja completamenteirregular Pero esto no es más que una apariencia dependiente de que lavista no puede abarcar en cada punto más que una pequeñísima parte dela superficie terrestreEn realidad la Tierra es redonda Su figura es la de una bola ó de unglobo casi esférico Podéis daros cuenta de ese hecho de la manerasiguiente6 Horizontes terrestres circularesPrimeramente cuando se está enmedio de una extensa llanura el horizonte tiene la forma de un círculocuyo centro se halla ocupado por el observador Si se cambia deposición persiste la forma circular del horizonte por más que varíansus límites Otro tanto ocurre en alta mar donde la línea que separa elcielo de las aguas es siempre una circunferencia claramente marcadaPodría creerse que esta forma circular del horizonte procede de ladebilidad de nuestra vista limitada,53
+Produced by Norbert H Langkau Thorsten Kontowski and theOnline Distributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet                               Paetels                           Taschenausgaben                                 23          __________________________________________________                           Im Sonnenschein                       Drei Sommergeschichten                                 von                            Theodor Storm                         Dreizehnte Auflage                     Verlag von Gebrüder Paetel                               Berlin          __________________________________________________                  Druck von G Kreysing in Leipzig          __________________________________________________                            Meiner Mutter                                 zum                    Weihnachtabend  1854          __________________________________________________                          IM SONNENSCHEIN                                 1In den höchsten Zweigen des Ahornbaums der an der Gartenseite des Hausesstand trieben die Stare ihr Wesen Sonst war es still denn es warSommernachmittag zwischen eins und zweiAus der Gartentür trat ein junger Reiteroffizier in weißer festtäglicherUniform den kleinen dreieckigen Federhut schief auf den Kopf gedrücktund sah nach allen Seiten in die Gänge des Gartens hinab dann seinenRohrstock zierlich zwischen den Fingern schwingend horchte er nach einemoffenstehenden Fenster im oberen Stockwerke hinauf aus dem sich inkleinen Pausen das Klirren holländischer Kaffeeschälchen und die Stimmenzweier alten Herren deutlich vernehmen ließen Der junge Mann lächelte wiejemand dem was Liebes widerfahren soll indem er langsam die kleineGartentreppe hinunterstieg Die Muscheln mit denen der breite Steigbestreut war knirschten an seinen breiten Sporen bald aber trat erbehutsam auf als wolle er nicht bemerkt sein  Gleichwohl schien es ihnnicht zu stören als ihm aus einem Seitengange ein junger Mann inbürgerlicher Kleidung mit sauber gepuderter Frisur entgegenkam EinAusdruck brüderlichen fast zärtlichen Vertrauens zeigte sich in beiderAntlitz als sie sich schweigend die Hände reichten Der Syndikus istdroben die alten Herren sitzen am Tokadilletisch sagte der jungeBürger indem er eine starke goldene Uhr hervorzog Ihr habt zwei volleStunden Geh nur du kannst rechnen helfen Er zeigte bei diesen Wortenden Steig entlang nach einem hölzernen Lusthäuschen das auf Pfählen überden unterhalb des Gartens vorüberströmenden Fluß hinausgebaut warIch danke dir Fritz Du kommst doch zu unsDer Angeredete schüttelte den Kopf Wir haben Posttag sagte er und gingdem Hause zu Der junge Offizier hatte den Hut in die Hand genommen undließ während er den Steig hinabging die Sonne frei auf seine hohe Stirnund seine schwarzen ungepuderten Haare scheinen So hatte er bald denSchatten des kleinen Pavillons der gegen Morgen lag erreichtDie eine Flügeltür stand offen er trat vorsichtig auf die Schwelle Aberdie Jalousien schienen von allen Seiten geschlossen es war so dämmerigdrinnen daß seine noch eben des vollen Sonnenlichts gewöhnten Augen erstnach einer ganzen Weile die jugendliche Gestalt eines Mädchens aufzufassenvermochten die inmitten des Zimmers an einem Marmortischchen sitzendZahl um Zahl mit sicherer Hand in einen vor ihr liegenden Folianteneintrug Der junge Offizier blickte verhaltenen Atems auf das gepuderteKöpfchen das über den Blättern schwebend wie von dem Zuge der Federharmonisch hin und wieder bewegt wurde Dann als einige Zeitvorübergegangen zog er seinen Degen eine Hand breit aus der Scheide undließ ihn mit einem Stoß zurückfallen daß es einen leichten Klang gab EinLächeln trat um den Mund des Mädchens und die dunkeln Augenwimpern hobensich ein Weniges von den Wangen empor dann aber als hätte sie sichbesonnen streifte sie nur den Ärmel der amarantfarbenen Kontusche zurückund tauchte aufs neue die Feder einDer Offizier da sie immer nicht aufblickte tat einen Schritt ins Zimmerund zog ihr schweigend die Feder durch die Finger daß die Tinte auf denNägeln bliebHerr Kapitän rief sie und streckte ihm die Hand entgegen Sie hatte denKopf zurückgeworfen ein Paar tiefgraue Augen waren mit dem Ausdruck nichtallzu ernsthaften Zürnens auf ihn gerichtetEr pflückte ein Rebenblatt draußen vom Spalier und wischte ihr sorgfältigdie Tinte von den,0
+Produced by Roger Frank and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetIllustration MISS ELLISON GREETED TOM WITH A MYSTERIOUS SMILEFrontispiecePage 27TOM SLADE WITH THE COLORSBYPERCY K FITZHUGHAuthor ofTOM SLADE BOY SCOUTTOM SLADE AT TEMPLE CAMPTOM SLADE ON THE RIVERIllustrated byTHOMAS CLARITYPublished With the Approval ofTHE BOY SCOUTS OF AMERICAGROSSET  DUNLAPPUBLISHERS  NEW YORKCopyright 1918 byGROSSET  DUNLAPTABLE OF CONTENTS CHAPTER                                                PAGE       I Tom Makes a Promise                              1      II Bull Head and Butter Fingers                13     III Roscoe Bent                                     21      IV The Cup of Joy                                  27       V The Main Trail                                  40      VI Tom and the Gold Cross                          49     VII The Trail Runs Through a Pestilent Place        56    VIII An Accident                                     60      IX Roscoe Joins the Colors                         66       X Tom and Roscoe Come to Know Each Other          70      XI Tom Meets a Stranger                            79     XII Tom Hears of the Blond Beast                    85    XIII As Others Saw Him                               93     XIV Tom Gets a Job                                 101      XV The Excited Passenger                          109     XVI Tom Makes a Discovery                          116    XVII One of the Blond Beasts Weapons               124   XVIII Sherlock Nobody Holmes                         129     XIX The Time of Day                                137      XX A New Job                                      145     XXI Into the Danger Zone                           152    XXII S O S                                          160   XXIII Roy Blakeley Keeps StillFor a Wonder         172    XXIV A Soldiers Honor                              181     XXV The Face,0
+Produced by Nick Hodson of London EnglandKilgormanA Story of Ireland in 1798By Talbot Baines Reed________________________________________________________________________This was Reeds last book written even as he lay dying presumably fromcancer  It is a very wellwritten book and is very interesting eventhough as in the works of Kingston and Collingwood there are a lot ofswimming episodesThe time of the story is in the 1790s during the French Revolutionwhich we see at close quarters during our heros time in France  Wealso visit Rotterdam in Holland  But most of the action at least thatwhich takes place on dry land takes place in Donegal that long wildpart of Ireland that lies to its extreme northwestThere are several lines of the story  One of these is the great lovethat exists between the hero and his twin brother  Another is thequestion Are they brothers  For only one person actually knows andshe is far away the hint that there is a problem is given in a dyingnote by the woman that passed as the boys mother  The third theme isas always with Ireland plotting for an uprising against English ruleIn this department nothing changesYes it is a brilliant book complemented by an In Memoriam articleabout the life of the author________________________________________________________________________KILGORMANA STORY OF IRELAND IN 1798BY TALBOT BAINES REEDPreface by John SimeIN MEMORIAMBy the death of Talbot B  Reed the boys of the Englishspeaking worldhave lost one of their best friends  For fourteen years he hascontributed to their pleasure and in the little library of boys bookswhich left his pen he has done as much as any writer of our day to raisethe standard of boys literature  His books are alike removed from theoldfashioned and familiar class of boys stories which meaning wellgenerally baffled their own purpose by attempting to administer moralityand doctrine on what Reed called the powderinjam principleaprocess apt to spoil the jam yet make the powder no less nauseousor on the other hand the class of book that dealt in thrillingadventure of the bloodcurdling and penny dreadful order  Withneither of these types have Talbot Reeds boys books any kinship  Hisboys are of flesh and blood such as fill our public schools such asbrighten or make hay of the peace of our homes  He had the rare artof hitting off boynature with just that spice of wickedness in itwithout which a boy is not a boy  His heroes have always the charm ofbounding youthful energy and youths invincible hopefulness and theconstant flow of good spirits which have made the boys of all timeperennially interestingThe secret of Reeds success in this direction was that all throughlife as every one who had the privilege of knowing him can testify hepossessed in himself the healthy freshness of heart of boyhood  Hesympathised with the troubles and joys he understood the temptationsand fathomed the motives that sway and mould boycharacter he had thepower of depicting that side of life with infinite humour and pathospossible only to one who could place himself sympathetically at theboys standpoint in life  Hence the wholesomeness of tone and thebreezy freshness of his work  His boyheroes are neither prigs normilksops but in their strength and weakness they are the stuff whichultimately makes our best citizens and fathers they are the boys wholater in life with healthy minds in healthy bodies have made theBritish Empire what it isA special and pathetic interest attaches to this story of Kilgormanthe last that left Talbot Reeds pen  It was undertaken while he wasyet in the prime of his strength and vigour  The illness whichultimately alas ended fatally had already laid hold on him ere he hadwell begun the book  In intervals of ease during his last illness heworked at it sometimes in bed sometimes in his armchair it ispleasant to think that he so enjoyed the work that its production easedand soothed many a weary hour for him and certainly never was otherthan a recreation to himThe pen dropped from his hand ere he had quite completed the work yetas the book stands here it is much as he meant to leave it  Thefigures of Barry Gallagher and Tim and the charming Kit will taketheir places in the delightful gallery of his young people and theiradventures by land and by sea will be followed with an increasedinterest that they are the last that can come from his brilliant penTalbot Reed came of a right good English stock both on his fathers andhis mothers side  His grandfather Dr Andrew Reed a Nonconformistminister of note in his day left his mark in some of the soundestphilanthropic undertakings of the century  His thoughtfulness and selfsacrificing energy have lightened the sufferings and soothed the old ageof many thousands  He was one of the founders of the London Reedhamand Infant Orphan Asylums the Earlswood Asylum for Idiots and theRoyal Hospital for Incurables  His son Sir Charles Reed andgrandsons have done yeoman service in carrying on to the present daythe noble work begun by himTalbot was the third son of the late Sir Charles Reed Member ofParliament for Hackney and latterly for Saint Ives Cornwall  Hismother Lady Reed was the youngest daughter of Mr Edward BainesMember of Parliament for Leeds  She was a lady of saintly life ofinfinite gentleness and sweetness of heart with extraordinary strengthand refinement of mind reverenced and loved by her sons and daughtersand by none more than by Talbot Reed who bore a strong resemblance toher alike in disposition and in physical appearanceThe service that Sir Charles Reed did for his generation both inParliament and as Chairman of the London School Board and in connectionwith many of the religious and philanthropic movements of his time aretoo well known to be recapitulated hereTalbot B  Reed was born on the 3rd of April 1852 at Hackney  Hisfirst schoolmaster was Mr Anderton of Priory House School UpperClapton under whose care he remained until he was thirteen years ofage  He,1
+Produced by Nick Hodson of London EnglandA Dog with a Bad NameBy Talbot Baines Reed________________________________________________________________________The story opens in a rather rundown school  There is an unfortunateincident in which a boy is almost killed and a boy of the name ofJeffreys not a very popular chap is held to have been responsibleThus the dog acquires a bad name  Throughout the next few years ofJeffreys life this incident is brought up against him  He is broughtlower and lower till eventually he finds somewhere to live in theutmost poverty amongst the very poor  Here by a twist of fortune heends up looking after some abandoned children  There is a fire and herescues somebody but it is only when he gets that person back to hisroom that he realises it is the very person whom he had almost killedall those years beforeThis book is very well written  I have been wondering whether it is abook for teenagers or a book for adults and have come to theconclusion that its for teenagers but only the really bright ones asthere is so much food for thought in it  NH________________________________________________________________________A DOG WITH A BAD NAMEBY TALBOT BAINES REEDCHAPTER ONEDRYROTBolsover College was in a bad temper  It often was for as a rule ithad little else to do and what it had was usually a less congenialoccupationBolsover in fact was a school which sadly needed two trifling reformsbefore it could be expected to do much good in the world  One was thatall its masters should be dismissed the other was that all its boysshould be expelled  When these little changes had been effected therewas every chance of turning the place into a creditable school but notmuch chance otherwiseFor Bolsover College was afflicted with dryrot  The mischief had begunnot last term or the term before  Years ago it had begun to eat intothe place and every year it grew more incurable  Occasional effortshad been made to patch things up  A boy had been now and then expelledA master had now and then resigned  An old rule had now and thenbeen enforced  A new rule was now and then instituted  But you cantpatch up a dryrot and Bolsover crumbled more and more the oftener itwas touchedYears ago it had dropped out of the race with the other publicschoolsIts name had disappeared from the pass list of the University and CivilService candidates  Scarcely a human being knew the name of its headmaster and no assistantmaster was ever known to make Bolsover asteppingstone to pedagogic promotion  The athletic world knew nothingof a Bolsover Eleven or Fifteen and worse still no Bolsover boy wasever found who was proud either of his school or of himselfSomebody asks why if the place was in such a bad way did parentscontinue to send their boys there when they had all the publicschoolsin England to choose from  To that the answer is very simple  Bolsoverwas cheaphorribly cheapA high class publicschool education to quote the words of theprospectus with generous board and lodging in a beautiful midlandcounty in a noble building with every modern advantage gymnasiumcricketfield and a full staff of professors and masters forsomething under forty pounds a year was a chance not to be snuffed atby an economical parent or guardian  And when to these attractions waspromised a strict attention to morals and a supervision of wardrobesby an experienced matron even the hearts of mothers went out towardsthe placeAfter all argues many an easygoing parent a publicschool educationis a publicschool education whether dear Benjamin gets it at Eton orShrewsbury or Bolsover  We cannot afford Eton or Shrewsbury but wewill make a pinch and send him to Bolsover which sounds almost as goodand may even be betterSo to Bolsover dear Benjamin goes and becomes a publicschool boy  Inthat noble building he does pretty much as he likes and eats verymuch what he can  The full staff of professors and masters interferevery little with his liberty and the attention to morals is neverinconveniently obtruded  He goes home pale for the holidays and comesback paler each term  He scuffles about now and then in the playgroundand calls it athletics  He gets up Caesar with a crib and Todhunterwith a key and calls it classics and mathematics  He loafs about witha toady and calls it friendship  In short he catches the Bolsover dryrot and calls it a publicschool trainingWhat is it makes Benjamin and his seventynine schoolfellows forBolsover had its full number of eighty boys this term in such aparticularly illhumour this grey October morning  Have his professorsand masters gently hinted to him that he is expected to know his lessonsnext time he goes into class  Or has the experienced matron beenoverdoing her attention to his morals  Ask him  What he saysdont you know what the row is  Its enough to make anybody shirtyFrampton this new headmaster you know hes only been here a week ortwo hes going to upset everything  I wish to goodness old Mullany hadstuck on cad as he was  He let us alone but this beast Framptonssmashing the place up  What do you thinkyoud never guess hes madea rule the fellows are all to tub every morning whether they like it ornot  What do you call that  I know Ill get my governor to make a rowabout it  It wont wash I can tell you  What business has he to makeus tub eh do you hear  Thats only one thing  He came and jawed usin the big room this morning and said he meant to make footballcompulsory  There  You neednt gape as if you thought I was gammoningIm not I mean it  Footballs to be compulsory  Every man Jacks gotto play whether he can or not  I call it brutal  The only thing isit wont be,13
+Produced by Nick Hodson of London EnglandBoycottedand other storiesBy Talbot Baines Reed________________________________________________________________________Here are fifteen of the most eccentric short stories you can imagineTo make the job more difficult the hard copy of the book from which Iworked was in very poor condition with the pages extensively brownedThat said in the way of my poor workmanship making me blame my toolsI do not think I have made too much of a mess of it and you should beable to gain much enjoyment from reading the bookThe whole ensemble is not really very long about twothirds of thelength of a typical book by this author  So go ahead and see how youget on  NH________________________________________________________________________BOYCOTTEDAND OTHER STORIESBY TALBOT BAINES REEDCHAPTER ONESubChapter ITHE SCHOOL CUTS MEI hardly know yet what it was all about and at the time I had not anidea  I dont think I was more of a fool than most fellows of my age atDravens and I rather hope I wasnt an outandout cadBut when it all happened I had my doubts on both points and couldexplain the affair in no other way than by supposing I must be like thelunatic in the asylum who when asked how he came to be there said Isaid the world was mad the world said I was mad the world was biggerthan I was so it shut me up hereIt had been a dismal enough term as it was quite apart from mytroubles  That affair of Browne had upset us all and taken the spiritout of Dravens  We missed him at every turn  What was the good ofgetting up the football fifteen when our only placekick was goneWhere was the fun in the Saturday nights when our only comic singerour only reciter our only orator wasnt there  Who cared about givingstudy suppers or any other sociable entertainment when there was noBrowne to inviteBrowne had left us suddenly  One day he had been the life and soul ofDravens next morning he had been summoned to Dravens study and thatsame evening we saw him drive off to the station in a cab with hisportmanteau on the topVery few of the fellows knew why he had been expelled  I scarcely knewmyself though I was his greatest chum  On the morning of the day heleft he met me on his way back from Dravens studyIm expelled Smither he said with a dismal faceGo on replied I taking his arm and scrutinising his face to seewhere the joke was hidden  But it was no jokeI am said he hopelessly I am to go this evening  Its my ownfault  Ive been a cad  I was led into it  Its bad enough but Imnot such a blackleg as Draven makes outAnd here for the first time in my life I saw Browne look like breakingdownHe wasnt going to let me see it and hurried away before I could findanything to sayIf he hadnt told me himself I should have called any one who told meBrowne had been a cadwell Id better not say what I should havecalled him  I knew my chum had been a rollicking sort of fellow whofound it hard to say No to anybody who asked anything of him but thathe was a blackleg I for one would not believe for all the Dravens inthe worldHardly knowing what I did I walked up to the masters study door andknockedCome in  I could tell by the voice that came through the door Ishould do no goodI went in  Mr Draven was pacing up and down the room and stoppedshort in front of me as I entered  WellI wished I was on the other side of the door but I wasnt and must saysomething however desperatePlease sir BrowneBrowne leaves here today said Mr Draven coldly what do you wantPlease sir I hope you willI forgot where I was and what I was saying  My mind wandered aimlesslyand I ended my sentence I dont know howDraven saw I was confused and wasnt unkindYou have been a friend of Browne I know he said and you are sorrySo am I terribly sorry and his voice quite quavered as he spokeThere was a pause and I made a frantic effort to recall my scatteredthoughtsWont you let him off this time sir  I gaspedThat Smither is out of the question said the head master sosteadily and incisively that I gave it up and left the room withoutanother word  The fellows were trooping down the passage to breakfastlittle guessing the secret of my miserable looks or the reason whyBrowne was not in his usual placeBut the secret came out and the school staggered under the shock  MrDraven announced our comrades departure kindly enough in the afternoonadding that he had confessed the offence for which he was expelled andwas penitent  Two hours later we saw his cab drive off and as wewatched it disappear it all seemed to us like a hideous dreamWe said little about it to one another  We did not even care to inquireparticularly into the offence for which he had suffered  But we mopedand missed him at every turn and wished the miserable term were endinginstead of beginningThis however is a long digression  I sat down to write the story ofmy own trouble not Brownes  But the reader will understand now why Isaid that as it was apart from my own misfortunes the term which hadstill a month more to run when my story begins had been a dismal oneI was wandering about the playground one frosty November morningbeginning to hope that if a frost should come we might after all get alittle fun at Dravens before the holidays came when Odger juniorwhistling shrilly crossed my pathOdger junior was not exactly my fag for we had no fags at Dravens andif we had had I had not yet reached that pitch of dignity at,63
+Produced by Nick Hodson of London EnglandThe Willoughby CaptainsBy Talbot Baines Reed________________________________________________________________________This is one of this authors famous school stories  Like a new boy orgirl at a school you will be faced with learning the names of a greatmany youngsters and to an extent their characters  However by thetime you get halfway through the book you will be familiar enough withthe principal charactersOf course there are numerous small dramas being acted out as the bookproceeds but the main one concerns a boatrace between two of theHouses  Along the course there is a very tight bend  The boat on theoutside of the bend is slightly in the lead but will probably lose thisdue to the inside boat having less far to travel to the next straightAt a most crucial moment when maximum power is being exerted by the coxon the rudderlines one of them snaps and the boat goes out ofcontrol  The cox shouts the instructions for an emergency stop and toback water  The other boat proceeds to the end of the course  It cannow be seen that the rudderline had been deliberately half cut throughso that it would snap at that tight bend on the riverFor the rest of the book people are trying to work out who had done thisdeed  At one stage we think we know the answer  We become quiteconvinced we know the answer in fact  But we are wrong and we do notfind out till almost the end of the book  And it is to be hoped that atthat point the promised rerow takes placeThere is some confusion with names in respect of Merrison and Morrisonbut I suspect that to be a printers error  It is not of greatimportance since he is or they are not frontline characters in theactionThe punctuation becomes very difficult in the reporting of theproceedings of the school parliament because not only do you have thecurrent speaker but interspersed with it are comments by the raconteurand by the noisier of the boys  The printed book settled for asimplified version here but we have done our best to give you aversion that is more according to rule________________________________________________________________________THE WILLOUGHBY CAPTAINSBY TALBOT BAINES REEDCHAPTER ONETHE LAST OF THE OLD CAPTAINSomething unusual is happening at Willoughby  The Union Jack floatsproudly over the old ivycovered tower of the school the schoolroomsare deserted there is a band playing somewhere a double row ofcarriages is drawn up round the large meadow familiarly called TheBig old Mrs Gallop the orange and sherbert woman is almost besideherself with business flurry and boys are going hither and thithersome of them in white ducks with favours on their sleeves and others intheir Sunday tiles with sisters and cousins and aunts in tow whosepresence adds greatly to the brightness of the sceneAmong these lastnamed holidaymaking young Willoughbites no one paradesmore triumphantly today than Master Cusack of Welchs House by theside of his father Captain Cusack RN  Cusack ever since he came toWilloughby has bored friend and foe with endless references to thegov captain in the RN you know and now that he really has achance of showing off his parent in the flesh his small head is nearlyturned  He puffs along like a small steamtug with a glorious manofwar in tow and is too anxious to exhibit his prize in The Big to doeven the ordinary honours of the place to his relativeCaptain Cusack RN the meekest and most amiable of men resignshimself pleasantly to the will of his dutiful conductor only toopleased to see the boy so happy and pardonably gratified to know thathe himself is the special object of that young gentlemans jubilationHe had come down hoping for a quiet hour or two to see his boy andinspect Willoughby but he finds that instead he is to be inspectedhimself and though he wouldnt thwart the lad for the world he wouldjust as soon have dropped in at Willoughby on a rather less publicoccasionYoung Cusack as is the manner of small tugs assumes complete controlof his parent and rattles away incessantly as he conducts him throughthe grounds past the school towards the allattracting BigThats Welchs he says pointing to the right wing of the long Tudorbuilding before themthats Welchs on the right and Parretts in themiddle and the schoolhouse on the left  Jolly rooks nests in theschoolhouse elms only Paddy wont let us go after themWho is Paddy inquires the fatherOh the doctor you knowDr Patrick  Youll see him down in TheBig and his dame andAnd whats written up over the door there inquires Captain Cusackpointing up to the coatofarms above the great doorwayOh some Latin bosh  I dont know  I say wed better look sharpfather or theyll have started the open hurdlesWhat are the open hurdles mildly inquires the somewhat perplexedcaptain who has been at sea so long that he is really not up to all themodern phrasesWhy you know its the sports and there are two open events thehurdles and the mile and weve got Rawson of the London Athletic downagainst us in both but I rather back Wyndham  He made stunning time inthe March gallops and hes in prime form nowIs Wyndham a Willoughby boyRather  Hes our cock you know and this will be his last showupHullo you fellows he cries as two other small boys approach at atrot whats on  Have the hurdles started  By the way this is myfather you know he came downThe two small boys who are arrayed in ducks and runningshoes shakehands rather sheepishly with the imposing visitor and look shyly up anddownAnd are you running in any of the races my men says Captain CusackkindlyHe couldnt have hit on a happier topic  The two are at their ease atonceYes sir the junior hundred yards  I say Cusack your govyourfathers just in time for the final heat  In the first I had a deadheat with Watkins you know,36
+Produced by Juliet Sutherland Chris Curnow and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetIllustration ONE OF THE TRICKS WAS TO RUN AND JUMP THROUGH A PAPER HOOP              The Curlytops and Their Pets                     Page 240                         THE CURLYTOPS                              AND                           THEIR PETS                               OR                  _Uncle Tobys Strange Collection_                               BY                         HOWARD R GARIS               AUTHOR OF THE CURLYTOPS SERIES UNCLE               WIGGILY SERIES BEDTIME STORIES ETC                        _Illustrations by                           JULIA GREENE_                            NEW YORK                      CUPPLES  LEON COMPANY                      THE CURLYTOPS SERIES                       By HOWARD R GARIS                    12mo Cloth Illustrated                  _THE CURLYTOPS AT CHERRY FARM                 Or Vacation Days in the Country_                  _THE CURLYTOPS ON STAR ISLAND                   Or Camping Out With Grandpa_                    _THE CURLYTOPS SNOWED IN                Or Grand Fun With Skates and Sleds_               _THE CURLYTOPS AT UNCLE FRANKS RANCH                   Or Little Folks on Ponyback_                   _THE CURLYTOPS AT SILVER LAKE                   Or On the Water With Uncle Ben_                    _THE CURLYTOPS AND THEIR PETS                  Or Uncle Tobys Strange Collection_                   CUPPLES  LEON COMPANY New York                          COPYRIGHT 1921 BY                        CUPPLES  LEON COMPANY                    THE CURLYTOPS AND THEIR PETS                                             Printed in USA                             CONTENTS               CHAPTER                        PAGE                   I  UNCLE TOBYS LETTER        1,15
+Produced by Nick Hodson of London EnglandA Middy in CommandA Tale of the Slave SquadronBy Harry Collingwood________________________________________________________________________Another excellent book by this talented nautical author  As the titleimplies it is the tale of a young man who is a midshipman in the RoyalNavys antislavetrade squadronThere are the usual accidents and swimming events but the young mansecures his promotion by his distinguished performance in the captureof a slaverA wellwritten book by an author who from his actual trade understandshow sailing ships are designed and built and whose works are by thatreason all the more worthy of readingIt makes a very nice audiobook of eleven and a half hours duration________________________________________________________________________A MIDDY IN COMMANDA TALE OF THE SLAVE SQUADRONBY HARRY COLLINGWOODCHAPTER ONEOUR FIRST PRIZEThe first faint pallor of the coming dawn was insidiously extendingalong the horizon ahead as HM gunbrig _Shark_the latest addition tothe slavesquadronslowly surged ahead over the almost oilsmooth seaunder the influence of a languid air breathing out from the southeastShe was heading in for the mouth of the Congo which was about fortymiles distant according to the masters reckoningThe night had been somewhat squally and the royals and topgallantsailswere stowed but the weather was now clearing and as three bellschimed out musically upon the clammy morning air Mr Seaton the firstlieutenant who was the officer of the watch having first scanned theheavens attentively gave orders to loose and set again the light uppercanvasBy the time that the men aloft had cast off the gaskets that confinedthe topgallantsails to the yards the dawnwhich comes with startlingrapidity in those latitudeshad risen high into the sky ahead andspread well along the horizon to north and south causing the stars tofade and disappear one after another until only a few of the brightestremained twinkling low down in the westAs I wheeled at the sterngrating in my monotonous promenade of the leeside of the quarterdeck a hail came down from aloftSail ho two of em sir broad on the lee beam  Look as if they werestandin out from the landWhat are they like  Can you make out their rig demanded the firstluff as he halted and directed his gaze aloft at the man on the mainroyalyard who halfway out to the yardarm was balancing himselfupon the footrope and steadying himself with one hand upon the yard ashe gazed away to leeward under the shade of the otherI cant make out very much sir replied the man  Theyre too faroff but one looks like a schooner and tother like a brigAnd they are heading out from the land you say demanded thelieutenantLooks like it sir answered the man but as I was sayin theyre along way off and its a bit thick down to leeward there soAll right never mind cast off those gaskets and come downinterrupted Mr Seaton impatiently  Then turning to me he saidMr Grenvile take the glass and lay aloft if you please and see whatyou can make of those strangers  Mr Keeneto the other midshipman ofthe watchslip down below and call the captain if you please  Tellhim that two strange sail have been sighted from aloft apparentlycoming out from the CongoBy the time he had finished speaking I had snatched the glass from itsbeckets and was halfway up the weather main rigging while the watchwas sheeting home and hoisting away the topgallantsails and royalsWhen Keene reappeared on deck after calling the skipper I wascomfortably astride the royalyard with my left arm round the spindleof the vanethe yard hoisting close up under the truck  With my righthand I manipulated the slide of the telescope and adjusted the focus ofthe instrument to suit my sightBy this time the dawn had entirely overspread the firmament and the skyhad lost its pallor and was all aglow with richest amber through whicha long shaft of pale golden light soaring straight up toward thezenith heralded the rising of the sun  The thickness to leeward had bythis time cleared away and the two strange sail down there were nowclearly visible the one as a topsail schooner and the other as a brigThey were a long way off the topsails of the brigwhich was leadingbeing just clear of the horizon from my elevated point of observationwhile the head of the schooners topsail just showed clear of the seaThe brig I took to be a craft of about our own size say some threehundred tons while the schooner appeared to be about two hundred tonsI had just ascertained these particulars when the voice of the skippercame pealing up to me from the sterngrating near which he stood withMr Seaton alongside of himWell Mr Grenvile what do you make of themI replied giving such information as I had been able to gather andadded They appear to be sailing in company sirThank you that will do you may come down answered the skipperThen as I swung myself off the yard I heard the lieutenant give theorder to bear up in chase to rig out the port studdingsail booms andto see all clear for setting the port studdingsailsor stunsails asthey are more commonly called  I had reached the crosstrees on my waydown when Captain Bentinck again hailed meAloft there just stay where you are for a little while Mr Grenvileand keep your eye on those sail to leeward  And if you observe anyalteration in the course that they are steering report the fact to meat onceAy ay sir  I answered and settled myself down comfortably for whatI anticipated might be a fairly long waitFor a few minutes all was now bustle and confusion below and about methe helm was put up and the ship wore short round the yards were swungand then several hands came aloft to reeve the gear rig out the boomsand set the larboard studdingsails from the royals down  We ratherprided ourselves upon being a smart ship and in less than five minutesfrom the moment the order was given we were sliding away upon our newcourse at a speed,0
+Produced by Nick Hodson of London EnglandMore About Peggy by Mrs G de Horne Vaizey___________________________________________This is another excellent book by Mrs de Horne Vaizeydating from the end of the nineteenth century  While ofcourse it is dated in its references to the world aroundits actors yet nevertheless their emotions arewelldescribed and no doubt are timelessIn some ways the world around the people in the book isrecognisable today in a way which a book written thirty orforty years before would not have been  They haveelectricity telephones trains buses and many otherthings that we still use regularly today  Of course onemajor difference is that few people today have servantswhile middleclass and upperclass families of the eighteennineties would certainly have had themToday we travel by aeroplane while in those days andindeed for much of my own life we travelled by ship andtrain  It was normal when travelling back to England fromIndia to disembark at Marseilles and come on to theChannel Ports by train perhaps even spending a week or twoin Italy en route  I have done it myselfSo it is not so very dated after all  But I do think thereis a real value in reading the book  Oddly enough I thinkthat a boy would benefit from reading any of theauthors books more than a girl would because it wouldgive him an insight into the girlish mind which he couldnot so easily otherwise obtain  And as the young ladies ofthis book are trying to sort out whom they should marrymatters do get quite girlish  NH_________________________________________________________MORE ABOUT PEGGYBY MRS GEORGE DE HORNE VAIZEYCHAPTER ONEIt was midJanuary and at home in England the ground was white withsnow but the sun shone down with brazen glare on the blue waters of theBay of Bengal along which a P and O steamer was gliding on its homewardway  An awning was hoisted over the deck but not a breath of windfluttered its borders and the passengers lay back in their deckchairstoo limp and idle to do more than flick over the pages of the bookswhich they were pretending to read  It was only twentyfour hours sincethey had left Calcutta and they were still in that early stage ofjourneying when they looked askance at their fellows decided thatnever no never had Fate placed them in the midst of such uninterestingcompanions and determined to keep severely to themselves during therest of the voyageThe stout lady in the white _pique_ stared stonily at the thin lady indrill and decided that she was an Impossible Person blissfullyunconscious of the fact that before Aden was reached she would pour allher inmost secrets into the Impossible Persons ear and weep salttears at parting from her at Marseilles  The mother of the sicklylittle girls in muslin swept them away to the other end of the deck whenshe discovered them playing with the children who inhabited the nextstateroom and the men stared at one another stolidly across thesmokingroom  The more experienced travellers knew that ere a week hadpassed the scene would be changed that a laughing babel of voices wouldsucceed the silence and deck sports and other entertainments take theplace of inaction but the younger members of the party saw no suchalleviation ahead and resigned themselves to a month of frostysolitudeThe ladies dozed amongst their cushions but the men strolled up anddown the deck smoking their cigars with that air of resigned dejectionwhich seems to be the monopoly of Englishmen of the upper classes  Thequick movements animated gestures and sparkling eyes of the Southernerwere all lacking in these strongly built welldressed wellsetup menwho managed to conceal all signs of animation so successfully that noone looking at them could have believed that one was the wit of hisregiment another celebrated throughout an Indian province for hiscourage and daring and a third an expectant bridegroomAbout eleven oclock a diversion was made on the upper deck by theappearance of two more travellersan elegantlooking woman accompaniedby her husband who came forward in search of the deckchairs which hadbeen placed in readiness for their use  They were not a young couple byany means yet the eyes of the passengers followed their movements withinterest for they were not only exceedingly good to look upon but hadan air of enjoyment in their surroundings and in each others societywhich is unfortunately not universal among middleaged couples  The manwas tall and slight with the weatherbeaten driedup skin which tellsof a long residence under burning suns and he had a long nose and eyeswhich appeared almost startlingly blue against the brown of his skinThey were curious eyes with a kind of latent fierceness in their goodhumour but just now they shone in holiday mood and softened intotenderness as he waited on his wifeNo sooner had this interesting couple seated themselves in their chairsthan a chirrup of welcome sounded in their ears and a beaming littlefigure in grey alpaca darted forward to greet them  Though the majorityof passengers in an oceangoing boat may be unsociably inclined at thestart there are always one or two exceptions to the rule to be foundin the shape of ultrafriendly souls who willynilly insist uponplaying the part of devoted friends to some unresponsive stranger andthe old lady in question was one of these exceptions  She had begunoperations the night before by quarrelling violently over the possessionof a cabin had then proceeded to borrow halfadozen necessities of thetoilet which she had forgotten and had advanced to the length of termsof endearment before the bell sounded for dinner  It was only naturalthen that she should exhibit a breathless anxiety to know how her newfriend had fared during the night and the invalid braced herself tobear the attack with composureSo glad to see you up this morning dear she cried  I was afraidyou might be ill but I asked your daughter about you and was sorelieved to hear good news  We met on deck before breakfast and had anice long talk  Such a sweet,1
+Produced by Nick Hodson of London EnglandBetty Trevorby Mrs George de Horne Vaizey aka Jessie Mansergh________________________________________________________________This book concerns a family where the children consist of a couple ofboys and a few more than that of girls  They live in a Square inLondon which bears the name of an existing London Square but which isplaced according to the story in quite a different place to the realone  The children are fascinated by the occupants of the various otherhouses some of whom they gradually get to knowThe children grow up the boys are away doing interesting things andthe girls become interested in their own clothes and appearances  Thismay be just a males view of the story but it seems like it to me forthere doesnt seem to be nearly as much life as you find in the sameauthors Pixie books  Well I suppose thats not true there is asubtle undercurrent of old love affairs revived that runs right to thevery last pageand that is one of Mrs Vaizeys greatest skills  If youhavent done so do read the little biography we have written of her asit will help you to understand her writing rather better than if youdontStill you read the book and see what you think  You may well bepleasantly surprised________________________________________________________________BETTY TREVORBY MRS GEORGE DE HORNE VAIZEY aka JESSIE MANSERGHCHAPTER ONETHE PAMPERED PETThere goes the Pampered Pet again  Got its little keeper with it asusual  Why dont they lead her by a chain and be done with itMiles stood by the schoolroom window hands jingling in pockets as hesurveyed a prospect sufficiently grey and drear to make any diversitydoubly welcome and at his words there came the sound of a generalpushingback of chairs as the four other occupants of the room dashedforward to share in the viewThey jostled each other with the scant courtesy which brothers andsisters are apt to show each other in early days five big boys andgirls ranging between the ages of eight and nineteen  Miles kept hiscentral position by reason of superior strength a vigorous dig of hispointed elbow being enough to keep trespassers at a distance  Bettydarted before him and nimbly dropped on her knees the twins stood oneither side of the windowsill while poor Pam grumbled and fretted inthe background dodging here and there to try all positions in turn andfinding each as unsatisfactory as the lastThe Square gardens looked grey and sodden with the desolation of autumnin a city and the road facing the window was empty except for twofemale figuresa lady and a girl of sixteen who were slowlyapproaching the corner  The lady was dressed in black the girl wasnoticeably smart in a pretty blue costume with dainty boots on hertiny feet and a fur cap worn at the fashionable angle on her goldenheadThats a new dressthe fifth Ive seen her in this month sighedBetty enviously  Wearing it on an afternoon like this too  The ideaServe her right if it were soaked throughLook at her mincing over the puddles  Shed rather go a mile out ofher way than get a splash on those precious boots  Im sure by the lookof them that they pinch her toes  I am glad you girls dont makeninnies of yourselves by wearing such stupid thingsCant  Feet too big mumbled Jill each cheek bulging in turn withthe lump of toffee which she was mechanically moving from side to sideso as to lengthen the enjoyment as much as possibleCant  Too poor  Only four shillings to last out till the end of thequarter sighed Betty dolorous againBoots  Boots  What boots  Let me see her boots  Its mean  Youwont let me see a thing cried Pam pushing her shaggy head roundMiles elbow and craning forward on the tip of her toes  I sayShes grander than ever today isnt sheLook at the umbrella  About as thick as a lead pencil scoffed Jillflattening her nose against the pane  Aunt Amy had one like that whenshe came to stay and I opened it because mother says it spoils them tobe left squeezed up and she was as mad as a hatter  She twisted at ita good ten minutes before she would take it out again  Shed never get_mine_ straight  Ive carried things in it till the wires bulge outlike hoops  An umbrella is made for use its bosh pretending its anornament   They are going a toddle round the Square between theshowers for the benefit of the Pets complexion  Im glad I havent gotone to bother aboutTrue for you agreed Miles with brotherly candour  You are as brownas a nigger and the Pet is like a big waxdollyellow hair blue eyespink cheeks all complete  Not a badlooking doll either  I passedquite close to her one day and she looked rattling  Shell be a jollypretty girl one of these daysOh if you admire that type  Personally I dont care for niminypiminies  You never see her speaking but I daresay if you poked her inthe right places she would bleat out Mamma  Papa   Now watchcried Betty dramatically  When she gets to the corner she will peerup at this window beneath her eyelashes and mince worse than ever whenshe sees us watching  Dont shove so Pam  You can see quite wellwhere you are  Now _look_  Shes going to raise her headThe five heads pressed still more curiously against the pane and fivepairs of eyes were fixed unblinkingly upon the young girl who wasdaintily picking her way round the corner of the Square  The fur capleft her face fully exposed to view and true to Bettys prophecy asshe reached a certain point in the road she turned her head over hershoulder and shot a quick glance at the window overhead  Quicker thanlightning the pretty head went round again and the pink,1
+Produced by Nick Hodson of London EnglandFor Fortune and GloryA Story of the Soudan WarBy Lewis Hough________________________________________________________________________We were a little nervous to know how Lewis Hough got on writing a bookwith such a very different setting to his masterly Doctor JolliffesBoys  In fact the story opens in a boarding school the British PublicSchool called Harton  This is probably meant to be a word based onEton and another school that has an annual cricket match with Etoncalled Harrow  In fact there is plenty of internal evidence that itreally is Eton with the dropping of local slang terms only in use atthat schoolBefore I knew the story I was also nervous about the title  What couldFortune possibly have to do with the Soudan War  What actually happenedwas that a certain Will had been stolen by a former employe anEgyptian of a Dublin solicitor together with a previous version of theWill This had resulted in a family losing all their money since thefather had been a Partner in an Eastern Bank that foundered in theevents leading up to the Soudan WarEventually the two Wills are tracked down and justice done as regardsthe estateBut all this is a parallel story to the description of events in theSoudan War  This is well worth reading for its own sake especially inthis day and age when certain events seem about to repeat themselvesNH________________________________________________________________________FOR FORTUNE AND GLORYA STORY OF THE SOUDAN WARBY LEWIS HOUGHA STORY OF THE SOUDAN WARCHAPTER ONEA MYSTERIOUS RELATIVEIt is nice to go home even from Harton though we may be leaving allour sports behind us  It used to be specially nice in winter but youyoung fellows are made so comfortable at school nowadays that you missone great luxury of return to the domestic hearth  Why they tell methat the schoolrooms at Harton are _warmed_  And I know that theSenate House at Cambridge is when men are in for their winterexaminations so it is probable that the younger race is equallypampered and if the present Hartonians teeth chatter at six oclocklesson consciousness of unprepared lessons is the cause not coldBut you have harder headwork and fewer holidays than we had so you arewelcome to your warm schoolrooms  I am not sure that you have the bestof it at any rate we will cry quitsBut the superior material comforts of home are but a small matter in thepleasure of going there after all  It is the affections centred in itwhich cause it to fill the first place in our hearts be it never sohumbleHarry Forsyth was fond of Harton fond of football which was in fullswing fond of his two chums Strachan and Kavanagh  He rather likedhis studies than otherwise and indeed took a real pleasure in someclassical authorsHomer and Horace for exampleas any lad who hasturned sixteen who has brains and is not absolutely idle is likely todo  He was strong active popular he had passed from the purgatorialstate of fag to the elysium of fagger  But still his blood seemedturned to champagne and his muscles to watchsprings when the cabwhich carried him and his portmanteau passed through the gate into thedrive which curved up to the door of Holly Lodge  For Holly Lodgecontained his mother and Trix and the thought of meeting either of themafter an absence of a schoolterm set his heart bounding and his pulsethrobbing in a way he would not have owned to his best friends for thechoice of bats in the best makers shop  He loved his father also buthe did not know so much of him  He was a merchant and his business hadnecessitated his living very much abroad while Cairo did not suit hiswifes health  His visits to England were for some years butoccasional and did not always coincide with Harrys holidays  Twoyears previously indeed he had wound up his affairs and settledpermanently at home but he was still a busy mana director of theGreat Transit Bank and interested in other things which took him up toLondon every day  He was also fond of clublife and public dinnersand though he was affectionate with his wife and children too much oftheir society rather bored himWhen she heard the cabwheels crunching the gravel Beatrice Forsyth ranout without a hat and Harry seeing her opened the door and quittedthe vehicle while yet in motion as the railway notices have itwhereby he nearly came a cropper but recovered his balance and wasimmediately fitted with a live necklace  Beatrice was a slight fairblueeyed curlyhaired girl of fifteen so light and springy that herbrother carried her without an effort to the hall steps where beingset down she sprang into the cab and began collecting the smallerpackages rug umbrella and other articles inside it while Harryhugged his mother in the hallYour father will be home by four said Mrs Forsyth when the firstgreetings and inquiries as to health were overAnd Haroun Alraschid has taken possession of his study added Trixwith a sort of aweHaroun how much asked HarryDont be absurd Trix said Mrs Forsyth  It is only your uncleRalph BurkeBurke that was your name mother this uncle was your brother thenOf course Harry  Have you never heard me speak of your uncle RalphNow you mention it yes mother  But I had a sort of idea that he wasdeadSo we thought him for some time said Mrs Forsyth for he left theIndian Civil Service in which he had a good appointment anddisappeared for years  He met with disappointments and had asunstroke and went to live with wild men in the desert and I believehas taken up with some strange religious notions  In fact I fear thathe is not quite right in his head  But he talks sensibly about thingstoo and seems to wish to be kind  We were very fond of one anotherwhen we were children and he seems to remember it in spite of all hehas gone,13
+Produced by Nick Hodson of London EnglandDoctor Jolliffes Boysby Lewis Hough________________________________________________________________This a very enjoyable book about life in a boys boarding school in thelate nineteenth century  Despite schoolrules the boys get out ofbounds for a number of reasons for instance visiting a forbidden tuckshop engaging in various cruel country sports like rat baiting goingskating on a frozen lake especially near the thin ice poaching on alarge nearby estate and suchlike attractionsEvery scene is beautifully drawn and I have wondered many times why theauthor did not write more and indeed why this book is not more wellknown than it is  Until I found a copy in an old book shop I had neverheard of either the author or of the bookThe characters of the various principal actors in the story are verywell drawn and one feels one knows them all quite well by the end ofthe bookThere was in fact another contemporary author of the same name who wasan expert in economic and currency affairs and who also wrote usingand about a novel way of getting books printed NH________________________________________________________________DOCTOR JOLLIFFES BOYSBY LEWIS HOUGHCHAPTER ONEA TALE OF WESTON SCHOOLWESTON _versus_ HILLSBOROUGHWell cut Saurin well cut  Run it out  Four  The ball wasdelivered again to the bowler who meditated a shooter but being alittle tired failed in his amiable intention and gave the chance of ahalfvolley which the batsman timed accurately and caught on the rightinch of the bat with the whole swing of his arms and body thrown intothe drive so that the ball went clean into the scorers tent as ifdesirous of marking the runs for itselfWell hit indeed  Well hitThe Westonians roared with delight and their voices were fresh forthey had had little opportunity of exercising them hitherto  Crawleythe captain of their eleven the hero in whom they delighted had beendeclared out leg before wicket when he had only contributed five tothe score  Only two of the Westonians believed that the decision wasjust Crawley himself and the youth who had taken his place and wasnow so triumphant  But he hated Crawley and rejoiced in hisdiscomfiture even though it told against his own side so his opinionwent for nothingWell no more did anybodys else except the umpires who after all isthe only person capable of judgingSaurin has got his eye in we may put together a respectable scoreyetHe is the best player we have got when he only takes the troubledont you think so said Edwards who believed in Saurin with a faithwhich would have been quite touching if it had not been so irritatingHe thinks so himself at any rate replied the boy addressed and weare a shocking bad lot if he is right  Anyhow he seems to be in formtoday and I only hope that it will lastThe batsman under discussion hoped so too  If he could only make anunprecedented score restore the fortunes of the day and show the worldwhat a mistake it was to think Crawley his superior in anythingwhatever it would be a glorious triumph  He was not of a patrioticdisposition and did not care for the success of his school except as itmight minister to his own personal vanity and gain for he had a bet ofhalfacrown on his own side  But his egotism was quite strong enoughto rival the public spirit of the others and raise his interest to thegeneral pitchThe match between Weston and Hillsborough was an annual affair andexcited great emulation being for each school the principal event ofthe cricketing season  One year it was played at Weston and the next atHillsborough and it was the Westonians turn to play on their ownground on this occasionHillsborough went in first and put together 94 runs  Then Weston wentto the wickets and could make nothing of it  There was a certain lefthanded Hillsburian bowler who proved very fatal to them it was one ofhis twists which found Crawleys leg where his bat should have beenResult eight wickets down for twenty and then Saurin went in and madethe 9 we have witnessedBetween ourselves the cut was a fluke but the halfvolley was a genuinewellplayed hit which deserved the applause it got  The next ball camestraight for the middle stump but was blocked back halfway between thecreases and another run was stolenOverThe new bowler went in for slows  The first a very tempting ballSaurin played forward at and hit it straight and hard into the hands oflong field on who fumbled and dropped it amidst groans and derisivecheersWarned by this narrow shave he played back next time and seemed tohimself to have missed a really good chance  This feeling inducedhesitation when the next ball was delivered and the result ofhesitation was that the insidious missile curled in somehow over his batand toppled his bails off  Saurin was so much mortified as he walkedback to the tent that he could not even pretend to assume a jauntycareless air but scowled and carried his bat as if he would like to hitsomeone over the head with it  Which indeed he wouldThere was one consolation for him he had made ten and that proved tobe the top scoreFor the first time within living memory Weston had to follow itsinningsNow when you consider that the presidents of Oxford and Cambridge Clubskept an eye on this match with a view to promising colts you mayimagine the elation of the Hillsburians and the dejection of theWestonians when Crawley and Robarts walked once more to the wicketsTheir schoolmates clapped their hands vigorously indeed and some ofthem talked about the uncertainty of cricket but the amount of hopethey had would not have taken the room of a pair of socks in PandorasboxBut Crawley was a bowler as well as a batsman and Robarts was theWestonian wicketkeeper so that both were somewhat fagged when theyfirst went in whereas they were now quite fresh  Again theHillsburian bowling champion found his dangerous left arm a,36
+Produced by Ruth Hart ruthharttwilightoraclecomTranscribers note  In the original text all the verse titles anddedications are in regular type while all the stanzas are italicizedI have not indicated these different styles in this online textSILVERPOINTSBYJOHN GRAYLONDON MDCCCXCIIIELKIN MATHEWS ANDJOHN LANE AT THESIGN OF THE BODLEYHEAD IN VIGO STREETALL RIGHTS RESERVED   EN COMPOSANT DES ACROSTICHES INDOLENTS            PVLES DEMOISELLES DE SAUVETO S A S ALICE PRINCESSE DE MONACOBeautiful ladies through the orchard passBend under crutchedup branches forked and lowTrailing their samet palls oer dewdrenched grassPale blossoms looking on proud JacquelineBlush to the colour of her finger tipsAnd rosy knuckles laced with yellow laceHighcrested Berthe discerns with slant clinched eyesAmid the leaves pink faces of the skiesShe locks her plaintive hands SainteMargotwiseYsabeau follows last with languorous pacePresses voluptuous to her bursting lipsWith backward stoop a bunch of eglantineCourtly ladies through the orchard passBow low as in lords halls and springtime grassTangles a snare to catch the tapering toeHEARTS DEMESNETO PAUL VERLAINEListen bright lady thy deep Pansie eyesMade never answer when my eyes did prayThan with those quaintest looks of blank surpriseBut my love longing has devised a wayTo mock thy living image from thy hairTo thy rose toes and keep thee by alwayMy gardens face is oh so maidly fairWith limbs all tapering and with hues all freshThine are the beauties all that flourish thereAmaranth fadeless tells me of thy fleshBriar rose knows thy cheek the Pink thy poutBunched kisses dangle from the Woodbine meshI love to loll when Daisy stars peep outAnd hear the music of my garden dellHollyhocks laughter and the Sunflowers shoutAnd many whisper things I dare not tellSONG OF THE SEEDLINGTO ARTHUR SEWELL BUTTTell little seedling murmuring germWhy are you joyful What do you singHave you no fear of that crawling thingHim that has so many legs and the wormRain drops patter above my head    Drip drip dripTo moisten the mould where my roots are fed    Sip sip sipNo thought have I of the legged thing    Of the worm no fear    When the goal is so nearEvery moment my life has runThe livelong day Ive not ceased to singI must reach the sun the sunLADY EVELYNI know no Name too sweet to tell of herFor Loves sweet Sake and DominationShe hath me all her Spell hath Power to stirMy Heart to every Lust and spur me onLove saith tis even thus her Will no ThrallBut Touchstone of thy Worth in Loves ArmureThey only conquer in Loves Lists that fallAnd Wounds renewed for Wounds are captain CureHe doubly is inslaved that gilts his ChainSaith Reason chaffering for his Empire goneBestir and root the Canker that hath taenThy Breast for Bed and feeds thy Heart uponI this Sweet Love an sweet an sour thou beI know no Name too sweet to tell of theeCOMPLAINTTO FELIX FÉNÉONMen women call thee so or so    I do not know    Thou hast no nameFor me but in my heart aflameBurns tireless neath a silver vine    And round entwine    Its purple girthAll things of fragrance and of worthThou shout thou burst of light thou throb    Of pain thou sob    Thou like a barOf some sonata heard from farThrough bluehued veils When in these wise    To my souls eyes    Thy shape appearsMy aching hands are full of tearsA HALTING SONNETTO MISS ELLEN TERRY ON HER BIRTHDAYIt is not meet for one like me to praiseA lady princess goddess artist suchFor great ones crane their foreheads to her touchTo change their splendours into crowns of baysBut poets never rhyme as they are bidNor never see their ft goal but aspireWith straining eyes to some far silvern spireFlowers among sing to the gods cloudhidOne of these onetime opened velvet eyesUpon the worldthe years recall the dayThose lights still shine conscious of power alwayBut flattering men with feigned looks of surprise    The couplet is so great that where thou art    Thou being a poemit is past my artWINGS IN THE DARKTO ROBERT HARBOROUGH SHERARDForth into the warm darkness faring wideMore silent momently the silent quayTowards where the ranks of boats rock to the tideMuffling their plaintive gurgling jealouslyWith gentle nodding of her gracious snoutOne greets her master till he step aboardShe flaps her wings impatient to get outShe runs to plunder straining every cordFullwinged and stealthy like a bird of preyAll tense the muscles of her seemly flanksShe the coy creature that the idle daySees idly riding in the idle ranksBackward and forth over the chosen groundLike a young horse she drags the heavy trawlTireless or speeds her rapturous course unboundAnd passing fishers through the darkness callDeep greeting in the jargon of the seaHaul upon haul flounders and soles and dabsAnd phosphorescent animalculeSand seadrift weeds thousands of worthless crabsLow on the mud the darkling fishes gropeCautious to stir staring with jewel eyesDogs of the sea the savage congers mopeWinding their sulky march MeanderwiseSuddenly all is light and life and flightUpon the sandy bottom agate strewnThe fishers mumble waiting till the nightUrge on the clouds and cover up the moonTHE BARBERII dreamed I was a barber and there wentBeneath my hand oh manes extravagantBeneath my trembling fingers many a maskOf many a pleasant girl It was my taskTo gild their hair carefully strand by strandTo paint their eyebrows with a timid handTo draw a bodkin from a vase of kohlThrough the closed lashes pencils from a bowlOf sepia to paint them underneathTo blow upon their eyes with a soft breathThey lay them back and watched the leaping bandsIIThe dream grew vague I moulded with my handsThe mobile breasts the valley and the waistI touched and pigments reverently placedUpon their thighs in sapient spots and stainsBeryls and crysolites and diaphanesAnd gems whose hot harsh names are,3
+Produced by Al HainesTHE WARS BETWEEN ENGLAND AND AMERICABYT C SMITHPROFESSOR OF AMERICAN HISTORY IN WILLIAMS  COLLEGE WILLIAMSTOWN  MASS USALONDONWILLIAMS AND NORGATETranscribers note Page numbers in this book are indicated by numbersenclosed in curly braces eg 99  They have been located where pagebreaks occurred in the original book in accordance with ProjectGutenbergs FAQV99  For its Index a page number has been placedonly at the start of that sectionFirst printed 191415vPREFACEThe purpose of this volume is to show how social economic andpolitical causes led to a period of almost continuous antagonismbetween England and the American communities from 1763 to theratification of the Treaty of Ghent in 1815 and how that antagonismwas ended  The war of American Independence 17751783 and the war of18121815 give their names to the book not because of their militaryor naval importance but because they mark in each case the outcomeof successive years of unavailing efforts on the part of each countryto avoid bloodshed  With this aim in view no more detailed study ofthe internal political history or institutions of either country can beincluded than is necessary to account for different political habitsnor can the events of diplomatic history be developed beyond what iscalled for to explain persistent lines of action or the conclusion of asignificant treatyviCONTENTSCHAP                                                            PAGE    I  THE ELEMENTS OF ANTAGONISM 1763                 9   II  THE CONTEST OVER PARLIAMENTARY TAXATION 17631773       28  III  THE DISRUPTION OF THE EMPIRE 17731776            51   IV  THE CIVIL WAR IN THE EMPIRE 17761778             75    V  FRENCH INTERVENTION AND BRITISH FAILURE 17781781       96   VI  BRITISH PARTIES AND AMERICAN INDEPENDENCE 17781783     114  VII  THE FORMATION OF THE UNITED STATES 17811793        129 VIII  THE FIRST PERIOD OF COMMERCIAL ANTAGONISM 17831795     149   IX  THE TRIUMPH OF DEMOCRACY IN THE UNITED STATES 17951805   169    X  THE SECOND PERIOD OF COMMERCIAL ANTAGONISM 18051812    189   XI  THE WAR FOR SAILORS RIGHTS AND WESTWARD       EXPANSION 18121815                     215  XII  END OF THE ANTAGONISM A CENTURY OF PEACE          236       BIBLIOGRAPHY                         251       INDEX                            2549THE WARS BETWEEN ENGLAND AND AMERICACHAPTER ITHE ELEMENTS OF ANTAGONISM 1763In 1763 by the Peace of Paris England won a position of unapproachedsupremacy in colonial possessions and in naval strength  The entireNorth American continent east of the Mississippi River was now underthe British flag and four West India sugar islands were added to thosealready in English hands  In India the rivalry of the French wasdefinitely crushed and the control of the revenues and fortunes of thenative potentates was transferred to the East India Company  Guided bythe genius of Pitt British armies had beaten French in Germany andAmerica and British fleets had conquered French and Spanish withcomplete ease  The power of the Empire seemed beyond challenge  Yetwithin this Empire itself there lay already the seeds of a discordwhich was soon 10 to develop into an irrepressible contest leadingto civil war then for a generation to drive the separated parts intorenewed antagonism and finally to cause a second war  Between theNorth American colonies and the mother country there existed suchmoral political and economic divergence that nothing but prudent andpatient statesmanship on both sides of the Atlantic could preventdisasterThe fundamental source of antagonism lay in the fact that the thirteencolonies had developed a wholly different social and political lifefrom that of the mother country  Originally the prevailing ideas andhabits of the colonists and of the Englishmen who remained at home hadbeen substantially the same  In England as in America the gentry andmiddle classes played a leading part during the years from 1600 to1660  But by 1763 England under the Hanoverian kings had become astate where all political and social power had been gathered into thehands of a landed aristocracy which dominated the government theChurch and the professions  In parliament the House of Commonsoncethe body which reflected the conscious strength of the gentry andcitizenshad now fallen under the control of the peers owing to thedecayed condition of scores of ancient parliamentary boroughs  Nearlyonethird of the seats were actually 11 or substantially owned bynoblemen and of the remainder a majority were venal the closecorporations of Mayor and Aldermen selling freely their right to returntwo members at each parliamentary election  In addition the influenceand prestige of the great landowners were so powerful that even in thecounties and in those boroughs where the number of electors wasconsiderable none but members of the ruling class sought election  Sofar as the members of the middle class were concernedthe,4
+Produced by Pedro Saborano Para comentários à transcriçãovisite httpptscribablogspotcom This book wasproduced from scanned images of public domain materialfrom the Google Print projectGIL VICENTEPRANTO DE MARIA PARDA_Porque vio as ruas de Lisboa com tão poucos ramos nas tavernas e o vinhotão caro e ella não podia passar sem elle_               EDIÇÃO POPULAR               _DECIMA SEGUNDA EDIÇÃO_oitava em separado das obras varias               Preço 20 rsAS TRES BIBLIOTHECAS_Empreza de Urbano de Castro e Alvaro Pinheiro Chagas_Rua da Barroca 72Lisboa1902Offic a vapor da Pap Estevão Nunes  FosAurea 58LisboaPranto de Maria PardaPor que vio as ruas de Lisboa com tão poucos ramos nas tavernas e o vinhotão caro e ella não podia viver sem elle               DECIMA SEGUNDA EDIÇÃO               OITAVA EM SEPARADO DAS OBRAS VARIAS               ADVERTENCIA IMPORTANTE               ADOLESCENTES DE UM E OUTRO SEXOSob um titulo que vos poderá attrahir este livro contem mysterios deiniquidadeSe o abrisseis depois deste pregão só de vós mesmos vos podéreisqueixar Não é para vós que foi escripto Quem o apresentasse ou opermittisse só esse seria o seu Invenenador_Estas palavras escreveuas Antonio Feliciano de Castilho na primeirapagina da traducção dos Amores de Ovidio__O_ Pranto de Maria Parda _não encerra mysterios de iniquidade mastambem não deve ser lido pela innocencia_Offic a vapor da Pap Estevão Nunes  FosAurea 58LisboaPRANTO DE MARIA PARDA_Por que vio as ruas de Lisboa com tão poucos ramos nas tavernas e o vinhotão caro e ella não podia viver sem elle_      Eu so quero prantear      Este mal que a muitos toca      Que estou ja como minhoca      Que puzerão a seccar      Triste desaventurada      Que tão alta está a canada      Pera mi como as estrellas      Oh coitadas das guelas      Oh guelas da coitada      Triste desdentada escura      Quem me trouxe a taes mazelas      Oh gengivas e arnellas      Deitae babas de seccura      Carpivos beiços coitados      Que ja lá vão meus toucados      E a cinta e a fraldilha      Hontem bebi a mantilha      Que me custou dous cruzados      Oh Rua de San Gião      Assi stás da sorte mesma      Como altares de quaresma      E as malvas no verão      Quem levou teus trinta ramos      E o meu mana bebamos      Isto a cada bocadinho      Ó vinho mano meu vinho      Que ma ora te gastamos      Ó travessa zanguizarra      De Mataporcos escura      Como estás de ma ventura      Sem ramos de barra a barra      Porque tens ha tantos dias      As tuas pipas vazias      Os toneis postos em pé      Ou te tornaste Guiné      Ou o barco das enguias      Tríste quem não cega em ver      Nas carnicerias velhas      Muitas sardinhas nas grelhas      Mas o demo ha de beber      E agora que estão erguidas      As coitadas doloridas      Das pipas limpas da borra      Achegoulhe a paz com porra      De crecerem as medidas      Ó Rua da Ferraria      Onde as portas erão mayas      Como estás cheia de guaias      Com tanta louça vazia      Ja ma mim aconteceo      Na manhan que Deos naceo      Á hora do nacimento      Beber alli hum de cento      Que nunca mais pareceo      Rua de Cataquefarás      Que farei e que farás      Quando vos vi taes chorei      E torneime por detras      Que foi do vosso bom vinho      E tanto ramo de pinho      Laranja papel e cana      Onde bebemos Joanna      E eu cento e hum cinquinho      Ó tavernas da Ribeira      Não vos verá a vós ninguem      Mosquitos o verão que vem      Porque sereis areeira      Triste que será de mi      Que ma ora vos eu vi      Que ma ora me vós,0
+Produced by Al HainesFrontispiece Orison Swett MardenPushing to the FrontBYORISON SWETT MARDENThe world makes way for the determined manPUBLISHED BYThe Success CompanysBranch OfficesPETERSBURG NY  TOLEDO  DANVILLEOKLAHOMA CITY  SAN JOSECOPYRIGHT 1911By ORISON SWETT MARDENFOREWORDThis revised and greatly enlarged edition of Pushing to the Front isthe outgrowth of an almost worldwide demand for an extension of theidea which made the original small volume such an ambitionarousingenergizing inspiring forceIt is doubtful whether any other book outside of the Bible has beenthe turningpoint in more livesIt has sent thousands of youths with renewed determination back toschool or college back to all sorts of vocations which they hadabandoned in moments of discouragement  It has kept scores of businessmen from failure after they had given up all hopeIt has helped multitudes of poor boys and girls to pay their waythrough college who had never thought a liberal education possibleThe author has received thousands of letters from people in nearly allparts of the world telling how the book has aroused their ambitionchanged their ideals and aims and has spurred them to the successfulundertaking of what they before had thought impossibleThe book has been translated into many foreign languages  In Japan andseveral other countries it is used extensively in the public schoolsDistinguished educators in many parts of the world have recommended itsuse in schools as a civilizationbuilderCrowned heads presidents of republics distinguished members of theBritish and other parliaments members of the United States SupremeCourt noted authors scholars and eminent people in many parts of theworld have eulogized this book and have thanked the author for givingit to the worldThis volume is full of the most fascinating romances of achievementunder difficulties of obscure beginnings and triumphant endings ofstirring stories of struggles and triumphs  It gives inspiring storiesof men and women who have brought great things to pass  It givesnumerous examples of the triumph of mediocrity showing how those ofordinary ability have succeeded by the use of ordinary means  It showshow invalids and cripples even have triumphed by perseverance and willover seemingly insuperable difficultiesThe book tells how men and women have seized common occasions and madethem great it tells of those of average ability who have succeeded bythe use of ordinary means by dint of indomitable will and inflexiblepurpose  It tells how poverty and hardship have rocked the cradle ofthe giants of the race  The book points out that most people do notutilize a large part of their effort because their mental attitude doesnot correspond with their endeavor so that although working for onething they are really expecting something else and it is what weexpect that we tend to getNo man can become prosperous while he really expects or half expects toremain poor for holding the poverty thought keeping in touch withpovertyproducing conditions discourages prosperityBefore a man can lift himself he must lift his thoughts  When we shallhave learned to master our thought habits to keep our minds open tothe great divine inflow of life force we shall have learned the truthsof human endowment human possibilityThe book points out the fact that what is called success may befailure that when men love money so much that they sacrifice theirfriendships their families their home life sacrifice positionhonor health everything for the dollar their life is a failurealthough they may have accumulated money  It shows how men have becomerich at the price of their ideals their character at the cost ofeverything noblest best and truest in life  It preaches the largerdoctrine of equality the equality of will and purpose which paves aclear path even to the Presidential chair for a Lincoln or a Garfieldfor any one who will pay the price of study and struggle  Men who feelthemselves badly handicapped crippled by their lack of earlyeducation will find in these pages great encouragement to broadentheir horizon and will get a practical helpful sensible education intheir odd moments and halfholidaysDr Marden in Pushing to the Front shows that the average of theleaders are not above the average of ability  They are ordinarypeople but of extraordinary persistence and perseverance  It is astorehouse of noble incentive a treasury of precious sayings  Thereis inspiration and encouragement and helpfulness on every page  Itteaches the doctrine that no limits can be placed on ones career if hehas once learned the alphabet and has push that there are no barriersthat can say to aspiring talent Thus far and no fartherEncouragement is its keynote it aims to arouse to honorable exertionthose who are drifting without aim to awaken dormant ambitions inthose who have grown discouraged in the struggle for successTHE PUBLISHERSCONTENTSCHAPTER       I THE MAN AND THE OPPORTUNITY      II WANTEDA MAN     III BOYS WITH NO CHANCE      IV THE COUNTRY BOY       V OPPORTUNITIES WHERE YOU ARE      VI POSSIBILITIES IN SPARE MOMENTS     VII HOW POOR BOYS AND GIRLS GO TO COLLEGE    VIII YOUR OPPORTUNITY CONFRONTS YOUWHAT WILL YOU DO WITH IT      IX ROUND BOYS IN SQUARE HOLES       X WHAT CAREER      XI CHOOSING A VOCATION     XII CONCENTRATED ENERGY    XIII THE TRIUMPHS OF ENTHUSIASM     XIV ON TIME OR THE TRIUMPH OF PROMPTNESS      XV WHAT A GOOD APPEARANCE WILL DO     XVI PERSONALITY AS A SUCCESS ASSET    XVII If YOU CAN TALK WELL   XVIII A FORTUNE IN GOOD MANNERS     XIX SELFCONSCIOUSNESS AND TIMIDITY FOES TO SUCCESS      XX TACT OR COMMON SENSE     XXI ENAMORED OF ACCURACY    XXII DO IT TO A FINISH   XXIII THE REWARD OF PERSISTENCE    XXIV NERVEGRIP PLUCK,64
+Produced by The Online Distributed Proofreading Team athttpwwwpgdpnet Music transcribed by Linda CantoniJoyce Wilson Espe Nada Prodanovic and the PG FinaleProject TeamTranscribers notesPage vii The word following view of what Owen was unclearand may not be the Writes which has been chosenMus Not following a title means that the original book containsmusical notation for that song                             COWBOY SONGS                       AND OTHER FRONTIER BALLADS                    What keeps the herd from running                    Stampeding far and wide                    The cowboys long low whistle                    And singing by their side                              COWBOY SONGS                      AND OTHER FRONTIER BALLADS                              COLLECTED BY                          JOHN A LOMAX MA                        THE UNIVERSITY OF TEXAS         SHELDON FELLOW FOR THE INVESTIGATION OF AMERICAN BALLADS                          HARVARD UNIVERSITY                        WITH AN INTRODUCTION BY                             BARRETT WENDELL                               _New York_                        THE MACMILLAN COMPANY                                 1929                        _All rights reserved_                        COPYRIGHT 1910 1916                     By STURGIS  WALTON COMPANY          Set up and electrotyped Published November 1910                 Reprinted April 1911 January 1915         New Edition with additions March 1916 April 1917                      December 1918 July 1919           Reissued January 1927 Reprinted February 1929                PRINTED IN THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA                         BY BERWICK  SMITH CO                                  _To_                          MR THEODORE ROOSEVELT                 WHO WHILE PRESIDENT WAS NOT TOO BUSY TO               TURN ASIDECHEERFULLY AND EFFECTIVELYAND                  AID WORKERS IN THE FIELD OF AMERICAN                   BALLADRY THIS VOLUME IS GRATEFULLY                                DEDICATED                                                   Cheyenne,7
+Produced by Joe Longo and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetIllustration Betsy Held the Skipper by His Coattails_Frontispiece_ _Page_ 113_TUCKMEIN TALES_Trademark RegisteredTHE TALE OF BETSY BUTTERFLYBY ARTHUR SCOTT BAILEYIllustrationNEW YORKGROSSET  DUNLAPPUBLISHERSMade in the United States of AmericaCopyright 1918 byGROSSET  DUNLAPCONTENTSCHAPTER                               PAGE     I BEAUTY AND THE BLOSSOMS          1    II JOHNNIE GREENS NET              6   III A MISHAP                        11    IV BUSYBODIES                      17     V NO JOKER                        22    VI MRS LADYBUGS ADVICE           27   VII BUTTERFLY BILL                  32  VIII DO YOU LIKE BUTTER             37    IX UNEXPECTED NEWS                 42     X THE NIGHT WATCH                 47    XI A SLY ONE                       52   XII A TERRIBLE BLUNDER              57  XIII THE FRIENDLY STRANGER           63   XIV A DEEP PLOT                     68    XV JOSEPH BUMBLES COMPLAINT       73   XVI NOTHING BUT A FRAUD             78  XVII DUSTYS DIFFICULTY              83 XVIII SOLOMON OWLS IDEA              88   XIX A BIT OF LUCK                   93    XX SOMETHING SEEMS WRONG           98   XXI A STRANGE CHANGE               103  XXII THE SKIPPER                    110THE TALE OF BETSY BUTTERFLYIBEAUTY AND THE BLOSSOMSEVERY one of the field people in Pleasant Valley and the forest folk aswell was different from his neighbors For instance there was JasperJay He was the noisiest chap for miles around And there was PeterMink Without doubt he was the rudest and most rascally fellow in thewhole district Then there was Freddie Firefly who was the brightestyoungster on the farmat least after dark when his light flashedacross the meadowSo it went One person was wiser than any of his neighbors another wasstupider and somebody else was always hungrier But there was one whowas the loveliest Not only was she beautiful to look upon She wasgraceful in flight as well When one saw her flittering among theflowers it was hard to say which was the daintierthe blossoms orBetsy ButterflyFor that was her name Whoever gave it to her might have chosen aprettier one Betsy herself always said that she would have preferredViolet In the first place it was the name of a flower And in thesecond her redandbrown mottled wings had violet tipsHowever a person as charming as Betsy Butterfly did not need worryabout her name Had she been named after a dozen flowers she couldhave been no more attractivePeople often said that everybody was happier and better just for havingBetsy Butterfly in the neighborhood And some claimed that even theweather couldnt help being fine when Betsy went abroadWhy the sun just has to smile on her they would exclaimBut they were really wrong about that The truth of the matter was thatBetsy Butterfly couldnt abide bad weathernot even a cloudy sky Shesaid she didnt enjoy flying except in the sunshine So no one ever sawher except on pleasant daysTo be sure a few of the field people turned up their noses at BetsyThey were the jealous ones And they generally pretended that they didnot consider Betsy beautiful at allShe has too much color Mehitable Moth remarked one day to MrsLadybug Between you and me Ive an idea that it isnt natural Ithink she paints her wingsI dont doubt it said Mrs Ladybug I should think shed be ashamedof herself And little Mrs Ladybug pursed up her lips and looked verysevere And then she declared that she didnt see how people could sayBetsy was even goodlooking if they had ever noticed her tongueHonestly her tongues as long as she is Mrs Ladybug gossiped Butshe knows enough to carry it curled up like a watchspring so it isntgenerally seen You just gaze at her closely some day when shessipping nectar from a flower and youll see that I know what Imtalking aboutNow some of those,15
+Produced by Hillary Fischer Juliet Sutherland and theOnline Distributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetThe Works ofGuy de MaupassantVOLUME IBOULE DE SUIFAND OTHER STORIESNATIONAL LIBRARY COMPANYNEW YORK1909BIGELOW SMITH  CO                                   CONTENTS                                                        PAGEINTRODUCTION                                               xBOULE DE SUIF                                              1MISS HARRIET                                              54FRANCESCA AND CARLOTTA RONDOLI                            82CHÂLI                                                    117THE UMBRELLA                                             131MY UNCLE SOSTHENES                                       143HE                                                      152A PHILOSOPHER                                            162ALWAYS LOCK THE DOOR                                    171A MEETING                                                179THE LITTLE CASK                                          190HOW HE GOT THE LEGION OF HONOR                           198THE ACCURSED BREAD                                       206WHAT WAS REALLY THE MATTER WITH ANDREW                   213MY LANDLADY                                              221THE HORLA OR MODERN GHOSTS                              228LOVE THREE PAGES FROM A SPORTSMANS BOOK                263THE HOLE                                                 270SAVED                                                    279BELLFLOWER,13
+Produced by John Bickers DagnyCHINESE SKETCHESby Herbert A GilesThe institutions of a despised people cannot be judged with fairnessSpencers Sociology The Bias of PatriotismDEDICATIONTo Warren William de la RueAs a mark of friendshipPREFACEThe following _Sketches_ owe their existence chiefly to frequentperegrinations in Chinese cities with pencil and notebook in handSome of them were written for my friend Mr F H Balfour of Shanghaiand by him published in the columns of the _Celestial Empire_ Thesehave been revised and partly rewritten others appear now for thefirst timeIt seems to be generally believed that the Chinese as a nation arean immoral degraded race that they are utterly dishonest cruel andin every way depraved that opium a more terrible scourge than ginis now working frightful ravages in their midst and that only theforcible diffusion of Christianity can save the Empire from speedy andoverwhelming ruin An experience of eight years has taught me thatwith all their faults the Chinese are a hardworking sober and happypeople occupying an intermediate place between the wealth andculture the vice and misery of the WestH A GSutton Surrey 1st November 1875CHINESE SKETCHESTHE DEATH OF AN EMPERORHis Imperial Majesty TsaiShun deputed by Heaven to reign over allwithin the four seas expired on the evening of Tuesday the 13thJanuary 1875 aged eighteen years and nine months He was erroneouslyknown to foreigners as the Emperor Tung Chih but Tung Chih wasmerely the style of his reign adopted in order that the people shouldnot profane by vulgar utterance a name they are not even permitted towrite Until the new monarch the late Emperors cousin had beenduly installed no word of what had taken place was breathed beyondthe walls of the palace for dangerous thoughts might have arisen hadit been known that the State was drifting rudderless a prey to thewild waves of sedition and lawless outbreak The accession of a childto reign under the style of Kuang Hsu was proclaimed before it waspublicly made known that his predecessor had passed away     Either one or all of the characters composing an emperors name    are altered by the addition or omission of certain component    parts as if for instance we were to write an Alb_a_rt chain    merely because Alb_e_rt is the name of the heirapparent    Similarly a child will never utter or write its fathers name    and the names of Confucius and Mencius are forbidden to all alikeOf the personal history of the illfated boy who has thus beenprematurely cut off just as he was entering upon manhood and theactual government of four hundred million souls we know next tonothing His accession as an infant to the dignities of a sensualdissipated father attracted but little attention either in China orelsewhere and from that date up to the year 1872 all we heard aboutHis Majesty was that he was making good progress in Manchu or hadhit the target three times out of ten shots at a distance of abouttwentyfive yards He was taught to ride on horseback though up tothe day of his death he never took part in any great huntingexpeditions such as were frequently indulged in by earlier emperorsof the present dynasty He learnt to read and write Chinese thoughwhat progress he had made in the study of the Classics was of courseonly known to his teachers Painting may or may not have been anImperial hobby but it is quite certain that the drama received moreperhaps than its full share of patronage The ladies and eunuchs ofthe palace are notoriously fond of whiling away much of theirmonotonous existence in watching the grave antics of professionaltragedians and laughing at the broad jokes of the lowcomedy man withhis comic voice and funnilypainted face Listening to the tunesprescribed by the Book of Ceremonies and dining in solemn solitarygrandeur off the eight precious kinds of food set apart for thesovereign his late Majesty passed his boyhood until in 1872 hemarried the fair Alute and practically ascended the dragon throneof his ancestors Up to that time the EmpressesDowager hidden behinda bamboo screen had transacted business with the members of the PrivyCouncil signing all documents of State with the vermilion pencil forand on behalf of the young Emperor but probably without even goingthrough the formality of asking his assent The marriage of theEmperor of China seemed to wake people up from their normal apathy sothat for a few months European eyes were actually directed towards theFlowery Land and the _Illustrated London News_ with praiseworthyzeal sent out a special correspondent whose valuable contributionsto that journal will be a record for ever The ceremony however washardly over before a bitter drop rose in the Imperial cup Barbariansfrom beyond the sea came forward to claim the right of personalinterview with the sovereign of all under Heaven The story of thefirst audience is still fresh in our memories the trivialdifficulties introduced by obstructive statesmen at every stage of theproceedings questions of etiquette and precedence raised at everyturn until finally the _kotow_ was triumphantly rejected and fivebows substituted in its stead Every one saw the curt paragraph in the_Peking Gazette_ which notified that on such a day and at such anhour the foreign envoys had been admitted to an interview with theEmperor We all laughed over the silly story so sedulously spread bythe Chinese to every corner of the Empire that our Ministers kneeshad knocked together from terror when Phaetonlike he had obtained hisdangerous request that he fell down flat in the very presencebreaking all over into a profuse perspiration and that the haughtyprince who had acted as his conductor chid him for his want of coursebestowing upon him the contemptuous nickname of chickenfeather     These arebears paws deers tail ducks tongues torpedos    roe camels humps monkeys lips carps tails and beefmarrowSubsequently in the spring of 1874 the late Emperor made his greatpilgrimage to worship at the tombs of his ancestors He had previousto his marriage performed this filial duty once,4
+Produced by Taavi Kalju Janet Blenkinship and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet Thisfile was produced from images generously made availableby The Internet ArchiveAmerican Libraries  THE LITTLE GOLD MINERS OF THE SIERRAS  BY  JOAQUIN MILLER  AND OTHER STORIES  _FULLY ILLUSTRATED_  Illustration COLOR TWO COLORS THREE FOUR FIVEA DOZEN  BOSTON D LOTHROP  COMPANY FRANKLIN AND HAWLEY STREETS  Copyright 1886  by  D LOTHROP  COMPANY  CONTENTS                                                           PAGE  I THE LITTLE GOLD MINERS OF THE SIERRAS                   7        _Joaquin Miller_  II A MODERN HERO                                         23        _Marion Harland_  III BENNYS WIGWAM                                       44        _Mary Catherine Lee_  IV BENNYS DISAPPEARANCE                                 63        _Mary Catherine Lee_  V HOW TWO SCHOOLBOYS KILLED A BEAR                       86        _H F Marsh_  VI PETES PRINTING PRESS                                 94        _Kate Gannett Wells_  VII AUNT ELIZABETHS FENCE                              119        _George H Hebard_  VIII THE BUTTON BOY                                     138        _A M Griffin_  IX DAN HARDYS CRIPPY                                   156        _James Otis_  X HIS THREE TRIALS                                      185        _Kate Gannett Wells_  XI IN THE SECOND DORMITORY                              211        _John Preston True_  XII THE DOUGHNUT BAIT                                   232        _George Varney_  XIII A REAL HAPPENING                                   239        _Mary B Claflin_THE LITTLE GOLD MINERS OF THE SIERRASTheir mother had died crossing the plains and their father had had aleg broken by a wagon wheel passing over it as they descended theSierras and he was for a long time after reaching the mines miserablelame and poorThe eldest boy Jim Keene as I remember him was a bright littlefellow but wild as an Indian and full of mischief The next eldestchild Madge was a girl of ten her fathers favorite and she was wildenough too The youngest was Stumps Poor timid starved Little StumpsI never knew his real name But he was the baby and hardly yet out ofpetticoats And he was very short in the legs very short in the bodyvery short in the arms and neck and so he was called Stumps because helooked it In fact he seemed to have stopped growing entirely Oh youdont know how hard the old Plains were on everybody when we crossedthem in oxwagons and it took more than half a year to make thejourney The little children those that did not die turned brown likethe Indians in that long dreadful journey of seven months and stoppedgrowing for a timeFor the first month or two after reaching the Sierras old Mr Keenelimped about among the mines trying to learn the mystery of findinggold and the art of digging But at last having grown strong enoughhe went to work for wages to get bread for his,13
+Produced by Tapio RiikonenNAIMISEN JUORUJAKuvaelma kansan elämästäKirjP PÄIVÄRINTASuomalaisen Kirjallisuuden Seura Helsinki 1882JOHDANTOEräässä paikkakunnassa on muiden joukossa kaksi talonpojan taloaKolkkila on toisen ja Kirrilä toisen nimi Talot ovat siksi likitoisiaan että talojen asukkaat tuntevat hyvin toisensa sisällisestikö ei ei niin tarkoin eivät he ainakaan kaikin tunteneettoisiansa vaan tuo tunteminen oli paremmin ulkonaista tuntemistanimittäin semmoista tuntemista kuinka rikkaita kummankin talonasukkaat olivat kuinka paljon heillä oli maallisia tavaroita kuinkapaljon heillä oli lapsia kuinka he olivat komeoita kuinka paljonheillä oli kunniaa jne semmoista tuntemista oli ainaki suurimmallaosalla noiden talojen asukkailla toisistansa Kertomuksessammenimitämme kummankin talon isäntää talojensa nimellä toista Kolkiksi jatoista KirriksiKatselkaamme kummankin noiden talojen sekä sisällisiä että ulkonaisiaasioita erikseenKolkkila oli vielä velkainen talo ja sen isännällä ja emännällä oliniin paljon lapsia että heitä määrittävä luku oli lähinnä kymmenennumeroa alhaalta päin lukien Lapset elivät kaikki ja olivat terveitäja virkkuja lapsia heistä oli toiset isompia toiset pienempiätiettypä se Talon isäntäväki olivat tyhjästä alkaneet elämänsä jonkavuoksi eivät he vielä olleet saaneet kaikkia velkojansa maksetuiksiMutta Kolkki oli laittanut maansa ja koko taloutensa hyvään voimaanSentähden tulivat he ison lapsilaumansa kanssa hyvästi toimeensemminkin kun hyvä järjestys oli kaikissa talouden toimissa heidänalituisena apunaan Kaikki heidän lapsensa olivat puhtaissa jaterveissä vaatteissa eikä heidän elämästään eikä toimeentulostaanpuuttunut mitään sillä ne oli aina kodista saatavina jos kohtakinvielä velkaakin oli Kolkki oli niitä miehiä joihin nouseva valistusalkoi tunkea säteitänsä ja lämmittää ja elähyttää jäykkää suomalaistarintaa Hänelle tuli useammat sanomalehdet ja nuorta kirjallisuuttarakasti hän hartaasti Sentähden osti hän aina parhaat ilmestyvätkirjat ja kirjastonsa paisui ajan pitkään melkoiseksi kirjastoksi Hänoli välttävä kirjoitus ja laskumies ja mitä hän itse osasi sitä hänopetti lapsillensakin Kaikki hänen lapsensa olivat hyviä lukijoita jakotona oleva kirjasto tuli heille rakkaaksi ja suureksi elämänohjeeksi Vanhemmat rakastivat keskenänsä toisiansa ja lapsiansa jalapset vuorostaan vanhempiansaKaiken tuon ulkonaisen elämänsä tietäen ja tuntien perheensäsisällisenkin tilan piti Kolkki itseänsä ja perhettänsä  ihmisinäUsein hän tunsi sisällistä iloa ja rauhaa tykönänsä siitä että hänihmisenä kansalaisena ja perheen isänä on täyttänyt kalliinkutsumuksensa Hänen ilonsa tuli oikeen täydelliseksi silloin kuin hänhuomasi ison terveen lapsilaumansa sillä hän huomasi silloin ettäJumalakin häntä rakastaa koska on uskonut hänelle niin paljon lapsiaVäliin kun joku suuttui Kolkille soimasi hän häntä tavallisesti ainakin takapuolella  velkakirjoilla mutta Kolkki ei tuommoisistamielestänsä tuhmista puheista ollut millänsäkään vaan antoi ne mennätoisesta korvasta sisälle ja toisesta ulos Kaikki kunniakkaat jatunnolliset ihmiset kunnioittivatkin Kolkkia kunnollisena jatunnollisena kansalaisena ja perheen isänä ja tuo oli enempi Kolkinmielestä kuin tuhmien ihmisien parjaaminen ihan viattoman asian tähdenLyhyen kuvauksemme täydentämiseksi ja lopulliseksi selitykseksisaatamme sanoa että Kolkki oli uuden ajan oli edistyspuolueen miehiäsanan täydellisessä merkityksessä ja siitä selvästä syystä oli hänenväkensä myös henkisissä riennoissa eteenpäin pyrkiviäKirrilä oli suora vastakohta Kolkkilalle sekä ulkonaisissa ettäsisällisissä suhteissa Kirri oli isältään perinyt talon velattomana javieläpä valmiita rahojakin Kirrilän isäntäväki oli niin kitsasta javisua laatua että siinä oli työ tuska jos he raskivat oikeensyödään Emäntä oli niin saita ja visu ettei hän raskinut sormeaannuolasta kun hän maitoastioitaan kuoriessa sormellaan pyyhki viimeisiäpäällisen hituleita kermapönttöön vaan hänellä oli leipäsiivuja ainavaralla joihin hän pyyhki sormensa sitten hän pirosteli hienoa suolaatuon voiteluksensa päälle ja antoi ne sitten lapsillensa voileivännimelläIsäntä taas oli niin saita ettei hän koskaan olisi raskinut maksaatyömiehille palkkaa jonka he kyllä olivat kovalla työnteollansaansainneet Jokaisen työmiehen palkan maksun aikana oli Kirrillä riitaaja kinaa työmiestensä kanssa ja kun hän lopen ei pääsnyt puuhun eikäpitkään vaan hänen täytyi kun täytyikin maksaa tavallinen maassakulkeva palkka vannoi hän tavallisesti silloin ettei hän kuunaherran valkeana ota enään työhönsä noin korkean palkan ottajaa Tuonvalansa vannoi hän joka työmiehelle jolle hän vaan palkkaa maksoimutta tuo vala ei kumminkaan pitänyt paikkaansa siitä pienestä jayksinkertaisesta syystä kun hän kumminkin tarvitsi työmiestä useinVaikka hänellä oli rahoja lainoissa oli hänellä kuitenkin niin huonotja ketuset talouden kapineet ja muut työkalut että hän näytti paremminköyhältä kuin rikkaalta eläjältä hän näytti varojensa keskelläkärsivän puutosta Hän selaili melkeen joka päivä velkakirjojansa jalaski lukua päässään kuinka paljon ne kasvua tuottivat ja tuossajokaaikaisessa työssään oli hän niin varttunut rahojen kasvun laskuunettei sitä laskumiestä ollut joka olisi hänen saanut penninkäänhäpeään Kun joku velallinen maksoi Kirrille velkaansa oli hänellä jokasvu pennin päälle tiedossa ennenkun he kerkesivät kirjoitusmiehenluoksikaan Erään kerran maksoi joku hänelle velkaansa ja kirjoitusmieslaski ja sanoi kuinka monen vuoden kuukauden ja päivän vanhavelkakirja oli Kirri pyörähti heti laskumieheen päin ja kysyihätäisesti entäs tämä päivä Asian selittäjänä oli vanha ja vakanenseurakunnan kanttori Hän otti nuuskatousansa esille otti siitäjuhlallisesti hyppysellisen nuuskaa ja veti sen hyvin miettiväisennäköisenä nokkaansa Sitten kääntyi hän Kirrin puoleen ja sanoikuinka minä tämän päivän ottaisin lukuun jota ei vielä oleelettykään Kirri kiepsahti heti velkamieheen päin ja kysäsi teinkömies väärin kun helpotin yhden päivän kasvun  Semmoinenhan seKirri oli Tuon vähäisen käsiinsä kiertyneen mammonan vuoksikatsoivat Kirrilän isäntäväki kaikki ne ihmiset ylön joilla ei ollutrahoja lainassa ja niitä joilla oli vähänkään velkaa eivät hepitäneet ihmisinäkäänHeillä oli vaan kolme lasta jotka kaikki olivat poikia Silläajalla jolta kertomuksemme alkaa oli vanhin poika Martti jo silläijällä että hän oli jo kerran nainut mutta tuolla naimisella oliollut kova onni sillä hänen nuori vaimonsa oli kuollut jo toisenayhdessäolovuotena Tuo Martti oli isälleen ja äidilleen täysivastakohta Hän oli jo pienestä pitäin opinhaluinen ja pienenäpoikasena ollessaan käytti ja kärhensi hän niin kauvan isäänsä ettähänen täytyi ostaa pojalle lyijykynä Mutta tuota rahallista tappiotaanei Kirri tahtonut saada mielestänsä menemään moneen vuoteen Hänpaapotti ja nurisi myötänsä kuinka se raha meni aivan hukkaan jonkahän silloisessa tuhmuudessaan tuhlasi lyijykynän ostoon Mutta Marttiei ollut tuosta millänsäkään hän piti vaan saaliinsa ja piirteli jatähräsi vaan väliaikoina ja niin hän omin nokkinsa teki itsestänsäkirjoitusmiehen Ei hän isommaksi ja vanhemmaksi tultuansakaanheittänyt opin haluaan vaan hän hankki itsellensä hyödyllisiä kirjojaluki ja tutki niitä Usein sai Martti kuulla opin halunsa vuoksituhlarin ja laiskan nimeä sekä vanhemmiltansa että nuoremmiltaveljiltänsä jotka kumpikin vielä olivat poikasia sillä heidän jaMartin välillä olevat lapset olivat kuolleet Esko oli toisen ja Hannutoisen nuoremman veljen nimiKolkilla oli Aina niminen tytär kaunis ja siveä tyttö jota kylännuoriso piti isossa arvossa siveytensä ja kainoutensa tähden Hän olivasta viimeisinä vuosina kehkeentynyt ikääskun äkkiarvaamattaaikaiseksi ihmiseksi sillä hän oli vasta kahdeksannellatoistaikävuodellansa Kodin siveä elämä ja siellä oleva kirjasto olivat jopienestä pitäen pitäneet puhtaana hänen sydämensä ja vanhemmaksitultuansa rupesi kristillissiveellinen kasvatus kehittämään hänentarkkoja ja ymmärtäväisiä sielunlahjojansa Hänellä oli puhdasselkeä luja ja kaunis ääni ja hän oli oppinut paljon nuottien jälkeenlaulamaan kansallislauluja niitä lauloi Aina useinkin nuorison,45
+Produced by Nick Hodson of London EnglandOur Soldier Boy by George Manville Fenn________________________________________________________________________Well this certainly is a departure from the usual Fenn style  Suspenseas always there certainly is but the intended audience is much youngerthan his usual teenager oneThe date is the Peninsular War in PortugalA British family of merchants in Portugal are unaware of the intensityof the nearby fighting in the vicinity  They are at their country homeand go out for a few minutes leaving their eightyear old son with theservants  The French attack slay the servants and leave the childwith a severe injury to the headLater the 200th Fusiliers come by and the corporal sees the villa andgoes up there to see if he can get anything useful for his men to eatHe sees the slain servants and comes across the little boy whom hecarries back to his wife to see if she can bring him roundThe boy does recover becomes the mascot of the regiment and eventuallyafter a battle with the French heroically rescues the Colonel himselfThe boy comes to believe that the corporal and his wife are his realparentsMonths go by while the boy who does not have the faintest memory ofhis real father and mother becomes more and more the favourite of theRegiment  The Portuguese give a great party to celebrate the Britishvictory and at the Ball there are present the Trevors the real fatherand mother of the boy  There are touching scenes as recognition dawnsSo there is quite a lot of action for a short book________________________________________________________________________OUR SOLDIER BOY BY GEORGE MANVILLE FENNCHAPTER ONEYou Tom Jones let that potlid aloneIt was a big brownfaced woman who said that crossly and a bigroughlooking bugler in the uniform of the 200th Fusiliers with beltsbuttons and facings looking very clean and bright but the scarlet clothragged and stained from the rain and mud and sleeping in it anywhereoften without shelter who dropped the lid as if it were hot and shut inthe steam once more as the iron pot bubbled away where it hung fromthree sticks over a wood fireIt was in a lovely part of Portugal and the regiment was halting amongthe mountains after a long weary tramp fires had been lit for cookingand the men were lying and sitting about sleeping cleaning theirfirelocks pipeclaying their belts and trying to make themselves lookas smart as they could considering that they were all more or lessragged and torn after a fortnights tramp in all weathers in pursuit ofa portion of the French army which had been always a few hours aheadBut it was easy enough to follow their steps for everywhere they hadplundered and destroyed villages and pleasant homes were burned andblackened ruins cutup gardens and vineyards met the soldiers eyeswherever the enemy had beenThere had been a straggling little village by the side of the mountainstream where the 200th had halted at midday after their long marchunder a burning sun at a spot where there was plenty of fresh waterand it was the pot over one of these cooking fires whose lid Tom Joneshad lifted offOny wanted to smell what was for dinner he said  What have yougot Mother BeaneNever you mind  Rare ohs for meddlers and pumphandle sauce perhapsand look here you sir you come when we halt tonight and Ill mendsome of them rags  Youre a disgraceAint worse than the rest of the fellows said Tom grinning  TheColonels horse went down s mornOh dear dear cried the woman excitedly is he hurtBroke both his knees and bled ever soThe ColonelNowww  His horse  Colonel only went sliding down mong the stonesand ripped his jacket sleeve right upOh thats a blessing said the woman  You go to him when we campand say Mrs Corpral Beanes dooty and shes got a needle and silkready and may she mend his jacketAll right but you might tell us whats for dinnerWait and see  And why dont you go and forage about and see if youcant find a bit o fruit or some vegetablesTarnt no good  Old Frogsoups clears everythingYes said the woman with a sigh as she rearranged her battered oldstraw bonnet cocked up as if it were a hat and took off the old scarletuniform tail coat she wore over her very clean cotton gown before goingto the pot wooden spoon in hand to raise the lid and give the contentsa stir roundOh I say Mother Beane it does smell good  Whats in itShoulder o goat said the womanYah  Dont care much for goat said the boy  Arnt half so good asmuttonYou must take what you can get Tom  Two chickensWhy that they aint  I see em they was an old cock and hen as wechivied into that burnt house this mornin and Corpral shot one andMick Toole run his baynet through the other  Reglar stringiesNever mind  Im cooking em to make em taste like chicken and itstime they were all back to mess  Which way did my old man goClimbed up yonder  Said he knowed thered be a house up somewheresthereAnd why didnt you go with him sir said Mrs Corporal Beane  Mighthave found a melon or some orangesNot me grumbled the boy  Frenchies dont leave nothing hungrybeggars  Murdrin wermin  Wish we could ketch emAh so do I and it makes my heart bleed to see what we doAh but you wait a bit  We shall ketch em one o these daysYou wont  Youre too lazyThat I aint  Id ha gone foraging s morning and theres an oldboot nail made a hole in one foot and tothers all blistersOh my poor boy  And I havent finished that pair of stockings I wasknitting for you  Look here you go and sit down till the men comeback and bathe your feet in the streamDid said the boy with a chuckleAh  Where abouts  Not above where we,15
+Produced by Nick Hodson of London EnglandAdventures in Australia by WHG Kingston________________________________________________________________________A couple of young men go to Australia to stay awhile with the uncle ofone of them  While on the way up to the uncles station they meet withvarious adventuresDuring the book we are introduced to various of the animals ofAustralia the kookaburra the wombat the kangaroo the wallaby andmany others  We also meet with the aboriginal occupiers of the landFinding that they like the life in Australia the two young men decideto settle and they buy with the uncles assistance an area of land onwhich to create a stationThis is not a long book but it is amply illustrated Some of thedrawings are very nice indeedYou will enjoy this book and it makes a good audiobook________________________________________________________________________ADVENTURES IN AUSTRALIA BY WHG KINGSTONCHAPTER ONESome years ago two travellers mounted on wiry yet strong lookingsteeds were wending their way through a forest in Australia  They wereboth young and dressed much alike in broadbrimmed pith hats loose redshirts corduroy trousers and high boots with spursEach of them had stuck in his belt an axe a brace of pistols and along knife while at his back was slung a serviceablelooking rifleshowing that they were prepared to defend themselves should theyencounter any treacherous blacks a very possible contingency at thatperiod of the countrys historyThey were followed by an active native also mounted who led a horsecarrying their baggage  The scenery was not especially attractiveindeed so great was its sameness that alone they would have been utterlyunable to find their way  On either side rose tall stringybark andother gumtrees their curious and narrow leaves affording scarcely anyshelter from the rays of the almost vertical sun the huge white stemsfrom which the bark hung down in ragged masses giving them a weird anddreary aspect  Tracks there were but they branched now in onedirection now in the other and were more calculated to bewilder thetravellers than to guide them aright  Their mapfor being new arrivalsin the country they carried onetold them that they should soon reach abroad stream  They were now looking out eagerly for it wonderingwhether they should have to wade through it or should find a ferryboatready to take them and their animals acrossI may as well sayhaving thus begun after the fashion of a writerwhose pure and wholesome works I used heartily to enjoy in my boyhooddaysthat one of the travellers was myself Maurice Thurston and theother my brother Guy a year only my senior  We had lately lost ourfather with whose sanction we had settled some time before to come outto Australia and seek our fortunes  We our mother our two sistersand another brother had been left with a very limited income and Guyand I wishing to push our own fortunes and establish a home for therest of the family agreed that no time should be lost in carrying ourplan into execution  As soon therefore as our mothers affairs had beensettled we set sail from England and about two weeks before the day Iam describing arrived in Australia  We had not come entirely on awildgoose chase  A cousin of our fathers Mr Oliver Strong had longbeen settled in the country and had replied to an application made tohim some time before by our father saying that he should be happy toreceive us and put us in the way of doing well for ourselves if we weresober steady strong active willing fellows with heads on ourshoulders and without any fine gentleman notionsWe were now making our way toward his station some hundred miles in theinterior  Though we had not ridden far from our camping place theintense heat of the sun made us feel very thirsty and sympathise withour horses which must have been equally so thus we were anxious as soonas possible to reach the river where we hoped to find an abundance ofwaterFrom our black guide we could not obtain much information for althoughwe were well assured that he spoke English when we engaged him we foundthat it was of a character which would take us some time to learnHowever he understood us better than we did him though we had to putquestions in all sorts of ways and repeat them over and over again  Wethen had to puzzle out his replies not always arriving at asatisfactory conclusionGuy frequently stood up in his stirrups and looked ahead hoping tocatch the sheen of water  At last we began to have some uncomfortablesuspicions that although our black attendant professed to know the wayhe had managed to lose ita circumstance not at all unlikely to occurand that we were wandering far out of our proper course  Though the sunwas of some assistance yet we might be going too much to the north ortoo much to the west and might pass a long way off from the stationwhich we wished to reach  All we could do therefore was to exert ourwits and should we have got out of the direct path to try and findit  At length the foliage before us became somewhat thicker but nosign of water did we see  We were riding on when a loud cry reached ourearsTheres some one in distress  I exclaimedI fear that you are right we must find out answered GuyWe were urging on our horses when a peal of mocking laughter seemed tocome from the wood close to usWhat can that be  I asked some natives who want to frighten us oran unfortunate maniacThe shout of laughter was repeatedHim one jackass observed our guide TobyJackass  What can the fellow mean cried GuyThen looking up we discovered a large bird not far off who was evidentlyuttering the extraordinary sound we heard  It was as Toby told us alaughingjackass or a gigantic kingfisher  So ridiculous were thesounds that we could not help laughing tooPresently a number of cockatoos rising with loud screams just beforeus flew over,10
+Produced by Nick Hodson of London EnglandAfar in the Forest by WHG Kingston________________________________________________________________________This is not a long book but is very much in the Kingston style thatis the style he employs when writing about landbased adventures asopposed to seabased onesIt is quite difficult to follow who is who in this story and why theyare doing what they do I suggest that you use a pen and paper to jotdown peoples names as and when they make their appearanceBut there are some surprises regarding who is related to whom a devicewhich Kingston uses quite often________________________________________________________________________AFAR IN THE FOREST BY WHG KINGSTONCHAPTER ONEOUR HABITATION IN THE FORESTMY SHARE OF THE SPOILS OF THE DAYSCHASEUNCLE MARK COMMENCES HIS NARRATIVEWHY MY UNCLES DECIDED TOEMIGRATELANDING IN SAFETY THEY START UP COUNTRYTHEIR MEETING WITHSIMON YEARSLEY AN OLD SETTLERTHE SETTLEMENT IS FOUND IN RUINSLILYAND I RESCUEDUNCLE MARK PROMISES TO RESUME HIS NARRATIVE ON THE FIRSTOPPORTUNITYMY LOVE OF NATURAL HISTORYUNCLE MARK CONTINUES HISNARRATIVEYEARSLEY GOES IN PURSUIT OF THE INDIANSTHE BURIAL OF LILYSMOTHERTHE RETURN TO THE WAGGONTHEY REACH THE NEAREST SETTLEMENTALARM OF THE SETTLERS UPON HEARING OF THE OUTRAGE COMMITTED BY THEINDIANSUNCLE STEPHENS MARRIAGECONCLUSION OF UNCLE MARKSNARRATIVELILY AND I GO BERRYINGWE ARE ATTACKED BY A WOLFKEPENAUSAVES OUR LIVESHIS PRESENT OF VENISON TO AUNT HANNAHKEPENAUS BELIEFIN THE GOODNESS OF THE GREAT SPIRITTHE INDIANS ADVICEIs Lily not Uncle Stephens daughter then  I askedThe question was put to my uncle Mark Tregellis whom I found seated infront of our hut as I returned one evening from a hunting excursionithaving been my duty that day to go out in search of game for our larderUncle Mark had just come in from his days work which had been that offelling the tall trees surrounding our habitation  He and I togetherhad cleared an acre and a half since we came to our new locationIt was a wild region in which we had fixed ourselves  Dark forests wereon every side of us  To the north and the east was the great chain oflakes which extend a third of the way across North America  Numberlessmountainranges rose in the distance with intervening heightssomerugged and precipitous others clothed to their summits with vegetationNumerous rivers and streams ran through the country one of which onwhose banks we purposed building our future abode passed close to ourhut  Besides the features I have described there were waterfalls andrapids deep valleys and narrow gorges penetrating amid the hills whileto the southwest could be seen from the higher ground near us thewide prairie extending away far beyond human ken  Wild indeed it wasfor not a single habitation of white men was to be found to thewestward and on the other side beyond the newlyformed settlement inwhich Uncle Stephen resided but few cottages or huts of the hardypioneers of civilisationand these scattered only here and thereexisted for a hundred miles or moreUncle Mark having lighted the fire and put the pot on to boil hadthrown himself down on the ground in front of the hut with his back tothe wall and was busy contemplating the dark pines which towered upbefore him and calculating how long it would take with his sharp axeto fell themI had brought home a haunch of venison as my share of the spoils of thechase in which I had joined Uncle Stephen and it was in consequenceof a remark made by him while we were out hunting that I had somewhateagerly asked at Uncle Mark the question with which this story opensNo Lily is not Stephens daughternor even related to him heanswered  But we will cut some steaks off that haunch and broil themand while we are discussing our supper I will tell you all about thematterThe slices of venison and flourcakes baked on the fire were soonready and seated at the door of our hut with a fire burning before usto keep off the mosquitoes we commenced our repast when I reminded myuncle of his promiseIt is a good many years ago but even now it is painful to think ofthose days he began  We came from Cornwall in the old countrywhere your Uncle Stephen your mother and I were born  She had marriedyour father Michael Penrose however and had emigrated to Americawhen we were mere boys and we were just out of our apprenticeshipStephen as a blacksmith and I as a carpenter when we received a letterfrom your father and mother inviting us to join them in America andsetting forth the advantages to be obtained in the new country  We werenot long in making up our minds to accept the invitation and in thespring of the next year we crossed the sea with well nigh three hundredother emigrantssome going out to relatives and friends others benton seeking their fortunes trusting alone to their own strong arms anddetermined will for successWe found on landing that we had a journey of some hundred milesbefore us part of which could be performed in boats up the rivers butthe greater portion was along corduroy roads through dark forestsand over mountains and plains  Our brotherinlaw a bold determinedperson had turned backwoodsman and uniting himself with a party ofhardy fellows of similar tastes had pushed on in advance of the oldsettlers far to the westward in spite of the difficulties of obtainingstores and provisions and the dangers they knew they must encounterfrom hostile Indians whose territories they were invading  We did nothowever think much of these things and liked the idea of being aheadas it seemed to us of others  The forest was before us  We were towin our way through it and establish a home for ourselves and ourfamiliesWe had been travelling on for a couple of weeks or so following thedirections your father had given us in order to find his new locationbut greatly in doubt as to whether we were going right when we werefortunate enough to fall in with a settler who knew him and who wasreturning with a waggon and team  He readily undertook,13
+Produced by Ted Garvin Martin Pettit and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetFIGURES OF SEVERAL CENTURIESBYARTHUR SYMONSLONDONCONSTABLE AND COMPANY LTD1917_First published December 1916__Reprinted January June 1917_TOJOSEPH CONRADWITH A FRIENDS ADMIRATIONCONTENTS                                                                 PAGESAINT AUGUSTINE                                                     1CHARLES LAMB                                                       13VILLON                                                             37CASANOVA AT DUX                                                    41JOHN DONNE                                                         80EMILY BRONTË                                                      109EDGAR ALLAN POE                                                   115THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES                                             122GUSTAVE FLAUBERT                                                  130GEORGE MEREDITH AS A POET                                         141ALGERNON CHARLES SWINBURNE                                        153DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI                                            201A NOTE ON THE GENIUS OF THOMAS HARDY                              207LÉON CLADEL                                                       216HENRIK IBSEN                                                      222JORISKARL HUYSMANS                                               268TWO SYMBOLISTS                                                    300CHARLES BAUDELAIRE,37
+Produced by Carlo Traverso Claudio Paganelli and theOnline Distributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetThis file was produced from images generously madeavailable by Biblioteca Nazionale Braidense  Milano  MATILDE SERAO  LInfedele  MILANO  DITTA EDITRICE BRIGOLA  DI E BRIGOLA E G MARCO  Via Annunciata N 6  M DCCC XCVII  Proprietà Letteraria  171597Milano Tipografia Capriolo e MassiminoLinfedeleITre sono i personaggi di questa istoria damore Paolo Herz LuisaCima e Chérie Malgrado il suo cognome tedesco Paolo Herz è italianodi madre e di padre italiani delle provincie meridionali Veramentenon è inutile aggiungere che lavo paterno di Paolo era tedescoQuesto nonno aveva lasciato la Germania in piccolissima età emigrandoin Italia qui era cresciuto aveva lavorato ad accrescere la sostanzafamigliare e il decoro del nome Herz qui si era ammogliato con unaitaliana e aveva procreato dei figli Così i legami con la patria diorigine almeno quelli esteriori si eran venuti col tempo con lalontananza rallentando e poi più tardi sciogliendosi tanto che gliHerz sembrava non conservassero più nessuna traccia nordica neltemperamento e nel caratterePaolo Herz ha trentasei anni è alto forte elegante sebbene per glianni e per la vita di piaceri trascorsa sia in lui più evidenteleleganza che la forza ha il volto pallido ma sano e sotto ilpallore è diffusa una lieve tinta ambrata emblema del mezzogiorno oveegli nacque i capelli tagliati molto corti e che formano delle puntenaturali sulla fronte e sulle tempia ha i mustacchi soltantocastani che lasciano intravvedere una bocca ancora fresca mentreintorno agli occhi già manca la freschezza Paolo Herz ha unafisonomia tranquilla e quasi immota certe volte ma questa immobilitànon è lassenza della vitalità nè quel ritiro dellespressionefaciale che lascia le linee come morte È piuttosto un riposodignitoso del viso che esprime chiaramente il silenzio e lameditazione dellanima una pacatezza nobile e pensosa che pare piùadatta al suo genere di bellezza virile e che maggiormente gli attiralamore delle donne e lamicizia degli uomini Forse senza che eglineppure ne abbia sentore in quei periodi di pace del volto rinascein lui lantica avita conscienza germanica fatta di speculazionispirituali di contemplazioni pure e poetiche In quei momenti PaoloHerz è bello le donne spesso gli hanno imposto di tacere e dipensare quando era accanto a loro Sovra tutto non lo vogliono vedersoffrire le sue peggiori giornate come estetica sono quelle in cuiper un puntiglio non vinto per un capriccio non soddisfatto per unadelusione inaspettata per un immeritato dolore tutta la suafisonomia si decompone quasi luomo toccasse le soglie della morteEgli non può soffrire egli non sa soffrire quando soffre è bruttoè antipatico è talvolta odioso Il suo volto bruno diventatoterreo i suoi occhi come velati da una nebbia torbida le rughe chesi moltiplicano intorno agli occhi le guancie sparute che fan pareregrosso il naso le pieghe accanto alla bocca mostrano un Paolo Herztutto diverso senza energia morale senza forza fisica inetto aldolore abbattuto dal patimento e non destante alcuna compassionePerò bisogna dirlo pochi uomini lo hanno veduto soffrire e una soladonna Per lo più quando è infelice e non regge ad essere infeliceegli fugge e si nasconde non si sa dovePaolo Herz è libero Egli ha perduto sua madre essendo ancoragiovanissimo un orfanello di sedici anni Dopo nove anni avendonePaolo venticinque gli è morto il padre Da undici anni quindi egliè solo nella vita ha lontani parenti che poco conosce e non vedemai ha qualche amico buono ma lamicizia loro non è nè profonda nèesclusiva Egli ha amato più sua madre che suo padre mentre è statoamato moltissimo da ambedue come figliuolo unico La morte di suamadre sparita assai giovane e bella ha colpito ladolescenza diPaolo di un dolor folle con lunghe crisi nervose e intervallipaurosi di stupefazione in cui è parso naufragasse la sua salute eforse la sua ragione suo padre ha dovuto condurlo a fare unlunghissimo viaggio di due anni nei paesi più lontani ma ilfigliuolo calmato limpeto angoscioso ha conservato un rimpiantoinconsolabile la nostalgia di quel fido seno materno su cuiappoggiava così volentieri il capo A Paolo Herz è restatodalladorazione per sua madre una invincibile inclinazione a tutte ledelicatezze muliebri un bisogno di tenerezza quasi morboso undesiderio di blande e innocenti carezze una necessità di chinare latesta sovra un petto femminile e di udire un cuore tenuementepalpitare sotto il suo orecchio Malgrado questo Paolo Herz come sisupponeva dovesse fare non ha preso moglie Una sola volta nel suosegreto ha avuto lidea di sposare una fanciulla intelligente eaffettuosa ma al momento di parlare ha esitato dolendogli dilasciare una libertà tanto piacevole a un giovane poi la vita lo hacondotto altrove La creatura prescelta intimamente dallanima sua haavuto qualche vago presentimento di questa probabile elezione haatteso lungamente e vanamente il segno reale ma ha finito perstancarsi e ha dato il suo cuore e la sua vita ad altri Paolo Herz sadi aver perduto per sempre loccasione di essere onestamente felicema il suo rammarico non è nè acuto nè grande nè continuo Invece lalibertà di cui dispone ampiamente è una delle maggiori gioie dellasua esistenza nè egli commette lerrore di gusto di lagnarsi maidelle ore solinghe mai egli invoca borghesemente le dolcezzefamiliari nella sua vita Forse nel matrimonio più perfetto con lapersona che più egli aveva sognata di far sua egli ha sempre temutoun misterioso pericoloPaolo Herz è ricco Egli ha avuto da suo padre e da sua madre unamagnifica fortuna senza impicci senza noie perfettamente liquidadenaro e denaro cioè In verità egli ne ha mangiato una partevivendo cioè amando viaggiando giuocando spendendo il suo denaroin piaceri alti mediocri e anche qualche volta bassi non prodigogeneroso A trentaquattro anni rimane ancora ricco mentre ha giàpercorso una metà del mondo mentre ha già esaurito le tre o quattrofollie costose della giovinezza e della età meno giovane mentre hagià quasi toccato il fondo e anche assaporato un po la feccia di quelprogramma di lusso di godimenti di squisite ed estreme raffinatezzeche fa fremere ogni temperamento nobile e ardente Egli non è dopotutto questo nè un vizioso nè uno scettico in fatto di sensazioniumane Ha avuto del gusto un vivacissimo,65
+Produced by Al HainesMary Powell  Deborahs DiarybyAnne Manning  A tale which holdeth children from play   old men from the chimney corner      Sir Philip SidneyLondon published by J M Dent  Coand in New York by E P Dutton  Co1908INTRODUCTIONIn the Valhalla of English literature Anne Manning is sure of a littleand safe place  Her studies of great men in which her imaginationfills in the hiatus which history has left are not only literature inthemselves but they are a service to literature it is quiteconceivable that the ordinary reader with no very keen _flair_ forpoetry will realise John Milton and appraise him more highly havingread _Mary Powell_ and its sequel _Deborahs Diary_ than having read_Paradise Lost_  In _The Household of Sir Thomas More_ she had forhero one of the most charming whimsical lovable heroical men Godever created by the creation of whose like He puts to shame all thatmen may accomplish in their literature  In John Milton whose firstwife Mary Powell was Miss Manning has a hero who though a supremepoet was gey ill to live with and it is a triumph of her art thatshe makes us compunctious for the great poet even while we appreciatethe difficulties that fell to the lot of his womenkind  John Miltona Parliament man and a Puritan married at the age of thirtyfour MaryPowell a seventeenyearold girl the daughter of an Oxfordshiresquire who with his family was devoted to the King  It was at oneof the bitterest moments of the conflict between King and Parliamentand it was a complication in the affair of the marriage that MaryPowells father was in debt five hundred pounds to Milton  Themarriage took place  Milton and his young wife set up housekeeping inlodgings in Aldersgate Street over against St Brides Churchyard avery different place indeed from Forest Hill Shotover by Oxford MaryPowells dear country home  They were together barely a month whenMary Powell on report of her fathers illness had leave to revisithim being given permission to absent herself from her husbands sidefrom midAugust till Michaelmas  She did not return at Michaelmas norfor some two years was there a reconciliation between the bride andgroom of a month  During those two years Milton published hispamphlet _On the Doctrine and Discipline of Divorce_ begun while hisfewweeksold bride was still with him  In this pamphlet he stateswith violence his opinion that a husband should be permitted to putaway his wife for lack of a fit and matchable conversation whichwould point to very slender agreement between the girl of seventeen andthe poet of thirtyfour  This was that Mary Powell who afterwardsbore him four children who died in childbirth with the youngestDeborah of the _Diary_ and who is consecrated in one of theloveliest and most poignant of English sonnets  Methought I saw my lateespouséd Saint    Brought to me like Alkestis from the grave    Whom Joves great son to her glad husband gave    Rescued from death by force though pale and faint  Mine as whom washed from spot of childbed taint    Purification in the Old Law did save    And such as yet once more I trust to have    Full sight of her in Heaven without restraint  Came vested all in white pure as her mind    Her face was veiled yet to my fancied sight    Love sweetness goodness in her person shinedSo clear as in no face with more delight  But oh as to embrace me she inclined  I waked she fled and Day brought back my NightIt is a far cry from the woman so enshrined to the child of seventeenyears who was without fit and matchable conversation for herirritable intolerant poethusbandA good many serious writers have conjectured and wondered over thislittle tragedy of Miltons young married life but since all must needsbe conjecture one is obliged to say that Miss Manning with her gift ofdelicate imagination and exquisite writing has conjectured moreexcellently than the historians  She does not play the sedulous apeto Milton or Mary Powell but if one could imagine a gentle and tenderBoswell to these two then Miss Manning has well proved her aptitudefor the place  Of Mary Powell she has made a charming creature  Thediary of Mary Powell is full of sweet country smells and sights andsounds  Mary Powell herself is as sweet as her flowers frank honestloving and tender  Her diary catches for us all the enchantment of anold garden we hear Mary Powells bees buzz in the mignonette andlavender we see her pleached garden alleys we loiter with her on thebowlinggreen by the fish ponds in the stillroom the dairy and thepantry  The smell of aromatic box on a hot summer of long ago is inour nostrils  We realise all the personagesthe impulsive hotheadedfather the domineering indiscreet mother the cousin Rose Agnew andher parson husband little Kate and Robin of the Royalist householdaswell as John Milton and his father and the two nephews to whom thepoet was tutorand a hard tutor  Miss Mannings delightful humourcomes out in the two pragmatical little boys  But Mary herselfdominates the picture  She is so much a thing of the country ofgardens and fields that perforce one is reminded of Sir ThomasOverburys _Fair and Happy Milkmaid_She doth all things with so sweet a grace it seems ignorance will notsuffer her to do ill being her mind is to do well     The gardenand beehive are all her physic and chirugery and she lives the longerfor it  She dares go alone and unfold sheep in the night and fears nomanner of ill because she means none yet to say truth she is neveralone for she is still accompanied by old songs honest thoughts andprayers but short ones,0
+Produced by Nick Hodson of London EnglandThe Three Admirals Life in the Royal Navy in the 1860s By WHGKingston________________________________________________________________________This is the fourth in Kingstons tetralogy that begins with The ThreeMidshipmen and ends with The Three Admirals  These books were amongthe first written by Kingston and were published serially in weeklymagazines  Kingstons reputation was made by these books that firstappeared about 1860 and dealt with an officers life in the Navy atabout that timeBy an extraordinary coincidence the three young men who had met asmidshipmen get postings that enable them to keep their friendships liveeven when they are Admirals  Another old friend is Admiral Triton whois now dead and buries on the Isle of Wight but they get to visit hisgraveThis is actually quite a long book but it is full of adventures andyou will love it as much as you loved its predecessors________________________________________________________________________THE THREE ADMIRALS LIFE IN THE ROYAL NAVY IN THE 1860s BY WHGKINGSTONCHAPTER ONETHE DRAGON OFF THE BONINSA CONVERSATION BETWEEN TOM ROGERS AND ARCHIEGORDONGERALD DESMOND ON THE SICKLISTTHREATENINGS OF A TYPHOONITSTRIKES THE SHIPSHE RUNS BEFORE ITTHE SHIP HOVE TOTHE BOWSPRITCARRIED AWAYA MARINE WILLOTHEWISPENTER A BAY IN ONE OF THE BONINISLANDSTOM GERALD AND BILLY GET LEAVE TO VISIT THE SHOREABEAUTIFUL CAVERNLAND ON THE ISLANDTHEIR DISCOVERIESFISHINGINTERRUPTED BY SHARKSA PICNICBOAT DRIFTS AWAY FROM THE SHORETOMSWIMS OFFNARROW ESCAPE FROM A SHARKSEE THE SHIP IN THE OFFINGPULLAFTER HERA HURRICANE COMING ONFEARFUL DANGER WHEN REENTERING THEHARBOURHer Majestys corvette _Dragon_ lately commanded by our old friend JackRogers who had been superseded by Commander Rawson was on her passageacross the wide Pacific bound for Esquimault harbour VancouversIsland from Japan to which she had been sent with despatchesThe wind being fair the screw was at rest and she was under all saillooking as trim and taunt a little manofwar as a sailors heart coulddesire  Her stay in Japan had been short so that no leave had beengranted and even the officers had seen little of the country andpeople though as they hoped to return before long that did not muchmatter  As it was of no great importance that the _Dragon_ should soonget back to Vancouvers Island Commander Rawson had received directionsto visit the Ladrone Islands somewhat to the southward of his coursein order to obtain particulars of an outrage said to have beencommitted on an English subject by some of the mongrel inhabitants ofthose islands which have for some centuries belonged to SpainThe smooth sea shone brightly in the rays of the sun undimmed by cloudor mist  In all directions the snowy wings of sea fowl could be seennow dipping towards the ocean now rising into the blue ether showingthat land was at no great distance  As the wind was from the northwardthe air was cool though the shady side of the ship was generally soughtfor by the watch on deck except by a few whose heads seemed imperviousto the hot rays of a tropical sunTwo midshipmen were slowly pacing the port side of the quarterdeckwhere a few feet of shade afforded them shelter from the heat  The onea somewhat short wellknit lad with open countenance well tanned andblue laughing eyes his whole appearance giving promise of strength andactivity the other a tall youth with sandy hair and pleasant featureswell freckled  Though tall he was too well built to be called lankyand showed that he possessed both strength and activityI say Archie I do envy those fellows of the _Eolus_ going on toChina they will see all sorts of fun for the Celestials are sure notto give in in a hurry  The _Eoluses_ will have the same sort of workthat my brother Jack and your cousin Murray went through in the lastChinese war when they were midshipmenThe speaker was Tom Rogers the youngest brother of Captain Jack Rogershis companion was Archie Gordon Captain Alick Murrays cousinGerald was dreadfully cut up at not being able to remain on board the_Eolus_ and having instead to come back with us to return home butCaptain Adairs letter was peremptory and as the newspapers say Ihope that he will hear of something to his advantage  Gerald would havebeen better pleased had his uncle let him know why he was sent forHe has no great cause to complain seeing that the climate of China isnone of the most delectable and he would have run the risk of beingshot into the bargain observed Archie  I wish that I had the chanceof going home and finding myself the possessor of a tidy fortune with atitleBut then theres the honour and glory and the fun and the pigtailsto be captured and the loot and the chance of serving in a navalbrigade and seeing some work on shore just as the _Shannons_ peopledid in India with a fair prospect of promotion at the end of itIf a body happens not to be shot ye ken observed Archie who thoughevery bit as eager as Tom for the sort of work he described took apleasure in differing in opinion from him whenever he couldWe will not however bother poor Desmond about the subject until he iswell again said Tom  I really believe that he fell sick throughvexation though he was happy enough to be with us once moreHe is much better today remarked Archie and I hope by tomorrowthat the doctor will let him come on deck again although he may not befit for duty for a day or two moreMr Mildmay the first lieutenant who was officer of the watch pacedthe deck spyglass in hand now and then going on to the bridge andsweeping the horizon with his glass while he frequently called to thelookouts on the forecastle and foreyardarm to keep their eyes openJos Green the master was also continually there or else consultingthe chart in his cabin for that part of the ocean was comparativelylittle known and cruel reefs might exist not marked downThe first lieutenant and the master seem very fidgety remarked TomSo would we be I suspect if the responsibility of,2
+Produced by Nick Hodson of London EnglandSnow Shoes and Canoes The Early Days of a FurTrader in the Hudson BayTerritory by William H G Kingston________________________________________________________________________The basic storyline is that there is a fort in the Hudson Bay Territorythat needs some stores and materials to be sent to it from another fortabout 150 miles away  The journey could be done by canoe but there arenone available at this time  So a party of people are sent overland tofetch what is requiredThere are encounters with bears and other dangerous animals there aretimes when they are very hungry and very tired  They encounter bothfriendly and unfriendly Indians  They borrow canoes at one stage andhave wrecks in the mighty rapidsThere are strong overtones indicating that Kingston has read theauthentic books by Ballantyne who had worked in the Hudson Bay Companyand whose letters home had set off his literary career  But Kingstonhas a unique style of his own and he was good at research so he can beforgiven for using valuable authentic material to help him get his factsright and make his story credibleAbout 105 hours to read aloud________________________________________________________________________SNOW SHOES AND CANOES THE EARLY DAYS OF A FURTRADER IN THE HUDSON BAYTERRITORY BY WILLIAM H G KINGSTONCHAPTER ONEBLACK FORTTHE PACKHORSE TRAIN SETS OUTSANDY MCTAVISHS SAGACITYTHE NIGHTWATCHTHE TWO REDSKIN HORSETHIEVESA SNOWSTORMANUNCOMFORTABLE BED AND A TERRIBLE NIGHTMY DELIGHT AT FINDING MY HORSEALIVEWE OBTAIN SHELTER IN A WOODDESPERATE ENCOUNTER BETWEEN A LYNXAND AN EAGLE FOR THE POSSESSION OF A HARETHE HARE BECOMES MY PRIZETHE UNTIMELY APPEARANCE OF A WOLFThe short summer of the NorthWest Territory of British America theregion in which the events I am about to describe took place wasrapidly drawing to a closeI had been sent from Black Fort of which my elder brother Alick hadcharge with Sandy McTavish an old follower of our fathers and twoother men to bring up ammunition and other stores as a winter supplyfrom Fort Ross about 150 miles offa distance however of which wedid not think muchThe stores ought to have been brought up the greater part of the way bythe Saskatchewan but a canoe had been lost in ascending the rapids andno other was at that time to be procured to replace her  It becamenecessary therefore at all costs to transport the required stores byland  We had eight packhorses besides the four animals my companionsand I rodeWe were all well armed for though the Crees and other Indian tribes inthe northern part of the territory were generally friendly we mightpossibly encounter a party of Blackfeet on the wartrail who shouldthey find us unprepared would to a certainty attack us and endeavourto steal our horses and goods  We were but few in number for such anundertaking but no more men could be spared  Sandy however was ahost in himself  He thoroughly knew all the Indian ways and from hislong experience was well able to counteract themMany an evening while seated at our campfire or at the stove in thefort during winter has he beguiled the time with accounts of hishairbreadth escapes and desperate encounters with the redskins  He hadno enmity towards them notwithstanding the attempts they had made onhis lifeThey were but following the instincts of their savage natures he usedto observe and they were not ower weel pleased with the white men forhunting in the country which they call theirs though it must be allowedthey dinna make gude use of itSandy was as humane as he was brave and I am very sure he never tookthe life of an Indian if he could avoid doing so with due regard to hisown safety  He had come out from Scotland when a mere boy with ourfather who was at that time a clerk in the Hudsons Bay Company butwho had ultimately risen to be a chief factor and was the leader inmany of the adventurous expeditions which were made in those days  Hewas noted for being a dead shot and a firstrate hunter whether ofbuffalo elk or grizzly bear  Sandy had followed him in all hisexpeditions and took the greatest delight in describing them to usHaving remained at Fort Ross a couple of days to rest our beasts andprepare the packages for transport we set out Sandy and I leading andthe two men Pat Casey and Pierre Lacrosse following in the rear withthe baggage animalsWe travelled at the rate of about twentyfive miles each day  Thatdistance being accomplished we encamped at night under shelter of agrove of poplars or willows we being glad of the protection theyafforded for although the weather was fine the wind had begun to blowsomewhat coldOur beasts having been unloaded were hobbled near at hand the goodsbeing piled up so as to form a breastwork in case of an attack  Fuel tolast the night had then to be collected when the fire was lighted andthe pot put on to boilSupper being ready we sat round our fire to discuss it with goodappetites  We then after a chat for half an hour or so drawing ourbuffalorobes over us with our saddles for pillows lay down to restour feet turned towards the fire  One of us however always remainedon guard to watch the horses and to give warning should any BlackfeetIndians or prowling wolves draw near our encampmentWe did not believe that we had much to fear from either one or theother  The Blackfeet seldom ventured so far north into the territory oftheir hereditary enemies the Crees and should any wolves approach thehorses would be sure to make their way up to the camp for protectionThe two hours watch which each of us took in turn made us sleep thesounder for the remainder of the time  We were all too well inured tothe sort of life to think it any hardship  Just before dawn the lastman on watch roused up the rest of us  The ashes were raked togetherfresh sticks put on the water boiled for the,10
+Produced by Robert Cicconetti Louise Pryor and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetTranscribers note This etext was produced from Worlds of If November1961 Extensive research did not uncover any evidence that the UScopyright on this publication was renewed     Groverzb knew what he wantedpeace and quiet He was willing to     scream his head off for itQUIET PLEASEBy KEVIN SCOTTThe big man eased the piano off his back and stood looking at GroverzbYou aint gonna like it here He mopped his face Boy will I ever beglad to get off this cockeyed planetGroverzb pushed at his spectacles sniffed and said QuiteThe big man said Aint no native here over three feet tall And theygot some crazy kind of communication They dont talkGroverzb said QuietUhPrecisely why I am here I said Groverzb sniffing again loatheconversationOh Well He leftAlone Groverzb surveyed his realm The house was the shell of what hadformerly been a Little People apartment building Ceilings floors andwalls had been removed to form one large room The tiny doors andwindows had been sealed and a single window and door had been cut intothe shell for Groverzbs use Crude but serviceableGroverzb walked to the window and looked down the slope Little Peoplebuildings dotted the landscape and the people themselves scurriedsilently about Yes thought Groverzb it would do nicely He hadbrought an adequate foodtablet supply He would finish without thedistraction of voices his beautiful concerto He would return to Earthfamous and happyArmed with paper and pencils he went to the piano having decided toenlarge upon the theme in the second movement His mind knew exactly howthe passage should run and he swiftly covered the paper with sharpangular notes Then he triumphantly lifted his hands and began to playwhat he had writtenHe jerked back from the keyboard his hair on end his teeth on edgehis ears screaming with the mass of sounds he had produced He looked athis hands peered at the score adjusted his spectacles and tried againIm tired he thought recoiling in horror from the racket A foodtablet and a nap will remedy the situation                                   When he awoke Groverzb walked to the window refreshed A violet glowhad replaced the harsh yellow light of day At the foot of the slopethe Little People dashed to and fro but no voice broke the peacefulquiet of the eveningWith a sigh of satisfaction Groverzb went to the piano Gently hestruck the keys Blatant jumbled noise filled the roomBreathing hard Groverzb rose and gingerly lifted the spinets lid Nonothing amiss there Good felts free hammers solid soundingboardmust be out of tuneGroverzb closed the lid sat down and struck a single note A cleartone sang out He moved chromatically up and down the scale Definitelynot out of tuneHe shifted the score glanced uneasily at the keys and began to playDiscord immediately pierced his eardrumsHe clapped his hands over his ears and leaped wildly from the pianobench The trip he decided frantically It must have affected myhearingHe flung himself from the house and down the slope The Little Peoplescattered staring He charged into the administration building andclutched the lapels of a uniformed officialA doctor he gasped Now This minuteThe official raised his eyebrows and removed Groverzbs hands withdistasteIts a little late in the day he drawled but maybe the doc up onthe top floorGroverzb flew up the stairs and into the doctors office The doctorsface lit upA patient he exclaimed Capital What seems to be the trouble Foodpoisoning Shouldnt eat the food here Garbage Appendix HeartattackStop talking you idiot its my earsObviously disappointed the doctor nevertheless poked and peered atGroverzbs earsNo he said finally A trifle big yes But nothing wrong with themYoure sureAbsolutely A pity Im getting a bit rustyWith a groan Groverzb staggered out of the building back through townand up the slope to his house Seating himself firmly on the bench hebegan to playHe shuddered The noise was abominableSuddenly his door burst open and a crowd of Little People rushed inThey pulled him off the bench and slapped angrily at his hands Thenwith cutters they attacked the pianoHere stop that Groverzb screeched What do you think youre doingThe Little People pushed and dragged him out of the house down theslope through the town and into the launching bowl at the spacestripThe launching agent took one look and yelled Get the interpreter Onthe doubleThe interpreter ran up and whipped something from his pocket It lookedlike a miniature piano skeleton He tripped a hammer There was a fainttinkle Instantly one of the Little People produced a single miniaturehammer and tapped it rapidly against his skull The interpreter trippedanother hammer A second little one responded                                   Suddenly one of the Little People ran over and tripped all theinterpreters hammers simultaneously The Little People wincedOh said the interpreter Well its their planet He hustledGroverzb out to a freight ship that was warming up for takeoffIs everyone insane Groverzb croaked I demand to know what this isall aboutThe interpreter shoved Groverzb into the shipThey say you talk too much he yelled as he slammed the doorENDEnd of the Project Gutenberg EBook of Quiet Please by Kevin Scott,9
+Produced by David Newman Sigal Alon Chuck Greif and theOnline Distributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet     SPIRIT AND MUSIC    _By the same Author_    NERVE CONTROL    SELF TRAINING    A BOOK OF AUTOSUGGESTIONS    THE INFLUENCE OF THOUGHT    A MANUAL OF HYPNOTISM    THE HIDDEN SELF    POINTS ON PRACTISINGSpirit and MusicBYH ERNEST HUNTAuthor of Nerve Control Self Training c cLecturer in Psychology at the Training School forMusic Teachers The Metropolitan Academy ofMusic The Kensington School of Music cLondonLONDONKEGAN PAUL TRENCH TRUBNER  CO LTDJ CURWEN  SONS LTDNEW YORK E P DUTTON  CO1922Printed in Great Britain by St Stephens Printing Works BristolCONTENTSCHAPI THE SPIRIT OF MUSICII THE PLACE OF MUSIC IN LIFEIII THE EXPRESSION OF LIFEIV SPIRIT A LIVING FACTV THE CONDITIONS OF INSPIRATIONVI THE INTERPRETERVII THE TEACHERVIII THE SOUL OF SONGIX MUSIC AND EDUCATIONX THE ARTISTIC TEMPERAMENTXI PURE MUSICXII THE PURPOSE OF ARTSPIRIT AND MUSICCHAPTER ITHE SPIRIT OF MUSICArt is the Manifestation of the Spiritual by means of theMaterialNewlandsmithMusic is a part of life It is not merely an accomplishment or a hobbynor yet a means of relaxation from the strenuous business of earning aliving It is not an addendum or an excrescence it is an actual part ofthe fabric of life itself The object of these pages will be to show howclosely Music and indeed Art in general has woven itself into thepattern of our lives and how intimately it may influence and fashionthe designThe structural basis of Music is vibration Sound comes to us in theguise of airwaves which impinge upon the drum of the ear Thenerveimpulse thus aroused is conveyed to the brain and theretranslated into sound Strictly speaking there is thus no sound untilthe brain translates the message while if the machinery of the ear betoo dull to answer to the vibration the sound simply does not exist forus Beyond doubt the world is full of sounds that we cannot hear and ofsights that we never see for of the whole range of vibration our sensespermit us to garner but the veriest fragmenta few notes here of soundand a brief range there of sight out of the whole vast scale of vibrantNatureThere are sounds which are musical and others that are raucous and merenoise The difference lies in the fact that harsh sounds are compoundedof irregular vibrations while the essence of Music is that its wavesare rhythmic and follow each other in ordered swing Rhythm is thus theprimary manifestation of Music but equally so it is the basiccharacteristic of everything in life We learn that in Nature there isnothing still and inert but that everything is in incessant motionThere is no such thing as solid matter The man of Science resolvedmatter into atoms and now these atoms themselves are found to be asminiature universes Round a central sun termed a Proton whirl anumber of electrons in rhythmic motion and incessant swing And theseelectrons and protonswhat are they Something in the nature of chargesof electricity positive and negative So where is now ourseemingsolid matterWhen this knowledge informs our outlook we see that all that livesmoves and even that which never seems to move lives also in continualrhythm and response The eternal hills are vibrant to the eye ofscience and the very stones are pulsing with the joy of life Thecountryside sings and there is the beat of rhythm not merely in ourhearts but in every particle of our body Stillness is a delusion andimmobility a fiction of the senses Life is movement and activity andrigidity and stiffness come more near to what we understand as deathYet even in death there is no stillness there is but a change in theform of activity The body is no longer alive as an organised communitybut in its individual cells the activity is the liveliness ofdecomposition Thus all the world expresses life and expresses it in arhythm in which law and order reign supreme and in which a sweet andsane regularity is the ordinanceRegular rhythm involves accent Whether or no there be any such emphasisas a thing in itself the listening ear supplies it to meet a need Whenwe attend to a clock ticking the ticktock ticktock however even itmay sound at first soon resolves itself into a rhythm with the accenton either the tick or the tock So does the beat of an engine or thehum of a railway train merge itself into some definite sound picturewith the accent for relief that the ear demands Thus out of rhythmgrows very naturally an accentuation which gives balance structure andform We start with the little unitsthe ticks and the tocksand webuild something bigger by grouping these together This is a principlewhich we may see running through the activities of life in a thousandformsBricks are made to pattern and thus possess a rhythm of their own butwhen they are laid in courses they merge their individual rhythm intothe ordered lines of the courses These again may be comprehended inlarger units of arches buttresses and stories and all these againwill be grouped and contained in this or that style of architecture Sotoo Music may begin with notes and tones but accent quickly groupsthese into larger units to satisfy the senses in their demand forbalance and proportion Thus by increasing the size of our unit we buildthe rhythm of form and lay the foundation for the further development ofthe ArtSince Nature is regular from the beating of our own hearts to the swingof universes in the heavens therefore engrained in our very selves isthis claim for ordered progression balance and sustained sequenceWhen we attain this whether in Music or otherwise we derive a measureof restfulness and satisfaction and we gain a sense of completeness Anywork of Art should leave us with this conviction that nothing could beadded or left out without marring the perfect proportion of the wholeJazz whether in Music or in any other direction gives just the veryopposite,23
+Produced by Michael Ciesielski and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetSOUTHERN ARABIAIllustration Lafayette photoWalker  Boutall ph scSignature Theodore BentLondon Published by Smith Elder  Co 15 Waterloo PlaceSOUTHERN ARABIABYTHEODORE BENT FRGS FSAAUTHOR OFTHE RUINED CITIES OF MASHONALAND THE SACRED CITY OF THE ETHIOPIANSTHE CYCLADES OR LIFE AMONG THE INSULAR GREEKS ETCANDMRS THEODORE BENT_WITH A PORTRAIT MAPS AND ILLUSTRATION_LONDONSMITH ELDER  CO 15 WATERLOO PLACE1900All rights reservedPREFACEIf my fellowtraveller had lived he intended to have put together inbook form such information as we had gathered about Southern Arabia Nowas he died four days after our return from our last journey there I havehad to undertake the task myself It has been very sad to me but I havebeen helped by knowing that however imperfect this book may be what iswritten here will surely be a help to those who by following in ourfootsteps will be able to get beyond them and to whom I so heartilywish success and a Happy Homecoming the best wish a traveller may haveIt is for their information that I have included so many things about theprice of camels the payment of soldiers and so forth and yet evencasual readers may care to know these details of explorers daily livesMuch that is set down here has been published before but a good deal isnewMy husband had written several articles in the _Nineteenth Century_ andby the kindness of the editor I have been able to make use of these alsoI have incorporated the lectures he had given before the RoyalGeographical Society and the British Association The rest is from hisnotebooks and from the Chronicles that I always wrote during ourjourneysI thought at first of trying to keep our several writings apart but toavoid confusion of inverted commas I decided acting on advice just toput the whole thing into as consecutive a form as possible only sayingthat the least part of the writing is mineThe bibliography is far from complete as I can name only a few of themany books that my husband consulted on all the districts round thosewhich we were going to penetrateAs to the spelling of the Arabic it must be remembered that it is a verywidely spread language and there are naturally many different forms ofthe same word_eg ibn_ _ben_ _bin_and such very various ways ofpronouncing the name of the Moslem prophet that I have heard itpronounced Memet Mamad and MadI must give hearty thanks in both our names to all who helped us on inthese journeys and especially to Mr Headlam who has given me muchassistance by going through the proofs of this book Mr W C Irvine haskindly provided the column of literary Arabic for the vocabularyMABEL VIRGINIA ANNA BENT13 Great Cumberland Place W        _October 13 1899_CONTENTS                                                              PAGEBibliography                                                   ixSOUTHERN ARABIAchapter     I Manamah and Moharek                                     1    II The Mounds of Ali                                      16   III Our Visit to Rufaa                                    30MASKAT    IV Some Historical Facts about Oman                       45     V Maskat and the Outskirts                               63THE HADHRAMOUT    VI Makalla                                                71   VII Our Departure into the Interior                        81  VIII The Akaba                                              88    IX Through Wadi Kasr                                      98     X Our Sojourn at Koton,4
+Produced by Ricardo F Diogo Rita Farinha and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetALBERTO BRAGACONTOS DALDEIA2a EDIÇÃOCOMPANHIA PORTUGUEZA EDITORAPORTO1916ALBERTO BRAGACONTOS DALDEIAPORTOCOMPANHIA PORTUGUESA EDITORA1916A MINHAS IRMÃSA GUERRALogo abaixo dos açudes ficava de uma banda do rio a azenha do Euzebiomoleiro e da margem opposta um pouco mais abaixo a azenha do tioAnselmoEram dous velhotes viuvos de bons sessenta annos e amigos desdecreanças Para contradicção do anexim popular estes dois moleirosqueriamse como dois irmãos a despeito de serem do mesmo officioParece que o rio naquelle sitio era até mais pittoresco Por detrazdas azenhas descia a enfesta de uma cerrada deveza de carvalhos esobreiros com o atalho aberto ao meio que era por onde seguiam osmachos carregados com os taleigos da fornada Mesmo á ourela haviaalguns amieiros e choupos que se debruçavam sobre o rio As aguascahidas nos açudes vinham costeando uma gandara escondiamse em meiode um canavial e surgiam depois mais limpidas até ás rodas do moinhoque as marulhavam e batiam constantementeNo verão quando a levada era minguada os dois velhotes visitavamse amiudo atravessando destemidamente pelas poldras mas quando as chuvasdo outomno principiavam a tornar o rio caudaloso limitavamse então afalar dum lado para o outro Era triste Já tão velhotes E depoisdizia o EuzebioAnselmo fala mais alto que te não oiçoO que éperguntava o outro inclinando o pavilhão da orelhaO Euzebio fazia um portavoz com as mãos e gritavaNão te intendoQuando chegavam a falar concordavam sempre que era o barulho das rodasdo moinho que os não deixava ouvir Isso sim Era o peso dos annos queos tinha quasi surdos de todo Pobres velhosO Euzebio tinha um filho que era um rapagão de vinte e dois annos comoum castello Ainda o dia vinha longe já elle estava a trabalhar queera um regalo a gente veloLida como um moirodiziam os conhecidosE se havia esfolhada ou espadellada quem lá não faltava era elleO pae que noutros tempos tinha sido um folião dizialhe á bôcca danoiteSimão se tens de ir a algures parte que eu cá fico para aviar osfreguezesEstava arranjadorespondia o moço a rirVocemecê já deu o quetinha a dar Agora coma e beba e deixeme cá com a vidaPrimeiro que tudo estava a sua obrigação O rapaz assim que não tinhamais freguezes a aviar fechava a ucha do moinho e partia então para abrincadeiraE o velhote do pae quando alguem lhe contava as diabruras do filhoparece que até a alma se lhe ria na menina dos olhosO Anselmo tinha uma filha Chamavase ella Margarida e era formosadaquella formusura campesinha sem artificio jovial e expansiva Emdotes do coraçãoque é a principal bellezanem as mais virtuosas aexcediamDesde pequenina foi Margarida creada com Simão Se não ficasse malestabelecer agora parallelos já sabidos e repetidos estava em dizer queos dois se queriam e estimavam como _Paulo_ e _Virginia_Quando os quinze annos de Margarida que era mais nova dois do queSimão vieram pôr termo aos brinquedos dinfancia então principiou ellea olhala com aquelle respeito com que se olha para uma irmã mais velhaMas váse desde já sabendo que esse respeito não estorvava antesacrysolava um outro sentimento que principiava a exercer e a avultar nogeneroso coração do rapazMargarida quando Simão lhe falava na sua tristeza e no seu amorfingiase contrariada carregava o sobrolho e mudava de conversaDestas esquivanças repetidas ateouse o fogo da paixão na alma domoleiroMargaridadizialhe elle duma vezse não quizeres casar comigo heide morrer solteiroNão te faltam mulheres SimãoE se te vejo ser doutroprotestava o rapaz com as lagrimas nosolhosnão sei que faça que me não mateE Margarida era tão cruel que assim despresasse o seu amigo ecompanheiro dinfanciaNós veremos já até onde vae a dedicação de uma mulher                                   Isto passavase no tempo em que se guerreavam os partidos de D Pedro ede D MiguelQuando ás aldeias chegavam noticias aterradoras as mães estremeciam aocontemplar os filhos afadigados na lavouraDe mortos nem a conta se sabediziam os mensageiros Vae por ahi _a_fim do mundoJesus Senhor E então diz que é guerra dirmão contra irmãoValhanos DeusDe uma vez oito soldados e um furriel pararam á porta da azenha doEuzebio Passado um instante a gente da aldeia chorava com bradosafflictivos vendo o Simão do moleiro atravessar no meio da escolta comos braços presos como um degredado O velho assim que lhe arrebataramo filho ainda tentou abraçalo mascoitadinhocomo já lhe custava aandar quando chegou á porta ia o rapaz a subir a encostaAos gritos da visinhança acudiu Margarida ao postigo da azenhaPerguntou o que tinha acontecido da outra banda e quando lhe disseramque o Simão tinha sido levado para a guerra a pobre rapariga soltou umgrito agonisante e cahiu desfallecida nos braços do paeAs aguas tinham engrossado com as ultimas chuvas e os dois velhosquando se avistavam de longe desatavam a chorar como duas creancinhasDecorridos oito dias a gente da aldeia acordou sobresaltada com otiroteio com o rufo das caixas e o som dos clarins Feriase umabatalha a pequena distanciaQuando a tropa alli passou todos viram o Simão moleiro que pareciaoutro Ia magro esfalfado com os sapatos rotos coberto de pó aespingarda ao hombro a mochila ás costas e a chorar Ao passar rentedas casas ia saudando os conhecidos e dizia ás raparigas que pedissem aDeus por elleSahiu do povoado sem ter visto o pae nem Margarida Levava o coraçãoretalhadoAssim que a filha do Anselmo o soube quiz logo ir ter aonde podessefalarlheIsso Deus te livredisselhe do lado uma visinhaSe lá vaes láficas E de mais a mais teres de falar com soldados credoLá issoatalhou a moçatambem o Simão é soldado tia JoaquinaAo fim da tarde principiaram a chegar as ambulancias dos mortos eferidos Vinham apinhados uns com as cabeças ligadas com as facesempastadas de sangue outros com os braços ao peito mutilados outroscom as pernas partidas quasi todos moribundosNunca se tinha visto uma cousa assim Aos gemidos dos feridos reuniamseos clamores da gente que se agglomerava,0
+Produced by Mark C Orton Thomas Strong Linda McKeownand the Online Distributed Proofreading Team athttpwwwpgdpnet       THE TALE OF NIMBLE DEER         _SLEEPYTIME TALES_       Trademark Registered                BY        ARTHUR SCOTT BAILEY             AUTHOR OF         _TUCKMEIN TALES_       Trademark Registered     THE TALE OF CUFFY BEAR     THE TALE OF FRISKY SQUIRREL     THE TALE OF TOMMY FOX     THE TALE OF FATTY COON     THE TALE OF BILLY WOODCHUCK     THE TALE OF JIMMY RABBIT     THE TALE OF PETER MINK     THE TALE OF SANDY CHIPMUNK     THE TALE OF BROWNIE BEAVER     THE TALE OF PADDY MUSKRAT     THE TALE OF FERDINAND FROG     THE TALE OF DICKIE DEER MOUSE     THE TALE OF TIMOTHY TURTLE     THE TALE OF MAJOR MONKEY     THE TALE OF BENNY BADGERIllustration Nimble Told Everybody He Met                 _Frontispiece__Page 27_         _SLEEPYTIME TALES_       Trademark Registered             THE TALE OF             NIMBLE DEER                 BY         ARTHUR SCOTT BAILEY             Author of         TUCKMEIN TALES       Trademark Registered                and        SLUMBERTOWN TALES       Trademark Registered          ILLUSTRATED BY          HARRY L SMITH              NEW YORK           GROSSET  DUNLAP             PUBLISHERSMade in the United States of America          COPYRIGHT 1922 BY           GROSSET  DUNLAP               CONTENTSCHAPTER                            PAGE      I THE SPOTTED FAWN              7     II LEARNING THINGS              13    III AN INTERRUPTED NAP           18     IV PLANNING A PICNIC            23      V NIMBLES MISTAKE             29     VI AN UNEXPECTED PARTY          35    VII THE STRANGE LIGHT            39   VIII MRS DEER EXPLAINS           44     IX A SPIKE HORN                 49      X AT THE CARROT PATCH          54     XI CUFFY AND THE CAVE           60    XII CUFFY IS MISSING             65   XIII CUFFY BEAR WAKENS            70    XIV ANTLERS                      75     XV A MOCK BATTLE                79    XVI MR CROW LOOKS ON            84   XVII WHAT BROWNIE WANTED          90  XVIII THE MULEY COW                96    XIX THE JUMPING CONTEST         100     XX SOLVING A PROBLEM           104    XXI AN UNTOLD SECRET            109   XXII THE NEW HATRACK            113  XXIII HOW NIMBLE HELPED           118   XXIV UNCLE JERRY,15
+Produced by Joseph R Hauser Sankar Viswanathan and theOnline Distributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet           Illustration POE LOWELL LONGFELLOW PARKMAN                               THE BEST                               _of the_                           WORLDS CLASSICS                         RESTRICTED TO PROSE                          HENRY CABOT LODGE                          _EditorinChief_                          FRANCIS W HALSEY                          _Associate Editor_                With an Introduction Biographical and                       Explanatory Notes etc                            IN TEN VOLUMES                                Vol X                             AMERICAII                                INDEX                       FUNK  WAGNALLS COMPANY                         NEW YORK AND LONDON                         COPYRIGHT 1909 BY                       FUNK  WAGNALLS COMPANY                                   The Best of the Worlds ClassicsVOL XAMERICAII18071909                                   CONTENTSVOL XAMERICAII                                                               _Page_HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOWBorn in 1807 died in 1882      Musings in Père Lachaise        From OutreMer                                        3EDGAR ALLAN POEBorn in 1809 died in 1849    I The Cask of Amontillado        Published originally in _Godeys Magazine_ in 1846     11   II Of Hawthorne and the Short Story        From a review of Hawthornes Twice Told Tales         and Mosses from an Old Manse published         in _Godeys Magazine_ in 1846                          19  III Of Willis Bryant Halleck and Macaulay        Passages selected from articles printed in         Volume II of the Works of Poe                        25OLIVER WENDELL HOLMESBorn in 1809 died in 1894    I Of Doctors Lawyers and Ministers        From Chapter V of The Poet at the Breakfast Table    31   II Of the Genius of Emerson        From an address before the Massachusetts Historical         Society in 1882,0
+Produced by Suzanne Lybarger Brian Janes and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetBIBLIOMANIAINTHE MIDDLE AGESBYF SOMNER MERRYWEATHER_With an Introduction by_CHARLES ORRLibrarian of Case LibraryNEW YORKMEYER BROTHERS  COMPANY1900Copyright 1900By Meyer Bros  CoLouis Weiss  CoPrinters118 Fulton Street New YorkBibliomania in the Middle AgesORSKETCHES OF BOOKWORMS COLLECTORS BIBLE STUDENTS SCRIBES ANDILLUMINATORS_From the AngloSaxon and Norman Periods to the Introduction of Printinginto England with Anecdotes Illustrating the History of the MonasticLibraries of Great Britain in the Olden Time by_ F Somner Merryweather_with an Introduction by_ Charles Orr _Librarian of Case Library_INTRODUCTIONIn every century for more than two thousand years many men have owedtheir chief enjoyment of life to books The bibliomaniac of today had hisprototype in ancient Rome where book collecting was fashionable as earlyas the first century of the Christian era Four centuries earlier therewas an active trade in books at Athens then the center of the bookproduction of the world This center of literary activity shifted toAlexandria during the third century B C through the patronage ofPtolemy Soter the founder of the Alexandrian Museum and of his sonPtolemy Philadelphus and later to Rome where it remained for manycenturies and where bibliophiles and bibliomaniacs were graduallyevolved and from whence in time other countries were invadedFor the purposes of the present work the middle ages cover the periodbeginning with the seventh century and ending with the time of theinvention of printing or about seven hundred years though they are moreaccurately bounded by the years 500 and 1500 A D It matters littlehowever since there is no attempt at chronological arrangementAbout the middle of the present century there began to be a dispositionto grant to mediæval times their proper place in the history of thepreservation and dissemination of books and Merryweathers _Bibliomaniain the Middle Ages_ was one of the earliest works in English devoted tothe subject Previous to that time those ten centuries lying between thefall of the Roman Empire and the revival of learning were generallyreferred to as the Dark Ages and historians and other writers were wontto treat them as having been without learning or scholarship of any kindEven Mr Hallam1 with all that judicial temperament and patientresearch to which we owe so much could find no good to say of the Churchor its institutions characterizing the early university as the abode ofindigent vagabonds withdrawn from usual labor and all monks aspositive enemies of learningThe gloomy survey of Mr Hallam clouded no doubt by his antipathy to allthings ecclesiastical served however to arouse the interest of theperiod which led to other studies with different results and laterwriters were able to discern below the surface of religious fanaticismand superstition so characteristic of those centuries much of interestin the history of literature to show that every age produced learned andinquisitive men by whom books were highly prized and industriouslycollected for their own sakes in short to rescue the period from thestigma of absolute illiteracyIf the reader cares to pursue the subject further after going throughthe fervid defense of the love of books in the middle ages of which thisis the introduction he will find outside of its chapters abundantevidence that the production and care of books was a matter of greatconcern In the pages of _Mores Catholici or Ages of Faith_ by MrKenelm Digby2 or of _The Dark Ages_ by Dr S R Maitland3 or ofthat great work of recent years _Books and their Makers during theMiddle Ages_ by Mr George Haven Putnam4 he will see vivid andinteresting portraits of a great multitude of mediæval worthies who werealmost lifelong lovers of learning and books and zealous laborers inpreserving increasing and transmitting them And though little of themass that has come down to us was worthy of preservation on its ownaccount as literature it is exceedingly interesting as a record ofcenturies of industry in the face of such difficulties that to workers ofa later period might have seemed insurmountableA further fact worthy of mention is that book production was from the artpoint of view fully abreast of the other arts during the period as mustbe apparent to any one who examines the collections in some of thelibraries of Europe Much of this beauty was wrought for the love of theart itself In the earlier centuries religious institutions absorbednearly all the social intellectual movements as well as the possession ofmaterial riches and land Kings and princes were occupied with distantwars which impoverished them and deprived literature and art of thatpatronage accorded to it in later times There is occasional mentionhowever of wealthy laymen whose religious zeal induced them to givelarge sums of money for the copying and ornamentation of books and therewere in the abbeys and convents lay brothers whose fervent spiritsburning with poetical imagination sought in these monastic retreats andthe labor of writing redemption from their past sins These men of faithwere happy to consecrate their whole existence to the ornamentation of asingle sacred book dedicated to the community which gave them inexchange the necessaries of lifeThe labor of transcribing was held in the monasteries to be a fullequivalent of manual labor in the field The rule of St Ferreol writtenin the sixth century says that He who does not turn up the earth withthe plough ought to write the parchment with his fingersMention has been made of the difficulties under which books wereproduced and this is a matter which we who enjoy the conveniences ofmodern writing and printing can little understand The hardships of the_scriptorium_ were greatest of course in winter There were no fires inthe often damp and illlighted cells and the cold in some of the partsof Europe where books were produced must have been very severeParchment the material generally used for writing upon after theseventh century was at some periods so scarce that copyists werecompelled to resort to the expedient of effacing the writing on old andless esteemed manuscripts5 The form of writing was stiff and regularand therefore exceedingly slow and irksomeIn some of the monasteries the _scriptorium_ was at least at a laterperiod conducted more as a matter,0
+Produced by Juliet Sutherland Sankar Viswanathan and theOnline Distributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet                             The Works of                          Guy de Maupassant                             VOLUME VIII                            PIERRE ET JEAN                          AND OTHER STORIES                            _ILLUSTRATED_                       NATIONAL LIBRARY COMPANY                               NEW YORK                         COPYRIGHT 1909 BY                         BIGELOW SMITH  CO                                   CONTENTSPIERRE ET JEANDREAMSMOONLIGHTTHE CORSICAN BANDITA DEAD WOMANS SECRETTHE CAKEA LIVELY FRIENDTHE ORPHANTHE BLIND MANA WIFES CONFESSIONRELICS OF THE PASTTHE PEDDLERTHE AVENGERALL OVERLETTER FOUND ON A DROWNED MANMOTHER AND SONTHE SPASMA DUELTHE LOVE OF LONG AGOAN UNCOMFORTABLE BEDA WARNING NOTETHE HORRIBLEA NEW YEARS GIFTBESIDE A DEAD MANAFTERA QUEER NIGHT IN PARISBOITELLE                                   OF THE NOVELI do not intend in these pages to put in a plea for this little novelOn the contrary the ideas I shall try to set forth will ratherinvolve a criticism of the class of psychological analysis which Ihave undertaken in _Pierre et Jean_ I propose to treat of novels ingeneralI am not the only writer who finds himself taken to task in the sameterms each time he brings out a new book Among many laudatoryphrases I invariably meet with this observation penned by the samecritics The greatest fault of this book is that it is not strictlyspeaking a novelThe same form might be adopted in replyThe greatest fault of the writer who does me the honor to review meis that he is not a criticFor what are in fact the essential characteristics of a criticIt is necessary that without preconceived notions prejudices ofSchool or partisanship for any class of artists he shouldappreciate distinguish and explain the most antagonistic tendenciesand the most dissimilar temperaments recognizing and accepting themost varied efforts of artNow the Critic who after reading _Manon Lescaut_ _Paul andVirginia_ _Don Quixote_ _Les Liaisons dangereuses_ _Werther__Elective Affinities_ _Wahlverwandschaften_ _Clarissa Harlowe__Émile_ _Candide_ _CinqMars_ _René_ _Les Trois Mousquetaires__Mauprat_ _Le Père Goriot_ _La Cousine Bette_ _Colomba_ _Le Rougeet le Noir_ _Mademoiselle de Maupin_ _NotreDame de Paris__Salammbo_ _Madame Bovary_ _Adolphe_ _M de Camors_ _lAssommoir__Sapho_ etc still can be so bold as to write This or that is oris not a novel seems to me to be gifted with a perspicacitystrangely akin to incompetence Such a critic commonly understands bya novel a more or less improbable narrative of adventure elaboratedafter the fashion of a piece for the stage in three acts of whichthe first contains the exposition the second the action and thethird the catastrophe or _dénouement_And this method of construction is perfectly admissible but oncondition that all others are accepted on equal termsAre there any rules for the making of a novel which if we neglectthe tale must be called by another name If _Don Quixote_ is a novelthen is _Le Rouge et le Noir_ a novel If _Monte Christo_ is a novelis _lAssommoir_ Can any conclusive comparison be drawn betweenGoethes _Elective Affinities_ _The Three Mousqueteers_ by DumasFlauberts _Madame Bovary_ _M de Camors_ by Octave Feuillet and_Germinal_ by Zola Which of them all is The Novel What are thesefamous rules Where did they originate Who laid them down And invirtue of what principle of whose authority and of what reasoningAnd yet as it would appear these critics know in some positive andindisputable way what constitutes a novel and what distinguishes itfrom other tales which are not novels What this amounts to is thatwithout being producers themselves they are enrolled under a Schooland that like the writers of novels they reject all work which isconceived and executed outside the pale of their esthetics Anintelligent critic ought on the contrary to seek out everythingwhich least resembles the novels already written and urge youngauthors as much as possible to try fresh pathsAll writers Victor Hugo as much as M Zola have insistently claimedthe absolute and incontrovertible right to composethat is to say toimagine or observein accordance with their individual conception oforiginality and that is a special manner of thinking seeingunderstanding and judging Now the critic who assumes that thenovel can be defined in conformity with the ideas he has based on thenovels he prefers and that certain immutable rules of constructioncan be laid down will always find himself at war with the artistictemperament of a writer who,13
+Produced by Ruth Hart ruthharttwilightoraclecomNote  I have made the following spelling changes Prologue  methedto method Chapter 2 renders imposssible to renders impossiblewhich man possessses to which man possesses absoluteunqestionable to absolute unquestionable loathesomeness toloathsomeness Chapter 3 alllowed to distort to allowed todistort Chapter 4 itelf in its precise to itself in its preciseChapter 5 do very considerably to do vary considerablyChapter 6 oversoul to oversoul its own permonition to itsown premonition arbitrement to arbitrament subtratum tosubstratum gooodeness to goodness Chapter 7 flicherings tofilcherings Perapity to Peripety Chapter 8 penerated topenetrated Chapter 9 the anthropomorphic expresssion tothe anthropomorphic expression convuluted to convolutedChapter 10 a vast hierachy to a vast hierarchy Chapter 11 tobe too anthromorphic to to be too anthropomorphic strictly strictlyspeaking to strictly speaking Chapter 13 working in isolatonto working in isolation If to this the astronomer answer toIf to this the astronomer answers difficult to decribe todifficult to describe the asethetic sense to the aestheticsense no attentuation to no attenuation the Complex Visionrepresents to the complex vision represents Conclusion iseternaly divided to is eternally divided rest of the imortalsto rest of the immortals elimination of the objectice mystery toelimination of the objective mystery The word oversoul ismostly spelled with a hyphen so I added a hyphen to all instances ofthis word The word outflowing is mostly spelled without a hyphenso I deleted the hyphens from all instances of this word All otherspelling remains the sameTHE COMPLEX VISIONBYJOHN COWPER POWYSNEW YORKDODD MEAD AND COMPANY1920DEDICATEDTOLITTLETON ALFREDPROLOGUEWhat I am anxious to attempt in this anticipatory summary of thecontents of this book is a simple estimate of its final conclusions insuch a form as shall eliminate all technical terms and reduce thematter to a plain statement intelligible as far as such a thing can bemade intelligible to the apprehension of such persons as have nothad the luck or the illluck of a plunge into the ocean ofmetaphysicA large portion of the book deals with what might be called our_instrument of research_ in other words with the problem of whatparticular powers of insight the human mind must use if its visionof reality is to be of any deeper or more permanent value than thepassing on the wing so to speak of individual fancies andspeculationsThis instrument of research I find to be the use by the humanperson of all the various energies of personality concentrated intoone point and the resultant spectacle of things or reality of thingswhich this concentrated vision makes clear I call the originalrevelation of the complex vision of manHaving analyzed in the earlier portions of the book the peculiarnature of our organ of research and the peculiar difficultiesamounting to a very elaborate work of artwhich have to beovercome before this _concentration_ takes place I proceed in thelater portions of the book to make as clear as I can what kind ofreality it is that we actually do succeed in grasping when thisconcentrating process has been achieved I indicate incidentally thatthis desirable concentration of the energies of personality is sodifficult a thing that we are compelled to resort to our memory ofwhat we experienced in rare and fortunate moments in order toestablish its results I suggest that it is not to our average momentsof insight that we have to appeal but to our exceptional moments ofinsight since it is only at rare moments in our lives that we are ableto enter into what I call the _eternal vision_To what then does this conclusion amount and what is thisresultant reality in as far as we are able to gather it up andarticulate its nature from the vague records of our memoryI have endeavoured to show that it amounts to the following seriesof results What we are in the first place assured of is theexistence within our own individual body of a real actual living thingcomposed of a mysterious substance wherein what we call mind andwhat we call matter are fused and intermingled This is our real andselfconscious soul the thing in us which says I am I of whichthe physical body is only one expression and of which all the bodilysenses are only one gateway of receptivityThe soul within us becomes aware of its own body simultaneouslywith its becoming aware of all the other bodies which fill the visibleuniverse It is then by an act of faith or imagination that the soulwithin us takes for granted and assumes that there must be a soulresembling our own soul within each one of those alien bodies ofwhich simultaneously with its own it becomes awareAnd since the living basis of our personality is this real soul withinus it follows that all those energies of personality whoseconcentration is the supreme work of art are the energies of this realsoul If therefore we assume that all the diverse physical bodieswhich fill the universe possess each of them an inner soulresembling our own soul we are led to the conclusion that just asour own soul halfcreates and halfdiscovers the general spectacle ofthings which it names the universe so all the alien souls in theworld halfcreate and halfdiscover what they feel as _their_universeIf our revelation stopped at this point we should have to admit thatthere was not one universe but as many universes are there areliving souls It is at this point however that we become aware thatall these souls are able in some degree or other to enter intocommunication They are able to do this both by the bodily soundsand signs which constitute language and by certain immaterialvibrations which seem to make no use of the body at all In thiscommunication between different souls as far as humanity isconcerned a very curious experience has to be recordedWhen two human beings dispute together upon any importantproblem of life there is always an implicit appeal made by both ofthem to an invisible arbiter or invisible standard of arbitration inthe heart of which both seem aware that the reality upon whichtheir opinions differ is to be found in its eternal truth What thenis this invisible standard of arbitration Whatever it is,28
+Produced by Pedro Saborano produced from scanned imagesof public domain material from BibRia                        JAYME DE MAGALHÃES LIMA                                ALEXANDRE                                HERCULANO                             F FRANÇA AMADO                             EDITOR COIMBRA                           ALEXANDRE HERCULANOComposto o impresso na Typographia França Amadorua Ferreira Borges 115CoimbraJAYME DE MAGALHÃES LIMAAlexandre HerculanoCOIMBRAF FRANÇA AMADO EDITOR1910IUm paladino illuminado e moço intemerato no ardor da juventude e naexaltação da crença que nem o martyrio lograria dominar ou pervertersonhou a redempção da patria desolada pelas guerras pela fome pelaoppressão de tyrannias ávidas e corruptas por hypocrisias sordidas edegradações monstruosas Sonhou dias de luz e de ventura de liberdade ede paz de boa vontade entre os homens de trabalho honesto de civismoaustero e de religião sublimada formosura e virtude o resgate damiseria desalentada e tenebrosa em que se afundava um povo outrora sãoe justamente altivo e agora debatendose por se salvar e erguer dosabysmos em que a desventura o havia precipitado E o paladino partiu aconquistar para a patria a fortuna revelada em visões declaridade e armouse soldado transpondo para exercitos do mundoaspirações divinas a todos os perigos sujeitando a existencia ephemerasem que algum fosse capaz de lhe turvar a féIICombateu Foi vencido Em vez de palmas de triumpho recebeu as penas doexilio Desterrado da terra cara da patria que saudou entre a dôrverteu lagrimas de saudade longiqua sobre as ondas do mar irriquietochorando o    Berço do seu nascer sólo querido    Onde cresceu e amou e foi ditoso    Onde a luz onde o céu riem tão meigos    Seu pobre Portugal1Proscripto e errante entre as brumas do norte    as auras puras    O murmurar do arroio o canto da ave    O fremito do bosque o grato aroma    E o vistoso matiz do ameno prado    O lago quedo a reflectir a lua    As montanhas tão ricas de mysterios    De éccos de sombras de tristezas santasisso tudo que eram encantos da sua terra trazialho ante os olhoscruelmente a memoria inexoravel2    A dôr está no coração do profugo    Como um cadaver hirto quando espera    De noite em leito nú que á tumba o desçam    A dôr aqui é gelida immutavel    Pousa em labios alheios que sorriem    E até em sorrir nosso está sentada    Ao pé do umbral do tecto que nos cobre    Embebida na enxerga do repouso    Entranhada no pão que nos esmolam    Enroscada qual cobra peçonhenta    No nodoso bordão do peregrino    E em toda a parte e em todo o tempo é nossa3Embora    Sob as azas do amor abrigue o Eterno    Homens nações e o mundo o amor por elle    Nasce cresce avigorase enredado    Com os beijos da mãe com sorrir amigo    De nossos paes e irmãos ensinao a tarde    O por do sol da nossa terra o choupo    Da nossa fonte o mar que manso geme    Nosso amigo da infancia em praia amiga4Soffreu o supplicio da revolta impotente algemada em prisõesinexpugnaveis e entenebreceulhe o espirito a turbação negra daimpiedade e da duvida a derrota da fortaleza do proprio coração maiscruel para o crente do que a ruptura de todos os laços daffecto impostapela violencia estranha Para o proscripto quando tudo o que amava seconverteu em sombra a cada passo evocada pela lembrança desperta emmágoas    Quando em confuso passado apenas surge    Qual fumo tenuissinio ou phantasma    Á meia noite visto á luz da lua    Ao longe entre arvoredo quando o sopro    Da tempestade assobiou nas trevas    Pela antena da náu do vagabundo    Quando a dôr sua em olhos dente vivo    Não achou uma lagrima piedosa    E nos seus proprios são vergonha as lagrimas    Quando se inda as derrama ellas gotejam    Não sobre seio que as esconda e enxugue    Mas sobre a vaga que se arqueia e passa    Sem as sentir então o soffrimento    Filho de longo padecer converte    O coração do desditoso em marmore    Onde nunca penetra um puro affecto    Onde o nome de Deus sossobra e morre    Entre o bramir de maldições e pragas5Ao rigor da desventura juntouse a agonia do desfallecimento Não amorte Porque de toda a oppressão o sonho renascia Para os loucosdamor que por amor combatem os golpes da fatalidade ateiam a exaltaçãoem vez de a suffocarem e nem o nome de Deus jámais sossobra e morrenem as pragas e maldições respondem aos,9
+Produced by Nick Hodson of London EnglandThe Rover of the Andes a Tale of Adventure in South America by RMBallantyne________________________________________________________________________This book is wellwritten and carries the reader right up to the lastchapter always panting to know what ever will happen next It describesa journey across central South America at about the latitude of BuenosAires in Argentina Lots of different sorts of nasty happenings andnasty people are encountered and the problems are overcome one by oneIt seems quite realistic but at anyrate it is a good product of thewriters imagination and research I enjoyed transcribing it very muchRobert Michael Ballantyne was born in 1825 and died in 1894  He waseducated at the Edinburgh Academy and in 1841 he became a clerk withthe Hudson Bay Company working at the Red River Settlement in NorthenCanada until 1847 arriving back in Edinburgh in 1848  The letters hehad written home were very amusing in their description of backwoodslife and his family publishing connections suggested that he shouldconstruct a book based on these letters  Three of his most enduringbooks were written over the next decade The Young Fur TradersUngava The Hudson Bay Company and were based on his experienceswith the HBC  In this period he also wrote The Coral island andMartin Rattler both of these taking place in places never visited byBallantyne  Having been chided for small mistakes he made in thesebooks he resolved always to visit the places he wrote about  Withthese books he became known as a great master of literature intended forteenagers  He researched the Cornish Mines the London Fire Brigadethe Postal Service the Railways the laying down of submarine telegraphcables the construction of lighthouses the lightship service thelifeboat service South Africa Norway the North Sea fishing fleetballooning deepsea diving Algiers and many more experiencing thelives of the men and women in these settings by living with them forweeks and months at a time and he lived as they livedHe was a very truetolife author depicting the often squalid scenes heencountered with great care and attention to detail  His young readerslooked forward eagerly to his next books and through the 1860s and1870s there was a flow of books from his pen sometimes four in a yearall very good reading  The rate of production diminished in the lastten or fifteen years of his life but the quality never failedHe published over ninety books under his own name and a few books forvery young children under the pseudonym ComusFor todays taste his books are perhaps a little too religious and whatwe would nowadays call pi  In part that was the way people wrote inthose days but more important was the fact that in his days at the RedRiver Settlement in the wilds of Canada he had been a littledissolute and he did not want his young readers to be unmindful of howthey ought to behave as he felt he had beenSome of his books were quite short little over 100 pages  These booksformed a series intended for the children of poorer parents having lesspocketmoney  These books are particularly wellwritten and researchedbecause he wanted that readership to get the very best possible fortheir money  They were published as six series three books in eachseries  Typical of these series is On the Coast________________________________________________________________________THE ROVER OF THE ANDES A TALE OF ADVENTURE IN SOUTH AMERICA BY RMBALLANTYNECHAPTER ONEA TALE OF ADVENTURE IN SOUTH AMERICAAT THE FOOT OF THE MOUNTAIN RANGETowards the close of a bright and warm day between fifty and sixtyyears ago a solitary man might have been seen mounted on a mulewending his way slowly up the western slopes of the AndesAlthough decidedly inelegant and unhandsome this specimen of the humanfamily was by no means uninteresting  He was so large and his legswere so long that the contrast between him and the little mule which hebestrode was ridiculous  He was what is sometimes styled loosely puttogether nevertheless the various parts of him were so massive andmuscular that however loosely he might have been built up most menwould have found it rather difficult to take him down  Although wantingin grace he was by no means repulsive for his face which wasornamented with a soft flaxen beard and moustache of juvenile textureexpressed wonderful depths of the milk of human kindnessHe wore boots with the trousers tucked into them a grey tunic orhunting coat belted at the waist and a broadbrimmed straw hat orsombreroEvidently the times in which he travelled were troublous for besideshaving a brace of large pistols in his belt he wore a cavalry sabre athis side  As if to increase the eccentricity of his appearance hecarried a heavy cudgel by way of ridingwhip but it might have beenobserved that however much he flourished this whip about he neveractually applied it to his steedOn reaching a turn of the road at the brow of an eminence the mulestopped and letting its head droop till almost as pendent as its tailsilently expressed a desire for repose  The cavalier stepped off  Itwould convey a false impression to say that he dismounted  The muleheaved a sighPoor little thing murmured the traveller in a soft low voice and ina language which even a mule might have recognised as English you maywell sigh  I really feel ashamed of myself for asking you to carry sucha mass of flesh and bone  But its your own faultyou know it isforyou _wont_ be led  Im quite willing to walk if you will only followComelet us tryGently insinuatingly persuasively the traveller touched the reinsand sought to lead the way  He might as well have tried to lead one ofthe snowclad peaks of the mighty Cordillera which towered into the skybefore him  With ears inclining to the neck a resolute expression inthe eyes his forelegs thrown forward and a lean slightly backward themule refused to moveCome now _do_ be amiable theres a good little thing  Come on saidthe strong youth,0
+Produced by Nick Hodson of London EnglandMAN ON THE OCEAN A BOOK ABOUT BOATS AND SHIPS BY RM BALLANTYNECHAPTER ONETREATS OF SHIPS IN GENERALThere is perhaps no contrivance in the wide world more wonderful thana shipa fullrigged wellmanned gigantic shipThose who regard familiar objects in art and nature as mere matters ofcourse and do not trouble themselves to wander out of the beaten trackof everyday thought may not at first feel the force or admit the truthof this statement  Let such folk endeavour to shake themselvesvigorously out of this beaten track of everyday thought  Let them knittheir brows and clench their teeth and gaze steadfastly into the fireor up at the sky and try to realise what is involved in the idea ofashipWhat would the men of old have said if you had told them that youintended to take yonder large wooden house launch it upon the sea andproceed in it out of sight of land for a few days  Poor fellow theywould have replied you are mad  Ah many a wise philosopher has beendeemed mad not only by men of old but by men of modern days  Thismad idea has long since been fulfilled for what is a ship but awooden house made to float upon the sea and sail with its inmateshither and thither at the will of the guiding spirit over a tracklessunstable ocean for months together  It is a selfsustaining movablehotel upon the sea  It is an oasis in the desert of waters soskilfully contrived as to be capable of advancing against wind and tideand of outliving the wildest stormsthe bitterest fury of winds andwaves  It is the residence of a community whose country for the timebeing is the ocean or as in the case of the _Great Eastern_ steamshipit is a _town_ with some thousands of inhabitants launched upon thedeepShips are as it were the electric sparks of the world by means ofwhich the superabundance of different countries is carried forth tofill reciprocally the voids in each  They are not only the media ofintercourse between the various families of the human race whereby ourshores are enriched with the produce of other lands but they are thebearers of inestimable treasures of knowledge from clime to clime andof gospel light to the uttermost ends of the earthBut for ships we should never have heard of the wonders of the coralisles and the beauties of the golden South or the phenomena andtempests of the icy North  But for ships the stirring adventures andperils of Magellan Drake Cook etcetera had never been encounteredand even the farfamed Robinson Crusoe himself had never gladdened andsaddened and romantically maddened the heart of youth with his escapeshis fights his parrots and his philosophy as he now does and as hewill continue to do till the end of timeSome account then of ships and boats with anecdotes illustrative ofthe perils to which they are frequently exposed cannot fail we thinkto prove interesting to all especially to boys for whose particularedification we now write  Boys of all creatures in this world arepassionately fond of boats and ships they make them of every shape andsize with every sort of tool and hack and cut their fingers in theoperation as we know from early personal experience  They sail themand wet their garments in so doing to the wellknown sorrow of allrightminded mammas  They lose them too and break their heartsalmost at the calamity  They make little ones when they are littleand big ones when they grow big and when they grow bigger they notunfrequently forsake the toy for the reality embark in some noblecraft and wed the stormy seaA word in your ear reader at this point  Do not think that becauseyou fall in love with a _ship_ you will naturally and necessarily fallin love with the _sea_  Some do and some dont with those who do itis well with those who dont and yet go to sea it is remarkably illThink _philosophically_ about going to sea my lads  Try honestly toresist your own inclination _as long as possible_ and only go if youfind that _you cant help it_  In such a case you will probably findthat you are cut out for itnot otherwise  We love the sea with a trueand deep affection and often have we tossed upon her foamtopped wavesbut we dont wish to be a sailorby no manner of meansAnd now boys come along and we will conduct you as pleasantly andprofitably as we can from a ships cradle through all her stormyexistence to her graveCHAPTER TWOTHE EARLIEST DAYS OF WATERTRAVELLINGOnce upon a time there were no ships  Men did not know the meaning ofthe word they did not want them and for many many centuries theseagulls had the ocean all to themselves  But _boats_ are of veryancient date  Doubtless the _first_ boats must have been constructed bythe _first_ men who dwelt on the earth  They consisted probablyforwe are now in the land of conjectureof stumps of fallen trees orbundles of rushes seated astride of which the immediate descendants ofour first parents ferried themselves over small lakes and across riversWet feet are not agreeable under any circumstances  We can conceivethat prolonged voyages performed in this fashionsay several hundredyards or a milerendered those primitive mariners so uncomfortablethat they resolved to improve their condition and after much earnestthought hit upon the plan of fastening several logs together by meansof twigs and thus they formed _rafts_As time progressed and men began to display wisdom in making tools ofstone and in the moulding of metal we can imagine that they soonbethought themselves of flattening the surface of their rafts and thenfinding them unwieldy and difficult to manage no doubt they hit uponthe idea of hollowing out the logs  Adzes were probably not invented atthat time so they betook themselves to the element of firewhich is atthe present day used by savage nations for,0
+Produced by Nick Hodson of London EnglandThe Middy and the Moors an Algerine Tale of Piracy and Slavery by RMBallantyne________________________________________________________________________Robert Michael Ballantyne was born in 1825 and died in 1894  He waseducated at the Edinburgh Academy and in 1841 he became a clerk withthe Hudson Bay Company working at the Red River Settlement in NorthenCanada until 1847 arriving back in Edinburgh in 1848  The letters hehad written home were very amusing in their description of backwoodslife and his family publishing connections suggested that he shouldconstruct a book based on these letters  Three of his most enduringbooks were written over the next decade The Young Fur TradersUngava The Hudson Bay Company and were based on his experienceswith the HBC  In this period he also wrote The Coral island andMartin Rattler both of these taking place in places never visited byBallantyne  Having been chided for small mistakes he made in thesebooks he resolved always to visit the places he wrote about  Withthese books he became known as a great master of literature intended forteenagers  He researched the Cornish Mines the London Fire Brigadethe Postal Service the Railways the laying down of submarine telegraphcables the construction of lighthouses the lightship service thelifeboat service South Africa Norway the North Sea fishing fleetballooning deepsea diving Algiers and many more experiencing thelives of the men and women in these settings by living with them forweeks and months at a time and he lived as they livedHe was a very truetolife author depicting the often squalid scenes heencountered with great care and attention to detail  His young readerslooked forward eagerly to his next books and through the 1860s and1870s there was a flow of books from his pen sometimes four in a yearall very good reading  The rate of production diminished in the lastten or fifteen years of his life but the quality never failedHe published over ninety books under his own name and a few books forvery young children under the pseudonym ComusFor todays taste his books are perhaps a little too religious and whatwe would nowadays call pi  In part that was the way people wrote inthose days but more important was the fact that in his days at the RedRiver Settlement in the wilds of Canada he had been a littledissolute and he did not want his young readers to be unmindful of howthey ought to behave as he felt he had beenSome of his books were quite short little over 100 pages  These booksformed a series intended for the children of poorer parents having lesspocketmoney  These books are particularly wellwritten and researchedbecause he wanted that readership to get the very best possible fortheir money  They were published as six series three books in eachseries  One of these series is On the Coast which includes Saved bythe LifeboatRecreated as an eText by Nick Hodson July 2003________________________________________________________________________THE MIDDY AND THE MOORS AN ALGERINE TALE OF PIRACY AND SLAVERY BY RMBALLANTYNECHAPTER ONEAN ALGERINE STORYTHE HERO IS BLOWN AWAY CAPTURED CRUSHED COMFORTED AND ASTONISHEDOne beautiful summer night about the beginning of the present centurya young naval officer entered the public drawingroom of a hotel atNice and glanced round as if in search of some oneMany people were assembled theresome in robust others in delicatehealth many in that condition which rendered it doubtful to which classthey belonged but all engaged in the quiet buzz of conversation whichin such a place is apt to set in after dinnerThe young Englishman for such he evidently was soon observed anelderly lady beckoning to him at the other end of the _salon_ and wasquickly seated between her and a fragile girl whose hand he gently tookhold ofMother he said to the elderly lady Im going to have a row on theMediterranean  The night is splendid the air balmy the starsgorgeousNow George interrupted the girl with a little smile dont beflowery  We know all about thatToo bad returned the youth I never rise to poetry in your presenceMinnie without being snubbed  But you cannot cure me  Romance is toodeeply ingrained in my soul  Poetry flows from me likelike anythingI am a midshipman in the British Navy a position which affords scopefor the wildest enthusiasm andandIll astonish you yet see if IdontI am sure you will dear boy said his mother and she believed thathe wouldOf course you will added his sister and she at least hoped that hewouldTo say truth there was nothing about the youthas regards appearanceor characterwhich rendered either the assurance or the hopeunwarrantable  He was not tall but he was strong and active  He wasnot exactly handsome but he was possessed of a genial heartydisposition a playful spirit and an earnest soul also a modestlyreckless nature which was quite captivatingYou wont be anxious about me mother if I dont return till prettylate he said rising  I want a good long refreshing pull but Illbe back in time to say goodnight to you Minnie before you go tosleepYour leave expires on Thursday mind said his sister we cannotspare you longI shall be back in good time trust me  _Au revoir_ he said with apleasant nod as he left the roomAnd they did trust him for our midshipman George Foster wastrustworthy but those circumstances over which people have nocontrol are troublesome derangers of the affairs of man  That was thelast the mother and sister saw of George for the space of nearly twoyearsTaking his way to the pebbly shore young Foster hired a small boat orpunt from a man who knew him well declined the owners servicespushed off seized the oars and rowed swiftly out to sea  It was ashe had said a splendid night  The stars bespangled the sky likediamonddust  The water was as clear as a mirror and the lights ofNice seemed to shoot far down into its depths  The hum of the city cameoff with everdeepening softness as the distance from,0
+Produced by Nick Hodson of London EnglandTHE HOT SWAMP BY RM BALLANTYNECHAPTER ONEA ROMANCE OF OLD ALBIONOPENS WITH LEAVETAKINGNearly two thousand seven hundred years agoor somewhere about eighthundred years BúCúthere dwelt a Phoenician seacaptain in one of theeastern seaports of Greeceknown at that period or soon after asHellasThis captain was solid square bronzed bluff and resolute as allseacaptains areor ought to bewhether ancient or modern  He ownedas well as commanded one of those curious vessels with one mast and amighty squaresail fifty oars or so doublebanked a dragons tail inthe stern and a horses head at the prow in which the Phoenicians ofold and other mariners were wont to drive an extensive and lucrativetrade in the Mediterranean sometimes pushing their adventurous keelsbeyond the Pillars of Hercules visiting the distant Cassiterides or TinIsles and Albion and even penetrating northward into the Baltic insearch of tin amber gold and what notOne morning this captain whose name was Arkal sauntered up from theharbour to his hut which stood on a conspicuous eminence overlookingthe bay  His hands were not thrust into his pockets because he had nopockets to put them intothe simple tunic of the period being destituteof such appendages  Indeed the coarse linen tunic referred toconstituted the chief part of his costume the only other portions beinga pair of rude shoes on his feet a red fez or tarbouche on his bushybrown locks and yards of something wound round his lower limbs toprotect them from thorns on shore as well as from the rasping ofcordage and cargo at seaAt the door of his hut stood his pretty little Greek wife with a solidsquare bluff and resolute but not yet bronzed baby in her armsWell Penelope Im off said the captain  At least he used words tothat effect as he enveloped wife and baby in a huge embraceOf course he spoke in a dialect of ancient Greek of which we render afree translationThe leavetaking was of the briefest for just then a loud halloo fromhis mate or second in command apprised the captain that all was readyto set sail  But neither Penelope nor her husband were anxious souls oraddicted to the melting mood  The square baby was rather more given tosuch conditions  In emulation of the mate it set up a sudden howl whichsent its father away laughing to the harbourNo sign of the young men remarked the mate as his superior camewithin hailIt is ever the way with these halffledged boys who think themselvesmen while their faces are yet hairless growled the captain casting aglance at his unfailing chronometer the rising sun  They have no moreregard for the movements of that ball of fire than if it was set in thesky merely to shine and keep them warm and had no reference whatever totime  If this youth from Albion does not appear soon I shall set sailwithout him prince though he be and leave him to try his hand atswimming to the Cassiterides  His comrade and friend Dromas assuredme they would not keep us waiting but he is no better than the rest ofthema shouting singing smoothfaced sixfoot set they are whothink they inherit the combined wisdom of all their grandfathers butnone of their weaknesses reckless fearnothings fit only for war andthe Olympic gamesNevertheless we could not do well without them returned the mateglancing significantly at the ships crew a large proportion of whichwas composed of these same stalwart fearnothings of whom his leaderspoke so contemptuously at least they would make a fine show at thesegames and our ventures at sea would not prosper so well if we had notsuch to help usTrue true and I would not speak slightingly of them but they do tryones patience here is the wind failing and we all ready to hoistsail returned the captain with another growl a glance at the sky anda frown at his vessel everything about which betokened readiness forinstant departure  The crewpartly composed of slaveswere seated atthe oars the fighting men and seamen were all on board arranging theirshields round the vessels sides and the great sail was cast looseready to hoist as soon as the mouth of the harbour should be clearedJust then a band of young men issued from the town and the captainsgood humour was restored as they hurried towards him  They seemed to bemuch excited and talked in loud tones as they advanced their mannersand costumes indicating that they belonged to the upper ranks ofsocietyOne of the band a fair youth towered like Saul head and shouldersabove his fellows  Another of dark complexion handsome features andelegant active frame hurried forward to salute the captainI fear we have kept you waiting he said with a pleasant expressionthat disarmed reproofI will not deny that Dromas answered the captain but you have notdetained me long  Nevertheless I was on the point of sailing withoutyour friend for the winds and waves respect no oneBut you are neither a wind nor a wave remarked the youthTrue but I am the humble friend of both retorted the captain andam bound to accommodate myself to them  I suppose this is the princeyou spoke of he added turning to the towering youth already referredto with the air of a man who had as littleor as muchregard for aprince as a peasantYes Captain Arkal this is Prince Bladud  Let me present him to youAs the prince and the seaman joined hands the latter looked up from analtitude of five feet six and squared his broad shoulders with the airof a man ready to defy all creation and anxious rather than otherwiseto do so  The prince on the other hand looked down from an eminenceof six feet seven and bent his head with a modest grace and a genialsmile that indicated a desire to be on good terms if possible with theworld at largeAlthough almost equal as to physical strength the inequality of the twomen in height rendered their experience in,0
+Produced by Michael Pullen and David WidgerTHE MARBLE FAUNor The Romance of Monte BeniBY NATHANIEL HAWTHORNEVolume IIIn Two VolumesContents     Volume I     I       MIRIAM HILDA KENYON DONATELLO     II      THE FAUN     III     SUBTERRANEAN REMINISCENCES     IV      THE SPECTRE OF THE CATACOMB     V       MIRIAMS STUDIO     VI      THE VIRGINS SHRINE     VII     BEATRICE     VIII    THE SUBURBAN VILLA     IX      THE FAUN AND NYMPH     X       THE SYLVAN DANCE     XI      FRAGMENTARY SENTENCES     XII     A STROLL ON THE PINCIAN     XIII    A SCULPTORS STUDIO     XIV     CLEOPATRA     XV      AN AESTHETIC COMPANY     XVI     A MOONLIGHT RAMBLE     XVII    MIRIAMS TROUBLE     XVIII   ON THE EDGE OF A PRECIPICE     XIX     THE FAUNS TRANSFORMATION     XX      THE BURIAL CHANT     XXI     THE DEAD CAPUCHIN     XXII    THE MEDICI GARDENS     XXIII   MIRIAM AND HILDA     Volume II     XXIV    THE TOWER AMONG THE APENNINES     XXV     SUNSHINE     XXVI    THE PEDIGREE OF MONTE BENI     XXVII   MYTHS     XXVIII  THE OWL TOWER     XXIX    ON THE BATTLEMENTS     XXX     DONATELLOS BUST     XXXI    THE MARBLE SALOON     XXXII   SCENES BY THE WAY     XXXIII  PICTURED WINDOWS     XXXIV   MARKETDAY IN PERUGIA     XXXV    THE BRONZE PONTIFFS BENEDICTION     XXXVI   HILDAS TOWER     XXXVII  THE EMPTINESS OF PICTURE GALLERIES     XXXVIII ALTARS AND INCENSE     XXXIX   THE WORLDS CATHEDRAL     XL      HILDA AND A FRIEND     XLI     SNOWDROPS AND MAIDENLY DELIGHTS     XLII    REMINISCENCES OF MIRIAM     XLIII   THE EXTINCTION OF A LAMP     XLIV    THE DESERTED SHRINE     XLV     THE FLIGHT OF HILDAS DOVES     XLVI    A WALK ON THE CAMPAGNA     XLVII   THE PEASANT AND CONTADINA     XLVIII  A SCENE IN THE CORSO     XLIX    A FROLIC OF THE CARNIVAL     L       MIRIAM HILDA KENYON DONATELLOTHE MARBLE FAUNVolume IICHAPTER XXIVTHE TOWER AMONG THE APENNINESIt was in June that the sculptor Kenyon arrived on horseback at thegate of an ancient country house which from some of its featuresmight almost be called a castle situated in a part of Tuscany somewhatremote from the ordinary track of tourists Thither we must nowaccompany him and endeavor to make our story flow onward like astreamlet past a gray tower that rises on the hillside overlooking aspacious valley which is set in the grand framework of the ApenninesThe sculptor had left Rome with the retreating tide of foreignresidents For as summer approaches the Niobe of Nations is made tobewail anew and doubtless with sincerity the loss of that largepart of her population which she derives from other lands and on whomdepends much of whatever remnant of prosperity she still enjoys Romeat this season is pervaded and overhung with atmospheric terrors andinsulated within a charmed and deadly circle The crowd of wanderingtourists betake themselves to Switzerland to the Rhine or from thiscentral home of the world to their native homes in England or Americawhich they are apt thenceforward to look upon as provincial afteronce having yielded to the spell of the Eternal City The artist whocontemplates an indefinite succession of winters in this home of artthough his first thought was merely to improve himself by a briefvisit goes forth in the summer time to sketch scenery and costumeamong the Tuscan hills and pour if he can the purple air of Italyover his canvas He studies the old schools of art in the mountain townswhere they were born and where they are still to be seen in the fadedfrescos of Giotto and Cimabue on the walls of many a church or inthe dark chapels in which the sacristan draws aside the veil from atreasured picture of Perugino Thence the happy painter goes to walkthe long bright galleries of Florence or to steal glowing colors fromthe miraculous works which he finds in a score of Venetian palacesSuch summers as these spent amid whatever is exquisite in art or wildand picturesque in nature may not inadequately repay him for the chillneglect and disappointment through which he has probably languished inhis Roman winter This sunny shadowy breezy wandering life in whichhe seeks for beauty as his treasure and gathers for his winters,0
+MARUJAbyBRET HARTEMARUJACHAPTER IMorning was breaking on the high road to San Jose  The long lines ofdusty level track were beginning to extend their vanishing point inthe growing light on either side the awakening fields of wheat andoats were stretching out and broadening to the sky  In the east andsouth the stars were receding before the coming day in the west a fewstill glimmered caught among the bosky hills of the canada delRaimundo where night seemed to linger  Thither some obscurelowflying birds were slowly winging thither a gray coyote overtakenby the morning was awkwardly limping  And thither a tramping wayfarerturned plowing through the dust of the highway still unslaked by thedewless night to climb the fence and likewise seek the distant coverFor some moments man and beast kept an equal pace and gait with astrange similarity of appearance and expression the coyote bearingthat resemblance to his more civilized and harmless congener the dogwhich the tramp bore to the ordinary pedestrians but both exhibitingthe same characteristics of lazy vagabondage and semilawlessness thecoyotes slouching amble and uneasy stealthiness being repeated in thetramps shuffling step and sidelong glances Both were young andphysically vigorous but both displayed the same vacillating andawkward disinclination to direct effort  They continued thus half amile apart unconscious of each other until the superior faculties ofthe brute warned him of the contiguity of aggressive civilization andhe cantered off suddenly to the right fully five minutes before thebarking of dogs caused the man to make a detour to the left to avoidentrance upon a cultivated domain that lay before himThe trail he took led to one of the scant watercourses that issuedhalf spent from the canada to fade out utterly on the hot June plainIt was thickly bordered with willows and alders that made an arboredand feasible path through the dense woods and undergrowth  Hecontinued along it as if aimlessly stopping from time to time to lookat different objects in a dull mechanical fashion as if rather toprolong his useless hours than from any curious instinct and tooccasionally dip in the unfrequent pools of water the few crusts ofbread he had taken from his pocket Even this appeared to be suggestedmore by coincidence of material in the bread and water than from thepromptings of hunger  At last he reached a cuplike hollow in thehills lined with wild clover and thick with resinous odors  Here hecrept under a manzanitabush and disposed himself to sleep  The actshowed he was already familiar with the local habits of his class whoused the unfailing dry starlit nights for their wanderings and spentthe hours of glaring sunshine asleep or resting in some wayside shadowMeanwhile the light quickened and gradually disclosed the form andoutline of the adjacent domain  An avenue cut through a parklikewood carefully cleared of the undergrowth of gigantic ferns peculiarto the locality led to the entrance of the canada  Here began a vastterrace of lawn broken up by enormous bouquets of flowerbedsbewildering in color and profusion from which again rose the floweringvines and trailing shrubs that hid pillars veranda and even the longfacade of a great and dominant mansion But the delicacy of floraloutlines running to the capitals of columns and at times mounting tothe pediment of the roof the opulence of flashing color or the massingof tropical foliage could not deprive it of the imperious dignity ofsize and space Much of this was due to the fact that the originalcasaan adobe house of no mean pretensions dating back to the earlySpanish occupationhad been kept intact sheathed in a shell ofdarkred wood and still retaining its patio or inner courtyardsurrounded by low galleries while additions greater in extent thanthe main building had been erectednot as wings and projections butmassed upon it on either side changing its rigid square outlines to avague parallelogram  While the patio retained the Spanish conceptionof al fresco seclusion a vast colonnade of veranda on the southernside was a concession to American taste and its breadth gave thatdepth of shadow to the inner rooms which had been lost in the thinnershell of the new erection  Its cloistered gloom was lightened by thered fires of cardinal flowers dropping from the roof by the yellowsunshine of the jessamine creeping up the columns by billows ofheliotropes breaking over its base as a purple sea  Nowhere else didthe opulence of this climate of blossoms show itself as vividly  Eventhe Castilian roses that grew as vines along the east front thefuchsias that attained the dignity of trees in the patio or the fouror five monster passionvines that bestarred the low western wall andtold over and over again their mystic storypaled before the sensuousglory of the south verandaAs the sun arose that part of the quiet house first touched by itslight seemed to waken  A few lounging peons and servants made theirappearance at the entrance of the patio occasionally reinforced by anearlier life from the gardens and stables  But the south facade of thebuilding had not apparently gone to bed at all lights were stillburning dimly in the large ballroom a tray with glasses stood uponthe veranda near one of the open French windows and further on ahalfshut yellow fan lay like a fallen leaf  The sound ofcarriagewheels on the gravel terrace brought with it voices andlaughter and the swiftly passing vision of a charabancs filled withmuffled figures bending low to avoid the direct advances of the sunAs the carriage rolled away four men lounged out of a window on theveranda shading their eyes against the level beams  One was still inevening dress and one in the uniform of a captain of artillery theothers had already changed their gala attire the elder of the partyhaving assumed those extravagant tweeds which the tourist from GreatBritain usually offers as a gentle concession to inferior yet moreflorid civilization  Nevertheless he beamed back heartily on the sunand remarked in a pleasant Scotch accent that  Did they know it wasvery extraordinary how clear,15
+Produced by Al HainesFrontispiece Dark against the light illumination of the hall stoodLucy FultonWE THREEBYGOUVERNEUR MORRISAUTHOR OF THE SEVEN DARLINGS ETCILLUSTRATED BYHENRY HUTTGROSSET  DUNLAPPUBLISHERSNEW YORKCOPYRIGHT 1916 BYD APPLETON AND COMPANYCOPYRIGHT 1913 1916 BY THE INTERNATIONAL MAGAZINE COMPANYLIST OF ILLUSTRATIONSDark against the light illumination of the hall  stood Lucy Fulton       _Frontispiece_They met with an honest kiss like lovers long partedIts what you and I stood up and promised before  a lot of peopleYou are all that counts    you know thatWE THREEIWhen I know that Lucy is going to Palm Beach for the winter I shall goto Aiken  When I know that she is going to Aiken I shall go to PalmBeach  And I shall play the same game with Bar Harbor NewportEurope and other summer resorts  So we shall only meet by accidentand hardly ever  Weve been asked not toBut I ought to begin further back  It would do no harm to begin at thebeginning  There is even a kings advice to that effect  Said theking in Alice Begin at the Beginning go on to the End and thenstopIn the beginning then When I was a little boy old enough to bewarned against playing with matches I began of course to think themdesirable playthings and whenever I got a chance played with themAnd I never1 Set myself on fire2 Nor anybody else3 Nor the house in which my parents lived with meAnd yet I had been told that I should do all of these things not oftenperhaps but certainly every once in a whileOf course it is possible to do all sorts of things with a match  Youmay light it and blow it out for instance  Lighted you may put it inyour mouth without burning yourself  And if you do this in the darkthe light will shine through your cheek and if you are a fat child youwill give the impression of a Halloween lantern carved from a pumpkinOr you may light the butt of your fathers cigar and learn to smokeIt is one of the cheapest ways  Or you may set fire to the lower edgeof the newspaper which your grandfather is reading in the big armchairby the window and I guarantee that you will surprise him  Here is aninteresting play Light a match blow it out and while the end isstill red hot touch the cook firmly on the back of the neck  If shehas been reading Swinburne she will imagine that she has been kissed bya policeman  When she finds out that she hasnt she will bedisappointed and perhaps you will be disappointed too  Oh a matchis a wonderful thing even the wooden ones that are made on earth  Youmay burn a whole city to the ground  And once I am told there was aman who lighted a match and fired a cannon that was heard around theworldTo play with matches is one thing to play with the fire that you havelighted or helped light is another  And it was not until I playedwith fire that I did any real harm in this world that I know aboutPlaying with fire I singed a moth I singed a butterfly and I burnt amanIf this was just the story of my own life I wouldnt be so impertinentas to hope that it would be interesting to anybody  It isnt my storyand no matter how much I may seem to figure in it I am neither itshero nor I think the god who started the machineryThirtyfive years ago I took to live with me a middleaged couple whohad begun to fear that they were going to die without issue  Though Isay it that shouldnt I was very good to them  I let them kiss me andmaul me from morning till night  Later when I knew that it was thevery worst thing in the world for me I let them spoil me as much asthey wanted to  They even gave me the mans name without my consentand I didnt make a row  But I _did_ lift my head with sufficientsuddenness and violence to cause the Bishop of New York to bite histongue and to utter a word that is not to be found in the prayer bookI was christened Archibald Mannering DamnBut I have never used the surname with which the good Bishop sosuddenly and without due authorization provided me  Certain oldfriends acquainted with the story do not always however show myexquisite taste and reticence in this matter  Only the other day inthe Knickerbocker Club I overheard some men talking  And one of themin a voice which I did not care for said Archibald ManneringdamnAnd conveyed without other word or qualification than the tone of hisvoice that he had very little use for me  Well I can thank God forputting into the world some other people who have not that mansclearsightedness and excellent powers for passing judgment upon hisfellow menSo the man gave me his name and took other liberties with me and thewoman gave me her watch to break I broke it and took other libertiesand a second woman who called herself Nana took still other libertieswith meliberties which made me furiously angry at the time and whicheven now would make me blushSometimes I was sorry that I had taken the man and the woman to livewith me  At times they bored me  They seemed to me intelligent and Ihad to choose my words carefully and talk down to them as to a pair ofchildren  But I got used to them gradually  And I got to like themespecially the woman  I even formed the habit of forgiving her thingsoffhand without being asked toOh my dear parents I am only tryingto poke a little fun at you  And you werent middleaged when you cameto live with,47
+Produced by David Edwards and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet This file wasproduced from scans of public domain material produced byMicrosoft for their Live Search Books siteIllustration JACK MANAGED TO GET THE BALL AND START WITH IT FORTHE GOAL_The Rover Boys at Colby Hall_  _FrontispiecePage_ 223THE ROVER BOYS AT COLBY HALLOR_THE STRUGGLES OF THE YOUNG CADETS_ByARTHUR M WINFIELDEdward StratemeyerAUTHOR OF THE ROVER BOYS AT SCHOOL THE ROVERBOYS ON THE OCEAN THE PUTNAM HALL SERIES ETC_ILLUSTRATED_NEW YORKGROSSET  DUNLAPPUBLISHERSMade in the United States of AmericaBOOKS BY ARTHUR M WINFIELDEdward StratemeyerTHE FIRST ROVER BOYS SERIESTHE ROVER BOYS AT SCHOOLTHE ROVER BOYS ON THE OCEANTHE ROVER BOYS IN THE JUNGLETHE ROVER BOYS OUT WESTTHE ROVER BOYS ON THE GREAT LAKESTHE ROVER BOYS IN THE MOUNTAINSTHE ROVER BOYS IN CAMPTHE ROVER BOYS ON LAND AND SEATHE ROVER BOYS ON THE RIVERTHE ROVER BOYS ON THE PLAINSTHE ROVER BOYS IN SOUTHERN WATERSTHE ROVER BOYS ON THE FARMTHE ROVER BOYS ON TREASURE ISLETHE ROVER BOYS AT COLLEGETHE ROVER BOYS DOWN EASTTHE ROVER BOYS IN THE AIRTHE ROVER BOYS IN NEW YORKTHE ROVER BOYS IN ALASKATHE ROVER BOYS IN BUSINESSTHE ROVER BOYS ON A TOURTHE SECOND ROVER BOYS SERIESTHE ROVER BOYS AT COLBY HALLTHE PUTNAM HALL SERIESTHE PUTNAM HALL CADETSTHE PUTNAM HALL RIVALSTHE PUTNAM HALL CHAMPIONSTHE PUTNAM HALL REBELLIONTHE PUTNAM HALL ENCAMPMENTTHE PUTNAM HALL MYSTERY12mo Cloth IllustratedGROSSET  DUNLAP Publishers New YorkCOPYRIGHT 1917 BYEDWARD STRATEMEYER_The Rover Boys at Colby Hall_INTRODUCTIONMY DEAR BOYS This book is a complete story in itself but forms thefirst volume in a line issued under the general title The SecondRover Boys Series for Young AmericansAs mentioned in several of the other volumes of the first series thisline was started a number of years ago with the publication of TheRover Boys at School in which my readers were introduced to DickTom and Sam Rover three wideawake American lads In that volume andin those which followed I gave the particulars of their adventureswhile attending Putnam Hall Military Academy Brill College and whileon numerous outings both in our own country and abroadThe Rover boys were of course growing older and having met threeyoung ladies very much to their liking each married and settled downas related in detail in the several volumes immediately preceding thisThey were well established in business and in due course of time DickRover was blessed with a son as was also Sam while the funloving Tombecame the proud possessor of a pair of twins who were as full of lifeas their father had ever beenIn this volume the younger Rover boys are old enough to go to boardingschool They are sent to Colby Hall Military Academy presided over byan old friend and schoolmate of their fathers and there they make bothfriends and enemies and have numerous adventuresIn the beginning this chronicle of the younger Rovers I wish to thankmy numerous readers for all the kind things they have said about theother volumes in these series and I trust that they will make just asgood friends of Jack Andy and Randy and Fred as they did of DickTom and Sam RoverAffectionately and sincerely yoursEDWARD STRATEMEYERCONTENTS                                                             PAGE     I INTRODUCING THE YOUNGER ROVERS                           1    II SOMETHING OF THE PAST                                   13   III WHAT FOLLOWED ANOTHER TRICK                             24    IV JACK IN WALL STREET                                     35     V GETTING READY TO LEAVE                                  45    VI ON THE TRAIN                                            54   VII A SCENE IN THE DINING CAR                               65  VIII AT COLBY HALL                                           76    IX THE MISSING SUITCASE                                    88     X GETTING ACQUAINTED,15
+Produced by Jeroen Hellingman and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetIN PORTUGALNaar het Fransch vanGérard de Beauregard en Louis de FouchierO wat zijn die vriendelijke gastvrije dienstvaardige Portugeezenwel echt van ons latijnsche ras De ethnologen de archaelogen en dephysiologen die met behulp van microscopen en hypothesen de menschenhebben onderzocht mogen ons al verzekeren dat er in het bloed derLusitaniërs iberische bolletjes zweven en suevische westgothischeen karthaagsche moorsche en zelfs fransche die wel klein zijn maarzeer levendig het blijft niettemin duidelijk dat het amalgama ietslatijnsch is geworden zooals de amerikaansche wijnstok ten slottede Vougeot voortbrengt als hij maar genoeg sappen van de hellingenvan den Cote dOr heeft opgezogenAan wien zal men doen gelooven dat het oude Lusitanië met zijnvruchtbaren grond zijn donkerblauwen hemel zijn stroomend waterzijn rozen zijn palmen zijn oranjes en zijn onverstoorbaar goedhumeur niet een aartslatijnsch land isEn bovendien zonder al te lang stil te staan bij de deugden derPortugeezen zonder hen al te zeer te prijzen wat op hetzelfde neerzou komen als het uitbazuinen van onzen eigen lof herkennen wijhen als volbloed Latijnen juist door twee van hun ondeugdenVooreerst geven ze graag op zichzelf af net als wij en bij heneven als bij ons is in hetgeen ze beweren veel overdrijving meteen ondergrond van waarheid Vervolgens houden ze van staatsiewoordenpraal en ostentatie maar op een naïeve manier goedaardignooit met het doel om den buurman onaangenaam te wezen of hem zijnkleinheid te doen gevoelen Zoo is daar ginds ieder illustrissimeen dat gaat zoo ver dat de officiëele gedrukte stukken die bestemdzijn om met antwoorden aan allerlei vragers te worden gezondendeze uitdrukking als aanspraak dragen Illustrissime wil niet zeggenillustre dat is beroemd of doorluchtig Vasco de Gama is beroemdmen noemt hem illustre maar gij en ik wij zijn illustrissime menmoet het weten om daaruit te besluiten dat sommige superlatieven eenverkleinende beteekenis hebben Excellentissime is ook druk in gebruiken men past het woord zonder iemand aanstoot te geven op den eerstenden besten schurk toe Men heeft daaruit afgeleid dat in Portugalieder van adel is en trotsch is op zijn hooge geboorte Maar nietsis minder waar De oude familiën zijn precies bekend in spijt vande veelheid der namen waarover ze beschikken en zij zijn volstrektniet bijzonder talrijkIn waarheid is Portugal echter een heerlijk land en hier doet zichde gelegenheid voor om opruiming te houden onder een hoop oudegeschiedenissen en sprookjes die in oude tijden zijn rondgebazuinddoor den een of anderen vroolijken prater die graag voor gewichtigdoor wilde gaan en pronken wou met wat hij op zijn reizen had gezienAls men geloof wilde slaan aan wat sommige fijngevoeligen vertellenwonen er in hoofdzaak in Portugal roovers en ongedierte Wat de eerstenaangaat die zijn als ze bestaan al zeer bescheiden want wij hebbende eenzaamste wegen bezocht en de meest afgelegen provincies te voetper rijtuig per fiets en per ezel des morgens overdag en des nachtsbij maneschijn en zonder maan zonder ooit wat anders te ontmoetendan vreedzame boeren op hun ezeltjes gezeten of karren bespannenmet kleine goedmoedige ossen die eerder deden denken aan Berquin danaan de verschrikkingen van het Ambigu Wat sterker is de bedelaarsdie men er vindt als overal elders oefenen hun bedrijf uit met eenmatiging waar het zoo lastige en opdringerige bedelvolk van ToledoGranada en Burgos en zooveel andere steden van het schiereiland eenvoorbeeld aan kon nemenWat het ongedierte betreft wij hadden bij het overtrekken van degrens een lichte huivering gevoeld en vóór onzen geest waren beeldenverrezen van witte broeken die zwart zagen van de luizen van kamersbezet door de verschrikkelijkste garnizoenen Dat kwam doordat inde stations in de straten en zelfs o teedere oplettendheid in dehotelvestibules een welsprekend reclamebiljet te zien was dat eeninsectenpoeder aanprees zoo onfeilbaar dat de teekenaar een kerkhofhad voorgesteld met verschillende grafsteenen waaronder luizen envlooien en mijten sluimerden en onder het prachtigst mausoleum degroote dames der bende leden van het wandgedierteDe werkelijkheid geleek in niets op die schildering Men moet afstanddoen van de vuile herbergen de onsmakelijke vertrekken de gangenwaar men varkens en andere liefheden ontmoet alles dingen die bijons in Frankrijk nog voorspeld worden aan de waaghalzen wier lustuitgaat naar zulk een verre reis Portugal is zelfs in Algarvië enAlemtejo een volkomen zindelijk land Natuurlijk denken wij hieraan de hôtels en inrichtingen waar men mag aannemen dat de gewonereiziger vertoeft Laat men niet aankomen met de slechte luchtjes indie of die straat de vuilheid van dat of dat huis Wie Parijs eenmooie wereldstad noemt bedoelt ook niet dat hij die meening heeftopgedaan in een of ander achtersteegje die er toch wel zijn De aanweelde gewende kan in Portugal overal een goed onderkomen vindenschoone lakens voldoende maaltijden en een vriendelijke ontvangstwat niet weinig beteekentHet beste jaargetijde voor Portugal is de winter die bijna altijdwindstil en helder is van October af In April is er veel wind envaak regen vooral in het Noorden van het land terwijl JanuariFebruari en Maart prachtig zijnOm op de hôtels terug te komen het moet erkend dat zindelijkheid nietaltijd dezelfde beteekenis heeft als geriefelijk Vooral aan de beddenmankeerde uit het oogpunt van comfort veel Ze waren ongeloofelijkhard een plank met een matras van niet meer dan drie vinger dikmet stroo stijf gevuld ziedaar het portugeesche bed Daarbij warenze zeer kort zoo kort dat men zonder een reus te zijn er aan tweeeinden buiten uit stak Natuurlijk went men er wel aan net als aanalle dingen maar het is niet alles een genoegenZelfs te Lissabon blijven de bedden in hun aard volharden en behoudenhun onvermurwbaar karakter Wij logeerden in een groot hôtel prachtiguitzicht ruime kamers lift baden electriciteit gérant met eenkaal hoofd prachtig uitgedoste chasseurs enfin alles uiterstmodern Welnu bij die inrichting bleven toch de bedden naar detraditie en als ze misschien veêren hadden waren het erg stijveWat toiletgeriefelijkheden aangaat de sybariet van over de Pyreneeënheeft nog wel wat te klagen de waschkommen zijn groot en met bloemenbeschilderd maar er zit een tuit aan voor het leêgen waardoor zelastig zijn in het gebruik terwijl de waterkan niet veel meer isdan een kleine gieter waar men altijd mee moet morsen Ze hebbenoveral hetzelfde model zoodat men in,54
+A WARD OF THE GOLDEN GATEbyBret HarteJTABLE 5 9 1PROLOGUEIn San Francisco the rainy season had been making itself a reality tothe wondering Eastern immigrant  There were short days of driftingclouds and flying sunshine and long succeeding nights of incessantdownpour when the rain rattled on the thin shingles or drummed on theresounding zinc of pioneer roofs  The shifting sanddunes on theoutskirts were beaten motionless and sodden by the onslaught ofconsecutive storms the southeast trades brought the saline breath ofthe outlying Pacific even to the busy haunts of Commercial and Kearneystreets the lowlying Mission road was a quagmire along the CityFront despite of piles and pier and wharf the Pacific tides stillasserted themselves in mud and ooze as far as Sansome Street thewooden sidewalks of Clay and Montgomery streets were mere floatingbridges or buoyant pontoons superposed on elastic bogs Battery Streetwas the Silurian beach of that early period on which tin canspackingboxes freight household furniture and even the runaway crewsof deserted ships had been cast away  There were dangerous and unknowndepths in Montgomery Street and on the Plaza and the wheels of apassing carriage hopelessly mired had to be lifted by the volunteerhands of a half dozen highbooted wayfarers whose wearers weresufficiently content to believe that a woman a child or an invalidwas behind its closed windows without troubling themselves or theoccupant by looking through the glassIt was a carriage that thus released eventually drew up before thesuperior public edifice known as the City Hall  From it a womanclosely veiled alighted and quickly entered the building A fewpassersby turned to look at her partly from the rarity of the femalefigure at that period and partly from the greater rarity of its beingwell formed and even ladylikeAs she kept her way along the corridor and ascended an iron staircaseshe was passed by others more preoccupied in business at the variouspublic offices  One of these visitors however stopped as if struckby some fancied resemblance in her appearance turned and followedher  But when she halted before a door marked Mayors Office hepaused also and with a look of half humorous bewilderment and aslight glance around him as if seeking for some one to whom to imparthis arch fancy he turned away  The woman then entered a largeanteroom with a certain quick feminine gesture of relief and findingit empty of other callers summoned the porter and asked him somequestion in a voice so suppressed by the official severity of theapartment as to be hardly audible  The attendant replied by enteringanother room marked Mayors Secretary and reappeared with astripling of seventeen or eighteen whose singularly bright eyes wereall that was youthful in his composed features  After a slightscrutiny of the womanhalf boyish half officialhe desired her to beseated with a certain exaggerated gravity as if he was overacting agrownup part and taking a card from her reentered his officeHere however he did NOT stand on his head or call out a confederateyouth from a closet as the woman might have expected  To the left wasa green baize door outlined with brassstudded rivets like a cheerfulcoffinlid and bearing the mortuary inscription Private  This hepushed open and entered the Mayors private officeThe municipal dignitary of San Francisco although an erectsoldierlike man of strong middle age was seated with his officialchair tilted back against the wall and kept in position by his feet onthe rungs of another which in turn acted as a support for a secondman who was seated a few feet from him in an easychair Both werelazily smokingThe Mayor took the card from his secretary glanced at it saidHullo and handed it to his companion who read aloud Kate Howardand gave a prolonged whistleWhere is she asked the MayorIn the anteroom sirAny one else thereNo sirDid you say I was engagedYes sir but it appears she asked Sam who was with you and when hetold her she said All right she wanted to see Colonel Pendleton tooThe men glanced interrogatively at each other but Colonel Pendletonabruptly anticipating the Mayors functions said Have her in andsettled himself back in his chairA moment later the door opened and the stranger appeared  As sheclosed the door behind her she removed her heavy veil and displayedthe face of a very handsome woman of past thirty  It is only necessaryto add that it was a face known to the two men and all San FranciscoWell Kate said the Mayor motioning to a chair but without risingor changing his attitude  Here I am and here is Colonel Pendletonand these are office hours  What can we do for youIf he had received her with magisterial formality or even politelyshe would have been embarrassed in spite of a certain boldness of herdark eyes and an ever present consciousness of her power  It ispossible that his own ease and that of his companion was part of theirinstinctive good nature and perception  She accepted it as such tookthe chair familiarly and seated herself sideways upon it her rightarm half encircling its back and hanging over it altogether an easyand not ungraceful poseThank you JackI mean Mr Mayorand you too Harry  I came onbusiness  I want you two men to act as guardians for my littledaughterYour what asked the two men simultaneouslyMy daughter she repeated with a short laugh which however endedwith a note of defiance  Of course you dont know  Well she addedhalf aggressively and yet with the air of hurrying over a compromisingand inexplicable weakness the long and short of it is Ive got alittle girl down at the Convent of Santa Clara and have hadthereIve been taking care of herGOOD care too boysfor some time  Andnow I want to put things square for her for the future  See  I wantto make over to her all my propertyits nigh on to seventyfivethousand dollars for Bob Snelling put me up to getting those waterlots a year agoand you see Ill have to,18
+Produced by Pedro Saborano produced from scanned imagesof public domain material from Google Book SearchA filha do cabindaPORTOIMPRENSA PORTUGUEZA BOMJARDIM 181ALFREDO CAMPOSA FILHA DO CABIDAROMANCE ORIGINALPORTO EDITORESPEIXOTO  PINTO JUNIOR 119 Rua do Almada 123 1873A SEUSILLUSTRISSIMOS E EXCELLENTISSIMOS TIOSJOSÉ DALMEIDA CAMPOSANTÓNIO DALMEIDA CAMPOS E SILVAeJOAQUIM DALMEIDA CAMPOSOFFERECEO auctor                                               Exmos Tios e amigosA filha do cabinda é uma recordação singellissima de muitas queconservo de alguns annos passados na formosa capital do vasto Imperiodo BrazilTranscrevia do livro da minha memoria para este que aqui vaisingello despretencioso sem flores e sem perfumes unicamente nointuito de matar horas denfado e dias de melancholiaResolvido agora e quem sabe se imprudentemente a fazela correr mundonas azas da publicidade lembroume collocar os seus nomes na primeirapagina como pequenissima significação da muita estima e da muitagratidão que devo a cada umBem sei que muito fica da divida por saldar mas quero ao menosmostrarlhes deste modo que não esqueço o muito que teem a haver dossentimentos do meu coraçãoAcceitem pois a offerta que é singella e avaliemna pela intenção enão pelo que éSempre                                           Sobrinho amigo e agradecido                                                       Alfredo CamposA FILHA DO CABINDAA FILHA DO CABINDAIA filha do cabinda é formosa como a visão dum sonho celeste meiga comoo canto do sabiá poisado nos galhos do cajueiro e ingenua como avirgem da innocenciaO cabinda é negro e negro de raça fina mas é branca a sua filha efilha porque o velho escravo quer muito á senhora moça que ellebeijava e embalava no seu collo quando era pequeninaRevêse nella e nella se mira doido daffeição o pobre negro e tantoa gravou na ideia tanto a traz no coração que chega até a esquecersedo trabalho sujeitandose ás reprehensões do seu senhor parainsensivelmente se entregar a scismar nella que é tão bondosa tãomeiga e tão carinhosa para elle nella que por uma destas illusõesdestas miragens destas doidices dum grande affecto e duma vivasympathia chega a julgar realmente sua filhaE _filha do cabinda_ lhe chama elleO negro vivia na sua terra alegre e feliz lá tinha seus paes a suacompanheira os filhos e a sua familiaUm dia não sabe como achouse com todos elles dentro dum navio quecomeçou a affastalo cada vez mais da sua patria Passou assim algumtempo entre as duas immensidões o mar e o céo sem sentir saudades dasua terra porque levava ainda ao seu lado aquelles que lhe davamalegria Depois pozeramo de novo em terra levaramo a elle e aos seuscompanheiros para uma grande casa onde os brancos começaram a disputaro preço por que haviam de compralosO cabinda foi vendido e quizeram levaloLevalo E a sua companheira e os filhos e seus paesEsses foram vendidos tambem e cada um a seu senhorTristissimo era o negocio da escravidãoReagiu o negro quando o quizeram separar dos seus e quando tambem osseparavam delleTeve então saudades da sua patria terriveis sem duvida porque eramao mesmo tempo saudades da sua liberdadeFizeramlhe porém estancar as lagrimas angustiosas as ameaças dumaçoite e o Cabinda lá partiu sem esperanças de tornar a vêr os filhosqueridos que nem sequer beijara na despedida a esposa que elleadorava com um culto rude mas sincero e os paes que elle respeitavacom a sua veneração selvagemPartiu mas ainda assim boa estrella o guiava porque cortandolhe asaffeições mais caras da sua vida ao menos o levaram para onde tinha deser estimado quasi como pessoa de familia e não como escravo e negroque eraEm casa do seu senhor foi elle encontrar uma creancinha de dois annosque tinha uns olhos lindos os cabellos como os olhos negros da côr doabysmo e um rosto como o dos anjos dum sonho de poeta como o dasfadas boas das visões nocturnas das mattas virgensA convivencia foio affeiçoando áquella creancinha que lhe sorria tãoinnocentemente que lhe estendia alegre os bracinhos mimosos ebrincando o abraçava carinhosamente pelas pernasO negro quando via a pequenina Magdalena sentia não sei que doçurasnalma não sei que effluvios no coração mas que deviam sergratissimos porque os olhos desannuviavamselhe logo das sombras detristeza que os velavam sempre e os labios desatavamselhe numsorriso de sincero e intimo jubiloE tomavaa no collo sentavase com ella á sombra das copadastamarindeiras ou das laranjeiras em flor cobriaa de beijos e affagosentretecialhe corôas de jasmins e martyrios e olhavaa assim numaespecie de adoração sublime e concentrada talvez com a recordação nosfilhinhos que perdera e que eram tambem pequeninos como a mimosaMagdalenaTinha dez annos a filha do cabinda quando perdeu sua mãeFicavamlhe os affagos dum pae estremoso e os carinhos do negroaffeiçoado mas que valia tudo isso que valia a gotta dagua para tãogrande sêde o atomo em face da immensidade desfeitaO negro que era dedicado á sua senhora tanto como á pequeninaMagdalena esqueceuse da sua condição de escravo e arrojouse em umimpeto de dôr e daffecto a entrar no quarto da moribunda poucosmomentos antes della despedir o derradeiro alentoEstava junto ao leito Jorge de Macedo que era o seu senhor embebendoem beijos lacrymosos o rosto da innocente que ia em breve ser o seuunico encanto neste mundoOs dois pae e filha assistiam angustiados ao desabamento daquelleedificio da sua venturaO cabinda entrou como perdido olhou para Jorge com receio com amorpara Magdalena e foi ajoelharse de mãos postas junto ao,29
+Produced by Marilynda FraserCunliffe Anne Storer and theOnline Distributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetThis file was made using scans of public domain works inthe International Childrens Digital LibraryIllustration                      THE                BARBADOES GIRL            A Tale for Young People                BY MRS HOFLAND                   AUTHOR OFTHE CLERGYMANS WIDOW THE SISTERS BLIND FARMER   AFFECTIONATE BROTHERS ELLEN THE TEACHER      GOOD GRANDMOTHER MERCHANTS WIDOW               ETC ETC ETC                            The indulgence of passion makes bitter work for repentance and produces afeeble old age                                                 BACONAs violent contrary winds endanger a ship so it is with turbulent emotionsin the mind whereas such as are favourable awaken the understanding keepin motion the will and make the whole man more vigorous       ADDISON                                      _A NEW EDITION REVISED_                   BOSTON             CHASE AND NICHOLS            43 WASHINGTON STREET                    1863                                   THE BARBADOES GIRLCHAPTER IAs Mr Harewood was one evening sitting with his wife and children he toldthem that he expected soon to receive among them the daughter of a friendwho had lately died in the West IndiesMr Harewoods family consisted of his wife two sons and a daughter theeldest named Edmund was about twelve years of age Charles the secondwas scarcely ten and Ellen the daughter had just passed her eighthbirthday they were all sensible affectionate children but a littledifferent in disposition the eldest being grave and studious the secondlively and active and as he was nearer to Ellens age she was ofteninclined to romp with him when she should have minded her book but shewas so fond of her mamma and was educated with such a proper sense of theduty and obedience she owed her that a word or a look never failed torestrain the exuberance of her spiritsChildren are alike naturally curious and fond of society the momenttherefore Mr Harewood mentioned their expected guest every one hadsome question to ask respecting her but as Ellens was uttered with mostmildness and modesty she was first answered and her brother Charlestaking this hint listened quietly to the following conversation notjoining in it till he felt that he had a right to do so from havingpractised a forbearance that cost him some effort_Ellen_Pray papa what is this little girls name and how old is she_Father_She is called Matilda Sophia Hanson her father was a man ofgood fortune and she is an only child I believe however his affairs arein an unsettled state as her mother is under the necessity of remainingsome time in the country in order to settle them It is at her earnestrequest that I have been prevailed upon to accept the charge of herdaughter I believe she is about a year younger than you but as the growthof people in warm countries is more rapid than in this I expect to see herquite as tall and forward as you Ellen_Ellen_But dear papa how will she get here from a place on the otherside of the globe I mean who will bring her for I know of course thatshe must come in a ship_Father_She will be attended by a negro servant who has always waitedupon her and who will return after she is safely landed I suppose_Ellen_Poor thing how she will cry when she leaves her own dear mammawhen she is to cross the wide sea and then again when she parts with hergood nurse I dare say she will kiss her very fondly though she is ablack_Charles_Oh she will forget her sorrow when she sees so many thingsthat are quite new to her Im afraid shell think Ellen and us boys verysilly ignorant creatures compared to her who has seen so much of theworld upon my word we must be all upon our good behaviour_Father_I hope you will behave well not merely from consciousinferiority but because you would be both impolite and unkind if youomitted any thing in your power that could render a stranger happy who isso entirely thrown upon our protectionone too who has lost a fondfather and is parted from a tender mother_Edmund_But papa as Miss Hanson is coming to England for educationand is yet very young surely Charles must be wrong in supposing that sheis wiser or I ought to say better informed than we are since it isutterly improbable that she,0
+Produced by Susan Skinner Jordan and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetTranscribers Note This text is intended for users whose text readerscannot use the real unicodeutf8 version of the file Charactersthat could not be fully displayed have been represented using thefollowing schemex represents the any character x with a macron aboveThe oe ligature is represented by the two characters oeTHE SCOTTISH REFORMATIONIllustration Handwritten yrs always cordially Alex F MitchellTHESCOTTISH REFORMATIONIts Epochs Episodes Leaders andDistinctive CharacteristicsBeing the Baird Lecture for 1899BY THE LATEALEXANDER F MITCHELL DD LLDEMERITUS PROFESSOR OF CHURCH HISTORYIN ST ANDREWS UNIVERSITYEDITED BYD HAY FLEMING LLD_WITH A BIOGRAPHICAL SKETCH OF THE AUTHORBY JAMES CHRISTIE DD_WILLIAM BLACKWOOD AND SONSEDINBURGH AND LONDONMDCCCCPREFACEFew men have shown more indomitable application to an arduous duty amidphysical weakness and bodily pain than did the author of these Lecturesin their preparation and revision In the MS there are a goodly numberof additions and minute alterations in his own handsome of them verytremulous some of them in ink some of them in pencil He intended torevise them still more carefully ere they were published but expressedthe desire that if he were not spared to do so I would see themthrough the press The Master whom he served so long and so faithfullyhaving released him from the work he loved so well and from thesuffering he so patiently endured the final revision has devolved uponmeOn the suggestion of Professor Robertson the book has been arranged inchapters The sixth lecture having temporarily gone amissing before itsdelivery Dr Mitchell prepared a rescension of it The original and therescension are now combined in chapter x He intended to devote an extralecture to Alesius and another to Andrew Melville but unfortunatelywas unable The chapter on Alesius is therefore taken from two of hisclasslectures some of the longer extracts being thrown intoappendices and a few passages being slightly compressed This is atonce the fullest and the best account of Alesius that has yet beenpublished The facts concerning Melville in chapter x are supplementedto a small extent in the paper quoted in Appendix AComparatively few of the authorities were entered in the MS when it wasplaced in my hands I have filled in many and have taken care inalmost every instance where volume and page are given to check thequotations with the originals My notes and my additions to DrMitchells notes are enclosed within square brackets but when I havemerely supplied authorities they are not so distinguished The listwhich he had drawn up of the works of Alesius was partly in an obsoleteform of shorthand which to me was quite undecipherable Having beenprivileged to examine a good many of these rare treatises in variouspublic libraries I have been able though only to an inconsiderabledegree to supplement the list these additions being marked like thosein the notes and other appendices In revising the Lectures themselvesI have corrected a number of trifling slips but have made no alterationof which Dr Mitchell would not have cordially approved had his attentionbeen drawn to itIn preparing the Lectures Dr Mitchell availed himself of elaboratearticles he had written at various times for periodicals and otherpublications The present volume is valuable in several ways not theleast of these being that it embodies on many obscure and importantpoints the matured views of one of the most competent and cautious ofhistorical studentsof one who grudged no time and spared no labour ineliciting and elucidating the truthD H F_December 1899_Illustration signed yrs always cordially Alex F MitchellTHE SCOTTISH REFORMATION CONTENTS                                                                    PAGEBIOGRAPHICAL SKETCH OF DR MITCHELL                                  xiiiCHAPTER ITHE NATURE AND NEED OF THE REFORMATION                                 1CHAPTER IIPATRICK HAMILTON                                                      19CHAPTER IIITHE OPPRESSED AND THE OPPRESSORS                                      34CHAPTER IVGEORGE WISHART                                                        56CHAPTER VKNOX AS LEADER OF OUR REFORMATION                                     79CHAPTER VITHE OLD SCOTTISH CONFESSION OF 1560                                   99CHAPTER VIITHE BOOK OF COMMON ORDER,4
+Produced by Audrey Longhurst Christine P Travers and theOnline Distributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetTranscribers note Obvious printers errors have been correctedall other inconsistencies are as in the original Authors spellinghas been maintainedProbable typoPages named by the author are under the format p xxOriginal pagination of the book have been kept under theformat pxxxMissing page numbers correspond to blank pagesPage numbers corresponding to full page illustrationswhich have been inserted in the caption of the illustrationmay seem out of order the illustration having been moved outof the paragraphThe illustrations of the page 31 and 89 share their captionswith the illustration above them                         THE MOUNTAIN                        THAT WAS GOD               BEING A LITTLE BOOK ABOUT THE GREAT              PEAK WHICH THE INDIANS NAMED TACOMA             BUT WHICH IS OFFICIALLY CALLED RAINIER                     By JOHN H WILLIAMS             _O rarest miracle of mountain heights             Thou hast the sky for thy imperial dome             And dwellst among the stars all days and nights             In the far heavens familiarly at home_                  William Hillis Wynn Mt Tacoma an Apotheosis               Second Edition revised and greatly               enlarged with 190 illustrations               including eight colored halftones                    TACOMA JOHN H WILLIAMS             NEW YORK G P PUTNAMS SONS LONDON                            1911Illustration Copyright 1905 By Kiser Photo CoGreat Crevasses in the upper part of Cowlitz GlacierCopyright 1910 1911 by John H Williamsp007Illustration On the summit of Eagle Rock in winterBoys looking over an 800foot precipiceFOREWORDEvery summer there is demand for illustrated literature describing themountain variously called Rainier or Tacoma Hitherto we have hadonly small collections of pictures without text and confined to thefamiliar south and southwest sidesThe little book which I now offer aims to show the grandest and mostaccessible of our extinct volcanoes from all points of view Like theglacial rivers its text will be found a narrow stream flowing swiftlyamidst great mountain scenery Its abundant illustrations cover notonly the giants fairyland south of the peak but also the equallystupendous scenes that await the adventurer who penetrates the hardertrails and climbs the greater glaciers of the north and east slopesThe title adopted for the book has reference of course to the Indiannature worship of which something is said in the opening chapterBoth the title and a small part of the matter are reprinted from anarticle which I contributed last year to the _New York Evening Post_Attention is called to the tangle in the names of glaciers and theneed of a definitive nomenclature As to the name of the Mountainitself that famous bone of contention between two cities I greatlyprefer Tacoma one of the several authentic forms of the Indian nameused by different tribes but I believe that Tahoma proposed by theRotary Club of Seattle would be a justifiable compromise and satisfynearly everybody Its adoption would free our national map from onemore of its meaningless namesthe name in this case of anundistinguished foreign naval officer whose only connection with ourhistory is the fact that he fought against us during the AmericanRevolution Incidentally it would also free me from the need of anapology for using the hybrid RainierTacoma Many of theillustrations show wide reaches of wonderful country and theirdetails may well be studied with a reading glassI am much indebted to the librarians and their courteous assistants atthe Seattle and Tacoma public libraries also to Prof Flett for hisinteresting account of the flora of the National Park to Mr EugeneRicksecker of the United States Engineer Corps for permission toreproduce his new map of the Park now printed for the first timeand most of all to the photographers both professional and amateurIn the table of illustrations credit is given the maker of eachphotograph The book is sent out in the hope of promoting a widerknowledge of our countrys noblest landmark May it lead many of itsreaders to delightful days of recreation and adventure  Tacoma June 1 1910                      J H WSecond EditionThe text has been carefully revised much new matteradded and the information for tourists brought to date Theillustrations have been rearranged and more p008 than fifty newones included Views of the west and south sides mainly occupy thefirst half of the book while the later pages carry the reader eastand north from the Nisqually countryNearly five thousand negatives and photographs have now been examinedin selecting copy for the engravers In the table of illustrations Iam glad to place the names of,4
+Produced by Suzanne ShellGraeme Mackreth and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetTHE STORY OF A CANNONEER UNDER STONEWALL JACKSONIllustration GENERAL STONEWALL JACKSONFRONTISPIECEThe Story of a CannoneerUnder Stonewall JacksonIN WHICH IS TOLD THE PART TAKEN BY THEROCKBRIDGE ARTILLERY IN THE ARMYOF NORTHERN VIRGINIABYEDWARD A MOOREOf the Rockbridge ArtilleryWITH INTRODUCTIONS BYCAPT ROBERT E LEE JR and HON HENRYST GEORGE TUCKER_Fully Illustrated by Portraits_NEW YORK AND WASHINGTONTHE NEALE PUBLISHING COMPANY1907Copyright 1907 byE A MOORETO MY COMRADESOF THEROCKBRIDGE ARTILLERYCONTENTS                                                                   PAGEIntroduction by Capt Robert E Lee Jr                             13Introduction by Henry St George Tucker                             15IWashington CollegeLexingtonVirginia MilitaryInstitute                                                           19IIEntering the ServiceMy First BattleBattle ofKernstown                                                           25IIIThe RetreatCedar CreekGeneralAshbySkirmishesMcGaheysville                                    34IVSwift Run GapReorganization of the BatteryWadingin the MudCrossing and Recrossing the Blue RidgeBattleof McDowellReturn to the Valley                                   43VBridgewaterLuray ValleyFront RoyalFollowingGeneral BanksNight MarchBattle ofWinchesterBankss Retreat                                         52VICapturing Federal CavalryCharlestownExtraordinaryMarch                                                               60VIIGeneral Jackson Narrowly Escapes Being Capturedat Port RepublicContest Between Confederatesand Federals for Bridge over Shenandoah                             66VIIIBattle of Port Republic                                       72IXFrom Browns Gap to StauntonFrom Stauntonto RichmondCold HarborGeneral Lee VisitsHis Son in the Battery                                              77XGeneral Jackson Compliments the BatteryMalvernHillMy Visit to Richmond                                          86XIFrom Richmond to GordonsvilleBattle of CedarRunDeath of General WinderDeserters ShotCrossthe Rappahannock                                                    93XIICapture of Railroad Trains at Manassas JunctionBattlewith Taylors New Jersey BrigadeNight March by Light ofBurning Cars                                                       102XIIICircuitous Night MarchFirst Day of SecondManassasArrival of Longstreets Corps                            110XIVThe Second Battle of ManassasIncidents andScenes on the Battlefield                                          117XVBattle of ChantillyLeesburgCrossing the Potomac            125XVIMarylandMy Day in Frederick City                            130XVIIReturn to VirginiaInvestment and Capture,13
+Produced by Stephen Hope and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetTHE PANAMA CANAL CONFLICTBETWEEN GREAT BRITAIN ANDTHE UNITED STATES OF AMERICACAMBRIDGE UNIVERSITY PRESSLondon FETTER LANE E CC F CLAY ManagerEdinburgh 100 PRINCES STREETLondon STEVENS AND SONS Ltd119 and 120 CHANCERY LANEBerlin A ASHER AND COLeipzig F A BROCKHAUSNew York G P PUTNAMS SONSBombay and Calcutta MACMILLAN AND CO Ltd_All rights reserved_THE PANAMA CANAL CONFLICTBETWEEN GREAT BRITAIN ANDTHE UNITED STATES OF AMERICAA STUDYBYL OPPENHEIM M A LL DWhewell Professor of International Law in the University of CambridgeHonorary Member of the Royal Academy of Jurisprudence at Madrid Memberof the Institute of International LawSECOND EDITIONCambridgeat the University Press1913CambridgePRINTED BY JOHN CLAY M AAT THE UNIVERSITY PRESSPREFACE TO THE SECOND EDITIONTo my great surprise the publishers inform me that the first editionof my modest study on the Panama Canal conflict between Great Britainand the United States is already out of print and that a second editionis at once required As this study had been written before thediplomatic correspondence in the matter was available the idea istempting now to rewrite the essay taking into account the argumentsproffered in Sir Edward Greys despatch to the British Ambassador atWashington of November 14 1912see Parliamentary Paper Cd 6451andin answer thereto in Mr Knoxs despatch to the American ChargédAffaires in London of January 17 1913see Parliamentary Paper Cd6585 But apart from the fact that the immediate need of a secondedition does not permit me time to rewrite the work it seemedadvisable to reprint the study in its original form correcting onlysome misprints and leaving out the footnote on page 5 It had beenwritten _sine ira et studio_ and without further information thanthat which could be gathered from the ClaytonBulwer Treaty theHayPauncefote Treaty the HayVarilla Treaty the Panama Canal Actand the Memorandum which President Taft left when signing that ActHence the reader is presented with a study which is absolutelyindependent of the diplomatic correspondence and he can exercise hisown judgment in comparing my arguments with those set forth _pro etcontra_ the British interpretation of the HayPauncefote Treaty inthe despatches of Sir Edward Grey and Mr KnoxL OCambridge_February 15 1913_CONTENTS   I Article III No 1 of the HayPauncefote Treaty of 1901 andSection 5 of the American Panama Canal Act of 1912 pp 56TheMemorandum of President Taft pp 79The interpretation of ArticleIII of the HayPauncefote Treaty preferred by the United States pp911  II The claim of the United States that she has granted the use ofthe Panama Canal under a conditional mostfavourednation clause pp1114The United States has never possessed the power of refusing togrant the use of the Panama Canal to vessels of foreign nations onterms of entire equality p 15Such use is the condition under whichGreat Britain consented to the substitution of the HayPauncefoteTreaty for the ClaytonBulwer Treaty p 16 III If the use of the Panama Canal by vessels of foreign nationswere derived from mostfavourednation treatment the United Stateswould not be bound to submit to the rules of Article III Nos 26 ofthe HayPauncefote Treaty p 17The Panama Canal would then lose itsneutral character and would be in danger of eventually being made thetheatre of war p 18But it is the intention of the HayPauncefoteTreaty permanently to neutralise the Panama Canal p 18The threeobjects of the neutralisation of an Inter Oceanic Canal pp 1920Isthe United States under the HayPauncefote Treaty subjected to moreonerous conditions than Turkey and Egypt are under the Suez CanalTreaty pp 2022  IV Six reasons for the untenability of the American interpretationof Article III No 1 of the HayPauncefote Treaty p 23Thestipulation of Article VIII of the ClaytonBulwer Treaty p 23Themotive for and the condition of the substitution of the HayPauncefoteTreaty for the ClaytonBulwer Treaty p 24The rules of the SuezCanal Treaty which serve as the basis of the neutralisation of thePanama Canal p 25Literal meaning of the words all nations p26Importance of Article IV of the HayPauncefote Treaty p 26Thevarious contingencies contemplated by Article II of the same treaty p27   V The American contention that the exemption of American coastingtrade vessels from the payment of canal tolls does not discriminateagainst foreign vessels p 29Every vessel shall bear a proportionatepart of the cost of the Panama Canal p 30Meaning of the termcoasting trade as upheld by the United States pp 3033Coastingtrade vessels of the United States can trade with Mexican and SouthAmerican ports p 33Any special favour to a particular nationinvolves discrimination against other nations p 34  VI Is the United States prevented from refunding to her vessels thetolls levied upon them for use in the Panama Canal pp 3435Differenceof such refunding from exempting the vessels concerned from the paymentof tolls p 35 VII Prominent members of the Senate and many American newspaperscondemn the special privileges granted to American vessels by thePanama Canal Act p 36The defeated Bard Amendment of 1900 p 37VIII Two schools of thought concerning the relations betweenInternational and Municipal Law p 38The maxim that InternationalLaw overrules Municipal Law p 39The doctrine that International andMunicipal Law are two essentially different bodies of law p 39Thetwo maxims of the practice of the American Courts pp 4042PresidentTafts message to Congress suggesting a resolution which would haveempowered the American Courts to decide the question as to whetherSection 5 of the Panama Canal Act violates Article III No 1 of theHayPauncefote Treaty pp 4244  IX The Panama Canal conflict and the BritishAmerican ArbitrationTreaty pp 4445Does the term interests mean advantages orrights p 46_Pacta tertiis nec nocent nec prosunt_ p 47Theexemption of the vessels of the Republic of Panama from payment oftolls pp 4850   X Why it must be expected that the Panama Canal conflict will besettled by arbitration pp 5152Mr Thomas Willing Balchs letterto the _New York Sun_ pp 5357IThe Panama Canal conflict is due to the fact that the Governments ofGreat Britain and the United States do not agree upon theinterpretation of Article III No 1 of the HayPauncefote Treaty ofSeptember 18 1901 which stipulates as follows    The Canal shall be free and open,4
+Produced by Jason Isbell Ted Garvin and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet                         Men of the Kingdom                          Peter the Hermit                       A STORY OF ENTHUSIASM                              _By_                        DANIEL A GOODSELL             A Bishop of the Methodist Episcopal Church                 CINCINNATI JENNINGS AND GRAHAM                   NEW YORK EATON AND MAINS                        COPYRIGHT 1906 BY                        JENNINGS AND GRAHAMPREFACEOriginal material for a biography of Peter the Hermit either does notexist in this country or if here does not yield itself readily toknowledge and use The Life of Peter the Hermit by DOutremant andanother by André Thevet on which Michaud draws heavily seem beyondreach as are also the histories of the Crusades by von Raumer andMaunbourgOn examining a number of English and American Histories of theCrusades I found them to be largely abridgments or paraphrases ofMichauds monumental workIt is then from Michaud and Milman chiefly that the writer has drawnthe facts herein recorded having often found it necessary to chastenthe too pronounced Roman sympathies of Michaud by the equally pronouncedProtestantism of Milman To these authors I am so much indebted as tocall for the fullest acknowledgment The Rev Dr J A FaulknerProfessor in Drew Theological Seminary has put me under greatobligations by permitting me to use Hagenmeyers Life of Peterespecially valuable to the early and late parts of Peters lifeBROOKLINE _June 1906_CONTENTS     CHAPTER                      PAGE  I PETER THE HERMIT               7 II THE MAN AND HIS MESSAGE       25III THE MARCH AND THE BATTLE      44 IV THE CAPTURE OF JERUSALEM      82Peter the HermitCHAPTER IPETER THE HERMITTHE FOREGROUNDThe great movements called the Crusades followed the leading ofuniversal religious instinctsSidenote _The Cause of Pilgrimages_Sidenote _Belong to all Religions_Sidenote _The Impulse of Today_Sidenote _Pilgrimages and Historic Memory_Wherever a great leader has been born has taught has suffered diedor been buried the feet of his followers have been glad to stand Atsuch spots religious emotions are revived holy influences are believedto be absorbed and a sense of nearness to the prophets of God acquiredWhatever the teacher wore used or even looked upon became a treasurethrough its relation to him In India pilgrimages to holy shrinesrivers and cities have been works of merit even from prehistorictimes The same is true of China as to temples tombs springs andmountain summits Devotees of later religions like that of Mahomethave their Meccas as the Roman Church has her Loretto and her LourdesThe murder of Thomas á Becket was followed by the Canterburypilgrimages immortalized by Chaucer From the lowest Fetichism up toChristianity itself this general and unconquerable propensity has eitherbeen sanctioned by religion or sprung up out of it1 Humanity leansmore readily on the Incarnate Savior than on Him who was before theworld was Today the devout Christian feels the impulse to walk wherethe Master walked to behold the sea which He stilled to sit by thewell where He preached to pray in the garden of His agony and to standon the summit above which He shone And if his faith can be assured asto the site of Calvary the great tragedy loses all historical dimnessand is made real visible and present though its story be read throughpenitent tears The place suggests the man the man suggests the DivineMan He seems nearer when we worship where an apostle said My Lord andmy GodSidenote _The East the Fountain of Religions_Sidenote _Influence of Magna Græcia_The East has always been the fountain of religions to the European mindTo the westward flowed the stream of doctrines which sprang up in theOrient We are beginning to see that Greece came to many of her godsthrough instruction from the Asiatic continent and that her originalityin religion lay chiefly in her refinement of nature worship and in thebeautiful marble forms in which Greek genius enshrined her divinitiesFrom Greece the stream reached Italy in Magna Græcia and later by theadoption through Roman assimilation of the gods of the Greek PantheonThe worship of Isis and Osiris came from Egypt to Rome and became aninfluential cult there as witness the abounding symbols of that worshipstill preserved in the Capitoline MuseumSidenote _The Charm of Judea to Christians_To the Christian no land could be so full of religious suggestionsremembrances and associations as Judea France Spain Italy Britainwere no sooner Christianized in any degree than pilgrims began to setout for the Jordan for Bethlehem for Jerusalem with its Gethsemaneits Calvary and its Holy Sepulcher Those who were taught that blessingcame by the work wrought especially when the years prophesied a briefspace of life left,41
+Produced by Marilynda FraserCunliffe Keith Edkins andthe Online Distributed Proofreading Team athttpwwwpgdpnet This file was made using scans ofpublic domain works from the University of Michigan DigitalLibrariesTranscribers note A few typographical errors have been corrected theyare listed at the end of the textTHE THEORIES OF DARWINHALL STUTTGART April 5 1880We hereby authorize the Rev Dr G A Zimmermann to translate into Englishthe book entitled_Die Darwinschen Theorien und ihre Stellung zur Philosophie Religion undMoral von Rudolf Schmid_We declare that we know of no other translation of the said book and thatDr Zimmermanns translation will be the only one authorized by us for theUnited States as well as for the British Empire and its Dominions  _The Author_ RUDOLF SCHMID  _The Publisher_ PAUL MOSER                                   THETHEORIES OF DARWINAND THEIR RELATION TOPHILOSOPHY RELIGION AND MORALITYBy RUDOLF SCHMID President of the Theological Seminary at SchönthalWürtembergTRANSLATED FROM THE GERMAN BY G A ZIMMERMANN PHDWITH AN INTRODUCTION BY THE DUKE OF ARGYLLCHICAGOJANSEN McCLURG  COMPANY1883                                   COPYRIGHTBY JANSEN MCCLURG  COAD 1882R R DONNELLEY  SONS PRINTERS                                    1AUTHORS PREFACE                                   The movement which received its impulse as well as its name from Darwinseems to have recently passed its distinctest phase but the more prominentpoints of opposition religious ethical and scientific which have beenrevealed through it remain as sharply contrasted as before The author ofthis book desires in the first place to be of service to such readers asfeel the need of setting themselves right upon these questions which touchthe highest interests of mankind but who lack time and opportunity toinvestigate independently a realm in which so many and so heterogeneoussciences come into mutual contact The illogical and confused manner inwhich some noisy leaders confound these sciences and their problems andconsequences renders it still more difficult to arrive at a satisfactoryresult and thus perhaps many readers will look with interest upon aninvestigation designed to simplify the different problems and the differentattempts at their solution and to treat them not only in their relationsto each other but also separately But with this primary object theauthor combines another to render a service to some among the many whoperceive the harmony between their scientific conviction and theirreligious need threatened or shaken by the results of science and who areunwilling to lose this harmony or having lost it desire to regain itThose voices are indeed becoming louder and more generally and willinglyheard which proclaim an irreconcilability between faith and 2 knowledgebetween the religious and the scientific views of the world which declarethat peace between the two can only be had at the price either ofpermitting the religious impulses of the heart to be stifled in favor ofscience of satisfying the religious need of the mind with a nourishmentwhich in the light of science proves to be an illusion or as sceptics intheory and eclectics in practice of renouncing with resignation a logicalconnection and foundation to their former view of the world The moststriking proof of the extent to which these voices are heard is the factthat it has been possible for a onesided pessimism to become thefashionable system of philosophy in a Christian nation The most effectivemeans for opposing such discordant voices and for making amends for thedisagreements which they have occasioned undoubtedly consists in theactual proof of the contrary of their theories in the clear presentationof a standpoint from which not only the most unrestricted freedom ofinvestigation and the most unreserved acknowledgment of its results shallbe in perfect harmony with the undiminished care of our entire religiouspossession but in which this peace is preserved and forever established bythe very fact that one function of the mind directly requires the otherone possession directly guarantees the other This is the standpoint of theauthor and from it he has endeavored to treat all the questions which areto be taken into consideration Should he by his exposition of thisstandpoint succeed in helping even a few readers in reaching theconviction of the actual harmony between the scientific religious andethical acquisitions of mankind or in confirming them anew in suchconviction he would find himself amply rewarded for this first extendedventure before the publicR S3AUTHORS PREFACE TO AMERICAN EDITIONSix years have elapsed since I wrote the book which is now going forth inEnglish dress The great leader of the theories in question has passedaway the waves of thought he set in motion are assuming smoother shapeand I can only add to what I have already written that not only have I hadno occasion to retract any of the statements or views laid down in thebook but I perceive the religious as well as the scientific world growingmore and more into accord with the views I have maintained and which wereat first so vehemently opposedI owe so much to the literary men of the English tongue on both sides ofthe Atlantic that I shall be glad if through the devoted labors of thetranslator I am enabled to pay them a tribute of gratitude by aiding themin clearing the way for thought in these much disputed fields or inreconciling in their minds the conflict between faith and scienceR SSCHÖNTHAL WÜRTEMBERG _September_ 1882,41
+Produced by Susan Skinner and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet The originalcopy of this book was generously made available for scanningby the Department of Mathematics at the University ofGlasgowTranscribers Note This text is intended for users whose text readerscannot use the real unicodeutf8 version of the file Characters inthe Greek alphabet are represented as follows alpha beta gammaetcIn the original text the units h and m and ordinals th and st wereprinted as superscripts For readability they have not been representedas such in this file Similarly for the  and  signs when used todescribe intermediate stellar coloursOther superscripts are indicated by the carat symbol  and subscriptsby an underline _LECTURESON STELLAR STATISTICSBYC V L CHARLIERSCIENTIA PUBLISHERLUND 1921HAMBURG 1921PRINTED BY _LÜTCKE  WULFF_CHAPTER IAPPARENT ATTRIBUTES OF THE STARS1 Our knowledge of the stars is based on their _apparent_ attributesobtained from the astronomical observations The object of astronomy isto deduce herefrom the real or _absolute_ attributes of the stars whichare their position in space their movement and their physical natureThe apparent attributes of the stars are studied by the aid of their_radiation_ The characteristics of this radiation may be described indifferent ways according as the nature of the light is definedUndulatory theory Emission theoryFrom the statistical point of view it will be convenient to consider theradiation as consisting of an emanation of small particles from theradiating body the star These particles are characterized by certainattributes which may differ in degree from one particle to anotherThese attributes may be for instance the diameter and form of theparticles their mode of rotation c By these attributes the opticaland electrical properties of the radiation are to be explained I shallnot here attempt any such explanation but shall confine myself to theproperty which the particles have of possessing a different mode ofdeviating from the rectilinear path as they pass from one medium toanother This deviation depends in some way on one or more attributes ofthe particles Let us suppose that it depends on a single attributewhich with a terminology derived from the undulatory theory ofHUYGHENS may be called the _wavelength_ lambda of the particleThe statistical characteristics of the radiation are then in the firstplace1 the total number of particles or the _intensity_ of the radiation2 the _mean wavelength_ lambda_0 of the radiation also calledor nearly identical with the _effective_ wavelength or the colour3 _the dispersion of the wavelength_ This characteristic of theradiation may be determined from the _spectrum_ which also gives thevariation of the radiation with lambda and hence may also determinethe mean wavelength of the radiationMoreover we may find from the radiation of a star its apparent place onthe skyThe intensity the mean wavelength and the dispersion of thewavelength are in a simple manner connected with the _temperature__T_ of the star According to the radiation laws of STEPHAN and WIENwe find indeed compare L M 411 that the intensity is proportionalto the fourth power of _T_ whereas the mean wavelength and thedispersion of the wavelength are both inversely proportional to _T_ Itfollows that with increasing temperature the mean wavelengthdiminishesthe colour changing into violetand simultaneously thedispersion of the wavelength and also even the total length of thespectrum are reduced decrease2 _The apparent position of a star_ is generally denoted by its rightascension alpha and its declination delta Taking into accountthe apparent distribution of the stars in space it is however morepractical to characterize the position of a star by its galacticlongitude _l_ and its galactic latitude _b_ Before defining thesecoordinates which will be generally used in the following pages itshould be pointed out that we shall also generally give the coordinatesalpha and delta of the stars in a particular manner We shalltherefore use an abridged notation so that if for instance alpha 17h 44m7 and delta  3584 we shall write    alphadelta  174435If delta is negative for instance delta  3584 we write    alphadelta  174435so that the last two figures are in italicsTranscribers Note In this version of the text the last two figuresare enclosed in braces to represent the italicsThis notation has been introduced by PICKERING for variable stars and isused by him everywhere in the Annals of the Harvard Observatory but itis also well suited to all stars This notation gives simultaneouslythe characteristic _numero_ of the stars It is true that two or morestars may in this manner obtain the same characteristic _numero_ Theyare however easily distinguishable from each other through otherattributesThe _galactic_ coordinates _l_ and _b_ are referred to the Milky Waythe Galaxy as plane of reference The pole of the Milky Way hasaccording to HOUZEAU and GOULD the position alphadelta  124527From the distribution of the stars of the spectral type B I have in LM II 142 found a somewhat different position But having ascertainedlater that the real position of the galactic plane requires a greaternumber of stars for an accurate determination of its value I havepreferred to employ the position used by PICKERING in the Harvardcatalogues namely alphadelta  124028 or    alpha  12h 40m  190 delta  28which position is now exclusively used in the stellar statisticalinvestigations at the Observatory of Lund and is also used in theselecturesThe galactic longitude _l_ is reckoned from the ascending node of theMilky Way on the equator which is situated in the constellation_Aquila_ The galactic latitude _b_ gives the angular distance of thestar from the Galaxy On plate I at the end of these lectures will befound a fairly detailed diagram from which the conversion of alpha anddelta of a star into _l_ and _b_ may be easily performed All starshaving an apparent magnitude brighter than 4m are directly drawnInstead of giving the galactic longitude and latitude of a star we maycontent ourselves with giving the galactic _square_ in which the star issituated For this purpose we assume the sky to be divided into 48squares all having the same surface Two of these squares lie at thenorthern pole of the Galaxy and are designated GA_1 and GA_2 Twelve lienorth,0
+Produced by Rick Niles Mary Meehan and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet                      _The_ LURE OF THE MASK                      _By_ HAROLD MAC GRATH                      WITH ILLUSTRATIONS BY                         HARRISON FISHER                               AND                          KARL ANDERSON                          INDIANAPOLIS                   THE BOBBSMERRILL COMPANY                           PUBLISHERS                         COPYRIGHT 1908                            PRESS OF                        BRAUN WORTH  CO                     BOOKBINDERS AND PRINTERS                         BROOKLYN NYTOMY FELLOW TRAVELERANDGENTLE CRITICCONTENTS       I THE VOICE IN THE FOG      II OBJECT MATRIMONY     III MADAME ANGOT      IV BLINDFOLDED       V THE MASK      VI INTO THE FOG AGAIN     VII THE TOSS OF A COIN    VIII WHAT MERRIHEW FOUND      IX MRS SANDFORD WINKS       X CARABINIERI      XI THE CITY IN THE SEA     XII A BOX OF CIGARS    XIII KITTY ASKS QUESTIONS     XIV GREY VEILS      XV MANY NAPOLEONS     XVI OMALLY SUGGESTS    XVII GIOVANNI   XVIII THE ARIA FROM IL TROVATORE     XIX TWO GENTLEMEN FROM VERONA      XX KITTY DROPS A BANDBOX     XXI AN INVITATION TO A BALL    XXII TANGLES   XXIII THE DÉNOUEMENT    XXIV MEASURE FOR MEASURE     XXV FREE    XXVI THE LETTER   XXVII BELLAGGIOTHE LURE OF THE MASKCHAPTER ITHE VOICE IN THE FOGOut of the unromantic night out of the somber blurring January fogcame a voice lifted in song a soprano rich full and round young yetmatured sweet and mysterious as a nightbirds haunting and elusive asthe murmur of the sea in a shell a lilt from _La Fille de MadameAngot_ a light opera long since forgotten in New York Hillardgenuinely astonished lowered his pipe and listened To sit dreaming byan open window even in this unlovely first month of the year in thatgrim unhandsome city which boasts of its riches and still accepts withsmug content its rows upon rows of ugly architecture to sit dreamingthen of redtiled roofs of cloudcaressed hills of terracedvineyards of cypresses in their dark aloofness is not out of thenatural order of things but that into this idle and pleasant dreamthere should enter so divine a voice living feeling pulsing this wasnot ordinary at allAnd Hillard was glad that the room was in darkness He rose eagerly andpeered out But he saw no one Across the street the arclamp burneddimly like an opal in the matrix while of architectural outlines notone remained the fog having kindly obliterated themThe Voice rose and sank and soared again drawing nearer and nearer Itwas joyous and unrestrained and there was youth in it the touch ofspring and the breath of flowers The music was Lecocqs that is tosay French but the tongue was of a country which Hillard knew to bethe garden of the world Presently he observed a shadow emerge from theyellow mist to come within the circle of light which faint as it waslimned in against the nothingness beyond the form of a woman She walkeddirectly under his windowAs the invisible comes suddenly out of the future to assume distinctproportions which either make or mar us so did this unknown cantatricecome out of the fog that night and enter into Hillards life toreadjust its ambitions to divert its aimless course to give impetus toit and a directness which hitherto it had not knownAhHe leaned over the sill at a perilous angle the bright coal of his pipespilling cometwise to the areaway below He was only subconscious ofhaving spoken but this syllable was sufficient to spoil theenchantment The Voice ceased abruptly with an odd break The singerlooked up Possibly her astonishment surpassed even that of heraudience For a few minutes she had forgotten that she was in New Yorkwhere romance may,0
+Produced by Steven desJardins and the Online DistributedProofreading TeamIllustration Sir John Oakapples dance was agreed to be a verybrilliant affair Page 41HALF A HEROA NOVEL BYANTHONY HOPEAUTHOR OF MR WITTS WIDOW COMEDIES OF COURTSHIP ETCWARD LOCK  CO LIMITEDLONDON MELBOURNE AND TORONTO1911CONTENTSCHAP                                             PAGEI        THE IMPOSSIBLEINEVITABLE                 1II       A POPULAR DEMONSTRATION                   11III      HOSPITALITY _EX OFFICIO_                  19IV       WEEDING OUT THE WEAKKNEED                30V        A TALK AT A DANCE                         41VI       A CANDIDATE FOR OFFICE                    50VII      A COMMON SPECTACLE                        59VIII     FOR THE HIGHEST BIDDER                    69IX       TWO HASTY UTTERANCES                      80X        THE SMOKE OF HIDDEN FIRES                 90XI       A CONSCIENTIOUS MANS CONSCIENCE         100XII      AN ABSURD AMBITION                       110XIII     OUT OF HARMS WAY                        121XIV      A FATAL SECESSION                        133XV       AN ATTEMPT AT TERRORISM                  144XVI      A LEAKY VESSEL                           153XVII     THE TRUTH ABOUT THE MAN                  162XVIII    BY AN OVERSIGHT OF SOCIETYS             173XIX      LAST CHANCES                             183XX       THE LAW _VERSUS_ RULE 3                  196XXI      ALL THERE WAS TO TELL                    205XXII     THE STORY OF A PHOTOGRAPH                215XXIII    AN ORATORS RIVAL                        227XXIV     THREE AGAINST THE WORLD                  236XXV      THE TRUTH TOO LATE                       244XXVI     THE UNCLEAN THING                        255XXVII    THE DECISION OF THE ORACLE               268XXVIII   STEALING A MARCH                         280XXIX     A BEATEN MANS THOUGHTS                  291XXX      THE END OF A TUMULT                      300HALF A HEROCHAPTER ITHE IMPOSSIBLEINEVITABLEIn the garden the question was settled without serious difference ofopinion If Sir Robert Perry really could not go onand Lady Eynesfordwas by no means prepared to concede even thatthen Mr Puttock_bourgeois_ as he was or Mr Coxon conceited and priggish though,0
+Produced by Roger Frank and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetTranscribers Note This book was printed with two stories back to backReading from the front cover it is The Goody Side where children arewellbehaved and polite Reading from the back cover forward is TheNaughty Side where children behave quite differently The stories arepresented sequentially in this text Page numbering is independent ineach storyTHE GOODYNAUGHTY BOOKTHE GOODY SIDEBySARAH CORY RIPPEYWith illustrations byBLANCHE FISHER WRIGHTRAND McNALLY  COMPANYCHICAGONEW YORKCopyright 1913 By Rand McNally  CompanyAll rights reservedEdition of 1927Made in U S ATHE CONTENTS                                       PAGEHONOR BRIGHT PRESIDENT                   9ROSERED AND RUTHIE                      11THE TREE GAME                            14BILLY BOYS MAGIC KEY                    16POLLYS NEW APRIL FOOL                   18THE THREE BS                            23TEDDYS HELPERS                          26THE REDLETTER DAY                       30Illustration Honor Bright faithfully fed all his petsHONOR BRIGHT PRESIDENTWhen Honor Bright went to live in the country the very first thing heasked for was some real live geese to join the chickens and the pussyand the rabbits already on the farmWill you remember to feed them every day son if I get you a pairasked his fatherYes papa said the little boy Honor brightWhen he promised Honor bright he always kept his word And he saidHonor bright so many times a day that finally Honor Bright became hisnameQuack quack cried Mr and Mrs Goose the day Honor Brights fatherbrought them home What a fine placeIsnt it said Mother HenAnd just wait till you know Honor BrightJust wait echoed the Rabbit Gray family and Mr T CatHonor Bright was as good as his word and the geese grew fatter andfatter and fatterGood morning Mr T Cat cried Mr and Mrs Goose early one morningHad your breakfastOf course answered Mr T Cat Honor Bright always feeds me the veryfirst thingYou must be mistaken cried Mr and Mrs Goose Honor Bright alwaysfeeds us firstBut Honor Bright gives my children their breakfast _very_ earlycackled Mother HenWell squeaked Father Rabbit Gray weve all _had_ breakfast andthats the main thing Now lets make Honor Bright president becausehes so good Thats the way people do you knowJust then Honor Bright came out Hail President Honor Bright theyall criedHonor Bright thought they said I love you And really it meant thesame thingIllustration Every day RoseRed cut fresh flowers and arranged themfor the houseROSERED AND RUTHIEIt was Rose Marys mother who named her RoseRed RoseReady it was atfirst because Rose Mary was always ready to help Then it became justRoseRed for shortRoseRed had much of the sweetness of her name flower and few of thethorns That is why when Ruthie slapped her RoseRed didnt slap backBut she came home cryingRoseReds mamma gathered her up in her arms and comforted herRuthies probably sorry now dear she said Perhaps she will tellyou so by and by Will my little girl be RoseReady if she doesRoseReady for what mamma RoseRed sat up and dried her eyesRoseReadytoForgiveRoseRed nodded I think Ill gather the posies now was all she saidEvery day RoseRed cut fresh flowers in the garden and arranged them forthe house It was the one thing in all the world she liked best to doThe roses she always left till the lastfor dessert she explainedIllustration RoseReds mamma gathered her up in her arms andcomforted herRoses dear she said as she tucked them one by one into theirspecial bowl what would you do if your best friend slapped youJust then a thorn pricked RoseReds finger Youd prick her wouldyou RoseRed laughed Thats because you are only a rose and dontknow any better It wouldnt be nice for a little girl to prick I _do_know something betterRoseRed chose six of the finest roses and carefully clipped off alltheir thorns Then she ran to the gate between her yard and Ruthiesand slipped them into a covered box beside it This box was RoseRedsand Ruthies post office Nearly every day something went into it fromone little girl to the otherFour oclock was mail time Postman RoseRed hid behind a bush andwatchedPresently Postman Ruthie came down the path She opened the box and tookout the fragrant letter Then she laid something inside drew down thecover and ran backIt was Postman RoseReds turn now to open the box Her letter was a_real_ one It said Im sorryRoseReadytoForgive flew through the gateRuthie Ruthie she calledAnd then RoseRed kissed Ruthie and Ruthie kissed RoseRed And thatwas the last of RuthieReadytoSlapTHE TREE GAMEWhen Margaret and Benjy were getting over the measles their mammainvented a new game to amuse themYou might play you are trees she suggestedIm a pine tree cried MargaretSom I agreed BenjyPine trees sing you know Benjy Margaret went on so we must singtoo And the two struck up a lively tuneToodledee toodledee doooo It was not the pine trees howeverthat sang itOh an organ man,15
+Produced by David WidgerIN DIREST PERILBy David Christie MurrayAUTHOR OF TIMES REVENGES A WASTED CRIME ETC1894PREFACEIt is not often that an honorable man commits a theft and yet leaves nostain upon his honor It can happen still less often that a man of honorrobs the lady he loves and honors above all womankind and wins her handin marriage by the act Yet before we were married I robbed my wife offorty thousand pounds breaking into her house to steal it and herenowthat we are both oldshe is still so proud of me for having done thatthat she must needs make me tell the story A better writer would havedone it better but my wife has polished my rough phrases and at anyrate the plain truth about the strangest things which have happened inmy knowledge is here set plainly downSignedJohn FyffeLate acting General of Divisionunder General GaribaldiIN DIREST PERILCHAPTER II have told my wife quite plainly that in my opinion I am as littlefitted by nature for the task she has laid upon my shoulders as any manalive I have spent a great part of my life in action and though thelater part of it has been quieter and more peaceful than the earlierand though I have enjoyed opportunities of study which I never hadbefore I am still anything but a bookish man and I am not at allconfident about such essential matters as grammar and spelling Thehistory I am called upon to tell is one which if it were put intothe hands of a professed man of letters might be made unusuallyinteresting I am sure of that for in a life of strange adventure Ihave encountered nothing so strange But for my own part the utmost Ican do is to tell the thing as it happened as nearly as I can and ifI cannot command those graces of style which would come naturally to apractised pen I can only ask that the reader will dispense with themThe natural beginning of the story is that I fell in love with the ladywho has now for eightandthirty blessed and happy years been my wifeIt may be that I may not again find opportunity to say one thing thatshould be said That lady is a pearl among women and I am prouder ofhaving fallen in love with her at first sight as I did than Ishould be if I had taken a city or won a pitched battle I have soughtopportunities of doing these things far and near but they have beendenied to me I trust that I have always been on the right side I knowthat except in one case I have always been on the weaker side butuntil my marriage I was what is generally called a soldier of fortuneI am known to this day as Captain Fyffe though I never held her mostsacred Majestys commission That I should be delighted to fight inmy countrys cause goes I hope without saying but I never had theopportunity and my sword until the date of my marriage was always atthe service of oppressed nationalities This however is not my storyand I must do my best to hold to that Should I take to blotting anderasing there is no knowing when my task would be over I will be aslittle garrulous as I canIt was in the height of the London season of 1847 and I had just gotback from the Argentine Republic I had been fighting for General Rosasbut the mans greed and his reckless ambition had gradually drawn meaway from him and at last after an open quarrel I broke my swordacross my knee before him threw the fragments at his feet and left thecamp I did it at the risk of my life and if Rosas had cared to lift ahand his men would have shot me or hanged me from the nearest tree withall the pleasure in the world An event which has nothing whatever to dowith this story had got into the newspapers and for a time I wasmade a lion of I found it agreeable enough to begin with but I wasbeginning to get tired of it when the event of which I have alreadyspoken happened My poor friend the Honorable George Brunow had takenme at the Duchesss invitation to Belcaster House and it was there Imet my fate There was a great crush on the stairs and the rooms werecrowded I never once succeeded in getting as much as a glimpse of ourhostess during the whole time of my stay at the house but before halfan hour had gone by I was content to miss that honor Brunow and Itight wedged in the crowd were laughing and talking on the staircasewhen I caught sight of a lady a step or two above me She was signallingwith her fan to a friend behind me and I thought then and I thinkstill that her smiling face was the most beautiful thing I had everbeheld Her hair which is pure silver now and no less lovely was asdark as night but her face was full of pure color the brow pale thecheeks rosy and the red of the lips unusually bright and full for anEnglishwoman as I at first thought her to be Her beautiful figure wasset off to great advantage by a simple gown of white Indian muslinthewhite was of a crearaish tone I remember and a string of large pearlswas her only ornament My heart gave a sudden odd leap when I saw herand I had the feeling I have known more than once when I have beenordered on a dangerous service But the sensation did not pass away asit does under danger when the feeling comes that action is necessary Icontinued to flutter like a schoolgirl and when by accident her eyesmet mine a moment later I felt that I blushed like fire I could reada sort of recognition in her glance and for a moment it seemed as ifshe would float down the stairs in spite,11
+Produced by Barbara Tozier Bill Tozier and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetMOLLY BAWNByTHE DUCHESSMargaret Wolfe HamiltonAuthor of Phylis Airy Fairy Lilian Portia Etc EtcNEW YORKHURST AND COMPANYPUBLISHERSTranscribers Note The Table of Contents was not printed in this bookIt has been created for the convenience of the readerCONTENTSCHAPTER I                              CHAPTER XXCHAPTER II                             CHAPTER XXICHAPTER III                            CHAPTER XXIICHAPTER IV                             CHAPTER XXIIICHAPTER V                              CHAPTER XXIVCHAPTER VI                             CHAPTER XXVCHAPTER VII                            CHAPTER XXVICHAPTER VIII                           CHAPTER XXVIICHAPTER IX                             CHAPTER XXVIIICHAPTER X                              CHAPTER XXIXCHAPTER XI                             CHAPTER XXXCHAPTER XII                            CHAPTER XXXICHAPTER XIII                           CHAPTER XXXIICHAPTER XIV                            CHAPTER XXXIIICHAPTER XV                             CHAPTER XXXIVCHAPTER XVI                            CHAPTER XXXVCHAPTER XVII                           CHAPTER XXXVICHAPTER XVIII                          CHAPTER XXXVIICHAPTER XIX                            CHAPTER XXXVIIIMOLLY BAWNCHAPTER IOn hospitable thoughts intentPositively he is coming says Mr Massereene with an air of the mostprofound astonishment_Who_ asks Molly curiously pausing with her toast in midair theyare at breakfast and with her lovely eyes twice their usual goodlysize Her lips too are apart but whether in anticipation of the newsor of the toast it would be difficult to decide Is any one cominghereEven here This letterregarding with a stricken conscience theelegant scrawl in his handis from Tedcastle George Luttrell he isevidently proud of his name declaring himself not only ready butfatally willing to accept my invitation to spend a month with meA month says Molly amazed And you never said a word about itJohnA month says Letitia dismayed What on earth John is any one todo with any one for a month down hereI wish I knew replies Mr Massereene getting more and more strickenas he notices his wifes dejection and gazing at Molly as though forinspiration What evil genius possessed me that I didnt say afortnight But to tell you the honest truth Letty it never occurredto me that he might comeThen why did you ask him says Letitia as sharply as is possible forher When writing you might have anticipated so much people generallydoDo they says Mr Massereene with an irrepressible glance at MollyThen you must only put me down as an exception to the general rule Ithought it only civil to ask him but I certainly never believed hewould be rash enough to go in for voluntary exile I should haveremembered how unthinking he always wasBut who is he asks Molly impatiently full of keen and pleasurableexcitement I die of vulgar curiosity What is he like Is he younghandsome Oh John _do_ say he is young and goodlookingHe was at school with meOh groans MollyDoes that groan proceed from a conviction that I am in the last stageof decay demands Mr Massereene Anything so rude as you Molly hasnot as yet been rivaled However I am at a disadvantage so I forgiveand will proceed Though at school with me he is at least nine years myjunior and cant be more than twentysevenAh says Molly To an Irish girl alone is given the power to expressthese two exclamations with proper effectHe is,34
+Produced by Steven desJardins and the Online DistributedProofreading TeamIllustration MOUNTED POLICE ROUNDING UP HORSE THIEVES _From paintingby C W Russell Montana_ _Courtesy of the Osborne Coy Toronto_POLICING THE PLAINSBEING THE REAL LIFE RECORD OF THE FAMOUSROYAL NORTHWEST MOUNTED POLICEBy R G MACBETH MA Author of TheRomance of Western CanadaWITH ILLUSTRATIONSHODDER AND STOUGHTON LTDLONDON  NEW YORK  TORONTOMCMXXICONTENTSI       A GREAT TRADITION                                        7II      ENTER THE MOUNTED POLICE                                25III     MOBILIZING                                              33IV      THE AMAZING MARCH                                       48V       BUSINESS IN THE LAND OF INDIANS                         57VI      HANDLING AMERICAN INDIANS                               78VII     THE IRON HORSES                                         93VIII    RIEL AGAIN                                             106IX      RECONSTRUCTION                                         126X       CHANGING SCENERY                                       141XI      IN THE GOLD COUNTRY                                    153XII     STIRRING DAYS ABROAD AND AT HOME                       175XIII    MODESTY AND EFFECTIVENESS                              206XIV     ON LAND AND SEA                                        233XV      GLORY AND TRAGEDY IN THE NORTH                         255XVI     STRIKING INCIDENTS                                     266XVII    THE GREAT WAR PERIOD                                   281XVIII   GREAT TRADITIONS UPHELD                                297LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONSMounted Police Rounding Up Horse Thieves          _Frontispiece_Sir John A Macdonald                                           16Hon Alexander Mackenzie                                        16Hudson Bay RNWM Police with Dogs                           17MajorGeneral Sir A C Macdonnell KCB CMG DSO      32MajorGeneral Sir Samuel B Steele KCB etc,4
+Produced by Charles Aldarondo Jacqueline Jeremy and theOnline Distributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet  A STAR BOOK  HOW TO WRITE  LETTERS  Formerly THE BOOK OF LETTERS  _A Complete Guide  to Correct Business and Personal  Correspondence_  BY  MARY OWENS CROWTHER  GARDEN CITY PUBLISHING COMPANY INC  NEW YORK  CL  COPYRIGHT 1922 BY  DOUBLEDAY PAGE  COMPANY  ALL RIGHTS RESERVED  PRINTED IN THE UNITED STATES  AT  THE COUNTRY LIFE PRESS GARDEN CITY N YACKNOWLEDGMENTSThe forms for engraved invitations announcements and the like and thestyles of notepapers addresses monograms and crests are by courtesyof the Bailey Banks and Biddle Company Brentanos and The GorhamCompany The Western Union Telegraph Company has been very helpful inthe chapter on telegramsCONTENTS                                                               PAGE  CHAPTER I  WHAT IS A LETTER                                               1  CHAPTER II  THE PURPOSE OF THE LETTER                                       6  CHAPTER III  THE PARTS OF A LETTER    1 THE HEADING                                               10    2 THE INSIDE ADDRESS                                        12    3 THE SALUTATION                                            16    4 THE BODY OF THE LETTER                                    22    5 THE COMPLIMENTARY CLOSE                                   26    6 THE SIGNATURE                                             29    7 THE SUPERSCRIPTION                                        33  CHAPTER IV  BEING APPROPRIATEWHAT TO AVOID    COMMON OFFENSES                                              36    STOCK PHRASES IN BUSINESS LETTERS                            38  CHAPTER V  PERSONAL LETTERSSOCIAL AND FRIENDLY    INVITATIONS AND ACKNOWLEDGMENTS                              44    THE LETTER OF CONDOLENCE                                     91    LETTERS OF SYMPATHY IN CASE OF ILLNESS                       95    LETTERS OF CONGRATULATION                                   101    LETTERS OF INTRODUCTION                                     107    LETTERS OF THANKS                                           110    LETTERS BETWEEN FRIENDS,24
+Produced by Al HainesFrontispiece NOTHING WOULD PACIFY HIM UNTIL I GAVE HIM A TUNEDWELL DEEPOR_HILDA THORNS LIFE STORY_BYAMY LE FEUVREAUTHOR OF PROBABLE SONS TEDDYS BUTTON  ERICS GOOD NEWS ODD ETCLONDONTHE RELIGIOUS TRACT SOCIETYMANCHESTER MADRID LISBON BUDAPEST1896CONTENTSCHAPTER     I  A NEW HOME    II  TAKING A STAND   III  THE REASON WHY    IV  AN OPENING FOR WORK     V  OPPORTUNITIES    VI  ONLY A FRIEND   VII  A FRESH ACQUAINTANCE  VIII  DRAWN TOGETHER    IX  QUIET DAYS     X  LONG AGO    XI  A DIFFERENT ATMOSPHERE   XII  A TEST  XIII  TAKE HOME   XIV  WOOED AND WON    XV  A GATHERING CLOUD   XVI  DARK DAYS  XVII  DAWN XVIII  WEDDED   XIX  OLD FRIENDSDWELL DEEPCHAPTER IA NEW HOME  Meet is it changes should control  Our being lest we rust in ease_Tennyson_A golden cornfield in the still sunshine of a warm August afternoonIn one corner of it bordering a green lane a group of shady elms andunder their shadow a figure of a young girl who gazing dreamilybefore her sat leaning her head against an old gnarled trunk in quietcontent  A smallshaped head with dark curly hair and a pair ofbluegrey eyes with black curved lashes these were perhaps her chiefcharacteristics more I cannot say for it is difficult to describeoneself and it was I Hilda Thorn who was seated thereIt was a beautiful scene before me  Beyond the corn stretched a greenvalley and far in the distance were blue misty hills and moorland  Mysoul seemed rested by the sweet stillness around but from the beautiesof nature my eyes kept reverting to the Bible on my knee and two wordson the open page were occupying my thoughtsDwell deepI had been left an orphan at the age of ten both parents dying inIndia whilst I was at an English boardingschool  There I stayed tillI was nineteen when I went to an old cousin in London and for threeyears I lived a quiet uneventful life in a dull London square seeingvery little society but that of elderly ladies and a few clergymenSuddenly my whole life was changed  My guardian who had been livingabroad with his wife and family returned to England and wished me tomake my home with him  And my cousin was quite willing that it shouldbe soYou are young my dear she said to me and it is only right for youto mix with young people and see the world  I am getting to preferbeing alone so I shall not miss youIt did not take long to settle matters and I soon left London for myguardians lovely place in Hertfordshire feeling both shy and curiousat the strange future before meBut during my stay in London there had been another and perhaps agreater change in my life than this  I had been brought upreligiously had said my prayers night and morning and had read myBible regularly once a day but with these outward forms my religionceasedI suppose all my thoughts were in the world and of the world  I hadbeen a favourite with my schoolfellows who assured me I had more thanmy fair share of beauty and with all the ignorance and inexperience ofgirlhood had planned out glowing descriptions of the brilliant offersof marriage I would have and the delightful times before me  Ilistened and laughed at them yet had chafed at the quiet monotony ofmy cousins home and had longed for a break to come in the dullroutine of our daily lifeThen one night I had attended some mission services that were held inour church and for the first time beheld life and death as they are inreality  For several days I was in great distress of mind and turnedwith real earnestness to my Bible for guidance and comfort  The lightcame at last and I saw how completely Christ had taken my place as asinner and how as a little child I must come and claim the pardon thatHe had died to procure and was now holding out to me as a free giftThis brought a wonderful joy into my life and as each day seemed todraw me nearer to my Saviour I felt that no life could be monotonouswith all the boundless opportunities of speaking and working for HimMy craving for a gay worldly life passed away and a deep restfulpeace crept into my heart and remained thereWhen I told my cousin of my experience she looked puzzled and shookher headYoung people nowadays always go to such extremes but you look happychild and I shall not interfere with your serious viewsAnd then my guardian arrived on the scenea tall sternlooking manwith irongrey hair  He had just retired from an Indian cavalryregiment and still bore upon him the stamp of an officer accustomed tocommandHe only stayed with us a few days and then carried me off to hiscountry home  It all seemed very strange to me and though MrsForsyth gave me a warm welcome I could see I was an object ofcuriosity and criticism on the part of her three daughters who wereall lively talkative girls  Two grownup sons completed the homecircle both of whom seemed to be at home doing nothing  I learntafterwards that Hugh the eldest wrote a great deal for somescientific magazines and was up in London very constantly engaged inliterary pursuitsMy thoughts were perplexed and anxious as I laid my head down on mypillow the first night  Little as I had as yet seen of them I knewfrom the conversation around me that there was no one who wouldsympathise with me in religious matters  How should I a mere beginnerin the Christian life be able to,13
+Produced by D Alexander Janet Blenkinship and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet Thisfile was produced from images generously made availableby The Internet Archive ROLLO ON THE ATLANTIC BY JACOB ABBOTT BOSTON PUBLISHED BY TAGGARD AND THOMPSON M DCCC LXIV Entered according to Act of Congress in the year 1853 by JACOB ABBOTT In the Clerks Office of the District Court of the District of Massachusetts STEREOTYPED AT THE BOSTON STEREOTYPE FOUNDRY RIVERSIDE CAMBRIDGE PRINTED BY H O HOUGHTON Illustration THE STATE ROOMSee p 77 Illustration PREFACE In the series of narratives to which this volume pertains we offer to the readers of the Rollo Books a continuation of the history of our little hero by giving them an account of the adventures which such a boy may be supposed to meet with in making a tour in Europe The books are intended to be books of instruction rather than of mere amusement and in perusing them the reader may feel assured that all the information which they contain not only in respect to the countries visited and to the customs usages and modes of life that are described but also in regard to the general character of the incidents and adventures that the young travellers meet with is in most strict accordance with fact The main design of the narratives is thus the communication of useful knowledge and every thing which they contain except what is strictly personal in relation to the actors in the story may be depended upon as exactly and scrupulously true New York _September 1853_ CONTENTS CHAPTER                                                             PAGE ITAKING PASSAGE                                                    11 IITHE EMBARKATION                                                  28 IIIDEPARTURE                                                       47 IVGETTING SETTLED                                                  62 VON DECK                                                           77 VIA CONVERSATION                                                   91 VIIINCIDENTS                                                      109 VIIITHE STORM                                                     131 IXTHE PASSENGERS LOTTERY                                         154 XTHE END OF THE LOTTERY                                           179 XITHE ARRIVAL                                                     192 ENGRAVINGS FRONTISPIECE                                                       PAGE THE STEAMER AT THE WHARF,18
+Produced by Al HainesTALES OF THE CALIPHBYH N CRELLINAUTHOR OFROMANCES OF THE OLD SERAGLIO THE NAZARENES ETCA NEW EDITIONLondonCHATTO  WINDUS PICCADILLY1895CONTENTSTHE CALIPH AND THE PIRATES  The Arab Merchants StoryTHE CALIPH AND THE BLIND FISHERMAN  The History of the Blind Fisherman and his BrotherTHE CALIPH AND ABDURRAHMAN  Abdurrahmans StoryTHE CALIPH AND THE FIRST JAR OF OINTMENT  First Adventure The Caliph and the EmirTHE CALIPH AND THE FIRST JAR OF OINTMENT  Second Adventure The Caliph and Abou Hassan  The Story of Murad Essed the Unfortunate Merchant  The Story of Abou Hassan the Fortunate MerchantTHE CALIPH AND THE SECOND JAR OF OINTMENT  The Story of HunomanTHE CALIPH AND THE SLAVE MERCHANTS  The Narrative of Sidi ibn Thalabi  The Barbers StoryTHE CALIPH AND SIDI IBN THALABITHE BANQUET  The Story of Mubarek as told by Abu AtahiyehTHE CALIPH AND THE MAGIC TUBETALES OF THE CALIPHThat stories such as those in the Arabian Nights and fairy tales ofevery kind should delight us all men and women no less than boys andgirls is very natural  We find it charming to escape for a periodhowever brief from all the familiar surroundings of modern life andon opening a volume to pass at once into another region where all isstrange and where the sceptical glances of science never intrude tobanish magic and the supernaturalEmboldened by these reflections we may forthwith commence thenarration of certain noteworthy occurrences concerning the celebratedCaliph Haroun Alraschid  He was in the habit as every one knows ofwandering very frequently through the town after nightfall in variousdisguises to see for himself that justice was done and also it may beconfessed by no means loth to encounter such adventures as he mightmeet with  Many of these have been already related but others nowhit less interesting and extraordinary remain still untoldSome of these adventures were very diverting and naturally pleasingbut others involved so many dangers and such hardships that it isindeed surprising that the Caliph should ever again have ventured onthese nocturnal ramblingsAn adventure of the latter and more serious description happened asfollows and may be entitledThe Caliph and the PiratesThe Caliph being on a tour of inspection through the various provincesof his empire chanced on a certain occasion to be stopping at BussoraAnd one evening disguised as was his wont as a merchant and asusual accompanied only by his faithful Grand Vizier Giafer hestrolled through the bazaars silent and observant  Meeting withnothing worthy of arresting his particular attention he wandered onuntil he came at length to some very narrow and mean lanes near thewaterside  In one of these and when passing the door of a lowcaravanserai or publichouse frequented chiefly by sailors theynoticed some men approaching who were carrying great sacks quite fulland so heavy that each sack was carried by two men who on reachingthe door of the caravanserai entered  The Caliph tired with hisramble and curious to learn what might be in the sacks beckoned toGiafer and followed the men into the caravanserai  The interior was sodark being lit only by a few small oil lamps that it was at firstdifficult to distinguish objects clearly  However their eyes havingbecome accustomed to the gloom after a few minutes the Caliph and hisVizier who had entered quietly and unobserved and had seatedthemselves on a low sofa or divan which ran round the sides of theapartment perceived that the company were all rough seafaring men ofa very fierce and truculent aspect  Among them one was seated whoappeared by his dress and demeanour to be the chief or captain of theband  This man addressing those who had brought in the sacks askedthem what they had there  To which they replied Things from AbbasBey  At this answer the Caliphs interest increased inasmuch asAbbas Bey was a palace official and because many things had latelybeen stolen from the palace but although many suspected persons hadbeen punished and dismissed yet the thefts had not been certainlytraced to any one  These great sacks contained therefore withoutdoubt all kinds of valuable property from the palace and Abbas Beywas the traitor who had delivered it to the thieves  The anger of theCaliph who was a man prone to the fiercest bursts of passion couldscarcely be restrained  Nevertheless he managed to preserve silenceand a calm demeanour the more especially since he desired to learnwhat would next be done  He had not long to wait for some winehaving been given to the men who brought the sacks the captain orderedthem to go at once on board as he should set sail that very nightThe Caliph hearing this whispered to Giafer that he should go out withthe men as they left with the sacks and that he should instantlyproceed to the nearest guardhouse and fetch a company of soldierswith whom he should surround the house and take all within prisonersGiafer doing as he was bid left the house with the men as they cameout again with the sacks and hastened to fetch the guard as the Caliphhad orderedUnluckily it happened that the captain of the piratesfor such theywerebeing more alert and observant than his men had noticed thepresence of the two strangers and had remarked the Caliph whisper tohis companion and the departure of the latter  Instantly diviningthat their proceedings had been discovered and that the man who wentout had gone to betray them to the authorities the captain whisperedan order to the two or three who sat nearest to him and immediatelythey rose fell upon the Caliph gagged and bound him and all sosuddenly and swiftly that he had no time to offer any kind ofresistance  Then the captain commanding his men to bring theirprisoner in the midst of them proceeded at once to their vessel whichlay at no great distance  The night was dark and that band ofwellarmed resolute men could not easily have been overpowered evenhad there been any to attempt such a thing,13
+Produced by Melissa ErRaqabi Ted Garvin and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet IRISH BOOKS AND IRISH PEOPLE By STEPHEN GWYNN DUBLIN The Talbot Press Ltd 89 Talbot Street LONDON T Fisher Unwin Ltd 1 Adelphi Terrace CONTENTS                                                                     Page INTRODUCTION                                                           1 NOVELS OF IRISH LIFE IN THE NINETEENTH CENTURY                         7 A CENTURY OF IRISH HUMOUR                                             23 LITERATURE AMONG THE ILLITERATES   ITHE SHANACHY                                                    44   IITHE LIFE OF A SONG                                             51 IRISH EDUCATION AND IRISH CHARACTER                                   65 THE IRISH GENTRY                                                      83 YESTERDAY IN IRELAND                                                  97INTRODUCTIONMy publisher must take at least some of the responsibility for revivingthese essays All bear the marks of the period at which they werewritten and some of them deal with the beginnings of movements whichhave since grown to much greater strength and in growing have developednew characteristics at the expense of what was originally moreprominent Other pages again take no account of facts which todaymust be present to the mind of every Irish reader and so are perhapssignificantly out of date Nobody for instance could now complain thatIrish humour is lacking in seriousness Synge disposed of thatcriticismand indeed the Abbey Theatre in its tone as a whole may beaccused of neglecting Irelands gift for simple fun Yet Lady Gregorymade the most of it in her Spreading the News and Mr Yeats in hisPot of BrothHow beautifully W G Fay interpreted an Irish laughterwhich had no bitterness in itBut the strong intellectual movement which has swept over Ireland hasbeen both embittering and embittered These last five and twenty yearshave been the most formative in the countrys history of any sinceIreland became the composite nation that she now is or perhaps hasyet to become At the back of it all lies the great social changeinvolved in the transfer of ownership from the landlord to thecultivators of the soila change which has literally disenserfedthreefourths of Irelands people Yet the relations are obscureindefinite and intangible which unite that material result to theoutcome of two forces allied but distinct which have operated solelyon mens minds and spirits These are of course the Gaelic revival andthe whole literary movement which has had its most concrete expressionin the Irish theatre and its most potent inspiration in the personalityof Mr YeatsOf these two forces one can show by far the more tangible effects forthe Gaelic League has issued in action Setting out to revive and savethe Irish language as a living speech the instrument of a nationsintercourse it has failed of its purpose but it has revived andrendered potent the principle of separation Nationalist it will havenothing to do with a nationality that is not as plainly marked off fromother nationalities as a red lamp from a green lamp and the essentialsymbol of separate nationality is for orthodox Gaelic Leaguers aseparate language America said an able exponent of this doctrine theother day in a public debate will never and never can be a nation tillits language is no longer recognisable as Englishtill its Englishdiffers as much from the language of England as German differs fromDutch An inevitable corollary to this view is the necessity forcomplete political separation from Great Britainif only to provide themachinery for this complete differentiation by daily speechI cannot pretend to assess impartially the value of this movement Itasserted itself in passionate deeds at a moment when many thousands ofus Nationalists were taking equally vigorous action in pursuit of aless tribal ideal Thousands of us lost our lives all of us risked ourlives with,54
+Produced by David WidgerJULIA AND HER ROMEO A CHRONICLE OF CASTLE BARFIELDBy David Christie MurrayAuthor Of Aunt Rachel The Weaker Vessel EtcIIn the year eighteen hundred and twenty and for many years before andafter Abel Reddy farmed his own land at Perry Hall End on the westernboundaries of Castle Barfield He lived at Perry Hall a ripecolouredold tenement of Elizabethan design which crowned a gentle eminenceand looked out picturesquely on all sides from amongst its neighbouringtrees It had a sturdier aspect in its age than it could have worn whenyounger for its strength had the signmanual of time upon it and evenits hoary lichens looked as much like a prophecy as a recordA mile away but also within the boundaries of Castle Barfield parishthere stood another house upon another eminence a house of older datethan Perry Hall though of less pleasing and picturesque an air Thelong low building was of a darkish stone and had been altered and addedto so often that it had at last arrived at a complex ugliness which wasnot altogether displeasing The materials for its structure had all beendrawn at different periods from the same stone quarry and the chequeredlook of new bits and old bits had a hint of the chessboard Here SamsonMountain dwelt on his own land in the midst of his own peopleThe Mountain Farm as it was called and had been called time out ofmind was separated from the Perry Hall Farm by a very shallow andnarrow brook The two houses were built as far apart from each otheras they could be whilst remaining in their own boundaries as if thebuilder of the later one had determined to set as great a distance ashe could between his neighbour and himself And as a matter of fact theReddys and the Mountains were a sort of Capulets and Montagues and hadhated each other for generations Samson and Abel kept up the ancientgrudge in all its ancient force They were of the same age within a weekor two had studied at the same school and had fought there had at onetime courted the same girl had sat within sight of each other Sundayafter Sunday and year after year in the parish church had each buriedfather and mother in the parish churchyard and in the mind of each thethought of the other rankled like a soreThe manner of their surrendering their common courtship wascharacteristic of their common hatred Somewhere about the beginningof this century a certain Miss Jenny Rusker of Castle Barfieldwas surrounded by quite a swarm of lovers She was pretty she waswelltodo for her time and station she was accomplishedplaying theharp execrably working samplers in silk and wool with great diligenceand exactitude and having read a prodigious number of plays poems andromances What this ladys heart forged that her mouth did vent but nopretty young woman ever looked or sounded foolish to the eyes or ears ofher lovers Mountain and Eeddy were among her solicitors She liked themboth and had not quite made up her mind as to which if either of themshe would choose when suddenly the knowledge of the others occasionalpresence in her sittingroom made the house odious to each and theysurrendered the chase almost at the same hour Miss Jenny satisfiedherself with a cousin of her own married without changing her namehad children was passably happy as the world goes and lived to be aprofoundly sentimental but inveterate widow Mountain and Eeddy marriedgirls they would not otherwise have chosen and were passably happyalso except when the sore of ancient hatred was inflamed by a chancemeeting on the corn exchange or an accidental passage of the eyes atchurch They had no better authority for hating each other than thattheir fathers had hated each other before them The fathers had theauthority of the grandfathers and they that of the greatgrandfathersIt was Saturday afternoon There was a bleak frost abroad and even thewaters of the brook which divided the two farms were hard frozen Thesun hung low in the western sky lustreless as a wafer but ruddy Thefields were powdered with thin snow and the earth was black by contrastwith it Now and then a shot sounded far away but clear and sharp fromwhere the guests of my lord of Barfield were killing time in the warrenA labouring man smockfrocked billycocked gaitered and hobnailedwas clamping down the frozen lane the earth ringing like iron underiron as he walked By his side was a fairhaired lad of nine or tenyears of age a boy of frank and engaging countenance carefully andeven daintily dressed and holding up his head as if he were a lord ofthe soil and knew it The boy and the labourer were talking and on thefrosty silence of the fields the clear treble of the boys speech rangout clearly and carried far A burly man with a surly red face who hadstooped to button a gaiter in a meadow just beyond the brook andhad laid down his gun beside him the while heard both voice and wordswhilst the speaker was a hundred yards awayBut dont you think its very wicked IchabodThe labourers voice only reached the listener in the meadow He spokewith the Barfield drawl and his features which were stiffened by thefrozen wind were twisted into a look of habitual waggeryWell said he in answer to his young companion maybe MasterRichard it might be wicked but its main like naturI shant hate Joe Mountain when Im a man said the boyThe surly man in the field hearing these words looked on a suddensurlier still and throwing up his head with a listening air andholding his ankle with both hands crouched and craned his neck tolistenMayst have to change thy mind Master Richard said the labourerWhy should I change my mind Ichabod asked the boy looking up athimWhy answered Ichabod theelt niver have it said as thee wast afraidof any o the Mountain lotIm not afraid of him piped the engaging young cockerel We had afight in the coppice last holidays and,39
+Produced by Roger Frank and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetIllustration THEN A WOMAN WAS LOWERED BY MEANS OF THIS AND SAFELYSTOWED AWAY Darry the Life SaverPage 185DARRY THE LIFE SAVEROrThe Heroes of the CoastByFRANK V WEBSTERAuthor of Only a Farm Boy Bob the CastawayThe Boys of Bellewood School etcILLUSTRATEDNew YorkCupples  Leon CompanyPublishersBOOKS FOR BOYSBy FRANK V WEBSTER12mo Cloth Illustrated Price per volume 40 cents postpaidONLY A FARM BOYTOM THE TELEPHONE BOYTHE BOY FROM THE RANCHTHE YOUNG TREASURE HUNTERBOB THE CASTAWAYTHE YOUNG FIREMEN OF LAKEVILLETHE NEWSBOY PARTNERSTHE BOY PILOT OF THE LAKESTWO BOY GOLD MINERSJACK THE RUNAWAYCOMRADES OF THE SADDLETHE BOYS OF BELLWOOD SCHOOLTHE HIGH SCHOOL RIVALSAIRSHIP ANDYBOB CHESTERS GRITBEN HARDYS FLYING MACHINEDICK THE BANK BOYDARRY THE LIFE SAVERCopyright 1911 byCUPPLES  LEON COMPANYDARRY THE LIFE SAVERCONTENTS   CHAPTER                                                PAGE         I The Hurricane                                    1        II Saved by the Life Chain                         10       III Abner Peakes Offer                             19        IV The Cabin by the Sea                            29         V An Encounter on the Road                        39        VI Winning His Way                                 46       VII The Midnight Alarm                              55      VIII Across the Bay                                  63        IX The Signal Rocket                               71         X Jim the Bully                                   78        XI A Glorious Prospect                             86       XII The Stolen Traps                                94      XIII Joes Shotgun Secures a Supper                 102       XIV The Lonely Vigil of the Coast Patrol           110        XV The Power of Music                             117       XVI Darry Meets with a Rebuff                      124      XVII Abner Tells a Little History                   132     XVIII The Imprisoned Launch                          139       XIX The Part of an Elder Brother                   146        XX Bad Luck and Good                              154       XXI Satisfying the Mortgage                        162      XXII Abner Hears the News,13
+Produced by Suzanne Shell Paul Stephen and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetIllustration HE IMPRISONED THE SMALL HANDGLORY OFYOUTHBYTEMPLE BAILEYAUTHOR OFCONTRARY MARYILLUSTRATED BYHENRY HUTT and C S CORSONNEW YORKGROSSET  DUNLAPPUBLISHERSMade in the United States of AmericaIllustration Publishers markFirst printing August 1913 Second printing February 1916 Thirdprinting February 1917 Fourth printing August 1919Manufacturing PlantCamden N JThe Glory of Youth   _ToMy Mother_Contents    I BETTINA                                        9   II IN THE SHADOWY ROOM                           21  III IN WHICH DIANA REAPS                          36   IV WHITE LILACS                                  51    V IN WHICH BETTINA DANCES                       64   VI FOR EVERY MAN THERE IS JUST ONE WOMAN       80  VII HARBOR LIGHT                                  94 VIII THE EMPTY HOUSE                              105   IX THE GOLDEN AGE                               116    X STORM SIGNALS                                127   XI THE WHITE MAIDEN                             141  XII YOUTH AND BEAUTY                             155 XIII HER LETTER TO ANTHONY                        170  XIV THE LITTLE SILVER RING                       185   XV IN WHICH BETTINA FLIES                       199  XVI VOICES IN THE DARK                           213 XVII GLORY OF YOUTH                               227XVIII PENANCE                                      242  XIX HER FATHERS RING                            257   XX THE GRAY GULL                              272  XXI BROKEN WINGS                                 285 XXII THE ENCHANTED FOREST                         300XXIII THE PROCESSION OF PRETTY LADIES              316 XXIV THE AFTERGLOW                                323Glory of YouthCHAPTER IBETTINAThe girl knelt on the floor feverishly packing a shabby little trunkOutside was a streaming April storm and the rain rushing against thesquare smallpaned windows shut out the view of the sea shut out thelight and finally brought such darkness that the girl stood up with asigh brushed off her black dress with thin white hands and groped herway to the doorBeyond the door was the blackness of an upper hall in a tall centuryoldhouse A spiral stairway descended into a well of gloom An ancient ironlantern attached to a chain hung from the low ceilingThe girl lighted the lantern and the faint illumination made deeper theshadows belowAnd from the shadows came a mans voiceMay I come upAs the girl bent over the railing the glow of the lantern made of herhair a shining halo Oh,13
+Produced by Roger Frank and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetIllustration UNCLE JOHN AND THE YOUNG CUBANSBOOKS FOR GIRLSBy Laura E RichardsThe MARGARET SERIES    Three Margarets    Margaret Montfort    Peggy    Rita    Fernley HouseThe HILDEGARDE SERIES    Queen Hildegarde    Hildegardes Holiday    Hildegardes Home    Hildegardes Neighbors    Hildegardes HarvestDANA ESTES  COMPANYPublishersEstes Press Summer St BostonTHREE MARGARETSByLAURA E RICHARDSAuthor Of Captain January MelodyQueen Hildegarde EtcIllustrated byETHELRED B BARRYBostonDana Estes  CompanyPublishersCopyright 1897By Estes and LauriatColonial PressElectrotyped and Printed by C H Simonds  CoBoston Mass U S ACONTENTSCHAPTER                                     PAGEI The Arrival                                 9II First Thoughts                            21III The White Lady of Fernley                36IV Confidence                                51V The Peatbog                               65VI The Family Chest                          81VII The Garret                               98VIII Cuba Libre                             115IX Day by Day                               131X Looking Backward                          147XI Heroes and Heroines                      163XII In the Saddle                           187XIII In the Night                           208XIV Explanations                            220XV Farewell                                 237LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS                                            PAGEUncle John and the Young Cubans     FrontispieceAunt Faiths Room                             43Peggy at the Bog                              73In the Garret                                105Cuba Libre                                 125Peggy Writes Home                            143Horseback                                    201Ritas Apology                               227THREE MARGARETSCHAPTER ITHE ARRIVAL    Long ago and long ago      And long ago still    There dwelt three merry maidens      Upon a distant hill              Christina G RossettiThe rain was falling fast It was a pleasant summer rain that plashedgently on the leaves of the great elms and locusts and tinkledmusically in the roadside puddles Less musical was its sound as itdrummed on the top of the great landau which was rolling along theavenue leading to Fernley House but the occupants of the carriage,29
+Produced by Joe Longo and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetTHE HOWTODOIT BOOKSPRACTICAL MECHANICS FOR BOYSTHE HOWTODOIT BOOKSPRACTICAL MECHANICSFOR BOYSIn language which every boy can understandand so arranged that he may readily carryout any work from the instructions givenWITH MANY ORIGINAL ILLUSTRATIONSBy J S ZERBE ME_Author of_CARPENTRY FOR BOYSELECTRICITY FOR BOYSM A DONOHUE  COMPANYCHICAGO  NEW YORKCOPYRIGHT 1914 BYTHE NEW YORK BOOK COMPANYMade in U S ACONTENTSINTRODUCTORY                                                    Page 1I ON TOOLS GENERALLY                                           Page 7 Varied Requirements List of Tools Swivel Vises Parts of Lathe Chisels Grinding Apparatus Large Machines Chucks Bench Tools Selecting a Lathe Combination Square Micrometers Protractors Utilizing Bevel Protractors Truing Grindstones Sets of Tools The Work Bench The Proper Dimensions How ArrangedII HOW TO GRIND AND SHARPEN TOOLS                             Page 26 Importance of the Cutting Tool The Grinder Correct Use of Grinder Lathe Bitts Roughing Tools The Clearance The Cutting Angle Drills Wrong Grinding Chisels Cold Chisels System in Work Wrong Use of ToolsIII SETTING AND HOLDING TOOLS                                 Page 34 Lathe Speed The Hacksaw Hacksaw Frame The Blade Files Grindstones Emery and Grinding Wheels Carelessness in Holding Tools Calipers Care in Use of Calipers Machine Bitts The Proper Angle for Lathe Tools Setting the Bitt The Setting Angle Bad Practice Proper Lathe Speeds Boring Tools on Lathe The Rake of the Drill Laps Using the Lap Surface Gages Uses of the Surface GageIV ON THE FIRST USE OF THE FILE                               Page 48 The First Test Filing an Irregular Block Filing a Bar Straight Filing Bar with Parallel Sides Surfacing Off Disks True Surfacing Precision Tools Test of the Mechanic Test Suggestions Use of the Dividers Cutting a Keyway Keyway Difficulties Filing Metal Round Kinds of Files Cotterfile Square Pinion Halfround Round Triangular Equalizing Cross Slitting Character of File Tooth Double Cut Floatcut Rasp Cut Holding the File Injuring Files Drawing Back the FileV HOW TO COMMENCE WORK                                        Page 61 Familiarity with Tools File Practice Using the Dividers Finding Centers Hacksaw Practice Cutting Metal True Lathe Work First Steps Setting the Tool Metals Used The Four Important Things Turning Up a Cylinder Turning Grooves Disks Lathe SpeedsVI ILLUSTRATING SOME OF THE FUNDAMENTAL DEVICES               Page 68 Belt Lacing Gears Crown Wheel Grooved Friction Gearing A Valve which Closes by the Water Pressure Cone Pulleys Universal Joint Trammel for Making Ellipses Escapements Simple Device to Prevent a Wheel or Shaft from Turning Back Racks and Pinions Mutilated Gears Simple Shaft Coupling Clutches Ball and Socket Joints Tripping Devices Anchor Bolt Lazy Tongs Disk Shears Wabble Saw Crank Motion by a Slotted Yoke Continuous Feed by Motion of a Lever Crank Motion Ratchet Head Bench Clamp Helicovolute Spring Double helicovolute Helical Spring Single Volute Helix Spring Flat Spiral or Convolute Eccentric Rod and Strap Antidead Center for LatheVII PROPERTIES OF MATERIALS                                   Page 79 Elasticity Traction Torsion Flexure Tenacity The Most Tenacious Metal Ductility Malleability Hardness Alloys Resistance Persistence Conductivity Equalization Reciprocity Molecular Forces Attraction Cohesion Adhesion Affinity Porosity Compressibility Elasticity Inertia Momentum Weight Centripetal Force Centrifugal Force Capillary Attraction The Sap of Trees Sound Acoustics Sound Mediums Vibration Velocity of Sound Sound Reflections Resonance Echos Speaking Trumpet The Stethoscope The Vitascope The Phonautograph The Phonograph Light The Corpuscular Theory Undulatory Theory Luminous Bodies Velocity of Light Reflection Refraction Colors The Spectroscope The Rainbow Heat ExpansionVIII HOW DRAUGHTING BECOMES A VALUABLE AID                    Page 95 Lines in Drawing Shading Direction of Shade Perspectives The Most Pronounced Lines Direction of Light Scale Drawings Degree and What it Means Memorizing Angles Section Lining Making Ellipses and Irregular Curves Focal Points Isometric and Perspective The Protractor Suggestions in Drawing Holding the Pen Inks Tracing Cloth Detail Paper How to Proceed Indicating Material by Section LinesIX TREATMENT AND USE OF METALS                               Page 112 Annealing Toughness and Elasticity The Process Tempering Tempering Contrasted with Annealing Materials Used Gradual Tempering Fluxing Uniting Metals Alloying Method Welding Sweating Welding Compounds Oxidation Soldering Soft Solder Hard Solder Spelter Soldering Acid The Soldering IronX ON GEARING AND HOW ORDERED,12
+Produced by Constanze Hofmann and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet This file wasproduced from images generously made available by TheInternet ArchiveAmerican LibrariesTranscribers NoteThe spelling in this text has been preserved as in the originalObvious printers errors have been corrected You can find a listof the corrections made at the end of this etext                                                       THE ART                      OF              MODERN LACEMAKING                                                        PRICE         FIFTY CENTS OR TWO SHILLINGS                                                     PUBLISHED BY      The Butterick Publishing Co Limited             _London and New York_                     1891              PRINTED IN NEW YORK                IllustrationINTRODUCTIONOwing to the growing popularity of the fascinating art of lacemakingand the appeals of our readers to place it within their reach we haveprepared this pamphlet In making it a perfect instructor and a reliableexponent of the favorite varieties of lace we have spared neither timenor expense and are most happy to offer to our patrons what acelebrated maker of Modern Lace has pronounced as the finest book uponlacemaking to be found on either continentThe illustrations in the main are direct reproductions from genuinehandmade modern laces such as any lady may make who masters theinstructions found upon these pagesThe beauty of these laces is beyond question their durability all thatcan be desired and their textures may be varied from an extremedelicacy to a sumptuous opposite In introducing the art of modernlacemaking into the realms of our readers we feel all of the pleasurewe are sure we thus convey                                  The Butterick Publishing Co                                                           LimitedCONTENTSPages 5 to 9    LaceMaking Ancient and Modern MethodsPages 9 to 19    Stitches used in Modern LaceMakingPages 19 to 22    Fancy Braids Cords Rings and ButtonsPages 22 to 96    Designs Lace Articles Edgings etc etc in Modern LacePages 96 to 125    Darned Net Samples Kerchiefs Tidies Edgings Insertions etc    etc with Designs for the same and other ArticlesLaceMakingANCIENT AND MODERN METHODSThe art of making lace in one form or another has existed from theearliest ages There are Scriptural references to various weblikefabrics which were of rude construction no doubt but whose generalcharacteristics were identical with those productions of modern skillwhich have for centuries been known as lace Homer and other ancientwriters constantly mention networks of fancifully embroideredmaterials gold threadwork was known to the Romans and as Egyptianrobes of state are depicted upon the tombs of the earlier dynasties asbeing fashioned from a looped network or crochet it is probable thatthe Israelites learned the art from the Egyptians Museums containspecimens of lace dating back to periods that to us of the present dayseem mere dreams of reigns and eras and history includes a scatteredliterature of lace which proves that the art must have been practisedalmost from the beginningUp to the Sixteenth Century however open work embroidery was thefavorite decoration and from it the tangible origin of lace seemsderived During the Renaissance period the first book of embroiderypatterns and lacework appeared The earliest volume bearing a date wasprinted at Cologne in 1527 and it was during the reign of Richard IIIof England that the word lace was first used in the descriptions of theroyal wardrobeAt first the best known laces were those of Venice Milan and Genoa TheItalians claim the invention of point or needlemade lace but theVenetian point is now a product of the past and England and Francesupply most of the fine laces of the present timeLacemakers in the various European countries are trained to the workfrom childhood but it is said that the makers of Honiton lace thefabric of which Queen Victorias wedding gown was made are rapidlydecreasing in numbers so that there are few persons now living whounderstand the construction of this exquisite pillow lace The costlypoint and Honiton and the dainty Mechlin and Valenciennes of bygone dayscan only be produced by trained laceworkers whose skilful fingersweave bobbins of cobweblike thread to and fro over the pillownecessary to,42
+Produced by The Online Distributed Proofreading Team athttpwwwpgdpnetFOXS BOOK OF MARTYRSORA HISTORY OF THELIVES SUFFERINGS AND TRIUMPHANT DEATHSOF THEPRIMITIVE PROTESTANT MARTYRSFROM THEINTRODUCTION OF CHRISTIANITYTO THELATEST PERIODS OF PAGAN POPISH AND INFIDELPERSECUTIONSEMBRACING TOGETHER WITH THE USUAL SUBJECTS CONTAINED IN SIMILAR WORKSThe recent persecutions in the cantons of Switzerland and thepersecutions of the Methodist and Baptist Missionaries in the WestIndia Islands and the narrative of the conversion capture longimprisonment and cruel sufferings of Asaad Shidiak a native ofPalestineLIKEWISEA SKETCH OF THE FRENCH REVOLUTIONAS CONNECTED WITH PERSECUTIONCOMPILED FROM FOXS BOOK OF MARTYRS AND OTHER AUTHENTIC SOURCESTHE JOHN C WINSTON COCHICAGO PHILADELPHIA TORONTOPREFACEThis work is strictly what its title page imports a COMPILATION FoxsBook of Martyrs has been made the basis of this volume Libertyhowever has been taken to abridge wherever it was thoughtnecessaryto alter the antiquated form of the phraseology tointroduce additional information and to correct any inaccuracyrespecting matters of fact which had escaped the author of the originalwork or which has been found erroneous by the investigation of modernresearchThe object of this work is to give a brief history of persecution sincethe first introduction of christianity till the present time In doingthis we have commenced with the martyrdom of Stephen and following thecourse of events have brought the History of persecution down to theyear 1830 In all ages we find that a disposition to persecute foropinions sake has been manifested by wicked men whatever may havebeen their opinions or sentiments on religious subjects The intolerantjew and the bigoted pagan have exhibited no more of a persecutingspirit than the nominal professor of christianity and the _infidel_and the avowed _atheist_ Indeed it seems to be an inherent vice inunsanctified nature to endeavour by the pressure of physical force torestrain obnoxious sentiments and to propagate favourite opinions Itis only when the heart has been renewed and sanctified by divine gracethat men have rightly understood and practised the true principles oftoleration We do not say that none but real christians have adoptedcorrect views respecting civil and religious libertybut we affirmthat these views owe their origin entirely to christianity and itsgenuine disciplesThough nearly all sects have persecuted their opponents during a briefseason when mens passions were highly excited and true religion hadmournfully declined yet no denomination except the papal hierarchy hasadopted as an article of religious belief and a principle of practicalobservance the right to destroy heretics for opinions sake Thedecrees of councils and the bulls of popes issued in conformity withthose decrees place this matter beyond a doubt Persecution thereforeand popery are inseparably connected because claiming infallibilitywhat she has once done is right for her to do again yea must be doneunder similar circumstances or the claims of infallibility given upThere is no escaping this conclusion It is right therefore to chargeupon popery all the persecutions and horrid cruelties which havestained the annals of the papal church during her long and bloody careerof darkness and crime Every sigh which has been heaved in the dungeonsof the Inquisitionevery groan which has been extorted by the racks andinstruments of torture which the malice of her bigoted votariesstimulated by infernal wisdom ever invented has witnessed in the earof God against the Mother of Harlots and those kings of the earthwho giving their power to the Beast have aided her in the cruel workof desolation and death The valleys of Piedmont the mountains ofSwitzerland the vine crowned hills of Italy and Franceand all partsof Germany and the low countries have by turns been lighted by thefires of burning victims or crimsoned with the blood of those who havesuffered death at the hands of the cruel emissaries of popery Englandtoo has drunken deep of the wine of the fierceness of her wrath asthe blood of Cobham and the ashes of the Smithfield martyrs cantestify Ireland and Scotland likewise have each been made the theatreof her atrocities But no where has the system been exhibited in itsnative unalleviated deformity as in Spain Portugal and their SouthAmerican dependencies For centuries such a system of police wasestablished by the _Holy Inquisitors_ that these countries resembled avast whispering gallery where the slightest murmur of discontent couldbe heard and punished Such has been the effect of superstition and theterror of the Holy Office upon the mind as completely to break thepride of the Castillian noble and make him the unresisting victim ofevery mendicant friar and hempsandaled monkMoreover the papal system has opposed the march of civilization andliberty throughout the world by denouncing the circulation of theBible and the general diffusion of knowledge Turn to every land wherepopery predominates and you will find an ignorant and debasedpeasantry a profligate nobility and a priesthood licentiousavaricious domineering and cruelBut it may be asked is popery the same system now as in the days ofCardinal Bonner and the Bloody Mary We answer yes It is the boast ofall catholics that their church never varies either in spirit or inpractice For evidence of this look at the demonstrations of her spiritin the persecutions in the south of France for several years after therestoration of the Bourbons in 1814 All have witnessed with feelingsof detestation the recent efforts of the apostolicals in Spain andPortugal to crush the friends of civil and religious liberty in thoseillfated countries The narrative of Asaad Shidiak clearly indicatesthat the spirit of popery has lost none of its ferocity andbloodthirstiness since the Piedmontese war and the Bartholomewmassacre Where it has power its victims are still crushed by the samemeans which filled the dungeons of the inquisition and fed the fires ofthe _auto de fe_This is the religion to diffuse which strenuous efforts are now makingin this country Already the papal church numbers more than half amillion of communicants This number is rapidly augmenting by emigrationfrom catholic countries and by the conversion of protestant childrenwho are placed in their schools for instruction The recent events inEurope will no doubt send to our shores hundreds of jesuit priestswith a portion of that immense revenue which the papal church hashitherto enjoyed Another thing which will no doubt favour theirviews is the,25
+Produced by Steven desJardins and the Online DistributedProofreading TeamIllustration Whats that howled the little professor dancingabout in his night robe See page 109Frank Merriwell Down SouthBYBURT L STANDISHAUTHOR OF Frank Merriwells SchoolDays Frank Merriwells ChumsFrank Merriwells Foes etcPHILADELPHIA DAVID McKAY PUBLISHER 610 SOUTH WASHINGTON SQUARECopyright 1903 By STREET  SMITHFrank Merriwell Down SouthCONTENTSCHAPTER                                 PAGE      IA Wonderful Story                 7     IIGone                             13    IIIHeld for Ransom                  19     IVUnmasked                         27      VKidnaped                         31     VICarried into the Mountains       37    VIIThe Camp in the Desert           42   VIIIThe Treasure Seeker              46     IXThe Professors Escape           51      XThe Stranger                     57     XIThe Awakening Volcano            62    XIIDoom of the Silver Palace        68   XIIIA Stampede in a City             75    XIVThe Hot Blood of Youth           80     XVMystery of the Flower Queen      85    XVIProfessor Scotch Feels Ill       90   XVIILed into a Trap                  95  XVIIIBarney on Hand                  100    XIXA Humble Apology                106     XXThe Professors Courage         111    XXIFranks Bold Move               116   XXIIThe Queen is Found              121  XXIIIFighting Lads                   127   XXIVEnd of the Search               132    XXVThe Mysterious Canoe            138   XXVIStill More Mysterious           144  XXVIIIn the Everglades               149 XXVIIIThe Hut on the Island           155   XXIXA Wild Night in the Swamp       160    XXXFranks Shot                    165   XXXIYoung in Years Only             170  XXXIIA Mysterious Transformation     177 XXXIIIGage Takes a Turn               181  XXXIVA Fearful Fate                  186   XXXVThe Serpent Vine                192  XXXVIRight or Wrong                  196 XXXVIIFranks Mercy                   200XXXVIIIIn the Mountains Again          206  XXXIXFrank and Kate                  212     XLA Jealous Lover                 218    XLIFacing Death                    222   XLIIMuriel                          228  XLIIISaved                          240   XLIVFranks Suspicion,5
+Produced by Marilynda FraserCunliffe Sankar Viswanathanand the Online Distributed Proofreading Team athttpwwwpgdpnet                         EVOLUTION IN MODERN                               THOUGHT                    BY HAECKEL THOMSON WEISMANN                              AND OTHERS                          THE MODERN LIBRARY                      PUBLISHERS   NEW YORK                                   CONTENTSI    DARWINS PREDECESSORS     J Arthur Thomson Professor of Natural History in the University of       AberdeenII   _The Selection Theory_     August Weismann Professor of Zoology in the University of       Freiburg BadenIII  HEREDITY AND VARIATION IN MODERN LIGHTS     W Bateson Professor of Biology in the University of CambridgeIV   THE DESCENT OF MAN     G Schwalbe Professor of Anatomy in the University of StrassburgV    CHARLES DARWIN AS AN ANTHROPOLOGIST     Ernst Haeckel Professor of Zoology in the University of JenaVI   MENTAL FACTORS IN EVOLUTION     C Lloyd Morgan Professor of Psychology at University College       BristolVII  THE INFLUENCE OF THE CONCEPTION OF EVOLUTION ON MODERN PHILOSOPHY       H Höffding Professor of Philosophy in the University of CopenhagenVIII THE INFLUENCE OF DARWIN UPON RELIGIOUS THOUGHT     Rev P H WaggettIX   DARWINISM AND HISTORY     J B Bury Regious Professor of Modern History in the University       of CambridgeX    DARWINISM AND SOCIOLOGY     C Bouglé Professor of Social Philosophy in the University of       Toulouse and DeputyProfessor at the Sorbonne Paris                                   EVOLUTION IN MODERN THOUGHTIDARWINS PREDECESSORSBY J ARTHUR THOMSON_Professor of Natural History in the University of Aberdeen_In seeking to discover Darwins relation to his predecessors it isuseful to distinguish the various services which he rendered to thetheory of organic evolutionI As everyone knows the general idea of the Doctrine of Descent isthat the plants and animals of the present day are the linealdescendants of ancestors on the whole somewhat simpler that theseagain are descended from yet simpler forms and so on backwardstowards the literal Protozoa and Protophyta about which weunfortunately know nothing Now no one supposes that Darwin originatedthis idea which in rudiment at least is as old as Aristotle WhatDarwin did was to make it current intellectual coin He gave it a formthat commended itself to the scientific and public intelligence of theday and he won widespread conviction by showing with consummate skillthat it was an effective formula to work with a key which no lockrefused In a scholarly critical and preeminently fairminded wayadmitting difficulties and removing them foreseeing objections andforestalling them he showed that the doctrine of descent supplied amodal interpretation of how our presentday fauna and flora have cometo beII In the second place Darwin applied the evolutionidea toparticular problems such as the descent of man and showed what apowerful organon it is introducing order into masses of uncorrelatedfacts interpreting enigmas both of structure and function bothbodily and mental and best of all stimulating and guiding furtherinvestigation But here again it cannot be claimed that Darwin wasoriginal The problem of the descent or ascent of man and otherparticular cases of evolution had attracted not a few naturalistsbefore Darwins day though no one except Herbert Spencer in thepsychological domain 1855 had come near him in precision andthoroughness of inquiryIII In the third place Darwin contributed largely to a knowledge ofthe factors in the evolutionprocess especially by his analysis ofwhat occurs in the case of domestic animals and cultivated plants andby his elaboration of the theory of Natural Selection which AlfredRussel Wallace independently stated at the same time and of whichthere had been a few previous suggestions of a more or less vaguedescription It was here that Darwins originality was greatest forhe revealed to naturalists the many different formsoften verysubtlewhich natural selection takes and with the insight of adisciplined scientific imagination he realised what a mighty engine ofprogress it has been and isIV As an epochmarking contribution not only to Ætiology but toNatural History in the widest sense we rank the picture which Darwingave to the world of the web of life that is to say of theinterrelations and linkages in Nature For the Biology of theindividualif that be not a contradiction in termsno idea is morefundamental than that of the correlation of organs but Darwins mostcharacteristic contribution was not less fundamentalit was the ideaof the correlation of organisms This again was not novel we findit in the works of naturalists like Christian Conrad SprengelGilbert White and Alexander von Humboldt but the realisation of itsfull import was distinctly Darwinian_As Regards the General Idea of Organic Evolution_While it is,52
+Produced by David WidgerTHE PSYCHICAL RESEARCHERS TALETHE SCEPTICAL POLTERGEISTFrom The New DecameronVolume IIIBy J D BeresfordThere was once a time he began when I decided that I was a fraud thatI could not be a psychical researcher any longer I determined to giveit all up to investigate no more phenomena nor attend another séancenor read a word about psychical research for the remainder of my lifeOn the contrary I planned an intensive study of the works of the laterVictorians of that blissful period in the history of Europe whenwe could believe in the comforting doctrine of materialism Oh Ithought that one had a Haeckel or a Huxley living now to consoleus with their beautiful faith in the mortality of the soul TheNeoDarwinians failed to convince me the works of H G Wells left mecoldI will tell you the events that brought me to this evil passIt is not likely that anyone here will remember the Slipperton case Itattracted little attention at the time In 1905 there was still a littlesanity left in the world A few even of the London dailies were nearlysane then and refused to report ghost stories unless they were known tobe untrue And the Slipperton case had hardly any publicityan inchin the _Daily Mail_ headed Family Evicted by Ghosts was the onlynewspaper report that I saw though there may have been others In thesedays the story would be given a couple of columns opposite the leaderpage and the Sunday papersI was connected with the thing because Edgar Slipperton and his wifewere friends of mine quiet oldfashioned people who believed that whenyou were dead you _were_ dead and that that was the end of itThe phenomena that drove them out of their house at last were of theordinary poltergeist type that date back to the days of John Wesley TheSlippertons had a fat and very stupid cook whom I suspected of being anunconscious medium but they were so attached to her that they refusedto give her notice as I strongly advised them to do They told me thatalthough she was constitutionally unable to grasp a new idea such asthe idea of a different pudding she was entirely dependable alwaysdoing the same things in the same way and with the same results Andwhile this confirmed my suspicions that she was a spiritualistic mediumI recognised that she might have useful qualities as a cookThe Slippertons stood it pretty well for a time At first they were onlymildly inconvenienced Things used to disappear mysteriously and turnup in unexpected places Slippertons pincenez for example were lostand found inside the piano And Mrs Slippertons false front wouldbe moved in the night from the dressingtable to the brass knob of thebedpost even after she took to pinning it to the toilet cover Thingslike that irritating but not really seriousBut the trouble increased grew to be beyond endurance in the end Thepoltergeists with that lack of imagination which always characterisesthem started to play the old trick of pulling off the Slippertonsbedclothes in the middle of the nightone of the most annoying of thespirits antics And they followed that by experimenting with the heavyfurnitureI was out of England when the trouble came to a head and I heardnothing of the later developments until after the Slippertons had leftthe house I happened to meet Slipperton by accident in the Haymarketand he took me into his club and gave me the whole story NaturallyI was glad of the chance to investigate although I thought it veryprobable that the phenomena would cease with the departure of the cookI determined however to go down and spend a week in the house aloneI was not dismayed by the fact that I should be unable to get any helpwith my domestic arrangements owing to the superstitious fears of thevillagers I rather enjoyed cooking my own meals in those daysIt was fine weather in late May when I went down and I regardedthe visit as a kind of holiday rather than as a serious investigationNevertheless from force of habit I carried out my inquiry in thescientific spirit that is so absolutely essential in these mattersThe Slippertons house was on the outskirts of a small town inBuckinghamshire The shell of the house dated from the early seventeenthcentury You will find it described in the _Inventory of theRoyal Commission on Historical Monuments_the second volume of theBuckinghamshire survey But the inside had been gutted and replanned tosuit our modern requirements such as the need for making each bedroomaccessible without passing through other bedrooms the necessity for afitted bathroom and so onI found the house as Slipperton had warned me that I should in achaotic condition inside Everything movable seemed to have beenmovedwithout any definite intention so far as I could see but justfor the sake of upsetting the decent order of the household I founda fryingpan for instance hung on the hook that was designed for thedinnergong and the gong inside one of the beds A complete set ofbedroom ware had been arranged on the drawingroom table and apparentlysome witticism had been contemplated with a chest of drawers which hadbecome firmly wedged into the angle of the back staircase In short theusual strange feats that characterise poltergeist phenomenaI touched none of these misplaced things with the exception of thefryingpan which I needed to cook the sausages I had brought with mebut after I had had my meal I went through all the rooms and enteredthe position of every article in a large notebook making plans of eachroom besides a full list of the furniture and ornaments it containedLater I went up into the roof and disconnected the water supplyafterwards emptying the cistern and all the pipes And before I wentto bed I turned off the electric light at the main switch All theseprecautions as I need hardly tell you were absolutely essential Itmight appear difficult to explain the moving of a large chest of drawersby the sound of waterpipes or the fusing of an electric wire but thecritics of psychical research have essayed far more,48
+Produced by Greg Weeks Stephen Blundell and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetIllustration MARKOVIACUBS OF THE WOLFBY RAYMOND F JONES _It may be that there is a weapon that from the viewpoint of the one its used on is worse than lethal You might say that death multiplies you by zero what would multiplication by minus one do_Illustrated by RogersIn the spring the cherry blossoms are heavy in the air over the campusof Solarian Institute of Science and Humanities On a small slope thatrims the park area Cameron Wilder lay on his back squinting through thecloud of pinkwhite petals to the sky beyond Beside him Joyce Farquhardrew her jacket closer with an irritated gesture It was still too coldto be sitting on the grass but Cameron didnt seem to notice itoranything else Joyce thoughtIf you dont submit a subject for your thesis now she said youlltake another full six months getting your doctorate Sometimes I thinkyou dont really want itCameron stirred He shifted his squinting gaze from the sky to Joyce andfinally sat up But he was staring ahead through the trees again as hetook his pipe from his pocket and began filling it slowlyI _dont_ want it if its not going to mean anything after I get ithe said belligerently Im not going to do an investigation of somesilly subject like The Transience of Venusian Immigrants in Relation tothe Martian Polar Ice Cap Cycle Solarian sociologists are the butt ofenough ridicule now Do something like that and for the rest of yourlife you get knocking of the knees whenever anybody inquires about thespecialty you worked in and threatens to read your thesisNobodys asking you to do anything you dont want to But _you_ pickedthe field of sociology to work in Now I dont see why you have to actsuch a purist that it takes months to find a research project for yourdegree Pick somethinganythingI dont care what it is But if youdont get a degree and an appointment out of the next session I dontthink well ever get marriednot everCameron removed his pipe from his mouth with a precise grip andconsidered it intently as it cupped in his hands Im glad youmentioned marriage he said I was just about to speak of it myselfWell dont said Joyce After three yearsThree yearsHe turned to face her and smiled for the first time He liked to leadher along occasionally just to watch her explode but he was not alwayssure when he had gone too far Joyce had a mind like a snapping randommatching calculator while he operated more on a slow carefully shapinganalogue basis knowing things were never quite what they seemed buttrying to get as close an approximation of the true picture as possibleWill you marry me now he saidThe question did not seem to startle her No degree noappointmentand no chance of getting onewe couldnt even get alicense I hope you arent suggesting we try to get along without oneor on a forgeryCameron shook his head No darling this is a perfectly bona fideproposal complete with license appointment the workswhat do yousayI say this spring sun is too much for you She touched the dark massof his hair warmed by the suns rays and put her head on his shoulderShe started to cry Dont tease me like that Cameron It seems likeweve been waiting foreverand theres still forever ahead of us Youcant do anything you want toCameron put his arms about her not caring if the whole Institutefaculty leaned out the windows to watch Thats why you shouldappreciate being about to marry such a resourceful fellow he said moregently And now he dropped all banter Ive been thinking about howlong its been too Thats why I decided to try to kill a couple ofsparrows with one pebbleJoyce sat up You arent seriousCameron sucked on his pipe once more Ever hear of the MarkovianNucleus he said thoughtfullyJoyce slowly nodded her head Oh I think Ive heard the namementioned she murmured but nothing more than thatIve asked for that as my research projectBut thats clear out of the galaxyin TranspaceYes and obviously out of bounds for the ordinary graduate researcherBut because of the scholarship record Ive been able to rack up here Itook a chance on applying to the Corning Foundation for a grant Andthey decided to take a chance on me after considerable and not entirelypainless investigation Thats why you were followed around like asuspected Disloyalist for a month My application included a provisionfor you to go along as my wife Professor Fothergill notified me thismorning that the grant had been awardedCam Joyces voice was brittle now You arent fooling meHe gathered her in his arms again You think I would fool aboutsomething like that darling In a week youll be Mrs C Wilder and assoon as school is out on your way to the Markovian Nucleus Andbesides it took me almost as much work preparing the researchprospectus as the average guy spends on his whole project                                   Sometimes Joyce Farquhar wished Cameron were a good deal different thanhe was But then he wouldnt have been Cameron and she wouldnt want tomarry him she supposed And somehow while he fell behind on themidstretch he always managed to come in at the end with the rest ofthe field Or just a little bit ahead of itOr a good deal ahead of it As now It took her a few moments to realizethe magnitude of the coup he had actually pulled off For weeks she hadbeen depressed because he refused to use some trivial breeze researchto get his degree He could have started it as much as a year ago andthey could have been married now if hed set himself up a real cinchBut now they were getting married anywayand Cameron was getting thekind of research deal that would,44
+Produced by David Newman Chuck Greif Keith Edkins andthe Online Distributed Proofreading Team athttpwwwpgdpnet This file was produced from imagesfrom the Cornell University Library Historical MathematicsMonographs collectionTranscribers NoteThe following codes are used for characters that are not present in thecharacter set used for this version of the book  a a with macron etc  g g with dot above etc  s s with acute accent  d d with dot below etc  d d with line below  H H with breve belowTHEHINDUARABIC NUMERALSBYDAVID EUGENE SMITHANDLOUIS CHARLES KARPINSKIBOSTON AND LONDONGINN AND COMPANY PUBLISHERS1911COPYRIGHT 1911 BY DAVID EUGENE SMITHAND LOUIS CHARLES KARPINSKIALL RIGHTS RESERVED8117THE ATHENÆUM PRESSGINN AND COMPANY  PROPRIETORSBOSTON  USA                                   iiiPREFACESo familiar are we with the numerals that bear the misleading name ofArabic and so extensive is their use in Europe and the Americas that itis difficult for us to realize that their general acceptance in thetransactions of commerce is a matter of only the last four centuries andthat they are unknown to a very large part of the human race today Itseems strange that such a laborsaving device should have struggled fornearly a thousand years after its system of place value was perfectedbefore it replaced such crude notations as the one that the Roman conquerormade substantially universal in Europe Such however is the case andthere is probably no one who has not at least some slight passing interestin the story of this struggle To the mathematician and the student ofcivilization the interest is generally a deep one to the teacher of theelements of knowledge the interest may be less marked but nevertheless itis real and even the business man who makes daily use of the curioussymbols by which we express the numbers of commerce cannot fail to havesome appreciation for the story of the rise and progress of these tools ofhis tradeThis story has often been told in part but it is a long time since anyeffort has been made to bring together the fragmentary narrations and toset forth the general problem of the origin and development of these ivnumerals In this little work we have attempted to state the history ofthese forms in small compass to place before the student materials for theinvestigation of the problems involved and to express as clearly aspossible the results of the labors of scholars who have studied the subjectin different parts of the world We have had no theory to exploit for thehistory of mathematics has seen too much of this tendency already but asfar as possible we have weighed the testimony and have set forth what seemto be the reasonable conclusions from the evidence at handTo facilitate the work of students an index has been prepared which we hopemay be serviceable In this the names of authors appear only when some usehas been made of their opinions or when their works are first mentioned infull in a footnoteIf this work shall show more clearly the value of our number system andshall make the study of mathematics seem more real to the teacher andstudent and shall offer material for interesting some pupil more fully inhis work with numbers the authors will feel that the considerable laborinvolved in its preparation has not been in vainWe desire to acknowledge our especial indebtedness to Professor AlexanderZiwet for reading all the proof as well as for the digest of a Russianwork to Professor Clarence L Meader for Sanskrit transliterations and toMr Steven T Byington for Arabic transliterations and the scheme ofpronunciation of Oriental names and also our indebtedness to otherscholars in Oriental learning for informationDAVID EUGENE SMITHLOUIS CHARLES KARPINSKI                                   vCONTENTS  CHAPTER        PRONUNCIATION OF ORIENTAL NAMES                              vi  I    EARLY IDEAS OF THEIR ORIGIN                                   1  II   EARLY HINDU FORMS WITH NO PLACE VALUE                        12  III  LATER HINDU FORMS WITH A PLACE VALUE                        38  IV   THE SYMBOL ZERO                                              51  V    THE QUESTION OF THE INTRODUCTION OF THE        NUMERALS INTO EUROPE BY BOETHIUS                             63  VI   THE DEVELOPMENT OF THE NUMERALS AMONG THE ARABS              91  VII  THE DEFINITE INTRODUCTION OF THE NUMERALS INTO EUROPE        99  VIII THE SPREAD OF THE NUMERALS IN EUROPE,4
+Produced by Suzanne Lybarger and the booksmiths athttpwwweBookForgenet        CHILDREN AND THEIR        BOOKS        BY        JAMES HOSMER PENNIMAN LITT DIllustration School Bulletin Publications emblem        SYRACUSE N Y        C W BARDEEN PUBLISHERCopyright 1921 by C W BARDEENCHILDREN AND THEIR BOOKSThe most vital educational problem will always be how to make the bestuse of the childs earlier years not only for the reason that in themmany receive their entire school training but also because while thepower of the child to learn increases with age his susceptibility toformative influences diminishes and so rapid is the working of thislaw that President Eliot thinks that    the temperament physical constitution mental    aptitudes and moral quality of a boy are all well    determined by the time he is 18 years oldGreat waste of the childs time and mental energy in the preciousearly years is caused by disregard of the way in which his mindunfolds Not only are children set at work for which they are not yetfitted but frequently they are kept at occupations which are farbelow what they might profitably engage in The child should beguided not driven to force his mind is an educational crime Longcontinued attention and concentration are injurious but by using tacta great deal may be accomplished without strainAt first the aim should be not so much to fill the mind with knowledgeas to develop the powers as they are ready for it and to cultivatethe ability to use them The plasticity of the childs mind is suchthat a new impression may be erased quickly by a newer one hischaracter receives a decided bent only through repeated impressions ofthe same kind The imaginative faculty is one of the earliest toappear and a weakness of our educational systems is the failure torealize its importance and to pay sufficient attention to itsdevelopment It is well known that imagination is the creative powerof the mind which gives life to all work so that without it Newtonwould never have found the law of gravitation nor Columbus havediscovered America The world of makebelieve is filled with delightfor the small child He loves stories of imaginary adventure that hecan act out in his play        Now with my little gun I crawl        All in the dark along the wall        And follow round the forest track        Away behind the sofa back        I see the others far away        As if in firelit camp they lay        And I like to an Indian scout        Around their party prowled aboutCultivate his imagination by helping the child to image what he hasread Let us play that we are sailing with Columbus in a little shipover the great green ocean When we look far off from the top of awave we see nothing but sky and whitecapped water all around us areangry faces and angry wavesIt is easy to work on the emotions of a little child and thoughtlesspersons may find it amusing but it is a serious matter for it has aninjurious effect upon his nerves Ghost stories and books whichinspire fear of the supernatural often do much harm to imaginativechildrenThe boundless curiosity of the child may be aroused and stimulated sothat he gets to know himself and the world about him in a way thatfurnishes him with constant and delightful employment The growth ofhis mind is rapid and healthful because he is reaching out tocomprehend and verify and apply to his own purposes the knowledge thathe derives from books and that which he obtains from observation Itis not easy to realize the ignorance of children Dr G Stanley Hallfound by experiments with a large number of sixyearolds in Bostonthat 55 percent did not know that wooden things are made from treesThe world is strange to them they must grope their way they areattracted by the bright the flashy the sensational and their tasteswill develop in these directions unless they are taught betterGrownups estimate in terms of previous experience the child has hadlittle previous experience to which to refer Edward Thring saysThe emptiness of a young boys mind is often not taken into accountat least emptiness so far as all knowledge in it being of afragmentary and piecemeal description nothing complete It may wellhappen that an intelligent boy shall be unable to understand aseemingly simple thing because some bit of knowledge which hisinstructor takes it for granted he possesses and probably thinksinstinctive is wanting to fill up the wholeTo impart the desire for knowledge and the power of getting it is nextto characterbuilding the most important work of the school Encourageselfactivity to the fullest extent When the child asks a question becareful not to put him off or discourage him but if it is possible toshow him how to find the answer for himself do so even at the expenseof considerable time and trouble Aid that quenches curiosity retardsmental growth Many children ask questions merely for the sake oftalking and forget the question before they have heard the answer Asthe child gradually becomes able to use them show him how to employbooks as tools Keep reference books on low shelves or tables inconvenient places where it is easy to get at them Show the childthat the dictionary the atlas and the encyclopaedia contain storesof knowledge accumulated by the work of many scholars for many yearsand laboriously classified and arranged for the benefit of seekersafter information Show him how to investigate a subject under severaldifferent titles and how to get what,0
+Produced by Suzanne Lybarger Christine D and thebooksmiths at httpwwweBookForgenetBOOKLOVERS BIBLIOMANIACSANDBOOK CLUBSIllustration  BookLovers  Bibliomaniacs  and  Book ClubsByHENRYHHARPER  Privately Printed  At The Riverside Press  Cambridge  BOSTON  MDCDIVCOPYRIGHT 1904 BY H H HARPERALL RIGHTS RESERVEDPREFATORYHAVING been asked to make a few remarks upon Bookloving Bookbuyingand Book Clubsnot for publication before the great audience ofreaders but for the exclusive use of the members of a private BookClubI venture thus to offer my views hoping that in the light ofmy own personal experience I may be able to give a few useful hintsand suggestions to those who may peruse the pages which followIf this little tome in which are recorded the reflections of one whofor many years has mingled with publishers booksellers bibliophilescollectors and bibliomaniacs should prove to be of any interest orservice and is found worthy of a small space in some sequestered nookin the library where it may in silent repose behold its more worthyand resplendent companions the fondest ambition of the author will begratified beyond peradventureTHE AUTHORBOOKLOVERS BIBLIOMANIACSANDBOOK CLUBSBOOKcollecting is undeniably one of the most engaging pursuits inwhich a refined and artistic taste may be indulged From the earliesttimes and even before the days of printing this pleasant diversionhas been pursued by persons of moderate means as well as by those ofwealth and distinction and every succeeding generation ofbookcollectors has exceeded its predecessors in numbers and inenthusiasm The alluring influences of bibliophilism or booklovinghave silently crept into thousands of homes whether beautiful orhumble for the library is properly regarded as one of the mostimportant features of home as well as mental equipmentIn _The House Beautiful_ William C Gannett emphasizes the importanceof considering the library as foremost in furnishing a home He saysIt means admission to the new marvels of science if one choosesadmission It means an introduction to the noblest company that allthe generations have produced if we claim the introductionRemembering this how can one help wishing to furnish his house withsome such furniture A poet for a table piece A philosopher upon theshelf Browning or Emerson for a fireside friendA familys rank in thought and taste can well be gauged by the booksand papers that lie upon the shelf or table of the libraryNot many years ago Mr Howard Pyle said I sometimes think that weare upon the edge of some new era in which the art of beautifyingbooks with pictures shall suddenly be uplifted into a higher and adifferent plane of excellence when ornate printed colour and perfectreproduction shall truly depict the labour of the patient draughtsmanwho strives so earnestly to beautify the world in which he lives andto lend a grace to the living therein The prophecy is alreadyfulfilled and a modern book in order to win favor among presentdaybibliophiles must embody an harmonious assimilation of many artsThe ardor of possessing books commonly called bibliomania alsostyled bibliophilism and bibliowhatever else that has suggesteditself to the fruitful imaginations of dozens of felicitous writersupon the subjectis described by Dibdin as a disease which growswith our growth and strengthens with our strength Kings and queenshave not been immune from this prevalent though harmless malady Thevast resources of Henry VII were employed in collecting a library ofwhich a modern millionaire collector might be justly proud Manyspecimens of his magnificent collection bearing the royal stamp arenow to be found in the British Museum Queen Elizabeth and Lady JaneGrey were submissive victims of the bibliomania It is worthy of notethat while there were but few women bookcollectors in the Elizabethanperiod there are at the present time in our own country almost asmany women as there are men engaged in this fascinating pursuit Aslate as 1843 Dibdin remarks that it is a remarkable circumstancethat the bibliomania has almost uniformly confined its attacks to the_male_ sex and among people in the higher and middling classes ofsociety It has raged chiefly in palaces castles halls and gaymansions and those things which in general are supposed not to beinimical to healthsuch as cleanliness spaciousness and splendourare only so many inducements to the introduction and propagation ofthe bibliomaniaIt should be remembered however that one possessing a fondness forbooks is not necessarily a bibliomaniac There is as much differencebetween the inclinations and taste of a bibliophile and a bibliomaniacas between a slight cold and the advanced stages of consumption Someone has said that to call a bibliophile a bibliomaniac is to conducta lover languishing for his maidens smile to an asylum for thedemented and to shut him up in the ward for the incurables _Biblio_relates to books and _mania_ is synonymous with madness insanityviolent derangement mental aberration etc A bibliomaniactherefore might properly be called an insane or crazy bibliophile Itis however a harmless insanity and even in its worst stages itinjures no one Rational treatment may cure a bibliomaniac and bringhim or her back into the congenial folds of bibliophilism unlessperchance the victim has passed beyond the curative stages into thevast and dreamy realms of extraillustrating or grangerizingPeople usually have a horror of insane persons and one might wellbeware of indulging a taste for books if there were any reasonableprobability that this would lead to mental derangement There could befurnituremaniacs rugmaniacs and chinamaniacs just as well asbookmaniacs but people do not generally hesitate to purchasefurniture rugs and china for fear of going crazy on the subject andno more reason is there why rational persons should hesitate to make acollection of good books for a library for fear of being calledbibliomaniacs In _Sesame and Lilies_ Ruskin says If a man spendslavishly on his library you call him mada bibliomaniac But younever call one a horsemaniac though men ruin themselves every day bytheir horses and you do not hear of people ruining themselves bytheir booksThis is preëminently the age of collectors and scarcely a week passeswithout the discovery of some new dementia in this direction Only afew days ago I read of a new delirium which threatens disaster to thefeline progeny it may be called the _cattail mania_ seeing that itsvictims possess an,9
+Produced by Suzanne Lybarger Meghan and the booksmithsat httpwwweBookForgenet         Transcribers Note                                                                                                             Obvious typographical errors have been corrected in             this text For a complete list please see the bottom of        this document                                                                                                                 THE BOOKLOVER AND HIS BOOKSIllustration From the _Digestum Novum_ of Justinian printed at Veniceby Jenson in 1477 The type page of which this is a reduction measures1212 by 812 inches The initials in the original have been filled inby hand in red and blue_From the copy in the Library of Brown University_THE BOOKLOVER ANDHIS BOOKSBYHARRY LYMAN KOOPMAN LITTDLIBRARIAN OF BROWN UNIVERSITYBOSTONTHE BOSTON BOOK COMPANY1917_Copyright 1916_BY THE BOSTON BOOK COMPANYTHE UNIVERSITY PRESS CAMBRIDGE U S ATOTHE AUTHORS AND THEIR PRINTERSWHO HAVE GIVEN USTHE BOOKS THAT WE LOVEPREFATORY NOTEThe following chapters were written during a series of years as oneaspect after another of the Book engaged the writers attention As theyare now brought together the result is not a systematic treatise butrather a succession of views of one manysided subject In consequencethere is considerable overlapping The writer hopes however that thiswill be looked upon not as vain repetition but as a legitimatereinforcement of his underlying theme the unity in diversity of theBook and the federation of all who have to do with it He thereforeoffers the present volume not so much for continuous reading as forreading by chapters He trusts that for those who may consult it inconnection with systematic study a sufficient clue to whatever it maycontain on any given topic will be found in the indexMost of these chapters appeared as papers in The Printing Art twowere published in The Graphic Arts and some in other magazines Thewriter expresses his thanks to the proprietors of these periodicals forthe permission to republish the articles in their present collectiveform All the papers have been revised to some extent They wereoriginally written in rare moments of leisure scattered through the busyhours of a librarian Their writing was a source of pleasure and theirfirst publication brought him many delightful associations As they arepresented in their new attire to another group of readers their authorcan wish for them no better fortune than to meetpossibly tomakebookloversBROWN UNIVERSITY LIBRARYCommencement Day 1916TABLE OF CONTENTSBOOKS AND BOOKLOVERS                               3FITNESS IN BOOK DESIGN                             9PRINT AS AN INTERPRETER OF MEANING                14FAVORITE BOOK SIZES                               19THE VALUE OF READING                              28THE BOOK OF TODAY AND THE BOOK OF TOMORROW      33A CONSTRUCTIVE CRITIC OF THE BOOK                 38BOOKS AS A LIBRARIAN WOULD LIKE THEM              44THE BOOK BEAUTIFUL                                49THE READERS HIGH PRIVILEGE                       63THE BACKGROUND OF THE BOOK                        79THE CHINESE BOOK                                  87THICK PAPER AND THIN                              92THE CLOTHING OF A BOOK,13
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EstupidezÓ sanfonasaloia do fandango dos campinosÓ pampilho das Lezirias innundadas de CidadeE vós varinas que sabeis a sale que trazeis o Mar no vosso aventalE vós tambem ó moças da Provinciaque trazeis o verde dos camposno vermelho das faces pintadasE tu tambem ó mau gostocoa saia de baixo a vêrsee a falta deducaçãoÓ oiro de pechisbegue esperteza dos ciganosa luzir no vermelho verdadeiro da blusa de chitaÓ tedio do domingo com botas novase musica nAvenidaÓ sancta Virgindadea garantir a falta de lindezaÓ bilhete postal illustradocom apparições de beijos ao ladoÓ Arsenalfadista de ganga azul e côco socialistaÓ sahidas pôrdosol das Fabricas dAgoniaE vós tambem nojentos da Politicaque exploraes eleitos o PatriotismoMaquereaux da Patria que vos pariuE vós tambem pindericos jornalistasque fazeis cocegas e outras coisasá opinião publicaE tu tambem roberto fardadoFutricate espantalho engalonadoapeiate das patas de barrolarga a espada de matare põe o penacho no raboRálhate mercenario asceta 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+Produced by Carlo Traverso Rénald Lévesque and the OnlineDistributed Proofreaders Europe at httpdprastkonetThis file was produced from images generously made availableby the Bibliothèque nationale de France                            AN ACCOUNT                                OF                       TIMBUCTOO AND HOUSA                  TERRITORIES IN THE INTERIOR OF                              Africa                  By EL HAGE ABD SALAM SHABEENY                               WITH               _NOTES CRITICAL AND EXPLANATORY_                       TO WHICH IS ADDED                     LETTERS DESCRIPTIVE OF             TRAVELS THROUGH WEST AND SOUTH BARBARY               AND ACROSS THE MOUNTAINS OF ATLAS                               ALSO                 FRAGMENTS NOTES AND ANECDOTES            SPECIMENS OF THE ARABIC EPISTOLARY STYLE                              c c_LUnivers est une espèce de livre dont on na lu que la première        page quand on na vu que son pays_ LE COSMOPOLITE                     By JAMES GREY JACKSON     RESIDENT UPWARDS OF SIXTEEN YEARS IN SOUTH AND WEST BARBARY            IN A DIPLOMATIC AND IN A COMMERCIAL CAPACITY                             LONDON         PRINTED FOR LONGMAN HURST REES ORME AND BROWN                        PATERNOSTERROW                              1820Printed by A and R SpottiswoodePrinters Street London                                TO                     HIS MOST EXCELLENT MAJESTY                         GEORGE THE FOURTH                           _c c c_                             THIS WORK                                IS                         WITH PERMISSION                      RESPECTFULLY INSCRIBED                                BY                          HIS MAJESTYS                       MOST DUTIFUL SUBJECT                           AND SERVANT                        JAMES GREY JACKSONINTRODUCTIONThe person who communicated the following intelligence respectingTimbuctoo and Housa is a Muselman and a native of Tetuan whose fatherand mother are personally known to Mr,4
+Produced by Roger Frank and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetIllustration A few rapid and accurate strokes with the pick loosenedthe hard earth Page 96 FrontispieceTHE BOY SCOUT TREASURE HUNTERSorTHE LOST TREASURE OF BUFFALO HOLLOWbyCHARLES HENRY LERRIGOIllustrated ByCHARLES L WRENNPublished With The Approval OfTHE BOY SCOUTS OF AMERICAPublishersBARSE  HOPKINSNew York N YNewark N JCopyright 1917 by Barse  HopkinsThe Boy Scout Treasure HuntersPrinted in the United States of AmericaTO MY SONFRANK LERRIGOIN THE HOPE THAT IT MAYHELP HIM TO BE AGOOD SCOUTCONTENTSCHAPTER                                                      PAGE      I  Glen Mason Runs Away                                   9     II  A Friend and a Foe                                    22    III  Jolly Bill Is Considerably Upset                      34     IV  How Mother Cares                                      46      V  Treacherous Indians at Buffalo Lake                   56     VI  Getting Acquainted                                    68    VII  Glen Is Initiated                                     79   VIII  Matt Burtons Treasure Find                           91     IX  Glen Enlists                                         102      X  J Jervice and His Gang                              112     XI  Glen Follows a False Trail                           120    XII  The Bee Tree                                         133   XIII  The Chase on the MotorBike                          144    XIV  Safe at Camp Buffalo                                 154     XV  Strength and Loyalty                                 167    XVI  Detective Matty                                      177   XVII  The End of the Jervice Gang                          189  XVIII  Glen and Apple Find the Cave                         203    XIX  Buried in the Cave                                   214     XX  The Treasure of Buffalo Lake                         227    XXI  What Became of Them                                  240ILLUSTRATIONS,5
+Produced by Roger Frank and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetIllustration Terry heard distinctly the footsteps of the warriorTHEHUNTERS OF THE OZARKBYEDWARD S ELLISAuthor Of Young Pioneer Series Log Cabin SeriesGreat River Series Etc EtcPhiladelphiaHenry T Coates  CoCopyright 1887byPORTER  COATESCONTENTSCHAPTER PAGE         IAN ESTRAY                                             5        IITHE TINKLE OF A BELL                                 15       IIIAN ABORIGINAL PLOT                                   25        IVA PARTY OF THE THIRD PART                            34         VA FRIEND IN NEED                                     44        VIFRED LINDEN RECEIVES A MESSAGE FROM THE OZARK CAMP   54       VIITHE HUNTERS OF OZARK                                 64      VIIIA WELCOME ACQUAINTANCE                               74        IXA MISHAP                                             84         XA STRUGGLE FOR LIFE                                  94        XITRAMPING SOUTHWARD                                  104       XIIA STRANGE ANIMAL                                    114      XIIIA TROUBLESOME VISITOR                               124       XIVA WELCOME ALLY                                      134        XVDEERFOOT WILL BE SENTINEL TONIGHT                144       XVIAROUND THE CAMPFIRE                                154      XVIIA SUSPICIOUS SOUND                                  164     XVIIILIKE A THIEF IN THE NIGHT                           174       XIXSHAWANOE AND WINNEBAGO                              185        XXANOTHER NIGHT VISITOR                               195       XXITHE CAMP OF THE WINNEBAGOS                          205      XXIIKEEP TO THE TRAIL                                 215     XXIIIAN INFURIATE SHAWANOE                               225,17
+Produced by Mark C Orton Linda McKeown Jacqueline Jeremyand the Online Distributed Proofreading Team athttpwwwpgdpnetTHE CAMPFIRE GIRLS SERIES    A CAMPFIRE GIRLS FIRST COUNCIL FIRE    A CAMPFIRE GIRLS CHUM    A CAMPFIRE GIRL IN SUMMER CAMP    A CAMPFIRE GIRLS ADVENTURE    A CAMPFIRE GIRLS TEST OF FRIENDSHIP    A CAMPFIRE GIRLS HAPPINESSIllustration Keep still and you wont be hurt commanded the man    A Campfire Girls    Test of Friendship    By    JANE L STEWART    CAMPFIRE GIRLS SERIES    VOLUME V    THE    SAALFIELD PUBLISHING COMPANY    AKRON OHIO     NEW YORK    Made in USA    COPYRIGHT MCMXIV    BY    THE SAALFIELD PUBLISHING COThe Camp Fire Girls On the MarchCHAPTER IAN UNEXPECTED VISITOROh what a glorious day cried Bessie King the first of the membersof the Manasquan Camp Fire Girls of America to emerge from the sleepinghouse of Camp Sunset on Lake Dean and to see the sun sparkling on thewater of the lake She was not long alone in her enjoyment of the scenehoweverOh its lovely said Dolly Ransom as rubbing her eyes sleepilysince it was only a little after six she joined her friend on theporch This is really the first time weve had a chance to see what thelake looks like Its been covered with that dense smoke ever sinceweve been hereWell the smoke has nearly all gone Dolly The change in the wind notonly helped to put out the fire but its driving the smoke away fromusThe smoke isnt all gone though Bessie Look over there Its stillrising from the other end of the woods on the other side of the lakebut it isnt bothering us over here any moreWhat a pity it is that weve got to go away just as the weather givesus a chance to enjoy it here But then I guess well have a good timewhen we do go away anyhow We thought we werent going to enjoy ithere but it hasnt been so bad after all has itNo because it ended well Bessie But if those girls in the camp nextdoor had had their way we wouldnt have had a single pleasant thing toremember about staying here would weTheyve had their lesson I think Dolly Perhaps they wont be soready to look down on the Camp Fire Girls after thisand Im sure theywould be nice and friendly if we stayedI wouldnt want any of their friendliness All Id ask would be forthem to let us alone Thats all I ever did want them to do anyhow Ifthey had just minded their own affairs there wouldnt have been anytroubleWell I feel sort of sorry for them Dolly When they finally got intoreal trouble they had to come to us for help and if they are the sortof girls they seem to be they couldnt have liked doing that verywellYou bet they didnt Bessie It was just the hardest thing they couldhave done You see the reason they were so mean to us is that they areawfully proud and they think theyre better than any other peopleThen whats the use of still being angry at them I thought you werentlast nightnot at Gladys Cooper at leastWhy I thought then that she was in danger because of what Id doneand that made me feel bad But you and I helped to get her back to theircamp safely so I feel as if we were square I suppose I ought to bewilling to forgive them for the way they acted but I just cant seem todo it BessieWell as long as were going away from here today anyhow it doesntmake much difference Were not likely to see them again are weI dont know why notthose who live in the same town anyhow MarciaBates and Gladys Cooperthe two who were lost on the mountain lastnight you knowlive very close to me at homeYou were always good friends with Gladys until you met her up herewerent youOh yes good friends enough I dont think we either of us caredparticularly about the other Each of us had a lot of friends we likedbetter but we got along well enoughWell dont you think she just made a mistake and then was afraid toadmit it and try to make up for it I think lots of people are likethat They do something wrong and then just because it frightens thema little and they think it would be hard to set matters right theymake a bad thing much worseOh you cant make me feel charitable about them and theres no usetrying Bessie Lets try not to talk about them for it makes me angryevery time I think of the way they behaved They were just plain snobsthats allI thought Gladys Cooper was pretty mean after all the trouble we hadtaken last night to help her and her chum but I do think the rest weresorry and felt that theyd been all wrong They really said so if yourememberWell they ought to have been certainly What a lot of lazy girls theymust be Do look Bessie There isnt a sign of life over at their campI bet not one of them is up yetYoure a fine one to criticise anyone else for being lazy DollyRansom How long did it take me to wake you up this morning And howmany times have you nearly missed breakfast by going back to bed afteryoud pretended to get upOh well said Dolly defiantly its just because Im lazy myselfand know what a fault it is that Im the proper one to call other peopledown for it Its always the one who knows all about some sin who canpreach the best sermon against it you knowTurning preacher Dolly asked Eleanor Mercer Both the girls spunaround and rushed toward her,34
+Produced by Jeroen Hellingman and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet               EEN STRIJD OM DE SCHATTEN VAN ALVA                               OF                     DE WATERGEUZEN IN 1572                       NAAR HET ENGELSCH                              DOOR                          H BERTRAND                 Geïllustreerd door C KOPPENOL                           AMSTERDAM                         H J W BECHT         SNELPERSDRUK VAN H C A THIEME TE NIJMEGENINHOUD       I DE STORM OP DE SCHELDE      II DE INHOUD VAN DE BARGE     III DE ZES DRINKEBROERS VAN BRUSSEL      IV DE BEROEMDSTE NEDERLANDSCHE SCHILDER VAN ZIJN TIJD       V HET GEVAAR WORDT DREIGEND      VI IN HET GESCHILDERDE HUIS     VII ALVAS DOCHTER    VIII ONBEREIKBAAR      IX GEEN PROVIAND GEEN WATER MAAR OVERVLOED VAN KRUIT       X HET GEHEIM VAN HET STANDBEELD      XI MAJOOR GUIDO AMATI HEEFT EEN STUK IN DEN KRAAG     XII BRENG UW DOCHTER BUITEN ANTWERPEN    XIII GOEDE HEMEL WAT EEN AANBEVELING     XIV GODS VOORZIENIGHEID      XV HET GEVECHT OP SCHAATSEN     XVI DE BERSERKER EED    XVII GEËMANCIPEERDE VROUWEN IN 1573   XVIII IS HET EEN DROOM     XIX DE BRUIDSCHAT VAN DE DOCHTER      XX PAPA KOMT NUZAL IK HET DOEN     XXI DE HERTOG VAN ALVA    XXII OHO DE VOS IS EINDELIJK GEVANGEN   XXIII HET IS EEN STAATSZAAKHOOFDSTUK IDE STORM OP DE SCHELDEEerste officier waar is de bootsmanVóóruit commandant om het plechtanker klaar te maken antwoordtHarry Dalton de dienstdoende luitenant van de _Dover Lass_Goed roep den bootsman hier Hij heeft den besten neus aan boordschreeuwt Guy Stanhope Chester de commandantTot uw orders commandantHierna gaat de jonge zeeman want hij is hoogstens vijf en twintigjaar terwijl hij het schuim en het water van zijn oliejas schudtal tastend naar het kompashuis waarvan de lantaarn bedekt isvoornamelijk om haar voor den wind te beschermen maar ook om tevoorkomen dat het schip in de duisternis zal verraden waar hetzich bevindtTerwijl hij den koers van het schip opneemt kijkt hij naar de tweemannen die vastgebonden zijn aan het stuurtoestel om niet door degolven te worden meegesleept die over het schip hebben gespoeldsedert zij de krijtrotsen aan Engelands kust verlieten en roept huntoe Maakt je maar los jongens wij zijn nu in stiller water Eengedeelte van Vlaanderen is tusschen ons en den stormEen oogenblik later verschijnt de bootsman een geharde oude Engelschepikbroek een van de nieuwe soort van zeelieden van de groote vaartuit de school van Drake en Frobisher Hij is voor geen kleintjevervaard en zou geheel en al zeerob zijn indien hij niet eenborstkuras van geslagen ijzer droeg Hij salueert zijn commandantdie vraagtHoelang is het geleden sinds wij Vlissingen passeerden MartinCorkerOngeveer vier glazen mijnheerTwee uur Dat dacht ik al Kon je de plaats met het bloote oogonderscheiden bootsman vraagt Guy het bezaanswant grijpend vanhet schip dat geweldig slingert door den noordwester storm en hetwassend tijHet was te donker kapitein maar ik peilde met mijn lood zag hetland met mijn oogen en rook de slachterijen op de kust met mijn neusZoo ging het mij ook lachte de commandant Jij en ik Martinzijn dikwijls genoeg op de Schelde geweest om het kanaal te kunnenruiken in zoon donkeren nacht ofschoon die vervloekte Spanjaardeniedere boei op de rivier hebben vernieldDaarna neemt de jonge commandant den eersten officier terzijde envervolgt ernstig met saamgetrokken wenkbrauwen Er is geen kans opdat wij Alvas galjoenen op deze onstuimige zee in zulk een nachtzullen ontmoetenNeen bromt Dalton die Spaansche lummels zijn alleen op zee tevinden bij mooi weerEn buitendien voegt de commandant er aan toe zou de _Dover Lass_het flinkste en grootste Spaansche galjoen dat ooit de zee bevoerbij zulk een storm ook te schande maken en hij kijkt met den trotsen de liefde van een zeeman naar het nette kleine schip op welkshalfdek hij staat terwijl het danst op de golven van den Scheldemondhet water dat zijn boeg schoonveegt vlug door zijn spuigaten werpendmet ZuidBeveland te lij en Vlaanderen te loeverMaar de nacht is zoo donker en het schuim zoo verblindend datGuy Chesters scherpe oogen slechts de helft van zijn schip kunnenonderscheiden dat niet meer dan honderd vijf en dertig voet lengteen tweehonderd vijftig tonnen inhoud heeft opgetuigd op een wijzezooals in de tijden van koningin Elizabeth van Engeland in zwang wasmet drie masten de groote en de fokkemast vierkant getuigd en debezaansmast met een langen zeilboom waaraan een brikzeil zou kunnengespannen worden als het schip niet wegens den storm gereefd hadOnder dit tuig,5
+Produced by Ruth HartTHE INN OF DREAMSBYOLIVE CUSTANCELADY AFRED DOUGLASLONDON JOHN LANE THE BODLEY HEADNEW YORK JOHN LANE COMPANY MCMXIWILLIAM CLOWES AND SONS LIMITED LONDON AND BECCLESDEDICATIONJÉCRIS POUR QUE LE JOUR OÙ JE NE SERAI PLUSJécris pour que le jour où je ne serai plusOn sache comme lair et le plaisir mont pluEt que mon livre porte à la foule futureComme jaimais la vie et lheureuse natureAttentive aux travaux des champs et des maisonsJai marqué chaque jour la forme des saisonsParce que leau la terre et la montante flammeEn nul endroit ne sont si belles quen mon âmeJai dit ce que jai vu et ce que jai sentiDun coeur pour qui le vrai ne fut point trop hardiEt jai eu cette ardeur par lamour intiméePour être après la mort parfois encore aiméeEt quun jeune homme alors lisant ce que jécrisSentant par moi son coeur ému troublé surprisAyant tout oublié des épouses réellesMaccueille dans son âme et me préfère à elles          COMTESSE MATHIEU DE NOAILLESCONTENTSDedication Comtesse de Noailles     vThe Inn of Dreams     3The Kingdom of Heaven     5A Dream    6The Autumn Day    8Angels    10The Changeling    11A Song Against Care    14Quelque part une Enfance très douce et mourir    16CandleLight    18In the South    20Spring in the South    22I am Weary let me Sleep    24Grief    26Daffodil Dawn    28Beauty    29The Vision    31The Dance    33The Prisoner of God    36The Storm    38St Anthony    41Black Butterflies    43In Praise of Youth    45Opal Song    47Gifts    48Primrose Hill    50A Morning Song    52The Wings of Fortune    53ShadowNets    55Peacocks A Mood    56Hyacinthus    58Hylas    61Blue Flowers    63Madrigal    64Endymion    65Dance Song    66A Memory    67The Photograph    69St Sebastian    71The Magic Mirrors    73The Inn of Dreams          Sweet Laughter Sweet DelightMy heart is like a lighted Inn that waitsYour swift approach    and at the open gatesWhite Beauty stands and listens like a flowerShe has been dreaming of you in the nightO fairy Princes and her eyes are brightSpur your fleet horses this is Beautys hourEven as when a golden flame upcurledQuivers and flickers out in a dark placeSo is it with the flame of Beautys faceThat torch that rose that wonder of the worldAnd Love shall weep to seewhen he rides byYears hence the time shall seem as a birds flightA lonely Inn beneath a winter skyCome now sweet friends before the summer die          Sweet Laughter Sweet DelightThe Kingdom of HeavenO World that holds me by the wings     How shall my soul escape your snaresSo dear are your delightful things     So difficult your toils and caresThat every way my soul is held     By bonds of love and bonds of hateWith all its heavenly ardours quelled     And all its angels desolate   Yet in the heart of every childGod and the world are reconciled   A DreamI dreamed we walked together you and IAlong a white and lonely road that wentI know not where    and we were well contentOur laughter was untroubled as the skyAnd all our talk was delicate and shyThough in that cage of words wild thoughts were pentLike prisoned birds that some sweet accidentMight yet release to sing again and flyWe passed between long lines of poplar trees   Where summer comrades gay and debonairThe south wind and the sunlight danced    you smiledWith great glad eyes as bright as summer seasTo feel their twinkling fingers in your hair  And then you kissed me quickly like a childThe Autumn DayHow delicately steps the autumn dayIn azure cloak and gown of ashen greyOver the level country that I loveWith glittering veils of light about her headAnd skirts of wide horizons round her spreadWhite as the white wingfeathers of a doveHer feet a flash of silver on the seaChase silver sails that fly untiringlyTowards the enchanted Islands of the WestBeautiful Islands gardens of delightThat flower at dawn with roses red and white   And flame at sunset gold and amethyst   How delicately steps the autumn dayIn azure cloak and gown of ashen greyOver the level country that I love   And how my heart that all sweet things beguileGoes laughing with her for a little while   And then turns homeward like a weary doveAngelsWhen life is difficult I dreamOf how the angels dance in heavenOf how the angels dance and singIn gardens of eternal springBecause their sins have been forgiven   And never more for them shall beThe terrors of mortalityWhen life is difficult I dreamOf how the angels dance in heaven   The ChangelingMy father was a golden king     My mother was a shining queenI heard the magic bluebird sing        They wrapped me in a mantle greenThey led their winged white horses out     We rode and rode till dawn was greyWe rode with many a song and shout     Over the hills and far awayThey stole the crying human child     And left me laughing by the fireAnd that is why,3
+Produced by Pedro Saborano produced from scanned imagesof public domain material from Google Book SearchA HARPA DO CRENTETENTATIVAS POETICASPELOAUCTOR DA VOZ DO PROPHETA                         LISBOA1838NA TYP DA SOCIEDADE PROPAGADORA DOS CONHECIMENTOS UTEIS_Rua direita do Arsenalnº 55_A HARPA DO CRENTETENTATIVAS POETICASPELOAUCTORDAVOZ DO PROPHETAPRIMEIRA SERIELISBOA1838NA TYP DA SOCIEDADE PROPAGADORA DOS CONHECIMENTOS UTEIS_Rua direita do Arsenalnº 55_A Semana SanctaA S Exª O MARQUEZ DE RESENDE_Em testemunho de amisade e veneração_                        Offerece o AuctorA Semana Sancta                  Der Gedanke Gott weckt einen                  furchterlichem Nachbar auf                  sein Name heisst Richter                              _Schiller_                  I      Tibio o sol entre as nuvens do occidente      Já lá se inclina ao mar Grave e solemne      Vai a hora da tardeO oeste passa      Mudo nos troncos da lameda antiga      Que já borbulha á voz da primavera      O oeste passa mudo e cruza a porta      Ponteaguda do templo edificado      Por mãos rudes de avós em monumento      De uma herança de fé que nos legaram      A nós seus netos homens de alto esforço      Que nos rimos da herança e que insultamos      A cruz e o templo e a crença de outras eras      Nós homens fortes servos de tyrannos      Que sabemos tão bem rojar seus ferros      Sem nos queixar menospresando a Patria      E a liberdade e o combater por ella      Eu nãoeu rujo escravo eu creio e espero      No Deus das almas generosas puras      E os despotas maldigoEntendimento      _Bronco_ lançado em seculo fundido      Na servidão de goso ataviada      Creio que Deus é Deus e os homens livres                  II      Oh simrude amador de antigos sonhos      Irei pedir aos tumulos dos velhos      Religioso enthusiasmo e canto novo      Heide tecer que os homens do futuro      Entenderãoum canto escarnecido      Pelos filhos dest épocha mesquinha      Em que vim peregrino a vêr o mundo      E chegar a meu termo e repousarme      Depois á sombra de um cypreste amigo                  III      Passa o vento os do portico da Igreja      Esculpidos umbraes correndo as naves      Sussurrou sussurrou entre as columnas      De gothico lavor no orgam do coro      Veio em fim murmurar e esvaecerse      Mas porque sôa o ventoEstá deserto      Silencioso ainda o sacro templo      Nenhuma voz humana ainda recorda      Os hymnos do Senhor A natureza      Foi a primeira em celebrar seu nome      Neste dia de lucto e de saudade      Trévas da quarta feira eu vos saudo      Negras paredes velhas testemunhas      De todas essas orações de mágoa      Ou esperança ou gratidão ou sustos      Depositados ante vós nos dias      De uma crença fervente hoje enlutadas      De mais escuro dó eu vos saudo      A loucura da cruz não morreu toda      Apoz dezoito seculosQuem chore      Do sofrimento o Heróe existe ainda      Eu chorareique as lagrymas são do homem      Pelo Amigo do povo assassinado      Por tyrannos e hypocritas e turbas      Envilecidas barbaras e servas                  IV      Tu Anjo do Senhor que accendes o estro      Que no espaço entre o abysmo e os ceus vagueas      Donde mergulhas no oceano a vista      Tu que do trovador na mente arrojas      Quanto ha nos ceus esperançoso e bello      Quanto ha no inferno tenebroso e triste      Quanto,3
+Produced by Chris Curnow Leonard Johnson and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet                            FROM EDINBURGH                         TO INDIA AND BURMAHIllustration Ayah and Child                            FROM EDINBURGH TO                             INDIA  BURMAH                                   BY                           W G BURN MURDOCH                                Author of         From Edinburgh to the Antarctic A Procession of the                        Kings of Scotland etc           _WITH TWENTYFOUR FULLPAGE ILLUSTRATIONS IN COLOUR                     FROM PAINTINGS BY THE AUTHOR_                                 LONDON                      GEORGE ROUTLEDGE  SONS LTD                       NEW YORK E P DUTTON  CO                                  _TO_                                 ST C                                   C                                Contents                                 CHAP I                      Introducing these Digressions                          Point of Departure                        Edinburgh Street Scenes                    Flying Impressions from the Train                                   to                                 LONDON           Street Scenes there  The Park and Regent Street                       The People in the Streets               Our Royalties gone and Loyalty  going             Piccadilly Circus by Night and Mount Street       pp 18                                CHAP II        London to Tilbury and the Platform at Victoria Station                    The Embarkation on a P  O                              A Bugle Call                      The luxury of being at sea,4
+Produced by Joe Longo and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetTHE HOWTODOIT BOOKSELECTRICITY FOR BOYSIllustration Fig 1 WORK BENCHTHE HOWTODOIT BOOKSELECTRICITY FOR BOYSA working guide in the successivesteps of electricity described insimple termsWITH MANY ORIGINAL ILLUSTRATIONSBy J S ZERBE MEAUTHOR OFCARPENTRY FOR BOYSPRACTICAL MECHANICS FOR BOYSIllustration Printers MarkTHE NEW YORK BOOK COMPANYNEW YORKCOPYRIGHT 1914 BYTHE NEW YORK BOOK COMPANYCONTENTSINTRODUCTORY                                                      Page 1I ELECTRICITY CONSIDERED BRIEF HISTORICALEVENTS                                                            Page 5 The Study of Electricity First Historical Accounts Bottling Electricity Discovery of Galvanic Electricity Electromotive Force Measuring Instruments Rapidity of Modern Progress How to Acquire the Vast Knowledge The Means EmployedII WHAT TOOLS AND APPARATUS ARE NEEDED                          Page 11 Preparing the Workshop Uses of Our Workshop What to Build What to Learn Uses of the Electrical Devices Tools Magnetwinding ReelIII MAGNETS COILS ARMATURES ETC                             Page 18 The Two Kinds of Magnets Permanent Magnets ElectroMagnets Magnetism Materials for Magnets Nonmagnetic Material Action of a _Second_ Magnet What North and South Pole Mean Repulsion and Attraction Positives and Negatives Magnetic Lines of Force The Earth as a Magnet Why the Compass Points North and South Peculiarity of a Magnet Action of the ElectroMagnet Exterior Magnetic Influence Around a Wires Carrying a Current Parallel WiresIV FRICTIONAL VOLTAIC OR GALVANIC AND ELECTROMAGNETICELECTRICITY                                                      Page 29 Three Electrical Sources Frictional Electricity Leyden Jar Voltaic or Galvanic Electricity Voltaic Pile How Made Plus and Minus Signs The Common Primary Cell Battery Resistance Electrolyte and Current Electromagnetic Electricity Magnetic Radiation Different Kinds of Dynamos Direct Current Dynamos Simple Magnet Construction How to Wind The Dynamo Fields The Armature Armature Windings Mounting the Armature The Commutator Commutator Brushes Dynamo Windings The Field Serieswound Field Shuntwound CompoundwoundV HOW TO DETECT AND MEASURE ELECTRICITY                         Page 49 Measuring Instruments The Detector Direction of Current Simple Current Detector How to Place the Detector Different Ways to Measure a Current The Sulphuric Acid Voltameter The Copper Voltameter The Galvanoscope Electromagnetic Method The Calorimeter The Light Method The Preferred Method How to Make a Sulphuric Acid Voltameter How to Make a Copper Voltameter Objections to the CalorimeterVI VOLTS AMPERES OHMS AND WATTS                               Page 60Understanding Terms Intensity and Quantity VoltageAmperage Meaning of Watts and Kilowatt AStandard of Measurement The Ampere Standard TheVoltage Standard The Ohm Calculating the VoltageVII PUSH BUTTONS SWITCHES ANNUNCIATORS BELLS ANDLIKE APPARATUS                                                   Page 65 Simple Switches A TwoPole Switch DoublePole Switch Sliding Switch Reversing Switch Push Buttons Electric Bells How Made How Operated Annunciators Burglar Alarm Wire Circuiting Circuiting System with Two Bells and Push Buttons The Push Buttons Annunciators and Bells Wiring Up a HouseVIII ACCUMULATORS STORAGE OR SECONDARY BATTERIES               Page 82 Storing Up Electricity The Accumulator Accumulator Plates The Grid The Negative Pole Connecting Up the Plates Charging the Cells The Initial Charge The Charging CurrentIX THE TELEGRAPH                                                Page 90 Mechanism in Telegraph Circuit The Sending Key The Sounder Connecting Up the Key and Sounder Two Stations in Circuit The Double Click Illustrating the Dot and the Dash The Morse Telegraph Code Example in UseX HIGHTENSION APPARATUS CONDENSERS ETC                      Page 98 Induction Low and High Tension Elastic Property of Electricity The Condenser Connecting up a Condenser The Interrupter Uses of Hightension CoilsXI WIRELESS TELEGRAPHY                                         Page 104 Telegraphing Without Wires Surging Character of Hightension Currents The Coherer How Made The Decoherer The Sending Apparatus The Receiving Apparatus How the Circuits are FormedXII THE TELEPHONE,52
+Produced by Juliet Sutherland Janet Blenkinship and theOnline Distributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetIllustrationFROM A TERRACEIN PRAGUEBYLIEUTCOL B GRANVILLE BAKERDSO FRGSWITH 36 ILLUSTRATIONS AND ONE MAPNEW YORKBRENTANOSPUBLISHERS_All rights reserved__Printed in Great Britain by_UNWIN BROTHERS LIMITED THE GRESHAM PRESS LONDON AND WOKINGTHIS BOOKIS DEDICATED TOA WISE AND GENTLE LADY WHOLOOKS OUT UPON LIFEFROM A TERRACEPREFACEThere are many excuses for the writing of books and sometimes there mayeven be sufficient reason I offer no excuses but will give whatreasons I have for committing to paper these my reflections ormeditations inspired by the sight of a fine old capital city as seenfrom a Terrace in PragueThe first reason I wish to give may be altruistic namely that findingso many of my race quite ignorant of Prague and all that city stands forright down the ages I feel compelled to add my mite to what has alreadybeen written about the subjectMy second reason a strong one with me arises out of my inability toenjoy things of beauty and interest without letting my friends knowabout them This may be a weak and selfish reason but there it isThe third reason rests on my intense desire that you should come outhere to Prague even to the terrace of my choice and look at the scenethrough my eyes while I would endeavour to see it through yours This Iadmit is undiluted selfishness on my partWhile awaiting you I am preparing by means of this work to introduceyou to a goodly throng of those who know or knew this city and loved itwell Perhaps they may admit me to their round table as the last toarrive and the least In any case I owe them a debt of gratitude fortheir help in becoming acquainted with Prague and the deeper meaning ofthis glorious city There are many such kindly helpers there was CosmasPragensis the chronicler Palacky the historian there was Count Lützowwhose works on Prague as on his native country are inspired by intenselove of them and illumined by transparent honesty There are othersstill among us and doing useful work A walk with Dr Jevrabek in thegardens of Waldsteins palace a talk with Professor vSkola and manyother good friends of mine in Prague have made a pleasure of this workI have undertaken Out of sheer joy in the things I have seen and heardand the kindly spirit that informed those who helped me have I writtenand illustrated this book _From a Terrace in Prague_Transcribers note                                                                               In this text the caron has been represented with                                                  vx vX etc                                   CONTENTS                                                                    PAGEPREFACE                                                                7CHAPTER IINTRODUCES PRAGUE                                                     14CHAPTER IIABOUT GUIDES AND GUIDE BOOKS AND THE WEATHER OF PRAGUE                32CHAPTER IIIVYvSEHRAD LIBUvSA AND PvREMYSL AND OTHER EARLY NOTABLES OFPRAGUE AMONG THEM ST WENCESLAUS                                     50CHAPTER IVMORE ABOUT ST WENCESLAUS AND HIS IMMEDIATE SUCCESSORS                70CHAPTER VGOOD AND BAD RULERS OF BOHEMIA UP TO A CONTEMPORARY OF FREDERICKBARBAROSSA STRAHOV MONASTERY                                         88CHAPTER VIFIVE KINGS OF THE HOUSE OF PvREMYSL INTRODUCES THE FIRST HABSBURGTO VISIT BOHEMIA                                                     106CHAPTER VIIBLIND KING JOHN OF BOHEMIA,3
+Produced by Thierry Alberto Stephen Blundell and theOnline Distributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet HELEN REDEEMED AND OTHER POEMS BY MAURICE HEWLETT Dôron Erôs Aidê MACMILLAN AND CO LIMITED ST MARTINS STREET LONDON 1913Transcribers NoteMinor typographical errors have been corrected without note Archaicspellings have been retained Greek words have been transliterated andare shown between braces The oe ligature has been transcribed asoeDEDICATION    Love owes tribute unto Death    Being but a flower of breath    Evn as thy fair body is    Moments figure of the bliss    Dwelling in the mind of God    When He called thee from the sod    Like a crocus up to start    Grayeyed with a golden heart    Out of earth and point our sight    To thy eternal home of light    Here on earth is all we know    To let our love as steadfast blow    Openhearted to the sun    Folded down when our days done    As thy flower that bids it be    Flower of thy charity    Tis not ours to boast or pray    Breath from us shall outlive clay    Tis not thine thou Pitiful    Set me task beyond my rule    Yet as young men carve on trees    Lovely names and find in these    Solace in the after time    So to have hid thee in my rhyme    Shall be comfort when I take    The lonely road Then for my sake    Keep thou this my graven sigh    And that I may not all die    Open it and hear it tell    Here was one who loved thee well_October 6 1912_CONTENTS                                         PAGE HELEN REDEEMED                             1 HYPSIPYLE                                123 OREITHYIA                                149 CLYTIÉ                                   155 LAI OF GOBERTZ                           159 THE SAINTS MAYING                       169 THE ARGIVE WOMEN                         173 GNATHO                                   187 TO THE GODS OF THE COUNTRY               193 FOURTEEN SONNETS     ALMA SDEGNOSA                        197     THE WINDS POSSESSION                198     ASPETTO REALE                        199     KIN CONFESSED                        200     QUEL GIORNO PIÙ                      201     ABSENCE                              202     PRESENCE                             203     DREAM ANGUISH                        204     HYMNIABEATRIX                       206     LUX E TENEBRIS                       207     DUTY                                 208     WAGES,3
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Verás como no seu tempo vierammiraculosamente para a Cidade de Coimbra as Reliquias dos cincoReligiosos de São Francisco que pela Fé deram o sangue em Marrocos everás como o mesmo Rei pessoalmente os foi receber Lê e não te mostresingrato ao meu cuidado que não cessa de procurar modos de satisfazer átua curiosidade como brevemente o verás_Vale_LICENÇAS DO SANTO OFFICIO     _Approvação do Reverendissimo Padre Mestre D Antonio Caetano de     Souza Clerigo Regular da Divina Providencia Qualificador do Santo     Officio e Academico do Numero da Academia Real da Historia     Portugueza_EMINENTISSIMO SENHOREsta Chronica delRei D Affonso II que V Eminencia me manda ver queanda em nome de Ruy de Pina Chronista mór em tempo de El Rei D Manoele agora manda imprimir Miguel Lopes Ferreira depois de passados dousseculos não contem cousa alguma contra a nossa Santa Fé ou bonscostumes Não só esta Chronica mas todas as que temos antigas desdeElRei D Affonso I e o Conde D Henrique seu pai até ElRei D 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+Produced by David WidgerTOWN VERSUS COUNTRYBy Mary Russell MitfordIm desperately afeard Sue that that brother of thine will turn outa jackanapes was the apostrophe of the good yeoman Michael Howe tohis pretty daughter Susan as they were walking one fine afternoon inharvest through some narrow and richly wooded lanes which woundbetween the crofts of his farm of Rutherford West situate in thatoutoftheway part of Berkshire which is emphatically called the LowCountry for no better reason that I can discover than that it is thevery hilliest part of the royal county Im sadly afeard Sue thathell turn out a jackanapesand the stout farmer brandished the tallpaddle which served him at once as a walking stick and a weedinghookand began vigorously eradicating the huge thistles which grew by theroadside as a mere vent for his vexation Youll see that hell comeback an arrant puppy quoth Michael HoweOh father dont say so rejoined Susan why should you think sohardly of poor Williamour own dear William whom we have not seenthese three years What earthly harm has he doneHarm girl Look at his letters You know youre ashamed yourself totake em of the postman Pink paper forsooth and blue ink and a sealwith bits of makebelieve gold speckled about in it like a ladybirdswingsI hate all makebelieves all shams theyre worse thanpoisonand stinking of some outlandish scent so that Im forced tosmoke a couple of pipes extra to get rid of the smell and latterly asif this folly was not enough he has crammed these precious scrawls intoa sort of paperbag pasted together just as if o purpose to make uspay double postage Jackanapes did I call him Hes a worse mollycotthan a womanDear father all young men will be foolish one way or another and youknow my uncle says that William is wonderfully steady for so young aman and his master is so well pleased with him that he is now foremanin his great concern You must pardon a little nonsense in a countryyouth thrown suddenly into a fine shop in the gayest part of Londonand with his godfathers legacy coming unexpectedly upon him and makinghim too rich for a journeyman tradesman But hes coming to see us nowHe would have come six months ago as soon as he got this money if hismaster could have spared him and hell be wiser before he goes back toLondonNot he Hang Lunnon Why did he go to Lunnon at all Why could not hestop at Rutherford like his father and his fathers father and see tothe farm What business had he in a great shopa manmercers theycall it What call had he to Lunnon I say Tell me that Miss SusanWhy dear father you know very well that when Master George Arnot wasso unluckily obstinate about the affair of the watercourse and wouldgo to law with you and swore that instead of marrying William poorMary should be married to the rich maltster old Jacob Giles Williamwho had loved Mary ever since they were children together could notbear to stay in the country and went off to my uncle forbidding meever to mention her name in a letter and Well well rejoined thefather somewhat softened but he need not have turned puppy andcoxcomb because he was crossed in love Pshaw added the good farmergiving a mighty tug with his paddle at a tough mullein which happened tostand in his way I was crossed in love myself in my young daysbut I did not run off and turn tailor I made up plump to anotherwenchyour poor mother Susan thats dead and goneand carried heroff like a man married her in a month girl and thats what Willshould have done Im afeard we shall find him a sad jackanapes JemHathaway the gauger told me last marketday that he saw him one Sundayin the whatdyecalltthe Park there covered with rings and goldchains and fine velvetsall green and gold like our great peacockWell we shall soon see He comes tonight you say Tis not above sixoclock by the sun and the Wantage coach dont come in till seven Evenif they lend him a horse and cart at the Nags Head he cant be herethese two hours So I shall just see the ten acre field cleared and behome time enough to shake him by the hand if he comes like a man orto kick him out of doors if he looks like a dandy And off strode thestout yeoman in his clouted shoes his leather gaiters and smockfrockand a beard it was Friday of six days growth looking altogetherprodigiously like a man who would keep his wordSusan on her part continued to thread the narrow winding lanes thatled towards Wantage walking leisurely along and forming as she wenthalf unconsciously a nosegay of the wild flowers of the season thedelicate harebell the lingering woodvetch the blue scabious theheaths which clustered on the bank the tall graceful lilac campanulathe snowy bells of the bindweed the latest briarrose and thatspecies of clematis which perhaps because it generally indicatesthe neighbourhood of houses has won for itself the pretty name of thetravellers joy whilst that loveliest of wild flowers whose name isnow sentimentalised out of prettiness the intensely blue forgetmenotwas there in rich profusionSusan herself was not unlike her posy sweet and delicate and full ofa certain pastoral grace Her light and airy figure suited well with afair mild countenance breaking into blushes and smiles when she spokeand set off by bright ringlets of golden hair parted on her whiteforehead and hanging in long curls on her finelyrounded cheeks Alwaysneat but never fine gentle cheerful and modest it would be difficultto find a prettier specimen of an English farmers daughter than SusanHowe But just now the little damsel wore a look of care not usual toher fair and tranquil features she seemed as she was full of troublePoor William so ran her thoughts my father would not even listento his last letter because it poisoned him with musk I wonder thatWilliam can like that disagreeable,0
+Produced by David WidgerTHE LOST DAHLIABy Mary Russell MitfordIf to have had losses be as affirmed by Dogberry in one ofShakspeares most charming plays and corroborated by Sir Walter Scottin one of his most charming romancesthose two names do well injuxtaposition the great Englishman the great ScotsmanIf to havehad losses be a main proof of credit and respectability then am Ione of the most responsible persons in the whole county of Berks To saynothing of the graver matters which figure in a bankers book and makein these days of pounds shillings and pence so large a part ofthe domestic tragedy of lifeputting wholly aside all the grandertransitions of property in house and land of money on mortgage andmoney in the fundsand yet I might put in my claim to no triflingamount of ill luck in that way also if I had a mind to try my hand ata dismal storycounting for nought all weightier grievances there isnot a lady within twenty miles who can produce so large a list of smalllosses as my unfortunate selfFrom the day when a tiny damsel of some four years old I first had apockethandkerchief to lose down to this very nightI will not say howmany years afterwhen as I have just discovered I have most certainlylost from my pocket the new cambric kerchief which I deposited therein alittle before dinner scarcely a week has passed without some part ofmy goods and chattels being returned missing Gloves muffs parasolsreticules have each of them a provoking knack of falling from myhands boas glide from my neck rings slip from my fingers the bow hasvanished from my cap the veil from my bonnet the sandal from my footthe brooch from my collar and the collar from my brooch The trinketwhich I liked best a jewelled pin the first gift of a dear friendluckily the friendship is not necessarily appended to the tokendropped from my shawl in the midst of the high road and of shawlsthemselves there is no end to the loss The two prettiest that everI had in my life one a splendid specimen of Glasgow manufactureascarlet hardly to be distinguished from Cashmerethe other a lighterand cheaper fabric white in the centre with a delicate sprig anda border harmoniously compounded of the deepest blue the brightestorange and the richest brown disappeared in two successive summersand winters in the very bloom of their novelty from the folds ofthe phaeton in which they had been deposited for safetyfairly blownoverboard If I left things about they were lost If I put them awaythey were lost They were lost in the drawersthey were lost out And iffor a miracle I had them safe under lock and key why then I lost mykeys I was certainly the most unlucky person under the sun If therewas nothing else to lose I was fain to lose myselfI mean my waybewildered in these Aberleigh lanes of ours or in the woodland recessesof the Penge as if haunted by that fairy Robin Goodfellow who ledHermia and Helena such a dance in the Midsummer Nights Dream Alasthat there should be no Fairies nowadays or rather no truebelievers in Fairies to help us to bear the burthen of our own mortalcarelessnessIt was not quite all carelessness though Some ill luck did mingle witha great deal of mismanagement as the one poor happorth of breadwith the huge gallon of sack in the bill of which Poins pickedFalstaffs pocket when he was asleep behind the arras Things belongingto me or things that I cared for did contrive to get lost without myhaving any hand in the matter For instance if out of the variety oftalking birds starlings jackdaws and magpies which my fatherdelights to entertain any one particularly diverting or accomplishedmore than usually coaxing and mischievous happened to attract myattention and to pay me the compliment of following at my heelsor perching upon my shoulder the gentleman was sure to hop off Myfavourite mare Pearl the pretty docile creature which draws my littlephaeton has such a talent for leaping that she is no sooner turned outin either of our meadows than she disappears And Dash himself paragonof spaniels pet of pets beauty of beauties has only one shade ofimperfectionwould be thoroughly faultless if it were not for a slighttendency to run away He is regularly lost four or five times everywinter and has been oftener cried through the streets of Belford andadvertised in the county newspapers than comports with a dog of hisdignity Now these mischances clearly belong to that class of accidentscommonly called casualties and are quite unconnected with any infirmityof temperament on my part I cannot help Pearls proficiency in jumpingnor Dashs propensity to wander through the country neither had I anyhand in the loss which has given its title to this paper and whichafter so much previous dallying I am at length about to narrateThe autumn before last that is to say above a year ago the boast andglory of my little garden was a dahlia called the Phoebus How it camethere nobody very distinctly knew nor where it came from nor how wecame by it nor how it came by its own most appropriate name Neitherthe lad who tends our flowers nor my father the person chieflyconcerned in procuring them nor I myself who more even than my fatheror John take delight and pride in their beauty could recollect who gaveus this most splendid plant or who first instructed us as to the styleand title by which it was known Certes never was blossom fitliernamed Regular as the suns face in an almanack it had a tint ofgolden scarlet of ruddy yellow which realised Shakspeares gorgeousexpression of flamecoloured The sky at sunset sometimes puts onsuch a hue or a fire at Christmas when it burns red as well as brightThe blossom was dazzling to look upon It seemed as if there were lightin the leaves like that colouredlamp of a flower the Oriental PoppyPhoebus was not too glorious a name for that dahlia The GoldenhairedApollo,0
+Produced by David WidgerAUNT DEBORAHBy Mary Russell MitfordA crosser old woman than Mrs Deborah Thornby was certainly not to befound in the whole village of Hilton Worth in country phrase a powerof money and living to borrow another rustic expression upon hermeans the exercise of her extraordinary faculty for grumbling andscolding seemed the sole occupation of her existence her only pursuitsolace and amusement and really it would have been a great pity tohave deprived the poor woman of a pastime so consolatory to herself andwhich did harm to nobody her family consisting only of an old labourerto guard the house take care of her horse her cow and her chaise andcart and work in the garden who was happily for his comfort stonedeaf and could not hear her vituperation and of a parish girl oftwelve to do the indoor work who had been so used to be scolded allher life that she minded the noise no more than a miller minds theclack of his mill or than people who live in a churchyard mind thesound of the church bells and would probably from long habit havefelt some miss of the sound had it ceased of which by the way therewas small danger so long as Mrs Deborah continued in this life Hercrossness was so far innocent that it hurt nobody except herself Butshe was also crossgrained and that evil quality is unluckily apt toinjure other people and did so very materially in the present instanceMrs Deborah was the only daughter of old Simon Thornby of Chalcottgreat farm she had had one brother who having married the rosycheekeddaughter of the parish clerk a girl with no portion except her modestyher goodnature and her prettiness had been discarded by his fatherand after trying various ways to gain a living and failing in all hadfinally died brokenhearted leaving the unfortunate clerks daughterrosycheeked no longer and one little boy to the tender mercy of hisfamily Old Simon showed none He drove his sons widow from the door ashe had before driven off his son and when he also died an eventwhich occurred within a year or two bequeathed all his property to hisdaughter DeborahThis bequest was exceedingly agreeable to Mrs Deborah for she wasalready of an age to assume that title who valued money not certainlyfor the comforts and luxuries which it may be the means of procuringnor even for its own sake as the phrase goes but for that which toa woman of her temper was perhaps the highest that she was capable ofenjoying the power which wealth confers over all who are connected withor dependent on its possessorThe principal subjects of her despotic dominion were the young widow andher boy whom she placed in a cottage near her own house and with whosecomfort and happiness she dallied pretty much as a cat plays with themouse which she has got into her clutches and lets go only to catchagain or an angler with the trout which he has fairly hooked andmerely suffers to struggle in the stream until it is sufficientlyexhausted to bring to land She did not mean to be cruel but she couldnot help it so her poor mice were mocked with the semblance of libertyalthough surrounded by restraints and the awful paw seemingly sheathedin velvet whilst they were in reality never out of reach of the horrorsof the patIt sometimes however happens that the little mouse makes her escapefrom madam pussy at the very moment when she seems to have the unluckytrembler actually within her claws and so it occurred in the presentinstanceThe dwelling to which Mrs Deborah retired after the death of herfather was exceedingly romantic and beautiful in point of situation Itwas a small but picturesque farmhouse on the very banks of the Loddona small branch of which diverging from the parent stream and crossedby a pretty footbridge swept round the homestead the orchardand garden and went winding along the water meadows in a thousandglittering meanders until it was lost in the rich woodlands whichformed the background of the picture In the month of May when theorchard was full of its rosy and pearly blossoms a forest of lovelybloom the meadows yellow with cowslips and the clear brimming riverbordered by the golden tufts of the water ranunculus and garlanded bythe snowy flowers of the hawthorn and the wild cherry the thin wreathof smoke curling from the tall oldfashioned chimneys of the prettyirregular building with its porch and its baywindows and gableendsfull of light and shadowin that month of beauty it would be difficultto imagine a more beautiful or a more English landscapeOn the other side of the narrow winding road parted from Mrs Deborahsdemesne by a long low bridge of many arches stood a little rustic milland its small lowbrowed cottage with its own varied background ofgarden and fruit trees and thickly wooded meadows extending in longperspective a smiling verdant valley of many milesNow Chalcott mill reckoned by everybody else the prettiest point in herprospect was to Mrs Deborah not merely an eyesore but a heartsorenot on its own account cantankerous as she was she had no quarrel withthe innocent buildings but for the sake of its inhabitantsHonest John Stokes the miller was her cousingerman People did saythat some forty years before there had been question of a marriagebetween the parlies and really they both denied the thing with so muchvehemence and fury that one should almost be tempted to believe therewas some truth in the report Certain it is that if they had been thatwretched thing a mismatched couple and had gone on snarling togetherall their lives they could not have hated each other more zealouslyOne shall not often meet with anything so perfect in its way as thataversion It was none of your silent hatreds that never come to wordsnor of your civil hatreds that veil themselves under smooth phrasesand smiling looks Their illwill was frank open and aboveboard Theycould not afford to come to an absolute breach because it would havedeprived them of the pleasure,0
+Produced by David WidgerTHE BEAUTY OF THE VILLAGEBy Mary Russell MitfordThree years ago Hannah Colson was beyond all manner of disputethe prettiest girl in Aberleigh It was a rare union of face formcomplexion and expression Of that just height which althoughcertainly tall would yet hardly be called so her figure united toits youthful roundness and still more youthful lightness an airyflexibility a bounding grace and when in repose a gentle dignitywhich alternately reminded one of a fawn bounding through the forest ora swan at rest upon the lake A sculptor would have modelled her for theyoungest of the Graces whilst a painter caught by the bright colouringof that fair blooming face the white forehead so vividly contrastedby the masses of dark curls the jetblack eyebrows and long richeyelashes which shaded her finelycut grey eye and the pearly teethdisclosed by the scarlet lips whose every movement was an unconscioussmile would doubtless have selected her for the very goddess of youthBeyond all question Hannah Colson at eighteen was the beauty ofAberleigh and unfortunately no inhabitant of that populous villagewas more thoroughly aware that she was so than the fair damsel herselfHer late father good Master Colson had been all his life a respectableand flourishing master bricklayer in the place Many a man with lesspretensions to the title would call himself a builder nowadays orbyr lady an architect and put forth a flaming card vaunting hisaccomplishments in the masons craft his skill in plans and elevationsand his unparalleled dispatch and cheapness in carrying his designs intoexecution But John Colson was no newfangled personage A plain honesttradesman was our bricklayer and thoroughly of the old school onewho did his duty to his employers with punctual industry who was neverabove his calling a good son a good brother a good husband and anexcellent father who trained up a large family in the way they shouldgo and never entered a publichouse in his lifeThe loss of this invaluable parent about three years before had beenthe only grief that Hannah Colson had known But as her father althoughloving her with the mixture of pride and fondness which her remarkablebeauty her delightful gaiety and the accident of her being by manyyears the youngest of his children rendered natural if not excusablehad yet been the only one about her who had discernment to perceiveand authority to check her little ebullitions of vanity and selfwillshe felt as soon as the first natural tears were wiped away that arestraint had been removed and scarcely knowing why was too soonconsoled for the greatest misfortune that could possibly have befallenone so dangerously gifted Her mother was a kind good gentle womanwho having by necessity worked hard in the early part of her life stillcontinued the practice partly from inclination partly from a senseof duty and partly from mere habit and amongst her many excellentqualities had the Ailie Dinmont propensity of giving all her childrentheir own way especially this the blooming cadette of the familyand her eldest brother a bachelorwho succeeding to his fathersbusiness took his place as master of the house retaining his survivingparent as its mistress and his pretty sister as something between aplaything and a pet both in their several ways seemed vying with eachother as to which should most thoroughly humour and indulge the lovelycreature whom nature had already done her best or her worst to spoil totheir hands      Eh poor things what else have I to give them This     reply of Ailie Dinmont and indeed her whole sweet     character short though it be has always seemed to me the     finest female sketch in the Waverly Novelsfiner even     because so much tenderer than the bold and honest Jeanie     DeansHer other brothers and sisters married and dispersed over the countryhad of course no authority even if they had wished to assume anythinglike power over the graceful and charming young woman whom every onebelonging to her felt to be an object of pride and delight sothat their presents and caresses and smiling invitations aided instrengthening Hannahs impression poor girl though she were that herlittle world the small horizon of her own secluded hamlet was made forher and for her only and if this persuasion had needed any additionalconfirmation such confirmation would have been found in the universaladmiration of the village beaux and the envy almost as general of thevillage belles particularly in the latter the envy of rival beautiesbeing as every body knows of all flatteries the most piquant andseducingin a word the most genuine and real The only person fromwhom Hannah Colson ever heard that rare thing called truth was herfriend and schoolfellow Lucy Meadows a young woman two or three yearsolder than herself in actual age and half a lifetime more advanced inthe best fruits of mature age in clearness of judgment and steadinessof conductA greater contrast of manner and character than that exhibited betweenthe lightheaded and lighthearted beauty and her mild and quietcompanion could hardly be imagined Lucy was pretty too very prettybut it was the calm sedate composed expression the pure alabastercomplexion the soft dovelike eye the general harmony and delicacy offeature and of form that we so often observe in a female _Friend_and her low gentle voice her retiring deportment and quakerlikesimplicity of dress were in perfect accordance with that impression Herclearness of intellect also and rectitude of understanding were suchas are often found amongst that intelligent race of people althoughthere was an intuitive perception of character and motive a finenessof observation under that demure and modest exterior that if Lucy hadever in her life been ten miles from her native village might have beencalled knowledge of the worldHow she came by this quality which some women seem to possess byinstinct Heaven only knows Her early gravity of manner and sedatenessof mind might be more easily accounted for Poor Lucy was an orphanand had from the age of fourteen been called upon,0
+Produced by Greg Weeks Stephen Blundell and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetTranscribers Note    This etext was produced from _The Counterfeit Man More Science    Fiction Stories by Alan E Nourse_ published in 1963 Extensive    research did not uncover any evidence that the US copyright on    this publication was renewed Minor spelling and typographical    errors have been corrected without note The Dark Door1It was almost dark when he awoke and lay on the bed motionless andtrembling his heart sinking in the knowledge that he should never haveslept For almost half a minute eyes wide with fear he lay in thesilence of the gloomy room straining to hear some sound someindication of their presenceBut the only sound was the barely audible hum of his wrist watch and thedismal splatter of raindrops on the cobbled street outside There was nosound to feed his fear yet he knew then without a flicker of doubtthat they were going to kill himHe shook his head trying to clear the sleep from his brain as he turnedthe idea over and over in his mind He wondered why he hadnt realizedit before long before back when they had first started this horriblenervewracking catandmouse game The idea just hadnt occurred to himBut he knew the gameplaying was over They wanted to kill him now Andhe knew that ultimately they _would_ kill him There was no way for himto escapeHe sat up on the edge of the bed painfully perspiration standing outon his bare back and he waited listening How could he have sleptexposing himself so helplessly Every ounce of his energy all the skilland wit and shrewdness at his command were necessary in this cruel huntyet he had taken the incredibly terrible chance of sleeping of losingconsciousness leaving himself wide open and helpless against the attackwhich he knew was inevitableHow much had he lost How close had they come while he sleptFearfully he walked to the window peered out and felt his musclesrelax a little The gray foggy streets were still light He still had alittle time before the terrible night beganHe stumbled across the small oldfashioned room sensing that action ofsome sort was desperately needed The bathroom was tiny he stared inthe battered stained reflector unit shocked at the redeyedstubblefaced apparition that stared back at himThis is Harry Scott he thought thirtytwo years old and in the primeof life but not the same Harry Scott who started out on a ridiculousquest so many months ago This Harry Scott was being hunted like ananimal driven by fear helpless and sure to die unless he could findan escape somehow But there were too many of them for him to escapeand they were too clever and they _knew_ he knew too muchHe stepped into the showershave unit trying to relax to collect hisracing thoughts Above all he tried to stay the fear that burnedthrough his mind driving him to panic and desperation The memory ofthe last hellish night was too stark to allow relaxationthe growingfear the silent desperate hunt through the night the realization thattheir numbers were increasing his frantic search for a hiding place inthe New City and finally his panicstricken pellmell flight down intothe alleys and cobbled streets and crumbling frame buildings of the OldCity Even more horrible the friends who had turned on him whoturned out to be _like_ themBack in the bedroom he lay down again his body still tense There weresounds in the building footsteps moving around on the floor overhead adoor banging somewhere With every sound every breath of noise hismuscles tightened still further freezing him in fear His own breathwas shallow and rapid in his ears as he lay listening waitingIf only something would happen He wanted to scream to bang his headagainst the wall to run about the room smashing his fist into doorsbreaking every piece of furniture It was the _waiting_ the eternalwaiting and running waiting some more feeling the net drawing tighterand tighter as he waited feeling the measured unhurried tread behindhim always following coming closer and closer as though he were amouse on a string twisting and jerking helplesslyIf only they would move do something he could counterBut he wasnt even sure any more that he could detect them And theywere so careful never to move into the openHe jumped up feverishly moved to the window and peered between theslats of the dusty oldfashioned blind at the street belowAn empty street at first wet gloomy He saw no one Then he caught theflicker of light in an entry several doors down and across the streetas a dark figure sparked a cigarette to life Harry felt the chill rundown his back again Still there then still waiting a hidden figurealways present always waitingHarrys eyes scanned the rest of the street rapidly Two threewheelersrumbled by their rubber hissing on the wet pavement One of themcarried the blueandwhite of the Old City police but the car didntslow up or hesitate as it passed the dark figure in the doorway Theywould never help me anyway Harry thought bitterly He had tried thatbefore and met with ridicule and threats There would be no help fromthe police in the Old CityAnother figure came around a corner There was something vaguelyfamiliar about the tall body and broad shoulders as the man walkedacross the wet street something Harry faintly recognized from somewhereduring the spinning madness of the past few weeksThe mans eyes turned up toward the window for the briefest instantthen returned steadfastly to the street Oh they were sly You couldnever spot them looking at you never for _sure_ but they were alwaysthere always nearby And there was no one he could trust any longer noone to whom he could turnNot even George WebberSwiftly his mind reconsidered that possibility as he watched the figuremove down the street True Dr Webber had started him out on thissearch in the first place But even Webber would never believe what hehad found Webber was a,66
+Produced by Peter Vachuska Constanze Hofmann and theOnline Distributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetOver the Rocky Mountains to AlaskaBYCHARLES WARREN STODDARD_Third Edition_ST LOUIS MO 1914Published by B HERDER17 South BroadwayFREIBURG BADENGermanyLONDON W C68 Great Russell StrCopyright 1899 by Joseph GummersbachBECKTOLDPRINTING AND BOOK MFG COST LOUIS MO                       To               KENNETH OCONNOR     FirstDistrictofColumbia VolunteersGenl Shafters Fifth Army Corps Santiago de Cuba   IN MEMORY OF OUR HOMELIFE IN THE BUNGALOWNOTEThe Author returns thanks to the Editor of the _Ave Maria_ for theprivilege of republishing these notes of travel and adventureCONTENTS  Chapter                                        Page        I Due West to Denver                         7       II In Denver Town                            18      III The Garden of the Gods                    29       IV A Whirl across the Rockies                40        V Off for Alaska                            47       VI In the Inland Sea                         56      VII Alaskan Village Life                      66     VIII Juneau                                    74       IX By Solitary Shores                        86        X In Search of the TotemPole               98       XI In the Sea of Ice                        111      XII Alaskas Capital                         124     XIII Katalans Rock                           136      XIV From the Far North                       148       XV Out of the Arctic                        159CHAPTER IDue West to DenverCommencement week at Notre Dame ended in a blaze of glory Multitudes ofguests who had been camping for a night or two in the recitationroomsour temporary dormitoriesgave themselves up to the boyishdelights of schoollife and set numerous examples which the studentswere only too glad to follow The boat race on the lake was a picturethe champion baseball match a companion piece but the highly decoratedprize scholars glittering with gold and silver medals and badges ofsatin and bullion the bevies of beautiful girls who for onceonce onlyin the yearwere given the liberty of the lawns the campus and thewinding forest ways that make of Notre Dame an elysium in summer thefrequent and inspiring blasts of the University Band and the generaljoy that filled every heart to overflowing rendered the last day of thescholastic year romantic to a degree and memorable foreverThere was no sleep during the closing nightnot one solitary wink alllaws were deadlettersalas that they should so soon arise again fromthe deadand when the wreath of stars that crowns the golden statue ofOur Lady on the high dome two hundred feet in air and thewidesweeping crescent under her shining feet burst suddenly intoflame and shed a lustre that was welcomed for miles and miles over theplains of Indianathen I assure you we were all so deeply touchedthat we knew not whether to laugh or to weep and I shall not tell youwhich we did The moon was very full that night and I didnt blame itBut the picnic really began at the foot of the great stairway in frontof the dear old University next morning Five hundred possiblepresidents were to be distributed broadcast over the continent fivehundred sons and heirs to be returned with thanks to the yearning bosomsof their respective families The floodgates of the trunkrooms werethrown open and a stream of Saratogas went thundering to the station atSouth Bend two miles,54
+Produced by Vasco SalgadoTEIXEIRA DE PASCOAESElegia da Solidão1920Tip Flor do TamegaAmaranteELEGIA DA SOLIDÃOa Fernando MaristanyO incendio do solpôr exala um fumo rôxoQue ás cousas vela a faceA macerada flôr da solidão renasceO seu perfume é fria e branda maguaBruma que já foi aguaTodo sombra e luar esvoaça o môchoUma nuvem enorme ao longe no poenteDesvenda o coração que se deslumbraE abraza intimamenteO silencio a crescer é onda que se espalhaSentese vir o outomno é já noitinha orvalhaNos êrmos pinheiraes gemem as _noitibós_E vultos de mulher sumidos na penumbraPassam cantando além com lagrimas na vozÓ tristeza do mundo em tardes outomnaesLonginqua dôr beijandonos o rôstoCrepusculo esfumado em intimo desgôstoBôca da noite acêsa em frios aisAparição soturna vaga imagemDo mêdo e do misterioQue solidão escura na paisagemTem phantasmas e cruzesTem ciprestes ao vento e moribundas luzesComo se fosse um grande cemiterioOlho em volta de mim cheio de mêdo TudoÉ morta indiferen��a espectro mudoÉ o Verbo original arrefecidoEm fragaredos brutos convertidoExtinto _Fiat Lux_ cadaver que fluctuaNo ceu nocturno e fundoAs almas que partiram deste mundoVoltam na luz da luaSão phantasmas em neve amortalhadosEternamente tristes e caladosSão sonhos esvaidos nevoa friaPerfis de fumo e de melancoliaVagas formas de imagem ilusoriaQue a lua merencoriaMolda em penumbra e cêraNa noite transparente de chimeraE todavia eu sintoUm acordar de instintoUm palpitar de viva claridadeEm cada cousa obscuraO aroma duma flôr quem sabe se é ternuraA noite não será phantastica saudadeA deusa que semeia estrelas no InfinitoE corôa de lagrimas divinasA extatica tragedia das ruinasToda em versos de marmore e granitoMisteriosamenteSobe da terra um sonho transcendenteEmanação de mistica tristezaComo o fumo dum larQue tem junto do fogo alminhas a rezarMas ai a NaturezaReservada e offendida afastase de nósE na sua mudez arrefecidaCongela a minha vozUm silencio mortal separame de tudoE como a sombra tragica da vidaVou pelo mundo alémEnorme espectro mudoMonstruosa presença de ninguemVivo sósinho e triste assujeitadoAo meu phantasma errante e desgraçadoEm ermos de abandonoErmos de PortugalOnde a alma do sol divaga com o outomnoNum sempiterno idilio sepulcralSou nada e quero serQuero ser tudo e eu Quero viverA vida misteriosaInterrogo o silencio e a noite rumorosaDe sombras e segredosContemplo comovido os astros e os penedosE fico a ouvir as fontes num eternoQueixume que ergue a voz durante o negro invernoPasso horas a aspirar o aroma duma flôrSombra que eu vejo em pétalas de côrEsparsas ondeantesNas virgens claridades madrugantesE a pura sensação que me dominaÉ qual longinqua Apparição divinaQue me seduz e afagaE de estrela em estrela é alma que divagaQuantas vezes me sento á beira dum abismoSobre escarpados blócosE em mim perdido scismoE ouço apenas cair nos tenebrosos fundosAs lagrimas de luz que vêm dos outros mundosE a neve do silencio em negros flócosAbsorvome na noite e no misterioErro ao luar em êrmo cemiterioSob as azas geladas do _nordeste_Interrogo na vala a sombra do cipresteRumorosa dum funebre desgostoCom gestos espectraes ás horas do solpostoE num doido febril deslumbramentoVejome sepultado em pensamentoE durmo durmo durmo a EternidadeSubito acordo e volto á claridadeSáio da fria covaUma sombra infantil cái desta imagem novaQue sobre mim baixou do sol a arderQue alegria meu Deus tornar a serE sinto um novo amor por tudo quanto existeReso de joelhos vendo a tarde tristePintada a sangue em longes de pinhaesVendo imagens de estrela em charcos de aguaO oiro caido ao chão das arvores outomnaesE as nevoas frias tunicas de maguaVestindo outeiros nusVendo o fumo de rusticas lareirasOnde ha velhas fiando em negras preguiceirasO livido lençol que as ha de amortalharE rezam numa voz de sombra _amen Jesus_E ficamse a scismarLá fóra ouvese uivar phantastica alcateiaE andam Bruxas a rirRangem velhinhas portasTreme a luz da candeiaA cinza sobe no ar as brazas mortasComeçam a luzirEu amo tudo os ramos comovidosEm diáfano marmore esculpidosE esse velhinho tronco em flôr que renasceuAo sentir a impressão azul que vem do ceuCom que ternura beijo a luz do diaQue em meus ouvidos de alma é lirica harmoniaTenho ocultas palavras transcendentesPara as nuvens somnambulas dormentesPara a sombra nupcial e mistica dum lirioPara a afflição da inercia escrita num rochedoE para a Dôr que faz gritar um arvoredoEm noites de delirioMas este amor é grande soffrimentoDe que nos serve amar o que não amaSer dolorosa chamaSobre campos de neve errando ao ventoAndar a perseguir um Anjo fugitivoEntre turbas de mortos não ser maisDo que um espectro vivoSer doido cataclismoSer desprendida folhaEntregue aos vendavaesA voar a voar em negros vôos afflictosOlhar seu proprio sêr como quem olhaO fundo dum abysmoE querendo esconder nas sombras o seu rôstoPara chorar tão intimo desgostoTer de invocar a noite em altos gritosÓ meu vulto perdido em trevas misteriosasCégo a bater de encontro ás brutas cousasCoberto de feridas a sangrarSou como a sombra em lagrimas do marNuvem desfeita em chuvaUm enorme phantasma de viuvaA rezar e a chorar na solidão sem fimNoite de horror sempre abraçada a mimÓ noite onde ha soluços e estertoresE procissões infindas de clamoresMultidões de phantasticas mulheresA cantar a cantar sinistros _miséréres_Sombras que o vento levaDoidos perfis de fogo a rir na trevaQue nos desvenda as lividas entranhasCom nuvens e contornos de montanhasCom arvores agitadas de anciedadesCom desgrenhadas intimas saudadesE tragicos desejos que arrefecemSoes que num mar de sangue desfalecemSou a noite em que o mundo se consomeAs cousas mais humildes e sem nomeAs estrelas os Deuses tudo quantoSe amortalha na sombra do meu cantoQue chora a sua eterna imperfeiçãoSou tempestade noite solidãoO frio esquecimentoA sombra do luar bailando com o ventoUm gemido de nevoa uma ternura um aiPhantasma duma lagrima que cáeÓ triste solidão que me rodeiaÓ minha amada e pequenina aldeiaÓ aves a cantar para ninguemFlôres que o inverno emurcheceMãos erguidas na tarde que arrefeceImplorando o silencio a noite as cousas mortasE os ventos de terror batendo ás portasSem destino a correr por esse mundo alémAlmas crucificadas de abandonoEntregues a uma eterna viuvezTransparentes de fina palidezRezando ao Deus da Morte as orações do outomnoE tu meu coração amante que palpitasNas trevas infinitasE ardes numa fogueira desvairadaE doido te consomes para nadaCaio por terra morto de cançassoA propria terra foge ao meu,3
+Produced by Tom Weiss  HTML version by Al HainesYet AgainbyMax BeerbohmTill I gave myself the task of making a little selection from what Ihad written since last I formed a book of essays I had no notion thatI had put as it were my eggs into so many basketsThe SaturdayReview The New Quarterly The New Liberal Review Vanity Fair TheDaily Mail Literature The Traveller The Pall Mall Magazine The MayBook The Souvenir Book of Charing Cross Hospital Bazaar The CornhillMagazine Harpers Magazine and The AngloSaxon ReviewOuf But thesigh of relief that I heave at the end of the list is accompanied by asmile of thanks to the various authorities for letting me use here whatthey were so good as to requireM BCONTENTS  THE FIRE  SEEING PEOPLE OFF  A MEMORY OF A MIDNIGHT EXPRESS  PORRO UNUM  A CLUB IN RUINS  273  A STUDY IN DEJECTION  A PATHETIC IMPOSTURE  THE DECLINE OF THE GRACES  WHISTLERS WRITING  ICHABOD  GENERAL ELECTIONS  A PARALLEL  A MORRIS FOR MAYDAY  THE HOUSE OF COMMONS MANNER  THE NAMING OF STREETS  ON SHAKESPEARES BIRTHDAY  A HOMECOMING  THE RAGGED REGIMENT  THE HUMOUR OF THE PUBLIC  DULCEDO JUDICIORUMWORDS FOR PICTURES  HARLEQUIN  THE GARDEN OF LOVE  ARIANE ET DIONYSE  PETER THE DOMINICAN  L OISEAU BLEU  MACBETH AND THE WITCHES  CARLOTTA GRISI  HOTEI  THE VISITTHE FIREIf I were seeing over a house and found in every room an iron cagelet into the wall and were told by the caretaker that these cages werefor me to keep lions in I think I should open my eyes rather wide Yetnothing seems to me more natural than a fire in the grateDoubtless when I began to walk one of my first excursions was to thefender that I might gaze more nearly at the live thing roaring andraging behind it and I dare say I dimly wondered by what blesseddispensation this creature was allowed in a domain so peaceful as mynursery I do not think I ever needed to be warned against scaling thefender I knew by instinct that the creature within it wasdangerousfiercer still than the cat which had once strayed into theroom and scratched me for my advances As I grew older I ceased towonder at the creatures presence and learned to call it the firequite lightly There are so many queer things in the world that we haveno time to go on wondering at the queerness of the things we seehabitually It is not that these things are in themselves less queerthan they at first seemed to us It is that our vision of them has beendimmed We are lucky when by some chance we see again for a fleetingmoment this thing or that as we saw it when it first came within ourken We are in the habit of saying that first impressions are bestand that we must approach every question with an open mind but weshirk the logical conclusion that we were wiser in our infancy than weare now Make yourself even as a little child we often say butrecommending the process on moral rather than on intellectual groundsand inwardly preening ourselves all the while on having put awaychildish things as though clarity of vision were not one of themI look around the room I am writing ina pleasant room and my ownyet how irresponsive how smug and lifeless The pattern of thewallpaper blamelessly repeats itself from wainscote to cornice and thepictures are immobile and changeless within their glazed framesfaintflat mimicries of life The chairs and tables are just as theircarpenter fashioned them and stand with stiff obedience just wherethey have been posted On one side of the room encased in coverings ofcloth and leather are myriads of words which to some people but notto me are a fair substitute for human company All around me in factare the products of modern civilisation But in the whole room thereare but three things living myself my dog and the fire in my grateAnd of these lives the third is very much the most intensely vivid Mydog is descended doubtless from prehistoric wolves but you couldhardly decipher his pedigree on his mild domesticated face My dog isas tame as his master in whose veins flows the blood of the oldcavemen But time has not tamed fire Fire is as wild a thing as whenPrometheus snatched it from the empyrean Fire in my grate is as fierceand terrible a thing as when it was lit by my ancestors night afternight at the mouths of their caves to scare away the ancestors of mydog And my dog regards it with the old wonder and misgiving Even inhis sleep he opens ever and again one eye to see that we are in nodanger And the fire glowers and roars through its bars at him with thescorn that a wild beast must needs have for a tame one You are freeit rages and yet you do not spring at that mans throat and tear himlimb from limb and make a meal of him and gazing at me it licks itsred lips and I laughing goodhumouredly rise and give the monster ashovelful of its proper food which it leaps at and noisily devoursFire is the only one of the elements that inspires awe We breathe airtread earth bathe in water Fire alone we approach with deference Andit is the only one of the elements that is always alert always good towatch We do not see the air we breatheexcept sometimes in Londonand who shall say that the sight is pleasant We do not see the earthrevolving and the trees and other vegetables that are put forth by itcome up so slowly that there is no fun in watching them One is apt tolose patience with the good earth and to hanker after a sight of thosemultitudinous fires whereover it is after all but a thin andcomparatively recent crust,37
+Produced by Marilynda FraserCunliffe Stephen Blundelland the Online Distributed Proofreading Team athttpwwwpgdpnet            THE MISTAKES              OF JESUS                 BY            WILLIAM FLOYD   _Author of Social Progress     People vs Wall Street        Our Gods on Trial         War Resistance_             _New York_ THE FREETHOUGHT PRESS ASSOCIATION Copyright 1932 By THE FREETHOUGHT PRESS ASSN INC TO DEVOTEES OF TRUTHTranscribers Note    Minor typographical errors have been corrected without note Archaic    spellings have been retained Paragraph spacing has been normalised    A table of contents though not present in the original publication    has been provided below      FOREWORD        Face the Facts The True Jesus Scriptures Unauthentic Faith in        Jesus Documentary Evidence Retain the Good Christianity Must        Go      ANTIQUATED THEOLOGY        The Virgin Birth The Jewish Messiah Eternal Damnation The        Atonement Angels and Devils      FALSE IMPRESSIONS        Jonah and the Whale End of the World Miracles Eternal Life        Raising Lazarus Gods Protection Belief in Prayer      OBSCURE TEACHINGS        Witnesses and Judge Cannibalism Religion Only for Children        Difficult or Easy Charity The Scriptures Upheld Illogical        Parables Deceptive      DEFICIENT INSTRUCTIONS        Labor Usury Economics Punishment for Debts Healing Peace        Marriage Celibacy Adultery Divorce Faulty Judgment        Unconvincing Prohibition Lack of Experience      AN INFERIOR PROTOTYPE        Cursing Nature Forgiveness Vituperation Destruction of        Property Egotism Lack of Courtesy Unethical Advice Sermon on        the Mount Inconsistency Fear Failure      CONCLUSION        Jesus a Myth Judged by His Works Ethical Evolution Gains not        Losses      CODE OF LIVINGFOREWORDThe tradition regarding Jesus is so glamorous that it is difficult toreview his life and character with an unbiased mind WhileFundamentalists and Modernists differ regarding the divinity of Christall Christians and many nonChristians still cling to preconceivednotions of the perfection of Jesus He alone among men is revered asallloving omniscient faultlessan unparalleled model for mankindThis convention of the impeccability of Jesus is so firmly establishedthat any insinuation of error on his part is deemed a blasphemyDoubting Jesus is more impious than mocking God Almighty Jehovah may beexposed to some extent with impunity a God who destroyed 70000 of hischosen people because their king took a census1 is too illogical forany but theologians to worship But the Son of God or Son of man issacrosanct Jesus is reverenced as the one man who has lived unspottedby the world free from human foibles able to redeem mankind by hisexampleRespect for the principles of Jesus is so inbred in American people ofall faiths that an attempt to disparage his worth is denounced as badtaste The detractor is suspected of being an immoral person no matterhow convincing may be the proof which he presents A conspiracy ofsilence is directed against any system of ethics advanced as superior tothe Sermon on the Mount In popular opinion Jesus never made a mistakeall his teachings were infallible no other view is tolerated_Face the Facts_This unwillingness to acknowledge the shortcomings of Jesus is partiallydue to fear of sustaining a great loss The familiar answer to hereticalarguments is that faith should not be destroyed unless something can beput in its placeignoring the fact that something always may besubstituted for beliefs destroyed That substitute is faith in the worldas it really is And our modern world with all its shortcomings isinfinitely preferable to the earth or even the heaven of the firstcentury We now know that man can do more to eradicate sorrow than Jesusever thought of We can have greater confidence in the world as revealedtoday than in the doubtful traditions of Biblical timesBut suppose there were nothing to substitute for the myth destroyedshould that deter the Truthseeker from continuing his investigationScientists do not hesitate in their research because the result of a newdiscovery may be disastrous They seek the facts regardless ofconsequences they want to know the Truth about the physical worldEthicists should have a similar desire concerning the metaphysicalworld They should have confidence that the Supreme Intelligence asEdison called it will lead on to better things_The True Jesus_If Jesus was what his followers believe no arguments will destroy theirfaith in him but if Jesus was not perfect according to modernstandards it is important that his status as God or man should berevised Loss of confidence in an erring idol is not loss of a trueidealWhen an iconoclast asserts that Jesus lacked supreme intelligence thenatural question is How do you know that you are right in yourappraisal lest haply ye be found even to fight against God Theanswer is that we do not claim omniscience but merely request everyoneto use his or her own judgment with intellectual honesty examiningeach act or saying of Jesus without regard to,21
+Produced by D Alexander Janet Blenkinship and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet Thisfile was produced from images generously made availableby The Internet ArchiveROLLO IN HOLLANDBYJACOB ABBOTTBOSTON BROWN TAGGARD  CHASESUCCESSORS TO W J REYNOLDS  CO 25  29 CORNHILL1857Entered according to Act of Congress in the year 1857 byJACOB ABBOTTIn the Clerks Office of the District Court of the District ofMassachusettsSTEREOTYPED AT THEBOSTON STEREOTYPE FOUNDRY Damrell  Moore Printers BostonIllustration ROLLO IN HOLLANDCONTENTSCHAPTER                                                             PAGE  IPREPARATIONS                                                   11  IIA BAD TRAVELLING COMPANION                                    26  IIITHE MAIL STEAMER                                             44  IVENTERING HOLLAND                                              67  VWALKS ABOUT ROTTERDAM                                          86  VIDOING THE HAGUE                                              109  VIICORRESPONDENCE                                              138  VIIITHE COMMISSIONER                                           160  IXTHE GREAT CANAL                                              169  XTHE DAIRY VILLAGE                                             186  XICONCLUSION                                                   200ENGRAVINGS  ROLLO IN HOLLANDFrontispiece                                PAGE  VIEW IN HOLLAND                                                    10  THE HANSOM CAB                                                     33  LANDING FROM THE MAIL BOAT                                         57  DORT                                                               83  THE FERRY BOAT                                                    101  THE DINNER,18
+Produced by Manuela Alves e Pedro Saborano produced fromscanned images of public domain material from Google BookSearchNota do transcritor    Foram corrigidos diversos erros tipográficos menores sem que seja    feita qualquer menção desse facto As marcas NT identificam as notas    explicativas das alterações importantes ao texto originalOBRASDECAMILLO CASTELLO BRANCOEDIÇÃO POPULARLILAGRIMAS ABENÇOADASVOLUMES PUBLICADOSNo 1Coisas espantosasNo 2As tres irmansNo 3A engeitadaNo 4Doze casamentos felizesNo 5O esqueletoNo 6O bem e o malNo 7O senhor do Paço de NinãesNo 8AnathemaNo 9A mulher fatalNo 10Cavar em ruinasNos 11 e 12Correspondencia epistolarNo 13Divindade de JesusNo 14A doida do CandalNo 15Duas horas de leituraNo 16FannyNos 1718 e 19Novellas do MinhoNos 20 e 21Horas de pazNo 22Agulha em palheiroNo 23O olho de vidroNo 24Annos de prosaNo 25Os brilhantes do brasileiroNo 26A bruxa do MonteCordovaNo 27Carlota AngelaNo 28Quatro horas innocentesNo 29As virtudes antigasUm poeta portuguez 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PREÇO DE LAGRIMAS COMO A CONSOLAÇÃO DOSALVAMENTO A PREÇO DAS AGONIAS DO NAUFRAGIO é um paradoxo talvez paraos que não conhecem a verdadeira felicidade nem choraram as lagrimasabençoadas da resignaçãoEste romance é religioso na essencia Escrevese ahi muitas vezes apalavra DEUS Evitamse as imagens do deleite o pasto de ociososgastos do coração e fallidos da alma Os que buscam no romance qualquercousa que não sirva de nada para o espirito não leiam esteEu espero achar entendimentos que mo recebam e corações que moagradeçamVereis ahi uma mulher que não é uma chimera Imagineia primeiro eencontreia fóra da imaginação depoisMaria linda creatura da terra é a rainha de dois diademas um no céoos anjos seus irmãos tecemlho das flores que ella rega no mundo comas suas lagrimas Outro na terra é a soberania da virtude respeitadaembora não compreendida pelos homens que lhe acurvam o joelhoEu sou um destesE o meu romance é uma palavra desse cantico de louvor que o espiritonão póde revelar aos que no seu caminho não parariam acompreenderlhoMeditemos este assumptoHa ahi nesse mundo material uma decidida negação para acompanhar oespirito nas suas elevações Eu seioUm ou outro homem encosta a face á mão abraça os horisontes com umavista scismadora afina a harpa da sua alma pela toada sonorosa dospinhaes compõe das notas lugubres da tempestade a harmonia tetrica edesfigurase e poetisa e parece não querer nada de commum com a fracanatureza humana É o sentimentalO sentimentalismo sem a religião é uma mentiraO que ahi vae de phantastico e espiritualista nos affectos é umaexigencia da epoca é um encargo que a mocidade se impoz é a precisãode variar Digase tudo é a modaNão porque a vida seja feliz e a natureza do homem precise inventaramarguras para que a felicidade o não enjoeNão porque o espirito extenuado em sensualidades procure no idealrespirar o elemento de vida que lhe é proprioÉ porque as felicidades saboreadas nestes tempos não deixam no coraçãomotivo para um hymno O homem que não póde apagar na mente a faisca dogenio que lhe desceu ao berço ou mata a inspiração na orgia ouabysmase com ella por feretros e ossadas até materialisala nasfórmas repugnantes de uma dor monstruosaE se assim não fizer o seu alaúde não tem sons e o genio fallecelhede impotencia Mas o poeta quer este titulo cantor quer a grinalda dasflores em troca da corôa de espinhos é preciso cantarSe lhe pedisseis em vez de horrores uma poesia banhada de luz celesteem que os mil reflexos de cima fossem as virtudes possiveis no mundoSe lhe pedisseis em vez da pagina sempre negra da sua vida asalvissimas alegrias de uma virgem que a fugir de um mundo que se lhepinta ingrato á sua alma candida se refugia aos pés de Maria Rainhadas Virgens a pedirlhe o céo como repouso inviolavel da innocenciaSe lhe pedisseis a doçura das lagrimas da pobre que aconchega seusfilhos num envoltorio de andrajos e ajoelha depois entregandoos áProvidencia para que ao amanhecer não sejam muito repetidos os seusgritos de fomePediO poeta hade dizervos que a luz do céo é esse oceano de luz que banhaa terra quando as arvores florescem e as arvores saudam ao alvorecer umsol esplendidoHade falarvos da virgem arfando esperanças no seio immaculado masesperanças todas daqui todas embalsamadas pelo incensorio das paixõesterrenasO pobre esse que vale bem a pena de uma poesia de uma pagina deromance é sempre a victima da má organisação social e de uma mentirosaeconomia politica Vêloheis invectivar o rico com toda a iracundiade uma inoffensiva estrofe mas o pobre que continua nas palhas damiseria esse não recebe uma consolação em nome do futuro do céo e daspromessas de Jesus Christo É sempre o pobre recrutado para as fileirasque guerreiam o ricoEu pensei uma vez na vastidão de assumptos sobre que o sceptro dotalento extende o seu imperio Chamando á reminiscencia o acervo deleituras recreativas que fiz durante alguns annos entrevi nos meustempos nebulosos o muito tempo consumido os muitos volumes folheados enão poderei classificarvos em synopse de idéas uma só que meprestasse ao espirito ou ao coração ou á cabeçaAprendi o desengano no romance antes que a sociedade mo desseLibei na poesia do seculo a mentira antes que o coração contaminado mainspirasseAborrecime de mim e das minhas leituras como se o livro e a poesiafossem um sarcasmo para quem nas más horas lhe mendiga espairecimentospara,0
+Produced by David WidgerEATIN CROW AND THE BEST MAN IN GAROTTEBy Frank HarrisEATIN CROWThe evening on which Charley Muirhead made his first appearance atDoolans was a memorable one the camp was in wonderful spirits Whitmanwas said to have struck it rich Garotte therefore might yet becomepopular in the larger world and its evil reputation be removedBesides what Whitman had done any one might do for by common consenthe was a derned fool Goodhumour accordingly reigned at Doolansand the saloon was filled with an excited hopeful crowd Bill Benthowever was anything but pleased he generally was in a bad temper andthis evening as Crocker remarked carelessly he was more ornery thanever The rest seemed to pay no attention to the lanky dark man withthe narrow head round black eyes and rasping voice But Bent wouldcroak Whitmans struck nothin thar aint no gold in Garotte itsall work and no dust In this strain he went on offending localsentiment and making every one uncomfortableMuirheads first appearance created a certain sensation He was a fineupstanding fellow of six feet or over well made and goodlookingBut Garotte had too much experience of life to be won by a strangershandsome looks Muirheads fair moustache and large blue eyes countedfor little there Crocker and others masters in the art of judgingmen noticed that his eyes were unsteady and his manner though genialseemed hasty Reggitt summed up their opinion in the phrase looks asif hed bite off moren he could chaw Unconscious of the criticismMuirhead talked offered drinks and made himself agreeableAt length in answer to Bents continued grumbling Muirhead saidpleasantly Taint so bad as that in Garotte is it This bar dontlook like poverty and if I set up drinks for the crowd its becauseIm glad to be in this campPraps you found the last place you was in jes a leetle too warmeh was Bents retortMuirheads face flushed and for a second he stood as if he had beenstruck Then while the crowd moved aside he sprang towards Bentexclaiming Take that backright off Take it backWhat asked Bent coolly as if surprised at the same time howeverretreating a pace or two he slipped his right hand behind himInstantly Muirhead threw himself upon him rushed him with what seemeddemoniac strength to the open door and flung him away out on his backinto the muddy ditch that served as a street For a moment there was ahush of expectation then Bent was seen to gather himself up painfullyand move out of the square of light into the darkness But Muirhead didnot wait for this hastily with hot face and hands still working withexcitement he returned to the bar withThats how I act No one can jump me No one by God and he glaredround the room defiantly Reggitt Harrison and some of the otherslooked at him as if on the point of retorting but the cheerfulnesswas general and Bents grumbling before a stranger had irritated themalmost as much as his unexpected cowardice Muirheads challenge was nottaken up therefore though Harrison did remark half sarcasticallyThat may be so You jump them I guessWell boys lets have the drink Charley Muirhead went on his mannersuddenly changing to that of friendly greeting just as if he had notheard Harrisons wordsThe men moved up to the bar and drank and before the liquor wasconsumed Charleys geniality acting on the universal goodhumourseemed to have done away with the discontent which his violence andBents cowardice had created This was the greater tribute to hispersonal charm as the refugees of Garotte usually hung together andwere inclined to resent promptly any insult offered to one of theirnumber by a stranger But in the present case harmony seemed to becompletely reestablished and it would have taken a keener observer thanMuirhead to have understood his own position and the general opinionIt was felt that the stranger had bluffed for all he was worth and thatGarotte had come out at the little end of the hornA day or two later Charley Muirhead walking about the camp cameupon Dave Crockers claim and offered to buy half of it and work as apartner but the other would not sell the claim was worth nothin notgood enough for two anyhow and there the matter would have ended hadnot the young man proposed to work for a spell just to keep his handin By noon Crocker was won nobody could resist Charleys hard workand laughing high spirits Shortly afterwards the older man proposedto knock off a days work he reckoned had been done and evidentlyconsidering it impossible to accept a strangers labour withoutacknowledgment he pressed Charley to come up to his shanty and eatThe simple meal was soon despatched and Crocker feeling the obviousdeficiencies of his larder produced a bottle of Bourbon and the twobegan to drink Glass succeeded glass and at length Crockers reserveseemed to thaw his manner became almost easy and he spoke halffranklyI guess youre strong he remarked You threw Bent out of the saloonthe other night like as if he was nothin strengths good but tainteverythin I mean he added in answer to the others questioninglook Samson wouldnt have a show with a man quick on the draw whomeant bizness Bent didnt pan out worth a cent and the boys didntlike him butthem things dont happen often So in his own way hetried to warn the man to whom he had taken a likingCharley felt that a warning was intended for he replied decisively Itdont matter I guess he wanted to jump me and I wont be jumped notif Samson wanted to and all the revolvers in Garotte were on meWall Crocker went on quietly but with a certain curiosity in hiseyes thats all right but I reckon you were mistaken Bent didntwant to rush ye twas only his cussed way and hed had mighty badluck You might hev waited to see if he meant anythin mightnt yeAnd he looked his listener in the face as he spokeThats it Charley replied after a long pause thats just it Icouldnt,41
+Produced by David WidgerRUN TO SEEDBy Thomas Nelson Page1891IJims father died at Gettysburg up against the Stone Fence went toheaven in a chariot of fire on that fateful day when the issue betweenthe two parts of the country was decided when the slaughter on theConfederate side was such that after the battle a lieutenant was incharge of a regiment and a major commanded a brigadeThis fact was much to Jim though no one knew it it tempered his mindruled his life He never remembered the time when he did not know thestory his mother in her worn black dress and with her pale face usedto tell him of the bulletdented sword and faded red sash which hung onthe chamber wallThey were the poorest people in the neighborhood Everybody was poorfor the county lay in the track of the armies and the war had sweptthe country as clean as a floor But the Uptons were the poorest evenin that community Others recuperated pulled themselves together andbegan after a time to get up The Uptons got flatter than they werebefore The fences the few that were left rotted the fields grew upin sassafras and pines the barns blew down the houses decayed theditches filled the chills cameTheyre the shiftlesses people in the worl said Mrs Wagoner with ashade of asperity in her voice or was it satisfaction Mrs Wagonershusband had been in a bombproof during the war when Jim Upton Jimsfather was with his company He had managed to keep his teams from thequartermasters and had turned up after the war the richest man in theneighborhood He lived on old Colonel Duvals place which he had boughtfor Confederate moneyTheyre the shiftlesses people in the worl said Mrs Wagoner MrsUpton aint got any spirit she jus sets still and cries her eyes outThis was true every word of it And so was something else that MrsWagoner said in a tone of reprobation about people who made their bedshaving to lay on them this process of incubation being too well knownto require further discussionBut what could Mrs Upton do She could not change the course ofDestiny Oneespecially if she is a widow with bad eyes and in feeblehealth living on the poorest place in the Statecannot stop the starsin their courses She could not blot out the past nor undo what she haddone She would not if she could She could not undo what she had donewhen she ran away with Jim and married him She would not if she couldAt least the memory of those three years was hers and nothing couldtake it from hernot debts nor courts nor anything She knew hewas wild when she married him Certainly Mrs Wagoner had been carefulenough to tell her so and to tell every one else so too She wouldnever forget the things she had said Mrs Wagoner never forgot thethings the young girl said eitherthough it was more the way she hadlooked than what she had said And when Mrs Wagoner descanted on thepoverty of the Uptons she used to end with the declaration Well itaint any fault of _mine_ she cant blame _me_ for Heaven knows Iwarned her I did _my_ duty Which was true Warning others was a dutyMrs Wagoner seldom omitted Mrs Upton never thought of blaming her orany one else Not all her poverty ever drew one complaint from her sadlips She simply sat down under it that was all She did not expectanything else She had given her Jim to the South as gladly as any womanever gave her heart to her love She would not undo it if she couldnoteven to have him back and God knew how much she wanted him Was not hisdeath glorioushis name a heritage for his son She could not undo thedebts which encumbered the land nor the interest which swallowed it upnor the suit which took it from herthat is all but the old house andthe two poor worn old fields which were her dower She would have givenup those too if it had not been for her children Jim and Kitty andfor the little old enclosure on the hill under the big thorntrees wherethey had laid him when they brought him back in the broken pine box fromGettysburg No she could not undo the past nor alter the present norchange the future So what could she doIn her heart Mrs Wagoner was glad of the poverty of the Uptons notmerely glad in the general negative way which warms the bosoms of mostof us as we consider how much better off we are than our neighborstheLordIthanktheethatIamnotasothermenare waybut MrsWagoner was glad positively She was glad that any of the Uptons andthe Duvals were poor One of her grandfathers had been what Mrs Wagonerwhen she mentioned the matter at all called Manager for one of theDuvals She was aware that most people did not accept that term Sheremembered old Colonel Duvalthe _old_ Coloneltall thin whitegrave She had been dreadfully afraid of him She had had a feeling ofsatisfaction at his funeral It was like the feeling she had when shelearned that Colonel Duval had not forgiven Betty nor left her a centMrs Wagoner used to go to see Mrs Uptonshe went frequently It washer duty she said She carried her thingsespecially advice Thereare people whose visits are like spells of illness It took Mrs Uptona fortnight to get over one of these visitsto convalesce Mrs Wagonerwas a mother to her at least Mrs Wagoner herself said so In somerespects it was rather akin to the substance of that name which forms invinegar It was hard to swallow it galled Even Mrs Uptons gentlenesswas overtaxedand rebelled She had stood all the homiliesall theadvice But when Mrs Wagoner with her lips drawn in after wringingher heart recalled to her the warning she had given her before shemarried she stopped standing it She did not say much but it wasenough to make Mrs Wagoners stiff bonnetbows tremble Mrs Wagonerwalked out feeling chills down her spine as if,13
+Produced by Marilynda FraserCunliffe storm and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet Thisfile was made using scans of public domain works from theUniversity of Michigan Digital LibrariesSTORIES IN VERSEBYHENRY ABBEY The sense of the world is short To love and be beloved                              EMERSONNEW YORKA D F RANDOLPH  CO PUBLISHERSCOR BROADWAY AND NINTH STREET1869Entered according to Act of Congress in the year 1869 byHENRY L ABBEYin the Clerks Office of the District Court for the Southern District ofNew YorkRIVERSIDE CAMBRIDGEPRINTED BY H O HOUGHTON AND COMPANYTORICHARD GRANT WHITEWITH GRATITUDE FOR HIS FRIENDSHIP AND WITH ADMIRATION FOR HIS ELEGANTSCHOLARSHIPCONTENTS                         PAGEBLANCHE                     1KARAGWE AN AFRICAN        28DEMETRIUS                  55THE STRONG SPIDER          82GRACE BERNARD              94VEERA                     112BLANCHEAN EXHALATION FROM WITHERED VIOLETSITHE VENDER OF VIOLETS Violets Violets Violets This was the cry I heard As I passed through the street of a city And quickly my heart was stirred To an incomprehensible pity At the undertone of the cry For it seemed like the voice of one Who was stricken and all undone Who was only longing to die Violets Violets Violets The voice came nearer still Surely I said it is May And out on valley and hill The violets blooming today Send this invitation to me To come and be with them once more I know they are dear as can be And I hate the town with its roar Violets Violets Violets Children of sun and of dew Flakes of the blue of the sky There is somebody calling to you Who seems to be longing to die Yet violets are so sweet They can scarcely have dealings with death Can it be that the dying breath That comes from the one last beat Of a true heart turns to the flowers Violets Violets Violets The crier is near me at last With my eyes I am holding her fast She is a lovely seller of flowers She is one whom the town devours In its jaws of bustle and strife How poverty grinds down a life For lost in the slime of a city What is a beautiful face Few are they who have pity For loveliness in disgrace Yet she that I hold with my eyes Who seems so modest and wise Has not yet fallen I am sure She has nobly learned to endure Large and mournful and meek Her eyes seem to drink from my own Her curls are carelessly thrown Back from white shoulder and cheek And her lips seem strawberries lost In some Arctic country of frost The slightest curve on a face May give an expression unmeet Yet hers is so perfect and sweet And shaped with such delicate grace Its loveliness is complete Violets Violets Violets I hear the cry once more But not as I heard it before It whispers no more of death But only of odorous breath And modest flowers and life I purchased a cluster so rife With the touch of her tapering hand I seem to hold it in mine I would I could understand Why a touch seems so divineIIA FLOWER FOUND IN THE STREET Today in passing down the street   I found a flower upon the walk A dear syringa white and sweet   Wrung idly from the missing stalk And something in its odor speaks   Of dark brown eyes and arms of snow And rainbow smiles on sunset cheeks   The maid I saw a month ago I waited for her many a day   On the dear ground where first we met I sought her up and down the way   And all in vain I seek her yet Syringa naught your odor tells   Or whispers so I cannot hear Speak out and tell me where she dwells   In perfume accents loud and clear Shake out the music of your speech   In quavers of delicious breath The conscious melody may teach   A lover where love wandereth If so you speak with smile and look   You will not wither but endure And in my hearts still open book   Keep your white petals ever pure If so you speak upon her breast   You yet may rest nor sigh afar But in the moonlights silver dressed   Seem gainst your heaven the evening starIIIODYLE We know that they are often near   Of whom we think of whom we talk Though we have missed them many a year   And lost them from our daily walk Some strange clairvoyance dwells in all   And webs the souls of human kind I would that I could learn its thrall   And know the power of mind on mind I then might quickly use the sense   To find where one I worship dwells If in the city or if thence   Among the breezerung lily bellsIVWHAT ONE FINDS IN THE COUNTRY I went out in the country   To spend an idle day To see the flowers in blossom   And scent the fragrant hay The dawns spears smote the mountains,3
+Produced by Ed FerrisTranscribers notes  The dieresis is transcribed by a preceding hyphen  Caps and small  caps have been set as upper and lower case  Names have been corrected  Chapter VIII  La Fayette Indiana kept as a contemporary  variant spelling  McPherson clerk of the house changed to Clerk  of the House of Representatives  LoC call number  E661C9FIFTY YEARS OF PUBLIC SERVICEFrontispiece_Photo by Prince Tota Washington D C_Facsimile signatureSMCullomFIFTY YEARSOFPUBLIC SERVICE_PERSONAL RECOLLECTIONS OF_SHELBY M CULLOM_SENIOR UNITED STATES SENATOR FROM ILLINOIS_WITH PORTRAITS_SECOND EDITION_CHICAGOA C McCLURG  CO1911CopyrightA C McCLURG  Co1911Published October 1911Second Edition December 1911PRESS OF THE VAIL COMPANYCOSHOCTON U S ACONTENTSCHAPTER     I  Birth to Admission to the Bar 1829 to 1855    II  Service as City Attorney at Springfield 1855 and 1856   III  Election to the Illinois Legislature LincolnDouglas          Debates 1856 to 1858    IV  Other Distinguished Characters of that Day 1858 and 1859     V  Nomination of Lincoln and Douglas for the Presidency 1859          and 1860    VI  Speaker of the Illinois Legislature and a Member of          Congress 1860 to 1865   VII  Lincoln 1860 to 1864  VIII  Notables in the Thirtyninth Congress 1864 to 1870    IX  The Impeachment of President Johnson     X  Speaker of the Legislature and Governor 1871 to 1883    XI  Grant   XII  General John A Logan  XIII  General John M Palmer   XIV  Governor Richard J Oglesby    XV  Senatorial Career 1883 to 1911   XVI  Clevelands First Term 1884 to 1887  XVII  Clevelands Defeat and Harrisons First Term 1888 to 1891 XVIII  Clevelands Second Term 1892 to 1896   XIX  McKinleys Presidency 1896 to 1901    XX  Roosevelts Presidency 1901 to 1909   XXI  Interstate Commerce  XXII  John Marshall Harlan XXIII  Members of the Committee on Foreign Relations  XXIV  Work of the Committee on Foreign Relations   XXV  The Interoceanic Canal  XXVI  Santo Domingos Fiscal Affairs XXVII  Diplomatic Agreements by ProtocolXXVIII  Arbitration  XXIX  Titles and Decorations from Foreign Powers   XXX  Isle of Pines Danish West Indies and Algeciras  XXXI  Congress under the Taft Administration XXXII  Lincoln Centennial Lincoln LibraryXXXIII  Consecutive Elections to United States Senate XXXIV  Conclusion        IndexLIST OF PORTRAITSS M CullomShelby M Cullom while a Law StudentRichard YatesStephen A DouglasAbraham LincolnJames G BlaineAndrew JohnsonShelby M Cullom while Governor of IllinoisUlysses S GrantJohn A LoganJohn M PalmerRichard J OglesbyGrover ClevelandJames A GarfieldWilliam McKinleyWilliam Howard TaftCushman K DavisWilliam P FryeJohn C SpoonerTheodore RooseveltElihu RootFOREWORDOh that mine adversary had written a bookSuch was the exclamation of one who through the centuries hasbeen held up to the world as the symbol of patience and longsuffering endurance and who believed that he thus expressed the surestmethod of confounding an enemyI have come to that age in life where I feel somewhat indifferentas to consequences and yielding to the suggestions and insistenceof friends I determined that I would undertake to write somerecollections as they occurred to me of the men and events of mytimeNaturally to me the history of the period covered by my life since1829 is particularly interesting  I do not think that I am prejudicedwhen I assert that while this period has not been great in Art andLetters from a material scientific and industrial standpoint ithas been the most wonderful epoch in all the worlds historyAbout the period of my birth General Andrew Jackson was firstelected President of the United States  Jackson to me has alwaysbeen an interesting character  Theodore Roosevelt has declaredvery little respect for him and has written deprecatinglyI mightsay even abusivelyof him  But the truth is there were nevertwo Presidents in the White House who in many respects resembledeach other more nearly than Jackson and RooseveltJackson was sixtyone years old when elected Presidentan unusuallyold man to be elected to that high office and he had served hiscountry during the War of the Revolution  When I consider thisthe thought occurs to me How young as a Nation we are after allWhy I date almost back to the Revolution  President Taft jocularlyremarked to me recently  Heres my old friend Uncle Shelby  Hecomes nearer connecting the present with the days of Washingtonthan any one whom I know  And I suppose there are few men inpublic life whose careers extend farther into the past than mineDuring my early life the survivors of the Revolutionary War tosay nothing of the War of 1812 were very numerous and abundantlyin evidence  Up to that time no man who had not served his countryin some capacity in the Revolutionary War had been elevated to thePresidency and this was the case until the year 1843During the year 1829 the crown of Great Britain descended from KingGeorge IV to King William IV  That reign passed away and I havelived to see the long reign of Victoria come and go the reign ofEdward VII come and go and the accession of King George V  CharlesX ruled in France Francis I in Austria the reign of Francis Josephhad not yet begun Frederick William III in Prussia Nicholas Iin Russia while Leo XII governed the Papal States the Kingdom ofItaly not yet having come into existence  The United Kingdom ofGreat Britain and Ireland had not yet a population of 24000000all toldFrom the dawn of this epoch may well date the practical beginningof a long cycle of political and intellectual,60
+Produced by Nick Hodson of London EnglandA Forgotten Hero or Not for Him by Emily Sarah Holt________________________________________________________________________This shortish book takes us to the end of the thirteenth century andalthough the people in the book are mostly highborn the scene is avery domestic one  It gives us a good understanding of the way life waslived in those days  Recommended for its social interest________________________________________________________________________A FORGOTTEN HERO OR NOT FOR HIM BY EMILY SARAH HOLTCHAPTER ONECASTLES IN THE AIR  O pale pale face so sweet and meek Oriana  TennysonIs the linen all put away ClariceAy DameAnd the rosemary not forgottenI have laid it in the linen DameAnd thy days task of spinning is doneAll done DameGood  Then fetch thy sewing and come hither and I will tell theesomewhat touching the lady whom thou art to serveI humbly thank your Honour  And dropping a low courtesy the girlleft the room and returned in a minute with her workThou mayest sit down ClariceClarice with another courtesy and a murmur of thanks took her seat inthe recess of the window where her mother was already sitting  Forthese two were mother and daughter a middleaged comfortablelookingmother with a mixture of firmness and goodnature in her face and adaughter of some sixteen years rather pale and slender but active andintelligent in her appearance  Clarices dark hair was smoothly brushedand turned up in a curl all round her head being cut sufficiently shortfor that purpose  Her dress was long and loose made in what we callthe Princess style with a long train which she tucked under one armwhen she walked  The upper sleeve was of a narrow bell shape but underit came down tight ones to the wrist fastened by a row of large roundbuttons quite up to the elbow  A large apronwhich Clarice called abarmclothprotected the dress from stain  A fillet of ribbon wasbound round her head but she had no ornaments of any kind  Her motherwore a similar costume excepting that in her case the fillet round thehead was exchanged for a wimple which was a close hood covering headand neck and leaving no part exposed but the face  It was a verycomfortable article in cold weather but an eminently unbecoming oneThese two ladies were the wife and daughter of Sir Gilbert Le Theyn aknight of Surrey who held his manor of the Earl of Cornwall and thedate of the day when they thus sat in the window was the 26th of March1290It will strike modern readers as odd if I say that Clarice and hermother knew very little of each other  She was her fathers heir beingan only child and it was therefore considered the more necessary thatshe should not live at home  It was usual at that time to send allyoung girls of good family not to schoolthere were no schools inthose daysbut to be brought up under some lady of rank where theymight receive a suitable education and on reaching the proper agehave a husband provided for them the one being just as much a matter ofcourse as the other  The consent of the parents was asked to thematrimonial selection of the mistress but public opinion required somevery strong reason to justify them in withholding it  The onlyexception to this arrangement was when girls were destined for thecloister and in that case they received their education in a conventBut there was one person who had absolutely no voice in the matter andthat was the unfortunate girl in question  The very idea of consultingher on any point of it would have struck a mediaeval mother withastonishment and dismayWhy ladies should have been considered competent in all instances toeducate anybodys daughters but their own is a mystery of the MiddleAges  Dame La Theyn had under her care three girls who were receivingtheir education at her hands and she never thought of questioning herown competency to impart it yet also without a question she sentClarice away from her first to a neighbouring knights wife and now toa Princess to receive the education which she might just as well havehad at home  It was the command of Fashion and who does not know thatFashion whether in the thirteenth century or the nineteenth _must_ beobeyedClarice was on the brink of high promotion  By means of a ladder ofseveral stepsa Dame requesting a Baroness and the Baroness entreatinga Countessthe royal lady had been reached at last whose husband wasthe suzerain of Sir Gilbert  It made little difference to this ladywhether her bowerwomen were two or ten provided that the attendancegiven her was as much as she required and she readily granted thepetition that Clarice La Theyn might be numbered among those youngladies  The Earl of Cornwall was the richest man in England notexcepting the King  It may be added that at this period Earl was thehighest title known short of the Prince of Wales  The first Duke hadnot yet been created while Marquis is a rank of much later dateDame La Theyn though she had some good points had also one grandfailing  She was an inveterate gossip  And it made no difference toher who was her listener provided a listener could be had  A spicydish of scandal was her highest delight  She had not the least wish norintention of doing harm to the person whom she thus discussed  She hadnot even the slightest notion that she did any  But her bowermaidensknew perfectly well that if one of them wanted to put the dame in highgoodhumour before extracting a favour the best way to do so was toinform her that Mrs Sheppey had had words with her goodman or thatDame Rouse considered Joan Stick i th Lane Note 1 no better thanshe should beAn innocent request from Clarice that she might know something abouther future mistress had been to Dame La Theyn a delightful opportunityfor a good dish of,67
+Produced by Nick Hodson of London EnglandOld Daniel or Memoir of a Converted Hindoo and Description of VillageLife in IndiaBy Thomas Hodson with Introduction by the Rev W Arthur MAPublished about 1877________________________________________________________________________The title of this book is somewhat odd for though certainly greatlyabout the life and doings of Chickka the washerman and his conversionto Christianity the memoirs are certainly not his and indeed it is alittle difficult to see whose they are Not apparently those of ThomasHodson who is mentioned frequently in the third person and who appearsto be as much of an ordained minister as the Reverend W ArthurStrange also is the fact that the title page promises an Introductionbut what we actually get on the very next page is a PrefaceHowever these are minor grumbles because what you do get is a headondescription of village life in India as promised and some very niceillustrationsAs Editor I must hasten to say that Thomas Hodson the author of someof the short chapters is no relation of mine  In fact my ancestorThomas Hodson who also worked in India but as an administrator wasonly a small child in England at the time the book was published  Butmy family have had a long connection with India and that has led to myown great interest in the Indian subcontinent  I was very interestedto read and edit this book and commend it to anyone who would like toknow more about Indian Village Life 150 and even 200 years ago the heroof the tale was born in 1799Although this book is constructed from pieces written by devotedMissionaries and although they deride the local Gods and religiouspractices I do not think the book is very convincing as an argument forChristianity although I describe myself as a Christian  NH________________________________________________________________________OLD DANIEL OR MEMOIR OF A CONVERTED HINDOO AND DESCRIPTION OF VILLAGELIFE IN INDIABY THOMAS HODSON WITH INTRODUCTION BY THE REV W ARTHUR MAPREFACEI can now in my minds eye see Chickka the washerman as if I had methim yesterday and I can see the mud houses of Singonahully the mudwall of the village and the temple of Runga as if they were all beforeme  Yet five and thirty years are passed and gone since the afternoonwhen in quest of medical aid I rode past the village hoping yet tosee it the abode of many followers of Christ not knowing that I wasnever to see it more  At that time Chickka was still a heathen  He wasthen between forty and fifty years of age a greyheaded resoluteselfcontrolled looking manAt the missionhouse of Goobbe we knew Chickka well  He was oftenpresent at our family prayer but gave no signs of any religiousconviction and I cannot remember that he ever expressed moredisapproval of idolatry than many did who to this day have continued intheir heathenism  Certainly I had no idea of the processes throughwhich the mind of the washer man had passed  It would have been hard toconceive that one so ignorant and so simple had as a boy all untaughtseen as clearly the vanity of idols as wellinstructed men could do andhad in his own simple way taken practical and striking steps to convinceothers of the justice of his viewsIn the lifelike narrative of Mr Hodsonwhere every touch is that ofone who has lived among the people till their sayings and their doingstheir surrounding scenes and modes of thought are all familiarthereader will find a very curious light upon the processes of thoughtwhich in the deepest night of paganism may be passing in the mind of alabourers lad who knows not a letter  We may feel assured that similarlights are shining in the darkest places now and that millions of youngminds are being prepared as was the mind of Chickka to turn from dumbidols to serve the living and the true God  Even were the incidentsdetailed in the following pages those only of the life of a single boythey would be of great interest  But it is not as incidents that giveinterest to the story of an inward change of one mind or of the outwardwindings of one life but as a sign of what is going on in multitudesand as a foretoken of the changes that are to come that the highestinterest attaches to such scenes as that of Chickka breaking theserpentgods turning the swordgods into ploughshares refusing to bowto the idol or speaking lightly of the great god of the vicinity whenhis car was burned  Even the procession which in all forms ofidolatry from that of India to that of Rome forms an importantinstrument of public impression failed to command the feelings ofChickka  How many men in countries where weeping Madonnas are exhibitedhave been tormented with the same curiosity which seized Chickka onseeing the tears streaming down the cheeks of Mari the goddess ofdiseases  But seldom have courage and opportunity combined to carry theinquirer to a conclusion so decisive as that which rewarded the researchof the poor washermans son  I seem now as if I could trace the boy inthe struggling grey of the morning down the gentle slope till hereached the tank found the spot where the idol had been cast into itand daring to break its head laid bare all the mystery of the tearsThat too was a step preparing him for the great change when he was toturn to One who is not the work of mens hands but is the Maker of themighty and the weak  And the same influences which prepared Chickkaand which eventually changed him into Daniel are now at work in Irepeat it millions of minds where the influences are as much unseenand unsuspected as were at the time those of which the reader will findthe account so strikingGood Edward Hardey whose words were the first that were sent home tothe heart of the washerman with the power that quickens dry corns intosprouting seeds and good Matthew Trevan Male who baptized him as thefirstfruits,21
+Produced by Nick Hodson of London EnglandThe Young VoyageursBoy Hunters in the North by Captain Mayne Reid________________________________________________________________________The heroes are the three boys whom we met in The Boy Hunters wherethey were off on a search for a white buffalo which their father hadrequested  Now however their father has died and the only relativethey have is an uncle who works for the Hudsons Bay Company in thevery north of Canada  The uncle sends for them and sends his own sonto guide them over the Canadian part of the journeyThis is the story of their journey from their original home in the southof the USA many thousands of miles to be with their uncle  At thetime the only way they could do this journey was by their own effortsby canoe on foot and after the onset of winter by sledge or ifthey could get one by dogtrainThe canoe and much of their clothes food and equipment is lost in amajor rapid so they are very much thrown on their own ingenuity andwoodcraft  One of the boys has a major interest in natural history andwe hear from him all about the various animals and birds encounteredThis is far from being a bore as the author has taken care to make itinterestingThis is a very enjoyable book even though it is over 150 years since itwas written________________________________________________________________________THE YOUNG VOYAGEURSBOY HUNTERS IN THE NORTH BY CAPTAIN MAYNE REIDCHAPTER ONETHE FUR COUNTRIESBoy reader you have heard of the Hudsons Bay Company  Ten to one youhave worn a piece of fur which it has provided for you if not yourpretty little sister hasin her muff or her boa or as a trimming forher winter dress  Would you like to know something of the countrywhence come these fursof the animals whose backs have been strippedto obtain them  As I feel certain that you and I are old friends Imake bold to answer for youyes  Come then let us journey togetherto the Fur Countries let us cross them from south to northA vast journey it will be  It will cost us many thousand miles oftravel  We shall find neither railwaytrain nor steamboat norstagecoach to carry us on our way  We shall not even have the help ofa horse  For us no hotel shall spread its luxurious board no roadsideinn shall hang out its inviting sign and clean beds no roof of anykind shall offer us its hospitable shelter  Our table shall be a rocka log or the earth itself our lodging a tent and our bed the skin ofa wild beast  Such are the best accommodations we can expect upon ourjourney  Are you still ready to undertake it  Does the prospect notdeter youNoI hear you exclaim  I shall be satisfied with the tablewhat careI for mahogany  With the lodgingI can tent like an Arab  With thebedfling feathers to the windEnough brave boy you shall go with me to the wild regions of theNorthwest to the far fur countries of America  But firsta wordabout the land through which we are going to travelTake down your Atlas  Bend your eye upon the map of North AmericaNote two large islandsone upon the right side Newfoundland anotherupon the left Vancouver  Draw a line from one to the other it willnearly bisect the continent  North of that line you behold a vastterritory  How vast  You may take your scissors and clip fiftyEnglands out of it  There are lakes there in which you might _drown_England or make an island of it  Now you may form some idea of thevastness of that region known as the fur countriesWill you believe me when I tell you that all this immense tract is awildernessa howling wilderness if you like a poetical name  It iseven so  From north to south from ocean to oceanthroughout all thatvast domain there is neither town nor villagehardly anything that canbe dignified with the name of settlement  The only signs ofcivilisation to be seen are the forts or trading posts of theHudsons Bay Company and these signs are few and farhundreds ofmilesbetween  For inhabitants the country has less than ten thousandwhite men the _employes_ of the Company and its native people areIndians of many tribes living far apart few in numbers subsisting bythe chase and half starving for at least a third part of every yearIn truth the territory can hardly be called inhabited  There is nota man to every ten miles and in many parts of it you may travelhundreds of miles without seeing a face red white or blackThe physical aspect is therefore entirely wild  It is very differentin different parts of the territory  One tract is peculiar  It hasbeen long known as the Barren Grounds  It is a tract of vast extentIt lies northwest from the shores of Hudsons Bay extending nearly tothe Mackenzie River  Its rocks are _primitive_  It is a land of hillsand valleysof deep dark lakes and sharprunning streams  It is awoodless region  No timber is found there that deserves the name  Notrees but glandular dwarf birches willows and black spruce small andstunted  Even these only grow in isolated valleys  More generally thesurface is covered with coarse sandthe _debris_ of granite orquartzrockupon which no vegetable save the lichen or the moss canfind life and nourishment  In one respect these Barren Grounds areunlike the deserts of Africa they are well watered  In almost everyvalley there is a lake and though many of these are landlocked yet dothey contain fish of several species  Sometimes these lakes communicatewith each other by means of rapid and turbulent streams passing throughnarrow gorges and lines of those connected lakes form the great riversof the districtSuch is a large portion of the Hudsons Bay territory  Most of theextensive peninsula of Labrador partakes of a similar character andthere are,2
+Produced by Markus Brenner and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet                          Frau Pauline Brater                    Lebensbild einer deutschen Frau                                  Von                             Agnes Sapper                          Mit zwei Bildnissen                    Illustration C H Beck logo           C H Becksche Verlagsbuchhandlung _Oskar Beck_                            _München_ 1908              C H Becksche Buchdruckerei in NördlingenIllustration Pauline BraterVorwortWer ist Frau Brater oder wer war sieWarum sollen wir uns für sie interessieren Ist sie eine Künstlerineine Gelehrte eine Wohltäterin für die Menschheit gewesen Hat sie aufirgend einem Gebiet Hervorragendes geleistet und sich in der Welt einenNamen gemachtDiese so berechtigten Fragen haben mir viele Bedenken verursacht dennsie müssen alle verneint werden Frau Brater ist nie in dieÖffentlichkeit getreten sie war nichts weiter als eine deutsche FrauWer sie nicht persönlich kannte weiß nichts von ihr Aber das ist ebender Punkt _wer_ sie persönlich kannte der hatte einen tiefen Eindruckvon ihrer Eigenart der empfing von ihr was er gerade bedurfte dennsie konnte vieles geben Klarheit in schwierigen LebensfragenErheiterung in bedrückter Stimmung Aufrüttelung der EnergielosigkeitWahrheit im Scheinwesen Hinweisung zum GöttlichenSollten von diesen vielseitigen Wirkungen nicht auch jetzt noch welcheausgehen wenn wir im Geist mit dieser Frau verkehren Gewiß wenn esgelingen würde ihr Leben und Wesen recht lebendig zu schildern somüßten wir in dieser Darstellung etwas von dem Reiz empfinden den ihrpersönlicher Umgang gewährteDas ist der Gedanke der mich trieb ihr Lebensbild zu zeichnen Und mitihrem Bild zugleich wird ein anderes auftauchen das Karl Braters desedlen Vorkämpfers für die deutsche Einheit von dem Professor RobertPiloty in einer eben erschienenen Schrift sagt Offenen und ehrlichenKampf für Staat Recht und Freiheit hat er zeitlebens geführt seinAndenken wird stets verbunden sein mit den Erinnerungen an Bayernsschwerste Zeiten in denen er mit energischem Willen und klarem Verstandauf der Seite der guten Sache beharrte und kämpfteWenn meine Feder nicht zu ungeschickt ist zu schildern was mich selbstwährend es an meinem Geist vorüberzog tief bewegte so könnte sichdurch dieses Buch das Wort bewahrheiten das nach Frau Braters Tod übersie gesprochen wurde An solchen geisteskräftigen Persönlichkeitenerhält das sittliche Streben neuen Schwung und Antrieb sie wirken nachauch wenn sie längst nicht mehr in unserer Mitte sind_Würzburg_ im Sommer 1908                                              Die VerfasserinInhaltsverzeichnis                                                                 Seite_Erster Teil_ MädchenjahreVorwort                                                            IIIInhalt                                                               V1 Kapitel 18271835 Das achte Kind Pfaff und RückertDamajanti Drei Ehen Aurora Horoskop Wesen der ElternDie vier Pfaffsbuben Heimatboden Kalte Winter Eingangdurchs Fenster Anne Gespensterfurcht Preisarbeit PfaffsKrankheit und Tod                                                    32 Kapitel 18351849 Schulzeit Die Familie BraterErwachender Ordnungssinn Geselligkeit SparsameVerhältnisse Gedicht über Freundschaft Da und dort zurAushilfe Astronomisches Narkose Braters äußereErscheinung und sein Wesen Nördlinger Plan                         213 Kapitel 18491850 Geschwisterhaushalt Karl Brater aufder Bleiche Verlobung Briefe der beiden Mütter EinesVetters Bedenken Besuch der Braut in Erlangen Briefe ausder Brautzeit Proklamation Hochzeit und Abschied                  38_Zweiter Teil_ Gattin und Mutter4 Kapitel 18501851 Einzug in Nördlingen EhelichesVerhältnis Erste Einträge in der Familienchronik In derRosenlaube und in der Amtsstube Herr von WeldenAmtsniederlegung Frau Pfaffs Bericht über die Bleiche AmSchreibtisch Die geborgte Wiege,22
+Produced by Nick Hodson of London EnglandDiary in AmericaSeries One by Captain Marryat________________________________________________________________________In the late 1830s Captain Marryat already a famous literary figure inNorth America visited the United States and Canada writing hisobservations in two Series of volumes each containing three booksThese were published in Britain as the six books but were published inAmerica as two books with small print and thin paper thus enabling theDiary to be published as two books only It is from first editions ofthe American version that we have worked though we do possess three ofthe British first edition of six volumesWhile some of the observations are trivial and some even possiblymisleading there is a great deal of useful fact in these books makingthem well worth looking at  There are some tables that may notreproduce well in the PDA version of these booksMarryat used his knowledge of America to write a novel based in themore southerly part especially California and Texas________________________________________________________________________DIARY IN AMERICASERIES ONE BY CAPTAIN MARRYATVolume the FirstIntroductionAfter many years of travel during which I had seen men under almostevery variety of government religion and climate I looked round todiscover if there were not still new combinations under which humannature was to be investigated  I had traversed the old country untilsatisfied if not satiated and I had sailed many a weary thousand milesfrom west to east and from north to south until people manners andcustoms were looked upon by me with indifferenceThe press was constantly pouring out works upon the new world socontradictory to each other and pronounced so unjust by the Americansthat my curiosity was excited  It appeared strange to me thattravellers whose works showed evident marks of talent should view thesame people through such very different mediums and that theirgleanings should generally speaking be of such meagre materials  Wasthere so little to be remarked about America its government itsinstitutions and the effect which these had upon the people that thepages of so many writers upon that country should be filled up with howthe Americans dined or drank wine and what description of spoons andforks were used at table  Either the Americans remained purely andunchangedly English as when they left their fatherland or thequestion required more investigation and deeper research than travellersin their hasty movements have been able to bestow upon it  Whether Ishould be capable of throwing any new light upon the subject I knewnot but at all events I made up my mind that I would visit the countryand judge for myselfOn my first arrival I perceived little difference between the city ofNew York and one of our principal provincial towns and for its peoplenot half so much as between the people of Devonshire or Cornwall andthose of Middlesex  I had been two or three weeks in that city and Isaid There is certainly not much to write about nor much more thanwhat has already been continually repeated  No wonder that those whopreceded me have indulged in puerilities to swell out their books  Butin a short time I altered my opinion even at New York the Englishappearance of the people gradually wore away my perception of characterbecame more keen my observance consequently more nice and close and Ifound that there was a great deal to reflect upon and investigate andthat America and the American people were indeed an enigma and I was nolonger surprised at the incongruities which were to be detected in thoseworks which had attempted to describe the country  I do not assert thatI shall myself succeed when so many have failed but at any rate thisI am certain of my remarks will be based upon a more sure foundationan analysis of human natureThere are many causes why those who have written upon America havefallen into error they have represented the Americans as a nation nowthey are not yet nor will they for many years be in the true sense ofthe word a nationthey are a mass of many people cemented together toa certain degree by a general form of government but they are in astate of transition and what may at first appear strange noamalgamation as has yet taken place the puritan of the east the Dutchdescent of the middle states the cavalier of the south are nearly asmarked and distinct now as at the first occupation of the countrysoftened down indeed but still distinct  Not only are the populationsof the various states distinct but even those of the cities and it ishardly possible to make a remark which may be considered as general to acountry where the varieties of soil and of climate are so extensiveEven on that point upon which you might most safely venture togeneralise namely the effect of a democratical form of government uponthe mass your observations must be taken with some exceptions arisingfrom the climate manners and customs and the means of livelihood sodiffering in this extended countryIndeed the habit in which travellers indulge of repeating facts whichhave taken place of having taken place in America has perhapsunintentionally on their part very much misled the English reader  Itwould hardly be considered fair if the wilder parts of Ireland and thedisgraceful acts which are committed there were represented ascharacteristic of England or the British empire yet between London andConnaught there is less difference than between the most civilised andintellectual portion of America such as Boston and Philadelphia andthe wild regions and wilder inhabitants of the west of the Mississippiand Arkansas where reckless beings compose a scattered populationresiding too far for the law to reach or where if it could reach thepower of the government would prove much too weak to enforce obedienceto it  To do justice to all parties America should be examined andportrayed piecemeal every state separately for every state isdifferent running down the scale from refinement to a state ofbarbarism almost unprecedented but each presenting matter forinvestigation and research and curious examples of cause and effectMany of those who have preceded me have not been able to devotesufficient time,60
+Produced by Tapio RiikonenLUUTNANTTI JERGUNOVIN JUTTUKertonutIvan TurgenjevSuomennosHelsingissäSuomalaisen Kirjallisuuden Seuran kirjapainossa1879IMuutamana iltana kertoi taas luutnantti Jergunov meille juttunsaeräästä elämänsä kohtauksesta Hänellä oli tapana sillä huvittaa meitäsäännöllisesti kerta kuukaudessa ja me kuuntelimme häntä joka kertauudella mieltymyksellä vaikka me melkein tunsimme jutun kaikkierityisseikat ulkoa Nämä erityisseikat olivat niin sanoaksemmeikäänkuin sienet puukannon ympärille vähitellen kasvaneet kertomuksenalkuperäisen rungon ympäri Koko hänen kertomistapansa oli meillesiksi hyvin tuttu ettei meidän ollut ollenkaan vaikeata täyttää niitäpaikkoja mitkä hän unhotti tahi jätti pois Vaan oli miten oliluutnantti on nyt kuollut eikä löydy ketään jäljellä joka kertoisihänen juttunsa siitä syystä olemme päättäneet saattaa sen yleisöntietoonSe minkä luutnantti kertoi itselleen tapahtuneen oli tapahtunut hänennuoruudessaan noin neljäkymmentä vuotta takaperin Hänen tapansa olisanoa itsestään että hän siihen aikaan oli sievä ja kaunis nuori miesposket kuin maitoa ja verta huulet ruusunpunaiset tukka kihara jasilmät terävät kuin haukan silmät Me luotimme hänen sanaansa vaikkatästä kaikesta nyt ei enää näkynyt mitään Hänen ulkonäkönsä oli meistäennemmin hyvin tavallinen hänen kasvonsa olivat jokapäiväiset jauneliaat hänen vartalonsa ruma ja kömpelöinen kuitenkaan emme saaunohtaa ettei mikään kauneus kestä kovin kauan Muuten löytyi vieläsomuuden jäännöksiä luutnantissa jäljellä Vielä vanhoilla päivilläänkävi hän puettuna jalkahihnoilla varustettuihin hyvin ahtaisinpinkkahousuihin puristi kureliivillä paksua vartaloansa kiharoitsihiuksiansa ja mustasi viiksiänsä persialaisella voiteella jokakuitenkin enemmän vivahti punaiseen ja viheriäiseen kuin mustaanYlipäänsä oli luutnantti hyvin kunnianarvoinen aatelismies vaikka hänwhistipelissä mielellään vilkasi pienillä harmailla silmilläänvieressään istujan korttiin jota hän kuitenkin vähemmin tekivoitonhimosta kuin tarkkuudesta taloudellisissa asioissa sillähänelle ei ollut mieleen tarpeettomasti kadottaa rahoja  Olkoonkuitenkin kylliksi puhuttu luutnantin persoonasta käykäämme hänenkertomukseensaOlipahan kevätaikaan silloin vielä aivan uudessa Nikolajevinkaupungissa Dnjeprjoen suulla Herra Jergunovin joka arvoltaan olilaivaston luutnantti oli hallitus lähettänyt sinne uskoen hänelletärkeän toimen Koska häntä pidettiin ymmärtäväisenä ja luotettavanaupseerina oli hän saanut toimekseen johtaa tärkeitä vesirakennustöitäja usein sai hän vastaanottaa melkoisia rahasummia joita hän suuremmanvarmuuden vuoksi kantoi nahkavyöhön ommeltuina vyötäsillään LuutnanttiJergunov olikin vaikka nuori hyvin ymmärtäväinen ja vakavakäytöksessään hän karttoi huolellisesti jokaista sopimatonta tekoa eisiihen aikaan koskaan kosketellut kortteja ei koskaan juonut viiniä javieläpä vältti kaikkia seurojakin niin että hän sävyisemmiltäkumppaneiltaan oli saanut haukkumanimen nuori neiti kun hurjemmatniiden joukossa antoivat hänelle liikanimen yömyssyLuutnantissa oli yksi ainoa heikkous hänen sydämensä oli kovinherkkätuntoinen kauniin sukupuolen sulouden suhteen mutta yksintässäkin asiassa saattoi hän hillitä himon kuohua ja karttoi viisaastimitä hän itse olisi nimittänyt heikkoudelle vallan antamiseksiVarhain nousi hän aamusilla pani aikaisin iltasilla maata täyttitarkalleen tehtävänsä eikä suonut itselleen mitään muuta huvitustakuin pitkän kävelyn jonka hän joka ilta teki Nikolajevin kaukaisempiinkaupunginosiin Hän ei koskaan lukenut kirjoja koska pelkäsi verennousevan päähän ja hänen täytyikin joka kevät vastustaa tätä verevyyttäkaikenlaisilla keitteillä Joka ilta riisuttuaan univormunsa ja mitähuolellisimmasti sitä korjattuaan omalla kädellään läksi luutnanttimmekävelemään etukaupunkien hedelmäpuutarhoihin päin ja astelimääräkkäillä askelilla pitkin niiden pitkiä puuaitoja Hän seisattuiusein ihmetteli kaunista luontoa poimi kukan muistoksi ja tunsisilloin jonkunlaisen tyytyväisyyden vaan todellisen nautinnon tunsihän jos häntä vastaan tuli joku pieni Cupido rakkauden jumalaso joku sievä porvarintyttö joku niin sanottu sydämen lämmittäjähartioilla ruudukas huivi päässä ja pieni paketti kainalossa kepeinaskelin riensi kotiin päin Koska hän oman lauseensa mukaan kyllä oliluonteeltaan helposti liikutettu vaan kuitenkin kaino niin eiluutnantti koskaan puhutellut pientä Cupidoa mutta joka kerran hänhymyili ystävällisesti hänelle ja seurasi häntä kauan lempein katseinsen perästä päästi hän syvän huokauksen palasi kamariinsa samallajuhlallisella käynnillä istuutui ikkunan viereen taipui noin puoleksitunniksi mietteisinsä ja poltti sillaikaa ajattelevaisena suurestamerenvaahtopiipusta kauhean väkevää tupakkaa jota hänen kumminsaeräs saksalainen polisivirkamies oli hänelle lahjoittanutNiin kului päivät ilman surutta ilman ilottaMutta muutamana iltana kun luutnantti palasi kotia kolkonautiotakujakatua kuuli hän äkkiä takanansa kiirehtiviä askeleita ja epäselväänyyhkytysten keskeyttämää puhetta Hän kääntyi katsomaan ja huomasinuoren tytön noin kahdenkymmenen vuoden iässä jonka erinomaisensuloiset kasvot olivat aivan kyynelten vallassa Yhtä suuri kuinodottamaton onnettomuus näkyi kohdanneen häntä Hän juoksi hänhoiperteli hän puheli itsekseen ja heitteli käsiään huokaillen Hänenvalkoiset hiuksensa olivat hajallansa ja hänen kaulaliinansa  siihenaikaan ei tiedetty mantiljista eikä burnusista  oli soljunut alashänen hartioiltaan ja sitä piti kiinni nuppineula  Nuori tyttö olipuettu kuin nainen korkeammista säädyistä ei kuin tavallinenporvarintyttöJergunov astui syrjään Hänessä joka aina pelkäsi tekevänsä itsensäjonkun heikkouden alaiseksi pääsi nyt joku sääliväisyyden tunnevoitolle Kun tyttö oli aivan lähellä häntä nosti hän kohteliaastikolme sormea lakkinsa lipulle ja kysyi häneltä syytä hänen murheesensa Voinko minä upseerina olla teille miksikään avuksi kysyi hänpitäen kättään lyhyen miekkansa päälläNuori tyttö seisahtui ja ensi hetkessä näytti siltä luin hän ei olisiymmärtänyt luutnantin tarjoumusta vaan kohta ja ikäänkuin ihastuneenasiitä että sai purkaa sydämensä alkoi hän puhua hyvin pikaan jajokseenkin huonolla venäjänkielellä  Jumalan armeliaisuuden tähdenherra upseeri alkoi hän ja samassa tulvasi hänen kyyneleensä taas javierivät pisaroittain hänen pyöreitä terveitä poskiaan alas Se onkauheata hirmuista Jumala ties mitä minun pitää tekemän Me olemmepaljaiksi ryöstetyt Herran armeliaisuuden tähden  kyökkipiika onvienyt kaikki tyyni  teekannun lippaan vaatteet  vietäpävaatteet sukat ja pyykkivaatteet niin ja tätini työpussinPienessä rasiassa siinä oli kahdenkymmenenviiden ruplan seteli ja kaksiuusihopeista lusikkaa  ja turkin sitten vielä  ja kaikki kaikkityyni Minä sanoin sen polisikomisariukselle ja mitä hän minullevastasi  Pötkikää tiehenne minä en teitä usko minä en tahdo enäämitään kuulla te kuulutte samaan matkueesen  Uudestaan huusin minähänelle armoa  turkki  ja hän vastasi uudestaan ulos minä entahdo enempää kuulla  ja polki jalkaa Mikä häväistys herraupseerini Ulos heti  ja minne hän sitte tahtoi että minämenisinNuori tyttö purskahti taas itkuun ja aivan mieletönnä pani hän kasvonsaluutnantin käsivartta vasten Tämä myöskin puolestaan vähänhämmästyksissä ei virkkanut muuta kuin sanoi vaan liikkumattaMalttakaa nyt mielenne eikä voinut kääntää silmiänsä nuoren tytönkaulasta jota kova itku oikein järisyttiSallikaa neitini minä saatan teidät kotiin sanoi hän viimeinkädellään kepeästi kosketellen hänen olkapäätään  tässä  kadulla sen ymmärrätte kyllä  on se mahdotonta Sitten teidän pitääkertoa minulle huolenne ja todellisena sotamiehenä en ole katsovavaivojani voidakseniNuori tyttö nosti päätään ja näytti nyt vasta oikein käsittävänolevansa niin sanoaksemme nuoren miehen parmoilla Hän punastuikäänsi kasvonsa pois ja poistui muutamia askeleita yhä vielä itkeänyyhkyttäen Luutnantti uudisti tarjoomuksensa Nuori tyttö loi häneenkatseen pitkien valkoisten kyynelten kastamain kiharainsa lävitsejotka olivat vierineet hänen silmilleen tässä paikassa kertomuksessaanei Jergunov koskaan jättänyt sanomatta että tämä katse oli lävistänythänen kuin tikari koettipa muutaman kerran kuvatakin meille tämänotti sitten kiinni käsivarresta jonka ritarillinen luutnantti tarjosihänelle ja kulki eteenpäin tämän kanssa sille taholle jossa hän sanoiasuntonsa olevanJergunovilla oli hyvin harvoin ollut tilaisuutta seurustella naistenkanssa eikä alussa tiennyt ollenkaan miten hänen piti aloittaapuhetta Hänen seurakumppalinsa päästi hänet kuitenkin,39
+Produced by Stephen Hope Joseph Cooper and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetTranscribers Note Minor typographical errors have been correctedwithout note Dialect spellings contractions and discrepancies havebeen retained                      Books by Rudyard KiplingActions and Reactions                  Light That Failed TheBrushwood Boy The                     Many InventionsCaptains Courageous                    Naulahka The With WolcottCollected Verse                          BalestierDays Work The                        Plain Tales from the HillsDepartmental Ditties and               Puck of Pooks Hill  Ballads and BarrackRoom Ballads     Rewards and FairiesDiversity of Creatures A              Sea WarfareEyes of Asia The                      Seven Seas TheFive Nations The                      Soldier StoriesFrance at War                          Soldiers Three The StoryFrom Sea to Sea                          of the Gadsbys and InHistory of England A                    Black and WhiteJungle Book The                       Song of the English AJungle Book Second                    Songs From BooksJust So Song Book                      Stalky  CoJust So Stories                        TheyKim                                    Traffics and DiscoveriesKipling Stories and Poems              Under the Deodars The  Every Child Should Know              Phantom Rickshaw andKipling Birthday Book The             Wee Willie WinkieLifes Handicap Being Stories         With the Night Mail  of Mine Own PeopleTHE EYES OF ASIAByRUDYARD KIPLINGGARDEN CITY    NEW YORKDOUBLEDAY PAGE  COMPANY1918Copyright 1917 1918 byRUDYARD KIPLINGCONTENTS                                         PAGEA RETIRED GENTLEMAN                         1THE FUMES OF THE HEART                     23THE PRIVATE ACCOUNT                        47A TROOPER OF HORSE                         75A RETIRED GENTLEMAN_From Bishen Singh Saktawut Subedar Major 215th Indurgurh ToddsRajputs now at Lyndhurst Hampshire England this letter is sent toMadhu Singh Sawant Risaldar Major retired 146th Dublana Horse onhis fief which he holds under the Thakore Sahib of Pech at Bukani bythe River near Chiturkaira Kotah Rajputana written in the fifthmonth of the year 1916 English count_Having experienced five months of this war I became infected withfever and a strong coldness of the stomach rupture The doctorordered me out of it altogether They have also cut me with knives fora wound on my leg It is now healed but the strength is gone and it isvery frightened of the ground I have been in many hospitals for a longtime At this present I am living in a hospital for Indian troops in aforestreservation called New which was established by a Kingsorder in ages past There is no order for my return to India I do notdesire it My Regiment has now gone out of Franceto Egypt or AfricaMy officer Sahibs are for the most part dead or in hospitals During arailway journey when two people sit side by side for two hours onefeels the absence of the other when he alights How great then was myanguish at being severed from my Regiment after thirtythree yearsNow however I am finished If I return to India I cannot drill thenew men between my two crutches I should subsist in my village on mywoundpension,0
+Produced by David WidgerWHO WAS SHEBy Bayard TaylorFrom The Atlantic Monthly for September 1874Come now there may as well be an end of this Every time I meet youreyes squarely I detect the question just slipping out of them Ifyou had spoken it or even boldly looked it if you had shown in yourmotions the least sign of a fussy or fidgety concern on my account ifthis were not the evening of my birthday and you the only friend whoremembered it if confession were not good for the soul though harderthan sin to some people of whom I am onewell if all reasons were notat this instant converged into a focus and burning me rather violentlyin that region where the seat of emotion is supposed to lie I shouldkeep my trouble to myselfYes I have fifty times had it on my mind to tell you the whole storyBut who can be certain that his best friend will not smileor whatis worse cherish a kind of charitable pity ever afterwardwhenthe external forms of a very serious kind of passion seem trivialfantastic foolish And the worst of all is that the heroic part which Iimagined I was playing proves to have been almost the reverse Theonly comfort which I can find in my humiliation is that I am capable offeeling it There isnt a bit of a paradox in this as you will seebut I only mention it now to prepare you for maybe a little morbidsensitiveness of my moral nervesThe documents are all in this portfolio under my elbow I had just readthem again completely through when you were announced You may examinethem as you like afterward for the present fill your glass takeanother Cabana and keep silent until my ghastly tale has reached itsmost lamentable conclusionThe beginning of it was at Wampsocket Springs three years ago lastsummer I suppose most unmarried men who have reached or passed theage of thirtyand I was then thirtythreeexperience a milder returnof their adolescent warmth a kind of fainter second spring sincethe first has not fulfilled its promise Of course I wasnt clearlyconscious of this at the time who is But I had had my youthful passionand my tragic disappointment as you know I had looked far enough intowhat Thackeray used to call the cryptic mysteries to save me from theScylla of dissipation and yet preserved enough of natural nature tokeep me out of the Pharisaic Charybdis My devotion to my legal studieshad already brought me a mild distinction the paternal legacy was agood nestegg for the incubation of wealthin short I was a fairrespectable party desirable to the humbler mammas and not to bedespised by the haughty exclusivesThe fashionable hotel at the Springs holds three hundred and it waspacked I had meant to lounge there for a fortnight and then finish myholidays at Long Branch but eighty at least out of the three hundredwere young and moved lightly in muslin With my years and experienceI felt so safe that to walk talk or dance with them became simply aluxury such as I had neverat least so freelypossessed before Myname and standing known to some families were agreeably exaggerated tothe others and I enjoyed that supreme satisfaction which a man alwaysfeels when he discovers or imagines that he is popular in societyThere is a kind of premonitory apology implied in my saying this I amaware You must remember that I am culprit and culprits counsel atthe same timeYou have never been at Wampsocket Well the hills sweep around ina crescent on the northern side and four or five radiating glensdescending from them unite just above the village The central oneleading to a waterfall called Minnehehe by the irreverent youngpeople because there is so little of it is the fashionable driveand promenade but the second ravine on the left steep crooked andcumbered with bowlders which have tumbled from somewhere and lodged inthe most extraordinary groupings became my favorite walk of a morningThere was a footpath in it welltrodden at first but gradually fadingout as it became more like a ladder than a path and I soon discoveredthat no other city feet than mine were likely to scale a certain roughslope which seemed the end of the ravine With the aid of the toughlaurelstems I climbed to the top passed through a cleft as narrow as adoorway and presently found myself in a little upper dell as wild andsweet and strange as one of the pictures that haunts us on the brink ofsleepThere was a pondno rather a bowlof water in the centre hardlytwenty yards across yet the sky in it was so pure and far down thatthe circle of rocks and summer foliage inclosing it seemed like a littleplanetary ring floating off alone through space I cant explain thecharm of the spot nor the selfishness which instantly suggested thatI should keep the discovery to myself Ten years earlier I should havelooked around for some fair spirit to be my minister but nowOne forenoonI think it was the third or fourth time I had visited theplaceI was startled to find the dent of a heel in the earth halfwayup the slope There had been rain during the night and the earth wasstill moist and soft It was the mark of a womans boot only to bedistinguished from that of a walkingstick by its semicircular form Alittle higher I found the outline of a foot not so small as to awakean ecstasy but with a suggestion of lightness elasticity and graceIf hands were thrust through holes in a boardfence and nothing of theattached bodies seen I can easily imagine that some would attract andothers repel us with footprints the impression is weaker of coursebut we cannot escape it I am not sure whether I wanted to find theunknown wearer of the boot within my precious personal solitude I wasafraid I should see her while passing through the rocky crevice andyet was disappointed when I found no oneBut on the fiat warm rock overhanging the tarnmy special thronelaysome withering,9
+Produced by David WidgerTHE INMATE OF THE DUNGEONBy W C MorrowCopyright 1894 by J B Lippincott  CoAfter the Board of State Prison Directors sitting in session at theprison had heard and disposed of the complaints and petitions of anumber of convicts the warden announced that all who wished to appearhad been heard Thereupon a certain uneasy and apprehensive expressionwhich all along had sat upon the faces of the directors became visiblydeeper The chairmannervous energetic abrupt incisive manglancedat a slip of paper in his hand and said to the wardenSend a guard for convict No14208The warden started and become slightly pale Somewhat confused hehaltingly replied Why he has expressed no desire to appear beforeyouNevertheless you will send for him at once responded the chairmanThe warden bowed stiffly and directed a guard to produce the convictThen turning to the chairman he saidI am ignorant of your purpose in summoning this man but of course Ihave no objection I desire however to make a statement concerning himbefore he appearsWhen we shall have called for a statement from you boldly respondedthe chairman you may make oneThe warden sank back into his seat He was a tall finelooking manwellbred and intelligent and had a kindly face Though ordinarilycool courageous and selfpossessed he was unable to conceal a strongemotion which looked much like fear A heavy silence fell upon the roomdisturbed only by the official stenographer who was sharpening hispencils A stray beam of light from the westering sun slipped into theroom between the edge of the windowshade and the sash and fell acrossthe chair reserved for the convict The uneasy eyes of the wardenfinally fell upon this beam and there his glance rested The chairmanwithout addressing any one particularly remarkedThere are ways of learning what occurs in a prison without theassistance of either the wardens or the convictsJust then the guard appeared with the convict who shambled in painfullyand laboriously as with a string he held up from the floor the heavyiron ball which was chained to his ankles He was about fortyfive yearsold Undoubtedly he once had been a man of uncommon physical strengthfor a powerful skeleton showed underneath the sallow skin which coveredhis emaciated frame His sallowness was peculiar and ghastlyIt waspartly that of disease and partly of something worse and it was thissomething that accounted also for his shrunken muscles and manifestfeeblenessThere had been no time to prepare him for presentation to the Board Asa consequence his unstockinged toes showed through his gaping shoesthe dingy suit of prison stripes which covered his gaunt frame wasfrayed and tattered his hair had not been recently cut to the prisonfashion and being rebellious stood out upon his head like bristlesand his beard which like his hair was heavily dashed with gray hadnot been shaved for weeks These incidents of his appearance combinedwith a very peculiar expression of his face to make an extraordinarypicture It is difficult to describe this almost unearthly expressionWith a certain suppressed ferocity it combined an inflexibility ofpurpose that sat like an iron mask upon him His eyes were hungry andeager they were the living part of him and they shone luminousfrom beneath shaggy brows His forehead was massive his head of fineproportions his jaw square and strong and his thin high nose showedtraces of an ancestry that must have made a mark in some corner of theworld at some time in history He was prematurely old this was seenin his gray hair and in the uncommonly deep wrinkles which lined hisforehead and the corners of his eyes and of his mouthUpon stumbling weakly into the room faint with the labor of walking andof carrying the iron ball he looked around eagerly like a beardriven to his haunches by the hounds His glance passed so rapidly andunintelligently from one face to another that he could not have hadtime to form a conception of the persons present until his swift eyesencountered the face of the warden Instantly they flashed he cranedhis neck forward his lips opened and became blue the wrinkles deepenedabout his mouth and eyes his form grew rigid and his breathingstopped This sinister and terrible attitudeall the more so becausehe was wholly unconscious of itwas disturbed only when the chairmansharply commanded Take that seatThe convict started as though he had been struck and turned his eyesupon the chairman He drew a deep inspiration which wheezed and rattledas it passed into his chest An expression of excruciating pain sweptover his face He dropped the ball which struck the floor with a loudsound and his long bony fingers tore at the striped shirt over hisbreast A groan escaped him and he would have sunk to the floor had notthe guard caught him and held him upright In a moment it was over andthen collapsing with exhaustion he sank into the chair There he satconscious and intelligent but slouching disorganized and indifferentThe chairman turned sharply to the guardWhy did you manacle this man he demanded when he is evidently soweak and when none of the others were manacledWhy sir stammered the guard surely you know who this man is he isthe most dangerous and desperateWe know all about that Remove his manaclesThe guard obeyed The chairman turned to the convict and in a kindlymanner said Do you know who we areThe convict got himself together a little and looked steadily at thechairman No he replied after a pause His manner was direct and hisvoice was deep though hoarseWe are the State Prison Directors We have heard of your case and wewant you to tell us the whole truth about itThe convicts mind worked slowly and it was some time before he couldcomprehend the explanation and request When he had accomplished thattask he said very slowly I suppose you want me to make a complaintsirYesif you have any to makeThe convict was getting himself in hand He straightened and gazedat the chairman with a peculiar intensity Then firmly and clearly heanswered Ive no complaint to makeThe two men sat looking at each other in,26
+Produced by Louise Hope Greg Weeks and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet  Transcribers Note  This story was published in _Analog_ February 1963 Extensive  research did not uncover any evidence that the US copyright  on this publication was renewedWith No Strings Attached  A man will always be willing to buy something he wants  and believes in even if it is impossible  rather than something he believes is impossible So   sell him what he thinks he wantsDavid GordonIllustrated by Schelling  IllustrationThe United States Submarine _Ambitious Brill_ slid smoothly into herberth in the Brooklyn Navy Yard after far too many weeks at sea asfar as her crew were concerned After all the necessary preliminarieshad been waded through the majority of that happy crew went ashore toenjoy a wellearned and longanticipated leave in the depths of thebrickandglass canyons of GomorrahontheHudsonThe trip had been uneventful in so far as nothing really dangerousor exciting had happened Nothing indeed that could even be calledoutofthewayexcept that there was more brass aboard than usualand that the entire trip had been made underwater with the exceptionof one surfacing for a careful position check in order to make surethat the ships instruments gave the same position as the stars gaveThey had All was wellThat is not to say that the crew of the _Ambitious Brill_ wereentirely satisfied in their own minds about certain questions that hadbeen puzzling them They werent But they knew better than to askquestions even among themselves And they said nothing whatever whenthey got ashore But even the novices among submarine crews know thatwhile the nuclearpowered subs like _George Washington_ _PatrickHenry_ or _Benjamin Franklin_ are perfectly capable ofcircumnavigating the globe without coming up for air suchperformances are decidedly rare in a presumably Dieselelectric vesselsuch as the USS _Ambitious Brill_ And those few members of thecrew who had seen what went on in the battery room were the mostsecretive and the most puzzled of all They and they alone knew thatsome of the cells of the big battery that drove the ships electricmotors had been removed to make room for a big steelclad box hardlybigger than a foot locker and that the rest of the battery hadntbeen used at allWith no one aboard but the duty watch and no one in the battery roomat all Captain Dean Lacey felt no compunction whatever in saying ashe gazed at the steelclad sealed box What a batteryThe vessels captain Lieutenant Commander Newton Wayne looked upfrom the box into the Pentagon representatives face Yes sir itis His voice sounded as though his brain were trying to catch upwith it and hadnt quite succeeded This certainly puts us well aheadof the RussiansCaptain Lacey returned the look How right you are commander Thismeans we can convert every ship in the Navy in a tenth the time we hadfiguredThen they both looked at the third man a civilianHe nodded complacently And at a tenth the cost gentlemen he saidmildly North American Carbide  Metals can produce these unitscheaply and at a rate that will enable us to convert every ship inthe Navy within the yearCaptain Lacey shot a glance at Lieutenant Commander Wayne All thisis strictly Top Secret you understandYes sir I understand said WayneVery well He looked back at the civilian Are we readyMr ThornAnytime you are captain the civilian saidFine You have your instructions commander Carry onAye aye sir said Lieutenant Commander Wayne                                                                  A little less than an hour later Captain Lacey and Mr Thorn were inthe dining room of one of the most exclusive clubs in New York Mostclubs in New York are labeled as exclusive because they excludecertain people who do not measure up to their standards of wealthA man who makes less than say one hundred thousand dollars a yearwould not even qualify for scrutiny by the Executive Committee Thereis one club in Manhattan which reaches what is probably close to thelimit on that kind of exclusiveness Members must be whiteAngloSaxon Protestant Americans who can trace their ancestry aswhite AngloSaxon Protestant Americans back at least as far as theAmerican Revolution _without exception_ and who are worth at leastten millions and who can show that the fortune came into the familyat least four generations back No others need apply It is said thatthis club is not a very congenial one because the two members hateeach otherThe club in which Lacey and Thorn ate their dinner is not of thatsort It is composed of military and naval officers and certaincivilian career men in the United States Government These men areprofessionals Not one of them would ever resign from governmentservice They are dedicated heart body and soul to the UnitedStates of America The life public and private of every man Jack ofthem is an open book to every other member Of the three living menwho have heldand the one who at present holdsthe title ofPresident of the United States only one was a member of the clubbefore he held that high officeAs an exclusive club they rank well above Englands House of Peersand just a shade below the College of Cardinals of the Roman CatholicChurchCaptain Lacey was a member Mr Richard Thorn was not but he wasamong those few who qualify to be invited as guests The carefullyguarded precincts of the club were among the very few in which thesetwo men could talk openly and at easeAfter the duck came the brandy both men having declined dessert Andover the brandythat ultrarare Five Star Hennessy which isprocurable only by certain people and is believed by many not to existat allCaptain Lacey finally asked the question that had beenbothering him,41
+Produced by Chuck Greif and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetVICENTE BLASCO IBAÑEZMARE NOSTRUMNOVELA95OOO EJEMPLARESPROMETEOGemanías 33VALENCIAPublished in SpainES PROPIEDADReservados todos los derechos de reproducción traduccióny adaptaciónCopyright 1919 by V Blasco IbáñezINDICE     IEl capitán Ulises Ferragut    IIMater Anfitrita   IIIPater Oceanus    IVFreya     VEl Acuario de Nápoles    VILos artificios de Circe   VIIEl pecado de Ferragut  VIIIEl joven Telémaco    IXEl encuentro de Marsella     XEn Barcelona    XIAdiós Voy á morir   XIIAnfitrita AnfitritaMARE NOSTRUMIEL CAPITÁN ULISES FERRAGUTSus primeros amores fueron con una emperatrizEl tenía diez años y la emperatriz seiscientos Su padre don EstebanFerraguttercera cuota del Colegio de Notarios de Valencia admirabalas cosas del pasadoVivía cerca de la catedral y los domingos y fiestas de guardar en vezde seguir á los fieles que acudían á los aparatosos oficios presididospor el cardenalarzobispo se encaminaba con su mujer y su hijo á oírmisa en San Juan del Hospital iglesia pequeña rara vez concurrida enel resto de la semanaEl notario que en su juventud había leído á Wálter Scott experimentabala dulce impresión del que vuelve á su país de origen al ver las paredesque rodean el templo viejas y con almenas La Edad Media era el períodoen que habría querido vivir Y el buen don Esteban pequeño rechoncho ymiope sentía en su interior un alma de héroe nacido demasiado tarde alpisar las seculares losas del templo de los Hospitalarios Las otrasiglesias enormes y ricas le parecían monumentos de insípida vulgaridadcon sus fulguraciones de oro sus escarolados de alabastro y suscolumnas de jaspe Esta la habían levantado los caballeros de San Juanque unidos á los del Temple ayudaron al rey don Jaime en la conquistade ValenciaAl atravesar un pasillo cubierto desde la calle al patio interiorsaludaba á la Virgen de la Reconquista traída por los freires de labelicosa Orden imagen de piedra tosca con colores y oros imprecisossentada en un sitial románico Unos naranjos agrios destacaban su verderamazón sobre los muros de la iglesia ennegrecida sillería perforadapor largos ventanales cegados con tapia De los estribos salientes de surefuerzo surgían en lo más alto monstruosos endriagos de piedracarcomidaEn su nave única quedaba muy poco de este exterior romántico El gustobarroco del siglo XVII había ocultado la bóveda ojival bajo otra demedio punto cubriendo además las paredes con un revoque de yeso Perosobrevivían á la despiadada restauración los retablos medioevales losblasones nobiliarios los sepulcros de los caballeros de San Juan coninscripciones góticas y esto bastaba para mantener despierto elentusiasmo del notarioHabía que añadir además la calidad de los fieles que asistían á susoficios Eran pocos y escogidos siempre los mismos Unos se dejabancaer en su asiento flácidos y gotosos sostenidos por un criado viejo ópor la esposa que iba con pobre mantilla lo mismo que una ama degobierno Otros oían la misa de pie irguiendo su descarnada cabeza quepresentaba un perfil de pájaro de combate cruzando sobre el pecho lasmanos siempre negras enguantadas de lana en el invierno y de hilo en elverano Los nombres de todos ellos los conocía Ferragut por haberlosleído en las _Trovas_ de Mosén Febrer métrico relato en lemosín de loshombres de guerra que vinieron al cerco de Valencia desde AragónCataluña el Sur de Francia Inglaterra y la remota AlemaniaAl terminar la misa los imponentes personajes movían la cabezasaludando á los fieles más cercanos Buenos días Para ellos era comosi acabase de salir el sol las horas de antes no contaban Y elnotario con voz melosa ampliaba su respuesta Buenos días señormarqués Buenos días señor barón Sus relaciones no iban más allápero Ferragut sentía por los nobles personajes la simpatía que sientenlos parroquianos de un establecimiento acostumbrados á mirarse duranteaños con ojos afectuosos pero sin cruzar mas que un saludoSu hijo Ulises se aburría en la iglesia obscura y casi desiertasiguiendo los monótonos incidentes de una misa cantada Los rayos delsol chorros oblicuos de oro que venían de lo alto iluminando espiralesde polvo moscas y polillas le hacían pensar nostálgicamente en lasmanchas verdes de la huerta las manchas blancas de los caseríos lospenachos negros del puerto repleto de vapores y la triple fila deconvexidades azules coronadas de espuma que venían á deshacerse concadencioso estruendo sobre la playa color de bronceCuando dejaban de brillar las capas bordadas de los tres sacerdotes delaltar mayor y aparecía en el púlpito otro sacerdote blanco y negroUlises volvía la vista á una capilla lateral El sermón representabapara él media hora de somnolencia poblada de esfuerzos imaginativos Loprimero que buscaban sus ojos en la capilla de Santa Bárbara era unaarca clavada en la pared á gran altura un sepulcro de madera pintadasin otro adorno que esta inscripción _Aquí yace doña Constanza AugustaEmperatriz de Grecia_El nombre de Grecia tenía el poder de excitar la fantasía del pequeñoTambién su padrino el abogado Labarta poeta laureado no podía repetireste nombre sin que una contracción fervorosa pasase por su barba entrecana y una luz nueva por sus ojos Algunas veces al poder misterioso detal nombre se yuxtaponía un nuevo misterio más obscuro y de angustiosointerés Bizancio Cómo aquella señora augusta soberana de remotospaíses de magnificencia y de ensueño había venido á dejar sus huesos enuna lóbrega capilla de Valencia dentro de un arcón semejante á los queguardaban retazos y cachivaches en los desvanes del notarioUn día después de la misa don Esteban le había contado su historiarápidamente Era hija de Federico II de Suabia un Hohenstaufen unemperador de Alemania pero que estimaba en más su corona de SiciliaHabía llevado en los palacios de Palermoverdaderas _ruzafas_ por susorientales jardinesuna existencia de pagano y de sabio rodeado depoetas y hombres de ciencia judíos mahometanos y cristianos debayaderas de alquimistas y de feroces guardias sarracenos Legisló comolos jurisconsultos de la antigua Roma escribiendo al mismo tiempo losprimeros versos en italiano Su vida fué un continuo combate con losPapas que lanzaban contra él excomunión sobre excomunión Para obtenerla paz se hacía cruzado y marchaba á la conquista de,3
+Produced by Nick Hodson of London EnglandThe Peasant and the Prince by Harriet Martineau________________________________________________________________________This short novel describes in great detail the last months of the FrenchRoyal family  The book starts with four chapters describing theapalling lives that some of the French nobility were forcing theirpeasantry to live  Every last bit of value was extorted from thesenoblemens estates to finance their extravagant life styles and thepoor people suffered greatly as a resultThere then follow fifteen chapters of harrowing detail as the RoyalFamily were treated with contempt and rudeness interspersed withepisodes of great kindness  There had been a revolution and the crywas for the nobility to be hanged or guillotined but for the Royals theprocess was a long drawn out period of torture and tormentParticularly sad was the story of the last few months of the boy Louisthe Prince of the title who at one stage was left on his own for monthson end with no friendly face to comfort him while he lay in a dirty andunmade bed  A kind tutor was ordered for him and he was cleaned up andcomforted a little but soon after died having not been allowed to seehis relatives for yearsYou cant help feeling that the French nobility had it coming thattheir fate was one of their own making Their behaviour during theeighteenth century made the Revolution inevitable________________________________________________________________________THE PEASANT AND THE PRINCE BY HARRIET MARTINEAUVOLUME ONE CHAPTER ONETHE LOVER IN THE WOODOne fine afternoon in April 1770 there was a good deal of bustle inthe neighbourhood of the village of Saint Menehould in the province ofChampagne in France  The bride of the Dauphin of Francethe lady whowas to be queen when the present elderly king should diewas on herjourney from Germany and was to pass through Saint Menehould to Pariswith her splendid train of nobles and gentry and the whole country wasalive with preparations to greet her loyally as she passed  The housesof the village were cleaned and adorned and gangs of labourers were atwork repairing the roads of the districtnot hired labourers butpeasants who were obliged by law to quit the work of their own fieldsor kilns when called upon to repair the roads for a certain number ofdays  These roadmenders were not likely to be among the most heartywelcomers of the Dauphiness for they had been called off some fromtheir fieldwork just at the time when the loss of a few days wouldprobably cause great damage to the cropsand others from the charcoalworks when their families could ill spare the small wages they gainedat the kilns  These forced labourers would willingly have given uptheir sight of the Dauphiness if she would have gone to Paris byanother route so that this roadmending might have been left to a moreconvenient seasonThe peasants round Saint Menehould were not all out upon the roadshowever  In the midst of a wood a little to the north of the villagethe sound of a mallet might be heard by any traveller in the lane whichled to the ponds outside the estate of the Count de DThe workman who was so busy with his mallet was not a charcoalburnerand the work he was doing was on his own account  It was CharlesBertrand a young peasant wellknown in the village who had long beenthe lover of Marie Randolphe the pretty daughter of a tenant of theCount de D  When they were first engaged everybody who knew them wasglad and said they would be a happy couple  But their affairs did notlook more cheerful as time went on  Charles toiled with all his mightand tried so earnestly to save money that he did not allow himselfsufficient food and rest and was now almost as sallow and gauntlookingas his older neighbours and yet he could never get nearer to his objectof obtaining a cottage and field to which he might take Marie homeMarie grew somewhat paler and her face less pretty for besides heranxiety for her lover she had hard living at home  Her father andmother had her two young brothers to maintain as well as themselvesand no toil no efforts on the part of the family could keep them abovewant  Their earnings were very small at the best and these small gainswere so much lessened by the work her father was called out to do uponthe roadsand of the money brought home so much went to buy thequantity of salt which they were compelled by law to purchase that toolittle remained to feed and clothe the family properlyThis story of the salt will scarcely be believed now but it was foundthroughout France about eighty years ago to be only too true  Anenormous tax was laid upon salt as one of the articles which peoplecould not live without and which therefore everybody must buy  To makethis tax yield plenty of money to the king there was a law which fixedthe price of salt enormously high and which compelled every person inFrance above eight years old to buy a certain quantity of salt whetherit was wanted or not  By the same law people were forbidden to sellsalt to one another though one poor person might be in want of it andhis nextdoor neighbour have his full quantity without any food to eatit with  Even in such a case as this if a starving man ventured tosell salt for a loaf of bread he was subject to severe punishmentNow Maries brothers were just ten and nine years old and thehardships of the family had been increased since these poor boys becamethe cause of their father having to buy their portion of salt  Justable before to get on the family were by this additional tax broughtdown to a state of want and Marie begged her father not to say a wordabout giving her a single penny to help her marriage with Charles forshe saw well that he would never be able to do it  Her poor fathercould,1
+Produced by Nick Hodson of London EnglandThe White Rose of Langley a Story of the Olden Time by Emily SarahHolt________________________________________________________________________This book is set in aristocratic circles in the fifteenth century  Forthat reason there is a great deal of mediaeval English  However mostof the unusual words are explained as they occur so there is no problemwith comprehension  The last chapter is headed Historical Appendixand contains potted lives of most of the people whom we meet in thebook since the majority of them really existed  Of course the detailof the conversations in the book is made up but we can well believethat something very like them might well have happened  What is veryevident is that many of these people were plotters the object of theirdesires being in some way to increase their own wealth or status  Evensmall children may be imprisoned and murdered as we remember from thesad tale of the Princes in the TowerIf you are fond of reading historical novels and are familiar with thegeneral history of the fifteenth century you will enjoy this view ofthe lives of the figures that made that history________________________________________________________________________THE WHITE ROSE OF LANGLEY A STORY OF THE OLDEN TIME BY EMILY SARAHHOLTCHAPTER ONENOBODYS CHILD  Oh how full of briars is this workingday world  _Shakspere_It is so cold MotherThe woman addressed languidly roused herself from the halfshelterednook of the forest in which she and her child had taken refuge  She wasleaning with her back supported by a giant oak and the child was in herarms  The age of the child was about eight  The mother though stillyoung in years was old before her time with hard work and exposureand it might be also with sorrow  She sat up and looked wearily overthe winter scene before her  There was nothing of the querulouscomplaining tone of the little girls voice in hers only the dullsullen apathy of hopeless enduranceCold child she said  Tis like to be colder yet when the nightcomethO Mother and all snow nowThere be chiller gear than snow maid replied the mother bitterlyBut it had been warmer in London Motherif we had not lost ourroadMaybe was the answer in a tone which seemed to imply that it didnot signifyThe child did not reply and the woman continued to sit upright andlook forward with an absent expression in her face indicating that themind was not where the eyes wereOnly snow and frost she mutterednot speaking to the child  Noughtbeyond nor here ne there  Nay snow is better than snowedup heartsHad it been warmer in London  Maybe the hearts there had been asfrosty as at Pleshy  Well it will be warm in the grave and we shallsoon win yonderBe there fires yonder Mother asked the child innocentlyThe woman laugheda bitter harsh laugh in which there was no mirthThe devil keepeth she said  At least so say the priests  But whatwit they  They never went thither to see  They will belike somedayThe little girl was silent again and the mother after a momentspause resumed her interrupted soliloquyIf there were nought beyond only she murmured and her look and toneof dull misery sharpened into vivid pain  If a man might die and havedone with it all  But to meet God  And tis no sweven dream nefallacy this dread undeadliness immortalityit is real  O all yeblessed saints and martyrs in Heaven how shall I meet GodIs that holy Marys Son MotherAyHoly Mary will plead for us suggested the child  She can alwaypeace her Son  But methought _He_ was good to folks Mother  SisterChristian was wont to say soTo saints and good women like Sister Christian maybeArt thou not good MotherThe question was put in all innocence  But it struck the heart of themiserable mother like a poisoned arrowGood she cried again in that tone of intense pain  _I_ good  NoMaudeI am bad bad bad  From the crown of mine head to the sole ofmy foot there is nothing in me beside evil such evil as thou unwemmedundefiled innocent dove as thou art canst not even conceive  God isgood to saintsnot to sinners  Sister Christianand thou yetbeamongst the saints  I am of the sinnersBut why art thou not a saint Mother demanded the child asinnocently as beforeI was on the road once said the woman with a heavy sigh  I was tohave been an holy sister of Saint Clare  I knew no more of ill thanthou whiteling in mine arms  If I had died then when my soul wasfairSuddenly her mood changed  She clasped the child close to her breastand showered kisses on the little wan faceMy babe Maude my bird Maude she said  My dove that God sped downfrom Heaven unto me thinking me not too ill ne wicked to have theeThe angels may love thee my bird in bower for thou art white andunwemmed  The robes of thy chrism see Note 1 are not yet soiled butO sinner that I am how am I to meet God  And I must meet HimandsoonDid not God die on the rood MotherThe woman assented the old listless tone returning to her voiceWherefore MotherGod wot childSister Christian told me He had no need for Himself but that He lovedus yet why that should cause Him to die I wis notThe mother made no answer  Her thoughts had drifted away back throughher weary past to a little village church where a fresco painting stoodon the wall sketched in days long before of a company of guests at afeast clad in Saxon robes and of One behind whom knelt a womanweeping and kissing His feet while her flowing hair almost hid themfrom sight  And back to her memory along with the scene came a linefrom a popular ballad The Ploughmans Complaint which referred toit  She repeated it aloud,1
+Produced by David Edwards and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet This file wasproduced from images generously made available by TheInternet ArchiveThe DOGS DINNER PARTYGEORGE ROUTLEDGE AND SONSLONDON AND NEW YORKKronheim  Co LondonIllustrationTHE DOGS DINNER PARTYMr Blenheim was a very gentlemanly dog and Mrs Blenheim was quitethe lady both were wellbred handsome and fond of good company Theylived in a nice house by Hyde Park Corner Now Mr Blenheim was oneday in the library dozing in his armchair after dinner when Mrs Bthus addressed himRouse up Blenny dear and tell me about these notes of invitation forour dinnerpartyI am rather sleepy said he so you must read the list over to meMrs B read the names of Mr TanTerrier Mr FoxHound Mr Dane MrMastiff Mr Beagle Mr Poodle Mr BarkerMr BullDog concludingthe list Mr BullDog cried Mrs B looking vexed why do you askhim no one considers him respectableIt will not do to leave him out dear said Mr Blenheim who thengot up and went lazily to the desk to write the invitationsIllustrationPug the Page went to Kennel Court the country box of Mr FoxHoundand found that sporting character near home wiping his brow after agood hunt His manners were more blunt than his teeth and his loudvoice could be heard miles off He was called a jolly dog and seldomdined alone But his great delight was the chase of a fox he couldthen hardly give tongue enough to express his joy After asking Pugafter Mrs Blenheims health he accepted the invitationFlorio the Courier waited on Mr Barker with his note of invitationMr Barker lived in a snug little house in a farmyard where he hadthe charge of watching over and protecting the live stock He at firstfeared he must decline the invitation but on second thoughts heresolved to venture it was not a late dinner and he would manage toget away early Unluckily his coat was rather the worse for wear buthe could boast of a handsome collar at any rateand so he acceptedWhen Pug the Page reached the dwellingplace of Mr BullDog hefound him lying close to a bit of an old tub in a dirty yard smokinga short pipe very coolly Mr BullDog snarled a little at beingdisturbed and then read the note Oh you can say Ill be sure tocome said he I am always ready for a good feed Now young onesaid he to Pug with a growl I advise you to cut away as fast as youcanIllustrationAt last the day of the grand dinnerparty arrived and the guests allassembled in good spirits with keen appetites for the feast Neverhad so many sleek welldressed dogs met together before and thevariety of their coats and countenances was very striking All werein compliment to the gentle hostess Mrs Blenheim on their bestbehaviour and great was the harmony that prevailed Ample justicetoo was done to the good things liberally provided for theirentertainment and strange to say for so large a party and so mixeda company no excess was committed either in eating or drinkingSocial chat was the order of the day compliments were exchangedtoasts praising every guest in turn were proposed and received withcordiality speeches were made which were applauded even when notcalled for or understood and for a long time it seemed that no LordMayors feast could have passed off more brilliantly or have givengreater satisfactionMr BullDog was however missing from among the guests after a timeit seems that he found the sports rather dull and so had sneaked offPresently a great uproar was heard and it was found that he had gonebelow and had eaten up all the servants dinner so they all joinedtogether to punish him and after some trouble contrived to kick himout of the house and very foolish he looked in spite of his tipsyswaggerIllustrationAs Mr BullDog had lost his pipe in the street he thought he wouldturn into a publichouse to get another here he again misbehaved andwas soon turned out some mischievous boys then got hold of him tiedan old tin saucepan to his tail and chased him through the streetsThe faster he ran the more he bumped himself with the saucepan andthe more he yelled with pain the more the boys pelted him with mud andstones At length he reached his dirty dwelling more dead than alivePoor Mrs Blenheim she was indeed much to be pitied to have hernice dinnerparty disturbed by so vulgar a creature This shows howcareful we should be in avoiding low companyIllustrationROUTLEDGESTHREEPENNY TOYBOOKSWITH SIX COLOURED ILLUSTRATIONSPRINTED BY KRONHEIM  CO 5 MY FIRST ALPHABET 6 MOTHER GOOSE 7 THE BABES IN THE WOOD 8 THIS LITTLE PIG 9 THE OLD WOMAN WHO LIVED IN A SHOE10 LITTLE BOPEEP11 NURSERY RHYMES12 FARMYARD ALPHABET13 JACK AND THE BEANSTALK14 JOHN GILPIN15 OLD MOTHER HUBBARD16 THE THREE BEARS17 THE HOUSE THAT JACK BUILT18 THE DOGS DINNER PARTY19 MY MOTHER20 THE CATS TEA PARTY21 MORE NURSERY RHYMES22 ROBIN REDBREAST23 A APPLE PIE24 THE RAILWAY ALPHABET25 NURSERY SONGS26 NURSERY DITTIES27 PUNCH AND JUDY28 OUR PETS29 CINDERELLA30 PUSSINBOOTS31 LITTLE RED RIDINGHOOD32 WILD ANIMALS33 TAME ANIMALS34 BIRDS35 JACK THE GIANT KILLER36 BLUE BEARD37 ALADDIN38 THE FORTY THIEVES39 TOM THUMB40 SLEEPING BEAUTY IN THE WOODGEORGE ROUTLEDGE AND SONSLONDON AND NEW YORKEnd of the Project Gutenberg EBook of The Dogs Dinner Party by Unknown,26
+Produced by Bryan Ness Marcia Brooks and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet Thisbook was produced from scanned images of public domainmaterial from the Google Print projectTHEEDUCATIONOFAMERICAN GIRLSCONSIDERED IN A SERIES OFESSAYSEDITED BYANNA C BRACKETT     The time has arrived when like huntsmen we should surround the     cover and look sharp that justice does not slip away and pass     out of sight and get lost for there can be no doubt that we are     in the right direction Only try and get a sight of her and if     you come within view first let me knowPLATO REP BOOK IVIllustrationNEW YORKG P PUTNAMS SONSFOURTH AVENUE AND TWENTYTHIRD STREET1874Entered according to Act of Congress in the year 1874 by G PPUTNAMS SONS In the Office of the Librarian of Congress atWashington D CLANGE LITTLE  CO PRINTERS ELECTROTYPERS AND STEREOTYPERS 108 TO114 WOOSTER STREET N YTO THESCHOOLGIRLS AND COLLEGEGIRLSOFAMERICABECAUSE WE BELIEVE THAT THEIR IDEALS ARE HIGH AND THATTHEY HAVE STRENGTH TO MAKE THEM REALThis Book is DedicatedBY THEWOMEN WHO IN THE INTERVALS SNATCHED FROM DAILY LABORHAVE WRITTEN IT FOR THEIR SAKESPREFACEThe Table of Contents sufficiently indicates the purpose and aim of thisbook The essays are the thoughts of American women of wide and variedexperience both professional and otherwise no one writer beingresponsible for the work of another The connecting link is the commoninterest Some of the names need no introduction The author of EssayIV has had an unusually long and varied experience in the education andcare of Western girls in schools and colleges The author of the essayon English Girls is a graduate of Antioch has taught for many years indifferent sections of this country and has had unusual opportunitiesfor several years of observing English methods and resultsThe essays on the first four institutions whose names they bear comewith the official sanction of the presiding officers of thoseinstitutions who vouch for the correctness of the statements Of theseVII is by a member of the present Senior Class of the University whohas instituted very exact personal inquiries among the womenstudentsThe author of VIII is the librarian of Mt Holyoke Seminary The writerof the report from Oberlin is a graduatea teacher of wide experienceand has been for three or four years the Principal of the LadiesDepartment of the college The resident physician at Vassar is too wellknown as such to need any introductionThere are many other institutions whose statistics would be equallyvaluable such for instance as the Northwestern University ofIllinois which has not only opened its doors to girlstudents but hasplaced women on the Board of Trustees and in the FacultyFrom Antioch which we desired to have fully represented we have beendisappointed in obtaining statistics which may however hereafter beembodied in a second edition In place thereof we give the briefstatement of facts found under the name of the institution supplied bya friendWith reference to my own part of the volume if the words on PhysicalEducation far outnumber those on the Culture of the Intellect andthe Culture of the Will it can only be said that the American nationare far more liable to overlook the former than the latter two and thatthe number of pages covered is by no means to be taken as an index ofthe relative importance of the divisions in themselves Of theimperfection of all three no one can be more conscious than theirauthor The subject is too large for any such partial treatmentTo friends medical clerical and unprofessional who have kindlygiven me the benefit of their criticism on different parts of theintroductory essay my thanks are due Especially do I recognize myobligation to Dr W Gill Wylie of this city whose line of study andpractice has made his criticism of great valueI cannot refrain from adding that I am fully aware of the onesidednature of the training acquired in the profession of teachingCivilization implying as it does division of labor necessarilyrenders all persons more or less onesided In the teaching professionthe voluntary holding of the mind for many hours of each day in theposition required for the work of educating uneducated minds theconstant effort to state facts clearly distinctly and freed fromunnecessary details almost universally induce a straightforwardness ofspeech which savors to others who are not immature of brusqueness andpositiveness if it may not deserve the harsher names of asperity andarrogance It is not these in essence though it appear to be so andthus teachers often give offense and excite opposition when theseresults are farthest from their intention In the case of these essaysthis professional tendency may also have been aggravated by thecircumstances under which they have been written the only hoursavailable for the purpose having been the last three evening hours ofdays whose freshness was claimed by actual teaching and the morninghours of a short vacationI do not offer these explanations as an apology simply as anexplanation No apology has the power to make good a failure incourtesy If passages failing in this be discovered it will be causefor gratitude and not for offense if they are pointed outThe spirit which has prompted the severe labor has been that which seeksfor the Truth and endeavors to express it in hopes that more perfectstatements may be elicitedWith these words I submit the result to the intelligent women ofAmerica asking only that the screen of the honest purpose may beinterposed between the reader and any glaring faults of manner orexpressionANNA C BRACKETT117 East 36th street New York CityJanuary 1874CONTENTS                                                                       PAGEI Education of American Girls,4
+Produced by Pedro Saborano produced from scanned imagesof public domain material from Google Book SearchO ARREPENDIMENTOO ARREPENDIMENTOROMANCEEm tempos da minha mocidade costumava visitar a miudo uma boa velhaminha visinha que me honrava com a sua estima e amisade Humildementeconfesso que não ha sociedade mais deleitosa e agradavel do que a deuma mulher que soube envelhecer A sua conversação instructiva edivertida é um inesgotavel thesouro de lembranças anecdotasobservações chistosas e reflexões circumspectas é finalmente umarevista do passadoD Mafalda deixemme assim chamarlhe juntava á amenidade da conversaa do caracter que era brando e indulgenteQuando tinha occasião de ir passar uma noite com ella pareciame que ashoras voavam ligeiras e que corriam mais rapidas do que quando asgastava a distribuir finezas e galanteios ás mais formosas rainhas dosmais brilhantes salões Era sempre com vivo pesar que a via apontar parao relogio indicandome que a hora de me retirar tinha chegado evoltava a minha casa com o espirito mais rico e o coração satisfeito emelhorA historia que vou contarvos minhas caras leitoras foime dita por DMafalda num destes serãos em que vos falleiEra numa bella noite de Junho fui encontrala sentada na sua cadeira áVoltaire tendo a seus pés deitado em um cochim o seu cãosinhoquerido os olhos tinhaos semiabertos um sorriso nos labios eparecia respirar com prazer a aragem que embalsamada pelas flôres dojardim se coava pela janella meia aberta Quando cheguei junto dellavinha indignado por que um de meus parentes tinha sido victima dumabuso de confiança conteilhe o succedido e no calor da narração nãopoupei ao culpado as maiores imprecações nem deixei de lhe dizer quedesejava fazerlhe todo o mal possivelDevagar meu querido amigome disse ellanão o julgava tãoirrascivel nem que tivesse tão pouca caridade para com o proximo Sabelá se com a vida não tiraria ao culpado o merito de para o futuro sepoder rehabilitar pelo arrependimento e se o momento em que lheinfringisse o castigo não seria o destinado por Deus para essearrependimentoEisahi minha cara visinha uma doutrina permittame a expressão umpouco subversiva da ordem socialDeus me defendame replicoude querer que o culpado não sejacastigado e que a sociedade fique indefeza dos crimes que um seu membropraticou contra ella quiz dizer sómente que devia deixar ás leis ocuidado de castigar o delinquente e que o meu querido amigo não deviacomo individuo fechar assim desapiedadamente o coração a todo osentimento de commiseração por um desgraçado e infeliz no coração doqual talvez ainda bruxelei algum clarão de virtude que uma occasiãofavoravel e propicia que se apresente ainda póde despertar e fazercom que esse membro da sociedade que julga inutil se torne bom eaproveitavelComo eu respondesse a isto fazendo um destes movimentos de cabeça quesão um protesto mudo e respeitoso ella acrescentouEstá com paciencia para me aturar ouvindo uma historia pois que aindatemos algumas horasNão recusei uma historia era uma fortuna para combater a exaltaçãodespirito em que estavaD Mafalda principiou assimEmilio da Cunha era o mais velho de tres irmãos dos quaes o maisnovo vivia ha muitos annos no Rio de Janeiro onde tinha alcançadofortuna O segundo nunca deixou o Porto sendo sempre infeliz nos seuscommettimentos e especulações Emilio da Cunha á custa de muitotrabalho e economias pôde alcançar uma fortunasinha que lhe permittiaesperar com socego o momento de descançar da vida laboriosa em quetinha vividoUma quarta pessoa completava esta familia que era uma irmã que tendoseguido seu marido á India para onde elle tinha sido despachado e nãovindo nenhum delles a figurar nesta minha historia não lhosrecordarei maisAconteceu que o irmão de Emilio da Cunha que residia no Porto por umadestas catastrophes que occasionam os jogos de bolsa falliu Teve talsentimento por este facto que falleceu tres dias depois atacado dumafebre cerebral A herança que deixou foram dividas e um filhoEmilio da Cunha que tinha um coração bondoso e um caracterpundonoroso para que a memoria de seu irmão não ficasse deshonradacomprometteuse a pagar as dividas e recolheu em sua casa o filho paralhe substituir o pai que tinha perdido procedimento louvavel e dignode se admirar sabendose que elle tinha uma filha para quem passadosquatro ou cinco annos tinha a procurar um casamento vantajosoRoberto se chamava o sobrinho de Emilio da Cunha tinha já 15 annosdidade mas o pai inteiramente entregue ás especulações e aoscuidados que ellas trazem comsigo descuidou completamente a suaeducação por isso o seu retrato moral nesta occasião nada tinha devantajoso o espirito tinhao completamente inculto as noções quepossuia do justo e do injusto eram as mais erroneas e disparatadas orespeito aos direitos doutrem era para elle uma invenção estupida doshomens condemnada pela natureza e a verdadeira liberdade consistia emfazer o mal impunemente Se algum bom instincto ou algum vislumbre devirtude existia no coração de Roberto ainda estava em embryão por quese não tinha demonstrado Quantas e quantas vezes em quanto que o paicego pelas especulações concentrava todas as suas faculdadesintellectuaes na realisação dum impossivel não deixou Roberto de ir aocollegio fazendo o que em termo escolar se chama _gazear_ e gastavaas horas destudo em andar a vagabundear pelos campos e praças Dahiproveio o tomar relações com meia duzia de garotos ou vadiospermittame a phrase para quem nada era sagrado nem nas acções nem naspalavras Dahi nasceu a falta de respeito pela propriedade alheiaroubando os pomares e o endurecimento de coração castigandobarbaramente animaes inoffensivosEmilio da Cunha reconheceu logo os maus instinctos de que seu sobrinhoera dotado e a desmoralisação que já se tinha infiltrado no seucoração mas concebeu a esperança de o regenerar com desvelospaciencia e sobre tudo bons exemplos Sua filha a que chamareiValentina de 14 annos didade contribuiu poderosamente para arealisação deste seu empenho tão justo e louvavel Era uma menina paraquem a natureza tinha sido prodiga em encantos de rosto despirito ecoração a ponto de qualquer que a via a admirar e de quem a ouviaamala immediatamente Tinha uma tal influencia ou magia sobre os quese acercavam della que aos bons tornavaos melhores e aos mausfazialhe retirar envergonhados para o fundo do coração os mausinstinctos Esta magia não teve menos poder sobre Roberto do que sobreos outros,0
+Produced by David Edwards Anne Storer and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet Thisfile was produced from images generously made availableby The University of Florida The InternetArchiveChildrens Library            Old Mother Hubbard               AND HER DOG              Illustration                 NEW YORKJOHN McLOUGHLIN Publisher 24 Beekman Street     BOSTONS W COTTRELL Cornhill                                               OLD MOTHER HUBBARD               AND HER DOG              Illustration          Old Mother Hubbard          Went to the cupboard       To give her poor Dog a bone          When she came there          The cupboard was bare       And so the poor Dog had none                                JOHN McLOUGHLIN Publisher N Y              Illustration          She went to the Tavern       For white wine and red          When she came back       The Dog stood on his head          She brought him a cake       Which she bought at the Fair          When she came back       The Dog sat in a chair              Illustration       She went to the Bakers          To buy him some bread       When she came back          Poor Doggy was dead              Illustration       She went to the Undertakers          To buy him a coffin       When she came back          The Dog was laughing       She took a clean dish          To get him some tripe       When she came back          He was smoking his pipe              Illustration       She went to the Tailors          To buy him a coat       When she came back          He was riding a goat       She went to the Fruiterers          To buy him some fruit       When she came back          He was playing the flute              Illustration       She went to the Barbers          To buy him a wig       When she came back          He was dancing a jig       She went to the Cobblers          To buy him some shoes       When she came back          He was reading the news              Illustration       She went to the Hatters          To buy him a hat       When she came back          He was feeding her cat       She went to the Sempstress          To buy him some linen       When she came back          The Dog was spinning              Illustration       She went to the Hosiers          To buy him some hose       When she came back          He was drest in his clothes       The Dame made a curtsey,14
+Produced by David WidgerA STRUGGLE FOR LIFEBy Thomas Bailey AldrichBoston And New York Houghton Mifflin CompanyCopyright 1873 1885 and 1901One morning as I was passing through Boston Common which lies betweenmy home and my office I met a gentleman lounging along The Mall Iam generally preoccupied when walking and often thread my way throughcrowded streets without distinctly observing any one But this mansface forced itself upon me and a singular face it was His eyes werefaded and his hair which he wore long was flecked with gray His hairand eyes if I may say so were sixty years old the rest of him notthirty The youthfulness of his figure the elasticity of his gait andthe venerable appearance of his head were incongruities that drew morethan one pair of curious eyes towards him He excited in me the painfulsuspicion that he had got either somebody elses head or somebody elsesbody He was evidently an American at least so far as the upper partof him was concernedthe New England cut of countenance isunmistakableevidently a man who had seen something of the world butstrangely young and oldBefore reaching the Park Street gate I had taken up the thread ofthought which he had unconsciously broken yet throughout the day thisold young man with his unwrinkled brow and silvered locks glided inlike a phantom between me and my dutiesThe next morning I again encountered him on The Mall He was restinglazily on the green rails watching two little sloops in distress whichtwo ragged shipowners had consigned to the mimic perils of the PondThe vessels lay becalmed in the middle of the ocean displaying atantalizing lack of sympathy with the frantic helplessness of the ownerson shore As the gentleman observed their dilemma a light came into hisfaded eyes then died out leaving them drearier than before I wonderedif he too in his time had sent out ships that drifted and drifted andnever came to port and if these poor toys were to him types of his ownlossesThat man has a story and I should like to know it I said halfaloud halting in one of those winding paths which branch off fromthe pastoral quietness of the Pond and end in the rush and tumult ofTremont StreetWould you exclaimed a voice at my side I turned and faced MrH a neighbor of mine who laughed heartily at finding me talkingto myself Well he added reflectingly I can tell you this mansstory and if you will match the narrative with anything as curious Ishall be glad to hear itYou know him thenYes and no That is to say I do not know him personally but I knowa singular passage in his life I happened to be in Paris when he wasburiedBuriedWell strictly speaking not buried but something quite like it Ifyou ve a spare half hour continued my friend H we ll sit onthis bench and I will tell you all I know of an affair that made somenoise in Paris a couple of years ago The gentleman himself standingyonder will serve as a sort of frontispiece to the romancea fullpageillustration as it wereThe following pages contain the story Which Mr H related tome While he was telling it a gentle wind arose the miniature sloopsdrifted feebly about the ocean the wretched owners flew from pointto point as the deceptive breeze promised to waft the barks to eithershore the early robins trilled now and then from the newly fringedelms and the old young man leaned on the rail in the sunshine littledreaming that two gossips were discussing his affairs within twentyyards of him,9
+Produced by Nick Hodson of London EnglandThe Battle and the Breeze by RM Ballantyne________________________________________________________________________In this shortish book we have a description of the Battle of the Nilein which the naval forces of Admiral Nelson fought and defeated theFrench The story is made more human by recounting tales of the life ofa British seaman Bill Bowls along with incidents involving hisfriends Ben Bolter and Tom Riggles________________________________________________________________________THE BATTLE AND THE BREEZE BY RM BALLANTYNECHAPTER ONETOUCHES ON OUR HEROS EARLY LIFE EXPERIENCES AND ADVENTURESBill Bowls was the most amiable gentle kindly and modest fellow thatever trod the deck of a manofwar  He was also one of the mostlionhearted men in the NavyWhen Bill was a babya roundfaced largeeyed fatlegged baby asunlike to the bronzed whiskered strapping seaman who went by the nameof Fighting Bill as a jackdaw is to a marlinespikewhen Bill was ababy his father used to say he was just cut out for a sailor and hewas right for the urchin was overflowing with vigour and muscularenergy  He was utterly reckless and very earnestwe might almost say_desperately_ earnest  Whatever he undertook to do he did with awill  He spoke with a will listened with a will laughed yelledate slept wrought and fought with a will  In short he was asplendid little fellow and therefore as his father wisely said wasjust cut out for a sailorBill seemed to hold the same opinion for he took to the water quitenaturally from the very commencement of life  He laughed with glee whenhis mother used to put him into the washtub and howled with rage whenshe took him out  Dancing bareheaded under heavy rain was his delightwading in ponds and rivers was his common practice and tumbling intodeep pools was his most ordinary mishap  No wonder then that Billlearned at an early age to swim and also to fear nothing whateverexcept a blowingup from his father  He feared that but he did notoften get it because although full of mischief as an egg is full ofmeat he was goodhumoured and bidable and like all lionheartedfellows he had little or no malice in himHe began his professional career very early in life  When in afteryears he talked to his comrades on this subject he used to sayYes mates I did begin to study navigation wen I was about two foothighmore or lessan I tell e what it is theres nothin liketakin old Father Time by the forelock  I was about four year old whenI took my first start in the nautical way and praps ye wont believeit but its a fact I launched my first ship myself owned hercommanded and navigated her and was wrecked on my first voyage  Ithappened this way my father was a millwright he was and lived near asmall lake where I used to splutter about a good deal  One day I gothold of a big plank launched it after half an hour o the hardest workI ever had got on it with a bit of broken palm for an oar an shovedoff into deep water  It was a splendid burst  Away I went with myheart in my mouth and my feet in the water tryin to steady myself butas ill luck would have it just as I had got my ship on an even keel anwas beginnin to dip my oar with great caution a squall came down thelake caught me on the starboard quarter and threw me on my beamendsOf coorse I went sowse into the water and had only time to give out oneawful yell when the water shut me up  Fortnitly my father heard mejumped in and pulled me out but instead of kicking me or blowin me uphe told me that I should have kept my weathereye open an met thesquall head to wind  Then he got hold of the plank and made me try itagain and didnt leave me till I was able to paddle about on that plankalmost as well as any Eskimo in his skin canoe  My good old dadfinished the lesson by tellin me to keep always _in shoal water till Icould swim_ and to look out for squalls in future  It was lucky for methat I had learned to obey him for many a time I was capsized afterthat when nobody was near me but bein always in shoal water Imanaged to scramble ashoreAs Bill Bowls began life so he continued it  He went to sea in goodearnest when quite a boy and spent his first years in the coastingtrade in which rough service he became a thorough seaman and waswrecked several times on various parts of our stormy shores  Onreaching mans estate he turned a longing eye to foreign lands and incourse of time visited some of the most distant parts of the globe sothat he may be said to have been a great traveller before his whiskerswere darker than a ladys eyebrowsDuring these voyages as a matter of course he experienced greatvariety of fortune  He had faced the wildest of storms and bathed inthe beams of the brightest sunshine  He was as familiar with wreck aswith rations every species of nautical disaster had befallen himtyphoons cyclones and simooms had done their worst to him but theycould not kill him for Bill bore a sort of charmed life and invariablyturned up again no matter how many of his shipmates went down  Despitethe rough experiences of his career he was as fresh and goodlooking ayoung fellow as one would wish to seeBefore proceeding with the narrative of his life we shall give just onespecimen of his experiences while he was in the merchant serviceHaving joined a ship bound for China he set sail with the proverbiallight heart and light pair of breeches to which we may add lightpockets  His heart soon became somewhat heavier when he discovered thathis captain was a tyrant whose chief joy appeared to,0
+Produced by Nick Hodson of London EnglandThe Buffalo Runners A tale of the Red River Plains by RM Ballantyne________________________________________________________________________Here once again Ballantyne is on familiar ground  The theme is thetrials and tribulations suffered by the early settlers the pioneers inthe lands to the east of the Rockies in particular in the Red Riverbasin where it flows northwards into Lake Winnipeg  There are problemswith bad men of their own settlement bad men from the other main furcompany our heroes worked with the Hudson Bay Company theNorwesters Sioux and Salteaux Indians a plague of grasshoppers aplague of mice storms that destroyed fishinggear such as nets CreeIndians as well as the other two tribes bad decisions and actions bythe advisors of Lord Selkirk who was in charge of the whole operationof settlement accidental wounds  The heroes of the tale are two youngboys one of whom is disabled and weak but both are shining examplesof goodness and bravery  The women of the tale are of course allbeautiful and devoted members of their various households  The men ofthe tale vary between the competent and the incompetent the lazy andidle and the industrious  the cunning and the stupidIt might be quite a good idea to read the book more than once so thatyou can get it clear in your mind who is on whose side________________________________________________________________________THE BUFFALO RUNNERS A TALE OF THE RED RIVER PLAINS BY RM BALLANTYNECHAPTER ONEA TALE OF THE RED RIVER PLAINSHELPA blizzard was blowing wildly over the American prairies one winter dayin the earlier part of the present centuryFresh free and straight it came from the realms of Jack Frost andcoldbitterly coldlike the bergs on the Arctic seas to which it hadbut recently said farewellSnow fine as dust and sharp as needles was caught up bodily by thewind in great masseshere in snaky coils there in whirling eddieselsewhere in rolling clouds but these had barely time to assumeindefinite forms when they were furiously scattered and swept away as bythe besom of destruction while earth and sky commingled in a smother ofwhiteygreyAll the demons of the Far North seemed to have taken an outside passageon that blizzard so tremendous was the roaring and shrieking while thewrithing of tormented snowdrifts suggested powerfully the madness ofagonyTwo white and ghostly pillars moved slowly but steadily through all thishurlyburly in a straight line  One of the pillars was short and broadthe other was tall and stately  Both were very solidagreeably sowhen contrasted with surrounding chaos  Suddenly the two pillarsstoppedthough the gale did notSaid the short pillar to the tall oneTaniel Tavidson if we will not get to the Settlement this night itiss my belief that every one o them will perishFergus replied the tall pillar sternly they shall _not_ perish ifI can help it  At all events if they do I shall die in the attempt tosave them  Come onDaniel Davidson became less like a white pillar as he spoke and morelike a man by reason of his shaking a good deal of the snow off hisstalwart person  Fergus McKay followed his comrades example andrevealed the factfor a few minutesthat beneath the snowmask therestood a young man with a beaming countenance of fiery red the flamingcharacter of which however was relieved by an expression of ineffablegoodhumourThe two men resumed their march over the dreary plain in silenceIndeed conversation in the circumstances was out of the question  Thebrief remarks that had been made when they paused to recover breath werehowled at each other while they stood face to faceThe nature of the storm was such that the gale seemed to rush at thetravellers from all quarters at onceincluding above and below  Men ofless vigour and resolution would have been choked by it but men whodont believe in choking and have thick necks powerful frames vastexperience and indomitable wills are not easily chokedIt blows hardwhatever muttered Fergus to himself with thatprolonged emphasis on the last syllable of the last word which iseminently suggestive of the Scottish HighlanderDavidson may have heard the remark but he made no replyDay declined but its exit was not marked by much difference in the veryfeeble light and the two men held steadily on  The moon came out  Asfar as appearances went she might almost as well have stayed in fornobody saw her that night  Her mere existence somewhere in the skyhowever rendered the indescribable chaos visible  Hours passed by butstill the two men held on their way persistentlyThey wore fivefeetlong snowshoes  Progress over the deep snowwithout these would have been impossible  One traveller walked behindthe other to get the benefit of his beaten track but the benefit wasscarcely appreciable for the whirling snow filled each footstep upalmost as soon as it was made  Two days and a night had these mentravelled with but an hour or two of rest in the shelter of a copsewithout fire and almost without food yet they pushed on with theenergy of fresh and wellfed menNothing but some overpowering necessity could have stimulated them tosuch prolonged and severe exertion  Even selfpreservation might havefailed to nerve them to it for both had wellnigh reached the limit oftheir exceptional powers but each was animated by a stronger motivethan self  Fergus had left his old father in an almost dying state onthe snowclad plains and Davidson had left his affianced brideThe buffalohunt had failed that year winter had set in with unwontedseverity and earlier than usual  The hunters with the women andchildren who followed them in carts to help and to reap the benefit ofthe hunt were starving  Their horses died or were frozen to deathcarts were snowed up and the starving hunters had been scattered inmaking the best of their way back to the Settlement of Red River fromwhich they had startedWhen old McKay broke down and his only daughter Elspie had firmlyasserted her determination to remain and die with him Fergus McKay andDaniel Davidson felt themselves,1
+Produced by Nick Hodson of London EnglandThe Lively Poll by RM Ballantyne________________________________________________________________________The scene opens with one of the many North Sea fishing fleets at work onits grounds  One of the boats is commanded by a man who is called theAdmiral of the fleet  He commands the other boats as to when and wherethey are to start working with their trawl nets for if such controlwere not imposed there would be chaos with a hundred or more boatscrossing each others paths and consequently entangling their netsAfter a nights fishing the fish are gutted filleted and boxed  Asteam vessel approaches and takes their catches so that they can belanded at the nearest fishing port such as Yarmouth and Gorleston andrushed to London and other great cities to be fresh on tables thefollowing dayBut there is another type of vessel that trades with the Lively Polland other ships of that fishing fleetthe Dutch coper bringing goodsto trade for fish including tobacco and schnapps for the Demon Drinkis the ruination of many a good man  That is what this book is reallyall about the ruination of some men and the salvation of others foreven out at sea there are missionaries working to try and save souls________________________________________________________________________THE LIVELY POLL BY RM BALLANTYNECHAPTER ONETHE FLEETManx Bradley was an admiraladmiral of the fleetthough it must beadmitted that his personal appearance did not suggest a position soexaltedWith rough pilot coat and souwester scarred and tarred hands easyrolling gait and boots from heel to hip with inchthick soles likethose of a dramatic buccaneer he bore as little resemblance to thepopular idea of a lacecoated brassbuttoned cockhatted admiral as aseaurchin bears to a cockleshell  Nevertheless Manx was a realadmiralas real as Nelson and much harder workedHis fleet of nearly two hundred fishingsmacks lay bobbing about onefine autumn evening on the North Sea  The vessels cruised round eachother out and in hither and thither in all positions now on thistack now on that bowsprits pointing north south east and west asif without purpose or engaged in a nautical game of touchNevertheless all eyes were bent earnestly on the admirals vessel forit was literally the flagship being distinguishable only by a smallflag attached to its fore stayThe fleet was hovering awaiting orders from the admiral  A fine smartfishing breeze was blowing  The setting sun sparkled on thewavecrests thin fleecy clouds streaked the sky everything gavepromise of a satisfactory night and a good haul of fish in the morningWith the quiet air of an amiable despot Manx nodded his venerable headUp went the signal and in a few minutes the fleet was reduced to orderEvery smack swept round into position and bending over on the sametack they all rushed like a shoal of startled minnows away in the samedirectionthe direction signalled by the admiral  Another signal fromour venerable despot sent between one and two hundred trawlnets down tothe bottom of the sea nets that were strong enough to haul up tons offish and rocks and wreckage and rubbish with fiftyfeet beams likeyoung masts with iron enough in bands and chains to sink them and soarranged that the beams were raised a few feet off the ground thuskeeping the mouths of the great nets open while cables many fathoms inlength held the gears to their respective vesselsSo the North Sea Fishermen began the nights workthe _Nancy_ the_Coquette_ the _Rattler_ the _Truant_ the _Faith_ the _Playfellow_the _Cherub_ and all the rest of them  Of course although the breezewas fresh they went along slowly because of the ponderous tails thatthey had to drawDo you ask reader why all this order why this despotic admiral andall this unity of action why not every man for himself  Let me replyby asking you to think for a momentWind blowing in one direction perhaps you are aware does notnecessarily imply vessels sailing in the same direction  With variationof courses possible nearly two hundred tails out astern and no unityof action there would arise the certainty of varied and strikingincident  The _Nancy_ would go crashing into the bows of the_Coquette_ the bowsprit of the _Rallier_ would stir up the cabin of the_Truant_ the tail of the _Faith_ would get entangled with that of the_Cherub_ and both might hook on to the tail of the _Playfellow_ inshort the awful result would be wreck and wretchedness on the NorthSea howling despair in the markets of Columbia and Billingsgate and nofish for breakfast in the great metropolis  There is reason for mostthingsspecially good reason for the laws that regulate the fisheriesof the North Sea the fleets of which are over twelve in number and thefloating population over twelve thousand men and boysFor several hours this shoal of vessels with full sails and twinklinglights like a moving city on the deep continued to tug and plungealong over the banks of the German ocean to the satisfaction of thefishermen and the surprise no doubt of the fish  About midnight theadmiral again signalled by rocket and flares Haul up andimmediately with capstan bar and steam the obedient crews began tocoil in their tailsIt is not our intention to trouble the reader with a minute account ofthis process or the grand result but turning to a particular smack wesolicit attention to that  She is much like the others in size and rigHer name is the _Lively Poll_  Stephen Lockley is her skipper as finea young fisherman as one could wish to seetall handsome freehearty and powerful  But indeed all deepsea fishermen possess thelast quality  They would be useless if not physically strong  Many aSamson and Hercules is to be found in the North Sea fleets  No betternursery or trainingschool in time of war they say  That may be truebut it is pleasanter to think of them as a trainingschool for times ofpeaceThe night was very dark  Black clouds overspread the sky so that nolight save the dim rays of a lantern cheered the men as,0
+Produced by Irma Spehar and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet This file wasproduced from images generously made available by TheInternet ArchiveAmerican Libraries                         UNCLE TOBYS SERIES                            NAUGHTY PUPPIES                          THE NAUGHTY PUPPIES          _Tiny and his Parents_    There were two little puppy dogs      Tiny named and Toodles    Who got into all kinds of scrapes      Like little foolish noodles    Tiny was a brownish dog      And Toodles was a white one    And Tiny had a cunning eye      And Toodles had a bright one    Tiny played all kinds of tricks      For which his parents chid him    And Toodles didpoor foolish pup      Whatever Tiny bid himIllustration      _Tiny Toodles and the Turkey_    Come Toodles Tiny said one day      Its bright and pleasant weather    Well go and fight the turkeycock      And off they went together    But all their courage oozed away      When the turkeycock said Gobble    They both turned tail and scampered off      As fast as they could toddle    But turkey caught them up at last      And read them both a lecture    And how he served them with his beak      I leave you to conjecture    So home they went with drooping tails      And pace so lame and jerky    And said Next time well tease the hens      And leave alone the turkeyIllustration  _New Mischief done by the Puppies_    The visits to the poultryyard      Of Tiny and of Toodles    Soon brought on their papa a call      Of Master Cockadoodles    He said My hens cant lay an egg      Though once I had a case full    Because your puppies frighten them      Its wicked its disgraceful    But let them venture once again      My hens to chase and worry    And Ill receive them in a way      Shall make them sad and sorry    Toodles heard this and crept away      And in the straw lay quiet    But Tiny yelled till the cock marched off      Disgusted with the riot    _Tiny and Toodles behave worse than ever_    From bad to worse went these naughty pups      Its almost past believing    But yet I assure you tis a fact      That now they took to thieving    They soon fell into bad company      And certain unprincipled poodles    And idle mongrels and bobtailed curs      Were the consorts of Tiny and Toodles    They let these bad dogs into the house      Where a pot of milk was standing    In quest of which they scampered upstairs      As far as the firstfloor landing    But Betty the cook was scrubbing the stairs      With a mop and a pail of water    And Tiny ran off with his head in the pot      While the rest yelled out for quarterIllustration_How Tiny hunted the Cat and what he got by it_    Now little Miss Jane had a Persian cat      Whose fur was soft and silky    Whose tail was long and whose eyes were blue      And whose color was white and milky    This was a quiet goodnatured cat      And Master Tiny knew it    He said Ill frighten her out of her wits      Just watch me ToodlesIll do it    So he ran at Puss with a yelp and a snap      As fast as he was able    Across the paddock and through the yard      And over the fence by the stable    But Puss turned suddenly scratched his nose      And set him yelling and weeping    And Tiny owned with a rueful face      That he wished hed left her sleepingIllustration      _What happened to Tiny and Toodles_    Punishment follows folks who play tricks      Although they hope to keep clear of it    The puppies bad conduct was told papa      Who was mightily grieved to hear of it,15
+Produced by Jacqueline Jeremy Janet Blenkinship and theOnline Distributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetThis file was produced from images generously madeavailable by The Internet ArchiveAmerican LibrariesIllustrationTHE STORY OF THE THREE GOBLINSBYMABEL G TAGGARTLONDON GRANT RICHARDS 1903THE STORY OF THE THREE GOBLINSOnce upon a time there were three little goblinsTheir names were RedCap BlueCap and YellowCap and they lived in amountainThe goblins had a great frienda green frog whose name was RowleyRowley came every year to see the little goblins and told them storiesabout the Big World where he livedThe goblins had never seen the Big World and often asked their fatherto let them go with Rowley but he always said Not yet my sonsIllustrationIllustrationThe name of the goblins father was Old BlackCapHe was King of the MountainAt last one day Old BlackCap called the three goblins and said tothem I am going to send you into the Big World to look for somethingwhich the fairies stole from me a long time ago A Red Feather whichalways belongs to the King of the Mountain Go my sons and the one whofinds it shall be king of this mountain after meIllustrationIllustrationRedCap BlueCap and YellowCap said goodbye to their father andclimbed out into the Big World through a rabbit hole When they had gonea little way they saw something lying on the ground Something large andwhite and roundWhat is that they all cried togetherRedCap who was the eldest got inside it to see what it was made ofOh oh cried BlueCap and YellowCap It is moving Stop Stop Butthe white thing rolled away down the mountain with poor little RedCapinside it faster and faster it went and BlueCap and YellowCap wereleft quite behindNow little RedCap was a brave goblin but he was rather frightened whenthe White Thing began to roll so fast He wondered if it would everstop whenBump Splashhe found he was in the water and somethingbig with a smooth coat was close beside him It was a kind waterrat whohad seen the poor little goblin roll into the waterI can swim said Mr Rat I will hold you by the collar and take youto dry land againIllustrationIllustrationRedCap thanked the kind waterrat very much and they sat down on thebank of the stream to rest RedCap told the rat all about his fatherand brothers and the Red Feather and soon BlueCap and YellowCap camerunning up quite out of breath but very glad to find their brotherquite safe and not even scratchedThey all soon said goodbye to the rat who wished them good luckshowed them the road and told them to look in a treewhich he pointedoutwhere he said they would find something which would help them verymuchIllustrationIllustrationThe goblins raced to the tree YellowCap won the race and climbed upquickly while the others ran all round looking to see what they couldfindThey found nothing and YellowCap was just coming down again when hespied a birdsnest with three dear little blue eggs in it He crawledalong the branch to look at the eggs and saw something white under thenest YellowCap pulled it gently and out came an envelope Full of joyhe slipped down to his brothersThey opened the envelope and found a sheet of paper on which was writtenin gold letters  You who seek the Feather Red  First the Serpents blood must shed  In the cave where fairies dwell  The Feather lies so search it wellHurrah cried RedCap Let us make haste and find the caveSoon they came to a big dark forest and after they had gone a littleway they saw a fence and a large board on which was written in redletters  TOM TIDDLERS  GROUND  TRESPASSERS  WILL BE  PROSECUTEDThe goblins looked over the fence and saw that the ground was coveredwith gold and silverOh they cried let us fill our pockets What fun and they began toclimb over the fenceIllustrationIllustrationThey all got safely down on the other side and seeing no one about theybegan to fill their pockets with the shining money singing We are onTom Tiddlers ground picking up gold and silverSuddenly they heard a big rough voice say Yes you are on TomTiddlers ground and Tom Tiddler will lock you all up you littlethievesThe goblins dropped their handfuls of gold and silver and foundthemselves caught up by a great big giant who carried them off withgreat long strides to his houseTom Tiddler took them into a large kitchen where Mrs Tiddler was busymaking the teaWife said he put these goblins in the pantry and we will have themfried on toast for breakfastThe poor little brothers were locked up in the pantry and they sat downon the floor holding each others hands very tight and shaking with fearAt last they grew bolder and began to think how they could get awayThey tried to open the window and found to their joy that Tom Tiddlerhad forgotten to lock it They crept out very quietly and climbed downby the thick ivy which grew up the wallThe goblins ran as fast as they could only stopping to fill a sackwhich they had found with gold and silver They knew that Tom Tiddlerand his wife were at tea and would not think of coming out for sometimeIllustrationIllustrationThe brothers managed after a great deal of hard work to get the sackover the fence and as it was too heavy to drag with them they agreed tobury it in the forest and dig it up as they came backJust when they were ready a rabbit came up to them Hullo littlechaps said the rabbit where are you off toWe are on our way to the fairies cave they repliedYou have a long way to go yet said the rabbit the cave is on anisland in the sea but I am going that way and if you jump on my back Iwill give you a liftThe little brothers thanked the rabbit very much as they were feelingtired after their hard work As soon as they were safely seated therabbit started,26
+Produced by Mark C Orton Emmy and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet This file wasproduced from images generously made available by TheInternet ArchiveAmerican LibrariesSELFDENIALORALICE WOOD AND HER MISSIONARY SOCIETYIllustrationThe village schoolhouse was situated on a pretty green and surroundedby old elmtrees and at a short distance and in full sight was acandyshop kept by an old woman whom the children called MotherGrimes Mother Grimes knew how to make the very best candies and cakesthat ever were eaten and almost every day she displayed in hershopwindow some new kind of cake or some new variety of candy toexcite the curiosity or tempt the palates of her little customers whofound it a very difficult matter to pass Mother Grimess shop on theirway from schoolOne day just after the schoolbell rang to give notice of the recessa pretty little girl by the name of Alice Wood was seen very busilyrunning about among the schoolgirls and whispering to one and anotherHer object was to induce them to remain a little while after the schoolas she had something to propose to them Alice was a great favourite asshe was always willing to put herself to any inconvenience for the sakeof giving any one else pleasure So they all readily consented to stayif it were only to please herAfter school was out and the teacher had left Alice collected thegirls together and told them her plan Girls said she last night Iwent to the missionary meeting and some of you were there too We hearda missionary speak who has just come back from India and he told us ofthe millions of poor degraded and ignorant people there who have neverheard of God or the Bible and who worship idol gods of wood and stoneand sacrifice their children and themselves to these dumb idols and hetold us of millions in other countries who are just as ignorant anddegraded besides the multitudes in our own land who know nothing ofthe Bible or the way of salvation I knew all this before to be surefor I have often heard it but I never _felt_ it as I did last nightand when the missionary called upon us children and told us that wecould do something to save these immortal souls I felt for the firsttime in my life that it was my duty by denying myself somegratifications and by trying to save money in other ways to do all thatI could to send the word of God to those who are perishing Girlssaid she with earnestness I could hardly sleep last night for I wasall the time going over in my mind the different ways in which I mightearn or save something and I thought if all our school were to feel asI did and join me in this we might collect a great many dollars ayearHere some of the older girls began to whisper to each other that theyhad no money to spare and that their parents could not give them moneyevery day to send to the heathenNow stop a little while girls if you please said Alice till Ijust tell you what I want to have done In the first place I think itwill be so pleasant to form a sewing Society to meet on Saturdayafternoons and make bags and needlecases and collars and many otherthings to sell and I know my father will be delighted to have us put abox with these things in his store Then while we sew I propose thatone reads aloud from some interesting book or paper about missions andbenevolent societies and thus we shall all become interested in theintelligence and be more willing to work and save to help the needyAlice then with a great deal of tact proposed the names of those whoshould be President Secretary and Treasurer of their Societyselecting the very ones who had been opposed to her plan One large girlwas still dissatisfied and declared she would not join them till Alicemoved that she should be appointed reader This delighted her very muchas she read remarkably well and now all were pleased and Alice went onwith her planNow about our laying up money girls said she I believe ourparents are none of them very rich and yet we contrive to get a greatmany pennies in one way or another to spend for our own gratificationHow many pennies do you think go in a year from our school into MotherGrimess pocket Why enough to send a great many Bibles to thedestitute Perhaps enough to support a missionary or educate a heathenchild or give a library or two to a poor Sundayschool Just think ofit girls Now I for one spend certainly a penny a day for candy Howmany will that be in a year SusyThree hundred and sixtyfive answered little Susy BarnesYes three dollars and sixtyfive cents will buy a great many Biblesand good books said Alice and then my father gives me a penny a weekfor slate pencils Now I am going to ask him to continue the penny aweek and then I am going to see how long I can keep a pencil for Ihave been very careless in losing them And in these and other ways Ihope I can save quite a sum of money in a year Now girls will youall think between this time and tomorrow noon how much you can saveand then we will put it all down together and see how much we can hopeto collect in a yearThe girls readily promised and then as they had stayed a long timethey all set off in haste for their homes full of the new project ofthe Missionary SocietyPART IIThe next day as soon as school was out the little girls of their ownaccord crowded around Alice who stood with a pencil and piece of paperin her hand ready to put down their names and the sums they eachthought she could save Several of them thought they could save a pennya day instead of giving it to Mother Grimes some a penny a,0
+Produced by Bruce Thomas Curtis Weyant and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet Thisfile was produced from images generously made availableby Case Western Reserve University Preservation DepartmentDigital Library                            A SHORT HISTORY                                  OF                              PITTSBURGH                              17581908       Illustration George Washington the first Pittsburgher                            A SHORT HISTORY                                  OF                              PITTSBURGH                              17581908                                 BY                         SAMUEL HARDEN CHURCH                AUTHOR OF OLIVER CROMWELL A HISTORY           PENRUDDOCK OF THE WHITE LAMBS JOHN MARMADUKE                        BEOWULF A POEM ETC                              PRINTED AT                          THE DE VINNE PRESS                              NEW YORK                                1908                         Copyright 1908 by                         SAMUEL HARDEN CHURCHCONTENTS             PAGEHISTORICAL     13INDUSTRIAL     79INTELLECTUAL   89INDEX         127LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONSGeorge Washington the first Pittsburgher  _Frontispiece_                                                  PAGEWilliam Pitt Earl of Chatham                       26Plan of Fort Pitt                                   31Henry Bouquet                                       32Block House of Fort Pitt Built in 1764             33Anthony Wayne                                       41Conestoga wagon                                     44Stagecoach                                         46Over the mountains in 1839 canal boat being  hauled over the portage road                      47View of Old Pittsburgh 1817                        50Pittsburgh showing the junction of the  Allegheny and Monongahela Rivers,4
+Produced by David WidgerTHE ORIGINS OF CONTEMPORARY FRANCESIX VOLUMES COMPLETE TABLE OF CONTENTSby Hippolyte A TaineVolume One   Ancient RegimeVolume Two   French Revolution IVolume Three French Revolution IIVolume Four  French Revolution IIIVolume Five  Napoleon IVolume Six   Modern RegimeTHE ANCIENT REGIMEINTRODUCTIONPREFACEPREFACE BY THE AUTHOR ON POLITICAL IGNORANCE AND WISDOMBOOK FIRST THE STRUCTURE OF THE ANCIENT SOCIETYCHAPTER I THE ORIGIN OF PRIVILEGESI Services and Recompenses of the ClergyII Services and Recompenses of the NoblesIII Services and Recompenses of the KingCHAPTER II THE PRIVILEGED CLASSESI Number of the Privileged ClassesII Their Possessions Capital and RevenueIII Their ImmunitiesIV Their Feudal RightsV They may be justified by local and general servicesCHAPTER III LOCAL SERVICES DUE BY THE PRIVILEGED CLASSESI Examples in Germany and EnglandmdashThese services are not rendered byII Resident SeigniorsIII Absentee SeigniorsCHAPTER IV PUBLIC SERVICES DUE BY THE PRIVILEGED CLASSESI England compared to FranceII The ClergyIII Influence of the NoblesIV Isolation of the ChiefsV The Kings Incompetence and GenerosityVI Latent Disorganization in FranceBOOK SECOND MORALS AND CHARACTERSCHAPTER I MORAL PRINCIPLES UNDER THE ANCIENT REGIMEThe Court and a life of pomp and paradeI VersaillesThe Physical aspect and the moral character of VersaillesII The Kings HouseholdIII The Kings AssociatesIV Everyday Life In CourtV Royal DistractionsVI Upper Class DistractionsVII Provincial NobilityCHAPTER II DRAWING ROOM LIFEI Perfect only in FranceII Social Life Has PriorityIII Universal Pleasure SeekingIV EnjoymentV HappinessVI GaietyVII Theater Parade And ExtravaganceCHAPTER III DISADVANTAGES OF THIS DRAWING ROOM LIFEI Its Barrenness and ArtificialityII Return To Nature And SentimentIII Personality DefectsBOOK THIRD THE SPIRIT AND THE DOCTRINECHAPTER I SCIENTIFIC ACQUISITIONI Scientific ProgressII Science Detached From TheologyIII The Transformation Of HistoryIV The New PsychologyV The Analytical MethodCHAPTER II THE CLASSIC SPIRIT THE SECOND ELEMENTI Through Colored GlassesII Its Original DeficiencyIII The Mathematical MethodCHAPTER III COMBINATION OF THE TWO ELEMENTSI Birth Of A Doctrine A RevelationII Ancestral Tradition And CultureIII Reason At War With IllusionIV Casting Out The Residue Of Truth And JusticeV The Dream Of A Return To NatureVI The Abolition Of Society RousseauVII The Lost ChildrenCHAPTER IV ORGANIZING THE FUTURE SOCIETYI Liberty Equality And Sovereignty Of The PeopleII Naive ConvictionsIII Our True Human NatureIV Birth Of Socialist Theory Its Two SidesV Social Contract SummaryBOOK FOURTH THE PROPAGATION OF THE DOCTRINECHAPTER ImdashSUCCESS OF THIS PHILOSOPHY IN FRANCEmdashFAILURE OF THE SAMEI The Propagating Organ EloquenceII Its MethodIII Its PopularityIV The MastersCHAPTER II THE FRENCH PUBLICI The NobilityII Conditions In FranceIII French IndolenceIV UnbeliefV Political OppositionVI WellMeaning GovernmentCHAPTER III THE MIDDLE CLASSI The PastII CHANGE IN THE CONDITION OF THE BOURGEOISIII Social PromotionIV Rousseaus Philosophy Spreads And Takes HOLDV Revolutionary PassionsVI SummaryBOOK FIFTH THE PEOPLECHAPTER I HARDSHIPSI PrivationsII The PeasantsIII The CountrysideIV The Peasant Becomes LandownerCHAPTER II TAXATION THE PRINCIPAL CAUSE OF MISERYI ExtortionII Local ConditionsIII The Common LaborerIV Collections And SeizuresmdashObserve the system actually at work ItV Indirect TaxesVI Burdens And ExemptionsVII Municipal TaxationVIII Complaints In The RegistersCHAPTER III INTELLECTUAL STATE OF THE PEOPLEI Intellectual incapacityII Political incapacityIII Destructive impulsesIV Insurrectionary leaders and recruitsCHAPTER IV THE ARMED FORCESI Military force declinesII The social organization is dissolvedIII Direction of the currentCHAPTER V SUMMARYI Suicide of the Ancient RegimeII Aspirations for the Great RevolutionEND OF VOLUMETHE FRENCH REVOLUTION VOLUME 1PREFACEBOOK FIRST SPONTANEOUS ANARCHYCHAPTER I THE BEGINNINGS OF ANARCHYI  Dearth the first causeII  Expectations the second causeIII  The provinces during the first six months of 1789IV  Intervention of ruffians and vagabondsV  Effect on the Population of the New IdeasVI  The first jacquerie in ProvinceCHAPTER II PARIS UP TO THE 14TH OF JULYI  Mob recruits in the vicinityII The PressIII  The Réveillon affairIV  The PalaisRoyalV  Popular mobs become a political forceVI  July 13th and 14th 1789VII  Murders of Foulon and BerthierVIII  Paris in the hands of the peopleCHAPTER IIII  Anarchy from July 14th to October 6th 1789II  The provincesIII  Public feeling  FamineIV  PanicV  Attacks on public individuals and public propertyVI  Taxes are no longer paidVII  Attack upon private individuals and private propertyCHAPTER IV PARISI  ParisII  The distress of the peopleIII  The new popular leadersIV  Intervention by the popular leaders with the GovernmentV  The 5th and 6th of OctoberVI  The Government and the nation in the hands of the revolutionary partyBOOK SECOND THE CONSTITUENT ASSEMBLY AND THE RESULT OF ITS LABORSCHAPTER I  CONDITIONS REQUIRED FOR THE FRAMING OF GOOD LAWSI  These conditions absent in the AssemblyII  Inadequacy of its informationIII  The Power Of Simple General IdeasIV  Refusal to supply the ministryCHAPTER II DESTRUCTIONI  Two principal vices of the ancient régimeII  Nature of societies and the principle of enduring constitutionsIII  The estates of a societyIV  Abuse and lukewarmness in 1789 in the ecclesiastical bodiesCHAPTER III THE CONSTRUCTIONS  THE CONSTITUTION OF 1791I  Powers of the Central GovernmentII  The Creation Of Popular DemocracyIII  Municipal KingdomsIV  On Universal SuffrageV  The Ruling MinorityVI  Summary of the work of the Constituent AssemblyBOOK THIRD THE APPLICATION OF THE CONSTITUTIONCHAPTER II  The FederationsII  Independence of the municipalitiesIII  Independent AssembliesCHAPTER II SOVEREIGNTY OF UNRESTRAINED PASSIONSI  Old Religious GrudgesII  Passion SupremeIII  Egotism of the taxpayerIV  Cupidity of tenantsCHAPTER III DEVELOPMENT OF THE RULING PASSIONI  Attitude of the nobles Their moderate resistanceII  Workings of the popular imagination with respect to themIII  Domiciliary visitsIV  The nobles obliged to leave the rural districtsV  Persecutions in private lifeVI  Conduct of officersVI  Conduct of the officersVII  Emigration and its causesVIII  Attitude of the nonjuring priestsIX  General state of opinionTHE FRENCH REVOLUTION VOLUME 2PREFACEBOOK FIRST THE JACOBINSCHAPTER I THE ESTABLISHMENT OF THE NEW POLITICAL ORGANI  Principle of the revolutionary partyII  The JacobinsIII  Psychology of the JacobinIV  What the theory promisesCHAPTER II THE JACOBINSI  Formation of the partyII  Spontaneous associations after July 14 1789III  How they view the liberty of the pressIV  Their rallyingpointsV  Small,4
+Produced by Nick Hodson of London EnglandAdventures in Africa by WHG Kingston________________________________________________________________________In this book the hero fresh from school arrives from England andjoins his uncle who is a trader with the people of central Africabringing the goods obtained down to the south  On this occasion theyhave been attacked soon after they set out by natives led by Boers  Inorder to complete their journey to central Africa they decide to returnwith the few animals left to them horses and an ox over the KalahariDesert  Unfortunately they encamp one night in a place infested withthe tsetse flies which kills the horses  Shortage of water and attacksby various wild beasts such as elephants and a hippopotamus are some ofthe adventures describedAdventures they have in plenty almost too many for one of their numberis killed  They also kill far too many animals as was the custom inVictorian timesIt is a short book that wont take long to listen to or to read________________________________________________________________________ADVENTURES IN AFRICA BY WHG KINGSTONCHAPTER ONEHow many more days Jan will it be before we get across thisabominable desert  I asked of our black guide as we trudged along heleading our sole remaining ox while my uncle Mr Roger Farley and Iled our two horses laden with the remnants of our propertyMay be ten days may be two ten answered Jan Jigger whose knowledgeof numerals was somewhat limitedI gave a groan for I was footsore and weary and expected to have had amore satisfactory answer  We were making our way over a lightcolouredsoft sand sprinkled in some places with tall grass rising in tuftswith bare spots between them  In other parts were various creepingplants and alsothough I called the region a desertthere wereextensive patches of bushes above which here and there rose clumps oftrees of considerable height  This large amount of vegetation howevermanaged to exist without streams or pools and for miles and milestogether we had met with no water to quench our own thirst or that ofour weary beasts  My uncle was engaged in the adventurous and notunprofitable occupation of trading with the natives in the interior ofAfrica  He had come down south some months before to dispose of theproduce of his industry at Grahams Town where I had joined him havingbeen sent for from England  After purchasing a fresh supply of goodsarms powder and shot and giving a thorough repair to his waggons hehad again set off northward for the neighbourhood of lake Ngami wherehe was to meet his partner Mr Welbourn who had with him his sonHarry with whom I had been at school and who was about my own age  Wehad beyond the borders of the colony been attacked by a party ofsavages instigated by the Boers two or three of whom indeed led themThey had deprived us of our cattle and men we having escaped with asmall portion only of our goods two of our horses a single ox and ourone faithful Bechuana  To get away from our enemies we had taken aroute unusually followed across the Kalahari desert  We were aware ofthe dangers and difficulties to be encountered but the road was muchshorter than round either to the east or west and though we knew thatwild animals abounded including elephants rhinoceroses lionsleopards and hyaenas yet we believed that we should be able to contendwith them and that we should not be impeded by human savages  Dayafter day we trudged forward  The only water we could obtain was bydigging into certain depressions in the ground which our guide pointedout when having scraped out the sand with the single spade wepossessed and our hands we arrived at a hard stratum beyond which headvised us not to go  In a short time the water began to flow inslowly increasing by degrees until we had enough for ourselves and ourcattleWe had now however been travelling sixty miles or more withoutfinding one of these waterholes and though we had still a smallquantity of the precious liquid for ourselves our poor horses and oxhad begun to suffer greatly  Still Jan urged us to go forwardWater come soon water come soon he continued saying keeping his eyeranging about in every direction in search of the expected holeTrusting to Jans assurances thirst compelled us to consume the lastdrop of our water  Still hour after hour went by and we reached noplace at which we could replenish it  Our sufferings became terribleMy throat felt as if seared by a hot iron  Often I had talked of beingthirsty but I had never before known what thirst really was  My uncleI had no doubt was suffering as much as I was but his endurance waswonderfulWe had seen numbers of elands sporting round us in every direction butas soon as we approached them off they boundedSurely those deer do not live without water it cannot be far away IobservedThey are able to pass days and weeks without tasting any said myuncle  They can besides quickly cover thirty or forty miles of groundif they wish to reach it  We must try to shoot one of them for supperwhich may give us both meat and drink  See in the wood yonder we canleave our horses and the ox under Jans care and you and I will try tostalk one of the animalsOn reaching the wood my uncle and I with our guns in our hands took adirection which would lead us to leeward of the herd so that we mightnot be scented as we approachedBy creeping along under the shelter of some low bushes as we nearedthem the elands did not see us  Hunger and thirst made us unusuallycautious and anxious to kill one  My uncle told me to reserve my firein case he should fail to bring the eland down but as he was a muchbetter shot than I was I feared that should he miss I also shouldfail  Presently,15
+Produced by Jacqueline Jeremy and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet This file wasproduced from images generously made available by TheInternet ArchiveAmerican Libraries    THE    ROYAL    PICTURE ALPHABET    OF HUMOUR AND DROLL MORAL TALES    OR WORDS  THEIR MEANINGS    ILLUSTRATED    Illustration    LONDON    WARD AND LOCK    158 FLEET STREETIllustration LAUGH and LEARNIllustration The Royal Picture Alphabet    POETICAL PREFACE    TO THE    ROYAL PICTURE ALPHABET    TO PRECEPTORS    With learning may laughter be found      Tis good to be merry and wise    To gaily get over the ground      As higher and higher we rise    Some children their letters may learn      While others will surely do more    As the subjects suggestively turn      To matters not thought of before    Descriptions and pictures combined      Are here made attractive and clear    So suited that children may find      From error the truth to appearIllustrationA a               ABLUTION           _The Act of Cleansing_        The little sweep has washed his face      But not as we advise    For black as soot hes made the soap      And rubbed it in his eyesIllustrationB b        BARTER _Exchange_        Heres Master Mack presenting fruit      Of which he makes display    He knows hell soon have Lucys rope      And with it skip awayIllustrationC c        CATASTROPHE _a Final Event_       _generally unhappy_           Oh heres a sad catastrophe      Was Mrs Blossoms cry    ThenWater water bring to me      Or all my fish will dieIllustrationD d            DELIGHTFUL        _easant Charming_        These boys are bathing in the stream      When they should be at school    The masters coming round to see      Who disregards his ruleIllustrationE e                ECCENTRICITY           _Irregularity Strangeness_        We often see things seeming strange      But scarce so strange as this    Here everything is misapplied      Here every change amissIllustrationF f                     FRAUD                  _Deceit Trick Artifice Cheat_        Here is Pat Murphy fast asleep      And there is Neddy Bray    The thief a watchful eye doth keep      Until he gets awayIllustrationG g                 GENIUS            _Mental Power Faculty_        A little boy with little slate      May sometimes make more clear    The little thoughts that he would state      Than can by words appearIllustrationH h             HORROR        _Terror Dread_        This little harmless speckled frog      Seems Lady Townsends dread    I fear shell run away and cry      And hide her silly headIllustrationI i J j            ICHABOD AT THE JAM                                         ICHABOD _a Christian Name_    JAM _a Conserve of Fruits_        Enough is good excess is bad      Yet Ichabod you see    Will with the jam his stomach cram      Until they disagreeIllustrationK k                 KNOWING            _Conscious Intelligent_        Tho horses know both beans and corn      And snuff them in the wind    They also all know Jemmy Small      And what he holds behindIllustrationL l                    LUCKY               _Fortunate Happy by Chance_,15
+Produced by Vasco SalgadoORPHEU2ORPHEUREVISTA TRIMESTRAL DE LITERATURAPropriedade de ORPHEU LdaEditor ANTONIO FERRODIRECTORESFernando PessôaMario de SáCarneiroANO I1915     No 2     AbrilMaioJunhoSUMARIOANGELO DE LIMA                _Poemas Inéditos_MARIO DE SÁCARNEIRO          _Poemas sem Suporte_EDUARDO GUIMARAENS            _Poemas_RAUL LEAL                     _Atelier_ novela vertígicaVIOLANTE DE CYSNEIROS      _Poemas_ALVARO DE CAMPOS              _Ode Marítima_LUÍS DE MONTALVÔR             _Narciso_ poemaFERNANDO PESSÔA               _Chuva oblíqua_ poemas interseccionistasColaboração especial do futuristaSANTA RITA PINTOR4 horstexte duplos_Redacção_ 190 Rua do OuroLivraria Brazileira_Oficinas_ Tipografia do Comercio 10 Rua da Oliveiraao CarmoTelefone 2724LISBOAOrpheu iniciará na _rentrée_ uma longa série de conferencias deafirmação sendo as primeiras as seguintesA Torre Eiffel e o Genio do Futurismo por _Santa Rita Pintor_A Arte e a Heraldica pelo pintor _Manuel Jardim_Teatro Futurista no Espaço pelo _Dr Raul Leal_As Esfinges e os Guindastes estudo do bimetalismo psicologico por_Mario de SáCarneiro_SERVIÇO DA REDACÇÃOVarias razões tanto de ordem administrativa como referentes áassunção de responsabilidades literarias perante o publico levaramo _comité_ redactorial de _ORPHEU_ a achar preferivel que a direcçãoda revista fôsse assumida pelos actuais directores não envolvendotal determinação a minima discordancia com o nosso camarada Luísde Montalvôr cuja colaboração aliás ilustra o presente numeroDe principio concordara o _comité_ redactorial de _ORPHEU_ em nãoinserir colaboração artistica por isso mesmo se adoptou uma capa queo era brilhante composição do arquitecto José Pacheco Posteriormenteá saída do primeiro numero julgou porêm o mesmo _comité_ que seriainteressante inserir em cada numero desenhos ou quadros de umcolaborador em vista do que decidiu fixar a capa tirandolhe ocaracter artistico e dandolhe um simples e normal aspecto tipograficoA realisação desta parte do nosso programa começa no numero actual coma inserção dos quatro definitivos trabalhos futuristas de Santa RitaPintorO _Manifesto da Nova Literatura_ que havia sido anunciado como devendofazer parte do no 2 de _ORPHEU_ não é nêle inserto nem o acompanhaÉ motivo disto a circunstancia de que envolvendo a confecção dêssemanifesto o desenvolvimento de principios de ordem altamente scientificae abstracta êle não pôde ficar concluido a tempo de ser inserto Ouaparecerá com o 3o numero da revista ou mesmo antes talvez emopusculo ou folheto separadoO 3o numero de _ORPHEU_ será publicado em outubro com o atraso dummês portantopara que a sua acção não seja prejudicada pelaépocamortaOs _hors texte_ de Santa Rita Pintor insertos no presente numero foramfotogravados nos _ateliers_ da Ilustradora segundo clichés deBARROS  GALAMAS146 Rua da PalmaLISBOACONDIÇÕESToda a correspondencia deve ser dirigida aos DirectoresConvidamos todos os Artistas cuja simpatia esteja com a indole 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Ideaes e Virginaes AmantesOh Memoria de Amor ReligiosaJá Fui uma Creança PubescenteQue desbrocha em Amor InconscienteComo num Vago Sonho CommoventeDesabrocha uma Rosa OlorescenteA Adolescente Casta e CuriosaE já Fui a Galante com RequintePara darme Esquivandome em AcinteDe Prigos da Ventura CyspresinteSensitiva Ao Brisar do Sol OrinteA Nubente Temente e DesejosaE já Fui a Noivada pelo AmanteA Cingida de Abraço PalpitanteAnxe do Sacrificio InebrianteA Flôr que Quebra o Gyneceu HianteA Desvirgada Grata e DolorosaOh Memoria de Amor ReligiosaOh Estrellas na Noute ScintillantesComo Ideaes e Virginaes AmantesOh Noute em Teu Amor SilenciosaJá Fui como a Senhora sim duranteUns Tempos de Ventura ConfortanteNos Confortos de um Lar Hoje DistanteComo Dista da Noute um Paço EncanteJá Fui uma Matrona VirtuosaE já Fui a Devota pelo AmorA Adulterin que Trahe o seu SenhorE a que sentiu Doer o CoraçãoAo Fim de Tanta e Cada uma VezPor cada Intento só Colhêr RevezNas Espranças da Sua DevoçãoOh Noute em Teu Amor SilenciosaOh Estrellas na Noute ScintillantesComo Ideaes e Virginaes AmantesOh Memoria de Amor Religiosa                        E se Ha de Amor algum Amor EleitoAquella Tambem Fui que Ninguem FôsseQue num Mysterio como o Inferno DoceAmei a Minha Filha no seu LeitoSim se Ha de Amor algum Amor EleitoMinhas Irmãs Cingime ao Vosso PeitoE OuviMe esta Memoria DolorosaJá Fui Aquella que Perdeu a EsprançaE Errou Espasma Noutes sem TerminoEntre a Treva das Selvas PavorosaAnxe em busca de Amantes do DestinoE A que Lembrou os Tempos de CreançaE já Fui como a Sombra da SaudadeAmando a Lua pela ImmensidadeOh Noute em Teu Amor SilenciosaOh Estrellas na Noute ScintillantesComo Ideaes e Virginaes AmantesOh Memoria de Amor Religiosa_NEITHAKRI_Ó Noute Immensa pela ImmensidãoRecebe em Ti a minha ConfissãoEu Nunca disse ao Verdadeiro NãoNem devoro em Remorso o CoraçãoSou a Grande Rainha NeithaKriSou Devota,29
+Produced by Nick Hodson of London EnglandAbout Peggy Saville by Mrs George de Horne Vaizey________________________________________________________________________I have used part of the same introduction for this book as I did forone of the books about Pixie OShaughnessy not because the books areanything like the same but because the observations are equally validThis is another excellent book by Mrs de Horne Vaizey dating from theend of the nineteenth century  While of course it is dated in itsreferences to the world around its actors yet nevertheless theiremotions are welldescribed and no doubt are timelessSome older children are being educated at a Vicarage near Brightonalong with the vicars own three Peggy Saville is a new girl havingpreviously lived in India where her parents still are She has greattalent in some directions but still has to add up by counting on herfingers She certainly gets up to some tricks thoughThere is a fire at a dance given by the titled family of one of thepupils from which Peggy rescues the daughter of the house Both girlsare injured Peggy the more severely but eventually they are both onthe way to recoveryIn some ways the world around the people in the book is recognisabletoday in a way which a book written thirty or forty years before wouldnot have been  They have electricity telephones trains buses andmany other things that we still use regularly today  Of course onemajor difference is that few people today have servants whilemiddleclass and upperclass families of the eighteen nineties wouldcertainly have had themSo it is not so very dated after all  But I do think there is a realvalue in reading the book  Oddly enough I think that a boy wouldbenefit from reading any of the authors books more than a girl wouldbecause it would give him an insight into the girlish mind which hecould not so easily otherwise obtain________________________________________________________________________ABOUT PEGGY SAVILLE BY MRS GEORGE DE HORNE VAIZEYCHAPTER ONEA NEW INMATEThe afternoon post had come in and the Vicar of Renton stood in the baywindow of his library reading his budget of letters  He was a tallthin man with a closeshaven face which had no beauty of feature butwhich was wonderfully attractive all the same  It was not an old facebut it was deeply lined and those who knew and loved him best couldtell the meaning of each of those eloquent tracings  The deep verticalmark running up the forehead meant sorrow  It had been stamped therefor ever on the night when Hubert his firstborn had been broughtback cold and lifeless from the river to which he had hurried forthbut an hour before a picture of happy boyhood  The vicars brow hadbeen smooth enough before that day  The furrow was graven to the memoryof Teddy the goldenhaired lad who had first taught him the joys offatherhood  The network of lines about the eyes were caused by thehundred and one little worries of everyday life and the strain ofworking a delicate body to its fullest pitch and the two long deepstreaks down the cheeks bore testimony to that happy sense of humourwhich showed the bright side of a question and helped him out of many aslough of despair  This afternoon as he stood reading his letters oneby one the different lines deepened or smoothed out according to thenature of the missive  Now he smiled now he sighed anon he crumpledup his face in puzzled thought until the last letter of all wasreached when he did all three in succession ending up with a lowwhistle of surpriseEdith  This is from Mrs Saville  Just look at thisInstantly there came a sound of hurried rising from the other end of theroom a workbasket swayed to and fro on a rickety gipsytable and thevicars wife walked towards him rolling half a dozen reels of thread inher wake with an air of fine indifferenceMrs Saville she exclaimed eagerly  How is my boy and withoutwaiting for an answer she seized the letter and began to devour itscontents while her husband went stooping about over the floor pickingup the contents of the scattered basket and putting them carefully backin their places  He smiled to himself as he did so and kept turningamused tender glances at his wife as she stood in the uncarpeted spacein the window with the sunshine pouring in on her eager face  MrsAsplin had been married for twenty years and was the mother of threebig children but such was the buoyancy of her Irish nature and theirrepressible cheeriness of her heart that she was in good truth theyoungest person in the house so that her own daughters were sometimesquite shocked at her levity of behaviour and treated her with gentlemotherly restraint  She was tall and thin like her husband and he atleast considered her every whit as beautiful as she had been a score ofyears before  Her hair was dark and curly she had deepset grey eyesand a pretty fresh complexion  When she was well and rushing about inher usual breathless fashion she looked like the sister of her own tallgirls and when she was ill and the dark lines showed under her eyesshe looked like a tired wearied girl but never for a moment as if shedeserved such a title as an old or elderly woman  Now as she readher eyes glowed and she uttered ecstatic little exclamations of triumphfrom time to time for Arthur Saville the son of the lady who was thewriter of the letter had been the first pupil whom her husband hadtaken into his house to coach and as such had a special claim on heraffection  For the first dozen years of their marriage all had gonesmoothly with Mr and Mrs Asplin and the vicar had had more work thanhe could manage in his busy city parish then alas lung trouble hadthreatened he had been obliged to take a years rest and to exchangehis living for a sleepy little parish where,1
+Produced by Barbara Tozier Bill Tozier Mary Meehan andthe Online Distributed Proofreading Team athttpwwwpgdpnet                           THE HEART OF UNAGA                           BY RIDGWELL CULLUMAUTHOR OF _The Triumph of John Kars_ _The Law Breakers_ _The Wayof the Strong_ _etc_A L BURT COMPANYPublishers        New YorkPublished by arrangement with G P Putnams SonsCOPYRIGHT 1920BY RIDGWELL CULLUMMade in the United States of AmericaThe Knickerbocker Press New YorkCONTENTSPART I       IJULYMAN TELLS OF THE SLEEPER INDIANS      IITHE PASSING OF A DREAM     IIITHE GOING OF STEVE      IVUNAGA       VMARCEL BRAND      VIANINA     VIITHE HARVEST OF WINTER    VIIIBIG CHIEF WANAKAHA      IXTHE VISION OF THE SPIRE       XTHE RUSH OUTFIT      XISTEVE LISTENS     XIIREINDEER    XIIIADRESOL     XIVMALLARDS      XVTHE SET COURSEPART II       IAFTER FOURTEEN YEARS      IITHE SPRING OF LIFE     IIIMANHOOD      IVKEEKO       VA DUEL      VITHE KING OF THE FOREST     VIISUMMER DAYS    VIIITHE HEART OF THE WILDERNESS      IXTHE CLOSE OF THE SEASON       XTHE FAREWELL      XITHROUGH THE EYES OF A WOMAN     XIIKEEKO RETURNS HOME    XIIITHE FAITH OF MEN     XIVTHE VALLEY OF DREAMS      XVTHE HEART OF UNAGA     XVIKEEKO AND NICOL    XVIITHE DEVOTION OF A GREAT WOMAN   XVIIITHE VIGIL     XIXTHE STOREHOUSE      XXTHE HOMECOMING     XXITHE GREAT REWARDThe Heart of UnagaPART ICHAPTER IJULYMAN TELLS OF THE SLEEPER INDIANSSteve Allenwood raked the fire together A shower of sparks flew up andcascaded in the still air of the summer night A moment later hissmiling eyes were peering through the thin veil of smoke at the twodusky figures beyond the fire They were Indian figures huddled down ontheir haunches with their moccasined feet in dangerous proximity to thelive cinders strewn upon the groundOh yes he said And you guess they sleep all the timeThe tone of his voice was incredulousSure boss one of the Indians returned quite unaffected by the toneThe other Indian remained silent He was in that happy condition betweensleep and waking which is the very essence of enjoyment to his kindInspector Allenwood picked up a live coal in his bare fingers Hedropped it into the bowl of his pipe Then after a deep inhalation ortwo he knocked it out againHibernateeh Thats how we call it he said presently Then heshook his head The smile had passed out of his eyes No Its a dandynotion Butits not true Theyd starve plumb to death You seeJulyman theyre human folksthe same as we areThe flat denial of his boss was quite without effect upon JulymanOolak beside him roused himself sufficiently to turn his head andblink enquiry at him He was a silent creature whose admiration forthose who could sustain prolonged talk was profoundAll same boss that so Julyman protested without emotion Him samelike all men Him just man squaw pappoose All same himsleepsleepsleep when snow comes Julyman sucked deeply at his pipeand spoke through a cloud of tobacco smoke Julyman not lie Oh noHim all true When Julyman young manvery younghim father tell him ofLand of Big Fire Him say all Indian man sleepingso He leant oversideways with his hands pressed together against his cheek toillustrate his meaning Him father say this Him say when snow come AllIndian sleep One weektwo week Then him wakeso He stretchedhimself giving a great display of a weary halfwaking condition Himsit up The food there by him an he eateat plenty much Then himdrink An bimeby him drink the spirit stuff again Bimeby too himroll up in blanket Then him sleep some more One weektwo week SoAn bimeby winter him all gone Oh him very wise man Him no work lakhell same lak white man No Him sleepsleep all him winter An whenhim wake it all sun an snow all gone All very much good Indian manhim go out Him hunt the caribou Him fish plenty good Him kill muchseal Make big trade Oh yes Plenty big trade So him come plenty oldman No him die young Only very old Him much wise manThe white man smiled tolerantly He shruggedGuess you got a nightmare Julyman he said Best turn overSteve had nothing to add He knew his scouts as he knew all otherIndians in the wide wilderness of the extreme Canadian north Thesecreatures were submerged under a mental cloud of superstition andmystery He had no more reason to believe the story of hibernatingIndians than he had for believing the hundred and one stories of Indianfolklore he had listened to in his timeJulyman too considered the subject closed He had said all he had tosay So the spasm of talk was swallowed up by the silence of the summernightThe fire burned low and was replenished from the wood pile which stoodbetween the two teepees standing a few yards away in the shadow of thebush which lined the trail These men both white and coloured had thehabit of the trail deeply ingrained in them But then was it not theirlife practically the whole,1
+Produced by David WidgerTHE LITTLE GRAY LADYBy F Hopkinson Smith1909IOnce in a while there come to me out of the long ago the fragments of astory I have not thought of for yearsone that has been hidden in thedim lumberroom of my brain where I store my bygone memoriesThese fragments thrust themselves out of the past as do the cuffs ofan oldfashioned coat the flutings of a flounce or the lacings of abodice from out a quickly opened bureau drawer Only when you followthe cuff along the sleeve to the broad shoulder smooth out the crushedfrill that swayed about her form and trace the silken thread to thewaist it tightened can you determine the fashion of the day in whichthey were wornAnd with the rummaging of this lumberroom come the odors dry smellsfrom musty old trunks packed with bundles of faded letters and worthlessdeeds tied with red tape musty smells from dustcovered chests ironbound holding mouldy books their backs loose pungent smellsfrom cracked wardrobes stuffed with motheaten huntingcoatsridingtrousers and high boots with rusty spurscrosscountry riderstheseroisterers and gamestersa sorry lot no doubtOr perhaps it is an old bowlegged highboyits clubfeet slippered oneasy rollersthe kind with deep drawers kept awake by rattling brasshandles its outside veneer so highly polished that you are quite sureit must have been brought up in some distinguished family The scent ofold lavender and spiced rose leaves and a stick or two of white orrisroot haunt this relic my ladys laces must be kept fresh and so mustmy ladys long white mittsthey reach from her dainty knuckles quiteto her elbow And so must her cobwebbed silk stockings and the filmykerchief she folds across her bosomIt is this kind of a drawer that I am opening nowone belonging to theLittle Gray LadyAs I look through its contents my eyes resting on the finger of a glovethe end of a lace scarf and the handle of an old fan my mind goes backto the last time she wore them Then I begin turning everything upsidedown lifting the corner of this incident prying under that no bit oftalk recalling what he said and who told of it I shall have the wholedrawer empty before I get through and whose fault it was that thematch was broken off and why she of all women in the world shouldhave remained single all those years Why too she should have lost heridentity so to speak and become the Little Gray LadyAnd yet no sobriquet could better express her personality She waslittlea dainty elflike littleness with tiny feet and wee handsshe was graya soft silver graytoo gray for her forty years andthis fragment begins when she was forty and she was a lady in everybeat of her warm heart in every pressure of her white hand in hervoice speechin all her thoughts and movementsShe lived in the quaintest of old houses fronted by a brick pathbordered with fragrant box which led up to an oldfashioned porchits door brightened by a brass knocker This together with theknobs steps and slits of windows on each side of the door was keptscrupulously clean by old Margaret who had lived with her for yearsBut it is her personality and not her surroundings that lingers in mymemory No one ever heard anything sweeter than her voice in and nobodyever looked into a lovelier face even if there were little hollows inthe cheeks and shy fanlike wrinkles lurking about the corners of herlambent brown eyes Nor did her gray hair mar her beauty It was notold dry and withereda wispy gray That is not the way it happenedIt was a new allofasudden gray and in less than a weeksoMargaret once told mebleaching its brown gold to silver But thegloss remained and so did the richness of the folds and the wealth andweight of itInside the greenpainted door with its white trim and brass knocker andknobs there was a narrow hall hung with old portraits opening into aroom literally all fireplace Here there were gouty sofas and five orsix big easychairs ranged in a halfcircle with arms held out asif begging somebody to sit in them and here too was an embroideredworsted fire screen that slid up and down a standard to shield onesface from the blazing logs and there were queer tables and oldgoldcurtains looped back with brass rosettesears reallybehind whichthe tresses of the parted curtains were tucked and there were more oldportraits in dingy frames and samplers under glass and a rug whichsome aunt had made with her own hands from odds and ends and a hugeworkbasket spilling worsteds and last and by no manner of meansleast a big chintzcovered rockingchair the little ladys veryownits thin ankles and splay feet hidden by a modest frill There wereall these things and a lot moreand yet I still maintain that theroom was just one big fireplace Not alone because of its size and itcertainly was big many a doubting curly head losing its faith in SantaClaus has crawled behind the old firedogs the childs fingers tightabout the Little Gray Ladys and been told to look up into the bluealesson never forgotten all their lives but because of the wonderfuland nevertobetoldof things which constantly took place before itsblazing embersFor this fireplace was the Little Gray Ladys altar Here she dispensedwisdom and cheer and love Everybody in Pomford village had sat in oneor the other of the chairs grouped about it and had poured out theirhearts to her All sorts of pourings love affairs for instance thatwere hopeless until she would take the girls hand in her own and smoothout the tangle tosay nothing of bickerings behind closed doors withtwo lives pulling apart until her dear arms brought them togetherBut all this is only the outside of the old mahogany highboy with itsmeerschaumpipe polish spraddling legs and rattling handlesNow for the Little Gray Ladys own particular drawerIIIt was Christmas Eve and Kate Dayton one of Pomfords pretty girlshad found the Little Gray Lady sitting alone before the fire gazing intothe ashes her small frame,7
+Produced by David WidgerA LIST TO STARBOARDBy F Hopkinson Smith1909IA short square chunk of a man walked into a shipping office on the EastSide and inquired for the Manager of the Line He had kindly blue eyesa stub nose and a mouth that shut to like a rattrap and stayedshut Under his chin hung a pair of halfmoon whiskers which framed hisweatherbeaten face as a spike collar frames a dogsYou dont want to send this vessel to sea again blurted out thechunk She ought to go to the drydock Her boats havent had abrushful of paint for a year her boilers are caked clear to hertop flues and her pumps wont take care of her bilge water Chartersomething else and lay her upThe Manager turned in his revolving chair and faced him He was theopposite of the Captain in weight length and thicknessa slimwellgroomed puffycheeked man of sixty with a pair of uncertain badlyaimed eyes and a voice like the purr of a catOh my dear Captain you surely dont mean what you say She isperfectly seaworthy and sound Just look at her inspection and hepassed him the certificateNoI dont want to see it I know em by heart its a lie whateverit says Give an inspector twenty dollars and hes stone blindThe Manager laughed softly He had handled too many rebellious captainsin his time they all had a protest of some kindit was either thecrew or the grub or the coal or the way she was stowed Then he addedsoftly more as a joke than anything elseNot afraid are you CaptainA crack started from the lefthand corner of the Captains mouthcrossed a fissure in his face stopped within half an inch of his stubnose and died out in a smile of derisionWhat Im afraid of is neither here nor there Theres cattleaboardthat is there will be by tomorrow night and theres a lot ofpassengers booked some of em women and children It isnt honest toship em and you know it As to her boilers send for the Chief EngineerHell tell you You call it taking risks I call it murderAnd so I understand you refuse to obey the orders of the Boardandyet shes got to sail on the 16th if she sinks outsideWhen I refuse to obey the orders of the Board Ill tell the Board notyou And when I do tell em Ill tell em something else and that isthat this chartering of wornout tramps painting em up and putting eminto the Line has got to stop or therell be troubleBut this will be her last trip Captain Then well overhaul herIve heard that lie for a year Shell run as long as they can insureher and her cargo As for the women and children I suppose they dontcount and he turned on his heel and left the officeOn the way out he met the Chief EngineerDo the best you can Mike he said orders are we sail on the 16th,26
+Produced by Bryan Ness Annie McGuire and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetA GIRL OF THE KLONDIKEByVICTORIA CROSS_Quid non mortalia pectora cogisAuri sacra fames_NEW YORKTHE MACAULAY COMPANY_A Girl of the Klondike is now issuedin America for the first timeby arrangement with the author_CONTENTS                                        PAGE  CHAPTER I     A NIGHT IN TOWN            9  CHAPTER II    AT THE WEST GULCH         49  CHAPTER III   KATRINES NEIGHBOURS      99  CHAPTER IV    GODS GIFT               167  CHAPTER V     GOLDPLATED              211  CHAPTER VI    MAMMONS PAY             265                LENVOI                  314CHAPTER IA NIGHT IN TOWNNight had fallen over Alaskablack uncompromising night a veil ofimpenetrable darkness had dropped upon the snow wastes and theicefields and the fettered Yukon sleeping under its icechains andupon the cruel passes where the trails had been made by tracks of bloodDay by day as long as the light of dayGods glorious gift to manhadlasted these trails across the passes between the snowy peaks thepeaks themselves had been the theatre of hideous scenes of humancruelty of human lust and greed of human egoism Day by day a slowterrible stream of humanity had wound like a dark and sluggish riverthrough these passes bringing with it sweat and toil and agony tortureand suffering and death As long as the brilliant sun in the placidazure of the summer heavens above had guided them bands of men hadlaboured and fought and struggled over these passes deaf to all pity ormercy or justice deaf to all but the clamour of greed within them thatwas driving them on trampling down the weak and the old crushing thefallen each man clutching and grasping his own hoarding his strengthand even refusing a hand to his neighbour starving the patient beastsof burden they had brought with them friends who were willing to sharetheir toil without sharing their reward driving on the poor staggeringstrengthless brutes with open knives and clubbing them to death whenthey fell beneath their loads with piteous eyes or leaving them tofreeze slowly where they lay pressing forward hurrying fightingslaughtering so the men went into the gold camps all the summer andthe passes were the silent witnesses of the horror of it all and of theinnocent blood shed Then Nature herself intervened and winter camedown like a black curtain on the world and the passes closed up behindthe men and were filled with drifts of snow that covered the bones andthe blood and the deep miry slides marked with slipping tracks wherestruggling gasping lives had gone out and the river closed up behindthe men and the ice thickened there daily and the men were in the campsand there was no way outAnd now in the darkness of the winter night in the coldness in whichno man could live there was peace There was no sound for the snow onthe tall pines never melted and never fell the water in the creeks wassolid as the rocks and made no murmur there was no footfall of bird norbeast no leaf to rustle no twig to fallBut beyond the silent peaks and the desolate passes beyond the rigidpines low down in the darkness there was a reddish glow in the air astrange yellowish quivering mist of light that hovered and movedrestlessly and yet kept its place where it hung suspended between whiteearth and black sky All around was majestic peace and calm andstillness nature wrapped in silence but the flickering wavering mistof light jumped feverishly in the darkness and spoke of man It was thecloud of restless light that hung over the city of DawsonWithin the front parlour of the Pistol Shot the favourite and mostsuccessful besides being the most appropriately named saloon in Dawsonthe cold had been pretty well fought down a huge stove stood at eachend of the room crammed as full as it would hold with fuel all windowswere tightly closed and lamps flared merrily against the whitewashedwallsAt this hour the room was full and the single door facing the barwas pushed open every half minute to admit one or two or more figures tojoin the steaming drinking noisy crowd within It was snowing outsideAs the door swung open one could see the white sheet of falling flakesin the darkness the air was full of snowthat cruel light dry snowfine and sharp like powdered ice borne down on a North wind Thefigures that entered brought it in with them the light frosty powderresting on their furs and lying deep in the upturned rims of their sealcapsThere had been a successful strike made that afternoon and the men wereall excited and eager about it Every one pressed to the Pistol Shotto hear the latest details to discuss and gossip over it There was asmuch talk as digging done in Dawson Men who had no chance and no meansto win success who owned no claims and never saw gold except in anothermans hands loved to talk work and talk claims and talk gold with therest It was exhilarating and exciting and there was only that onetopic in the world for them They were like invalids in a smallcommunity afflicted by a common disease who never meet withoutdiscussing their symptoms,1
+Produced by David Garcia Emmy and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet This file wasproduced from images generously made available by TheKentuckiana Digital LibraryIllustration WORK AND WINOLIVER OPTICIllustrationIllustrationIllustration Signature William T AdamsWORK AND WINORNODDY NEWMAN ON A CRUISEA Story for Young PeopleBYOLIVER OPTIC        AUTHOR OF BOAT CLUB ALL ABOARD NOW        OR NEVER ETC ETC        NEW YORK        HURST  COMPANY        PUBLISHERS        To        MY YOUNG FRIEND        Edward C Bellows        THIS BOOK        IS AFFECTIONATELY DEDICATEDPREFACEIn the preparation of this volume the author has had in his mind theintention to delineate the progress of a boy whose education had beenneglected and whose moral attributes were of the lowest order fromvice and indifference to the development of a high moral and religiousprinciple in the heart which is the rule and guide of a pure and truelifeThe incidents which make up the story are introduced to illustrate themoral status of the youth at the beginning and to develop theinfluences from which proceeded a gentle and Christian characterMollie the captains daughter whose simple purity of life whosefilial devotion to an erring parent and whose trusting faith in thehour of adversity won the love and respect of Noddy was not the leastof these influences If the writer has not moralized it was becausethe true life seen with the living eye is better than any precepthowever skilfully it may be dressed by the rhetorical genius of themoralistOnce more the author takes pleasure in acknowledging the kindness of hisyoung friends who have so favorably received his former works and hehopes that WORK AND WIN the fourth of the Woodville Stories willhave as pleasant a welcome as its predecessors                                              WILLIAM T ADAMS        HARRISON SQUARE MASS           November 10 1865CONTENTS        CHAPTER                                PAGE            I The MischiefMakers               9           II The Circus at Whitestone         21          III A Moral Question                 33           IV Noddys Confession               45            V Squire Wriggs at Woodville       57           VI Noddys Engagement               70          VII The RingMaster                  81         VIII Goodby to Woodville             93           IX An Attempt to Work and Win      105            X Poor Mollie                     117           XI The Schooner Roebuck            129          XII The Drunken Captain             141         XIII The Shark                       154          XIV The Yellow Fever                167           XV The Demon of the Cup            180          XVI Night and Storm                 193         XVII After the Storm                 206        XVIII The Beautiful Island            217          XIX The Visitors                    228           XX Homeward Bound,52
+Produced by Geetu Melwani and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet This file wasproduced from images generously made available by TheInternet ArchiveAmerican LibrariesCAPTAIN BOLDHEARTBYCHARLES DICKENSILLUSTRATED BYBEATRICE PEARSEIllustration Invited them to BreakfastCAPTAIN BOLDHEART THE LATINGRAMMARMASTERA HOLIDAY ROMANCE FROMTHE PEN OF LIEUTCOLROBIN REDFORTHAGED 9BYCHARLES DICKENSLONDON CONSTABLE AND CO LTDFOREWORDThe story contained herein was written by Charles Dickens in 1867 It isthe third of four stories entitled Holiday Romance and was publishedoriginally in a childrens magazine in America It purports to bewritten by a child aged nine It was republished in England in All theYear Round in 1868 For this and four other Christmas pieces Dickensreceived 1000Holiday Romance was published in book form by Messrs Chapman  Hall in1874 with Edwin Drood and other storiesFor this reprint the text of the story as it appeared in All the YearRound has been followedCAPTAIN BOLDHEART AND THE LATINGRAMMAR MASTERThe subject of our present narrative would appear to have devotedhimself to the Pirate profession at a comparatively early age We findhim in command of a splendid schooner of one hundred guns loaded to themuzzle ere yet he had had a party in honour of his tenth birthdayIt seems that our hero considering himself spited by aLatinGrammarMaster demanded the satisfaction due from one man ofhonour to another Not getting it he privately withdrew his haughtyspirit from such low company bought a secondhand pocketpistol foldedup some sandwiches in a paper bag made a bottle of Spanishliquoricewater and entered on a career of valourIt were tedious to follow Boldheart for such was his name through thecommencing stages of his history Suffice it that we find him bearingthe rank of Captain Boldheart reclining in full uniform on a crimsonhearthrug spread out upon the quarterdeck of his schooner the Beautyin the China Seas It was a lovely evening and as his crew lay groupedabout him he favoured them with the following melody     O landsmen are folly     O Pirates are jolly     O Diddleum Dolly                      Di         _Chorus_ Heave yoThe soothing effect of these animated sounds floating over the watersas the common sailors united their rough voices to take up the richtones of Boldheart may be more easily conceived than describedIt was under these circumstances that the lookout at the masthead gavethe word WhalesAll was now activityWhere away cried Captain Boldheart starting upOn the larboard bow sir replied the fellow at the masthead touchinghis hat For such was the height of discipline on board of the Beautythat even at that height he was obliged to mind it or be shot throughthe headIllustration His crew lay grouped around himThis adventure belongs to me said Boldheart Boy my harpoon Letno man follow and leaping alone into his boat the captain rowed withadmirable dexterity in the direction of the monsterAll was now excitementHe nears him said an elderly seaman following the captain throughhis spyglassHe strikes him said another seaman a mere stripling but also with aspyglassHe tows him towards us said another seaman a man in the full vigourof life but also with a spyglassIn fact the captain was seen approaching with the huge bulk followingWe will not dwell on the deafening cries of Boldheart Boldheart withwhich he was received when carelessly leaping on the quarterdeck hepresented his prize to his men They afterwards made two thousand fourhundred and seventeen pound ten and sixpence by itOrdering the sails to be braced up the captain now stood WNW TheBeauty flew rather than floated over the dark blue waters Nothingparticular occurred for a fortnight except taking with considerableslaughter four Spanish galleons and a Snow from South America allrichly laden Inaction began to tell upon the spirits of the menCaptain Boldheart called all hands aft and saidMy lads I hear there are discontented ones among ye Let any suchstand forthAfter some murmuring in which the expressions Aye aye sir UnionJack Avast Starboard Port Bowsprit and similar indicationsof a mutinous undercurrent though subdued were audible Bill Boozeycaptain of the foretop came out from the rest His form was that of agiant but he quailed under the captains eyeWhat are your wrongs said the captainWhy dye see Captain Boldheart replied the towering mariner Ivesailed man and boy for many a year but I never yet knowd the milkserved out for the ships companys teas to be so sour as tis aboardthis craftIllustration THE RESCUE OF WILLIAM BOOZEYAt this moment the thrilling cry Man overboard announced to theastonished crew that Boozey in stepping back as the captain in merethoughtfulness laid his hand upon the faithful pocketpistol which hewore in his belt had lost his balance and was struggling with thefoaming tideAll was now stupefactionBut with Captain Boldheart to throw off his uniform coat regardless ofthe various rich orders with which it was decorated and to plunge intothe sea after the drowning giant was the work of a moment Maddeningwas the excitement when boats were lowered intense the joy when thecaptain was seen holding up the drowning man with his teeth deafeningthe cheering when both were restored to the main deck of the Beauty Andfrom the instant of his changing his wet clothes for dry ones CaptainBoldheart had no such devoted though humble friend as William BoozeyBoldheart now pointed to the horizon and called the attention of hiscrew to the taper spars of a ship lying snug in harbour under the gunsof a fortShe shall be ours at sunrise said he Serve out a double allowanceof grog and prepare for actionAll was now preparationWhen morning dawned after a sleepless night it was seen that thestranger was crowding on all sail to come out of the harbour and offerbattle As the two ships came nearer to each other the stranger fired agun and hoisted Roman colours Boldheart then perceived her to be theLatinGrammarMasters bark Such indeed she was and had been tackingabout the world,62
+Produced by Roger Frank and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet                           CRUEL AS THE GRAVE                                 A NOVEL                    BY MRS EMMA D E N SOUTHWORTH  AUTHOR OF SELFMADE ISHMAEL SELFRAISED FAIR PLAY VIVIA  MISSING BRIDE A BEAUTIFUL FIEND CHANGED BRIDES RETRIBUTION    HOW HE WON HER A NOBLE LORD BRIDES FATE FALLEN PRIDE        LADY OF THE ISLE THE MAIDEN WIDOW ALLWORTH ABBEY       GYPSYS PROPHECY LOST HEIRESS WIDOWS SON INDIA          THREE BEAUTIES BRIDE OF LLEWELLYN BRIDAL EVE           DISCARDED DAUGHTER FATAL SECRET TWO SISTERS                CURSE OF CLIFTON TRIED FOR HER LIFE                  PHANTOM WEDDING LOVES LABOR WON                   FORTUNE SEEKER FATAL MARRIAGE                   MOTHERINLAW CHRISTMAS GUEST                    FAMILY DOOM WIFES VICTORY                        He to whom               I gave my heart with all its wealth of love               Forsakes me for anotherMEDEA               And we saw Medea burning               At her naturesplanted stakeBROWNING                               NEW YORK                  THE F M LUPTON PUBLISHING COMPANY                       Nos 7276 Walker Street                            Copyright 1888                     By T B PETERSON  BROTHERS                          Cruel as the Grave                             CONTENTS   Chapter                                                  Page         ITHE BERNERS OF THE BURNING HEARTS                21        IIJOHN LYON HOWE                                   26       IIISYBIL BERNERS                                    32        IVTHE BEAUTIFUL STRANGER                           45         VTHE LANDLORDS STORY                             48        VIROSA BLONDELLE                                   59       VIIDOWN IN THE DARK VALE                            71      VIIIBLACK HALL                                       76        IXTHE GUESTCHAMBERS,47
+Produced by Robin Monks Stephen Blundell and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet Thisbook was produced from scanned images of public domainmaterial from the Google Print project                    BAROMETER AND WEATHER                            GUIDE                       BOARD OF TRADE                            1859           COMPILED BY REARADMIRAL FITZROY FRS                       _THIRD EDITION_                      WITH ADDITIONS                           LONDON     PRINTED BY GEORGE E EYRE AND WILLIAM SPOTTISWOODE       PRINTERS TO THE QUEENS MOST EXCELLENT MAJESTY             FOR HER MAJESTYS STATIONERY OFFICE                         AND SOLD BY J D POTTER _Agent for the Admiralty Charts_ 31 POULTRY               AND 11 KING STREET TOWER HILL                            1859                    _Price One Shilling_Transcribers Note    Minor typographical errors have been corrected without note    However due to an omission in the original text the anchor for    footnote 4 has been placed in an assumed position    A brief table of contents though not present in the original    publication has been provided below      PREFACE      HOW TO FORETELL WEATHER      MARINE BAROMETER A contraction of rules for foretelling weatherin accordance with thefollowing pagesis submitted for scales of common barometers    RISE         FALL                 FOR          FOR                N ELY      S WLY  NWNE    SESW                 DRY          WET                 OR           OR                 LESS         MORE    WIND        WIND                                       EXCEPT       EXCEPT               WET FROM     WET FROM   N ED       N ED              Add one tenth for each hundred feet above the Sea                         LONG FORETOLDLONG LAST    SHORT NOTICESOON PAST                         FIRST RISE AFTER LOW    FORETELLS STRONGER BLOWPREFACEMany persons have advocated placing barometers at exposed fishingvillages and the Board of Trade has sanctioned the principle of someassistance by Government to a limited extent depending on the necessityof each case and other contingencies such as the care publicity andsetting of the barometersIt was thought advisable to substitute a few words on the scales ofthese instruments in place of those usually engraved which are not themost suitable and to compile brief and plain information respectingthe use of weatherglassesThe following pages were prepared but only the first few were intendedparticularly for this purposeAfter writing these it was suggested that some remarks might be addedfor the benefit of many persons especially young officers at sea andthe suggestion was complied with yet not so as to diminish theportability of this compilation or increase its priceThese remarks derived from the combined observation study andpersonal experience of various individuals are in accordancegenerally with the results obtained by eminent philosophersThe works of Humboldt Herschel Dové Sabine Reid Redfield Espy andothers are appealed to in confirmation of this statementTo obviate any charge of undue haste or an insufficiently consideredplanwhich may be fairly brought against many noveltiesthe followingtestimony to the first published suggestion of such a measure,42
+Produced by Marilynda FraserCunliffe Diane Monico andthe Online Distributed Proofreading Team athttpwwwpgdpnet This file was made using scans ofpublic domain works in the International Childrens DigitalLibraryIllustrationCOUNTRY WALKS OF A NATURALISTWITHHIS CHILDRENBYREV W HOUGHTON MA FLSRECTOR OF PRESTON ON THE WILD MOORS SHROPSHIREILLUSTRATED WITH EIGHT COLOURED PLATES ANDNUMEROUS WOOD ENGRAVINGSSECOND EDITIONLONDONGROOMBRIDGE AND SONS5 PATERNOSTER ROWMDCCCLXXPREFACEIn this little book my desire has been not so much to impartknowledge to young people as to induce them to acquire it forthemselves I have endeavoured to show that Country Walks may be fullof interest and instruction to all who care to make good use of theireyes If I have failed the fault rests with me for the way in which Ihave treated the subject I am aware that I have occasionally usedwords and phrases which may puzzle young brains but I hope thatnearly all will be intelligible to boys and girls of nine or ten yearsold with a little explanation from parents or teachersThe chief if not the sole merit of this little book consists in theillustrations which adorn it and I must express my sincere gratitudeto Mr Gould the eminent ornithologist for his kind permission tocopy some of the magnificent drawings in his work on The Birds ofGreat Britain To Mr R S Chattock of Solihull I am also deeplyindebted for the pains he has taken in reproducing on a reducedscale Mr Goulds drawings and for the drawings of the sticklebacksand the frontispiece My generous friend and neighbour Mr Eyton ofEyton has furnished another instance of his numerous acts ofkindness in allowing me the use of Mr Goulds work and of variouswoodcuts To two lady friends I also express my best thanks and lastthough not least to the publishers Messrs Groombridge for the carethey have taken to present the volume to the public in a veryattractive formCONTENTS                                                                  PAGEWALK IAPRIL                                                       1On the MoorsSwallowsWatervolesPeewitsMarshMarigoldWaterprimroseMolesHeronsKingfishersMoschatelleWaterscorpionWALK IIAPRIL                                                     17OphrydiumReed SparrowWhirligig BeetlesFreshwaterMusselsZebra MusselTitmiceThrushes crackingSnailshellsDabbling in a PondDyticus or GreatWaterbeetleCorethra LarvaWeaselsWALK IIIMAY                                                      36Searching for Sticklebacks NestsNestmaking FishSnailLeechesOther LeechesCuckoo FlowersBlueSpeedwellStitchwortTadpolesFrogsFrog and CatWALK IVMAY                                                       50The Melicerta or Tubicolous WheelanimalculeWatercrowfootor ButtercupSedgewarblerReedwarblersNestCuckoosHorsetailHydræWALK VMAY                                                        69Drive to ShawburyTrout FishingParasite on TroutCurious habitof a Twowinged FlyEphemeræ or MayfliesWilly hooking outDaceAnother fish ParasiteGlobe FlowerDragonfliesQuotationfrom Thomsons SeasonsWALK VIJUNE                                                      84In the FieldsSt Georges MushroomTreecreepersA handfulof GrassesNettles and Dead NettlesButterflyLarvæ feedingon Nettle LeavesFreshwater PolyzoaEggs of NewtsDevelopmentof NewtsDonacia BeetlesPlanarian WormsWALK VIIJUNE                                                    103Hedgehog and young onesHedgehogs injurious or notOn theMoors againGreat TomtitShrikes or Butcher BirdsLadybirdBeetlesSwiftsCootsWaterhensGrebesConvolvulusWALK VIIIJULY                                                   119Frogs Spawn AlgaOther Freshwater AlgæHawksKestrelSparrowHawkBuzzardShrewmouse superstitions aboutSpiders Nestsand WebsSpiders FangsSpiders FeetWALK IXJULY                                                     133In the Fields againScarlet PimpernelGoats BeardCaddis Wormsand FliesForgetmenotGoldfinchesCruelty of country lads toyoung birdsGrasshoppersCricketsPike voracity and size ofWALK XOCTOBER,54
+Produced by Greg Weeks Bruce Albrecht Stephen Blundelland the Online Distributed Proofreading Team athttpwwwpgdpnetIllustration UNBORN TOMORROWBY MACK REYNOLDSIllustrated by Freas _Unfortunately there was only one thing he could bring back from the wonderful future  and though he didnt want to  nevertheless he did_Betty looked up from her magazine She said mildly Youre lateDont yell at me I feel awful Simon told her He sat down at hisdesk passed his tongue over his teeth in distaste groaned fumbled ina drawer for the aspirin bottleHe looked over at Betty and said almost as though reciting What Ineed is a vacationWhat Betty said are you going to use for moneyProvidence Simon told her whilst fiddling with the aspirin bottlewill provideHmmm But before providing vacations itd be nice if Providenceturned up a missing jewel deal say Something where you could deducethat actually the ruby ring had gone down the drain and was caught inthe elbow Something that would net about fifty dollarsSimon said mournful of tone Fifty dollars Why not make it fivehundredIm not selfish Betty said All I want is enough to pay me thisweeks salaryMoney Simon said When you took this job you said it was the romancethat appealed to youHmmm I didnt know most sleuthing amounted to snooping arounddepartment stores to check on the clerks knocking downSimon said enigmatically Now it comes                                   There was a knockBetty bounced up with Olympic agility and had the door swinging widebefore the knocking was quite completedHe was old little and had bug eyes behind pincenez glasses His suitwas cut in the style of yesteryear but when a suit costs two or threehundred dollars you still retain caste whatever the stylingSimon said unenthusiastically Good morning Mr Oyster He indicatedthe clients chair Sit down sirThe client fussed himself with Bettys assistance into the seatbugeyed Simon said finally You know my name thats pretty goodNever saw you before in my life Stop fussing with me young lady Yourad in the phone book says youll investigate anythingAnything Simon said Only one exceptionExcellent Do you believe in time travelSimon said nothing Across the room where she had resumed her seatBetty cleared her throat When Simon continued to say nothing sheventured Time travel is impossibleWhyWhyYes whyBetty looked to her boss for assistance None was forthcoming Thereought to be some very quick positive definite answer She said Wellfor one thing paradox Suppose you had a time machine and traveled backa hundred years or so and killed your own greatgrandfather Then howcould you ever be bornConfound it if I know the little fellow growled HowSimon said Lets get to the point what you wanted to see me aboutI want to hire you to hunt me up some time travelers the old boysaidBetty was too far in now to maintain her proper role of silentsecretary Time travelers she said not very intelligentlyThe potential client sat more erect obviously with intent to hold thefloor for a time He removed the pincenez glasses and pointed them atBetty He said Have you read much science fiction MissSome Betty admittedThen youll realize that there are a dozen explanations of theparadoxes of time travel Every writer in the field worth his salt hasexplained them away But to get on Its my contention that within acentury or so man will have solved the problems of immortality andeternal youth and its also my suspicion that he will eventually beable to travel in time So convinced am I of these possibilities that Iam willing to gamble a portion of my fortune to investigate the presencein our era of such time travelersSimon seemed incapable of carrying the ball this morning so Betty saidBut  Mr Oyster if the future has developed time travel why dontwe ever meet such travelersSimon put in a word The usual explanation Betty is that they cantafford to allow the spacetime continuum track to be altered If say atime traveler returned to a period of twentyfive years ago and shotHitler then all subsequent history would be changed In that case thetime traveler himself might never be born They have to tread mightycarefullyMr Oyster was pleased I didnt expect you to be so well informed onthe subject young manSimon shrugged and fumbled again with the aspirin bottle                                   Mr Oyster went on Ive been considering the matter for some timeandSimon held up a hand Theres no use prolonging this As I understandit youre an elderly gentleman with a considerable fortune and yourealize that thus far nobody has succeeded in taking it with himMr Oyster returned his glasses to their perch bugeyed Simon but thennoddedSimon said You want to hire me to find a time traveler and in somemanner or otherany manner will doexhort from him the secret ofeternal life and youth which you figure the future will havediscovered Youre willing to pony up a part of this fortune of yoursif I can deliver a bona fide time travelerRightBetty had been looking from one to the other Now she said plaintivelyBut where are you going to find one of these charactersespecially iftheyre interested in keeping hidThe old boy was the center again I told you Id been considering itfor some time The _Oktoberfest_ thats where theyd be He seemedelatedBetty and Simon waitedThe _Oktoberfest_ he repeated The greatest festival the world hasever seen the carnival _feria_ _fiesta_ to beat them all Every yearits held in Munich Makes the New Orleans Mardi gras look like aquilting party He began to swing into the spirit of his descriptionIt originally started in celebration of the wedding of some localprince a century and a half ago and the Bavarians had such a banguptime theyve been holding it,26
+Produced by Nick Hodson of London EnglandEarl Huberts Daughter by Emily Sarah Holt________________________________________________________________________This is one of Emily Holts admirable and deeply researched historicalnovels this time set in the early years of the thirteenth century  Themain players in the story appear at first sight to be the upperclassladies of the Court and their various somewhat confusing relationshipsBut early in the book an old Jewish pedlar comes and displays rich waresof a surprising value and variety  One of the girls asks if he can getsome special embroidery done on a scarf she wants to give as a presentAbraham sends in his young daughter Belasez and conditions are agreedsuch that she will not be called upon to do or eat anything she shouldnot and all this seems to work very well  But the story involvingBelasez her mother Licorice and her brother Delecresse gets more andmore involved and interesting  Belasez realises that there has beensomething in the past that she wants to unearth and gradually the wholestrange story is revealed________________________________________________________________________EARL HUBERTS DAUGHTER BY EMILY SARAH HOLTPREFACEThe thirteenth century was one of rapid and terrible incidentstumultuous politics and in religious matters of low and degradingsuperstition  Transubstantiation had just been formally adopted as adogma of the Church accompanied as it always is by sacramentalconfession and quickly followed by the elevation of the host and theinvention of the pix  Various Orders of monks were flocking intoEngland  The Pope was doing his best aided by the Roman clergy and totheir shame be it said by some of the English to fix his iron yoke onthe neck of the Church of England  The doctrine of human merit was atits highest pitch the doctrine of justification by faith was absolutely_unknown_Amid this thick darkness a very small number of trueheartedHeaventaught men bore aloft the torch of truththat is of so muchtruth as they knew  One of such men as these I have sketched in FatherBruno  And if possibly the portrait is slightly overcharged for thedateif he be represented as a shade more enlightened than at thattime he could well beI trust that the anachronism will be pardoned forthe sake of those eternal verities which would otherwise have been leftwantingThere is one fact in ecclesiastical history which should never beforgotten and this is that in all ages within the visible corporatebody which men call the Church God has had a Church of His own trueliving and faithful  He has ever reserved to Himself that typicalseven thousand in Israel of whom all the knees have not bowed untoBaal and every mouth hath not kissed himSuch men as these have been termed Protestants before the ReformationThe only reason why they were not Protestants was because there was asyet no Protestantism  The heavenly call to come out of her had notyet been heard  These men were to be found in all stations andcallings on the throneas in Alfred the Great Saint Louis and Henrythe Sixth in the hierarchyas in Anselm Bradwardine and Grostestein the cloisteras in Bernard de Morlaix but perhaps most frequentlyin that rank and file of whom the world never hears and of some ofwhom however low their place in it the world is not worthyThese men often made terrible blundersas Saint Louis did when hepersecuted the Jews under the delusion that he was thus doing honour tothe Lord whom they had rejected and Bernard de Morlaix when he led acrusade against the Albigenses of whom he had heard only slanderousreports  Do we make no blunders that we should be in haste to judgethem  How much more has been given to us than to them  How much morethen will be requiredCHAPTER ONEFATHER AND MOTHER  He was a true man thiswho lived for England  And he knew how to die  Sweet  There are many sweet things  Clovers sweet  And so is liquorice though tis hard to chew  And sweetbriartill it scratchesLook Margaret  Thine aunt Dame Marjory is come to spend thybirthday with theeAnd see my new bower  Boudoir  O Aunt Marjory I am so gladThe new bower was a very pretty roomfor the thirteenth centurybutits girlowner was the prettiest thing in it  Her age was thirteen thatday but she was so tall that she might easily have been supposed two orthree years older  She had a very fair complexion violetblue eyesand hair exactly the colour of a cedar pencil  If physiognomy may betrusted the face indicated a loving and amiable dispositionThe two ladies who had just entered from the anteroomthe mother andaunt of Margaret were both tall finelydeveloped women with shiningfair hair  They spoke French evidently as the mothertongue but in1234 that was the custom of all English nobles  These ladies had beenbrought up in England from early maidenhood but they were ScottishPrincessesthe eldest and youngest daughters of King William the Lionby his Norman Queen Ermengarde de Beaumont  Both sisters were veryhandsome but the younger bore the palm of beauty in the artists sensethough she was not endowed with the singular charm of manner whichcharacterised her sister  Chroniclers tell us that the youngerPrincess Marjory was a woman of marvellous beauty  Yet something moreattractive than mere beauty must have distinguished the PrincessMargaret for two men of the most opposite dispositions to have borneher image on their hearts till death and for her husbanda man capableof abject superstition and with his hotheaded youth far behind himtohave braved all the thunders of Rome rather than put her awayThese royal sisters had a singular history  Their father King Williamhad put them for education into the hands of King John of England andhis Queen Isabelle of Angouleme when they were little more thaninfants in other words he had committed his tender doves to the chargeof almost the worst man and woman whom he could have selected  Therewere just two vices of which His English Majesty was not guilty andthose were cowardice and hypocrisy,1
+Produced by Sankar Viswanathan Juliet Sutherland and theOnline Distributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet                            A little Book                          for A little Cook                            COPYRIGHT 1905                           BY LP HUBBARD                             PUBLISHED BY                        Pillsbury Minneapolis                                   DIRECTIONS1 Always use Pillsburys Best Flour2 Sift flour twice before adding to cakes or breakfast cakes3 _Make all measurements_ level by using edge of knife tolightly scrape off from top of cup or spoon until material iseven with the edges4 Use same sized cups or spoons in measuring for the samerecipe5 Before starting to make recipe read through carefully thenput on table all the materials and tools needed in making thatparticular recipe                                   A NOTE TO THE MODERN READER_A Little Book for a Little Cook_ was originally published byPillsbury in 1905 This new reproduction has all of the recipesfrom the original softcover edition but is being reissued withthe modern reader in mind The collector will note some smalldepartures from the original book but the little cook will nodoubt find what is here to be fun to cook delicious and warmlynostalgic     For best results we recommend the following recipe changes     when preparing these oldfashioned recipes When using     Pillsbury BEST Flour there is no need to sift the flour     Just lightly spoon the flour into the measuring cup and     level it off When combining the flour with other dry     ingredients stir the ingredients together with a fork     Bread Soak 1 6 oz cake compressed yeast or 1 pkg     active dry yeast and 1 tablespoon sugar in 2 tablespoons     lukewarm 105110F water for 2 minutes Knead dough 5 to     10 minutes Let dough rise in warm place until it is _almost     double in size_ Grease bottom only 84 or 95inch loaf     pan Bake at 375F for 35 to 40 minutes or until light     golden brown     Biscuits Bake on a lightly greased cookie sheet at 425F     for 9 to 11 minutes     Ginger Bread Bake in a greased 13x9inch pan at 350F for     23 to 27 minutes     Sponge Cake Bake in a greased and floured 9inch square or     117inch pan at 350F for 24 to 29 minutes     Muffins Bake in a greased 12cup muffin pan at 400F for     12 to 16 minutes     Creamed Potatoes If a double boiler is unavailable cook in     a heavy saucepan over medium heat until mixture thickens     about 5 minutes     Fudge Cook in a small heavy saucepan pour mixture into a     buttered 9x5 or 8x4inch pan     Chocolate Cake Bake in a greased and floured 8inch square     pan at 350F for 23 to 27 minutes or until toothpick     inserted in center comes out clean     Johnny Cake Bake in a greased 8inch square pan at 400F     for 15 to 20 minutes                                   BREADMATERIAL12 cup boiling water12 cup milk12 cake yeast2 tablespoons cold water1 teaspoon salt3 cups Pillsburys BestWAY OF PREPARINGSoak yeast in 2 tablespoons cold water Pour 12 cup boilingwater into 12 cup milk _Let cool to lukewarm_ Stir indissolved yeast and salt Add 3 cups Pillsburys Best Turn ontoa kneading board Knead until smooth Let rise until three timesthe original size Knead slightly put into a well greased panLet rise until double its bulk and bake 25 or 30 minutes inmoderate oven It will be well to consult some experienced personas to lightness of sponge and doughBISCUITSMATERIAL1 cup Pillsburys Best12 teaspoon salt2 teaspoons baking powder1 tablespoon cold butter12 cup milkWAY OF PREPARINGSift flour salt and baking powder twice Chop butter in with aknife until mealy Add milk for a soft dough Place on a boardwith a little flour Knead gently until smooth Roll out toonehalf inch thickness Use small cutter and place biscuits ingreased pan Bake in a hot oven until nicely brownedGINGER BREADMATERIAL12 cup molasses1 cup sugar5 tablespoons melted butter12 teaspoon cinnamon12 teaspoon ginger1 teaspoon salt1 teaspoon soda1 egg212 cups Pillsburys Best1,16
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_Consolaçam ás Tribulaçoens de Israel_Monólogo do VaqueiroOuvese fóra de scena o vozeio dos guardas do paço e entralogo vestido de briche e ceifões de pele manta do Alentejoao hombro e cajado de azambujeiro na mão o  _Vaqueiro_Apre que sete impurrõesme ferrarram á entradamas eu dei uma punhadanum de aqueles figurõesPorém se de tal souberanão vierae vindo não entrariae se entrasse eu olhariade maneiraque nenhum me chegariaMas está feito está feitoe se se fôr a apurarjá que entrei neste lugartudo me sae em proveitoTé me regala ver coisastão formosasque se fica parvo a vêlasEu remiroas porém ellasde lustrosasa nós outros são danosas  _Fala á Rainha_Meu caminho não errouDeus queira que seja aquique eu já pouco sei de minem deslindo aonde estouNunca vi cabana talem especialtão notavel de memóriaesta deve ser a glóriaprincipaldo paraiso terrealSeja que não seja emboraquero dizer ao que venhonão diga que me detenhoa nossa aldeia já agoraPor ella vim saber cáse certo éque pariu Vossa NobrezaCrei que sim que Vossa Altezatal estáque de isto mesmo dá féMui alegre e prazenteiramui ufana e esclarecidamui perfeita e mui luzidamuito mais que de antes eraOh que bem tão principaluniversalNunca se viu prazer talPor minha févou saltarEh zagaldiz lá diz lásaltei malQuem queres que não rebentede alegria e gasalhadoDe todos tão desejadoeste príncepe excelenteoh que rei terá de serA meu verdeviamos pôr em gritosa alegria e a esperançaque até os nossos cabritosdesde hontem coa folgançanão cuidam já de pascerE todo o gado retouçatoda a tristeza se quitacom esta nova bemditatodo a mundo se alvoroçaoh que alegria tamanhaa montanhae os prados refloriramporque agora se cumpriramcá nesta mesma cabanatodas as glórias de EspanhaQue grão prazer sentiráa grão côrte castelhanaQuão alegre e quão ufanaa vossa mãe não estaráe á uma toda a naçãoCom razãoque de tal rei procedeuo mais nobre que nasceuseu pendãonão sofre comparaçãoQue pai que filho e que mãeOh que avó que avós os seusE suas tias tambemBemdito o Senhor dos céusporque ell tal familia temViva o príncepe logradoque é o bem aparentadoSe agora vagar tiverae depressa não vieramaldito seja eu entãose aqui a conta não derade esta sua geraçãoSerá rei Dom João Terceiroo herdeiroda fama que nos deixaramnos tempos em que reinaramo Segundo e o Primeiroe indoutros que passaramMas ficaramme lá fórauns trinta ou mais companheirospastores zagaes porqueirose vou chamálos agoraelles trazem pra o nascidoesclarecidoovos e leite fresquinhose um cento de bolinhosmais trouxeramqueijos melo que puderamE ora os quero ir chamarmas por via dos puxõesagarrem os figurõespra gente poder entrarOuvese ao longe uma gaita de folesEntram certas figuras de pastores e oferecem ao príncepe osditos presentesNota_Nota_Quando comecei a traduzir este lindo monólogo os versosentraram logo a construirse espontâneos na nossa linguagem Etão facil foi o trabalho que apenas o verso  Juri á Sanjunco santoque representa o pitoresco de uma exclamação sem sentido emportuguês não entra nesta versão quase justalinear Passadoá nossa lingua depois de tantos annos ter incerrada no seuduro castelhano a doce alma portuguesa pareceme que o monólogoganhou em lirismoo lirismo que a nossa linguagem imprestaás falas sinceras que do seu ritmo se ajudam Porque onde ocastelhano aspirado e cerrado põe a força e o garboe põenosaté na doçurao português requebra a modulação suave doseu tom menor Estranho parecerá que nenhum dos nossos homensde teatro que o autor de estas linhas não é se não lembrasseha muito de trazer para a scena este monólogo incantador estapeça da mais viva poesia integrando na decorativa moldura dareconstituição histórica a figura desimpenada do _Vaqueiro_ Quandoeste aparece na câmara da rainha perseguido pelos guardas quelhe estorvam a passagemé em verdade o Povo que aparecefalando de mão a mão ao seu rei na consciência da sua forçameiga e orgulhosaÉ o Povo a criança admirativa que é doida por livros deimagens quem se boquiabre ante a câmara sumptuosa cuja riquezaentanto lhe provoca desconfianças e em cujo sobrado preciosoplanta todavia com firmeza os seus rudos sapatos afeitos atrilhar calhaus de serra É elle ainda quem dirige á rainhacom uma familiaridade tocante e tão graciosa as preguntasextraprotocolares de gótica simplecidade  se certo é  que pariu Vossa Nobrezae quem logo descobre no rosto da mulher desfalecida e incantadao indício da alegria maternal que a seguir descreve em versosadmiraveis cuja adjectivação nos faz _ver_ a radiação moralde aquele rostoÉ,14
+Produced by David Starner katsuya and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetTRANSCRIBERS NOTESPunctuation spelling and obvious printers errors have been correctedFootnotes from the original text have been collated at the end of thisebook and references to them have been amended according to the newfootnote numbering used in this ebookIllustration Kostes PalamasKOSTES PALAMASLIFE IMMOVABLE_FIRST PART_TRANSLATED BY ARISTIDES E PHOUTRIDESWITH INTRODUCTION AND NOTES BY THE TRANSLATORCAMBRIDGEHARVARD UNIVERSITY PRESS1919COPYRIGHT 1919HARVARD UNIVERSITY PRESSTO MRS EVELETH WINSLOWTHIS VOLUME OF TRANSLATIONS IS DEDICATED AS A TOKEN OF HERAPPRECIATION OF THE POETS WORKPREFACEThe translations contained in the present volume were undertaken sincethe beginning of the great war when communication with Greece andaccess to my sources of information were always difficult and at timesimpossible In hastening to present them to the English speakingpublic before discussing them with the poet himself and my friends inAthens I am only yielding to the urgent requests of friends on bothsides of the Atlantic who have regarded my delay with justifiableimpatience I am thoroughly conscious of the shortcomings that werebound to result from the above difficulties and from the interruptioncaused by my two years service in the American army and were it notfor the encouragement and loyal assistance of those interested in mywork it would have been impossible for me to bring it at all beforethe public My earnest effort has been to be as faithful to the poetas possible and for this reason I have not attempted to render rimea dangerous obstacle to a natural expression of the poets thought anddiction But I hope that the critics will judge my work as that of amere pioneer I know there is value in the theme and if this value ismade sufficiently evident to arouse the interest of poetry lovers inthe achievements of contemporary Greece I shall have reaped my bestrewardI wish to express my thanks to Dr Christos N Lambrakis of Athensfor the information which he has always been willing to furnish meregarding various dark points in the work translated to Mrs EvelethWinslow of Washington for many valuable suggestions and criticismsand above all to Professor Clifford H Moore of Harvard Universityfor the interest he has shown in the work and the readiness with whichhe has found time in the midst of his duties to take charge of mymanuscript in my absence and to assist in seeing it through the pressARISTIDES E PHOUTRIDESWASHINGTON DCJuly 7 1919CONTENTSINTRODUCTION  KOSTES PALAMAS A NEW WORLDPOET  LIFE IMMOVABLE FIRST PARTTRANSLATIONS  LIFE IMMOVABLEINTRODUCTORY POEMFATHERLANDS  FATHERLANDS IXII  THE SONNETS  EPIPHANY  MAKARIA  THE MARKET PLACE  LOVES  WHEN POLYLAS DIED  TO PETROS BASILIKOS  SOLDIER AND MAKER  THE ATHENA RELIEF  THE HUNTRESS RELIEF  A FATHERS SONG  TO THE POET L MAVILES  IMAGINATION  MAKARIAS DEATH  TO PALLIS FOR HIS ILIAD  HAIL TO THE RIMETHE RETURN  DEDICATION  THE TEMPLE  THE HUT  THE RING  THE CORD GRASS FESTIVAL  THE FAIRY  OUT IN THE OPEN LIGHT  FIRST LOVE  THE MADMAN  OUR HOME  THE DEAD  THE COMRADE  RHAPSODY  IDYL  AT THE WINDMILL  WHAT THE LAGOON SAYS  PINKS  RUINS  PENELOPE  A NEW ODE BY THE OLD ALCAEUSFRAGMENTS FROM THE SONG TO THE SUN  IMAGINATION  THE GODS  MY GOD  HELEN  THE LYRE  GIANTS SHADOWS  THE HOLY VIRGIN IN HELL  SUNRISE  DOUBLE SONG  THE SUNBORN  ON THE HEIGHTS OF PARADISE  THE STRANGER  AN ORPHIC HYMN  THE POET  KRISHNAS WORDS  THE TOWER OF THE SUN  A MOURNING SONG  PRAYER OF THE FIRSTBORN MEN  THOUGHT OF THE LASTBORN MEN  MOLOCH  ALL THE STARS  ARROWSVERSES OF A FAMILIAR TUNE  THE BEGINNING  THE PARALYTIC ON THE RIVERS BANK  THE SIMPLE SONG  THREE KISSES  ISMENE  THOUGHTS OF EARLY DAWN  TO A MAIDEN WHO DIED  TO THE SINNER  A TALK WITH THE FLOWERS  TO MY WIFE  THE ANSWER  THOUGHT  THE SINNER  THE ENDTHE PALM TREE  THE PALM TREEINTRODUCTIONKOSTES PALAMAS1A NEW WORLDPOET    _And then I saw that I am the poet surely a poet among many    a mere soldier of the verse but always the poet who desires    to close within his verse the longings and questionings of the    universal man and the cares and fanaticism of the citizen I    may not be a worthy citizen but it cannot be that I am the    poet of myself alone I am the poet of my age and of my race    And what I hold within me cannot be divided from the world    without_        KOSTES PALAMAS Preface to _The Twelve Words of the Gypsy_    _Kostes Palamas  is raised not only above other poets of    Modern Greece but above all the poets of contemporary Europe    Though he is not the most known  he is incontestably the    greatest_        EUGÈNE CLEMENT _Revue des Études Grecques_ITHE STRUGGLEKostes Palamas A name I hated once with all the sincerity of a youngand blind enthusiast as the name of a traitor This is no exaggerationI was a student in the third class of an Athenian Gymnasion in 1901when the Gospel Riots stained with blood the streets of Athens Thecause of the riots was a translation of the New Testament into thepeoples tongue by Alexandros Pallis one of the great leaders of theliterary renaissance of Modern Greece The translation appeared inseries in the daily newspaper _Akropolis_ The students of theUniversity animated by the fiery speeches of one of their ProfessorsGeorge Mistriotes the bulwark of the unreconcilable Purists who wouldmodel the modern language of Greece after the ancient regarded thistranslation as,3
+Produced by Judith Boss and Martin RobbMY ANTONIABy Willa CatherCONTENTS          Introduction          BOOK I   The Shimerdas          BOOK II  The Hired Girls          BOOK III Lena Lingard          BOOK IV  The Pioneer Womans Story          BOOK V   Cuzaks BoysTO CARRIE AND IRENE MINER In memory of affections old and trueOptima dies prima fugit VIRGILINTRODUCTIONLAST summer I happened to be crossing the plains of Iowa in a seasonof intense heat and it was my good fortune to have for a travelingcompanion James Quayle BurdenJim Burden as we still call him in theWest He and I are old friendswe grew up together in the same Nebraskatownand we had much to say to each other While the train flashedthrough neverending miles of ripe wheat by country towns andbrightflowered pastures and oak groves wilting in the sun we sat inthe observation car where the woodwork was hot to the touch and reddust lay deep over everything The dust and heat the burning windreminded us of many things We were talking about what it is like tospend ones childhood in little towns like these buried in wheat andcorn under stimulating extremes of climate burning summers when theworld lies green and billowy beneath a brilliant sky when one is fairlystifled in vegetation in the color and smell of strong weeds and heavyharvests blustery winters with little snow when the whole country isstripped bare and gray as sheetiron We agreed that no one who had notgrown up in a little prairie town could know anything about it It was akind of freemasonry we saidAlthough Jim Burden and I both live in New York and are old friends Ido not see much of him there He is legal counsel for one of the greatWestern railways and is sometimes away from his New York office forweeks together That is one reason why we do not often meet Another isthat I do not like his wifeWhen Jim was still an obscure young lawyer struggling to make his wayin New York his career was suddenly advanced by a brilliant marriageGenevieve Whitney was the only daughter of a distinguished man Hermarriage with young Burden was the subject of sharp comment at the timeIt was said she had been brutally jilted by her cousin Rutland Whitneyand that she married this unknown man from the West out of bravado Shewas a restless headstrong girl even then who liked to astonishher friends Later when I knew her she was always doing somethingunexpected She gave one of her town houses for a Suffrage headquartersproduced one of her own plays at the Princess Theater was arrestedfor picketing during a garmentmakers strike etc I am never able tobelieve that she has much feeling for the causes to which she lends hername and her fleeting interest She is handsome energetic executivebut to me she seems unimpressionable and temperamentally incapable ofenthusiasm Her husbands quiet tastes irritate her I think and shefinds it worth while to play the patroness to a group of young poets andpainters of advanced ideas and mediocre ability She has her own fortuneand lives her own life For some reason she wishes to remain Mrs JamesBurdenAs for Jim no disappointments have been severe enough to chill hisnaturally romantic and ardent disposition This disposition though itoften made him seem very funny when he was a boy has been one of thestrongest elements in his success He loves with a personal passion thegreat country through which his railway runs and branches His faithin it and his knowledge of it have played an important part in itsdevelopment He is always able to raise capital for new enterprises inWyoming or Montana and has helped young men out there to do remarkablethings in mines and timber and oil If a young man with an idea can onceget Jim Burdens attention can manage to accompany him when he goes offinto the wilds hunting for lost parks or exploring new canyons then themoney which means action is usually forthcoming Jim is still able tolose himself in those big Western dreams Though he is over forty nowhe meets new people and new enterprises with the impulsiveness by whichhis boyhood friends remember him He never seems to me to grow olderHis fresh color and sandy hair and quickchanging blue eyes are thoseof a young man and his sympathetic solicitous interest in women is asyouthful as it is Western and AmericanDuring that burning day when we were crossing Iowa our talk keptreturning to a central figure a Bohemian girl whom we had knownlong ago and whom both of us admired More than any other person weremembered this girl seemed to mean to us the country the conditionsthe whole adventure of our childhood To speak her name was to callup pictures of people and places to set a quiet drama going in onesbrain I had lost sight of her altogether but Jim had found her againafter long years had renewed a friendship that meant a great deal tohim and out of his busy life had set apart time enough to enjoy thatfriendship His mind was full of her that day He made me see her againfeel her presence revived all my old affection for herI cant see he said impetuously why you have never written anythingabout AntoniaI told him I had always felt that other peoplehe himself for one knewher much better than I I was ready however to make an agreement withhim I would set down on paper all that I remembered of Antonia if hewould do the same We might in this way get a picture of herHe rumpled his hair with a quick excited gesture which with him oftenannounces a new determination and I could see that my suggestion tookhold,24
+Produced by Annie McGuire and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet This file wasproduced from images generously made available by TheInternet ArchiveAmerican Libraries,16
+Produced by Norbert H Langkau Thorsten Kontowski and theOnline Distributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet                               Paetels                           Taschenausgaben                                 23          __________________________________________________                           Im Sonnenschein                       Drei Sommergeschichten                                 von                            Theodor Storm                         Dreizehnte Auflage                     Verlag von Gebrüder Paetel                               Berlin          __________________________________________________                  Druck von G Kreysing in Leipzig          __________________________________________________                            Meiner Mutter                                 zum                    Weihnachtabend  1854          __________________________________________________                              IM SAALAm Nachmittag war Kindtaufe gewesen nun war es gegen Abend Die Elterndes Täuflings saßen mit den Gästen im geräumigen Saal unter ihnen dieGroßmutter des Mannes die andern waren ebenfalls nahe Verwandte jungeund alte die Großmutter aber war ein ganzes Geschlecht älter als dieältesten von diesen Das Kind war nach ihr Barbara getauft wordendoch hatte es auch noch einen schöneren Namen erhalten denn Barbaraallein klang doch gar zu altfränkisch für das hübsche kleine KindDennoch sollte es mit diesem Namen gerufen werden so wollten es beideEltern wieviel auch die Freunde dagegen einzuwenden hatten Die alteGroßmutter aber erfuhr nichts davon daß die Brauchbarkeit ihreslangbewährten Namens in Zweifel gezogen warDer Prediger hatte nicht lange nach Verrichtung seines Amtes denFamilienkreis sich selbst überlassen nun wurden alte liebe ofterzählte Geschichten hervorgeholt und nicht zum letzten Male wiedererzählt Sie kannten sich alle die Alten hatten die Jungen aufwachsendie Ältesten die Alten grau werden sehen von allen wurden dieanmutigsten und spaßhaftesten Kindergeschichten erzählt wo kein andrersie wußte da erzählte die Großmutter Von ihr allein konnte niemanderzählen ihre Kinderjahre lagen hinter der Geburt aller andern dieaußer ihr selbst etwas davon wissen konnten hätten weit über jedesMenschenalter hinaus sein müssen  Unter solchen Gesprächen war esabendlich geworden Der Saal lag gegen Westen ein roter Schimmer fieldurch die Fenster noch auf die Gipsrosen an den weißen mitStukkaturarbeit gezierten Wänden dann verschwand auch der Aus derFerne konnte man ein dumpfes eintöniges Rauschen in der jetzteingetretenen Stille vernehmen Einige der Gäste horchten aufDas ist das Meer sagte die junge FrauJa sagte die Großmutter ich habe es oft gehört es ist schon langeso gewesenDann sprach wieder niemand draußen vor den Fenstern in dem schmalenSteinhof stand eine große Linde und man hörte wie die Sperlinge unterden Blättern zur Ruhe gingen Der Hauswirt hatte die Hand seiner Fraugefaßt die still an seiner Seite saß und heftete die Augen an diekrause altertümliche GipsdeckeWas hast du fragte ihn die GroßmutterDie Decke ist gerissen sagte er die Simse sind auch gesunken DerSaal wird alt Großmutter wir müssen ihn umbauenDer Saal ist noch nicht so alt erwiderte sie ich weiß noch wohlals er gebaut wurdeGebaut Was war denn früher hierFrüher wiederholte die Großmutter dann verstummte sie eine Weile undsaß da wie ein lebloses Bild ihre Augen sahen rückwärts in einevergangene Zeit ihre Gedanken waren bei den Schatten der Dinge derenWesen lange dahin war Dann sagte sie Es ist achtzig Jahre her deinGroßvater und ich wir haben es uns oft nachher erzählt  die Saaltürführte dazumal nicht in einen Hausraum sondern aus dem Hause hinaus ineinen kleinen Ziergarten es ist aber nicht mehr dieselbe Tür die altehatte Glasscheiben und man sah dadurch gerade in den Garten hinunterwenn man zur Haustür hereintrat Der Garten lag drei Stufen tiefer dieTreppe war an beiden Seiten mit buntem chinesischen Geländer versehenZwischen zwei von niedrigem Bux eingefaßten Rabatten führte ein breitermit weißen Muscheln ausgestreuter Steig nach einer Lindenlaube davorzwischen zweien Kirschbäumen hing eine Schaukel zu beiden Seiten derLaube an der hohen Gartenmauer standen sorgfältig aufgebundeneAprikosenbäume  Hier konnte man Sommers in der Mittagsstunde deinenUrgroßvater regelmäßig auf und abgehen sehen die Aurikeln undholländischen Tulpen auf den Rabatten ausputzend oder mit Bast an weißeStäbchen bindend Er war ein strenger akkurater Mann,0
+Produced by Norbert H Langkau Thorsten Kontowski and theOnline Distributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet                               Paetels                           Taschenausgaben                                 23          __________________________________________________                           Im Sonnenschein                       Drei Sommergeschichten                                 von                            Theodor Storm                         Dreizehnte Auflage                     Verlag von Gebrüder Paetel                               Berlin          __________________________________________________                  Druck von G Kreysing in Leipzig          __________________________________________________                            Meiner Mutter                                 zum                    Weihnachtabend  1854          __________________________________________________                         MARTHE UND IHRE UHRWährend der letzten Jahre meines Schulbesuchs wohnte ich in einemkleinen Bürgerhause der Stadt worin aber von Vater Mutter und vielenGeschwistern nur eine alternde unverheiratete Tochter zurückgebliebenwar Die Eltern und zwei Brüder waren gestorben die Schwestern bis aufdie jüngste die einen Arzt am selbigen Ort geheiratet hatte ihrenMännern in entfernte Gegenden gefolgt So blieb denn Marthe allein inihrem elterlichen Hause worin sie sich durch das Vermieten des früherenFamilienzimmers und mit Hilfe einer kleinen Rente spärlich durchs Lebenbrachte Doch kümmerte es sie wenig daß sie nur Sonntags ihrenMittagstisch decken konnte denn ihre Ansprüche an das äußere Lebenwaren fast keine eine Folge der strengen und sparsamen Erziehung dieder Vater sowohl aus Grundsatz als auch in Rücksicht seinerbeschränkten bürgerlichen Verhältnisse allen seinen Kindern gegebenhatte Wenn aber Marthen in ihrer Jugend nur die gewöhnlicheSchulbildung zuteil geworden war so hatte das Nachdenken ihrer spätereneinsamen Stunden vereinigt mit einem behenden Verstande und demsittlichen Ernst ihres Charakters sie doch zu der Zeit in der ich siekennen lernte auf eine für Frauen namentlich des Bürgerstandesungewöhnlich hohe Bildungsstufe gehoben Freilich sprach sie nicht immergrammatisch richtig obgleich sie viel und mit Aufmerksamkeit las amliebsten geschichtlichen oder poetischen Inhalts aber sie wußte sichdafür meistens über das Gelesene ein richtiges Urteil zu bilden und wasso Wenigen gelingt selbständig das Gute vom Schlechten zuunterscheiden Mörikes Maler Nolten der damals erschien machtegroßen Eindruck auf sie so daß sie ihn immer wieder las erst dasGanze dann diese oder jene Partie wie sie ihr eben zusagte DieGestalten des Dichters wurden für sie selbstbestimmende lebende Wesenderen Handlungen nicht mehr an die Notwendigkeit des dichterischenOrganismus gebunden waren und sie konnte stundenlang darübernachsinnen auf welche Weise das hereinbrechende Verhängnis von sovielen geliebten Menschen dennoch hätte abgewandt werden könnenDie Langeweile drückte Marthen in ihrer Einsamkeit nicht wohl aberzuweilen ein Gefühl der Zwecklosigkeit ihres Lebens nach außen hin siebedurfte jemandes für den sie hätte arbeiten und sorgen können Bei demMangel näher Befreundeter kam dieser löbliche Trieb ihren jeweiligenMietern zugute und auch ich habe manche Freundlichkeit undAufmerksamkeit von ihrer Hand erfahren  An Blumen hatte sie einegroße Freude und es schien mir ein Zeichen ihres anspruchslosen undresignierten Sinnes daß sie unter ihnen die weißen und von diesenwieder die einfachen am liebsten hatte Es war immer ihr erster Festtagim Jahre wenn ihr die Kinder der Schwester aus deren Garten die erstenSchneeglöckchen und Märzblumen brachten dann wurde ein kleinesPorzellankörbchen aus dem Schranke herabgenommen und die Blumen ziertenunter ihrer sorgsamen Pflege wochenlang die kleine KammerDa Marthe seit dem Tode ihrer Eltern wenig Menschen um sich sah undnamentlich die langen Winterabende fast immer allein zubrachte so liehdie regsame und gestaltende Phantasie die ihr ganz besonders eigen warden Dingen um sie her eine Art von Leben und Bewußtsein Sie borgteTeilchen ihrer Seele aus an die alten Möbel ihrer Kammer und die altenMöbel erhielten so die Fähigkeit sich mit ihr zu unterhalten meistensfreilich war diese Unterhaltung eine stumme aber sie war dafür destoinniger und ohne Mißverständnis Ihr Spinnrad ihr braungeschnitzterLehnstuhl waren gar sonderbare Dinge die oft die eigentümlichstenGrillen hatten vorzüglich war dies aber der Fall mit einer altmodischenStutzuhr die ihr verstorbener Vater vor über fünfzig Jahren auchdamals schon als ein uraltes Stück auf dem Trödelmarkt zu Amsterdamgekauft hatte Das Ding sah freilich seltsam genug aus,45
+Produced by Norbert H Langkau Thorsten Kontowski and theOnline Distributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet                               Paetels                           Taschenausgaben                                 23          __________________________________________________                           Im Sonnenschein                       Drei Sommergeschichten                                 von                            Theodor Storm                         Dreizehnte Auflage                     Verlag von Gebrüder Paetel                               Berlin          __________________________________________________                  Druck von G Kreysing in Leipzig          __________________________________________________                            Meiner Mutter                                 zum                    Weihnachtabend  1854          __________________________________________________                           IM BRAUERHAUSEEs war in einem angesehenen Bürgerhause wo wir am Abendteetisch invertrautem Kreis beisammensaßen Unsere Wirtin eine Fünfzigerin vonfrischem Wesen mit einem Anflug heiterer Derbheit stammte nicht auseiner hiesigen Familie sie war in ihrer Jugend als wirtschaftlicheStütze in das elterliche Haus ihres jetzigen Mannes unseres trefflichenWirtes gekommen und hatte in solchem Verhältnisse dort gelebt bis dereinzige Sohn so glücklich gewesen war sie als seine Ehefrau bleibendfestzuhalten Das Vertrauen womit des Bräutigams Mutter gleich nach derHochzeit der Jüngeren ihren eigenen Platz im Hause einräumte hat diesenun schon manches Jahr über das Leben ihrer beiden Schwiegerelternhinaus gerechtfertigt Bei ihrem jetzt den Siebzigern nahen Ehemannselber begann schon das Greisenalter seine leise Spur zu ziehen aber woihm eine Kraft versagte da suchte sie unbemerkt die ihre einzusetzenwo ihrerseits eine Entsagung nötig oder auch nur erwünscht schien dablickte sie nur mit um so freundlicheren Augen auf ihren Mann und bliebbei ihm allein wenn andere dem Vergnügen nachgingen Der alte Herrselber war nicht von vielen Worten aber die ruhige Sicherheit einergegenseitig bewährten Liebe war in diesem Hause allen fühlbar und allefühlten sich dort wohlAm heutigen Abend jedoch wollte das gewohnte Gespräch worin man sichsonst über Stadt und Landesangelegenheiten mit Behaglichkeit ergingnoch immer nicht in rechten Fluß geraten denn in einer unsererNachbarstädte war früh am Morgen etwas Ausnahmsweises und Entsetzlicheses war die Hinrichtung eines Raubmörders dort vollzogen worden und dieLuft schien mit diesem Unterhaltungsstoffe so erfüllt daß kaum etwasanderes daneben zur Geltung kommen konnte Hier war nun überdies nochein abergläubischer Unfug im Gefolge der Exekution gewesen einEpileptischer hatte von dem noch rauchenden Blute des Justifiziertentrinken und dann zwischen zwei kräftigen Männern laufen müssen bis erplötzlich von seinen Krämpfen befallen zu Boden gestürzt war Dennochgalt dies Verfahren als ein untrügliches Heilmittel seiner KrankheitUnd noch zu anderen Kuren und sympathetischen Wundern sollten HaareBlut und Fetzen von der Kleidung des Hingerichteten unter die Leutegekommen seinAn unserem Teetisch erhob sich darüber ein lebhaftes Durcheinanderredenalle diese Dinge wurden gleichzeitig als unzulässig und strafbar alsverabscheuungswürdig und als lächerlich bezeichnet Nur unsere verehrtesonst so teilnehmende Wirtin saß plötzlich so still und in sichversunken da daß endlich alle es bemerken mußtenAls wir sie eben darauf ansahen rief ihre älteste Tochter zu ihrhinüber Mutter du denkst gewiß an Peter Liekdoorns FingerJa ja Peter Liekdoorn sagte nun auch der alte Herr das ist eineGeschichte Erzähl sie nur Mutter deine Gedanken kommen sonst ja dochnicht davon los und zu verschweigen ist ja nichts dabeiNein mein Vater sagte die alte Dame es ist ja einstens auch genugdavon geredet wordenDann sah sie uns alle der Reihe nach mit ihren freundlichen Augen anund als auch wir dann baten begann sie in ihrer mitteilsamen WeiseMein seliger Vater hatte wie das Ihnen allen wohl bekannt ist eineBrauerei keine bayerische wie sie heutzutage sind es wurde nurGutbier und Dünnbier gebraut aber beides war gut für den Durst undnicht so gallenbitter wie das jetzige das nicht einmal zu einerBiersuppe zu gebrauchen istWir lachten und sie lachte herzlich mit unsDas Geschäft fuhr sie dann fort war noch von Großvaters Zeiten herund lange das einzigste am Ort gewesen im Jahre meiner Konfirmationaber wurde von einem reichen Bäcker noch ein zweites etabliert Wenn manhinten aus unserem Brauhause auf den Weg hinaustrat konnte man amNordende der,0
+Produced by Eric Hutton Markus Brenner and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet                         THE STORY OF ECLIPSES                  _SIMPLY TOLD FOR GENERAL READERS_             WITH ESPECIAL REFERENCE TO THE TOTAL ECLIPSE                      OF THE SUN OF MAY 28 1900                                  BY                     GEORGE F CHAMBERS FRAS               _Of the Inner Temple BarristeratLaw_                               AUTHOR OF      THE STORY OF THE SOLAR SYSTEM THE STORY OF THE STARS              A HANDBOOK OF DESCRIPTIVE ASTRONOMY ETC                      LONDON GEORGE NEWNES LTD                      SOUTHAMPTON STREET STRAND                                 1899     _The rights of translation and of reproduction are reserved_Illustration FIG 1THE TOTAL ECLIPSE OF THE SUN Sept 7 1858_Liais_                               PREFACEThe present Volume is intended as a sequel to my two former volumes inthe Newnes Series of Useful Stories entitled respectively the Storyof the Solar System and the Story of the Stars It has been writtennot only as a necessary complement so to speak to those works butbecause public attention is already being directed to the forthcomingtotal eclipse of the Sun on May 28 1900 This eclipse though onlyvisible as a partial one in England will be total no further off thanPortugal and Spain Considering also that the line of totality will passacross a large tract of country forming part of the United States itmay be inferred that there will be an enormous number ofEnglishspeaking spectators of the phenomenon It is for these ingeneral that this little book has been written For the guidance ofthose who may be expected to visit Portugal or Spain a temporaryAppendix has been prepared giving a large amount of information showinghow those countries can be best reached whether by sea or overlandfrom the shores of EnglandIf anyone is inclined to doubt whether an eclipse expedition is likelyto provide nonastronomical tourists with incidents of travel pleasantprofitable and even amusing perhaps the doubt will be removed by aperusal of the accounts of Sir F Galtons trip to Spain in 1860_Vacation Tourists in 1860_ p 422 or of Professor Tyndalls trip toAlgeria in 1870 _Hours of Exercise in the Alps_ p 429 or ofProfessor Langleys Adventures on Pikes Peak in the Rocky MountainsColorado US in 1878 _Washington Observations_ 1876 Appendix IIIp 203 or of some of the many Magazine and other narratives of theNorway eclipse of 1896 and the Indian eclipse of 1898Subject to these special points no further prefatory explanation seemsneeded the general style of the contents being _mutatis mutandis_identical with the contents of the Volumes which have gone beforeI have to thank my friend Dr AMW Downing the Superintendent ofthe _Nautical Almanac_ for kindly verifying the calculations inchapters II and III                                                 GFCNORTHFIELD GRANGE    EASTBOURNE 1899                               CONTENTSCHAP                                                       PAGE    I INTRODUCTION                                            9   II GENERAL IDEAS                                          11  III THE SAROS AND THE PERIODICITY OF ECLIPSES              18   IV MISCELLANEOUS THEORETICAL MATTERS CONNECTED           WITH ECLIPSES OF THE SUN CHIEFLY,52
+Produced by Nick Hodson of London EnglandThe Desert Home by Captain Mayne Reid________________________________________________________________________This was one of the first books that Mayne Reid wrote  Its action takesplace in a central part of North America designated a Desert  Somepeople set out to travel in this central desert when they somewhat losetheir way  Luckily they eventually spot the light of a farmhousewhere they knock and receive hospitalityTheir kind host and his family then explain to them how they came tolive where they do and what a lovely place it is  Reid is veryknowledgeable about animals and also plants  Much of the rest of thebook is taken up with tales of encounters with various animals and withstories of the uses of many trees and shrubsIt is written in an unusual style but in fact because of the shortnessof the chapters it can hold the readers attention very wellAs with several other books by this author it had been very badlytypeset apparently using old and damaged type  This made the OCRedversion of the text come out very full of misreads but it was funtidying this up  Apologies if any more misreads come to light________________________________________________________________________THE DESERT HOME BY CAPTAIN MAYNE REIDCHAPTER ONETHE GREAT AMERICAN DESERTThere is a great desert in the interior of North America  It is almostas large as the famous Saara of Africa  It is fifteen hundred mileslong and a thousand wide  Now if it were of a regular shapethat isto say a parallelogramyou could at once compute its area bymultiplying the length upon the breadth and you would obtain onemillion and a half for the resultone million and a half of squaremiles  But its outlines are as yet very imperfectly known and althoughit is fully fifteen hundred miles long and in some places a thousand inbreadth its surfaceextent is probably not over one million of squaremiles or twentyfive times the size of England  Fancy a deserttwentyfive times as big as all England  Do you not think that it hasreceived a most appropriate name when it is called the _Great AmericanDesert_Now my young friend what do you understand by a desert  I think I canguess  When you read or hear of a desert you think of a vast levelplain covered with sand and without trees or grass or _any_ kind ofvegetation  You think also of this sand being blown about in thickyellow clouds and no water to be met with in any direction  This isyour idea of a desert is it not  Well it is not altogether thecorrect one  It is true that in almost every desert there are thesesandy plains yet are there other parts of its surface of a fardifferent character equally deserving the name of _desert_  Althoughthe interior of the great Saara has not been fully explored enough isknown of it to prove that it contains large tracts of mountainous andhilly country with rocks and valleys lakes rivers and springsThere are also fertile spots at wide distances from each othercovered with trees and shrubs and beautiful vegetation  Some of thesespots are small while others are of large extent and inhabited byindependent tribes and even whole kingdoms of people  A fertile tractof this kind is called an oasis and by looking at your map you willperceive that there are many oases in the Saara of AfricaOf a similar character is the Great American Desert but its surface isstill more varied with what may be termed geographical featuresThere are plainssome of them more than a hundred miles widewhere youcan see nothing but white sand often drifting about on the wind andhere and there thrown into long ridges such as those made by asnowstorm  There are other plains equally large where no sandappears but brown barren earth utterly destitute of vegetation  Thereare others again on which grows a stunted shrub with leaves of a palesilvery colour  In some places it grows so thickly interlocking itstwisted and knotty branches that a horseman can hardly ride throughamong them  This shrub is the _artemisia_a species of wild sage orwormwoodand the plains upon which it grows are called by the hunterswho cross them the _sage prairies_  Other plains are met with thatpresent a black aspect to the traveller  These are covered with lavathat at some distant period of time has been vomited forth from volcanicmountains and now lies frozen up and broken into small fragments likethe stones upon a newmade road  Still other plains present themselvesin the American Desert  Some are white as if snow had fallen freshlyupon them and yet it is not snow but salt  Yes pure white saltcovering the ground six inches deep and for fifty miles in everydirection  Others again have a similar appearance but instead ofsalt you find the substance which covers them to be sodaa beautifulefflorescence of sodaThere are mountains tooindeed onehalf of this Desert is verymountainous and the great chain of the Rocky Mountainsof which youhave no doubt heardruns sheer through it from north to south anddivides it into two nearly equal parts  But there are other mountainsbesides these mountains of every height and sometimes in their shapeand colour presenting very striking and singular appearance  Some ofthem run for miles in horizontal ridges like the roofs of houses andseemingly so narrow at their tops that one might sit astride of themOthers again of a conical form stand out in the plain apart from therest and look like teacups turned upside down in the middle of a tableThen there are sharp peaks that shoot upward like needles and othersshaped like the dome of some great cathedrallike the dome of SaintPauls  These mountains are of many colours  Some are dark ordarkgreen or blue when seen from a distance  They are of this colourwhen covered by forests of pine or cedar both of which trees are foundin great plenty among the mountains of the DesertThere are many,9
+Produced by Greg Weeks Stephen Blundell and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet Letter of the Law by Alan E NourseThe place was dark and damp and smelled like moldy leaves Meyerhofffollowed the huge bearlike Altairian guard down the slipperyflagstones of the corridor sniffing the dead musty air with distasteHe drew his carefully tailored Terranstyled jacket closer about hisshoulders shivering as his eyes avoided the black yawning cellholesthey were passing His foot slipped on the slimy flags from time totime and finally he paused to wipe the caked mud from his trouser legHow much farther is it he shouted angrilyThe guard waved a heavy paw vaguely into the blackness ahead Quitesuddenly the corridor took a sharp bend and the Altairian stoppedproducing a huge key ring from some obscure fold of his hairy hide Istill dont see any reason for all the fuss he grumbled in a woundedtone Weve treated him like a brotherOne of the huge steel doors clicked open Meyerhoff peered into theblackness catching a vaguely human outline against the back wallHarry he called sharplyThere was a startled gasp from within and a skinny gnarled little mansuddenly appeared in the guards light like a grotesque twisted ghostout of the blackness Wide blue eyes regarded Meyerhoff from beneathuneven black eyebrows and then the little mans face broke into acrafty grin Paul So they sent _you_ I knew I could count on it Heexecuted a deep awkward bow motioning Meyerhoff into the dark cubicleNot much to offer you he said slyly but its the best I can dounder the circumstancesMeyerhoff scowled and turned abruptly to the guard Well have someprivacy now if you please Interplanetary ruling And leave us thelightThe guard grumbled and started for the door Its about time youshowed up cried the little man in the cell Great day Lucky theysent you pal Why Ive been in here for yearsLook Zeckler the name is Meyerhoff and Im not your pal Meyerhoffsnapped And youve been here for two weeks three days andapproximately four hours Youre getting as bad as your gentle guardswhen it comes to bandying the truth around He peered through the dimlight at the gaunt face of the prisoner Zecklers face was dark with aweeks beard and his bloodshot eyes belied the cocky grin on his lipsHis clothes were smeared and sodden streaked with great splotches ofmud and moss Meyerhoffs face softened a little So Harry Zecklers ina jam again he said You _look_ as if theyd treated you like abrotherThe little man snorted These overgrown teddybears dont know whatbrotherhood means nor humanity either Bread and water Ive beengetting nothing more and then only if they feel like bringing itdown He sank wearily down on the rock bench along the wall I thoughtyoud never get here I sent an appeal to the Terran Consulate the firstday I was arrested What happened I mean all they had to do was get aman over here get the extradition papers signed and providetransportation off the planet for me Why so much time Ive beensitting here rotting He broke off in midsentence and stared atMeyerhoff You _brought_ the papers didnt you I mean we can leavenowMeyerhoff stared at the little man with a mixture of pity and disgustYou are a prize fool he said finally Did you know thatZecklers eyes widened What do you mean fool So I spend a couple ofweeks in this pneumonia trap The deal was worth it Ive got threemillion credits sitting in the Terran Consulate on Altair V justwaiting for me to walk in and pick them up Three million creditsdoyou hear Thats enough to set me up for lifeMeyerhoff nodded grimly _If_ you live long enough to walk in and pickthem up that isWhat do you mean ifMeyerhoff sank down beside the man his voice a tense whisper in themusty cell I mean that right now you are practically dead You may notknow it but you are You walk into a newly opened planet with yoursmart little bag of tricks walk in here with a shaky passport and nopermit with no knowledge of the natives outside of two paragraphs ofinaccuracies in the Explorers Guide and even then youre not contentto come in and sell something legitimate something the natives mightconceivably be able to use No nothing so simple for you You have topull your usual highpressure stuff And this time buddy youre payingthe piper_You mean Im not being extradited_Meyerhoff grinned unpleasantly I mean precisely that Youve committeda crime herea major crime The Altairians are sore about it And theTerran Consulate isnt willing to sell all the trading possibilitieshere down the river just to get you out of a mess Youre going to standtrialand these natives are out to get you Personally I think theyre_going_ to get youZeckler stood up shakily You cant believe anything the natives sayhe said uneasily Theyre pathological liars Why you should see whatthey tried to sell _me_ Youve never seen such a pack of liars as thesecritters He glanced up at Meyerhoff Theyll probably drop a littlefine on me and let me goA little fine of one Terran neck Meyerhoff grinned nastily Youvecommitted the most heinous crime these creatures can imagine andtheyre going to get you for it if its the last thing they do Imafraid my friend that your conman days are overZeckler fished in the other mans pocket extracted a cigarette andlighted it with trembling fingers Its bad then he said finallyIts bad all rightSome shadow of the sly elfin grin crept over the little conmans faceWell at any rate Im glad they sent you over he said weaklyNothing like a good lawyer to handle a trial_Lawyer_ Not me Oh no Sorry but no thanks Meyerhoff chuckledIm your advisor old boy Nothing else Im here to keep you frombotching things up still worse for the Trading Commission thats all Iwouldnt get tangled up in a mess with those creatures for anything Heshook his head Youre your own lawyer Mr Supersalesman Its allyour show And youd better get your head out,13
+Produced by Marilynda FraserCunliffe Turgut Dincer andthe Online Distributed Proofreading Team athttpwwwpgdpnet This file was made using scans ofpublic domain works from the University of Michigan DigitalLibraries                MYSTICS AND SAINTS                    OF ISLAM                       BY                   CLAUD FIELD                     LONDON               FRANCIS GRIFFITHS           34 MAIDEN LANE STRAND WC                      1910                    CONTENTSCHAP                                         PAGE   I PANTHEISTIC SUFISM                         1  II HASAN BASRI                               18 III RABIA THE WOMAN SUFI                     28  IV IBRAHIM BEN ADHAM                         36   V FUDHAYL BEN AYAZ                          46  VI BAYAZID BASTAMI                           52 VII ZUN NUN OF EGYPT                         60VIII MANSUR HALLAJ                             68  IX HABIB AJAMI                               79   X AVICENNA IBN SINA                       86  XI AL GHAZZALI                              106 XII FARIDUDDIN ATTAR                         123XIII SUHRAWARDY                               141 XIV JALALUDDIN RUMI                          148  XV SHARANI THE EGYPTIAN                    164 XVI MULLAH SHAH                              174APPENDIX  I MOHAMMEDAN CONVERSIONS            192        II EXPOSITION OF SUFISM              196       III CHRISTIAN ELEMENTS IN                MOHAMMEDAN LITERATURE          202        IV CHRIST IN MOHAMMEDAN TRADITION    208PREFACEIt is a custom in some quarters to represent Mohammadan mysticism asmerely a late importation into Islam and an altogether alien element init But however much later Islamic mysticism may have derived fromChristian Neoplatonic and Buddhist sources there is little doubtthat the roots of mysticism are to be found in the Koran itself Thefollowing verse is an instance God is the Light of the heavens and theearth His light is like a niche in which is a lamp the lamp encased inglassthe glass as it were a glistening star From a blessed tree is itlighted the olive neither of the East nor of the West whose oil wouldwell nigh shine out even though fire touched it not It is light uponlight _Koran Sura_ 24Indeed it seems strange to accord the title of a practical mystic toCromwell and to deny it to Mohammad whose proclivity for religiousmeditation was so strong that the Arabs used to say Muhammad is in lovewith his Maker1 and whose sense of the terror of the Lord was sointense that,28
+Produced by Suzanne Shell Stephen Blundell and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetTHE STORY OF MARGARET TUDORIllustration MARGARET TUDOR          MARGARET TUDOR _A Romance of Old St Augustine_       By ANNIE T COLCOCK         _Illustrated by_          W B GILBERT          Illustration      NEW YORK  FREDERICK A    STOKES COMPANY  PUBLISHERS COPYRIGHT 1901 BY FREDERICK A STOKES COMPANY _All rights reserved_Transcribers Note    Minor typographical errors have been corrected without note The oe    ligature is shown as oe    That thee is sent receive in buxomnesse    The wrastling of this world asketh a fall    Here is no home here is but wildernesse                                        Looke up on high and thanké God of all                                CHAUCERNOTEThe names of Mr John Riverskinsman and agent of Lord AshleyDrWm Scrivener and Margaret Tudor appear in the passenger list of the_Carolina_ as given in the Shaftesbury Papers Collections of the SouthCarolina Historical Society Vol V page 135 In the same page 169may be found a brief account of the capture at Santa Catalina of MrRivers Capt Baulk some seamen _a woman and a girl_ also page 175mention of the unsuccessful embassy of Mr Collins and page 204 theMemorial to the Spanish Ambassador touching the delivery of theprisoners one of whom is alluded to as _Margaret_ presumably MargaretTudorThe names of the two Spaniards Señor de Colis and Don Pedro Melinzaeach appear once in the Shaftesbury Papers pages 25 and 443 thelatter individual was evidently a person of some consequence in SanAugustin the former in the year 1663 was Governour andCaptainGeneral Cavallier and Knight of the Order of St James                                                     ANNIE T COLCOCKTHE STORY OF MARGARET TUDORCHAPTER ISan Augustin this 29th of June Anno Domini 1670It is now more than a month since our captivity began and there seemsscant likelihood that it will come to a speedy closealtho being ingood health myself and of an age when hope dies slowly I despair notof recovering both liberty and friends Yet in the event of our furtherdetention of sickness or any other evil that may befall meand thereis one threateningI write these pages of true history praying thatthey may some time reach the hand of my guardian and uncle Dr WilliamScrivener if he be still alive and dwelling in these parts Should theychance instead to meet the eyes of some friendlydisposed person ofEnglish blood and Protestant faith to whom the name of WilliamScrivener is unknown I beseech him to deliver them to any personsailing with the sloop _Three Brothers_ which did set out from theIsland of Barbadoes on the 2nd of November lastbeing in the hire ofSir Thomas Colleton and bearing freight and passengers for theseshoresIf the sloop has suffered some misadventure as I fear is notunlikelyeither at the hands of the Spaniards or else of the Indiansof these parts who do show themselves most unfriendly to allEnglishmen being set on to mischief by the Spanish friars then I praythat word may be forwarded to his Lordship the Duke of Albemarle andothers of the Lords Proprietors who did commission and furnish a fleetof three vessels to wit the _Carolina_ the _Port Royal_ and the_Albemarle_ which did weigh anchor at the Downs in August of last yearand set forth to plant an English colony at Port RoyalIn particular would I implore that word might reach Lord Ashley seeingthat his kinsman Mr John Rivers is here detained a prisoner in sorrystate laden with chains in the dungeon of the Castlefor which may Godforgive me I being in some degree to blame and yet since it hathpleased Heaven to grant me the fair face that wrought the mischief Ihold myself the less guilty and grieve the more bitterly inasmuch as Ilove him with a maids true love and would willingly give my life tospare him hurtIf it were so that I might give the true narrative of our presentplight and how it fell about without cumbering the tale with mentionof my own name it would please me best but as those who read it may bestrangers I would better tell my story from the startOf myself it is enough to say that my name is Margaret Tudor and savingmy uncle Dr Scrivener I am alone in the world and wellnighportionlessmy father having spent his all and life and liberty toboot in the service of King Charles being one of those unfortunateroyalists who plotted for His Majestys return in the year 55 For asCromwell did discover their designs ere they were fully ripe many weretaken prisoners of whom some suffered death and others banishment Ofthese last was my father who was torn from the arms of his young wifeand babe and sent in slavery to Barbadoes We could learn nothing of hisafter fate though many inquiries were made in his behalfAnd so it fell about thatmy mother having gone to her restI didtake passage with my uncle Dr William Scrivener on board the_Carolina_ with intent to stop at Barbadoes and make some search for mypoor father in,7
+Produced by Al HainesMornings in the College Chapel  SHORT ADDRESSES TO YOUNG MEN ON  PERSONAL RELIGION BY FRANCIS GREENWOOD  PEABODY PLUMMER PROFESSOR OF  CHRISTIAN MORALS IN HARVARD  UNIVERSITYBOSTON AND NEW YORKHOUGHTON MIFFLIN AND COMPANYThe Riverside Press CambridgeCopyright 1896By FRANCIS G PEABODY_All rights reserved_TOMY BELOVED AND REVERED COLLEAGUESTHE PREACHERS TO THE UNIVERSITYAND TO THE SACRED MEMORY OFPHILLIPS BROOKSOF THE FIRST STAFF OF PREACHERSWHO BEING DEAD YET SPEAKETH AMONG USIN GRATEFUL RECOLLECTION OFHAPPY ASSOCIATION IN THE SERVICE OFCHRIST AND THE CHURCHv_In the conduct of morning prayers at Harvard University the Preachersto the University usually say a few plain words to interpret or enforcethe Bible lesson which has been read  The entire service is butfifteen minutes long so that this little address must occupy not morethan two or three minutes and can at the best indicate only a singlewholesome thought with which a young man may begin his day  It hasbeen suggested to me that some of these informal and brief addressesif printed may continue to be of interest to those who heard them ormay perhaps be of use to other young people in like conditions of lifeand I have therefore tried to recall some of these mornings in theCollege Chapel__It is now ten years since it was determined that religion in ourUniversity should be regarded no longer as a part of Collegediscipline but as a natural and rational opportunity offering itselfto the life of youth  It was a momentous transition undertaken withthe profoundest sense of its seriousness and significance  It was anact of faithof faith in religion and of faith in young men  TheUniversity announced the belief that religion rationally presentedwill always have for healthyminded young men a commanding interestThis faith has been abundantly justified  There has become familiaramong us through the devotion of successive staffs of Preachers aclearer sense of the simplicity and reality of religion which formany young men has enriched the meaning of University life  No onewho has had the slightest part in administering such a work can sum upits present issues without feeling on the one hand a deep sense ofpersonal insufficiency and on the other hand a large and solemn hope__I have indicated such sources of suggestion for these addresses as Inoted at the time of their delivery but it may well be that some suchindebtedness remains against my will unacknowledged_CAMBRIDGE October 1896viiCONTENTS                                                           PAGE        I  THE CLOUD OF WITNESSES                1       II  NOT TO BE MINISTERED UNTO BUT TO MINISTER      4      III  THE TRANSMISSION OF POWER               7       IV  LET YOUR LIGHT SHINE                 9        V  THE CENTURION                    12       VI  SPIRITUAL ATHLETICS                 15      VII  THE RHYTHM OF LIFE                 18     VIII  THAT OTHER DISCIPLE                 21       IX  MORAL TIMIDITY                   25        X  THE HEAVENLY VISION                 27       XI  THE BREAD AND WATER OF LIFE             30      XII  THE RECOIL OF JUDGMENTS               32     XIII  THE INCIDENTAL                   35      XIV  LEARNING AND LIFE                  38       XV  FILLING LIFE FULL                  41      XVI  TAKING ONES SHARE OF HARDSHIPS           44     XVII  CHRISTIAN UNITY                   47    XVIII  THE PATIENCE OF FAITH                49      XIX  THE BONDSERVANT AND THE SON            52       XX  DYING TO LIVE                    54,50
+Produced by David Wilson Jacqueline Jeremy and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetIllustration Seated on a partly submerged post  was John Brown    AN AUSTRALIAN    LASSIE    BY    LILIAN TURNER    AUTHOR OF THE PERRY GIRLS ETC    ILLUSTRATIONS BY A J JOHNSON    WARD LOCK  CO LIMITED    LONDON AND MELBOURNE    TO    MY STEPFATHER    CHARLES COPECONTENTSCHAP                                            PAGE        I WYGATE SCHOOL                             9       II THE PEARL SEEKERS                        20      III THE DAILY ROUNDTHE COMMON TASK       30       IV GHOSTS                                   41        V JOHN BROWN                               59       VI MONDAY MORNING                           68      VII CAREWBROWN                            79     VIII THE FIGHT                                86       IX DOROTHEAS FRIENDS                      101        X RICHES OR RAGS                          112       XI THE ARTIST BY THE WAYSIDE               123      XII BETTY IN THE LIONS DEN                 134     XIII IF I WERE ONLY YOU                   147      XIV JOHNS PLANS                            162       XV ON THE ROAD                             177      XVI THE NOTE ON THE PINCUSHION              189     XVII IN THE CITY                             201    XVIII ALMAS SHILLING                         214      XIX THE BENTSHOULDERED OLD GENTLEMAN       224       XX THE DAY AFTER SCHOOL                    234      XXI GOODBYE GOODBYE                    245CHAPTER IWYGATE SCHOOLEmily Underwood 19 Stanley Smith 20 Cyril Bruce 21 NellieUnderwood 22 Elizabeth Bruce 23bottom of the classMr Sharman took off his eyeglasses rubbed them and put them on againThen he looked very hard at the little girl at the end of the furthestform who was hanging her head and industriously biting a slate pencilStand up Elizabeth Bruce Put down your pencil and fold your handsbehind youElizabeth did as she was told instantly Her rosy face looked anxiouslyinto the masters stern oneYesterday morning the master said you were head of the class Thismorning I find your name at the end of the list How was thatElizabeth hung her head again and her dimpled chin hid itself behindthe needlework of her pinaforeA small girl a few seats higher held up her hand and waved itimpatientlyWell asked the masterPlease sir she was promptin Cyril BruceSilence thundered the master sternly Then his gaze went back to thebent head of the little culpritStand upon the form he said and tell me in a clear voice how it isyou went down twentytwo places in one afternoonThe rosiness left the little girls face She raised,13
+Produced by David Edwards Suzan Flanagan and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet Thisfile was produced from images generously made availableby The Internet ArchiveTRANSCRIBERS NOTEThe original spelling and capitalization have been retainedhowever long ss have been transcribed as modern ss         JACK AND JILL      _AND OLD DAME GILL_    With the Dog and the Pig       All dancing a Jig         Illustration    Read it who will    Theyll laugh their fill         JACK AND JILL              AND         OLD DAME GILL         Illustration    Read it who will    Theyll laugh their fillLondon _Published by_ J Aldis _No 9 Pavement Moorfields_    _17 March 1806_Illustration      JACK and JILL      Went up the hill    To fetch a pail of water      Jack fell down      And broke his crown    And Jill came tumbling afterIllustration      Then up JACK got      And home did trot    As fast as he could caper      DAME GILL did the job      To plaster his nob    With Vinegar and brown paperIllustration      Then JILL came in      And she did grin    To see JACKS paper plaster      Her mother put her      A fools cap on    For laughing at Jacks disasterIllustration      This made JILL pout      And she ran out    And JACK did quickly follow      They rode dog Ball      Jill got a fall    How Jack did laugh and hollowIllustration      The DAME came out      To know all about    Jill said Jack made her tumble      Says Jack Ill tell      You how she fell    Then judge if she need grumbleIllustration      DAME GILL did grin      As she went in    And Jill was plagud Jack O      Will Goat came by      And made Jack cry    And knockd him on his back OIllustration      Now JILL did laugh      And JACK did cry    But his tears did soon abate      Then Jill did say      That they should play    At seasaw a cross the gateIllustration      They seasawd high      They seasawd low    At length they both did tumble      We both are down      We both must own    Let neither of us grumbleIllustration      Then the next thing      They made a swing    But JILL set up a big cry      For the swing gave way      In the midst of the play    And threw her into the PigstyeIllustration      The SOW came by      Says Jack Ill try    If I cant ride this prancer      He gave a jump      On old sows rump    But she led him a droll dance SirIllustration      SOW ran and squald      While JACK he bawld    And JILL joind in the choir      Dog Ball being near      Bit sow by the ear    And threw Jack in the mireIllustration      Tho JACK was not hurt      He was all over dirt    I wish you had but seen him      And how JILL did jump      With him to the pump    And pumpd on him to clean himIllustration      Hearing the rout      DAME GILL came out    With a horsewhip from the door      She laid it on Jack      And poor Jills back    Untill they both did roarIllustration      BALL held sows ear      And both in rear    Ran against old DAME and hither      That she did fall      Over sow and Ball    How Jack and Jill did twiterIllustration      And now all three      Went in to see    To put the place to right all      Which done they sup      Then drink a cup    And with you a good night all    DAME GILL has been to ALDIS,15
+Produced by Ted Garvin Christine P Travers and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetTranscribers note Obvious printers errors have been corrected allother inconsistencies are as in the original The authors spellinghas been maintainedPage 6263 The part between  obviously did not belong in that placeand has been removed From this time forward the Plantation seemed toprosper Charles granted lands to all the planters and adventurers whowould till them upon paying the annual sum of two shillings payableto the crown for each hundred acres direction appointing thegovernor and council himself and Before the death of King Jameshowever the cultivation of tobacco had become so extensive that everyother product seemed of but little value in comparison with it andthe price realized from its sale being so much greater than thatobtained for Corne the latter was neglected and its culture almostentirely abandonedPage 115 The verse And can but end with time was missing and hasbeen added                    TOBACCO                      ITS          HISTORY VARIETIES CULTURE            MANUFACTURE AND COMMERCE                      WITH AN ACCOUNT OF ITS VARIOUS MODES OF USE FROM ITS FIRST              DISCOVERY UNTIL NOW                       BY                 E R BILLINGS        With Illustrations by Popular Artists  My Lord this sacred herbe which never offendit  Is forced to crave your favor to defend it                                        Barclay  But oh what witchcraft of a stronger kind  Or cause too deep for human search to find  Makes earthborn weeds imperial man enslave  Not little souls but een the wise and brave                                        Arbuckle                    HARTFORD CONN              AMERICAN PUBLISHING COMPANY                         1875  Entered according to act of Congress in the year 1875 by the                AMERICAN PUBLISHING CO  In the Office of the Librarian of Congress at Washington DC  Is it not wondrous strange that there should be  Such different tempers twixt my friend and me  I burn with heat when I tobacco take  But he on th other side with cold doth shake  To both tis physick and like physick works  The cause o th various operation lurks  Not in tobacco which is still the same  But in the difference of our bodies frame  Whats meat to this man poison is to that  And what makes this man lean makes that man fat  What quenches ones thirst makes another dry  And what makes this man wel makes that man dye                                        Thomas Washbourne D D  Thy quiet spirit lulls the labring brain  Lures back to thought the flights of vacant mirth  Consoles the mourner soothes the couch of pain  And wreathes contentment round the humble hearth  While savage warriors softend by thy breath  Unbind the captive hate had doomed to death                                        Rev Walter Colton  Whateer I do whereer I be  My social box attends on me  It warms my nose in winters snow  Refreshes midst midsummers glow  Of hunger sharp it blunts the edge  And softens grief as some alledge  Thus eased of care or any stir  I broach my freshest canister  And freed from trouble grief or panic  I pinch away in snuff balsamic  For rich or poor in peace or strife  It smooths the rugged path of life                                        Rev William King  HAIL Indian plant to ancient times unknown  A modern truly thou and all our own  Thou dear concomitant of nappy ale  Thou sweet prolonger of an old mans tale  Or if thourt pulverized in smart rappee  And reach Sir Foplings brain if brain there be  He shines in,42
+Produced by S Drawehn and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet This file wasproduced from images generously made available by TheInternet ArchiveAmerican Libraries  MAKING A  ROCK GARDEN  THE  HOUSE  GARDEN  MAKING  BOOKSIt is the intention of the publishers to make this series of littlevolumes of which _Making a Rock Garden_ is one a complete library ofauthoritative and well illustrated handbooks dealing with the activitiesof the homemaker and amateur gardener Text pictures and diagramswill in each respective book aim to make perfectly clear thepossibility of having and the means of having some of the moreimportant features of a modern country or suburban home Among thetitles already issued or planned for early publication are thefollowing _Making a Rose Garden_ _Making a Lawn_ _Making a TennisCourt_ _Making a Fireplace_ _Making Paths and Driveways_ _Making aPoultry House_ _Making a Garden with Hotbed and Coldframe_ _MakingBuiltin Bookcases Shelves and Seats_ _Making a Garden to Bloom ThisYear_ _Making a Water Garden_ _Making a Garden of Perennials_ _Makingthe Grounds Attractive with Shrubbery_ _Making a Naturalized BulbGarden_ with others to be announced laterIllustration A nearly buried boulder is easily converted into abeautiful little rock garden Fill in depressions with soil and plantthere and around the edges of the boulder _Phlox subulata_ sedumarabis etc  MAKING A  ROCK GARDEN  By H S ADAMS  Decoration  NEW YORK  McBRIDE NAST  COMPANY  1912  COPYRIGHT 1912 BY  MCBRIDE NAST  CO  Published May 1912CONTENTS                                                    PAGE  THE ROCK GARDEN                                      1  THE CHOICE OF A SITE                                 6  THE WORK OF CONSTRUCTION                            13  PLANTING THE GARDEN                                 24  PLANTS FOR A ROCK GARDEN                            32  THE WALL GARDEN                                     45  WATER AND BOG GARDENS                               50THE ILLUSTRATIONS  AN OUTCROPPING BOULDER CONVERTED         _Frontispiece_    INTO A ROCK GARDEN                                                  FACING                                                    PAGE  A FLIGHT OF STEPS THROUGH ROCK WORK                  8  AN EXAMPLE OF GOOD ROCK GARDENING                   16  A SMALL BIT OF ROCK WORK WHERE TWO PATHS DIVERGE    26  FOAM FLOWER AND ONE OF THE SMALLER FERNS            34  THE ROCK GARDEN BUILT ALONG A MAIN CURVING PATH     42  A WALL GARDEN PLANTED IN COLONIES                   46  A FOUNTAIN IN A WALL GARDEN                         50     MAKING A  ROCK GARDENMaking a Rock GardenTHE ROCK GARDENIn Europe particularly in England the rock garden is an establishedinstitution with a distinct following The English works on the subjectalone form a considerable bibliographyOn this side of the Atlantic the rock garden is so little understoodthat it is an almost unconsidered factor in the beautifying of the homegrounds There are a few notable rock gardens in this country all onlarge estates and in more instances some excellent work has been doneon a smaller and less complicated scale either by actual creation or bytaking advantage of natural opportunities But for the most partAmerica has confined its rock garden vision principally to the socalledrockeryNow a rockery with all the good intentions lying behind it is not arock garden It is no more a rock garden than a line of cedars plantedin an exact circle would be a wood A rockery is,9
+Produced by Jonathan Ingram Graeme Mackreth and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet Thisfile was produced from images generously made availableby The Internet ArchiveCanadian LibrariesSHAKESPEARES LOST YEARS IN LONDON15861592SHAKESPEARES LOST YEARS IN LONDON15861592Giving new light on the preSonnet period showing the inception ofrelations between Shakespeare and the Earl of Southampton and displayingJOHN FLORIOASSIR JOHN FALSTAFFBYARTHUR ACHESONAUTHOR OF SHAKESPEARE AND THE RIVAL POETMISTRESS DAVENANT THE DARK LADY OF THE SONNETS ETCNEW YORKBRENTANOS1920_All rights reserved_TO MY SONSARTHUR MURRAY ACHESONANDALEXANDER G ACHESONI DEDICATE THIS VOLUMEThe purpose of playing whose end both at the first and now was andis to hold as twere the mirror up to nature to show virtue her ownfeature scorn her own image and the very age and body of the time hisform and pressure_Hamlet_ Act III Scene iiCONTENTSCHAP                                                              PAGEI INTRODUCTORY                                                       1II THE STRATFORD DAYS 15641586                                    19III SHAKESPEARE THE BURBAGES AND EDWARD ALLEYN15861591                                                            38IV SHAKESPEARE AND THE EARL OF PEMBROKES COMPANY15911594                                                            72V SHAKESPEARE AND THE SCHOLARS 15881592                           90VI THE POLITICAL PURPOSE OF _KING JOHN_ 15911592                 131VII INCEPTION OF THE FRIENDSHIP BETWEEN SHAKESPEAREAND THE EARL OF SOUTHAMPTON 15911594                              150VIII JOHN FLORIO AS SIR JOHN FALSTAFFS ORIGINAL                   181APPENDIX1 Dedication of Florios _Second Fruites_ 1591                    2232 Address to the Reader from Florios _Second Fruites_1591                                                                2293 Dedication of Florios _Worlde of Wordes_ 1598                  2334 Address to the Reader from Florios _Worlde ofWordes_ 1598                                                       2425 John Florios Will 1625                                         252INDEX                                                               257SHAKESPEARES LOST YEARSIN LONDON15861592CHAPTER IINTRODUCTORYThe most interesting and important fifteen years in the records ofEnglish dramatic literature are undoubtedly those between 1588 and 1603within which limit all of Shakespeares poems and the majority of hisplays were written yet no exhaustive English history intelligentlycoordinating the social literary and political life of this periodhas ever been writtenFroude the keynote of whose historical work is contained in hisassertion that the Reformation was the root and source of the expansiveforce which has spread the AngloSaxon race over the globe recognisinga logical and dramatic climax for his argument in the defeat of theSpanish Armada in 1588 ends his history in that year while Gardinerwhose historical interest was as much absorbed by the Puritan Revolutionas was Froudes by the Reformation finds a fitting beginning for hissubject in the accession of James I in 1603 Thus an historical hiatusis left which has never been exhaustively examined To the resultinglack of a clearly defined historical background for those years on thepart,0
+Produced by Nick Hodson of London EnglandThe Crystal Hunters by George Manville Fenn________________________________________________________________________A tense tale such as we expect of George Manville Fenn  A group ofEnglish people are in the Swiss Alps  But it is not just the beautiesof the scenery they are after but crystals which may sometimes befound in caves near the top of the glaciers  They manage to find aguide who promises to be discreet about what they do  But someone elseis on the mountain and he is just as interested in what they are up toand what they find as they are themselvesOf course as we expect in a Manville Fenn novel there are tensemoments when people fall down crevasses when there are avalanches andicefalls when icy rocks break off and come tumbling towards them  Butwhat about the unknown person who is making off with their hardwonspecimensThere is a surprise ending  It is a good readable book well worth theeffort of making an audio book and listening to it________________________________________________________________________THE CRYSTAL HUNTERS BY GEORGE MANVILLE FENNCHAPTER ONETWO MEN AND A BOYSteady there  Stop  Hold hardWhats the matter Mr DaleMatter Saxe my boy  Well this  I undertook to take you back toyour father and mother some day sound in wind and limb but if youbegin like that the trips over and we shall have to start back forEngland in less than a weekat least I shall with my luggageincreased by a case containing broken boyThere was a loud burst of hearty laughter from the manlylooking ladaddressed as he stood with his hands clinging and his head twistedround to look back for he had spreadeagled himself against a nearlyperpendicular scarp of rock which he had begun to climb so as to reacha patch of wild rhododendronsThere was another personage present in the shape of a sturdymuscularlooking man whose swarthy face was sheltered by a widebrimmedsoft felt hat very much turned up at the sides and in whose broad bandwas stuck a tuft of the pale grey starrylooking downy plant known asthe Edelweiss  His jacket was of dark exceedingly threadbare velvetbreeches of the same and he wore gaiters and heavily nailed laceupboots his whole aspect having evoked the remarks when he presentedhimself at the door of the chaletI say Mr Dale look here  Where is his organ and his monkey  Thischap has been asking for youfor Herr Richard Dale of LondonYes I sent for him  It is the man I am anxious to engage for ourguideFor Melchior Staffeln certainly did look a good deal like one of themusicians who infest London streets with kists o whustles as theScottish gentleman dubbed themor much noisier but less penetratinginstruments on wheelsHe was now standing wearing a kind of baldric across his chest in theshape of a coil of new soft rope from which he rarely parted whateverthe journey he was about to make and leaning on what at first sightseemed to be a stout walkingstick with a crutch handle but a secondglance revealed as an iceaxe with a strong spike at one end and ahead of sharpedged and finely pointed steel which Saxe said made itlook like a young pickaxeThis individual had wrinkled his face up so much that his eyes werenearly closed and his shoulders were shaking as he leaned upon theiceaxe and indulged in a long hearty nearly silent laughAh its no laughing matter Melchior said the broadshoulderedbluff sturdylooking Englishman  I dont want to begin with anaccidentNo no said the guide whose English seemed to grow clearer as theybecame more intimate  No accidents  It is the Swiss mountain airgetting into his young blood  In another week he will bound along thematt or dash over the green alp like a goat and in a fortnight beready to climb a spitz like a chamoisYes thats all very well my man but I prefer a steady walk  Lookhere SaxeIm listening Mr Dale said the ladThen just get it into your brain if you can that we are not out on aschoolboy trip but upon the borders of new almost untried ground andwe shall soon be mounting places that are either dangerous or safe asyou conduct yourselfAll right Mr Dale Ill be careful said the ladNever fear herr cried the guide I will not take you anywheredangerousonly to places where your fellowcountrymen have well markedthe wayThank you was the reply in so peculiar a tone that the guide lookedat the speaker curiouslyYes continued the latter Ill have a chat with you presentlyI am ready herr said the man rather distantly now  You have seenmy book of testimonials written by many English and German voyagers wholove the mountainsYes said Richard Dale quietly and I want this boy to know what hehas to doAll right Mr Dale said the lad you may trust meThats understood then  You must obey me without question instantlyjust as I shall have to obey Melchior Staffeln  I have been out here adozen times before and know a great deal but he has been here all hislife and has inherited the existence of his father and grandfatherboth guides  Now is this understoodYes of course Mr Dale said the boy who had been impatientlythrowing stones into the middle of the little river flowing through thevalley but you are not going to take me for a walk every day and makeus hold one anothers handsIm going to make you do exactly what Melchior thinks best said hiscompanion firmly  And let me tell you young fellow there will betimes if you care to go with me when we shall be very glad to holdeach others hands up yonder for instance along that shelf where youcan see the sheepHe pointed toward where high up the side of the narrow valley a groupof whitewoolled sheep could be seen browsingWhat those said the lad  Thats nothing  I thought thesemountains and places would be ever so highAh  I suppose so said Dale dryly,9
+Produced by Stephen Blundell and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet This file wasproduced from images generously made available by TheInternet ArchiveAmerican Libraries                        FIFTY SALADS                             BY                      THOMAS J MURREY _Author of Fifty Soups Valuable Cooking Recipes Etc      Formerly professional Caterer of the Continental           Hotel Philadelphia and Astor House                         New York_                          Device                          NEW YORK                   WHITE STOKES  ALLEN                         PUBLISHERS COPYRIGHT 1885 BY WHITE STOKES  ALLENCONTENTS REMARKS ON SALADS                 7 BORAGE FOR SALADS                 8 PLAIN SALAD DRESSING              9 MAYONNAISE                       10 ANCHOVY SALAD                    10 ASPARAGUS SALAD                  10 BEANS LIMA SALAD OF            11 BEEF SALAD                       11 BEET LEAVES SALAD                12 BLOATER YARMOUTH SALAD OF      12 BREAKFAST SALAD                  12 BRUSSELSSPROUTS SALAD           13 CARROT SALAD                     13 CAULIFLOWER SALAD                13 CELERIAC SALAD                   14 CELERY SALAD                     14 CHERRY SALAD                     15 CHICORY SALAD                    15 CHICKEN SALAD                    15 CODFISH SALT SALAD             17 CORN SALAD OR FETTICUS          17 CRAB SALAD                       17 CRAYFISH SALAD                  18 CRESS SALAD                      18 CUCUMBER SALAD                   19 CURRANT SALAD                    19 DANDELION SALAD                  19 DUMAS SALAD                      20 EELS MAYONNAISE OF              20 EGG SALAD                        21 ENDIVE SALAD                     21 ESCAROLE SALAD                   21 FROG SALAD                       22 HERBS FOR SALADS                 22 HERRING SALAD                    23 HOP SALAD,16
+Produced by Joe Longo Greg Bergquist and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet  SLEEPYTIME TALES  Trademark Registered  By ARTHUR SCOTT BAILEY  AUTHOR OF THE  TUCKMEIN TALES and SLUMBERTOWN TALESColored Wrapper and Text Illustrations Drawn by HARRY L SMITHThis series of animal stories for children from three to eight yearstells of the adventures of the fourfooted creatures of our Americanwoods and fields in an amusing way which delights small twofootedhuman beings  THE TALE OF CUFFY BEAR  THE TALE OF FRISKY SQUIRREL  THE TALE OF TOMMY FOX  THE TALE OF FATTY COON  THE TALE OF BILLY WOODCHUCK  THE TALE OF JIMMY RABBIT  THE TALE OF PETER MINK  THE TALE OF SANDY CHIPMUNK  THE TALE OF BROWNIE BEAVER  THE TALE OF PADDY MUSKRAT  THE TALE OF FERDINAND FROG  THE TALE OF DICKIE DEER MOUSE  THE TALE OF TIMOTHY TURTLE  THE TALE OF BENNY BADGER  THE TALE OF MAJOR MONKEY  THE TALE OF GRUMPY WEASEL  THE TALE OF GRANDFATHER MOLE  THE TALE OF MASTER MEADOW MOUSEGROSSET  DUNLAP PUBLISHERS NEW YORK  THE TALE OF  THE MULEY COW  SLUMBERTOWN TALES  Trademark Registered  BY  ARTHUR SCOTT BAILEY  AUTHOR OF  _SLEEPYTIME TALES_  Trademark Registered  _TUCKMEIN TALES_  Trademark Registered  THE TALE OF THE MULEY COW  THE TALE OF OLD DOG SPOT  THE TALE OF GRUNTY PIG  THE TALE OF HENRIETTA HEN  THE TALE OF TURKEY PROUDFOOT  THE TALE OF PONY TWINKLEHEELS  THE TALE OF MISS KITTY CATIllustration I Hope You Wont Mind Said the Muley Cow_Frontispiece__Page 22_  SLUMBERTOWN TALES  Trademark Registered  THE TALE OF  THE MULEY COW  BY  ARTHUR SCOTT BAILEY  Author of  SLEEPYTIME TALES  Trademark Registered  AND  TUCKMEIN TALES Trademark Registered  ILLUSTRATED BY  HARRY L SMITH  NEW YORK  GROSSET  DUNLAP  PUBLISHERS  Made in the United States of America  COPYRIGHT 1921 BY  GROSSET  DUNLAPCONTENTS  CHAPTER                         PAGE      I JOHNNIE GREENS FAVORITE     1     II WHY JOHNNIE HURRIED          6    III WORKING FOR A PRIZE         11     IV OWNING A BOY                16      V THE FRIENDLY SCARECROW      21     VI BUFFALO HUNTS               26    VII A LITTLE SURPRISE           31   VIII IT WAS A BEAR               35     IX WEARING A POKE              39      X A SLIGHT MISTAKE            45     XI THE UNRULY MULEY            50    XII THE COWBIRDS                55   XIII TRUTH WILL OUT              59    XIV THE MUSKRATS WARNING       65     XV CARRYING A MESSAGE          70    XVI CLOVER TOPS                 75   XVII NO HELP FROM SPOT           80  XVIII ONE APPLE TOO MANY          84    XIX A QUESTION OF LUCK          88     XX GOOD CORN WASTED            92    XXI A BRAVE DEED                97   XXII TRYING TO BE FIERCE        101  XXIII THE VOW OF A COW           106   XXIV HUMBUGS                    110ILLUSTRATIONS                                                            PAGE  I HOPE YOU WONT MIND SAID THE MULEY COW      _Frontispiece_  THE MULEY COW EXPLAINS WHAT A POKE IS                       49  THE MULEY COW TRIES TO STOP BILL WOODCHUCK                  80  THE MULEY COW UPSETS JACK OLANTERN,15
+Produced by Suzanne Shell Victoria Woosley and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet           _Princes shall come out of Egypt Ethiopia shall                 soon stretch out her hands unto God_                               THE                          HINDERED HAND                               OR                         THE REIGN OF THE                          REPRESSIONIST                                BY                        SUTTON E GRIGGS                      THIRD EDITIONREVISED                            AMS PRESS                             NEW YORK         Reprinted from a copy in the New York Public Library                         Schomburg Collection                 From the edition of 1905 Nashville                  First AMS EDITION published 1969            Manufactured in the United States of America         Library of Congress Catalogue Card Number 77100533                         AMS PRESS INC                      New York NY 10003                          _DEDICATION_    _To a devoted father of rugged strength of character                and withal preeminently a man                of peace and to a loving mother                ever tender and serene of soul           To these twin moulders of the hearthside who             have ever been anxious that their children               should contribute naught but what is                good to the world this volume is                  most affectionately dedicated                      by their son_                                            _THE AUTHOR_SOLEMNLY ATTESTEDUpon a matter of such tremendous importance to the American people as isthe subject herein treated it is perhaps due our readers to let themknow how much of fact disports itself through these pages in the garb offictionWe beg to say that in no part of the book has the author consciouslydone violence to conditions as he has been permitted to view them amidwhich conditions he has spent his whole life up to the present hour asan intensely absorbed observerIf in any of these pages the reader comes across that which puts him ina mood to chide may the author not hope that the wrath aroused be notwasted upon the inconsequential painter but directed toward thelandscape that forced the brush into his hand stretched the canvas andshouted in irresistible tones Write                           Very respectfully                                       SUTTON E GRIGGSNashville Tenn May 1905ILLUSTRATIONSBY ROBERT E BELL,29
+Produced by Joe Longo Emmy and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetTHE TALE OFKIDDIE KATYDIDTUCKMEIN TALESTrademark Registered  BY  ARTHUR SCOTT BAILEY        AUTHOR OF        SLEEPYTIME TALES        Trademark Registered                                           THE TALE OF JOLLY ROBIN        THE TALE OF OLD MR CROW        THE TALE OF SOLOMON OWL        THE TALE OF JASPER JAY        THE TALE OF RUSTY WREN        THE TALE OF DADDY LONGLEGS        THE TALE OF KIDDIE KATYDID        THE TALE OF BUSTER BUMBLEBEE        THE TALE OF FREDDIE FIREFLY        THE TALE OF BETSY BUTTERFLYIllustration Kiddie Sees Benjamin Bat in Front of the Moon_Frontispiece__Page 71_        TUCKMEIN TALES        Trademark RegisteredTHE TALE OF KIDDIE KATYDIDBYARTHUR SCOTT BAILEY        Author of        SLEEPYTIME TALES        Trademark Registered        ILLUSTRATED BY        HARRY L SMITH        NEW YORK        GROSSET  DUNLAP        PUBLISHERS        Made in the United States of America        Copyright 1918 by        GROSSET  DUNLAPCONTENTSCHAPTER                                 PAGE     I A GREAT SECRET                    1    II THE WARNING                       6   III MR NIGHTHAWK                    10    IV A WHINING CALLER                 15     V SOLOMON OWLS CRY                20    VI FREDDIE FIREFLYS DISCOVERY      26   VII FREDDIE WANTS TO TELL            31  VIII SPREADING THE NEWS               36    IX MR FROG IS PLEASED              40     X A PAIR OF RASCALS                45    XI A CHANGE IN THE WEATHER          51   XII A PRESENT FOR KIDDIE             55   XIII KIDDIE KATYDID IS SHY           60    XIV KIDDIE KEEPS HIS PROMISE        65     XV BENJAMIN BATS PLAN             70    XVI A NOISY CROWD                   75   XVII KITTY DID                      79  XVIII THE TWO GRASSHOPPERS            85    XIX A QUARREL                       89     XX THE STRANGERS MESSAGE          94    XXI LEAPER THE LOCUST IS WORRIED    99   XXII THE SHORTHORNS ARRIVE         104  XXIII THE BEST OF FRIENDS            110ILLUSTRATIONS  KIDDIE SEES BENJAMIN BAT IN FRONT OF THE MOON   _Frontispiece_                                                       PAGE  KIDDIES SECRET IS DISCOVERED BY FREDDIE FIREFLY      28  KIDDIE TOOK HIS NEW COAT FROM THE TWIG                59  KIDDIE FACED LEAPER THE LOCUST,15
+Produced by Thierry Alberto Chris Curnow Julia Millerand the Online Distributed Proofreading Team athttpwwwpgdpnet This file was produced from imagesgenerously made available by The Internet ArchiveTranscribers NoteObvious typographical errors have been corrected A list of changes isfound at the end of the bookIllustration HOW GUNNAR MET HALLGERDA                    THE              RED ROMANCE BOOK                 EDITED BY                ANDREW LANG               Illustration          LONGMANS GREEN AND CO        39 PATERNOSTER ROW LONDON  FOURTH AVENUE AND 30TH STREET NEW YORK                    1921_PREFACE_WHAT ROMANCES ARETO CHILDREN AND OTHERSI once read a book about a poor little lonely boy in a great house witha large library This boy was pale dull and moping Nobody knew whatwas the matter with him But somebody tracked him into the library andsaw him take a huge thick black book half as tall as himself out of abookcase and sit down and read it The name of the book was_Polexander_ So he sat and sobbed over _Polexander_ because it was sovery dull and so very long There were 800 pages and he had only readsixtyseven But some very stupid grownup person had told him that hemust always begin a book at the beginning and if he once began hemust read every word of it and read nothing else till he had finishedevery word of itThe boy saw that he would die of weariness long before he reached theend of _Polexander_ but he stuck to it like the other boy who stood bythe burning deck long after it was time for him to go So _Polexander_was taken away from him and locked up and so his life was savedNow in the first place _Polexander_ was a romance but it was not likethe romances in this book for it was dreadfully long and mainly aboutthe sorrows of lovers who cannot get married That could not amuse asmall boy In the second place every boy should stop reading a book assoon as he finds that he does not like it just as you are not expectedto eat more mutton than you want to eat Lesson books are another thingyou have to read them and if you do not you will get into trouble Theyare not meant to be amusing but to teach Latin grammar or geographyor arithmetic which are not gay As to this book of Romances if you donot like one story give it up and try another If you do not like anyof them read something else that you do likeNow what are romances They are grownup peoples fairy tales orstorybooks but they are the kind of storybooks that grownup peopleread long ago when there were castles and knights and tournaments andthe chief business of gentlemen was to ride about in full armourfighting while ladies sat at home doing embroidery work or going tosee the men tilt at tournaments just as they go to see cricket matchesnow But they liked tournaments better because they understood therules of the game Anybody could see when one knight knocked anotherdown horse and all but many ladies do not understand leg beforewicket or stumpingThe stories that they read were called romances but were in proseBefore people could read they were not in prose but in poetry and wererecited by minstrels Mrs Lang who did the stories in this book saysMany hundreds of years ago when most of these stories were told in thehalls of great castles the lives of children were very different fromwhat they are now The little girls were taught by their mothersmaidens to spin and embroider or make simple medicines from the commonherbs and the boys learnt to ride and tilt and shoot with bows andarrows but their tasks done no one paid any further heed to them Theyhad very few games and in the long winter evenings the man who wentfrom house to house telling or singing the tales of brave deeds musthave been welcome indeed From him the children who early became menand women heard of the evil fate that awaited cowardice and treacheryand grew to understand that it was their duty through life to help thosethat were weaker than themselves That was long long ago when nobodybut priests and a very few gentlemen could read and write They justlistened to stories in rhyme which the minstrels sang striking theirharps at the end of each verseThe stories were really fairy tales dressed up and spun out andinstead of a boy or a king or a princess with no name the oldfairy adventures were said to have happened to people with names KingArthur or Charlemagne or Bertha Broadfoot A little real history camein but altered and mixed up with fairy tales and done into rhymeLater more and more people learned to read and now the long poems weredone into prose and written in books not printed but written booksand these were the Romances very long indeed all about fighting andlovemaking and giants and dwarfs and magicians and enchantedcastles and dragons and flying horses These romances were the novelsof the people of the Middle Ages about whom you can read in the HistoryBooks of Mrs Markham They were not much like the novels which comefrom the library for your dear mothers and aunts There is not muchfighting in them though there is any amount of lovemaking and thereare no giants and if there is a knight he is usually a grocer or adoctor quite the wrong,0
+Produced by Joe and Isaac Longo and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetTHE TALE of JIMMY RABBITIllustration He trundled the wheelbarrow home againTHE TALEofJIMMYRABBITByArthur Scott Bailey_Author of_The Cuffy Bear BooksSleepyTime Series Etc_Illustrationsby_Eleanore FaganGrosset  DunlapPublishersNew YorkCopyright 1916 byGROSSET  DUNLAPCONTENTSCHAPTER                      PAGE     I Jimmy Finds a New Tail   9    II Troublesome Mr Mink    14   III May Baskets             19    IV Making Somebody Happy   23     V The New Wheelbarrow     28    VI A Narrow Escape         34   VII A Fast Runner           40  VIII The Great Race          46    IX Playing LeapFrog       52     X The Tooth Puller        58    XI A Slight Dispute        63   XII The Strange Man         69  XIII Mr Crows Picture      74   XIV Boy Lost               80    XV Telling Fortunes        85   XVI Red Leggins             91  XVII The Rabbits Ball       96 XVIII A Dance Without Music  101   XIX Jimmy Grows Too Cheeky 105    XX A Queer Cure           109_The Tale of Jimmy Rabbit_Illustration 1 Jimmy Finds a New Tail1Jimmy Finds a New TailJimmy Rabbit wanted a new tail To be sure he already had a tailbutit was so short that he felt it was little better than none at allFrisky Squirrel and Billy Woodchuck had fine bushy tails and so hadall the other forestpeople except the Rabbit familyJimmy had tried his hardest to get a handsome tail for himself And oncehe had nearly succeeded For he almost cut off Frisky Squirrels bigbrush But Mrs Squirrel had appeared just in time to save her son fromso dreadful a mishapAfter that Jimmy Rabbit tried to _buy_ a tail but no one would sellhim one Then he set out to _find_ one in the hope that some day someone would forget his tail and go off and leave it lying in the woodsand not be able to remember where he left itIn fact Jimmy Rabbit often lurked behind trees and bushes watching hisneighbors as they took naps in the sunshine But when they awaked andstretched themselves and went trotting off there was not one of themthat didnt take his tail right along with himIt was disappointing Still Jimmy Rabbit continued his searchNow Jimmy had decided that if he could only get a long tail he didntcare what color it was if it was only a brownish yellow to match therest of him And at last as he was wandering through the woods one dayto his great joy he found almost exactly what he wanted Lying near aheap of chips was a beautiful tail But it was red with a black tipThat was the only drawback about itThis tail however was so handsome that Jimmy made up his mind that hewould wear it anyhow even though it did not match his coat So with abit of string which he had carried with him for weeks for that verypurpose he tied the red tail to his own short stubThere was great excitement among the forestpeople when Jimmy Rabbitappeared among them Most everyone told him how much better he lookedIn fact old Mr Crow was about the only person who didnt say somethingpleasant He only shook his head and muttered something to himselfabout handsome is as handsome does But Jimmy Rabbit paid littleattention to himWhose tail is that Mr Crow finally askedMine of course Jimmy told himWell youd better look out said Mr Crow Unless that tail isbought and paid for theres trouble ahead of you young manTo his friends Frisky Squirrel and Billy Woodchuck Jimmy said somethingabout Mr Crow in a low voice And they laughed loudly Whereupon MrCrow flew away croaking to himself about the shocking way children arebrought up nowadays You know Mr Crow was a great gossip Andeverywhere he went that day he spread the news about Jimmy Rabbitsfinding a red tail in the woodsProbably that was the pleasantest day of Jimmy Rabbits life Buttoward evening something startled him He had been over to the brook tolook at himself in a pool And he was coming back towards home when someone calledHi there young fellowJimmy Rabbit hurried along faster He knew that it was a minks voiceAnd he didnt like minksMr Mink ran after him calling Stop thief at the top of his voiceJimmy Rabbit did not stop But he glanced around And his heart sank ashe saw that Mr Mink had no tail At the same time Jimmy ran faster thanever He did not want even to speak to Mr Mink for he felt that bywaiting to talk with him he had nothing at all to gain and a great dealto loseThere was his new tail He certainly did not want to part with thatIllustration 2 Troublesome Mr Mink2Troublesome Mr MinkJimmy Rabbit arrived home somewhat out of breath But he was stillhappy for he thought that he had shaken off that troublesome Mr MinkAnd he had no idea that Mr Mink knew where he livedNow it happened that,15
+Produced by Dagny Emma DuddingTHE PROPHET OF BERKELEY SQUAREBy Robert HichensCHAPTER IMRS MERILLIA IS CARRIED TO BEDThe great telescope of the Prophet was carefully adjusted upon itslofty brassbound stand in the bow window of Number One ThousandBerkeley Square It pointed towards the remarkably bright stars whichtwinkled in the December sky over frosty London those guardian starswhich always seemed to the Prophet to watch with peculiar solicitudeover the most respectable neighbourhood in which he resided Thepolestar had its eye even now upon the mansion of an adjacentexpremier the belt of Orion was not oblivious of a belted earls cosyredbrick home just opposite and the house of a certain famous actorand actress close by had been taken by the Great Bear under its specialprotectionThe Prophets butler Mr Ferdinandthat bulky and veraciousgentlemanthrew open the latticed windows of the drawingroom andlet the cold air rush blithely in Then he made up the fire carefullyplaced a copy of Mr Malkiels _Almanac_ bound in dull pink and silverbrocade by Miss Clorinda Dolbrett of the Cromwell Road upon asmall tulipwood table near the telescope patted a sofa cushionaffectionately on the head glanced around with the meditative eye ofthe butler born not made and quitted the comfortable apartment with asalaried but soft footstepIt was a pleasant chamber this drawingroom of Number One Thousand Itspoke respectfully of the generations that were past and seemed serenelycertain of a comfortable future There was no too modern uneasinessabout it no trifling gimcrack furniture constructed to catch the eyeand the angles of any one venturing to seek repose upon it no unmeaningrubbish of ornaments or hectic flummery of secondrate pictures Abovethe high oaken mantelpiece was a little pure bust in marble of theProphet when a small boy To right and left were pretty miniatures ingolden frames of the Prophets delightfully numerous grandmothers Heremight be seen Mrs Prothero the great shipbuilders faithful wife inblue brocade and Lady Camptown who reigned at Bath in grey tabinetand diamond buckles when Miss Jane Austen was writing her firstromance Mrs Susan Burlington who knew Lord Byrona remarkablefactand Lady Sophia Green who knew her own mind a fact still moreremarkable The lastnamed lady wore black with a Roman nose and thecombination was admirably convincing Here might also be observed MrsStuefitt Mistress of the Mazurka and the Lady Jane Follington ofwhom George the Second had spoken openly in terms of approbation Sheaffected plum colour and had eyes like sloesthe fashionable hue inthe neatfootandprettyankle period The flames of the fire twinkledbrightly over this battalion of deuced fine women who were all withoutone exception the grandmothersin various degreesof the ProphetWhen speaking of them in the highest terms he never differentiatedthem by the adjectives great or greatgreat They were all kind andcondescending enough to be his grandmothers For a man of his sensitivedelicate and grateful disposition this was enough He thought them allquite perfect and took them all under the protection of his soft andbeaming eyesOf Mrs Merillia the live grandmother with whom he had the greatfelicity to dwell in Berkeley Square he seldom said anything inpublic praise The incense he offered at her shrine rose most sweetlyperfumed from his daily life The hearth of this agreeable andgrandmotherly chamber was attractive with dogs the silver cage besideit with green lovebirds Upon the floor was a heavy dullblue carpetover whichas has been intimatedeven a butler so heavy as MrFerdinand could go softly The walls were dressed with a dull blue paperthat looked like velvetHere and there upon them hung a picture a landscape of George Morlandlustily English a Cotman a Cuypcows in twilighta Reynolds fadedbut exquisitely genteel A lovely little harpsichordmeditating onScarlattistood in one angle a harp tied with most delicate ribandsof ivory satin powdered with pimpernels in another Many waxencandles shed a tender and unostentatious radiance above their carefulgreasecatchers Upon pretty tables lay neat books by Fanny BurneyBeatrice Harraden Mary Wilkins and Max Beerbohm also the poems ofLord Byron and of Lord de Tabley Near the hearth was a sofa on which anemperor might have laid an easy head that wore a crown and before everylow and seductive chair was set a low and seductive footstoolA grandmothers clock pronounced the hour of ten in a frail andelegant voice as the finelycarved oak door was opened and theProphet seriously entered this peaceful room carrying a copy of the_Meditations of Marcus Aurelius_ in his handHe was a neatlymade little man of fashionable even of modish cutspare smart and whimsical with a cleanshaved smallfeatured facelarge shining brown eyes abundant and slightlywaving brown hair thatcould only be parted with the sweetest sorrow in the centre ofhis wellshaped almost philosophical head and movements light andtemperate as those of a meditative squirrel Having just dined he wasnaturally in evening dress with a butterfly tie gleaming pumps anda buttonhole of violets He shut the door gently glanced at hisnicelooking grandmothers and walking forward very quietly anddemurely applied his eye to the telescope lowering himself slightlyby a Sandow exercise which he had practised before he became a prophetHaving remained in this position of astronomical observation for someminutes he deviated into the upright closed the window and tinkleda small silver bell that stood on the tulipwood table beside Malkiels_Almanac_Mr Ferdinand appeared looking respectfully buoyantHas Mr Malkiel sent any reply to my inquiry Mr Ferdinand asked theProphetHe has not sir replied Mr Ferdinand sympatheticallyDid the boy messenger say he delivered my noteHe said so sir on his Bible oath sirAnd do you believe himOh sir responded Mr Ferdinand in a shocked voice surely a Londonlad would not be found to tell a lieI hope not Mr Ferdinand Stilldid he look a nervous sort of ladHe was a trifle pale sir about the gillsbut a heart of gold sir Ifeel sure He wore four medals sirFour medals Nevertheless he may have been frightened to go to MrMalkiels door That will do Mr FerdinandMr Ferdinand was about to bow and retire when the Prophet after amoment of hesitation addedStay Mr Ferdinand Mrs Merillia has gone to the Gaiety Theatretonight I expect her back at halfpast,2
+Produced by David Edwards and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet This file wasproduced from scans of public domain material produced byMicrosoft for their Live Search Books siteSTARRY FLAG SERIESOLIVER OPTICIllustration THE WRECK OF THE CARIBBEEPage 273FREAKS OF FORTUNEORHALF ROUND THE WORLDBYOLIVER OPTICAUTHOR OF YOUNG AMERICA ABROAD THE ARMY AND NAVY STORIESTHE WOODVILLE STORIES THE BOATCLUB STORIESTHE RIVERDALE STORIES ETCBOSTONLEE AND SHEPARD PUBLISHERSEntered according to Act of Congress in the year 1868 byWILLIAM T ADAMSIn the Clerks Office of the District Courtof the District of MassachusettsCOPYRIGHT 1896 BY WILLIAM T ADAMSAll rights reservedFREAKS OF FORTUNETOMY YOUNG FRIEND_THOMAS POWELL JR_This BookIS AFFECTIONATELY DEDICATEDPREFACEFREAKS OF FORTUNE is the fourth of the serial stories published inOUR BOYS AND GIRLS It was written in response to a great number ofcalls for a sequel to THE STARRY FLAG The author was pleased tolearn that Levi Fairfield had made so pleasant an impression upon hisyoung friends and the gratifying reception extended to him in thepresent story as it appeared in the Magazine was quite as flatteringto the writer as to Levi himself When a good boy like the hero ofThe Starry Flag is regarded with so much kindly interest by our boysand girls it is convincing evidence that they have the capacity toappreciate noble conduct daring deeds and a true lifeThe author is not disposed to apologize for the exciting elementassome have been pleased to denominate itof this and others of hisstories If goodness and truth have been cast down if vice and sinhave been raised up in the story an explanation would not and oughtnot to atone for the crime The writer degrades no saints hecanonizes no villains He believes that his young friends admire andlove the youthful heroes of the story because they are good and truebecause they are noble and selfsacrificing and because they aregenerous and courageous and not merely because they engage in stirringadventures Exciting the youthful mind in the right direction is onething exciting it in the wrong direction is quite another thingOnce more it becomes the writers pleasant duty to acknowledge thekindness of his young friends as well as of very many parents andguardians who have so often and so freely expressed their approbationof his efforts to please his readers He has been continually cheeredby their kind letters and by their constant favor however manifestedand he cannot help wondering that one who deserves so little shouldreceive so much                                   WILLIAM T ADAMSHARRISON SQUARE MASSJuly 27 1868CONTENTS                                                 PAGECHAPTER I    THREE YEARS AFTER                             11CHAPTER II    FIRE                                          21CHAPTER III    THE HOLE IN THE WALL                          31CHAPTER IV    THE PLANK OVER THE CHASM                      42CHAPTER V    AN INDUCTIVE ARGUMENT                         53CHAPTER VI    THE STARRY FLAG                               64CHAPTER VII    GRAVE CHARGES                                 75CHAPTER VIII    CONSTABLE COOKE                               86CHAPTER IX    THE EXAMINATION                               97CHAPTER X    MR C AUGUSTUS EBÉNIER                      108CHAPTER XI    THE RESULT OF THE EXAMINATION                119CHAPTER XII    HOTEL DE POISSON                             130CHAPTER XIII    OFT FROM APPARENT ILLS                     141CHAPTER XIV    LOSE HIS OWN SOUL                          151CHAPTER XV    ANOTHER LITTLE PLAN,68
+Produced by Pedro Saborano produced from scanned imagesof public domain material from Google Book SearchO vinho do PortoPortoImprensa ModernaCAMILLO CASTELLO BRANCOO vinho do PortoPROCESSO DUMA BESTIALIDADE INGLEZAEXPOSIÇÃO ATHOMAZ RIBEIRO2ª EDIÇÃOPORTOLIVRARIA CHARDRONDe Lello  Irmão Editores1903Propriedade absoluta dos editoresReproducção InterdictaA THOMAZ RIBEIRO     Como sei que o teu amor ás perfidas trêtas e manhas da Inglaterra     não é dos mais acrizolados venho offerecer ao teu sorriso um     SPECIMEN de bestialidade inglezaHa trinta e cinco annos que um bretão anonymo lavrou na _WestminsterReview_ a condemnação do vinho do Porto como deleterio e empeçonhado poracetato de chumbo e outros toxicos anglicidas O homem pelas rábidasviolencias do estylo parece ter redigido a calumnia depois de jantarnuma exaltação capitosa do tannino do alvarilhão que elle confundiu comas afflicções dos venenos metallicos Relembra lamentosamente com alagrima das bebedeiras ternas o seculo dezoito em que o genuino licordo Porto era um repuxo de vida que irrigára a preciosa existencia degrandes personagens da GranBretanha Recorda Pitt e Dundas Sheridan eFox famigerados absorventes do nosso vinho Diz que Lord Eldon e LordStowel graças infinitas ao Porto reverdejaram e floriram em velhos eSir William Grant já decrepito bebia duas garrafas de _Porto_ a cadarepasto para conservar crystallinamente a limpidez das suas faculdadesmentaes e a rija musculatura de todos os seus membros já locomotores jáapprehensores e o resto Lamenta que Pitt debil de compleição com ouso immoderado deste tonico e em resultado de plethoras frequentescombatidas com ammoniaco e sulfato de magnezia vivesse dez annos menosdo que viveria se possuisse o incombustivel estomago curtido doveneravel Lord DundasSuccedeu porém ao collaborador da _Westminster Review_ acharsedyspeptico com azías relaxes intestinaes eructações cloacinas e ocraneo sempre flammejante como suja poncheira com o encephalo emcombustão de cognac e casquinha de limãoisto depois de saturaçõescopiosas dos vinhos adulterados do Porto_uma mixordia negra_ diz elleafflicto mas não sabe decidir de prompto se a degeneração está na raçasaxonia se no vinho portuguez Pelo menos e provisoriamenteconsiderase envenenado o brutoPois o veneno que lograr infiltrarse nas mucosas inglezas deve ter apotencia esphacelante da Agua Tufana dos Borgias Em Inglaterra osporcos engordam na ceva do arsenico Que fibras de raça aquella É que acarne dum bretão diverge muito da carnadura da restante Europa Oanthropologo Topinard observou que a mortandade nos hospitaes inglezesem seguimento ás operações cirurgicas era muito menor que a doshospitaes francezes O sabio Velpeau consultado pela Academia deMedicina respondeu que _la chair anglaise et la chair françaisenetaient la même_ E não dá a razão da differença por que a não sabiao grande biologo Eu na observancia do dictame do Espirito Santo pelabocca do _Ecclesiastico_não escondas a tua sabedoria illucidarei osnr Velpeau A razão a scientifica é esta emborcações de bebidasacidas e mórmente de cerveja combatem como coadjuvantes do acidophenico a gangrena ora o inglez abeberado de cerveja é refractarioá podridão dos hospitaes Como se vê desta causal tão obvia umanthropologo é capaz de espremer assumpto para volumes recheados decoisas abstrusas sobre ethnographia climatologia morphologiamezologia o diaboAlém da cerveja a fibrina do porco saturado de arsenico entretecidana fibrina do inglez seu compatriota faz delle um Mithridates para ossaes de chumbo diluidos no vinho do Porto O inglez não póde morrer poringestão alcoolica Se quer suicidarse com instrumento liquido tem deasfixiarse afogarse no tunel como o lendario Lord Elle é immortalabsorvendo e só póde morrerabsorvido Estranho animal E é senhor dasaguas e das melhores garrafeiras O destino pela tuba sonorosa deCamões disse ao inglez  _Entre no reino dagua o rei do vinho_                            LUS c VIQue litros de _Porto_ envenenado se calculam efficazes para degenerar umbretão até á dyspepsia e ás agonias da morte                              Nesta conjunctura um possuidor de legitimo _Douro_ convidou ointoxicado a beber o elixir fornecido por um commerciante britannicoestabelecido no Porto O negociante fornecedor era o Forrester quedesappareceu deste alfôbre de charlatães forasteiros de um modotragico ha vinte e trez annos Logo te contarei essa catastrophe meuamigoA sensação intima que o hospede recebeu nas suas entranhas foi umanovidade uma deleitação de refrigerio em todas as membranas desde o céoda bocca até ao cego e visinhança onde elle sentia os ardores da zonatorrida Emborrachouse como era de esperar e seria iniquidadecensurarlho mas o seu cerebro de illuminado espelhava agora asvisualidades ethereas irisadas do americano Poë Nem já o ventre lherugia como se lá tivesse uma bestafera embetesgada numa latrina nemelle nauseado recorria ás titilações na glote para golphar o acetato dechumbo O possuidor da garrafeira para o convencer de que o salvára damorte propinada pelo vinho homicida do Porto mostroulhe dois opusculosinglezes recentemente publicados Um era de J James Forrester eintitulavase _A Word of truth Port wine_ O outro por Whittaker emreforço ao de Forrester chamavase _Strictures on a Word of truth onPort wine_ _London_ 1848Forrester no seu folheto desbaratava o valor do vinho do Portoincrepando os lavradores de não differençarem no fabrico astemperaturas humida fria secca e quente que empregavam promiscuamentetoda a casta de uva adulterandoa com ingredientes adequados ao paladaringlez mas corrosivos Na operação do lagar accusa o lavrador deretardar a fermentação vasando em cada pipa de môsto entre dose e vintee quatro gallões de aguaardente Que passados dois mezes a mixordiaera córada com baga mediante uns saccos de linhagem que espremiam sobreo vinho e depois atiravam o residuo ao tunel Em seguida novo despejode aguaardente e dois mezes de descanço Esta beberagem enviada para oPorto era novamente beneficiada com o veneno alcoolico e nove mezesdepois ao sahir para Inglaterra como golpe de misericordia novainfusão De modo que o vinho entrava no estomago inconsciente doReinoUnido á razão de vinte e seis gallões de aguaardente por pipaDepois descreve o que seja geropiga e como ella entra nesteshorrendos mysterios da Brinvilliers Esta,9
+Produced by Donald LainsonTHE CRUSADE OF THE EXCELSIORby Bret HarteCONTENTSPART I      IN BONDSCHAPTER I   A CRUSADER AND A SIGNCHAPTER II  ANOTHER PORTENTCHAPTER III  VIGILANCIACHAPTER IV  IN THE FOGCHAPTER V   TODOS SANTOSCHAPTER VI  HAIL AND FAREWELLCHAPTER VII THE GENTLE CASTAWAYSCHAPTER VIIIIN SANCTUARYCHAPTER IX  AN OPENAIR PRISONCHAPTER X   TODOS SANTOS SOLVES THE MYSTERYCHAPTER XI  THE CAPTAIN FOLLOWS HIS SHIPPART II     FREEDCHAPTER I   THE MOURNERS AT SAN FRANCISCOCHAPTER II  THE MOURNERS AT TODOS SANTOSCHAPTER III INTERNATIONAL COURTESIESCHAPTER IV  A GLEAM OF SUNSHINECHAPTER V   CLOUDS AND CHANGECHAPTER VI  A MORE IMPORTANT ARRIVALCHAPTER VII THE RETURN OF THE EXCELSIORCHAPTER VIIIHOSTAGECHAPTER IX  LIBERATEDTHE CRUSADE OF THE EXCELSIORPART I IN BONDSCHAPTER IA CRUSADER AND A SIGNIt was the 4th of August 1854 off Cape Corrientes Morning wasbreaking over a heavy sea and the closelyreefed topsails of a barquethat ran before it bearing down upon the faint outline of the Mexicancoast Already the white peak of Colima showed ghostlike in the eastalready the long sweep of the Pacific was gathering strength and volumeas it swept uninterruptedly into the opening Gulf of CaliforniaAs the cold light increased it could be seen that the vessel showedevidence of a long voyage and stress of weather She had lost one ofher spars and her starboard davits rolled emptily Nevertheless herrigging was taut and shipshape and her decks scrupulously cleanIndeed in that uncertain light the only moving figure besides thetwo motionless shadows at the wheel was engaged in scrubbing thequarterdeckwhich with its grated settees and stacked campchairsseemed to indicate the presence of cabin passengers For the barqueExcelsior from New York to San Francisco had discharged the bulk ofher cargo at Callao and had extended her liberal cabin accommodation toswell the feverish Californian immigration still in its heightSuddenly there was a slight commotion on deck An order issued fromsome invisible depth of the cabin was so unexpected that it had to berepeated sternly and peremptorily A bustle forward ensued two or threeother shadows sprang up by the bulwarks then the two men bent over thewheel the Excelsior slowly swung round on her heel and with a partingsalutation to the coast bore away to the northwest and the open seaagainWhats up now growled one of the men at the wheel to his companionas they slowly eased up on the helmTaint the skippers for hes drunk as a biled owl and aint stirredout of his bunk since eight bells said the other Its the firstmates orders but I reckon its the Senors ideaThen we aint goin on to MazatlanNot this trip I reckon said the third mate joining themWhyThe third mate turned and pointed to leeward The line of coast hadalready sunk enough to permit the faint silhouette of a trail of smoketo define the horizon line of skySteamer goin in ehYes Dye seeit might be too hot in thereThen the jigs upNo Suthins to be donenorth of St Lucas HushHe made a gesture of silence although the conversation since he hadjoined them had been carried on in a continuous whisper A figureevidently a passenger had appeared on deck One or two of theforeignlooking crew who had drawn near the group with a certain undueand irregular familiarity now slunk away againThe passenger was a shrewd exact rectangularlooking man who hadevidently never entirely succumbed to the freedom of the sea either inhis appearance or habits He had not even his sea legs yet and as thebarque with the full swell of the Pacific now on her weather bow wasplunging uncomfortably he was fain to cling to the stanchions This didnot however prevent him from noticing the change in her position andcaptiously resenting itLook hereyou I say What have we turned round for Were going awayfrom the land Aint we going on to MazatlanThe two men at the wheel looked silently forward with that exasperatingunconcern of any landsmans interest peculiar to marine officials Thepassenger turned impatiently to the third mateBut this aint right you know It was understood that we were goinginto Mazatlan Ive got business thereMy orders sir said the mate curtly turning awayThe practical passenger had been observant enough of seagoing rules torecognize that this reason was final and that it was equally futile todemand an interview with the captain when that gentleman was not visiblyon duty He turned angrily to the cabin againYou look disturbed my dear Banks I trust you havent slept badlysaid a very gentle voice from the quarterrail near him or perhapsthe ships going about has upset you Its a little rougher on thistackThats just it returned Banks sharply We HAVE gone about andwere not going into Mazatlan at all Its scandalous Ill speak tothe captainIll complain to the consigneesIve got business atMazatlanI expect lettersIBusiness my dear fellow continued the voice in gentle protestYoull have time for business when you get to San Francisco And as forletterstheyll follow you there soon enough Come over here my boyand say hail and farewell to the Mexican coastto the land of Montezumaand Pizarro Come here and see the mountain range from which Balboafeasted his eyes on the broad Pacific ComeThe speaker though apparently more at his ease at sea was in dress andappearance fully as unnautical as Banks As he leaned over the railinghis white closefitting trousers and small patentleather boots gavehim a jaunty halfmilitary air which continued up to the second buttonof his black frockcoat and then so utterly changed its characterthat it was doubtful if a greater contrast could be conceived than thatoffered by the widely spread lapels of his coat his low turneddowncollar loosely knotted silk handkerchief and the round smoothshavengentle pacific face above them His straight long black hair shiningas if from recent immersion was tucked carefully behind his ears andhung in a heavy even semicircular fringe around the back of his neckwhere his tall hat usually rested as if to leave his forehead meeklyexposed to celestial criticism When he had joined,13
+Produced by Sankar Viswanathan David Edwards and theOnline Distributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetThis file was produced from images generously madeavailable by The Internet Archive                Illustration THE A B C SCHOLARS                         Little Prudy Stories                             LITTLE PRUDY                                  BY                              SOPHIE MAY      Author of Little Prudy Stories Dotty Dimple Stories      Flaxie Frizzle Stories Little Prudys Flyaway Series Little Prudys Children Series Pauline Wyman Joy Bells etc                                BOSTON                      LOTHROP LEE  SHEPARD CO                COPYRIGHT 1891 BY REBECCA S CLARKE                                   DEDICATIONTO THE LITTLE PUBLICA Merry Christmas dear ChildrenYou who have read of Prudy Parlin in the Congregationalist andLittle Pilgrim and have learned to love her there may love herbetter in a book by herself with picturesTo you who never saw her before we will introduce her now It is easyto feel acquainted with Prudy for she is as you will find a verytalkative little ladyThere is no end of things which might be told of Susy Grace andHorace and if you wish to hear more about them you have only to waita little whileGod is sending us another year as fresh and clean as the purest paperLet us thank Him for it and try to write it over with kind thoughtsand good deeds then it will be for all of us_A HAPPY NEW YEAR_                                   CONTENTSCHAPI    PRUDYS PATCHWORKII   PRUDY GOING UP TO HEAVENIII  PRUDYS KNITTINGWORKIV   PRUDYS PICNICV    PRUDY IN THE PINESVI   PRUDY SICKVII  PRUDYS PRESENTVIII PRUDY FISHINGIX   THE HATCHET STORYX    MORE STORIESXI   PRUDYS WHITE TEAXII  PRUDY TRYING TO HELPXIII THE GYPSY SUPPERXIV  THE ANGELBABYXV   GOING HOME                                   LITTLE PRUDYCHAPTER IPRUDYS PATCHWORKI am going to tell you something about a little girl who was alwayssaying and doing funny things and very often getting into troubleHer name was Prudy Parlin and she and her sister Susy three yearsolder lived in Portland in the State of Maine though every summerthey went to Willowbrook to visit their grandmotherAt the very first of our story Susy was more than six years old andPrudy was between three and four Susy could sew quite well for agirl of her age and had a stint every day Prudy always thought itvery fine to do just as Susy did so she teased her mother to let_her_ have some patchwork too and Mrs Parlin gave her a few calicopieces just to keep her little fingers out of mischiefBut when the squares were basted together she broke needles prickedher fingers and made a great fuss sometimes crying and wishingthere were no such thing as patchworkOne morning she sat in her rockingchair doing what she thought was a_stint_ She kept running to her mother with every stitch sayingWill that do Her mother was very busy and said My littledaughter must not come to me So Prudy sat down near the door andbegan to sew with all her might but soon her little baby sister camealong looking so cunning that Prudy dropped her needle and went tohugging herO little sister cried she I wouldnt have a horse come and eatyou up for any thing in the worldAfter this of course her mother had to get her another needle andthen thread it for her She went to sewing again till she pricked herfinger and the sight of the wee drop of blood made her cryO dear I wish somebody would pity me But her mother was so busyfrying doughnuts that she could not stop to talk much and the nextthing she saw of Prudy she was at the farther end of the room whileher patchwork lay on the spice boxPrudy Prudy what are you up to nowUp to the table said Prudy O mother Im so sorry but Ivebroke a crack in the pitcherWhat will mamma do with you You havent finished your stintwhatmade you get out of your chairO I thought grandma might want me to get her _speckles_ I thought Iwould go and find Zip too See mamma hes so tickled to see me heshakes all overevery bit of himWheres your patchworkI dont know Youve got a double name havent you doggie Its ZipCoon but it isnt,0
+PAULINA BUXAREU  Josep Maria de SagarraPRIMERA PARTIJo vaig conèixer en Víctor Buxareu i Buxareu en un dolç poblet demuntanya on em deixo caure gairebé tots els istiusEn aquest poblet no hi tinc casa pròpia ni llogada ni unallenqueta de terra ni una tomaquera tan sols no mhi lliga capinterès material per petit que sigui Això és causa que el seurecord no faci trontollar el meu egoïsme ni em treu la son elpresseguer exposat a la golafreria pública ni el mestre de casesque no fineix mai la paret del gallinerAquest poble no és gaire lluny de Barcelona permet lanar i venircada dia cosa que el fa assolible a molta gent de despatx Peròsigui pel que sigui la concurrència hi és escassa i no pas perfalta daigua ni de verdor ni de bones vistes No vol dir totaixò que en el poblet deixi de formarshi colònia Ben alcontrari hi ha una mena de colònia reduïda ensopida daquestescolònies que encara que siguin destar per casa i dispensin detot enfarfec sumptuari tenen linconvenient gravíssim que lestrobes a cada moment i no tés possible donar un pas si no és encomunitatPerò jo confesso que es pot passar per això i molt més perquè elpoblet sho val i ho fa perdonar tot Com que és en una vallpregona i els pendents li venen a sobre per tot arreu se sent unacançó daigua que no sacaba maiLa seva gràcia no lenvileixen els pantalons de color de cremaguardadors darrogàncies abdominals ni el castellà barroerdalguna dama ni els paperots que hi ha vora les fonts entre elsblauets i les campanetes greixosos dacariciar la xocolata i lallonganissaPer damunt de la trista deixalla dels homes hi ha el meravellósencantament de totes les coses vives i jo per part meva servodaquest poble els més amables records ja sia la imatge deldessagnament solar de la fumarella de boira o de la nuca rosadavíctima del bollEn els llocs on el nombre destiuejants és reduït té unaimportància capital el saber quan encara no apreta la calor quisón els novells quina casta de gent anirà a raure a tal casa o atal altra perquè naturalment en els poblets destiueig hi hasempre els emigrants i els ocells de pas com que els que sen vanper tornar lany vinent ja es coneixen i ja sho han dit tot elsocells de pas vénen a ser en definitiva lèxit o el fracàs delistiuNo costarà gaire imaginarnos els salts que fa el cor quan esveuen venir per la carretera les tartanes que duen als nousestiuejants Entre les dues rodes plenes de pols i sota la veladecrèpita bateguen les ànimes que han de posar una mica degràcia ensopiment o lleugeresa dins daquest aire on deliren elspollancres i es belluga un bé de Déu de coses entendridoresI no hi ha dubte que és la tafaneria més justificada la deljovenet que fendint les ombres vesprals amb una mirada violentaquan encara no sha descongestionat la càrrega humana delvehicle descobreix un ample barret i una lleu ombrella i sentel cascavell dunes rialles molt fresques que delaten una jovenetade divuit anysUna noia inconeguda en aquests casos és el més torbador misterique pugui presentarse no et deixa aclucar lull en tota la nitCom es fa viva aquella calma nocturna amb els grills i lesaranyes i algun lladruc estantís si penses que no gaire lluny detu jeu una donzella que tha semblat divina a la migrada clarordels fanals de la tartana i timagines que demà a plena llumesguardaràs la seva rosada finor i sentiràs el to de la seva veuen el repòs discret duna pollancredaPerò abandonem tals consideracions i anem al gra Vull dir nooblidem el meu amic Víctor Buxareu Aquest apreciable subjecte elvaig conèixer com ja he dit en el poblet muntanyenc i ara diréque en qualitat docell de pas Efectivament la família Buxareuva venir un any i després no ha tornat sigui perquè es vanensopir molt sigui perquè no els varen provar les aigüesEra quan el juliol estava fent els darrers badalls quecomparegueren en un auto llogat en Víctor la seva dona quatrebrivalls deliciosos i una germana que si no hem de mirar gaireprim també diré que era deliciosaLarribada va ser cap al tard Com que ningú els coneixia no hihagueren xiscles ni petons ni encaixadesVaren installarse silenciosament en llur domicili estival unacaseta horrible pintada de rosa amb una mica de jardí peròsituada en un recó agradable de verdor encara que el senyor Pratsun de la colònia deia que a la nit no podrien dormir de mosquitsper estar massa prop de la RieraLes minyones dels Buxareu varen comparèixer una mica més tard ambla tartana del servei públic I deixemlos estar la primera nitatrafegats amb la cuina que no tira apaivagant la canalla icercant les claus dels bagulsÉs inútil contar la manera no gens complicada com jo vaig entraren relació amb la família Buxareu Només puc dir que al cap dunasetmana de veurens en Víctor em va invitar a fer una excursióplegats una excursió curta sense massa pujades ni baixadesperquè els nens poguessin fruir força i no perillés lestabilitatde la senyora Buxareu La senyora Buxareu no shavia deciditencara a calçar les espardenyes camperolesEn Víctor Buxareu és un home obert i franc Posseeix els dots deladmiració i lentusiasme és daquells que van amb el cor a lamà Sense ser un xerraire excessiu li agrada parlar i parlardell com totes les persones ben intencionadesDeu anar a la ratlla dels trenta quatre anys i físicament ésduna vulgaritat simpàtica ni alt ni baix ni gras ni primtirant a bru el cabell escàs afaitat sempre duna maneraimpecable es deixa un bigotet com un raspall té uns ulls atacatsde miopia i una gran boca on es marca una certa energia virilVesteix discretament no diu mai cap paraula grollera ésextraordinàriament efusiu i quan dóna la mà apreta ben fortEl rostre de la senyora Buxareu és una harmonia daurada fina igrassa on es fonen les perles i les roses i els seus ulls sóndues llenquetes de cel tremoladísÉs una dona que ompliria de glòria la intimitat dun burgèscapficat pel negoci i vessaria tràgiques ombres a,2
+Produced by Diane Monico and The Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet This file wasproduced from images generously made available by TheInternet ArchiveAmerican LibrariesTHE INDUSTRIAL READERS_Book II_DIGGERS IN THEEARTHBYEVA MARCH TAPPAN PhD_Author of Englands Story American Hero StoriesOld World Hero Stories Story of the Greek PeopleStory of the Roman People etc Editor ofThe Childrens Hour_IllustrationHOUGHTON MIFFLIN COMPANYBOSTON   NEW YORK   CHICAGOTHE INDUSTRIAL READERSBy Eva March Tappan  I THE FARMER AND HIS FRIENDS 50 cents II DIGGERS IN THE EARTH 50 centsIII MAKERS OF MANY THINGS 50 cents IV TRAVELERS AND TRAVELING 50 centsThe foregoing are list prices postpaidCOPYRIGHT 1916 BY EVA MARCH TAPPANALL RIGHTS RESERVED_First printing April 1916__Reprinted December 1916_The Riverside PressCAMBRIDGE MASSACHUSETTSU S APREFACEThe four books of this series have been written not merely to provideagreeable reading matter for children but to give them informationWhen a child can look at a steel pen not simply as an articlefurnished by the city for his use but rather as the result of manyinteresting processes he has made a distinct growth in intelligenceWhen he has begun to apprehend the fruitfulness of the earth bothabove ground and below and the best way in which its products may beutilized and carried to the places where they are needed he has notonly acquired a knowledge of many kinds of industrial life which mayhelp him to choose his lifework wisely from among them but he haslearned the dependence of one person upon other persons of one partof the world upon other parts and the necessity of peacefulintercourse Best of all he has learned to see Wordsworths familiarlines say of a man whose eyes had not been opened    A primrose by a rivers brim    A yellow primrose was to him    And it was nothing moreThese books are planned to show the children that there is somethingmore to broaden their horizon to reveal to them what invention hasaccomplished and what wide room for invention still remains to teachthem that reward comes to the man who improves his output beyond thetask of the moment and that success is waiting not for him who worksbecause he must but him who works because he mayAcknowledgment is due to the Lehigh Valley Railroad Jones BrothersCompany Alpha Portland Cement Company Dwight W Woodbridge the UtahCopper Company the Aluminum Company of America the Diamond CrystalSalt Company T W Rickard and others whose advice and criticismhave been of most valuable aid in the preparation of this volume                                     EVA MARCH TAPPANCONTENTS   I IN A COAL MINE                                   1  II DOWN IN THE QUARRIES                            11 III HOUSES OF SAND                                  21  IV BRICKS THEIR FAULTS AND THEIR VIRTUES          31   V AT THE GOLD DIGGINGS                            39  VI THE STORY OF A SILVER MINE                      48 VII IRON THE EVERYDAY METAL                        57VIII OUR GOOD FRIEND COPPER                          65  IX THE NEW METAL ALUMINUM                         76   X THE OIL IN OUR LAMPS                            84  XI LITTLE GRAINS OF SALT                           95LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONSA STRUCTURAL STEEL APARTMENT BUILDING                 viHOW A COAL MINE LOOKS ABOVEGROUND                      5MINERS AND THEIR MINE                                 10OPENING A GRANITE QUARRY                              13BUILDING A CONCRETE ROAD                              27IN A NEW JERSEY BRICK MILL                            33HYDRAULIC GOLD MINING,0
+Produced by Graeme Mackreth and The Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet This file wasproduced from images generously made available by TheInternet ArchiveAmerican LibrariesA TREATISEON THETACTICAL USE OF THE THREE ARMSINFANTRY ARTILLERY AND CAVALRYBYFRANCIS J LIPPITTEXCOLONEL SECOND INFANTRY CALIFORNIA VOLUNTEERSNEW YORKD VAN NOSTRAND PUBLISHER192 BROADWAY1865Entered according to Act of Congress in the year 1865By D VAN NOSTRANDIn the Clerks Office of the District Court of the United States for theSouthern District of New YorkALVORD PRINTERTO THE MILITARY PUBLICThe Author would feel obliged for any facts or suggestions which mightenable him to render a future edition of this work more valuablePROVIDENCE RI _July 1865_TABLE OF CONTENTS                                                                   PAGETactical Use of Infantry                                              3   I ITS ATTACK GENERALLY                                           4  II FORMATIONS FOR ATTACK                                           8 III THE ATTACK HOW MADE                                           19  IV BAYONET CHARGES                                                24   V DEFENCE AGAINST INFANTRY                                       27  VI DEFENCE AGAINST ARTILLERY                                      34 VII DEFENCE AGAINST CAVALRY                                        36VIII SQUARES                                                        40  IX SKIRMISHERS                                                    49        A THEIR USE                                                 50        B HOW POSTED                                                53        C HOW HANDLED                                               55        D RULES FOR INDIVIDUAL SKIRMISHERS                          56Tactical Use of Artillery                                            59   I HOW POSTED WITH RESPECT TO THE GROUND                          59  II HOW POSTED WITH RESPECT TO OUR OWN TROOPS                      63 III HOW POSTED WITH RESPECT TO THE ENEMY,4
+Produced by Nick Hodson of London EnglandThe Three Midshipmen by WHG Kingston________________________________________________________________________The tale of the Three Midshipmen is carried on to the Three Lieutenantsthe Three Commanders and the Three Admirals  The book starts with thearrival of three new boys at a boarding school for young gentlemen  Oneboy is English one is Scottish and the third is Irish  Under theinfluence of various bullies and other schoolboy adversities the threelads learn to stick together and to look after each other  They jointhe Navy and get various postings by which from time to time they meetusually under the most difficult circumstances  Of course they eachsurvive bravely though any of the boats crews that they have thehonour to command are mowed down by the enemy  In other words some ofit is pretty tall stuff but it was very good fare for the nineteenthcentury and early twentieth century English schoolboy  I can rememberthese books on our 1940s school librarys shelves very wellthumbed andmany times repaired by one of the masters whose hobby it was to run avoluntary bookbinding class  There are three parts to the book ofwhich we originally published only the first two as we were workingwith a book that did not have the last part In this new 2006 editionyou will be able to read about the Midshipmen in China  We apologisefor the delay in making good this omissionWe see no reason why you should not enjoy this book________________________________________________________________________THE THREE MIDSHIPMEN IN THE LEVANT IN AFRICA AND IN CHINA BY WHGKINGSTONCHAPTER ONEEARLY DAYSOurs was a capital school though it was not a public one  It was notfar from London so that a coach could carry us down there in littlemore than an hour from the _White Horse Cellar_ Piccadilly  On the topof the posts at each side of the gates were two eagles fine largebirds I thought them  They looked out on a green fringed with tallelms beyond which was our cricketfield  A very magnificent redbrickold house rose behind the eagles full of windows belonging to oursleepingrooms  The playground was at the back of the house with agrand old tulip tree in the centre a tectum for rainy weather on oneside and the large school room on the other  Beyond was a goodsizedgarden full of apple and pear trees but as we very seldom went intoit I do not remember its appearance  Perhaps were I to see the placeagain I might find its dimensions somewhat altered  The master was afirstrate schoolmaster  What his attainments were I cannot say buthe understood managing boys admirably  He kept us all in very goodorder had us fairly taught fed us with wholesome if not luxuriousfood and though he used his cane freely treated us justly  We heldhim in awe and yet we liked himIt was after the summer holidays when I had just got back I heard thatthree new boys had come  In the afternoon they all appeared in theplayground  They were strangers to each other as well as to us buttheir similarity of fate drew them together  One was a slightly madedark and somewhat delicatelooking boy another was a sturdy littlefellow with a round ruddy countenance and a jovial goodnaturedexpression in it yet he did not look as if he would stand any nonsensethe third was rather smaller than the other two a pleasantlookingfellow and though his eyes were red with crying he seemed to becutting some joke which made his companions laugh  He had come all theway from Ireland we heard and his elder brother had that morning lefthim and gone back home and that made him unhappy just then  He at oncegot the name of Paddy in the school  He did not mind it  His real namewas Terence Adair so sometimes he was called Paddy AdairI say you fellow whats your name asked a biggish boy of thestoutest of the three newcomersJack Rogers was the answer given in a quiet toneI dont believe it replied the big boy who was known as BullyPigeon its such a rum nameIll make you believe it and remember it too exclaimed thenewcomer eyeing the other from head to foot and walking firmly up tohim with his lips closed while he moved his head slowly from side toside  I tell you my name is Jack RogersNowThe bully did not say a word  He looked as if he would have liked tohave hit but Paddy Adair had followed his new friend and was evidentlyabout to join in the fray if it was once begun so the big boy thoughtbetter of it  He would gain no credit for attacking a little fellow thefirst day of his coming  There were many witnesses of the scene andJack was unanimously pronounced to be a plucky little chap  Pigeondefeated in one direction turned his attention to the firstnamed boywho had scarcely moved since he entered the playground but kept lookinground with his large black eyes on the scene before him which wasevidently strange to his sightWhat are you called I should like to know he asked in a rude toneAlick Murray was the answer in a quiet gentlemanly voiceThen you come from Scotland I suppose said the bullyYes I do replied the formerOh  I wonder your mamma would let you go away from her observed thebig boy with a sneerMy mamma is just dead answered Murray in a mild tone a tearspringing to his eyeShame shame shouted the voices of several boys who had come upamong them that of Jack Rogers was the loudestI didnt mean to say anything to hurt him said the bully sneakingaway  Ill pay you off for this some day he muttered as he passedJackJack looked after him and laughedHell have two to fight if he tries it mind that said Adair to hisnew friendJack thanked him but said that he should soon be able to tackle,1
+Produced by Al HainesHESPERUSANDOther Poems and LyricsBY CHARLES SANGSTERAUTHOR OF THE ST LAWRENCE AND THE SAGUENAY AND OTHER POEMSMontrealJOHN LOVELL ST NICHOLAS STREETKingstonJOHN CREIGHTON KING STREET1860Entered according to the Act of the Provincial Parliament  in the year one thousand eight hundred and sixty by  CHARLES SANGSTER in the office ef the Registrar of the  Province of CanadaTHESEPoems and LyricsAREDEDICATEDTOMy NieceCARRIE MILLEROFSANDWICH C WvCONTENTS                                                           PAGEDedicatory Poem                          9Hesperus                            11Crowned                             29Mariline                            30The Happy Harvesters                      40Falls of the Chaudière Ottawa                 53A Royal Welcome                         59Malcolm                             61The Comet October 1858                     63Autumn                             65Colin                              68Margery                             70Eva                               76The Poets Recompense                      77The Wine of Song                        78The Plains of Abraham                      80Death of Wolfe                         83Brock                              84Song for Canada                         86SongId be a Fairy King                   89SongLove while you may                    91viThe Snows Upper Ottawa                     92The Rapid                           94Lost and Found                         96Again                              99Glimpses                           100My Prayer                           102Her Star                           104The Mystery                          107Love and Truth                        109The Wren                           111Grandpere                           113Englands Hope and Englands Heir,0
+Produced by Jason Isbell Christine D and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet Thisfile was produced from images generously made availableby the Library of Congress                            THE                          WONDERS                           OF A                            TOY                           SHOP                          NewYork                       J Q PREBLE                     J W ORR NEW YORK                          WONDERS                            OF                         A TOYSHOP    Illustration TOY WAREHOUSE    Pray what would you like said a Toyman one day      Addressing a group of young folks    I have toys in abundance and very cheap too      Though not quite so cheap as my jokes    Heres a famous managerie full of wild beasts      See this lion with wide open jaws    Enough to affright one and yet Ive no doubt      You might venture to play with his claws    Illustration    Heres a tiger as tame as a lapdog youll find      And a fox that will not steal the geese    So here you must own the old adage is proved      That wonders are never to cease    Heres wagon well laden and here is a dray      With horses and harness complete    You can drive them in parlour and drawingroom too      As easily as in the street    Illustration    Heres a whole file of soldiers quite ready for fight      And each of them armed with a gun    You may knock them all down with a feather and then      You may pocket themevery one    Heres a fine stud of horses which strange though it sounds      Live neither on corn nor on hay    A gentlemans carriage and tilbury too      For which weve no taxes to pay    Illustration    A coachman so plump and a footman so tall      Who cost not a penny for food    For to tell you the truth all their insides are filled      With a permanent dinner of wood    Examine this sword with its handle and sheath      And its blade made of innocent wood    Twere well if all swords were as harmless as this      And as equally guiltless of blood    Illustration    Heres a mill that will go without water or wind      A wonder you cannot deny    I really cant say whether it will grind corn      But it will be easy to try    That irongray rockinghorse close at your side      With saddle and bridle complete    Will go without whipping and equally strange      Without making use of his feet    Illustration    Yet stranger than thatwhatsoever his pace      Whether canter or gallop or trot    Though moving at ten miles an hourhe neer      Advances one inch from the spot    A full set of bricks is enclosed in this box      With the mortar we well may dispense    But with these you may build a magnificent house      Without een a farthings expense    Illustration    With these you may raise up a Royal Exchange      In less than five minutes and then    Knock it down and build up a new Parliament House      In another five minutesor ten    A dolls pretty kitchen stands next on the shelf      With grate pans and kettle and pot    With dish and tureen and all crockeryware      Knives and forks,13
+Produced by David WidgerTHE TRADERS WIFEBy Louis BeckeUnwin Brothers 1901CHAPTER IBrabants wife was sitting on the shady verandah of her house on thehills overlooking Levuka harbour and watching a large fore and aftschooner being towed in by two boats for the wind had died away earlyin the morning and left the smooth sea to swelter and steam under a skyof brassThe schooner was named the _Maritana_ and was owned and commanded byMrs Brabants husband John Brabant who at that moment was standing onthe afterdeck looking through his glasses at the house on the hill andat the whiterobed figure of his wifeCan you see Mrs Brabant sir asked the chief mate a shortdarkfaced man of about thirty years of age as he came aft and stoodbeside his captainYes I can see her quite plainly Lester he replied as he handed theglasses to his officer she is sitting on the verandah watching usThe mate took the glasses and directed them upon the house for a fewmoments Perhaps she will come off to us sirBrabant shook his head It is a terribly hot day you see Lesterand she cant stand the sun at all And then we shall be at anchor inanother hour or soJust so sir replied the mate politely He did not like Mrs Brabanthad never liked her from the very first day he saw her a year beforewhen Brabant had brought her down on board the _Maritana_ in Aucklandand introduced her as his future wife Why he did not like her he couldnot tell and did not waste time in trying to analyse his feelings Heknew that his old friend and shipmate was passionately fond of hisfair young wife and was intensely proud of her beauty and now atthe conclusion of a wearisome five months voyage among the sunbakedislands of the Equatorial Pacific was returning home more in lovewith her than ever Not that he ever talked of her effusively evento Lester tried and true comrade as he was for was naturally aselfcontained and somewhat reserved man as one could tell by hisdeepset stern grey eyes and square jaw and chinDamn her muttered Lester to himself as he stood on the topgallantfocscle watching the two boats with their toiling crews ofbrownskinned natives nearly five months since she last saw him andthere she sits calmly watching us as if we had only sailed yesterdayAfraid of the sun Shes too selfish and too frightened of spoiling herpretty pinkandwhite skinthats what it isAn hour later the boats came alongside and then as the chain rattledthrough the hawsepipes Brabant came on deck dressed in a suit ofspotless whiteShall we see you this evening Jim he asked as he stood waiting toreceive the Customs officer and doctor whose boats were approachingThank you very much sir but I would rather stay on board thisevening as Dr Bruce is sure to come into town some time today assoon as he hears the _Maritana_ is here and I should not like to misshimJust as you please Jim But why not take a run on shore with him andboth of you come up for an hour or two after dinnerThe mate nodded Yes we could do that I think but at the same timeMrs Brabant wont much care about visitors this evening Im afraidMy wife will be only too delighted Jim replied the captain in hisgrave manner you and Bruce are my oldest friendsthat is quite enoughfor herThe port doctor and Customs officer came on board and warmly greetedthe captain of the _Maritana_ for apart from his being one of thewealthiest traders in the South Seas John Brabant was essentially aman who made friendsmade them insensibly and then his beautiful youngwife was the acknowledged belle of the small European community in Fijiand his house when he returned from one of his trading voyages wasliterally an open house for every onetraders storekeepers cottonplanters naval men or merchant skippersknew there was a welcomeawaiting them in the big bungalow on the hillside at whatever time theycalled day or night Such hospitality was customary in those old Fijiandays when every cotton planter saw before him the shining portals ofthe City of Fortune inviting him to enter and be rich and every traderand trading captain made money so easily that it was hard to spend itas quickly as it was made and Mantons Hotel on Levuka beach was fillednight after night with crowds of hilarious and excited people and thepopping of the champagne corks went on from dusk till dawn of the tropicday and men talked and drank and talked and drank again and told eachother of the lucky strokes they had made and suntanned skippers fromthe wild and murderous Solomons and the feverstricken New Hebridesspoke of the cargoes of blackbirds they had sold at two hundred andfifty dollars a head and dashed down a handful of yellow sovereignson Mantons bar for a drink all round And then sometimes a longsnakylooking brigantine with the name _Atlantic_ on her stern and theStars and Stripes flying from her gaff would sail into the noisy littleport nestling under the verdured hills of Ovalau Island and a big manwith a black flowing beard and a deep but merry voice would be rowedashore by a crew of wildeyed brownskinned Polynesians and BullyHayes has come Bully Hayes has come would be cried from one end ofLevuka to the other as every one white black and brown ran to thebeach to see the famous and muchmaligned pirate land with a smileon his handsome face his pockets full of gold and he himself ready foranything or everythinga _liaison_ with some other mans wife a storyof his last cruise a fight for love with some recently discoveredpugilist of local renown a sentimental Spanish song to the strumming ofhis guitar or the reading of the burial service according to the ritesof either the Roman Catholic Church or that of the Church of Englandover the remains of some acquaintance or stranger who had succumbed tofever or a bullet or Levuka whiskey Brave halcyon days were,47
+Produced by An Anonymous VolunteerTHE BOYS AND GIRLS PLUTARCHBEING PARTS OF THE LIVES OF PLUTARCHBy PlutarchEdited for Boys and Girls With Introductions By John S WhiteHeadMaster Berkeley SchoolTable of Contents     Life of Theseus     Life of Romulus     Comparison of Theseus and Romulus     Life of Lycurgus     Life of Solon     Life of Themistocles     Life of Camillus     Life of Pericles     Life of Demosthenes     Life of Cicero     Comparison of Demosthenes and Cicero     Life of Alcibiades     Life of Coriolanus     Comparison of Alcibiades and Coriolanus     Life of Aristides     Life of Cimon     Life of Pompey     The Engines of Archimedes from the Life of Marcellus     Description of Cleopatra from the Life of Antony     Anecdotes from the Life of Agesilaus     The Brothers from the Life of Timoleon     The Wound of Philopoemen     A Roman Triumph from the Life of Paulus Aemilius     The Noble Character of Caius Fabricius from the Life of Pyrrhus     From the Life of Quintus Fabius Maximus     The Cruelty of Lucius Cornelius Sylla     The Luxury of Lucullus     From the Life of Sertorius the Roman who endeavored to establish     a separate Government for himself in Spain     The Scroll from the Life of Lysander     The Character of Marcus Cato     The Sacred Theban Band from the Life of Pelopidas     From the Life of Titus Flamininus Conqueror of Philip     Life of Alexander the Great     The Death of CaesarTHESEUSAs geographers crowd into the edges of their maps parts of the worldwhich they do not know about adding notes in the margin to the effectthat beyond this lies nothing but sandy deserts full of wild beastsunapproachable bogs Seythian ice or frozen sea so in this great workof mine in which I have compared the lives of the greatest men with oneanother after passing through those periods which probable reasoningcan reach to and real history find a footing in I might very wellsay of those that are farther off Beyond this there is nothing butprodigies and fictions the only inhabitants are the poets and inventorsof fables there is no credit or certainty any farther Yet afterpublishing an account of Lycurgus the lawgiver and Numa the king Ithought I might not without reason ascend as high as to Romulus beingbrought by my history so near to his time Considering therefore withmyself     Whom shall I set so great a man face to face     Or whom oppose Whos equal to the placeas Aeschylus expresses it I found none so fit as he who peopled thebeautiful and farfamed city of Athens to be set in opposition withthe father of the invincible and renowned city of Rome Let us hope thatFable may in what shall follow so submit to the purifying processes ofReason as to take the character of exact history We shall beg that wemay meet with candid readers and such as will receive with indulgencethe stories of antiquityTheseus seemed to me to resemble Romulus in many particulars Both ofthem had the repute of being sprung from the godsBoth warriors that by all the worlds allowedBoth of them united with strength of body an equal vigor of mind and ofthe two most famous cities of the world the one built in Rome and theother made Athens be inhabited Neither of them could avoid domesticmisfortunes nor jealousy at home but toward the close of theirlives are both of them said to have incurred great odium with theircountrymen if that is we may take the stories least like poetry asour guide to truthTheseus was the son of Aegeus and Aethra His lineage by his fathersside ascends as high as to Erechtheus and the first inhabitants ofAttica By his mothers side he was descended of Pelops who was themost powerful of all the kings of PeloponnesusWhen Aegeus went from the home of Aethra in Troezen to Athens he lefta sword and a pair of shoes hiding them under a great stone that had ahollow in it exactly fitting them and went away making her only privyto it and commanding her that if when their son came to mans estatehe should be able to lift up the stone and take away what he had leftthere she should send him away to him with those things with allsecrecy and with injunctions to him as much as possible to conceal hisjourney from everyone for he greatly feared the Pallantidae who werecontinually mutinying against him and despised him for his want ofchildren they themselves being fifty brothers all sons of Pallas thebrother of AegeusWhen Aethras son was born some say that he was immediately namedTheseus from the tokens which his father had put under the stoneothers that he received his name afterwards at Athens when Aegeusacknowledged him for his son He was brought up under his grandfatherPittheus and had a tutor and attendant set over him named Connidas towhom the Athenians even to this time the day before the feast that isdedicated to Theseus sacrifice a ram giving this honor to his memoryupon much juster grounds than to Silanio and Parrhasius for makingpictures and statues of Theseus There being then a custom for theGrecian youth upon their first coming to a mans estate to go toDelphi and offer firstfruits of their hair to the god Theseus also wentthither and,4
+Produced by Sankar Viswanathan Chris Curnow Joseph Cooperand the Online Distributed Proofreading Team athttpwwwpgdpnet           Illustration Midnight Pool Animals Drinking                     HEATH SUPPLEMENTARY READERS                            THE WONDERS OF                              THE JUNGLE                         PRINCE SARATH GHOSH                               BOOK ONE                       D C HEATH AND COMPANY                  BOSTON  NEW YORK  CHICAGO  ATLANTA                  DALLAS     SAN FRANCISCO    LONDON                           COPYRIGHT 1915                         BY D C HEATH  CO                                   PREFACEOne of the great thinkers of the world has said that all the sciencesare embodied in natural history Hence natural history should betaught to a child from an early agePerhaps the best method of teaching it is to set forth thecharacteristics of animals in the form of a narrative Then the childreads the narrative with pleasure and almost as a story not as atedious lessonI have followed that method in the Wonders of the Jungle The presentwork Book One is intended to be a supplementary reader for theearlier grades in grammar schools If it be found useful I shallwrite one or two more books in progressive order for the use of highergradesIn Book One I have depicted only such wild animals as appeal to theinterest of young children and even to their sympathy and love Insubsequent books I shall describe the animals that prey upon othersAs those animals are not lovable it would be better for the child toread about them a year or two later But even to those animals I shallbe just and shall depict their good qualities as well as theirpreying habits How many people know that the very worst animal thetiger is a better husband and father than many men Or that theferocity of the tigress is prompted entirely by her maternalinstinctand that in every case of unusual ferocity yet recorded itwas afterward found that there was a helpless cub somewhere nearHence in subsequent books I shall enter more fully into the causes ofanimal instincts and characteristicstheir loves and their hates andtheir fearsRegarding the scheme of Book One the animals are described in theirdaily life and the main scientific facts and principles concerningeach animal are woven into the narrative as a part of that daily lifeBut while teaching science to the child in that pleasant form a fewother purposes have also been kept in view1 To cultivate the childs imagination True imagination is theability to visualize mentally the realities of life not what isunrealfor which it is so often mistaken Hence in this book thechild is helped to visualize the animals in their actual haunts andto see each incident as it actually happens2 To cultivate the childs reasoning faculty The child is encouragedat every step to think and to reason why the animal does certainthings _eg_ why the elephant does not drink directly with itsmouth but has to squirt the water into it with the trunk3 To teach a moral from the study of animals The whole of Creationis one immense and beautiful pattern so the child may well be trainedto see the pattern in this also And as a practical benefit from thestudy of animals the child may learn thereby the value of certainqualities such as obedience discipline and good citizenship_eg_as in the remarkable case of the elephant the buffalo and theflamingo as described in the text In this regard I have kept in mindthe very useful suggestions formulated a few years ago by the MoralEducation League of Great Britain under the patronage of Queen Maryfive of whose children at that time ranged in age from seven tofifteen One of the functions of education is to present to the childthe noblest and the most elevated of ideals I have sought to do thatin almost every chapterI have to acknowledge my obligation to the New York KindergartenAssociation for its valuable cooperation in putting this book througha practical test The Kindergarten Association on more than oneoccasion provided me with a large audience of children ranging in agefrom six to nine expupils of the Association who are now in thepublic schoolsCONTENTSCHAPTERI THE MIDNIGHT POOLElephants Drink FirstBut Down StreamHow the Elephant DrinksWhy the Elephant Drinks with his TrunkII THE LAW OF THE JUNGLEHow Buffaloes Come to DrinkIn RowsBuffalo Knights Guard the Timid DeerWild PigsCarelessRed DogsBold Fearing NobodyOther Animals Come AloneThe Law of the JungleClear Water for AllIII THE ELEPHANTS BATHElephant Child Obeys Mammaor Gets SpankedHow the Elephant Child is BathedHow the Elephant Child Learns to,52
+Produced by David Clarke Jeannie Howse and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet This file was produced from images generously made available by The InternetArchiveCanadian Libraries                                            Transcribers Note                                                                                                           Obvious typographical errors have been corrected For          a complete list please see the end of this document                                                                                                           LETTERSOFLIEUTCOLONEL GEORGE BRENTON LAURIEIllustration signed George Brenton LaurieFor Private CirculationLETTERSOFLtCol GEORGE BRENTON LAURIECommanding 1st Battn Royal Irish RiflesDated NOVEMBER 4th 1914MARCH 11th 1915EDITED BY FLORENCE VERELAURIE_Printed by_GALE  POLDEN LTDWellington Works Aldershot1921TO HALIBURTON BLANCHE AND SYDNEYMY DEAR CHILDRENI dedicate this little volume to you in memory of your father who asyou know fell on March 12th 1915 in the Battle of Neuve ChapelleThese Letters which were written to me from France during the firstwinter of the World War do not in any way pretend to literaryattainment they are just the simple letters of a soldier recording asa diary the daily doings of his regiment at the frontOften were they penned under great difficulties and many a time undera rain of fire The accounts of the awful loss of life and thediscomforts experienced both by officers and men unused to suchsevere climatic conditions are sometimes heartrending and they makethe reading sadTouches however of his natural cheerfulness relieve the greyness ofthe situation and at times one can almost hear the lightheartednessof a schoolboy speakingYour father cared for his regiment as a father cares for his childand was beloved by it He obtained his commission in 1885 at 18 yearsof age and was curiously enough the last officer to enter theBritish Army with the rank of a full Lieutenant Had he lived till thefollowing September he would have been 30 years in the Royal IrishRiflesA short sketch of his life and military career is given in this bookand reference is made to the pleasure he took in being chosen to writethe History of his Regiment completed in 1914 He was also devoted toall kinds of sport as a pastime but I will not write of these thingsrather would I speak of his great wish to win fresh laurels for hisregiment and of how proud he was when after the long dreary winterin the trenches the Royal Irish Rifles were the first to enter thevillage of Neuve Chapelle But above all would I counsel you to followhis example in his faithful attention to duty fulfilling the Frenchproverb Faites ce que doit advienne que pourraHe died as a true soldier leading his men and what better deathcould be desired He now lies in the British military cemetery of Pontdu Hem midway between Neuve Chapelle and Estaires not far fromBethune in Northern France and a little wooden cross marks the spot                                                  F VERELAURIECARLTON HALL  CARLTONONTRENT NOTTS      _May 12th 1921_FOREWORDBY LIEUTCOLONEL SIR JOHN ROSS OF BLADENSBURG KCB KCVO_late Coldstream Guards_Colonel George Laurie came from a military family His father adistinguished General and his uncle both served in the Crimea andelsewhere and many of his near relations joined the army and werewellknown zealous soldiers of their Sovereign His elder brother fellin the Boer War in the beginning of this century and he himself sawactive service in the Sudan and in South Africa before he landed inFrance to take his share in the great World War On being promoted tothe command of his battalion he joined it at Kamptee in India andthis obliged him to leave his wife and family at home for youngchildren are not able to live in that tropical very hot and unhealthydistrict From that station with scarcely any opportunity of seeingthem again he was launched into the severities of a cold and wetwinter in a waterlogged part of Flanders His experiences aregraphically told in his letters and they will show how much ourgallant troops had to endure when engaged in the terrible conflictwhich the ambition of Prussia had provoked and with what fortitudeand courage they defended the country from the serious dangers thatthen menaced itAll who have read these interesting letters will I think perceivethat one dominant feature in Colonel Lauries character was a keen andallpervading sense of duty and an earnest determination to dischargeit in every circumstance as thoroughly and,4
+Produced by Joe Longo S Drawehn and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet  THE TALE OF  GRUMPY WEASEL  SLEEPYTIME TALES  Trademark Registered  BY  ARTHUR SCOTT BAILEY  AUTHOR OF  TUCKMEIN TALES  Trademark Registered  The Tale of Cuffy Bear  The Tale of Frisky Squirrel  The Tale of Tommy Fox  The Tale of Fatty Coon  The Tale of Billy Woodchuck  The Tale of Jimmy Rabbit  The Tale of Peter Mink  The Tale of Sandy Chipmunk  The Tale of Brownie Beaver  The Tale of Paddy Muskrat  The Tale of Ferdinand Frog  The Tale of Dickie Deer Mouse  The Tale of Timothy Turtle  The Tale of Major Monkey  The Tale of Benny BadgerIllustration Grumpy Weasel and Jimmy Rabbit Run a Race _Frontispiece__Page 46_  SLEEPYTIME TALES  Trademark Registered  THE TALE OF  GRUMPY  WEASEL  BY  ARTHUR SCOTT BAILEY  Author of  TUCKMEIN TALES  Trademark Registered  ILLUSTRATED BY  HARRY L SMITH  NEW YORK  GROSSET  DUNLAP  PUBLISHERS  Made in the United States of America  COPYRIGHT 1920 BY  GROSSET  DUNLAPCONTENTS  CHAPTER                             PAGE      I  A SLIM RASCAL                   1     II  AT THE OLD STONE WALL           5    III  MASTER ROBINS LESSON           9     IV  HUNTING A HOLE                 13      V  SOLOMON OWL INTERRUPTS         18     VI  MR MEADOW MOUSE ESCAPES       23    VII  PADDY MUSKRATS BLUNDER        28   VIII  THE DARE                       33     IX  SAVING HIS FEET                38      X  HA AND HA HA                42     XI  A LONG RACE                    46    XII  WINNING BY A TRICK             51   XIII  SILLY MRS HEN                 56    XIV  GRUMPY VANISHES                60     XV  THE GREAT MYSTERY              64    XVI  GUARDING THE CORNCRIB          69   XVII  GRUMPYS MISTAKE               73  XVIII  POP GOES THE WEASEL           78    XIX  HIDING FROM HENRY HAWK         83     XX  A FREE RIDE                    88    XXI  A NEW SUIT                     93   XXII  GRUMPYS THREAT                98  XXIII  A BOLD STRANGER               103   XXIV  FUR AND FEATHERS              107    XXV  PETER MINKS PROMISE          112   XXVI  HOW GRUMPY HELPED             116THE TALE OF GRUMPY WEASELIA SLIM RASCALOld Mr Crow often remarked that if Grumpy Weasel really wanted to be ofsome use in the world he would spend his time at the sawmill fillingknot holes in boardsHes so slender Mr Crow would say that he can push himself into aknot hole no bigger round than Farmer Greens thumbNaturally it did not please old Mr Crow when Solomon Owl went out ofhis way one day to tell him that he was sadly mistaken For afterhearing some gossip repeat Mr Crows opinion Solomon Owlthe wise oldbirdhad given several long hoots and hurried off though it was broaddaylight to set Mr Crow rightThe trouble Solomon explained when he had found Mr Crow on the edgeof the woodsthe trouble with your plan to have Grumpy Weasel work inthe sawmill is that he wouldnt keep a knot hole filled longer than ajiffy Its true that he can fit a very small hole But if youd everwatched him closely youd know that hes in a hole and out the otherside so fast you can scarcely see what happens Hes,15
+Produced by Suzanne Shell Linda Cantoni and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet Thisebook was created from a 1970 reprint published by AugustusM Kelly Publishers New YorkTranscribers Notes This book contains documents written in 17th and18thCentury English Dutch French and other languagesInconsistencies of spelling punctuation capitalization andhyphenation have been preserved as they appear in the original Seethe last paragraph of the Preface for the editors note on thisA few obvious printer errors in the editors footnotes have beencorrectedThis book contains characters with macrons which are represented herein brackets with an equal sign eg aThe original contains various symbols to represent signature marksThese have been described in brackets eg JOHN X SMITHThe original contains a number of blank spaces to represent missingmatter These are represented here as a series of four hyphensIn the original there are a few numbers enclosed in square bracketsThey are here enclosed in curly brackets in order to avoid confusionwith the squarebracketed footnote numbers used in this etextPRIVATEERING AND PIRACYIN THECOLONIAL PERIOD ILLUSTRATIVE DOCUMENTSEDITED UNDER THE AUSPICES OFTHE NATIONAL SOCIETY OF THECOLONIAL DAMES OF AMERICABYJOHN FRANKLIN JAMESONDIRECTOR OF THE DEPARTMENT OF HISTORICAL RESEARCH INTHE CARNEGIE INSTITUTION OF WASHINGTONNew YorkTHE MACMILLAN COMPANY1923TO THE HONORED MEMORY OFJOHN JAMESONOF BOSTON18281905VOYAGER TEACHER LAWYER SCHOLARWHOSE LOVE OF LEARNING AND WHOSE UNSELFISHDEVOTION MADE IT NATURAL AND POSSIBLETHAT I SHOULD LEAD THE STUDENTS LIFEPREFACEThe National Society of the Colonial Dames of America have formed thelaudable habit of illustrating the colonial period of United Stateshistory in which they are especially interested by published volumesof original historical material previously unprinted and relating tothat period Thus in the course of years they have made a largeaddition to the number of documentary sources available to the studentof that period First they published in 1906 in two handsomevolumes the _Correspondence of William Pitt when Secretary of Statewith Colonial Governors and Military and Naval Commanders in America_edited by the late Miss Gertrude Selwyn Kimball containing materialof great importance to the history of the colonies as a whole and ofthe management of the French and Indian War Next in 1911 and 1914they published the two volumes of Professor James C Ballaghsvaluable edition of the _Letters of Richard Henry Lee_ Then in 1912they brought out again in two volumes the _Correspondence ofGovernor William Shirley_ edited by Dr Charles H Lincoln andillustrating the history of several colonies particularly those ofNew England during the period of what in our colonial history iscalled King Georges War More recently in 1916 the Societypublished an entertaining volume of hitherto unprinted _Travels in theAmerican Colonies_ edited by Dr Newton D MerenessIt was resolved that the next volume after these should be devoted todocuments relating to maritime history In proportion to itsimportance that aspect of our colonial history has in generalreceived too little attention In time of peace the colonists nearlyall of whom dwelt within a hundred miles of ocean or tidewatermaintained constantly a maritime commerce that had a large importanceto their economic life and gave employment to no small part of theirpopulation In time of war their naval problems and dangers andachievements were hardly less important than those of land warfarebut have been far less exploited whether in narrative histories or involumes of documentary materials Accordingly the Societys Committeeon Publication readily acceded to the suggestion that a volume shouldbe made up of documents illustrating the history of privateering andpiracy as these stand related to the life of America during thecolonial periodfor it is agreed that few aspects of our maritimehistory in that period have greater importance and interest than thesetwo In some of our colonial wars as later in those of the Revolutionand of 1812 American privateering assumed such proportions as to makeit for brief periods one of the leading American industries Wecannot quite say the same concerning American piracy and indeed itmight be thought disrespectful to our ancestorsor predecessors forpirates mostly died young and left few descendantsbut at least itwill be conceded that piracy at times flourished in American watersthat not a few of the pirates and of those on shore who received theirgoods and otherwise aided them were Americans that their activitieshad an important influence on the development of American commerceand that documents relative to piracy make interesting readingIt is a matter for regret and on the editors part for apology thatthe book should have been so long in preparation Work on it was begunprosperously before our country was engaged in war but the sparetime which the editor can command always slight in amount was muchreduced during the period of warfare Moreover the Society veryproperly determined that so long as war continued the publicationof their volumes and the expenditures now attendant upon printingought to be postponed in favor of those patriotic undertakingsespecially for the relief of suffering which have made their namegrateful to all lovers of the Navy and in all places where the_Comfort_ and the _Mercy_ have sailedIt may be objected against the plan of this book that privateeringand piracy should not be conjoined in one volume with documentsintermingled in one chronological order lest the impression becreated that piracy and privateering were much the same It is truethat in theory and in legal definition they are widely differentthings and stand on totally different bases Legally a privateer isan armed vessel or its commander which in time of war thoughowners and officers and crew are private persons has a commissionfrom a belligerent government to commit acts of warfare on vessels ofits enemy Legally a pirate is one who commits robbery or other actsof violence on the sea or on the land through descent from the seawithout having any authority from and independently of any organizedgovernment or political society Fighting and bloodshed and murderit may be remarked by the way though natural concomitants of thepirates trade are not as is often supposed essentials of the crimeof piracy But wide as is the legal distinction between theauthorized warfare of the privateer and the unauthorized violence ofthe pirate in practice it was very difficult to keep the privateerand his crew far from the eye of authority within the bounds,4
+Produced by David Starner Irma Spehar and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet                                  AN                                ACCOUNT                                OF THE                               FOXGLOVE                                  AND                       Some of its Medical Uses                                 WITH           PRACTICAL REMARKS ON DROPSY AND OTHER DISEASES                                  BY                       WILLIAM WITHERING M D           Physician to the General Hospital at Birmingham                  _ nonumque prematur in annum_                                                HORACE                  BIRMINGHAM PRINTED BY M SWINNEY                                  FOR          G G J AND J ROBINSON PATERNOSTERROW LONDON                             MDCCLXXXV                               PREFACEAfter being frequently urged to write upon this subject and as oftendeclining to do it from apprehension of my own inability I am atlength compelled to take up the pen however unqualified I may stillfeel myself for the taskThe use of the Foxglove is getting abroad and it is better the worldshould derive some instruction however imperfect from my experiencethan that the lives of men should be hazarded by its unguardedexhibition or that a medicine of so much efficacy should be condemnedand rejected as dangerous and unmanageableIt is now about ten years since I first began to use this medicineExperience and cautious attention gradually taught me how to use itFor the last two years I have not had occasion to alter the modes ofmanagement but I am still far from thinking them perfectIt would have been an easy task to have given select cases whosesuccessful treatment would have spoken strongly in favour of themedicine and perhaps been flattering to my own reputation But Truthand Science would condemn the procedure I have therefore mentionedevery case in which I have prescribed the Foxglove proper orimproper successful or otherwise Such a conduct will lay me open tothe censure of those who are disposed to censure but it will meet theapprobation of others who are the best qualified to be judgesTo the Surgeons and Apothecaries with whom I am connected inpractice both in this town and at a distance I beg leave to makethis public acknowledgment for the assistance they so readilyafforded me in perfecting some of the cases and in communicating theevents of othersThe ages of the patients are not always exact nor would the labour ofmaking them so have been repaid by any useful consequences In a fewinstances accuracy in that respect was necessary and there it hasbeen attempted but in general an approximation towards the truthwas supposed to be sufficientThe cases related from my own experience are generally written in theshortest form I could contrive in order to save time and labour Someof them are given more in detail when particular circumstances madesuch detail necessary but the cases communicated by otherpractitioners are given in their own wordsI must caution the reader who is not a practitioner in physic thatno general deductions decisive upon the failure or success of themedicine can be drawn from the cases I now present to him Thesecases must be considered as the most hopeless and deplorable thatexist for physicians are seldom consulted in chronic diseases tillthe usual remedies have failed and indeed for some years whilst Iwas less expert in the management of the Digitalis I seldomprescribed it but when the failure of every other method compelled meto do it so that upon the whole the instances I am going to adducemay truly be considered as cases lost to the common run of practiceand,10
+Produced by Free Elf Louise Pryor Early English BooksOnline and the Online Distributed Proofreading Team athttpwwwpgdpnetTranscribers note  The spelling and word divisions are inconsistent throughout the  original No changes have been made but some possible typographical  errors are listed at the end of the etext  There are two places in the original where paragraphs start with a  decorative initial capital letter instead of the usual  sign These  paragraphs are preceded in this etext with a row of asterisks  Several contractions are used in the original   Vowels with a line over them usually indicating an omitted m or n    These contractions have been expanded in this etext   The words the and that are often printed in the original as a y    with a very small e or t over the top These contractions are    represented in this etext by the and that   The word with is sometimes printed in the original as a w followed    by a superscript t This contraction is represented in this etext    by with   The word thus is once printed in the original as a y followed by a    superscript s This contraction is represented in this etext by    thus The prophete Ionas with an introduccion before teachinge tovnderstonde him and the right vse also of all the scripture and why itwas written and what is therin to be sought and shewenge wherewith thescripture is locked vpp that he which readeth it can not vnderstonde itthough he studie therin neuer so moch and agayne with what keyes it isso opened that the reader can be stopped out with no sotilte or falsedoctrine of man from the true sense and vnderstondynge therofW T vn to the Christen readerAs the envious Philistenes stopped the welles of Abraham and filledthem vpp with erth to put the memoriall out of minde to the ententthat they might chalenge the grounde even so the fleshly mindedypocrites stoppe vpp the vaynes of life which are in the scripturewith the erth of theyr tradicions false similitudes  liengeallegories  that of like zele to make the scripture theyr awnepossession  marchaundice and so shutt vpp the kingdome of heven whichis Gods worde nether enteringe in them selues nor soferinge them thatwolde The scripture hath a body with out and within a soule sprite  lifeIt hath with out a barke a shell and as it were an hard bone for thefleshly mynded to gnaw vppon And within it hath pith cornell mary all swetnesse for Gods electe which he hath chosen to geve them hisspirite  to write his law  the faith of his sonne in their hertes The scripture conteyneth iii thinges in it first the law to condemneall flesh secondaryly the Gospell that is to saye promises ofmercie for all that repent  knowlege their sinnes at the preachingeof the law  consent in their hertes that the law is good  submittethem selues to be scolers to lern to kepe the lawe  to lerne to beleuethe mercie that is promised them  thridly the stories  liues ofthose scolars both what chaunces fortuned them  also by what meanestheir scolemaster taught them and made them perfecte  how he tried thetrue from the false When the ypocrites come to the lawe they put gloses to and make nomoare of it then of a worldly law which is satisfied with the outwardeworke and which a turke maye also fulfill When yet Gods law neverceaseth to condemne a man vntill it be written in his herte and vntill hekepe it naturally without compulsion  all other respecte saue only ofpure love to God and his neyboure as he naturally eateth when he is anhongred without compulsion  all other respecte saue to slake his hongreonly And when they come to the Gospell there they mingle their leuen  sayeGod now receaueth vs no moare to mercie but of mercie receaueth vs topenaunce that is to wete holy dedes that make them fatt belies  vstheir captiues both in soule and body And yet they fayne theyr Idolethe Pope so mercifull that if thou make a litle money glister inhis Balams eyes there is nether penaunce ner purgatory ner any fastingeat all but to fle to heven as swefte as a thought and at thetwinkellynge of an eye And the liues stories and gestes of men which are contayned in thebible they reade as thinges no moare perteyninge vn to them then a takeof Robin hode  as thinges they wott not wherto they serue saue to faynefalse discant  iuglinge allegories to stablish their kingdome with allAnd one the chefest  fleshliest studie they have is to magnifiethe sayntes aboue measure  aboue the trueth  with their poetrie tomake them greater then euer God make them And if they finde anyinfirmite or synne asscribed vn to the saintes that they excuse withall diligence diminushinge the glorie of the mercie of God  robbingewretched sinners of all theyr comforte  thinke therby to flater thesayntes and to obtayne their fauoure  to make speciall aduocates ofthem even as a man wold obtayne the fauoure of wordely tirantes asthey also fayne the saintes moch moare cruell then ever was any heathenman  moare wrekefull and vengeable then the poetes faine their godesor their furies that torment the soules in hell if theyr euens benot fasted  their images visited  saluted wyth a Pater noster whychprayer only oure lippes be accoynted with oure hertes vnderstondinge noneat all and worsheped with a candell  the offeringe of oure deuocionin the place which thei haue chosen to heare the supplicacions  mekepeticions of their clientes therin But thou reader thinke of the law of God how that it is all together spirituall  so spirituall that it is,50
+Produced by Christine D Jason Isbell Swiss NationalLibrary and Swiss Institute and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet This file wasmade using scans of public domain works in the InternationalChildrens Digital Library  COLLECTION  DE CENTCINQUANTE GRAVURES  REPRÉSENTANT  ET FORMANT UNE SUITE  NON INTERROMPUEDES  VOYAGES ET AVENTURES  SURPRENANTES  DE  ROBINSON CRUSOÉDessinées et Gravées  PAR F A L DUMOULIN  A VEVEYImprimerie de LOERTSCHER ET FILS à VEVEYAVERTISSEMENTTout le monde connait les _aventures de Robinson Crusoé_ malgré lescharmantes imitations quon a fait de ce roman on revient toujours avecplaisir à loriginal louvrage que je publie se compose de 150 gravures àleau forte et retouchées au burin toutes tirées de cet ouvrage etformant une suite de tableaux qui me paraissent dun grand intérêtsurtout pour les jeunes gens et dont lensemble met sous les yeux desscènes de tout genreDès mon enfance ce livre et les figures qui y étaient attachées fixèrentsingulièrement mon attention je leur dois le goût de la lecture dudessin et de létude de la nature et _Robinson Crusoé_ développa chez moile désir de voyager Avec ces goûts et ces désirs jallai dabord enAngleterre dans le but de me vouer au commerce dont javais fait unapprentissage Arrivant à une époque marquée par de nombreuses faillitesmes amis ne purent me trouver de place convenable à Londres mais ils menprocurèrent une dans une maison de lisle de la Grenade Je partis desdunes le 15 Février 1773 le temps était très mauvais une tempèteaffreuse qui fit périr plus de 60 bâtiments et qui dura quatre joursnous fit courir les plus grands dangers et il ne sen fallut que de 5 à 6pieds que nous ne fussions brisés par un gros vaisseau qui chassait surses ancres ce fut seulement le 13 Avril que nous arrivames à la GrenadePendant mon séjour aux Antilles de 1773 à 1782 jai été témoin de la prisede cette isle par les Français et du combat naval qui se donna près de laville de St Georges sa capitale entre le comte dEstaing et lamiralByron de lépouvantable ouragan dOctobre 1780 qui désola les Antilleset couvrit les mers de naufrages de la grande affaire du 12e Avril 1782entre le comte de Grasse et lamiral Rodney de lincendie de plusieursnavires et de divers phénomènes qui appartiennent à ces plages lointainesMa passion pour le dessin me fit esquisser ces différents scènes un grandnombre de paysages et quelques animaux appartenant à ces climats et je mecomposai un livre _détudes_ où je peignis la mer sous ses différensaspects de calme et de tempêtes des vaisseaux avec tous leurs agrès eten général tout ce qui tient au genre de la _marine_ si bien étudié etrendu par limmortel _Vernet_ mais jai malheureusement perdu la plusgrande partie de mes croquis à la prise de la Grenade où je fus blessédans les rangs de ceux qui la défendaient et fait prisonnier cest alorsquun officier anglais qui fréquentait notre maison et qui ne sétaitnullement soucié de se battre menleva mes dessins et divers événementsfâcheux mont privé dans la suite du peu desquisses que javaisconservées mais elles étaient peintes dans ma mémoire et jen ai pureproduire quelquesunesJeus encore occasion daller visiter les isles de la Trinité et deTabago peu éloignées surtout la première des magnifiques bouches delOrénoque et de parcourir une partie de la curieuse province de Caracasce voyage me rappela vivement le roman favori de mon enfancelimagination se joignit à la mémoire et de retour dans ma Patrie jeconsacrai mes loisirs de Vevey à reproduire par le burin _RobinsonCrusoé_ dans tout le détail de ses aventuresJe ne suis entré dans le narré de ce qui me regarde personnellement quepour faire mieux sentir que mes dessins sont une copie fidèle de ce quejai vu et observé tant pour le paysage que pour la marine que jaiétudiés lun et lautre avec autant dardeur que dexactitude et cestdaprès les meilleurs auteurs qui ont décrit les costumes et paysages delInde et de lAsie septentrionale que jai travaillé pour la dernièrepartie de cet ouvrage Cest entrautres daprès le père Kircher danssa Chine illustrée et le voyage de Lord Macartney que jai puisé ledessin de la grande muraille Quant à la gravure on verra sans que je ledise que cest louvrage dun apprentif qui ne la apprise que deluimême et sans le secours daucun maîtreJe finis par exprimer le désir que mon ouvrage réussisse à amuser et mêmeà instruire car je puis ajouter quil tend à développer lindustrieindividuelle en montrant de quoi un seul homme est capable et à fairevoir quavec de ladresse et de la persévérance on peut aller assez loindans cette branche de technologie qui pourvoit à nos premiers besoinscest ainsi qualimentant une louable curiosité on ne saurait lui refuserle mérite de joindre lutile à lagréableRobinson devant son Père qui lui fait des remontrances sur son gout decourir le Monde il lui prédit les malheurs qui lui arriveroientRobinson escorté par un Marin son ami se décide à entreprendre son 1erVoye par MerLe Vaisseau sur lequel Robinson sétoit embarqué à Hull fait Naufragedans la Rade dYarmouth Robinson se sauve avec lEquipageCommerce des Esclaves à la Côte dAfrique pour les Plantations desEuropéens aux Indes OccidentalesVue du pont dun Vaisseau faisant le Commerce des Nègres pour Servir àconnoitre la manière de transporter les Esclaves de la Cote dAfrique dansles Colonies Européennes des Indes OccidentalesRobinson faisant le Voyage de la Guinée est fait prisonnier par unCorsaire Marocquin qui le mena Esclave à SaléRobinson étant Esclave chez les Maures de Salé travaille dans les jardinsde son PatronRobinson se Sauve dEsclavage dans une Chaloupe avec un jeune Maure deSaléRobinson après setre Sauvé dEsclavage fait route pour le Cap Verd  tueun Lion sur la Cote du Désert de ZaraRobinson continuant sa fuite le long de la Cote dAfrique rencontre desNègres  tue un LeopardLes Nègres pour recompenser Robinson du Leopard quil leur avoit donnélui fournissent de leau et des racinesRobinson à la hauteur du Cap verd est recu à bord dun Vaisseau Portugaisqui le conduit au BrésilRobinson défrichant sa Plantation au Brésil fait,0
+Produced by Jeannie Howse Bryan Ness and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet Thisfile was produced from images generously made availableby The Internet ArchiveCanadian Libraries_The Thunders of Silence_BY IRVIN S COBBFICTION  THOSE TIMES AND THESE  LOCAL COLOR  OLD JUDGE PRIEST  FIBBLE DD  BACK HOME  THE ESCAPE OF MR TRIMMWIT AND HUMOR  SPEAKING OF OPERATIONS  EUROPE REVISED  ROUGHING IT DE LUXE  COBBS BILL OF FARE  COBBS ANATOMYMISCELLANY  THE THUNDERS OF SILENCE  SPEAKING OF PRUSSIANS  PATHS OF GLORYGEORGE H DORAN COMPANYNEW YORK   Illustration THE AMERICAN PEOPLE ARE A MIGHTY PATIENT LOT_The Thundersof Silence_By_Irvin S Cobb_Author of Paths of Glory Speakingof Prussians etcILLUSTRATEDIllustrationNew YorkGeorge H Doran CompanyCOPYRIGHT 1918BY GEORGE H DORAN COMPANYCOPYRIGHT 1918 BY THE CURTIS PUBLISHING COMPANYPRINTED IN THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA_ILLUSTRATIONS_The American people are a mighty patient lot      _Frontispiece_                                                             PAGEThe lone wolf wasnt a lone wolf any longer He had a pack  to rally about him                                           16Thats the thing he feeds onVanity                           32He may or may not keep faith but you can bet he always  keeps a scrapbook                                           48_The Thunders of Silence_Some people said Congressman Mallard had gone mad These were hisfriends striving out of the goodness of their hearts to put the bestface on what at best was a lamentable situation Some said he was atraitor to his country These were his enemies personal politicaland journalistic Some called him a patriot who put humanity abovenationality a new John the Baptist come out of the wilderness topreach a sobering doctrine of worldpeace to a world made drunk onwar And these were his followers Of the firsthis friendstherewere not many left Of the second group there were millions thatmultiplied themselves Of the third there had been at the outset but atimorous and furtive few and they mostly men and women who spokeEnglish if they spoke it at all with the halting speech and thetwisted idiom that betrayed their foreign birth being persons whofound it entirely consistent to applaud the preachment of planeticdisarmament out of one side of their mouths and out of the other sideof their mouths to pray for the success at arms of the War Lord whosehand had shoved the universe over the rim of the chasm But eachpassing day now saw them increasing in number and in audacity Takingcourage to themselves from the courage of their apostle these hisdisciples were beginning to shout from the housetops what once theyhad only dared whisper beneath the eaves Disloyalty no longersmouldered it was blazing up It crackled and threw off firebrandsOf all those who sat in judgment upon the acts and the utterances ofthe manand this classification would include every articulatecreature in the United States who was old enough to be reasonableorunreasonableonly a handful had the right diagnosis for the caseHere and there were to be found men who knew he was neither crazed norinspired and quite rightly they put no credence in the charge that hehad sold himself for pieces of silver to the enemy of his own nationThey knew what ailed the Honourable Jason Mallardthat he was avictim of a strangulated ambition of an egotistic hernia He washopelessly ruptured in his vanity All his life he had lived on loveof notoriety and by that same perverted passion he was being eatenup Once he had diligently besought the confidence and the affectionsof a majority of his fellow citizens now he seemed bent uponconsolidating their hate for him into a common flood and lavinghimself in it Well if such was his wish he was having it there wasno denying thatIn the prime of his life before he was fifty it had seemed thatalmost for the asking the presidency might have been his He had beenborn right as the saying goes and bred right to make suitablepresidential timber He came of fine clean blends of blood His fatherhad been a descendant of NormanEnglish folk who settled in Marylandbefore the Revolution the family name had originally been Maillardafterward corrupted into Mallard His mothers people wereScotchIrish immigrants of the types that carved out their homesteadswith axes on the spiny haunches of the Cumberlands In the Civil Warhis father had fought for the Union in a regiment of borderers twoof his uncles had been partisan rangers on the side of theConfederacy If he was a trifle young to be of that generation ofpublic men who were born in unchinked log cabins of the wilderness orprairiesod shanties at least he was to enjoy the subsequentpolitical advantage of having come into the world in a tworoom houseof unpainted pine slabs on the sloped withers of a mountain in EastTennessee As a child he had been taken by his parents to one of thestates which are called pivotal states There he had grown upfarmboy first teacher of a district school selftaught lawyer countyattorney state legislator governor congressman for five terms afloor leader of his partyso that by ancestry and environment by theethics of political expediency,13
+Produced by Donald LainsonPUT YOURSELF IN HIS PLACEBy Charles ReadeI will frame a work of fiction upon notorious fact so that anybodyshall think he can do the same shall labor and toil attemptingthe same and failsuch is the power of sequence and connection inwritingHORACE Art of PoetryCHAPTER IHillsborough and its outlying suburbs make bricks by the million spinand weave both wool and cotton forge in steel from the finest needle upto a ships armor and so add considerably to the kingdoms wealthBut industry so vast working by steam on a limited space has beenfatal to beauty Hillsborough though built on one of the loveliestsites in England is perhaps the most hideous town in creation All upsand down and back slums Not one of its wriggling brokenbacked streetshas handsome shops in an unbroken row Houses seem to have battled inthe air and stuck wherever they tumbled down dead out of the melee Butworst of all the city is pockmarked with publichouses and bristleswith high round chimneys These are not confined to a locality butstuck all over the place like cloves in an orange They defy the lawand belch forth massy volumes of black smoke that hang like acres ofcrape over the place and veil the sun and the blue sky even in thebrightest day But in a fogwhy the air of Hillsborough looks a thingto plow if you want a dirty jobMore than one crystal stream runs sparkling down the valleys andenters the town but they soon get defiled and creep through it heavilycharged with dyes clogged with putridity and bubbling with poisonousgases till at last they turn to mere ink stink and malaria andpeople the churchyards as they crawlThis infernal city whose water is blacking and whose air is coal liesin a basin of delight and beauty noble slopes broad valleys wateredby rivers and brooks of singular beauty and fringed by fair woods inplaces and eastward the hills rise into mountains and amongst themtowers Cairnhope striped with silver rills and violet in the settingsunCairnhope is a forked mountain with a bosom of purple heather and acraggy head Between its forks stood at the period of my story a greatcuriosity which merits description on its own account and also as thescene of curious incidents to comeIt was a deserted church The walls were pierced with arrowslitsthrough which the original worshipers had sent many a deadly shaft indefense of their women and cattle collected within the sacred edificeat the first news of marauders comingBuilt up among the heathery hills in times of war and trouble it hadoutlived its uses Its people had long ago gone down into the fruitfulvalley and raised another church in their midst and left this oldhouse of God alone and silent as the tombs of their forefathers thatlay around itIt was no ruin though on the road to decay One of the side walls wasmuch lower than the other and the roof had two great waves and washeavily clothed in natural patterns with velvet moss and sprinkledall over with bright amber lichen a few tiles had slipped off in twoplaces and showed the rafters brown with time and weather but thestructure was solid and sound the fallen tiles lay undisturbed beneaththe eaves not a brick not a beam not a gravestone had been stolennot even to build the new church of the diamond panes full halfremained the stone font was still in its place with its Gothic coverrichly carved and four brasses reposed in the chancel one of themloose in its bedWhat had caused the church to be deserted had kept it from beingdesecrated it was clean out of the way No gypsy nor vagrant everslept there and even the boys of the village kept their distanceNothing would have pleased them better than to break the sacred windowstime had spared and defile the graves of their forefathers withpitchfarthing and other arts but it was three miles off and there wasa lion in the way they must pass in sight of Squire Rabys house andwhenever they had tried it he and his groom had followed them onswift horses that could jump as well as gallop had caught them in thechurchyard and lashed them heartily and the same night notice to quithad been given to their parents who were all Mr Rabys weekly tenantsand this had led to a compromise and flagellationOnce or twice every summer a more insidious foe approached Some littleparty of tourists including a lady who sketched in water and neverfinished anything would hear of the old church and wander up to itBut Mr Rabys trusty groom was sure to be after them with ordersto keep by them under guise of friendship and tell them outrageousfigments and see that they demolished not stole not sculptured notAll this was odd enough in itself but it astonished nobody who knew MrRaby His father and predecessor had guarded the old church religiouslyin his day and was buried in it by his own orders and as for GuyRaby himself what wonder he respected it since his own mind like thatold church was out of date and a relic of the pastAn antique Tory squire nursed in expiring Jacobitism and cradled inthe pride of race educated at Oxford well read in books versed incounty business and acquainted with trade and commerce yet puffed upwith aristocratic notions and hugging the very prejudices our nobilityare getting rid of as fast as the vulgar will let themHe had a sovereign contempt for tradespeople and especially formanufacturers Any one of those numerous disputes between masters andmechanics which distinguish British industry might have been safelyreferred to him for he abhorred and despised them both with strictimpartialityThe lingering beams of a bright December day still gilded the mosscladroof of that deserted church and flamed on its broken panes when ayoung man came galloping toward it from Hillsborough on one of thosepowerful horses common in that districtHe came so swiftly and so direct that ere the sun had been down twentyminutes he and his smoking horse had reached a,0
+Produced by David Edwards Cline St Charleskindt and theOnline Distributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetThis file was made using scans of public domain works putonline by Harvard University Librarys Open CollectionsProgram Women Working 1800  1930GIRL SCOUTSTHEIR WORKS WAYS AND PLAYS_Be Prepared_Illustration CoverIllustration Girl Scout LogoGIRL SCOUTSIncorporatedNATIONAL HEADQUARTERS189 Lexington AvenueNew York City_Series No 5_GIRL SCOUTSMOTTO_Be Prepared_Illustration Girl Scout LogoSLOGAN_Do A Good Turn Daily_PROMISE          On My Honor I Will Try    To do my duty to God and to my Country    To help other people at all times    To obey the Scout LawsLAWS       I A Girl Scouts Honor is to be trusted      II A Girl Scout is loyal     III A Girl Scouts Duty is to be useful and to help others      IV A Girl Scout is a friend to all and a sister to every           other Girl Scout       V A Girl Scout is Courteous      VI A Girl Scout is a friend to Animals     VII A Girl Scout obeys Orders    VIII A Girl Scout is Cheerful      IX A Girl Scout is Thrifty       X A Girl Scout is Clean in Thought Word and DeedGIRL SCOUTSTheir Works Ways and PlaysThe Girl Scouts a National organization is open to any girl whoexpresses her desire to join and voluntarily accepts the Promise andthe Laws The object of the Girl Scouts is to bring to all girls theopportunity for group experience outdoor life and to learn throughwork but more by play to serve their community Patterned after theGirl Guides of England the sister organization of the Boy Scouts theGirl Scouts has developed a method of selfgovernment and a variety ofactivities that appear to be well suited to the desires of the girlsas the 60000 registered Scouts and the 5000 new applicants eachmonth testifyActivitiesThe activities of the Girl Scouts may be grouped under five headingscorresponding to five phases of womens life today      I The Homemaker     II The Producer    III The Consumer     IV The Citizen      V The Human BeingI _Womans most ancient way of servicethe homemaker the nurseand the mother_ The program provides incentives for practicingwomans worldold arts by requiring an elementary proficiency incooking housekeeping first aid and the rules of healthful livingfor any Girl Scout passing beyond the Tenderfoot stage Of the fortyodd subjects for which Proficiency Badges are given more thanonefourth are in subjects directly related to the services of womanin the home as mother nurse or homekeeper Into this work so oftendistasteful because solitary is brought the sense of comradeship Thisis effected partly by having much of the actual training done ingroups Another element is the public recognition and rewarding ofskill in this womans most elementary service to the world usuallytaken for granted and ignoredThe spirit of play infused into the simplest and most repetitious ofhousehold tasks banishes drudgery Give us oh give us saysCarlyle a man who sings at his work He will do more in the sametime he will do it better he will persevere longer Wondrous is thestrength of cheerfulness altogether past comprehension its power ofenduranceII _Woman the producer_ Handicrafts of many sorts enter into theprogram of the Girl Scouts In camping girls must know how to set uptents build leantos and construct fireplaces They must also knowhow to make knots of various sorts to use for bandages tying parcelshitching and so forth Among the productive occupations in whichProficiency Badges are awarded are beekeeping dairying and generalfarming gardening weaving and needleworkIII _Woman the consumer_ One of the features in modern economicswhich is only beginning to be recognized is the fact that women formthe consuming public There are very few purchases even for mens ownuse which women do not have a hand in selecting Practically theentire burden of household buying in all departments falls on thewoman In France this has long been recognized and the women of themiddle classes are the buying partners and bookkeepers in theirhusbands business In America the test of a good husband is that hebrings home his pay envelope unopened a tacit recognition that themother controls spending The Girl Scouts encourage thrifty habits andlearning economy of buying in all of its activities One of the tenScout Laws is that A Girl Scout is ThriftyIV _Woman the citizen_ The basic organization of the Girl Scoutsinto the selfgoverning unit of a Patrol is in itself an excellentmeans of political training Patrols and Troops conduct their ownmeetings and the Scouts learn the elements of parliamentary lawWorking together in groups they realize the necessity for democraticdecisions They also come to have community interests of an impersonalsort This is perhaps the greatest single contribution of the Scoutstoward the training of girls for citizenship Little boys playtogether and not only play together but with men and boys of allages The interest of baseball is not confined to any one age Therules of the game are the same for all and the smallest boysjudgment on the skill of the players may be as valid as that of theoldest fan Girls have had in the past no such common interests Theirgames have been either solitary or in very small groups in activitieslargely of a personal character If women are to be effective inmodern political society they must have from very earliest youthgregarious interests and occupationsV _Woman the human being_ Political economy was for a long timeknown as the dead science and was quite ineffective socially Thiswas largely because it attempted to split man the human being intotheoretical units such as the producer or the consumer In thesame way many organizations for women,51
+Produced by David Wilson and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet This file wasproduced from images generously made available by TheInternet ArchiveAmerican LibrariesHOW TO MAKE A SHOEByJNO P HEADLEY JrWASHINGTON D CALL RIGHTS RESERVEDGIBSON BROTHERS PRINTERS1882      Entered according to act of Congress in the year 1882 by                        Jno P Headley Jr   in the Office of the Librarian of Congress at Washington D C  Shoemakers are known both far and wide  As men who always cut up _side_  Horse sometimes also cow leather  To meet the changes in the weather  Sheep and goats are often slain  Both unite to make it plain  That sheep is used for lining nice  When goat alone would not suffice  Just so with calf as well as kid    Some use these linenlined  And think it quite the best for those    Who feel themselves refined  Refined or not we think it true    Our feet need some protection  To do whateer they have to do    We make our own selection  Select at all times the best we can    Both of shoemakers as well as shoes  This is much the better plan    And learns us how to chooseINTRODUCTIONThe Author of the book in hand having passed through the various scenesthrough which he would accompany his readers was prompted to make thisoffering to the craft and the public in order to relieve his mind of thethoughts had upon the subject of making shoes as well as to contributesomething of a literary character which in the broad range ofpossibilities may become useful as a textbook or familybook forthose who may feel interested in making or wearing shoes and perhapslead to something better Realizing the imperfections and shortcomingsof the human family to some extent at least no claim beyond that whichyou are disposed to put upon it is held so that any communication willbe gladly received and noted This opportunity is also taken to expressthanks for some valuable suggestions from the U S Bureau of Educationand others concerning the publication of this little volume and in itspresent shape you are invited to read and make the best use of it youcan  AuthorIllustration  The subject seated on a chair    One knee the other to rest  Has his measure taken fair    The foot at ease is best  The Artist views the foot    And straightway takes the length  By measuring it from heel to toe    His _size_ brings content  From twelve to eighteen inches long    This _stick_ has many _sizes_  Three to the inch is now our song    Subject to compromises  Some feet have long toes behind    In the language of the _craft_  These are not so hard to find    And oft to us been waft  Our Artist here will best succeed    If a little head he can measure  For out of that comes very much    To make the feet a treasureIllustration  Next around the heel a strap we bring    To the centre of the curve  A leather or linen _strap_ is used    And dont affect the nerve  The marks on this an inch represents    Also fractions of inch preserved  When made complete it then presents    An appearance well deserved  Around the heel Ive already said    But that is not quite so  For around in part and through instead    Will make it more the go  Now let us here make up our minds    If this trade we would study  That the _craft_ is subject to many fines    If the subject gets very _muddy_Illustration  With strap in hand the _instep_ measure    Be sure you get it right  For at this place some have a treasure    Which prompts them oft to fight  A little _lump_ we will it now call    Not knowing the exact name of it  Nor let our _strap_ the least bit fall    But measure just above it  When weve done this and done quite well    Another move will follow  Which takes us nearly on the _ball_    And brings us from the _hollow_Illustration  From the _hollow_ now weve just come out    With strap in hand to take  The measure neat near on the _ball_    So that our _fits_ wont shake  If they should shake the remedy comes    A false sole we do make  To please our subjects at their homes    The _soles_ we there do take  Onward now the way we press    And move along just so  Until we reach the part well known    To be the toe the toeIllustration  This is the place of which folks do talk    If there is any pressure  Because they cannot easy walk    The _shoey_ missed the measure  Just below the _ball_ across the toes    Is where we next are found  For there is nothing worn like _shoes_    When used upon the ground  From here we feel like soaring higher    And soon get at the ankle  Which must be fit to suit the buyer,3
+Produced by Al HainesFrontispiece Adeline in her gardenPETER PIPERSPRACTICAL PRINCIPLESOFPLAIN AND PERFECTPRONUNCIATIONIllustration Title page artPHILADELPHIAWillard Johnson No 141 South Street1836PREFACEPeter Piper without Pretension to Precocity or Profoundness Puts Pento Paper to Produce these Puzzling Pages Purposely to Please thePalates of Pretty Prattling Playfellows Proudly Presuming that withProper Penetration it will Probably and Perhaps Positively Prove aPeculiarly Pleasant and Profitable Path to Proper Plain and PrecisePronunciationHe Prays Parents to Purchase this Playful Performance Partly to Payhim for his Patience and Pains Partly to Provide for the Printers andPublishers but Principally to Prevent the Pernicious Prevalence ofPerverse PronunciationA    aIllustration Andrew Airpump  Andrew Airpump askd his Aunt her ailment  Did Andrew Airpump ask his Aunt her ailment  If Andrew Airpump askd his Aunt her ailment  Where was the Ailment of Andrew Airpumps AuntB    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+Produced by Rénald LévesqueNOTES DU TRANSCRIPTEURCe document a été produit à partir dun fichier PDF obtenu de laBibliothèque Nationale de France Gallica La numérisation en étaitassez soignée mais limpression de lédition de 1636 quelle reproduitne peut se vanter de semblable qualitéPour éviter la confusion nous avons converti les grands S en caractèresmodernes Nous avons également changés les ij et les uv pour lesrendre conformes à la prononciationPar contre nous avons conservé tous les autres attributs archaïques du texte tels que lorthographe la ponctuation laccentuation et leserreurs de notation des chiffres romains                               HISTOIRE                              DU CANADA                                  ET                       VOYAGES QUE LES FRERES               Mineurs Recollects y ont faicts pour                   la conversion des Infidelles                      DIVISEZ EN QUATRE LIVRESOù est amplement traicté des choses principales arrivées dans le paysdepuis lan 1615 jusques à la prise qui en a esté faicte par lesAnglois Des biens  commoditez quon en peut esperer Des moeursceremonies creance loix  coustumes merveilleuses de ses habitans Dela conversion  baptesme de plusieurs  des moyens necessaires pour lesamener à la cognoissance de Dieu Lentretien ordinaire de nosMariniers  autres particularités qui se remarquent en la suite delhistoire           Fait  composé par le F GABRIEL SAGARD THEODAT              à Mineur Recollect de la Province de Paris                               A PARIS                 Chez Claude Sonnius rue S Jacques                 à lEscu de Basle  au Compas dor                             M DC XXXVI                    Avec Privilege  Approbation                           A TRESAUGUSTE                                 ET                         SERENISSIME PRINCE                         Henry de Lorraine                         ARCHEVESQUE Et DUC                     de Rheims premier Pair de                   France nay Legat du S Siege                      Abbé des deux Monasteres                      S Denis  S Remy cMONSEIGNEUR_Il ny a rien qui charme tant les affections des hommes  qui lesattache plus puissamment aux grands Princes que la vertu  bon exemplequils doivent à leurs sujets Vostre naissance de la tresanciennetres Auguste  royalle maison de Lorraine vous est dun si grandadvantage que je ne mestonne point de lopinion de plusieurs que vostregrandeur sera un jour un sainct La perfection peut estre petite aucommencement mais elle sesleve comme les Cedres du Liban  vatousjours croissant à mesure quelle est arrousée des benedictions duCiel que le Seigneur verse abondamment en vous dont on en voit tous lesjours des effects Lhistoire nous apprend Monseigneur quautrefois ilnestoit pas permis à aucun daller saluer les Roys de Perse que lonneust quelque chose à leur donner non pour les enrichir car ilsestoient des plus grands  puissans Princes de toute la terre maisseulement pour obliger les sujets à rendre quelque tesmoignage delaffection quils portoient à leur Prince__Cest pourquoy considerant les grandes obligations  bienveillancestresestroites que Vostre saincte  Royalle maison a acquis sur tous lesReligieux du monde dont elle a tousjours esté le support  lasyleasseuré jay pris la hardiesse de presenter aux pieds de Vostregrandeur cest ouvrage avec son Autheur qui sera sil vous plaist pourun asseuré tesmoignage de laffection que jay à vostre service  unefoible recognoissance de lobligation que vous ont les Recollects devostre ville de fainct Denis  moy en particulier mayant autrefoisfait,4
+Produced by D Alexander and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet This file wasproduced from images generously made available by TheInternet ArchiveTAM O THE SCOOTSBy EDGAR WALLACEA L BURT COMPANY_PUBLISHERS_New York    ChicagoPrinted in U S ACopyright 1919By SMALL MAYNARD  COMPANYINCORPORATEDBOOKS BYEdgar Wallace ANGEL ESQUIRE THE ANGEL OF TERROR THE BLACK ABBOT BLUE HAND CAPTAINS OF SOULS THE CLEVER ONE THE CLUE OF THE NEW PIN THE CLUE OF THE TWISTED CANDLE THE CRIMSON CIRCLE THE DAFFODIL MURDER THE DARK EYES OF LONDON DIANA OF KARAKARA THE DOOR WITH SEVEN LOCKS THE FACE IN THE NIGHT THE FELLOWSHIP OF THE FROG THE FLYING SQUAD THE FOUR JUST MEN THE GIRL FROM SCOTLAND YARD THE GREEN ARCHER GREEN RUST GUNMANS BLUFF THE HAIRY ARM JACK OJUDGMENT KATE PLUS 10 A KING BY NIGHT THE MAN WHO KNEW THE MELODY OF DEATH THE MISSING MILLIONS THE MURDER BOOK OF J G REEDER THE NORTHING TRAMP THE RINGER THE SECRET HOUSE THE SINISTER MAN THE SQUEALER THE STRANGE COUNTESS TAM O THE SCOOTS THE TERRIBLE PEOPLE TERROR KEEP THE TRAITORS GATE THE THREE JUST MEN THE TWISTER THE VALLEY OF GHOSTS To QUENTIN ROOSEVELT AND ALL AIRMEN FRIEND AND FOE ALIKE WHO HAVE FALLEN IN CLEAN FIGHTING     The world was a puddle of gloom and of shadowy things         He sped till the red and the gold of invisible day     Was burnish and flames to the undermost spread of his wings         So he outlighted the stars as he poised in the grey     Nearer was he to the knowledge and splendour of God         Mysteries sealed from the ken of the ancient and wise     Beauties forbidden to those who are one with the clod         All that there was of the Truth was revealed to his eyes     Flickers of fire from the void and the whistle of death         Clouds that snapped blackly beneath him above and beside     Watch him serene and uncaringholding your breath         Fearing his peril and all that may come of his pride     Now he was swooped to the world like a bird to his nest         Now is the drone of his coming the roaring of hell     Now with a splutter and crash are the engines at rest         Alls well                    E W  CONTENTS                                                          PAGE    I THE CASE OF LASKY                                     1   II PUPPIES OF THE PACK                                  21  III THE COMING OF MÜLLER                                 40   IV THE STRAFING OF MÜLLER                               58    V ANNIETHE GUN                                       76   VI THE LAWBREAKER AND FRIGHTFULNESS                   100  VII THE MAN BEHIND THE CIRCUS                           130 VIII A QUESTION OF RANK                                  157   IX A REPRISAL RAID                                     191    X THE LAST LOAD                                       220TAM O THE SCOOTSCHAPTER ITHE CASE OF LASKYLieutenant Bridgeman went out over the German line and strafed adepot He stayed a while to locate a new gun position and was caughtbetween three strong batteries of ArchiesReports said the wing commander Well Bridgeman isnt back and Tamsaid he saw him nosedive behind the German trenchesSo the report was made to Headquarters,13
+Produced by Barbara Tozier Bill Tozier Anne Storer andthe Online Distributed Proofreading Team athttpwwwpgdpnetTranscribers Note TN  in text  comments added by Transcriber                                                  Color Value           _By_ C R CLIFFORD    _Published by_ CLIFFORD  LAWTON       373 Fourth Avenue New York           Copyrighted 1907         By Clifford  Lawton            Fourth Edition   GROLIER CRAFT PRESS INC N YFUNDAMENTAL CONDITIONSLIGHT COLOR FORM PROPORTIONAND DIMENSIONSWhatever is good in interior decoration is the result of consistentrelationship between Light Color Form Proportion and Dimensions Thechoice of Color should be guided by the conditions of Light The beautyof Form and the symmetry of Proportion can exist only by a balance withDimensionsTherefore apart from any knowledge of historic or period decorationeffective or successful work must observe the technical laws governingconditionsLIGHT1 The white light of the sun is compounded of an almost innumerablenumber of color elements as shown by the phenomena of the rainbow or byexperimenting with the prism See  7 When a ray of sunshine passesthrough a glass prism it is decomposed or separated and if theprismatic colors are received upon a white screen you will find on thespectrum among the colors generated a pure blue a pure red and a pureyellow These are the primary colors and it is necessary when thinkingcolor to bear these prismatic colors in mind as standards2 Color is an internal sensation originating in the excitation of theoptic nerve by a wave action which we call light3 The theory of light the wave theory is based upon the assumptionthat throughout all space there is an infinitely thin medium calledether Scientists differ as to what this may be but its movementsconstitute light a reflection from a luminous body4 Everything which we see is visible because it either emits lightlike a flame or reflects light5 A piece of black cloth upon a white plate reflects but a smallproportion of the light The plate reflects a large proportion A pieceof black velvet reflects less light than black cloth and gives theeffect of absolute blackness or an empty and dark space6 In practical demonstrations the study of color will be confusingunless it is understood at the outstart that pure prismatic colors canseldom be found in manufactured pigments hence any demonstration of thetheory of color composition is usually unsatisfactory7 The theory which brings out of a ray of sunshine the disunitedprismatic colors carries with it the deduction that before separationthese colors constitute white light but it must be manifest to even thesuperficial reader that such colors are mere spectrum colorsvisioncolorsand any amalgamation of material or pigment colors so far fromproducing white produces almost black8 The theory that red and yellow make orange and that a red and bluemake violet is correct but if one attempts to demonstrate the theorywith pigments one is confronted not only by the lack of standardmanufactured colors but by impurities adulterations and chemicalreaction in the pigments The adulteration may not be perceptible in oneprimary color but it is manifest when that color is brought into actionwith another primary for it is seldom that a pure secondary resultsCOLOR NOMENCLATUREHARMONIES9 Color nomenclature includes primary secondary and tertiary colorsand innumerable hues shades and tints All these colors bear relationsto one another either relations of analogy or relations of contrastSee  18 and  19The Circle Diagram I shows the manner in which the various colors areformed See also Diagram III Illustration DIAGRAM IThe third circle shows how slate citrine and russet are made Forinstance slate is one part of violet and one part of green Hence atertiary color is made of equal parts of two secondariesThe outer circle buff sage and plum can be analyzed in the same wayThis Diagram I is arranged to show not only component parts of a colorbut the parts that properly harmonizeCONTRASTS10 In music it is an established fact that certain notes used inpleasing combination produce sounds we call harmonies The moment thatmore than one note is struck there is danger of discord and when tennotes resound to the touch of the player they must be the right notesor they jar upon the sensibilities In the use of color the sameimmutable law applies11 In Circle Diagram II the letters RV mean reddish violet being aviolet having more red than blue in its composition BV means bluishviolet being a violet having more blue than red in its composition BGmeans bluish green being a green having more blue than yellow in itscomposition YG means yellow green being a green having more yellowthan blue in its composition YO means yellowish orange being an orangehaving more yellow than red in its composition RO means reddish orangebeing an orange having more red than yellow in its composition Thus wemay advance from red to yellow by graduations almost imperceptible bythe addition of yellow to a reddish orange and so on gradually toorange continuing on to yellowish orange finally revealing pureyellow Illustration DIAGRAM II12 The contrasting color at any stage may be determined by proceedingin a direct line across the circle Red has for its contrasting colorgreen hence reddish orange would have for its contrasting color abluish green for the simple reason that if red contrasts with greenand orange contrasts with blue the color between the red and the orangewould contrast with the color between the green and the blue Let usdetermine the contrasting color for crimson Crimson is simply a redslightly tinged with blue If red contrasts with green a shade a littleto the left of red slightly tinged with,24
+Produced by D Alexander and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet This file wasproduced from images generously made available by TheInternet Archive HIDDEN GOLD BY WILDER ANTHONY FRONTISPIECE BY G W GAGE NEW YORK THE MACAULAY COMPANY COPYRIGHT 1922 BY THE MACAULAY COMPANY PRINTED IN THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA Illustration At the sharp crack of the rifle Moran stopped short CONTENTS CHAPTER                                                    PAGE     I THE COMING OF THE SHEEP                               11    II A MEETING AND A PARTING                               23   III JEALOUSY                                              35    IV THE GATHERING STORM                                   44     V TREACHERY                                             57    VI MURDER                                                73   VII THE OLD TRAIL                                         84  VIII HIGHER THAN STATUTE LAW                               93    IX THE BATTLE AT THE RANCH                              106     X THE SENATOR GETS BUSY                                114    XI TANGLED THREADS                                      129   XII DESPERATE MEASURES                                   144  XIII INTO THE DEPTHS                                      156   XIV A DASTARDS BLOW                                     171    XV THE FIRST CLEW                                       181   XVI TRAPPED                                              200  XVII A WAR OF WITS                                        212 XVIII A RESCUE AND A VIGILANCE COMMITTEE                  234   XIX BAFFLED BUT STILL DANGEROUS                         250    XX THE STORM BURSTS                                     262   XXI WITH BARE HANDS AT LAST,13
+Produced by Stephen Hope Fox in the Stars Lisa Reigeland the Online Distributed Proofreading Team athttpwwwpgdpnetTranscribers Notes Some typographical errors have been corrected Acomplete list follows the text Words in Greek in the original aretransliterated and placed between plus signs Words italicized in theoriginal are surrounded by _underscores_THEAPPROACH TO PHILOSOPHYBY PROF RALPH BARTON PERRY  THE FREE MAN AND THE SOLDIER  THE MORAL ECONOMY  THE APPROACH TO PHILOSOPHYCHARLES SCRIBNERS SONSTHE APPROACH TOPHILOSOPHYBYRALPH BARTON PERRY PHD  ASSISTANT PROFESSOR OF PHILOSOPHY IN HARVARD UNIVERSITYCHARLES SCRIBNERS SONS  NEW YORK CHICAGO BOSTONCOPYRIGHT 1905 BYCHARLES SCRIBNERS SONSPrinted in the United States of AmericaFTHIS VOLUME IS DEDICATED TOMY FATHERAS A TOKEN OF MY LOVE AND ESTEEMPREFACEIn an essay on The Problem of Philosophy at the Present TimeProfessor Edward Caird says that philosophy is not a first venture intoa new field of thought but the rethinking of a secular and religiousconsciousness which has been developed in the main independently ofphilosophyviiA If there be any inspiration and originality in thisbook they are due to my great desire that philosophy should appear inits vital relations to more familiar experiences If philosophy is asis commonly assumed appropriate to a phase in the development of everyindividual it should _grow out_ of interests to which he is alreadyalive And if the great philosophers are indeed never dead this factshould manifest itself in their classic or historical representation ofa perennial outlook upon the world I am not seeking to attach tophilosophy a fictitious liveliness wherewith to insinuate it into thegood graces of the student I hope rather to be true to the meaning ofphilosophy For there is that in its standpoint and its problem whichmakes it universally significant entirely apart from dialectic anderudition These are derived interests indispensable to the scholarbut quite separable from that modicum of philosophy which helps to makethe man The present book is written for the sake of elucidating theinevitable philosophy It seeks to make the reader more solicitouslyaware of the philosophy that is in him or to provoke him to philosophyin his own interests To this end I have sacrificed all else to the taskof mediating between the tradition and technicalities of the academicdiscipline and the more common terms of lifeThe purpose of the book will in part account for those shortcomings thatimmediately reveal themselves to the eye of the scholar In Part Ivarious great human interests have been selected as points of departureI have sought to introduce the general standpoint and problem ofphilosophy through its implication in practical life poetry religionand science But in so doing it has been necessary for me to dealshortly with topics of great independent importance and so risk thedisfavor of those better skilled in these several matters This isevidently true of the chapter which deals with natural science But theproblem which I there faced differed radically from those of theforegoing chapters and the method of treatment is correspondinglydifferent In the case of natural science one has to deal with a body ofknowledge which is frequently regarded as the only knowledge To write achapter about science from a philosophical standpoint is in thepresent state of opinion to undertake a polemic against exclusivenaturalism an attitude which is itself philosophical and as such iswell known in the history of philosophy as _positivism_ or_agnosticism_ I have avoided the polemical spirit and method so far aspossible but have nevertheless here taken sides against a definitephilosophical position This chapter together with the Conclusion istherefore an exception to the purely introductory and expositoryrepresentation which I have on the whole sought to give Therelatively great space accorded to the discussion of religion is in myown belief fair to the general interest in this topic and to theintrinsic significance of its relation to philosophyI have in Part II undertaken to furnish the reader with a map of thecountry to which he has been led To this end I have attempted a briefsurvey of the entire programme of philosophy An accurate and fullaccount of philosophical terms can be found in such books as KülpesIntroduction to Philosophy and Baldwins Dictionary of Philosophyand an attempt to emulate their thoroughness would be superfluous evenif it were conformable to the general spirit of this book The scope ofPart II is due in part to a desire for brevity but chiefly to the hopeof furnishing an epitome that shall follow the course of the _naturaland historical differentiation_ of the general philosophical problemFinally I have in Part III sought to present the tradition ofphilosophy in the form of general types My purpose in undertaking sodifficult a task is to acquaint the reader with philosophy in theconcrete to show how certain underlying principles may determine thewhole circle of philosophical ideas and give them unity and distinctiveflavor Part II offers a general classification of philosophicalproblems and conceptions independently of any special point of view ButI have in Part III sought to emphasize the point of view or theinternal consistency that makes a _system of philosophy_ out of certainanswers to the special problems of philosophy In such a division intotypes lines are of necessity drawn too sharply There will be manyhistorical philosophies that refuse to fit and many possibilitiesunprovided for I must leave it to the individual reader to overcomethis abstractness through his own reflection upon the intermediate andvariant standpointsAlthough the order is on the whole that of progressive complexity Ihave sought to treat each chapter with independence enough to make itpossible for it to be read separately and I have provided a carefullyselected bibliography in the hope that this book may serve as a stimulusand guide to the reading of other booksThe earlier chapters have already appeared as articles Chapter I in the_International Journal of Ethics_ Vol XIII No 4 Chapter II in the_Philosophical Review_ Vol XI No 6 Chapter III in the _Monist_Vol XIV No 5 Chapter IV in the _International Journal of Ethics_Vol XV No 1 and some paragraphs of Chapter V in the _Journal ofPhilosophy Psychology and Scientific Methods_ Vol I No 7 I amindebted to the editors of these periodicals for permission,28
+Produced by Bryan Ness Chris Logan and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetFROM SAIL TO STEAMRECOLLECTIONS OF NAVAL LIFEBYCAPT A T MAHANUSN RETIREDAUTHOR OFTHE INFLUENCE OF SEAPOWER UPON HISTORY ETCHARPER  BROTHERS PUBLISHERSNEW YORK AND LONDONMCMVIICopyright 1906 1907 by HARPER  BROTHERS_All rights reserved_Published October 1907CONTENTS    CHAP                                                         PAGE          PREFACE                                                    v          INTRODUCING MYSELF                                        ix    I    NAVAL CONDITIONS BEFORE THE WAR OF SECESSIONTHE          OFFICERS AND SEAMEN                                        3    II   NAVAL CONDITIONS BEFORE THE WAR OF SECESSIONTHE          VESSELS                                                   25    III  THE NAVAL ACADEMY IN ITS RELATION TO THE NAVY AT          LARGE                                                     45    IV   THE NAVAL ACADEMY IN ITS INTERIOR WORKINGSPRACTICE          CRUISES                                                   70    V    MY FIRST CRUISE AFTER GRADUATIONNAUTICAL CHARACTERS    103    VI   MY FIRST CRUISE AFTER GRADUATIONNAUTICAL SCENES          AND SCENERYTHE APPROACH OF DISUNION                    127    VII  INCIDENTS OF WAR AND BLOCKADE SERVICE                    156    VIII INCIDENTS OF WAR AND BLOCKADE SERVICECONTINUED         179    IX   A ROUNDABOUT ROAD TO CHINA                               196    X    CHINA AND JAPAN                                          229    XI   THE TURNING OF A LONG LANEHISTORICAL NAVAL AND          PERSONAL                                                 266    XII  EXPERIENCES OF AUTHORSHIP                                302PREFACEWhen I was a boy some years before I obtained my appointment in thenavy I spent many of those happy hours that only childhood knowsporing over the back numbers of a British service periodical whichbegan its career in 1828 with the title _Colburns United ServiceMagazine_ under which name save and except the Colburn it stillsurvives Besides weightier matters its early issues abounded inreminiscences by naval officers then yet in the prime of life whohad served through the great Napoleonic wars More delightful stillit had numerous nautical stories based probably on facts serialsunder such entrancing titles as Leaves from my Log Book by FlexibleGrommet Passed Midshipman a penname the nautical felicity of whichwill be best appreciated by one who has had the misfortune to handle agrommet1 which was not flexible Then there was The Order Book byJonathan Oldjunk an epithet so suggestive of the wasteheap even toa landsmans ears that one marvels a man ever took it unto himselfespecially in that decline of life when we are more sensitive on,4
+Produced by Nick Hodson of London EnglandThe Tiger Hunter by Captain Mayne Reid________________________________________________________________________Strictly speaking this book is a free translation by Reid 18181883 ofan earlier 1851 book by the Frenchman Luis de Bellemare pseudonym ofGabriel Ferry 18091852 Costal lIndien  The subject is the18111812 Mexican War of Independence from Spain  Reid having foughtin the MexicanAmerican War of the 1850s and having written books aboutthe subject would have wanted to make this excellent book available toan Englishspeaking readership and his translation was published in1861 with the title A Hero In Spite Of Himself  The edition used waspublished by Routledge in 1890 some years after the authors deathwith the title The Tiger Hunter which is what Costal was though thetigers referred to were actually jaguarsThe typesetting in this book was not very good and it seems likelythat Routledge used the type from an earlier edition  To make mattersworse practically every page of the copy used had been defaced by arubber stamp of a previous owner which made a days work for thetranscriber to clean up  Nevertheless the result is excellent the bookis very readable and it makes a good audiobook________________________________________________________________________THE TIGER HUNTER BY CAPTAIN MAYNE REIDPROLOGUEDuring one of many journeyings through the remote provinces of theMexican republic it was my fortune to encounter an old revolutionaryofficer in the person of Captain Castanos  From time to time as wetravelled together he was good enough to give me an account of some ofthe more noted actions of the prolonged and sanguinary war of theIndependence and among other narratives one which especiallyinterested me was the famed battle of the _Puente de Calderon_ wherethe Captain himself had fought during the whole length of a summersdayOf all the leaders of the Mexican revolution there was none in whosehistory I felt so much interest as in the _priestsoldier_ Morelosoras he is familiarly styled in Mexican annals the illustriousMorelosand yet there was none of whose private life I could obtain sofew details  His public career having become historic was of courseknown to every one who chose to read of him  But what I desired was amore personal and intimate knowledge of this remarkable man who frombeing the humble curate of an obscure village in Oajaca became in a fewshort months the victorious leader of a wellappointed army and masterof all the southern provinces of New SpainCan you give me any information regarding Morelos  I asked of CaptainCastanos as we were journeying along the route between Tepic andGuadalaxaraAh  Morelos he was a great soldier replied the excaptain ofguerilleros  In the single year of 1811 he fought no less thantwentysix battles with the Spaniards  Of these he won twentytwo andthough he lost the other four each time he retreated with honourHum  I know all that already said I interrupting myfellowtraveller  You are narrating history to me while I want onlychronicles  In other words I want to hear those more private andparticular details of Morelos life which the historians have notgivenAh  I understand you said the captain and I am sorry that I cannotsatisfy your desires since during the war I was mostly engaged in thenorthern provinces and had no opportunity of knowing much of Morelospersonally  But if my good friend Don Cornelio Lantejas is stillliving at Tepic when we arrive there I shall put you in communicationwith him  He can tell you more about Morelos than any other living mansince he was _aidedecamp_ to the General through all his campaignsand served him faithfully up to the hour of his deathOur conversation here ended for we had arrived at the inn where weintended to pass the nightthe _Venta de la Sierra Madre_Early on the following morning before any one had yet arisen I left mychamberin a corner of which rolled in his ample _manga_ CaptainCastanos was still soundly asleep  Without making any noise to disturbhim I converted my coverlet into a cloakthat is I folded my serapearound my shoulders and walked forth from the inn  Other travellersalong with the people of the hostelry inside with the domestics andmuleteers out of doors were still slumbering profoundly and animposing silence reigned over the mountain platform on which the ventastoodNothing appeared awake around me save the voices of the _sierras_ thatnever sleepwith the sound of distant waterfalls as they rushedthrough vast ravines keeping up as it were an eternal dialoguebetween the highest summits of the mountains and the deepest gulfs thatyawned around their basesI walked forward to the edge of the tablelike platform on which theventa was built and halting there stood listening to these mysteriousconversations of nature  And at once it appeared to me that othersounds were mingling with themsounds that suggested the presence ofhuman beings  At first they appeared like the intonations of a huntershornbut of so harsh and hoarse a character that I could scarcelybelieve them to be produced by such an instrument  As a profoundsilence succeeded I began to think my senses had been deceiving me butonce more the same rude melody broke upon my ears in a tone that takenin connexion with the place where I listened to it impressed me with anidea of the supernatural  It had something of the character of thosehorns used by the shepherds of the Swiss valleys and it seemed toascend out of the bottom of a deep ravine that yawned far beneath myfeetI stepped forward to the extreme edge of the rock and looked downwardsAgain the hoarse cornet resounded in my ears and this time so nearthat I no longer doubted as to its proceeding from some human agencyIn fact the moment after a mans form appeared ascending from belowalong the narrow pathway that zigzagged up the face of the cliffI had scarce time to make this observation when the man suddenlyturning the angle of the rock stood close by my side where he haltedapparently to recover his breathHis costume at once revealed to me that he was an Indian though,29
+Produced by David Clarke Carolyn Bottomley and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet Thisfile was produced from images generously made availableby The Internet ArchiveCanadian LibrariesTranscribers Note Italicized text is indicated with _underscores_Upright text used within italicized passages for emphasis is indicatedwith tildes Inconsistencies in Shakspeare spellings have beenretained but obvious errors have been corrected and are listed at theend of this documentIllustration Frontispiece _UNACCUSTOMED TO DARKCOMPLEXIONEDGENTLEMEN_BABOO JABBERJEE BAF AnsteyTHE WAYFARERS LIBRARYJ M DENT  SONS Ltd  LONDONCONTENTS                                                                 PAGEI_Mr Jabberjee apologises for the unambitious scope of his    work sundry confidences criticisms and complaints_          1II_Some account of Mr Jabberjees experiences at the    Westminster Play_                                              9III_Mr Jabberjee gives his views concerning the Laureateship_        18IV_Containing Mr Jabberjees Impressions at The Old Masters_        24V_In which Mr Jabberjee expresses his Opinions on    Bicycling as a Pastime_                                       33VI_Dealing with his Adventures at Olympia_                          42VII_How Mr Jabberjee risked a Sprat to capture something    very like a Whale_                                            50VIII_How Mr Jabberjee delivered an Oration at a Ladies    Debating Club_                                                60IX_How he saw the practice of the University Crews    and what he thought of it_                                    69X_Mr Jabberjee is taken to see a GloveFight_                      75XI_Mr Jabberjee finds himself in a position of extreme    delicacy_                                                     80XII_Mr Jabberjee is taken by surprise_                               88XIII_Drawbacks and advantages of being engaged Some Meditations    in a Musichall together with notes of certain things that    Mr Jabberjee failed to understand_                            96XIV_Mr Jabberjees fellowstudent Whats in a Title An    invitation to a Wedding Mr J as a wedding guest with    what he thought of the ceremony and how he distinguished    himself on the occasion_                                     105XV_Mr Jabberjee is asked out to dinner Unreasonable behaviour    of his betrothed His doubts concerning the social    advantages of a Boarding Establishment with some scathing    remarks upon ambitious pretenders He goes out to dinner    and meets a person of some importance_                       114XVI_Mr Jabberjee makes a pilgrimage to the Shrine of    Shakespeare_                                                 125XVII_Containing some intimate confidences from Mr Jabberjee    with the explanation of such apparent indiscretion_          135XVIII_Mr Jabberjee is a little overingenious in his excuses_         138XIX_Mr Jabberjee tries a fresh tack His visit to the India    Office and sympathetic reception_,32
+Produced by Alev AkmanTHE HUNGRY STONES AND OTHER STORIESBy Rabindranath TagoreContents     The Hungry Stones     The Victory     Once There Was A King     The Homecoming     My Lord The Baby     The Kingdom Of Cards     The Devotee     Vision     The Babus Of Nayanjore     Living Or Dead     We Crown Thee King     The Renunciation     The Cabuliwallah The Fruitseller from CabulPrefaceThe stories contained in this volume were translated by several handsThe version of The Victory is the authors own work The seven storieswhich follow were translated by Mr C F Andrews with the help ofthe authors help Assistance has also been given by the Rev EJ Thompson Panna Lal Basu Prabhat Kumar Mukerjii and the SisterNiveditaTHE HUNGRY STONESMy kinsman and myself were returning to Calcutta from our Puja trip whenwe met the man in a train From his dress and bearing we took him atfirst for an upcountry Mahomedan but we were puzzled as we heard himtalk He discoursed upon all subjects so confidently that you mightthink the Disposer of All Things consulted him at all times in all thatHe did Hitherto we had been perfectly happy as we did not knowthat secret and unheardof forces were at work that the Russians hadadvanced close to us that the English had deep and secret policiesthat confusion among the native chiefs had come to a head But ournewlyacquired friend said with a sly smile There happen more thingsin heaven and earth Horatio than are reported in your newspapers Aswe had never stirred out of our homes before the demeanour of the manstruck us dumb with wonder Be the topic ever so trivial he would quotescience or comment on the Vedas or repeat quatrains from some Persianpoet and as we had no pretence to a knowledge of science or the Vedasor Persian our admiration for him went on increasing and my kinsmana theosophist was firmly convinced that our fellowpassenger musthave been supernaturally inspired by some strange magnetism or occultpower by an astral body or something of that kind He listenedto the tritest saying that fell from the lips of our extraordinarycompanion with devotional rapture and secretly took down notes of hisconversation I fancy that the extraordinary man saw this and was alittle pleased with itWhen the train reached the junction we assembled in the waiting roomfor the connection It was then 10 PM and as the train we heard waslikely to be very late owing to something wrong in the lines I spreadmy bed on the table and was about to lie down for a comfortable dozewhen the extraordinary person deliberately set about spinning thefollowing yarn Of course I could get no sleep that nightWhen owing to a disagreement about some questions of administrativepolicy I threw up my post at Junagarh and entered the service ofthe Nizam of Hydria they appointed me at once as a strong young mancollector of cotton duties at BarichBarich is a lovely place The Susta chatters over stony ways andbabbles on the pebbles tripping like a skilful dancing girl inthrough the woods below the lonely hills A flight of 150 steps risesfrom the river and above that flight on the rivers brim and at thefoot of the hills there stands a solitary marble palace Around itthere is no habitation of manthe village and the cotton mart of Barichbeing far offAbout 250 years ago the Emperor Mahmud Shah II had built this lonelypalace for his pleasure and luxury In his days jets of rosewaterspurted from its fountains and on the cold marble floors of itsspraycooled rooms young Persian damsels would sit their hairdishevelled before bathing and splashing their soft naked feet in theclear water of the reservoirs would sing to the tune of the guitarthe ghazals of their vineyardsThe fountains play no longer the songs have ceased no longer dosnowwhite feet step gracefully on the snowy marble It is but the vastand solitary quarters of cesscollectors like us men oppressed withsolitude and deprived of the society of women Now Karim Khan the oldclerk of my office warned me repeatedly not to take up my abode therePass the day there if you like said he but never stay the nightI passed it off with a light laugh The servants said that they wouldwork till dark and go away at night I gave my ready assent The househad such a bad name that even thieves would not venture near it afterdarkAt first the solitude of the deserted palace weighed upon me like anightmare I would stay out and work hard as long as possible thenreturn home at night jaded and tired go to bed and fall asleepBefore a week had passed the place began to exert a weird fascinationupon me It is difficult to describe or to induce people to believebut I felt as if the whole house was like a living organism slowly andimperceptibly digesting me by the action of some stupefying gastricjuicePerhaps the process had begun as soon as I set my foot in the house butI distinctly remember the day on which I first was conscious of itIt was the beginning of summer and the market being dull I had no workto do A little before sunset I was sitting in an armchair near thewaters edge below the steps The Susta had shrunk and sunk low a broadpatch of sand on the other side glowed with the hues of evening onthis side the pebbles at the bottom of the clear shallow waters wereglistening There was not a breath of wind anywhere and the still airwas laden with an oppressive scent from the spicy shrubs growing on thehills close byAs the sun sank behind the hilltops a long dark curtain fell upon thestage of day and the intervening hills cut short the time in whichlight,26
+Produced by Julia Miller Chuck Greif and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet Thisfile was produced from images generously made availableby The Internet ArchiveAmerican LibrariesNota del transcriptor la ortografía del original está conservada no hasido corregida ni actualizadaDEL SEÑORÍO DE LOS INCAS_ES PROPIEDAD__Tomo V de la Biblioteca HispanoUltramarina__BIBLIOTECA HISPANOULTRAMARINA_SEGUNDA PARTEDE LACRÓNICA DEL PERÚQUE TRATA DEL SEÑORÍODE LOS INCAS YUPANQUIS Y DE SUS GRANDES HECHOSY GOBERNACIONESCRITA PORPEDRO DE CIEZA DE LEONLA PUBLICA_MÁRCOS JIMÉNEZ DE LA ESPADA__MADRID_IMPRENTA DE MANUEL GINÉS HERNANDEZ_Libertad 16 duplicado bajo_1880Al dar á luz en el tomo segundo de la BIBLIOTECA HISPANOULTRAMARINA elTERCERO LIBRO DE LAS GUERRAS CIVILES DEL PERÚ _el cual se llama_ LAGUERRA DE QUITO _hecho por Pedro de Cieza de Leon_ uno de los quecomponen la _Cuarta parte_ de su gran CRÓNICA DEL PERÚ expuse en largoprólogo cuanto sabia de este insigne historiador y se me alcanzaba desus obras pero además dediqué por completo el apéndice 6º de miedicion á la _Segunda parte_ de aquélla que hoy publico con el títuloque Cieza anunciaba en el Proemio de la _Primera_ al declarar que en la_Segunda_ trataria Del señorío de los ingas yupangues reyes antiguosque fueron del Perú y de sus grandes hechos y gobernacion qué númerodellos hubo y los nombres que tuvieron los templos tan soberbios ysuntuosos que edificaron caminos de extraña grandeza que hicieron yotras cosas grandes que en este reino se hallan Tambien en este librose da relacion de lo que cuentan estos indios del Diluvio y de cómo losingas engrandecen su orígen Remitir simplemente á mis lectores alindicado apéndice seria poco ménos que obligar al que no lo tuviera áque se procurase el tomo segundo de nuestra BIBLIOTECA y como uno delos propósitos de los que la publicamos es que las obras de surepertorio puedan adquirirse y leerse separadamente aunque me exponga árepetir textos ya en ella insertos voy á copiar á la letra lo que allídecia y puede servir ahora de preliminares con añadir tan solamente dosrectificaciones indispensablesHace ya algunos años habiéndome llamado la atencion la especiedivulgada por Prescott en su _Conquista del Perú_ de que el Ilmo SrDon Juan de Sarmiento Presidente del Consejo de las Indiasel cualjamás estuvo en ellas y presidió este cuerpo si acaso veintemeses1hubiese escrito la exacta y minuciosa _Relacion de lasucesion y gobierno de los incas señores naturales que fueron del Perúetc_ en este reino y recorriendo sus provincias con aquel caráctertraté de consultar una copia de ese documento conservada en laBiblioteca de la Academia de la Historia y ya en el título ví que dichaRelacion se habia compuesto no _por_ sino _para_ aquel distinguidopersonaje Y procurando averiguar por su lectura el nombre del verdaderoautor por cierto que no tardé en descubrirlo en multitud de referenciasy alusiones que en ella se hacen á la Primera parte de la Crónica delPerú de Pedro de Cieza de Leon tan claras que parece imposible queaquel historiador no cayese en la cuenta Pero no solamente no cayósino que hubo de emitir acerca de Sarmiento y el Tratado de los Incas yde Cieza y su Crónica tales juicios que por ellos resultan dospersonalidades perfectamente definidas y dos autores completamentediversos2 No es ahora del caso citar uno por uno los pasajes donde sehallan dichas alusiones basta el siguiente que hace inútiles todos losdemás En el capítulo que trata la riqueza del templo de Curicancha yde la veneracion que los incas le tenian se dice textualmente  yá una obra que ví en Toledo cuando fuí á presentar la Primera parte demi corónica al príncipe don Felipe lo cual es poco ménos que la firmadel autor porque sólo hay una Primera parte de crónica relativa áIndias dedicada á ese príncipe la de Cieza y en acudiendo á ella conla guía de ese indicio se encuentran tantas referencias á la Relacionde los Incas como en esta á la Primera parte de la crónicaFaltábanme por el tiempo en que tuve la fácil fortuna de descubrir enla obra dedicada á Sarmiento la Segunda parte de la crónica del Perú deldesgraciado Cieza de Leon medios de darla á la estampa Quedó el asuntoen tal estado Y más tarde á poco de circular el prospecto de laBIBLIOTECA HISPANOULTRAMARINA supe por el señor don Pascual deGayangos que un distinguido peruano el señor la Rosa se ocupaba enpublicarla restituyéndola en su verdadero título y á quien lepertenece A estas horas lleva ya más de un año de impresa y hé aquí elmotivo de que no aparezca ántes de la _Guerra de Quito_ conforme á loque en dicho prospecto se anunciaba Mas como el señor la Rosa destinala edicion si mis informes son exactos única y exclusivamente á supatria creo que no holgarán en esta nota las noticias del manuscritoprimero atribuido á don Juan de Sarmiento despues anónimo y últimamenteá quien le correspondeGuárdase en la Biblioteca del Escorial códice L j 5 donde ocupa desdeel fólio 1º que es la cubierta y portada de la Relacion hasta el 130inclusive Es una copia detestable por todo extremo de mediados ófines del siglo XVI de dos ó tres letras grandes y claras bienconservada fáltale la primera hoja por lo cual el manuscrito comienzaen el segundo de sus fóliosque están paginados al mismo tiempo que lacopia se hizoy con estas palabras  _dellos mas de lo que yocuento va á un lugar deleitoso_ etc Los capítulos carecen denumeracion y no es fácil restablecerla porque si bien la falta de sóloun fólio induce á suponer que la del manuscrito afecta nada más que áuna parte del primero de sus capítulos hay que tener presente que Ciezade Leon la única vez que cita en la Primera parte de su Crónicacapítulo determinado de la Segunda dice Muchos de estos indioscuentan que oyeron á sus antiguos que hubo en los tiempos pasados undiluvio grande y de la manera que yo lo escribo en el tercero capítulode la Segunda parte3 Y de tal acontecimiento no se habla poco nimucho en ninguno de los que comprende el manuscrito del EscorialEn la cubierta y primer fólio del códice encima del título se,4
+Produced by the Online Distributed Proofreading Team athttpwwwpgdpnet            BIBLIOTECA POPOLARE DI PROPAGANDA DEMOCRATICA                                N 2                             ROMOLO MURRI                        DEPUTATO AL PARLAMENTO               Il cristianesimo                    e la religione di domani                            Primo migliaio                                 ROMA                       COMITATO DI AZIONE LAICA                               EDITORE                         Piazza Trasimeno 2INDICE    Al lettore                     Pag 5    Introduzione                      11    La libertà religiosa              31    Interiorità ed immanenza          37    La pratica della libertà          43    Lunità religiosa                 48    Le chiese e il loro ufficio       52    Lavvenire del cristianesimo      59    La chiesa di Roma                 65    Roma e lItalia                   73AL LETTORE_Nel giudicare delle religioni e del fatto religioso due atteggiamenticaratteristici ha lo spirito italiano uno di quelli per i quali lareligione è la Chiesa cattolica apostolica romana e essere religiosisignifica accettareattraverso a molteplici e inevitabili adattamentiindividualiquella religione come una società esteriore storicaecclesiastica papale laltro di quelli che persuasi della moltamenzogna che quella religione racchiude o giunti con moltaspensierata disinvoltura a conclusioni materialistiche e scettichescrollano le spalle e si disinteressano insieme della Chiesa romana edi ogni religiosità e religione__Nessuno di questi due atteggiamenti è sincero poichè lunoe laltro egualmente vengono da ripugnanza allo sforzo di esame didiscernimento di giudizio religioso sono anzi questa stessaripugnanza tradotta in pratica di vita__Nessuno di essi egualmente può ispirar fiducia per lavvenireperchè essendo insinceri essi sono insieme immorali ed hanno pereffetto una crescente diminuzione dei valori delle energie delleattività morali un impoverimento di vita se vita è innanzi tuttoattività spirituale crescente consapevolezza e dominio di sè e dellecose__Luno e laltro anche segnano un arresto nella rinascita dellacoscienza italiana Poichè le generazioni rivoluzionarie del secoloscorso furono profondamente ed intensamente religiose I cattolici daParini a Manzoni a Rosmini a Gioberti a Tommaseo a Mamiani avevanoincominciato a rifarsi un loro cattolicismo _liberale_ o_romantico_ in contrasto sotto molti aspetti con quello dellaChiesa di Roma e frutto immediato e felice di questo cattolicismo fula lotta contro di quella per labolizione dei suoi privilegimedioevali e per la soppressione del potere temporale Gli altriebasti nominarne uno Mazziniper lo stesso loro idealismo intensoardente operoso per lampiezza della loro visione che mirava a tuttoun rinnovamento umano per lagitare che fecero elementi e motivi etradizioni religiose attinte dal classicismo e dal Medio Evocercarono egualmente di spronare ed elevare gli animi ad unareligiosità e religione nuove__Questa doppia corrente si è interrotta dopo il 1870 od ha avuto solomanifestazioni parziali e fugaci E non avemmo nemmeno salvo poche efiacche eccezioni ricerche di filosofia della religione e di storia ecritica delle religioni così fiorenti in questultimo periodo inFrancia in Germania in Inghilterra__Le pagine che seguono saggio limitato e modesto vogliono essere unareazione a questa stasi dello spirito religioso italiano Non hannouno scopo dottrinale ma pratico vogliono innanzi tutto esserlesempio di un atteggiamento dinanzi ai problemi e ai fattireligiosi diverso da quei due che ho indicato__Esso si riassume in questo criterio fondamentale le religioni sonola storia della religiosità umana la quale è perenne come lo stessospirito umano e come lo stesso spirito umano in un lavoro assiduo dicreazione solo dove è creazione è vita e dove è stabilità è mortefa e disfà e rifà la sua storia il suo linguaggio le sue istituzioni__Quindi noi dobbiamo giudicare la nostra storia religiosa e inparticolare la religione cattolica degli italiani con questo senso disuperiorità dello spirito che riconosce lopera sua ma insieme nonvuol essere vincolato ed incarcerato da essa__Accettando il cattolicismo come esso ci è presentato dal papa e daisuoi ministri noi ci rendiamo schiavi di ciò che noi stessio inostri avi per noiabbiamo fatto sacrifichiamo la nostra attivitàpresente alle forme storiche istituzionali della nostra attivitàpassata ci lasciamo come,19
+Produced by Al HainesA DOMINIE IN DOUBTBYA S NEILL MABY THE SAME AUTHOR  A DOMINIES LOG  A DOMINIE DISMISSED  THE BOOMING OF BUNKIEHERBERT JENKINS LIMITED3 YORK STREET ST JAMESSLONDON SW1MCMXXIDEDICATIONTo Homer Lane whose first lecture convinced me that I knew nothingabout education  I owe much to him but I hasten to warn educationiststhat they must not hold him responsible for the views given in thesepages  I never understood him fully enough to expound his wonderfuleducational theoriesA S NFORFAR  AUGUST 12 1920A DOMINIE IN DOUBTIJust give me your candid opinion of _A Dominies_ Log Id like tohear itMacdonald looked up from digging into the bowl of his pipe with adilapidated penknife  He is now headmaster of Tarbonny Public Schoola school I know well for I taught in it for two years as an expupilteacherSix days ago he wrote asking me to come and spend a holiday with himso I hastily packed my bag and made for EustonThis evening had been a sort of complimentary dinner in my honour theguests being neighbouring dominies and their wives none of whom Iknew  We had talked of the war of rising prices and a thousand otherthings  Suddenly someone mentioned education and of course myunfortunate _Log_ had come under discussionI had been anxious to continue my discussion with a Mrs Brown on thesubject of the relative laying values of Minorcas and Buff Orpingtonsbut I had been dragged to the miserable business in spite of myselfNow they were all gone and Macdonald had returned to the chargeIts hardly a fair question said Mrs Macdonald to ask an authorwhat he thinks of his own book  No man can judge his own work anymore than a mother can judge her own childThats true I said  A man cant judge his own behaviour andwriting a book is an element of behaviour  Besides there is a betterreason why a writer cannot judge his own work I addedBecause he never reads it queried Macdonald with a grinI shook my headAn author has no further interest in his book after it is publishedMacdonald looked across at me  It was clear that he doubted myseriousnessSurely you dont mean to say that you have no interest in _A DominiesLog_None whatever I saidYou mean it persisted MacdonaldMy dear Mac I said an author dare not read his own bookDare not  WhyBecause its out of date five minutes after its writtenFor fully a minute we smoked in silence  Macdonald appeared to bedigesting my remarkYou see I continued presently when I read a book on education Iwant to learn and I certainly dont expect to learn anything from theman I was five years agoI think I understand said Macdonald  You have come to realise thatwhat you wrote five years ago was wrong  That itTrue for you Mac  Youve just hit itYou neednt have waited five years to find that out he said with agoodnatured grin  I could have told you the day the book waspublishedI bought one of the first copiesStill he continued I dont see why a book should be outofdate infive years  That is if it deals with the truth  Truth is eternalWhat is truth I asked wearily  We all thought we knew the truthabout gravitation  Then Einstein came along with his relativitytheory and told us we were wrongDid he inquired Macdonald with a faint smileI am quoting from the newspapers I added hastily  I havent theremotest idea what relativity means  Perhaps its Epstein I meannohes a sculptorYoure hedging said MacdonaldCan you blame me I asked  Youre trying to get me to say whattruth is  I am not a professor of philosophy Im a dominie  All Ican say is that the _Log_ was the truth    for me    five yearsago but it isnt the truth for me nowThen what exactly is your honest opinion of the _Log_ as a work oneducationAs a work on education I said deliberately the _Log_ isnt worth adamnNot a bad criticism either said Macdonald drylyI say that I continued because when I wrote it I knew nothingabout the most important factor in educationthe psychology ofchildrenBut said Mrs Macdonald in surprisehitherto she had been aninterested listenerI thought that the bits about the bairns were thebest part of the bookPossibly I answered but I was looking at children from a grownuppoint of view  I thought of them as they affected me instead of asthey affected themselves  Ill give you an instance  I think I saidsomething about wanting to chuck woodwork and cookery out of the schoolcurriculum  I was wrong hopelessly wrongIm glad to hear you admit it said Macdonald  I have alwaysthought that every boy ought to be taught to mend a henhouse and everygirl to cook a dinnerThen I was right after all I said quicklyMacdonald stared at me whilst his wife looked up interrogatively fromher embroideryIf your aim is to make boys joiners and girls cooks I explainedthen I still hold that cookery and woodwork ought to be chucked out ofthe schoolsBut man what are schools for  I saw a combative light inMacdonalds eyeCreation selfexpression     the only thing that matters ineducation  I dont care what a child is doing in the way of creationwhether he is making tables or porridge or sketches ororSnowballs prompted MacdonaldOr snowballs I said  There is more true education in making asnowball than in listening to an hours lecture on grammarMrs Macdonald dropped her embroidery into her lap with a little gaspat the heresy of my remarkYoure talking pure balderdash said Macdonald leaning forward toknock the ashes from his pipe on the bars of the grateVery well I said cheerfully  Lets discuss it  You make a classsit in front of you for an hour and you threaten to whack the firstchild that doesnt pay attention to your lesson on nouns,51
+Produced by David Edwards and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet This file wasproduced from images generously made available by TheInternet ArchiveAmerican LibrariesIllustration JOHNNYS REVENGE Page 163Illustration Title Page    _DOTTY DIMPLE STORIES_    DOTTY DIMPLE AT HOME      BY SOPHIE MAYAUTHOR OF LITTLE PRUDY STORIES      Illustrated        BOSTON    LEE AND SHEPARD         1870  Entered according to Act of Congress in the year 1868 by      LEE AND SHEPARD  In the Clerks Office of the District Court of  the District of Massachusetts    ELECTROTYPED AT THE  BOSTON STEREOTYPE FOUNDRY    NO 19 SPRING LANE      _TO__FLORENCE BICKNELL_    DOTTY DIMPLE STORIESTo be completed in six vols Handsomely IllustratedEach vol 75 cts  1 _DOTTY DIMPLE AT HER GRANDMOTHERS_  2 _DOTTY DIMPLE AT HOME_  3 _DOTTY DIMPLE OUT WEST_  4 _DOTTY DIMPLE AT PLAY_  5 _DOTTY DIMPLE AT SCHOOL_  6 _DOTTY DIMPLES FLYAWAY_    BOOKS BY THE SAME AUTHOR    LITTLE PRUDY STORIESNow complete Six vols 24mo Handsomely IllustratedIn a neat box Per vol 75 cts Comprising  _LITTLE PRUDY_  _LITTLE PRUDYS SISTER SUSIE_  _LITTLE PRUDYS CAPTAIN HORACE_  _LITTLE PRUDYS COUSIN GRACE_  _LITTLE PRUDYS STORY BOOK_  _LITTLE PRUDYS DOTTY DIMPLE_CONTENTSCHAPTER PAGE   I THE LION AND THE LAMB         7  II A SAD STORY                  25 III FIRE                         40  IV PLAYING HINDOO               54   V RUNNING WILD                 68  VI HOW IT ENDED                 82 VII TELLING OF IT                98VIII MAMMA AND LITTLE ME       112  IX THE NEW HOME                125   X A SURPRISE                  140  XI JOHNNYS REVENGE            155DOTTY DIMPLE AT HOMECHAPTER ITHE LION AND THE LAMBDotty Dimple after a night of pleasant sleep greeted herself in themorning with a groan It was as if she had saidO dear _you_ here again Dotty Why didnt you sleep longerPrudy noticed the cloud on her sisters face in a moment she saw shehad waked up wrongNow I have never told you how peculiarly trying it was to live withDotty Dimple She seemed to have at the same time the nature of a lionand a lamb When the lion raged then her eyes blazed and she lookedas if she belonged in a menagerie but when nothing occurred to rouseher wild temper she was as gentle and tender as a little lamb friskingby its mothers side on a summers dayIndeed if I were to describe the loveliness of her manners and thesweetness of her face I ought to dip my pen in liquid sunshinewhereas the blackest of ink would not be at all too dark to draw herpicture when she was out of temperIn her earliest childhood it had been worse than it was now Then shehad not tried in the least to control herself and the lion had had hisown way After one of her wild outbursts she would follow her motherabout the house saying in a soft pleading voiceSay mamma is I your little comfortBefore answering Dotty the poor mother had to call to mind all the goodthings the child had ever said or done and fancy how dreadful it wouldbe to lose her Then she would replyYes Dotty you are mammas dear little girl but mamma doesnt likeyour naughty naughty waysThis failed to satisfy Miss Dimple She would cry out again inheartbroken tonesIs I your little comfort mamma _Is_ ISo sooner or later Mrs Parlin was obliged for the sake of peace tokiss the child and answer Yes Then perhaps for twentyfour hoursthe lion would be curled up asleep and out of sight in his den andthe lamb would be playfully frisking about the house a pet foreverybodyBut often and often when Susy and Prudy came in from school or playthey found their baby sister in disgrace perched upon the woodbox inthe kitchen with feet and hands firmly tied There she would sitthrowing out the loudest noise possible from her little throat It wasthe young lion again roaring in his cagePrudy though her heart swelled with pity dared not sayDont scream so little sister Please dont pound so with your feetFor when the lion fits were on it was always safest to let the unhappychild alone Prudy who had no more temper than a hummingbird andSusy who was only moderately fretful once in a while were made veryunhappy by Dottys dreadful behavior At such times as I describe theyeven looked guilty and cast down their eyes for they could not helpfeeling their sisters conduct as a family disgrace They never spoke toany one about it and bore all her freaks with wonderful patience Whenthe little one plucked at their hair or ears they said pitifullyIts worse for her than it is for us It makes her throat _so_ sore toscream soThey were especially careful never to provoke her,15
+Produced by Jana Srna David T Jones Alexander Bauer the Online Distributed Proofreading Team athttpwwwpgdpcanadanet This file was produced fromimages generously made available by The Internet ArchiveTHERiverside Library                Looking Backward20001887ByEDWARD BELLAMYBOSTON AND NEW YORKHOUGHTON MIFFLIN COMPANYThe Riverside Press CambridgeCOPYRIGHT 1887 BY TICKNOR AND COMPANYCOPYRIGHT 1889 BY EDWARD BELLAMYCOPYRIGHT 1898 1915 AND 1917 BY EMMA S BELLAMYALL RIGHTS RESERVEDINTRODUCTIONBY HEYWOOD BROUNA good many of my radical friends express a certain kindlycondescension when they speak of Edward Bellamys Looking BackwardOf course you know they say that it really isnt firstrateeconomicsAnd yet in further conversation I have known a very large number ofthese same somewhat scornful Socialists to admit You know the firstthing that got me started to thinking about Socialism was BellamysLooking BackwardFrom the beginning it has been a highly provocative book It is nowMany of the questions both of mood and technique are even morepertinent in the year 1931 than they were in 1887 A critic of the_Boston Transcript_ said when the novel first appeared that the newState imagined by Bellamy was all very well but that the author lostmuch of his effectiveness by putting his Utopia a scant fifty yearsahead and that he might much better have made it seventyfivecenturiesIt is true that the fifty years assigned for changing the worldutterly are almost gone by now Not everything which was predicted inLooking Backward has come to pass But the laugh is not againstBellamy but against his critic Some of the things which must haveseemed most improbable of all to the _Transcript_ man of 1887 are nowactually in beingIn one respect Edward Bellamy set down a picture of modern Americanlife which is almost a hundred per cent realized It startled me toread the passage in which Edith shows the musical schedule to JulianWest and tells him to choose which selection he wishes to havebrought through the air into the music room It is true that Bellamyimagined this broadcasting to be done over telephone wires as isindeed the case today in some phases of national hookups Butconsider this quotationHe Dr Leete showed how by turning a screw the volume of themusic could be made to fill the room or die away to an echo so faintand far that one could scarcely be sure whether he heard or imagineditThat might almost have been lifted bodily from an article in somenewspaper radio columnBut Bellamy did see with clear vision things and factors much moreimportant than the possibility of hearing a sermon without going tochurch Much which is now established in Soviet Russia bears at leasta likeness to the industrial army visioned in this prophetic bookHowever Communism can scarcely claim Bellamy as its own for heemphasizes repeatedly the nonviolent features of the revolution whichhe imagined Indeed at one point he argues that the leftwingers ofhis own day impeded change by the very excesses of their technicalphilosophyThere is in his book no acceptance of a transitional stage of classdictatorship He sees the change coming through a general recognitionof the failings of the capitalist system Indeed he sees a point ineconomic development where capitalism may not even be good enough forthe capitalistTo the strict Marxian Socialist this is profound and ridiculousheresy To me it does not seem fantastic And things have happened inthe world already which were not dreamt of in Karl Marxs philosophyThe point I wish to stress is the prevalent notion that all radicalmovements in America stem from the writings of foreign authors NowBellamy of course was familiar with the pioneer work of Marx Andthat part of it which he liked he took over Nevertheless hedeveloped a contribution which was entirely his own It is irrelevantto say that after all the two men differed largely in their view ofthe technique by which the new world was to be accomplished Adifference in technique as Trotzky knows to his sorrow may be asprofound as a difference in principleBellamy was essentially a NewEnglander His background was that ofBoston and its remote suburbs And when he preaches the necessity ofthe coöperative commonwealth he does it with a Yankee twang In facthe is as essentially native American as Norman Thomas the presentleader of the Socialist Party in this countryI cannot confess any vast interest in the love story which serves as athread for Bellamys vision of a reconstructed society But it can besaid that it is so palpably a thread of sugar crystal that it need notget in the way of any readerI am among those who first became interested in Socialism throughreading Looking Backward when I was a freshman in college It camein the first halfyear of a course which was designed to prove thatall radical panaceas were fundamentally unsound in their conceptionThe professor played fair He gave us the arguments for the radicalcause in the fall and winter and proceeded to demolish them in springand early summerBut what one learns in the winter sticks more than words uttered inthe warmth of drowsy May and June Possibly I took more cuts towardthe end of the lecture course All I can remember is the arguments infavor of the radical plans Their fallacies I have forgottenI differ from Bellamys condescending converts because I feel that heis close to an entirely practical and possible scheme of life Sincemuch of the fantastic quality of his vision has been rubbed down intoreality within half a century I think there is at least a fair chancethat another fifty years will confirm Edward Bellamys position as oneof the most authentic prophets of our ageTHE AUTHOR OF LOOKING BACKWARD                              We ask    To put forth just our strength our human strength    All starting fairly all equipped alike    But when full roused each giant limb awake    Each sinew strung the great heart pulsing,0
+Produced by Juliet Sutherland William Flis Ted Garvinand the Online Distributed Proofreading TeamFIVE LITTLE FRIENDSBYSHERRED WILLCOX ADAMS_ILLUSTRATED BY_MAUD AND MISKA PETERSHAMCONTENTSTHE FIVE LITTLE FRIENDS AT SCHOOLTHE FIVE LITTLE FRIENDS IN VACATIONTHE FIVE LITTLE FRIENDS AT SCHOOLBob and Betty Paul and Peggy and little Dot are five little friendsThey go to the same school Many other children go to the school toobut these five little friends are the ones this story is aboutBob is the tall boy in the brown suit Betty is the girl in the checkeddress Paul is the boy with the white blouse Peggy is the girl withcurls Little Dot is the tiny child with bobbed hairBob and Betty Paul and Peggy and little Dot have a very fine teacherShe is called Miss West Many other children are in Miss Wests roomtoo But the five little friends are the ones this story is aboutOne morning when the children came to school Miss West had a surprisefor them On her desk was something large and round It was all coveredwith paperGuess what this is children said Miss WestIt is a balloon said BobI think it is a football said PaulNo no you are both wrong said Miss West She took the paper offWhat do you think it wasIt was a big glass bowl In it were six goldfish They were swimmingabout in the waterLittle folks said Miss West these are our school pets We must feedthem and give them fresh water Then they will live a long time and wecan have fun watching themThe children stood around the bowl They watched the fish swim andfloat They laughed when one fish chased another round and round thebowl He looked very funny with his big mouth wide openSoon Miss West showed the children how to feed the fish After that theytook turns in caring for them Paul and Peggy had the first turn NextBob and Betty had their turn After that little Dot took care of thefish all by herself The other children had turns too But this story isabout the five little children whose names you knowOne day Miss West said to the children How many of you little girlsand boys have pets of your ownA great many hands were raisedI have said BobI have said PaulI have I have I have said Betty and Peggy and little DotI have thought of a fine plan said Miss West Each day one child maytell the other children about his petWhat fun said Betty and all the other children thought What funthat will beWho will have the first turn asked BobWe will play a game to see said Miss WestSo Miss West wrote the names of all the children on slips of paper Thenshe put all the slips in Pauls cap Next she blindfolded Peggy Peggyput her hand in the cap and drew out a slip What name do you think wason this slip The name was _Dot_So the next day little Dot told about her pet This is what she saidMy pet is a white cat Her name is Snowball She is as white as snowWhen she curls up in front of the fire she is round like a ballOne day my daddy could not find his hat He looked and looked andlooked for it At last he found it in a dark corner under the stairsThere was something in the hat First Daddy saw two bright eyes Thenhe saw Snowball all curled up in the hat By her side were two littlebaby kittens They were just like their mother We named them Fluff andMuff Now we have a happy cat familyDaddy never got his hat back At first the kittens slept in it NowFluff and Muff are so big they sleep in a box But they like Daddys hatto play with Fluff gets on one side and Muff on the other Then theypull and pull Daddys hat is almost worn out nowThe children liked little Dots story very much They laughed when theythought of Fluff on one side and Muff on the other and Daddys hat inthe middleThe next day Betty was blindfolded She put her hand in the cap and drewa slip This time _Paul_ was written on the slip So it was Pauls turnto tell about his pet This is what he saidMy pet is a big collie dog His name is Hero When my mother goes tomarket she takes Hero with her He trots by her side and carries abasket in his mouthSometimes my mother sends Hero home with the meat and bread for dinnerHe goes right along He does not stop or look around When he comesto our house he sets the basket down Then he watches it until Mothercomes If anyone calls Here Hero he pricks up his ears but he willnot move from his placeOne day I tried to coax him away with a big bone I know the bonelooked and smelled good to Hero He sniffed the air and looked at thebone with hungry brown eyes but he never moved from the basketLast summer we went to the seashore We took Hero with us One day Iwas on the beach playing in the sand Hero was lying asleep in the sunI was making a sand fort and my back was toward the seaSuddenly a big wave dashed in and knocked me down Then another bigwave came and carried me out into the water As I did not know how toswim I was very much frightened I tried to call out but my mouth wasfull of sea water I could make only a little frightened sound but Heroheard me What do you think he did He jumped into the water and swamout to me I was too nearly drowned to catch hold of him So he took myclothes in his mouth and began to swim with me to the shoreI was heavy and Hero was almost worn out before he got there But henever once let go He kept right on until he dropped,0
+Produced by Anna Tuinman Eline Visser Jeroen Hellingmanand the Online Distributed Proofreading Team athttpwwwpgdpnet Nieuwe Romans Cyriel BuysseDe Roman van den Schaatsenrijder  Maatschappij voor Goede en Goedkoope   Lectuur te Amsterdam1918DE ROMAN VAN DEN SCHAATSENRIJDEREERSTE DEELIHet kleine plekje bij den LusthofIk wil u een en ander vertellen uit het leven van een schaatsenrijderDie schaatsenrijder ben ikIk heb zóóveel in verschillende landen op schaatsen gereden dat hetschaatsenrijden in mijn leven een stuk leven op zichzelf geworden isIk herinner mij nog die jonge sterke jaren mijner jeugd met dielange saaie winters buiten waar het ijs dan eensklaps als onderde macht eener tooverroede kleur en fleur en beweging in brachtHet was er ineens na eindelooze dagen van grijze eentonigheid ineensop een frisschen prikkelenden morgen velden en boomen witberijptde harde grond klinkend onder de voetstappen de neusgaten der paardendampend en de zon die neveligoranje aan den blauwwazigen einderoprees met korte gouden stralen die alom miljoenen en miljoenendiamanten deden fonkelenEven buiten t dorp op korten afstand van ons huis lag deLusthof Die Lusthof heette te zijn het zomerverblijf van dendorpsnotaris n Zonderlinge fantaisie Een villaachtig gebouwtjein roode steen met châletdak zoo iets als men ziet afgebeeld opgoedkoope chromos en prentbriefkaarten Het lag aan den voorkantlangs den trekweg van t kanaal en aan de achterzijde grensde het aaneen stuk weiland dat gedeeltelijk tot lusttuintje was ingericht Erstonden banken er waren priëeltjes er lag een vijvertje met roodevischjes en een fonteintje dat tusschen rotsblokken van sintelsopspoot en op een grasveldje prijkte een groote glazen bol waarinde gansche omgeving zich wanstaltig en gedrochtelijk weerkaatsteDe dorpsnotaris die in het dorp zelf op nog geen tien minutenafstands een prachtig oud huis met een heerlijken uitgestrektentuin bewoonde kwam s zomers op den Lusthof af en toe enkele urendoorbrengen Een onzinnig idee een dorpsprotserige aberratie om tekunnen zeggen dat hij een binnen en een buiten had Hij deed erniets er was ook niets te doen hij liep een paar keer rondom zijnonnoozel tuintje keek naar de schaarsche bloemen en deed even hetfonteintje spuiten en ten slotte ging hij zitten op een bank tegenden achtergevel van het huis waar hij dan nurksch bleef vóór zichuit staren tot hij er eindelijk genoeg van had en met trage strammeschreden door de velden naar het dorp terugkeerde De villa zelvevoor zoover ik weet is nooit ook maar één enkelen dag bewoond geweestWat voor mij en een paar andere jongens van mijn leeftijd deaantrekkelijkheid van den Lusthof uitmaakte was het kleine stukjeweiland dat achter het tuintje lag en geregeld s winters onderwater liep Dat kwam zoo omdat de gekke notaris de eene helft vanhet stuk weiland dat hij in lusttuin had herschapen eenigszinshad laten ophoogen en daardoor al het water naar het laagliggendgedeelte had gedreven Het vormde daar een soort plasje van nietmeer dan een paar honderd vierkante meters oppervlakte en zóó ondiepdat het dadelijk bevroor en zonder eenig gevaar kon bereden wordenterwijl er op de grootere wateren nog in de verste verte maar geensprake was van schaatsenrijdenDaar op dat plekje heb ik als jonge jongen mijn eersteschaatsenschreden gewaagd O dat _eerste_ komen op het maagdelijkijs het donker ijs donker als water met het gras dat er nog groendoorheen schijnt als door een schoonen breeden spiegel Zal hetreeds dragen na die slechts een of twee nachten vorst of zal hetkraken en breken met modderigopspattend water over den mooiengladden spiegel Een voet gewaagd en eens gedrukt Het kraakt erkomen sterren in maar het schijnt toch te kunnen dragen Jawel hetdraagt het draagt het kraakt al minder een eind verder ik schuifer glijdend overheen ik voel mijn hart popelen en mijn oogen stralenik keer terug naar den kant en bind met hijgende haast mijn schaatsenaan Ik ben alweer de eerste de éérste ik geef het mooie voorbeelddat straks met uitgelaten vreugde door de verraste schooljongensnagevolgd zal worden Ik sta op mijn schaatsen op het maagdelijkdonker ijs ik rijd er overheen ik voel mij zweven als een vogeleen dolle blijheid zweept mij op er bestaat niets meer voor mij opde wereld behalve het verrukkelijk genot van t schaatsenrijdenDe zachte zon rijst hooger aan den einder en glinstert overde wonderschoone tooverwereld van zilveren rijp en fonkelendediamanten Daar ligt het dorpje stil te baden in die heerlijkheidmet de cijfers en de wijzers van de uurplaat op den kerktoren dietintelen als goud daar staat de oude houten molen droomerig op zijnberm als een sterke kalme reus die met gekruiste armen in starendebespiegeling van al zijn vroegere vermoeienis schijnt uit te rustendaar komen in de verte reeds de schooljongens die nog niets vermoedendie mij nog niet zien en als een troepje uitgelaten vogels klepperen ensnateren de kragen opgetrokken de schouders huiverend de verkleumdehandjes in hun dikke wollen wanten Maar eensklaps hebben zij mijontdekt en zij komen gevlogen en in een oogwenk is het ijsveldje volvan hun drukte en zij rennen glijden struikelen buitelen en vallenterwijl het alom luid opdreunt van hun dolle wilde uitbundige pretMaar daar komt meteen over het veld een strenge stramme donkeregestalte aan meneer de dorpsnotaris bezitter van den Lusthof en vant verdronken stukje weiland dat er bij behoortDe pret verstomt de jongens dringen stil en schuchter op eenhoekje bij elkaar Ik voel een groote gróóte droefheid als t wareverstijvend over mij neerkomen en rijd nog slechts met lusteloozeslagen door Wat zal hij zeggen Zal hij onze vreugd verstoren onsmet ruw gebaar tyranisch van het heerlijk ijsveldje wegjagen Daaris hij Met stramme beenen komt hij uit den hollen landweg schrijdtdwars over het weiland langs den rand van het ijs heen blijft daareven onbewegelijk staan kijkenHij zegt niets maakt geen gebaar schreeuwt geen bedreiginguit Ik rijd maar door en doe mijn uiterste best om kalm en mooite rijden Wie weet misschien interesseert het hem misschien kandàt hem nog vermurwen Dat duurt zoo enkele minuten in knellendeonzekerheid Steeds roerloos staan de jongens op een hoopje alsversteend door mijn durf zonder zelven nog iets te durven Dan gaathij eindelijk langzaam heen Wij verademen verádemen Maar nog evenstaat hij en dadelijk weer prangt de griezeling Zal hij nu toch opt laatste oogenblik toen,2
+Produced by Donald LainsonTHANKFULS INHERITANCEBy Joseph C LincolnCHAPTER IThe road from Wellmouth Centre to East Wellmouth is not a good one evenin dry weather and daylight it is not that For the first two miles itwinds and twists its sandy way over bare hills with cranberryswamps and marshy ponds in the hollows between Then it enters upon athreemile stretch bordered with scrubby pines and bayberry thicketsclimbing at last a final hill to emerge upon the bluff with the oceanat its foot And fringing that bluff and clustering thickest in thelowlands just beyond is the village of East Wellmouth which must onno account be confused with South Wellmouth or North Wellmouth or WestWellmouth or even Wellmouth PortOn a bright sunny summer day the East Wellmouth road is a hard one totravel At nine oclock of an evening in March with a howling galeblowing and rain pouring in torrents traveling it is an experienceWinnie S who drives the East Wellmouth depotwagon had undergone theexperience several times in the course of his professional career buteach time he vowed vehemently that he would not repeat it he wouldheave up his job firstHe was vowing it now Perched on the edge of the depot wagons frontseat the reins leading from his clenched fists through the slit in theboot to the rings on the collar of General Jackson the aged horse heexpressed his opinion of the road the night and the jobBy Judas priest declared Winnie Shis name was Winfield ScottHancock Holt but no resident of East Wellmouth called him anything butWinnie Sby Judas priest If this aint enough to make a feller giveup tryin to earn a livin then I dont know Tell him he cant shipaboard a schooner cause goin to seas a dogs life and then put himon a job like this Dogs life Judas priest What kind of a lifesTHIS I want to knowFrom the curtain depths of the depotwagon behind him a voice answereda womans voiceJudgin by the amount of dampness in it I should think you might callit a ducks life it suggestedWinnie S accepted this pleasantry with a grunt I most wish I wasa duck he declared savagely Then I could set in three inches oficewater and like it maybe Now whats the matter with you This lasta roar to the horse whose splashy progress along the gullied road hadsuddenly ceased Whats the matter with you now repeated WinnieWhat have you done come to anchor Git dapBut General Jackson refused to git dap Jerks at the reins only causedhim to stamp and evince an inclination to turn around Go ahead he wouldnotJudas priest exclaimed the driver I do believe the crittersdrowndin Somethins wrong Ive got to get out and see I spose Setright where you be ladies Ill be back in a minute adding as hetook a lighted lantern from beneath the seat and pulled aside the heavyboot preparatory to alighting unless I get in over my head whichaint so dummed unlikely as it soundsLantern in hand he clambered clumsily from beneath the boot anddisappeared Inside the vehicle was blackness dense damp and profoundAuntie said a second feminine voice Auntie what DO you suppose hashappenedI dont know Emily Im prepared for most anything by this timeMaybe weve landed on Mount Ararat I feel as if Id been afloat forforty days and nights Land sakes alive as another gust shot and beatits accompanying cloudburst through and between the carriage curtainsright in my face and eyes I dont wonder that boy wished he was aduck Id like to be a fishor a mermaid I couldnt be much wetter ifI was either one and Id have gills so I could breathe under water ISUPPOSE mermaids have gills I dont knowEmily laughed Aunt Thankful she declared I believe you would findsomething funny in a case of smallpoxMaybe I should I never tried Twouldnt be much harder than to befunny withwith rainwater on the brain Im so disgusted with myselfI dont know what to do The idea of me daughter and granddaughter ofseafarin folks that studied the weather all their lives not knowinenough to stay to home when it looked as much like a storm as it didthis mornin And draggin you into it too We could have come tomorrowor next day just as well but no nothin to do but I must start todaycause Id planned to This comes of figgerin to profit by what folksleave to you in wills Talk about dead mens shoes Live mens rubberboots would be worth more to you and me this minute SUCH a cruise asthis has beenIt had been a hard trip certainly and the amount of water throughwhich they had traveled the latter part of it almost justified its beingcalled a cruise Old Captain Abner Barnes skipper for the twentyyears before his death of the coasting schooner T I Smalley hadduring his lifelong seafaring never made a much rougher voyage allthings considered than that upon which his last will and testament hadsent his niece and her young companionCaptain Abner a widower had when he died left his house and land atEast Wellmouth to his niece by marriage Mrs Thankful Barnes Thankfulwhose husband Eben Barnes was lost at sea the year after theirmarriage had been living with and acting as housekeeper for an elderlywoman named Pearson at South Middleboro She Thankful had nevervisited her East Wellmouth inheritance For four years after sheinherited it she received the small rent paid her by the tenant oneLaban Eldredge His name was all she knew concerning him Then he diedand for the next eight months the house stood empty And then came onemore death that of old Mrs Pearson the lady for whom Thankful hadkept houseLeft alone and without present employment the Widow Barnes consideredwhat she should do next And thus considering the desire to visit andinspect her East Wellmouth property grew and strengthened She thoughtmore and more concerning it It was hers she could do what she pleasedwith it and she began to formulate vague ideas as to what,13
+Produced by Mark C Orton Linda McKeown and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetOLD JUNKBYH M TOMLINSONFOREWORD BY S K RATCLIFFENEW YORK ALFRED  A  KNOPF 1920COPYRIGHT 1920 BYALFRED A KNOPF INC_Second Printing August 1920_PRINTED IN THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA_ToC H G HWho saw with me so much of what is in this book__Killed in action in Artois August 27th 1918_These stories of travel and chance have been selected from writingspublished in various periodicals between January 1907 and April 1918and are arranged in order of timeForeword_The author of_ OLD JUNK _has been called a legend A colleague whoduring the later stages of the war visited the western front assured methat this was the right word by which to describe the memory left amongofficers and men not so much by his work as a war correspondent as byhis original and fascinating character A legend too he appears to bein the newspaper world of London but there in a different sense byreason of the singular contradiction between the human creature belovedof all his fellows and the remarkable productions of his pen__The first thing to say about H M Tomlinson the thing of which youbecome acutely aware on making his acquaintance is that he is aLondoner Nearly a pureblooded London Saxon is his characterizationof himself And so it is He could have sprung from no other stock Inperson and speech in the indefinable quality of the man in the humourwhich continually tempers his tremendous seriousness he belongs toLondon Among the men of our time who have done creative writing I canthink of no other about whom this can be so precisely stated__It was in the opening years of the century that I first began tonotice his work His name was appearing in the columns of a Londonmorning newspaper since absorbed by the_ Daily News _over articleswhich if my memory is not at fault were mainly concerned with thelife of Thames side They were written with extraordinary care The manwho did them had clearly no competitor in Fleet Street And hefurnishes a striking illustration of the chances and misfits of thejournalistic life When after some years of absence in the Far East Iwas able to fit a person to the writing which had so long attracted meI found H M Tomlinson on the regular reporting staff of a greatLondon newspaper A man born for the creation of beauty in words wasdoing daily turn along with the humble chronicler of metropolitantrivialities__A year or two before the war the quality of his mind and of his stylewas revealed in_ THE SEA AND THE JUNGLE_a narrative of the voyage ofthe tramp steamer_ Capella _from Swansea to Para in the Brazils andthence two thousand miles along the forests of the Amazon and MadeiraRivers to the San Antonio Falls returning by Barbados Jamaica andTampa Its author called it merely an honest book of travel It isthat no doubt but in a degree so eminent one is tempted to say thatan honest book of travel when so conceived and executed must surelycount among the noblest works of the literary artist__The great war provided almost unlimited work for men of letters andnot seldom work that was almost as far from their ordinary business asfighting itself It carried Tomlinson into the guild of warcorrespondents In the early months he represented the paper to whichfor some years he had been attached the London_ Daily News _Laterunder the cooperative scheme which emerged from the restrictive policyadopted by all the belligerent governments his dispatches came to beshared among a partnership which included the London_ Times_as odd anarrangement for a man like Tomlinson as could well be imagined Itwould be foolish to attempt an estimate of his correspondence fromFrance It was beautiful copy but it was not war reporting To thoseof us who knew him it remained a marvel how he could do it at all Butthere was no marvel in the fact attested by a notable variety ofwitnesses of Tomlinson as an influence and a memory persisting untilthe dispersal of the armies as of one who was the friend of all asweet and fine spirit moving untouched amid the ruin and terrorexpressing itself everywhere with perfect simplicity and at times witha shattering candor__From France he returned midway in the war to join the men who underthe Command of H W Massingham make the editorial staff of theLondon_ Nation _the most brilliant company of journalists in the worldHis hand may be traced week by week in many columns and especially inalternate issues on the page given up to the literary_ causerie_To the readers of books Tomlinson is known at present by_ THE SEAAND THE JUNGLE _alone The war it may be did something to retardits fame But the time is coming when none will dispute its right toa place of exceptional honour among records of travelalongside thevery few which during the two or three decades preceding the generaloverturn had been added to the books of the great wayfaringcompanions It is remarkably unlike all others in its union ofaccurate chronicle with intimate selfrevelation and although it isthe sustained expression of a mood it is extremely quotable I chooseas a single example this scene from the description of the_ Capellas_first day on the Para River_    _There was seldom a sign of life but the infrequent snowy herons    and those curious brown fowl the ciganas The sun was flaming on    the majestic assembly of the storm The warm air broken by our    steamer coiled over us in a lazy flux Sometimes we passed    single habitations on the water side Ephemeral huts of palmleaves    were forced down by the forest which overhung them to wade on    frail stilts A canoe would be tied to a toy jetty and on the    jetty a sad woman and several naked children would stand with     no show of emotion to watch us go by,60
+Produced by Alexander Bauer Jana Srna Irma Spehar MarkusBrenner and the Online Distributed Proofreading Team athttpwwwpgdpnet This file was produced from imagesgenerously made available by The Internet ArchiveAmericanLibraries                               Gerlachs                            Jugendbücherei            Die Nymphe des Brunnens Nach J K A Musäus                      Bilder von Ignaz Taschner                 Text bearbeitet von Hans Fraungruber                    Verlag von Martin Gerlach  Co                           Wien und Leipzig              Druck von Christoph Reißers Söhne Wien V                   Ausstattung gesetzlich geschütztIllustrationDrei Meilen hinter Dinkelsbühl im Schwabenlande lag vorzeiten ein altesRaubschloß das einem mannfesten Ritter zugehörte Wackermann Uhlfingergenannt die Blume der faust und kolbengerechten Ritterschaft derSchrecken der schwäbischen Bundesstädte auch aller Reisenden undFrachtführer die keinen Geleitsbrief von ihm gelöst hatten WennWackermann seinen Küraß und Helm angelegt seine Lenden mit dem Schwertumgürtet hatte und die goldenen Sporen an seinen Fersen klirrten war ernach der Sitte seiner Zeitgenossen ein roher hartherziger Mann derRauben und Plündern für ein Vorrecht des Adels hielt den Schwächernbefehdete und weil er selbst mannhaft und rüstig war kein ander Gesetzerkannte als das Recht des Stärkern Wenns hieß Uhlfinger ist imAnzuge Wackermann kommt fiel Schrecken auf ganz Schwabenland dasVolk flüchtete in die festen Städte und die Wächter auf den Zinnen derWarten stießen ins Horn und verkündeten die nahe GefahrDieser gefürchtete Mann war aber daheim wenn er seine Rüstung abgelegthatte fromm wie ein Lamm gastfrei wie ein Araber ein gutmütigerHausvater und ein zärtlicher Gatte Seine Hausfrau war ein sanftesliebevolles Weib sittig und tugendsam und stund ihrem Hauswesen garfleißig vor Zudem war sie Mutter von zwei Töchtern die sie mit großerSorgfalt tugendsam und häuslich auferzog In dieser klösterlichenEingezogenheit störte nichts ihre Zufriedenheit als die Freibeutereiihres Gemahls der sich mit ungerechtem Gut bereicherte Sie mißbilligtediese Räubereien in ihrem Herzen und es machte ihr keine Freude wenn erihr gleich die herrlichsten Stoffe mit Gold und Silber durchwirkt zureichen Kleidern schenkte Was soll mir der Plunder sprach sie oft zusich selbst daran Seufzer und Tränen hangen Sie warf mit geheimemWiderwillen diese Geschenke in ihre Truhe und würdigte sie weiter keinesAnblicks bemitleidete die Unglücklichen die in Wackermanns Haftfielen setzte sie oft durch ihre Fürbitte in Freiheit und begabte siemit einem ZehrpfennigAm Fuße des Schloßberges verbarg sich tief im Gebüsch eine ergiebigeFelsenquelle welche in einer natürlichen Grotte entsprang die nacheiner alten Volkssage von einer Brunnennymphe bewohnt sein solltewelche man die Nixe nannte und die Rede ging daß sie sich beisonderbaren Ereignissen im Schlosse zuweilen sehen ließ Zu diesemBrunnen lustwandelte die edle Frau oftmals ganz einsam wenn sie währendder Abwesenheit ihres Gemahls außerhalb der düstern Burgmauern frischeLuft schöpfen oder ohne Geräusch Werke der Wohltätigkeit im Verborgenenausüben wollteEinstmals war Wackermann mit seinen Reisigen ausgezogen den Kaufleutenaufzulauern die vom Augsburger Markte kamen und verweilte länger alssein Verlaß war Das bekümmerte die zarte Frau sie wähnte ihrem Herrnsei ein Unglück begegnet er sei erschlagen oder in Feindes Gewalt Eswar ihr so weh ums Herz daß sie nicht ruhen noch rasten konnte Schonmehrere Tage hatte sie sich zwischen Furcht und Hoffnung abgeängstetund oft rief sie dem Zwerge zu der auf dem Turm Wacht hieltKleinhänsel schau aus Was rauscht durch den Wald Was trappelt imTal Wo wirbelt der Staub Trabt Wackermann an Aber Kleinhänselantwortete gar trübselig Nichts regt sich im Wald nichts reitet imTal es wirbelt kein Staub kein Federbusch weht Das trieb sie so bisin die Nacht da der Abendstern heraufzog und der leuchtende Vollmondüber die östlichen Gebirge blickte Da konnte sies nicht aushaltenzwischen den vier Wänden ihres Gemachs sie warf ihr Regentuch überstahl sich durchs Pförtchen in den Buchenhain und wandelte zu ihremLieblingsplätzchen dem Kristallbrunnen um desto ungestörter ihrenkummervollen Gedanken nachzuhängen Ihr Auge floß von Zähren und ihrsanfter Mund öffnete sich zu melodischen Wehklagen die sich mit demGeräusch des Baches mischten der vom Brunnen her durchs Gras lispelteIllustrationIndem sie sich der Grotte nahte wars ihr als ob ein leichter Schattenum den Eingang schwebe aber weils in ihrem Herzen so arbeiteteachtete sie wenig darauf und der erste Anblick schob ihr den flüchtigenGedanken vor daß das einfallende Mondenlicht ihr eine Truggestaltvorlüge Da sie näher kam schien sich die weiße Gestalt zu regen undihr mit der Hand zu winken Darüber kam ihr ein Grausen an doch wichsie nicht zurück sie stund um recht zu sehen was es wäre Das Gerüchtvon dem Nixenbrunnen das in der Gegend umlief war ihr nicht unbewußtSie erkannte die weiße Frau nun für die Nymphe des Brunnens und dieseErscheinung schien ihr eine wichtige Familienbegebenheit anzudeutenWelcher Gedanke konnte ihr jetzt näher liegen als der von ihrem GemahlSie zerraufte ihr schwarzgelocktes Haar und erhob eine laute Klage Achdes unglücklichen Tages Wackermann Wackermann Du bist gefallen bistkalt und tot Hast mich zur Wittib gemacht und deine Kinder zu WaisenDa sie so klagte und die Hände rang vernahm sie eine sanfte Stimme ausder Grotte Mathilde sei ohne Furcht ich verkünde dir kein Unglücknahe dich getrost ich bin deine Freundin und mich verlangt mit dir zukosen Die edle Frau fand so wenig Abschreckendes in der Gestalt undRede der Nixe daß sie den Mut hatte die Einladung anzunehmen sie gingin die Grotte die Bewohnerin bot ihr freundlich die Hand,2
+Produced by Rita Farinha and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet This file wasproduced from images generously made available by NationalLibrary of Portugal Biblioteca Nacional de Portugal     Nota de editor Devido à quantidade de erros tipográficos     existentes neste texto foram tomadas várias decisões quanto à     versão final Em caso de dúvida a grafia foi mantida de acordo com     o original No final deste livro encontrará a lista de erros     corrigidos     Rita Farinha Maio 2008PAISAGENS DA CHINA E DO JAPÃOWENCESLAU DE MORAESPaisagensdaChina e do JapãoLISBOALIVRARIA EDITORAVIUVA TAVARES CARDOSO_5 Largo de Camões 6_1906LISBOATyp de Francisco Luiz Gonçalves80 Rua do Alecrim 821906A Camillo Pessanha e João Vasco     _Nos baldões da vida bohemia na confusa successão dos dias e das     scenas acontece que os factos as coisas os individuos invocados     pela pobre memoria exhausta vão perdendo pouco a pouco as suas     qualidades intensivas as suas côres os seus contornos a sua     feição propria emancipandose do real como uma pagina de     aguarella desmerece solta e perdida no espaço e voando com as     brisas diluindose por fim numa emoção generica vaga     indifinivela saudadeA essas duas grandes saudades Camillo     Pessanha e João Vasco dedico hoje este livro_     _Kobe 10 de Abril de 1901_                                              Wenceslau de MoraesAS BORBOLETAS                                                 A J Moreira de SáA lenda das borboletasSão tão lindas as borboletas Quem as vê que não lhes queira ahivagabundando pelo azul dos campos razando as corollas frescasamandose beijandose libertas da larva abjecta como almas de amantesdespidas da miseria terreal a viajarem no infinito São tão lindasas borboletasMas na China são talvez mais lindas do que todas É um deslumbramentosurprehendelas na quietação dos bosques voejando aos pares que setocam que se abraçam e enfiando pelas sombras mysteriosas dosbambuaes com as suas longas azas palpitantes lancioladas em matizesmaravilhosos de negros avelludados de azues meigos de amarellosquentes como se as loucas vestissem cabaias de setim de sedas de altopreçoChocInToi a deliciosa ChocInToi habitava ha longos seculos umapacifica aldeia do Yangtszekiang não longe do logar que hoje se dizShanghae Como fosse muito dada a estudos litterarios e as escolas doseu sexo não lhe satisfizessem a ambição conseguiu que seus paes lhepermittissem o disfarçarse em homem e assim abalou a ir frequentar amais famosa universidade do imperio Volveu ao lar apóz tres annosvolveu tão pura como fôra da sua innocencia ha provas irrecusaveisPara não divagar muito nestas paginas basta dizer a quem me queiraouvir que um lenço de seda branca que ella enterrara na lama empresença duma sua cunhada predisposta a vaticinarlhe rudes lances foidepois tirado sem uma só mancha e sem um só farpão branco puro como aalma da donzella e basta saber que as flôres da sua preferencia queella deixára no jardim rogando aos deuses que as conservassem frescascomo ella assim se conservaram durante a longa ausencia embora comoconsta a cunhada as fosse regando com agua quente tirada da chaleiraDurante os tres annos de seu estudo um companheiro por nomeLeunSanPac intimamente se lhe afeiçoou Era o seu camaradainseparavel o seu irmão dormindo juntos conversando juntos estudandojuntos divagando sonhando e o lorpa do mocinho nunca se apercebeu quetinha a seu lado uma mulherFiguraQuando soou a hora das despedidas cortava o coração vêr o rapazlamentando o futuro isolamento a perda dum amigo como aquelle A moçaconsolavao A moça poisavalhe nos hombros as suas mãos gentis eexhortavao a que se enchesse de coragem a que se entregasse ao amor doestudo té alcançar um alto grau de sapienciaE depois dizialheella entre soluços e depois se com saudade te recordares ainda de mimabala vem vêr me á minha aldeiaE davalhe indicações precisas dologar Despediramse entre chorosA donzella esperou esperou esperouquem poderá descrever essetormento guardando da familia o seu segredo e o moço não appareciaSegundo os usos do paiz os paes destinaramlhe um marido e ella adesolada escrava da obediencia filial obediencia cega indiscutivelque é a base da vida inteira moral do povo china inclinouse acceitousem que uma só queixa proferisseTres dias decorridos depois do contracto nupcial eis que chega á aldeiao pobre LeunSanPac pobre porque a desventura se lhe acerca mas ricode erudição de uma alma culta e occupando um logar proeminenteEncontra o seu amigo encontra o seu irmão mas agora sem disfarces nagraça plena dos seus enlevos femininos na gentil elegancia das vestesque lhe são proprias e com grinaldas de flores na trança negra Decomeço este enigma pouco a pouco explicado confundeo desnorteaomas tudo se aclara da amisade ao amor o salto é rapido Oh elle amaaagora elle amaa de todas as forças do seu ser e no olhar de fogotransluzem mil mysterios de adorações e de desejos É tarde Apalavra dada ao feliz noivo não se quebra Os velhos paes prezam mais doque tudo a propria honraElle parte elle parte para um logar visinho louco com a alma embebidano fel dos desesperos É ainda ella a doce pomba obediente que tentaconsolalo Ella escrevelhe ella dizlhe que a vida não é eterna quea piedade filial arrastaa a um consorcio que só lhe vaticina dores eprantos mas que as almas são livres emigram duns corpos para outrosencarnamse noutros seres que elle socegue aguarde outra existenciapara a qual ella lhe jura,9
+Produced by David WidgerRECOLLECTIONS OF DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTIBy T Hall CaineRoberts Brothers  1883PREFACEOne day towards the close of 1881 Rossetti who was then very ill saidto meHow well I remember the beginning of our correspondence and how littledid I think it would lead to such relations between us as have ensued Iwas at the time very solitary and depressed from various causes andthe letters of so young and ardent a wellwisher though unknown to mepersonally brought solaceYours I said were very valuable to meMine to you were among the largest bodies of literary letters I everwrote others being often letters of personal interestAnd so admirable in themselves I added and so free from thediscussion of any but literary subjects that many of them would bear tobe printed exactly as you penned themThat he said will be for you some day to decideThis was the first hint of any intention upon my part of publishing theletters he had written to me indeed this was the first moment at whichI had conceived the idea of doing so Nothing further on the subject wassaid down to the morning of the Thursday preceding the Sunday on whichhe died when we talked together for the last time on subjects ofgeneral interestsubsequent interviews being concerned wholly withsolicitous inquiries upon my part in common with other anxious friendsas to the nature of his sufferings and the briefest answers from himHow long have we been friends he saidI replied between three and four years from my first corresponding withhimAnd how long did we correspondThree years nearlyWhat numbers of my letters you must possess They may perhaps even yetbe useful to youFrom this moment I regarded the publication of his letters as in somesort a trust and though I must have withheld them for some years if Ihad consulted my own wishes simply I yielded to the necessity that theyshould be published at once rather than run any risk of their not beenpublished at allWhat I have just said will account for the circumstance that I theyoungest and latest of Rossettis friends should be the first to seemto stand towards him in the relation of a biographer I say _seem_ tostand for this is not a biography It was always known to be Rossettiswish that if at any moment after his death it should appear that thestory of his life required to be written the one friend who during manyof his later years knew him most intimately and to whom he unlocked themost sacred secrets of his heart Mr Theodore Watts should write itunless indeed it were undertaken by his brother William But thoughI know that whenever Mr Watts sets pen to paper in pursuance ofsuch purpose and in fulfilment of such charge he will afford us arecognisable portrait of the man vivified by picturesque illustrationthe like of which few other writers could compass I also know fromwhat Rossetti often told me of his friends immersion in all kinds andvarieties of life that years perhaps many years may elapse beforesuch a biography is given to the world My own book is I trust exactlywhat it purports to be a volume of Recollections interwoven withletters and criticism and preceded by such a summary of the leadingfacts in Rossettis life as seems necessary for the elucidation ofsubsequent records I have drawn Rossetti precisely as I found him ineach stage of our friendship exhibiting his many contradictions ofcharacter extenuating nothing and I need hardly add setting downnaught in malice Up to this moment I have never inquired of myselfwhether to those who have known little or nothing of Rossettihitherto mine will seem to be on the whole favourable or unfavourableportraiture but I have trusted my admiration of the poet and affectionfor the friend to penetrate with kindly and appreciative feeling everycomment I have had to offer I was attracted to Rossetti in the firstcase by ardent love of his genius and retained to him ultimately bylove of the man As I have said in the course of these Recollectionsit was largely his unhappiness that held me with others as by a spelland only too sadly in this particular did he in his last year realisehis own picture of Dante at Verona     Yet of the twofold life he led       In chainless thought and fettered will       Some glimpses reach ussomewhat still     Of the steep stairs and bitter bread       Of the souls quest whose stern avow       For years had made him haggard nowI am sensible of the difficulty and delicacy of the task I haveundertaken involving as it does many interests and issues and inevery reference to surviving relatives as well as to other persons nowliving with whom Rossetti was in any way allied I have exercised inall friendliness the best judgment at my commandClements Inn October 1882,63
+Produced by Donald LainsonTHE THREE PARTNERSBy Bret HartePROLOGUEThe sun was going down on the Black Spur Range The red light it hadkindled there was still eating its way along the serried crest showingthrough gaps in the ranks of pines etching out the interstices ofbroken boughs fading away and then flashing suddenly out again likesparks in burntup paper Then the night wind swept down the wholemountain side and began its usual struggle with the shadows upclimbingfrom the valley only to lose itself in the end and be absorbed in theallconquering darkness Yet for some time the pines on the long slopeof Heavy Tree Hill murmured and protested with swaying arms but as theshadows stole upwards and cabin after cabin and tunnel after tunnelwere swallowed up a complete silence followed Only the sky remainedvisiblea vast concave mirror of dull steel in which the stars did notseem to be set but only reflectedA single cabin door on the crest of Heavy Tree Hill had remained open tothe wind and darkness Then it was slowly shut by an invisible figureafterwards revealed by the embers of the fire it was stirring At firstonly this figure brooding over the hearth was shown but as the flamesleaped up two other figures could be seen sitting motionless before itWhen the door was shut they acknowledged that interruption by slightlychanging their position the one who had risen to shut the door sankback into an invisible seat but the attitude of each man was one ofprofound reflection or reserve and apparently upon some common subjectwhich made them respect each others silence However this was at lastbroken by a laugh It was a boyish laugh and came from the youngest ofthe party The two others turned their profiles and glanced inquiringlytowards him but did not speakI was thinking he began in apologetic explanation how mighty queerit was that while we were working like niggers on grub wages withoutthe ghost of a chance of making a strike how we used to sit here nightafter night and flapdoodle and speculate about what wed do if we everDID make one and now Great Scott that we HAVE made it and are justwallowing in gold here we are sitting as glum and silent as if wedhad a washout Why Lord I remember one nightnot so long agoeitherthat you two quarreled over the swell hotel you were going tostop at in Frisco and whether you wouldnt strike straight out forLondon and Rome and Paris or go away to Japan and China and round byIndia and the Red SeaNo we didnt QUARREL over it said one of the figures gently therewas only a little discussionYes but you did though returned the young fellow mischievouslyand you told Stacy there that wed better learn something of theworld before we tried to buy it or even hire it and that it was justas well to get the hayseed out of our hair and the slumgullion off ourboots before we mixed in polite societyWell I dont see whats the matter with that sentiment now returnedthe second speaker goodhumoredly only he added gravely we didntquarrelGod forbidThere was something in the speakers tone which seemed to touch a commonchord in their natures and this was voiced by Barker with sudden andalmost pathetic earnestness I tell you what boys we ought to swearhere tonight to always stand by each otherin luck and out of it Weought to hold ourselves always at each others call We ought to havea kind of password or signal you know by which we could summon eachother at any time from any quarter of the globeCome off the roof Barker murmured Stacy without lifting his eyesfrom the fire But Demorest smiled and glanced tolerantly at the youngermanYes but look here Stacy continued Barker comrades like us inthe old days used to do that in times of trouble and adventures Whyshouldnt we do it in our luckTheres a good deal in that Barker boy said Demorest though asa general thing passwords butter no parsnips and the ordinaryeveryday single yelp from a wolf brings the whole pack together forbusiness about as quick as a password But you cling to that sentimentand put it away with your golddust in your beltWhat I like about Barker is his commodiousness said Stacy Here heis the only man among us that has his future fixed and his preemptionlines laid out and registered Hes already got a girl that hes goingto marry and settle down with on the strength of his luck And Id liketo know what Kitty Carter when shes Mrs Barker would say to herhusband being signaled for from Asia or Africa I dont seem to see hertumbling to any password And when he and she go into a new partnershipI reckon shell let the old one slideThats just where youre wrong said Barker with quickly risingcolor Shes the sweetest girl in the world and shed be sure tounderstand our feelings Why she thinks everything of you two she wasjust eager for you to get this claim which has put us where we arewhen I held back and if it hadnt been for her by Jove we wouldnthave had itThat was only because she cared for YOU returned Stacy with ahalfyawn and now that youve got YOUR share she isnt going to takea breathless interest in US And by the way Id rather YOUD remind usthat we owe our luck to her than that SHE should ever remind YOU of itWhat do you mean said Barker quickly But Demorest here rose lazilyand throwing a gigantic shadow on the wall stood between the two withhis back to the fire He means he said slowly that youre talkingrot and so is he However as yours comes from the heart and his fromthe head I prefer yours But youre both making me tired Lets have afresh dealNobody ever dreamed of contradicting Demorest Nevertheless Barkerpersisted eagerly But isnt it better for us to look at thischeerfully and happily all round Theres nothing criminal in our havingmade a strike It,18
+Produced by Al Haines      This work is licenced under a Creative Commons          AttributionNonCommercialNo Derivative Works 30      Licence                                                                                                        httpcreativecommonsorglicensesbyncnd30     Imperial Empire ConcordancebyAnn WilsonCopyright C 1992 by Ann Wilson                                   AA Imperial English The neutralanimate pronoun  Emperor Changdisliked the fact that there was no good Standard English pronoun thatreferred to a single individual of unknown sex or where sex wasimmaterial so he made use of the Celtic a often written with anaccent mark á by those who use Standard to distinguish it from theindefinite article  is sometimes used when the printingwritingdevice cannot show accent marks  In Imperial English orthography theCyrillic ya reversed R is usedPreparers note The  symbol has been used throughout these storiesin the manner described aboveACADEMY The Imperial Military Academy or Imperial AdministrativeAcademy  Both are headquartered in and have their most prestigiousfacilities in the Antarctica Palace Complex branch Academies arelocated throughout the EmpireAHTO Subsector 12C  No systems 89                          Sector Eridanus    with 3 inhabited planets  2           Ruled by    with 2 inhabited planets 11    with 1 inhabited planet  21AEGIR Subsector 17D  No systems 72                          Sector Indus    with 3 inhabited planets  3           Ruled by    with 2 inhabited planets  8    with 1 inhabited planet  24AGNI Subsector 11B  No systems 153                         Sector Gemini    with 3 inhabited planets  4           Ruled by    with 2 inhabited planets 12    with 1 inhabited planet  24ALANNA Clan  First of the Sandeman clans  Famous for its outstandingedged weaponsALANNA Dana Dru  Originally Dana Manfredi  A Terran woman who sworepersonal fealty to Richard Jason  When Jason repudiated her aftertrying to kill her Dana asked the Alanna clanchiefs help in makingatonement for allowing him to accept an unworthy thakurna  Afterseeing the evidence the Alanna instead asked Clan Miklos to convene aplanetwide conference and asked Clan Vader to rule on both Danas andJasons actions  The decision was that Dana had acted properly andJason had not the Alanna then offered her his clans countenanceessentially adoption and when she accepted claimed Chiefs Right onher behalf  The conference agreed with that banning Jason from anybusiness in Subsector Sandeman declaring his property forfeit andgiving him a day to get offworld or be killed by the first warrior whosaw him  It also named Dana to the warrior caste and gave her theright to wear honorblack  ThakurNaALDRAS  Sector 16 Virgo                            Year  Subsector C Ishtar                         Day  System Elder                                Gravity  Settledestablished                         Axial tilt  By                                          Oxygen  Satellites                                   Water  Ident code prefix ALS                       Continents  Ruled by Fayette family  Barbara TennisonALPH Subsector 17A  No systems 95                          Sector Indus    with 3 inhabited planets  3           Ruled by    with 2 inhabited planets  9    with 1 inhabited planet  20ALTERNATE UNIVERSES  Until the first ship from,21
+Produced by Roger Frank and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetIllustration Randerson watches the newcomers Page 2                             THE RANGE BOSS                                   BY                          CHARLES ALDEN SELTZER                               AUTHOR OF                      THE BOSS OF THE LAZY Y ETC                             ILLUSTRATED BY                          FRANK E SCHOONOVER                                NEW YORK                            GROSSET  DUNLAP                               PUBLISHERS                               Copyright                          A C McClurg  Co                                  1916                                                        Published September 1916                                                       Copyrighted in Great Britain                                CONTENTS            CHAPTER                                     PAGE                  I  At Calamity Crossing                  1                 II  The Sympathetic Rescuer              12                III  At the Flying W                      33                 IV  A Memory of the Rider                42                  V  Love vs Business                    56                 VI  A Man and His Job                    65                VII  How an Insult Was Avenged            78               VIII  What Uncle Jepson Heard              97                 IX  Somethins Gone Out of Them       104                  X  The Law of the Primitive            111,13
+Produced by Marilynda FraserCunliffe Sam W and theOnline Distributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetThis file was made using scans of public domain worksfrom the University of Michigan Digital LibrariesTranscribers NoteGreek has been transliterated in this version of the etext and issurrounded by  symbols like this                    THE           SYMPATHY OF RELIGIONS                AN ADDRESS  DELIVERED AT HORTICULTURAL HALL BOSTON             February 6 1870                     BY         THOMAS WENTWORTH HIGGINSON                   BOSTON        _REPRINTED FROM THE RADICAL_        OFFICE 25 BROMFIELD STREET                    1871THE SYMPATHY OF RELIGIONSBY THOMAS WENTWORTH HIGGINSONOur true religious life begins when we discover that there is an InnerLight not infallible but invaluable which lighteth every man thatcometh into the world Then we have something to steer by and it ischiefly this and not an anchor that we need The human soul likeany other noble vessel was not built to be anchored but to sail Ananchorage may indeed be at times a temporary need in order to makesome special repairs or to take fresh cargo in yet the naturaldestiny of both ship and soul is not the harbor but the ocean to cutwith even keel the vast and beautiful expanse to pass from island onto island of more than Indian balm or to continents fairer thanColumbus won or best of all steering close to the wind to extractmotive power from the greatest obstacles Men must forget the eternitythrough which they have yet to sail when they talk of anchoring hereupon this bank and shoal of time It would be a tragedy to see theshipping of the world whitening the seas no more and idly riding atanchor in Atlantic ports but it would be more tragic to see a worldof souls fascinated into a fatal repose and renouncing their destinyof motionAnd as with individuals so with communities The great historicreligions of the world are not so many stranded hulks left to perishThe best of them are all in motion All over the world the divineinfluence moves men There is a sympathy in religions and thissympathy is shown alike in their origin their records and theirprogress Men are ceasing to disbelieve and learning to believe moreI have worshiped in an Evangelical church when thousands rose to theirfeet at the motion of one hand I have worshiped in a Roman Catholicchurch when the lifting of one finger broke the motionless multitudeinto twinkling motion till the magic sign was made and all was stillonce more But I never for an instant have supposed that thisconcentrated moment of devotion was more holy or more beautiful thanwhen one cry from a minaret hushes a Mohammedan city to prayer orwhen at sunset the low invocation Oh the gem in the lotusohthe gem in the lotus goes murmuring like the cooing of many dovesacross the vast surface of Thibet True the gem in the lotus meansnothing to us but it means as much to the angels as the Lamb ofGod for it is a symbol of aspirationEvery year brings new knowledge of the religions of the world andevery step in knowledge brings out the sympathy between them They allshow the same aim the same symbols the same forms the sameweaknesses the same aspirations Looking at these points of unity wemight say there is but one religion under many forms whose essentialcreed is the Fatherhood of God and the Brotherhood of Mandisguisedby corruptions symbolized by mythologies ennobled by virtuesdegraded by vices but still the same Or if passing to a closeranalysis we observe the shades of difference we shall find in thesevarying faiths the several instruments which perform what Cudworthcalls the Symphony of Religions And though some may stir likedrums and others soothe like flutes and others like violins commandthe whole range of softness and of strength yet they are all alikeinstruments and nothing in any one of them is so wondrous as thegreat laws of sound which equally control them allAmid so much war and contest and variety of opinion said MaximusTyrius you will find one consenting conviction in every land thatthere is one God the King and Father of all God being one saidAristotle only receives various names from the variousmanifestations we perceive Sovereign God said Cleanthes in thatsublime prayer which Paul quoted whom men invoke under many namesand who rulest alone  it is to thee that all nations shouldaddress themselves for we all are thy children So Origen theChristian Father frankly says that no man can be blamed for callingGods name in Egyptian nor in Scythian nor in such other language ashe best knowsATo say that different races worship different Gods is like sayingthat they are warmed by different suns The names differ but the sunis the same and so is God As there is but one source of light andwarmth so there is but one source of religion To this all nationstestify alike We have yet but a part of our Holy Bible The time willcome when as in the middle ages all pious books will be calledsacred scriptures _Scripturæ Sacræ_ From the most remote portions ofthe earth from the Vedas and the Sagas from Plato and ZoroasterConfucius and Mohammed from the Emperor Marcus Antoninus and theslave Epictetus from the learned Alexandrians and the ignorant Gallanegroes there will be gathered hymns and prayers and maxims in,21
+Produced by Nick Hodson of London EnglandThe First Mate by Harry Collingwood________________________________________________________________________The hero of this story is Walter Leigh who takes a job as second mateaboard a gasolinepowered yacht owned by a Mrs Vansittart whosehusband is an American industrialist  Julius Vansittart is a rathernasty 12yearold who despite his life being saved by Leigh when hehad fallen overboard hates the English and never misses an opportunityof being as unpleasant as possible even to the point of stupidityThere are numerous disasters in this story with the First Mates deathoccurring soon after the start of the book and Leighs promotion to theposition  After that there are an attack by pirates a shipwreck anattack by hostile natives all of which Leigh does his best to copewith  Eventually even the dreadful Julius becomes a bit more civilisedand apologises for his bad behaviour hithertoThey drop a large number of floating messages asking for help into thesea and eventually they are rescued  This is not a very long booktaking only 85 hours to read as an audiobook________________________________________________________________________THE FIRST MATE BY HARRY COLLINGWOODCHAPTER ONETHE STELLA MARIS AND MRS VANSITTARTWell young man what do you think of herThe question was addressed to me in a very pleasantly modulated femalevoice carrying just the slightest suspicion of an American accent  Forthe fraction of a second I was a wee bit startled  I had not had theghost of a suspicion that anyone was nearer me than the gang oflabourers who were busily engaged in unloading a big delivery wagon andtransferring the contents in the shape of numerous packing cases tothe deck of the vessel which I was scrutinising  It was afternoon of agrey day in the latter part of October three years ago and the scenewas one of the wharves of the east basin of the London Docks roundwhich I had been prowling in search of a ship  I had been thus engagedever since nine oclock that morning interviewing skippers and matesso far unsuccessfully when I was brought up all standing by findingmyself in close proximity to a whitehulled shiprigged craft of Iestimated some two thousand five hundred tons measurementShe was steelbuilt with steel lower masts bowsprit and lower andtopsail yards and even if she had not been sporting the ensign of theNew York Yacht Club at her ensign staff and its burgee at her mainroyalmasthead I should still have known her for a yacht from theperfection of her lines the dainty and exquisite beauty of her shapethe whiteness of her decks notwithstanding their somewhat litteredcondition the beautiful modelling of her boats her polished teakrails and generally the high finish and perfect cleanliness of her deckfittings  She was as heavily rigged as a frigate moreover although noguns were visible I observed that her maindeck bulwarks were piercedwith six ports of a side in the wake of which steel racers were boltedto the deck also she sported hammock rails which I had never seenbefore except in pictures of oldfashioned wooden menowar  A giltcable moulding ornamented her sheer strake a beautifully carved andgilded fulllength figure of a woman wearing a star of cutglass facetson her forehead formed her figurehead and her quarters were adornedwith a considerable amount of gilded scrollwork  Her elliptical sternbore in large gilded block letters the words Stella Maris  New YorkAs the enquiry with which I have opened this story reached my ears Iwheeled round and found myself face to face with a little lady  She wasvery richly dressed in silk and furs quite colourless as to complexionbut with a fine pair of deep violet eyes and a quantity of dark chestnuthair loosely coiled under an immense hat rigged with black ostrichplumes  I put her down in my own mind as being something overthirtysix years of age and I subsequently learned that I was not veryfar outHer eyes were dancing with amusement as I wheeled sharply round uponher and as my hand went up to my cap she laughed a low musical laughGuess I startled you some didnt I she remarked in that pleasantvoice of hers  You were so completely absorbed by the charms of_Stella Maris_ that you had neither eyes nor ears for anybody elseWell what do you think of herI was bareheaded by this time but still a trifle confused at thesuddenness and unconventionality of my companions address yet Iquickly recovered my equanimityShe is the most lovely craft I ever set eyes on bar none I answeredwith enthusiasmYes she is a real daisy agreed my companion  Do you know what sheisI know what she ought to be I said and that is flagship of theClub  But I see by her burgee that she is merely the property of one ofits membersThat is so returned the lady but I guess its good enough  Saywould you like to go aboard and have a look at her from insideIndeed I should if her owner would notI hesitatedWell come along then cut in my companion  Im the owner and Ipromise you that I wontSo saying my strange acquaintance led the way to a narrow gang plankstretching from the wharf to the ships poop  Laughingly declining myproffered assistance she tripped lightly along it and as lightlysprang down upon the deck of narrow planking paid with whiteleadinstead of the more usual pitchAllowing me a few moments to look round my companion presently led meforward to the break of the poop where standing at the head of one ofthe ladders leading down to the maindeck I obtained a view of thewhole length of the ship  The first thing to attract my attention wasthe wheelhouse a teak structure raised upon massive steel standardslofty enough to allow the helmsman a clear view ahead and asternSome ten feet ahead of it was the after hatchway the coamings of whichstood about eighteen inches high and like those aboard a manowarwere protected by rails and stanchions  The hatchway was open andthere was a ladder leading down through it,41
+Produced by Svend RomTHE ORIGINS OF CONTEMPORARY FRANCE VOLUME 6THE MODERN REGIME VOLUME 2by Hippolyte A TaineContentsBOOK FIFTH The Church     Chapter I Moral Institutions     Chapter Ii     Chapter IiiBook Sixth Public Instruction     Chapter I     Chapter Ii     Chapter Iii Evolution Between 1814 And 1890,4
+Produced by Roger Frank and the Online Distributed Proofreading Teamat httpwwwpgdpnetTHE BRANDING IRONTHE BRANDING IRONBYKATHARINE NEWLIN BURTGROSSET  DUNLAPPUBLISHERS NEW YORKBY ARRANGEMENT WITH HOUGHTON MIFFLIN COMPANYCOPYRIGHT 1919 BY THE RIDGWAY COMPANYCOPYRIGHT 1919 BY KATHARINE N BURTALL RIGHTS RESERVEDCLPRINTED IN THE U S ACONTENTSBook OneTHE TWOBAR BRAND   I  Joan Reads by Firelight                        3  II  Pierre Lays his Hand on a Heart               12 III  Two Pictures in the Fire                      21  IV  The SinBuster                                25   V  Pierre Becomes Alarmed about his Property     32  VI  Pierre Takes Steps to Preserve his Property   42 VII  The Judgment of God                           51VIII  Delirium                                      56  IX  Dried RoseLeaves                             61   X  Prosper Comes to a Decision                   72  XI  The Whole Duty of Woman                       80 XII  A Matter of Taste                             91XIII  The Training of a Leopardess                 100 XIV  Joan Runs Away                               105  XV  Nerves and Intuition                         116 XVI  The Tall Child                               124XVII  Concerning Marriage                          133Book TwoTHE ESTRAY   I  A Wild Cat                                   151  II  Morenas Wife                                161 III  Jane                                         170  IV  Flight                                       182   V  Lucks Play                                  191  VI  Joan and Prosper                             205 VII  Aftermath                                    215VIII  Against the Bars                             227  IX  Gray Envelopes                               236   X  The Spider                                   255  XI  The Clean Wild Thing                         266 XII  The Leopardess,7
+Produced by Gerard Arthus and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet This book wasproduced from scanned images of public domain materialfrom the Google Print projectThe Spirit Proper to the TimesA SERMONPREACHED IN KINGS CHAPEL BOSTONSUNDAY MAY 12 1861BYJAMES WALKER DDPRINTED AT THE REQUEST OF THE WARDENS OF THE SOCIETYBOSTONPRESS OF GEO C RAND  AVERYNO 3 CORNHILL1861SERMON    With such sacrifices God is well pleased_Hebrews_ xiii 16I am to speak of public spirit as manifested in a willingness to makesacrifices for the public goodThe necessity for making sacrifices would seem to be founded in thisas we cannot have every thing we must be willing to sacrifice somethings in order to obtain or secure others Wicked men recognize andact upon this principle Can you not recall more than one person inyour own circle of acquaintances who is sacrificing his health hisgood name his domestic comfort to vicious indulgences Worldlypeople recognize and act upon this principle Look at that miser heis hoarding up his thousands and his tens of thousands but in orderto do so is he not sacrificing every thing which makes life worthhaving It is a mistake to suppose that religion or morality or thepublic necessities ever call upon us to make greater sacrifices thanthose which men are continually making to sin and the world tofashion and fame to the lust of the flesh the lust of the eyes andthe pride of lifeIn times of ease and abundance and tranquillity the public takescare of itself There are few sacrifices on the part of individualsfor the public good because there are few occasions for suchsacrifices They are not made because not called for because notneeded Moreover private benevolence is apt at such times to becomeless active and for the same reason that is to say because lessof it is requiredThis state of things is seized upon by those who are eager to put theworst possible construction on human nature and human conduct asevidence of extreme degeneracy How often are we to be told that ourpresent troubles are sent upon us in order to lift the whole communityout of the mire of moneygetting propensities where every thing likepublic spirit was in danger of being swallowed up and lost I protestagainst this wholesale abuse of what has beenat best a grossexaggeration The whole truth in this matter is told in a few wordsBy constitution by habit by circumstances our people are intenselyactive and this activity for want of other objects has been turnedinto the channels of material prosperity If therefore you merelyaffirm their excessive eagerness in acquisition I grant it but ifnot content with this you go on to charge them with being niggards inexpending what they have acquired I deny it emphatically utterlyRead the history of what has been done in this commonwealth in thiscity during the last twentyfive years for humanity for educationfor science and the arts for every form of public use or human needand then say if you can that public spirit has been dying out Ourpeople have never been otherwise than public spirited and hence thepromptness and unanimity of their response to this new call to publicduty Hence also our confidence in itnot as an excitement merelywhich a day has made and a day may unmake but as an expression ofcharacterLet us however be just to the excitement itself considered as thesudden and spontaneous uprising of a whole community to sustain thegovernment We need demonstrations of this kind from time to timeto reassure us that all men have souls It is worth a great dealmerely as an experiment on a large scale to prove that the moral andsocial instincts are as much a part of human nature as the selfishinstincts But he must be a superficial observer who can see nothingin this vast movement but the play of instincts It is a great moralforceNot a little of what passes for loyalty or patriotism in othercountries is blind impulse growing out of mere attachment to thesoil or the power of custom or a helpless feeling of dependence onthings as they are If my father in his grave could hear of thiswar said a Spanish peasant his bones would not rest Yet whatearthly interest what intelligible concern had Spanish peasants inthe rivalships and struggles of princes who thought of nothing buttheir own or their family aggrandizement Of such loyalty of suchpatriotism there never has been much in this country and there neverwill be The loyal and patriotic States have risen up as one man tomaintain the government because the government represents the greatideas of order and liberty It is not an excitement of irritationmerely or of wounded vanity or of a selfish and discomfitedambition It is as I have said a great moral force a reverence fororder and liberty an excitement if you will have it so but anexcitement resting on solid and intelligible principle and onetherefore which trial and sacrifice will be likely to convert intoearnest and solemn purposeI suppose some are full of concern as to the effect which trial andsacrifice will really have on this new outbreak of public spirit Theyfear that suffering for our principles will abate our confidence inthem or at least our interest in them and so the ardor will dieaway So doubtless it will in some cases for every community hasits representatives of the seed that was sown on stony ground butit will be the exception and not the rule Human nature if it hasfair play will never lead a single individual to think less of aprivilege or blessing merely because it has cost more When hasreligion interested men the most and the most generally Precisely atthose times when men were religious at the greatest sacrificesIndeed it is on this principle that we explain the decay of a properlove of country among us for the last twenty or thirty years it isbecause we have had so little to do for our country A foreign wareven a famine or a pestilence if it had been sufficiently severewould have saved us from our,21
+Produced by D Alexander and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet This file wasproduced from images generously made available by TheInternet Archive  The  Prodigal Father  BY  J STORER CLOUSTON  AUTHOR THE LUNATIC AT LARGE  A COUNTY FAMILY ETC  New York  The Century Co  1909  Copyright 1909 by  J STORER CLOUSTON  _Published September 1909_  J F TAPLEY CO  NEW YORK     WITH GRATEFUL ACKNOWLEDGMENT TO AN UNKNOWN CORRESPONDENT WHO ONCE     MADE A CERTAIN SUGGESTION IF HE READS THIS STORY HE PERHAPS WILL     REMEMBER                                   J S CTHE PRODIGAL FATHERINTRODUCTORYIn one of the cable tramway cars which at a reverential paceperambulate the city of Edinburgh two citizens conversed The windswithout blew gustily and filled the air with sounds like a stream inflood the traffic clattered noisily over the causeway the car itselfthrummed and rattled but the voices of the two were hushed Said theoneIts the most extraordinary thing ever I heard ofIts all that said the other in fact its pairfectlyincomprehensibleMr Walkingshaw of all peopleOf Walkingshaw and Gilliflowerthats the thing that fair takes mybreath away added the other as though the firm was an even surerguarantee of respectability than the honored name of the senior partnerThey shook their heads ominously It was clear this was no ordinaryportent they were discussingDo you think has he taken toThe first citizen finished his question by a crooking of his upturnedlittle finger one of those many delicate symbols by which the northBriton indicates a failing not uncommon in his climateIts a curious thing replied his friend that I havent heard thatgiven as an explanation Of course hes not a teetotalerOh none ever insinuated that put in the other with the air of onewho desired to do justice even to the most erringOn the other hand hes ay had the name of being one of the mostrespectable men in the town just an example theyve always told meI knew him fine myself in a business way and thats just theexpression Id have usedan ExampleRespected by allAn elder and what notA fine business he hasHis daughter married a Ramornie of PettigrewThey shook their heads again if possible more gravely than beforeHe must be going off his headHe must be gone Id sayYon speech he made was an outrage to common sense and decencyAnd about his sons marriageThats Andrew Walkingshawhis partnerAyeOh youve heard the story then I wonder is it trueI had it on the best authorityThey pursed their lips solemnlyThe mans madBut think of letting him loose to make a public exhibition of himselfIts an awfu end to a respected careerin fact its positivelydiscouragingYoure right youre right If as respectable a liver as him ends thatwaywell wellIn this strain and with such comments exceedingly natural under thecircumstances did his fellowcitizens discuss the remarkable thing thatbefell Mr Walkingshaw And yet they could see only the outward symptomsor manifestations of this thing Now that the full circumstances aremade public it will be generally conceded that few wellauthenticatedoccurrences have ever at first sight seemed less probable This hasactually been advanced as an argument for their suppression but sinceenough has already leaked out to whet the public curiosity and indeedto lead to damaging misconceptions in a city so unused to phenomenaother than meteorological it is considered wisest that the unvarnishedfacts should be placed in the hands of a scrupulous editor and allowedto speak for themselvesPART ITHE PRODIGAL FATHERCHAPTER IAt a certain windy corner in the famous city of Edinburgh a number ofbrass plates were affixed to the framework of a door On the largest andbrightest of them appeared the legend Walkingshaw  Gilliflower WSand on no other sheet of brass in Scotland were more respectable namesinscribed For the benefit of the Sassenach and other foreigners it maybe explained that WS is a condensation of Writers to the Signetaspecies of beatified solicitor holding a position so esteemed soenviable and so intensely reputable that the only scandal previouslywhispered in connection with a member of this class proved innocentlyexplicable upon the discovery that he was affianced to the ladys auntThe building in which the firm had their office formed one end of anaustere range of dark stone houses overlooking a street paved with cubesof granite and confronted by a precisely similar line of houses on thefarther side The whole sloped somewhat steeply down a hill up whichand down which a stimulating breeze careered and eddied during threehundred days of the year Had you thrust your head out of the officewindows and looked down the street you could have seen generallybeneath a gray sky and through a haze of smoke an inspiring glimpse ofdistant sea with yet more distant hills beyond But Mr Walkingshaw hadno time for looking gratis out of his window to see unprofitable viewsThe gray street had been the background to nearly fifty years ofdignified labor on behalf of the most respectable clientsHis full name was James Heriot Walkingshaw but it had been earlyrecognized that James was too brief a designation and Jimmie tootrivial for one of his parts and presence and so he was universallyknown as Heriot Walkingshaw His antecedents were as respectable as hisclients One of his eight greatgreatgrandfathers owned a landed estatein the county of Peebles one of his maternal uncles was a theologicalprofessor in the University of Aberdeen and his father before him hadbeen a WS Young Heriot himself was brought up on porridge the tawsethe Shorter Catechism and an allowance of five shillings a week Hisparents were both prudent and pious Throughout such portions of theSabbath as they did not spend with their offspring in their pew theykept them indoors behind drawn blinds His mother kissed young Heriotseldom and severely with a cold smack like a hailstone and neverpermitted him,13
+Produced by Roger Frank and the Online DistributedProofreading Canada Team at httpwwwpgdpcanadanetPRESCOTT OF SASKATCHEWANIllustration IT SEEMED PRUDENT TO PLACE AS LONG A DISTANCE AS POSSIBLEBETWEEN THEM AND THE SETTLEMENTPage 158PRESCOTT OF SASKATCHEWANBYHAROLD BINDLOSSAUTHOR OFTHE LONG PORTAGERANCHING FOR SYLVIAWINSTON OF THE PRAIRIE ETCWITH A FRONTISPIECE IN COLOR BYW HERBERT DUNTONGROSSET  DUNLAPPUBLISHERS  NEW YORKALL RIGHTS RESERVED INCLUDING THAT OF TRANSLATIONINTO FOREIGN LANGUAGES INCLUDING THE SCANDINAVIANCOPYRIGHT 1913 BY FREDERICK A STOKES COMPANYPUBLISHED IN ENGLAND UNDER THE TITLE THE WASTRELAugust 1913CONTENTSCHAPTER                                PAGE     I  JERNYNGHAMS HAPPY THOUGHT       1    II  MURIEL SEES THE WEST            12   III  JERNYNGHAM MAKES A DECISION     23    IV  MURIEL FEELS REGRET             35     V  THE MYSTERY OF THE MUSKEG       45    VI  A DEAL IN LAND                  57   VII  THE SEARCH                      67  VIII  A DAY ON THE PRAIRIE            79    IX  PRESCOTT MAKES A PROMISE        92     X  A NEW CLUE                     102    XI  A REVELATION                   113   XII  PRESCOTTS FLIGHT              123  XIII  THE CONSTRUCTION CAMP          131   XIV  ON THE TRAIL                   141    XV  MISS FOSTERS ESCORT           153   XVI  THE MISSIONARYS ALLY          168  XVII  THE PASSAGE OF THE MOUNTAINS   183 XVIII  DEFEAT                         195   XIX  PRESCOTTS RETURN              206    XX  MURIEL RELIEVES HER MIND       216   XXI  WANDLE TAKES PRECAUTIONS       227  XXII  JERNYNGHAM MAKES A DISCOVERY   237 XXIII  A NIGHT RIDE                   249  XXIV  MURIEL PROVES OBDURATE         261   XXV  A WOMANS INFLUENCE            272  XXVI  PRESCOTT MAKES INQUIRIES       284 XXVII  STARTLING NEWS                 296XXVIII  THE END OF THE PURSUIT         306  XXIX  JERNYNGHAM BREAKS DOWN         318   XXX  PRESCOTTS VINDICATION         332PRESCOTT OF SASKATCHEWANCHAPTER IJERNYNGHAMS HAPPY THOUGHTThe air was cooling down toward evening at Sebastian where anunpicturesque collection of wooden houses stand upon a branch line on theCanadian prairie The place is not attractive during the earlier portionof the short northern summer when for the greater part of every week itlies sweltering in heat in spite of the strong west winds that drivedustclouds through its rutted streets As a rule during the remainingday or two the temperature sharply falls thunder crashes betweendownpours of heavy rain and the wet plank sidewalks provide abadlyneeded refuge from the cementlike gumbo mireThe day however had been cloudless and unusually hot Prescott haddriven in from his wheat farm at some distance from the settlement andhe now walked toward the hotel He was twentyeight years old of averageheight and rather spare figure his face which had been deeply bronzedby frost and sun was what is called open his gray eyes were clear andsteady the set of his lips and mould of chin firm He looked honest andgoodnatured but one who could when necessary sturdily hold his ownHis attire was simple a wide gray hat a saffroncolored shirt withflannel collar and a light tweed suit something the worse for wearAs he passed along the sidewalk he looked about The small frame houseswere destitute of paint and any pretense of beauty a number of them hadraised square fronts which hid the shingled roofs but beyond the end ofthe street there was the prairie stretching back to the horizon In theforeground it was a sweep of fading green and pale ocher farther off itwas tinged with gray and purple and where it cut the glow of green andpink on the skyline a long birch bluff ran in a cold blue smear To theleft of the opening rose three grain elevators huge wooden towers withtheir tops narrowed in and devices of stars and flourbags painted onthem At their feet ran,61
+Produced by The Online Distributed Proofreading Team athttpwwwpgdpnetFor the reader The notation oe is used in this text to indicate thepresence of the oeligature in the original text Further transcribersnotes to be found at the end of the textIllustration THE CATHEDRAL OF NOTRE DAME AT RHEIMSWORLDS WAR EVENTS        RECORDED BY STATESMEN  COMMANDERS        HISTORIANS AND BY MEN WHO FOUGHT OR SAW        THE GREAT CAMPAIGNSCOMPILED AND EDITED BYFRANCIS J REYNOLDSFORMER REFERENCE LIBRARIAN  LIBRARY OF CONGRESSANDALLEN L CHURCHILL        ASSOCIATE EDITOR THE STORY OF THE GREAT WAR        ASSOCIATE EDITOR THE NEW INTERNATIONAL        ENCYCLOPEDIAVOLUME IIllustration        P F COLLIER  SON COMPANY        NEW YORKCopyright 1919BY P F COLLIER  SON COMPANYWORLDS WAR EVENTSVOLUME I        BEGINNING WITH THE CAUSES OF THE WAR        AND THE INVASION OF BELGIUM IN        1914 AND CARRYING THE HISTORY        OF THE WAR TO        THE CLOSE OF        1915CONTENTS  ARTICLE                                        PAGE      I WHAT CAUSED THE WAR                       7            _Baron Beyens_     II THE DEFENSE OF LIÈGE                     41            _Charles Bronne_    III THE GREAT RETREAT                        62            _Sir John French_     IV THE BATTLE OF THE MARNE                  73            _Sir John French_      V HOW THE FRENCH FOUGHT                    83            _French Official Account_     VI THE RACE FOR THE CHANNEL                 96            _French Official Account_    VII THE LAST DITCH IN BELGIUM               108            _Arno Dosch_   VIII WHY TURKEY ENTERED THE WAR              125            _Roland G Usher_     IX THE FALKLAND SEA FIGHT                  142            _A N Hilditch_      X CRUISE OF THE EMDEN                     176            _Captain Mücke_     XI CAPTURE OF TSINGTAO                    198            _A N Hilditch_    XII GALLIPOLI                               221            _A John Gallishaw_   XIII GAS SECOND BATTLE OF YPRES             240            _Colonel E D Swinton_    XIV THE CANADIANS AT YPRES                  248            _By the Canadian Record Officer_     XV SINKING OF THE LUSITANIA                277            _Judicial Decision by Judge J M Mayer_    XVI MOUNTAIN WARFARE                        313            _Howard C Felton_   XVII THE GREAT CHAMPAGNE OFFENSIVE OF 1915   322            _Official Account of the French Headquarters Staff_  XVIII THE TRAGEDY OF EDITH CAVELL,9
+Produced by Andrew Sly Dave Morgan and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetFINNA BIBLIOTEKO ESPERANTA No 1JOHANNES LINNANKOSKIBATALO PRI LA DOMO HEIKKILÄ  PERMESITE TRADUKIS  VILHO SETÄLÄELDONA AKCIA SOCIETO OTAVAHELSINGFORSO FINNLANDO  PRESEJO DE K F PUROMIES A S  HELSINGFORSO 1919Johannes Linnankoskiestas pseuxdonimo de _Juho Vihtori Peltonen_ 18691913 konatakiel unu el la plej eminentaj modernaj verkistoj en FinnlandoLi studis en instruista seminario en Jyväskylä kaj sin dedicxisal praktikaj okupadoj kiel redaktoro sekretario de terkulturasocieto k t p cxie montrante eksterordinaran energion kajpraktikan senton Sed en la jaro 1899 li subite forlasis cxiujnaliajn okupojn kaj komencis literaturan verkadon Unue aperistradukoj kaj praktikaj verkoj Verkistamatoro Elokvento Librode elpensajxoj poste kelkaj noveletoj La verkistan nomon li farisal si per sia unua ampleksa verko la dramo Eterna batalo kiukaptas la biblian temon pri Abelo kaj Kaino kaj pliprofundigas laantagonismon inter ili al eterna batalo tra la tuta homa historiobatalado inter la sciema regema homa menso kaj la religia sindonemoal la Eternulo Ankoraux pli populara igxis la sekvinta verko romanoKanto pri la fajrorugxa floro 1905 kies heroo estasfinna tipo DonJuana flotisto kiu post multe da facilanimaj sedcxarme kaj majstre pentritaj amaj aventuroj solidigxas kaj edzigxinteevoluas gxis firma morala persono verko tradukita en multajnEuxropajn lingvojn Gravan lokon en lia produkto okupas du rakontojBatalo pri la domo Heikkilä1 1905 kaj La fugantoj 1908ambaux priskriboj de kampara vivo la laste nomita estas konsideratakiel kulminacio je beletristika vidpunkto Aliaj menciindaj verkojestas Simsono kaj Delilo kaj La filino de Jefto ambaux en 1911aperintaj dramaj poezioj  Piednoto 1 Prononcu cx _hejkila_ kun akcento sur la unua  silabo Aliaj nomoj en cxi tiu libro estas prononcataj  Paavola_pavola_ Väliportti_valiporti_ kun akcento sur la  unua silabo La sono _ä_ estas inter _a_ kaj _e_Linnankoski estis energia agema karaktero Li celis altigi sin memkaj aliajn morale kaj kulture De tio devenas la forta volemo ecxtendencemo de lia tuta vivlaboro gxia potenca patoso deviganta alagoj celanta al altaj naciaj kaj homaj celoj Linnankoski estisardanta kaj ardiganta idealisto kiu subigis sian arton al homindajceladoj Sed samfoje li estis poeto kun io delikata kaj sentema purakaj feina kio mirinde kontrastas kun liaj fortaj ideoj kaj sentigasstrangan virinecon en la vireca viro kaj donas cxarman songxemon alla plej multaj el liaj verkoj Cxi tiu antagonismo en lia karaktero ebleklarigas lian dramistan talentonCxio tio rebrilas klare el la verko cxi tie prezentata al lainternacia publiko Gxi estas unu el la plej reprezentaj el laprodukto de Linnankoski kaj samfoje unu el la plej brilaj perloj definna literaturoBATALO PRI LA DOMO HEIKKILÄIGxi estis kiel fermita horlogxola domoNe lauxsxajne cxar gxiaj pordegoj estis malfermitaj por cxiuj porcxiu vizitanto trovigxis amika vorto kaj cxiu mizerulo sciis ke cxela mastrino de Heikkilä li ricevos la plej abundan dononkaj tiun elvarma manoSed esence gxi estis kiel sxrankhorlogxo kiu certe montras siajncifertabulon kaj montrilojn kaj batas la horon auxdate de cxiu sedzorge kasxas sian internan konstruonEkzistas homoj kiuj ne malkasxas al la proksimulo ecx antauxcxambrananguleton el sia interna estajxo Sed ecx el la movoj de la internajradoj de tiaj sxajne komplete fermitaj horlogxoj elsxteligxas cxiamiu sono gxis la oreloj de flankulojEl Heikkilä dum jaroj estis auxdata neniu klara ekkrako de radonur iaspeca susuro kiu iel ondetadis cxirkaux la tuta domokaj kasxiris kiel mistera resono funde cxe cxiuj agoj tie sed kiesvera esenco restis neklara por cxiujLa fokuso de la enigmo estis la mastrinoSxi estis longa virino kun energiaj trajtoj kaj sxia tuta estajxoprezentis ion sincere bonan kaj nekasxitan antaux cxiu Sed nur gxisdifinita limokiu gxin transpasxis pentisKelkiuj tion provisKelkaj sxiaj kunuloj el infaneco ne povis dum la unuaj tempoj de sxiaedzineco sin deteni de scivolaj demandoj konfidenciaj cxu sxi estisfelicxa kaj tian ceteron Sed tiam la antauxe tiom milda kaj amikaAnjo de Heikkilä rigidigxis kiel sxtono kaj jxetis nenion dirantetian rigardon al la demandinto ke cxi tiu sentis sin parolintanedece kaj kvazaux petante pardonon komencis paroli pri alioFadenkolportistoj kaj similaj vizitantoj ankaux provis siansxanconnerekte nature Sed apenaux ili pintigis la busxon kiamili vidis la mastrinon antaux si tiel malvarme trapenetranta ke ilinesciis per kiaj langoturnoj sin elsxovi tra la pordoPlej mirinde estis ke ecx la servistoj nenion sciis kvazaux ecxili transirinte la sojlon de Heikkilä jxuris cxiaman silenton Cxuili estis malpermesataj paroli Neili lauxdire nur nenion sciisLa mastro estas tia kia li estas kiel cxiu vidas kaj egalulon alla mastrino oni vane sercxus en sep komunumoj kiel cxiu vidas Jencxio Cxu ili sentis la samon kiel aliaj la silentan pretendemon dela malvarme diskreta digneco de la mastrino alliganta la langajntendenojn Aux kio gxi estis kiu envolvis cxion pri la domo kunnepenetrebla krepuskoKlare estis tamen ke sur la fundo fluis profunda akvo ke intergxiaj muroj batalis fortegojpri tio oni vidis kelkajn estunemultajn sxauxmelsxprucojn kiuj siatempe kauxzis suficxe dapridiskutoLa mastrino estis la solfilino en la domo kaj edzinigxis tre junaTiam tuj post la festo okazis en sxi unua sxangxigxo okulvideblapor cxiula gaja sincera knabino igxis subite serioza kaj kasxemaTio estis des pli stranga cxar la gajeco kaj malkasxemo estisfamiliaj ecoj la virinoj de Heikkilä estis de antikvaj tempojankoraux kun sesdek kaj sepdek jaroj egale gajaj kiel la plej multajcxe dekses jarojLa aero estis plena je supozoj Cxu sxiaj gepatroj devigis sxin alkontrauxvola edzinigxo Pri tio neniu havis scieton kaj gxi estisecx nekomprenebla cxar ankaux la juna mastro estis el familiodistingita kaj konsiderata kiel ricxa kvankam kun iom malsimilakaraktero ol la Heikkiläa Cxu sxi eble havis junamiton kiuankoraux ne forigxis el la menso Ankaux tio estis neebla cxar tiajaferoj ne restas sekretaj Cxu la interrilatoj de la juna paro estismalbonaj Pri tio ekzistis neniaj pruvojla solajxo pri kiu onisciis estis la stranga sxangxigxo en la mastrino kiu kvazauxenvualis en griza nubo cxion cxe sxiUnu fojon tamen ekbrilis lumeto de gxojocxe naskigxo de infano Gxiestis knabo kaj gxi kvazaux dissxutis varman sunlumon en la vivon dela mastrino Sed tio dauxris nur mallongan antauxtagmezonposte cxiorefalis en la grizajxonPoste okazis sxangxetoj en la domo La maljuna mastro mortis kajkelkajn semajnojn poste ankaux lia edzinotio lauxdire ankaux estisfamilia eco neniu el la virinoj de Heikkilä iam longe vivis post siaedzoKaj nun oni vidis la mirindajxon ke cxe la,13
+Produced by Sankar Viswanathan Thierry Alberto and theOnline Distributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet                            INDIAN POETRY                             CONTAINING            _THE INDIAN SONG OF SONGS FROM THE SANSKRIT                   OF THE GÎTA GOVINDA OF JAYADEVA          TWO BOOKS FROM THE ILIAD OF INDIA MAHÁBHÁRATA             PROVERBIAL WISDOM FROM THE SHLOKAS OF THE                HITOPADESA AND OTHER ORIENTAL POEMS_                                  BY               SIR EDWIN ARNOLD MA KCIE CSI                   _Author of The Light of Asia_                OFFICER OF THE WHITE ELEPHANT OF SIAM          THIRD CLASS OF THE IMPERIAL ORDER OF THE MEDJIDIE     FELLOW OF THE ROYAL ASIATIC AND ROYAL GEOGRAPHICAL SOCIETIES HONORARY MEMBER OF THE SOCIETÉ DE GEOGRAPHIE MARSEILLES ETC ETC           FORMERLY PRINCIPAL OF THE DECCAN COLLEGE POONA                AND FELLOW OF THE UNIVERSITY OF BOMBAY                          EIGHTH IMPRESSION                                LONDON                KEGAN PAUL TRENCH TRUBNER  CO LTD                   DRYDEN HOUSE GERRARD STREET W                                 1904                                   CONTENTS                                                        PAGETHE INDIAN SONG OF SONGSIntroduction                                             1Hymn to Vishnu                                           3Sarga the FirstThe Sports of Krishna                   9Sarga the SecondThe Penitence of Krishna              22Sarga the ThirdKrishna troubled                       31Sarga the FourthKrishna cheered                       37Sarga the FifthThe Longings of Krishna                44Sarga the SixthKrishna made bolder                    54Sarga the SeventhKrishna supposed false               59Sarga the EighthThe Rebuking of Krishna               75Sarga the NinthThe End of Krishnas Trial             79Sarga the TenthKrishna in Paradise                    83Sarga the EleventhThe Union of Radha and Krishna      88MISCELLANEOUS ORIENTAL POEMSThe Rajpoot Wife                                       101King Saladin                                           113The Caliphs Draught,3
+Produced by K Nordquist Daniel Watkins and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet Thisfile was produced from images generously made availableby The Internet ArchiveAmerican Libraries    Sonnets    of    Shakespeares    Ghost    The Words procured by GREGORY THORNTON    The Ornaments made by WILLEM BLAEU        Never before Imprinted        At Sydney    By _Angus  Robertson_ and are to be solde    by all booksellers    1920    TO THE ONLIE BEGETTER    OF THESE INSUING SONNETS    FM    ALL HAPPINESSE    The Spirit of William Shakespeare    sore vexed of them who say that in his    Sonnets he writ not from the truth of    his heart but from the toyings of his    brain and that he devised but a feigned    object to fit a feigned affection herein    maketh answer renewing as best a    shadow may that rhyme wherein he    was more excellent in the    living body    I    The wise world saith I not unlockd my heart    When I of thee and thy dear love did write    And would each word of mine to false convert    Doing my simple sense a double spite    It saith thou wert but shadow born of nought    But vain creation of an apish rhyme    While Fashions fool my straind invention sought    To better them who best did please the time    But wherefore say they so and do dear wrong    To thee whose worth was my sole argument    To me whose verse twas truth alone made strong    By that the breast must feel not brain invent      They who this doubt never such beauty knew      Nor what to poet love alone can do    II    They say a man neer bore such love to man    Or if he did twere but a cause for shame    But speaking so they their own measure scan    And blot their censure with selfblaming blame    For thou being Beautys best the best of me    Worshippd but Beautys self and Beautys worth    My fire and air my spirit adorèd thee    Unmixd with gross compounding of my earth    And thou wert best of Truth the first in grace    Of all rich gems in Virtues carcanet    Then should I not love thee and give thee place    Above all love of sense on woman set      In love of Beauty whateer shape tis in      Theres nought of Truth if it must think of sin    III    Look when the rose to deep vermilion hue    Adds that sweet odour gracious Nature gives    When his proud glory gladdens every view    And no base worm within his beauties lives    We nothing question of what sex it be    Nor ask more of it than that it should lend    His lovely gaze for ravishd eye to see    And on the blessed air his fragrance spend    We ask not that the star which lights the heaven    Should be or male or female to our sense    Sufficd in this that it empearls the even    And happies all our under reverence      Then mightst not thou who wert both rose and star      Be pure to me as these to others are    IV    Some hold it strange that love like thine and mine    Twixt two in state so sunderd should be bred    That he who did all worths in him combine    Birth beauty wit wealth me thus honourèd    Me the poor motley maimd by Fortunes spite    Seard and oerworn with tyranny of time    Whose wit was but the wit to learn to write    When thou my Muse inspirdst my pupil rhyme    Thou wert the wide worlds pride but I his scorn    His pattern thou I his poor toy and tool    Whence therefore should that tender love be born    Twixt Fortunes minion thee and me her fool      O know they not that all such outward things      Hold lowest count in the souls reckonings    V    Hadst thou been such as boasting of their birth    Pass by the humblerborn with proud disdain    Making selfmerit of the antique worth    Whereby some sire that state for them did gain    Had riches dross so reignd in thy respect    That riches lack were deemd by thee disgrace    Of thy rare parts had t been the rude effect    That cruel pride held gentle pitys place    Then wouldst thou neer have lookd on lowly me    To find what merit,3
+Produced by David Wilson Sam W and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet This file wasproduced from images generously made available by TheInternet ArchiveAmerican LibrariesTranscribers NoteBold text in the advertising material is marked like this                    THRILLING NARRATIVES                             OF                 MUTINY MURDER AND PIRACY                     A WEIRD SERIES OF              Tales of Shipwreck and Disaster FROM THE EARLIEST PART OF THE CENTURY TO THE PRESENT TIME                      WITH ACCOUNTS OF                    Providential Escapes                            AND                 HEARTRENDING FATALITIES                         NEW YORK                  HURST  CO PUBLISHERS                       122 NASSAU STIllustrationPREFACEShipwreck may be ranked among the greatest evils which man canexperience It is never void of danger frequently of fatal issue andinvariably productive of regret It is one against which there is theleast resource where patience fortitude and ingenuity are in mostcases unavailing except to protract a struggle with destiny whichat length proves irresistibleBut amidst the myriads unceasingly swallowed up by the deep it is notby the numbers that we are to judge of the miseries endured Hundredsmay at once meet an instantaneous fate hardly conscious of itsapproach while a few individuals may linger out existence daily inhope of succor and at length be compelled to the horrible alternativeof preying on each other for the support of life Neither is it by theNarratives about to be given that we are to calculate on the frequencyof shipwreck It is an event that has been of constant occurrencesince a period long anterior to what the earliest records can reachIn England it is calculated that about 5000 natives of the BritishIsles yearly perish at seaThis perpetual exposure to peril however materially contributes tothe formation of character and hence are sailors preeminentlydistinguished by courage endurance and ready invention Habituatedto the instability of the ocean they make little account of dangerand are invariably the first in matters of the most daringenterprise Incessantly subjected to toil they labor long andpatiently without murmur and the prompt and vigorous measures whichare indispensable to their security teach them the immediateapplication of whatever means are within their powerA natural desire to know the fate of their fellow creatures seemsimplanted in the breast of mankind and the most powerful sympathiesare excited by listening to the misfortunes of the innocent To recordsome impressive examples of calamity or unlooked for deliverance isthe object of these pages and it will be seen of what astonishingadvantage are the virtues of decision temperance perseverance andunwavering hope in moments of extreme peril and despairCONTENTS                                                            Page  Adventures of Capt Woodward and Five Seamen in the    island of Celebes                                         7  An Occurrence at sea                                       14  Loss of H B M ship Phoenix off Cuba                     16  An account of the Whale Fishery with anecdotes of the    dangers attending it                                     30  Loss of the Brig Tyrrel                                    49  Loss of the Peggy                                          58  Loss of H B M ship Litchfield,4
+Produced by Audrey Longhurst ronnie sahlberg and theOnline Distributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetThis book was produced from scanned images of publicdomain material from the Google Print projectIllustration                         THE PRAIRIE MOTHERIllustration Swing twenty paces out from one another and circle thisshack                                 THE                           PRAIRIE MOTHER                                _By_                           ARTHUR STRINGER                              AUTHOR OF               THE PRAIRIE WIFE THE HOUSE OF INTRIGUE                  THE MAN WHO COULDNT SLEEP ETC                           ILLUSTRATED BY                          ARTHUR E BECHER                            INDIANAPOLIS                      THE BOBBSMERRILL COMPANY                             PUBLISHERS                           Copyright 1920                    The Pictorial Review Company                                                         Copyright 1920                      The BobbsMerrill Company              _Printed in the United States of America_                              PRESS OF                          BRAUNWORTH  CO                         BOOK MANUFACTURERS                           BROOKLYN N Y                         THE PRAIRIE MOTHER                         The Prairie Mother                        _Sunday the Fifteenth_I opened my eyes and saw a peagreen world all around me Then I heardthe doctor say Give er another whiff or two His voice soundedfaraway as though he were speaking through the Simplon Tunnel andnot merely through his teeth within twelve inches of my noseI took my whiff or two I gulped at that chloroform like a thirstyBedouin at a wadispring I went down into the peagreen emptinessagain and forgot about the Kelly pad and the recurring waves of painthat came bigger and bigger and tried to sweep through my racked oldbody like breakers through the ribs of a stranded schooner I forgotabout the hateful metallic clink of steel things against aninstrumenttray and about the loganberry pimple on the nose of theredheaded surgical nurse whod been sent into the labor room to helpI went wafting off into a featherpillowy pit of infinitude I evenforgot to preach to myself as Id been doing for the last month ortwo I knew that my time was upon me as the Good Book says There area lot of things in this life I remembered which woman is able tosquirm out of But here Mistress Tabbie was one you couldnt escapeHere was a situation that _had_ to be faced Here was a time I had toknuckle down had to grin and bear it had to go through with it tothe bitter end For other folks whatever they may be able to do foryou arent able to have your babies for youThen I ebbed up out of the peagreen depths again and,1
+Produced by Pedro Saborano and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet This book wasproduced from scanned images of public domain materialfrom the Google Print projectROMANCES NACIONAESROMANCES NACIONAESO REGICIDARomance HistoricoporCAMILLO CASTELLO BRANCOLISBOALivraria Editora de Mattos Moreira E Compª68Praça de D Pedro681874_A propriedade deste livro pertence a Henrique de Araujo GodinhoTavares subdito brazileiro_AFrancisco Martins de Gouvêa Moraes SarmentoOFFERECEo seu amigo mais devedor e agradecido                   _Camillo Castello Branco_ADVERTENCIAA urdidura deste romance que afoitamente denominamos _historico_deunola um manuscripto que pertenceu á livraria do secretario deestado Fernando Luiz Pereira de Sousa BarradasO collector destes apontamentos que a historia impressa respeitandoas conveniencias omittiu foi contemporaneo dos successos que archivoupois escrevia em 1648De lavra nossa neste romance ha apenas os episodios que me sahiramajustados e congruentes com os traços essenciaes da narrativaO REGICIDAIAntonio Leite casado com Maria Pereira e morador na villa deGuimarães em 1634 era o cuteleiro de maior voga em PortugalNaquelle anno tinham um filho de nome Domingos com dezesete annos deedadeQuizera o pai ensinarlhe a arte que lhe dera fama e dinheiro A mãedesejava que o rapaz fosse frade consoante á vontade de seu irmão frGaspar de Sancta Thereza leitor apostolico de moral no convento de SFrancisco de LisboaOra o rapaz não queria ser frade nem cuteleiro aspirava ardentemente umofficio mais prestadio ao genero humano infermiço queria ser boticarioEra esperto o moço não só porque appetecia ser boticario mas porquerealmente era agudo de intendimento ladino sedento de saber tudo epropenso a correr mundo tendencia na verdade incompativel com aquietação da almejada boticaAos quinze annos Domingos sabia latim cursava philosophia deAristoteles com um insigne mestre da ordem franciscana e lia oscartapacios pharmaceuticos do frade boticario do mesmo conventoParticipou Maria a seu irmão fr Gaspar a inclinação do filho Respondeuo prudentissimo tio que lhe não torcessem a vocação por quanto em todosos misteres podia um bom christão servir o proximo e ganhar o ceo E emprova do seu applauso mandou ir o sobrinho para Lisboa afim de lhearranjar mestre que o exercitasse e approvasseFoi Domingos Leite para a capital e entrou como praticante na botica doHospital Real sob direcção de Estevão de Lima o primeiro mestre depharmacia entre os quarenta e trez boticarios de LisboaAo cabo do primeiro anno o professor não tinha que lhe ensinarDomingos intendia e aviava as receitas com rara destreza A estatisticamortuaria se não tinha diminuido tambem não tinha augmentado Todaviao habil praticante mostravase descontente daquelle genero de vida ede si comsigo resolvera encarreirarse para outro destino mais adquado aumas vaidades do mundo que lhe estonteavam a cabeça de mistura com ocheiro nauseativo das drogas moídas no gralFrequentava a famosa botica Luiz das Povoas provedor da alfandega quese comprazia de conversar com Domingos Leite em coisas de lettrasmormente poetas latinos O rapaz revelou ao provedor o seu desgosto dabotica e rogoulhe que o empregasse na alfandega Vêse que já em 1636os bons talentos portuguezes as aguias do genio pairavam sobre asprêas alfandegueiras como hoje em dia succede com tanto litterato queprefere á gloria de rimar ao ar livre a athmosphera aziumada dosarmazens e o fartum engulhoso da matullagemDe feito Luiz das Povoas accedeu á petição de Domingos Leitenomeandoo escrivão das Fructas com 40000 reis annuaes de ordenadoVolvido um anno o escrivão das fructas confessou ao provedor que a suavocação definida não era bem a alfandega que semelhante vida lhedesagradava por monotona que o seu espirito precisava de repasto maispoetico em fim que se sentia alli embrutecer com trabalhos em que aintelligencia andava grávida de cifras e cifrões coisas indigestas paraquem scismava em trechos de Virgilio ou estancias de Camões quando apenna alinhavava a um tendeiro da rua de QuebraCostas a conta dosdireitos da alfarroba ou do cacáoQue queres tu ser então Domingos Leiteperguntoulhe o bom amigoEstou gostando arrebatadamente da muzica desde que vossa mercê melevou ás festas da capella real Se eu podesse arranjar o emprego demôço da capellaAchas isso bom Poucas ambições tens rapazO que mais me encanta é o viver com os meus poetas e ter alli á mãoas delicias da musica O ordenado é pequeno mas setenta cruzados chegame sobram Lá ao diante se eu grangear cabedal de saber para dar a lumealgumas ideias que me cá refervem nos miólos então darei gloria ao meunome Quanto a bens de fortuna lá está meu pai na officina a ganharmeo patrimonio Sou filho unico e com pouco heide ir onde vão os grandesOlha tu que os grandes não começaram por môços da capella realBem sei mas eu quando desprender as azas voarei do zimborio dacapella e irei poisar nas grimpas dos palaciosVê lá se te aguentas no vôo meu Icaroredarguiu o provedorCuidadocomtigo que não tenhas de voltar á botica a manipular aquella hervabicha e o pastel de carne de gato com que me curaste das almorreimasNão tenha medo sr Luiz das Povoas Os homens da minha tempera temfados esquisitos Eu ás vezes sinto uns deslumbramentos que me cegamSe eu não fosse filho de meu pai cuteleiro e pudesse desconfiar dahonestidade de minha mãe havia de crer que o meu sangue girou já nasveias dos duques de GuimarãesSerás tu filho do real Encoberto D Sebastião que se espera Tomatento Domingos que não te fermente no miôlo a parvoice do rei daEriceira ou do rei de Penamacor ou do pasteleiro do Escurialvolveucasquinando o provedor da alfandegaVê lá se contendes com o sr DJoão duque de Bragança a ver qual dos dois é o Encoberto das profeciasdo Preto ou do Caldeirão astrologo de Cascaes Emfim rapaz dos meuspeccados eu fallarei ao sr Miguel de Vasconcellos e tu serás nomeadomôço da capella real com setenta cruzados e depois quando te sentirescom voadoiros de servir álate do zimborio da capella mas guardate deavoares com azas de páo dadas por algum cioso dos que seguem as damas daprinceza Margarida a ouvir as antigas cançonetas do Guerreiro osmotetes do duque de Bragança e os tonadilhos de Diogo de Alvarado_Nota 1ª_ Ora queira Deus És bem apessoado tensme uns requebrosde poeta,0
+Produced by Sankar Viswanathan Chris Curnow Lindy Walshand the Online Distributed Proofreading Team athttpwwwpgdpnet       Illustration HE PICKED UP HORACE AND CARRIED HIM DOWN       _Page 106_                                 THAT                           SCHOLARSHIP BOY                                  By                             EMMA LESLIE  _Author of Arthur Ranyards Training Dearer than Life etc_                           THIRD IMPRESSION                                LONDON                     THE RELIGIOUS TRACT SOCIETY         4 Bouverie Street and 65 St Pauls Churchyard EC                                   CONTENTS                                  PAGECHAPTER IBROTHER AND SISTER                 5CHAPTER IISENDING HIM TO COVENTRY            8CHAPTER IIITHE COCK OF THE WALK              32CHAPTER IVDR MORRISON                      46CHAPTER VTHE CHAMPION                      59CHAPTER VIFOR THE HONOUR OF THE SCHOOL      74CHAPTER VIINEWS FOR MRS MORRISON            89CHAPTER VIIIRIGHTEOUS RETRIBUTION            109                                   CHAPTER IBROTHER AND SISTERI say weve got a new boy at Torringtons Havent had one for agesand ages so its made quite a stir among usYou can make stir enough when you are coming out of school said hissister lifting her eyes from her lessons and looking across thetableWho is the new boy she askedNobody knowsthats the fun said Leonard with a short whistleDont you even know his nameThats just like a girl Duffy youre worse than usual said herbrother setting his elbows on the table and nibbling the end of thepenholder in a meditative fashion Of course he was properlyintroduced to the class as Mr Horace HowardHoward is a nice name commented Duffy whose real name wasFlorence It was Aunt Lucys name before she was married you knowNo I dont know I may have heard it but the names nothing Idont suppose his father was hanged said her brotherPerhaps he is some distant relative of the Duke of Norfolk thoughauntie says she has nothing to do with those HowardsA mocking laugh greeted this suggestion Go on Duffy let us havesome more of your wisdomI dont see what there is to laugh at Len and I am sure I dontwant to hear about the new boy said his sister indignantly and sheturned to her lessons once moreThis brought a fusillade of paper pellets from the student sittingopposite She bore it patiently for a minute or two and then angrilydemanded why he did not get on with his lessons and let her do thesame and threatened to ring the bellDont be a bigger duffer than you are Flo You cant help being agirl I know but Im willing to help you all I can out of a girlsfoolishness Only a girl would talk of ringing the bell and making arow because she cant have all her own way Come now I want to talkto you about the new boy and we can finish the lesson afterwardsBut you say you dont know anything about him and so theres nothingto talk about said his sisterYes thats just it Why shouldnt the fellow tell us who his peopleare where he comes from and what hes going to do with himselfbyandbyIt was his sisters turn to laugh now What queer notions boys haveshe exclaimed I suppose you expect a new scholar to come and sayMy father is a doctor or a lawyer and we have three servants at ourhouse as soon as the master has introduced him to the classA ball of paper was levelled at Duffys head for this remark Whosaid he was to do it the first day or the second day But when afellow has been there nearly a fortnight you expect to hear somethingabout who he isBut suppose he dont choose to tell you what thenYes thats it How are we going to make him What would you doDuffy Thats,36
+Produced by Steven Giacomelli Barbara Kosker JeannieHowse and the Online Distributed Proofreading Team athttpwwwpgdpnet This file was produced from imagesproduced by Core Historical Literature in AgricultureCHLA Cornell University  PEAT AND ITS USES  AS  FERTILIZER AND FUEL  BY  SAMUEL W JOHNSON A M  PROFESSOR OF ANALYTICAL AND AGRICULTURAL CHEMISTRY YALE COLLEGE  FULLY ILLUSTRATED  NEWYORK  ORANGE JUDD  COMPANY  245 BROADWAY  Entered according to Act of Congress in the year 1866 by  ORANGE JUDD  CO  At the Clerks Office of the District Court of the United States  for the Southern District of NewYork  LOVEJOY  SON  ELECTROTYPERS AND STEREOTYPERS  15 Vandewater street N Y  TO MY FATHER  MY EARLIEST AND BEST  INSTRUCTOR IN RURAL AFFAIRS  THIS VOLUME  IS GRATEFULLY DEDICATED  S W J  CONTENTS  Introduction                                                         vii  PART IORIGIN VARIETIES AND CHEMICAL CHARACTERS OF PEAT                                                                    PAGE  1 What is Peat                                                       9  2 Conditions of its Formation                                         9  3 Different Kinds of Peat                                            14        Swamp Muck                                                      17        Salt Mud                                                        18  4 Chemical Characters and Composition of Peat                        18     a Organic or combustible part                                     19        Ulmic and Humic Acids                                           19        Ulmin and HuminCrenic and Apocrenic Acids                     20        Ulmates and Humates                                             21        Crenates and Apocrenates                                        22        Gein and Geic AcidElementary Composition of Peat              23        Ultimate Composition of the Constituents of Peat                25     b Mineral PartAshes                                             25  5 Chemical Changes that occur in the Formation of Peat               26  PART IION THE AGRICULTURAL USES OF PEAT AND SWAMP MUCK  1 Characters that adapt Peat for Agricultural Use,33
+Produced by Suzanne Shell Mary Meehan and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet                                   In Our Town                              BY WILLIAM ALLEN WHITE           The Court of Boyville The Real Issue Stratagems and Spoils                   Illustrations by F R Gruger and W Glackens    NEW YORK    McCLURE PHILLIPS  CO    MCMVI    Copyright 1906 by    McCLURE PHILLIPS  CO    Published April 1906    Copyright 1904 by The Century Co    Copyright 19051906 by The Curtis Publishing CoIllustration He wore his collars so high that he had to order themfrom a drummerContents      I SCRIBES AND PHARISEES     II THE YOUNG PRINCE    III THE SOCIETY EDITOR     IV AS A BREATH INTO THE WIND      V THE COMING OF THE LEISURE CLASS     VI THE BOLTON GIRLS POSITION    VII BY THE ROD OF HIS WRATH   VIII A BUNDLE OF MYRRH     IX OUR LOATHED BUT ESTEEMED CONTEMPORARY      X A QUESTION OF CLIMATE     XI THE CASTING OUT OF JIMMY MYERS    XII A BABBLED OF GREEN FIELDS   XIII A PILGRIM IN THE WILDERNESS    XIV THE PASSING OF PRISCILLA WINTHROP     XV AND YET A FOOL    XVI A KANSAS CHILDE ROLAND   XVII THE TREMOLO STOP  XVIII SOWN IN OUR WEAKNESS    XIX THIRTYLIST OF ILLUSTRATIONSHe Wore his Collars so High that He Had to Order Them from a DrummerSuppressing Nothing On Account of the Respectability of the PartiesConcernedAs an Office Joke the Boys Used to Leave a StepLadder by Her Desk sothat She Could Climb Up and See How Her TopKnot Really LookedAnd Brought with Him a Large Leisure and a Taste for SocietySometimes He Thought It was a Report of a Fire and at Other Times ItSeemed Like a DressGoods CatalogueAs the Dinner Hour Grew Near She RagedSo the Servants saidWheneverthe Telephone RangJim Purdy Taken the Day He Left for the ArmyHe Advertised the Fact that He was a Good Hater by Showing Callers atHis Office His BarrelHe Likes to Sit in the Old Swayback SwivelChair and Tell Us His Theoryof the Increase in the RainfallAnd Camped in the Office for Two Days Looking for JimmyReverend Milligan Came in with a Church NoticeA Desert Scorpion Outcast by Society and Proud of itHe Made a Lot of Money and Blew it inWent About Town with His Cigar Pointing Toward his HatBrimThe Traveling Men on the Veranda Craned Their Necks to Watch Her Out ofSightCounting the Liars and Scoundrels and DoubleDealers and Villains WhoPassIN OUR TOWNIScribes and PhariseesOurs is a little town in that part of the country called the West bythose who live east of the Alleghanies and referred to lovingly asback East by those who dwell west of the Rockies It is a country townwhere as the song goes you know everybody and they all know you andthe country newspaper office is the social clearinghouseWhen a man has published a paper in a country community for many yearshe knows his town and its people their strength and their weaknesstheir joys and their sorrows their failings and their prosperityor ifhe does not know these things he is on the road to failure for thisknowledge must be the spirit of his paper The country editor and hisreporters sooner or later pass upon everything that interests theirtownIn our little newspaper office we are all reporters and we know manyintimate things about our people that we do not print We know forinstance which wives will not let their husbands endorse other mensnotes at the banks We know about the row the Baptists are having to getrid of the bass singer in their choir who has sung at funerals forthirty years until it has reached a point where all good Baptists dreaddeath on account of his lugubrious profundo Perhaps we should take thistragedy to heart but we know that the Methodists are having the sametrouble with their soprano who flatsand has flatted for ten yearsand is too proud to quit the choir under fire as she calls it and weremember what a time the Congregationalists had getting rid of theirtenor So that choir troubles are to us only a part of the grist thatkeeps the mill goingAs the merest incident of the daily grind it came to the office thatthe bank cashier whose retirement we announced with half a column ofregret was caught 3500 short after twenty years of faithful serviceand that his wife sold the homestead to make his shortage good We knowthe week that the widower sets out and we hear with remarkable accuracyjust when he has been refused by this particular widow or that andwhen he begins on a schoolteacher the whole office has candy and cigarand mince pie bets on the result with the odds on the widower five toone We know the woman who is always sent for when a baby comes to townand who has laid more good people of the community in their shrouds thanall the undertakers We know the politician who gets five dollars a dayfor his services at the polls the man who takes three dollars and theman who will work for the good of the cause,4
+Produced by David Garcia Martin Pettit and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetTHE LOYALIST_A Story of the American Revolution_BYJAMES FRANCIS BARRETTIllustration Publishers logoP J KENEDY  SONSNEW YORKCOPYRIGHT 1920 BYP J KENEDY  SONS NEW YORK_Printed in U S A_TO MY SISTERAS A SLIGHT TOKEN OF LOVE AND ESTEEMFOREWORDHistorical facts constitute the background of this story Its hero andits heroine are of course fictitious but the deportment of GeneralArnold the Shippen family the several military and civic personagesthroughout the story is described for the most part accurately and inconformity with the sober truths of history Pains have been taken todepict the various historical episodes which enter into the storysuchas the attempted formation of the Regiment of Roman Catholic Volunteersthe courtmartial of Major General Arnold the Military Mass on theoccasion of the anniversary of American Independencewith as muchfidelity to truth as possible The antiCatholic sentences employed inthe reprimand of Captain Meagher are anachronisms they are identicalhowever with utterances made in the later life of Benedict Arnold Theinfluence of Peggy Shippen upon her husband is vouched for by eminentauthorityDue appreciation and sincere gratitude must be expressed to thoseauthors from whom much information has been takento John GilmaryShea in his History of the Catholic Church in the United States toMartin I J Griffins Catholics and the American Revolution to F JStimsons excellent work Memoirs of Benedict Arnold to John FiskesAmerican Revolution and to the many other works which have freelybeen made use of in the course of this writing Cordial thanks are alsodue to those who have generously assisted by suggestions and criticismsand especially to those who have devoted their valuable moments to therevision of the proof sheets                                                           J F BTHE LOYALISTPART ONECHAPTER IPlease continue Peggy You were telling me who were there and whatthey wore Oh dear I am so sorry mother would not give me leave to goWas it all too gayIt was wonderful was the deliberate reply We might have danced tillnow had not Washington planned that sudden attack We had to leavethenthat was early this morningand I spent the day abedIt was now well into the evening and the two girls had been seated forthe longest time it seemed on the small sofa which flanked the eastwall of the parlor The dusk which had begun to grow thick and fastwhen Marjorie had come to visit Peggy was now quite absorbed intodarkness still the girls had not lighted the candles choosing toremain in the dark until the story of the wonderful experience of thepreceding day had been entirely relatedThe grand pageant and mock tournament the celebrated Mischienzaarranged in honor of General Howe who had resigned his office asCommanderinchief of His Majestys forces in America to return toEngland there to defend himself against his enemies in person asGeneral Burgoyne was now doing from his seat in Parliament was an eventlong to be remembered not alone from the extravagance of its displaybut from the peculiar prominence it afforded the foremost families ofthe city particularly that of the ShippensEdward Shippen was a gentleman of rank of character of fortune amember of one of the oldest and most respected families in the city ofPhiladelphia whose ancestor of the same name had been Mayor of thecity nigh an hundred years before He belonged to the Society ofFriends or Quakers and while he took no active interest on either sideduring the years of the war still he was generally regarded as one ofthe sympathizers of the Crown Because of the social eminence which thefamily enjoyed and the brilliance and genial hospitality whichdistinguished their affairs the Shippens were considered the undisputedleaders of the social set of Philadelphia The three lovely MissesShippen were the belles of the more aristocratic class They weretoasted frequently by the gay English officers during the days of theBritish occupation for their fathers house was often the rendezvous ofthe titled celebrities of the dayAnd was your Captain there too continued Marjorie referring ofcourse to Captain Monstresor the engineer of the undertaking anerstwhile admirer of Mistress PeggyYou must know my dear that he arranged the spectacle I saw little ofhim until the dance In truth he seemed more popular than General HowehimselfMarjorie sat upTell me Did the tournament begin the programNo replied Peggy The military procession of boats and barges withLords Howe and Rawdon General Howe and General Clinton opened theevent in the late morning sailing up the river to the Wharton Housethe scene of the tournamentMarjorie noddedThe noise of the guns was deafening When the flotilla arrived atWalnut Grove which was lined with troops and bedecked brilliantly withflags and bunting the pageant openedWhere were you in the meantime asked Marjorie careful to lose nodetailWe were seated in the pavilionsseven ladies in eachclothed inTurkish garments each wearing in her turban the favor to be bestowed onher victorious knightAnd who was your knightThe Honorable Captain Cathcart quickly replied Peggy her eyesbeaming with a smile of evident satisfaction and proud joyLord Cathcart whom I met hereThe same answered Peggy He was the leader of the Knights of theBlended RoseWhat an odd name she exclaimedI know it They were named after their device They were dressed inwhite and red silk mounted on gray horses and attended by esquiresThey were preceded by a herald who bore their device two rosesintertwined above the motto We droop when separated My knight rodeat the head attended by two British Officers and his two esquires theone bearing his lance the other his shield emblazoned with hisdeviceCupid astride a lionover the motto Surrounded by loveYou little Tory interrupted Marjorie I shall tell GeneralWashington that you are disloyal and have lent your sympathy to aBritish OfficerI care little The Yankees are without refinementDont you dare say that,46
+Produced by Roger Frank and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetIllustration Indeed there were all kinds of goodies in those boxesSee Page 207SUNNY BOY IN THE COUNTRYByRAMY ALLISON WHITEIllustrated ByCHARLES L WRENNBARSE  HOPKINSPublishersNew York NYNewark NJCopyright 1920ByBarse  HopkinsSunny Boy in the CountryPrinted in the United States of AmericaCONTENTSCHAPTER                       PAGE      I  The Mended Drum         9     II  Spreading The News     22    III  Packing The Trunk      35     IV  Off For Brookside      49      V  On The Train           61     VI  Brookside              73    VII  Adventures Begin       86   VIII  A Letter From Daddy    98     IX  Sunny Boy Forgets     110      X  Going Fishing         124     XI  The Hay Slide         136    XII  Apple Pies            152   XIII  More Mischief         169    XIV  Another Hunt          185     XV  Sunnys Good Luck     201ILLUSTRATIONS                                                                  PAGEIndeed there were all kinds of goodies in those boxes    FrontispieceAnd tucked the clock away down deep in one of the cornerholes Aunt Bessie had left in the trunk                            45He lifted one of the baby rabbits and placed it inSunnys hands                                                     109With a crash a frightened little boy fell into theflour barrel                                                      163SUNNY BOYIN THE COUNTRYCHAPTER ITHE MENDED DRUMRubadub dub Bang RubadubdubBang Bang Sunny Boy thumped hisdrum vigorouslyUsually when he made such a racket some one would come out and ask himwhat in the world was he making a noise like that for but this morningevery one seemed to be very busy For several minutes now Sunny Boy hadbeen trying to attract Harriets attention She was doing something tothe front doorI spect she needs me said Sunny Boy to himselfThere were any number of interesting things going on around the frontdoor this morning but he was chiefly interested in Harriet because as arule he had to help her Saturday mornings by going with her to thegrocery store at the corner He liked to stand in her clean comfortablekitchen and drum for her until she was ready to startThis particular morning Harriets mind seemed to be far away from musicShe was rubbing briskly as Sunny Boy watched her polishingthat was itshe was shining the brass numbers on the door266 Sunny Boy knew themand how careful Harriet was to keep them always brightJust think she would say as they might be coming up the stepssuppose the postman had a letter for 266 Glenn Avenue and the numberswere so dull and streaked he couldnt read them Think how wed feel ifthat should happen to usSunny Boy was sure such a thing could never happen not with Harrietrubbing away at the numbers morning after morningFrom his post at the head of the stairs he could see a man on astepladder working and whistling He was hammering in nails over thedoor Dimly Sunny Boy made out another pair of doors standing in thehallGoodness Sunny Boy I nearly fell over you Aunt Bessie kissed him onthe back of his neck before he could turn round That was a trick AuntBessie had and Sunny Boy was used to it Are you watching them put upthe screens and awningsAre they asked Sunny interestedly Could I hold the awning Maybe theman would like my toolchestits all there but the hammer I lost thatin the park Can I help AuntieAunt Bessie was going downtown and she was in a hurry If you dont getin the way I daresay theyll be glad to have you she said kindly andbrushed by him on down the stairs She stopped to speak to some one inthe parlor and then Sunny Boy saw her go out and down the stepsSunny Boy sat down on the top stair and took his drum in his lapPresently he would go down and help the awning man but it was verypleasant,15
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TAUCHNITZ1879_The Right of Translation is reserved_CONTENTS OF VOLUME ICHAPTER I A Pretty HorsebreakerCHAPTER II Lady Jane VawdreyCHAPTER III I Want a Little Serious Talk with YouCHAPTER IV Rorie comes of AgeCHAPTER V Rorie makes a SpeechCHAPTER VI How She took the NewsCHAPTER VII Rorie has Plans of his ownCHAPTER VIII Glas ist der Erde Stolz und GlückCHAPTER IX A House of MourningCHAPTER X Captain WinstanleyCHAPTER XI It shall be Measure for MeasureCHAPTER XII I have no Wrong where I can claim no RightCHAPTER XIII He belongs to the TameCat SpeciesCHAPTER XIV He was worthy to be loved a LifetimeCHAPTER XV Lady Southminsters BallCHAPTER XVI Rorie asks a QuestionCHAPTER XVII Where the Red King was slainVIXENCHAPTER IA Pretty HorsebreakerThe moon had newly risen a late October moon a pale almostimperceptible crescent above the dark pine spires in the thicketthrough which Roderick Vawdrey came gun in hand after a long daysrabbitshooting It was not his nearest way home but he liked thebroad clearing in the pine wood which had a ghostly look at  dusk andwas so still and lonely that the dart of a squirrel  through the fallenleaves was a startling event Here and there  a sturdy young oak thathad been newly stripped of its bark lay among the fern like the nakedcorpse of a giant Here and there a tree had been cut down and slungacross the track ready for  barking The ground was soft and spongyslippery with damp dead leaves and inclined in a general way tobogginess but it was ground that Roderick Vawdrey had known all hislife and it seemed more natural to him than any other spot upon motherearthOn the edge of this thicket there was a broad ditch with more mud anddead fern in it than water a ditch strongly suspected of snakes andbeyond the ditch the fence that enclosed Squire Tempests domainanold manor house in the heart of the New Forest It had been an abbeybefore the Reformation and was still best known as the Abbey HouseI wonder whether Im too late to catch her speculated Roderickshifting his bag from one shoulder to the other shes no end of funIn front of the clearing there was a broad fivebarred gate  andbeside the gate a keepers cottage The flame of a newlylighted candleflashed out suddenly upon the autumn dusk while  Roderick stoodlooking at the gateIll ask at the lodge he said I should like to say goodbye to thelittle thing before I go back to OxfordHe walked quickly on to the gate The keepers children were playing atnothing particular just inside itHas Miss Tempest gone for her ride this afternoon he askedYaase drawled the eldest shockheaded youngsterAnd not come back yetNoa If she doant take care herll be boggedRoderick hitched his bag on to the top of the gate and stood at easewaiting It was late for the little lady of Tempest Manor to be out onher pony but then it was an understood thing within a radius of tenmiles or so that she was a selfwilled young person and even atfifteen years of age she had a knack of following her own inclinationwith that noble disregard of consequences which characterises theheavenborn rulerMr Vawdrey had not waited more than ten minutes when there came thethud of hoofs upon the soft track a flash of gray in the distancesomething flying over those forky branches sprawling across the waythen a halfsweet halfshrill call like a birds at which thekeepers children scattered themselves like a brood of scared chickensand now a rush and a gray pony shooting suddenly into the air andcoming down on the other  side of the gate as if he were a new kind ofskyrocketWhat do you think of that Rorie cried the shrill sweet voice of thegray ponys riderIm ashamed of you Vixen said Roderick youll come to a bad endsome of these daysI dont care if I do as long as I get my fling first replied Vixentossing her tawny maneShe was a slim young thing in a short Lincolngreen habit She had asmall pale face brown eyes that sparkled with life and mischief and arippling mass of reddishauburn hair falling down her back under acoquettish little felt hatHasnt your mamma forbidden jumping Vixen remonstrated Roderickopening the gate and coming inYes that she has sir said the old groom riding up at a jogtroton his thickset brown cob Its quite against Mrs Tempests ordersand its a great responsibility to go out with Miss Violet,0
+Produced by Roger Frank and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetIllustration THE RANGERCAVANAGHFOREST RANGERA RomanceOf The Mountain WestByHAMLIN GARLANDAuthor OfThe Captain of the GrayHorse TroopMainTravelled Roads EtcHARPER  BROTHERS PUBLISHERSNew York and LondonMCMXBooks byHAMLIN GARLANDCavanaghForest Ranger                Post 8vo 150The Captain of the GrayHorse Troop   Post 8vo  150Hesper                                 Post 8vo  150Money Magic Illd                     Post 8vo  150The Light of the Star Illd           Post 8vo  150The Tyranny of the Dark Illd        Post 8vo  150The Shadow World                       Post 8vo  135MainTravelled Roads                   Post 8vo  150Prairie Folks                          Post 8vo  150Rose of Dutchers Coolly               Post 8vo  150The Moccasin Ranch Illd              Post 8vo  100Trail of the GoldSeekers              Post 8vo  150The Long Trail Illd                  Post 8vo  125Boy Life on the Prairie Illd         Post 8vo  150    In Boys and Girls Library                 75HARPER  BROTHERS PUBLISHERS N YCopyright 1910 by Hamlin GarlandAll rights reservedPublished March 1910Printed in the United States of AmericaTO THE FOREST RANGERWHOSE LONELY VIGIL ONTHE HEIGHTS SAFEGUARDSTHE PUBLIC HERITAGECONTENTSCHAPTER                                     PAGE     I  The Desert Chariot                    1    II  The Forest Ranger                    20   III  Lee Virginia Wages War               35    IV  Virginia Takes Another Motor Ride    57     V  Two On the Veranda                   80    VI  The Voice from the Heights           97   VII  The Poachers                        115  VIII  The Second Attack                   132    IX  The Old SheepHerder                149     X  The Smoke of the Burning            173    XI  Shadows on the Mist                 187   XII  Cavanaghs Last Vigil Begins        217  XIII  Cavanagh Asks for Help              230   XIV  The PestHouse                      247    XV  Wetherford Passes On                265         Conclusion                          295INTRODUCTIONMy Dear Mr GarlandYou have been kind enough to let me see the proofsof _Cavanagh Forest Ranger_ I have read it with mingled feelingswithkeen appreciation of your sympathetic understanding of the problems whichconfronted the Forest Service before the Western people understood it andwith deep regret that I am no longer officially associated with its workalthough I am as deeply interested and almost as closely in touch aseverThe Western frontier to the lasting sorrow of all old hunters likeyourself has now practically disappeared Its people faced life with amanly dependence on their own courage and capacity which did them andstill does them high honor Some of them were naturally slow to see theadvantages of the new order But now that they have seen it there isnowhere more intelligent convinced and effective support of theConservation policies than in the West The establishment of the new orderin some places was not childs play But there is a strain of fairnessamong the Western people which you can always count on in such a,13
+Produced by Roger Frank and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetIllustration Elizabeth raised her cup to the toastELIZABETH HOBART AT EXETER HALLBYJEAN K BAIRDAuthor OfDanny Cash Three The Honor Girl Etc EtcILLUSTRATED BY R G VOSBURGHTHE SAALFIELD PUBLISHING COMPANYNew YorkAkron OhioChicagoCOPYRIGHT 1907By THE SAALFIELD PUBLISHING COMPANYCONTENTSCHAPTER                                PAGE     I  Preparations for School         7    II  The Journey                    25   III  The Dinner Episode             55    IV  The Reception                  81     V  A Box From Home               113    VI  How Smiles Was Scalped      143   VII  Defying the Powers            167  VIII  Midnight Confidences          199    IX  Joes Message                 227     X  Clouds and Gathering Storms   249    XI  The Proud Humbled            273   XII  The Seniors Outwitted         299  XIII  Imprisonment                  323   XIV  Retaliation                   339    XV  Victory                       361ELIZABETH HOBART ATEXETER HALLCHAPTER IPREPARATIONS FOR SCHOOLBitumen was what its name suggested There was soft coal and smokeeverywhere Each day the clothes on the line were flecked with black Thebuildings had the dull dingy look which soot alone can give The housessagged on either side of narrow unpaved streets where during a rainyperiod ducks clattered about with their broods and a few portly pigs ledtheir shoats for a mud bathDuring a summer shower barefooted urchins waded kneedeep in the gutterstheir trousers rolled to their thighs IrishAmericans shot mud balls atblackeyed Italians Polanders and Slavs together tried the depths of thesame puddles while the little boys of the Russian Fatherland played in agroup by themselves at one end of the squareThe houses were not so much homes as places of shelter Walls painted redwere the popular fancy Although there was room enough gardens wereunknown while blooming plants were rare enough to cause comment Eachdooryard had its heap of empty cans and pile of ashes Illkempt womenstood idly about the doorways or sat upon unscrubbed steps with dirtybabies in their armsBitumen was not a place of poverty There was plenty of work for the menand good wages if they chose to earn them They lacked nothing to eat orwear Money so long as it lasted was spent with a prodigal hand TheCompany store kept nothing too good for their palates Expensive fruitsand early vegetables were in demand The cheap finery bought for the youngfolk lasted but a few weeks and was tossed aside by the next pay dayThere was one saloon in the place It did a thriving business in spite ofsome unseen influence working against it Its proprietor was one DennisODay who held the politics of the little town in his palm He was alittle brighter a little keener and much more unscrupulous than the othermen of the place but he felt at times the force of some one greater thanhimself and it was always directed against his business He perceived itwhen he received orders that in fulfillment of the law he must removethe blinds before his windows and keep his place open to the public viewHe felt it again when he received a legal notice about free lunchesclosing hours and selling to minors Never once had he stepped beyond themost rigid observance of the law but he was called to account for it Heknew some keen eye was upon him and some one ready to fight him and hisbusiness at every turnThe great blow came when the Club House was established An emptystoreroom had been fitted up with chairs and tables and a supply of booksand magazines Here the boys had the liberty of coming to smoke and talktogether while Joe Ratowsky served coffee and sandwiches cheaper thanODay could sell beerIt was not Ratowskys doings There was some one else behind the sceneswho provided the brains and money to keep the business moving DennisODay meant to find out who that person was and square accounts with himBut for three years he had been no nearer the truth than now To learnanything from Ratowsky was impossible for the man had a tied tongue whenhe choseIn the midst of all the dirt and squalor there was one touch of daintyhominess and comfort This was found near Mountain Glen where thesuperintendent of the mines lived The house was an unpretentious woodenbuilding with great porches and big airy rooms but the windows shone inthe sunlight the curtains were white as snow and the worn floors of theporches were always scrubbedIn front and at the sides of the house was a lawn mowed until it lookedlike a stretch of moss Masses of scarlet sage and cannas,26
+Produced by D R ThompsonON THE METHOD OF ZADIGESSAY 1 FROM SCIENCE AND HEBREW TRADITIONBy Thomas Henry HuxleyRETROSPECTIVE PROPHECY AS A FUNCTION OF SCIENCEUne marque plus sure que toutes celles de Zadig 1CuvierIt is an usual and a commendable practice to preface the discussion ofthe views of a philosophic thinker by some account of the man and of thecircumstances which shaped his life and coloured his way of looking atthings but though Zadig is cited in one of the most important chaptersof Cuviers greatest work little is known about him and that littlemight perhaps be better authenticated than it isIt is said that he lived at Babylon in the time of King Moabdar butthe name of Moabdar does not appear in the list of Babylonian sovereignsbrought to light by the patience and the industry of the decipherers ofcuneiform inscriptions in these later years nor indeed am I awarethat there is any other authority for his existence than that ofthe biographer of Zadig one Arouet de Voltaire among whose moreconspicuous merits strict historical accuracy is perhaps hardly to bereckonedHappily Zadig is in the position of a great many other philosophersWhat he was like when he was in the flesh indeed whether he existed atall are matters of no great consequence What we care about in a lightis that it shows the way not whether it is lamp or candle tallow orwax Our only real interest in Zadig lies in the conceptions of which heis the putative father and his biographer has stated these with so muchclearness and vivacious illustration that we need hardly feel a pangeven if critical research should prove King Moabdar and all the rest ofthe story to be unhistorical and reduce Zadig himself to the shadowycondition of a solar mythVoltaire tells us that disenchanted with life by sundry domesticmisadventures Zadig withdrew from the turmoil of Babylon to a secludedretreat on the banks of the Euphrates where he beguiled his solitudeby the study of nature The manifold wonders of the world of life hada particular attraction for the lonely student incessant and patientobservation of the plants and animals about him sharpened his naturallygood powers of observation and of reasoning until at length heacquired a sagacity which enabled him to perceive endless minutedifferences among objects which to the untutored eye appearedabsolutely alikeIt might have been expected that this enlargement of the powers of themind and of its store of natural knowledge could tend to nothing butthe increase of a mans own welfare and the good of his fellowmen ButZadig was fated to experience the vanity of such expectations  One day walking near a little wood he saw hastening that  way one of the Queens chief eunuchs followed by a troop of  officials who appeared to be in the greatest anxiety running  hither and thither like men distraught in search of some  lost treasure  Young man cried the eunuch have you seen the Queens dog  Zadig answered modestly A bitch I think not a dog  Quite right replied the eunuch and Zadig continued A very  small spaniel who has lately had puppies she limps with the  left foreleg and has very long ears Ah you have seen her  then said the breathless eunuch No answered Zadig I have  not seen her and I really was not aware that the Queen  possessed a spaniel  By an odd coincidence at the very same time the handsomest  horse in the Kings stables broke away from his groom in the  Babylonian plain The grand huntsman and all his staff were  seeking the horse with as much anxiety as the eunuch and his  people the spaniel and the grand huntsman asked Zadig if he had  not seen the Kings horse go that way  A firstrate galloper smallhoofed five feet high  tail three feet and a half long cheek pieces of the bit of  twentythree carat gold shoes silver said Zadig  Which way did he go Where is he cried the grand huntsman  I have not seen anything of the horse and I never heard of  him before replied Zadig  The grand huntsman and the chief eunuch made sure that Zadig  had stolen both the Kings horse and the Queens spaniel so  they haled him before the High Court of Desterham which at once  condemned him to the knout and transportation for life to  Siberia But the sentence was hardly pronounced when the lost  horse and spaniel were found So the judges were under the  painful necessity of reconsidering their decision but they  fined Zadig four hundred ounces of gold for saying he had seen  that which he had not seen  The first thing was to pay the fine afterwards Zadig was  permitted to open his defence to the court which he did in the  following terms  Stars of justice abysses of knowledge mirrors of truth  whose gravity is as that of lead whose inflexibility is as that  of iron who rival the diamond in clearness and possess no  little affinity with gold since I am permitted to address your  august assembly I swear by Ormuzd that I have never seen the  respectable lady dog of the Queen nor beheld the sacrosanct  horse of the King of Kings  This is what happened I was taking a walk towards the little  wood near which I subsequently had the honour to meet the  venerable chief eunuch and the most illustrious grand huntsman  I noticed the track of an animal in the sand and it was easy to  see that it was that of a small dog Long faint streaks upon the  little elevations of sand between the footmarks convinced me  that it was a she dog with pendent dugs showing that she must  have had puppies not,52
+Produced by D R ThompsonLECTURES ON EVOLUTIONESSAY 3 FROM SCIENCE AND HEBREW TRADITIONBy Thomas Henry HuxleyI THE THREE HYPOTHESES RESPECTING THE HISTORY OF NATUREWe live in and form part of a system of things of immense diversityand perplexity which we call Nature and it is a matter of the deepestinterest to all of us that we should form just conceptions of theconstitution of that system and of its past history With relation tothis universe man is in extent little more than a mathematical pointin duration but a fleeting shadow he is a mere reed shaken in the windsof force But as Pascal long ago remarked although a mere reed he isa thinking reed and in virtue of that wonderful capacity of thoughthe has the power of framing for himself a symbolic conception of theuniverse which although doubtless highly imperfect and inadequate asa picture of the great whole is yet sufficient to serve him as a chartfor the guidance of his practical affairs It has taken long ages oftoilsome and often fruitless labour to enable man to look steadily atthe shifting scenes of the phantasmagoria of Nature to notice what isfixed among her fluctuations and what is regular among her apparentirregularities and it is only comparatively lately within the last fewcenturies that the conception of a universal order and of a definitecourse of things which we term the course of Nature has emergedBut once originated the conception of the constancy of the order ofNature has become the dominant idea of modern thought To any person whois familiar with the facts upon which that conception is based andis competent to estimate their significance it has ceased to beconceivable that chance should have any place in the universe or thatevents should depend upon any but the natural sequence of cause andeffect We have come to look upon the present as the child of the pastand as the parent of the future and as we have excluded chance from aplace in the universe so we ignore even as a possibility the notionof any interference with the order of Nature Whatever may be mensspeculative doctrines it is quite certain that every intelligent personguides his life and risks his fortune upon the belief that the order ofNature is constant and that the chain of natural causation is neverbrokenIn fact no belief which we entertain has so complete a logical basis asthat to which I have just referred It tacitly underlies every processof reasoning it is the foundation of every act of the will It is basedupon the broadest induction and it is verified by the most constantregular and universal of deductive processes But we must recollectthat any human belief however broad its basis however defensible itmay seem is after all only a probable belief and that our widest andsafest generalisations are simply statements of the highest degree ofprobability Though we are quite clear about the constancy of the orderof Nature at the present time and in the present state of things itby no means necessarily follows that we are justified in expanding thisgeneralisation into the infinite past and in denying absolutely thatthere may have been a time when Nature did not follow a fixed orderwhen the relations of cause and effect were not definite and whenextranatural agencies interfered with the general course of NatureCautious men will allow that a universe so different from that which weknow may have existed just as a very candid thinker may admit that aworld in which two and two do not make four and in which two straightlines do inclose a space may exist But the same caution which forcesthe admission of such possibilities demands a great deal of evidencebefore it recognises them to be anything more substantial And whenit is asserted that so many thousand years ago events occurred in amanner utterly foreign to and inconsistent with the existing laws ofNature men who without being particularly cautious are simply honestthinkers unwilling to deceive themselves or delude others ask fortrustworthy evidence of the factDid things so happen or did they not This is a historical question andone the answer to which must be sought in the same way as the solutionof any other historical problemSo far as I know there are only three hypotheses which ever have beenentertained or which well can be entertained respecting the pasthistory of Nature I will in the first place state the hypothesesand then I will consider what evidence bearing upon them is in ourpossession and by what light of criticism that evidence is to beinterpretedUpon the first hypothesis the assumption is that phenomena of Naturesimilar to those exhibited by the present world have always existed inother words that the universe has existed from all eternity in whatmay be broadly termed its present conditionThe second hypothesis is that the present state of things has had onlya limited duration and that at some period in the past a conditionof the world essentially similar to that which we now know came intoexistence without any precedent condition from which it could havenaturally proceeded The assumption that successive states of Naturehave arisen each without any relation of natural causation to anantecedent state is a mere modification of this second hypothesisThe third hypothesis also assumes that the present state of things hashad but a limited duration but it supposes that this state has beenevolved by a natural process from an antecedent state and that fromanother and so on and on this hypothesis the attempt to assign anylimit to the series of past changes is usually given upIt is so needful to form clear and distinct notions of what is reallymeant by each of these hypotheses that I will ask you to imagine whataccording to each would have been visible to a spectator of the eventswhich constitute the history of the earth On the first hypothesishowever far back in time that spectator might be placed he would seea world essentially though perhaps not in all its details similar tothat which now exists The animals which existed would be the ancestorsof those which,36
+Produced by Carl D DuBoisTHE HIGH CALLINGBYCHARLES M SHELDONAUTHOR OF IN HIS STEPS ETCHODDER  STOUGHTONNEW YORKGEORGE H DORAN COMPANYCopyright 1911By George H Doran CompanyTO MY SONMERRIAM WARDFOREWORDThe story The High Calling was written at two different periods in1909 and 1910 and was read at two different periods chapter bychapter to the young people in my church on successive Sundayevenings The main purpose of the story is to illustrate the value ofthe average American family training and the final victory of thespiritual ideals over material or physical attractions The finaloutcome of the struggle which Helen Douglas makes between her naturalinclination to follow a life of ease and luxury and the real trainingwhich she has received at home is the picture of what is going on inthe best American homes today It has been my hope that the story wouldhelp many young people to realize the great difference between thefinest type of manhood and womanhood and that which in some cases hasgrown up on American soil where the standards have been low and theideals have been obscured by fashion by false home training and bysuperficial ideas of happiness In other words my purpose has been todescribe in the main characters in the book the manly heroic type ofChristian struggle and final victory which realizes the response whichthe higher nature makes to the call from above This idea which runsthrough the story gives it its name of The High Calling As my ownyoung people gave the story a beautiful reception in their listening toit it is my earnest hope that if the book has the good fortune to finda larger audience it may reach more young people with the same messageTopeka Kansas 1911 CHARLES M SHELDONTHE HIGH CALLINGCHAPTER IPAUL DOUGLAS and his wife Esther were holding a serious counciltogether over their older boy WalterI cant help feeling a little disappointment over the way things aregoing I did so want the boy to come into the office with meI know said Esther with a grave smile but he seems to have hismind made up I dont think we ought to thwart him if he is made to dothat for his lifeworkNo said Paul looking at Esther with great thoughtfulness I havealways believed that a boy should have freedom to choose his lifeworkBut what puzzles me is where did Walter get his leaning towardelectrical engineering None of my ancestors so far as I know ever hadthe slightest tendency that way and the Darcys for generations havebeen business menI was in the boys room the other day continued Paul meditativelyand he had the floor and his bed and the chairs covered with models ofelectrical machines I was afraid to sit down or lean up againstanything for fear it would go off and give me a shock or somethingWhile I was asking questions what did the boy do but start acontrivance that hung from the ceiling and it reached down a metallicarm that grabbed my hat off and began to comb my hair I yellednaturally or unnaturally and tried to get loose but anothercontrivance shot out from the wall somewhere and clutched me by the legand began to make frantic gestures at my shoes like a wild bootblackingemporium I decided to stand still rather than run the risk of gettinghit somewhere else Meanwhile Walter was laughing so hard he couldntanswer my emphatic request to know what the thing was going to do Hefinally explained that it was a new device he was experimenting with togive the patient head treatment for nervous prostration and black hisshoes while he waited I made him turn off the power and then Icautiously backed out of the room and gave him my testimonial on theefficacy of his invention adapted to give anyone nervous prostration andgeneral paralysis who never had themEsther laughed the same good generous contagious laugh she had alwaysknown and Paul had always loved to hearWalter is a genius I always said he would make his markI was afraid he would make several on me before I could get away saidPaul smiling Well of course we have really decided to let the boygo to Burrton If he is going to have a thorough course in electricityI want him to have the best there isI shall miss him dreadfully O dear my darling Esther suddenlyyielded to a good cry that somewhat upset Paul Only once in a while intheir married life had Esther given way to such a display of feelingBut before Paul went down to the office that morning she had dried hertears and with a hopeful smile prepared to make out a list of Waltersschool necessities for the eight months he would be away from homeWalter was twenty years old tall and slim with his fathers featuresand his mothers voice and a very strong liking for all scientific andmechanical work He had within the year graduated from the Milton highschool with honors in the physics department and had at once set hisambition on going to Burrton Electrical and Engineering School the bestschool of its kind in the East His father had made him a tempting offerto come into the _News_ office but the boy had frankly told his fatherthat if there was anything in the world he disliked it was a newspaperSo Paul with a sigh of disappointment had yielded to the inevitableand agreed to the Burrton plan simply stipulating that Walter who wasdisposed to be luxurious in his tastes should make up his mind to aschool course stripped of unnecessary expenses and devoted to the mainthingI am willing of course to help you with your education he said ina very plain frank talk with Walter when the decision was finally madeBut I expect you to do something for yourself The Burrton cataloguementions stewardships which students are allowed to choose in partpayment of tuition Isnt that soWalter looked annoyed and answered his father sullenlyYes but the stewards at Burrton have to wash dishes and mess aroundthe clubhouses doing odd jobs for the other fellows It cuts them out ofpretty,50
+Produced by Geetu Melwani Stephen Hope Emmy and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet This file madeusing scans of public domain works at the University of GeorgiaIllustration Book Spine SUFFRAGE COOK BOOKIllustrationTHESUFFRAGECOOK BOOKCOMPILED BYMRS L O KLEBERPITTSBURGHTHE EQUAL FRANCHISE FEDERATIONOF WESTERN PENNSYLVANIAMCMXV          COPYRIGHT 1915 BY          THE EQUAL FRANCHISE FEDERATION          OF WESTERN PENNSYLVANIA          DEDICATED TO          _Mrs Henry Villard_          AND          _Mrs J O Miller__Introduction_There are cook books and cook books and their generation is not endeda generation that began in the Garden of Eden presumably for if MotherEve was not vastly different from her daughters she knew how to cooksome things better than her neighbors and they wanted to know how shemade them and she wanted to tell themIndeed it has been stated that the very first book printed a smallaffair consisted mainly of recipes for messes of food and forremedies for diseases common in growing familiesWhether the very first book printed was a cook book or not it is quitetrue that among the very oldest books extant are those telling how toprepare food clothing and medicine Some of these make mightyinteresting reading particularly the portions relating to cures for allsorts of ills likewise of love when it seemed an ill and of ill luckAnd who wouldnt cheerfully pay money even in this enlightened day fora book containing recipes for just these same things For in spite ofour higher civilization broader education and vastly extendedknowledge we still believe in lucky days lucky stones and luckyomensThese formed no inconsiderable part of the old time cook book and nodoubt would constitute a very attractive feature of a modern culinaryguide However hardly anyone would confess to having bought it on thataccountIn these later times professors of the culinary art tell us the cookinghas been reduced to a science and that there is no more guess workabout it They have given high sounding names to the food elementsfigured out perfectly balanced rations and adjusted foods to allconditions of health or ill health And yet the world is eatingpractically the same old things and in the same old way the differencebeing confined mainly to the sauces added to please the tasteNow that women are coming into their own and being sincerely interestedin the welfare of the race it is entirely proper that they shouldprescribe the food balance the ration and tell how it should beprepared and servedSeeing that a large majority of the sickness that plagues the land isdue to improper feeding and can be prevented by teaching the simpleart of cooking of serving and of eating the wonder is that moreattention has not been given to instruction in the simpler phases of theculinary artIt is far from being certain that famous chefs have contributed greatlyto the health and long life of those able to pay the fine salaries theydemand Nor are these sent to minister to the sick nor to the workingpeople nor to the poor It would seem that even since before the timeof Lucullus their business has been mainly to invent and concoct dishesthat would appeal to perverted tastes and abnormal appetitesThe simple life promises most in this earthly stage of our existencefor as we eat so we live and as we live so we die and after death thejudgment on our lives Thus it is that our spiritual lives are more orless directly influenced by our feeding habitsEating and drinking are so essential to our living and to ourusefulness and so directly involved with our future state that thesemust be classed with our sacred duties Hence the necessity for soeducating the children that they will know how to live and how todevelop into hale hearty and wholesome men and women thus insuring thebest possible social and political conditions for the people of thiscountryThe surest way into the affections of a man is through his stomachalso to his pocket is an ancient joke and yet not all a joke therebeing several grains of truth in it enough at least to warrant somethoughtful attentionWomen being the homekeepers and the natural guardians of the childrenit is important that they be made familiar with the culinary art so theymay be entirely competent to lead coming generations in the paths ofhealth and happinessSo say the members of Equal Franchise Associations throughout the lengthand breadth of our land and beyond the border as far as truecivilization extendsHence this book which represents an honest effort to benefit the peopleold and young native and foreign It is not a speculative venture but adependable guide to a most desirable social moral and physical state ofbeingDisguise it as we may the fact remains that the feeding of a people isof first importance seeing the feeding is the great essential tosuccess either social or commercial The farmer and stock raiser givesspecial attention to feeding usually more to the feeding of his animalsthan of his children or of himself And yet he wonders why his domesticaffairs do not thrive and prosper as does his farming and stockraisingPhysical trainers are most particular about what the members of theirclasses eat and drink One mess of strawberry short cake and cream willunfit a boy for a field contest for a whole week while a full meal ofdainties may completely upset a man or woman for a day or twoThe cook book of the past was filled mainly with recipes for daintiesrather than sane and wholesome dishes the aim being to please the tastefor the moment rather than to feed the body and the brainNow that we are entering upon an age of sane living it is important thatthe home makers should be impressed with the fact that good healthprecedes all that is worth while in,22
+SONETOSDEANTHEROEDITORSTÉNIOCOIMBRADezembro 1861IMPRENSA LITERARIADO EDITOR_Pela mão vos trago um vate_                         Amigo Anthero    Aproximate á machina o retrato    Quero fique a primor Eia Arrepelame    Essas bastas gadelhas côr das messes    Lá quando ao largo foge em tarde estuosa    O grande _Moribundo_ Ergue essa fronte    Fitame com esse olhar tão sobranceiro    De vivo lume cheio e puro aféto    Inclina mais ao lado o teu sombrêro    E assenta no quadril a mão segura    Do braço firme e leal Estende a perna    Deixa ficarte assim que estás famoso    Dezembro 1861                      STÉNIOA João de DeusComo ha para cada latitude uma estrela para cada estrela uma luz suaha para cada evolução da Arte uma forma propria unica perfeitaA forma compteta do lirismo puro é o SonetoA _Ode_ como a flor esplendida do cátus abre aos quatro ventos doentusiasmo as suas petalas brilhantes fortes ardentes como os voosaltivos mas seguros do genio que julga o espaço seu e tenta avassalaro mundoAquela pompa deslumbra mas quando o vento da tarde passar talvez váachala pendida sobre os espinhos da áste semimorta sem que doesplendor da manhã lhe reste mais que a túnica de purpura ja desbotadaem que se envolve como uma rainha decaída no manto da sua antigarealezaImaginação luxuriante profusão de ideas babel confusa de mil elementosencontradoscomo reduzir tudo isto á unidade ao simplesImpossivel Aquela forma veste uma substancia é manifestação verdadeirae exáta duma evolução da Arte mas reduzila á simplicidade ninguem opode fazer por que a substancia daquela forma é complexa como o mundoque a gerou Não é o lirismo _puro_Entre o Mosteiro da Batalha e essa selva gigantesca de colunas ogivasabobadas portáes chamada Catedral de Strasburgo ha toda a diferençaque vai do simples ao complexo do belo ao grandiosoOra o lirismoo lirismo puro e estremevive do belo e não do grandede simplicidade e não de profusão o sentimento é _um_simplespor queé a parte eterna imutavel divina do homem o olho com que vemos aDeus a mão com que lhe palpamos o seio A inteligencia a fantatasiasão complexas profusas multiplas por que são o mutavel oprogressivo a porta por onde nos entra o mundo o pulmão com queaspiramos e respiramos o universo o imensoA Catedral de Strasburgo é a grande obra da arte humana o trabalho demil inteligencias o pensamento da humanidade numa época da sua vidaum Faust destrofes de marmore O Mosteiro da Batalha é a tocantetradução do sentimento eterno da alma da aspiração imutavel a Deus aoAmorunico um Evangelho escrito a escopro e buril uma é ainda a terrao outro é ja o ceuPois bem a _ode_ o lirismo de cabeça aonde se espelha o universoserá a Catedral da MeiaIdade mas o _soneto_ o lirismo puro da alma aidea que traduz o eterno sentimento é o Mosteiro da Batalha                              Por quePor que ha uma forma para cada idea por que o vestido deve ajustarseao corpo por que cada estatua tem o seu molde diferenteQual será a forma do simples A unidade O que corresponde aosentimento O simplesAtiremos com uma peça de pano aos hombros deste _nú_ e vejamos o quesáeO Sentimento não se define é indefinido vago misterioso aspira enão sabe o que quer sonha e não vê as visões do sonho chóra e malsabe o que são lagrimas corre e não conhece a terra que pisa ora enão sabe que Deus lhe escuta a prece exulta ri entristece sisma enão conhece quem lhe dêo tristeza ou alegriaEilo aí o _nú_ vergonhoso e timorato fugindo a luz e o ruidoocultandose no fundo da alma como em abrigo profundo o desconhecidoDaqui até que apareça á luz do dia vestido e um pouco proprio para asociadade ainda timido e saudoso de retiro sim mas finalmente ja umtanto desafrontado e senhor de si desde que o tirem do seu abrigo atéo trazerem para a assemblea dos homens por quantas transformações porquantas fases por quantas mãos não passará eleVejamos como se veste o _nú_ para conhecermos que vestido lhe vaimelhorAssimO Sentimento é o que há em nós de mais irrefletido mais fatal aindaque por outro lado mais livre na alma do homem éo instinto daalmaQuando o poeta sentiu na primeira noute em que ergueu ao céu osolhos do espirito agitarselhe dentro o hospede estranho ficou comoque alheio ao mundo e a si e mal soube da visita do desconhecidoMas quando uma e outra vez e muitas vezes sentiu tomaremlhe a mão elevaremno pelos espaços ideaes a novos e estranhos mundos olhou emroda por ver a face ao guia misterioso Não o vio mas no silencio danoute ouvio dentro de si um sussurro brando e sumido como o da aguaentre os arbustos como confidencia damores dita baixinho e em segredoE então prestou o ouvido e escutou                              O que significa isto o que é este inclinarse do poeta sobre o fundo dasua alma interrogandolhe os écos escutandolhe as vozes que lá dentromurmuram maldistintasÉ o homem que começa a ter consciencia do sentimentoÉ a inteligencia querendo penetrar nalmaÉ o dedo que se põe sobre o coração para lhe sentir o pulsarÉ o poeta que se interrogaE o _nú_ ocultase disfarçase foge não se deixa apanhar mas o olharprescrutador segueo por toda a parte vailhe em cima a cada retiradafitao nos cantos mais obscuros e não,3
+Produced by DR ThompsonTHE EVOLUTION OF THEOLOGY AN ANTHROPOLOGICAL STUDYESSAY 8 FROM SCIENCE AND HEBREW TRADITIONBy Thomas Henry HuxleyI conceive that the origin the growth the decline and the fallof those speculations respecting the existence the powers and thedispositions of beings analogous to men but more or less devoid ofcorporeal qualities which may be broadly included under the head oftheology are phenomena the study of which legitimately falls withinthe province of the anthropologist And it is purely as a question ofanthropology a department of biology to which at various times I havegiven a good deal of attention that I propose to treat of the evolutionof theology in the following pagesWith theology as a code of dogmas which are to be believed or at anyrate repeated under penalty of present or future punishment or as astorehouse of anaesthetics for those who find the pains of life toohard to bear I have nothing to do and so far as it may be possibleI shall avoid the expression of any opinion as to the objective truth orfalsehood of the systems of theological speculation of which I may findoccasion to speak From my present point of view theology is regardedas a natural product of the operations of the human mind under theconditions of its existence just as any other branch of science orthe arts of architecture or music or painting are such products Likethem theology has a history Like them also it is to be met with incertain simple and rudimentary forms and these can be connected by amultitude of gradations which exist or have existed among people ofvarious ages and races with the most highly developed theologies ofpast and present times It is not my object to interfere even in theslightest degree with beliefs which anybody holds sacred or to alterthe conviction of any one who is of opinion that in dealing withtheology we ought to be guided by considerations different from thosewhich would be thought appropriate if the problem lay in the provinceof chemistry or of mineralogy And if people of these ways of thinkingchoose to read beyond the present paragraph the responsibility formeeting with anything they may dislike rests with them and not with meWe are all likely to be more familiar with the theological history ofthe Israelites than with that of any other nation We may thereforefitly make it the first object of our studies and it will be convenientto commence with that period which lies between the invasion of Canaanand the early days of the monarchy and answers to the eleventh andtwelfth centuries BC or thereabouts The evidence on which anyconclusion as to the nature of Israelitic theology in those days must bebased is wholly contained in the Hebrew Scripturesan agglomerationof documents which certainly belong to very different ages but of theexact dates and authorship of any one of which except perhaps a fewof the prophetical writings there is no evidence either internal orexternal so far as I can discover of such a nature as to justify morethan a confession of ignorance or at most an approximate conclusionIn this venerable record of ancient life miscalled a book when itis really a library comparable to a selection of works from Englishliterature between the times of Beda and those of Milton we have thestratified deposits often confused and even with their natural orderinverted left by the stream of the intellectual and moral life ofIsrael during many centuries And embedded in these strata there arenumerous remains of forms of thought which once lived and whichthough often unfortunately mere fragments are of priceless value tothe anthropologist Our task is to rescue these from their relativelyunimportant surroundings and by careful comparison with existing formsof theology to make the dead world which they record live again Inother words our problem is palaeontological and the method pursuedmust be the same as that employed in dealing with other fossil remainsAmong the richest of the fossiliferous strata to which I have alludedare the books of Judges and Samuel 1 It has often been observed thatthese writings stand out in marked relief from those which precede andfollow them in virtue of a certain archaic freshness and of a greaterfreedom from traces of late interpolation and editorial trimmingJephthah Gideon and Samson are men of old heroic stamp who wouldlook as much in place in a Norse Saga as where they are and if thevarnishbrush of later respectability has passed over these memoirs ofthe mighty men of a wild age here and there it has not succeeded ineffacing or even in seriously obscuring the essential characteristicsof the theology traditionally ascribed to their epochThere is nothing that I have met with in the results of Biblicalcriticism inconsistent with the conviction that these books give us afairly trustworthy account of Israelitic life and thought in the timeswhich they cover and as such apart from the great literary merit ofmany of their episodes they possess the interest of being perhaps theoldest genuine history as apart from mere chronicles on the one handand mere legends on the other at present accessible to usBut it is often said with exultation by writers of one party and oftenadmitted more or less unwillingly by their opponents that thesebooks are untrustworthy by reason of being full of obviously unhistorictales And as a notable example the narrative of Sauls visit to thesocalled witch of Endor is often cited As I have already intimatedI have nothing to do with theological partisanship either heterodox ororthodox nor for my present purpose does it matter very much whetherthe story is historically true or whether it merely shows what thewriter believed but looking at the matter solely from the point ofview of an anthropologist I beg leave to express the opinion thatthe account of Sauls necromantic expedition is quite consistent withprobability That is to say I see no reason whatever to doubt firstlythat Saul made such a visit and secondly that he and all who werepresent including the wise woman of Endor herself would have givenwith entire sincerity very much the same account of the,33
+Produced by Juliet Sutherland Jacqueline Jeremy and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetIllustration Thus they started in a line Yhon leading  Page 182    GIRL SCOUTS IN    THE ADIRONDACKS    BY    LILLIAN ELIZABETH ROY    AUTHOR OF    THE POLLY BREWSTER BOOKS    THE LITTLE WASHINGTONS BOOKS    ILLUSTRATED    GROSSET  DUNLAP    PUBLISHERS NEW YORK    Made in the United States of America    COPYRIGHT 1921 BY    GEORGE SULLY  COMPANY    _The Girl Scouts in the Adirondacks_    _Printed in the U S A_    CONTENTS    CHAPTER                                                         PAGE       I THE FRIDAY JINX                                              1      II ANOTHER DAY OF TROUBLES                                     24     III IN THE MOUNTAINS AT LAST                                    41      IV A VISIT TO GREY FOX CAMP                                    60       V A STORY OF CREATION                                         72      VI LOST ON THE TRAIL                                           91     VII A LITTLE BUSINESS                                          106    VIII JAKES INTERVIEW WITH A SKUNK                              127      IX LESSONS IN TRACKING                                        139       X THE GIRL SCOUTS ENTERTAIN                                  157      XI A CANOE TRIP                                               179     XII FIRST AID                                                  190    XIII SHOOTING THE RAPIDSAND OTHER THINGS                      204     XIV THE GRAND SURPRISE                                         214ILLUSTRATIONSThus they started in a line Yhon leading page 182    _Frontispiece_                                                                    PAGEWould you prefer to sit here and dream Betzy or go backwith me and eat sandwiches,15
+Produced by David Edwards Emmy and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet This file wasproduced from scans of public domain material produced byMicrosoft for their Live Search Books siteIllustration Cover A Brother to DragonsA BROTHER TO DRAGONSAND_OTHER OLDTIME TALES_BY AMÉLIE RIVES          NEW YORK          HARPER  BROTHERS FRANKLIN SQUARE          1888          Copyright 1888 by HARPER  BROTHERS          _All rights reserved_          Dedicated          WITH GRATEFUL REMEMBRANCE          TO          THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH          MY FIRST EDITORPREFACEOF the tales published in this volume A Brother to Dragons appearedin the _Atlantic Monthly_ for March 1886 The Farrier Lass o PipingPebworth in _Lippincotts Magazine_ for July 1887 and Nurse Crumpettells the Story in _Harpers Magazine_ for September 1887                                                        AMÉLIE RIVESCONTENTS                                                  PAGE          A BROTHER TO DRAGONS                       1          THE FARRIER LASS O PIPING PEBWORTH       82          NURSE CRUMPET TELLS THE STORY            168A BROTHER TO DRAGONSIIN the year of grace 1586 on the last day of the month of May to allwho may chance to read this narrative theseI will first be at the pains of stating that had it not been for MarianI had never indited these or any other papers true or false Secondlythat the facts herein set down be true facts none the less true thatthey are strange I will furthermore explain that Marian is theChristian name of my lawful wife and that our surname is ButterMy wife had nursed the Lady Margaret from the moment of her birth andhere I must make another digression The Lady Margaret was the twinsister of the then Lord of Amhurste Lord Robert and my lady and hislordship had quarrelledMarian saith with a great cause but I cannotherein forbear also expressing my opinion which is to the effect thatfor that quarrel there was neither cause justice nor reasonTherefore before those who may chance to read these words I will laybare the facts pertaining to the said quarrelIt concerned the family ghost which ghost was said to haunt a certainblue chamber in the east wing of the castle Now I myself had nevergainsaid these reports for although I do not believe in ghosts I havea certain respect for them as they have never offered me any affronteither by appearing to me or otherwise maltreating me But Marian wholike many of her sex seemed to consort naturally with banshees bogiesapparitions and the like declared to me that at several different andequally inconvenient times this ghost had presented itself to herstartling her on two occasions to such an extent that she once let fallthe contents of the brothbowl on Herne the bloodhound thereby causingthat beast to maliciously devour two breadths of her new black taffetaSunday gown again a hot iron wherewith she was pressing out the seamsof Lady Margarets nightgown On the second occasion she fled alongthe kitchen hall shrieking piteously and preceded by Doll the kitchenwench the latter having in her seeming a certain ghostly appearance asshe was clad only in her shift which the draughts in the hall inflatedto a great size The poor maid fled affrighted into her room and lockedthe door behind her yet when I did essay to assuage the terror ofMistress Butter identifying Doll and the blueroom ghost as one and thesame she thanked me not but belabored me in her frenzy with the yetwarm iron which she had instinctively snatched up in her flightdemanding of me at the same time if I had ever seen Dolls nose spoutfire and her eyes spit in her head like hot coals I being of anecessity compelled to reply No Marian further told me that it wasthus that the ghost had comported itself that moreover it was cladall in a livid blue flame from top to toe and that it had a banner ored sarcenet that streamed out behind like forked lightning She thensaid that this malevolent spirit had struck her with its blazing handand that did I not believe her I could see the burn on her wrist Uponmy suggesting that this wound might have been inflicted by the iron inits fall she did use me in so unwifely a manner that I sought my bed inmuch wrath and vexation of spirit Nay I do fear me that I cursed theday I was wed the day on which my wife was born wishing all women tothe dl and that moreover out loud which put me to much shameafterwards for some days although be it said to my still greatershame it was full a fortnight eer I confessed my repentance unto thewife whom I had,9
+Produced by Robert Cicconetti Irma Spehar and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet Thisfile was produced from images generously made availableby the Canadian Institute for Historical Microreproductionswwwcanadianaorg                           THE LADIES BOOK                                  OF                          USEFUL INFORMATION                      COMPILED FROM MANY SOURCES                             London Ont              LONDON PRINTING  LITHOGRAPHING CO LTD                                 1896Entered according to Act of the Parliament of Canada in the year1897 on behalf of the unnamed author by P J Edmunds at theDepartment of Agriculture ALL RIGHTS RESERVED                               PrefaceTo the ladies of America is this little work THE LADIES BOOK OFUSEFUL INFORMATION dedicated It is a book written expressly forwomen This book is full from cover to cover of useful and necessaryinformation for women Never before has so much knowledge with whichwomen should be acquainted been printed in one book It is a perfectstorehouse of useful facts Almost every lady spends many dollarsevery year for cosmetics medicines household articles etc whichthis book would save herThis is a book which every lady should have and which every mothershould place in the hands of her daughters as they come to years ofunderstanding Every girl of twelve and upwards should read thisvaluable workMany books costing from three to five dollars do not contain half theinformation contained in this work Everything described in thispreface is taught in this bookIt teaches ladies the secret of Youth Beauty HealthThe first chapter teaches all about Personal BeautyEvery lady desires to be beautiful and it is the duty of every womanto be as attractive as possible All may enhance their charms and belovely by following the directions of this book Few persons know howto improve their natural looks so as to captivate charm and win theadmiration of those whom they meet This book tells the wonderfulsecretall the ancients ever knew and all that has been discoveredsince It teaches how to wonderfully improve the person in lovelinessThe real secret of changing an ordinary looking person into one ofgreat beauty makes this book of great value Nature does something forus but art must make the perfect man or womanIf you desire bright melting eyes a clear soft rosetintedcomplexion beautiful hands and graceful figure welldeveloped andperfect use the knowledge which you will find in this bookIt teaches how to acquire a beautiful delicate loveliness whichcannot be surpassed and which can be retained to a very late age Bymeans of this teaching a woman of thirtyfive or forty can easily passfor a girl of twentyfiveIt teaches how to conceal the evidence of age and how to make themost stubbornly red and rough hands beautifully soft and whiteRemember that THE LADIES BOOK OF USEFUL INFORMATION does not teachthe use of paint and powder which is injurious to the skin but howto make the _cheek glow_ with health and the _neck_ _arms_ and_hands_ to rival the lily in whiteness It teaches how to cure GreasySkin Freckles Pimples Wrinkles Blackheads Crowsfeet BlotchesFace Grubs Tan Sunburn Chapped Hands Sore Lips etcIt teaches how to cure and prevent redness and roughness and to makethe skin soft smooth white and delicate producing a perfectlynatural appearance It teaches how to cure and refine a coarse skinso that it will be clear and whiteIt tells what has never before been published How to restore a fairrosy complexion to its original freshness after it has become sallowand faded This is a wonderful secret and is sure in its results Itwill also cause those who have always been pale to have beautifulbright rosy cheeks and the eyes to be brilliant and sparklingIt teaches how to have soft white and attractive hands even thoughcompelled to do housework Every lady desires to have nice hands andall may do so by following the directions of this book The mostcoarse rough red hands will by following this teaching becomebeautifully delicate and white and it causes very little trouble tocare for themIt teaches how to care for the hair so as to improve the growth and tohave a beautiful and luxuriant head of hair how to keep the skin ofthe scalp healthy to cure Dandruff to prevent the hair falling andto have it of a nice glossy hueIt teaches how to have clear and brilliant eyes with beautiful longdrooping lashes also how to cure sore and weak eyesIt teaches how to care for the teeth so as to have them white andsound telling how to treat those that are decayed and how to preventthe decay of sound onesIt teaches how to have beautiful ripe red lips and how to cure soreand chapped lipsIt teaches how to cure Warts Corns Bruises Sprains Cold Feet BadBreath etcIt teaches how to bleach purify and whiten the most stubbornly redrough skin so that it will be beautifully clear and white and acomplexion that is naturally passable will be admired by all who seeit after being treated as,9
+Produced by Bryan Ness Jeroen Hellingman and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet Thisbook was produced from scanned images of public domainmaterial from the Google Print project                             NOTICE                                                                                                        The medical knowledge  represented in  this book  is over a century  old The publication of this  book is for historical interest only  and is not to be construed as  medical advice  by Project Gutenberg  or its  volunteers  Medicinal plants  should  not be used  without  consulting a trained medical professional Medical science has made  considerable progress since this book was written  Recommendations  or prescriptions  may have been superseded  by better alternatives  or invalidated altogether                                                                      Medicinal Plants                                 of the                         Philippine Archipelago                The Medicinal Plants of the Philippines                                   By                         T H Pardo De Tavera   Doctor en Medicina de la Facultad de Paris Comisionado Cientifico    de S M en las Islas Filipinas y Delegado General en las Mismas  de la Société Académique IndoChinoise de Francia Miembro Fundador        Correspondiente de la Sociedad Española de Higiene Etc                       Translated and Revised by                   Jerome B Thomas Jr AB MD                Captain and Assistant Surgeon U S V                             Philadelphia                        P Blakistons Son  Co                          1012 Walnut Street                                  1901                          Copyright 1901 by                        P Blakistons Son  CoTRANSLATORS PREFACEThis translation was undertaken with the especial object offacilitating the study of the native medicinal plants by thenumerous medical officers stationed at small posts throughout thePhilippines In order to aid in the recognition of these plantsthe botanical descriptions have been revised to the extent of addingwhere possible the size and shape of the plant English name lengthof leaves color of flowers etc in many instances supplying theentire botanical description where it had been omitted on account ofgeneral familiarity with the plant Comparing the few analyses that Ihave had an opportunity to make with corresponding ones in the nativeworks from which Dr Tavera has taken his botanical descriptionsI am impressed with the necessity for a revision of the Botany of thePhilippines However as the therapeutic properties of the flora areof foremost interest to the medical profession I have not hesitatedto publish the book in its present form as an entering wedge leavingto those better fitted the great work of classifying the flora ofthese islands in accordance with modern botanical scienceDr Tavera has faithfully described the Malay and Hindu therapeuticsof the present day enriching his description by observations foundedon a long practice in Paris and in his own native Luzon From thispotpourri of scientific therapeutics and ignorant superstitiousdrugging the interested physician will elicit not a few useful dataconcerning the treatment of disease in the tropics and at the sametime gain a more intimate,24
+Produced by Sankar Viswanathan Juliet Sutherland and theOnline Distributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet        Illustration Lets come away whispered Marjorie                           The CHILDREN of                             WILTON CHASE                                  By                           MRS L T MEADE                              AUTHOR OF              A GIRL IN TEN THOUSAND A RING OF RUBIES                       GIRLS NEW AND OLD ETC                               NEW YORK                           GROSSET  DUNLAP                              PUBLISHERS                            Copyright 1891                    BY CASSELL PUBLISHING COMPANY                                   CONTENTSCHAPTER                                               PAGEI      MARJORIES WAY                                 1II     SHARK                                         13III    ERMENGARDES SIN                              25IV     THE DAY OF THE PICNIC                         32V      LOCKED IN THE CUPBOARD                        62VI     A STOLEN TREASURE                             69VII    A GOOD BOYISH SORT OF GIRL                   82VIII   FATHERS BIRTHDAY                             97IX     FIVE OCLOCK IN THE MORNING                  104X      THE REIGN OF CHAOS                           115XI     AFTER THE FUN                                133XII    AFTER THE BIRTHDAY                           150XIII   BASILS OPINION                              162XIV    I SERVE                                      175XV     LILIAS                                       187XVI    THE BEAUTIFUL,1
+Produced by Delphine Lettau Emmy and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet This file wasproduced from images generously made available by TheInternet ArchiveAmerican LibrariesTHE RUBAIYAT OF A HUFFY HUSBANDMARY B LITTLEIllustration ARTI et VERITATI          BOSTON          RICHARD G BADGER          The Gorham Press          1908          _Copyright 1908 by Mary B Little_          _All Rights Reserved_          _The Gorham Press Boston U S A_THE RUBAIYAT OF A HUFFY HUSBAND                           I          I wake the Sun does scatter into Flight          The Dreams of Happiness I have each Night            O blessèd Dreamsfull of Domestic Bliss          Too soon alas Theyre banished with the Light                           II          Im going to tell in just the Briefest way          The cause of all my Anguishif I may            Then one and all will know the Reason why          My Mien is Solemn and I am not Gay                           III          On Christmas day a good Friend did present          My Wife a Book no doubt with best intent            The Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam twas          Little I dreamed the Woe of its Advent                           IV          After the rush of Holidays was oer          And things had settled back in Place once more            Wife found the Time to revel in that Book          And told me how she loved its Ancient Lore                           V          She soon possessed the dreadful Omar Fad          Which other Husbands I have learned think Bad            But unlike other Fads which now are Past          This has the power to make me very Mad                           VI          The others which she tired of years before          Collecting Vases Fans and Spoons galore            Did not affect the Comfort of our Home          Therefore there was no reason to be Sore                           VII          But now each time I come back to the House          I find what was my former loving Spouse            So deep absorbed in Omars Rubaiyat          She reads right on and scarcely does Arouse                           VIII          Or else I find her with her Pen in Hand          Grinding out Quatrains which mayhap are Grand            She tries to make me Listen Rest assured          That I obey Not any such Command                           IX          Had I but known just what my Fate would be          Inside a Drawer to which I hold the Key            That Book forever would have Disappeared          And thereby would have gained some Peace for,32
+Produced by Julia Miller and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet This file wasproduced from images generously made available by TheInternet ArchiveAmerican LibrariesHUMANITY IN THE CITY                                   TRANSCRIBERS NOTE Every effort has been made to replicate this text asfaithfully as possible please see list of printing issues at the endof the text                                   Illustration E H ChapinHUMANITY IN THE CITYBY THEREV E H CHAPIN NEW YORK   DE WITT  DAVENPORT PUBLISHERS   160  162 NASSAU STREET BOSTON   ABEL TOMPKINS 38  40 CORNHILL                                   Entered according to Act of Congress in the year 1854 byDE WITT  DAVENPORTIn the Clerks Office of the U S District Courtfor the Southern District of New York G W ALEXANDER   BINDER 9 Spruce Street W H TINSON   STEREOTYPER 24 Beekman Street TAWS RUSSELL  CO   PRINTERS No 26 Beekman Street                                   CONTENTS                                                         PAGE  I THE LESSONS OF THE STREET                             13  II MAN AND MACHINERY                                    39  III THE STRIFE FOR PRECEDENCE                           65  IV THE SYMBOLS OF THE REPUBLIC                          93  V THE SPRINGS OF SOCIAL LIFE                           123  VI THE ALLIES OF THE TEMPTER                           157  VII THE CHILDREN OF THE POOR                           187  VIII THE HELP OF RELIGION                              223                                   PREFACEA volume like the present hardly requires the formality of a preface Itis the continuation of a series already published and like that aimsat applying the highest standard of Morality and Religion to the phasesof everyday life In order however that the view with which thesediscourses have been prepared may not be misconceived I wish merely tosay that I am far from supposing that these are the only themes to bepreached or that they constitute the highest class of practicalsubjects and shall be sorry if in any way they seem to imply a neglectof that interior and holy life which is the spring not only of rightaffections but of clear perception and sturdy everyday duty I hopeon the contrary that the very aspects of this busy city lifethe veryproblems which start out of itwill tend to convince men of thenecessity of this inward and regenerating principle Nevertheless Imaintain that these topics have a place in the circle of the preacherswork and he need entertain no fear of desecrating his pulpit by secularthemes who seeks to consecrate all things in any way involving theaction and the welfare of men by the spirit and aims of His Religionwho while he preached the Gospel likewise fed the hungry healed thesick and touched the issues of every temporal want I may have failedin the method I trust I have not in the purpose    E H C_New York May 1854_THE LESSONS OF THE STREETHUMANITY IN THE CITYDISCOURSE ITHE LESSONS OF THE STREET      Wisdom crieth without she uttereth her voice in the      streetsPROVERBS i 20The great truths of religion may be communicated to the mind and theheart in two waysby abstract treatment and by illustration It mustbe taken up in its absolute connection with God and with our own soulsIn solitary meditation in selfexamination and in prayer we shalllearn the intrinsic claims which Faith and Duty have upon reason andconscience But we cannot proceed far before we discover the necessityof some _symbol_ by which these abstract principles may be,21
+Produced by Jeroen Hellingman and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet                            DE HONIG                        EN ZIJN GEBRUIK                              Door                          WF Rondou      Schrijver van den Bond der Bieëntelers van Brabant                         Tweede uitgave                             Leuven                Drukkerij Polleunis en Ceuterick                      30 Weezenstraat 30                              1895DE HONIG                                Het heeft Gode behaagd aan de                                kleinste diertjes een veelvoudiger                                vernuft dan aan de groote dieren                                te schenken maar geen is er dat                                meer zinverstand dan de honigbie                                ontvangen heeft                                                    H Conscience_Oorsprong_De honig of honing komt voort van _nectar_ welke doorde bieën op de bloemen van bijna alle planten verzameld wordt Denectar zelf is een zoet en welriekend sap dat door de honigklierender bloemen wordt afgescheiden hij lokt de bieën aan en deze zuigenhem uit den bloemkelk en brengen hem naar hare woning om er honigvan te makenDe kleur de smaak de geur en andere eigenschappen des honigsverschillen volgens de planten waarvan hij voortkomtVele gewassen bezitten de kracht menschen en dieren van hunne kwalente kunnen genezen en worden daarom geneeskundige planten genoemd Debloem der plant is zeker haar voornaamste en krachtigste deel welnudaar de honig om zoo te zeggen het sap der bloemen is zal hij hiervanook de krachten bezitten_Soorten_Volgens de wijze waarop de honig uit de bieënwoningengeoogst wordt onderscheidt men _gepersten_ _uitgetrokken_ of_geslingerden_ honig en honig in _raten_ of _sectiën_Eertijds moesten de bieboeren hunnen honig uit de raten of schijvenpersen en bekwamen dan meestal een mengsel dat uit honig wasstuifmeel en doode bieën bestond Deze doenwijze heeft voorzeker veelbijgedragen om het verbruik van den honig te doen verminderen enhem door de suiker te doen vervangen De vreemde honig die nog meestdoor onze suikerbakkers drogisten en apothekers aangekocht wordt isdoorgaans geperste doch hij heeft het voordeel zeer goedkoop te zijnzoodat hij daarom boven onzen zuiveren inlandschen honig verkozenwordt Goedkoop maar slecht en vervalscht is de meeste honig diehier uit andere streken wordt ingevoerd Wij zeggen slecht want hetpersen bederft den besten honig omdat hij hierdoor zijne frischheidzijnen geur zijnen goeden smaak en zijne kleur verliestDank aan den overgrooten vooruitgang die er sedert eenige jaren in debieënteelt gedaan is kunnen de bieëntelers thans zeer zuiveren honigleveren In plaats van den honig uit de raten te persen gebruikt deverstandige bieman een werktuig honigslinger genoemd waarmede hij denhonig uit de schijven kan trekken De honigslinger is een werktuigdat op de middelpuntvliedende kracht gesteund is In de beredeneerdebieënteelt zijn thans de gewone korven met vaststaande raten door debieënkassen met losse ramen vervangen Wil de bieënteler nu zijnenhonig oogsten dan neemt hij de gevulde ramen uit de kas borstelt erde bieën af ontzegelt de gesloten honigcellen en zet de raten in denslinger Hij zet het werktuig in beweging en na verloop van eenigeminuten is de honig uit de cellen getrokken zonder de schijven tebreken of er eenige onzuiverheid mede te mengen Men bekomt aldusuiterst zuiveren honig terwijl men er ook met de handen niet moetaanraken Deze uitgetrokken of uitgeslingerde honig is bijgevolgveel meer waard dan honig die geperst werd Overigens wie onderopzicht van spijzen een weinig keurig is zal geenen gepersten honiggebruiken en hem niettegenstaande zijnen lagen prijs geheel engansch verwerpenNaar het voorbeeld der Engelschen en der Amerikanen begint men in onsland ook _honig in sectiën_ te gebruiken Deze sectiën zijn kleineramen waarin de bieënteler zeer zuivere waswafels zet maagdenwasgenoemd waarvan de cellen,9
+Produced by Juliet Sutherland Hélène de Mink and theOnline Distributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetTranscribers note Minor spelling inconsistencies mainly hyphenatedwords have been harmonised Obvious printer errors have beenrepairedAccents In French sentences most of them italicised accents havebeen added when necessary according to the French spelling of thetimeIn an English context French words have no accents if there are noaccents in the original text In case of an inconsistent use ofaccents the French spelling has been favouredThe advertisement for other books in the series have been removed frompage 3 to the end of this ebook_The Story of Paris_Illustration _Winged Victory of Samothrace_   THE STORY OF PARIS   _by Thomas Okey_   _With Illustrations by_   _Katherine Kimball_   _London JM Dent  Sons Ltd   Aldine House 1013 Bedford Street   Covent Garden WC      New York EP Dutton  Co1919_   _First Edition 1906_   _Reprinted 1911 July 1919_I will not forget this that I can never mutinie so much againstFrance but I must needes looke on Paris with a favourable eye it hathmy hart from my infancy whereof it hath befalne me as of excellentthings the more other faire and stately cities I have seene sincethe more hir beauty hath power and doth still usurpingly gaine upon myaffections I love that citie for hir own sake and more in hir onlysubsisting and owne being than when it is fall fraught andembellished with forraine pompe and borrowed garish ornaments I lovehir so tenderly that hir spottes her blemishes and hir warts aredeare unto me I am no perfect French man but by this great citiegreat in people great in regard of the felicitie of hir situationbut above all great and incomparable in varietie and diversitie ofcommodities the glory of France and one of the noblest and chiefeornaments of the world God of his mercy free hir and chase away allour divisions from hir So long as she shall continue so long shall Inever want a home or a retreat to retire and shrowd myselfe at alltimes   MONTAIGNE   Quand Dieu eslut nonante et dix royaumes   Tot le meillor torna en douce France   COURONNEMENT LOYSPREFACEIn recasting _Paris and its Story_ for issue in the Mediæval TownsSeries opportunity has been taken of revising the whole and ofadding a Second Part wherein we have essayed the office of ciceroneObviously in so vast a range of study as that afforded by the city ofParis compression and selection have been imperative we havetherefore limited our guidance to such routes and edifices as seemedto offer the more important objects of historic and artistic interestexcluding from our purview with much regret the works ofcontemporary artists On the Louvre as the richest Thesaurus ofbeautiful things in Europe we have dwelt at some length and even soit has been possible only to deal broadly with its contents A bookhas however this advantage over a corporeal guide it can be curtlydismissed without fear of offence when antipathy may impel thetraveller to pass by or sympathy invite him to linger over thevarious objects indicated to his gaze In a city where change is soconstant and the housebreakers pick so active any work dealing withmonuments of the past must needs soon become imperfect Since thepublication of _Paris and its Story_ in the autumn of 1904 apicturesque group of old houses in the Rue de lArbre Sec includingthe Hôtel des Mousquetaires the traditional lodging of DumasdArtagnan has been swept away and a monstrous mass of engineering isnow reared on its site even as we write other demolitions of historicbuildings are in progress Care has however been taken to bring thislittle work up to date and our constant desire has been to render ituseful to the inexperienced visitor to Paris Success in socomplicated and difficult a task can be but partial and in this as inso many of lifes aims our wills as good Sir Thomas Browne saysmust be our performances and our intents make out our actionsotherwise our pious labours shall find anxiety in our graves and ourbest endeavours not hope but fear a resurrectionIt now remains to acknowledge our indebtedness to the following amongother authorities which are here set down to obviate the necessityfor repeated footnotes and to indicate to readers who may desire topursue the study of the history and art of Paris in more detail someworks among the enormous mass of literature on the subject that willrepay perusalFor the general history of France the monumental _Histoire de France_now in course of publication edited by E Lavisse Michelets_Histoire de France_ _Recits de lHistoire de France_ and _Procèsdes Templiers_ Victor Duruy _Histoire de France_ the cheap andadmirable selection of authorities in the seventeen volumes of the_Histoire de France racontée par les Contemporains_ edited by BZeller _Carl Faulmann Illustrirte Geschichte der Buchdruckerkunst_the Chronicles of Gregory of Tours Richer Abbo Joinville VillaniFroissart De Comines _Géographie Historique_ by A GuerardFroudes essay on the Templars _Jeanne dArc Maid of Orleans_ by TDouglas Murray _Paris sous Philip le Bel_ edited by H GeraudFor the later Monarchy the Revolutionary and Napoleonic periods theHistories of Carlyle Mignet Michelet and Louis Blanc the _Originesde la France Contemporaine_ by Taine the _Cambridge Modern History_Vol VIII the Memoirs of the Duc de St Simon of Madame CampanMadame VigéeLebrun Camille Desmoulins Madame Roland and Paul LouisCourier the _Journal de Perlet_ _Histoire de la Société Françaisependant la Révolution_ by J de Goncourt Goethes _Die Campagne inFrankreich_ 1792 _Légendes et Archives de la Bastille_ by F FunckBrentano Life of Napoleon I by J Holland Rose _LEurope et laRévolution Française_ by Albert Sorel the periodical _La RévolutionFrançaise_ _Contemporary American Opinion of the French Revolution_by CD HazenFor the particular history of Paris the exhaustive and comprehensive_Histoire de la Ville de Paris_ by Michel Félibien and Guy AlexisLobineau the socalled _Journal dun Bourgeois de Paris_ edited byL Lalanne _Paris Pendant la Domination Anglaise_ by A Longnon themore modern _Paris à Travers les Ages_ by MF Hoffbauer E,4
+Produced by Martin AdamsonLIFE AND LETTERS OF LORD MACAULAYVolume IBy Sir George Otto TrevelyanPREFACE TO THE SECOND EDITIONWHEN publishing the Second Edition of Lord MACAULAYS Life and LettersI may be permitted to say that no pains were spared in order that theFirst Edition should be as complete as possible But in the course ofthe last nine months I have come into possession of a certain quantityof supplementary matter which the appearance of the book has elicitedfrom various quarters Stray letters have been hunted up Halfforgottenanecdotes have been recalled Floating reminiscences have been reducedto shapein one case as will be seen from the extracts from SirWilliam Stirling Maxwells letter by no unskilful hand I should havebeen tempted to draw more largely upon these new resources if it hadnot been for the examples which literary history only too copiouslyaffords of the risk that attends any attempt to alter the form orconsiderably increase the bulk of a work which in its original shapehas had the good fortune not to displease the public I have howeverventured by a very sparing selection from sufficiently abundantmaterial slightly to enlarge and I trust somewhat to enrich thebookIf this Second Edition is not rigidly correct in word and substanceI have no valid excuse to offer Nothing more pleasantly indicates thewidespread interest with which Lord MACAULAY has inspired his readersboth at home and in foreign countries than the almost microscopic carewith which these volumes have been studied It is not too much to saythat in several instances a misprint or a verbal error has beenbrought to my notice by at least fiveandtwenty different persons andthere is hardly a page in the book which has not afforded occasion forcomment or suggestion from some friendly correspondent There is nostatement of any importance throughout the two volumes the accuracy ofwhich has been circumstantially impugned but some expressions whichhave given personal pain or annoyance have been softened or removedThere is another class of criticism to which I have found myselfaltogether unable to defer I have frequently been told by reviewersthat I should have better consulted MACAULAYS reputation or donemore honour to MACAULAYS memory if I had omitted passages in theletters or diaries which may be said to bear the trace of intellectualnarrowness or political and religious intolerance I cannot but thinkthat strictures of this nature imply a serious misconception of thebiographers duty It was my business to show my Uncle as he was andnot as I or any one else would have had him If a faithful picture ofMACAULAY could not have been produced without injury to his memory Ishould have left the task of drawing that picture to others but havingonce undertaken the work I had no choice but to ask myself with regardto each feature of the portrait not whether it was attractive butwhether it was characteristic We who had the best opportunity ofknowing him have always been convinced that his character would standthe test of an exact and even a minute delineation and we humblybelieve that our confidence was not misplaced and that the readingworld has now extended to the man the approbation which it has longconceded to his hooksG O TDecember 1876PREFACE TO THE FIRST EDITIONTHIS work has been undertaken principally from a conviction that itis the performance of a duty which to the best of my ability it isincumbent on me to fulfil Though even on this ground I cannot appealto the forbearance of my readers I may venture to refer to a peculiardifficulty which I have experienced in dealing with Lord MACAULAYSprivate papersTo give to the world compositions not intended for publication may beno injury to the fame of writers who by habit were careless and hastyworkmen but it is far otherwise in the case of one who made it arule for himself to publish nothing which was not carefully plannedstrenuously laboured and minutely finished Now it is impossibleto examine Lord MACAULAYS journals and correspondence without beingpersuaded that the idea of their being printed even in part never waspresent to his mind and I should not feel myself justified in layingthem before the public if it were not that their unlaboured andspontaneous character adds to their biographical value all and perhapsmore than all that it detracts from their literary meritTo the heirs and relations of Mr Thomas Flower Ellis and Mr AdamBlack to the Marquis of Lansdowne to Mr Macvey Napier and to theexecutors of Dr Whewell my thanks are due for the courtesy with whichthey have placed the different portions of my Uncles correspondence atmy disposal Lady Caroline Lascelles has most kindly permitted me touse as much of Lord Carlisles journal as relates to the subject of thiswork and Mr Charles Cowan my Uncles old opponent at Edinburgh hassent me a considerable mass of printed matter bearing upon the electionsof 1847 and 1852 The late Sir Edward Ryan and Mr Fitzjames Stephenspared no pains to inform me with regard to Lord MACAULAYS work atCalcutta His early letters with much that relates to the wholecourse of his life have been preserved studied and arranged by theaffectionate industry of his sister Miss Macaulay and material of highinterest has been entrusted to my hands by Mr and the Hon Mrs EdwardCropper I have been assisted throughout the book by the sympathy andthe recollections of my sister Lady Holland the niece to whose custodyLord MACAULAYS papers by inheritance descendGOTMarch 1876LIFE AND LETTERS OF LORD MACAULAYBySir George Otto TrevelyanCHAPTER I 18001818     Plan and scope of the workHistory of the Macaulay family     AulayKennethJohnson and BoswellJohn Macaulay and his     childrenZachary MacaulayHis career in the West Indies     and in AfricaHis characterVisit of the French squadron     to Sierra LeoneZachary Macaulays marriageBirth of his     eldest sonLord Macaulays early yearsHis childish     productionsMrs Hannah MoreGeneral MacaulayChoice of a     schoolShelfordDean MilnerMacaulays early letters     Aspenden hallThe boys habits and mental endowmentsHis,35
+Produced by Chuck Greif and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetThe spelling of the original has been retainedOBSERVATIONSON THEFlorid SongORSENTIMENTSON THE_Ancient_ and _Modern_ SINGERSWritten in _Italian_By PIER FRANCESCO TOSIOf the _PhilHarmonic_ Academyat _Bologna_Translated into _English_By Mr _GALLIARD_Useful for all PERFORMERS _Instrumental_as well as _Vocal_To which are addedEXPLANATORY ANNOTATIONSand Examples in MUSICK_Ornari Res ipsa negat contenta doceri__LONDON_Printed for J WILCOX at _Virgils_ Head inthe _Strand_ 1743_Note_ By the _Ancient_ our Authormeans those who livd about thirtyor forty Years ago and by the_Modern_ the late and present SingersNB _The Original was printed at_Bologna _in the Year_ 1723_Reprinted from the Second Edition by_WILLIAM REEVES Bookseller Ltd1a Norbury Crescent London SW 161967Made in EnglandIllustrationTO ALLLovers of MUSICKLADIES and GENTLEMENPersons of Eminence Rank Quality and a distinguishing Taste in anyparticular Art or Science are always in View of Authors who want aPatron for that Art or Science which they endeavour to recommend andpromote No wonder therefore I should have fixd my Mind on You topatronize the following TreatiseIf there are Charms in Musick in general all the reasonable Worldagrees that the _Vocal_ has the Preeminence both from _Nature_ and_Art_ above the Instrumental From _Nature_ because without doubt it wasthe first from _Art_ because thereby the Voice may be brought toexpress Sounds with greater Nicety and Exactness than InstrumentsThe Charms of the human Voice even in Speaking are very powerful Itis well known that in _Oratory_ a just _Modulation_ of it is of thehighest Consequence The Care Antiquity took to bring it to Perfectionis a sufficient Demonstration of the Opinion they had of its Power andevery body who has a discerning Faculty may have experienced thatsometimes a Discourse by the Power of the _Orators_ Voice has made anImpression which was lost in the ReadingBut above all the soft and pleasing Voice of the _fair Sex_ hasirresistible Charms and adds considerably to their BeautyIf the Voice then has such singular Prerogatives one must naturallywish its Perfection in musical Performances and be inclined to forwardany thing that may be conducive to that end This is the reason why Ihave been more easily prevaild upon to engage in this Work in order tomake a famous _Italian Master_ who treats so well on this Subjectfamiliar to _England_ and why I presume to offer it to your ProtectionThe Part I bear in it is not enough to claim any Merit but myendeavouring to offer to your Perusal what may be entertaining and ofService intitles me humbly to recommend myself to your Favour Who am  LADIES _and_ GENTLEMEN    _Your most devoted      And most obedient        Humble Servant_          J E GALLIARDIllustrationAPrefatory DiscourseGIVING_Some Account of the_ AUTHOR_Pier_ _Francesco Tosi_ the Author of the following Treatise was an_Italian_ and a Singer of great Esteem and Reputation He spent themost part of his Life in travelling and by that Means heard the mosteminent Singers in _Europe_ from whence by the Help of his niceTaste he made the following Observations Among his many Excursionshis Curiosity was raised to visit _England_ where he resided for sometime in the Reigns of King _James_ the Second King _William_ King_George_ the First and the Beginning of his present Majestys He dydsoon after having lived to above Fourscore He had a great deal of Witand Vivacity which he retained to his latter Days His manner ofSinging was full of Expression and Passion chiefly in the Stile ofChamberMusick The best Performers in his Time thought themselves happywhen they could have an Opportunity to hear him After he had lost hisVoice he applyd himself more particularly to Composition of which hehas given Proof in his _Cantatas_ which are of an exquisite Tasteespecially in the _Recitatives_ where he excels in the _Pathetick_ and_Expression_ beyond any other He was a zealous Wellwisher to all whodistinguished themselves in Musick but rigorous to those who abused anddegraded the Profession He was very much esteemed by Persons of Rankamong whom the late Earl of _Peterborough_ was one having often met himin his Travels beyond Sea and he was well received by his Lordshipwhen in _England_ to Whom he dedicated this Treatise This alone wouldbe a sufficient Indication of his Merit his being taken Notice of by aPerson of that Quality and distinguishing Taste The Emperor _Joseph_gave him an honourable Employment _ArchDuchess_ a ChurchRetirement insome part of _Italy_ and the late _Flanders_ where he died As for his_Observations_ and _Sentiments_ on Singing they must speak forthemselves and the Translation of them it is hoped will be acceptableto Lovers of Musick because this particular Branch has never beentreated of in so distinct and ample a Manner by any other AuthorBesides it has been thought by Persons of Judgment that it would be ofService to make the Sentiments of our Author more universally knownwhen a false Taste in Musick is so prevailing and that these Censuresas they are passed by an _Italian_ upon his own Countrymen cannot butbe looked upon as impartial It is incontestable that the Neglect oftrue Study the sacrificing the Beauty of the Voice to a Number ofillregulated Volubilities the neglecting the Pronunciation andExpression of the Words besides many other Things taken Notice of inthis Treatise are all _bad_ The Studious will find that our AuthorsRemarks will be of Advantage not only to Vocal Performers but likewiseto the Instrumental where Taste and a Manner are required and shewthat a little less _Fiddling_ with the _Voice_ and a little more_Singing_ with the _Instrument_ would be of great Service to BothWhosoever reads this Treatise with Application cannot fail ofImprovement by it It is hoped that the Translation will be indulgedif notwithstanding all possible Care it should be defective in thePurity of the _English_ Language it being almost impossibleconsidering the Stile of our Author which is a little more figurativethan the present Taste of the _English_ allows in their Writings notto retain something of the Idiom of the Original but where the Sense ofthe Matter is made plain,34
+Produced by Roger Frank and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetIllustration And she pointed out the little seal who was a bit too slowFrontispieceMARY JANES CITY HOMEBYCLARA INGRAM JUDSONAuthor ofFlower Fairies GoodNight StoriesBilly Robin and His Neighbors Bed Time TalesThe Junior Cook Book and Other WorksILLUSTRATED BYTHELMA GOOCHNEW YORKBARSE  HOPKINSPUBLISHERSCopyright 1920byBarse  HopkinsPRINTED IN THE U S ATOMY MOTHER and FATHERCONTENTS                               PAGEFinding the New Home             11The Folks Around The Corner      22Visiting with Betty              35Sand Castles                     49The Beach Supper                 64Mary Jane Goes Shopping          76The Bus Ride                     88The Birthday Luncheon           100LostOne Doll Cart             115A Trip to the Zoo               128A Day in the Parks              143Visitorsand a Boat Ride       156School Begins                   171Christmas in Chicago            184A Summer Homeand a Telegram   201ILLUSTRATIONS                                                              PAGEAnd she pointed out the little seal who was a bittoo slow                                             FrontispieceAnd then sliding in the wet sand she sat rightdown in the lake and sent a wave of ripples rightover her castle                                                 60But its all down my dress said Mary Jane tryingher very best not to cry                                       107This year seeing Mary Jane was such a _very_ oldperson she was allowed to put the gold star on thetop of the tree                                                188MARY JANES CITY HOMEFINDING THE NEW HOMEThe late afternoon sunshine sent its slanting golden rays through the carwindows on to the map that Mary Jane and her sister Alice had spread outon the table between the seats of the Pullman in which they were ridingAnd all that wiggly line is water Mary Jane was askingEvery bit water replied their father who bent over their heads toexplain what they were looking at a lot of water you see You rememberI told you that Chicago is right on the edge of Lake Michigan And LakeMichigan so far as looks are concerned might just as well be the oceanyou saw down in Floridaits so big you cant see the other sideAnd does it have big waves asked Mary JaneJust you wait and see promised Mr Merrill Big waves I should say ithasAnd all the green part of the map is parks said Alice quoting what herfather had told them when he first showed them the mapThen there must be a lot of parks suggested Mary Jane with interest Ithink Id like to live by a park she added thoughtfullyI think I should too agreed Mr Merrill and its near a park we willmake the first hunt for a homeOh look cried Mary Jane suddenly as she glanced up from the spreadoutmap whats that DadahThats the beginning of Chicago said Mr Merrill Lets fold up themap now and see what we can of the city This is South Chicago and thosegreat stacks and flaming chimneys are steel mills and foundries andfactorieswatch now There are moreThe train on which the Merrill family were traveling went dashing pastfactory after factorypast an occasional open space where they could seein the distance the blue gleam of Lake Michigan and past great widestretches where tracks and more tracks on which freight cars and enginessped up and down showed them something of the whirling industry that hasmade South Chicago famous No wonder it was a strange sight to the twogirlsthey had never before seen anything that made them even guess thebig business that they now saw spread out before themThey had spent all their lives thus farAlice was twelve and Mary Janegoing,15
+Produced by Branko Collin and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetMEIDROOMDOOR CSADAMAVAN SCHELTEMAAlle rechten voorbehoudenTABLE OF CONTENTS Meidroom Publishers catalog Transcribers notesAdded by the transcriberMEIDROOMEEN FEESTELIJK VERBEELDINGSSPELIN ACHT TOONEELEN DOORCS ADAMA VAN SCHELTEMAROTTERDAM MCMXII WL  J BRUSSELSWat hier geboden wordt wil geen verwerkelijking geven van de theorieomtrent het drama in de Grondslagen eener nieuwe Poëzie ontwikkeld Hetis slechts als proeve bedoeld van een edel feestspel ter Meivieringpicturaal en sculpturaal gezien  een spel dus vooral van lijn kleur enbeweging waarbij op een zachten ondergrond van muziek en in Dalcrozesplastisch verband daarmede de beweging ontbloeit omrankt door hetritmische woord als op zijne beurt een wekker van gedachten enverbeeldingen waarin de geest zich naar eigen welgevallen kan vermeienHet is gedacht voor een tooneel dat beschikt over volledige toerustingmaar kan ook mits met smaak geleid in soberder omgeving en met meerbescheiden middelen worden uitgebeeld terwijl de opvoering ook alsopenluchtspel en dan als een waarlijk morgenspel kan geschiedenAvSPERSONEN DE MAN DE VROUW MEI DE GRIJSAARD DE KINDERS zes paren DE JONGEREN zes paren DE GEHUWDEN vijf paren ZEVEN DEUGDENMEIDROOMEERSTE TOONEELWeidelandschap omboord door wilgen en struikgewas waarlangs wittebloemgroepen met in het midden van den achtergrond ver blauw doorzicht Links op den voorgrond een kleine duinachtige heuvel welke naar rechtszachter dan naar links golvend afglooit en met een nog half groenentakkenbos in de horizontale lijn overgaat  Op den heuvel rechts van eenkleinen rozerooden meidoornstruik die naar hen heenbuigt DE MAN en DEVROUW twee jonggehuwden in losse omarming sluimerend sober gekleed ingrijsenzwarten toon zoodat zij min of meer als een donkerder vlekafsteken tegen de lichte groene omgeving  Aanbrekende dagDE MANzich uit de omarming opheffend tot zittende houdingDe nacht ijlt van mijn doove zinnenEn rooft hun wonderlijken waan Het licht daalt door mijn oogen binnenEn doet mijn lippen opengaanMet de rechterhand wekt hij de vrouw zijne linker naar den daguitstrekkendZie hoe de teedre weide ontwakenWaar stilte met de stilte speelt Nog lijkt het leven zonder sprake Nog lijkt de wereld maar een beeldDe vrouw komt naast hem opDoch luister  waar de nevel overDe droomerige struiken vliedtRijst uit het lichtgeworden looverVan ieder twijg een levend liedDE VROUWnaast hem zittend met saamgevouwen handenMijn zingend hart gaat mee naar bovenEn houdt zijn zoete beelden vastOm er de lente mee te lovenIn t koor dat uit de velden wastZij ziet rond zich omhoogIk voel de tranen op mijn wangenAls dauw op lentes lief gelaatAls droppels om mijn oogen hangenAls spiegels van den dageraadZoo draag ik in den dag mijn droomenEn tooi ik onze blijde aard  Zij slaat de armen wijduit en ziet weifelend voor zich neerZoo zie ik Mei ter wereld komen  Als had ik zelve Mei gebaardTWEEDE TOONEELVóór de laatste regels heeft de heuvel zich geopend en is MEI tevoorschijn getreden  Zestienjarig meisje in roomwitte travestie kleinebloote voeten een stafje omwonden met roze egelantier in de hand eenkrans van dezelfde bloemen om het blonde hoofd  Terwijl de man en devrouw verwonderd oprijzen knielt Mei voor hen op een knie Hier gelijkverder moet bij staande houding van man en vrouw nog ruim voldoendetooneelhoogte boven hen blijven zonder dat daardoor de in het tooneelbeeldoverheerschende verticale lijnen verzwakt wordenDE MAN en DE VROUWhand in hand zingendZoo draagt de dag wat ons in droomenDe zoele nacht heeft toegezegd Zoo zien wij Mei ter wereld komenAls wies hij uit onze eigen echtMei rijst op terwijl de man en de vrouw waar hij begint te spreken ophunne beurt knielenMEIrondwijzend met zijn stafje zingendZie  uit de aarde  En uit den hemel    En uit uw harten      Ben ik geboren Door heel de aarde  En heel den hemel    Door alle harten      Ben ik verkorenWaar ik de weide tooi  Waar ik mijn bloemen strooi    Maak ik de wereld mooi      Maak ik de wereld blij        Breng ik haar liefde bij           Zie ik ben MeiWaar ik naar boven vaar  Volgt mij een vleugelpaar    Wiekt heel een hemelschaar      Maak ik den hemel blij        Hemel en aarde vrij           Zie ik ben MeiWaar ik u bloemen breng  Waar ik uw harten meng    Waar ik uw tranen pleng      Smelt ik u zij aan zij        Is u mijn ziel nabij           Zie ik ben MeiDE MAN DE VROUW MEIstaande te zamen zingendHoor de winden henensnellenOm het ieder te vertellenDat de meidag wereld is ontwaakt Wei en wilgen wiegt de hoofdenAlsof zij het nauw geloofdenDat hun sluiers zijn geslaaktZie zijn mijn adem doet van allenDauw en tranen nedervallenBlaast van ieder hart den druk Zie hoe menschen vleugels krijgenOm als vogels op te stijgenIn een hemel van gelukParelend van dauw en tranenTreedt de aard in nieuwe banenEn haar liefelijk gezichtLaait in stralend nieuwen luister Zwaait van t grondelooze duisterAan het grondelooze lichtMei loopt zachtjes heen zich op een lichten ondergrond van denaruischende muziek bewegend en van links naar rechts gaande  hij raaktmet zijn stafje de bloemen en plukt er de kinders uit  De man en devrouw naast elkander staande zien hem hand in hand naDE MANom zich heen luisterendHoor het hoor het kwinkeleerenUit de bloemgeworden weiAl wat leeft wil jubileerenOm den kleinen blijden MeiWaar hij glimlacht in den rondeOpent zich een nieuwe knopWaar zijn bloote voetjes stondenStijgt een bevend liedje opVolgen wij ons kind en koningLichten in zijn lichtend spoorGasten in zijn wijde woningStemmen in zijn zingend koorHij wil den heuvel afgaan doch de vrouw legt haar linkerhand op zijnschouder en houdt met de andere zijn arm terugDE VROUWBlijf  o blijf van hier hem kijken Daal niet in dien lichten tuin Alle lieve,14
+Produced by Roger Frank and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetIllustration Before the Hand Organ Danced a Little FigureFrontispieceMadge Mortons VictoryByAMY D V CHALMERSAuthor of Madge Morton Captain of the Merry MaidMadge Mortons Secret Madge Mortons TrustTHE SAALFIELD PUBLISHING COMPANYAkron OhioNew YorkMade in U S ACopyright MCMXIVBy THE SAALFIELD PUBLISHING COMPANYCONTENTSCHAPTER                                          PAGE     I  Commencement Day at Miss Tollivers        7    II  How it Was All Arranged                   16   III  Tania a Princess                         24    IV  The Uninvited Guest                       37     V  Tania a Problem                          51    VI  A Mischievous Mermaid                     58   VII  Captain Jules Deep Sea Diver             65  VIII  The Wreck of the Water Witch            80    IX  The Owner of the Disagreeable Voice       90     X  The GoodyGoody Young Man                100    XI  The Beginning of Trouble                 112   XII  The Anchorage                          124  XIII  Tanias Nemesis                          131   XIV  Captain Jules Makes a Promise            141    XV  The Great Adventure                      150   XVI  A Strange Pearl                          161  XVII  The Fairy Godmothers Wish Comes True    172 XVIII  Missing a Fairy Godmother               180   XIX  The Wicked Genii                         198    XX  A Bow of Scarlet Ribbon                  206   XXI  The Race for Life                        215  XXII  Captain Jules Listens to a Story         224 XXIII  The Victory Over Fate                    232  XXIV  The Little Captain Starts on a Journey   243MADGE MORTONS VICTORYCHAPTER ICOMMENCEMENT DAY AT MISS TOLLIVERSO Phil dear It is anything but fair If you only knew how I hate tohave to do it exclaimed Madge Morton impulsively throwing her armsabout her chums neck and burying her redbrown head in the soft whitefolds of Phyllis Aldens graduation gown No one in our class wishes meto be the valedictorian You know you are the most popular girl in ourschool Yet here I am the one chosen to stand up before everyone and readmy stupid essay when your average was just exactly as high as mineMadge Morton and Phyllis Alden were alone in their own room at the end ofthe dormitory of Miss Matilda Tollivers Select School for Girls atHarborpoint one morning late in May Through the halls one could hearoccasional bursts of girlish laughter and the murmur of voices betokenedunusual excitementIt was the morning of the annual spring commencementPhyllis slowly unclasped Madges arms from about her neck and gazed ather companion steadfastly a flush on her usually pale cheeksIf you say another word about that old valedictory I shall neverforgive you she declared vehemently You know that Miss Tolliver isgoing to announce to the audience that our averages were the same Youwere chosen to deliver the valedictory because you can make a speech somuch better than I What is the use of bringing up this subject now justa few minutes before our commencement begins You know how often we havetalked this over before and that I told Miss Matilda that I wished youto be the valedictorian instead of me even before she selected youPhils earnest black eyes looked sternly into Madges troubled blue onesIf you begin worrying about that now you wont be able to read youressay half as,1
+Produced by Roger Frank and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetIllustration Your address bawled the DukeTHE PLACE OF HONEYMOONSByHAROLD MACGRATHAuthor ofTHE MAN ON THE BOX THE GOOSE GIRLTHE CARPET FROM BAGDAD ETCWITH ILLUSTRATIONS BYARTHUR I KELLERINDIANAPOLISTHE BOBBSMERRILL COMPANYPUBLISHERSCopyright 1912The BobbsMerrill CompanyPRESS OFBRAUNWORTH  COBOOKBINDERS AND PRINTERSBROOKLYN N Y                              To B OG                  Horace calls no more to me                     Homer in the dustheap lies                  I have found my Odyssey                  In the lightness of her glee                     In the laughter of her eyes                  Ovids page is thumbed no more                     Een Catullus has no choice                  There is endless precious lore                  Such as I neer knew before                     In the music of her voice                  Breath of hyssop steeped in wine                     Breath of violets and furze                  Wildwood roses Grecian myrrhs                  All these perfumes do combine                     In that maiden breath of hers                  Nay I look not at the skies                     Nor the sun that hillward slips                  For the day lives or it dies                  In the laughter of her eyes                     In the music of her lipsCONTENTSCHAPTER                            PAGE     I  At the Stage Door            1    II  There Is a Woman           19   III  The Beautiful Tigress       36    IV  The Joke of Monsieur        53     V  Captive or Runaway          74    VI  The Bird Behind Bars       103   VII  Battling Jimmie            126  VIII  Moonlight and a Prince     146    IX  Colonel CaxleyWebster     166     X  Marguerites and Emeralds   185    XI  At the Craters Edge       202   XII  Dick Courtlandts Boy      214  XIII  Everything But the Truth   232   XIV  A Comedy with Music        249    XV  Herr Rosens Regrets       265   XVI  The Apple of Discord       282  XVII  The Ball at the Villa      303 XVIII  Pistols for Two            326   XIX  Courtlandt Tells a Story   345    XX  Journeys End              363THE PLACE OF HONEYMOONSCHAPTER IAT THE STAGE DOORCourtlandt sat perfectly straight his ample shoulders did not touch theback of his chair and his arms were folded tightly across his chest Thecharacteristic of his attitude was tenseness The nostrils were welldefined as in one who sets the upper jaw hard upon the nether His browneyestheir gaze directed toward the stage whence came the voice of theprima donnaepitomized the tension expressed the whole as in a wordJust now the voice was pathetically subdued yet reached every part of theauditorium kindling the ear with its singularly mellowing sweetness ToCourtlandt it resembled as no other sound the note of,7
+Produced by Simon Gardner Sankar Viswanathan AdrianMastronardi The Philatelic Digital Library Project athttpwwwtpdlpnet and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet                        GAMBIA                          BY                   FRED J MELVILLE                PRESIDENT OF THE JUNIOR                  PHILATELIC SOCIETY              MDCCCCIXPUBLISHEDBYTHE                MELVILLESTAMPBOOKS              47STRANDLONDONWC                                   page 7INTRODUCTORY NOTEIn collecting the stamps of Gambia one cannot too strongly emphasisethe necessity for guarding the stamps of the Cameo series againstdeterioration by the pressure of the leaves in an ordinary unprotectedalbum In their pristine state with clear and bold embossing thesestamps are of exceptional grace and beauty Sunk mounts or othersimilar contrivances and a liberal use of tissue paper should beutilised by the collector who desires to retain his specimens in theiroriginal state A neat strip of card affixed to each side of the pagein an ordinary album will have the effect of keeping the pages abovefrom flattening out the embossing but tissue paper should be used asan additional safeguardWe have to express thanks to Mr Douglas Ellis VicePresident of theJunior Philatelic Society for his notes on the postmarksof whichhe has made a special studyand also for the loan of his entirecollection of the stamps of Gambia for reference and illustrationto Mr H H Harland for a similar courtesy in the loan of hiscollection to Mr W H Peckitt for the loan of stamps forillustration to Mr D B Armstrong for interesting notes onthe postal affairs of the Colony and to Mr S R Turner for hisdiagramsTo the first two gentlemen we are also indebted for their kindness inundertaking the revision of the proofs of this handbookpage 8TABLE OF CONTENTSINTRODUCTORY NOTE                              7          CHAPTER ITHE COLONY AND ITS POSTS                      11          CHAPTER IICAMEO ISSUE OF 1869                           16          CHAPTER IIIISSUE OF 1874                                 20          CHAPTER IVISSUE OF 1880                                 25          CHAPTER VISSUE OF 188687                              37          CHAPTER VIQUEENS HEAD SERIES 1898                     45          CHAPTER VIIKINGS HEAD SERIES 19021906                 50          CHAPTER VIIIPROVISIONAL ISSUE 1906                       53          CHAPTER IXBIBLIOGRAPHY                                  56          CHAPTER XCHECK LIST                                    58          APPENDIXNOTES ON THE POSTMARKS by Douglas Ellis      66page 11GAMBIACHAPTER IThe Colony and Its PostsThe British West African possession known as the Colony andProtectorate of the Gambia occupies a narrow strip of territoryaveraging 12 miles in width on both sides of the Gambia riverThe territory comprises the settlement of St Mary where thecapitalBathurstis situated British Cambo Albreda MCarthysIsland and the Ceded Mile a protectorate over a narrow band of landextending from Cape St Mary for over 250 miles along both banks ofthe riverThe Gambia river was discovered by a Portuguese navigator in 1447under a charter of Queen Elizabeth a company was formed to trade withthe Gambia in 1588 In the reign of James II a fort was erected byBritish,9
+Produced by the Online Distributed Proofreading Team athttpwwwpgdpnet This book was produced from scannedimages of public domain material from the Google PrintprojectCATÉCHISME LIBERTINA LUSAGE DES FILLES DE JOIE ET DES JEUNES DEMOISELLESQUI SE DÉCIDENT A EMBRASSER CETTE PROFESSIONPAR Mlle THÉROIGNE    THÉROIGNE au district aussi bien quau bordel    De ses talents divers a fait lexpérience    Par sa langue et son CON précieuse à la France    Son nom va devenir à jamais immortelSur la copie impriméeA PARISAUX DÉPENS DE LA VEUVE GOURDAN1792IllustrationAVANTPROPOSLe _Catéchisme libertin_ a été plusieurs fois réimprimé La premièreédition publiée vers 1791 sans lieu ni date ensuite en 1791 Cetteseconde édition porte _par mademoiselle Théroigne_ et est suivie duneÉpître dédicatoire adressée à la première maquerelle de Paris latroisième édition est datée de 1792 une autre aurait été faite en 1798et une dernière abrégée en 1799 dans le second volume de la_Bibliothèque érotique_ pages 49 à 84Théroigne de Méricourt dite Lambertine naquit dans le pays de Liége en1759 elle vint se fixer à Paris où elle mena une vie fort dérégléeelle se jeta au début de la Révolution dans le parti exalté où par sagrande beauté et son éloquence elle acquit de linfluence sur lespritdu peuple Le 31 mai 1793 ayant voulu prendre la défense de Brissotdans le jardin des Tuileries elle fut saisie par les mégères quilavaient applaudie jusque là et fustigée publiquement A la suite decet outrage elle devint folleLa grande rareté des exemplaires du _Catéchisme libertin_ a décidé lesmembres de la Société des Bibliophiles de Chypre den publier unenouvelle édition imprimée exclusivement pour eux et non mise dans lecommerce  GIOVANE DELLA ROSAÉPITRE DÉDICATOIRE A MADAME LABBESSE DE MONTMARTRE  MADAME_Vous dédier cet ouvrage cest en faire léloge cest en assurer lesuccès et le débit Connue dans cette capitale je dirai même dans toutela France pour la plus sensuelle et la plus paillarde des femmes laplus raffinée dans lart des Messaline et des Dollone jai cru que ceCatéchisme à lusage des putains ou des jeunes demoiselles qui sedécident à cette profession ne pouvait paraître sous des auspices plusheureux et plus favorables__Ce serait bien le cas de métendre ici sur vos vertus lubriques et surles talents licencieux qui vous ont mérité à si bon droit le titreglorieux de fouteuse incomparable mais vous naimez que le foutre ettout autre encens vous déplaît comme vous ne foutez que pour le plaisirde foutre on ne saurait mieux vous faire sa cour quen vous parlant dece qui intéresse le plus votre passion favorite__Jose donc espérer que ce Catéchisme aura votre approbation si je naipoint détaillé ce sujet avec ce sel et ce piquant dont il pouvait êtresusceptible vous voudrez bien considérer le peu de temps que jai eu àtraiter la matière jétais dailleurs sûr quil ne fallait quindiquerles premiers éléments dun art qui est presque inné avec votre sexe etje ne doute point que par les heureux commentaires que vous serez àmême de suppléer à cet ouvrage il nacquière bientôt ce degré deperfection qui lui assurera un des premiers rangs parmi les livres de cegenre les progrès rapides que vos élèves seront dans le cas de fairepar lui dans le libertinage sous votre vigilance et férule répondentencore de son succès__Agréez Madame comme une offrande légitimement due le sacrifice queje vous fais ici de deux pollutions complètes et que je jure réitérerchaque jour en votre honneur et intention cest un tribut quon ne peutrefuser au souvenir de vos charmes dont jai tant de fois éprouvélempire surtout dans ces moments divresse et dabandon général oùvous vous plaisiez à les exhiber dans létat de pure nature Quellemotte Quel con Quel fessier plus attrayant que le vôtre Vous voirvous trousser vous foutre et décharger nétait que linstant deléclair au coup de tonnerre__Pardonnezmoi cette petite digression quiconque vous connaît latrouvera juste Permettez que je me rappelle aussi à vos amoureusesintentions ainsi quà votre souvenir charnel dans vos oraisonsjaculatoires et que je me dise avec les sentiments les plus vifs et lesplus passionnés Madame votre très humble très obéissant serviteur etfouteur_  Labbé COUILLARDINORAISON A SAINTE MAGDELEINE AVANT DE LIRE LE CATÉCHISMEGrande Sainte Patronne des Putains fortifiez mon esprit et donnezmoila force de lentendement pour bien comprendre et retenir tout leraffinement des préceptes contenus dans ce Catéchisme faites quà votreexemple je devienne dans peu par la pratique une Garce aussi célèbredans Paris que vous létiez dans toute la Judée et je vous prometscomme à ma divine Patronne et Protectrice de donner mes premiers coupsde cul en votre honneur et gloireAinsi soitilIllustrationCATÉCHISME LIBERTINDEMANDEQuestce quune putainRÉPONSECest une fille qui ayant secoué toute pudeur ne rougit plus de selivrer avec les hommes aux plaisirs sensuels et charnelsDEMANDEQuelles qualités doit avoir une putainRÉPONSETrois qualités essentiellesDEMANDEQuelles sont ces qualitésRÉPONSELeffronterie la complaisance et la métamorphoseDEMANDEQuentendezvous par leffronterieRÉPONSEJentends quune fille qui se dévoue à ce commerce libidineux ne doitavoir honte de rien toutes les parties de son corps doivent être pourles hommes ce quelles seraient pour ellemême en particuliercestàdire que ses tétons sa motte son cul doivent lui être aussiindifférents auprès de lhomme inconnu quelle amuse que lest àlégard dune femme honnête la paume de sa main quelle ne rougit pas demontrerDEMANDEQuestce que la complaisance dans une putainRÉPONSECest une amorce par laquelle elle sait adroitement conserver lhommepassager faisant usage de sa douceur naturelle se prêtant librementaux différents désirs de lhomme par ce moyen elle le retient commedans des filets et loblige malgré lui à retourner une autre foisvers lobjet qui a si bien secondé sa passion momentanéeDEMANDEQuentendezvous par la métamorphoseRÉPONSEJentends quune vraie putain renfermée dans les ressources de son artdoit être comme un Protée savoir prendre toutes les formes varier lesattitudes du plaisir suivant le temps les circonstances et la naturedes tempéraments Une putain recordée et aguerrie doit se faire uneétude particulière de ces différentes variations qui procurentordinairement le plaisir aux hommes car il y a de la différence entreamuser un homme froid un blondin ou un homme poilu et brun entreexciter une jeune barbe ou un vieillard sensuel la nature plusimpérieuse chez les,9
+Produced by Suzanne Shell Irma Spehar and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet                      THE ARTISTIC CRAFTS SERIES                        OF TECHNICAL HANDBOOKS                        EDITED BY W R LETHABY                              BOOKBINDING            Illustration WHITE PIGSKIN_Basle_ 1512                           BOOKBINDING AND                           THE CARE OF BOOKS                        A HANDBOOK FOR AMATEURS                       BOOKBINDERS  LIBRARIANS                         BY DOUGLAS COCKERELL                                 WITH                        DRAWINGS BY NOEL ROOKE                        AND OTHER ILLUSTRATIONS                            Illustration                               NEW YORK                        D APPLETON AND COMPANY                                 1910                           COPYRIGHT 1901                      BY D APPLETON AND COMPANY                         _All rights reserved_                           EDITORS PREFACEIn issuing this volume of a series of Handbooks on the ArtisticCrafts it will be well to state what are our general aimsIn the first place we wish to provide trustworthy textbooks ofworkshop practice from the points of view of experts who havecritically examined the methods current in the shops and puttingaside vain survivals are prepared to say what is good workmanshipand to set up a standard of quality in the crafts which are moreespecially associated with design Secondly in doing this we hope totreat design itself as an essential part of good workmanship Duringthe last century most of the arts save painting and sculpture of anacademic kind were little considered and there was a tendency tolook on design as a mere matter of _appearance_ Suchornamentation as there was was usually obtained by following in amechanical way a drawing provided by an artist who often knew littleof the technical processes involved in production With the criticalattention given to the crafts by Ruskin and Morris it came to be seenthat it was impossible to detach design from craft in this way andthat in the widest sense true design is an inseparable element ofgood quality involving as it does the selection of good and suitablematerial contrivance for special purpose expert workmanship properfinish and so on far more than mere ornament and indeed thatornamentation itself was rather an exuberance of fine workmanship thana matter of merely abstract lines Workmanship when separated by toowide a gulf from fresh thoughtthat is from designinevitablydecays and on the other hand ornamentation divorced fromworkmanship is necessarily unreal and quickly falls intoaffectation Proper ornamentation may be defined as a languageaddressed to the eye it is pleasant thought expressed in the speechof the toolIn the third place we would have this series put artisticcraftsmanship before people as furnishing reasonable occupation forthose who would gain a livelihood Although within the bounds ofacademic art the competition of its kind is so acute that only avery few per cent can fairly hope to succeed as painters andsculptors yet as artistic craftsmen there is every probability thatnearly every one who would pass through a sufficient period ofapprenticeship to workmanship and design would reach a measure ofsuccessIn the blending of handwork and thought in such arts as we propose todeal with happy careers may be found as far removed from the drearyroutine of hack labour as from the terrible uncertainty of academicart It is desirable in every way that men of good education should bebrought back into,55
+Produced by Jeroen Hellingman Andrew Sly and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet                      ZWOLSCHE HERDRUKKEN                       Onder redactie van        DR F Buitenrust Hettema en J H van den Bosch                             No 1                       Spaens Heydinnetie                       SPAENS HEYDINNETIE                         Van Jacob Cats                        Uitgegeven door                   Dr F Buitenrust Hettema                      Vierde Herziene Druk             ZwolleW E J Tjeenk Willink1922INLEIDINGIVan Vader Cats kwam in 1637 uit zijn s Werelts begin midden eyndebesloten in den Trovringh met den proefsteen van den selven 1t Is een vervolg op een vroeger werk t Houwelick door eenvorigh Boeck heeft hij de gronden van een goet houwelyck geleyten een afkeer gepooght te maken van quade gangen die in soodanigengelegentheyt sigh openbaren en daarom heeft hij het dienstighgeacht by dese jegenwoordige zijne oeffeninghe de sake doorexempelen meerder klaerheyt te geven 2 Immers de wegh totwetenschap is lang door regels kort door exempels seyter eenwys schryver 3 En Cats zijn ooghmerck is geweest onseLandtsgenooten met vermakelickheydt wat goets te doen lesen endaer door bequamer te maken tot het huyselick en borgerlick levenen een gelucksaligh sterven 4De Trouringh vermeerderde de populariteit van de meest populairenederlandse dichter Zijn werken werden bij duizendtallenverspreidvan het Houwelyck bij de vijftigh duysent van dEmblemata Maegdeplicht Zelfstrijt en Manlyke Achtbaerheyt weynigmin wat buitengewoon is als men in aanmerking neemt dat Nederlandin die tijd maar een paar miljoen bewoners had velen in t Noordenen Oosten nog hun eigen taal alleen verstonden bovendien het aantalnietlezers veel groter was dan nuDit werk hoe wel verscheyde jaren na dandere werken uytgekomendie telkens herdrukt waren overtreft dat getal van 25000eksemplaren die alleen van de Spieghel verspreid werden en isin twee besondere Steden weer op de pers zo schrijft de uitgevervan Alle de Wercken in 1655 een jaar of 16 na de eerste uitgaveHet buitengewoon intrekzijn van Cats bij aanzienlik en gering bijgeleerd en ongeleerd is te bekend om er hier over uit te weiden 5IIDe Trouringh handelt over de _Liefde_ Die is de meeste Zie mensen dier zie de onbezielde natuur siet de zeylsteen en het yserdat elkaar aantrekt ziet het amber en het stroLeringen nu wekken maar voorbeelden trekken Daarom    Ick heb by een gebracht verscheyde trougevallen    Om daer te mogen sien hoe jonge sinnen mallen      En hoe een rijper aert bequamer vvegen vint      En hoe een reyne ziel haer tochten overvvint    Maer dat is niet genoegh VVy moeten ondersoecken    VVt al wat Reden hiet uyt alderhande boecken      VVie in dit noest gewoel de rechte baen verliest      En vvie in tegendeel de beste vvegen kiest    Al hooger mijn vernuf vvy moeten ondergronden    Het vvonderbaerste stuck van alle trouverbonden      Des Heeren diepste gunst des hemels grootste vverck      Hoe God de Sone paert met syn geminde Kerck    Almachtigh eevvigh goet oneyndigh heyligh vvesen    Naer eysch en rechte maet by niemant oyt gepresen      VViens onbegrepen VVoort de vverelt heeft gebout      En noch door hooge macht geduerigh onderhout    Die Adam hebt vergunt door u te zijn geschapen    En in syn evenbeelt syn lust te mogen rapen      Die noch voor yder mensch tot heden op den dagh      Beschickt een eygen deel dat hem vernugen magh    Die even uvve Kerck den segen hebt gegeven    Te kennen voor een hooft den Prince van het leven      En uyt u diepste gunst de menschen hebt gejont      Een noyt begrepen heyl een eeuvvigh trou verbont 6Zo schikt Cats naar het motief van het wondere huwelik zijn lieraanstemmend heel het menselik leven om dit éne middelpunt Enongemerkt glijdt langs gouden draad deze aardse liefdeweelde over inde mysteriën van het geestelik huwelik 7Wantdoorleest vry trougevallen van alderley eeuwen en volcken metvermakelickheyt overleghtse in u selven met wijsheyt steltse in twerck met omsichtigheyt en geniet vry u deel daer van met vernougendies alles niet tegenstaende soo salt al te samen eyndelick komenuyt te loopen tot enckele ydelheyt jammer en verknisinge des hertenten zy sake dat u gesicht en oogemerck komt te eyndigen in dat groot enonbegrijpelick trouverbont door middel van het welck het schepselwort vereenight met synen schepper de gemeente met haren bruydegomen de ziele met haren Salighmaker Laet vry Salomon opsoecken totsijn vermaeck alles wat sijn ooge wenschen magh laet hem verkiesenmenighte van inlantsche ende uytlantsche wijven koninghs dochterenMoabitische Ammonitische Edomitische Sidonitische en,27
+Produced by Jeroen Hellingman and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet                           Philippine Senate                      Fifth Philippine Legislature                             First Session                    The Woman and the Right to Vote                          Address Delivered By                           Hon Rafael Palma                    Senator for the Fourth District  In support of Bill No 23 of the Senate in the sessions held by said               body on the 22d and 25th of November 1919                                 Manila                           Bureau of Printing                                  1919THE WOMAN AND THE RIGHT TO VOTEMr President and Gentlemen of the SenateI have seldom felt so proud of being a representative of the peopleas now when it gives me an opportunity to advocate a cause which cannot be represented or defended in this chamber by those directly andparticularly affected by it owing to the leven of prejudice that thebeliefs and ideas of the past have left in the mind of modern man Thecause of female suffrage is one sure to strike a sympathetic chordin every unprejudiced man because it represents the cause of theweak who deprived of the means to defend themselves are compelledto throw themselves upon the mercy of the strongBut it is not on this account alone that this cause has my sympathy andappeals to me It has besides the irresistible attraction of truthand justice which no open and liberal mind can deny If our actionas legislators must be inspired by the eternal sources of rightif the laws passed here must comply with the divine precept to giveeverybody his due then we can not deny woman the right to votebecause to do otherwise would be to prove false to all the preceptsand achievements of democracy and liberty which have made this centurywhat may be properly called the century of vindicationFemale suffrage is a reform demanded by the social conditions of ourtimes by the high culture of woman and by the aspiration of allclasses of society to organize and work for the interests they havein common We can not detain the celestial bodies in their courseneither can we check any of those moral movements that gravitate withirresistible force towards their center of attraction Justice Themoral world is governed by the same laws as the physical world andall the power of man being impotent to suppress a single molecule ofthe spaces required for the gravitation of the universe it is stillless able to prevent the generation of the ideas that take shape in themind and strive to attain to fruition in the field of life and realityIt is an interesting phenomenon that whenever an attempt is madeto introduce a social reform in accordance with modern ideas andtendencies and in contradiction with old beliefs and prejudicesthere is never a lack of opposition based on the maintenance of the_statu quo_ which it is desired to preserve at any cost As was to beexpected the eternal calamity howlers and false prophets of evil raisetheir fatidical voices on this present occasion in protest againstfemale suffrage invoking the sanctity of the home and the necessityof perpetuating customs that have been observed for many yearsFrankly speaking I have no patience with people who voice suchobjections If this country had not been one of the few privilegedplaces on our planet where the experiment of a sudden change ofinstitutions and ideals has been carried on most successfullywithout paralyzation or retrogression disorganization or destructionI would say that the apprehension and fears of those who oppose thisinnovation might be justifiedHowever in less than a generation our country shaken to its veryfoundations by the great social upheavals known as revolutionshas seen its old institutions crumble to pieces and other entirelynew institutions rise in their place it has seen theories beliefsand codes of ethics theretofore looked upon as immovable give wayto different principles and methods based upon democracy and libertyand despite all those upheavals and changes which have brought about aradical modification in its social and political structure or ratherin consequence of the same our people has become a people with modernthoughts and modern ideals with a constitution sufficiently robustand strong to withstand the ravages of the struggle for existenceinstead of remaining a sickly and atrophied organism afraid ofeverything new and opposed to material struggles from fear of thewrath of Heaven and from a passive desire to live in an ideal stateof peace and wellbeingIn view of the fruitful results which those institutions of libertyand democracy have brought to our country and considering themarked progress made by us thanks to these same institutions inall the orders of,13
+Produced by Brian Sogard Chris Logan and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetManual of Military TrainingSECOND REVISED EDITIONBYCOLONEL JAMES A MOSSUNITED STATES ARMYOfficially adopted by ONE HUNDRED AND FIVE 105 of our militaryschools and collegesIntended primarily for use in connection with the instruction andtraining of Cadets in our military schools and colleges and of COMPANYofficers of the National Army National Guard and Officers ReserveCorps and secondarily as a guide for COMPANY officers of the RegularArmy the aim being to make efficient fighting COMPANIES and toqualify our Cadets and our National Army National Guard and ReserveCorps officers for the duties and responsibilities of COMPANY officersin time of warIllustrationPrice 225GENERAL AGENTSGEORGE BANTA PUBLISHING COMPANYArmy and College PrintersMENASHAWISCONSIN_Copyright 1917__By_JAS A MOSS    FIRST EDITION    First impression October 1914            10000    Second impression September 1915         10000    Third impression March 1916              10000    Fourth impression July 1916              10000    Fifth impression February 1917            3000    Sixth impression April 1917               4000    SECOND EDITION    First impression May 1917                40000    Second impression August 1917            30000    Third impression November 1917           50000                                                   Total                                      167000Publishers and General DistributersGEORGE BANTA PUBLISHING CO MENASHA WISOTHER DISTRIBUTERSOrder from nearest one    Boston Mass The Harding Uniform and Regalia Co 22 School St    Chicago Ill A C McClurg  Co    Columbus Ohio The M C Lilley  Co    Fort Leavenworth Kan      U S Cavalry Association      Book Dept Army Service Schools    Fort Monroe Va Journal U S Artillery    Kalamazoo Mich HendersonAmes Co    New York      Baker  Taylor Co 4th Ave      Army and Navy Coöperative Co 16 East 42nd St      Ridabock  Co 140 West 36th St      Warnock Uniform Co 16 West 46th St    Philadelphia Pa Jacob Reeds Sons 1424 Chestnut    Portland Ore J K Gill Co    San Antonio Tex Frank Brothers Alamo Plaza    San Francisco Cal B Pasquale Co 115117 Post St    Washington D C      Army and Navy Register 511 Eleventh St N W      Meyers Military Shops 1331 F St N W      U S Infantry Association Union Trust Bldg    PHILIPPINE ISLANDS Philippine Education Co Manila P I    HAWAIIAN ISLANDS Hawaiian News Co Honolulu H T    CANAL ZONE Post Exchange Empire C ZNOTEIn order to learn thoroughly the contents of this manual it issuggested that you use in connection with your study of the book thepamphlet QUESTIONS ON MANUAL OF MILITARY TRAINING which by meansof questions brings out and emphasizes every point mentioned in themanualQUESTIONS ON MANUAL OF MILITARY TRAINING is especially useful tostudents of schools and colleges using the manual as it enables themas nothing else will to prepare for recitations and examinationsThe pamphlet can be gotten from the publishers Geo Banta PublishingCo Menasha Wis or from any of the distributers of MANUAL OFMILITARY TRAINING Price 50 cts postpaidPREFATORYNot only does this manual cover all the subjects prescribed by WarDepartment orders for the Junior Division and the Basic CourseSenior Division of the Reserve Officers Training Corps but it alsocontains considerable additional material which broadens its scoperounding it out and making it answer the purpose of a generalallaround book complete in itself for training and instruction inthe fundamentals of the art of warThe Company is the _basic fighting tactical unit_it is thefoundation rock upon which an army is builtand the fightingefficiency of a COMPANY is based on systematic and thorough trainingThis manual is a presentation of MILITARY TRAINING as manifested inthe training and instruction of a COMPANY The book contains all theessentials pertaining to the training and instruction of COMPANYofficers noncommissioned officers and privates and the officer whomasters its contents and who makes his COMPANY proficient in thesubjects embodied herein will be in every way qualified _without theassistance of a single other book_ to command with credit andsatisfaction in peace and in war a COMPANY that will be an_efficient fighting weapon_This manual as indicated below is divided into a Prelude and nineParts subjects of a similar or correlative nature being thus groupedtogether    PRELUDE    THE OBJECT AND ADVANTAGES OF MILITARY TRAINING    PART    I  DRILLS EXERCISES CEREMONIES AND INSPECTIONS    PART   II  COMPANY COMMAND    PART  III  MISCELLANEOUS SUBJECTS PERTAINING TO COMPANY TRAINING,24
+Produced by Free Elf Jeannie Howse and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet Thisfile was produced from images generously made availableby The Internet Archive                                            Transcribers Note                                                                                                           Obvious typographical errors have been corrected For          a complete list please see the end of this document                                                                                                           Lord Teach UsTo PrayBy Rev Andrew MurrayPhiladelphiaHenry AltemusCopyright 1896 by HENRY ALTEMUSLORD TEACH US TO PRAYORTHE ONLY TEACHERThe disciples had been with Christ and seen Him pray They hadlearnt to understand something of the connection between Hiswondrous life in public and His secret life of prayer They hadlearnt to believe in Him as a Master in the art of prayernonecould pray like Him And so they came to Him with the requestLord teach us to pray And in after years they would have toldus that there were few things more wonderful or blessed that Hetaught them than His lessons on prayerAnd now still it comes to pass as He is praying in a certainplace that disciples who see Him thus engaged feel the need ofrepeating the same request Lord teach us to pray As we growin the Christian life the thought and the faith of the BelovedMaster in His neverfailing intercession becomes evermoreprecious and the hope of being _Like Christ_ in His intercessiongains an attractiveness before unknown And as we see Him prayand remember that there is none who can pray like Him and nonewho can teach like Him we feel the petition of the disciplesLord teach us to pray is just what we need And as we thinkhow all He is and has how He Himself is our very own how He isHimself our life we feel assured that we have but to ask and Hewill be delighted to take us up into closer fellowship withHimself and teach us to pray even as He praysCome my brothers Shall we not go to the Blessed Master and askHim to enrol our names too anew in that school which He alwayskeeps open for those who long to continue their studies in theDivine art of prayer and intercession Yes let us this very daysay to the Master as they did of old Lord teach us to prayAs we meditate we shall find each word of the petition we bringto be full of meaningLord teach us _to pray_ Yes _to pray_ This is what we needto be taught Though in its beginnings prayer is so simple thatthe feeble child can pray yet it is at the same time the highestand holiest work to which man can rise It is fellowship with theUnseen and Most Holy One The powers of the eternal world havebeen placed at its disposal It is the very essence of truereligion the channel of all blessings the secret of power andlife Not only for ourselves but for others for the Church forthe world it is to prayer that God has given the right to takehold of Him and His strength It is on prayer that the promiseswait for their fulfilment the kingdom for its coming the gloryof God for its full revelation And for this blessed work howslothful and unfit we are It is only the Spirit of God canenable us to do it aright How speedily we are deceived into aresting in the form while the power is wanting Our earlytraining the teaching of the Church the influence of habit thestirring of the emotionshow easily these lead to prayer whichhas no spiritual power and avails but little True prayer thattakes hold of Gods strength that availeth much to which thegates of heaven are really opened widewho would not cry Oh forsome one to teach me thus to prayJesus has opened a school in which He trains His redeemed oneswho specially desire it to have power in prayer Shall we notenter it with the petition Lord it is just this we need to betaught O teach us to _pray_Lord teach _us_ to pray Yes _us_ Lord We have read in ThyWord with what power Thy believing people of old used to prayand what mighty wonders were done in answer to their prayersAnd if this took place under the Old Covenant in the time ofpreparation how much more wilt Thou not now in these days offulfilment give Thy people this sure sign of Thy presence intheir midst We have heard the promises given to Thine apostlesof the power of prayer in Thy name and have seen how gloriouslythey experienced their truth we know for,19
+Produced by Greg Weeks Stephen Blundell and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet       _The longsuffering public went along with billboards and       singing commercials they tolerated half a dozen sales       pitches in a halfhour radio or TV show they suffered       stoically through the hardsell and the softsell But       when the hucksters turned the wild blue yonder into a vast       television screen they howled_                         GET OUT OF OUR SKIES                            By E K JARVISOn the first cloudy day in November Tom Blacker the shining light ofOstreich and Company Public Relations Counsellors placed a call to ashirtsleeved man on the rooftop of the Cannon Building in New York CityHis message brought an immediate response from the waiting engineer whoflicked switches and twirled dials with expert motions and brought intoplay the gigantic 50000watt projector installed on the peakIn his own office Tom paced the floor in front of the threewindowexposure watching the heavens for the resultsThey werent long in comingThe eyes came first Eyes the size of Navy dirigibles with pupils ofdeep cerulean blue floating against the backdrop of the gray cumulusThe long lashes curled out almost a hundred feet from the lids Then therest of Monica Mitchells famous face appeared the flowing yellowlocks the sensuously curved lips parted moistly from even white teethFrom chin to hairline the projected image above the city was close to athousand feet in diameterThen as if the floating countenance wasnt alarming enough the rubylips began to move Monicas sweetsultry voice like the firstdrippings from a jar of honey overcame the city sounds and begancrooning the syrupy strains of _Love Me Alone_ Which happened by nocoincidence to be the title and theme song of Monicas newest epicIllustration Monicas imageplastered across the heavensstoppedtraffic in all directionsIt was a triumph Tom knew it the moment he looked down at the crowdedthoroughfare eighteen stories beneath the window Traffic had come to amore than normal standstill Drivers were leaving their autos and handswere being upraised towards the gargantuan face on the clouds aboveAnd of course Toms phone rang                                   Ostreichs big scowling face was barely squeezed within the confines ofthe visiphone screen He said nothing intelligible for two minutesRelax Chief Tom said brightly Ive been saving this as asurpriseOstreichs reply was censorableNow look D O You gave me _carte blanche_ with this Mitchell baberemember I figured we really needed a shot in the arm for this newpicture of hers The receipts on her last turkey couldnt pay hermasseursOstreich who had built his firm by establishing golden public imagesfor various industrialists and their enterprises had anticipatedtrouble the moment he let the barrier down to admit such unworthyclients as Monica Mitchell But he had never anticipated that his acepublicist would display such carnival tactics in their promotion Hegrowled like a taunted leopardThis is a cheap trick Tom Do you hear me Turn that thing off atonceWho me Tom said innocently Gosh D O Im no engineer I leftinstructions with the operator to keep the projector going for threehours until sunset Dont think I can do anything about it nowYoull damn well _have_ to do something about it Youre ruining usLook at it this way Chief What can we lose If anybody takes offensewe can blame it on that Hollywood gangTurn that damn thing off If that blankety face isnt out of the sky inten minutes you can start emptying your deskTom was a redhead He reached over and snapped the visiphone switchbefore his boss could have the satisfaction He stomped to the windowstill raging at Ostreichs lack of appreciationBut he chuckled when he saw the activity in the street The crowds werethickening at the intersections and a special battalion of city policewere trying to keep things moving Behind him the visiphone was beepingfrantically againHe waited a full minute before answering all set to snap at Ostreichonce moreBut it wasnt Ostreich It was a squarefaced man with beetling browsand a chin like the biting end of a steam shovel It took Tom a while torecognize the face of Stinson commissioner of policeMr BlackerYes sir Tom gulpedMr Ostreich referred me to you You responsible for that thecommissioners voice was choked that menaceMenace sirYou know what Im talking about Weve got half a dozen CAA complaintsalready That things a menace to public safety a hazard to airtravelLook Mr Stinson Its only a harmless publicity stuntHarmless You got funny ideas Mr Blacker Dont get the wrong ideaabout our city ordinances We got statutes that cover this kind ofthing If you dont want to be a victim of one of them turn that damnedmonstrosity offThe commissioners angry visage left a reverse shadow burned on thevisiphone screen It remained glowing there long after the contact wasbrokenTom Blacker walked the carpeted floor of his office chewing on hislower lip and cursing the feeble imaginations of Ostreich and the restof them When his temper had cooled he got sober thoughts ofindictments and law suits and unemployment With a sigh he contactedthe engineer on the roof of the Cannon Building Then he went to thewindow and watched Monicas thousandfoot face fade gradually out ofsight                                   At four oclock that afternoon a long,41
+Produced by Daniel FromontTranscribers note Octave Feuillet _Histoire de Sibylle_ 1863édition de 1863  Lorthographe de lédition de 1863 a été respectéeOEUVRES COMPLETESDOCTAVE FEUILLETFORMAT GRAND IN18SCENES ET PROVERBES un volSCENES ET COMEDIES un volBELLAH un volLA PETITE COMTESSE un volLE ROMAN DUN JEUNE HOMME PAUVRE un volHISTOIRE DE SIBYLLE un volLE POUR ET LE CONTRE comédie en un acte en proseLA CRISE comédie en quatre actes en prosePERIL EN LA DEMEURE comédie en deux actes en proseLE VILLAGE comédie en un acte en proseLA FEE comédie en un acte en proseDALILA drame en quatre actes et six parties en proseLE ROMAN DUN JEUNE HOMME PAUVRE comédie en cinq actes etsept tableaux en proseLA TENTATION comédie en cinq actes et six tableaux en proseLE CHEVEU BLANC comédie en un acte en proseREDEMPTION comédie en cinq actes en proseHISTOIREDESIBYLLEPAROCTAVE FEUILLETDE LACADEMIE FRANCAISEDEUXIEME EDITIONPARISMICHEL LEVY FRERES LIBRAIRES EDITEURSRUE VIVIENNE 2 BIS ET BOULEVARD DES ITALIENS 15A LA LIBRAIRIE NOUVELLE1863Tous droits réservésHISTOIREDESIBYLLEPREMIERE PARTIEILES FERIASUne belle journée du mois daoût était près de finir Lapetite et massive église de Férias qui couronne le sommetarrondi dune falaise sur la côte orientale de la presquîlenormande agitait ses deux cloches au timbre grêle sur unrythme dallégresse Une multitude endimanchée venait de serépandre hors de léglise et bourdonnait dans le cimetièreelle accueillit dun murmure satisfait lapparition dunenourrice normande en grand appareil qui se présenta presqueaussitôt sur le seuil du porche berçant à lombre des grandesailes de sa coiffe un enfant richement enveloppé dans seslanges de baptême La foule souvrit devant cette importantepersonne qui daignait toutefois suspendre de temps à autre samarche triomphale pour soulever au bénéfice des commèresattendries les voiles de lenfant La nourrice était suiviepar deux domestiques en livrée noire chargés de lourdessacoches qui attiraient exclusivement lattention de lapartie la moins sentimentale du public Tout à coup le curéencore revêtu de létole sortit de léglise avec une mineaffairée et adressa quelques mots aux domestiques quiséloignèrent à la hâte entraînant la foule sur leurs pasPeu dinstants après le curé homme robuste déjà mûr et dontle visage respirait une honnête bonhomie se trouvait seuldans lenceinte du petit cimetière et on entendait au loinse mêlant à la confuse rumeur des flots sur la grève les crisdes enfants qui se disputaient sur le revers de la lande leslargesses accoutumées En même temps léglise cessa de fairerésonner son carillon de fête et sa simple architecturereprit dans la solitude ce caractère de rigidité et demélancolie que lOcéan semble refléter sur tout ce quilapproche Derrière les grands bois qui voilent lhorizon ducôté de la terre et qui suivent à perte de vue parallèlementau rivage les ondulations des collines le soleil descendaitdans sa gloire perçant de mille flèches dor les massesépaisses du feuillage ses obliques rayons glissaient encoresur le sommet de la falaise et faisaient miroiter les vitrauxde léglise mais ils narrivaient déjà plus jusquà la merdont lazur sassombrissait brusquementEn cet instant la porte de léglise souvrit un vieuxmonsieur et une vieille dame tous deux dune taille élevée etun peu frêle avec un grand air de distinction et de doucedignité descendirent lentement les degrés du porche ilssavancèrent vers deux plaques de marbre blanc accouplées surdeux tombes voisines et sagenouillèrent côte à côte Le curésagenouilla à quelques pas derrière euxAprès quelques minutes le vieux monsieur se releva il touchalépaule de la vieille dame qui priait la tête dans sesmains Allons Louise ditil doucementElle se leva aussitôt le regarda et ses yeux pleins delarmes lui sourirent Il lattira à lui et posa ses lèvresémues sur le front pâle et pur quelle lui tendait Le curésapprocha Monsieur le marquis ditil avec une sorte de timiditécelui qui avait donné a repris que son nom soit béninestce pasLe vieillard soupira attacha un moment son regard sur la merpuis sur le ciel et se découvrant Oui monsieur ditil quil soit béniIl prit alors le bras de la vieille dame et sortit avec elledu cimetièreUne demiheure plus tard comme la nuit achevait de tomberune voiture roulant sans bruit sur la terre humide dunesombre avenue ramenait au château de Férias tout ce quirestait alors de lantique famille de ce nom les deux aïeuxque nous avons vus penchés sur deux tombes et lorpheline auxyeux bleus qui venait de recevoir au baptême les noms deSibylleAnne traditionnels depuis des siècles dans sa maisonIl y avait à cette époque un peu plus dun an que le marquiset la marquise de Férias avaient perdu successivement àquelques jours dintervalle leur bellefille Julie deVergnes créature angélique qui navait vécu parmi eux que letemps de se faire adorer et dêtre pleurée et leur filsunique Christian comte de Férias jeune homme grave doux ettendre quune convulsion de douleur avait foudroyé Il nestpas rare en ces temps de sensibilités maladives et de mollescroyances que de tels coups fassent de ceux quils frappentdes désespérés Le marquis et la marquise de Férias avaientéchappé à ce désastre moral cétaient cependant deux coeursnaturellement délicats jusquà la faiblesse et qui sentirentleur déchirement dans toute sa rigueur incomparable mais ilsse soutinrent par la foi par lappui dune affection mutuelleque les années navaient fait quépurer enfin par lesentiment du devoir quil leur restait à remplir auprès de ceberceau sorti dune tombeIILES BEAUMESNILUne voisine de campagne qui se nommait madame de Beaumesnilavait trouvé dans la catastrophe qui écrasa la maison deFérias une heureuse occasion dexercer les talents quelleaimait à se reconnaître pour le rôle de consolatrice On saitlhistoire de ce chirurgien qui estropiait les passants par lesoupirail de sa cave afin davoir des pratiques Il y a desfemmes de ce caractère il y en a même beaucoup Madame deBeaumesnil superbe échantillon de lespèce éprouvait un telbesoin de répandre les trésors de charité déposés dans sonsein par la nature quon devait lui savoir un certain grédattendre sans les provoquer les malheurs de son prochainPour une personne animée dun dévouement si actif des coucheslaborieuses et deux morts presque subites se succédant sous letoit dun ami dans une période de quinze jours avaient étéune triple fête et un opulent banquet Aux premières douleursde la jeune comtesse on avait donc vu accourir au château deFérias cette,7
+Produced by Stephen Blundell and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet This file wasproduced from images generously made available by TheInternet ArchiveAmerican Libraries                Successful            Stock Speculation                   _By_               J J BUTLER           _Written April 1922_        _Published December 1922_              _Published by_ NATIONAL BUREAU OF FINANCIAL INFORMATION       395 Broadway New York City     _This Book Is Not Copyrighted_   We believe the principles expounded   in this book are of immense value   to everyone who buys speculative   securities and we do not object to   anyone reproducing any part of it   whether or not we are given credit   for it National Bureau of Financial InformationTranscribers Note    Minor typographical errors have been corrected without note Variant    spellings have been retained Bold text has been indicated as    boldCONTENTS                       PART 1                INTRODUCTORY CHAPTERS Chapter                                       Page      I THE PURPOSE OF THIS BOOK                 7     II WHAT IS SPECULATION                      9    III SOME TERMS EXPLAINED                    13     IV A CORRECT BASIS FOR SPECULATING         17                       PART 2            WHAT AND WHEN TO BUY AND SELL      V WHAT STOCKS TO BUY                      23     VI WHAT STOCKS NOT TO BUY                  25    VII WHEN TO BUY STOCKS                      29   VIII WHEN NOT TO BUY STOCKS                  33     IX WHEN TO SELL STOCKS                     35                       PART 3          INFLUENCES AFFECTING STOCK PRICES      X MOVEMENTS IN STOCK PRICES               41     XI MAJOR MOVEMENTS IN PRICES               43    XII THE MONEY MARKET AND STOCK PRICES       47   XIII MINOR MOVEMENTS IN PRICES               49    XIV TECHNICAL CONDITIONS                    51     XV MANIPULATIONS                           53                       PART 4          TOPICS OF INTEREST TO SPECULATORS    XVI MARGINAL TRADING                        61   XVII SHORT SELLING                           65  XVIII BUCKET SHOPS                            69    XIX CHOOSING A BROKER                       71     XX PUTS AND CALLS                          73    XXI STOP LOSS ORDERS,69
+Produced by Steven desJardins and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetIllustration Cover of The Corsair KingThe Corsair KingA KALOZ KIRALYby Maurus JókaiAuthor of Black Diamonds Manasseh The Barons Sons PrettyMichal etcTranslated byMary J SaffordIllustrationBostonLC Page  CompanymdcccciCopyright 1901 byL C Page  Company Inc_All rights reserved_The Heintzemann Press BostonWORKS OFMAURUS JÓKAIMANASSEHTHE BARONS SONSPRETTY MICHALTHE CORSAIR KINGMIDST THE WILD CARPATHIANSL C PAGE  COMPANY200 SUMMER STREET BOSTON MASSContentsCHAPTER                             PAGEI       CHOOSING A KING        11II      IN HISPANIOLA          50III     REVENGE               149IV      RETRIBUTION           187The CORSAIR KINGChapter IChoosing a KingThe storm had spent itself the sea was calm again and on its smoothsurface tossed empty casks and shattered maststhe monuments ofshipwrecked vessels The stormy petrels had vanished with the tempestand the flying fish were now making their clumsy leaps from wave towavea sign of fair weather A brigantine which had outlived the galewas moving slowly over the almost unrippled surface of the water allhands were engaged in repairing the damage occasioned by the stormtemporary masts were rigged sails trimmed the crew worked fairlyhanging in the air for the ship had heeled far overa proof that herballast had shifted during the tempestWith the exception of the blows of the carpenters hammer and thecreaking of the pumps nothing was heard save the voice of the captainwho stood leaning against the mainmast trying to ascertain on a chartthe place to which he had been driven by the storm The movements of theneedle were scrutinized more and more carefully while from time totime the voice of an officer taking soundings echoed on the air Atlast the captains finger stopped on a group of islands and he saidquietly We are off the Ladrones At the same moment a sailor on themasthead shouted Land Without the slightest change of expressionthe captain repeated The LadronesThen folding the chart he took out a small silver whistle and blowinga signal ordered the mate to summon the crew to investigate theoccurrences of the preceding nightThe Isles of Thieves were but a few miles distant they had no cannontheir sails were tattered yet the captain spoke as calmly in passingsentence upon his men as though he were sitting in the utmost securityupon a jury benchBy whose directions were the sick thrown overboard he asked turninghis stern face toward the crewThe doctor ordered it replied an old seamanYou Scudamore inquired the captain wheeling round to look a tallthin man in the faceThe latters countenance was one of those which at the first glanceappear smooth and gentle whose features when smiling are evencaptivating until some expression of mockery or greed of vengeancesuddenly transforms the winning glance into an image of horrorYou gave the order yourself Captain Rolls replied the surgeon witha smiling face and in a tone of marked gentleness as if the subjectunder discussion were some very noble deed which he declined toacknowledge merely from exaggerated modesty When the ship sprung aleak you commanded that all the superfluous ballast should be thrownoverboard The men first cast out the heavy ballast then you orderedthem to add whatever else could be spared Then the cannon went thoughit was a great pity for we stand in need of them especially when offthe Ladrones but even this did not lighten the ship sufficiently Youagain issued orders that everything superfluous must be cast into thesea There was nothing left which could be dispensed with except thebars of silver and the sick The crew began to discuss which should bethrown overboard I answered We shall not be asked for the _men_ whenwe reach London but we shall be for the silver and by my advice thesilver was saved and the ship weathered the stormDr Scudamore said the captain with cool deliberation for thisinhuman deed you will be cashiered kept in irons until we reach Londonand there delivered up to justiceSail in sight shouted the man at the helm and several of the crewwhispered in terror PiratesScudamore fixed his greengray eyes on the captain and smilingcontemptuously said in tones which had suddenly grown hoarseI think it might be advisable to defer my punishment a few hours youor some one else might need my services during the intervalThat is no affair of yours returned the captain To die without adoctor or to be thrown into the sea by his orders is much the samethingHa ha ha You see it might have been better for you in the end hadyou relieved the ship of the sick in the first place instead ofthrowing your guns overboard But thats _your_ affairCaptain Rolls silently nodded to the men to take the doctor below Thenhe gave orders that the bars of silver should be concealed in the holdand that every man should go to his post to be prepared for any attackHe himself taking his weapons went to his usual station and withoutchanging the vessels course in the least ordered all sail to be setMeanwhile the pirate craft was dashing toward the brigantine The blackflag was already visible and a cannon ball whistling close by thebrigantines rigging was the first message from the searobberCaptain Rolls had no cannon with which to answer The silence wasinterpreted by the pirates as fear and one of their number shouted in atone of thunder through his speaking trumpetShip ahoy A word with the captainInstantly a battleflag fluttered from every masthead on thebrigantineA terrible uproar arose on the pirate ship a tall man with a grayvest girdled by a scarlet sash appeared on deck issuing orders inloud hoarse tones upon which half the sails were furled and with,13
+Produced by Greg Weeks Stephen Blundell and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet THE RAT RACKET By DAVID H KELLER MD    _With Dr Kellers genius for hitting at vital spots every time he    now gives us a brand new idea and an ingenious solution We hope no    racketeers read this story They might as a result cause the    police some trouble Fortunately however the racket has a flaw_Richard Moyer senior partner of the firm of Moyer  Perkins read thatletter over twice before he called in the man who had helped him makethe importing of high grade groceries from England a most profitablebusiness for over twenty yearsHe simply handed the letter over to Paul Perkins without a word ofexplanation The latter read it through and handed it back in equalsilence but the hand that held the letter trembledJust another racket exclaimed Moyer finallyLooks like it I suppose we were foolish to start in paying forprotection First our trucks were threatened then the new buildingafter that our best customers were bombed and we had to pay to protectthem Your son was kidnappedand the police They even went so far asto advise that we keep on payingand now this letter We might as wellclose out the business All our profits go toward supporting a gang ofcriminals who have muscled into every type of American industryIllustration They were running out through the picture A crazed mantore it from the wallOn the face of it the letter looks innocent enough sighed Perkins ashe picked it up and gave it another reading Simply says that the ratmenace is increasing cites several business houses where the rodentshave done a great deal of damage and offers to give our warehousescomplete protection for five thousand a week You could show that letterto a hundred police officials and they would laugh at your fears But Iam not laughing Because that letter was written on the same damagedtypewriter that the other letters were written on and those gangstershave not failed to make any of their threats goodSuppose we pretend that they are honest and answer their letter andsend them a check for the first weeks protectionThey will laugh at you and send back the checkThey may at that Then we will give them the cash In either case itwill give us time to think I feel that they are only experimenting withus They are after larger game than five thousand a week We shall seeand hear more of this rat business in a while Write to them and tellthem that we will pay the cash and put the entire matter in the handsof the Chamber of Commerce If it does not act soon the entire citywill be in the hands of the gangstersThe complaint of Moyer  Perkins was only one of a dozen similar oneswhich reached the Chamber of Commerce that day In a secluded room ofthe Manufacturers Club a dozen wealthy men met day after day hearingand weighing evidence against a hundred forms of racketeering which wasrapidly becoming a terrible and powerful enemy to the varied industriesof the Metropolis Practically every business had been threatened andmore than one captain of industry blustered openly but paid his weeklytribute silently in order to protect his business family and homeUp to this time the usual weapon had been the strong arm man and thebomb While these were bad enough they were at least understood Whenit came to rats it was different Of course everybody knew somethingabout ratsthat they were supposed to be numerous around the riverfronts and warehousesbut on the other hand rats were seldom seen indaylight and there were many New Yorkers who never saw oneNot one of the dozen men had been raised on a farm and none had servedin the trenches during the World War They did not understand rats sothey hesitated and finally simply advised the merchants who hadreceived the rat letters to use their own judgement As a result somepaid tribute and some did not There is no evidence to show that thosewho paid were one hundred per cent free from rats in their warehousesbut within a week there was ample proof that at least three wholesalegroceries and one laundry had been invaded overnight by rats insufficient quantity to cause thousands of dollars worth of damagesMoyer  Perkins heard the news and decided to pay another five thousandThe Defense Committee of the Chamber of Commerce was called to an extrameeting at the El Dorado Hotel The owner of the hotel was one of theCommittee a man who so far had taken a very inactive part in itstransactions He did not waste time in giving the reason for the specialmeetingI was called on the telephone this morning he explained The personat the other end wanted to protect my hotel from rats for the smallcompensation of twentyfive thousand dollars a week He referredcasually to the three warehouses and one laundry that had been wreckedlast week Right at the present time I have on an average twelvehundred guests a night They are here to be entertained not to befrightened by rats But here is the point If I yield every other hotelin the city will be placed in a similar position Three hundred thousandstrangers are in the city every day Suppose that ten hotels wereoverrun with rats in one week and the fact was circulated in the pressWhat would that cost the cityBetter pay it growled one of the men He happened to own a hotel Heknew how temperamental was the pleasureseeking stranger Singularlythat advice was the only brand given by the rest of the Committee Theyseemed strangely unable to offer any remedy except to keep on paying andin every way possible bar unpleasant news from the newspapersInside of next month fiftyfive hotels were paying a weekly tax to therat racketeers One small hotel refused and was at once deluged with anarmy of rats which drove out guests and employees killed one old scrubwoman and severely injured,41
+Produced by Bryan Ness Stephen Blundell and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet                    DETERMINING THE AGE OF CATTLE                            BY THE TEETH                           GEORGE W POPE                         Quarantine Division                              Device                       FARMERS BULLETIN 1066               UNITED STATES DEPARTMENT OF AGRICULTURE           Contribution from the Bureau of Animal Industry                        JOHN R MOHLER Chief Washington D C                                      August 1919 Show this bulletin to a neighbor Additional copies may be obtained free from the Division of Publications United States Department of Agriculture                        WASHINGTON GOVERNMENT PRINTING OFFICE 1919PUBLICATIONS OF U S DEPARTMENT OF AGRICULTURE RELATING TO CATTLEAVAILABLE FOR FREE DISTRIBUTION BY THE DEPARTMENTVesicular Stomatitis of Horses and Cattle Department Bulletin 662Hemorrhagic Septicemia Department Bulletin 674Breeds of Beef Cattle Farmers Bulletin 612The Feeding of Dairy Cows Farmers Bulletin 743Feeding and Management of Dairy Calves and Young Dairy Stock FarmersBulletin 777Contagious Abortion of Cattle Farmers Bulletin 790Breeds of Dairy Cattle Farmers Bulletin 893Dehorning and Castrating Cattle Farmers Bulletin 949Cattle Scab Farmers Bulletin 1017DETERMINING THE AGE OF CATTLE BY THE TEETHThe age of cattle can be approximated closely by the appearancedevelopment and subsequent wear of their second incisor teeth Cattlehave eight incisor teeth all in the lower jaw In the calf at birth twoor more of the temporary or first incisor teeth are present With thefirst month the entire eight incisors have appearedIllustration FIG 1Internal face of incisors of the calfAs the animal approaches 2 years of age the center pair of temporaryincisor teeth or pinchers are replaced by the permanent pinchers whichat 2 years attain full developmentIllustration FIG 2Internal face of incisors at 2 yearsAt from 212 to 3 years the permanent first intermediates are cut andare usually fully developed at 3 yearsIllustration FIG 3Internal face of incisors at 3 yearsAt 312 years the second intermediates or laterals are cut They are ona level with the first intermediates and begin to wear at 4 yearsIllustration FIG 4Internal face of incisors at 4 yearsAt 412 to 5 years the corner teeth are replaced the animal at 5 yearshaving the full complement of incisors with the corners fully developedIllustration FIG 5Internal face of incisors at 5 yearsAt 5 to 6 years there is a leveling of the permanent pinchers thepinchers usually being leveled at six and both pairs of intermediatespartially leveled and the corner incisors showing wearFrom seven to eight the pinchers are noticeably worn from eight to ninethe middle pairs and by ten years the corner teethAfter 6 years the arch gradually loses its rounded contour and becomesnearly straight by the twelfth year In the meantime the teeth havegradually become triangular in shape distinctly separated and show theprogressive wearing to stubsIllustration FIG 6Internal face of incisors at 12 yearsEnd of the Project Gutenberg EBook of Determining the Age of Cattle by theTeeth by George W Pope,24
+Produced by Dave Morgan Chris Logan and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetIllustration A HIGH SEA ON THE NORTH CORNWALL COASTFrom a photograph by Mr Alexander Old PadstowThe CornwallCoast_By Arthur L Salmon__Illustrated_Illustration 1 Adelphi Terrace WC_T Fisher Unwin__London Adelphi Terrace__Leipsic Inselstrasse 20__1910__All rights reserved_ROAD MAPS FOR THE CORNWALL COASTThose who travel through Cornwall by cycle or motorcar will usuallyfind very good roads but for the most part these only touch the coastat special points and in some cases it will be wise to leave bicycleor car at hotel or farm if the coast is to be fitly explored Thestudy of a map will show the tourist what to expect and he may notethe parts where if he thinks of easy travelling alone he will haveto desert the sea But by a judicious use of highroad and byroad heneed never be far from the shore and in some places the road that isactually best for him gives fine views of the coast There are manyexcellent maps issued but it is best to go to the fountainhead tothe publications of the Ordnance Survey For the pedestrian those ofone inch to a mile are admirable but the cyclist or motorist willfind the two miles to an inch more handy as covering a wider rangeand even those of four miles to the inch are sufficiently full for themotorist If any special district is to be carefully explored the onemile to an inch should be carried but the wise rider will not contenthimself with a map of a single scale he should at least carry one forthe entire Duchy and others for the sectionsThe maps of the Ordnance Survey for Cornwall are as follow       One mile to the inch large series in sheets about 27  18       inches paper flat or folded 1s 6d net mounted 2s cut       into sections and mounted to fold 2s 6d Nos 139 14678       1512       One mile to the inch small series in contoured outline with       hills shaded or coloured Nos 347 353 1s 6d and 2s 348       354 1s and 1s 6d 322 336 1s 6d and 2s 335 346 1s       and 1s 6d 351 359 1s and 1s 6d 352 360 1s 6d and       2s These may be had flat or folded       Two miles to an inch flat or folded or on the new layer       system Nos 356 1s 6d 2s 2s 6d       Four miles to the inch Cornwall 1s flat or folded       Four miles to the inch Nos 21 22 1s 6d 2s flat or       folded       Ten miles to the inch No II flat or folded 1s 1s 6dIt should be mentioned that Mr T Fisher Unwin is sole wholesaleagent for these maps which may be procured from any booksellerFuller details of the maps are given in a special Catalogue issued byMr Unwin                                                              A L SCONTENTS    CHAPTER                                                       PAGE    I      THE PLYMOUTH DISTRICT                                   13    II     LOOE AND POLPERRO                                       29    III    FOWEY                                                   48    IV     ST AUSTELL TO ST MAWES                                66    V      FALMOUTH AND TRURO                                      81    VI     FROM FALMOUTH TO THE LIZARD                            106    VII    THE LIZARD TO HELSTON,54
+Produced by David Garcia Carla Foust and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet Thisfile was produced from images generously made availableby The Kentuckiana Digital LibraryTranscribers noteArchaic and variable spelling has been preserved Minor punctuationerrors have been corrected without notice A few obvious typographicalerrors have been corrected and they are listed at the end of this book     Transylvania University Studies in English     II     A Syllabus of Kentucky FolkSongs     By     HUBERT G SHEARIN A M Ph D     Professor of English Philology in Transylvania University     and     JOSIAH H COMBS A B     Editor of The Transylvanian     Transylvania Printing Company     Lexington Kentucky     1911     TO     R M SINTRODUCTIONThis syllabus or findinglist is offered to lovers of folkliteraturein the hope that it may not be without interest and value to them forpurposes of comparison and identification It includes 333 itemsexclusive of 114 variants and embraces all popular songs that have sofar come to hand as having been learned by ear instead of by eye asexisting through oral transmissionsongballads lovesongsnumbersongs dancesongs playsongs childsongs countingout rimeslullabies jigs nonsense rimes ditties etcThere is every reason to believe that many more such await thecollector in fact their number is constantly being increased eventoday by the creation of new ones by adaptation of the old and even bythe absorption and consequent metamorphosis of literaryquasiliterary or pseudoliterary types into the current of oraltraditionThis collection then is by no means complete means have not beenavailable for a systematic and scientific search for these folksongswhich have been gathered very casually during the past five yearsthrough occasional travel acquaintanceship and correspondence in onlythe twentyone following counties Fayette Madison Rowan ElliottCarter Boyd Lawrence Morgan Johnson Pike Knott Breathitt ClayLaurel Rockcastle Garrard Boyle Anderson Shelby Henry andOwenall lying in Central and Eastern KentuckyAll of the material listed has thus been collected in this State thougha variant of The Jews Daughter page 8 has come by chance fromMichigan and another of The Pretty Mohee page 12 was sent fromGeorgia The Cumberland Mountain region in the eastern part of theState has naturally furnished the larger half of the material becauseof local conditions favorable to the propagation of folksong Howeversections of Kentucky lying farther to the westward are almost equallyprolific The wide extension of the same ballad throughout the Stateargues convincingly for the unity of the Kentucky stocka fact whichmay be confirmed in more ways than oneThe arrangement is as follows The material in hand is loosely groupedin eighteen sections according to origin chronology content or formThough logically at fault because of the crossdivision thus inevitablyentailed this plan has seemed to be the best No real confusion willresult to the user in consequence In fact no matter what system beadopted certain songs will belong equally well to two or more differentcategoriesUnder each of these eighteen main divisions the treatment of theindividual songballad is in general as follows First stands thetitle with variant titles in parentheses Should this be unknown acaption coined by the editors is placed in brackets Secondly a Romannumeral immediately follows the above to denote the number of versionsif variants have been found Thirdly the prosodical character of thesong is roughly indicated by a combination of letters and numerals Eachletter indicates a line the variation in the letters indicates in theusual fashion the rimescheme of the stanza Each numeral indicates thenumber of stresses in the line or lines denoted by the letter orletters immediately succeeding it When a chorus burden or refrain ispresent the metrical scheme of this stands immediately after an andas for example in The Blue and the Gray page 14 In the case of therefrain the letters used are independent of those immediately precedingthe and and denoting the rimescheme of the stanza proper Fourthlyan Arabic numeral follows to indicate the number of stanzas in the songexclusive of the refrain should one be present If the number ofstanzas in a ballad is indeterminable because its form is fragmentaryor because its variant versions differ in length this fact is indicatedby an appended ca _circa_ Sixth and last is a synopsis or otherattempt to give briefly such data as may serve to complete theidentificationIllustration of the third item above may be helpful Thus in PrettyPolly on page 7 4aabb indicates a quatrain riming in couplets withfour stresses in each line In Jackaro page 9 3abcb indicates aquatrain riming alternately with three stressed syllables in each lineIn The Kings Daughter page 7 4a3b4c3b indicates a quatrain with onlythe second and fourth lines riming and with four stresses in the firstand third lines and three stresses in the second and fourth In JohnnieCame from Sea page 14 6aa denotes a rimed couplet with six stressesin each lineIt has naturally been difficult at times to decide whether certainstanzas should be counted as couplets or as quatrains half as long Insuch cases the air or tune and other data often rather subtle havebeen employed in making decisions The quatrain form has in uncertaininstances been given the benefit of the doubt Even thus certain minorinconsistencies will perhaps be noted It is hardly necessary to addthat assonance freely occurs in the place of rime and as such it isconsidered throughoutAll attempt to indicate the prevailing metrical unit or foot withinthe line has been frankly given over Iambs dactyls and their ilkreceive scant courtesy from the composer of folksong who without qualmor quaver will stretch one syllable or even an utter silence caesurainto the time of a complete bar while in the next breath he will withequal equanimity huddle a dozen syllables into the same periodConsequently this item even if it could be indicated would have scantdescriptive valueIt is a pleasant duty to acknowledge gratefully the assistance of thosewho have transmitted to our hands many of the songs Mesdames J,9
+Produced by Greg Weeks Stephen Blundell and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetSTAR MOTHERBy ROBERT F YOUNG _A touching story of the most enduring love in all eternity_That night her son was the first starShe stood motionless in the garden one hand pressed against her heartwatching him rise above the fields where he had played as a boy wherehe had worked as a young man and she wondered whether he was thinkingof those fields now whether he was thinking of her standing alone inthe April night with her memories whether he was thinking of theverandahed house behind her with its empty rooms and silent halls thatonce upon a time had been his birthplaceHigher still and higher he rose in the southern sky and then when hehad reached his zenith he dropped swiftly down past the dark edge ofthe Earth and disappeared from sight A boy grown up too soon ridinground and round the world on a celestial carousel encased in anairtight metal capsule in an airtight metal chariot _Why dont they leave the stars alone_ she thought _Why dont theyleave the stars to God_                                   The generals second telegram came early the next morning Explorer XII_doing splendidly Expect to bring your son down sometime tomorrow_She went about her work as usual collecting the eggs and allocatingthem in their cardboard boxes then setting off in the station wagon onher Tuesday morning run She had expected a deluge of questions from hercustomers She was not disappointed Is Terry really way up there allalone Martha Arent you _scared_ Martha I do hope they can gethim back down all right Martha She supposed it must have given themquite a turn to have their egg woman change into a star motherovernightShe hadnt expected the TV interview though and she would have avoidedit if it had been politely possible But what could she do when the lineof cars and trucks pulled into the drive and the technicians got out andstarted setting up their equipment in the backyard What could she saywhen the suave young man came up to her and said We want you to knowthat were all very proud of your boy up there maam and we hopeyoull do us the honor of answering a few questionsMost of the questions concerned Terry as was fitting From the way thesuave young man asked them though she got the impression that he wastrying to prove that her son was just like any other average Americanboy and such just didnt happen to be the case But whenever she openedher mouth to mention say how he used to study till all hours of thenight or how difficult it had been for him to make friends because ofhis shyness or the fact that he had never gone out forfootballwhenever she started to mention any of these things the suaveyoung man was in great haste to interrupt her and to twist her words byrequestioning into a different meaning altogether till Terrysbehavior pattern seemed to coincide with the behavior pattern which thesuave young man apparently considered the norm but which if followedMartha was sure would produce not young men bent on exploring space butyoung men bent on exploring triviaA few of the questions concerned herself Was Terry her only childYes What had happened to her husband He was killed in the KoreanWar What did she think of the new law granting star mothers toppriority on any and all information relating to their sons I thinkits a fine law  Its too bad they couldnt have shown similarhumanity toward the war mothers of World War II                                   It was late in the afternoon by the time the TV crew got everythingrepacked into their cars and trucks and made their departure Marthafixed herself a light supper then donned an old suede jacket of Terrysand went out into the garden to wait for the sun to go down Accordingto the time table the general had outlined in his first telegramTerrys first Tuesday night passage wasnt due to occur till 905 Butit seemed only right that she should be outside when the stars startedto come out Presently they did and she watched them wink on one byone in the deepening darkness of the sky Shed never been much of aone for the stars most of her life shed been much too busy on Earth tobother with things celestial She could remember when she was muchyounger and Bill was courting her looking up at the moon sometimes andonce in a while when a star fell making a wish But this wasdifferent It was different because now she had a personal interest inthe sky a new affinity with its myriad inhabitantsAnd how bright they became when you kept looking at them They seemed tocome alive almost pulsing brilliantly down out of the blackness of thenight  And they were different colors too she noticed with a startSome of them were blue and some were red others were yellow  green orange It grew cold in the April garden and she could see her breath There wasa strange crispness a strange clarity about the night that she hadnever known before  She glanced at her watch was astonished to seethat the hands indicated two minutes after nine Where had the timegone Tremulously she faced the southern horizon  and saw her Terryappear in his shining chariot riding up the starpebbled path of hisorbit a star in his own right dropping swiftly now down down andout of sight beyond the dark wheeling mass of the Earth  She took adeep proud breath realized that she was wildly waving her hand and letit fall slowly,44
+Produced by Chuck Greif and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at DP Europe httpdprastkonetBIBLIOTECA de LA NACIÓNOCTAVIO FEUILLETHISTORIADEUNA PARISIENSETRADUCCIÓN DE D V DE MBUENOS AIRES 1919Derechos reservadosImp de LA NACIÓNBuenos AiresHISTORIA DE UNA PARISIENSEISería excesivo pretender que todas las jóvenes casaderas son unosángeles pero hay ángeles entre las jóvenes casaderas Esto no es unarareza y lo que parece más extraño es que quizá en París es menosraro que en otra parte La razón es sencilla En ese gran invernáculoparisiense las virtudes y los vicios lo mismo que los genios sedesarrollan con una especie de exuberancia y alcanzan el más alto gradode perfección y refinamiento En ninguna parte del mundo se aspiran másacres venenos ni más suaves perfumes En ninguna otra parte tampocola mujer cuando es bella puede serlo más ni cuando es buena puedeser más buenaSe sabe que la marquesa de LatourMesnil aunque había sido de las másbellas y de las mejores no por eso había sido feliz con su marido Noporque fuera un mal hombre pero le gustaba divertirse y no se divertíacon su mujer Por consiguiente la había abandonado en extremo ellahabía llorado mucho en secreto sin que él se hubiese apercibido nipreocupado después había muerto dejando a la marquesa la impresión deque era ella quien había quebrado su existencia Como tenía un almatierna y modesta fue bastante buena para culparse a sí misma por lainsuficiencia de sus méritos y queriendo evitar a su hija un destinosemejante al suyo puso todo su empeño en hacer de ella una personaeminentemente distinguida y tan capaz como puede serlo una mujer demantener el amor en el matrimonio Esta clase de educaciones exquisitasson en París como en otras partes el consuelo de muchas viudas cuyosmaridos viven sin embargoLa señorita Juana Berengére de LatourMesnil había recibido felizmentede la naturaleza todos los dones que podían favorecer la ambición de unamadre Su espíritu naturalmente predispuesto y activo prestosemaravillosamente desde la infancia a recibir el delicado cultivomaternal Después maestros selectos y cuidadosamente vigiladosacabaron de iniciarla en las nociones gustos y conocimientos que hacenel ornato intelectual de una mujer En cuanto a la educación moral sumadre fue su único maestro quien por su solo contacto y la pureza de supropia inspiración hizo de ella una criatura tan sana como ella mismaA los méritos que acabamos de indicar la señorita de LatourMesnilhabía tenido el talento de añadir otro de cuya influencia no es dado ala naturaleza humana libertarse era extremadamente linda tenía eltalle y la gracia de una ninfa con una fisonomía un poco selvática ypudores de niña Su superioridad de la que se daba alguna cuenta laturbaba sentíase a la vez orgullosa y tímida En sus conversaciones asolas con su madre era expansiva entusiasta y hasta un pococharlatana en público permanecía inmóvil y silenciosa como una bellaflor pero sus magníficos ojos hablaban por ellaDespués de haber llevado a cabo con ayuda de Dios aquella obraencantadora la marquesa habría deseado descansar y ciertamente quetenía derecho a hacerlo Pero el descanso no se hizo para las madres yla marquesa no tardó en verse agitada por un estado febril quecomprenderán muchas de nuestras lectoras Juana Berengére habíacumplido ya diez y nueve años y tenía que buscarle un marido Es éstasin contradicción una hora solemne para las madres Que se sientan muyconturbadas no nos extraña extrañaríamos que no lo estuvieran aún másPero si alguna madre debió sentir en aquellos momentos críticos mortalesangustias es aquella que como la señora de LatourMesnil había tenidola virtud de educar bien a su hija aquella en que modelando con susmanos puras a aquella joven había conseguido pulir purificar yespiritualizar sus instintos Esa madre tiene que decirse que unacriatura así dirigida y tan perfecta está separada de ciertos hombresque frecuentan nuestras calles y aún nuestros salones por un abismointelectual y moral tan profundo como el que la separa de un negro deZululand Tiene indispensablemente que decirse que entregar a su hijaa uno de esos hombres es entregarla a la peor de las alianzas ydegradar indignamente su propia obra Su responsabilidad en semejantemateria es tanto más pesada cuanto que las jóvenes francesas connuestras costumbres se hallan completamente imposibilitadas para tomaruna parte seria en la elección de un maridoCon pocas excepciones ellas aman desde un principio candorosamente aaquel que le designan por esposo porque lo adornan con todas las buenascualidades que deseanEra pues con demasiada razón que la señora LatourMesnil se preocupabade casar bien a su hija Pero lo que una mujer honesta y espiritual comoella entendía por casar bien a su hija sería difícil concebirlo si nose viese todos los días que las experiencias personales más dolorosasel amor maternal más verdadero el espíritu más delicado y aun lapiedad más acendrada no bastan para enseñar a una madre la diferenciaque existe entre un bello casamiento y uno bueno Puede al mismo tiempohacerse lo uno y lo otro y es seguramente lo mejor pero hay quecuidarse mucho porque sucede con frecuencia que un bello casamiento estodo lo contrario de un buen casamiento porque deslumbra y porconsiguiente encegueceUn bello casamiento para una joven que como la señorita LatourMesnildebía llevar quinientos mil francos de dote constituye tres o cuatromillones Verdaderamente parece que una mujer puede ser feliz conmenos Pero en fin confesarase que es difícil rehusar cuatro millonescuando se ofrecen Así pues en 1870 el barón Maurescamp ofreció seis osiete a la señorita LatourMesnil por intermedio de una amiga que habíasido su querida pero que era una buena mujerLa señora LatourMesnil contestó con la dignidad conveniente que laproposición la lisonjeaba y que sólo pedía algunos días parareflexionar y tomar informes Pero así que la embajadora hubo salidosalió corriendo en busca de su hija la estrechó contra su corazón y seechó a llorarUn marido entoncesdijo Juana fijando en su madre su mirada defuegoLa madre hizo un gesto afirmativoQuién es ese señorreplicó JuanaEl señor de Maurescamp mira hijita mía ésta es demasiadafelicidadHabituada a creer a su madre infalible y viéndola tan feliz la señoritaJuana no tardó en serlo también y las dos pobres criaturas mezclaronpor largo rato sus besos y sus lágrimasDurante los ocho días,7
+Produced by The Online Distributed Proofreading Team athttpwwwpgdpnet This file was produced from imagesgenerously made available by The Internet ArchiveAmericanLibraries                                            Transcribers Note                                                                                                           Inconsistent hyphenation in the original document has          been preserved                                                                                                               Obvious typographical errors have been corrected For          a complete list please see the end of this document                                                                                                               Illustration JOHN RANDOLPH TUCKERLIFE OF REAR ADMIRALJOHN RANDOLPH TUCKERCOMMANDER IN THE NAVY OF THE UNITED STATES CAPTAINAND FLAGOFFICER IN THE NAVY OF THE CONFEDERATESTATES REAR ADMIRAL IN THE NAVYOF THE REPUBLIC OF PERU AND PRESIDENTOF THE PERUVIAN HYDROGRAPHICALCOMMISSION OF THE AMAZONWITH AN APPENDIXCONTAINING NOTES ON NAVIGATION OF THE UPPERAMAZON RIVER AND ITS PRINCIPALTRIBUTARIESBy CAPTAIN JAMES HENRY ROCHELLEAND CONTAINING A BIOGRAPHICAL SKETCH OF THEAUTHOR AND PORTRAITS OF ADMIRALTUCKER AND CAPTAIN ROCHELLEWASHINGTONTHE NEALE PUBLISHING COMPANY431 ELEVENTH STREETMCMIIICOPYRIGHT 1903BY MATTIE R TYLERCONTENTSA SKETCH OF THE AUTHOR                                               9DEATH OF CAPTAIN ROCHELLE                                           17PREFATORY NOTE                                                      18PART ITHE TUCKERSBIRTH OF JOHN RANDOLPH TUCKER BOYHOODAPPOINTED A    MIDSHIPMAN IN THE UNITED STATES NAVYFIRST CRUISETHE    ROARING LADS OF THE BRANDYWINEPASSES EXAMINATION FOR    PROMOTIONAPPOINTED A PAST MIDSHIPMANPROMOTED TO THE RANK    OF LIEUTENANTMARRIAGEMEXICAN WAR CAPTURE OF    TOBASCOCOMMANDS UNITED STATES BOMBBRIG _Stromboli_MADE    A COMMANDERCOMMANDS UNITED STATES RECEIVING SHIP    _Pennsylvania_ORDNANCE OFFICER AT THE NORFOLK NAVY    YARDRESIGNS ON THE SECESSION OF VIRGINIA                      19PART IIAPPOINTED A COMMANDER IN THE VIRGINIA NAVYIN CHARGE OF THE    DEFENSES OF JAMES RIVERTRANSFERRED TO THE CONFEDERATE    STATES NAVYPLACED IN COMMAND OF THE _Patrick    Henry_FITTING OUT UNDER DIFFICULTIESFIRST PARTIALLY    ARMORED AMERICAN VESSEL LIEUTENANT POWELLS PLAN FOR    ARMORED GUNBOATSOFFICERS OF THE _Patrick Henry_GUARDING    JAMES RIVERSCALING THE GUNSNAVAL SKIRMISHA FLAG    WHICH WAS NOT PRESENTEDBATTLE OF HAMPTON ROADS SINKING OF    THE _Cumberland_ AN AMERICAN _Vengeur_BURNING OF THE    _Congress_COMBAT BETWEEN THE _Virginia_ AND THE    _Monitor_FLAGOFFICER TATNALL TAKES COMMAND OF THE    CONFEDERATE SQUADRONSALLY INTO HAMPTON ROADSPLAN FOR    CARRYING THE _Monitor_ BY BOARDINGEVACUATION OF    NORFOLKTOWING UNFINISHED GUNBOATS TO RICHMONDFEDERAL    SQUADRON ENTERS JAMES RIVERCREWS OF THE _Patrick Henry_    _Jamestown_ AND _Virginia_ MAN THE NAVAL BATTERIES AT    DREWRYS BLUFFACTION AT DREWRYS BLUFFTHE _Galena_ A    WELLFOUGHT VESSEL REPULSE OF THE FEDERAL SQUADRONTUCKER    ORDERED TO COMMAND THE IRONCLAD STEAMER _Chicora_ AT    CHARLESTONSUCCESSFUL ATTACK ON THE BLOCKADING    SQUADRONTUCKER POSTED AND APPOINTED FLAGOFFICER OF THE    CHARLESTON SQUADRONCOMMANDING OFFICERS OF THE CHARLESTON    SQUADRONDUPONTS ATTACK ON CHARLESTONCONFEDERATE    TORPEDOBOATS AT CHARLESTON DAMAGE DONE BY THEMCHARLESTON,35
+Produced by Diane Monico and The Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet This file wasproduced from images generously made available by TheInternet ArchiveAmerican LibrariesTHE LITTLE RUSSIAN SERVANTTHE LITTLE RUSSIANSERVANTBYHENRI GREVILLE_Neelys Booklet Series No 24 June 12 1899 Issued weekly500 a year Entered as secondclass matterat New York Post Office_IllustrationF TENNYSON NEELYPUBLISHERLONDON   NEW YORK   CHICAGOTHELITTLE RUSSIAN SERVANTWhos that said the countess stopping in front of a young girl offifteen or sixteen bent over an embroidery frame The young girlrose prostrated herself thrice before her mistress then getting upremained standing her hands hanging by her side her head slightlybent forward under the investigating gaze of the countess who throughher eyeglass closely scrutinized herIt is the new girl your highness answered the head ladys maidcoming forward with the air of importance that thirty yearsemployment gives to no matter what functionary She is the daughterof Foma of the village of Ikonine She is come in her turn to pay herfathers _obrok_he is in MoscowThese peasant girls can do nothing said the countess with awearied air what do you expect to get out of this oneShe doesnt embroider badly your highness pray look yourself Shecan be put to the embroideriesnot to the ground but to thetrimmings This is for the toilet table of Madame la ComtesseThe noble lady who could hardly see being shortsighted from herbirth examined the embroidery frame so closely that the tip of hernose grazed the clothThats not bad she said Come here little girlThe little girl advanced and the countess inspected her as minutelyas she had done the embroideryHow pretty she is Whats your nameMavraThe word came like a breath from the rosy lipsYou must speak louder if you want us to hear you said the headladys maid angrilyMavra turned her large blue startled eyes toward her let them dropand said nothingSit down to your work said the countess amused at her new toyWith a quick graceful movement the young girl resumed her seat onthe wooden chair and the needle firmly held between her agilefingers went in and out of the stuff with that short sharp noisethat stimulates the action of the handThats right you may go on said the countess her nerves irritatedby the regularity of the movementThen turning her back upon the young girl and trailing the heavysumptuous folds of her dressinggown along the carefullywashedpinewood floor she disappeared through the door which wasrespectfully closed after her by the head ladys maid The countessan accomplished housemistress made a practice of paying a dailyvisit to this room which was reserved for the women of her serviceMavra was left alone in the workroom a large welllighted chamberfurnished simply with tables and chairs for the use of theinnumerable women and girls invariably attached to the service ofthose noble ladies who knew so well how to maintain their rank in thatblessed time of serfdom At this hour the workroom was empty Some ofthe women were washing others ironing some cleaning and turningupside down everything in the private apartment the countess had justleft The young peasant girl with her needle uplifted rested herruddy hand upon the edge of the frame and looked around herWhat multitudes of embroidered gowns with their rich lace trimmingshung there on the wall waiting some slight repairswhat endlesspetticoats with their ornamented flounces all freshly ironed on cordsalong the huge roomwhat countless lace caps worn hardly an hourpinned to a pincushion as large as a pillow used only for thispurpose and there in a basket on the corner of the table what pilesof cambric chemises delicately piped and pleated trimmed withValenciennes lace and ornamented with bright ribbons And all thisfor one person without counting the silk stockings in that otherbasket and the rings by dozens worn by the countess on her thinfingers In this world of living beings under Gods heaven whatimportance given to one person who needed so many other persons toserve her And how the nothingness of these was made more emphatic bythe dominance of that Mavra sat wonderstricken The head ladysmaid coming into the room found her still in a state of stupefactionstupefied above all at having made these reflectionsWell you are lucky she said to her with a pleased look Ourcountess took a fancy to you at the first glance you are now on thelist of embroiderers You may thank God for it It is not often thecountess takes a fancy like that at first sightIs she then unkind innocently inquired the girlUnkind Oh no capricious like all mistresses but the kindest ladyin the world and generous Besides this is a rich house nothing iscountednothing at all This is better than your village continuedDacka proud of belonging to such noble masters and desirous toimpress on the mind of the simple peasant girl the importance anddignity of the functions she was promoted toIt is more beautiful replied Mavra bending intently over her workIt was lucky they taught you to embroider else you would have beensent to the poultryyard to feed the cocks and hens and look after thecalves How did you learnMy mother taught me she was formerly in service she was a_dvorovaia_ in the time of the late countess She married a peasantAh said Dacka I thought your manners were not quite those of apeasant girl if your mother was in service thats another thingCome take a cup of coffee with me Prepare the coffeepot and makehaste before the others come I cant ask every one you understandTo Mavra there was but little difference between the _isba_ of herfather and the workroom of the seignorial mansion Here as thereher life was spent in assiduous work from sunrise to sunset Thereher mother an austere somber woman like most village matrons towhom life had proved no light matter here the ladys maid oftengrumbling but at times kind and even condescending The chiefdifference between the two modes of life consisted in the dailyvisits of the countess who generally said nothing but passed with asolemn air through this roomful of silent awestricken women But onething was lacking to Mavra,13
+Produced by Susan Skinner Bryan Ness and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet Thisbook was produced from scanned images of public domainmaterial from the Google Print projectDR DEWEYS BOOKSThe True Science of Living or The New Gospel of Health 225 sentpostpaidDr Deweys logic seems unanswerable_Alexander Haig MA MDOxon FRCP_ London Eng author of Uric Acid as a Factor in theCausation of Disease Diet and FoodI am glad to find myself in general accord with the views of DrDewey_A Rabagliati MA FRCP_ Edinburgh Scotland author ofAir Food and ExercisesDr Dewey has written an epochmaking book_Emmett Densmore MD_New YorkThe True Science of Living in its adaptation to the needs ofhumanity ranks in my estimation with the writing of the Egyptianprince the Jewish lawgiver the inspired Moses_Amos R CollinsMD_ Westerly R ITo live according to the teaching of either of these books would soonmake a new race_J W Dill MD DD_I have just finished The True Science of Living and would recommendevery person to read it and follow its direction_D M Sheedy MD_A book written by a man with a burning conviction and bearing anintroduction by an eminent preacher who has tested the treatmentrecommended in it and found therein a great reinforcement ofintellectual and spiritual power which he attributes directly to havingfollowed its teachings is sure to have more than a kernel of truth init and written in a lively conversational style will not be heavyor a bore to those who read it_The Independent New York_The book is given in the form of plain lectures it holds the interestfrom the first chapter and its logical reasoning cannot begainsaid_Chautauquan_It consists of twentyseven lectures written in a style at onceinteresting practical logical forcible_Philadelphia EducationalNews_A New Era for Women 125 postpaidThe last line of A New Era for Women has been read and I wish withall my heart and soul that every woman in the world could read DrDeweys words with that burning conviction which is mine_AliceMcClellan Birney_ President of Womans CongressTaken altogether The New Era for Women will be found worthy of aplace in every household and should be read by every woman in theworld_Chester County Times_Plain common sense devoid of puzzling technical terms Every womanwho cares for ideal health should purchase this book and help toinaugurate the new era for her sex_The Search Light_Chronic Alcoholism Price 50 centsIllustration signed E H DeweyTHENOBREAKFAST PLANANDTHE FASTINGCUREBYEDWARD HOOKER DEWEY M DMEADVILLE PA U S APUBLISHED BY THE AUTHOR1900COPYRIGHT 1900BY EDWARD HOOKER DEWEYREGISTERED AT STATIONERS HALL LONDON ENGLAND_All Rights Reserved_TOGEORGE S KEITH MD LLD FRCPE SCOTLANDA RABAGLIATI MA MD FRCP EDINBURGHANDALEXANDER HAIG MA MD OXON FRCP LONDON ENGLANDWHO HAVE COMMENDED THE WRITINGS OF THE AUTHOR IN THEIROWN PUBLISHED WORKSTHIS BOOK ISGRATEFULLY DEDICATEDPREFACEThis volume is a history or a story of an evolution in theprofessional care of the sick It begins in inexperience and in a hazeof medical superstition and ends with a faith that Nature is the all inall in the cure of disease The hygiene unfolded is both original andrevolutionary its practicality is of the largest and its physiologybeyond any possible question The reader is assured in advance thatevery line of this volume has been written with conviction at whiteheat that enforced food in sickness and the drug that corrodes areprofessional barbarisms unworthy of the times in which we liveE H DEWEY    MEADVILLE PA U S A        _November 1900_CONTENTSTHE NOBREAKFAST PLANI                                                                    PAGEIntroductionArmy experiences in the Civil WarEarly years in  general practiceDifficulties encounteredMedicinal treatment  found wanting as a means to superior professional success           13IIA case of typhoid fever that revolutionized the Authors faith  and practiceA cure without drugs without foodResulting  studies of Nature in diseaseIllustrative casesA crucial  experience in a case of diphtheria in the Authors family           26IIIA study of the brain from a new point of viewSome new  physiology evolved illustrated by severe cases of acute disease     34IVThe error of enforced food in cases of severe injuries and diseases  illustrated by several striking examples                            42VAn apostrophe to physicians                                           56VIThe origin of the Nobreakfast PlanPersonal experience of the  Author as a dyspepticHis first experience without a  breakfastPhysiological questions consideredA new theory of  the origin and development of disease and its cureThe spread of  the Nobreakfast PlanInteresting cases                            60VIIDigestive conditionsTaste relishHunger relishThe moral  science involved in digestion as a new studyCheer as a  digestive powerIts contagiousnessThe need of higher life in  the home as a matter of better healthCheer as a duty              81VIIIThe Nobreakfast Plan among farmers and other laborersA series  of voluntary letters to an eminent divine and the writer put  down as a crankThe origin of the Authors first bookHow the  eminent Rev Dr George N Pentecost was secured to write the  introductionHis nobreakfast experienceThe publisher converts  a,9
+Produced by Roger Frank Darleen Dove and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet  Illustration _Penny and the Sheriff match wits under the stars_  PENNY  of Top Hill Trail  By  Belle Kanaris Maniates  Author of  Amarilly of ClothesLine Alley  Mildew Manse etc  Frontispiece by  Philip Lyford  The Reilly  Lee Co  Chicago  Copyright 1919  By  The Reilly  Lee Co  All Rights Reserved  Made in U S A  Published Feb 8 1919  Second Printing Feb 10 1919  Penny of Top Hill Trail  PENNY OF TOP HILL TRAIL  CONTENTS  CHAPTER I       7  CHAPTER II     33  CHAPTER III    60  CHAPTER IV     90  CHAPTER V     108  CHAPTER VI    116  CHAPTER VII   141  CHAPTER VIII  155  CHAPTER IX    161  CHAPTER X     177  CHAPTER XI    203  CHAPTER XII   216  CHAPTER XIII  232  CHAPTER XIV   238  CHAPTER XV    248  CHAPTER XVI   262  CHAPTER XVII  282  Transcribers Note Table of Contents was not present in the original  publicationPENNYof Top Hill TrailCHAPTER IOn an afternoon in early spring a man lounged against the wall of thestation waiting for the express from the east Slender of waist and hipstalwart of shoulder some seventytwo inches of sinewy height he was thefigure of the typical cattleman His eyes were deepset and farseeinghis lean brown face roughened by outdoor life was austere and resolutein expressionThe train had barely stopped when a boyishlooking lithelimbed youthleaped from the platform The blue serge suit and checked cap he wore didnot disguise the fact that his working clotheshis field uniformwerethose of a cowpuncher A few quick strides brought him to the man inwaitingHoped youd be on hand to meet me Kurt so I could get out to the ranchtonight Hows things up thereJust the same as they were when you left Jo said the one addressed inwhimsical tone Youve only been gone ten days you knowYou dont say ejaculated Jo following his companion through the depotCity does age a manGone are the days of The Golden West when spurred and revolvered horsemensprang into saddles and loped out of the brush or skimmed over mattedmesquite on a buckboard drawn by swiftrunning poniesA long racing car was waiting for the two men and they were soon speedingover a hardbaked steellike road that led up around and over thefarflung undulating hills before themI thought Kingdons best car was worth a million bucks before I went toChicago said Joe critically but it sure would look like a twospot onMichigan AvenueThe other smiled indulgentlyI trust everything out here wont suffer by comparison with the thingsyou have seen during your journeyI should say not It all looks pretty good to me I wouldnt change thistrail to Top Hill for all the boulevards and asphalts of Chicago and ourranchhouse has got any hotel I saw skinned by a mile for real living Ihad _some_ vacation though and it was mighty good of you to send me onthat business I tended to it all right as soon as I got there before Itook in any of the sights or let loose for my time I wont forget it inyou Kurtto send me instead of going yourselfWell Jo youd been cooped up here a long time for a youngster saidKurt laying a hand on the younger mans shoulder and I saw you wererarin for a little recreation I thought you would settle down to a hardseasons work if you let out a little I received your report and checkYou managed that cattle deal very shrewdly Kingdon was much pleasedThats encouraging but I feel better at pleasing you KurtThey rode on without talking for some distance From time to time Kurtcast a searching glance at the young man whose eyes shone with a strangesteady lighta look of exaltation and despair combinedThe car slowed down to conversational needWhat tis Jo Did you come to grief when you let loose Let go allyour earnings in one big game without any wayslips or did you have sucha round of theatres cabarets and nightlife that you are feeling thedepression of reactionYoure guessing wrong replied Jo quietly I know thats the way mostof us grassfed men act when we get a chance at white lights I had abeautiful time that was as short and as far off as a pleasant dream As Isaid I started out for a regular time but I didnt take a drink ortouch a card orsay Kurt I think Id like to tell you about it I knowyou wont kid me for Im in earnest andin troubleAnother quick glance at the blue eyes usually so brimming with sparklinggayety but which were now serious and despondent brought a transformationto the grim face of the older man making him look kinder warmeryoungerShoot Jo was all he said but the lad felt that the crude word wasbacked up by a real interest a readiness to hear and adviseSome one gave me a steer to a dance place he began Hurricane Hall Ithink it was called and as soon as I looked in I saw it was tougher eventhan a cowboys cravings called for but I sort of stuck around until Ihappened to look at one of the tables over in a corneredoff place Alittle girl was sitting there alone different from all those otherfiercelooking ones who were dressed in high water skirts and with waiststhat looked as if they needed inside blinds to get byShe had on a white dress a real dressnot a skirt and bibthat coveredher and without much fixings Her hair was drawn back plain like a kidsI knew,15
+Produced by braidense carlo traverso Claudio PaganelliRénald Lévesque and the Online Distributed ProofreadersEurope at httpdprastkonet                            MATILDE SERAO                          FIOR DI PASSIONE                              NOVELLE                               MILANO                       GIUSEPPE GALLI EDITORE                 _Galleria Vittorio Emanuele 17 e 80_                                1888                        PROPRIETÀ LETTERARIA             _Tip Filippo PoncellettiVia Broletto 13_                          NOVELLA DAMOREFulvio sinchinò prese dalla mano di Paola il gelato che ellasorridendo dolcissimamente gli porgeva e le disse guardandola negliocchiVi amoNon dovete amarmimormorò lei senza scomporsi seguitando asorridereE perchèPerchè ho maritoribattè ella ma placidamenteNon importaE gli occhi di Fulvio di un tetro azzurro lampeggiarono di passioneElla restava innanzi a lui senza mostrare alcun turbamento sorridendoancora tutta rossa con le belle braccia bianche e prosciolte sotto ilmerletto nero delle maniche Sul merletto nero e sulle bianche bracciascintillavano i braccialetti gemmati erano ricaduti sui polsi ella sioccupò a risollevarsi verso il gomito con molta cura giocherellandocon le catenine doro coi cerchiolini sottilissimi Irritato Fulviobatteva col cucchiaino sul piattello del gelatoAndatevenemormorò a un tratto soffocando di collerasiete unadonna odiosa io vi detestoPaola crollò lievemente il capo come si fa per un malato incurabile esi allontanò da Fulvio La brigata si aggruppava attorno al pianofortedove un maestro giovane pallido con un grosso ciuffo di capelli nerisulla fronte accompagnava il canto di una fanciulla gracilebiancovestita con un filo di voce simpatica che cantava una romanza diBizet La romanza era di carattere orientale una nenia bizzarra avolte piena di trilli allegri a volte piena di lunghi singulti e due otre signore sillanguidivano lasciavano liquefare il gelato nelpiattello prese dal delicato lamento della fanciulla orientale ilmarito di Paola si dondolava in una poltrona fumando tranquilloguardando con occhio distratto la svelta figura di sua moglie tuttavestita di nero tutta scintillante di perline nere La freschissimabrezza marina entrava dalle quattro finestre di quel lungo saloneappoggiato alla finestra Fulvio guardava il mare come assorbito OraPaola offriva le sigarette ai giovanotti e alle signore che osavanofumare E la mano che porgeva il porta sigarette era così bianca cosìpura di linee che Fulvio sentì struggersi di tenerezzaPerdonatemifece lui levandole in faccia gli occhi supplichevoliAmico non ho nulla da perdonarvidisse Paola soavementeSono un brutale voi siete buonaNo noe fece per ritirarsiNon restate mai un momento accanto a memormorò lui con voce dipiantoNon posso amico questi signori hanno bisogno di fumare Ecco il miomarito senza sigaretteSinvolò leggiadra offrì le sigarette a suo marito sorridendogli Ilmarito la guardava quietamente con unaria soddisfatta di uomo dallafelicità imperturbabile e sceglieva la sigaretta a lungo scherzando conle dita della moglie Pareva che si dicessero tante cose marito emoglie tante cose damore ed erano così giovani così belli così beneaccoppiati che i loro amici li consideravano con compiacenza come siguardano due fidanzati Tutto solo appoggiato alla finestra Fulviofissava la scena e impallidiva fece due o tre passi avanti Ma eccoella veniva di nuovo a lui snella leggieraLa sigaretta è spenta volete del fuocoNon temete voifece lui a denti stretti ma col più amabile fra isorrisinon temete voi che io uccida vostro maritoLa spagnoletta è spentaVedrete che lo uccido signoraSenza più dirgli nulla fattasi un po seria nella faccia Paola siallontanò da lui a rilento come se lavesse colpita una paroladolorosa Ora tutti complimentavano la signorina Sofia che aveva cantatocosì bene _les adieux de lhôtesse arabe_ e la gracile fanciulla tuttamalinconia sorrideva modestamenteVi piace Bizet chiese Sofia a Fulvio che si era accostato al restodella brigataBizetfece lui come trasognatoSì vi domandavo se vi piaceAssaimormorò lui distrattoLa fanciulla gracile e mesta lo guardò e ripetette come fra sè leprime parole della romanza francese_Puisque rien ne tarrête_Ma egli non udì concentrato nei suoi pensieri _adieu bel étranger_finì Sofia pianissimamenteAttorno al pianoforte ora si rideva Il maestro giovanetto pallidocol grosso ciuffo di capelli neri sulla fronte arrivato da poco daLondra raccontava a quei suoi amici napoletani lostinazione delle_misses_ e delle _mistresses_ inglesi a volere imparare le pateticheromanze italiane ne rifaceva le smorfie e le contorsioni vivacementecol brio del napoletano che si vendica della lunga stagione di nebbiasopportata a malincuore Tatti ridevano specialmente il marito diPaola Paola ritta in piedi si sventolava col grande ventaglio di rasonero dove un pittore fantastico aveva dipinto un paesaggio lunare EFulvio non potendo parlare guardava Paola la guardava con tantaintensità con una fissità così ardente che a lei le palpebrebatterono due o tre volte quasi per fastidio Ma lui non si scosseavvinto ipnotizzato bevendo dagli occhi di lei che non lo guardavanoil fascino invincibile ed ella naturalmente come se la luce soverchiala infastidisse levò lampio ventaglio di raso nero e si nascose ilvolto Ora Fulvio non vedeva che il busto scintillante di perline nere ela mano sottile levata premente le stecche nere del ventaglio una veladi raso nero gli,26
+Produced by Ruth HartNote I have made the following spelling changes  qualites whichstrike to qualities which strike revelled in to reveled in protegés toprotégés voluptuous femininty to voluptuous femininity tyrranniseto tyrannise Montagus to Montagues Zarathrustra to ZarathustraantiChrist to antiChrist Car nous voulous to Car nous voulonsGélent votre chair to Gèlent votre chair slips in in to slips inirrresponsible a temperament to irresponsible a temperamentcommon occurences to common occurrences philanthrophy tophilanthropy demogorgon to Demogorgon somethings which pallsupon us to something which palls upon us never encounted to neverencountered Arimathaea to Arimathea the the contemptuous libelsto the contemptuous libels lapséd soul to lapsed soul philsophicalmotto to philosophical motto sybilline to sibylline pseudolatin topseudoLatin and ninteenth century to nineteenth centurySUSPENDED JUDGMENTSESSAYS ON BOOKS AND SENSATIONSJOHN COWPER POWYS1916G ARNOLD SHAWNEW YORKCopyright 1916 by G Arnold ShawCopyright in Great Britain and the ColoniesDEDICATEDTO MY DEAR FRIENDBERNARD PRICE ONEILLCONTENTSThe Art of Discrimination   3Montaigne                  17Pascal                     47Voltaire                   63Rousseau                   83Balzac                    107Victor Hugo               133Guy de Maupassant         149Anatole France            171Paul Verlaine             197Remy de Gourmont          225William Blake             257Byron                     279Emily Brontë              313Joseph Conrad             337Henry James               367Oscar Wilde               401Suspended Judgment        425THE ART OF DISCRIMINATIONThe world divides itself into people who can discriminate andpeople who cannot discriminate This is the ultimate test ofsensitiveness and sensitiveness alone separates us and unites usWe all create or have created for us by the fatality of ourtemperament a unique and individual universe It is only bybringing into light the most secret and subtle elements of thisselfcontained system of things that we can find out where our lonelyorbits touchLike all primordial aspects of life the situation is doubleedged andcontradictoryThe further we emphasise and drag forth out of their reluctanttwilight the lurking attractions and antipathies of our destiny thenearer at once and the more obscure we find ourselves growing tothose about usAnd the wisdom of the difficult game we are called upon to playlies in just this very antinomyin just this very contradictionthatto make ourselves better understood we have to emphasise ourdifferences and to touch the universe of our friend we have to travelaway from him on a curve of free skyThe cultivation of what in us is lonely and unique creates ofnecessity a perpetual series of shocks and jars The unruffled nervesof the lower animals become enviable and we fall into moods ofmalicious reaction and vindictive recoil And yetfor Nature makesuse even of what is named evil to pursue her cherished endsthevery betrayal of our outraged feelings produces no unpleasant effectupon the minds of others They know us better so and the sense ofpower in them is delicately gratified by the spectacle of ourweakness even as ours is by the spectacle of theirsThe art of discrimination is the art of letting oneself go more andmore wilfully letting oneself go along the lines of ones uniquepredilections letting oneself go with the resolute push of theinquisitive intellect the intellect whose rôle it is to registerwithjust all the preciseness it mayevery one of the little discoveries wemake on the long roadThe difference between interesting and uninteresting critics of lifeis just the difference between those who have refused to letthemselves be thus carried away on the stream of their fatality andthose who have not refused That is why in all the really arrestingwriters and artists there is something equivocal and disturbing whenwe come to know themGenius itself in the last analysis is not so much the possession ofunusual visionsome of the most powerful geniuses have a visionquite mediocre and bluntas the possession of a certain demonicdrivingforce which pushes them on to be themselves in all thefatal narrowness and obstinacy it may be of their personaltemperamentThe art of discrimination is precisely what such characters are bornwith hence the almost savage manner in which they resent thebeckonings of alien appeals appeals which would draw them out oftheir preordained trackOne can see in the passionate preference displayed by men of realpower for the society of simple and even truculent persons over thatof those who are urbanely plastic and versatile how true this isBetween their own creative wilfulness and the more static obstinacyof these former there is an instinctive bond whereas the tolerantand colourless cleverness of the latter disconcerts and puzzles themThis is whyled by a profound instinctthe wisest men of geniusselect for their female companions the most surprising types andsubmit to the most wretched tyranny Their craving for the sureground of unequivocal naturalness helps them to put up with whatelse were quite intolerableFor it is the typical modern person of normal culture and playfulexpansiveness who is the mortal enemy of the art of discriminationSuch a persons shallow cleverness and conventional goodtemper ismore withering to the soul,37
+Produced by Ruth HartNote  for this online edition I have moved the Table of Contents tothe beginning of the text and added three asterisks to mark breaksbetween sections  I have also made the following spellingchanges  latitute to latitude and mountain ash berberis to mountainash berberriesTHE HEART OF NATUREORTHE QUEST FOR NATURAL BEAUTYBY SIR FRANCIS YOUNGHUSBANDKCSI KCIEPRESIDENT OF THE ROYAL GEOGRAPHICAL SOCIETYAUTHOR OF THE HEART OF A CONTINENTLONDONJOHN MURRAY ALBEMARLE STREET1921CONTENTSPreface ixxIntroduction xvxxviiiPART IChapter I The Sikkim Himalaya  The sacred GangesA beneficentpowerBeauty of the plainsFirst sight of the Himalaya 312Chapter II The Teesta Valley  Mystery of the forestThe gorgesSequestered glens 1319Chapter III The Forest  ButterfliesFernsOrchidsFlowerfriendsRhododendronsTemperate vegetationPrimulasArticvegetationThe range of vegetation 2037Chapter IV The Denizens of the Forest  ButterfliesMothsBirdsReptilesMammalsAnimal beautyPrimitive manHigher races3854Chapter V The Sum Impression  Two views of NatureVariety oflifeIntensity of lifeThe battle of lifeAdaptation and selectionPurposivenessPurposeful structuresInterdependenceOrganisingActivityGradationCare of offspringthe Activity not mechanicalbut SpiritualNatures enda Common aspiration 5585Chapter VI Kinchinjunga  The foothillsDarjilingA vision of themountainFull viewMountain grandeurDawn on the mountainSunset on the mountain 8699Chapter VII High Solitudes  KashmirBarren mountainsDazzlingpeaksPurity of beauty 100108Chapter VIII The Heavens  Desert sunsetsTibetan sunsetsThestarsThe whole universe our homeA Heavenly Presence 109120Chapter IX Home Beauty  Ones own countryWomans beautyLove and beautyTheir Divine SourceWeddingDivine unionThe Inmost Heart of Nature 121134Chapter X The Nature of Nature  A spiritual backgroundPurposein NatureHigher beingsNo confining planImmanent SpiritCollective personalityEngland a PersonNature a PersonMovedby an idealThe ideal in plantsThe ideal in animalsThe ideal inthe world 135160Chapter XI Natures Ideal  Battling with physical NatureBattlingwith manIn tune with NatureAt the heart of the Universe isLoveDivine fellowship is Natures Ideal 161171Chapter XII The Heart of Nature  Picturing the IdealThe IdealManMan and womanPerfecting the IdealDiscipline necessaryLeadershipNatures methodOur own responsibilityThelovability of natureGod at the Heart of Nature 172192PART IINatural Beauty and GeographyPresidential Address to the Royal Geographical Society 195216An Address to the Union Society of University College London217235PREFACEThe value of Knowledge and Character is duly impressed upon usOf the value of Freedom we are told so much that we have come toregard it as an end in itself instead of only a means or necessarycondition But Beauty we are halfinclined to connect with theeffeminate Poetry Music and Literature are under suspicion withthe average English schoolboy whose love of manliness he willshare with nothing else Yet love of Beauty persists in spite of alldiscouragement and will not be suppressed Natural Beautyespecially insists on a place in our affections derived originallyfrom Love and essentially and inseparably connected with itNatural Beauty acknowledges supremacy to Love alone And itdeserves our generous recognition for it is wholesome andrefreshing for our soulsThe acute observation and telling description of Natural Beauty is atleast as necessary for the enjoyment of life as the pursuit of NaturalScience to which so much attention is paid For the concern of theformer is the character and of the latter only the cause of naturalphenomena and of the two character is the more important It isindeed high time that we Englishmen were more awake than we areto the value of Natural Beauty For we are born lovers of Natureand no more poetic race than ourselves exists Our country at its beston an early summer day is the loveliest little home in all the worldAnd we go out from this island home of ours to every land We haveunrivalled opportunities therefore of seeing innumerable types ofnatural objects By observing Nature in so many different aspectsand by comparing our impressions with one another we ought tounderstand Nature better than any other race And by entering morereadily into communion with her we better than others shouldrealise the Beauty she possessesI am conscious of having myself made most inadequate use of thesplendid opportunities my travels afforded me of seeing the Beautyof Nature So I am all the more anxious that those following afterme should not by like omission commit the same sin againstthemselves and against our country We owe it to ourselves and tomankind to give full rein to our instinctive love of Natural Beautyand to train and refine every inclination and capacity we have forappreciating it till we are able to see all those finer glories of whichwe now discern only the first faint glowAnd if any other country excel us in appreciation then it behoves usto brace ourselves up to emulate and surpass that country and learnhow to understand Nature better and see more Beauty For in love ofNatural Beauty and in capacity for communicating that loveEngland ought to be preeminent She above every other countryshould come nearest to the Heart of Nature     F E Y_June_ 1921INTRODUCTIONTown children let loose in a meadow dash with shouts of joy topluck the nearest flowers They ravenously pick handfuls andarmfuls as if they could never have enough They are exactly likeanimals in the desert rushing to water They are satisfying a greatthirst in their soulsthe thirst for Beauty Some of us remember tooour first sight of snowy mountains in the Alps or in the HimalayaWe recall how our spirits _leaped_ to meet the mountains how wegasped in wonder and greedily feasted our eyes on the gloriousspectacle In such cases as these there is something in the naturalobject that appeals to something in us Something in us rushes out tomeet the something in the natural object A responsive chord isstruck A relationship is established We and the natural object comeinto harmony with one another We have recognised in the flowerthe mountain the landscape something that is the same as what is inourselves We fall in love with the natural object A marriage takesplace Our soul is wedded to the soul of the natural object And atthe very moment of wedding Beauty is born It springs from Lovejust as Love itself originally sprang from the wedding of primitiveman and womanIn this process all will depend upon the mood If we are not in themood for it we are unreceptive of Natures impressions and we areirresponsive We do not come into touch with Nature Consequentlywe see no Beauty But if we are in,55
+Produced by Suzanne Shell Diane Monico and The OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetIllustration coverIllustration frontispieceSOME SAYNEIGHBOURS IN CYRUSBYLAURA E RICHARDSAuthor of Captain January Melody Queen HildegardeFiveMinute Stories When I Was Your AgeNarcissa Marie Nautilus etcTWELFTH THOUSANDIllustrationBOSTONDANA ESTES  COMPANYPUBLISHERS_Copyright 1896_BY ESTES  LAURIAT_All rights reserved_Colonial PressC H Simonds  Co Boston Mass USAElectrotyped by Geo C Scott  SonsSOME SAYTO MYDear SisterFLORENCE HOWE HALLTHIS VOLUMEIS AFFECTIONATELYDEDICATED                                   SOME SAYPart IAnd some say she expects to get him married to Rose Ellen before theyears outI want to know if she doesHer sister married a minister and her father was a deacon so mebbeshe thinks shes got a masterkey to the Kingdom But I dont feel sosure of her gettin this minister for Rose Ellen Some say hes sowropped up in his garden truck that he dont know a gal from agooseberry bush He heThe shrill cackle was answered by a slow unctuous chuckle as of afat and wheezy person then a door was closed and silence fellThe minister looked up apprehensively his fair face was flushed andhis mild blue eyes looked troubled He gazed at the broad back of hislandlady as she stood dusting with minute care the china ornamentson the mantelpiece but her back gave no sign He coughed once ortwice he said Mrs Mellen tentatively first low then in hisordinary voice but there was no reply Was Mrs Mellen deaf he hadnot noticed it before He pondered distressfully for a few momentsthen dropped his eyes and the book swallowed him again Yet the stingremained for when presently the figure at the mantelpiece turnedround he looked up hastily and flushed again as he met his hostessgaze calm and untroubled as a summer poolThere sir said Mrs Mellen cheerfully I guess thats done tosuit Is there anything more I can do for you before I goThe ministers mind hovered between two perplexities a glance at thebook before him decided their relative importanceHave you ever noticed Mrs Mellen whether woodcocks are more apt tofly on moonshiny nights as White assures usWoodbox said Mrs Mellen Why yes sir its handy by and whentheres no moon the lantern always hangs in the porch But Ill seethat Si Jones keeps it full up after thisDecidedly the good woman was deaf and she had not heard Could thoseharpies be right If any such idea as they suggested were actually inhis hostess mind he must go away for his work must not beinterfered with and he must not encourage hopesthe ministerblushed again and glanced around to see if any one could see himBut he was so comfortable here and Miss Mellen was so intelligent sohelpful and this seemed the ideal spot on which to compile his NewEngland SelborneHe sighed and thought of the woodcock again Why should the birdprefer a moonshiny night Was it likely that the creature had anyappreciation of the beauties of nature Shakespeare uses the woodcockas a simile of folly to express a person without brains HaThe door opened and Rose Ellen came in her eyes shining withpleasure her hands full of gold and greenIve found the Squarrosa Mr Lindsay she announced See thisis it surelyThe minister rose and inspected the flowers delightedly This is itsurely he repeated Stem stout hairy above leaves large oblongor the lower spatulateoval and tapering into a marginal petioleserrate veiny heads numerous seeds obtuse or acute diskflowers 16x 24 This is indeed a treasure for Gray calls it rare in NewEngland I congratulate you Miss MellenLate sir said Mrs Mellen calmly Oh no tisnt hardly fiveoclock yet Still tis time for me to be thinkin of gettinsupperDont you want I should make some biscuit for supper mother askedRose Ellen coming out of her rapt contemplation of the goldenrod thatGray condescended to call rare he to whom all things were commonHer mother made no answerDont you want I should make a pan of biscuit Rose Ellen repeatedStill there was no reply and the girl turned to look at her mother insome alarmWhy mother what is the matter why dont you answer meYour mothers deafness the minister put in hurriedly seemssuddenly increased probably a coldWas you speakin to me Rose Ellen said Mrs MellenWhy yes said the girl in distressWhy mother how did you get this cold you seemed all right when Iwent outGettin old cried Mrs Mellen Tis nothin of the sort RoseEllen Ive took a cold I shouldnt wonder I went out without myshawl just for a minute I expect twas careless but there life istoo short to be thinkin all the time about the flesh specially whentheres as much of it as I have Ive ben expectin I should grow hardof hearin though these two years past The Bowlers do you knowRose Ellen long about middle life There was your Uncle Lihu I canhear him snort now sittin in his chair like a pig for all theworld and with no idea he was makin a soundBut its come on so sudden cried Rose Ellen in distressThats Bowler said her mother Bowler for all the world They takethings suddin whether its hoarsin up or breakin out or what itis There youve heard me tell how my Aunt Phoebe Lizabeth come outwith spots all over her face when she was standin up to be marriedChickenpox it was and they never knew where she got it but mygrandther said twas pure Bowler wherever it come fromShe gazed placidly at her daughters troubled face then patting herwith her broad hand pushed her gently out of the room before herMr Lindsays heard enough of my bein hard of hearin I expectshe said cheerfully as they passed into the kitchenDont you fret Rose Ellen You wont have to get a foghorn yetawhile I dont know but it would be a good plan for you to mix up amess o biscuit if,7
+Produced by Chris Curnow Joseph Cooper Greg Bergquistand the Online Distributed Proofreading Team athttpwwwpgdpnet  By Olive Thorne Miller  BIRDWAYS 16mo 125  IN NESTING TIME 16mo 125  LITTLE BROTHERS OF THE AIR 125  HOUGHTON MIFFLIN  CO  BOSTON AND NEW YORK  LITTLE BROTHERS OF  THE AIR  BY  OLIVE THORNE MILLER  Illustration  BOSTON AND NEW YORK  HOUGHTON MIFFLIN AND COMPANY  The Riverside Press Cambridge  1893  Copyright 1892  BY HM MILLER  _All rights reserved_  _The Riverside Press Cambridge Mass USA_  Electrotyped and Printed by HO Houghton  CompanyINTRODUCTORYSome of the chapters of this little book were written in 1888 on theshore of the Great South Bay Long Island others in the northern partof New York State known to its residents as the Black River Countrya year or two later Part of them have been published in The AtlanticMonthly Harpers Bazaar The Independent and other papersThe nomenclature in the Table of Contents is that adopted by theAmerican Ornithological SocietyOLIVE THORNE MILLERCONTENTS  ON THE GREAT SOUTH BAY                                                         PAGE  I THE KINGBIRDS NEST                                    1    Kingbird _Tyrannus tyrannus_  II A CHRONICLE OF THREE LITTLE KINGS                    19    Kingbird _Tyrannus tyrannus_  III THE BABES IN THE WOOD                               34    Flicker _Colaptes auratus_  IV HOME LIFE OF THE REDSTART                            48    American Redstart _Setophaga ruticilla_  V WHEN NESTING IS OVER                                  61    Thrasher _Harporhynchus rufus_    Whitebellied Swallow _Tachycineta bicolor_    Wood Pewee _Contopus virens_    Bluebird _Sialia sialis_  VI IN SEARCH OF THE BLUEJAY                             76    Bluejay _Cyanocitta cristata_  VII IN THE WOOD LOT                                     83    Bluejay _Cyanocitta cristata_  VIII THE BLUEJAY BABY                                   89    Bluejay _Cyanocitta cristata_  IN THE BLACK RIVER COUNTRY  IX THAT WITCHING SONG                                   99    Wilsons Thrush _Turdus fuscescens_  X THE VEERY MOTHER                                     107    Wilsons Thrush _Turdus fuscescens_  XI THE TAWNY THRUSHS BROOD                            114    Wilsons Thrush _Turdus fuscescens_  XII A MEADOW NEST                                      123    Wilsons Thrush _Turdus fuscescens_  XIII A JUNE ROUND OF CALLS                             130    Wood Pewee _Contopus virens_    Junco _Junco hyemalis_    Flicker _Colaptes auratus_    Redstart _Setophaga ruticilla_    Sapsucker _Sphyrapicus varius_  XIV A BOBOLINK RHAPSODY                                138    Bobolink _Dolichonyx oryzivorus_  XV THE BOBOLINKS NEST                                 146    Bobolink _Dolichonyx oryzivorus_  XVI THE TANAGERS NEST                                 155    Scarlet Tanager,9
+Produced by Rita Farinha and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet This file wasproduced from images generously made available by NationalLibrary of Portugal Biblioteca Nacional de Portugal     Nota de editor Devido à quantidade de erros tipográficos     existentes neste texto foram tomadas várias decisões quanto à     versão final Em caso de dúvida a grafia foi mantida de acordo com     o original No final deste livro encontrará a lista de erros     corrigidos                                              Rita Farinha Nov 2008BIBLIOTHECADEClassicos PortuguezesProprietario e fundador_MELLO DAZEVEDO_Bibliotheca de Classicos PortuguezesProprietario e fundadorMello dAzevedoVOLUME LIIICHRONICADEELREI D SANCHO IIPORRUY DE PINA_ESCRIPTORIO_147Rua dos Retrozeiros147LISBOA1906CHRONICADO MUITO ALTO E MUITO ESCLARECIDO PRINCIPED SANCHO IIQUARTO REY DE PORTUGALCOMPOSTAPOR RUY DE PINAFidalgo da Casa Real e Chronista Môr do ReynoFIELMENTE COPIADA DE SEU ORIGINALQue se conserva no Archivo Real da Torre do TomboOFFERECIDAÁ MAGESTADE SEMPRE AUGUSTA DELREYD JOAÕ O VNOSSO SENHORLISBOA OCCIDENTALNa Officina FERREYRIANAMDCCXXVIII_Com todas as licenças necessarias_                                                             SENHORAs desgraças do infelicissimo Rei D Sancho II deste nome só se podemdalgum modo fazer menos sensiveis vendose amparada esta sua brevissimaChronica com o Augusto nome de V Magestade se entre tantos infortuniosquantos foram os que tem padecido a posteridade da sua fama póde haveralgum genero de diminuição foi a brevidade com que todos osHistoriadores trataram as acções da sua vida porque até parece queenfastia a memoria das infelicidades Mas como é tanto o esplendor dasinimitaveis acções de V Magestade bastará a sua protecção Real paraque retrocedendo tres seculos encha de gloria aquelle Reinado A RealPessoa de V Magestade guarde Deos muitos annos como todos os seusvassallos dezejamos                                            _Miguel Lopes Ferreira_AO EXCELLENTISSIMO SENHORD Francisco Xavier de Menezes     _Quarto conde da Ericeira do Concelho de Sua Magestade Sargento     mór de Batalha dos seus Exercitos Deputado da Junta dos Tres     Estados Perpetuo Senhor da Villa da Ericeira e Senhor da de     Ancião oitavo Senhor da Caza do Louriçal Commendador das     Commendas de Santa Christina de Sarzedello de S Cipriano de     Angueyra S Martinho de Frazão S Payo de Fragoas de S Pedro de     Elvas e de S Bertholameu de Covilhã todas na Ordem de Christo     Academico da Academia Real da Historia Portugueza e um dos cinco     Censores della c_A benignidade com que V Excellencia desculpou a minha confiança quandoprocurei o seu amparo para offerecer a Sua Magestade a Chronica delReiDom Affonso III me anima agora a buscar segunda vez a V Excellenciapara que me faça a mercê de pôr aos pés delRei N Senhor esta Chronicade D Sancho II de Portugal Na pessoa de V Excellencia concorrem todasas circunstancias que são necessarias para este beneficio porque VExcellencia é dotado de uma condição tão propensa para os estudiososque a immensa copia de livros que com singular eleição tem juntos maissão dos que delles se querem servir que de V Excellencia mesmo Éverdade que esta generosidade tem o seu principio na estopenda memoriade que V Excellencia é dotado pois basta ler um livro para lheescuzar outra vez a lição mas tambem nace da particular satisfação queV Excellencia tem de que todos sejam imitadores dos seus estudos Aninguem melhor do que a V Excellencia se devia dedicar esta Chronicaporque só V Excellencia tem meios na sua grande capacidade paradefender algumas materias que nella se tratam porque é certo que nemtudo foi concedido a todos mas na pessoa de V Excellencia se acha tudoo que dividido fez grandes a outros Deos guarde a V Excellencia muitosannos                        Criado de Vossa Excellencia                                            _Miguel Lopes Ferreira_PROLOGOAqui tens Amigo Leitor a brevissima Chronica do desgraçado Rei dePortugal D Sancho II deste nome Foi este Principe na vida e na morteo exemplo de toda a infelicidade humana para que depois pelosinscrutaveis juizos de Deos tivesse o premio de tantos infurtunios naeternidade da Bemaventurança Na vida foi como dizem tão sogeito aosvalidos que não teve acção que se podesse chamar sua e na morte foitão infeliz que a não teve na Patria Tudo o que escreveram osAuthores foi duvidoso porque uns o fazem cazado e outros lhe negam ocazamento uns o fazem pusilanime e outros valeroso Seguiram as penasdos Chronistas a inconstancia da sua fortuna tudo deixáram em questõesporque o seu descuido lhes não deixou averiguar a certeza do queescreviam O Doutor Fr Antonio Brandão na Quarta parte da MonarchiaLusitana desaggrava em muitas acções a este Principe das injurias dosseus Chronistas mostrando que fora valeroso e que conquistara muitasPraças aos Mouros como o dizem as doações que fez dellas ás OrdensMilitares Sem duvida que a administração do governo que deram,4
+Produced by Carlo Traverso Claudio Paganelli Carla andthe Online Distributed Proofreading Team athttpwwwpgdpnet This file was produced from imagesgenerously made available by Biblioteca Nazionale Braidense Milano                              F DE ROBERTO                                 Spasimo                        MILANO CASA EDITRICE GALLI                    _Galleria Vittorio Emanuele 1780_                                  1897                                SPASIMO                          DELLO STESSO AUTORE             ROMANZI E NOVELLE     LA SORTE 4a edizione                           L 3      DOCUMENTI UMANI 3a edizione                      2      ERMANNO RAELI 2a edizione                        3      PROCESSI VERBALI 2a edizione                     2      LALBERO DELLA SCIENZA 2a edizione               2      I VICERÈ 4a edizione                             5      LILLUSIONE 3a edizione                          4             FILOSOFIA     LAMORE 4a edizione                              4            _Dimminente pubblicazione_     GLI AMORI                              F DE ROBERTO                                 Spasimo                        MILANO CASA EDITRICE GALLI                   _Galleria Vittorio Emanuele 1780_                                  1897                          PROPRIETÀ LETTERARIA          Tipografia degli Esercenti Milano Via V Monti 31IIL FATTOChi passò lautunno del 1894 sul lago di Ginevra rammenta ancora senzadubbio il tragico caso di Ouchy che produsse tanta impressione e diedecosì lungo alimento alla curiosità non solo tra la colonia deivilleggianti sparsi per tutte le stazioni del lago ma anche nel granpubblico cosmopolita cui i giornali lo riferironoIl 5 ottobre pochi minuti prima di mezzogiorno un colpo darma dafuoco e grida confuse partiti dai _Cyclamens_ villa posta a mezzastrada fra Losanna ed Ouchy ruppero violentemente labitualetranquillità del luogo e attrassero vicini e passanti Questa villa erastata presa in affitto da una dama milanese la contessa dArda chelabitava ogni anno dal giugno al novembre Lamicizia di lei per ilprincipe Alessio Zakunine rivoluzionario russo condannato nel capo alsuo paese espulso indi da quasi tutti gli Stati dEuropa e ultimamenterifugiatosi nel territorio della Confederazione era nota da tempoIl giorno della tragedia i due amanti si trovavano insieme anzi lestesse grida del principe Zakunine con la detonazione dellarma feceroaccorrere i servi esterrefatti agli occhi dei quali si presentò unavista tremenda la contessa ai piedi del suo letto giaceva esanimecon la tempia destra rotta da un proiettile e il revolver presso allamano E quantunque lo spettacolo della morte della morte repentina eviolenta sia tale che nessun altro lo avanza nellorrore pure lacommozione più forte non era prodotta negli astanti dalla trapassata madal superstite Come un pallido fior dazalea venato di rosso il voltorigato di sangue della infelice era freddo e cereo ma nulla rivelavadelle contrazioni dellagonia anzi una serenità confidente e una speciedancor vivo sorriso lo animavano con le labbra violacee un pocodischiuse tra le,0
+Produced by D Alexander and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet This file wasproduced from images generously made available by TheInternet Archive IF WINTER DONT ABCDEF NOTSOMUCHINSON BY BARRY PAIN NEW YORK FREDERICK A STOKES COMPANY PUBLISHERS Copyright 1922 by FREDERICK A STOKES COMPANY All rights reserved First Printing September 9 1922 Second Printing October 19 1922 Third Printing November 22 1922 Fourth Printing December 5 1922 Printed in the United States of America_These parodies do good to the book parodied great good sometimesthey are kindly meant and the parodist has usually keenly enjoyed thebook of which he sits down to make a fool_                         R L STEVENSONPREFATORY NOTEIIF WINTER COMES placed its author not only as a Best Seller but asone of the Great Novelists of today Not always are those royaltiescrowned by those laurels Tarzan of if I remember rightly the Apesnever won the double event And I am told by superior people thatintellectually Miss Ethel M Dell takes the hindmost Personally Ifound If Winter Comes a most sympathetic and interesting book Ithink there are only two points on which I should be disposed toquarrel with it Firstly though Nona is a real creation Effie is anincredible piece of novelists machinery Secondly I detest theutilization of the Great War at the present day for the purposes offiction It is altogether too easy It buys the emotional situationreadymade It asks the readers memory to supplement the writersimagination And this is not my sole objection to its useIII wonder if I might without being thought blasphemous say a word ortwo about the Great Novelists of today They have certain points ofresemblance I do not think that overstates itThey have the same little ways They divide their chapters intosections and number the sections in plain figures This is quitepontifical and lends your story the majesty of an Act of ParliamentThe first man who did it was a genius And the other seven hundred andeighteen showed judgment I propose to use it myself when I rememberitThen there is the threedot trick At one time those dots indicated anomission Today some of our best use them as an equivalent of thecinema fadeout Those dots prolong the effect of a word or sentencethey lend it an afterglow You see what I mean Afterglow One must mention too the staccato stylethe style that makes theprinter send the boy out for another hundred gross of fullstops Allthe Great Novelists of today use it more or lessIIILet us see what can be done with it Here for instance is a sentencewhich was taught me in the nursery for its alleged tonguetwistingquality She stood at the door of Burgesss fishsauce shop Strandwelcoming him in In that form it is not impressive but now notewhat one of these staccato merchants might make of itAcross the roaring Strand red and green lights spelling on the gloomBURGESSS FISHSAU A moments darkness and again BURGESSSFISHSAU Like that Truncated The final CE not functioning Hehad to look though it hurt him Hurt horrible Damnably And his eyestraveled downwardSuddenly and beyond hope she Isobelatthelast Standing in thedoorway White on black Slim Willowy Incomparable IncommensurableShe saw him and her lips rounded to a call He sensed it through thetraffic Come in Calling and calling Come inCome inOut of the rainIt is like a plaintive hymn sung to a banjo accompanimentIncidentally it illustrates another favorite trick of thesegentlementhe introduction of a commonplace or even jarring detailinto a romantic scene in order to increase its appearance of realityIt is quite a good trickIVAnd sometimes not every day but sometimes one gets a little wearyeven of the best tricks Need the author depend quite so much on theprinter for his effects Scenes and passages in a book seem to bestanding very near the edge and the wanton thought occurs to one thata little shove would send them over In fact one gets irritable Andthen anything bad may happen This parody for instanceIF WINTER DONTCHAPTER ILuke Sharper Age thirtyfour Married but not much Privateresidence Jawbones Halfpenny Hole Surrey Favorite recreationsuffering Favorite flowerOh drop it Let us rather listen to Mr Alfred Jingle solicitortalking to his artist friendMet Sharper yesterday Remember him at the old school Flap Sharperwe called him Not that they really did flap His ears I mean Theyjust crept up and bent over when he was thinking hard People came tosee it Came from miles aroundRum chap Rum ways Never agreed with anybody present includinghimself Always inventing circumstantial evidence to convict himselfof crimes he had never committed Remember the window Halfbrick cameflying through it Old Borkins looked out Below stood Flap Sharperwith the other halfbrick in his hand Arm drawn back No other boy insight The two halves fitted exactly It certainly looked like itPoor old Flap found that it felt like it too But he had neverchucked that halfbrick Ogilvie did it Remember him The one wecalled Pinkeye Have a drinkI offered Sharper my sympathy Wouldnt have it Said WhyMaintained that we had all got to suffer in this life and it wasbetter to begin early Excellent practice Then his ears crept up andbent over Got it again later in the day for drawing a caricature ofold Borkins Never did it of course Couldnt draw Cant rememberwho did it Oh you did did you Like you Have anotherYes we have a certain amount of business in Dilborough Imgenerally down there once or twice a year I walk over to HalfpennyHole and lunch with Sharper Its a seven mile walk But lunch at thehotel is sevenandsix Doing uncommonly well is Sharper Hes inPentlove Postlethwaite and Sharper You know The only jams thatreally matter Pickles too Chutney Very hot stuff Oh yesSharpers all rightYou ought to run down and see Halfpenny Hole What is it the agentssay Oldworld Its very oldworld Only three houses in it and alldifferent Whether the garden settlement will spoil it,0
+Produced by Steven desJardins and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetTranscribers Note This text is taken from a ninevolume edition ofthe works of Alexandre Dumas published in 1893 by Peter FenelonCollier _The Conspirators_ was published in volume 6 along with _TheFortyFive Guardsmen_ and _The Regents Daughter_ both of which arealso available from Project Gutenberg The translator of these texts isunknownThe use of accents in the original text was erratic and some namesappear with more than one spelling Except where one version was clearlypredominant all spellings are left as they appear in the originaltextTHE WORKS OF ALEXANDRE DUMASTHE CONSPIRATORSOR _THE CHEVALIER DHARMENTAL_Copiously Illustrated with elegant Pen and Ink and Wood Engravingsspecially drawn for this edition by eminent French and American ArtistsCOMPLETE IN NINE VOLUMESVOLUME SIXNEW YORKPETER FENELON COLLIER PUBLISHER1893THE CONSPIRATORS1    Captain Roquefinette                       2402    The Meeting                                2433    The Chevalier                              2474    A BalMasque of the PeriodThe Bat       2515    The Arsenal                                2576    The Prince de Cellamare                    2617    Alberoni                                   2648    The Garret                                 2699    A Citizen of the Rue du TempsPerdu        27210   The Agreement                              27611   Pros and Cons                              27912   The Denis Family                           28513   The Crimson Ribbon                         29014   The Rue des bons Enfants                   29515   Jean Buvat                                 30116   Bathilde                                   31017   First Love                                 31918   The Consul Duilius                         32519   The Abbe Dubois                            33120   The Conspiracy                             33521   The Order of the Honey Bee                 33822   The Queen of the Greenlanders              34023   The Duc de Richelieu                       34424   Jealousy                                   34825   A Pretext                                  35226   Counterplots                               35527   The Seventh Heaven                         36028   Fenelons Successor,13
+Produced by SD Suzanne Shell and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet                         THE SLAVE OF SILENCEIllustration Nothing daunted the pair made a rush at Berrington whofired right and left FRONTISPIECE _See page 191_                                 THE                           SLAVE OF SILENCE                                  BY                              F M WHITE          AUTHOR OF TREGARTHENS WIFE THE WHITE BATTALION                     THE ROBE OF LUCIFER ETC ETC                              ILLUSTRATED                                BOSTON                      LITTLE BROWN AND COMPANY                                 1906                           Copyright 1904                           BY FRED M WHITE                           Copyright 1906                    BY LITTLE BROWN AND COMPANY                                                          _All Rights Reserved_                       Published November 1906                               Printers                S J PARKHILL  CO BOSTON U S ACONTENTS                          PAGE  CHAPTER I                  1  CHAPTER II                 9  CHAPTER III               17  CHAPTER IV                25  CHAPTER V                 33  CHAPTER VI                41  CHAPTER VII               49  CHAPTER VIII              57  CHAPTER IX                65  CHAPTER X                 73  CHAPTER XI                81  CHAPTER XII               89  CHAPTER XIII              97  CHAPTER XIV              105  CHAPTER XV               113  CHAPTER XVI              121  CHAPTER XVII             129  CHAPTER XVIII            137  CHAPTER XIX              145  CHAPTER XX               153  CHAPTER XXI,0
+Through the  Malay Archipelago  BY  EMILY RICHINGS  Author of  Sir Walters Wife In Chaucers Maytime c  LONDON  HENRY J DRANE LIMITED  DANEGELD HOUSE 82A FARRINGDON STREET EC    O hundred shores of happy climes      How swiftly streamed ye by the bark    At times the whole sea burnedat times      With wakes of fire we tore the dark    New stars all night above the brim      Of waters lightened into view    They climbed as quickly for the rim      Changed every moment as we flew    We came to warmer waves and deep      Across the boundless East we drove    Where those long swells of breaker sweep      The nutmeg rocks and isles of clove    For one fair Vision ever fled      Down the waste waters day and night    And still we followed where she led      In hope to gain upon her flight  CONTENTS  Prologue  JAVA    Batavia and WeltevredenBuitenzorgSoekaboemi    and SindanglayaGaroet and her Volcano    DjokjacartaBoroBoedoerBrambanam    SourakartaSourabaya and the Tengger  CELEBES    Makassar and Western CelebesThe Minahasa    Gorontalo and the Eastern Coast  A Glimpse of Borneo  THE MOLUCCAS    Ternate Batjan and Boeroe    Ambon    Banda  The SoloBessir Isles  SUMATRA    The Western Coast and the Highlands  A View of Krakatau  PENANG  EpiloguePROLOGUEThe traveller who reaches those enchanted gates of the Far East whichswing open at the palmgirt shores of Ceylon enters upon a new rangeof thought and feeling The first sight of tropical scenery generallyawakens a passionate desire for further experiences of the vastArchipelago in the Southern Seas which girdles the Equator with anemerald zone Lured onward by the scented breeze in that eternal searchfor perfection destined to remain unsatisfied where every step marks ahigher ideal than the one already attained the pilgrim pursues hisendless quest for human aspiration has never yet touched the goal ofdesires and dreams The cocoanut woods of Ceylon and her equatorialvegetation lead fancy further afield for the glassy straits of Malaccabeckon the wanderer down their watery highways to mysterious Javawhere vast forests of waving palms blue chains of volcanic mountainsand mighty ruins of a vanished civilisation loom before theimagination and invest the tropical paradise with ideal attractionsThe island seven hundred miles long and described by Marianne Northas one magnificent garden of tropical luxuriance has not yet becomea popular resort of the average tourist but though lacking some ofthose comforts and luxuries found under the British flag it offersmany compensations in the wealth of beauty and interest afforded byscenery architecture and people The two days passage from Singaporelies through a green chain of countless islets once the refuge ofthose pirates who thronged the Southern seas until suppressed byEuropean power The cliffs of Banka honeycombed with tin quarries andthe flat green shores of Eastern Sumatra stretching away to the purplemountains of the interior flank the silvery straits populous withnative _proas_ coasting steamers _sampans_ and the hollowed log ordugout which serves as the Malayan canoe Patched sails of scarletand yellow shaped like bats wings suggest gigantic butterfliesafloat upon the tranquil sea The red roofs of whitewashed towns andthe tall shafts of white lighthouses emphasise the rich verdure betweenthe silvery azure of sky and water The little voyage ends at TandjonPriok nine miles from Batavia for a volcanic eruption of Mount Salakin 1699 filled up the ancient harbour and necessitated the removal ofshipping to a deep bay as the old city was landed high and dry throughthe mass of mud lava and volcanic sand which dammed up the lowerreaches of the Tjiligong river and destroyed connection with the seaThe present model harbour erected at tremendous cost permits ships ofheavy burden to discharge passengers and cargo with comfort and safetyat a long wharf without that unpleasant interlude of rocking _sampans_and reckless boatmen common to Eastern travel A background of bluepeaks and clustering palms rises beyond the long line of quays andbreakwaters flanked by the railway and a wealth of tropical scenerycovers a marshy plain with riotous luxuriance No Europeans live eitherin Tandjon Priok or Old Batavia and the locality was known for twocenturies as the European graveyard Flourishing Arab and Chinese_campongs_ or settlements appear immune from the terrible Java feverwhich haunts the morasses of the coast and the industrial Celestialwho absorbs so much of Oriental commerce possesses an almostsuperhuman imperviousness to climatic dangersIn the readjustment of power after the Fall of Napoleon Java invadedby England in 1811 after a five years interval of British rule underthe enlightened policy of Sir Stamford Raffles was restored to theThrone of Holland The supremacy of the Dutch East India Company whoafter a prolonged struggle acquired authority in Java as residuarylegatee of the Mohammedan Emperor ended at the close of the eighteenthcentury Perpetual warfare and rebellion which broke out in CentralJava after the return of the island to the Dutch taxed the resourcesof Holland for five years Immense difficulties arrested and delayedthe development of the fertile territory until the culture system offorced labour within a certain area relieved the financial pressureOnefifth of village acreage was compulsorily planted with sugarcaneand one days work every week was demanded by the Dutch Government fromthe native population The system was extended to tea and coffee andindigo was grown on waste land not needed for the rice whichconstitutes Javas staff of life Spices and cinchona were alsodiligently cultivated under official supervision and the lives of manyexplorers were lost in search of the precious Kinatree until Javaafter years of strenuous toil now produces onehalf of that quininesupply which proves,54
+Produced by Al HainesLOVE OF BROTHERSBYKATHARINE TYNANAuthor of The Middle Years The Years of the Shadows The WestWind Miss Gascoigne etc etcLONDONCONSTABLE  COMPANY LTD1919CONTENTS  CHAP      I  OGARAS OF CASTLE TALBOT     II  PATSY REMEMBERS    III  A TEA PARTY     IV  FROM THE PAST      V  THE HAVEN     VI  STELLA    VII  BRADYS BULL   VIII  SIR SHAWN SEES A GHOST     IX  THE LETTER      X  MRS WADE     XI  THE ONLY PRETTY RINGTIME    XII  MOTHERLOVE   XIII  THE OLD LOVE    XIV  STELLA GOES VISITING     XV  THE SHADOW    XVI  THE DEAD HAND   XVII  MISS BRENNAN  XVIII  THE DAUGHTER    XIX  ANGER CRUEL AS DEATH     XX  SIR SHAWN HAS A VISITOR    XXI  STELLA IS SICK   XXII  A SUDDEN BLOW  XXIII  THE HOMECOMING   XXIV  THE SICK WATCHERS    XXV  IN WHICH TERRY FINDS A DEAD MAN   XXVI  MOTHER AND DAUGHTER  XXVII  THE STORY IS TOLD XXVIII  THE VIGIL   XXIX  THE LAKH OF RUPEESINTRODUCTORYIt was a night of bright moonlight that made for pitchy shadows underwall or treePatsy Kenny was looking for the goat she having broken her tether  Hehad been driven forth by his fierce old grandfather with threats of themost awful nature if he should return without the goatThe tears were not yet dry on Patsys small face  He had kneaded themin with his knuckles but the smears caused by the process were notvisible in the moonlight even if there had been any one to see themIt was not only the hardship of being driven out when the meal of hotpotatoes was on the table to search for that ould divil of a goatand his sense of the injustice which had put the blame of the goatsstraying on to his narrow shoulders  The old in Patsys knowledge ofthem were crabbed and unjust  That was something for the young totake in the days work  It was Patsys fears of the supernatural thatkept him creeping along in the shadow of the hedge now and againstopping to weep a little over his troubles or to listen fearfullylike a frightened hare before going on againWhy close to the road by which he must go to seek the goat there wasthe tomb in which Captain Hercules OHart lay buried  People aboutKillesky did not take that road if they could help it  The tomb was aterror to all those who must pass the road by night and to theirhorses if they were riding or driving  It was well known that no horsewould pass by the tomb without endeavouring to avoid it and if forcedor cajoled into accomplishing the passage would emerge trembling andsweating  Some unimaginative person had suggested that the terror ofthe horses was due to the thunder of the invisible waterfall where theriver tumbled over its weir just below the Mount on which old Herculeshad chosen to be buried  The horses knew better than that  Nothingnatural said the people would make a horse behave in such a way  Thedumb beast knew what it saw and that was nothing goodThe anguish of Patsys thoughts caused him suddenly to bawl as hewould have put it himselfIsnt it an awful thing he asked addressing the quiet bogworldunder the moon to think of a little lad like me havin to be out inthe night facin all them ghosts and that ould heartscald of a manburnin his knees at home be the fire  Whatll I do at all if thattormint of a goat is up strayin on the Mount  It would be like whatthe divil ud do to climb up there unless it was to be the churchyardbelow and all them ould bones stickin up through the clayThere isnt wan out this night but meself he went on  Its awfulto think of every wan inside their houses an me wanderin about be melone  It isnt wan ghost but twinty I might meet betune this an thecrossroads let alone fairies and pookas  Wont I just welt the divilout o the oul goat when I ketch herA little whinny close to him made him look round with a fearful hopeHe saw neither pooka nor fairy but the long horns of the animal he wasin search ofHe snatched joyfully at her chain forgetting all his anger  Indeednone knew better than the goat Patsys gentleness with all livingcreatures  Her mouth was full of grass  He remembered hisgrandfathers speech as he tethered the little goat on the barehillside above the houseMy poor girl he had said youve got little enough to ate but thenyouve a beautiful viewSure she strayed said Patsy in extenuation because she was hungrythe creatureSo he had not had to leave the brightly lit bogroad for that blacktunnel of trees just beyond which led to old Hercules tomb and thewell where the woman fell in and the fields where old Michael Halloranwho had been steward and general overseer to the OHarts was reputedto be seen night after nighthedging and fencing the lands and heyears deadYou was a good little goat said Patsy in his great relief  Comehome now and Ill milk you and maybe that cross ould man would let mehave a sup o tay for my supperHe had pulled the goat down the bank into the dry ditch  It was a goodthing he had stopped to bawl else maybe hed have missed the goatwho had been,61
+Produced by Delphine Lettau Suzanne Shell lbh and theOnline Distributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetTHE GIRLS OF ST OLAVES    The Girls of St Olaves    BY MABEL MACKINTOSH    AUTHOR OF _The Doings of Denys_    John F Shaw  Co Ltd    3 Pilgrim Street London ECIllustration In the centre of the group was a little figure in ashort black kilted frock_Page 247_CONTENTS   CHAP                                                       PAGE      I AS GOOD AS GONE                                          7     II LOVE AND MONEY                                          14    III A GREAT BIG SHAME                                       23     IV A SMALL WORLD                                           33      V A WILDGOOSE CHASE                                      40     VI A TICKET FOR ONE                                        50    VII HEIGHTS AND DEPTHS                                      58   VIII IN FEAR                                                 67     IX BROTHERSINLAW                                         80      X A MEAN THING                                            89     XI WITH A PURPOSE                                          98    XII MASTER AND MAN                                         107   XIII BEARDING THE LION                                      118    XIV AN UNWELCOME GUEST                                     129     XV THE LAST HOPE                                          140    XVI LINKS IN A CHAIN                                       150   XVII MEETING AND PARTING                                    161  XVIII A BASE TRICK                                           174,26
+Produced by Tom Roch Martin Pettit and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet Thisfile was produced from images produced by Core HistoricalLiterature in Agriculture CHLA Cornell UniversityCHANGE IN THE VILLAGEBYGEORGE BOURNENEW YORKGEORGE H DORAN COMPANY1912_Printed in Great Britain by Billing  Sons Ltd Guildford England_TOMY SISTERSCONTENTSI                                   PAGE    I THE VILLAGE                    3IITHE PRESENT TIME   II SELFRELIANCE                 21  III MAN AND WIFE                  38   IV MANIFOLD TROUBLES             50    V DRINK                         65   VI WAYS AND MEANS                79  VII GOOD TEMPER                   97IIITHE ALTERED CIRCUMSTANCES VIII THE PEASANT SYSTEM           115   IX THE NEW THRIFT               127    X COMPETITION                  143   XI HUMILIATION                  151  XII THE HUMILIATED               167 XIII NOTICE TO QUIT               180IVTHE RESULTING NEEDS  XIV THE INITIAL DEFECT           193   XV THE OPPORTUNITY              200  XVI THE OBSTACLES                217 XVII THE WOMENS NEED             229XVIII THE WANT OF BOOKLEARNING    244  XIX EMOTIONAL STARVATION         260   XX THE CHILDRENS NEED          272V  XXI THE FORWARD MOVEMENT         289ITHE VILLAGEITHE VILLAGEIf one were to be very strict I suppose it would be wrong to give thename of village to the parish dealt with in these chapters becauseyour true village should have a sort of corporate history of its ownand this one can boast nothing of the kind It clusters round no centralgreen no squire ever lived in it until some thirty years ago it waswithout a resident parson its church is not half a century old Nor arethere here in the shape of patriarchal fields or shady lanes orvenerable homesteads any of those features that testify to theimmemorial antiquity of real villages as the homes of men and this fora very simple reason In the days when real villages were growing ourvalley could not have supported a quite selfcontained community itwas in fact nothing but a part of the wide rolling heathcountrythecommon or waste belonging to the town which lies northwards in amore fertile valley of its own Here there was no fertility Deep downin the hollow a stream which runs dry every summer had prepared astrip of soil just worth reclaiming as coarse meadow or tillage but thestrip was narrowa man might throw a stone across it at somepointsand on either side the heath and gorse and fern held their ownon the dry sand Such a place afforded no room for an English village ofthe true manorial kind and I surmise that it lay all but uninhabiteduntil perhaps the middle of the eighteenth century by which time a fewsquatters from neighbouring parishes had probably settled here tomake what living they might beside the streambed At no timetherefore did the people form a group of genuinely agriculturalrustics Up to a period within living memory they were an almostindependent folk leading a sort of crofter or as I have preferredto call it a peasant life while today the majority of the men nolonger independent go out to work as railway navvies builderslabourers drivers of vans and carts in the town or are more casuallyemployed at digging gravel or roadmending or harvesting andhaymaking or attending peoples gardens or laying sewers or in factat any job they can find At a low estimate nine out of every ten ofthem get their living outside the parish boundaries and this fact byitself would rob the place of its title to be thought a village in thestrict senseIn appearance too it is abnormal As you look down upon the valleyfrom its high sides hardly anywhere are there to be seen threecottages in a row but all about the steep slopes the little meandwellingplaces are scattered in disorder So it extends east and westfor perhaps a mile and a halfa surprisingly populous hollow nowwanting in restfulness to the eyes and much disfigured by shabby detailas it winds away into homelier and softer country at either end Thehighroad out of the town stretching away for Hindhead and the SouthCoast comes slanting down athwart the valley cutting it into Upperand Lower halves or ends and just in the bottom where there is abridge over the stream,4
+Produced by Pedro Saborano and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet This book wasproduced from scanned images of public domain materialfrom the Google Print projectNotas de transcrição    A Nesta 5ª edição desta obra detectámos uma falta de texto muito    significativa Parece ter sido removida por descuido do editor e    por isso resolvemos adicionar no local próprio o segmento em falta    Usámos para o efeito o texto da 2ª edição de 1865 sem alteração    ortográfica Para evidenciar esta alteração marcámos o segmento de    texto inserido com entre as marcas A e B    Foram ainda encontrados diversos erros de impressão que por não    terem qualquer impacto na interpretação do texto foram corrigidos    sem qualquer notaObrasdeCamillo Castello BrancoEdição PopularXXIIAGULHA EM PALHEIROVOLUMES PUBLICADOS    ICoisas espantosas    IIAs tres irmans    IIIA engeitada    IVDoze casamentos felizes    VO esqueleto    VIO bem e o mal    VIIO senhor do Paço de Ninães    VIIIAnathema    IXA mulher fatal    XCavar em ruinas    XI e XIICorrespondencia epistolar    XIIIDivindade de Jesus    XIVA doida do Candal    XVDuas horas de leitura    XVIFanny    XVII XVIII e XIXNovellas do Minho    XX e XXIHoras de paz    XXIIAgulha em palheiro_CAMILLO CASTELLO BRANCO_AGULHA EM PALHEIRO_Quinta Edição_LISBOAParceria ANTONIO MARIA PEREIRALIVRARIA EDITORA_Rua Augusta 50 52 e 54_1904LISBOAOfficinas Typographica e de EncadernaçãoMovidas a vapor_Rua dos Correeiros 70 e 72 1º_1904DEDICATORIAAo poeta das creanças das flores do Amor da Melancolia e dos desgraçadosAO ILLmo E EXmo SRANTONIO FELICIANO DE CASTILHOHonra da Patria honra dos que o prezam e amam a PatriaOFFERECEO AMIGO O RESPEITADOR O DISCIPULO MAIS DEVEDOR_Camillo Castello Branco_DUAS PALAVRASA primeira edição deste romance saiu de uma typographia do Rio deJaneiro Parece que houve proposito em desdourar os prelos brasileirosPoderá parecer tambem que se intentou desdourar o auctor mas semelhantesuspeita não vingaria attendendo a que não é coisa verosimil alguemescrever assim O que mais depressa poderia crerse seria que oescriptor mais fleumatico morresse de fulminante desgosto vendo a suaobra tão damnificada e suja de todas as nodoas para lavagem das quaesse crearam as quatro partes constitutivas da grammaticaImprimese o livro como o auctor escreveu o manuscripto e chamase_segunda edição_ porque o titulo e substancia da obra está no livropublicado no BrasilPorto janeiro de 1865AGULHA EM PALHEIROIEm 1803 o sapateiro de Manuel Maria Barbosa du Bocage era FranciscoLourenço Gomes estabelecido na calçada do Sacramento em LisboaFrancisco Lourenço era naquelle tempo rapaz de dezoito annos maspor sua muita esperteza e actividade merecera que o pae lhe confiasse agerencia da loja grandemente afreguezadaOs poetas notaveis do tempo calçavam todos de casa de FranciscoLourenço um só porém o maioral de todos o repentista Bocage calçavagratuitamenteOs coevos do poeta recordamse de o terem visto quasi sempre malentrajado de casacas pantalonas e chapéos mas no tocante a botasdizem todos que o vate Elmano primava em aceio e raro dia saía á ruacom ellas sem muito lustro de fina graxaEste accidente da vida de Bocage omittido nas biographias do immortalimprovisador escriptas por Castilho e Rebello da Silva tive eu afortuna de apanhalo casualmente Assim pois se explica a distincçãodas botas de Manuel Maria entre as dos seus collegas e rivaes dobotequim Nicola Francisco Lourenço o sapateiro dos casquilhosdaquelle tempo era amante de versos Principiára saboreando as trovaschôchas de José Daniel e ditosa correra a vida pedestre ao infaustopoetrasto em quanto a admiração do sapateiro lhe foi prodiga de botasquando porém o moço ouviu Bocage improvisar na festividade deCorpusChristi fatal hora badalou para o auctor do _Almocreve dasPêtas_ que nunca mais encontrou graça no seu Mecenas de bezerro e solaO enthusiasta de poesia presenteou Bocage com umas botas e a quitaçãode dois remontes que lhe devia O poeta não vezado a taes galhardias dovulgo profano posto que a pouco mais subisse a capacidade do _claroauditorio seu_ retribuiu a generosidade do moço com prosa chan masmuito mais sincera e cordeal que os versosFrancisco tomou a cuidado seu mandar todas as manhãs buscar o calçado dopoeta predilecto e devolverlho brunido e lustroso como um espelho eapenas as solas se gretavam ou os saltos iam entortando logo novasbotas em fazenda e feitios primorosas iam saudar o vate acordado paraum novo dia dos seus desvairados prazeres de praças e tavernasA repetição destes brindes abriu no animo generoso e popular do poetaas portas á confiança timida do artista Francisco Lourenço teve a honrade almoçar com Bocage no _botequim das Parras_ e daqui sairam juntos ajantar numa horta do CampoGrande onde Elmano fiel aos seus usos ecostumes bebeu á tripa fôrra e poetou consoante o auditorio lhebeliscou a musa escandecidaO sapateiro instigado por sua doce embriaguez que era suave e honradaembriaguez do amor casto a uma prima revelou ao poeta a sua paixão epediulhe umas quadras natalicias para festejar os annos da sua amadaEsta confidencia rebentou do coração do moço alli pelas alturas de SSebastião da Pedreira Bocage sem mais averiguações entrou numatenda pediu papel disse a Francisco Lourenço que escrevesse eimprovisou torrentes de quadras que extravasaram da folha de papelalmaço O sapateiro amante chorava de alegria e o especieiro ficoupasmado e maravilhado de ter tido em sua loja o famoso poeta que era oesfarrapado idolo do povo como todos os idolos do povo que assim osquer esfarrapados ou tarde ou cedo os esfarrapa se elles lhe cáem nasmãos bem ageitadosFrancisco Lourenço ao despedirse do poeta que ia passar a noite emcasa do marquez de Anjeja delicadamente lhe introduziu na algibeira docollete uma peça Que bizarria de animo Uma peça seria hoje o primeirodinheiro que um editor portuguez offereceria a Bocage pela propriedadede um volumeBem empregados seis mil e quatrocentos réis A prima de Francisco aoverse cantada assim e de Maria que era transformada em _Marilia_ganhou ao primo,13
+Produced by a Project Gutenberg volunteer from digitalmaterial generously made available by the Internet ArchiveACROSS THE EQUATORFrontispiece TEMPLE PARAMBANAN  ACROSS THE  EQUATOR  A HOLIDAY  TRIP IN JAVA  BY  THOS H REID  KELLY  WALSH LIMITED  SINGAPORESHANGHAIHONGKONGYOKOHAMA  1908  all rights reservedPREFACEIt was at the end of the month of September 1907 that the writervisited Java with the object of spending a brief vacation thereThe outcome was a series of articles in the Straits Times and afterthey appeared so many applications were made for reprints that we wereencouraged to issue the articles in handy form for the information ofthose who intend to visit the neighbouring Dutch Colony There was nopretension to write an exhaustive guidebook to the Island but theoriginal articles were revised and amplified and the chapters havebeen arranged to enable the visitor to follow a given route through theIsland from west to east within the compass of a fortnight or threeweeksFor liberty to reproduce some of the larger pictures we are indebtedto Mr George P Lewis of O Kurkdjian Sourabaya whose photographsof Tosari and the volcanic region of Eastern Java form one of thefinest and most artistic collections we have seen of landscape work  SINGAPORE _July 1908_CONTENTS  FIRST IMPRESSIONS OF BATAVIA              1  THE BRITISH IN JAVA                      15  BOTANISTS PARADISE AT BUITENZORG        23  ON THE ROAD TO SINDANGLAYA               33  SINDANGLAYA AND BEYOND                   42  HINDU RUINS IN CENTRAL JAVA              49  THE TEMPLES OF PARAMBANAN                58  PEOPLE AND INDUSTRIES OF CENTRAL JAVA    65  THE HEALTH RESORT OF EAST JAVA           73  SUNRISE AT THE PENANDJAAN PASS           77  HOTELS AND TRAVELLING FACILITIES         87First Impressions of BataviaWhen consideration is given to the fact that Java is only two dayssteaming from Singapore that it is more beautiful in some respects thanJapan that it contains marvellous archaeological remains over 1100years old and that its hill resorts form ideal resting places for thejaded European it is strange that few of the British residentsthroughout the Far East or travellers East and West have visited theDutch ColonyThe average Britisher weaving the web of empire passes like a shuttlein the loom from London to Yokohama from Hongkong to Marseilles Hethinks imperially in that he thinks no other nation has Colonies worthseeing British port succeeds British port on the hackneyed line oftravel and he may be excused if he forgets that these convenientcalling places these links of Empire can have possible rivals underforeign flagsThere is no excuse for the prevailing ignorance of the NetherlandIndies We do not wish it to be inferred that we imagine we havediscovered Java as Dickens is said to have discovered Italy but webelieve we are justified in saying that few have realised thepossibilities of Java as a health resort and the attractions it has tooffer for a holidayMiss Marianne North celebrated as painter and authoress and the rivalof Miss Mary Kingsley and Mrs Bishop Isabella Bird as a traveller inunfrequented quarters of the globe has described the island as onemagnificent garden surpassing Brazil Jamaica and other countriesvisited by her and possessing the grandest of volcanoes and otherfamous travellers have written in terms of the highest praise of itsnatural beautiesIts accessibility is one of its recommendations to the holiday makerThe voyage across the Equator from Singapore is a smooth one for themost part through narrow straits and seldom out of sight of islands cladwith verdure down to the waters edgeExcellent accommodation is provided by the Rival Dutch Mail steamersrunning between Europe and Java and the Royal Packet Companys localsteamers and the Government of the Netherland Indies cooperates with arecentlyformed Association for the encouragement of tourist traffic onthe lines of the Welcome Society in Japan This Association has abureau temporarily established in the Hotel des Indes in Batavia toprovide information and travelling facilities for tourists not onlythroughout Java but amongst the various islands that are being broughtunder the sway of civilised government by the Dutch Colonial forcesAs our steamer pounded her way out of Singapore Harbour in the earlymorning islands appeared to spring out of the sea and seascape afterseascape followed in rapid succession suggesting the oldfashionedpanoramic pictures of childhoods acquaintance Ones idea of sceneryafter all is more or less a matter of comparison One passengercompares the scene with the Kyles of Bute another with the Inland Seaof Japan at the other end of the world Yet this tropical waterway isunlike either and has a characteristic individuality of its own nonethe less charming because of the comparisons it suggests and theassociations it recallsWe spent a good deal of our time on the bridge with the Captain who wascourteous enough to point out all the leading points on his chartThe Sultanate of Rhio lies on the port bow four hours sail fromSingapore Glimpses of Sumatra are obtained on the starboard and on theway the steamer passes near to the Island of Banka reputed to containthe richest tin deposits in the world This tin is worked by theGovernment of the Netherland Indies with Chinese contract labour andthe revenue obtained is an important factor in balancing the ColonialBudget It is interesting to note that the Chinese who have long minedfor gold and tin in the Malay Peninsula and Archipelago,9
+Produced by Louise Davies and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet This file wasproduced from images generously made available by TheInternet ArchiveAmerican Libraries    The Importance of    the Proofreader    A Paper read before the Club of Odd Volumes    in Boston by JOHN WILSON    CAMBRIDGE    The University Press    JOHN WILSON  SON INC    1901    _This Paper upon The Importance of the Proofreader is    presented with the compliments of the University Press and the    Author The subject is one which the Author has endeavored to    emphasize during his fifty years service in the printing    business and one for which the University Press has ever    endeavored to stand_    _1922_    _John Wilson author of this Paper and formerly proprietor of    The University Press died in 1903 His successors have now the    pleasure of making a reprint believing the subject to be of as    much interest today as it was twenty years ago_THE IMPORTANCE OF THE PROOFREADERIn preparing a work for the press the author the compositor and theproofreader are the three factors that enter into its construction Wewill however treat more especially of the lastnamed in connectionwith the firstThe true proofreader should not only be a practical printer but heshould be a lover of literature familiar with the classics of alllanguages with the results accomplished by science and indeed withevery subject that concerns his fellowmen When an author prepares awork for the press he often uses many abbreviations his capitalizationis frequently incorrect his spelling occasionally not in accordanceeither with Worcester or Webster his punctuation inaccurate hishistorical and biographical statements careless and his chirographyfrequently very bad In such cases the proofreader is sorely triedand unless he is a man of much patience well versed in the art ofdeciphering incorrigible manuscripts and supplying all theirdeficiencies his last state will to speak mildly be worse thanhis firstIt is said that when Charles Dudley Warner was the editor of theHartford Press back in the sixties arousing the patriotism of theState with his vigorous appeals one of the typesetters came in fromthe composingroom and planting himself before the editor saidWell Mr Warner Ive decided to enlist in the army With mingledsensations of pride and responsibility Mr Warner replied encouraginglythat he was glad to see the man felt the call of duty Oh it isntthat said the truthful compositor but Id rather be shot than tryto set any more of your damned copyAs an example of what I mean by bad MS I take the liberty of showingyou one page of a work which unfortunately I had agreed to print Thisis a sample of one half of a work of 1000 MS pages When the authoroffered me a few years later another work similarly prepared Ideclined with thanks to accept itIllustration Handwritten copyAnother illustration of careless writing I copy from Harpers YoungPeople    A Massachusetts clergyman nearly got himself into a peck of    trouble because of the bad quality of his handwriting It was    more than a century ago that he had occasion to address a letter    to the General Court of Massachusetts upon some subject of great    interest at that time When the letter was received the court    ordered the clerk to read it and were filled with wrath at what    appeared to be these words in opening I address you not as    magistrates but as Indian devils    What they cried Read that over again How does he address    us    Not as magistrates but as Indian devils repeated the clerk    Thats what he says    The letter was passed around and the judges were by no means    pleased to see that the clerk had apparently made no mistake    Very angry at what they believed to be an insult the judges    passed a vote of censure upon the clergyman and wrote to him    demanding an apology He came before them in person when it    turned out that where the judges had read Indian devils he    had written individuals which of course made an apology    unnecessary but the reverend gentleman was admonished to    improve his handwriting if he wished to keep out of troubleStill another case of blind copy furnished to the printer resultedin making the title Pilgrims Progress to appear in cold type asReligious RoguesThe Philadelphia Press relates the following Recently an editor ofa morning paper wrote an article on the Boer question and headed itThe British Army won a Victory that was Remarkable To his surprise hefound that the printer made it read The British Army won a Victory_That was Remarkable_ The infuriated editor told his foreman that hemust be in _sympathy_ with the BoersMany intelligent persons regard the duty of a proofreader as consistingin simply following his copy and in securing the proper spelling ofwords If this however were the sum of his accomplishments many anauthor would come to grief Recently an author quoting the expressionGod tempers the wind to the shorn lamb attributed it to the Biblebut the proofreader queried the authority and wrote in the marginSterne which the author had the good sense gratefully to acceptYoung men and women recent graduates of colleges have sometimesrequested me to introduce them to publishers desiring to issuetranslations of certain books in foreign languages but knowing howsuperficial often is the linguistic attainment of the college graduatemaking him incapable of rendering correctly into English the spirit andthe letter of a foreign tongue I have,56
+Produced by David Clarke Carla Foust and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet Thisfile was produced from images generously made availableby The Internet ArchiveCanadian LibrariesTranscribers noteMinor punctuation errors have been changed without notice Printererrors have been changed and are listed at the end All otherinconsistencies are as in the originalHILAIRE BELLOCWORKS BY HILAIRE BELLOC   PARIS   MARIE ANTOINETTE   EMMANUEL BURDEN MERCHANT   HILLS AND THE SEA   ON NOTHING   ON EVERYTHING   ON SOMETHING   FIRST AND LAST   THIS AND THAT AND THE OTHER   A PICKED COMPANYIllustration HILAIRE BELLOC   HILAIRE BELLOC   THE MAN AND HIS WORK   BY   C CREIGHTON MANDELL   and   EDWARD SHANKS   WITH AN INTRODUCTION BY   G K CHESTERTON   METHUEN  CO LTD   36 ESSEX STREET WC   LONDON_First Published in 1916_   TO   H L HUTTON   OF MERCHANT TAYLORS SCHOOLINTRODUCTIONBYG K CHESTERTONWhen I first met Belloc he remarked to the friend who introduced us thathe was in low spirits His low spirits were and are much more uproariousand enlivening than anybody elses high spirits He talked into thenight and left behind in it a glowing track of good things When I havesaid that I mean things that are good and certainly not merely _bonsmots_ I have said all that can be said in the most serious aspect aboutthe man who has made the greatest fight for good things of all the menof my timeWe met between a little Soho paper shop and a little Soho restauranthis arms and pockets were stuffed with French Nationalist and FrenchAtheist newspapers He wore a straw hat shading his eyes which are likea sailors and emphasizing his Napoleonic chin He was talking aboutKing John who he positively assured me was _not_ as was oftenasserted the best king that ever reigned in England Still there wereallowances to be made for him I mean King John not Belloc He hadbeen Regent said Belloc with forbearance and in all the Middle Agesthere is no example of a successful Regent I for one had not comeprovided with any successful Regents with whom to counter thisgeneralization and when I came to think of it it was quite true Ihave noticed the same thing about many other sweeping remarks comingfrom the same sourceThe little restaurant to which we went had already become a haunt forthree or four of us who held strong but unfashionable views about theSouth African War which was then in its earliest prestige Most of uswere writing on the _Speaker_ edited by Mr J L Hammond with anindependence of idealism to which I shall always think that we owe muchof the cleaner political criticism of today and Belloc himself waswriting in it studies of what proved to be the most baffling irony Tounderstand how his Latin mastery especially of historic and foreignthings made him a leader it is necessary to appreciate something ofthe peculiar position of that isolated group of ProBoers We were aminority in a minority Those who honestly disapproved of the Transvaaladventure were few in England but even of these few a great numberprobably the majority opposed it for reasons not only different butalmost contrary to ours Many were Pacifists most were Cobdenites thewisest were healthy but hazy Liberals who rightly felt the tradition ofGladstone to be a safer thing than the opportunism of the LiberalImperialist But we might in one very real sense be more strictlydescribed as ProBoers That is we were much more insistent that theBoers were right in fighting than that the English were wrong infighting We disliked cosmopolitan peace almost as much as cosmopolitanwar and it was hard to say whether we more despised those who praisedwar for the gain of money or those who blamed war for the loss of itNot a few men then young were already predisposed to this attitude MrF Y Eccles a French scholar and critic of an authority perhaps toofine for fame was in possession of the whole classical case againstsuch piratical Prussianism Mr Hammond himself with a carefulmagnanimity always attacked Imperialism as a false religion and notmerely as a conscious fraud and I myself had my own hobby of theromance of small things including small commonwealths But to all theseBelloc entered like a man armed and as with a clang of iron He broughtwith him news from the fronts of history that French arts could againbe rescued by French arms that cynical Imperialism not only should befought but could be fought and was being fought that the streetfighting which was for me a fairytale of the future was for him a factof the past There were many other uses of his genius but I am speakingof this first effect of it upon our instinctive and sometimes gropingideals What he brought into our dream was this Roman appetite forreality and for reason in action and when he came into the door thereentered with him the smell of dangerThere was in him another element of importance which clarified itself inthis crisis It was no small part of the irony in the man that differentthings strove against each other in him and these not merely in thecommon human sense of good against evil but one good thing againstanother The unique attitude of the little group was summed up in himsupremely in this that he did and does humanly and heartily loveEngland not as a duty but as a pleasure and almost an indulgence butthat he hated as heartily what England seemed trying to become Out ofthis appeared in his poetry a sort of fierce doubt or doublemindednesswhich cannot exist in vague and homogeneous Englishmen something thatoccasionally amounted to a mixture of loving and loathing It is markedfor instance in the fine break in the middle of the happy song of_cameraderie_ called To the Balliol Men Still in South Africa   I have said it,9
+Produced by Pedro Saborano and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet This book wasproduced from scanned images of public domain materialfrom the Google Print projectNotas de TranscriçãoForam corrigidos pequenos erros de impressão sem que seja feita qualquernota dessa correcção visto que em nenhum dos casos a correcção alterao significado do textoPara facilitar a identificação de cada poesia nesta edição electónicafoi adicionado o seguinte marcador como divisão entre elas                              FLORES DO CAMPOA propriedade deste livro pertence no Brazil ao snr Joaquim Augustoda FonsecaJoão de DeusFLORES DO CAMPO2ª EDIÇÃO CORRECTAPORTOLIVRARIA UNIVERSALdeMagalhães  Moniz Editores12Largo dos Loyos141876PORTO 1876TYP DE A J DA SILVA TEIXEIRA62 Cancella Velha 62A POESIAEMBLEMACamões e ByronScepticismo e Crença    Vem dalto gozar lirio    Noite estrellada e tepida    A vista ao céo intrepida    Lança penetra o Empyreo    Dilata os seios tumidos    Larga este terreo albergue    Nas azas dalma te ergue    Ergue os teus olhos humidos    Que vêsSoes de tal sorte    Que os crêra tochas pallidas    Quando as guedelhas madidas    De sangue arrasta a morte    Transpõenos que elevandote    Por cada um daquelles    Milhões e milhões delles    Verás alumiandote    Ávante pois acima    Dos soes duma luz tremula    Alma dos anjos emula    Deus o teu vôo anima    Que vêsUm vacuo eterno    E nelleEm ermo tumulo    Em ignea letra cumulo    Dhorror _Byron_o inferno    FogeO horror fasciname    São reprobos que exhalam    Horridos ais que abalam    O inferno oh Deus animame    EscutaosEscutemolos    Como elles bramem rugem    E o espaço uivando estrugem    Gelamse os membros tremulos    EntraNão possoArromba    ProhibemmoSublevate    Prohibeo DeusElevate    Acima ingenua pomba    Que vês A luz clareiame    Que céo que azul ethereo    Oh extasi oh mysterio    Sobeja a vida anceiame    FallaDeus que harmonia    Aqui a alma exaltase    A alma aqui dilatase    _Camões_É a poesiaCoimbra                                A UMA CARTA ANONYMA    Não sabe a flôr quem manda a luz do dia    Nem quem lhe esparge o nectar que a deleita             Ao vir raiando a aurora    E ella agradece as lagrimas que aceita    E ella as converte em balsamos que envia             Ao mysterio que adora                                     LAMARTINECoimbra                              DUAS ROSAS    Que bonita meu amor    Que perfeita que formosa    A ti pozeramte Rosa    Não te fizeram favor    A rosa quem ha que a veja    Bandeando sem gostar    Mas por mais linda que seja    A rosa quando se embala    Não te ganha nem iguala    A ti em indo a andar    A rosa tem linda côr    Não ha flôr de côr mais linda    Mas a tua côr ainda    É mais fina e é melhor    Murcha a rosa que desgosto    Só de lhe a gente bulir    E essas rosas do teu rosto    É em alguem te tocando    Que parece mesmo quando    Ellas acabam de abrir    Cheiro o da rosa esse não    Não é mais do meu agrado    Que o teu bafo perfumado    A tua respiração    Depois a rosa em abrindo    Vaiselhe o cheiro tambem    A tua bocca em te rindo    Só o bom cheiro que exhala    E quando fallas a falla    Isso é que a rosa não tem    Ella o que tem meu amor    O cheiro a côr e mais nada    Confessa rosa animada    Que és outra casta de flôr    Os olhos só elles valem    Duas estrellas bem vês    Pois vozes que a tua igualem    Na doçura na pureza    Na terra não com certeza    Agora no céo talvez    Não ha assim perfeição    Não ha nada tão perfeito    Mas é um grande defeito    O de não ter coração    Nisso é que te leva a palma    A rosa sendo uma flôr    Sem voz sem,0
+Produced by Laurent Vogel and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet This book wasproduced from scanned images of public domain materialfrom the Google Print projectAU BORD DU LACPAR ÉMILE SOUVESTRELEsclaveLe SerfLe Chevrier de Lorraine LApprentiPARIS D GIRAUD ET J DAGNEAU LIBRAIRESÉDITEURS 7 RUE VIVIENNE AUPREMIER 7 Maison du Coq dOr1852IMPRIMERIE DE PILLET FILS AÎNÉ RUE DES GRANDSAUGUSTINS 5À M EUGÈNE GUIEYSSEVous rappelezvous mon ami combien de fois nous avons admiré dansnotre Bretagne ces menhirs druidiques sur lesquels le christianismeavait greffé la croix du Libérateur ces débris celtoromains incrustésdans une ruine du moyen âge ces gracieux reliquaires de la renaissanceusurpés par lutilitarisme moderne et transformés en habitations ou enécoles En voyant ces restes séculaires sentinelles perdues du passéque la faulx du temps semble avoir oubliés combien de fois noussommesnous reportés vers les sociétés éteintes quils rappelaient Lamarche des générations nous 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créent les grands centres decivilisation Ce jourlà loisiveté romaine sétait éveillée aveclespérance dune distraction elle comptait sur larrivée dun immenseconvoi de prisonniersLes maîtres du monde avaient trouvé une nouvelle nation à réduire cecoin de terre tout couvert de magiques forêts et que protégeaient desdieux inconnus était enfin soumis on allait voir ce peuple delArmorique si merveilleux par sa force si étrange dans ses moeursdans son culte et cétait courbé sous la domination romaine quilallait apparaîtreAussi ce jourlà tous les instincts du grand peuple étaientilsagités toutes ses curiosités avaient été mises en mouvement iltrouvait à la fois un triomphe pour son orgueil un spectacle pour sesloisirs Parfois cependant dans cette foule quamassait une mêmepensée on entendait surgir quelques mots de regret cétaient les pluspauvres qui au milieu de la joie publique sattristaient de navoirpas quelques milliers de sesterces peur acheter un ArmoricainVers la quatrième heure dix heures du matin les promeneurs serangèrent sur deux haies le cortége de prisonniers commençait à passersous la porte Aurélia et à traverser les rues de la villePlus de six mille Celtes portant au front la double attestation de leurliberté perdue une couronne de feuillage et une indicible expression dedouleur défilèrent devant la nation souveraine Toutes les souffrancesréunies se laissaient entrevoir dans leurs regards et dans leursattitudes Ils ne marchaient pas seulement le coeur brisé par dinutilesdésespoirs les souffrances du corps venaient se joindre à celles delâme La fatigue de la route et surtout linfluence dun nouveau cielles avaient épuisés Habitués aux fraîches brises de lOcéan au soleilvoilé de lArmorique au silence des forêts ils ne pouvaient supporterni le soleil ardent de lItalie ni cette blanche poussière des cheminsni ces cris de la foule Mais si affaiblis par la lutte contre unnouveau climat ils ralentissaient leur marche le fouet du maquignonmarchand desclaves leur rappelait promptement quils navaient plusdroit même au reposJe ne sais si la vue de tant de misères némut point secrètement cesRomains avides de spectacle et de domination mais on naperçut dans lafoule aucun témoignage de pitié aucun oeil ne se baissa aucune plaintecompatissante ne se fit entendreQuand une population entière se trouvé sous le poids dune calamité quilatteint dun seul coup dans tous ses bonheurs lindividualité dechacun sefface pour ainsi dire dans ce malheur général et tous lesvisages se ressemblent Cependant parmi les milliers de victimes quitraversaient Rome il sen trouvait une dont la figure se montrait plusinquiète plus souffrante encore que les autres mais en même temps plusempreinte de dévouement et de courage Cétait celle dune femmedenviron trentecinq ans dont le regard ne quittait pas lenfant quimarchait à ses côtés Tout ce que le coeur dune mère peut contenirdangoisses était exprimé dans ce regard mais outre la douleur qui selaissait voir également dans loeil de chaque mère on y trouvait je nesais quelle sainte énergieLhistoire de cette pauvre femme était à peu près celle de toutes sescompagnes Elle avait vu mourir à ses côtés son mari et laîné de sesfils puis elle et le plus jeune avaient été faits prisonniers Maisles pertes douloureuses quelle avait faites navaient diminué en rienlactivité de sa sollicitude maternelle elle oubliait ses chagrins pourne songer quà son enfant Sans doute elle avait plus et mieux aimé queles autres car il ny a que les coeurs délite qui restent ainsidévoués et forts aux heures dagonieCette femme sappelait Norva Son fils Arvins âgé,61
+THE STORY OF THE PROPHET JONASWilliam Tyndale 1531 translationSpelling has been modernized but nothing else alteredNoteThis file is the public domain version of Project Gutenberg eBook 12076The first ChapterThe word of the Lord came unto the prophet Jonas the son ofAmithai saying rise and get thee to Ninevehh that great city and preachunto them how that their wickedness is come up before meAnd Jonas made him ready to flee to Tharsis from the presenceof the Lord and gat him down to Joppa and found there a ship ready togo to Tharsis and paid his fare and went aboard to go with them toTharsis from the presence of the LordBut the Lord hurled a great wind in to the sea so that therewas a mighty tempest in the sea insomuch that the ship was like to goin pieces And the mariners were afraid and cried every man unto hisgod and cast out the goods that were in the ship in to the sea tolighten it of them But Jonas gat him under the hatches and laid himdown and slumbered And the master of the ship came to him and saidunto him why slumberest thou up and call unto thy god that God maythink on us that we perish notAnd they said one to another come and let us cast lots toknow for whose cause we are thus troubled And they cast lots And thelot fell upon JonasThen they said unto him tell us for whose cause we are thustroubled what is thine occupation whence comest thou how is thycountry called and of what nation art thouAnd he answered them I am an Hebrew and the Lord God ofheaven which made both sea and dry land I fear Then were the menexceedingly afraid and said unto him why didst thou so For they knewthat he was fled from the presence of the Lord because he had toldthemThen they unto him what shall we do unto thee that the seamay cease from troubling us For the sea wrought and was troublous Andhe answered them take me and cast me in to the sea and so shall itlet you be in rest for I wot it is for my sake that this greattempest is come upon you Nevertheless the men assayed with rowing tobring the ship to land but it would not be because the sea so wroughtand was so troublous against them Wherefore they cried unto the Lordand said O Lord let us not perish for this mans death neither layinnocent blood unto our charge for thou Lord even as thy pleasure wasso thou hast doneAnd then they took Jonas and cast him into the sea and thesea left raging And the men feared the Lord exceedingly andsacrificed sacrifice unto the Lord and vowed vowsThe second ChapterBut the Lord prepared a great fish to swallow up Jonas And sowas Jonas in the bowels of the fish three days and three nights AndJonas prayed unto the Lord his God out of the bowels of the fishAnd he said in my tribulation I called unto the Lord and heanswered me out of the belly of hell I cried and thou heardest myvoice For thou hadst cast me down deep in the midst of the sea and theflood compassed me about and all thy waves and rolls of water wentover me and I thought that I had been cast away out of thy sight ButI will yet again look toward thy holy temple The water compassed meeven unto the very soul of me the deep lay about me and the weedswere wrapped about mine head And I went down unto the bottom of thehills and was barred in with earth on every side for ever And yetthou Lord my God broughtest up my life again out of corruption When mysoul fainted in me I thought on the Lord and my prayer came in untothee even into thy holy temple They that observe vain vanities haveforsaken him that was merciful unto them But I will sacrifice untothee with the voice of thanksgiving and will pay that that I havevowed that saving cometh of the LordAnd the Lord spake unto the fish and it cast out Jonas againupon the dry landThe third ChapterThen came the word of the Lord unto Jonas again saying up andget thee to Nineveh that great city and preach unto them the preachingwhich I bade thee And he arose and went to Nineveh at the Lordscommandment Nineveh was a great city unto God containing three daysjourneyAnd Jonas went to and entered in to the city even a daysjourney and cried saying There shall not pass forty days but Ninevehshall be overthrownAnd the people of Nineveh believed God and proclaimed fastingand arrayed themselves in sackcloth as well the great as the small ofthemAnd the tidings came unto the king of Nineveh which arose outof his seat and did his apparel off and put on sackcloth and sat himdown in ashes And it was cried and commanded in Nineveh by theauthority of the king and of his lords saying see that neither man orbeast ox or sheep taste ought at all and that they neither feed ordrink waterAnd they put on sackcloth both man and beast and cried untoGod mightily and turned every man his wicked way and from doing wrongin which they were accustomed saying who can tell whether God willturn and repent and cease from his fierce wrath that we perish notAnd when God saw their works how they turned from their wicked wayshe repented of the evil which he said he would do unto them and did itnotThe fourth ChapterWherefore Jonas was sore discontent and angry And he prayedunto the Lord and said O Lord was not this my saying when I was yetin my country And therefore I hasted rather to flee to Tharsis for Iknew well enough that thou wast a merciful god full of compassionlong ere thou be angry and of great mercy and repentest when thou artcome to take,50
+Produced by Charlene Taylor Greg Bergquist and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet Thisfile was produced from images generously made availableby The Internet ArchiveAmerican LibrariesTranscribers NoteThe punctuation and spelling from the original text have been faithfullypreserved Only obvious typographical errors have been corrected DEDICATION TO THE SURVIVING SUFFERERS OF THE APPALLING CALAMITY AT JOHNSTOWN AND NEIGHBORING VILLAGES THIS WORK WHICH RELATES THE THRILLING STORY OF THE GREAT DISASTER IS DEDICATED THE JOHNSTOWN HORROR OR VALLEY OF DEATH BEING A COMPLETE AND THRILLING ACCOUNT OF THE AWFUL FLOODS AND THEIR APPALLING RUIN CONTAINING Graphic Descriptions of the Terrible Rush of Waters the great Destruction of Houses Factories Churches Towns and Thousands of Human Lives Heartrending Scenes of Agony Separation of Loved Ones Panicstricken Multitudes and their Frantic Efforts to Escape a Horrible Fate COMPRISING THRILLING TALES OF HEROIC DEEDS NARROW ESCAPES FROM THE JAWS OF DEATH FRIGHTFUL HAVOC BY FIRE DREADFUL SUFFERINGS OF SURVIVORS PLUNDERING BODIES OF VICTIMS ETC TOGETHER WITH Magnificent Exhibitions of Popular Sympathy Quick Aid from every City and State Millions of Dollars Sent for the Relief of the Stricken Sufferers By JAMES HERBERT WALKER THE WELL KNOWN AUTHOR FULLY ILLUSTRATED WITH SCENES OF THE GREAT CALAMITY HJ SMITH  CO 249 South Sixth St Philadelphia CHICAGO ILL NOS 341351 DEARBORN ST KANSAS CITY MO NO 614 EAST SIXTH ST OAKLAND CAL NO 1605 TELEGRAPH AVECOPYRIGHTED 1889PREFACEThe whole country has been profoundly startled at the Terrible Calamitywhich has swept thousands of human beings to instant death at Johnstownand neighboring villages The news came with the suddenness of alightning bolt falling from the sky A romantic valley filled with busyfactories flourishing places of business multitudes of happy homes andfamilies has been suddenly transformed into a scene of awfuldesolation Frightful ravages of Flood and Fire have produced in oneshort hour a destruction which surpasses the records of all moderndisasters No calamity in recent times has so appalled the civilizedworld What was a peaceful prosperous valley a little time ago istoday a huge sepulchre filled with the shattered ruins of housesfactories banks churches and the ghastly corpses of the deadThis book contains a thrilling description of this awful catastrophewhich has shocked both hemispheres It depicts with graphic power theterrible scenes of the great disaster and relates the fearful storywith masterly effectThe work treats of the great storm which devastated the countrydeluging large sections sweeping away bridges swelling rivulets torivers prostrating forests and producing incalculable damage to lifeand property of the sudden rise in the Conemaugh River and tributarystreams weakening the dam thrown across the fated valley andendangering the lives of 50000 people of the heroic efforts of alittle band of men to stay the flood and avert the direful calamity ofthe swift ride down the valley to warn the inhabitants of theirimpending fate and save them from instant death of the breaking awayof the imprisoned waters after all efforts had failed to hold them backof the rush and roar of the mighty torrent plunging down the valleywith sounds like advancing thunder reverberating like the booming ofcannon among the hills of the frightful havoc attending the mad flooddescending with incredible velocity and a force which nothing couldresist of the rapid rise of the waters flooding buildings driving theterrified inhabitants to the upper stories and roofs in the desperateeffort to escape their doom of hundreds of houses crashing down thesurging river carrying men women and children beyond the hope ofrescue of a night of horrors multitudes dying amid the awful terrorsof flood and fire plunged under the wild torrent buried in mire orconsumed in devouring flames of helpless creatures rending the air withpitiful screams crying aloud in their agony imploring help withoutstretched hands and finally sinking with no one to save themWhole families were lost and obliterated perishing together in a waterytomb or ground to atoms by floating timbers and wreck households weresuddenly bereftsome of fathers others of mothers others of childrenneighbors and friends frantic efforts were made to rescue the victimsof the flood render aid to those who were struggling against death andmitigate the terrors of the horrible disaster There were noble acts ofheroism strong men and frail women and children putting their own livesin peril to save those of their loved onesThe terrible scene at Johnstown bridge where thousands were consumedwas the greatest funeral pyre known in the history of the world It wasghastly workthat of recovering the bodies of the dead dragging themfrom the mire in which they were imbedded from the ruins in which theywere crushed or from the burning wreck which was consuming themHundreds of bodies were mutilated and disfigured beyond the possibilityof identifying them all traces of individual form and features utterlydestroyed There were multitudes of corpses awaiting coffins for theirburial putrefying under the sun and filling the air with the sickeningstench of death There were ghouls who robbed the bodies of the victimsstripping off their jewelseven cutting off fingers to obtain ringsand plundering pockets of their moneySummary vengeance was inflicted upon prowling thieves some of whom weredriven into the merciless waters to perish while others were shot orhanged by the neck until they were dead The burial of hundreds of theknown and unknown without minister or obsequies without friend ormourner without surviving relatives to take a last look or shed a tearwas one of the appalling spectacles There was the breathless suspenseand anxiety of those who feared the worst who waited in vain for newsof the safety of their friends and at last were compelled to believethat their loved ones had perishedThe terrible shock attending the horrible accounts of the greatcalamity was followed by the sudden outburst and exhibition ofuniversal grief and sympathy Despatches from the President Governorsof States and Mayors of Cities announced that speedy aid would befurnished The magnificent charity that came to the rescue with millionsof dollars immense contributions of food and clothing personalservices and heroic efforts is one impressive part of this graphicstory Rich and poor alike gave freely many persons dividing their lastdollar to aid those who had lost their allThese,4
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+Produced by Chuck Greif and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at DP Europe httpdprastkonetVICENTE BLASCO IBÁÑEZLACONDENADACUENTOSPROMETEO SOCIEDAD EDITORIAL Germaías F SVALENCIAÍNDICELa condenadaPrimavera tristeEl parásito del trenGolpe dobleEn el marHombre al aguaUn silbidoLobos de marUn funcionarioEl ogroLa barca abandonadaEl maniquíLa paella del _roder_En la boca del hornoEl milagro de San AntonioVenganza morunaLa paredLA CONDENADACatorce meses llevaba Rafael en la estrecha celdaTenía por mundo aquellas cuatro paredes de un triste blanco de huesocuyas grietas y desconchaduras se sabía de memoria su sol era el altoventanillo cruzado por hierros que cortaban la azul mancha del cielo ydel suelo de ocho pasos apenas si era suya la mitad por culpa deaquella cadena escandalosa y chillona cuya argolla incrustándosele enel tobillo había llegado casi a amalgamarse con su carneEstaba condenado a muerte y mientras en Madrid hojeaban por última vezlos papelotes de su proceso él se pasaba allí meses y meses enterradoen vida pudriéndose como animado cadáver en aquel ataúd de argamasadeseando como un mal momentáneo que pondría fin a otros mayores quellegase pronto la hora en que le apretaran el cuello terminando todo deuna vezLo que más le molestaba era la limpieza aquel suelo barrido todos losdías y bien fregado para que la humedad filtrándose a través delpetate se le metiera en los huesos aquellas paredes en las que no sedejaba tener ni una mota de polvo Hasta la compañía de la suciedad lequitaban al preso Soledad completa Si allí entrasen ratas tendría elconsuelo de partir con ellas la escasa comida y hablarlas como buenascompañeras si en los rincones hubiera encontrado una araña se habríaentretenido domesticándolaNo querían en aquella sepultura otra vida que la suya Un día cómo lorecordaba Rafael un gorrión se asomó a la reja cual chiquillotravieso El bohemio de la luz y del espacio piaba como expresando laextrañeza que le producía ver allá abajo aquel pobre ser amarillento yflaco estremeciéndose de frío en pleno verano con unos cuantospañuelos anudados a las sienes y un harapo de manta ceñido a losriñones Debió asustarle aquella cara angulosa y pálida con unablancura de papel mascado le causó miedo la extraña vestidura depielroja y huyó sacudiendo sus plumas como para librarse del vaho desepultura y lana podrida que exhalaba la rejaEl único rumor de vida era el de los compañeros de cárcel que paseabanpor el patio Aquéllos al menos veían cielo libre sobre sus cabezas notragaban el aire a través de una aspillera tenían las piernas libres yno les faltaba con quien hablar Hasta allí dentro tenía la desgraciasus gradaciones El eterno descontento humano era adivinado por RafaelEnvidiaba él a los del patio considerando su situación como una de lasmás apetecibles los presos envidiaban a los de fuera a los que gozabanlibertad y los que a aquellas horas transitaban por las calles tal vezno se considerasen contentos con su suerte ambicionando quién sabecuántas cosas Tan buena que es la libertad Merecían estarpresosSe hallaba en el último escalón de la desgracia Había intentado fugarseperforando el suelo en un arranque de desesperación y la vigilanciapesaba sobre él incesante y abrumadora Si cantaba le imponíansilencio Quiso divertirse rezando con monótono canturreo las oracionesque le enseñó su madre y que sólo recordaba a trozos y le hicieroncallar Es que intentaba fingirse loco A ver mucho silencio Lequerían guardar entero sano de cuerpo y espíritu para que el verdugono operase en carne averiadaLoco No quería serlo pero el encierro la inmovilidad y aquel ranchoescaso y malo acababan con él Tenía alucinaciones algunas nochescuando cerraba los ojos molestado por la luz reglamentaria a la que encatorce meses no había podido acostumbrarse le atormentaba laestrafalaria idea de que durante el sueño sus enemigos aquellos quequerían matarle y a los que no conocía le habían vuelto el estómago delrevés Por esto le atormentaban con crueles pinchazosDe día pensaba siempre en su pasado pero con memoria tan extraviadaque creía repasar la historia de otroRecordaba su regreso al pueblecillo natal después de su primera campañacarcelaria por ciertas lesiones su renombre en todo el distrito laconcurrencia de la taberna de la plaza admirándole con entusiasmo _Québruto es Rafael_ La mejor chica del pueblo se decidía a ser su mujermás por miedo y respeto que por cariño los del Ayuntamiento lehalagaban dándole escopeta de guardia rural espoleando su brutalidadpara que la emplease en las elecciones reinaba sin obstáculos en todoel término tenía a _los otros_ los del bando caído en un puño hastaque cansados éstos se ampararon de cierto valentón que acababa dellegar también de presidio y lo colocaron frente a RafaelCristo El honor profesional estaba en peligro había que mojar laoreja a aquel individuo que le quitaba el pan Y como consecuenciainevitable vino la espera al acecho el escopetazo certero y elrematarle con la culata para que no chillase ni patalease másEn fin cosas de hombres Y como final la cárcel donde encontróantiguos compañeros el juicio en el cual todos los que antes letemían se vengaban de los miedos que habían pasado declarando contra élla terrible sentencia y aquellos malditos catorce meses aguardando quellegase de Madrid la muerte que por lo que se hacía esperar sin dudavenía en carretaNo le faltaba valor Pensaba en Juan Portela en el guapo FranciscoEsteban en todos aquellos esforzados paladines cuyas hazañas relatadasen romances había escuchado siempre con entusiasmo y se reconocía contanto redaño como ellos para afrontar el último trancePero algunas noches saltaba del petate como disparado por oculto muellehaciendo sonar su cadena con triste repiqueteo Gritaba como un niño yal mismo tiempo se arrepentía queriendo ahogar inútilmente sus gemidosEra otro el que gritaba dentro de él otro al que hasta entonces nohabía conocido que tenía miedo y lloriqueaba no calmándose hasta quebebía media docena de tazas de aquel brebaje ardiente de algarrobas ehigos que en la cárcel llamaban caféDel Rafael antiguo que deseaba la muerte para terminar pronto no quedabamás que la envoltura El nuevo formado dentro de aquella sepulturapensaba con terror que ya iban transcurridos catorce meses yforzosamente estaba próximo el fin De buena gana se conformaría a pasarotros catorce en aquella miseriaEra receloso presentía que la desgracia se,45
+Produced by Frits Devos and Distributed Proofreaders EuropeKERKHOFBLOMMEN_In De Nederlandsche Boekhandel zijn nog verschenen_Guido Gezelles Volledige Dichtwerken10 deelen ingenaaid fr 16 8 deelen gebonden fr 2550daarvan zijn afzonderlijk verkrijgbaar                                              ingenaaid  gebonden       I Dichtoefeningen                     fr 2   fr 325      II Kerkhofblommen                         2      325     III Gedichten Gezangen en Gebeden            Kleengedichtjes                      2      325      IV Liederen Eerdichten et Reliqua        2      325    VVI Tijdkrans                              4      550VIIVIII Rijmsnoer                              4      550      IX Hiawadhas Lied                        2      325       X Laatste Verzen                         2      325Kleengedichtjes 2 deeltjes met rood kader versierd klein formaat fr 1In 2 deeltjes gebonden                                               2GUIDO GEZELLEKERKHOFBLOMMENACHTSTE DRUKMet voorwoord van CAESAR GEZELLESCHOOLUITGAVEDE NEDERLANDSCHE BOEKHANDELBestuurder L H SMEDINGANTWERPEN  50 St Jacobsmarkt1906TER INLEIDING1 Guido Gezelle  _Zijn leven en zijne werken_1Guido Gezelle werd geboren te Brugge den 1en Mei 1830 Tot October 1846 washij student aan het College te Brugge en van 1846 tot 50 aan t KleinSeminarie te Rousselaere Van October 1850 tot het einde van 53 deed hijzijne priesterstudiÃn aan het Seminarie te Brugge en keerde toen alsleeraar naar Rousselaere terug hier had hij achttien jaar oud zijneerste gedrukt vers De Mandelbeke gedichtIn 1858 verscheen van hem een eerste bundel _Vlaemsche Dichtoefeningen_eene keuze uit zijne verzen sedert tien jaren en datzelfde jaar 1858dichtte en schreef hij op twee dagen tijds zijne _Kerkhofblommen_ In1862 verscheen verzameld door twee van zijne leerlingen een bundel metnaam _Gedichten Gezangen en Gebeden een Schetsboek voor VlaemscheStudenten_In 1860 keerde hij naar Brugge terug en bleef er tot 1865 onderrector enleeraar in de wijsbegeerte aan het Engelsch Seminarie en werd toenonderpastor in SintWalburgisparochie tot in 1871Den 17en Juli 1864 stichtte hij een politiek weekblad _t Jaer 30_ datin 1870 werd gestaakt en den 2en December verscheen het eerste nummer vaneen ander weekblad door hem gesticht _Rond den Heerd_ een volksblad overletterkunde wetenschap geschiedenis folklore waarvan hij tot in 1871den last heeft gedragenDen 20en September 1871 werd hij onderpastor der OLV kerk te Kortrijk_Liederen Eeredichten en Reliqua_ een derde bundel verscheen eerst in1880 doch behoort om zijnen inhoud voor het grootste deel tot de jaren186070In den eersten tijd dien hij te Kortrijk doorbracht hield hij zich alleenmet taalstudie bezig in 1860 was zijn _Noordsch en Vlaemsch Messeboekje_verschenen hij droeg veel bij tot De Bos Idioticon in 1881 stichtte hijals voortzetting van dit werk zijn eigen tijdschrift tot woordzanting enwoordverklaring _Loquela_ en in 1890 stichtte hij nog _Biekorf_ eentweewekelijksch blad voor WestVlaamsche letteren en WetenschapIn 1886 gaf hij in het Davidsfonds de Vlaamsche vertaling uit vanLongfellows _Song of Hiawatha_ de omwerking van eene eerste vertalingdoor Dr E LauwersIn 1893 laat hij het eerste van zijne twee meesterwerken _Tijdkrans_verschijnen een bundel natuurschilderingen met al te talrijkegelegenheidsgedichten en in 1896 het tweede _Rijmsnoer om en om hetjaar_ waaraan in 1900 de vijfjaarlijksche staatsprijs werd toegekendHij was in 1886 bij de stichting der Koninklijke Vlaamsche Taalkamer lidgeworden van dit genootschap op welks last hij de uitgave bezorgde van_Hennen van Merchtenens Cronicke van Brabant_ 1896 Op t laatste vanzijn leven ondernam hij de vertaling van ZDH Mgr Waffelaerts_Meditationes TheologicÃ_ en werd op 30en April 1899 naar Brugge geroepenals Bestuurder der Engelsche Augustijner Kanonikessen zes maanden laterden 17en November 1899 overleed hijHet volgende jaar verschenen zijne nagelaten gedichten in een bundel_Laatste Verzen_1 Z _Gesch d Vlaamsche Letterkunde van het jaar 1830 tot heden_ ThCoopman en L Scharpà Antwerpen 1899 10e aflevII _Zijne Taal_Schrijft Guido Gezelle WestVlaamschEr is WestVlaamsch en WestVlaamschHet eene dat men de WestVlaamsche spreektaal kan noemen is de taalzooals ze door het volk in WestVlaanderen gesproken wordt en dieverschilt van stad tot stad van dorp tot dorp Deze taal of talenliever zijn niet _het_ WestVlaamsch maar de WestVlaamschegewestspraken die bestaan nevens de OostVlaamsche de AntwerpscheLimburgsche en BrabantscheOp de grenzen dier gouwen loopen de dialekten in malkaar en langs eenegamme van kleine verschillen worden ze op den duur zóó verschillenddat de Vlamingen van ÃÃne gouw voor die van eene andere somtijdsmoeilijk te verstaan zijn zoo zal bijvb een bewoner van deWestVlaamsche polders meestal niet eenen Kempenaar verstaan1Daarnevens werd in WestVlaanderen,0
+Produced by Daniel FromontTranscribers note Mrs Hungerford 18551897 _A Bachelors Dream_Prudential Book Co no date of publicationA BACHELORS DREAMBYTHE DUCHESSNEW YORKTHE PRUDENTIALBOOK COA BACHELORS DREAMCHAPTER INow what can be done said the Doctor Thats the question What onearth can I do about itHe put this question emphatically with an energetic blow of his glovedhand upon his knee and seemed very desirous of receiving an answeralthough he was jogging along alone in his comfortable brougham Butthe Doctor was perplexed and wanted some one to help him out of hisdifficulty He was a bachelor and knew therefore that it was of no useletting Patrick drive him home in search of a confidant for at homethe ruling genius of his household was his housekeeper Mrs JessopShe was a most excellent creature an invaluable manager of the housethe tradespeople and the maidservants and a splendid cook theDoctor appreciated her highly but he was not disposed to ask heradvice or to invite her consolationHe beat his knee a little harder frowned more severely finally letdown the window put out his head and called smartlyPatrickSir Patrick pulled up the slim cleanlimbed brown horse as quicklyas he could in the midst of the hurrying vehicles and hucksters stallswhich are usually to be found in the Essex Road at about seven oclockon Saturday evening and looked questioningly down at his masterDont go home Drive me to Petersham Villa said Dr BrudenellPatrick obeyed rather sulkily He did not know what his master couldpossibly want at Petersham Villawhere he had already been once thatdayand he did know that he himself was exceedingly hungry anddesirous of getting home He gave the brown horse an undeserved cutover the ears with his whip and when he pulled up he did so with ajerk which he might easily have avoidedI shant be many minutes said the Doctor alighting in front of acomfortablelooking wellkept house with red gleams of firelightshining from its parlor windows Walk the horse up and down to keepthe cold off but dont go farIts cowld enough well both be Im thinkin muttered Patrickgathering up the reins with a shiver for it was really a very coldevening indeed damp and gray with a biting east windIf the Doctor heard this complaint he did not heed it his policybeing when his henchman was attacked with a fit of grumbling to lethim recover his goodtemper at his leisure He had hurried up thesnowwhite flight of steps given a vigorous knock at the door andbeing admitted by a neat maidservant was asking if Mrs Leslie wereat home Hearing that she was he crossed the hall with an air of beingperfectly at home and after tapping at the door entered the parlorcausing a lady who was making tea to utter an exclamation of surpriseand a young lady who was making toast before the glowing fire to drop adeliciouslybrowned slice of bread into the cindersWhy Doctorthe teamaker extended a plump hand goodnaturedlyyouagain You are just in time for a cup of tea I believe you came onpurposeHardly that but I shall be glad of one if I may have it MrsLeslie the Doctor returned emulating her light tone as well as hecould and after shaking hands with the younger lady who got up fromher knees to greet him he took a seat near the round table not in thewellworn cozy armchair in the snuggest corner of the snug roomwhich with its gorgeous dressinggown thrown across it and slipperswarming before the fire wad evidently sacred to somebody elseOf coursealthough I fancy you rather despise it as a rule Not a bitlike my TomAh you see Im not like Tom in having some one to make it for meWell thats your fault I suppose said the lively womanvivaciously as she deftly handled the shining copper kettle I toldKate it was your knock but she wouldnt believe that you could honorus with two visits in one dayI thought Doctor Brudenells time was too valuable observed Katequietly as she resumed her toastingShe was not nearly so pretty as her sister although Mrs Leslie wasthe elder of the two by twelve years Maria Leslie had taken life soeasily and turned such a bright face to all its ups and downs thattime had rewarded her at forty by making her look six or seven yearsyounger A downright pretty woman she was brighteyed brightcheekedbrighthaired and so plump and merry that it was a pleasure to look ather Kate Merritt was smaller darker more grave and less attractivealtogether Doctor Brudenell liked them both but he preferred theelder as most people did He enjoyed a visit to Petersham Villaitwas almost the only house with whose inhabitants he was upon reallyeasy and familiar terms for he was by nature a shy and retiring manHe had got into the habit of confiding in cheerful Mrs Leslie but heseldom talked to Kate who was too diffident to make him forget that healso was inclined to be shy Indeed he thought so little about her thathe had not even a suspicion that in her quiet cool selfcontrolledpersistent way she had made up her mind to marry him Mrs Leslie didknow it and often rated her sister soundly on the subject with even atouch of contempt sometimesYou are most absurd to keep that silly notion fixed in your head shewould declare impatiently He doesnt care a straw for you childHavent you wit enough to see that If he only knew what a goose youwere hed pay you the compliment of thinking you crazy I tell youHes a good fellowthe best fellow in the world after my Tombuttheres something odd about him in that way Cant you see that hehardly knows one woman from another you silly child I dont for mypart believe that the man has ever been in love in his life at allMrs Leslie was penetrative but in this matter she was wrong for ifGeorge Brudenell had been asked he would probably have confessed thathe had been in love twice True his first passion had been conceivedat the age,18
+Produced by Kevin Handy Barbara Kosker John HagersonChrome and the Online Distributed Proofreading Team athttpwwwpgdpnet  THE ECONOMIC ASPECTS OF GEOLOGY  C K LEITH  UNIVERSITY OF WISCONSIN  Illustration  NEW YORK  HENRY HOLT AND COMPANY  COPYRIGHT 1921  BY  HENRY HOLT AND COMPANY  _August 1923_  PRINTED IN THE U S ACONTENTS                                                                  PAGE  CHAPTER I INTRODUCTION                                            1    SURVEY OF FIELD                                                  1    ECONOMIC APPLICATIONS OF THE SEVERAL BRANCHES OF GEOLOGY      AND OF OTHER SCIENCES                                          3      Mineralogy and petrology                                       3      Stratigraphy and paleontology                                  4      Structural geology                                             5      Physiography                                                   6      Rock alterations or metamorphism                              10      Application of other sciences                                 10    TREATMENT OF THE SUBJECT IN THIS VOLUME                         11  CHAPTER II THE COMMON ELEMENTS MINERALS AND  ROCKS OF THE EARTH AND THEIR ORIGINS                              13    RELATIVE ABUNDANCE OF THE PRINCIPAL ELEMENTS OF THE      LITHOSPHERE                                                   13    RELATIVE ABUNDANCE OF THE PRINCIPAL MINERALS OF THE      LITHOSPHERE                                                   14    RELATIVE ABUNDANCE OF THE PRINCIPAL ROCKS OF THE LITHOSPHERE    16    WATER HYDROSPHERE                                             18    SOILS AND CLAYS                                                 18    COMPARISON OF LISTS OF MOST ABUNDANT ROCKS AND MINERALS WITH      COMMERCIAL ROCKS AND MINERALS                                 18    THE ORIGIN OF COMMON ROCKS AND MINERALS                         18,0
+Produced by Sébastien Blondeel Carlo Traverso PierreLacaze and the Online Distributed Proofreading Team athttpwwwpgdpnet This file was produced from imagesgenerously made available by the Bibliothèque nationalede France BnFGallica at httpgallicabnffrLES MYSTÈRES DU PEUPLETOME ITravailleurs qui ont concouru à la publication du volume_Protes et Imprimeurs_ Richard Morris Stanislas DondeyDupréNicolas Mock Jules Desmarets Louis Dessoins Michel Choque CharlesMennecier Victor Peseux Georges Masquin Romain Sibillat AlphonsePerrève Hy père Marcq fils Verjeau Adolphe Lemaître AugusteMignot Benjamin_Clicheurs_ Curmer et ses ouvriers_Fabricants de papiers_ Maubanc et ses ouvriers Desgranges et sesouvriers_Artistes Dessinateurs_ Charpentier Castelli_Artistes Graveurs_ Ottweil Langlois_Planeurs dacier_ Héran et ses ouvriers_Imprimeurs en tailledouce_ Drouart et ses ouvriers_Fabricants pour les primes Associations fraternelles dHorlogers etdouvriers en Bronze_ Boudry Duchâteau Deschiens_Employés à lAdministration_ Maubanc Gavet Berthier HenriRostaing Jamot Blain Rousseau Toussaint Rodier SwinnensPorcheron Gavet fils Dallet Delaval Renoux de Paris GiraudierBassin de Lyon Wellen Bonniol Etchegorey Plantier deBordeauxLa liste sera ultérieurement complétée dès que nos fabricants et noscorrespondants des départements nous auront envoyé les noms desouvriers et des employés qui concourent avec eux à la publication et àla propagation de louvrage_Le Directeur de lAdministration_ Maurice La ChatreTyp DondeyDupré rue SaintLouis 46 au MaraisLES MYSTÈRES DU PEUPLE OU HISTOIRE DUNE FAMILLE DE PROLÉTAIRESÀ TRAVERS LES AGES PAR EUGÈNE SUE     Il nest pas une réforme religieuse politique ou sociale que     nos pères naient été forcés de conquérir de siècle en siècle au     prix de leur sang par linsurrectionTOME ISPLENDIDE ÉDITION ILLUSTRÉE DE GRAVURES SUR ACIERON SABONNE À LADMINISTRATION DE LIBRARIE RUE NOTREDAME DESVICTOIRES 32 PRÈS LA BOURSEPARIS 1849LESMYSTÈRES DU PEUPLEouHISTOIRE DUNE FAMILLE DE PROLÉTAIRESÀ TRAVERS LES AGESINTRODUCTIONLE CASQUE DE DRAGONLANNEAU DU FORÇATouLA FAMILLE LEBRENN18481849CHAPITRE PREMIER     Comment en février 1848 M Marik Lebrenn marchand de toile     rue SaintDenis avait pour enseigne _lÉpée de Brennus_Des     choses extraordinaires que Gildas Pakou garçon de magasin     remarqua dans la maison de son patronComment à propos dun     colonel de dragons Gildas Pakou raconte à Jeanike la fille de     boutique une terrible histoire de trois moines rouges vivant il     y a près de mille ansComment Jeanike répond à Gildas que le     temps des moines rouges est passé et que le temps des _omnibus_     est venuComment Jeanike qui faisait ainsi lesprit fort est     non moins épouvantée que Gildas Pakou à propos dune carte de     visiteLe 23 février 1848 époque à laquelle la France depuis plusieurs jourset Paris surtout depuis la veille étaient profondément agités par laquestion des banquets réformistes lon voyait rue SaintDenis nonloin du boulevard une boutique assez vaste surmontée de cetteenseigne     _M Lebrenn marchand de toile À lÉpée de Brennus_En effet un tableau assez bien peint représentait ce trait si connudans lhistoire le chef de larmée gauloise _Brennus_ dun airfarouche et hautain jetait son épée dans lun des plateaux de labalance où se trouvait la rançon de Rome vaincue par nos pères lesGaulois il y a deux mille ans et plusOn sétait autrefois beaucoup diverti dans le quartier SaintDenisde lenseigne belliqueuse du marchand de toile puis lon avait oubliélenseigne pour reconnaître que M Marik Lebrenn était le meilleurhomme du monde bon époux bon père de famille quil vendait à justeprix dexcellente marchandise entre autres de superbe toile deBretagne tirée de son pays natal Que dire de plus Ce dignecommerçant payait régulièrement ses billets se montrait avenant etserviable envers tout le monde remplissait à la grande satisfactionde ses _chers camarades_ les fonctions de capitaine en premier de lacompagnie de grenadiers de son bataillon aussi étaitil généralementfort aimé dans son quartier dont il pouvait se dire un des_notables_Or donc par une assez froide matinée le 23 février les volets dumagasin de toile furent selon lhabitude enlevés par le garçon deboutique aidé de la servante tous deux Bretons comme leur patronM Lebrenn qui prenait toujours ses serviteurs dans son paysLa servante fraîche et jolie fille de vingt ans sappelait_Jeanike_ Le garçon de magasin nommé _Gildas Pakou_ jeune etrobuste gars du pays de Vannes avait une figure candide et un peuétonnée car il nhabitait Paris que depuis deux jours il parlaittrèssuffisamment français mais dans ses entretiens avec Jeanike _sapayse_ il préférait causer en basbreton lancienne langue gauloiseou peu sen faut1Note 1 Sil sest conservé quelque part des bardes chanteurspopulaires et des bardes en possession de traditions druidiques çana pu être que dans lArmorique _la Bretagne_ dans cette provincequi a formé pendant plusieurs siècles un état indépendant et quimalgré sa réunion à la France _est restée_ gauloise _de physionomiede costume et de langage jusquà nos jours_ Ampère _Histoirelittéraire_ professée en 1839 au collége de FranceNous traduirons donc lentretien des deux commensaux de la maisonLebrennGildas Pakou semblait pensif quoiquil soccupât de transporter àlintérieur de la boutique les volets du dehors il sarrêta même uninstant au milieu du magasin dun air profondément absorbé les deuxbras et le menton appuyés sur la carre de lun des contrevents quilvenait de décrocherMais à quoi pensezvous donc là Gildas lui dit JeanikeMa fille réponditil dun air méditatif et presque comique vousrappelezvous la chanson du pays _Geneviève de Rustefan_2Note 2 _Chants populaires de la Bretagne_ par M deVillemerqué Il fait remonter au quatorzième ou quinzième siècle cettechanson que les chanteurs ambulants ou barz anciens bardes chantentencore de nos jours en Bretagne Nous aurons sujet de revenir surlexcellent ouvrage de M de VillemerquéCertainement jai été bercée avec cela elle commence ainsi    Quand le petit Jean gardait ses moutons    Il ne songeait guère à être prêtreEh bien Jeanike je suis comme le petit Jean Quand jétais àVannes je ne songeais guère à ce que je verrais à ParisEt que voyezvous donc ici de si surprenant GildasTout JeanikeVraimentEt bien dautres choses encoreCest beaucoupÉcoutez plutôt Ma mère mavait dit Gildas monsieur Lebrennnotre compatriote à qui je vends la toile que nous tissons auxveillées te prend,13
+Produced by Bryan Ness Louise Pattison and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet Thisfile was produced from images generously made availableby The Internet ArchiveAmerican LibrariesA CHRISTMAS FAGGOTIllustration THAT AT THE NAME OF JESUS EVERY KNEE SHOULD BOW CrossTO THE GLORY OF GOD THE FATHERA CHRISTMAS FAGGOTBYALFRED GURNEY MAVICAR OF S BARNABAS PIMLICOAUTHOR OF THE VISION OF THE EUCHARIST AND OTHER POEMS ETC  The Darling of the world is come  And fit it is we finde a roome  To welcome Him The nobler part  Of all the house here is the heart  Which we will give Him and bequeath  This hollie and this ivie wreath  To do Him honour whos our King  The Lord of all this revelling                  HERRICK _A Christmas Carol_LONDONKEGAN PAUL TRENCH  CO 1 PATERNOSTER SQUARE1884_The rights of translation and of reproduction are reserved_             _TO_        _MY GODCHILDREN_  ETHEL               ALBINIA  CYRIL               BASIL  BERTRAM             WILFRID  LOUISE              HELEN            ARTHUR  When the Angel of the waters    With a gold and silver wing  Gently stirred the wave baptismal    Heard ye not their carolling  Who of old to Eastern shepherds    Heralded their King  To the shepherds of His people    Still those angelvoices tell  How Gods river feeds the fountain    Opened by Emmanuel  Yielding the baptismal waters    Of salvations well  Children you have passed those waters    Lovebegotten from the dead  Will you make a gallant promise    When my verses you have read  We will trace lifes lovely river    To the FountainheadLOCH LEVEN 1884PREFACEMost of the following poems have appeared in the S Barnabas ParishMagazine For my godchildren and my people I have made them up into alittle bundle of sticksa Christmas faggot to feed the fires in thewinter palace of our KingIt is the Incarnation that justifies all joy and song is the expressionof joy The Gospel Songs all celebrate the Great Nativity Birth andmarriage are the occasions most sacred to mirth and music among men andChristmas is at once the Birthday and the Marriage Festival of HumanityGlad and thankful shall I be if any song of mine should help to fan theflame of rejoicing love in any Christian heart at this holy and happyseasonCONTENTS                                           PAGEYULE TIDE                                    1THE MADONNA DI SAN SISTO                     6BETHLEHEM GATE                              11SAINT JOSEPH                                16A CRADLE SONG                               18A CRADLED CHILD                             23AN EMPTY CRADLE                             26NEW YEARS EVE                              28THE VICTIM                                  30THE DAYSMAN                                 33THE PHYSICIAN                               36THE POET                                    40THREE SISTERS                               43A CHRISTMAS PUZZLE                          46FOUR EPIPHANIES,3
+Produced by Ron SwansonTHE GLOWWORM AND OTHER BEETLESBOOKS BY J HENRI FABRETHE LIFE OF THE SPIDERTHE LIFE OF THE FLYTHE MASONBEESBRAMBLEBEES AND OTHERSTHE HUNTING WASPSTHE LIFE OF THE CATERPILLARTHE LIFE OF THE GRASSHOPPERTHE SACRED BEETLE AND OTHERSTHE MASONWASPSTHE GLOWWORM AND OTHER BEETLESTHE GLOWWORM AND OTHER BEETLESBYJ HENRI FABRETRANSLATED BY ALEXANDER TEIXEIRA DE MATTOSFELLOW OF THE ZOOLOGICAL SOCIETY OF LONDONNEW YORKDODD MEAD AND COMPANY1924COPYRIGHT 1919BY DODD MEAD AND COMPANY INCCONTENTS                                                     PAGE    I THE GLOWWORM                    1   II THE SITARES                    28  III THE PRIMARY LARVA OF THE SITARES          46   IV THE PRIMARY LARVA OF THE OILBEETLES        84    V HYPERMETAMORPHOSIS                109   VI CEROCOMÆ MYLABRES AND ZONITES          144  VII THE CAPRICORN                  185 VIII THE PROBLEM OF THE SIREX             207   IX THE DUNGBEETLES OF THE PAMPAS          235    X INSECT COLOURING                 273   XI THE BURYINGBEETLES THE BURIAL         294  XII THE BURYINGBEETLES EXPERIMENTS         319 XIII THE GIANT SCARITES                352  XIV THE SIMULATION OF DEATH             370   XV SUICIDE OR HYPNOSIS               390  XVI THE CRIOCERES                  411 XVII THE CRIOCERES _continued_           428XVIII THE CLYTHRÆ                   446  XIX THE CLYTHRÆ THE EGG               463TRANSLATORS NOTEThis is the second volume on Beetles in the complete English editionof Henri Fabres entomological works The first is entitled _TheSacred Beetle and Others_ the second and the third will be known as_The Life of the Weevil_ and _More Beetles_ respectively_The Glowworm_ which gives its name to the present book did notform part of the _Souvenirs entomologiques_ as originally publishedIt is one of two essays written specially at my request fortranslation into English towards the close of Henri Fabres life infact this and _The Antlion_ a short essay for children were thelast works that came from the veteran authors pen _The Glowworm_appeared first in the _Century Magazine_ Of the remaining chaptersseveral have appeared in various periodicals notably the _EnglishReview_ and in _Land and Water_ the editor and proprietors of whichadmirable weekly have shown the most enlightened interest in FabresworkA part of the chapter entitled _The Dungbeetles of the Pampas_figures in Messrs Adam  Charles Blacks volume _The Life and Loveof the Insect_ New York the Macmillan Co translated by myselfand the chapters on the Capricorn and Buryingbeetles will be found inMr T Fisher Unwins volume _The Wonders of Instinct_ New York theCentury Co translated by myself and Mr Bernard Miall which alsocontains _The Glowworm_ These chapters are included in the presentedition by consent of and arrangement with the publishers namedLastly Mr Bernard Miall has earned my gratitude by the valuableassistance which he has given me in preparing the translation of thegreater part of this volumeALEXANDER TEIXEIRA DE MATTOSCHELSEA _5 September_ 1919CHAPTER ITHE GLOWWORMFew insects in our climes vie in popular fame with the Glowworm thatcurious little animal which to celebrate the little joys of lifekindles a beacon at its tailend Who does not know it at least byname Who has not seen it roam amid the grass like a spark fallenfrom the moon at its full The Greeks of old called it Greeklampouris meaning the brighttailed Science employs the same termit calls the lanternbearer _Lampyris noctiluca_ LIN In this casethe common name is inferior to the scientific phrase which whentranslated becomes both expressive and accurateIn fact we might easily cavil at the word worm The Lampyris is nota worm at all not even in general appearance He has six short legswhich he well knows how to use he is a gadabout a trotabout Inthe adult state the male is correctly garbed in wingcases like thetrue Beetle that he is The female is an illfavoured thing who knowsnaught of the delights of flying all her life long she retains thelarval shape which for the rest is similar to that of the male whohimself is imperfect so long as he has not achieved the maturity thatcomes with pairingtime Even in this initial stage the word wormis out of place We French have the expression Naked as a worm topoint to the lack of any defensive covering Now the Lampyris isclothed that is to say he wears an epidermis of some consistencymoreover he is rather richly coloured his body is dark brown allover set off with,52
+Produced by Stephen Hope Barbara Kosker Joseph Cooperand the Online Distributed Proofreading Team athttpwwwpgdpnet A BIRDLOVER IN THE WEST BY OLIVE THORNE MILLER BOSTON AND NEW YORK HOUGHTON MIFFLIN AND COMPANY The Riverside Press Cambridge 1900 Copyright 1894 BY H M MILLER _All rights reserved_ _The Riverside Press Cambridge Mass U S A_ Electrotyped and Printed by H O Houghton  CoINTRODUCTORYThe studies in this volume were all made as the title indicates in theWest part of them in Colorado 1891 in Utah 1893 and the remainder1892 in what I have called The Middle Country being Southern Ohioand West only relatively to New England and New York where most of mystudies have been madeSeveral chapters have appeared in the Atlantic Monthly and othermagazines and in the Independent and Harpers Bazar while othersare now for the first time published OLIVE THORNE MILLERCONTENTS IN THE ROCKY MOUNTAINS                                                                PAGE     I CAMPING IN COLORADO                                         3    II IN THE COTTONWOODS                                         17           Western woodpewee _Contopus richardsonii_           Western house wren _Troglodytes aëdon aztecus_           Towhee _Pipilo erythrophthalmus_   III AN UPROAR OF SONG                                          32           Western meadowlark _Sturnella magna neglecta_           Horned lark _Otocoris alpestris leucolæma_           Yellow warbler _Dendroica æstiva_           Western woodpewee _Contopus richardsonii_           Hummingbird _Trochilus colubris_           Longtailed chat _Icteria virens longicauda_    IV THE TRAGEDY OF A NEST                                      42           Longtailed chat _Icteria virens longicauda_     V A FEAST OF FLOWERS                                         52    VI A CINDERELLA AMONG FLOWERS                                 60   VII CLIFFDWELLERS IN THE CAÑON                                70           Cañon wren _Catherpes mexicanus conspersus_           American dipper _Cinclus mexicanus_ IN THE MIDDLE COUNTRY  VIII AT FOUR OCLOCK IN THE MORNING                             95           Purple grackle _Quiscalus quiscula_           Mourning dove _Zenaidura macroura_           Redheaded woodpecker _Melanerpes erythrocephalus_           Blue jay _Cyanocitta cristata_           Cardinal grosbeak _Cardinalis cardinalis_           American robin _Merula migratoria_           Goldenwing woodpecker _Colaptes auratus_           House sparrow _Passer domesticus_    IX THE LITTLE REDBIRDS                                       113           Cardinal grosbeak _Cardinalis cardinalis_           House sparrow _Passer domesticus_     X THE CARDINALS NEST                                       119           Cardinal grosbeak _Cardinalis cardinalis_,10
+Produced by David Garcia C St Charleskindt and theOnline Distributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetThis file was produced from images generously madeavailable by The Kentuckiana Digital LibraryBy William Vaughn Moody  GLOUCESTER MOORS and Other Poems 12mo 125  THE FIREBRINGER 12mo 110 _net_ Postage 8 cents  THE MASQUE OF JUDGMENT 12mo 150  THE GREAT DIVIDE 12mo 100 _net_ Postage 10 cents  THE FAITH HEALER 12mo 100 _net_ Postage 10 cents  HOUGHTON MIFFLIN COMPANY  BOSTON AND NEW YORKGLOUCESTER MOORSAND OTHER POEMSBYWILLIAM VAUGHN MOODYIllustration TOUT BIEN OU RIENBOSTON AND NEW YORKHOUGHTON MIFFLIN COMPANYThe Riverside Press CambridgeCOPYRIGHT 1901 BY WILLIAM VAUGHN MOODYALL RIGHTS RESERVEDNOTESeveral poems of this collection including An Ode in Time ofHesitation The Brute and On a Soldier Fallen in thePhilippines have appeared in the _Atlantic Monthly_ GloucesterMoors and Faded Pictures in _Scribners Magazine_ and The RideBack under a different title in the _ChapBook_ The author isindebted to the editors of these periodicals for leave to reprintCONTENTS                                                    PAGE  GLOUCESTER MOORS                                     1  GOOD FRIDAY NIGHT                                    5  ROADHYMN FOR THE START                              9  AN ODE IN TIME OF HESITATION                        12  THE QUARRY                                          22  ON A SOLDIER FALLEN IN THE PHILIPPINES              24  UNTIL THE TROUBLING OF THE WATERS                   26  JETSAM                                              39  THE BRUTE                                           49  THE MENAGERIE                                       55  THE GOLDEN JOURNEY                                  62  HEARTS WILDFLOWER                                 65  HARMONICS                                           67  ON THE RIVER                                        68  THE BRACELET OF GRASS                               70  THE DEPARTURE                                       72  FADED PICTURES                                      74  A GREY DAY                                          75  THE RIDE BACK                                       76  SONGFLOWER AND POPPY                               80    I IN NEW,3
+Produced by Greg Weeks Stephen Blundell and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetTULANBy C C MacAPP    _To disobey the orders of the       Council of Four was unthinkable     to a Space Admiral of the old      school But the trouble was        the school system had changed       A man a fighter an Admiral     had to think for himself now if          his people were to live_While facing the Council of Four his restraint had not slipped butafterward shaking with fury the Admiral of the Fleets of Sennechslammed halfway down the long flight of stone steps before he realizedsomeone was at his elbow He slowed Forgive me Jezef They made me somad I forgot you were waitingJezef adjutant through most of Tulans career and for some yearsbrotherinlaw as well was shorter and less harshly carved than hissuperior So they wouldnt listen to you Not even GrefenEven Grefen That vote had stabbed deepest of allJezef took it with the detachment that still irritated Tulan The endof a hundred years of dreams and we go back under the yoke Welltheyve always been soft mastersThey reached the ground cars Before getting into his own Tulan saidcoldly Since youre so philosophical about it youll be a good one tobear the sight of men saying goodbye to their families Were to takefull crews to Coar and surrender them with the ships Requisition whathelp you need and get everybody aboard by noon tomorrowJezef saluted with a hint of amused irony and left                                   Whipping through the dark icy streets Tulan smiled sourly thinking howSennechs scientists had reversed themselves on the theory of hyperspacenow that Coar had demonstrated its existence Maybe the Council wasright in mistrusting their current notions As for himself he saw onlytwo things to consider that with Coar swinging behind the sun theaccuracy of her new weapon had gone to pot and that before she wasclear again he could pound her into surrenderHis swift campaigns had already smashed her flabby fleets and driven theremnants from space but the Council faced with the destruction andcasualties from just a few days of the weird surprise bombardment wascowedHed spent the previous night at home but wasnt going back now havingdecided to make his farewell by visiphone It was the thing he dreadedmost or most immediately so as soon as he reached the flagship he wentto his quarters to get it over withAnatus eyesthe same eyes as Jezefslooked at him out of the screenfilling him with the familiar awkward worship Youve heard he askedfinallyYes You wont be home before you goNo I  He abandoned the lie hed prepared I just didnt feel upto itShe accepted that Ill wake the boysNo Its Something happened to his throatShe watched him for a moment You wont be back from Coar Youve _got_to speak to themHe nodded This wasnt going according to plan hed intended it to bebrief and controlled Damn it he told himself Im Admiral of theFleets Ive no right to feelings like this He straightened and knewhe looked right when the two sleepy stares occupied the screenTheir hair was stiff and stubborn like his own so that they wore itcropped in the same military cut It could have stood a brush right nowThey were quiet knowing enough of what was wrong to be frightenedHe spoke carefully Im going to Coar to talk to them about stoppingthe war I want you to look after things while Im away All rightAll right Dad The older one was putting on a brave front for thebenefit of the younger and his mother but the tears showedAs Tulan cut the connection he saw that Anatus eyes were moist too andrealized with surprise that hed never before in all the years seenher cry He watched the last faint images fade from the screen                                   Sometime near dawn he gave up trying to sleep dressed and begancomposing orders Presently Jezef came in with cups of steaming amberliquid They sipped in silence for a while then Jezef asked Youveheard about GrefenTulan felt something knot inside him He shook his head dreading whathe knew was comingHe killed himself last night Jezef saidTulan remembered the agony in the old Minister of Wars eyes when hedvoted for surrender Grefen had been Admiral in his day the prototypeof integrity and a swift sledgehammer in a fight and Tulans firstcombat had been under him A symbol of the Fleet Tulan reflected andhis death yes that too was a symbolwhat was there but shame insurrender for a man or a fleet or a worldHis hand clenched crumpling the paper it was resting on He smoothedthe paper and reread the order hed been writing He visualized theproud ranks of his crewmen reduced to ragged lines shuffling towardprison or executionIt seemed impossible against the laws of nature that men should strivemightily and win then be awarded the losers prize His anger began toreturn Ive a mind to defy the Government and only take skeletoncrews he said Leave the married men at leastJezef shrugged Theyd only be bundled into transports and sent afterusYes Damn it I wont be a party to it All they did was carry outtheir orders and superbly at thatJezef watched him with something like curiosity Youd disobey theCouncil YouTulan felt himself flush Ive told you before disciplines anecessity to me not a religion Nevertheless Jezefs question wasntunfair up to now it really hadnt occurred to him,41
+Produced by Curtis Weyant David Wilson and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet Thisfile was produced from images generously made availableby The Internet ArchiveAmerican LibrariesSPRAYS OF SHAMROCKSPRAYS OF SHAMROCKBY CLINTON SCOLLARDPORTLAND MAINETHE MOSHER PRESSMDCCCCXIVCOPYRIGHTCLINTON SCOLLARD1914CONTENTS                                         PAGE  MUCKROSS                                  3  THE HILL OF MAEVE                         5  AT KILLYBEGS                              7  THE CRIPPLE                               8  AN EXILE                                  9  ABBEYDORNEY                              10  A SONG FOR JOYCES COUNTRY               12  BALLAD OF PROTESTANTS LEAP              14  ETCHING AT NIGHT                         16  THE SPECTRAL ROWERS                      17  TYRCONNELL                               18  THE WAY OF THE CROSS                     19  THE ISLE OF DOOM                         20  DESMOND                                  21  THE LITTLE CREEK COONANA                 22  ODONNELL ABOO                           23  NIGHTFALL IN SLIGO                       24  CARROWMORE                               26  ON CARAGH LAKE                           27  RAHINANE                                 28  THE WIND OF MOURNE                       29  MAN AND MAID                             30  THE HUNTER                               32  RAIN SONG                                33  A ROVER                                  34  QUEENS                                   35  THE WONDERS                              36  AT MONAREE                               37  HEATHER SONG                             38  OFF CONNEMARA,3
+Produced by C St Charleskindt and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet This file wasproduced from images generously made available by TheInternet ArchiveAmerican LibrariesTHEHONEST AMERICAN VOTERSLITTLE CATECHISMFOR1880BYBLYTHE HARDINGCopyrighted 1880NEW YORKJohn Polhemus Publisher 102 Nassau StreetPREFACEI was invited the other day to take down as Stenographer whatpurported to be a discussion upon some general political topics andmore especially on the forthcoming presidential election One of thedisputants entrenched himself in what I believe scholars call theSocratic method that is he _pumped_ his supposed antagonist dryWhether the world at large may think the dialogue as funny as I didmyself I can form no opinion It is to solve this question that Igive it to the publicBLYTHE HARDINGNEW YORK _August 31st 1880_THE DIALOGUEWhat is a republicA state or Union of states in which the people holds supremepowerHow does the people exercise this powerThrough men elected for this purposeWhat are these men calledSenators and members of Congress or CongressmenIs there a head or chief in a republicCertainlyWhat is he calledThe PresidentMust the President be electedYes by the peopleWho declares the voice of the people in this matterThe electors of the different states appointed to do it by thepeopleIs it necessary that the whole people should agree on one man in orderto elect himNo it only needs a majority of the nation voting through theelectorsDo the votes of the electors generally follow the voice of the peoplein the different statesThey ought to follow itAre the electors considered bound to vote as the majority of thepeople in their different states directUndoubtedly they areThen it is fair to say that the vote of a majority of the electorsshow which way the majority of the people votedThats a simple question Why of courseWhat are the duties of the PresidentTo mind the business of the nation and his own tooAnything elseIsnt that enoughWell but what is that businessThe business of the nationYesHe makes treaties weeds out old political hacks and sends themon embassies where they cannot annoy him and have nothing to doappoints Judges of the Supreme Court like Joe Bradley when he wantsto play eighttoseven commands the army and navy gets fiftythousand dollars a year takes all the presents he can get livesin the White House and does a kind of general housekeeping businessfor the countryI was not talking of Grant Let that go Does he do anything elseYes if he comes from Ohio he fills nearly every place hes gotto give away with lean hungry Ohio men so that you can get a whiffof that state all over Washington and in a good many other placestoo any time of the day or nightReally I dont understand you All our Presidents do not come fromOhio or IllinoisThank God they dontJust tell me what the Senators have to doTo prevent Congressmen from making fools of themselvesAnything elseYes to keep an eye on the jobs Congressmen are always tryingto put throughWhat are the duties of CongressmenGod knows I dont think they do themselvesWhat should you thinkFrom the way they go on I should say to make a grab wheneverthey canWho is now President of the United StatesSamuel J TildenThat is a mistake The present President of the United States isRutherford B HayesHe is is he Yes just about as much as Im owner of Central Parkwhen I sit down on a bench thereWhat do you meanI mean to say a man cant be President of this country unless heis elected and Hayes was never electedWho was elected thenWhy Samuel J Tilden to be sureThen how did Hayes get inHe had some statesmen working for him who kept the right manout and pushed him inDo you really mean thatAs certain as deathVery strange Who were these statesmen I suppose you mean hisfriendsFriends indeed Yes like wolves are to sheepIs Mr Hayes a sheepThe people that put him where he is have made him sheepish enoughbut he isnt a sheep His hide is too thick for that He would be amule _only he isnt quite big enough_Ah You have a strange way of expressing yourself But tell me whowere his friends as you call themThe same men that worked GrantWhat do you mean by working GrantPutting a pair of blinkers on him and then stealing everythingthey could lay their hands on and then when they were going to beturned out stealing the presidency so as to get another hack atthe swagReally this language sounds dreadful I dont understand it butI suppose you mean rightMean right I should think I do I _am_ right Only in talking ofthieves I am using the language of thieves They simply wanted tokeep their places and go on plundering the peopleSpeaking about General Grant what kind of a President was heThe best judge of whiskey cigars and horses that ever steppedinto the White HouseHeavens how dull you are Im not talking about whiskey and cigarsI mean what were his giftsGifts to whom I never heard that he made any gifts He tookeverything offered him from a brownstone front downwards until itgot to a bullpup with the expressage unpaidthere he stoppedShall I ever get you to understand me I mean had he any goodqualitiesYes he had He wore a padlock on his mouth was a rattling fighterand stuck to his friends In fact he was generally bullheaded _asit were_Good enough But these are not the qualities I am speaking of I meanqualities that the people look for in a President Perhaps stickingto his friends may have been one What do you mean by thatWhat do I mean Why screening and protecting a set of rascals nothalf as honest as ninetenths of the men in jail for robberyDo you mean me to understand by screening that he did what they dowith coal sift out the little ones and keep in the big onesNot at all There was no sift to Grant he stuck to the wholelot until the Republican party told him he must either let them goor lose the countryBy the way are the Republicans good peopleYes just as,70
+Produced by Irma Spehar and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetHOW TO MAKE RUGS    Illustration LOOM WARPED FOR WEAVINGHow to Make Rugs_By_CANDACE WHEELERAuthor of Principles of Home Decoration etcILLUSTRATED    IllustrationNEW YORKDOUBLEDAY PAGE  COMPANY1908Copyright 1900By CANDACE WHEELERCopyright 1902By DOUBLEDAY PAGE  COPublished October 1902CONTENTSFOREWORD HOME INDUSTRIES AND DOMESTIC MANUFACTURESCHAPTER   I   RUG WEAVING                       19  II   THE PATTERN                       33 III   DYEING                            45  IV   INGRAIN CARPET RUGS               57   V   WOVEN RAG PORTIERES               67  VI   WOOLEN RUGS                       79 VII   COTTON RUGS                       99VIII   LINSEY WOOLSEY                   113NEIGHBOURHOOD INDUSTRIES AFTER WORD     125LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONSLoom Warped for Weaving             _Frontispiece_                                       FACING PAGEWeaving                                         20The Onteora Rug                                 36The Lois Rug                                    52Sewed Fringe for Woven Portiere                 72Knotted Warp Fringe for Woven Tablecover       72Isle La Motte Rug                               90Greek Border in Red and Black                  108Braided and Knotted Fringe                     108Diamond Border in Red and Black                108The Lucy Rug                                   128FOREWORDHOME INDUSTRIES AND DOMESTIC MANUFACTURESThe subject of Home Industries is beginning to attract the attentionof those who are interested in political economy and the generalwelfare of the country and thoughtful people are asking themselveswhy in all the length and breadth of America there are nowellestablished and prosperous domestic manufacturesWe have no articles of use or luxury made in _homes_ which are objectsof commercial interchange or sources of family profit To this generalstatement there are but few exceptions and curiously enough theseare for the most part in the work of our native IndiansA stranger in America wishingafter the manner of travelerstocarry back something characteristic of the country generally buyswhat we call Indian curiositiesmoccasins baskets featherworkand the one admirable and wellestablished product of Indianmanufacture the Navajo blanket But these hardly represent the massof our peopleWe may add to the list of Indian industries lace making which isbeing successfully taught at some of the reservations but as it isnot as yet even a selfsupporting industry the abovenamedcuriosities and the Navajo blanket stand alone as characteristichandwork produced by native races while from our own or that of thecoexistent AfroAmerican we have nothing to show in the way of truedomestic manufacturesWhen we contrast this want of production with the immense home productof Europe Asia parts of Africa and South Americaand even certainislands of the Southern Seaswe cannot help feeling a sort of dismayat the contrast and it is only by a careful study of the conditionswhich have made the difference that we become reassured It is infact our very prosperity the exceptionally favourable circumstanceswhich are a part of farming life in this country which has hithertodiverted efforts into other channelsThese conditions did not exist during the early days of America andwe know that while there was little commercial exchange of homecommodities many of the arts which are used to such profitablepurpose abroad existed in this country and served greatly to modifyhome expenses and increase home comforts To account for the cessationof these household industries it is only necessary to notice thedrift of certain periods in the short history of Americas settlementand developmentWe shall see that the decline of domestic manufactures in New Englandand the Middle States was coincident with two rapidly increasingmovements one of which was the opening and settlement of the greatWest,9
+Produced by Louise Hope David Edwards and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet Thisfile was produced from images generously made availableby The Internet ArchiveTranscribers NoteThis etext is based on the 1851 Boston edition of _Alonzo and Melissa_The story originally appeared in 1804 as a serial in the weekly_Political Barometer_ of Poughkeepsie NY written by the newspaperseditor Isaac Mitchell Pirated versions began to appear in 1811giving Daniel Jackson Jr as authorThe book was printed as a single unit without chapter divisionsThe breaks in the etext represent the 22 installments of the serialversionNote that the standard punctuation for dialogue is  To this place said Melissa have I taken many a solitary walkThe following are listed at the end of the etext  Chronology of the Story  Quotations  Other Editions  Errors and Inconsistencies  ALONZO AND MELISSA    or  THE UNFEELING FATHER    An  AMERICAN TALE    In every varied posture place and hour    How widowed every thought of every joy        YOUNG  BY DANIEL JACKSON Jr  Boston  Printed for the Publishers  1851PREFACEWhether the story of Alonzo and Melissa will generally please thewriter knows not if however he is not mistaken it is not unfriendlyto religion and to virtueOne thing was aimed to be shown that a firmreliance on Providence however the affections might be at war with itsdispensations is the only source of consolation in the gloomy hours ofaffliction and that generally such dependence though crossed bydifficulties and perplexities will be crowned with victory at lastIt is also believed that the story contains no indecorous stimulantsnor is it filled with unmeaning and inexplicated incidents sounding uponthe sense but imperceptible to the understanding When anxieties havebeen excited by involved and doubtful events they are afterwardselucidated by the consequencesThe writer believes that generally he has copied nature In the ardentprospects raised in youthful bosoms the almost consummation of theirwishes their sudden and unexpected disappointment the sorrows ofseparation the joyous and unlooked for meetingin the poignantfeelings of Alonzo when at the grave of Melissa he poured thefeelings of his anguished soul over her miniature by the moons paleraywhen Melissa sinking on her knees before her father wasreceived to his bosom as a beloved daughter risen from the deadIf these scenes are not imperfectly drawn they will not fail tointerest the refined sensibilities of the readerALONZO AND MELISSAA TALEIn the time of the late revolution two young gentlemen of Connecticutwho had formed an indissoluble friendship graduated at Yale College inNewHaven their names were Edgar and Alonzo Edgar was the son of arespectable farmer Alonzos father was an eminent merchant Edgar wasdesigned for the desk Alonzo for the bar but as they were allowed somevacant time after their graduation before they entered upon theirprofessional studies they improved this interim in mutual friendlyvisits mingling with select parties in the amusements of the day andin travelling through some parts of the United StatesEdgar had a sister who for some time had resided with her cousin atNewLondon She was now about to return and it was designed that Edgarshould go and attend her home Previous to the day on which he was toset out he was unfortunately thrown from his horse which so muchinjured him as to prevent his prosecuting his intended journey hetherefore invited Alonzo to supply his place which invitation hereadily accepted and on the day appointed set out for NewLondon wherehe arrived delivered his introductory letters to Edgars cousin andwas received with the most friendly politenessMelissa the sister of Edgar was about sixteen years of age She wasnot what is esteemed a striking beauty but her appearance waspleasingly interesting Her figure was elegant her aspect wasattempered with a pensive mildness which in her cheerful moments wouldlight up into sprightliness and vivacity Though on first impressionher countenance was marked by a sweet and thoughtful serenity yet sheeminently possessed the power to  Call round her laughing eyes in playful turns  The glance that lightens and the smile that burnsHer mind was adorned with those delicate graces which are the firstornaments of female excellence Her manners were graceful withoutaffectation and her taste had been properly directed by a suitableeducationAlonzo was about twentyone years old he had been esteemed an excellentstudent His appearance was manly open and free His eye indicated anobleness of soul although his aspect was tinged with melancholy yethe was naturally cheerful His disposition was of the romantic cast  For far beyond the pride and pomp of power  He lovd the realms of nature to explore  With lingering gaze Edinian spring surveyd  Morns fairy splendours nights gay curtained shade  The high hoar cliff the groves benighting gloom  The wild rose widowed oer the mouldering tomb  The heaven embosomd sun the rainbows dye  Where lucid forms disport to fancys eye  The vernal flower mild autumns purpling glow  The summers thunder and the winters snowIt was evening when Alonzo arrived at the house of Edgars cousinMelissa was at a ball which had been given on a matrimonial occasion inthe town Her cousin waited on Alonzo to the ball and introduced him toMelissa who received him with politeness She was dressed in whiteembroidered and spangled with rich silver lace a silk girdle enwroughtand tasseled with gold surrounded her waist her hair was unadornedexcept by a wreath of artificial flowers studded by a single diamondAfter the ball closed they returned to the house of Edgars cousinMelissas partner at the ball was the son of a gentleman of independentfortune in NewLondon He was a gay young man aged about twentyfiveHis address was easy his manners rather voluptuous than refinedconfident but not ungraceful He led the ton in fashionable circlesgave taste its zest and was quite a favorite with the ladies generallyHis name was BeaumanEdgars cousin proposed to detain Alonzo and Melissa a few days duringwhich time they passed in visiting select friends and social partiesBeauman was,39
+Produced by Daniel FromontTranscribers note Guy Chantepleure pseudonyme de Jeanne VioletMme Edgar Dussap 187519 _La passagère_ 1911 édition de 1921Observation this is an abridged versionE GREVIN  IMPRIMERIE DE LAGNYGUY CHANTEPLEURELAPASSAGEREPARISCALMANNLEVY EDITEURS3 RUE AUBER 31921LA PASSAGEREPREMIERE PARTIEI Vous à Vichy cher amiRoger Lecoulteux zézaye très fort Un peu courtaud pour lélégance deson costume dété les cheveux trop blonds la peau trop rosesemblable à un gros enfant joyeusement repû et fraîchementdébarbouillé il sest dressé devant Kerjean il larrête gênant lespassants au milieu de lallée bitumée qui du Hall des Sources auCasino traverse le Vieux Parc de Vichy Questce qui vous attire ici Kerjean Je parierais que cest lemeeting daviation Vous gagneriez Moi je suis venu sur la demande de ma mère qui commençait une curepuis la cure accomplie ma mère est partie et sur son conseil jesuis resté Toute une histoire VraimentKerjean sourit Il est rare que Roger Lecoulteux émette de suite troisphrases sans alléguer les actes ou citer les opinions de sa mère Kerjean cher ami jétais au champ dAbrest hier Comment nevous y aije pas vu Cest surprenant Cest très naturel Dans une réunion de ce genre on voit lespilotes illustres on se fait montrer les constructeurs célèbres etles ingénieux obscurs comme moi ne peuvent que demeurer inaperçus Peste Je sais dans les milieux aéronautiques des gens qui ne vousconsidèrent pas comme un ingénieur obscur Vous êtes toujours chezPatain Toujours Content Très content Tant mieux donc Cher ami Je suis follement épris dune jeunefille exquise Ma mère veut que je me marie Elle pense quun hommedoit se marier à la fleur de lâge et que je suis à pointLecoulteux sest emparé de Kerjean il lui a pris le bras illentraîne dans la direction du CasinoGuillaume Kerjean est long et svelte avec cette souplesse heureuse ducorps cette aisance particulière des gestes quune saine activitéphysique et la pratique des sports développent chez les hommesrobustes Il shabille de vêtements commodes qui ont lallure anglaiseet ne se distinguent par aucun raffinement visible Dans le monde lesfemmes à qui on le présente le trouvent laid Cependant elles ne nientpas que ces traits abrupts cette maigreur brune et chaude puissentparaître intéressants sympathiques et presque beaux Et peutêtreregrettentelles que trop souvent tournés vers quelque mystérieuxproblème dont lénigme les embrume ces yeux dun gris changeant oùdort le bleu ardent de la flamme nen éclairent que si fugitivement lasculpture maladroite et puissanteLes voici au café de la Restauration buvant un cocktail en plein air Ditesmoi Kerjean quand vous étiez à lEcole centrale avecEtienne Davrançay et mon cousin Lignière  celui qui prospecte àMadagascar  vous alliez souvent chez Mme Davrançay Très souvent Davrançay et moi nous nous réunissions chaque soirpour préparer les examens Jétais seul à Paris et récemment arrivé dema province Comme Etienne javais tout jeune perdu mon père Mamère était restée à Fougères auprès du vieux tilleul Ce fut jecrois mon isolement de grand orphelin de vingt ans livré à luimêmeet aux périls de Babylone qui me valut tout dabord la sympathievraiment cordiale et maternelle de Mme Davrançay et mouvrit sa maisonoù je fus reçu en ami Jen suis demeuré lhôte habituel et bienreconnaissant pendant plusieurs années jusquà cette affreusecatastrophe vous avez su Oui une explosion de chaudière Etienne Davrançay et deux deses ouvriers tués une horreur sans nom Mais vous voyez toujoursMme Davrançay Certainement mais depuis la mort de son fils Mme Davrançaynhabite plus guère quen passant son hôtel de la rue dOffémont On ma dit Elle ne quitte la Peuplière que pour MonteCarlo enhiver Vichy Aix en été Etrange cette passion du jeu semparantaussi complètement dune femme de cet âge Jai toujours vu Mme Davrançay jouer avec fièvre même dans sonsalon très familial Heureusement que Mme Davrançay a de quoi faire Mais jignorais que vous fussiez en relations avec Mme DavrançayLecoulteuxLe visage rose de Lecoulteux exprimait une satisfaction discrète Puisque vous êtes un fidèle de lhôtel de la rue dOffémont et dupetit château de MontjoielaPeuplière Kerjean vous connaissez MllePhyllis Boisjoli la filleule la pupille de Mme Davrançay Cestelle que jaime La petite PhylLa surprise avait fait sursauter Kerjean La petite Phyl répétatil Mais cest une enfant Elle a dixhuit ans moi vingtcinq répliqua Lecoulteux Passi enfant dailleurs Quand lavezvous vue Mais hier Jai rencontré Mme Davrançay et sa filleule à lalaiterie du NouveauParc La filleule savourait de grande tartines etde la crème La petite Phyl Je crois bien que Mlle PhyllisBoisjoli comme vous dites ne cessera jamais tout à fait dêtre à mesyeux la gamine à qui je racontais des histoires et qui dans les jeuxextravagants auxquels je prenais part  le plus souvent avec lamission de délivrer un princesse captive  mappelait leBongéant Javais vingt ans jen ai trente et un calculez Depuis ces temps préhistoriques suggéra Lecoulteux PhyllisBoisjoli a quelque peu changé Oh elle a beaucoup grandi mais en vérité cest toujours mamignonne et folle petite compagne de naguère Comment voulezvous queje puisse voir en elle une demoiselle à marierIntérieurement Kerjean ajoutait Comment voulezvous que je puisse voir en vous un mari pour elleEt soudain cette idée dun mariage entre Lecoulteux et la petite Phyllui parut si absurde quil se mit à rire joyeusement de ce rirejeune de ce rire neuf qui lui était propre Ma mère a pensé que Mlle Boisjoli serait une femme pour moi Et avezvous quelque raison despérer que Phyllis partage cetteopinion de Mme votre mère Mon Dieu cher ami pas encore Je sais que je ne suis pas cequon appelle un homme séduisant et je sais que je ne suis pas unhomme riche Vingtcinq mille francs de rente questce que celaMais Mlle Boisjoli se trouve dans une situation particulière Ma vieille amie chérit et gâte sa pupille comme la plus tendre desmères Elle la dotera certainement On dit même que nayant plus dhéritier direct elle compte luilaisser sa fortune Mais voyezvous que jépouse Phyllis avec unedot de cent ou deux cent mille francs et quun beau jour MmeDavrançay  qui est de complexion apoplectique  meure intestatAh je serai bien moiLe rire de lhomme primitif sonna de,1
+Produced by Roger Frank Darleen Dove and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetTHE SCARLET FEATHERIllustration THERE WAS SOMETHING MAGNETIC ABOUT THIS MAN WHOM SHEFEARED AND TRIED TO HATEPage 201  THE SCARLET FEATHER  BY  HOUGHTON TOWNLEY  Author of  The Bishops Emeralds  ILLUSTRATIONS BY  WILL GREFÉ  NEW YORK  GROSSET  DUNLAP  PUBLISHERS  COPYRIGHT 1909 BY  W J WATT  COMPANY  _Published June 1909_CONTENTS  CHAPTER                                         PAGE        I  The Sheriffs Writ                        9       II  The Check                                21      III  The Dinner at the Club                   33       IV  Dora Dundas                              39        V  Debts                                    50       VI  A Kinship Something Less Than Kind       66      VII  Goodbye                                 82     VIII  A Tiresome Patient                       89       IX  Herresford is Told                       93        X  Hearts Ache and Ache Yet Do Not Break   102       XI  A House of Sorrow                       117      XII  A Difficult Position                    125     XIII  Dicks Heroism                          135      XIV  Mrs Swinton Confesses                  147       XV  Colonel Dundas Speaks His Mind          168      XVI  Mr Trimmer Comes Home                  173     XVII  Mrs Swinton Goes Home                  190    XVIII  A Second Proposal                       195      XIX  An Unexpected Telegram                  204       XX  The Wedding Day Arranged                221      XXI  Dicks Return                           226     XXII  The Blight of Fear                      237    XXIII  Dora Sees Herresford                    249     XXIV  Dick Explains to Dora                   262      XXV  Tracked                                 280     XXVI  Mrs Swinton Hears the Truth            288    XXVII  Ormsby Refuses                          297   XXVIII  The Will,1
+Produced by David Edwards Emmy and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet This file wasproduced from images generously made available by TheInternet ArchiveIllustration See page 64I KNOW HE SAIDI KNOW A WAYMR TURTLES FLYING ADVENTUREIllustration HOLLOW TREE STORIESBY ALBERT BIGELOW PAINEILLUSTRATED BY J M CONDÉ          HARPER  BROTHERS PUBLISHERS          NEW YORK AND LONDONHOLLOW TREE STORIESBY ALBERT BIGELOW PAINE12mo Cloth Fully Illustrated          MR TURTLES FLYING ADVENTURE          MR CROW AND THE WHITEWASH          MR RABBITS WEDDING          HOW MR DOG GOT EVEN          HOW MR RABBIT LOST HIS TAIL          MR RABBITS BIG DINNER          MAKING UP WITH MR DOG          MR POSSUMS GREAT BALLOON TRIP          WHEN JACK RABBIT WAS A LITTLE BOY          HOLLOW TREE AND DEEP WOODS BOOK            Illustrated 8vo          HOLLOW TREE SNOWEDIN BOOK            Illustrated 8vo          HARPER  BROTHERS NEW YORK          MR TURTLES FLYING ADVENTURE                                             Copyright 1915 1916 1917 by Harper  Brothers          Printed in the United States of America          Published October 1917CONTENTS                                                PAGE          MR TURTLES FLYING ADVENTURE            9          THE DEEP WOODS ELOPEMENT                33          IN MR MANS CAR                        55          MR POSSUMS CAR                       75          HOW MR POSSUMS TAIL BECAME BARE      99MR TURTLES FLYING ADVENTUREMR TURTLE TELLS ABOUT HIS CHILDHOOD AND EXPLAINS A VERY OLD FABLEONCE upon a time when it was early summer in the Big Deep Woods theHollow Tree people and Jack Rabbit went over to spend the day with MrTurtle who lives in a very nice stone house which he built himself onthe edge of the Wide Blue Water Mr Turtle fishes a good deal andmakes most of his living that way and knows all the best places sowhen his friends came he said that perhaps they would enjoy fishing alittlewhich they could do and sit in a pleasant place at the sametime and talk and look out over the Wide Blue Water which wasespecially blue at this seasonIllustration A CATFISH NEARLY JERKED HIS POLE OUT OF HIS HANDSThat just suited the Hollow Tree people for they enjoyed fishing whenthey had somebody to pick out a good place and Mr Possum found a nicestump to lean back against and presently went to sleep but was wakedup soon after when a big catfish nearly jerked his pole out of hishands Mr Possum had to use all his strength to pull it outThen he was so proud he didnt think about going to sleep again andtold how all his family had been quite smart at catching fish andpretty soon Jack Rabbit caught a goodsized perch and Mr Coon hookeda croppie which got away the first time though he caught it the nextand Mr Crow caught a punkinseed which made the others laughbecause it is a funny little fish while Mr Turtle just went rightalong pulling out one kind after another without saying a word becausefishing is his business and doesnt excite himThen by and by the fish stopped biting as they most always do byspells and the Deep Woods people leaned back and looked out over theWide Blue Water and away out there saw Mr Eagle swoop down and pick upsomething which looked at first like a shoestring then they saw itwriggle and knew it was a small watersnake which was going to be MrEagles dinner and they talked about it and wondered how he could enjoysuch foodMr Turtle said that Mr Eagle enjoyed a good many kinds of food andthat he was reminded of an adventure he once had himself with Mr Eaglewhen he Mr Turtle of course was quite small Then they all asked MrTurtle to tell them his adventure because they thought it must havebeen exciting if it was anything like the snakes adventure which theyhad just witnessed Mr Turtle said it wasquite a good deal like itin some waysthen he saidThat was the only time I ever,15
+Produced by David Edwards Emmy and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet This file wasproduced from images generously made available by TheInternet ArchiveIllustration See page 18I USED TO RUN OUT AND GET BEHIND WITH BUNTY AND TAKE HER BOOKSMR RABBITS WEDDINGIllustration HOLLOW TREE STORIESBY ALBERT BIGELOW PAINEILLUSTRATED BY J M CONDÉ          HARPER  BROTHERS PUBLISHERS          NEW YORK AND LONDONHOLLOW TREE STORIESBYALBERT BIGELOW PAINE          12mo Cloth Fully Illustrated          MR TURTLES FLYING ADVENTURE          MR CROW AND THE WHITEWASH          MR RABBITS WEDDING          HOW MR DOG GOT EVEN          HOW MR RABBIT LOST HIS TAIL          MR RABBITS BIG DINNER          MAKING UP WITH MR DOG          MR POSSUMS GREAT BALLOON TRIP          WHEN JACK RABBIT WAS A LITTLE BOY                                             HOLLOW TREE AND DEEP WOODS BOOK          Illustrated 8vo          HOLLOW TREE SNOWEDIN BOOK          Illustrated 8vo                                             HARPER  BROTHERS NEW YORKMR RABBITS WEDDING          Copyright 1915 1916 1917 by Harper  Brothers          Printed in the United States of America          Published October 1917CONTENTS                                                       PAGE          LITTLE JACK RABBIT AND BUNTY BUN               11          COUSIN REDFIELD AND THE MOLASSES               31          MR BEARS EARLY SPRING CALL                   51          MR JACK RABBIT BRINGS A FRIEND                71          MR RABBITS WEDDING                           95LITTLE JACK RABBIT AND BUNTY BUNJACK RABBIT TELLS ABOUT HIS SCHOOLDAYS AND WHY HE HAS ALWAYS THOUGHTIT BEST TO LIVE ALONETHE Little Lady has been poring over a first reader because she hasstarted to school now and there are lessons almost every evening Thenby and by she closes the book and comes over to where the Story Telleris looking into the big open fireThe Little Lady looks into the fire too and thinks Then pretty soonshe climbs into the Story Tellers lap and leans back and looks intothe fire and thinks some moreDid the Hollow Tree people ever go to school she says I spose theydid though or they wouldnt know how to read and write and sendinvitations and thingsThe Story Teller knocks the ashes out of his pipe and lays it on thelittle stand beside himWhy yes indeed they went to school he says Didnt I ever tell youabout thatYou couldnt have says the Little Lady because I never thoughtabout its happening myself until just nowWell then says the Story Teller Ill tell you something that MrJack Rabbit told about one night in the Hollow Tree when he had beenhaving supper with the Coon and Possum and the Old Black Crow andthey were all sitting before the fire just as we are sitting now Itisnt really much about school but it shows that Jack Rabbit went toone and explains something else tooMr Crow had cooked all his best things that evening and everything hadtasted even better than usual Mr Possum said he didnt really feel asif he could move from his chair when supper was over but that he wantedto do the right thing and would watch the fire and poke it while theothers were clearing the table so that it would be nice and bright forthem when they were ready to enjoy it So then the Crow and the Coonand Jack Rabbit flew about and did up the work while Mr Possum put ona fresh stick then lit his pipe and leaned back and stretched out hisfeet and said it surely was nice to have a fine cozy home like theirsand that he was always happy when he was doing things for people whoappreciated it like those presentIllustration MR RABBIT SAID HE CERTAINLY DID APPRECIATE BEING INVITEDTO THE HOLLOW TREEMr Rabbit said,26
+Produced by An Anonymous VolunteerTHE STORY OF THE GADSBYBy Rudyard Kipling     Preface     Poor Dear Mamma     The World Without     The Tents of Kedar     With Any Amazement     The Garden of Eden     Fatima     The Valley of the Shadow     The Swelling of JordanPrefaceTo THE ADDRESS OFCAPTAIN J MAFFLINDuke of Derrys Pink HussarsDEAR MAFFLINYou will remember that I wrote this story as an AwfulWarning None the less you have seen fit to disregard it and havefollowed Gadsbys exampleas I betted you would I acknowledge that youpaid the money at once but you have prejudiced the mind of Mrs Mafflinagainst myself for though I am almost the only respectable friendof your bachelor days she has been darwaza band to me throughout theseason Further she caused you to invite me to dinner at the Clubwhere you called me a wild ass of the desert and went homeat halfpast ten after discoursing for twenty minutes on theresponsibilities of housekeeping You now drive a mailphaeton and situnder a Church of England clergyman I am not angry Jack It is yourkismet as it was Gaddys and his kismet who can avoid Do not thinkthat I am moved by a spirit of revenge as I write thus publicly thatyou and you alone are responsible for this book In other and moreexpansive days when you could look at a magnum without flushing andat a cheroot without turning white you supplied me with most of thematerial Take it back againwould that I could have preserved yourfatherless speech in the tellingtake it back and by your slipperedhearth read it to the late Miss Deercourt She will not be any the morewilling to receive my cards but she will admire you immensely and youI feel sure will love me You may even invite me to another very baddinnerat the Club which as you and your wife know is a safeneutral ground for the entertainment of wild asses Then my very dearhypocrite we shall be quitsYours alwaysRUDYARD KIPLINGP SOn second thoughts I should recommend you to keep the book awayfrom Mrs MafflinPOOR DEAR MAMMAThe wild hawk to the windswept sky The deer to the wholesome wold Andthe heart of a man to the heart of a maid As it was in the days of oldGypsy SongSCENEInterior of Miss MINNIE THREEGANS Bedroom at Simla MissTHREEGAN in windowseat turning over a drawerful of things Miss EMMADEERCOURT bosomfriend who has come to spend the day sitting onthe bed manipulating the bodice of a ballroom frock and a bunchof artificial lilies of the valley Time 530 P M on a hot MayafternoonMiss DEERCOURT And he said I shall never forget this dance andof course I said Oh how can you be so silly Do you think he meantanything dearMiss THREEGAN Extracting long lavender silk stocking from therubbish You know him better than I doMiss D Oh do be sympathetic Minnie Im sure he does At least Iwould be sure if he wasnt always riding with that odious Mrs HaganMiss T I suppose so How does one manage to dance through ones heelsfirst Look at thisisnt it shameful Spreads stockingheel on openhand for inspectionMiss D Never mind that You cant mend it Help me with this hatefulbodice Ive run the string so and Ive run the string so and I cantmake the fulness come right Where would you put this Waves lilies ofthe valleyMiss T As high up on the shoulder as possibleMiss D Am I quite tall enough I know it makes May Older look lopsidedMiss T Yes but May hasnt your shoulders Hers are like a hockbottleBEARER Rapping at door Captain Sahib ayaMiss D Jumping up wildly and hunting for bodice which she hasdiscarded owing to the heat of the day Captain Sahib What CaptainSahib Oh good gracious and Im only half dressed Well I shantbotherMiss T Calmly You neednt It isnt for us Thats Captain GadsbyHe is going for a ride with Mamma He generally comes five days out ofthe sevenAGONIZED VOICE Prom an inner apartment Minnie run out and giveCaptain Gadsby some tea and tell him I shall be ready in ten minutesand O Minnie come to me an instant theres a dear girlMiss T Oh bother Aloud Very well MammaExit and reappears after five minutes flushed and rubbing herfingersMiss D You look pink What has happenedMiss T In a stage whisper A twentyfourinch waist and she wontlet it out Where are my bangles Rummager on the toilettable anddabs at her hair with a brush in the intervalMiss D Who is this Captain Gadsby I dont think Ive met himMiss T You must have He belongs to the Harrar set Ive danced withhim but Ive never talked to him Hes a big yellow man just like anewlyhatched chicken with an enormous moustache He walks like thisimitates Cavalry swagger and he goes HaHmmm deep down in histhroat when he cant think of anything to say Mamma likes him I dontMiss D Abstractedly Does he wax that moustacheMiss T Busy with Powderpuff Yes I think so WhyMiss D Bending over the bodice and sewing furiously OhnothingonlyMiss T Sternly Only what Out with it EmmaMiss D Well May Olgershes engaged to Mr Charteris youknowsaidPromise you wont repeat thisMiss T Yes I promise What did she sayMiss D Thatthat being kissed with a rush with a man who didnt waxhis moustache waslike eating an egg without saltMiss T At her full height with crushing scorn May Olger is ahorrid nasty Thing and you can tell her I said so Im glad shedoesnt belong to my setI must go and feed this man Do I lookpresentableMiss D Yes perfectly Be quick and hand him over to your Mother andthen we can talk I shall listen at the door to hear what you say tohimMiss T Sure I dont care Im not afraid of Captain GadsbyIn proof,13
+Produced by Michael Roe and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet This file wasproduced from images generously made available by TheInternet ArchiveA PRELIMINARY STUDY OF THE EMOTION OF LOVE BETWEEN THE SEXES1By SANFORD BELL Fellow in Clark UniversityThe emotion of love between the sexes has as yet received no thoroughscientific treatment No writer so far as I can find has treated itfrom a genetic standpoint The literature upon the subject istherefore meager In his recent treatise upon The Psychology of theEmotions Ribot2 remarks The sexinstinct the last inchronological order with man and the higher animals gives rise tothe emotion of love with its numerous individual varieties Mostpsychologists have been very sparing of details where it isconcerned and one might mention certain voluminous treatises whichcontain no mention of it Is this through exaggerated delicacy Or isit because the authors think that their place has been usurped by thenovelists who have so obstinately confined themselves to the study ofthis passion But the novelists mode of analysis is different fromthe psychological mode and does not exclude it This author thendevotes one chapter of eleven pages to the treatment of the sexualinstinct which includes what he has to say upon sexlove Brief asthis treatment is it is valuable both for the facts it presents andfor the problems it suggests Havelock Ellis who has perhaps donemore than any other investigator in the field of the normalPsychology of Sex says in his most recent work3 It is a veryremarkable fact that although for many years past serious attemptshave been made to elucidate the psychology of sexual perversionslittle or no endeavor has been made to study the psychologicdevelopment of the normal sexual emotions Nearly every writer seemseither to take for granted that he and his readers are so familiarwith all the facts of normal sex psychology that any detailedstatement is altogether uncalled for or else he is content to writea few introductory phrases mostly made up from anatomic philosophicand historical workYet it is unreasonable to take normal phenomena for granted here asin any other region of medicine A knowledge of such phenomena is asnecessary here as physiology is to pathology or anatomy to surgerySo far from the facts of normal sex development sex emotions and sexneeds being uniform and constant as is assumed by those who considertheir discussion unnecessary the range of variation within fairlynormal limits is immense and it is impossible to meet with twoindividuals whose records are nearly identicalThere are two fundamental reasons why the endeavor should be made toobtain a broad basis of clear information on the subject In thefirst place the normal phenomena give the key to the abnormal andthe majority of sexual perversions including even those that aremost repulsive are but exaggerations of instincts and emotions thatare germinal in normal human beings In the second place what isnormal cannot be determined until the sexual life of a large numberof healthy individuals is known and until the limits of normalsexuality are known the physician is not in a position to lay downany reasonable rules of sexual hygieneAlthough very short the analysis of the sex passions in adults byHerbert Spencer4 in a part of one section in his Principles ofPsychology is one of the best Bain5 devotes one chapter to theTender Emotion which he makes include Sexlove the parentalfeelings the benevolent affection gratitude sorrow admiration andesteem A very few pages are given to sexlove proper Verysuggestive paragraphs bearing either directly or indirectly upon thesubject are to be found in the works of such writers as Moll SergiMantegazza James Janet Delboeuf Feré Boveri Kiernan HartmannDessoir Fincke and others There is a vast amount of literature uponthe pathological phases of the subject which is to be considered inanother chapterThe analyses thus far given by scientists are limited to the emotionas it is manifested in the adult A few writers have referred to itin dealing with the psychology of adolescence but in this connectionrefer to it as one of the many ways in which the adolescent spiritshows its intensity turbulence and capriciousness I know of noscientist who has given a careful analysis of the emotion as it isseen in the adolescent It is true that it has been the chosen themeof the poet romancer and novelist But in the products of suchwriters we may look for artistic descriptions of the emotion and forscenes and incidents that very truly portray its nature we have noright to expect a scientific analysisAdults need only to recall their own youth or to observe even brieflyour grammar and high school boys and girls to be convinced that lovebetween the sexes is one of the emotions that become conspicuouslyapparent in early adolescence This is what might reasonably beexpected since the emotion is derived from the sex instinct andpubescence marks the period of rapid acceleration in the growth ofthe sex organs With the increase in size and vigor of thereproductive organs there comes the strong impulse for the organs tofunction Before civilization developed the system of sex inhibitionsthat are considered an essential part of the ethical habits of ouryoung people the impulse to function was not repressed andpubescence marked the beginning of the distinctively sexualexperience of both sexes This was true of primitive peoples and isgenerally true of the lower races that are living today It ishowever not limited to these races A very large percentage of bothsexes of the civilized races begin their sexual life during earlyadolescence This is particularly true of the male half of the racesThe system of sex inhibitions which has gradually been developed bycivilization has been along the line of evolution and has been doingaway with promiscuity polygamy and polyandry it has beenestablishing monogamy and postponing marriage until a period ofgreater physiological and psychological maturity of both sexes Thissame inhibition of early sex functioning has lead to an increase inthe prevalence of such substitutes as masturbation onanismpederasty etc Such facts bear upon the physiological results ofinhibition On the psychological side are to be mentioned courtshipand those sex irradiations that have so profoundly influenced artliterature religion polite society sports and,48
+Produced by The Online Distributed Proofreading Team athttpwwwpgdpnet                             Augusta de Wit                      Natuur en Menschen in Indië                          Met 45 illustraties                       Nederlandsche Bibliotheek                      Onder leiding van L Simons                Boeken zijn de universiteit onzer dagen                            Uitgegeven door            De Maatschappij voor Goede en Goedkoope Lectuur                               AmsterdamAANKOMSTSabang op PoeloeWehDit rotsige eilandje dan is de uiterste spits van Indië devervooruitspringende kaap van die wereld van bergen te allen kantdoor zee omgolfd Bij het flauwe wisselvallige schijnsel dat van maanen sterren uit een lucht vol drijvende wolken valt zien wij hetzwart en steil opstaan uit zee een duister berggevaarte dichtbijdaarachter in wijden zwaai de verte in wijkend een baai waarvande heuvelige kust als een lager gezonkene dichtere donkerderewolk tegen den hemel ligt Een enkel groot licht schijnt uit dieduisternissen Is het een ster is het een seinHet schip streeft recht op de wijde baai toe Van de brug af waarik sta is het zonderling om te zien die smalle wig van plankenmet de dunne lijnen van de reeling er om heen en daarboven het alsspinneweb zoo teer toonende takelwerk dat licht op en neer beweegttegen de sterrelucht zoo smal zoo broos zoo fijn alles midden doordie geweldig golvende zee zijn eigen onnaspeurlijken weg houdendrecht op dien zwarten muur van rotsen aan waartegen een enkele vandie onafzienbaar lange golven het wel te pletter lijkt te kunnenslaan En wat is dat sterachtige licht nu daar zoo verPlotseling vlamt een purperen gloed over de plecht de brug tegenmast en schoorsteenen omhoog Twee matrozen zwaaien fakkels roodBengaalsch licht een op het dek de ander hoog op den schuinsomhoogstrevenden tentbalk op de uiterste hoogste spits van hetschip In zijn beide steil opgestrekte handen zwaait hij de fakkelshoog boven zijn hoofd Wolken purperen licht en rook waaien uit diewervelende vlammenbronnen Vuurrood staat de halfnaakte fakkelzwaaiermet zijn steile armen en achterover geworpen hoofd vuurrood dedicht opeengedrongen drom mannen haastig uit het donkere diep vanhet schip naar boven gerend om den eersten blik op de Indische kustvuurrood aan weerszij van die smalle wig menschen de zee waar hetschuim in lange lijnen schuins wegstrevend van den boeg bloost alseen strooisel rozen En meteen flikkeren ontelbaar lichtjes op uitdie bergachtige duisternis vooruit en veranderen het gesteente in eenwoonplaats van menschen Het Bengaalsche licht is het sein geweestdat het naderende schip de mail aan boord heeft nu haast alles inSabang het tegemoet Als wij aankomen staat de pier vol menschen Inhet electrische licht schitteren de witgekleede Hollanders fel uitde bonte menigte van inlanders en Chineezen te voorschijnWij gaan aan wal om de haveninrichtingen te zien waarheen dewaarnemende administrateur van de maatschappij Sabang ons vriendelijkzijn geleide heeft aangebodenSabang is trotsch op die inrichtingenvijf electrisch gedrevenkolentips en uitmuntend ingerichte loodsen langs een verre lengtevan de prachtige haven De natuurlijke voordelen van de diepe tegenzeegang en wind van alle zijden beschermde baai zijn door zulk geriefzoozeer verhoogd dat Sabang nu voor de beste en bestingerichtehaven van het geheele Oosten wordt geroemd en dat door de zeeluivan allerlei landaard die hier komen kolen innemen De Engelschenmaken geen uitzondering Zij spreken met de daad de meening tegenindertijd door de naar PoeloeWeh afgevaardigde deskundigen tegenoverde Engelsche regeering geuit dat de baai voor een haven niet geschiktwas Veel Engelsche schepen vallen hier binnenEen groote handelshaven zal Sabang echter eerst kunnen wordenwanneer haar achterland Atjeh en met name de pepercultuur aldaarzich ontwikkeltHet werkvolk dat de haven de electrische centrale en de gasfabriekbedientijs wordt hier met behulp van uit Europa geïmporteerdzwavelig zuur gemaakt van het water uit het meertje waaraan PoeloehWeh zoetwatereiland zijn naam ontleenthet werkvolk bestaat nietuit eilanders maar uit Javanen van MiddenJava en Chineezen enkeleArabieren ook Sabang is alweer een van de vele sluizen waardoor Javaen China hun te veel aan hongerige menschen spuien De Chineezen zagik bij mijn aankomst aan het werk in de kolenloods waar zij den tipbediendenbij zestien tegelijk hingen zij de volle zware kolenmandenaan de sterkgehaakte kettingstreng die ze de hoogte in trok of zede slurf geweest ware van het olifantachtige monster dat daar zoozwart en geweldig omhoog stond den kop uitgerekt over het schipDe groote hoed dien zij als bescherming tegen het neerstuivendekolengruis droegen hield hun gezicht in de schaduw maar aan hunbouwzij liepen halfnaakten meer nog aan de vlugheid en veerkrachtvan hun bewegingen was te zien dat zij jong waren welgevoed engezond Ik hoorde hen prijzen verre boven de Javanen om hun ijveren werklust Bij den bouw van de haven zeide men mij toen de zwareblokken koraalsteen opgestapeld moesten tegen de zee arbeidden deChineezen met een voortvarendheid of zij om het loon niet enkelmaar om het werk zelf ook met pleizier in wat zij tot stand brachtenzich inspanden zij lachten als een moeilijk te verplaatsen blok tenlaatste goed lag en vast Terwijl de Javanen onverschillig en loomwaren Hun minderheid in spierkracht en algeheele vitaliteit bij deChineezen vergeleken schijnt mij een bijna voldoende verklaring voordie minderheid van hun werk Zoowel,18
+Produced by Delphine Lettau and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpcanadanetIllustration ALFIERI AND THE COUNTESS OF ALBANY_From the original portrait in the possession of the Marchesa A Alfieri de Sostegno_THE COUNTESSOF ALBANYBYVERNON LEEWITH PORTRAITSLONDON JOHN LANE THE BODLEY HEADNEW YORK JOHN LANE COMPANY MCMXSECOND EDITIONPrinted by BALLANTYNE AND CO LIMITEDTavistock Street Covent Garden LondonTO THE MEMORY OF MY FRIENDMADAME JOHN MEYERI DEDICATE THIS VOLUMESO OFTEN AND SO LATELY TALKED OVER TOGETHERIN GRATEFUL AND AFFECTIONATE REGRETPREFACEIn preparing this volume on the Countess of Albany which I consider asa kind of completion of my previous studies of eighteenthcenturyItaly I have availed myself largely of Baron Alfred von Reumontslarge work _Die Gräfin von Albany_ published in 1862 and of themonograph itself partially founded on the foregoing of M St RenéTaillandier entitled _La Comtesse dAlbany_ published in Paris in1862 Baron von Reumonts two volumes written twenty years ago and whenthe generation which had come into personal contact with the Countess ofAlbany had not yet entirely died out and M St René Taillandiersvolume which embodied the result of his researches into the archives ofthe Musée Fabre at Montpellier might naturally be expected to haveexhausted all the information obtainable about the subject of their andmy studies This has proved to be the case very much less than mighthave been anticipated The publication by Jacopo Bernardi and CarloMilanesi of a number of letters of Alfieri to Sienese friends hasafforded me an insight into Alfieris character and his relations withthe Countess of Albany such as was unattainable to Baron von Reumont andto M St René Taillandier The examination by myself and my friendSignor Mario Pratesi of several hundreds of MS letters of the Countessof Albany existing in public and private archives at Siena and atMilan has added an important amount of what I may call psychologicaldetail overlooked by Baron von Reumont and unguessed by M St RenéTaillandier I have therefore I trust been able to reconstruct theCountess of Albanys spiritual likeness during the periodthat of herearly connection with Alfieriwhich my predecessors have been satisfiedto despatch in comparatively few pages counterbalancing the thinness ofthis portion of their biographies by a degree of detail concerning theCountesss latter years and the friends with whom she then correspondedwhich however interesting cannot be considered as vital to the realsubject of their worksBesides the volumes of Baron von Reumont and M St René Taillandier Ihave depended mainly upon Alfieris autobiography edited by ProfessorTeza and supplemented by Bernardis and Milanesis _Lettere di VittorioAlfieri_ published by Le Monnier in 1862 Among English books that Ihave put under contribution I may mention Kloses _Memoirs of PrinceCharles Edward Stuart_ Colburn 1845 Ewalds _Life and Times ofPrince Charles Stuart_ Chapman and Hall 1875 and Sir Horace Manns_Letters to Walpole_ edited by Dr Doran A review variouslyattributed to Lockhart and to Dennistoun in the _Quarterly_ for 1847has been all the more useful to me as I have been unable to procurewriting in Italy the _Tales of the Century_ of which that paper givesa masterly accountFor various details I must refer to Charles Dutens _Mémoires dunVoyageur qui se repose_ Paris 1806 to Silvagnis _La Corte e laSocietà Romana nel secolo XVIII_ to Foscolos _Correspondence_ GinoCapponis _Ricordi_ and those of dAzeglio to Giordanis works andBenassù Montanaris _Life of Ippolito Pindemonti_ besides the booksquoted by Baron Reumont and for what I may call the general pervadinghistorical colouring if indeed I have succeeded in giving any of thebackground against which I have tried to sketch the Countess of AlbanyCharles Edward and Alfieri I can only refer generally to what isnow a vague mass of detail accumulated by myself during the years ofpreparation for my _Studies of the Eighteenth Century in Italy_My debt to the kindness of persons who have put unpublished matter at mydisposal or helped me to collect various information is a large oneIn the first category I wish to express my best thanks to the Directorof the Public Library at Siena to Cavaliere Guiseppe Porri a greatcollector of autographs in the same city to the Countess Baldelli andCavaliere Emilio Santarelli of Florence who possess some most curiousportraits and other relics of the Countess of Albany Prince CharlesEdward and Alfieri and also to my friend Count Pierre Boutourlinewhose grandfather and greataunt were among Madame dAlbanys friendsAmong those who have kindly given me the benefit of their advice andassistance I must mention foremost my friend Signor Mario Pratesi theeminent novelist and next to him the learned Director of the StateArchives of Florence Cavaliere Gaetano Milanese and Doctor GuidoBiagi of the Biblioteca Vittorio Emanuel of Rome without whosekindness my work would have been quite impossibleFlorence     March 15 1884CONTENTSCHAPTER ITHE BRIDE                      1CHAPTER IITHE BRIDEGROOM               14CHAPTER IIIREGINA APOSTOLORUM          25CHAPTER IVTHE HEIR                     33CHAPTER VFLORENCE                      46CHAPTER VIALFIERI                      57CHAPTER VIITHE CAVALIERE SERVENTE      72CHAPTER VIIITHE ESCAPE                 80CHAPTER IXROME                         91CHAPTER XANTIGONE                      102CHAPTER XISEPARATION                  120CHAPTER XIICOLMAR,35
+Produced by Norbert H Langkau and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetWoher die KindleinkommenDer Jugend von 812 Jahren erzähltdurchDr med Hans HoppelerKinderheim ZürichbergSechzehntes bis zwanzigstes TausendIllustrationVerlag _Art Institut Orell Füßli_ ZürichAlle Rechte vorbehaltenCopyright 1916 by Art Institut Orell Füssli ZürichVorwort an die ElternDie Notwendigkeit seine Kinder über die Entstehung des Lebens _selber_ zubelehren statt diese Aufgabe dem Zufall und der Straße zu überlassenwird heutzutage nur noch von wenigen Eltern bestritten Und doch ergabkürzlich eine Rundfrage in meinem KinderpflegeKurse daß von den vielenanwesenden Töchtern nicht einmal fünf Prozent durch ihre Eltern sexuelleAufklärung empfangen hatten Ursache dieser Erscheinung es kommt vielengar schwer vor den geeigneten Moment den richtigen Ton die passendenWorte zu finden und so wird die Sache wider besseres Wollen immerwieder verschoben bis man plötzliche entdeckt  oder auch jahrelang_nicht_ entdeckt  daß Gassenbuben oder gute Kameraden längst einemzuvorgekommen sind Wüßten aber die Mütter _wie_ die Belehrungausgefallen sie würden sich entsetzen Aus solcher Überlegung herausentstand das vorliegende Büchlein ein offenes Wort an Stelle geheimenFlüsterns und ungesunden Tuschelns hinter Eltern und Lehrern Gebt eseuern Kindern nicht zu spät denn auch das harmloseste Gemüt kann durchunversehens eintretende unberufene Aufklärung Schaden leiden  Wer dieErzählung zu realistisch findet bedenke daß auf diesem GebieteVerschleierung und allzu blumenreiche Poesie mit der Realistik derStraße niemals in Konkurrenz treten könnenMöge die kleine Arbeit segensreich wirken und manchen Kindern ersparenwas leider vielen von uns Erwachsenen nicht erspart geblieben ist_Zürich_ im Juni 1916                                          Dr Hans HoppelerAm Gartenzaune eines freundlichen Hauses an der Freien Straße in Zürichstand ein blonder etwa 40jähriger Herr in dunklem Überzieher undblickte durch das kleine Vorgärtchen hinein in die geöffneten Fensterdes Erdgeschosses Er trug ein braunes Reisetäschlein in der Hand undkam offenbar vom Bahnhofe Vielleicht hatte er eine weite Reise hintersich war hungrig und müde Trotzdem schien er es nicht sehr eilig zuhaben an sein Ziel zu kommen denn schon einige Minuten hatte er nunhier vor dem Hause gestanden und noch immer machte er keine Anstaltenweiter zu gehen Es war aber auch wirklich unterhaltsam und lustig waser da drinnen sah Eine große Zahl Kinder wohl fünfzig mochten es seinsaßen da auf langen Bänken alle mäuschenstill Die Hände hielten siealle auf dem Rücken verschränkt und gespannt blickten sie nach vorn umdie prächtige Geschichte vom Zigeunerfriedel zu hören die ihnen soebenTante Emma erzählte Und wie konnte diese herrliche Tante desKindergartens erzählen Grad zu hören meinte man all die GlockenPfeifen Orgeln und Ausrufer wenn sie den Jahrmarkt von Goßlingenschilderte und Tränen des Mitleids liefen da und dort einem Kinde überdie Wangen wenn sie vom langen Balthasar berichtete demZigeunerhauptmann mit dem furchtbar großen Schlapphut der den Friedelplagte bei Tag und bei Nacht bis er seine Seiltänzervorstellungengelernt hatte Auf der zweitvordersten Bank saß Hannchen Ihre dunklenAugen funkelten und ihre kleinen Fäustchen waren fest geballt sodaß dieFingernägelchen sich tief in die Handballen eingruben Mit diesenFingernägelchen hatte sie vorgestern den Armin gekratzt als er ingrober Weise ihr Brüderchen die Treppe hinuntergestoßen und mit diesenNägelchen hätte sie jetzt des Balthasars Gesicht furchtbar zugerichtetwenn er zur Stelle gewesen wäre Glühend rot waren ihre Wangen und derAtem ging keuchend Suchend wanderten ihre Augen umher als ob sie denbösen Zigeuner irgendwo finden müßten Da blieb ihr Blick haften an demMann auf der Straße dem Mann mit dem dunklen Überzieher und demReisetäschchen Wie gebannt schaute sie ihm einen Moment ins AngesichtDa plötzlich fährt sie in die Höhe mit gellendem jubelndem SchreiOnkel Theophil hallte es in mächtigen Tönen durchs Zimmer Mit zweiSprüngen ist Hannchen am Fenster mit dem dritten steht sie oben auf demGesims und jetzt  Tante Emma die eilends herzurannte kam längst zuspät  jetzt ist sie schon flink wie ein Eichhörnchen heruntergeklettert und dem Onkel in die Arme geflogen Droben an den Fensternstanden die Kinder Kopf an Kopf Vergessen waren Karussel undJahrmarktbuden vergessen Balthasar und Zigeunerfriedel vergessen obdem einen großen Wort Onkel Theophil Hatte nicht Hannchen schon oftund erst gestern wieder von ihm erzählt Erzählt von ihren prächtigenFerien in Basel bei Onkel und Tante Hatte es nicht einst diePhotographie in die Schule bringen und ihn allen zeigen dürfen denprächtigen Onkel Hatten sie nicht alle einen ganz besonderen Respektvor Hannchen und ihren zwei Brüdern weil sie diesen Onkel besaßen denOnkel Theophil Und jetzt war er da Und wie bestürzt er aussah ganzverlegen und erschrocken Er hatte ja gar nicht daran gedacht daß dieKinder ihn sehen würden und nun war eine so furchtbare Revolution imKindergarten ausgebrochen alles war außer Rand und Band gekommen nurwegen ihm Das hatte er nicht beabsichtigt Aber das große Durcheinanderwährte nicht lange Tante Emma klatschte in die Hände und im Nu gab esRuhe Kinder nun singen wir dem Onkel ein hübsches Liedchen jaBegeistert stimmten die Kleinen zu Tantes Stimmgabel gab den Ton anund Mir sind chlini Musikante tönte es alsbald lustig und fröhlichaus fünfzig kleinen Mäulchen während hundert flinke Händchen dazutrompeteten geigten und aus Leibeskräften trommelten Kaum war derletzte Ton verklungen so verkündete die Kreuzkirche mit vier lautenSchlägen daß es Zeit sei zu schließen Wohl hätten die Kinder gar zugerne noch die Geschichte vom Zigeunerfriedel gehört aber doch mochtensie es kaum erwarten den Onkel ganz aus der Nähe zu sehen Darum warensie alle zufrieden als ihnen die Tante den Schluß der Geschichte fürmorgen in Aussicht stellte und sie nach kurzem entließ Wie einfröhlicher Bergbach stürmten sie zum Tore hinaus und jedes wollte desfreundlichen Mannes Hand drücken Hannchen aber sorgte dafür daß keinesan derselben zu lange hängen blieb mit großer Beharrlichkeit stieß esjedes der Kinder nach erfolgtem Gruße wieder weg um zu zeigen daß hierniemand als es das Recht habe geführt zu werden Der Trupp setzte sichin Bewegung Hannchen immer an Onkels Seite triumphierend bald linksund bald rechts blickend als wollte es sagen Gäll he dä ghörtmine Die Gesellschaft wurde allmählich kleiner indem bei jederWegkreuzung wieder einige Kinder abschwenken mußten und endlich warender Onkel und Hanni allein Jetzt bogen sie in die Hofackerstraße einund schon,57
+Produced by Chris Curnow Joseph Cooper Christine PTravers and the Online Distributed Proofreading Team athttpwwwpgdpnet  CAVALRY IN FUTURE WARS  By HIS EXCELLENCY LIEUTGENERAL  FREDERICK VON BERNHARDI  Commander of the Seventh Division of the German Army  Translated by CHARLES SYDNEY GOLDMAN  Author of With General French and the Cavalry in South Africa  Editor of The Empire and the Century  With an Introduction by  LIEUTGENERAL SIR JOHN FRENCH  KCMG KCB GCVO  LONDON  JOHN MURRAY ALBEMARLE STREET W  1909  _First Edition October 1906_  _Second Edition April 1909_PREFACEI ventured to express the opinion in my book With General French andthe Cavalry in South Africa that if a high ideal of the duties andpossibilities of Cavalry is set before our officers and the means ofinstruction and training are placed within their reach we shallpossess in our next great War a force which if led by men of thestamp of General Sir John French will prove to the world that the dayof Cavalry is far indeed from being pastIn other words I am convinced that with good leadership and theright material in men which the South African War has shown wepossess all that we need to perfect our system is a properrecognition of the changed conditions of modern Warfare and a resolveto break with the old and adapt ourselves to the new situationReforms such as this would necessitate must affect all arms of theService but no branch more than the Cavalry whose task in futurewill be more difficult yet whose compensation lies in thepossibilities of successes possessing greater significance than anyhitherto attainedThe South African War has roused the Cavalry into a renewal ofactivity and has caused their leaders to encourage the study ofCavalry literature likely to develop the capacity of the officer forwriting on these special subjectsAs a step in that direction I gave whatever little cooperation Icould to the formation of the _Cavalry Journal_ in the hope that itmay be conducive to the creation of a class of literature in which ourService is peculiarly deficientIt is of the first importance to realize the conditions that arerevolutionizing the conduct of Modern WarfareSuch knowledge can alone enable us to appreciate the task which isgiven to the Cavalry and to estimate the increased difficulties oftheir function As their range of activity has become restricted incertain directions their sphere of usefulness in others has largelyincreasedThe want of an uptodate work dealing with these facts has Ibelieve been supplied by the recent publication of General vonBernhardis book Our Cavalry in Future Wars translated in thefollowing pages with the object of making it more generally known inthis countryNot only is the contribution valuable as having been written by asoldier of experience in the field who has imbued his work with thedash and fire of the spirit of Cavalry but it also reveals a profoundinsight into the modern conditions of War and the heightened demandsexacted from Cavalry training The author lays continual emphasis onthe fact that Cavalry trained and organized on his lines shouldproduce in the early stages of a War effects so decisive as toinfluence and even determine the succeeding phases of the campaignGeneral von Bernhardi has the gift of close and searching reasoningand the ability to present his views in a vivid and trenchant formas convincing as the writings of the late Colonel HendersonHis opening chapter deals with the conception of the conduct of War inthe sense of today and he proceeds to analyze the functions of theCavalry as modified by the changes which have occurredIn lively detail he explains the difficulties which in future willconfront all Cavalry operations and the sacrifices that will beexacted from this ArmSerious study and untiring perseverance must be claimed from theindividual in order to equip himself mentally and physically for thetask of overcoming these obstacles while Bernhardi shows inconvincing argument the brilliant opportunities of successAlthough the opportunity of tactical action on the battlefield mayhave somewhat suffered Bernhardi sees in the strategical handling ofthe Arm its chief possibilities and here he includes reconnaissanceand operations against the enemys rearward communications and pursuitof a defeated ArmyHe considers cohesion and mobility to be essential to insure superiorstriking power by shock and fire action at the decisive point andemphasizes this principle again and again as the means of attaining ahigh fighting efficiencyIn the chapters on Tactical Leading in Mounted Combats and TacticalConduct of Dismounted Action General von Bernhardi deals with themerits of shock and fire action and the enhanced importance of thelatter as an accessory to though never as a substitute for shockand he defines the respective dispositions for dismounted action whenserving an offensive or defensive purposeAt the same time he avers that success must depend upon the abilityof the leader to realize the situation on his qualities of decisionand on his capacity to maintain a correct balance between theapplication respectively of shock and fire actionThe qualifications which General von Bernhardi expects in the Cavalryleader and those under him go to prove the scientific character of theprofession which demands a standard of extreme efficiencySuccessful Cavalry leading will only be possible when the machinery ofthe instrument employed is technically perfected down to the minutestdetail and this can only be attained by a very elaborate and thoroughtrainingThe book should commend itself particularly to those critics whodrawing conclusions from the South African War contend that theunited offensive action of man and horse culminating in the chargecan no longer avail and that the future lies with the mountedriflemen trained only to dismounted action General von Bernhardimakes it clear that the theatre of War in South Africa does not assistus with any complete objectlessons from which to evolve a change oftactical principles inasmuch as the conditions were entirelyabnormal and in European Warfare are unlikely to recurIt must be remembered that after the first few weeks of 1900 theCavalry in South Africa as an effective force had practically ceasedto exist and that its offensive action was greatly hampered by thestrategical plan of campaign which we adopted subsequently to theoccupation of,4
+Produced by Les BowlerA BUNDLE OF BALLADSEdited By Henry MorleyCONTENTS     INTRODUCTION     CHEVY CHASE     CHEVY CHASE the later version     THE NUTBROWN MAID     ADAM BELL CLYM OF THE CLOUGH AND WILLIAM OF CLOUDESLIE     BINNORIE     KING COPHETUA AND THE BEGGAR MAID     TAKE THY OLD CLOAK ABOUT THEE     WILLOW WILLOW WILLOW     THE LITTLE WEE MAN     THE SPANISH LADYS LOVE     EDWARD EDWARD     ROBIN HOOD     KING EDWARD IV AND THE TANNER OF TAMWORTH     SIR PATRICK SPENS     EDOM O GORDON     THE CHILDREN IN THE WOOD     THE BEGGARS DAUGHTER OF BETHNAL GREEN     THE BAILIFFS DAUGHTER OF ISLINGTON     BARBARA ALLENS CRUELTY     SWEET WILLIAMS GHOST     THE BRAES O YARROW     KEMP OWYNE     OER THE WATER TO CHARLIE     ADMIRAL HOSIERS GHOST     JEMMY DAWSON     WILLIAM AND MARGARET     ELFINLAND WOOD     CASABIANCA     AULD ROBIN GRAY     GLOSSARYINTRODUCTION BY THE EDITORRecitation with dramatic energy by men whose business it was to travelfrom one great house to another and delight the people by the waywas usual among us from the first The scop invented and the gleemanrecited heroic legends and other tales to our AngloSaxon forefathersThese were followed by the minstrels and other tellers of tales writtenfor the people They frequented fairs and merrymakings spreading theknowledge not only of tales in prose or ballad form but of appeals alsoto public sympathy from social reformersAs late as the year 1822 Allan Cunningham in publishing a collectionof Traditional Tales of the English and Scottish Peasantry spoke fromhis own recollection of itinerant storytellers who were welcomed in thehouses of the peasantry and earned a living by their craftThe earliest storytelling was in recitative When the old alliterationpassed on into rhyme and the crowd or rustic fiddle took the place ofthe old gleebeam for accentuation of the measure and the meaning ofthe song we come to the balladsinger as Philip Sidney knew him Sidneysaid in his Defence of Poesy that he never heard the old song ofPercy and Douglas that he found not his heart moved more than with atrumpet and yet he said it is sung but by some blind crowder withno rougher voice than rude style which being so evil apparelled in thedust and cobweb of that uncivil age what would it work trimmed in thegorgeous eloquence of Pindar Many an old ballad instinct with naturalfeeling has been more or less corrupted by bad ear or memory amongthe people upon whose lips it has lived It is to be consideredhowever that the old broader pronunciation of some letters developedsome syllables and the swiftness of speech slurred over otherswhich will account for many an apparent halt in the music of what wasactually on the lips of the balladsinger a good metrical lineChevy Chase is most likely a corruption of the French wordchevauchee which meant a dash over the border for destruction andplunder within the English pale Chevauchee was the French equivalentto the Scottish border raid Close relations between France and Scotlandarose out of their common interest in checking movements towards theirconquest by the kings of England and many French words were used with ahomely turn in Scottish common speech Even that national source of joygreat chieftain of the puddingrace the haggis has its name fromthe French hachis At the end of the old ballad of Chevy Chase whichreads the corrupted word into a new sense as the Hunting on the CheviotHills there is an identifying of the Hunting of the Cheviot with theBattle of Otterburn     Old men that knowen the ground well enough call it the Battle of            Otterburn      At Otterburn began this spurn upon a Monenday      There was the doughty Douglas slain the Percy never went awayThe Battle of Otterburn was fought on the 19th of August 1388 TheScots were to muster at Jedburgh for a raid into England The Earlof Northumberland and his sons learning the strength of the Scottishgathering resolved not to oppose it but to make a counter raid intoScotland The Scots heard of this and divided their force Themain body under Archibald Douglas and others rode for CarlisleA detachment of three or four hundred menatarms and two thousandcombatants partly archers rode for Newcastle and Durham with JamesEarl of Douglas for one of their leaders These were already pillagingand burning in Durham when the Earl of Northumberland first heardof them and sent against them his sons Henry and Ralph Percy In ahandtohand fight between Douglas and Henry Percy Douglas took Percyspennon At Otterburn the Scots overcame the English but Douglas fellstruck by three spears at once and Henry was captured in fight by LordMontgomery There was a Scots ballad on the Battle of Otterburn quotedin 1549 in a bookThe Complaynt of Scotlandthat also referredto the Hunttis of Chevet The older version of Chevy Chase is in anAshmole MS in the Bodleian from which it was first printed in 1719 byThomas Hearne in his edition of William of Newburys History Its authorturns the tables on the Scots with the suggestion of the comparativewealth of England and Scotland in men of the stamp of Douglas and PercyThe later version which was once known more widely is probably notolder than the time of James I and is the version praised by Addisonin Nos 70 and 74 of The SpectatorThe NutBrown Maid,3
+Produced by Keith G RichardsonON CALVINISMBY THEREV WILLIAM HULLPERPETUAL CURATE OF ST GREGORYS NORWICHTouton gar hapase psyche physikon nomon boethon aute kai symmachonepi ton prakteon ho ton holon demiourgos hupestato Dia men tounomou ten eutheian aute paradeixas hodon dia de tes autededoremenes autexousiou eleutherias ten ton kreittonon airesinepainou kai apodoches axian apophenas geron te kai meizononepathlonEusebiusLONDONPRINTED FOR J G F  J RIVINGTONST PAULS CHURCH YARDAND WATERLOO PLACE PALL MALL1841LONDONGILBERT  RIVINGTON PRINTERSST JOHNS SQUARETOTHE HONOURABLE AND VERY REVERENDDR PELLEWDEAN OF NORWICHSirWhen I venture to inscribe to you the following pages I am fearlessof having applied to me Johnsons definition of a dedicator onewho inscribes his work to a patron with compliment and servilityAdulation Sir from any quarter _you_ would resent as anindignity and the tenor of my own life and writings will secure mefrom the imputation of _servile_ deference to others with whateverreverence I may contemplate their rank their talents or theirvirtuesWhen Sir under unusual circumstances I engaged in the ministry ofthe Church the presentation which I received from the Chapter wason my part unsolicited and unexpected and on yours a favour doneon public principle to one who was personally unknown to youIn respectfully presenting to your attention this short treatise Ido not prejudge your opinion of its contents whether favourable oradverse The responsibility rests exclusively with the writerBut I cherish the persuasion that it contains no sentiments andexpresses no feelings which can be justly displeasing to adignified clergyman who has firmly professed his attachment to thegreat principles of the Church in times more dangerous to herinterests and more difficult for her ministers than any which haveheretofore occurred since the great RebellionI have the honour to be Siryour obliged and faithful servantWILLIAM HULLEaton next NorwichSept 1841PREFACEThat strenuous attempts are now in progress to propagate Calvinismin its most objectionable forms by impressing into its service thatspirit of earnest but often misinformed piety which has beenawakened within the bosom of the Church is too notorious to requireproof or to admit of refutationThe following sheets have been written and are now published underthe solemn conviction that the danger to be apprehended from theextensive diffusion of this creed both to religion and the Churchrenders it impossible that it should be allowed to pursue itsunmolested course without correspondent efforts on the part ofsound Churchmen to counteract its baleful influenceSuperstition which lays undue stress on outward forms andfanaticism which gives credit to preternatural impulses andprofesses a particular kind of inspiration differing not at all frominfallibility are the Scylla and Charybdis through which overstormy waters or serene we have to make our steady way Both areequally intolerant and both are condemned by the genius ofProtestantism the constitution of the Church and the spirit of theBibleIt is devoutly to be desired that none who are more regardful oftruth than of party that none who are alive to the real state ofthe times and to the character of the respective interests whichmay hereafter be brought into unhappy collision may hesitatethrough fear or favour to act in this crisis with moral couragetempered with holy charity Let them discountenance all extremeinnovations from whatsoever quarter they may proceed or bywhatsoever distinguished names they may be sanctioned Let them risewith manly integrity above the mean suggestions of temporizingpolicy and look only to the substantial and permanent interests ofthe Church which are those of truth and charity of freedom inalliance with order of Christianity in its most ennobling form andof the public welfare of the British EmpireIf the spirit of rigid Calvinism under any plausible disguiseshould be widely diffused through the Anglican Church we need noprophetic mind to announce that it will lead to consequences fatalto her peace and liberty introducing a spiritual despotism whosepower will be felt throughout the length and breadth of the landoverawing as in the days of John Knox the majesty of princes andspreading its morbid gloom to the sequestered cottage of thepeasant in the remotest regions and most unfrequented provincesHistory proves that the men who are deeply imbued with this spiritmerge all other interests in their devoted zeal to its propagationThose of that party who like Mr Noel think our venerable Churchmeans no more than our venerable _selves_ will be ready to betrayher into the hands of her adversaries whensoever they may be deemedstrong enough to carry her outworks and to supplant the orthodoxclergyman by the Calvinistic ministerwhile those who reverencethe Apostolical succession or the general order of the Church willform within our pale an intolerant party intriguing for dominionrestless and oppressive never to be satisfied until they havecrushed or excluded all who have dared to profess their rejection ofthe Calvinistic theologyIn the spirit already exemplified by the Pastoral Aid Society forthe detection of whose sectarian principles we are indebted to theChristian courage of Dr Molesworth they will throw obstacles inthe way of candidates for ordination or parochial cures if theycome not up to the doctrinal standard of their _triers_ theepiscopal functions will be usurped or controlled by the ruthlesszeal of an ecclesiastical faction the Church societies for theextension of Christian knowledge and piety will lose their catholiccharacter dwindling into ignoble channels for spreading abroad thebigotry of an exclusive school and gone for ever will be thosebeautiful charities and that liberal regard to the just exercise ofChristian and clerical freedom which have been recently elicitedand expressed with deliberate solemnity in the correspondence ofthe Archbishop of Canterbury and the Bishop of London with thereverend Canon Wodehouse on the subject of subscriptionThe author of this tract has aimed at conciseness so far as thenature of the argument would allow not employing those arts bywhich a big book is made But if the smallness of the work does notseem to accord with the magnitude of the subject it is not to beinferred that the sentiments have been hastily formed or rashlyvindicated For many years they have been taking deep root in themind of the writer nor would he have engaged in the ministry of theChurch but on the conviction after serious inquiry that her faithwas primitive and not CalvinisticHe has spared,0
+Produced by Peter Vachuska Chuck Greif Martin Pettit andthe Online Distributed Proofreading Team athttpwwwpgdpnetBIRDSEYE VIEWS OF FAR LANDS_by_JAMES T NICHOLSAuthor of Lands of Sacred Story The World Around etcPublished byJAMES T NICHOLSUniversity Place StationDES MOINES IOWACopyrighted 1922Illustration JAMES T NICHOLSINTRODUCTIONBirdseye Views of Far Lands is an interesting wholesome presentation ofsomething that a keeneyed alert traveler with the faculty of makingcontrasts with all classes of people in all sorts of places in such asympathetic way as to win their esteem and confidence has been able topick up as he has roamed over the face of the earth for a quarter of acenturyThe book is not a geography a history a treatise on sociology orpolitical economy It is a _Human Interest_ book which appeals to thereader who would like to go as the writer has gone and to see as thewriter has seen the conformations of surface the phenomena of natureand the human group that make up what we call a worldThe reader finds facts indicating travel and study set forth in suchvigorous vivid style that the attention is held by a story while mostvaluable information is being obtained The casual reader the pupil inthe public school and student in the high school professional men andwomen will all find the book at once highly interesting andinstructive In no other book with which I am acquainted can so muchthat is interesting be learned of the world in so short time and in sucha pleasing wayTeachers in rural schools will find the book especially helpful It willinspire the pupils in the upper grades in these schools to do someobservation work themselves and to in this manner seek to learn theirown localities better while at the same time it will suggest thecollection of materials about other countries their peoples productscharacteristics and importance from sources other than text books_Every rural school as well as every high school and public library inthe land should have one or more copies of this book_W F BARR_Dean College of EducationDrake University_AN ACKNOWLEDGMENTThe contents of this book have appeared in substance in SuccessfulFarming a magazine that has a circulation of more than eight hundredand fifty thousand copies per issue and the book is published largelyat the request of many of the readers of this journalThe author began traveling in foreign countries many years ago Some ofthe countries described in the book have been visited many times andoften with unusual opportunity to see places and people as they reallyareWhen the writer began traveling it was with no thought of ever writingfor a magazine or publishing a book It is only natural however thatone would read what others say about the countries he expected to visitTravel books and articles were often read in public libraries and thehabit was formed of making extensive notes sometimes entire sentencesbeing copied in notebook without the use of quotation marks or anyreference whatever to the author It is therefore impossible to givecredit where credit is often dueNo literary merit is claimed for the book The information was gained inevery possible way and the book is sent forth hoping that it will besuggestive and helpful especially to those who find it impossible tovisit foreign lands If the eye of an author of a book or magazinearticle should read the following pages and fall upon a thought orsentence that is familiar it will be evidence that your book or articlewas very helpful to the one who writes these lines This book is simplyan effort to pass some of the worth while things on to othersJas T Nichols handwritten signatureTABLE OF CONTENTSCHAPTER                                                        PAGE    I   The Land of OppositesChina                              5   II   The Pearl of the OrientPhilippines                     12  III   The Country America Opened to CivilizationJapan        20   IV   The Transformation of a NationKorea                    28    V   A Great Unknown LandManchuria                          35   VI   The Land of SorrowSiberia                              43  VII   The Home of BolshevismRussia                           51 VIII   The Nation That Conquers the SeaHolland                58   IX   The Nation That the World HonorsBelgium                65    X   A Glimpse of Americas FriendFrance                    73   XI   Some Impressions of the Great Peace Conference           81  XII   The Nightmare of EuropeAlsaceLorraine,13
+Produced by C St Charleskindt and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet This file wasproduced from images generously made available by TheInternet ArchiveAmerican LibrariesHISTORY PLAYS_for_THE GRAMMAR GRADESCopyrighted 1922 Mary Ella Lyng  _To_  MISS CORA GALLAGHER  _Principal of_  MCKINLEY SCHOOL  In appreciation of a pleasant association  and many kindnessesINTRODUCTIONThe play idea will always appeal to the minds of children History sooften thought to be a dry subject is made a live wide awake game whenthe pupils live the parts The great men and women of history are madereal to themThis method has been worked out by the pupils in the fifth grade inthe McKinley School in San Francisco and found to be most successfulThe chief characters in Maces Beginners History the California StateText have been dramatized The children read the story and study byoutline Then with the help of the teacher the important events aremade into a playMuch outside reading is encouraged This awakens an interest in goodreading and an ability to do independent studyingThe lives of great men and women represent great things Studyingabout these people is an inspiration to the children for the biggerand nobler things of life  Lives of great men all remind us  We can make our lives sublime  And departing leave behind us  Footprints on the sands of time  _Longfellow_MARY ELLA LYNGCONTENTS    CHRISTOPHER COLUMBUS                   5    JOHN SMITH and POCAHONTAS              7    SIR WALTER RALEIGH                     8    WILLIAM PENN                          10    SIR FRANCIS DRAKE                     11    PILGRIMS                              13    GEORGE WASHINGTON                     15    GEORGE ROGERS CLARK                   20    ANDREW JACKSON                        21    JOHN C FREMONT                       24    WEBSTER CLAY and CALHOUN             27    THE STORY OF ABRAHAM LINCOLN          33    GRANT AND LEE                         35    ROBERT E LEE                         36    SOME WOMEN OF HISTORY                 38CHRISTOPHER COLUMBUSINTRODUCTION  Christopher Columbus was born in Genoa Italy more than four hundred  and fifty years ago Genoa was a rich town on the Mediterranean Sea  She had trading routes to India China and Japan  Columbus was fond of stories of the sea and liked the study of  geography He was anxious to go to sea and while a boy made his first  voyage When he grew up to be a man he went to Lisbon the capital  of Portugal The bold deeds of Henry of Portugal drew many seamen to  this city  Lisbon was full of learned men and sailors longing to go on long  voyages These sailors had tried to find a shorter way to India but  without success  Columbus thought this could be done by going directly west He thought  the world round although most people at that time thought it flat  After many trails he laid his plans before the Court of the King of  Spain  The first act will be Columbus at the Court of SpainACT I  King and Queen on thronecourtiers around  Columbus enters and bows before king and queenQ ISABELLA You have come to us to talk about a shorter way to IndiaCOLUMBUS Yes your Majesty According to this map and the proof Ihave gathered I believe India to be directly west I have gone onlong voyages and have talked to many seamen about the signs of landto the westward I believe the world to be round and if your Majestycould aid me I know I could find this shorter routeQUEEN We would be glad indeed to aid you but at the present timeSpain has little money The war has taken so muchWISE MAN OF SPAIN Your Majesty this man thinks the world round Thatis foolish If you use your eyes you can see it is flat To sailwestward in the hope of getting to India is impossible and ridiculousWISE MAN Your Majesty I think this man right He says the world isround and I think if we study carefully we will find it is so If itis possible we should give him a chance      _End of,14
+Produced by Stephane Charland Juliet Sutherland and theOnline Distributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetBlacks Boys and Girls LibraryTALES FROM SCOTTISH BALLADSIN THE SAME SERIES  TALES OF KING ARTHUR            by DOROTHY SENIOR  MIKE A Public School Story    by P G WODEHOUSE  THE CAVEMEN A TALE OF  THE TIME OF                     by STANLEY WATERLOO  WONDER TALES OF THE  ANCIENT WORLD                   by JAMES BAIKIE DD FRAS  THE STORY OF ROBIN HOOD         by JOHN FINNEMORE  ROBINSON CRUSOE                 by DANIEL DEFOE  SWISS FAMILY ROBINSON           Edited by G E MITTON  MOTHER GOOSES NURSERY RHYMES   Edited by L E WALTER MBE BSc  TOM BROWNS SCHOOLDAYS          by THOMAS HUGHES  IN THE YEAR OF WATERLOO         FACE TO FACE WITH NAPOLEON     by O V CAINE  WITCHS HOLLOW                  by A W BROOK  MUCKLE JOHN                     by FREDERICK WATSON  ANDERSENS FAIRY TALES  ÆSOPS FABLES  THE ARABIAN NIGHTS  GRIMMS FAIRY TALES  GRANNYS WONDERFUL CHAIR        by FRANCES BROWNE  BRITISH FAIRY AND FOLK TALES    by W J GLOVER  THE ADVENTURES OF DON QUIXOTE   by MIGUEL DE CERVANTES  COOKS VOYAGES OF DISCOVERY  MR MIDSHIPMAN EASY  TALES FROM HAKLUYT              Selected by FRANK ELIAS  GREEK WONDER TALES              OTTOMAN WONDER TALES           by LUCY M GARNETT  GULLIVERS TRAVELS  THE HEROES                      THE WATER BABIES               by CHARLES KINGSLEY  BOOK OF CELTIC STORIES          by ELIZ W GRIERSON  _FOR GIRLS_  A GIRLS ADVENTURES IN KOREA   by AGNES HERBERT  _SIMILAR TO THE ABOVE_  CRANFORD                     By Mrs ELIZABETH GASKELL  With 8 Illustrations in Colour  A  C BLACK LTD 4 5  6 SOHO SQUARE LONDON W 1AGENTS_New York_ THE MACMILLAN COMPANY_Melbourne_ THE OXFORD UNIVERSITY PRESS_Toronto_ THE MACMILLAN COMPANY OF CANADA_Bombay Calcutta Madras_ MACMILLAN AND COMPANY LTDIllustration THIS VERY NIGHT WE WILL RIDE OVER INTO ETTRICK AND LIFTA WHEEN O THEM P 106TALES FROMSCOTTISH BALLADSBYELIZABETH W GRIERSONAUTHOR OF THE BOOK OF CELTIC STORIESTHE BOOK OF EDINBURGH ETCWITH FOUR FULLPAGEILLUSTRATIONS IN COLOUR FROM DRAWINGS BYALLAN STEWARTA  C BLACK LTD4 5  6 SOHO SQUARE LONDON W 1_Printed in Great Britain__First Edition Childrens Tales from Scottish Balladspublished in 1906__New Edition published in 1916__Reprinted and included in Boys and Girls Library in 1925__Reprinted in 1930_ToMY TWO FIRESIDE CRITICSA S G AND J B GCONTENTSTHE LOCHMABEN HARPER              1THE LAIRD O LOGIE               11KINMONT WILLIE                   32THE GUDE WALLACE                 63THE WARLOCK O OAKWOOD           81MUCKLEMOUED MEG               101DICK O THE COW                 125THE HEIR OF LINNE               143BLACK AGNACE OF DUNBAR          161THOMAS THE RHYMER               195LORD SOULIS                     214THE BROWNIE OF BLEDNOCK         234SIR PATRICK SPENS               244YOUNG BEKIE                     259THE EARL OF MARS DAUGHTER      274HYNDE HORN                      291THE GAY GOSHAWK                310LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONSIN COLOURFROM DRAWINGS BY ALLAN STEWART  This very night we will ride over into  Ettrick and lift a wheen o them           _Frontispiece_,0
+Produced by Nick Hodson of London EnglandThe Italian Twins by Lucy Fitch Perkins________________________________________________________________________This is a truly delightful little book despite the sad predicament inwhich the Twins find themselves  Beppo and Beppina are twelve years oldand are the older children of the aristocratic Marchese Grifoni  Theyare taken by their family nurse to visit the cathedral in the centre ofthe city of Florence for it is Easter Saturday  Unfortunately theylose contact with Teresina the nurse and set off to find their own wayback home  But somehow they lose their way and are wondering whatdirection to take when they come across a man and woman with aperforming monkey and bear  The woman offers to take the children homeand they all jump up into the van drawn by a donkey  But when it getsdark the children realise they have been kidnappedThey travel on through the villages and the children give performancesof dances the woman has taught them and sing beautifully the songs theyhave learnt previously  In this way they earn their keep  The woman isdetermined to get back to the islandcity of Venice which is where herfamily are  After many months Beppo works out how to escape by stealinga boat and the children make their way due west to Padua  By chancetheir own nurse Teresina and their mother the Marchesa are in Padua topray to Saint Antony for his help in restoring the lost Twins to theirfamily  Great are the rejoicings when Teresina finds the children________________________________________________________________________THE ITALIAN TWINS BY LUCY FITCH PERKINSCHAPTER ONEMORNING IN THE GRIFONI PALACENear the banks of the river Arno in an upper room of the beautiful oldpalace of the Grifoni family Beppina the twelveyearold daughter ofthe Marchese lay peacefully sleeping  In his own room across the hallfrom hers Beppo her twin brother slept also though it was alreadyearly dawn of Easter Saturday in the city of Florence and both childrenhad meant to be up before the sun that no hour of the precious holidayshould be lost in sleepIt was the jingle of donkey bells and the sound of laughing voices inthe street below her windows that at last roused Beppina  Though it wasnot yet light the peasants were already pouring into the city fromoutlying villages and farms bringing their families in donkeycarts orwagons drawn by sleek oxen to enjoy the wonderful events which were totake place in the city on that holy dayBeppina opened her great dark eyes and sat up in bed to listen  Imawake before Beppo she whispered joyfully to herself  I told him Ishould be first  I wonder what time it isAs if in answer to her question a distant clock struck five  Fiveoclock murmured Beppina and struggling to her knees in her greatcarved bed she dipped a dainty finger in the vase of holy water whichhung on the wall near by and crossed herself devoutly  Then foldingher hands she murmured an Ave Maria before the image of the Virginwhich stood on the little table beside her bed  This duty done sheslid to the floor thrust her little white feet into a pair of blue feltslippers and her arms into the sleeves of a gay wrapper then ranacross the room to the eastern windowsAs she pushed open the shutters a gleam of sunshine flashed across theroom lighting the dim frescoes on the high ceiling and paling thelight of the little lamp which burned before the image of the MadonnaA wandering breeze fresh from the distant hills blew in making theflame dance and flicker and flaunting a corner of the white counterpanegayly in the airBeppina leaned her arms on the wide stone windowsill and looked outover Florence  The sun had just risen above the blue crest of theApennines its level rays tipping the Campanile and the great dome ofthe Cathedral with light and turning eastern windowpanes into flamingbeacons  The glowing colour of the sky was reflected in the waters ofthe Arno which flowed beneath its many bridges like a stream of moltengold  Pigeons wheeled and circled above the roofs and the air wasfilled with gentle croonings and the whir of wingsFor a moment Beppina stood drinking in the freshness of the lovelyspring morning then stepping softly to the door of her room sheopened it cautiously and peered into the dark corridor  She listenedthere was not a sound in the house except the gurgle of a distant snoreAh that Teresina murmured Beppina to herself  She sleeps like akettle boiling  First the lid rattles then there is a whistle like thesteam  Why does she not put corks in her nose at night and shut thenoise up inside of herShe slipped silently into the hall and listened at the door of Bepposroom  She heard no sound and was just on the point of turning theknob when the door flew open of itself and a boy with great dark eyeslike her own burst into the corridor and bumped directly into herBeppina backed hastily against the wall and though the breath wasnearly knocked out of her remembered to offer him her Easter greetingsBuona Pasqua Beppo mio she gasped  I was just going to wake youTo wake me  Beppo shouted derisively  Thats a good joke  Im upfirst just as I said I should be  See I am all dressed and youyouhave not even begunBeppina laid her finger on her lips  Hush Beppo she whisperedDont roar so  Its only five oclock and every one else in the houseis asleep  Not even the maids have stirred and as for Teresinalistento her  She sleeps like the dead though less quietly yet she rousesat once if the baby stirs and if we should wake the baby at this hourshe would be angry at us all day longThey listened for a moment to the appalling sounds which rolled forthfrom the room where Teresina the nurse slept  Then Beppo said Ifthe baby can,15
+Produced by Colin Bell Keith Edkins and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet Thisfile was produced from images generously made availableby The Internet ArchiveAmerican LibrariesTranscribers note A few typographical errors have been corrected theyare listed at the end of the texta signifies a with macron e e with breve and so forth                                   A HANDBOOKOFTHE ENGLISH LANGUAGEFOR THE USE OFSTUDENTS OF THE UNIVERSITIES ANDHIGHER CLASSES OF SCHOOLSBYR G LATHAM MD FRSLATE PROFESSOR OF THE ENGLISH LANGUAGE AND LITERATUREUNIVERSITY COLLEGE LONDONNEWYORK D APPLETON  COMPANY 443  445 BROADWAY MDCCCLXIV                                   CONTENTS                                     PART I  GENERAL ETHNOLOGICAL RELATIONS OF THE ENGLISH LANGUAGE  CHAPTER I  GERMANIC ORIGIN OF THE ENGLISH LANGUAGEDATE  SECTION                                       PAGE  1 English language not British                  1  2 Real origin German                            1  3 Accredited immigrations and settlements       2  4 5 Criticism                               4 5  CHAPTER II  GERMANIC ORIGIN OF THE ENGLISH LANGUAGETHE GERMANIC AREA OF THE      PARTICULAR GERMANS WHO INTRODUCED ITEXTRACT FROM BEDA  6 7 Jutes Angles and Saxons                  6  8 9 Extract from Beda                       6 7  1013 Criticism                              811  14 15 Angles                              11 12  16 Saxons of Beda                          12 13  17 AngloSaxon area                            13  18 19 The Frisians                        13 14  20 AngloSaxon area                            14  CHAPTER III  OF THE DIALECTS OF THE SAXON AREA AND OF THE SOCALLED OLD SAXON  2129 Old Saxon and AngloSaxon            16 17  CHAPTER IV  AFFINITIES OF THE ENGLISH WITH THE LANGUAGES OF GERMANY AND SCANDINAVIA  30 31 Gothic languages                        18  3234 Divisions of the Gothic stock            18  35 MoesoGothic                                19  36 Old High German                             19  37 Low German                                  19  38 Frisian and Dutch                           19  39 PlattDeutsch                               20  40 41 Comparison                           2123  CHAPTER V  ANALYSIS OF THE ENGLISH LANGUAGEGERMANIC ELEMENTSTHE ANGLES  42 Analysis                                    24  4354 Anglestheir relations,0
+Produced by Roger Frank and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetSAMANTHA AT CONEY ISLANDIllustration _Marietta Holley_ _Samantha_SAMANTHA AT CONEY ISLANDANDA THOUSAND OTHER ISLANDSBYJOSIAH ALLENS WIFEMarietta HolleyTHE CHRISTIAN HERALDBible House New YorkCOPYRIGHT 1911THE CHRISTIAN HERALDTHE PLIMPTON PRESS NORWOOD MASS USACONTENTS CHAPTER ONE In Which the Coney Island Microbe Enters Our Quiet Home            1 CHAPTER TWO We set sail for Thousand Island Park and have a real good time but Josiah murmurs about Coney                                   23 CHAPTER THREE We seek Quiet and Happiness in their beautiful hants and mingle with the pleasure seekers of Alexandria Bay                      39 CHAPTER FOUR We enjoy the hospitalities of Whitfields aunts boardinhouse at the Park and my pardner goes afishin                        57 CHAPTER FIVE Josiahs imagination about his fishin exploits carries him to a pint where I have to rebuke him which makes him dretful huffy    73 CHAPTER SIX In which I draw the matrimonial line round my pardner and also keep my eye on Mr Pomper                                         87 CHAPTER SEVEN In which Josiah proposes to dance and Mr Pomper makes an advance                                                          101 CHAPTER EIGHT In which Mr Pomper declares his intenshuns an gives his views on matrimony                                               123 CHAPTER NINE In which Mr Pomper makes a offer of marriage and Faith has a wonderful experience                                           147 CHAPTER TEN We Hear a Great Temperance Sermon but Josiah Still Hankers for Coney Island                                                 163 CHAPTER ELEVEN In Which We Return Home and I Perswaide Josiah to Build a Cottage for Tirzah Ann                                           183 CHAPTER TWELVE In Which Josiah Still Works at His Plan for Tirzah Anns Cottage and Decides to Send His Lumber C O W                 201 CHAPTER THIRTEEN In Which Josiah and Serenus Depart Sarahuptishusly for Coney Island and I Start in Pursuit                              211 CHAPTER FOURTEEN The Curious Sights I Seen An the HairRaisin Episodes I Underwent in My Agonizin Search for My Pardner                  221 CHAPTER FIFTEEN I Visit the Moon the Witchin Waves Open Air Circus Advise the Monkeys Make the Male Statute Laugh but Do Not Find Josiah                                               233 CHAPTER SIXTEEN The Wonderful and Mysterious Sights I Saw in Steeple Chase Park and My Search There for My Pardner                         249 CHAPTER SEVENTEEN In Which I Continue My Search for Josiah Through Dreamland Huntin for Him in Vain and Return to Bildads at Night Weary and Despairin                                             273 CHAPTER EIGHTEEN Josiah Found at Last the Awful Fire at Dreamland and the Terrible Sights I Saw There                                      293 CHAPTER NINETEEN We Return to Jonesville and Josiah Builds Tirzah Anns Cottage With Strange Inventions and Additions,32
+Produced by Al HainesSAWTOOTH RANCHBYB M BOWER  METHUEN  CO LTD  36 ESSEX STREET WC  LONDONBY THE SAME AUTHOR  JEAN OF THE LAZY A  GOOD INDIAN  THE UPHILL CLIMB  THE GRINGOS  THE FLYING US LAST STAND  THE PHANTOM HERD  THE HERITAGE OF THE SIOUX  SKYRIDERThis Book was First Published in Great Britain    March 10th 1921First Issued in this Cheap Form    1922CONTENTSCHAP     I  LITTLE FISH    II  THE ENCHANTMENT OF LONG DISTANCE   III  REALITY IS WEIGHED AND FOUND WANTING    IV  SHES A GOOD GIRL WHEN SHE AINT CRAZY     V  A DEATH BY ACCIDENT    VI  LONE ADVISES SILENCE   VII  THE MAN AT WHISPER  VIII  IT TAKES NERVE JUST TO HANG ON    IX  THE EVIL EYE OF THE SAWTOOTH     X  ANOTHER SAWTOOTH ACCIDENT    XI  SWAN TALKS WITH HIS THOUGHTS   XII  THE QUIRT PARRIES THE FIRST BLOW  XIII  LONE TAKES HIS STAND   XIV  FRANKS DEAD    XV  SWAN TRAILS A COYOTE   XVI  THE SAWTOOTH SHOWS ITS HAND  XVII  YACK DONT LIE XVIII  I THINK AL WOODRUFFS GOT HER   XIX  SWAN CALLS FOR HELP    XX  KIDNAPPED   XXI  OH I COULD KILL YOU  XXII  YACK I LICK YOU GOOD IF YOU BARK XXIII  I COULDA LOVED THIS LITTLE GIRL  XXIV  ANOTHER STORY BEGINSSAWTOOTH RANCHCHAPTER ILITTLE FISHQuirt Creek flowed sluggishly between willows which sagged none toogracefully across its deeper pools or languished beside the rockystretches that were bone dry from July to October with a narrowchannel in the centre where what water there was hurried along to thepools below  For a mile or more where the land lay fairly level in aplatterlike valley set in the lower hills the mud that rimmed thepools was scored deep with the tracks of the TJ upanddown cattleas the double monogram of Hunter and Johnson was calledA hard brand to work a cattleman would tell you  Yet the TJupanddown herd never seemed to increase beyond a niggardly threehundred or so though the Quirt ranch was older than its lordlyneighbours the Sawtooth Cattle Company who numbered their cattle bytens of thousands and whose riders must have strings of fifteen horsesapiece to keep them going older too than many a modest ranch that hadflourished awhile and had finished as linecamps of the Sawtooth whenthe Sawtooth bought ranch and brand for a lump sum that looked big tothe rancher who immediately departed to make himself a new homeelsewhere older than others which had somehow gone to pieces when therancher died or went to the penitentiary under the stigma of a longsentence as a cattle thief  There were many such for the Sawtoothpowerful and stern against outlawry tolerated no pilfering from theirthousandsThe less you have the more careful you are of your possessionsHunter and Johnson owned exactly a section and a half of land and fora mile and a half Quirt Creek was fenced upon either side  They hiredtwo men cut what hay they could from a field which they irrigated fedtheir cattle through the cold weather watched them zealously throughthe summer and managed to ship enough beef each fall to pay theirgrocery bill and their mens wages and have a balance sufficient to buywhat clothes they needed and perhaps pay a doctor if one of them fellill  Which frequently happened since Brit was becoming a prey torheumatism that sometimes kept him in bed and Frank occasionallyindulged himself in a gallon or so of bad whisky and sufferedafterwards from a badly deranged digestionTheir house was a tworoom log cabin built when logs were easier toget than lumber  That the cabin contained two rooms was the result ofcircumstances rather than design  Brit had hauled from themountainside logs long and logs short and it had seemed a shame tocut the long ones any shorter  Later when the outside world had crepta little closer to their wildernessas go where you will the outsideworld has a way of doinghe had built a leanto shed against the cabinfrom what lumber there was left after building a cowshed against thelogbarnIn the early days Brit had had a wife and two children but the wifecould not endure the loneliness of the ranch nor the inconvenience ofliving in a tworoom log cabin  She was continually worrying overrattlesnakes and diphtheria and pneumonia and begging Brit to sell outand live in town  She had married him because he was a cowboy andbecause he was a nimble dancer and rode gallantly with silvershankedspurs ajingle on his heels and a snakeskin band around his hat andbecause a ranch away out on Quirt Creek had sounded exactly like astory in a bookAdventures picturesqueness even romance are recognised andappreciated only at a distance  Mrs Hunter lost the perspective ofromance and adventure and shed tears because there was sufficientmineral in the water to yellow her weeks washing and for variousother causes which she had never foreseen and to which she refused toresign herselfCame a time when she delivered a shrillvoiced tearblurred ultimatumto Brit  Either he must sell out and move to town or she would takethe children and leave him  Of towns Brit knew nothing except thepostoffice saloon cheap restaurant sideand a barber shop where afellow could get a shave and haircut before he went to see his girlBrit could not imagine himself actually _living_ day after day in atown  Three or four days had always been his limit  It was in arestaurant that he had first met his wife  He had stayed three dayswhen he had meant to finish his business in,7
+Produced by Chris Curnow Joseph Cooper Diane Monico andthe Online Distributed Proofreading Team athttpwwwpgdpnetConstruction WorkforRural and ElementarySchoolsBYVIRGINIA McGAWTeacher in the Elementary Schoolof BaltimoreA FLANAGAN COMPANYCHICAGOCOPYRIGHT 1909BYA FLANAGAN COMPANYPREFACEIn offering this volume to the public the author has but onewishnamely that it may supply a want in time of need and help someone over a difficult placeMost of the subjectmatter in Parts One Two Three and Four waswritten for and has been previously published in the _AtlanticEducational Journal_ with a view to assisting the rural teacher Thepresent volume comprises a revision of the articles published togetherwith a short account of one seasons work in a school garden and hasthe same objectthat of aiding the rural teacher by means of a fewsimple suggestionsThe work is divided into five partsCord Construction PaperConstruction Wood Construction Basketry and The SchoolGarden No subject is dealt with at length The aim has been to givesimple models that may be made without elaborate preparation or specialmaterialBelieving that a child is most likely to appreciate his tools when herealizes their value or knows their history a brief introduction toeach part is given and wherever possible the place of the occupationin race history is dealt with and an account of the culture andhabitat of the material is givenAs clear a statement as is possible is made of how the model isconstructed and in most cases both a working drawing and a picture aregiven                              VIRGINIA McGAWBALTIMORE MARYLAND  April 1909ACKNOWLEDGMENTSTo the _Atlantic Educational Journal_ for the privilege of revising andrelinquishing the articles on Cord Paper Wood and BasketryTo Mr George M Gaither Supervisor of Manual Training in the PublicSchools of Baltimore for five of the woodwork patternsTo President Richard W Silvester of the Maryland AgriculturalCollege for the inspiration to write the _Garden Bulletin_ hisconsent to its republication and his hearty coöperation in itsrevisionCONTENTSCORD CONSTRUCTIONINTRODUCTORY REMARKS                             9KNOTS                                            9    1 Overhand Knot                             10    2 Square Knot                               10    3 Granny Knot                             11CHAINS                                          11    4 Loop Chain                                11    5 Overhand Knot Chain                       13    6 Solomons Knot Chain                      13COMBINED KNOTS AND CHAINS                       15    7 Knotted Bag                               15    8 Miniature HammockKnotted                16    9 Miniature PortièreKnotted               17WEAVING                                         17    10 Miniature HammockWoven                 17PAPER CONSTRUCTIONINTRODUCTORY REMARKS                            25A MODEL LESSON                                  27    1 Windmill or Pinwheel                     31    2 Square Tray No I                         31    3 Square Tray No II                        31    4 Square Box with Cover,62
+Produced by Roger Frank and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetIllustration We gathered wood and made a fireTHE PRAIRIE CHILDBy ARTHUR STRINGERAuthor ofAre All Men Alike and the Lost Titian The Prairie MotherThe Prairie Wife The Wine of Life The Door of DreadThe Man Who Couldnt Sleep etcIllustrationWith Frontispiece byE F WARDA L BURT COMPANYPublishers        New YorkPublished by arrangement with The BobbsMerrill CompanyPrinted in U S ACopyright 1922The Pictorial Review CompanyCopyright 1922The BobbsMerrill CompanyPrinted in the United States of AmericaTHE PRAIRIE CHILD_Friday the Eighth of March_But the thing I cant understand DinkyDunk is how you ever_could_Could what my husband asked in an aerated tone of voiceI had to gulp before I got it outCould kiss a woman like that I managed to explainDuncan Argyll McKail looked at me with a much cooler eye than I hadexpected If he saw my shudder he paid no attention to itOn much the same principle he quietly announced that the Chineseeat birds nestsJust what do you mean by that I demanded resenting the fact thathe could stand as silent as a December beehive before my moroselyquestioning eyesI mean that being married youve run away with the idea that allbirds nests are made out of mud and straw with possibly a garnishof horse hairs But if youd really examine these edible nests youdfind they were made of surprisingly appealing and succulent tendrilsTheyre quite appetizing you may be sure or theyd never be eatenI stood turning this over exactly as Ive seen my Dinkie turn over anunexpectedly rancid nutArent you under the circumstances being rather stupidly clever Ifinally askedWhen I suppose youd rather see me cleverly stupid he found theheart to suggestBut that woman to me always looked like a frog I protested doingmy best to duplicate his pose of impersonalityWell she doesnt make love like a frog he retorted with his firstbetraying touch of anger I turned to the window to the end that myElizaCrossingtheIce look wouldnt be entirely at his mercy Abelated March blizzard was slapping at the panes and cuffing thehousecorners At the end of a long winter I knew tempers were aptto be short But this was much more than a matter of barometers Theman Id wanted to live with like a second Suzanne de Sirmont inDaudets _Happiness_ had not only cut me to the quick but was rubbingsalt in the wound He had said what he did with deliberate intent tohurt me for it was only too obvious that he was tired of being on thedefensive And it did hurt It couldnt help hurting For the manafter all was my husband He was the husband to whom Id given up thebest part of my life the twolegged basket into which Id packed allmy eggs of allegiance And now he was scrambling that preciouscollection for a cheap omelette of amorous adventure He was myhusband I kept reminding myself But that didnt cover the entirecase No husband whose heart is right stands holding another womansshoulder and tries to read her shoenumbers through her ardentlyupturned eyes It shows the wind is not blowing right in the homecircle It shows a rent in the dyke a flaw in the blade a breach inthe fortresswall of faith For marriage to the wife who is a motheras well impresses me as rather like the spliced arrow of theEsquimos it is cemented together with blood It is a solemn matterAnd for the sake of _mutterschutz_ if for nothing else it must bekept that wayThere was a time I suppose when the thought of such a thing wouldhave taken my breath away would have chilled me to the bone But Idbeen through my refining fires in that respect and you cant burnthe prairie over twice in the same season I tried to tell myself itwas the setting and not the essential fact that seemed so odious Idid my best to believe it wasnt so much that Duncan Argyll McKail hadstooped to make advances to this bandylegged sheteacher whom Id socharitably housed at Casa Grande since the beginning of the yearforId long since learned not to swallow the antique claim that of allterrestrial _carnivora_ only man and the lion are trulymonogamousbut more the fact it had been made such a backstairsaffair with no solitary redeeming touch of dignityDinkyDunk I suppose would have laughed it away if I hadnt walkedin on them with their arms about each other and the bandylegged onebreathing her capitulating sighs into his ear But there wasdesperation in the eyes of Miss Alsina Teeswater and it was plain tosee that if my husband had been merely playing with fire it had becomea much more serious matter with the lady in the case There was infact something almost dignifying in that strickenly defiant face ofhers I was almost sorry for her when she turned and walkedwhitelipped out of the room What I resented most as I stood facingmy husband was his paraded casualness his refusal to take a tragicsituation tragically His attitude seemed to imply that we were aboutto have a difference over a small thingover a small thing with browneyes He could even stand inspecting me with a mildly amused glanceand I might have forgiven his mildness I suppose if it had beenwithout amusement and that amusement in some way at my expense Heeven managed to laugh as I stood there staring at him It was neitheran honest nor a natural laugh It merely gave me the feeling that hewas trying to entrench himself behind a raw mound of mirth that anyshelter was welcome until the barrage was liftedAnd what do you intend doing about it I asked more quietly than Ihad imagined possibleWhat would you suggest he parried as he began to feel in hispockets for his pipeAnd I still had a sense as I saw the barricaded look come into hisface of entrenchments being frantically thrown up I continued tostare at him as he found his pipe and proceeded to fill it I evenwrung a ghostly satisfaction out,1
+Produced by Daniel FromontTranscribers note Susan Warner 18191885  Anna Warner18241915 _Say and seal_ 1860 Tauchnitz edition 1860 volume 2COLLECTIONOFBRITISH AUTHORSVOL CCCXCIXSAY AND SEALIN TWO VOLUMESVOL IISAY AND SEALBYTHE AUTHOR OF WIDE WIDE WORLDANDTHE AUTHOR OF DOLLARS AND CENTSCOPYRIGHT EDITIONIN TWO VOLUMESVOL IILEIPZIGBERNHARD TAUCHNITZ1860SAY AND SEALVOL IICHAPTER ISo came the holiday week wherein was to be done so much less thanusualand so much more Mr Lindens work indeed was like to doubleon all hands for he was threatened with more teadrinkings dinnerssuppers and frolics than the week would hold How should he manage togive everybody a piece of him and likewise present himself entire tothe assembled boys when ever they chose to assemblewhich promised tobe pretty often How should he go skating sliding and sleighridingat all hours of the day and night and yet spend all those hours wherehe wanted to spend them It was a grave question and not easy as heremarked to Faith to hold so many feelings in his hands and hurt noneof them So with the question yet undecided Christmas day cameIt was a brilliant dayall white and blue the sky like a sapphirethe earth like a pearl the sunbeams burnished gold   Ha ye but seen the light fall of the snow   Before the soil hath smutched itSuch was Pattaquasset Christmas morning And the bright lily   Before rude hands have touched itthat was Faith Derrick when she came down stairs The dainty littlecrimson silk hood which Mrs Derrick had quilted for her was in herhand brought down for display but at present the sittingroom wasempty and Faith passed on to her workbasket to put the hood in safekeeping She found a preoccupied basket At some unknown hour of thenight Santa Claus had come and left upon it his mark in the shape of apackage a rather large and rather thin package but done up with thatinfallible brown paper and small cord which everybody knows byinstinct Who ever looked twice at a parcel from _that_ wagon anddoubted whence it cameFaiths cheeks took an additional tinge quite as brilliant as if thecrimson hood had been on What doubtful fingers lifted the package fromthe basketThe thingwhatever it washad been done up carefully Beneath thebrown paper a white one revealed itself beneath that a red leatherportfoliomade in the pretty oldfashioned style and securing itscontents by means of its red leather tongue But when Faith hadwithdrawn this and with the caution always exercised on such occasionshad also drawn out the contents she found the prettiest continuationof her Italian journey in the shape of very fine photographs of allsorts of Italian places and things mingled with here and there anexcursion into the Swiss mountainsA few almost awestricken glances Faith gave then she put thephotographs in the portfolio again scarcely seen and looked at theoutside of the red leather felt of its smooth surface with admiringfingers that hardly believed what they touched and a face glowing witha very deep glow by this time Faith thought herself rich beyond theimagination of a millionaire But after a little mute amazedconsideration of her happiness she rushed off to the kitchen tosignalize the Christmas breakfastand perhaps spend a few of her toomany thoughtsby the preparation and production of one of MadameDanforths nice but in Pattaquasset unheard of delicacies and whenall the rest of the breakfast was ready Faith demurely went in withher dishShe had not a word of acknowledgment for Mr Linden which wasungrateful She gave him her hand however with a manner and lookwhich were graceful enough being at once open and shy very brightand yet veiled with a shade of reserve She had been over the fire soher face was naturally a little rosy There was no particular reserveabout himhis Merry Christmas was not only wished but carried outso far as breakfast time extended Faith might be as demure as sheliked but she had to be merry too so on the whole the breakfast roomwas beaming with more than sunlight Yes it was a merryChristmasmerry without and merry withinthat sort of merrimentwhich doeth good like a medicine Gay voices and steps andsnowballing on the broad street gay snowbirds and chickadees in thebranches in the house glad faces over and upon all clear sunshineand the soft hush of a winters morningWhat are you going to do today mother said Faith towards the closeof breakfast timeId rather look at you than anything else child said her motherbut Ive got to go out you know What are _you_ going to do FaithAll sorts of things mother Mr LindenAll sorts of things Miss Faiththerefore we shall probably meetquite often in the course of the day he said smiling Will you giveme any commandsPerhapsif I can Mother how are we to get to Mrs Somerstonightis Crab wellO Crabs gone away for the winter child and weve got MrStoutenburghs Jerry To be surethats since you went awayThe first thing for Faith was the Christmas dinner into which sheplunged heart and hand The turkey the apples and the pies were allseen to at last and about an hour before dinner Faith was ready totake off her kitchen apron and go into the parlour She longed for afurther touch and eyesight of that red leatherShe had it for that hour as dainty a luxuriating over her treasuresas anybody ever had Faith pondered and dreamed over the photographsone after another with endless marvel and querying of numberlessquestions springing out of themgeneral and particular historicalnatural social and artistic or scientific Questions that sometimesshe knew only enough to form vaguely What a looking over of printsthat was such an hour as is known by few few of those who have seenengravings all their lives Nay further than thatsuch as is notknown by many a one that stands on the Bridge of sighs and crosses theMer de glace and sees the smoke curling up from Vesuvius For once ina while there is an imaginary traveller at home to whom is revealedmore of the spirit of beauty residing in these things than,0
+Produced by Mark C Orton Diane Monico and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetTHE VIRGINIA COMPANY OFLONDON 16061624COPYRIGHT 1957 BYVIRGINIA 350TH ANNIVERSARY CELEBRATIONCORPORATION WILLIAMSBURG VIRGINIASecond Printing 1959Third Printing 1964Transcribers Note Extensive research did not uncover any evidencethat the U S copyright on this publication was renewedJamestown 350th AnniversaryHistorical Booklet Number 5THE VIRGINIA COMPANY OF LONDON 16061624This is the story of the Virginia Company and only indirectly of theVirginia colony Those who seek an account of the early years atJamestown should turn to another number in this same series Here thefocus belongs to the adventurers in England whose hopes gave shape tothe settlement at Jamestown and whose determination brought the colonythrough the many disappointments of its first years In terms of timethe story is short for it begins with the granting of the firstVirginia charter in 1606 and ends with the dissolution of the companyin 1624 It thus covers a period of only eighteen years but duringthese years Englands interest in North America was so largelyexpressed through the agency of the Virginia Company that its storyconstitutes one of the more significant chapters in the history both ofthe United States and of the British EmpireIn the beginning there were two companies of the Virginia adventurersthe one having its headquarters in London and the other in the westernoutport of Plymouth Englishmen at that time used the name Virginia todesignate the full sweep of the North American coast that lay aboveSpanish Florida In the original Virginia charter the adventurers weregranted rights of exploration trade and settlement on the Coast ofVirginia or America within limits that reached from 34 of latitude inthe south to 45 in the north which is to say from the mouth of theCape Fear River in lower North Carolina to a point midway through themodern state of Maine The Plymouth grantees had a primary interest inthe northern area that Captain John Smith would later name New Englandand there they established a colony at Sagadahoc in August 1607 only afew weeks after the settlement of Jamestown But the colony barelysurvived the winter and was abandoned in the spring of 1608Thereafter the Plymouth adventurers gave up In contrast the Londonadventurers persisted and their persistence served to tie the name ofVirginia increasingly to them and to their more southerly settlementAs a result the London adventurers became in common usage the Virginiaadventurers their company the Virginia Company and their colonyVirginiaThe Virginia colony was especially fortunate in having the backing ofLondon Indeed it may not be too much to suggest that the chiefdifference between the stories of Roanoke Island and of Jamestown wasthe difference that London made Consistently the leadership ofElizabethan adventures to North America including those of Gilbert andRaleigh had come from the western counties and outports of Englandand with equal consistency hopeful projects had foundered on theinadequacy of their financial support while London favored otherventuresto Muscovy to the Levant and more recently to the EastIndies It was not merely that London had the necessary capital andcredit for a sustained effort it also had experience in the managementof large and distant ventures such as those of the East India Companyover which Sir Thomas Smith presided as he would preside through manyyears over the Virginia Company London had too the advantage of itsproximity to the seat of government in nearby Westminster where KingJames had his residence where the highest courts of the realm satperiodically and where Englands parliament customarily met Alreadyin 1606 it was possible to trace in the immediate environs of theancient City of London itself still medieval in appearance and in theorganization of much of its life the broad outlines of the greatmetropolis that has been increasingly the focal point of Englandsdevelopment as a modern stateIn thus emphasizing the importance of London to the early history ofVirginia one runs the risk of misrepresenting the true character ofthe Virginia adventure Contrary to the impression that will be gainedfrom many of our modern textbooks the Virginia Company representedmuch more than the commercial interests of the port of London Itsmembership included many gentlemen and noblemen of consequence in thekingdom Some of them no doubt became subscribers to a Virginiajointstock for the same reason that often led members of the landedclasses in England into commercial ventures But others quiteevidently subscribed because of a sense of public responsibility orsimply because skilfully managed propaganda had put pressure on them toaccept a responsibility of social or political position For theVirginia adventure was a public undertaking its aim to advance thefortunes of England no less than the fortunes of the adventurersthemselvesIt would be helpful if we knew more about the original Virginiaadventurers than we do The records are so incomplete as to makeimpossible anything approaching a full list of the first subscribersHowever enough is known to suggest the broad range of experience andinterest belonging to those who now joined in a common effort to buildan empire for England in America The original charter of 1606 listsonly eight of the adventurers by name they being the ones in whosenames the petition for the charter had been made This list omits SirJohn Popham Lord Chief Justice of the Kings Bench who may well havebeen the prime mover in the enterprise and Sir Thomas Smith who wasan active leader from an early date Four of the eight men listed areidentified as belonging to the London group Sir Thomas Gates was asoldier and veteran of campaigns in the Netherlands who would laterserve as the colonys governor Sir George Somers had led many attacksagainst Spanish possessions in Queen Elizabeths day was a member ofparliament and would meet his death four years later in Bermuda whileon a mission of rescue for Virginia Edward Maria Wingfield was anothersoldier who had fought in the Netherlands He belonged to a familywhich had acquired extensive estates in Ireland and he too would go toVirginia where he served as first president of the colonys councilThe most interesting of the four was Richard Hakluyt a clergyman whosechief mission in life had been the encouragement of overseas adventuresby his fellow countrymen To them he had,4
+Produced by C St Charleskindt and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetTHE INDUSTRIAL READERS_Book III_MAKERS OF MANY THINGSBYEVA MARCH TAPPAN PHD_Author of Englands Story American Hero StoriesOld World Hero Stories Story of the Greek PeopleStory of the Roman People etc Editor ofThe Childrens Hour_IllustrationHOUGHTON MIFFLIN COMPANYBOSTON    NEW YORK    CHICAGOCOPYRIGHT 1916 BY EVA MARCH TAPPANALL RIGHTS RESERVEDThe Riverside PressCAMBRIDGE  MASSACHUSETTSU  S  APREFACEThe four books of this series have been written not merely to provideagreeable reading matter for children but to give them informationWhen a child can look at a steel pen not simply as an articlefurnished by the city for his use but rather as the result of manyinteresting processes he has made a distinct growth in intelligenceWhen he has begun to apprehend the fruitfulness of the earth bothabove ground and below and the best way in which its products may beutilized and carried to the places where they are needed he has notonly acquired a knowledge of many kinds of industrial life which mayhelp him to choose his lifework wisely from among them but he haslearned the dependence of one person upon other persons of onepart of the world upon other parts and the necessity of peacefulintercourse Best of all he has learned to see Wordsworths familiarlines say of a man whose eyes had not been opened  A primrose by a rivers brim  A yellow primrose was to him  And it was nothing moreThese books are planned to show the children that there is somethingmore to broaden their horizon to reveal to them what invention hasaccomplished and what wide room for invention still remains to teachthem that reward comes to the man who improves his output beyond thetask of the moment and that success is waiting not for him who worksbecause he must but for him who works because he mayAcknowledgment is due to the Diamond Match Company Hood RubberCompany S D Warren Paper Company The Riverside Press E FaberC Howard Hunt Pen Company Waltham Watch Company Mark Cross CompanyI Prouty  Company Cheney Brothers and others whose advice andcriticism have been of most valuable aid in the preparation of thisvolumeEVA MARCH TAPPANCONTENTS     I THE LITTLE FRICTION MATCH                                 1    II ABOUT INDIA RUBBER                                        6   III KID GLOVES                                             16    IV HOW RAGS AND TREES BECOME PAPER                          25     V HOW BOOKS ARE MADE                                       36    VI FROM GOOSE QUILLS TO FOUNTAIN PENS AND LEAD PENCILS      46   VII THE DISHES ON OUR TABLES                                 56  VIII HOW THE WHEELS OF A WATCH GO AROUND                      64    IX THE MAKING OF SHOES                                      73     X IN THE COTTON MILL                                       82    XI SILKWORMS AND THEIR WORK                                 92THE INDUSTRIAL READERSBOOK IIIMAKERS OF MANY THINGSITHE LITTLE FRICTION MATCHI remember being once upon a time ten miles from a store and one milefrom a neighbor the fire had gone out in the night and the lastmatch failed to blaze We had no flint and steel We were neitherIndians nor Boy Scouts and we did not know how to make a fire bytwirling a stick There was nothing to do but to trudge off throughthe snow to the neighbor a mile away and beg some matches Then wasthe time when we appreciated the little match and thought withprofound respect of the men who invented and perfected itIt is a long way from the safe and reliable match of today back tothe splinters that were soaked in chemicals and sold together withlittle bottles of sulphuric acid The splinter was expected to blazewhen dipped into the acid Sometimes it did blaze and sometimes itdid not but it was reasonably certain how the acid would behave forit would always sputter and do its best to spoil some ones clothesNevertheless even such matches as these were regarded as a wonderfulconvenience,9
+Produced by the Online Distributed Proofreading Team athttpwwwpgdpnet                          E M Tappan Ph D                 De geschiedenis van het Grieksche volk                     Bewerkt door Dr B C Goudsmit                      Zutphen W J Thieme  CieVOORREDEDe bedoeling van dit boek is niet alleen om een eenvoudige schets tegeven van de voornaamste gebeurtenissen in de geschiedenis van het oudeGriekenland maar evenzeer om de zeden van het volk te schilderen eneen inzicht te geven in hun wijze van leven denken en gevoelen Voorzoover de opzet en de grootte van dit boekwerk het toelaten wordende namen van hen die meesters waren op het gebied van kunst enletteren niet ingevoerd in afzonderlijke hoofdstukken louter alstoevoegsels bij de politieke geschiedenis maar in hun natuurlijkebetrekking tot de annalen van hun tijd en steeds in overeenstemmingmet het gezegde van Plutarchus Dikwijls zal een onbeduidende daadeen kort gezegde of een kwinkslag iemands waren aard meer doen kennendan de beroemdste belegeringen en de belangrijkste veldslagenBij de behandeling van de oorlogen der Grieken heb ik die zookort mogelijk geschetst maar de ruimte die dikwijls beschikbaarwordt gesteld voor bijzonderheden van gevechten besteed aan hetmededeelen van karakteristieke verhalen omtrent enkelen der beroemdsteaanvoerders of aan een beschrijving van de ééne of andere militaireonderneming die het verschil duidelijk maakt tusschen de oude en demoderne wijze waarop dergelijke zaken worden volbracht Om kort tegaan ik heb de oorlogen alleen gebruikt om het volk te doen kennenen niet het volk om de bijzonderheden der oorlogen te beschrijvenDe teekeningen in den tekst hebben ten doel den lezer een blik tedoen slaan in den geest van de Grieksche wereld en om de verbeeldingte hulp te komen bij de verklaring van den tekst Zij zijn ontleendaan een groote verscheidenheid van bronnen die voor het meerendeel deGrieksche kunst in den vorm van bouwkunst beeldhouwkunst basreliefsbeschilderde vazen en munten leeren kennen waardoor iets geopenbaardwordt van het kunstgenie en de bewonderenswaardige veelzijdigheidvan dat volkDe nooit falende bekoring en betoovering die uitgaan van hetbestudeeren van het Grieksche volk van hun schitterenden geesthun vaderlandsliefde hun ontzaglijke veelzijdigheid ja zelfs ookvan hun fouten moeten ieder aangrijpen die al is het in nog zoogeringe mate daarmede kennis maaktIndien dit boekwerk den lezer evenveel genot verschaft als devervaardiging de schrijfster heeft geschonken dan is de uitgave vandit werk volkomen gerechtvaardigdDe SchrijfsterINHOUD                                                         Bladz    I In de dagen der mythen                                 1   II In de dagen der mythen vervolg                      13  III Hoe de oude Grieken leefden                           26   IV Hoe de Spartanen macht verkregen                      39    V De eerste dagen van Athene de wetten van Solon       55   VI De regeering van Pisistratus en de Alcmaeoniden       67  VII De Olympische spelen                                  77 VIII De Grieksche koloniën De tyrannen                    83   IX De eerste en de tweede Perzische tocht                91    X De groote Perzische inval                            103   XI De groote Perzische inval vervolg                  115  XII Na den Perzischen oorlog                             127 XIII De eeuw van Pericles                                 144  XIV De strijd tusschen Athene en Sparta of de       Peloponnesische oorlog                               161   XV De krijgstocht tegen Sicilië                         178  XVI De val van Athene,4
+Produced by Al HainesIllustration Cover artTHE MAN WHODROVE THE CARBYMAX PEMBERTONAUTHOR OFTHE GIRL WITH THE RED HAIRTHE IRON PIRATE ETCLONDONEVELEIGH NASHFAWSIDE HOUSE1910Printed by BALLANTYNE  Co LIMITEDTavistock Street Coven Garden LondonCONTENTS   I THE ROOM IN BLACK  II THE SILVER WEDDING III IN ACCOUNT WITH DOLLY ST JOHN  IV THE LADY WHO LOOKED ON   V THE BASKET IN THE BOUNDARY ROAD  VI THE COUNTESSITHE ROOM IN BLACKThey say that every man should have a master but for my part Iprefer a mistress  Give me a nice young woman with plenty of money inher pocket and a bit of taste for seeing life and Ill leave you allthe prying amatoors that ever sniffed about a gearbox withoutknowing what was inside that sameI have driven plenty of pretty girls in my life but I dont know thatthe prettiest wasnt Fauny Dartel of the Apollo  This story isntabout herexcept in a wayso it doesnt much matter but when I firstknew Fauny she was getting thirty bob a week in The Boys of Boulogneand as she paid me three pound ten every Saturday and the car costher some four hundred per annum to run she must have been of a savingdisposition  Certainly a better mistress no man wantsnot LalBritten which is yours truly  I drove her for five months and neverhad a word with her  Then a man who said he was a bailiff came andtook her car away and there was no money for me on the Saturday  So Isuppose she married into the peerageMy story isnt about Fauny Dartel though its got to do with herIts about a man who didnt know who he wasat least he said soandcouldnt tell you why he did it  We picked him up outside the CarltonHotel Fauny and me1 three nights before The Boys of Boulogne wentinto the country and The Girls from some other shop took theirplace  She was going to sup with her brother I rememberastonishinghow many brothers she had tooand I was to return to the mews offLancaster Gate when just as I had set her down and was about to driveaway up comes a jollylooking man in a fine fur coat and an opera hatand asks me if I was a taxi   Lord how I stared at himTaxi yourself says I and what asylum have you escaped out ofOh come come says he dont be huffy  I only wanted to go as faras Portman SquareThen call a furniture van says I and perhaps theyll get youaboardMy dander was up I tell you for I was on the box of as pretty aDaimler landaulette as ever came out of Coventry and if theresanything I never want to be its the driver of a pillarbox with aflag in his left ear  No doubt I should have said much more to thegentleman when what do you think happenswhy Fauny herself comes upand tells me to take himIm sure we should like some one to do the same for us if no taxiswere about says she very sweetly please take the gentlemanBritten and then you can go homeWell I sat there as amazed a man as any in the Haymarket  Its truethere werent any taxis on the rank at the minute but he could havegot one by walking a hundred yards along Trafalgar Square and she musthave known it as well as he did  All the same she smiled sweetly athim and he at herand then with a tremendous sweep of his hat hemakes a gallant speech to herI am under a thousand obligations says he really I couldntintrudeOh get in and go off says she almost pushing him  I shall losemy supper if you dontHe obeyed her immediately and away we went  You will remember thathis talk had been of a house in Portman Square but no sooner had Iturned the corner by the Criterion than he began speaking through thetube and telling me to go to Playfords in Berkeley Square  There hestopped notwithstanding that it was getting on for twelve oclock andwhen he had rung the bell and entered the house I had to wait a goodfifteen minutes before he was ready for the second stageIs it Portman Square now I asked him  He laughed and slipped asovereign into my handI can see youre one of the right sort he said  Would you mindrunning round to the Kings Road Chelsea for ten minutes  Perhapstherell be another sovereign before we get to bed tonightI pocketed the moneyyou dont find many drivers who are long off thefourth speed in that line and Lal Britten is no exception  As for thegentleman he did seem a merry fellow and his air was that of a Dukeall overthe kind of man who says Do it and finds you there everytime  We were round at the Kings Road Chelsea perhaps a quarter ofan hour after he had spoken and there we stopped at the door of a lotof studios which I have been told since are where some of the greatpainters of the country keep their pictures  Here my friend was goneperhaps twenty minutes and when next I saw him he had three flashupladies with him and every one as classy as he wasRelations of mine says he as he pushes em into the landauletteand closes the door himself  Now you may drive to Portman Square justas fast as you please for Im an early bird myself and dont approveof late hoursWell I stared be sure of it though staring didnt fit that riddlenot by a long way  My mistress had lent her landaulette to a strangerbut I felt sure that she wouldnt have liked this sort of thingandyet remember the gentleman had told me to drive to Portman Square sothere could not be much the matter after allAs for the ladies it wasnt for me to quarrel with,0
+Produced by Donald LainsonTHE TWINS OF TABLE MOUNTAIN AND OTHER STORIESBy Bret HarteCONTENTSI   THE TWINS OF TABLE MOUNTAINII  AN HEIRESS OF RED DOGIII THE GREAT DEADWOOD MYSTERYIV  A LEGEND OF SAMMTSTADTV   VIEWS FROM A GERMAN SPIONTHE TWINS OF TABLE MOUNTAINCHAPTER IA CLOUD ON THE MOUNTAINThey lived on the verge of a vast stony level upheaved so far abovethe surrounding country that its vague outlines viewed from the nearestvalley seemed a mere cloudstreak resting upon the lesser hills Therush and roar of the turbulent river that washed its eastern base werelost at that height the winds that strove with the giant pines thathalf way climbed its flanks spent their fury below the summit for atvariance with most meteorological speculation an eternal calm seemedto invest this serene altitude The few Alpine flowers seldomthrilled their petals to a passing breeze rain and snow fell alikeperpendicularly heavily and monotonously over the granite bowldersscattered along its brown expanse Although by actual measurement aninconsiderable elevation of the Sierran range and a mere shoulder ofthe nearest whitefaced peak that glimmered in the west it seemedto lie so near the quiet passionless stars that at night it caughtsomething of their calm remotenessThe articulate utterance of such a locality should have been a whispera laugh or exclamation was discordant and the ordinary tones of thehuman voice on the night of the 15th of May 1868 had a grotesqueincongruityIn the thick darkness that clothed the mountain that night the humanfigure would have been lost or confounded with the outlines of outlyingbowlders which at such times took upon themselves the vague semblanceof men and animals Hence the voices in the following colloquy seemedthe more grotesque and incongruous from being the apparent expressionof an upright monolith ten feet high on the right and another mass ofgranite that reclining peeped over the vergeHelloHello yourselfYoure lateI lost the trail and climbed up the slideHere followed a stumble the clatter of stones down the mountainsideand an oath so very human and undignified that it at once relieved thebowlders of any complicity of expression The voices too were closetogether now and unexpectedly in quite another localityAnything upLooey Napoleons declared war agin GermanyShoooNotwithstanding this exclamation the interest of the latter speaker wasevidently only polite and perfunctory What indeed were the politicalconvulsions of the Old World to the dwellers on this serene isolatedeminence of the NewI reckon its so continued the first voice French Pete and thatthar feller that keeps the Dutch grocery hev hed a row over it emptiedtheir sixshooters into each other The Dutchmans got two balls inhis leg and the Frenchmans got an onnessary buttonhole in hisshirtbuzzum and hez caved inThis concise local corroboration of the conflict of remote nationshowever confirmatory did not appear to excite any further interestEven the last speaker now that he was in this calm dispassionateatmosphere seemed to lose his own concern in his tidings and to haveabandoned every thing of a sensational and lowerworldly character inthe pines below There were a few moments of absolute silence and thenanother stumble But now the voices of both speakers were quite patientand philosophicalHold on and Ill strike a light said the second speaker I broughta lantern along but I didnt light up I kem out afore sundown and youknow how it allers is up yer I didnt want it and didnt keer to lightup I forgot youre always a little dazed and strangelike when youfirst come upThere was a crackle a flash and presently a steady glow which thesurrounding darkness seemed to resent The faces of the two men thusrevealed were singularly alike The same thin narrow outline of jaw andtemple the same dark grave eyes the same brown growth of curly beardand mustache which concealed the mouth and hid what might have beenany individual idiosyncrasy of thought or expressionshowed them tobe brothers or better known as the Twins of Table Mountain A certainanimation in the face of the second speakerthe firstcomeracertain light in his eye might have at first distinguished him buteven this faded out in the steady glow of the lantern and had novalue as a permanent distinction for by the time they had reachedthe western verge of the mountain the two faces had settled into ahomogeneous calmness and melancholyThe vague horizon of darkness that a few feet from the lantern stillencompassed them gave no indication of their progress until their feetactually trod the rude planks and thatch that formed the roof of theirhabitation for their cabin half burrowed in the mountain and halfclung like a swallows nest to the side of the deep declivity thatterminated the northern limit of the summit Had it not been for thewindlass of a shaft a coil of rope and a few heaps of stone andgravel which were the only indications of human labor in that stonyfield there was nothing to interrupt its monotonous dead level Andwhen they descended a dozen wellworn steps to the door of their cabinthey left the summit as before lonely silent motionless its longlevel uninterrupted basking in the cold light of the starsThe simile of a nest as applied to the cabin of the brothers was nomere figure of speech as the light of the lantern first flashed upon itThe narrow ledge before the door was strewn with feathers A suggestionthat it might be the home and haunt of predatory birds was promptlychecked by the spectacle of the nailedup carcasses of a dozen hawksagainst the walls and the outspread wings of an extended eagleemblazoning the gable above the door like an armorial bearing Withinthe cabin the walls and chimneypiece were dazzlingly bedecked with thepartycolored wings of jays yellowbirds woodpeckers kingfishers andthe polytinted woodduck Yet in that dry highlyrarefied atmospherethere was not the slightest suggestion of odor or decayThe first speaker hung the lantern upon a hook that dangled from therafters and going to the broad chimney kicked the halfdead embersinto a sudden resentful blaze He then opened a rude cupboard andwithout looking around called RuthThe second speaker turned his head from the open doorway,0
+Produced by Mark C Orton Josephine Paolucci and theOnline Distributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetThis file was produced from images generously madeavailable by The Internet ArchiveBOBBY OF CLOVERFIELD FARMIllustration I cant stop to play now Im on important businessBOBBY OF CLOVERFIELD FARMBYHELEN FULLER ORTON_Author of Prince and Rover of Cloverfield Farm__WITH ILLUSTRATIONS AND DECORATIONS BY R EMMETT OWEN_IllustrationNEW YORKFREDERICK A STOKES COMPANYPUBLISHERS_Copyright 1922 by_HELEN FULLER ORTON_All Rights Reserved_    First Printing June 17 1922    Second Printing November 3 1922    Third Printing May 15 1923    Fourth Printing April 25 1924    Fifth Printing August 26 1924    Sixth Printing February 27 1926    Seventh Printing April 2 1927    Eighth Printing August 1 1928    Ninth Printing August 6 1929    Tenth Printing January 31 1931    Eleventh Printing August 10 1933_Printed in the United States of America_CONTENTSCHAPTER                         PAGEI WHAT ROBIN REDBREAST KNEW       1II BOBBYS KITE                  10III THE OLD BROWN HEN            21IV THE SHEEP WASHING             29V THE SHEEP SHEARING             38VI RED TOP                       46VII HAYING TIME                  54VIII ON TOP OF THE WORLD         63IX BOBBY FORGETS                 69X ROVER GOES TO THE STORE        76XI THE DUCKS ASWIMMING GO       85XII THE RESCUE                   91XIII BOBBYS HORSEBACK RIDE      98XIV THE BIG SOUTH WINDOW        105XV ONE STORMY NIGHT             119ILLUSTRATIONSI cant stop to play now Im on important business    _Frontispiece_                                                            FACING PAGEHello Robin Redbreast called Bobby Im gladyou are back again                                               7Up up went the kite into the sky                              12When he saw it he cried Somebodys been digging inmy garden and here she is fast asleep                           27Before they could run across the bridge Old BellWether walked up out of the creek and started forhome                                                             35Stop Father stop he said                                   58Bobby clung to Rovers collar until they reachedshallow water                                                    94Bobby felt happy and grand Prince felt happy and grand        100Illustration WHAT ROBIN REDBREAST KNEWIOne cold morning in March Bobby Hill was wakened by a sound he had notheard since last Fall Chirp chirp cheerupThat sounds just like a robin he thoughtHe sat up in bed and looked out of the window It was a cold darkstormy morning Heavy clouds covered the sky The North wind was blowingthe snow hither and thitherBobby leaned nearer the window so he could see the ground There was thesnow like a blanket of white over the yard and the road and the fieldsThere were the snowdrifts like mountains and castles along the fencesBobby shivered as he looked at it and snuggled back under the coversI must have been dreaming he thought It isnt time for robinsBut he had no sooner settled down for another nap than he heard itagain Chirp chirp cheerupHe got up and dressed quickly and went downstairsMother he said I heard something that sounded just like a robinWhat could it have beenIt _was_ a robin said Mother Come here and see himBobby ran,15
+Produced by Donald LainsonA SAPPHO OF GREEN SPRINGSBy Bret HarteCONTENTSA SAPPHO OF GREEN SPRINGSTHE CHATELAINE OF BURNT RIDGETHROUGH THE SANTA CLARA WHEATA MAECENAS OF THE PACIFIC SLOPEA SAPPHO OF GREEN SPRINGSCHAPTER ICome in said the editorThe door of the editorial room of the Excelsior Magazine began tocreak painfully under the hesitating pressure of an uncertain andunfamiliar hand This continued until with a start of irritation theeditor faced directly about throwing his leg over the arm of his chairwith a certain youthful dexterity With one hand gripping its backthe other still grasping a proofslip and his pencil in his mouth hestared at the intruderThe stranger despite his hesitating entrance did not seem in the leastdisconcerted He was a tall man looking even taller by reason of thelong formless overcoat he wore known as a duster and by a longstraight beard that depended from his chin which he combed with tworeflective fingers as he contemplated the editor The red dust whichstill lay in the creases of his garment and in the curves of his softfelt hat and left a dusty circle like a precipitated halo around hisfeet proclaimed him if not a countryman a recent inland importationby coach Busy he said in a grave but pleasant voice I kin waitDont mind ME Go onThe editor indicated a chair with his disengaged hand and plunged againinto his proofslips The stranger surveyed the scant furniture andappointments of the office with a look of grave curiosity and thentaking a chair fixed an earnest penetrating gaze on the editorsprofile The editor felt it and without looking up saidWell go onBut youre busy I kin waitI shall not be less busy this morning I can listenI want you to give me the name of a certain person who writes in yourmagazineThe editors eye glanced at the second righthand drawer of his deskIt did not contain the names of his contributors but what in thetraditions of his office was accepted as an equivalenta revolverHe had never yet presented either to an inquirer But he laid aside hisproofs and with a slight darkening of his youthful discontented facesaid What do you want to know forThe question was so evidently unexpected that the strangers facecolored slightly and he hesitated The editor meanwhile withouttaking his eyes from the man mentally ran over the contents of the lastmagazine They had been of a singularly peaceful character There seemedto be nothing to justify homicide on his part or the strangers Yetthere was no knowing and his questioners bucolic appearance by nomeans precluded an assault Indeed it had been a legend of the officethat a predecessor had suffered vicariously from a geological hammercovertly introduced into a scientific controversy by an irate professorAs we make ourselves responsible for the conduct of the magazinecontinued the young editor with mature severity we do not give up thenames of our contributors If you do not agree with their opinionsBut I DO said the stranger with his former composure and I reckonthats why I want to know who wrote those verses called Underbrushsigned White Violet in your last number Theyre powful prettyThe editor flushed slightly and glanced instinctively around for anyunexpected witness of his ludicrous mistake The fear of ridicule wasuppermost in his mind and he was more relieved at his mistake not beingoverheard than at its groundlessnessThe verses ARE pretty he said recovering himself with a criticalair and I am glad you like them But even then you know I could notgive you the ladys name without her permission I will write to her andask it if you likeThe actual fact was that the verses had been sent to him anonymouslyfrom a remote village in the Coast Rangethe address being thepostoffice and the signature initialsThe stranger looked disturbed Then she aint about here anywhere hesaid with a vague gesture She dont belong to the officeThe young editor beamed with tolerant superiority No I am sorry tosayI should like to have got to see her and kinder asked her afew questions continued the stranger with the same reflectiveseriousness You see it wasnt just the rhymin o them versesandthey kinder sing themselves to ye dont theyit wasnt the chyce owordsand I reckon they allus hit the idee in the centre shot everytimeit wasnt the idees and moral she sort o drew out o what shewas tellinbut it was the straight thing itselfthe truthThe truth repeated the editorYes sir Ive bin there Ive seen all that shes seen in thebrushthe little flicks and checkers o light and shadder down inthe brown dust that you wonder how it ever got through the dark of thewoods and that allus seems to slip away like a snake or a lizard if yougrope Ive heard all that shes heard therethe creepin the sighinand the whisperin through the bracken and the groundvines of all thatlives thereYou seem to be a poet yourself said the editor with a patronizingsmileIm a lumberman up in Mendocino returned the stranger with sublimenaivete Got a mill there You see sightin standin timber andselectin from the genral show of the trees in the ground and the layof roots hez sorter made me take notice He paused Then he addedsomewhat despondingly you dont know who she isNo said the editor reflectively not even if it is really a WOMANwho writesEhWell you see White Violet may as well be the nom de plume of a manas of a woman especially if adopted for the purpose of mystificationThe handwriting I remember WAS more boyish than feminineNo returned the stranger doggedly it wasnt no MAN Theres ideasand words there that only come from a woman babytalk to the birds youknow and a kind of fearsome keer of bugs and creepin things that dontcome to a man who wears boots and trousers Well he added with areturn to his previous air of resigned disappointment I suppose youdont even know what shes likeNo responded the editor cheerfully Then following an ideasuggested by the odd mingling of sentiment and shrewd perception inthe man before him he added Probably not,2
+Produced by Stacy Brown Nick Wall and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet Thisfile was produced from images generously made availableby The Internet ArchiveCanadian LibrariesPRACTICAL EDUCATIONBYMARIA EDGEWORTHAUTHOR OF LETTERS FOR LITERARY LADIES AND THE PARENTS ASSISTANT ccAND BYRICHARD LOVELL EDGEWORTHF R S AND M R I AIN TWO VOLUMES  VOL IISECOND AMERICAN EDITIONPUBLISHEDBY J FRANCIS LIPPITT PROVIDENCE R I AND T B WAIT  SONSBOSTONT B Wait and Sons Printers1815CONTENTS   Chapter                                                      Page     XIII _On Grammar and Classical Literature_                   5      XIV _On Geography and Chronology_                          31       XV _On Arithmetic_                                        37      XVI _Geometry_                                             54     XVII _On Mechanics_                                         57    XVIII _Chemistry_                                            85      XIX _On Public and Private Education_                      92       XX _On Female Accomplishments c_                      109      XXI _Memory and Invention_                                138     XXII _Taste and Imagination_                               178    XXIII _Wit and Judgment_                                    214     XXIV _Prudence and Economy_                                248      XXV _Summary_                                             267           APPENDIX           _Notes containing Conversations and Anecdotes of           Children_                                             283PRACTICAL EDUCATIONCHAPTER XIIION GRAMMAR AND CLASSICAL LITERATUREAs long as gentlemen feel a deficiency in their own education whenthey have not a competent knowledge of the learned languages so longmust a parent be anxious that his son should not be exposed to themortification of appearing inferiour to others of his own rank It isin vain to urge that language is only the key to science that thenames of things are not the things themselves that many of the wordsin our own language convey scarcely any or at best but imperfectideas that the true genius pronunciation melody and idiom ofGreek are unknown to the best scholars and that it cannot reasonablybe doubted that if Homer or Xenophon were to hear their works read bya professor of Greek they would mistake them for the sounds of anunknown language All this is true but it is not the ambition of agentleman to read Greek like an ancient Grecian but to understand itas well as the generality of his contemporaries to know whence theterms of most sciences are derived and to be able in some degree totrace the progress of mankind in knowledge and refinement byexamining the extent and combination of their different vocabulariesIn some professions Greek is necessary in all a certain proficiencyof Latin is indispensable how therefore to acquire this proficiencyin the one and a sufficient knowledge of the other with the leastlabour the least waste of time and the least danger to theunderstanding is the material question Some,0
+Produced by Suzanne Shell and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetDONALD AND DOROTHYIllustration DOROTHY AT SIXTEENDONALD AND DOROTHYBYMARY MAPES DODGEAUTHOR OF HANS BRINKER OR THE SILVER SKATESWITH ORIGINAL ILLUSTRATIONSIllustration          NEW YORK          THE CENTURY CO          1906          _Copyright 1883_          BY MARY MAPES DODGE          _All rights reserved_          THE DE VINNE PRESSCONTENTS                                                          PAGE  CHAPTER I  IN WHICH NONE OF THE CHARACTERS APPEAR                     1  CHAPTER II  FOURTEEN YEARS AFTERWARDS                                  3  CHAPTER III  WHICH PARTLY EXPLAINS ITSELF                               7  CHAPTER IV  THE DRIVE                                                 23  CHAPTER V  SUPPERTIME                                               29  CHAPTER VI  A FAMILY CONFERENCE                                       31  CHAPTER VII  THE DANBYS                                                47  CHAPTER VIII  TOO MUCH OF A GOOD THING                                  62  CHAPTER IX  IN WHICH SOME WELLMEANING GROWN FOLK APPEAR              71  CHAPTER X  WHICH PRESENTS A FAITHFUL REPORT OF THE INTERVIEW  BETWEEN MR REED AND HIS MYSTERIOUS VISITOR               80  CHAPTER XI  JACK                                                      93  CHAPTER XII  A DAY IN NEW YORK                                         98  CHAPTER XIII  DONALD AND DOROTHY ENTERTAIN FANDY                       106  CHAPTER XIV  IN WHICH UNCLE GEORGE PROPOSES SOMETHING DELIGHTFUL      119  CHAPTER XV  THE HOUSEPICNIC                                         124  CHAPTER XVI  A DISCOVERY IN THE GARRET                                155  CHAPTER XVII  DORRY ASKS A QUESTION                                    166  CHAPTER XVIII  THE GYMNASIUM                                            176  CHAPTER XIX  THE G B C                                           180  CHAPTER XX  THE SHOOTINGMATCH,15
+Produced by Chris Curnow Joseph Cooper Richard J Shifferand the Online Distributed Proofreading Team athttpwwwpgdpnetTranscribers Note Every effort has been made to replicate this textas faithfully as possible including obsolete and variant spellingsand other inconsistencies Text that has been changed to correct anobvious error is noted at the end of this ebook  The Augustan Reprint Society  _An Essay on True and Apparent Beauty in Which From Settled  Principles is Rendered the Grounds for Choosing and Rejecting  Epigrams_  by Pierre Nicole  Translated by J V Cunningham  Publication Number 24  Series IV No 5  Los Angeles  William Andrews Clark Memorial Library  University of California  1950GENERAL EDITORS  H RICHARD ARCHER _Clark Memorial Library_  RICHARD C BOYS _University of Michigan_  EDWARD NILES HOOKER _University of California Los Angeles_  H T SWEDENBERG JR _University of California Los Angeles__ASSISTANT EDITORS_  W EARL BRITTON _University of Michigan_  JOHN LOFTIS _University of California Los Angeles__ADVISORY EDITORS_  EMMETT L AVERY _State College of Washington_  BENJAMIN BOYCE _University of Nebraska_  LOUIS I BREDVOLD _University of Michigan_  CLEANTH BROOKS _Yale University_  JAMES L CLIFFORD _Columbia University_  ARTHUR FRIEDMAN _University of Chicago_  SAMUEL H MONK _University of Minnesota_  ERNEST MOSSNER _University of Texas_  JAMES SUTHERLAND _Queen Mary College London_INTRODUCTIONThe following essay forms the introduction to a famous anthology ofthe seventeenth century the _Epigrammatum delectus_ a PortRoyaltextbook published at Paris in 16591 The essay was twice translatedinto French in the same century but the use of the text in France didnot survive apparently the downfall of the PortRoyal movement Itwas however later adopted by Eton College where it was used in thesixth form2 The text went through thirteen English editions between1683 and 1762 The author of the essay and a collaborator with ClaudeLancelot in making the selections for the anthology was PierreNicole who began teaching in the Little Schools around 1646 It hasbeen said that the essay was written at that time3The scope of the anthology is indicated on the title page which Itranslate _A selection of epigrams carefully chosen from the wholerange of ancient and modern poets and so on With an essay on trueand apparent beauty in which from settled principles is rendered thegrounds for choosing and rejecting epigrams There are added the bestsententiae of the ancient poets chosen sparingly and with severejudgement With shorter sententiae or proverbs Latin GreekSpanish and Italian drawn both from the chief authors of thoselanguages and from everyday speech_The essay is preceded by a preface in which the origin purpose andmethod of the anthology is explained The two ends of instruction weare told4 are learning and character and of these the latter isthe more important But there are many books and especially books ofepigrams that are quite filthy and obscene Young people are led bycuriosity to read these and losing all chastity of mind enter upon aprogressive corruption of life It would be best if they could be keptwholly from such books but there is a good deal in them of genuineprofit and literary merit which makes it difficult to keep themwholly out of the hands of youth Therefore the editor undertook toexpurgate the epigrammatists especially Catullus and Martial He washorrified when he read over their works but he found some good amongthe bad as in vipers not everything is poisonous but some things evenuseful to health His primary purpose then was to protect the goodyoung man from being harmed and to leave him no excuse for wishing tohave or peruse such books since the good in them had already beenextracted for himThe difficulty then arose of making the selection serve the purposesboth of morality and of judgement The editor could either gathertogether all the epigrams that were not obscene or he could chooseonly the best He took in fact both ways he preserved everything ofCatullus and Martial except the cheapest odds and ends and filthiestobscenities and he applied strict standards of judgement to the restso that unless an epigram had literary merit or contained somethingworth knowing he felt there was no reason to burden the book with itNevertheless some middling epigrams found entrance into theanthologyhe confesses the fact so the reader will not look forexcellence without flaw The reasons were first that the completeperfection he was looking for is seldom or never attained Hence ifhe had admitted only those epigrams in which there was nothing tocensure the task would not have been one of selecting some but ratherof rejecting almost all Again in epigrams dealing with memorableevents or in praise of famous men sometimes he looked to the profitof the work rather than to its polish as in Ausonius quatrains onthe Caesars Finally he will not deny that chance has played its partagainst his will As a judge after a series of severe sentences willgive a lighter one to a man no less guilty than the others so afterrejecting a great number of epigrams by some writer a sense of pityarose and a distaste with severity of judgement then if anything thatseemed pointed turned up though no better than what was rejected hecould not bear to see it discarded This has occasionally happenedbut hardly ever without a warning note to the readerHe admits that some perhaps quite excellent epigrams have escapedhim either because he never read them or because he was at the momentof reading less attentive But the paucity or lack of selections froma given writer should not be taken as an indication of ignorance orindiligence in that case Rather he confidently professes to haveexerted the greatest patience and industrypatience since so manywere so bad His hope was by his trouble to free others from so muchtrouble With this in mind he read countless authors of different agesand countries a total of around 50000 epigrams from most of whichnothing at all was worth excerpting There is no point inmemorializing the names of the bad except to note in passing that hefound hardly anything so inept as the,7
+Produced by PM Spanish Héctor Cancela and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet Thisfile was produced from images generously made availableby the Bibliothèque nationale de France BnFGallica athttpgallicabnffr  EL  CRITERIO  POR  DON JAIME BALMES  PRESBÍTERO        Criterio es un medio para conocer        la verdad La verdad en las cosas        es la realidad            BALMES  NUEVA EDICION  PARIS  Librería de A Bouret y Morel calle del Eperon nº 6  1849Nota de transcripción en este texto electrónico se ha mantenidola ortografía y acentuación del texto impreso original excepto enalgunos pocos casos en que claramente había errores tipográficosque fueron corregidosEL CRITERIOCAPÍTULO PRIMEROCONSIDERACIONES PRELIMINARES IEn que consiste el pensar bien Qué es la verdadEl pensar bien consiste ó en conocer la verdad ó en dirigir elentendimiento por el camino que conduce á ella La verdad es la realidadde las cosas Cuando las conocemos como son en sí alcanzamos la verdadde otra suerte caemos en error Conociendo que hay Dios conocemos unaverdad porque realmente Dios existe conociendo que la variedad de lasestaciones depende del sol conocemos una verdad porque en efecto esasí conociendo que el respeto á los padres la obediencia á las leyesla buena fe en los contratos la fidelidad con los amigos son virtudesconocemos la verdad así como caeríamos en error pensando que laperfidia la ingratitud la injusticia la destemplanza son causasbuenas y laudablesSi deseamos pensar bien hemos de procurar conocer la verdad es decirla realidad de las cosas De qué sirve discurrir con sutileza ó conprofundidad aparente si el pensamiento no está conforme con larealidad Un sencillo labrador un modesto artesano que conocen bienlos objetos de su profesion piensan y hablan mejor sobre ellos que unpresuntuoso filósofo que en encumbrados conceptos y altisonantespalabras quiere darles lecciones sobre lo que no entiende IIDiferentes modos de conocer la verdadA veces conocemos la verdad pero de un modo grosero la realidad no sepresenta á nuestros ojos tal como es sino con alguna falta añadidura ómudanza Si desfila á cierta distancia una coluna de hombres de talmanera que veamos brillar los fusiles pero sin distinguir los trajessabemos que hay gente armada pero ignoramos si es de paisanos de tropaó de algun otro cuerpo el conocimiento es imperfecto porque nos_falta_ distinguir el uniforme para saber la pertenencia Mas si por ladistancia ú otro motivo nos equivocamos y les atribuimos una prenda devestuario que no llevan el conocimiento será imperfecto porqueañadiremos lo que en realidad no hay Por fin si tomamos una cosa porotra como por ejemplo si creemos que son blancas unas vueltas que enrealidad son amarillas _mudamos_ lo que hay pues hacemos de ella unacosa diferenteCuando conocemos perfectamente la verdad nuestro entendimiento separece á un espejo en el cual vemos retratados con toda fidelidad losobjetos como son en sí cuando caemos en error se asemeja á uno deaquellos vidrios de ilusion que nos presentan lo que realmente noexiste pero cuando conocemos la verdad á medias podria compararse á unespejo mal azogado ó colocado en tal disposicion que si bien nosmuestra objetos reales sin embargo nos los ofrece demudados alterandolos tamaños y figuras IIIVariedad de ingeniosEl buen pensador procura ver en los objetos todo lo que hay pero no masde lo que hay Ciertos hombres tienen el talento de ver mucho en todopero les cabe la desgracia de ver todo lo que no hay y nada de lo quehay Una noticia una ocurrencia cualquiera les suministran abundantemateria para discurrir con profusion formando como suele decirsecastillos en el aire Estos suelen ser grandes proyectistas ycharlatanesOtros adolecen del defecto contrario ven bien pero poco el objeto nose les ofrece sino por un lado si este desaparece ya no ven nadaEstos se inclinan á ser sentenciosos y aferrados en sus temas Separecen á los que no han salido nunca de su país fuera del horizonte áque estan acostumbrados se imaginan que no hay mas mundoUn entendimiento claro capaz y exacto abarca el objeto entero le mirapor todos sus lados en todas sus relaciones con lo que le rodea Laconversacion y los escritos de estos hombres privilegiados sedistinguen por su claridad precision y exactitud En cada palabraencontrais una idea y esta idea veis que corresponde á la realidad delas cosas Os ilustran os convencen os dejan plenamente satisfechodecís con entero asentimiento si es verdad tiene razon Paraseguirlos en sus discursos no necesitais esforzaros parece que andaispor un camino llano y que el que habla solo se ocupa de haceros notarcon oportunidad los objetos que encontrais á vuestro paso Si explicanuna materia difícil y abstrusa tambien os ahorran mucho tiempo yfatiga El sendero es tenebroso porque está en las entrañas de latierra pero os precede un guia muy práctico llevando en la mano unaantorcha que resplandece con vivísima luz IVLa perfeccion de las profesiones depende de la perfeccion con que seconocen los objetos de ellasEl perfecto conocimiento de las cosas en el órden científico forma losverdaderos sabios en el órden práctico para el arreglo de la conductaen los asuntos de la vida forma los prudentes en el manejo de losnegocios del estado forma los grandes políticos y en todas lasprofesiones es cada cual mas ó ménos aventajado á proporcion del mayoró menor conocimiento de los objetos que trata ó maneja Pero esteconocimiento ha de ser práctico ha de abrazar tambien los pormenores dela ejecucion que son pequeñas verdades por decirlo así de las cualesno se puede prescindir si se quiere lograr el objeto Estas pequeñasverdades son muchas en todas las profesiones bastando para convencersede ello el oir á los que se ocupan aun en los oficios mas sencillosCuál será pues el mejor agricultor El que mejor conozca las calidadesde los terrenos climas simientes y plantas el que sepa cuáles son losmejores métodos é instrumentos de labranza y que mejor acierte en laoportunidad de emplearlos en una palabra el que conozca los medios masá,28
+Produced by Roger Frank and the Online Distributed Proofreading Teamat httpwwwpgdpnetIN THE MORNING OF TIMEIN THE MORNING OF TIMEBYCHARLES G D ROBERTSAuthor of The Kindred of the Wild etcIllustrationNEW YORKFREDERICK A STOKES COMPANYPUBLISHERSCopyright 1922 byFrederick A Stokes CompanyAll rights reservedPrinted in the United States of AmericaCONTENTS CHAPTER                                                          PAGE       I The World Without Man                                       1      II The King of the Triple Horn                                20     III The Finding of Fire                                        41      IV The Children of the Shining One                            70       V The PullerDown of Trees                                   97      VI The Battle of the Brands                                  123     VII The Rescue of Aya                                        149    VIII The Bending of the Bow                                    174      IX The Destroying Splendor                                   198       X The Terrors of the Dark                                   219      XI The Feasting of the Cave Folk                             243     XII On the Face of the Waters                                 259    XIII The Fear                                                  278     XIV The Lake of Long Sleep                                    295IN THE MORNING OF TIMEIN THE MORNING OF TIMECHAPTER ITHE WORLD WITHOUT MANIt lay apparently afloat on the sluggish faintly discolored tideaplacid horsefaced shovelnosed head with bumpy holes for ears andimmense round eyes of a somewhat anxious mildnessThe anxiety in the great eyes was not without reason for their ownerhad just arrived in the tepid and teeming waters of this estuary andthe creatures which he had already seen about him were both unknownand menacing But the inshore shallows were full of waterweeds of arankness and succulence far beyond anything he had enjoyed in his oldhabitat and he was determined to secure himself a place hereFrom time to time as some new monster came in sight the ungainlyhead would shoot up amazingly to a distance of five or ten or evenfifteen feet on a swaying pillar of a neck in order to get a betterview of the stranger Then it would slowly sink back again to itsrepose on the waterThe water at this point was almost fresh because the estuary thoughfully two miles wide was filled with the tide of the great riverrolling slowly down from the heart of the continent The further shorewas so flat that nothing could be seen of it but an endless palegreen forest of giant reeds But the nearer shore was skirted at adistance of perhaps half a mile from the water by a rampart ofabrupt bright rustred cliffs The flat land between the watersideand the cliffs except for the wide strip of beach was clothed,71
+Produced by Peter Vachuska Dave Morgan Chuck GreifLeonard Johnson and the Online Distributed ProofreadingTeam at httpwwwpgdpnetIllustration Plate I Figure 1Hydnum ErinaceumOriginal Specimen 20  16 Found on Mt Logan near Chillicothe OhioTHE MUSHROOMEDIBLE AND OTHERWISEITS HABITAT AND ITS TIME OF GROWTHWITHPHOTOGRAPHIC ILLUSTRATIONSOFNEARLY ALL THE COMMON SPECIESA GUIDE TO THE STUDY OF MUSHROOMS WITH SPECIAL REFERENCE TO THEEDIBLE AND POISONOUS VARIETIES WITH A VIEW OF OPENING UPTO THE STUDENT OF NATURE A WIDE FIELD OF USEFULAND INTERESTING KNOWLEDGEBYM E HARD M ASuperintendent of Public InstructionKirkwood MoTHE OHIO LIBRARY CODISTRIBUTORSCOLUMBUS OHIOPress ofTHE NEW FRANKLIN PRINTING COCOLUMBUS OHIOHalftones by BUCHER ENGRAVING COCopyright 1908by theMUSHROOM PUBLISHING COMPANYColumbus OhioAll rights reserved_AUTHORS EDITION__No_ ____Illustration Author_TO MY WIFE_           _Whose thorough knowledge of plant life    and whose patience in preserving fungal specimenssometimes             beautiful but often odorousscattered           from the back porch to the authors library        whose eyes quick to detect structural differences       and whose kindly and patient help have been a constant              benediction this works inscribed_INTRODUCTIONI would agree with those who might maintain that no Introduction isneeded for this book on mushrooms Nevertheless a word may not be out ofplace for the inception of the work is out of the ordinary Mr Hard didnot decide that a book on this subject was needed and then set aboutstudying these interesting plants He has observed them collected theminduced many friends to join in eating those which proved to bepalatable and deliciousreally meddled for years with the various kindswhich are edible and otherwise and then recently he has decided topublish a book on his favorite subject The interesting occupation ofphotographing the mushrooms and the toadstools doubtless has contributedlargely to the determination culminating in the materialization of thetreatiseIf I have correctly apprehended the origin and the contributing causeswe would expect this book to be different from the other books onmushroomsnot of course in scope and purpose but the instruction andsuggestions given the descriptions and general remarks offered thewide range of forms depicted in word and picture the whole make up ofthe book in fact will appeal to the people at large rather than thecollege student in particular The author does not write for thespecially educated few but for the mass of intelligent peoplethosewho read and study but who observe more those who are inclined tocommune with nature as she displays herself in the glens and glades inthe fields and forests and who spend little if any time chasing theforms or sketching the tissues that may be seen on the narrow stage of acompound microscopeThe book then is for the beginner and for all beginners the collegestudent will find that this is the guide to use when he is ready tobegin studying the mushrooms the teachers in the schools should allbegin to study mushrooms now and for the purpose they will find thisbook advantageous the people who see mushrooms often but do not knowthem may find here a book that really is a helpWe might wish for color photography when the subject is a delicatelytinted mushroom but if with it we should lose detail in structure thenthe wish would be renounced The colors can be approximatelydescribed often not so the characteristic markings shapes and formsThe halftones from the photographs will we anticipate prove a valuablefeature of the book especially if the plants be most carefully examinedbefore turning to the pictures For half an hour the pages may be turnedand the illustrations enjoyed That however would give one no realknowledge of mushrooms If such use only is made of the pictures betterhad they never been prepared by Mr Hard and his friends But if acharming little toadstool a delicately colored mushroom a statelyagaric be carefully removed from the bed of loam the decaying stumpor the old treetrunk then turned over and over again and upside downevery part scrutinized the structure in every detail attentivelyregardednot with repugnant feeling rather with a sympathetic interestthat should naturally find all organisms inhabiting our globethen indue time coming to the picture a real picture in the book it mustsurely bring both pleasure and profit Ponder the suggestion Then toconclude in a word if Mr Hards book will induce people to _learn_ and_enjoy_ the mushrooms that we have it will be a success and great willbe his reward  W A Kellerman Ph D  _Botanical Department  Ohio State University  Columbus O_AUTHORS NOTEIN MEMORIAMIt is with feelings of profound sadness that I am impelled to supplementthe above Introduction by a brief tribute to the memory of that genialgentleman and lovable companion as well as enthusiastic scientist thelate Dr W A KellermanSpending his life in the pursuit of science the Angel of Death overtookhim while still in search for wider knowledge of Nature and her worksand with icy fingers sealed the lids over eyes ever on the alert for thediscovery of hidden truthsQuiet reticent and unassuming it was given to but few to know thegreathearted unselfish sweetness of nature underlying his whole lifeYet the scientific world in general and Nature students especiallyrecognize in Dr Kellermans death a loss long to be regretted and notsoon to be repairedThe foregoing Introduction from his pen was one of the latest if notthe last of his public writings done but a few weeks before beingstricken with the fatal fever which fell upon him in the forests ofGuatemala and so quickly ended his earthly hopes and aspirationsIt seems doubly sad that one so well and widely known in his life shouldbe called upon to lay its burdens and its pleasures down while so faraway from all who knew and loved him well and to rest at last amongstrangers in a strange landTo this beloved friend and companion of so many pleasant days in woodsand,41
+Produced by Sébastien Blondeel Carlo Traverso RénaldLévesque and the Online Distributed Proofreading Team athttpwwwpgdpnet This file was produced from imagesgenerously made available by the Bibliothèque nationalede France BnFGallicaLESMYSTÈRES DU PEUPLETOME IIICorrespondance avec les Éditeurs étrangersLéditeur des _Mystères du Peuple_ offre aux éditeurs étrangers de leurdonner des épreuves de louvrage quinze jours avant lapparition deslivraisons à Paris moyennant 15 francs par feuille et de leur fournirdes gravures tirées sur beau papier avec ou sans la lettre au prix de10 francs le centTravailleurs qui ont concouru à la publication du volume_Protes et Imprimeurs_ Richard Morris Stanislas DondeyDupré NicolasMock Jules Desmarest Louis Dessoins Michel Choque Charles MennecierVictor Peseux Étienne Bouchicot Georges Masquin Romain SibillatAlphonse Perrève Hy père Marcq fils Verjeau Adolphe LemaîtreAuguste Mignot Benjamin_Clicheurs_ Curmer et ses ouvriers_Fabricants de papiers_ Maubanc et 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pharisiensMort de JésusAurélie ayant quitté la salle basse y revint au bout de quelquesinstants et trouva Geneviève vêtue en jeune garçon bouclant la ceinturede cuir de sa tuniqueImpossible douvrir la portedit avec désespoir Aurélie à sonesclavela clef nest pas restée en dedans à la serrure comme on lylaisse habituellementChère maîtressedit Genevièvevenez essayons encore Venez viteEt toutes deux après avoir traversé la cour arrivèrent auprès delentrée de la maison Les efforts de Geneviève furent aussi vains queceux de sa maîtresse pour ouvrir la porte Elle était surmontée dundemicintre à jour mais il était impossible datteindre sans échelle àcette ouverture Soudain Geneviève dit à AurélieJai lu dans les récits de famille laissés à Fergan quune de sesaïeules nommée Meroë femme dun marin avait pu à laide de son marimonter sur un arbre assez élevéPar quel moyenVeuillez vous adosser à cette porte chère maîtresse maintenantenlacez vos deux mains de sorte que je puisse placer dans leur creux lebout de mon pied je mettrai ensuite lautre sur votre épaule peutêtreainsi atteindraije le cintre de là je tâcherai de descendre dans larueSoudain lesclave entendit au loin la voix du seigneur Grémion qui delétage supérieur appelait dun ton courroucéAurélie AurélieMon marisécria la jeune femme toute tremblanteAh Geneviève tues perdueVos mains vos mains chère maîtressedit vivementlesclaveEncore un effort si je puis monter jusquà cette ouvertureje suis sauvéeAurélie obéit presque machinalement à Geneviève car la voix menaçantedu seigneur Grémion se rapprochait de plus en plus Lesclave aprèsavoir placé lun de ses pieds dans le creux des deux mains de samaîtresse appuya légèrement son autre pied sur son épaule atteignitainsi à la hauteur de louverture parvint à se placer sur lépaisseurde la muraille et resta quelques instants agenouillée sous ledemicintreMais en sautant dans la ruedit Aurélie avec effroitu tebriseras pauvre GenevièveÀ ce moment arrivait le seigneur Grémion pâle courroucé tenant unelampe à la mainQue faitesvous làsécriatil en sadressant à safemmerépondez répondezPuis apercevant lesclave agenouillée audessus de la porte il ajoutaAh scélérate tu veux téchapper cest ma femme qui favorise tafuiteOuirépondit courageusement Aurélieoui dussiezvous me tuer surla place elle va échapper à vos mauvais traitementsGeneviève après avoir du haut de louverture où elle était blottieregardé dans la rue vit quil lui fallait sauter deux fois sa hauteurelle hésita un moment mais entendant le seigneur Grémion dire à safemme quil secouait brutalement par le bras pour lui faire abandonnerles anneaux de la porte auxquels elle se cramponnaitPar Hercule me laisserezvous passer Oh je vais aller dehorsattendre votre misérable esclave et si elle ne se brise pas les membresen sautant dans la rue moi je lui briserai les osTâche de descendre et de te sauver Genevièvecria Aurélienecrains rien il faudra que lon me foule aux pieds avant douvrircette porteGeneviève leva les yeux au ciel pour invoquer les dieux sélança durebord du cintre en se pelotonnant et fut assez heureuse pour toucherterre sans se blesser Cependant elle resta un instant étourdie de sachute puis elle prit rapidement la fuite le coeur navré des crisquelle entendait pousser au dedans du logis par sa maîtresse que sonmari maltraitaitLesclave après avoir dabord précipité sa course pour séloigner de lamaison de son maître sarrêta essoufflée pour se rappeler dans quelledirection était placée la taverne de lOnagre où elle espérait serenseigner sur le jeune maître de Nazareth quelle voulait prévenir dudanger dont il était menacéElle apprit dans cette taverne que quelques heures auparavant il sétaitdirigé avec plusieurs de ses disciples du côté du torrent de Cédronvers un jardin planté doliviers où souvent il se rendait la nuitpour méditer et pour prierGeneviève courut en hâte vers ce lieu Au moment où elle franchissait laporte de la ville elle vit au loin dans la nuit la lueur de plusieurstorches se reflétant sur les casques et sur les armures dun assez grandnombre de soldats ils marchaient en désordre et poussaient des clameursconfuses,13
+Produced by Jana Srna and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet   Anmerkungen zur Transkription    Der Text stammt aus Imago Zeitschrift für Anwendung der    Psychoanalyse auf die Geisteswissenschaften V 1917 S17    Schreibweise und Interpunktion des Originaltextes wurden übernommen    Im Original gesperrt gedruckter Text wurde mit _ markiert                  Eine Schwierigkeit der Psychoanalyse1                        Von SIGM FREUD Wien  1 Zuerst in ungarischer Sprache abgedruckt in der Zeitschrift  _Nyugat_ herausgegeben von H _Ignotus_ Budapest 1917Ich will gleich zum Eingang sagen daß ich nicht eine intellektuelleSchwierigkeit meine etwas was die Psychoanalyse für das Verständnisdes Empfängers Hörers oder Lesers unzugänglich macht sondern eineaffektive Schwierigkeit etwas wodurch sich die Psychoanalyse dieGefühle des Empfängers entfremdet so daß er weniger geneigt wird ihrInteresse oder Glauben zu schenken Wie man merkt kommen beiderleiSchwierigkeiten auf dasselbe hinaus Wer für eine Sache nicht genugSympathie aufbringen kann wird sie auch nicht so leicht verstehenAus Rücksicht auf den Leser den ich mir noch als völlig unbeteiligtvorstelle muß ich etwas weiter ausholen In der Psychoanalyse hat sichaus einer großen Zahl von Einzelbeobachtungen und Eindrücken endlichetwas wie eine Theorie gestaltet die unter dem Namen der Libidotheoriebekannt ist Die Psychoanalyse beschäftigt sich bekanntlich mit derAufklärung und der Beseitigung der sogenannten nervösen Störungen Fürdieses Problem mußte ein Angriffspunkt gefunden werden und manentschloß sich ihn im Triebleben der Seele zu suchen Annahmen über dasmenschliche Triebleben wurden also die Grundlage unserer Auffassung derNervositätDie Psychologie die auf unseren Schulen gelehrt wird gibt uns nur sehrwenig befriedigende Antworten wenn wir sie nach den Problemen desSeelenlebens befragen Auf keinem Gebiet sind aber ihre Auskünftekümmerlicher als auf dem der TriebeEs bleibt uns überlassen wie wir uns hier eine erste Orientierungschaffen wollen Die populäre Auffassung trennt Hunger und Liebe alsVertreter der Triebe welche das Einzelwesen zu erhalten und jenerdie es fortzupflanzen streben Indem wir uns dieser so nahe liegendenSonderung anschließen unterscheiden wir auch in der Psychoanalyse dieSelbsterhaltungs oder IchTriebe von den Sexualtrieben und nennen dieKraft mit welcher der Sexualtrieb im Seelenleben auftritt _Libido_ sexuelles Verlangen  als etwas dem Hunger dem Machtwillen udgl beiden IchTrieben analogesAuf dem Boden dieser Annahme machen wir dann die erste bedeutungsvolleEntdeckung Wir erfahren daß für das Verständnis der neurotischenErkrankungen den Sexualtrieben die weitaus größere Bedeutung zukommtdaß die Neurosen sozusagen die spezifischen Erkrankungen derSexualfunktion sind Daß es von der Quantität der Libido und von derMöglichkeit sie zu befriedigen und durch Befriedigung abzuführenabhängt ob ein Mensch überhaupt an einer Neurose erkrankt Daß die Formder Erkrankung bestimmt wird durch die Art wie der einzelne denEntwicklungsweg der Sexualfunktion zurückgelegt hat oder wie wirsagen durch die Fixierungen welche seine Libido im Laufe ihrerEntwicklung erfahren hat Und daß wir in einer gewissen nicht sehreinfachen Technik der psychischen Beeinflussung ein Mittel haben mancheGruppen der Neurosen gleichzeitig aufzuklären und rückgängig zu machenDen besten Erfolg hat unsere therapeutische Bemühung bei einer gewissenKlasse von Neurosen die aus dem Konflikt zwischen den IchTrieben undden Sexualtrieben hervorgehen Beim Menschen kommt es nämlich vor daßdie Anforderungen der Sexualtriebe die ja weit über das Einzelwesenhinausgreifen dem Ich als Gefahr erscheinen die seine Selbsterhaltungoder seine Selbstachtung bedrohen Dann setzt sich das Ich zur Wehreversagt den Sexualtrieben die gewünschte Befriedigung nötigt sie zujenen Umwegen einer Ersatzbefriedigung die sich als nervöse SymptomekundgebenDie psychoanalytische Therapie bringt es dann zustande denVerdrängungsprozeß einer Revision zu unterziehen und den Konflikt zueinem besseren mit der Gesundheit verträglichen Ausgang zu leitenUnverständige Gegnerschaft wirft uns dann unsere Schätzung derSexualtriebe als einseitig vor Der Mensch habe noch andere Interessenals die sexuellen Das haben wir keinen Augenblick lang vergessen oderverleugnet Unsere Einseitigkeit ist wie die des Chemikers der alleKonstitutionen auf die Kraft der chemischen Attraktion zurückführt Erleugnet darum die Schwerkraft nicht er überläßt ihre Würdigung demPhysikerWährend der therapeutischen Arbeit müssen wir uns um die Verteilung derLibido bei dem Kranken bekümmern wir forschen nach an welcheObjektvorstellungen seine Libido gebunden ist und machen sie frei umsie dem Ich zur Verfügung zu stellen Dabei sind wir dazu gekommen unsein sehr merkwürdiges Bild von der anfänglichen der Urverteilung derLibido beim Menschen zu machen Wir mußten annehmen daß zu Beginn derindividuellen Entwicklung alle Libido alles erotische Streben alleLiebesfähigkeit an die eigene Person geknüpft ist wie wir sagen daseigene Ich besetzt Erst später geschieht es in Anlehnung an dieBefriedigung der großen Lebensbedürfnisse daß die Libido vom Ich aufdie äußeren Objekte überfließt wodurch wir erst in die Lage kommen dielibidinösen Triebe als solche zu erkennen und von den IchTrieben zuunterscheiden Von diesen Objekten kann die Libido wieder abgelöst undins Ich zurückgezogen werdenDen Zustand in dem das Ich die Libido bei sich behält heißen wir_Narzißmus_ in Erinnerung der griechischen Sage vom Jüngling_Narzissus_ der in sein eigenes Spiegelbild verliebt bliebWir schreiben also dem Individuum einen Fortschritt zu vom Narzißmus zurObjektliebe Aber wir glauben nicht daß jemals die gesamte Libido desIchs auf die Objekte übergeht Ein gewisser Betrag von Libido verbleibtimmer beim Ich ein gewisses Maß von Narzißmus bleibt trotzhochentwickelter Objektliebe fortbestehen Das Ich ist ein großesReservoir aus dem die für die Objekte bestimmte Libido ausströmt unddem sie von den Objekten her wieder zufließt Die Objektlibido warzuerst IchLibido und kann sich wieder in IchLibido umsetzen Es istfür die volle Gesundheit der Person wesentlich daß ihre Libido dievolle Beweglichkeit nicht verliere Zur Versinnlichung diesesVerhältnisses denken wir an ein Protoplasmatierchen dessen zähflüssigeSubstanz Pseudopodien Scheinfüßchen aussendet Fortsetzungen inwelche sich die Leibessubstanz hineinerstreckt die aber jederzeitwieder eingezogen werden können so daß die Form des Protoplasmaklümpchenswieder hergestellt wirdWas ich durch diese Andeutungen zu beschreiben versucht habe ist die_Libidotheorie_ der Neurosen auf welche alle unsere Auffassungen vomWesen dieser krankhaften Zustände und unser therapeutisches Vorgehengegen dieselben begründet sind Es ist selbstverständlich daß wir dieVoraussetzungen der Libidotheorie auch für das normale Verhalten geltendmachen Wir sprechen vom Narzißmus des kleinen Kindes und wir schreibenes dem überstarken Narzißmus des primitiven Menschen zu daß er an dieAllmacht seiner Gedanken glaubt und darum den Ablauf der Begebenheitenin der äußeren Welt durch die Technik,48
+Produced by Greg Weeks Stephen Blundell and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet    _Roger Arcot explores the fringes of a really never forgotten world    the introduction to which is an aged manuscript _De Necromantiae_    and the wish not too repressed to pledge your soul to the Devil    There are many strange memories and unhappy frustrated souls in this    Fantastic Universe of oursstrange and sinister memories and    stranger urges frightening urges that refuse to die in the heart of    Brother Ambrose_ grrr _by  ROGER ARCOT_ He had borne the thousand and one injuries with humility and charity But the insults These were more than he could sufferGrrr There he goes again Brother Ambrose could scarce restrain thehatred that seethed and churned in his breast as his smallish eyesfollowed Brother Lorenzo headed once more for his beloved geraniums theinevitable wateringpot gripped in both hands the inevitable devotionsrising in a whispered stream from his saintly lips The very fact theman lived was a mockery to human justice Gods blood but if thoughtscould only kill_Ave Virgo_The thousand and one injuries of Fray Lorenzo he had borne as aChristian monk should with humility and charity But the insults ayethe insults to faith and reason They were more than a generous Fathercould expect His most adoring servant to suffer werent they To haveto sit next to the man for instance at evening meal and hear his sillyprattle of the weather Next years crop of cork we can scarcely expectoakgalls he says Isnt _petroselinum_ the name for parsley Noits Greek you swine And whats the Greek name for Swines Snout Icould hurl it at you like the Pope hurling anathema _Salve tibi_ Itsticks in ones craw to bless him with the rest Would God our cloisternumbered thirtyandnine instead of fortyFor days now for weeks Brother Ambrose had witnessed and endured thefalse piety of the man How hed ever got admitted to the order in thefirst place beat all supposition It must have been his sanctimoniousapplecheeks or Heaven forbid such simony some rich relative greasedthe palm of the Prior _Saint forsooth_Brother Ambrose recalled just a week previous they had been outside thewalls a round dozen of the brothers gathering the first few bushels ofgrapes to make the good Benedictine wine And all men tended to theirduty in the vineyardsave who Save lecherous Lorenzo whose job was toattend the press Picked the assignment himself most likely so hecould ogle the brown thighs and browner ankles of Dolores squatting onthe Convent bank _gitana_ slut with her flashing eyes and hint of sweetdelight in those cherryred lips and coquettish tossing shoulders A mancould see she was child of the devil flesh to tempt to eternalhellfireBut how skillful Brother Lorenzo had been in keeping the glow in hisdead eye from being seen by the others Only Ambrose had known it wasthere Invisible to even the world perhaps but lurking just the samein Lorenzos feverishly disguised brain _Si_ there and lusting beyonda doubt By ones faith the blueblack hair of Dolores would make anyweak man itch and the stories that had floated on the breeze that daylivelily exchanged between her and that roguish Sanchicha the_lavandera_ Lorenzo must surely have lapped them all up like a hungryspaniel though he cleverly turned his head away so you would not guessAfter all Ambrose scarcely a step closer could recall clearly everyword of the bawdy talesBack to the table again and Brother Ambrose once more noticed how FrayLorenzo never let his fork and knife lie crosswise an obvious tributehe himself always made in Our Senors praise Nor did Lorenzo honorthe Trinity by drinking his orangepulp in three quiet sips rather theArian heretic he drained it at a gulp Now he was out trimming hismyrtlebush And touching up his rosesGrrr again Watching his enemy putter away in the deepening twilightthat followed the decline of the Andalusian sun Brother Ambroserecalled the other traps he had lain to trip the hypocrite Traps setand failed but oh so delicious anyhow these attempts to send himflying off to Hell where he belonged a Cathar or a Manichee That lastone involving the pornographic French novel so scrofulous and wickedHow could it failed to have snared its prey Especially when FrayAmbrose had spent such sleepless nights working out his plot in greatdetailBrother Ambrose allowed himself an inward chortle as he paced along theportico recollecting how close to success the scheme had come The bookhad had to be read first or reread rather by Ambrose to determinejust which chapter would be most apt to damn a soul with concupiscentsuggestion Gray paper with blunt type the whole book had been easyenough to grasp for that matterwhat with the words so badly spelledout The cuckoldry tales of Boccaccio and that gay old archpriest JuanRuiz de Hita what dry reading they seemed by comparisonalmost likedecretalsAs if by misadventure Brother Ambrose had left the book in Lorenzoscell the pages doubled down at the woeful sixteenth print Ah therehad been a passage Simply glancing at it you groveled hand and foot inBelials gripBut that twicecursed Lorenzo must have had the devils luck that dayA breeze sprang up to flip the volume closed and the monk not knowingthe books owner and espying only its name had handed it over to thePrior who had promptly turned the monastery upside down in search offurther such adulterous contrabandWorse fortune followed The next day Brother Lorenzo had come down witha temporary stroke of blindnessit lasted only a week but even so forseven days Ambrose had been forced to labor in his stead in the draftylibrary copying boresome scrolls in a light scarcely less dim thanmoonlight Worse still the Prior had found mistakes letters droppedtransposed Latin was so bothersomely regular compared to the vulgartongue For what he called such inexcusable slovenliness the Priorhad imposed a penance of bread and water and extra toil_Slovenliness_ Why didnt the Priorwas he blind toonotice thedeadly sins that were,69
+Produced by Greg Weeks Stephen Blundell and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet    _It was a strange and bitter Earth over which the Chancellor    ruleda strange and deformed world There were times when the    Chancellor suspected that he really was a humanistic old fool but    this seemed to be his destiny and it was difficult to be anything    else Human like all other organic life on Earth was dying Where    it spawned it spawned monsters What was to be the answer_  its   all yours _by  Sam Merwin Jr_ It was a lonely thing to rule over a dying worlda world that had become sick so terribly sickThe Chancellors private washroom discreetly off the innermost of hisofficial suite of offices was a dream of gleaming black porcelain andsolid gold Each spout each faucet was a gracefully stylized mermaidthe combination stall showersteam room a marvel of hydraulic comfortand decor with variable lighting plotted to give the user every sort ofbeneficial ray from ultraviolet to black heatBut Bliss was used to it At the moment as he washed his hands he wasfar more concerned with the reflection of his face in the mirror abovethe dolphinshaped bowl With a sort of wry resignation he accepted thered rims of fatigue around his eyes the batch of white at his lefttemple that was spreading toward the top of his dark wellgroomed headHe noted that the lines rising from the corners of his mouth to thecurves of his nostrils seemed to have deepened noticeably during thepast few daysAs he dried his hands in the airstream he told himself that he wasletting his imagination run away with himimagination had always beenhis weakness and a grave failing for a head of state And while he drewon his special featherweight gloves he reminded himself that if hewas aging prematurely it was nobodys fault but his own No other manor woman approaching qualification for the job would have taken itonlya sentimental humanistic fool like himselfHe took a quick sip from the benzedral fountain waited for therestorative to do its work Then feeling moderately refreshed hereturned to his office sank into the plastifoam cushions of the chairbehind his tabletop mountain of a desk and pressed the button thatinformed Myra his confidential secretary he was readyThere were five in the delegationby their collars or robes a priesta rabbi a lama a darkskinned Watusi witchman and a white robed abbessdraped in chaste flowing white Automatically he surveyed themchecking The priests right shoe was twice as broad as his left therabbis head beneath the black cap that covered it was long and thinas a zucchini squash The witchman defiantly bare and black as ebonyfrom the waist up had a tiny duplicate of his own handsome headsprouting from the base of his sternum The visible deformities of thelama and abbess were concealed beneath their flowing robes But theywere therethey had to be thereBliss rose as they entered and said waving a gloved hand at the chairson their side of the desk Greetings sirs and madamplease beseated And when they were comfortable Now to what do I owe thehonor of this visitHe knew of coursesometimes he thought he knew more than any manshould be allowed or able to knowbut courtesy and custom demanded thequestion It was the witchman who answered Apparently he was spokesmanfor the groupHe said speaking beautiful Cantabrigian English Honorable sir wehave come as representatives of the religions of the world not toprotest but in a spirit of enquiry Our flocks grow increasinglyrestive when they are not leaving us altogether our influence growsless We wish to know what steps if any are being taken towardmodification or abrogation of the sterility program Without hope ofposterity mankind is lostWhile the others murmured their agreement Bliss focused his gaze on thesealed lids of the tiny face sprouting from the Watusis breastbone Hewondered if there were eyes behind them if there were a tongue behindthose tiny clamped lips and what words such a tongue would utter if itcould speakWe are waiting honorable sir the spokesman saidShaking himself free of the absorption Bliss glanced at theteleprompter on his desk Efficient as ever Myra had their names therebefore him He said Gentle Rhauchi I believe a simple expositionof our situation and of what programs we are seeking to meet andmitigate it with will give you the answers Not perhaps the answersyou seek but the answers we must accept Although the reports from World Laboratories changed from day to day heknew the speech by heart For the problem remained Humanity likevirtually all other organic life on Earth was dying Where it spawnedit spawned monsters On threedimensional vidar rolls he showed themlive shots of what the laboratories were doing what they were trying todoin the insemination groups the incubators the raybombardmentchambers the parthenogenesis bureauStudying them he could see by their expressions hear by the prayersthey muttered how shocking these revelations were It was one thing toknow what was going onanother for them to see for themselves It wasneither prettynor hopefulWhen it was over the rabbi spoke He said in deep slightly gutturalvastly impressive intonations What about Mars honorable sir Have youreached communication with our brothers and sisters on the red planetBliss shook his head He glanced at the almacalendar at his elbow andtold them Mars continues to maintain silenceas it has for twohundred and thirtyone years Ever since the final warThey knew it but they had to hear it from him to accept it evenbriefly There was silence long wretched silence Then the abbessspoke She said Couldnt we send out a ship to study conditions firsthand honorable sirBliss sighed He said The last four spaceships on Earth were sent toMars at twoyear intervals during the last perihelions Not one of themcame back That was more than a half century ago Since I accepted thisoffice I have had some of our ablest remaining scientific brainsworking on the problem of building a new,26
+Produced by Amy E ZelmerTHE PAST CONDITION OF ORGANIC NATURELecture II of VI Lectures To Working Men at the Museum ofPractical Geology 1863 On Darwins work Origin of Speciesby Thomas H HuxleyIN the lecture which I delivered last Monday evening I endeavoured tosketch in a very brief manner but as well as the time at my disposalwould permit the present condition of organic nature meaning bythat large title simply an indication of the great broad and generalprinciples which are to be discovered by those who look attentively atthe phenomena of organic nature as at present displayed The generalresult of our investigations might be summed up thus we found that themultiplicity of the forms of animal life great as that may be may bereduced to a comparatively few primitive plans or types of constructionthat a further study of the development of those different formsrevealed to us that they were again reducible until we at last broughtthe infinite diversity of animal and even vegetable life down to theprimordial form of a single cellWe found that our analysis of the organic world whether animals orplants showed in the long run that they might both be reduced intoand were in fact composed of the same constituents And we sawthat the plant obtained the materials constituting its substance bya peculiar combination of matters belonging entirely to the inorganicworld that then the animal was constantly appropriating thenitrogenous matters of the plant to its own nourishment and returningthem back to the inorganic world in what we spoke of as its waste andthat finally when the animal ceased to exist the constituents of itsbody were dissolved and transmitted to that inorganic world whence theyhad been at first abstracted Thus we saw in both the blade of grass andthe horse but the same elements differently combined and arranged Wediscovered a continual circulation going onthe plant drawing in theelements of inorganic nature and combining them into food for the animalcreation the animal borrowing from the plant the matter for its ownsupport giving off during its life products which returned immediatelyto the inorganic world and that eventually the constituent materialsof the whole structure of both animals and plants were thus returned totheir original source there was a constant passage from one state ofexistence to another and a returning back againLastly when we endeavoured to form some notion of the nature of theforces exercised by living beings we discovered that theyifnot capable of being subjected to the same minute analysis as theconstituents of those beings themselvesthat they were correlativewiththat they were the equivalents of the forces of inorganicnaturethat they were in the sense in which the term is now usedconvertible with them That was our general resultAnd now leaving the Present I must endeavour in the same manner to putbefore you the facts that are to be discovered in the Past history ofthe living world in the past conditions of organic nature We havetonight to deal with the facts of that historya history involvingperiods of time before which our mere human records sink into utterinsignificancea history the variety and physical magnitude of whoseevents cannot even be foreshadowed by the history of human life andhuman phenomenaa history of the most varied and complex characterWe must deal with the history then in the first place as we shoulddeal with all other histories The historical student knows that hisfirst business should be to inquire into the validity of his evidenceand the nature of the record in which the evidence is contained thathe may be able to form a proper estimate of the correctness of theconclusions which have been drawn from that evidence So here we mustpass in the first place to the consideration of a matter which mayseem foreign to the question under discussion We must dwell upon thenature of the records and the credibility of the evidence they containwe must look to the completeness or incompleteness of those recordsthemselves before we turn to that which they contain and reveal Thequestion of the credibility of the history happily for us will notrequire much consideration for in this history unlike those of humanorigin there can be no cavilling no differences as to the reality andtruth of the facts of which it is made up the facts state themselvesand are laid out clearly before usBut although one of the greatest difficulties of the historical studentis cleared out of our path there are other difficultiesdifficultiesin rightly interpreting the facts as they are presented to uswhichmay be compared with the greatest difficulties of any other kinds ofhistorical studyWhat is this record of the past history of the globe and what are thequestions which are involved in an inquiry into its completeness orincompleteness That record is composed of mud and the question whichwe have to investigate this evening resolves itself into a questionof the formation of mud You may think perhaps that this is avast stepof almost from the sublime to the ridiculousfrom thecontemplation of the history of the past ages of the worlds existenceto the consideration of the history of the formation of mud Butin nature there is nothing mean and unworthy of attention thereis nothing ridiculous or contemptible in any of her works and thisinquiry you will soon see I hope takes us to the very root andfoundations of our subjectHow then is mud formed Always with some trifling exception whichI need not consider nowalways as the result of the action of waterwearing down and disintegrating the surface of the earth and rocks withwhich it comes in contactpounding and grinding it down and carryingthe particles away to places where they cease to be disturbed by thismechanical action and where they can subside and rest For the oceanurged by winds washes as we know a long extent of coast and everywave loaded as it is with particles of sand and gravel as it breaksupon the shore does something towards the disintegrating process Andthus slowly but surely the hardest rocks are gradually ground down toa powdery substance and the mud thus formed coarser or finer as thecase may be is,52
+Produced by Pedro Saborano produced from scanned imagesof public domain material from Google Book Search    Notas de transcrição    No livro original existia uma errata no final do mesmo    Os erros identificados nessa errata foram corrigidos nesta edição    tendose mantido a lista de erros originais Adicionalmente foram    corrigidos alguns erros tipográficos evidentes    Nesta edição em texto simples não se faz referencia às ilustrações    presentes no livro impresso já que não contém informação relevante                             _CAETANO ALBERTO_                               DESCOBRIMENTO                                    DAS                                FILIPPINAS                         PELO NAVEGADOR PORTUGUEZ                            FERNÃO DE MAGALHÃES                            _Edição illustrada_                                  LISBOA                           EMPREZA DO OCCIDENTE                            Largo do Poço Novo                                   1898                        DESCOBRIMENTO DAS FILIPPINAS                             _CAETANO ALBERTO_                               DESCOBRIMENTO                                    DAS                                FILIPPINAS                         PELO NAVEGADOR PORTUGUEZ                            FERNÃO DE MAGALHÃES                            _Edição illustrada_                                  LISBOA                           EMPREZA DO OCCIDENTE                                   1898    _Á memoria de seu tio_          O CAPITÃO    Paulo Antonio da Rocha           _O e D_              O AuctorI_Primus circumdidisti me_Foste o primeiro que me circumdouFoi estaa divisa que Carlos V o imperador escreveu na esphera que encimou obrazão de Sebastião de Elcano o afortunado piloto castelhano que domar do sul trouxe a S Lucar de Barrameda a nau _Victoria_ com anoticia da descoberta das ilhas Mariannas tendo dado a volta ao mundoAfortunado chamámos a Sebastião de Elcano e que maior fortuna quecolher os loiros que deviam cingir a fronte de outro a quem a sua máestrella lhe anoitou a existencia depois de o ter guiado á victoriaE que outro podia ser que um portuguez a devassar os mares a circundaro globoQue de emprezas arrojadas que de feitos darmas que de acçõesgenerosas que de progressos das sciencias se poderão apontar nahistoria que não encontreis á sua frente primeiro entre osprimeiroso portuguezAh que até chego a duvidar se estou acordado ou sonhando quando ouçopara ahi tanto pessimismo a amesquinhar o nosso valor a duvidar adescrêr de nós propriosNão ha talvez outro exemplo de uma nacionalidade assimTão grande tão prestimosa tão,10
+Produced by David Edwards Marcia Brooks and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet Thisfile was made using scans of public domain works put onlineby Harvard University Librarys Open Collections ProgramWomen Working 1800  1930THE GIRL SCOUTS_A Training School forWomanhood_By KATE DOUGLAS WIGGINIllustrationSeries No 11GIRL SCOUTS NATIONAL HEADQUARTERS189 Lexington AvenueNew York CityA Training School for Womanhood_By Kate Douglas Wiggin_I am heartily interested in the Girl Scouts of America The fact is Ithink I was always a Girl Scout myself although the name was unknownyes from the very beginning Even my first youthful story was scoutyin tone if I may invent a word Then for a few years afterward when Iwas scoutingly busy educating little street Arabs in San Francisco Iwrote books too for and about younger children but there came a timewhen Polly Olivers Problem brought me a girl public It was not anoppressively large one that is I never was mobbed in the streets byPollys admirers but they existed and Heavens how many letters theywroteI see now that Polly was a real girl scout but faithful as sheunconsciously was to the then unwritten laws of the sisterhood shefaded into insignificance when my absolutely truetotype Scout appearedin the guise of Rebecca of Sunnybrook Farm Rebecca did not reformconvert or uplift her seniors her parents grandparents neighbors andconstituents but she could never keep her hands off things that neededto be done and whatever enterprise was on hand there was Rebecca to befoundsometimes on the outskirts frequently I fear in its stormcentreDo you remember that it was Rebecca and her twelveyearold friends whosewed the white stars on the Riverboro homemade flag just as theRoosevelt High School girls have been doing for their great leader theselast weeksMy summer home lies between two Maine villages on opposite sides of theSaco River There are Girl Scouts and Boy Scouts in each of thevillages but off the main roads almost on the fringe of the pineforests are boys and girls too far away from one another to reach anygroup One little chap said to me My brother Tim wants to be a Scoutbut there isnt anybody to be a leader and the boys live too far apartTims got all the circulars and books and instructions and he can be alone scout but he doesnt want to be a lone scoutTim doesnt hewants to be with other boysThe very words A lone scout suggested a story to me that I have neverwritten but wish that these words might reach the eye of a girl whowould like to practise the scout virtues even if she cannot belong tothe great band It is hard without the companionship and inspiration ofa large friendly company to follow a secret ideal and an imaginaryleader to be a lone scout yet to be working with thousands of unknownlittle sisters All the while that the lone scout is learning to be awomantrue brave busy thrifty cheerful she can say to herself Tohelp a little is to do the work of the world That is the real sloganof the Girl Scouts since for the most part they do little duties assumesmall responsibilities carry the lighter burdens Above all they learnto Carry on doing a womans work in a womans way doing small thingsthat women have always done as well as the new things that have openedto women either by their own pluck or because men have at least givenwomen a chance and doing them patiently selfforgettingly with theoldfashioned touch of a womans hand The world isnt in need of womenwho are duplicates of men A girl should try to be the best scout in theworld if it is in her to go so far but she must remember that afterall she is a Girl not a Boy ScoutEnd of the Project Gutenberg EBook of The Girl Scouts A Training School forWomanhood by Kate Douglas Wiggin,26
+Produced by An Anonymous Volunteer and David WidgerPAUL PRESCOTTS CHARGEBy Horatio Alger JrAlger Series For Boys About 50 Titles Uniform With This Volume     TO     The Boys     Whose Memory Goes Back With Me     To The Boarding School     At Potowome     This Volume Is Affectionately Dedicated     By     The AuthorPREFACEPAUL PRESCOTTS CHARGE is presented to the public as the second volumeof the Campaign Series Though wholly unlike the first volume it iswritten in furtherance of the same main idea that every boys life isa campaign more or less difficult in which success depends uponintegrity and a steadfast adherence to dutyHow Paul Prescott gained strength by battling with adversecircumstances and under all discouragements kept steadily before himthe charge which he received from his dying father is fully told andthe author will be glad if the record shall prove an incentive and anencouragement to those boys who may have a similar campaign before themPAUL PRESCOTTS CHARGEISQUIRE NEWCOMEHANNAHThe speaker was a tall pompouslooking man whose age appeared to vergeclose upon fifty He was sitting bolt upright in a highbacked chairand looked as if it would be quite impossible to deviate from hisposition of unbending rigiditySquire Benjamin Newcome as he was called in the right of his positionas Justice of the Peace Chairman of the Selectmen and wealthiestresident of Wrenville was a man of rule and measure He was measuredin his walk measured in his utterance and measured in all histransactions He might be called a dignified machine He had a veryexalted conception of his own position and the respect which he felt tobe his due not only from his own household but from all who approachedhim If the President of the United States had called upon him SquireNewcome would very probably have felt that he himself was the party whoconferred distinction and not received itSquire Newcome was a widower His wife who was as different fromhimself as could well be conceived did not live long after marriageShe was chilled to death as it was thought by the dignified icebergof whose establishment she had become a part She had left however achild who had now grown to be a boy of twelve This boy was a thornin the side of his father who had endeavored in vain to mould himaccording to his idea of propriety But Ben was gifted with a spirit offun sometimes running into mischief which was constantly bursting outin new directions in spite of his fathers numerous and rather prosylecturesHannah again called Squire Newcome separating the two syllables bya pause of deliberation and strongly accenting the last syllableahabit of his with all proper namesHannah was the Irish servant of all work who was just then engaged inmixing up bread in the room adjoining which was the kitchenFeeling a natural reluctance to appear before her employer with herhands covered with dough she hastily washed them All this howevertook time and before she responded to the first summons the secondHannah delivered with a little sharp emphasis had been utteredAt length she appeared at the door of the sittingroomHannah said Squire Newcome fixing his cold gray eye upon her whenyou hear my voice a calling you it is your duty to answer the summonsIMMEJIATELYI have endeavored to represent the Squires pronunciation of the lastwordSo I would have come IMMEJOUSLY said Hannah displaying a mostreprehensible ignorance but me hands were all covered with flourThat makes no difference interrupted the Squire Flour is anaccidental circumstanceWhats that thought Hannah opening her eyes in amazementAnd should not be allowed to interpose an obstacle to an IMMEJIATEanswer to my summonsSir said Hannah who guessed at the meaning though she did notunderstand the words you wouldnt have me dirty the doorhandle withme doughy handsThat could easily be remedied by ablutionThere aint any ablution in the house said the mystified HannahI mean Squire Newcome condescended to explain the application ofwaterin short washingShure said Hannah as light broke in upon her mind I never knewthat was what they called it beforeIs Benjamin at homeYes sir He was out playin in the yard a minute ago I guess you cansee him from the winderSo saying she stepped forward and looking out all at once gave ashrill scream and rushed from the room leaving her employer in hisboltupright attitude gazing after her with as much astonishment as hewas capable ofThe cause of her sudden exit was revealed on looking out of the windowMaster Benjamin or Ben as he was called everywhere except in hisown family had got possession of the black kitten and appeared to besubmerging her in the hogshead of rainwaterO you wicked cruel boy to drown poor Kitty exclaimed the indignantHannah rushing into the yard and endeavoring to snatch her felinefavoritean attempt which Ben stoutly resistedDoubtless the poor kitten would have fared badly between the two hadnot the window opened and the deliberate voice of his father calledout in tones which Ben saw fit to heedWhatCome into my presence immejiately and learn to answer me with morerespectBen came in looking half defiantHis father whose perpendicularity made him look like a sittinggrenadier commenced the examination thusI wish you to inform me what you was a doing of when I spoke to youIt will be observed that the Squires dignified utterances weresometimes a little at variance with the rule of the best moderngrammariansI was trying to prevent Hannah from taking the kitten said BenWhat was you a doing of before Hannah went outPlaying with KittyWhy were you standing near the hogshead BenjaminWhy said Ben ingenuously the hogshead happened to be near methatwas allWere you not trying to drown the kittenO I wouldnt drown her for anything said Ben with an injuredexpression mentally adding short of a threecent pieceThen to repeat my interrogatory what was you a doing of with thekitten in the hogsheadI was teaching her to swim said Ben looking out of the corner ofhis,13
+Produced by Nick Wall and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet This file wasproduced from images generously made available by TheInternet ArchiveCanadian Libraries     Transcribers Note     Obvious punctuation errors have been corrected     A list of other changes is supplied at the end of the book     AUSTRALIA REVENGED      BY     BOOMERANG     LONDON     REMINGTON AND COMPANY LIMITED     15 KING STREET COVENT GARDEN     AND SYDNEY     1894     _All Rights Reserved_PREFACEEach character in this work is a type The Australian characters may bemet with every day in the Colonies Nor are Villiers Wyckliffe and theDetlij Club distorted figments of the imagination and the broken heartis a symbol of the aims of the one and the object of the otherssoftened down so that the cheek of modesty may be spared a blushIn those parts of the work where Colonial Governors are mentioned theyappear in a less heroic light than that in which one ordinarily seesthem in print Therefore for the further enlightenment of the reader anappendix has been added in which the standpoint wherefrom YoungAustralia views them is fully explainedBoomerang is the joint _nomdeplume_ of a Young Australian and hiscollaborator                                                                  BLondon October 1894CONTENTS          I     THE DETLIJ CLUB              1         II     CONFIDENCES                 14        III     THE MIAMIA                 26         IV     THE BALL                    38          V     THE OATH                    48         VI     REVENGE                     63        VII     HAL                         79       VIII     ADELAIDE                    94         IX     MELBOURNE                  114          X     CABBIES                    128         XI     LAUNCESTON                 144        XII     GOODCHILDS                156       XIII     PORT ARTHUR                170        XIV     EASTELLA                   182         XV     MAY                        192        XVI     HOBART                     203       XVII     SYDNEY                     214      XVIII     THE GIRLS                  222        XIX     HIL                        232         XX     BRISBANE                   242        XXI     TOOWOOMBA                  254       XXII,13
+Produced by Amy E ZelmerON SOME FOSSIL REMAINS OF MANBy Thomas H HuxleyI HAVE endeavoured to show in the preceding Essay that the ANTHROPINIor Man Family form a very well defined group of the Primates betweenwhich and the immediately following Family the CATARHINI there is inthe existing world the same entire absence of any transitional form orconnecting link as between the CATARHINI and PLATYRHINIIt is a commonly received doctrine however that the structuralintervals between the various existing modifications of organic beingsmay be diminished or even obliterated if we take into account the longand varied succession of animals and plants which have preceded thosenow living and which are known to us only by their fossilized remainsHow far this doctrine is well based how far on the other hand as ourknowledge at present stands it is an overstatement of the real facts ofthe case and an exaggeration of the conclusions fairly deducible fromthem are points of grave importance but into the discussion of whichI do not at present propose to enter It is enough that such a view ofthe relations of extinct to living beings has been propounded to leadus to inquire with anxiety how far the recent discoveries of humanremains in a fossil state bear out or oppose that viewI shall confine myself in discussing this question to thosefragmentary Human skulls from the caves of Engis in the valley ofthe Meuse in Belgium and of the Neanderthal near Dusseldorf thegeological relations of which have been examined with so much careby Sir Charles Lyell upon whose high authority I shall take it forgranted that the Engis skull belonged to a contemporary of the MammothElephas primigenius and of the woolly Rhinoceros Rhinocerostichorhinus with the bones of which it was found associated and thatthe Neanderthal skull is of great though uncertain antiquity Whateverbe the geological age of the latter skull I conceive it is quite safeon the ordinary principles of paleontological reasoning to assumethat the former takes us to at least the further side of the vaguebiological limit which separates the present geological epoch fromthat which immediately preceded it And there can be no doubt that thephysical geography of Europe has changed wonderfully since the bonesof Men and Mammoths Hyaenas and Rhinoceroses were washed pellmell intothe cave of EngisThe skull from the cave of Engis was originally discovered by ProfessorSchmerling and was described by him together with other human remainsdisinterred at the same time in his valuable work Recherches sur lesossemens fossiles decouverts dans les cavernes de la Province deLiege published in 1833 p 59 et seq from which the followingparagraphs are extracted the precise expressions of the author beingas far as possible preservedIn the first place I must remark that these human remains which arein my possession are characterized like thousands of bones which I havelately been disinterring by the extent of the decomposition whichthey have undergone which is precisely the same as that of the extinctspecies all with a few exceptions are broken some few are roundedas is frequently found to be the case in fossil remains of otherspecies The fractures are vertical or oblique none of them are erodedtheir colour does not differ from that of other fossil bones and variesfrom whitish yellow to blackish All are lighter than recent bones withthe exception of those which have a calcareous incrustation and thecavities of which are filled with such matterThe cranium which I have caused to be figured Plate I Figs 1 2 isthat of an old person The sutures are beginning to be effaced all thefacial bones are wanting and of the temporal bones only a fragment ofthat of the right side is preservedThe face and the base of the cranium had been detached before theskull was deposited in the cave for we were unable to find those partsthough the whole cavern was regularly searched The cranium was met withat a depth of a metre and a half five feet nearly hidden underan osseous breccia composed of the remains of small animals andcontaining one rhinoceros tusk with several teeth of horses and ofruminants This breccia which has been spoken of above p 30 was ametre 3 14 feet about wide and rose to the height of a metre anda half above the floor of the cavern to the walls of which it adheredstronglyThe earth which contained this human skull exhibited no trace ofdisturbance teeth of rhinoceros horse hyaena and bear surrounded iton all sidesIllustration FIG 23The skull from the cave of Engisviewed fromthe right side a glabella b occipital protuberance a to bglabellooccipital line c auditory foramenThe famous Blumenbach 1 has directed attention to the differencespresented by the form and the dimensions of human crania of differentraces This important work would have assisted us greatly if theface a part essential for the determination of race with more or lessaccuracy had not been wanting in our fossil craniumWe are convinced that even if the skull had been complete it would nothave been possible to pronounce with certainty upon a single specimenfor individual variations are so numerous in the crania of one and thesame race that one cannot without laying oneself open to large chancesof error draw any inference from a single fragment of a cranium to thegeneral form of the head to which it belongedNevertheless in order to neglect no point respecting the form of thisfossil skull we may observe that from the first the elongated andnarrow form of the forehead attracted our attentionIn fact the slight elevation of the frontal its narrowness andthe form of the orbit approximate it more nearly to the cranium ofan Ethiopian than to that of an European the elongated form and theproduced occiput are also characters which we believe to be observablein our fossil cranium but to remove all doubt upon that subject I havecaused the contours of the cranium of an European and of an Ethiopian tobe drawn and the foreheads represented Plate II Figs 1 and 2 andin the same plate Figs 3 and 4 will render the differences easilydistinguishable and a single glance,52
+Produced by Amy E ZelmerON THE STUDY OF ZOOLOGYby Thomas H Huxley1NATURAL HISTORY is the name familiarly applied to the study of theproperties of such natural bodies as minerals plants and animals thesciences which embody the knowledge man has acquired upon these subjectsare commonly termed Natural Sciences in contradistinction to othersocalled physical sciences and those who devote themselvesespecially to the pursuit of such sciences have been and are commonlytermed NaturalistsLinnaeus was a naturalist in this wide sense and his Systema Naturaewas a work upon natural history in the broadest acceptation of theterm in it that great methodising spirit embodied all that was knownin his time of the distinctive characters of minerals animalsand plants But the enormous stimulus which Linnaeus gave to theinvestigation of nature soon rendered it impossible that any one manshould write another Systema Naturae and extremely difficult for anyone to become even a naturalist such as Linnaeus wasGreat as have been the advances made by all the three branches ofscience of old included under the title of natural history there canbe no doubt that zoology and botany have grown in an enormously greaterratio than mineralogy and hence as I suppose the name of naturalhistory has gradually become more and more definitely attached to theseprominent divisions of the subject and by naturalist people havemeant more and more distinctly to imply a student of the structure andfunction of living beingsHowever this may be it is certain that the advance of knowledgehas gradually widened the distance between mineralogy and its oldassociates while it has drawn zoology and botany closer together sothat of late years it has been found convenient and indeed necessaryto associate the sciences which deal with vitality and all its phenomenaunder the common head of biology and the biologists have cometo repudiate any bloodrelationship with their fosterbrothers themineralogistsCertain broad laws have a general application throughout both the animaland the vegetable worlds but the ground common to these kingdoms ofnature is not of very wide extent and the multiplicity of details is sogreat that the student of living beings finds himself obliged to devotehis attention exclusively either to the one or the other If he electsto study plants under any aspect we know at once what to call him Heis a botanist and his science is botany But if the investigation ofanimal life be his choice the name generally applied to him will varyaccording to the kind of animals he studies or the particular phenomenaof animal life to which he confines his attention If the study ofman is his object he is called an anatomist or a physiologist or anethnologist but if he dissects animals or examines into the mode inwhich their functions are performed he is a comparative anatomist orcomparative physiologist If he turns his attention to fossil animalshe is a palaeontologist If his mind is more particularly directedto the specific description discrimination classification anddistribution of animals he is termed a zoologistFor the purpose of the present discourse however I shall recognisenone of these titles save the last which I shall employ as theequivalent of botanist and I shall use the term zoology as denotingthe whole doctrine of animal life in contradistinction to botany whichsignifies the whole doctrine of vegetable lifeEmployed in this sense zoology like botany is divisible intothree great but subordinate sciences morphology physiology anddistribution each of which may to a very great extent be studiedindependently of the otherZoological morphology is the doctrine of animal form or structureAnatomy is one of its branches development is another whileclassification is the expression of the relations which differentanimals bear to one another in respect of their anatomy and theirdevelopmentZoological distribution is the study of animals in relation to theterrestrial conditions which obtain now or have obtained at anyprevious epoch of the earths historyZoological physiology lastly is the doctrine of the functions oractions of animals It regards animal bodies as machines impelled bycertain forces and performing an amount of work which can be expressedin terms of the ordinary forces of nature The final object ofphysiology is to deduce the facts of morphology on the one hand andthose of distribution on the other from the laws of the molecularforces of matterSuch is the scope of zoology But if I were to content myself with theenunciation of these dry definitions I should ill exemplify thatmethod of teaching this branch of physical science which it is my chiefbusiness tonight to recommend Let us turn away then from abstractdefinitions Let us take some concrete living thing some animal thecommoner the better and let us see how the application of common senseand common logic to the obvious facts it presents inevitably leads usinto all these branches of zoological scienceI have before me a lobster When I examine it what appears to be themost striking character it presents Why I observe that this part whichwe call the tail of the lobster is made up of six distinct hard ringsand a seventh terminal piece If I separate one of the middle rings saythe third I find it carries upon its under surface a pair of limbs orappendages each of which consists of a stalk and two terminal piecesSo that I can represent a transverse section of the ring and itsappendages upon the diagram board in this wayIf I now take the fourth ring I find it has the same structure and sohave the fifth and the second so that in each of these divisions ofthe tail I find parts which correspond with one another a ring andtwo appendages and in each appendage a stalk and two end pieces Thesecorresponding parts are called in the technical language of anatomyhomologous parts The ring of the third division is the homologue ofthe ring of the fifth the appendage of the former is the homologueof the appendage of the latter And as each division exhibitscorresponding parts in corresponding places we say that all thedivisions are constructed upon the same plan But now let us considerthe sixth division It is similar to and yet different from theothers The ring is essentially the same,52
+Produced by Julia Miller and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet This file wasproduced from scans of public domain material produced byMicrosoft for their Live Search Books siteTranscribers NoteA number of typographical errors have been maintained in this version ofthis book They have been marked with a TN which refers to adescription in the complete list found at the end of the textInconsistencies in spelling and hyphenation have been maintained A listof inconsistently spelled and hyphenated words is found at the end ofthe textOe ligatures have been expandedTHE ANCIENT MONUMENTSOFNORTH AND SOUTH AMERICASECOND EDITIONCorrected enlarged and with some additionsBY C S RAFINESQUE A MPh D_Professor of Historical and Natural Sciences Member of many LearnedSocieties in Philadelphia New York Lexington CincinnattiTN1Nashville Paris Bordeaux Brussels Bonn Vienna Zurich Naples cthe American Antiquarian Society the Northern Antiquarian Society ofCopenhagen c_    The massive ruins the arts and skill unfold    Of busy workers and their styles reveal    The objects and designs of such devisers    In silent voices they speak to thinking minds    They teach who were the human throngs that left    Uplifted marks for witness of past ages_PHILADELPHIA_1838Printed for the AuthorNOTICEThis Essay or Introduction to my Researches on the Antiquities andMonuments of North and South America was printed in September 1838 inthe first Number of the American Museum of Baltimore a literary monthlyperiodical undertaken by Messrs Brooks and Snodgrass as a new seriesof the North American Quarterly Magazine Being printed in a hurry andat a distance several material errors occuredTN2 which are nowrectified and this second edition will form thereby the Introduction tomy long contemplated Work on the Ancient Monuments of this continent towhich I alluded in my work on the Ancient Nations of America publishedin 1836 I will add some notes or additions thereto and maygradualyTN3 publish my original descriptions and views plans mapsc of such as I have surveyed examined and studied between 1818 andthis time comparing them with those observed by others in America orelsewhere of the same charactersuch works are of a national importanceor interest and ought to be patronized by the States or LearnedSocieties or wealthy patriots but if there is little prospect of theirdoing so I must either delay or curtail the publication of theinteresting materials collected for 20 years pastINTRODUCTIONThe feelings that lead some men to investigate remains of antiquity andsearch into their origin dates and purposes are similar to thoseactuating lofty minds when not satisfied with the surface of thingsthey inquire into the source and origin of every thing accessible tohuman ken and scrutinize or analizeTN4 every tangible object Suchfeelings lead us to trace events and principles to ascend rivers totheir sources to climb the rugged sides of mountains and reach theirlofty summits to plough the waves and dive into the sea or even soarinto the air to scan and measure the heavenly bodies and at last tolift our eyes and souls to the _Supreme Being_ the source ofallApplied to mankind the same feelings invite us to seek for theorigin of arts and sciences the steps of civilization on earth therise of nations states and empires tracing their cradles dispersionsand migrations by the dim records of traditional tales or the morecertain monumental evidence of human structuresThis last evidence is but a branch of the archeological scienceembracing besides the study of documents records medals coinsinscriptions implements c buried in the earth or hidden inrecesses while the ruins of cities palaces and temples altars andgraves pyramids and towers walls and roads sculptures andidolsreveal to our inquiries not only the existence of their devisersand framers at their locations but give us a view of theircivilization religions manners and abilitiesIf the annals of the Greeks and Romans had been lost as have been thoseof Egypt of Assyria and many other early empires we should still havein the ruins and monuments of Italy and Greece complete evidence ofthe existence of those nations their location power and skill nayeven of the extent of their dominion by their colonial monumentsscattered from Syria to Spain from Lybia to Britain If the Britishannals should ever be lost hereafter by neglect or revolutions theruins of dwellings churches monuments c built in the British stylewill reveal the existence or preserve the memory of the wide extent ofBritish power by colonies sent from North America to Guyana fromHindustan to Ceylon South Africa and AustraliaAnd thus it is in both Americas where many nations and empires havedwelt and passed away risen and fallen by turns leaving few or norecords except the traces of their existence and widely spreadcolonies by the ruins of their cities and monuments standing yet assilent witnesses of past dominion and great power It is only of latethat they have begun to deserve the attention of learned men andhistorianswhat had been stated by Ulloa Humboldt Juarros Delrioc of some of them chiefly found in the Spanish part of America aswell as the scattered accounts of the many fragments found in NorthAmerica from the lakes of Canada to Louisiana although confined to afew places or widely remote localities have begun to excite thecuriosity of all inquiring men and are soon likely to deserve as muchinterest as the famed ruins of Palmyra and Thebes Babylon andPersepolis when the future historians of America shall make known thewonderful and astonishing results that they have suggested or willsoon unfold particularly when accurately surveyed and explored drawnand engraved instead of being hidden and veiled or hardly noticed bythe detractors of the Americans the false historians of the school ofDepaw and Robertson who have perverted or omitted the most strikingfeatures of American historyThe most erroneous conceptions prevail as yet concerning them and themost rude or absurd ideas are entertained in our country of theirobjects and nature As in modern Greece every ruin is now a_Paleocastro_ or old castle for the vulgar peasant or herdsman thusall our ruins of the West are _Indian forts_ for the settlers of theWestern states and every traveller gazing at random at,9
+Produced by Pedro Saborano produced from scanned imagesof public domain material from Google Book Search                         D ANTONIO ALVES MARTINS                              BISPO DE VIZEU                            ESBOÇO BIOGRAPHICO                                    POR                          CAMILLO CASTELLO BRANCO                              SEGUNDA EDIÇÃO                                   PORTO                  Livraria Internacional de Ernesto Chardron                               Casa editora                     LUGAN  GENELIOUX successores                                   1889                            Preço 200 RÉIS                            ESBOÇO BIOGRAPHICO                         D ANTONIO ALVES MARTINS                              BISPO DE VIZEU                            ESBOÇO BIOGRAPHICO                                    POR                          CAMILLO CASTELLO BRANCO                              SEGUNDA EDIÇÃO                                   PORTO                  Livraria Internacional de Ernesto Chardron                               Casa editora                     LUGAN  GENELIOUX successores                                   1889                        Todos os direitos reservadosIMPRENSA INTERNACIONALVictoria 166É agradavel e não commum esboçar alguns traços da vida de um varãobenemerito cujos antepassados praticando obscuramente o bem nos nãointimam o dever de lhes attribuir ou inventar proezas civicas Em temposnão remotos quando era costume inculcar ou explicar pelo decoro dastirpe virtudes ou heroismos raro biographo se sahia limpa eairosamente de ao pé do berço humilde do seu heroe É vêr o empenhopouco menos de lastimavel dos que inventaram avós fidalgos a João PintoRibeiro como se o explendor de seu patriotismo fosse demasiado para umsó homem e devêsse em vez de ir adiante afidalgar vindourosretroceder aos passados e lustrarlhes as sepulturas em galardãoposthumo Donosa e bizarra fidalguia é uma que nos faz sentir que o épor que ha ahi natural fronteira entre bom e máo é a que vêmosgerarse florir e fructear sem inculcadas e vans precedencias é a queassignala os homens prestantes allumiandoos de luz sua a fim de que aposteridade os extreme da sombra se os contemporaneos não poderam ounão quizeram aquilatalos desassombradamente Homens deste vulto persi mesmos nobilitados não se procuram no berço é em meio de nós édesde o momento que os vimos receber da gratidão publica os titulos desua nobrezaO snr D Antonio Alves Martins doutor na faculdade de theologia bispode Vizeu par do reino e ministro de estado honorario nasceu na Granjade Alijó provincia de Trazosmontes aos 18 de fevereiro de 1808Modesta abundancia e laboriosa probidadeexcellencias congeneres,9
+Produced by Chris Curnow Joseph Cooper and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetTranscribers Note The Introduction by Jacob Viner was firstpublished without a copyright notice and therefore is in the publicdomainThe Augustan Reprint SocietyBERNARD MANDEVILLE_A Letter to Dion_1732With an Introduction by Jacob VinerPublication Number 41Los AngelesWilliam Andrews Clark Memorial LibraryUniversity of California1953GENERAL EDITORSH RICHARD ARCHER _Clark Memorial Library_RICHARD C BOYS _University of Michigan_RALPH COHEN _University of California Los Angeles_VINTON A DEARING _University of California Los Angeles_ASSISTANT EDITORW EARL BRITTON _University of Michigan_ADVISORY EDITORSEMMETT L AVERY _State College of Washington_BENJAMIN BOYCE _Duke University_LOUIS BREDVOLD _University of Michigan_JOHN BUTT _Kings College University of Durham_JAMES L CLIFFORD _Columbia University_ARTHUR FRIEDMAN _University of Chicago_EDWARD NILES HOOKER _University of California Los Angeles_LOUIS A LANDA _Princeton University_SAMUEL H MONK _University of Minnesota_EARNEST MOSSNER _University of Texas_JAMES SUTHERLAND _University College London_H T SWEDENBERG JR _University of California Los Angeles_CORRESPONDING SECRETARYEDNA C DAVIS _Clark Memorial Library_INTRODUCTIONThe _Letter to Dion_ Mandevilles last publication was in form areply to Bishop Berkeleys _Alciphron or the Minute Philosopher_ In_Alciphron_ a series of dialogues directed against free thinkers ingeneral Dion is the presiding host and Alciphron and Lysicles are theexpositors of objectionable doctrines Mandevilles _Fable of the Bees_is attacked in the Second Dialogue where Lysicles expounds someMandevillian views but is theologically an atheist politically arevolutionary and socially a leveller In the _Letter to Dion_however Mandeville assumes that Berkeley is charging him with all ofthese views and accuses Berkeley of unfairness and misrepresentationNeither _Alciphron_ nor the _Letter to Dion_ caused much of a stir The_Letter_ never had a second edition1 and is now exceedingly scarceThe significance of the _Letter_ would be minor if it were confined toits role in the exchange between Berkeley and Mandeville2 Berkeleyhad more sinners in mind than Mandeville and Mandeville more criticsthan Berkeley Berkeley however mere than any other critic seems tohave gotten under Mandevilles skin perhaps because Berkeley alonemade effective use against him of his own weapons of satire andridicule3      1 In its only foreign language translation the _Letter_      somewhat abbreviated is appended to the German translation of      _The Fable of the Bees_ by Otto Bobertag _Mandevilles      Bienenfabel_ Munich 1914 pp 349398      2 Berkeley again criticized Mandeville in _A Discourse      Addressed to Magistrates_ 1736 _Works_ A C Fraser ed      Oxford 1871 III 424      3 _A Vindication of the Reverend D By_ London 1734      applies to _Alciphron_ the comment of Shaftesbury that reverend      authors who resort to dialogue form may perhaps find means to      laugh gentlemen into their religion who have unfortunately been      laughed out of it See Alfred Owen Aldridge Shaftesbury and      the Deist Manifesto _Transactions of the American Philosophical      Society_ New Series XLI 1951 Part 2 p 358Berkeley came to closest grips with _The Fable of the Bees_ when herejected Mandevilles grim picture of human nature and when he metMandevilles eulogy of luxury by the argument that expenditures onluxuries were no better support of employment than equivalent spendingon charity to the poor or than the more lasting life which would resultfrom avoidance of luxury4      4 Francis Hutcheson a fellowtownsman of Berkeley had      previously made these points against Mandevilles treatment of      luxury in letters to the _Dublin Journal_ in 1726 reprinted in      Hutcheson _Reflections upon Laughter and Remarks upon the Fable      of the Bees_ Glasgow 1750 pp 6163 and in James Arbuckle      _Hibernicus Letters_ London 1729 Letter 46 In _The Fable of      the Bees_ Mandeville concedes that gifts to charity would      support employment as much as would equivalent expenditures on      luxuries but argues that in practice the gifts would not be      madeOf the few contemporary notices of the _Letter to Dion_ the mostimportant was by John Lord Hervey Hervey charged both Berkeley andMandeville with unfairness but aimed most of his criticism atBerkeley He claimed that _Alciphron_ displayed the weaknesses ofargument in dialogue form that it tended either to state theopponents case so strongly that it became difficult afterwards torefute it or so weakly that it was not worth answering He found faultwith Berkeley for denying that Mandeville had told a great manydisagreeable truthspresumably about human nature and its mode ofoperation in societyand with Mandeville for having told them inpublic He held I believe rightly that Mandeville in associatingvice with prosperity deliberately blurred the distinction between viceas an incidental consequence of prosperity and vice as its cause vicesaid Hervey is the child of Prosperity but not the Parent and the Vices which grow upon a flourishing People are not the Means bywhich they become so5      5 Lord Hervey _Some Remarks on the Minute Philosopher_      London 1732 pp 2223 4250T E Jessop in his introduction to his edition of _Alciphron_characterizes Berkeleys account of the argument of _The Fable of theBees_ as not unfair and says I can see no reason for whitewashingMandeville The content and manner of his writing invite retort ratherthan argument Berkeley gives both in the most sparkling of hisdialogues Mandeville wrote a feeble reply A _Letter to Dion_6 FB Kaye on the other hand says of the exchange between Berkeley andMandeville that men like  Berkeley who may be termed thereligiousminded  in their anguish threw logic to the winds andcriticized him ie Mandeville for the most inconsistent reasons7      6 _Alciphron or the Minute Philosopher_ T E Jessop ed in,28
+Produced by Sankar Viswanathan Greg Weeks and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet                         Transcribers NoteThis etext was produced from Amazing Science Fiction Stories April 1960Extensive research did not uncover any evidence that the US copyrighton this publication was renewed                _The little man stood in front of the                  monstrous machine as the synaptic                 drone heightened to a scream No                      no he whispered Dont you                           understand_                          WERE FRIENDS NOW                            By HENRY HASSE                         ILLUSTRATED by VARGA                                   Today more than other days Raoul Beardsley felt the burden the draggingsense of inevitability He frowned he glanced at his watch he leanedforward to speak to the copter pilot and then changed his mind Hesettled back and from idle habit adjusted his chairscope to thefamiliar broadspoked area of Washington just belowIll _not_ have it happening again today he told himself grimly and at once his thoughts quavered off into many tangles ofselfreproach Blasted nonsense the way Ive been acting A _machine_a damned gutless machine like that Why do I persist in letting it getto meHe pondered that and found no solace Delusion he snorted Hypersynapsedisorder  thats how Jeff Arnold would explain _me_ I wishhed confine his diagnostics to the Mechanical Division where itbelongs Hes amused theyre all amused at mebut damn it they justdont knowBeardsleys rotund body sagged at the thought Adjusting thechairscope he fixed his gaze on the broad facade of CrimeCentralBuilding far across the city again he felt the burgeoning embarrassmentand foreboding but he put it down with an effort before it reached theedge of fear _Not today_ he thought fiercely _No by God I justwont permit it to happen_There So He felt much better already And he had really made good timethis morning Today of _all_ days he mustnt keep ECAIAC waitingIllustration Beardsley was the only one _not_ to panic when theinfallible machine broke downMustnt Something triggered in Beardsley and he was assailed with aperverse rebellion at the thought                                   Must not But why not Why shouldnt he just _once_ keep ECAIAC and JeffArnold and his clique stewing in their own tangle of tubes andelectronic juice And wouldnt _this_ he gloated be the perfect dayfor it Arnold especiallyjust once to shatter that young manscomplacent routineNo Beardsley savored the thought tastily and let it trickle away andthe look of glee on his cherubic face was gone For too many years hisjob as serological coördinator CrimeCentral had kept him pinned tothe concomitant routine Pinned or crucified it was all the same incrime analysis as in everything these days personal sense ofachievement had been too unsubtly annihilated Recalling his justcompleted taskthe Citizen Files and _personatapes_ and the endlessannotatingBeardsley felt himself sinking still further into that mireof futility that encompassed neither excitement nor particular prideHe brought himself back with a grimace aware that he was clutching thebriefcase of tapes possessively from long habit The pilot had touchedthe newsstat and abruptly one of the new commerciappeals grated onBeardsleys senses we repeat yes PROTOSUDS is now available in _flake_ or _cake_ orthe new attachable _luxuryspray_ Remember PROTOSUDS has _never_ beenlaboratorytested it contains _no_ miracle ingredients _no_ improvedscientific formula and NO LANOLIN Then what is the new PROTOSUDS Itell you frankly friends it is nothing but a lot of pure soft soapRemember  we make no fabulous claims for PROTOSUDS  we assume thatyou are reasonably clean to start with And now for your late breakfastnews PROTOSUDS takes you direct to the Central News Bureau for a finalsurvey on the Carmack murder caseBeardsley groaned New voice in the background while the screen presenteda slow montage Cineruns of the great Carmack himself including those atthe International Cybernetics Congress a year ago  survey of the murderscene the Carmack mansion  closeup of ECAIAC  diagrammatic detailof ECAIAC  then dramatically the grim and imposing figure of GeorgeMandleco Minister of JusticeAnd then the newscasters voice  certain that final processingwill go forward today It would be a gross understatement to say thatthe Carmack Case has captured the attention of the nation bothofficialdom and public alike _Never_ in the history of CrimeCentralhas there been such an undercurrent of speculation and excitementExcitement murmured BeardsleyAnd now it is heightened by no less an authority than the Minister ofJustice himself who brought both plaudits and censure upon himselftoday with the outright statement that _deeprooted political issues_may well be involved As you must know by now it was the murdered manhimselfAmos Carmackwho some years ago carried on the incessantlobbying that resulted in ECAIAC being accepted,0
+Produced by Judy BossSTORIES OF A WESTERN TOWNBy Octave ThanetCONTENTSThe Besetment of Kurt LiedersThe Face of FailureTommy and ThomasMother EmeritusAn Assisted ProvidenceHarry LossingTHE BESETMENT OF KURT LIEDERSA SILVER rime glistened all down the streetThere was a drabble of dead leaves on the sidewalk which was of woodand on the roadway which was of macadam and stiff mud The wind blewsharply for it was a December day and only six in the morning Nor werethe houses high enough to furnish any independent bulwark they werelow wooden dwellings the tallest a bare two stories in height themajority only one story But they were in good painting and repairand most of them had a homely gayety of geraniums or bouvardias inthe windows The house on the corner was the tall house It occupied alarger yard than its neighbors and there were lace curtains tied withblue ribbons for the windows in the right hand front room The door ofthis house swung back with a crash and a woman darted out She ran atthe top of her speed to the little yellow house farther down the streetHer blue calico gown clung about her stout figure and fluttered behindher revealing her blue woollen stockings and felt slippers Her grayhead was bare As she ran tears rolled down her cheeks and she wrung herhandsOh Oh Oh Oh lieber Herr Je One near would have heard her sob intoo distracted agitation to heed the motorneer of the passing streetcarwho stared after her at the risk of his car or the tousled heads behinda few curtains She did not stop until she almost fell against the doorof the yellow house Her frantic knocking was answered by a young womanin a light and artless costume of a quilted petticoat and a red flannelsackOh gracious goodness Mrs Lieders cried sheThekla Lieders rather staggered than walked into the room and fell backon the black haircloth sofaThere there there said the young woman while she patted the broadshoulders heaving between sobs and short breath what is it The houseaint afireOh no oh Mrs Olsen he has done it again She wailed in sobs likea childDone it Done what exclaimed Mrs Olsen then her face paled Oh mygracious you DONT mean hes killed himselfYes hes killed himself againAnd hes dead asked the other in an awed toneMrs Lieders gulped down her tears Oh not so bad as that I cut himdown he was up in the garret and I sussuspected him and I run upandoh he was there a choking and he was so mad He swore at meandhe kicked me when II says Kurt what are you doing of Holdon till I git a knife I saysfor his hands was just dangling at hisside and he says nottings cause he couldnt he was most gone and Iknowed I wouldnt have time to git no knife but I saw it was a rope waspretty bad worn and soso I just run and jumped and ketched it in myhands and being Im so fleshy it couldnt stand no more and it brokeAnd oh hehe kicked me when I was try to come near to git the ropeoff his neck and so soon like he could git his breath he swore atmeAnd you a helping of him Just listen to that cried the hearerindignantlySo I come here for to git you and Mr Olsen to help me git him downstairs cause he is too heavy for me to lift and he is so mad he wontwalk down himselfYes yes of course Ill call Carl Carl dost thou hear come Butdid you dare to leave him Mrs Lieders Part of the time she spokein English part of the time in her own tongue gliding from one toanother and neither party observing the transitionMrs Lieders wiped her eyes saying Oh yes Danke schon I aintafraid cause I tied him with the rope righd good so he dont got nochance to move He was make faces at me all the time I tied him At theremembrance the tears welled anewMrs Olsen a little bright tinted woman with a nose too small for herbig blue eyes and chubby cheeks quivered with indignant sympathyWell I did nefer hear of sooch a mean acting man seemed to her themost natural expression but the wife fired at onceNo he is not a mean man she cried no Freda Olsen he is not amean man at all There aint nowhere a better man than my man and CarlOlsen he knows that Kurt he always buys a whole ham and a wholebarrel of flour and never less than a dollar of sugar at a time And henever gits drunk nor he never gives me any bad talk It was only he gotthis wanting to kill himself on him sometimesWell I guess Ill go put on my things said Mrs Olsen wiselydeclining to defend her position You set right still and warmyourself and well be back in a minuteIndeed it was hardly more than that time before both Carl Olsen whoworked in the same furniture factory as Kurt Lieders and was a comelyand afterwitted giant appeared with Mrs Olsen ready for the streetHe nodded at Mrs Lieders and made a gurgling noise in his throatexpected to convey sympathy Then he coughed and said that he wasready and they startedFeeling further expression demanded Mrs Olsen asked How many timeshas he done it Mrs LiedersMrs Lieders was trotting along her anxious eyes on the house in thedistance especially on the garret windows Three times she answerednot removing her eyes onct he tooked Rough on Rats and I found it outand I put some apple butter in the place of it and he kept wonderingand wondering how he didnt feel notings and after awhile I got him offthe notion that time He wasnt mad at me he just said Well I do itsome other time You see but he promised to wait till I got the springhouse cleaning over so he could shake the carpets for me and by,4
+Produced by Anna Tuinman Eline Visser and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet   deze regel heeft nummer 1                                                                                          OPMERKINGEN VAN DE BEWERKER                                                                                             Het origineel van dit eboek is een convoluut één band bestaande     uit twee afzonderlijke delen die ooit eens zijn samengevoegd                                                                            Het origineel is een vertaling uit het engels                                                                                            Van het eerste boek zijn de hoofdstukken I III IV en V             vertalingen van de avonturen VII III X en XI uit The Memoirs      of Sherlock Holmes                                                 beschikbaar via httpwwwgutenbergorgetext834 eboek         en via httpwwwgutenbergorgetext9555 audio luisterboek                                                                          Het tweede boek is een vertaling van de avonturen V tot en met       VIII uit The Return of Sherlock Holmes                            beschikbaar via httpwwwgutenbergorgetext108 eboek           versie 1 httpwwwgutenbergorgetext221 eboek versie 2      en via httpwwwgutenbergorgetext9553 audio luisterboek                                                                          De tekst in dit bestand wordt weergegeven in de originele           verouderde spelling Er is geen poging gedaan de tekst te            moderniseren                                                                                                                             De voetnoten zijn verplaatst naar het eind van de alinea            Lage en hoge aanhalingstekens zijn weergegeven met                 Bladzijdenummering is verwijderd,0
+Produced by Alison Hadwin Suzanne Shell and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetTranscribers Note All spellings and hyphenations have been left asin the original with one exception Footnote 119 where durng waschanged to duringNEGRO MIGRATION DURING THE WAREMMETT J SCOTTFOREWORDIn the preparation of this study I have had the encouragement andsupport of Dr Robert R Moton Principal of the Tuskegee Normal andIndustrial Institute Alabama who generously placed at my disposalthe facilities of the Institutes Division of Records and Researchdirected by Mr Monroe N Work the editor of the _Negro Year Book_Mr Work has cooperated with me in the most thoroughgoing manner Ihave also had the support of the National League on Urban Conditionsand particularly of the Chicago branch of which Dr Robert E Parkis President and of which Mr T Arnold Hill is Secretary Mr Hillplaced at my disposal his first assistant Mr Charles S Johnsongraduate student of the University of Chicago to whom I am greatlyindebted I must also make acknowledgment of my indebtedness to DrCarter G Woodson Director of the Association for the Study of NegroLife and History Incorporated Washington DC for placing at mydisposal the facilities of his organizationThe work of investigation was divided up by assigning Mr Work toAlabama Georgia and Florida Mr Johnson to Mississippi and tocenters in Missouri Illinois Wisconsin and Indiana while theeastern centers were assigned to Mr T Thomas Fortune Trenton NewJersey a former editor of the _New York Age_ and a publicist andinvestigator of well known ability It is upon the reports submittedby these investigators that this study rests I can not speak toowarmly of the enthusiastic and painstaking care with which thesemen have labored to secure the essential facts with regard to themigration of the negro people from the SouthEmmett J ScottWashington DC_June 5 1919_CONTENTS  CHAPTER  I Introduction                                        3  II Causes of the Migration                           13  III Stimulation of the Movement                      26  IV The Spread of the Movement                        38  V The Call of the SelfSufficient North              49  VI The Draining of the Black Belt                    59  VII Efforts to Check the Movement                    72  VIII Effects of the Movement on the South            86  IX The Situation in St Louis                        95  X Chicago and Its Environs                          102  XI The Situation at Points in the Middle West       119  XII The Situation at Points in the East             134  XIII Remedies for Relief by National Organizations  143  XIV Public Opinion Regarding the Migration          152  Bibliography                                        175  Index                                               185NEGRO MIGRATION DURING THE WARCHAPTER IINTRODUCTIONWithin the brief period of three years following the outbreak of thegreat war in Europe more than four hundred thousand negroes suddenlymoved north In extent this movement is without parallel in Americanhistory for it swept on thousands of the blacks from remote regionsof the South depopulated entire communities drew upon the negroinhabitants of practically every city of the South and spread fromFlorida to the western limits of Texas In character it was notwithout precedent In fact it bears such a significant resemblance tothe migration to Kansas in 1879 and the one to Arkansas and Texasin 1888 and 1889 that this of 19161917 may be regarded as the samemovement with intervals of a number of yearsStrange as it might seem the migration of 1879 first attracted generalnotice when the accusation was brought that it was a political schemeto transplant thousands of negro voters from their disfranchisementin the South to States where their votes might swell the Republicanmajority Just here may be found a striking analogy to one of thecurrent charges brought against the movement nearly forty years laterThe congressional inquiry which is responsible for the discovery ofthe fundamental causes of the movement was occasioned by this chargeand succeeded in proving its baselessness1The real causes of the migration of 1879 were not far to seekThe economic cause was the agricultural depression in the lowerMississippi Valley But by far the most potent factor in effectingthe movement was the treatment received by negroes at the hands of theSouth More specifically,4
+Produced by Karl Eichwalder Jana Srna and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet Thisbook was produced from scanned images of public domainmaterial from the Google Print project   Anmerkungen zur Transkription    Schreibweise und Interpunktion des Originaltextes wurden übernommen    lediglich offensichtliche Druckfehler wurden korrigiert Eine Liste    der vorgenommenen Änderungen findet sich am Ende des Textes    Im Original gesperrt gedruckter Text wurde mit  markiert    Im Original in Antiqua gedruckter Text wurde mit _ markiert    Im Original fett gedruckter Text wurde mit  markiert                           Achtundvierzig Briefe                                  von                         Johann Gottlieb Fichte                                  und                           seinen Verwandten                             Herausgegeben                                  von                            Moritz Weinhold                Besonderer Abdruck aus den Grenzboten       Mit dem Brustbilde und der Handschrift von Fichtes Frau                                Leipzig                           FrWilh Grunow                                 1862                                 Herrn                   Prof Dr Immanuel Hermann Fichte                              in Tübingen                  dem würdigen Sohne würdiger ElternVorwortIst seit der FichteFeier auch schon mehr als ein Monat verflossenso ist doch nicht zu befürchten daß damit auch schon die Theilnahmeder Gemüther für diesen großen Mann verschwunden sei Hat doch dieAllgemeinheit Gehobenheit und Innigkeit der Gedächtnißfeste gezeigtdaß dieser Mann wie aus dem Schooße des Volkes herausgewachsen so auchihm an das Herz gewachsen ist so daß man vertrauen darf das deutscheVolk werde ihn so lange in treuem und dankbarem Andenken halten bisDas was tüchtig und ewig an ihm war wiederum auch ganz in Fleisch undBlut des Volkes hineingewachsen ist damit sein Sinn und Geist Blüthenund Früchte treibe aus dem Marke und Safte des Volkes zum Segen desVolkes Es ist die Eigenthümlichkeit wahrhaft großer Männer daß sie aufder einen Seite Söhne ihrer Zeit sind auf der andern aber ihrer Zeitvorauseilen und als Vorbilder erscheinen oft noch lange nach ihrem TodeIn dem Sinne hat auch der Cultus des Genius sein Recht wenn er dazudient das Eigenartige Neue was in einer ausgezeichneten Persönlichkeitzuerst Gestalt gewonnen hat zum Gemeingute Aller zu machenDarum glaube ich es werde eine nochmalige Hinweisung auf Fichte wennschon nach dem Feste doch nicht überhaupt zu spät kommen zumal dadieselbe nicht zu den zahlreichen Reden und Meinungsäußerungen über ihnbloß noch eine hinzufügen sondern etwas in der That Neues und echtFichtesches bringen will nämlich eine Reihe von Briefen zweiunddreißigvon Fichte selbst elf von seiner Frau drei von seinem Bruder Gottlobeinen von seinem Bruder Gotthelf und einen von seiner Mutter Dieselbenbeziehen sich als Briefe von Verwandten an einander zunächstauf Familienangelegenheiten so jedoch daß darin auch FichtesLebensschicksale und geistige Bestrebungen in mannigfache Erwähnungkommen ja daß sogar einige Ergänzungen zu dem davon bereits Bekanntengeboten werden Indeß würde mich dies noch nicht zur Veröffentlichungderselben bewogen haben wenn ich ihnen nicht noch einen anderen Werthbeilegen zu dürfen glaubte Sie scheinen mir nämlich einen keineswegsverächtlichen Beitrag zu Fichtes Charakterschilderung zu liefernindem sie manche Züge und Linien enthalten welche dem großartigenmonumentalen Bilde das wir Alle von seinem Wesen in uns tragen infeiner Nüancirung das Mienenspiel größerer Portraitähnlichkeit leihenohne ihm seine erhabene Idealität zu raubenWarum ich aber diese Reliquien nicht schon zu Fichtes Gedächtnißfeierveröffentlicht darüber bin ich die Erklärung schuldig sie liegt ganzeinfach in den Umständen Es war kaum zwei Wochen vor dem 19 Maials mir bei Gelegenheit der Erwähnung Fichtes von einer meinerSchülerinnen mitgetheilt wurde ihre Mutter die Enkelin von einemBruder Johann Gottlieb Fichtes besitze Briefe von ihm Ich erbat mirdie Mittheilung derselben  es waren zwei Briefe von JG Fichte undeiner von seiner Gattin Nr7 36 38 der vollständigen Reihe  undveröffentlichte dieselben in einem Aufsatze Zur Erinnerung,28
+Produced by D Alexander and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet This file wasproduced from images generously made available by TheInternet Archive THE RED HAND OF ULSTER BY G A BIRMINGHAM AUTHOR OF SPANISH GOLD THE MAJORS NIECE PRISCILLAS SPIES ETC HODDER  STOUGHTON NEW YORK GEORGE H DORAN COMPANYCopyright 1912By George H Doran Company UNIFORM EDITION _of the_ WORKS _of_ G A BIRMINGHAM _Each net 120_ LALAGES LOVERS SPANISH GOLD THE SEARCH PARTY THE SIMPKINS PLOT THE MAJORS NIECE PRISCILLAS SPIES THE RED HAND   OF ULSTER GEORGE H DORAN COMPANY NEW YORKPREFATORY NOTEIn a book of this kind some of the characters are necessarily placedin the positions occupied by living men but no character is in anyway copied from life and no character must be taken as representingany real person Nor must the opinions of Lord Kilmore of Errigal theimaginary narrator of the tale be regarded as those of the AuthorG A BINTRODUCTORY NOTEBYLORD KILMORE OF ERRIGALThe events recorded in this chapter and the next did not fall under myown observation I derived my knowledge of them from various sourceschiefly from conversations with Bob Power who had as will appearfirsthand knowledge In the third chapter I begin my own personalnarrative of the events which led up to the final struggle of Ulsteragainst Home Rule and of the struggle itself Accidents of one kind oranother the accidents of the situation of Kilmore Castle theaccident of Bob Powers connection with my daughter Marion theaccidents of my social position and personal tastes have placed me ina position to give a very full account of what actually happened Thefirst two chapters of this book will therefore be written in theimpersonal manner of the ordinary history I myself occupying theposition of unseen spectator The rest of the book is largely foundedupon the diary which I actually keptTHE RED HAND OF ULSTERCHAPTER IIt was in 1908 that Joseph Peterson Conroy burst upon London in thefull magnificence of his astounding wealth English society was andhad been for many years accustomed to the irruption of millionairesAmerican or South African Our aristocracy has learnt to pay thesepotentates the respect which is their due Wellborn men and womentrot along Park Lane in obedience to the hooting calls of motor hornsNo one considers himself degraded by grovelling before a plutocratIt has been for some time difficult to startle London by a display ofmere wealth Men respect more than ever fortunes which are reckoned inmillions though they have become too common to amaze But JosephPeterson Conroy when he came excited a great deal of interest Inthe first place his income was enormous larger it was said than theincome of any other living man In the next place he spent it verysplendidly There were no entertainments given in London during theyears 1909 1910 and 1911 equal in extravagance to those whichConroy gave He outdid the freak dinners of New York He inventedfreak dinners of his own His horsesanimals which he bought atenormous priceswon the great races His yachts flew the whiteensign of the Royal Yacht Squadron His gifts to fashionable charitieswere princely English society fell at his feet and worshipped himThe most exclusive clubs were honoured by his desire of membershipWomen whose fathers and husbands bore famous names were proud to boastof his friendshipIt cannot be said that Conroy abused either his position or hisopportunities He had won his great wealth honestlythat is to saywithout robbing any one except other robbers and only robbing them inways permitted by American law He used what he had won honourablyenough He neither bought the favours of the women who thronged hisentertainments nor degraded more than was necessary the men whosought benefits from him For a time for nearly four years hethoroughly enjoyed himself exulting with boyish delight in his ownsplendour Then he began to get restless The things he did thepeople he knew ceased to interest him It was early in 1911 thatthe crisis came and before the season of that year was over Conroyhad disappeared from London His name still appeared occasionallyin the columns which the newspapers devote to fashionable intelligenceBut the house in Park Lanethe scene of many magnificententertainmentswas sold The dinner parties balls and card partiesceased and Conroy entered upon what must have been the most excitingperiod of his lifeBob Powerno one ever called him Robertbelonged to an old andrespected Irish family being a younger son of General Power ofKilfenora He was educated at Harrow and afterwards at TrinityCollege He was called to the Irish bar and might have achieved intime the comfortable mediocrity of a County Court judgeship if he hadnot become Conroys private secretary The post was secured for him byan uncle who had known Conroy in New York in the days before he becamea millionaire while it was still possible for an ordinary man to dohim a favour Bob accepted the post because everybody said he would bea fool to refuse it He did not much like writing letters The makingout of schemes for the arrangements of Conroys guests at the moreformal dinner parties worried him The general supervision of theupper servants was no delight to him But he did all these thingsfairly well and his unfailing good spirits carried him safely throughperiods of very tiresome duty He became in spite of the twentyfiveyears difference of age between him and his patron the intimatefriend of Joseph Peterson ConroyIt was to Bob that Conroy confided the fact that he was tired of thelife of a leader of English society The two men were sitting togetherin the smoking room at one oclock in the morning after one ofConroys most magnificent entertainmentsIm damned well sick of all this said Conroy suddenlySo am I said BobBob Power was a man of adventurous disposition He had a reputation inConnacht as a singularly bold rider to hounds The story of hissinglehanded cruise round Ireland in a ten tonner will be told amongyachtsmen until his son does something more extravagantly idioticThe London season always bored him The atmosphere of Conroys housein Park Lane stifled,0
+Produced by Chuck Greif and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet This book wasproduced from scanned images of public domain materialfrom the Google Print projectAside from obvious typographical errors the spelling of the originalbook has been preserved The spelling and accentuation of Spanish andFrench words have not been modernized or correctednote of transcriberTHE PEARL OF THEANTILLESOR_AN ARTIST IN CUBA_BYWALTER GOODMANHENRY S KING  CO 65 CORNHILL  12 PATERNOSTER ROW LONDON 1873_All rights reserved_TOMY TRAVELLINGCOMPANION AND BROTHERARTISTSEÑOR DON JOAQUIN CUADRASOF CUBA_THIS VOLUME IS INSCRIBED_IN REMEMBRANCE OF OUR LONG AND UNINTERRUPTED FRIENDSHIPAT HOME AND ABROADPREFACECuba having lately become a prominent object of attention both toEurope and America I venture to think that any trustworthy informationthat can be given respecting it may prove acceptable to the reader Iapproach my task with no great pretensions but yet with an experienceacquired by many years residence in the Island and an intimateintercourse with its inhabitants I arrived there in 1864 when Cuba wasenjoying uninterrupted peace and prosperity and my departure took placein the first year of her adversity Having thus viewed society in theIsland under the most opposite conditions I have had various and ampleopportunities of studying its institutions its races and itsgovernment and in availing myself of these opportunities I haveendeavoured as far as possible to avoid those matters which are alikecommon to life in Spain and in CubaAs I write Cuba is passing through a great crisis in her history Forthis reason my experiences may prove more interesting than they mightotherwise have done nor do I think that they will be found lessattractive because it has been my choice to deal with the subjectbefore me from the point of view rather of an artist than of a travelleror a statisticianPerhaps I may be allowed to add that the matter contained in thesepages will be almost entirely fresh to the reader for although I haveincluded a few papers which I have from time to time contributed to _Allthe Year Round_ _Cassells Magazine_ and _London Society_ I havetaken care to introduce them in such a manner as not to break thecontinuity with which I have endeavoured to connect the various parts ofmy subjectIn explanation of the title chosen for this volume I may remark thatthe Pearl of the Antilles is one of the prettiest in that long seriesof eulogistic and endearing titles conferred by poets and others on theIsland of Cuba which includes the Queen of the Antilles the Jewelin the Spanish Crown the Promised Land the Summer Isle of Edenthe Garden of the West and the Loyal and Everfaithful IsleWALTER GOODMAN22 LANCASTER ROADWESTBOURNE PARKLONDON 1873CONTENTSCHAPTER IA CUBAN WELCOMEPAGEOur Reception at Santiago de CubaSpanish LawA CommemorativeFeastCuban CourtesyCoffee House PolitenessCHAPTER IIDAILY LIFE IN CUBAA Cuban HomeMy BedRoomA Creole BreakfastDon Benignoand his FamilyA Cuban MatronChurchgoing in connection withShoppingAn Evening TertuliaA Tropical MoonCHAPTER IIIARTPATRONAGE IN CUBAOur StudioOur CriticsOur PatronsStillLifeCHAPTER IVA CUBAN VELORIOMore StillLifeA NightWakeMournersDoña DoloresA FuneralProcessionA BurialCHAPTER VCUBAN MODELSTropical BirdsThe CocosLa GrullaVulturesStreet CriersWaterCarriersCHAPTER VICUBAN BEGGARSCarrapatam BungaThe Havana LotteryA Lady BeggarA BeggarsOperaPopular CharactersCharityA Public RaffleThe King ofthe UniverseCHAPTER VIITHE BLACK ART IN CUBAA Model MulattoA Bewitched WatchmanCuban SorceryAn EnchantedPainterCHAPTER VIIIA TASTE OF CUBAN PRISONLIFETwo Views of the Morro CastleThe CommandantThe Town JailCubanPolicemenPrisonersA Captive IndianPrison FareACourt of JusticeA TrialA VerdictCHAPTER IXA WEST INDIAN EPIDEMICA Cuban Physician and his PatientA NightmareA MysteryACureBy the Sad Sea WavesA Cuban WateringplaceLobsterhuntingAnotherView of the Morro CastleWhat Dios sabemeansCHAPTER XGENERAL TACONS JUDGMENTPleasant CompanyThe Cigar Girl of HavanaA Tobacconist Shop inCubaA Romance of Real LifeSpanish Justice abroadCHAPTER XIVERY HIGH ART IN CUBAOn the CeilingPintarmonosA Chemists Shop à la PolychromeSculptureunder DifficultiesNothing like LeatherA Triumph inTriumphal ArchesCuban CarpentersThe CaptainGeneral ofHavanaCHAPTER XIIA CORRESPONDENT IN THE WEST INDIESAmerican Newsagents and their WorkLocal InformationTheGlorious Campaign of Santo DomingoEl Cañon de MontecristoWounded SoldiersStillLife againA Visit from the Spanish FleetEscapefrom JailCHAPTER XIIICUBAN MUSICA Soirée at Don LaureanosAn eminent Violinist and ComposerCubanPianos_Real_ Negro MinstrelsCarnival SongsColouredImprovisatoresCHAPTER XIVMASQUERADING IN CUBADesertedLos MamarrachosA FrenchCreole BallStreet MasquersNegroAmateursMasks and DominoesThe Plaza de ArmasVictimsof the CarnivalA Cuban Café in Holiday TimeComparsasWhiteand Black BallsA MoralCHAPTER XVAN EVENING AT THE RETRETAA Musical PromenadeMy Friend TunicúCuban BeautiesDarkDivinitiesA Cuban CaféA Popular PolloSettling the BillCHAPTER XVIAT A CUBAN BALLThe Philharmonic and its MembersA Street AudienceThe GuestsEngagingPartnersLa CarabinaLa Danza CriollaDanceMusicRefreshmentsA Pretty PartnerA Night with CubanGamblersSpanish CardsAn Old HandTembloresCHAPTER XVIICUBAN THEATRICALSThe StageDoor KeeperA RehearsalThe Spanish CensorA CubanAudienceDramatic PerformancesBetween ActsBehind theScenesA Dénouement in Real LifeCHAPTER XVIIIMY DÉBUT ON A CUBAN STAGEAn EngagementA Foreign StarA Benefit NightA Local PlayFirstAppearanceA serious HitchReengagementCHAPTER XIXCOFFEE GROUNDS OF CUBAGoing out of TownOn the RoadA wayside InnA Cane FieldWestIndian Fruit TreesThe ArrivalA Dinner in the CountryTheEvening BlessingTropical ReptilesA Farm YardSlaveFloggingCoffeeTropical SceneryA SiestaCHAPTER XXCOUNTRYLIFE AT A SUGAR ESTATEAn Artists TentEarly SportAn IngenioSugar and RumAfternoonSportA Ride through the CountryNegro DancingAnEvening in the CountryLa LoteriaCHAPTER XXILOVEMAKING IN THE TROPICSMy InamorataClandestine CourtshipA Love SceneIl Baccio inCubaThe Course of True LoveA Stern ParentCHAPTER XXIIA CUBAN CONVENTWithout the WallsEl TornoA Convent LetterAccomplicesAPowder PlotWith the NunsDon Francisco the DentistCHAPTER XXIIIA CRUISE IN THE WEST INDIESCuban TelegraphyThe New York TriggerNews from Porto RicoADay in Porto RicoDon FelipeA Mail AgentCoastingAguadillaMayagüezSantoDomingoSightseeingTelegraphic NewsCHAPTER XXIVA STATE OF SIEGE IN CUBAA Cuban Newspaper OfficeLocal IntelligenceThe Cuban RevolutionSpanishVolunteersA RecruitWith BimbaLos InsurrectosAta FireCuban FiremenCHAPTER XXVCUBAN WARFARESpanish SoldiersA SallyPrisoners of WarLos VoluntariosATriumphant ReturnDangerCuban EmigrantsCHAPTER XXVIHAVANA CIGARETTESPAGECigarsThe Etiquette of SmokingA Cigarette ManufactoryTheCourteous ProprietorThe Visitors BookCigarette RollingCHAPTER XXVIIA MULATTO GIRLAn Obscure BirthBondageA Bad MasterA Good GodfatherACuban ChristeningAnomaly of SlaveryA White LoverRivalsAnImportant EventCHAPTER XXVIIIA MULATTO GIRL _continued_The Slave TradeErmiña and her LoverPanicsLos Insurrectosv Los VoluntariosA Wounded PatriotSpanish Law and CubanLawThe MambisA PromiseAn AlarmAlls Well thatends WellCHAPTER XXIXA CUBAN WEDDINGOpen EngagementsA Marriage CeremonyA Wedding BreakfastTheNewly Married CoupleCHAPTER XXXCUBANS IN NEW YORKThe Morro Castle againSummer and WinterCuban RefugeesFilibustersLosLaborantes of New York and their WorkAmericanSympathisersTHEPEARL OF THE ANTILLESCHAPTER IA CUBAN WELCOME     Our Reception at Santiago de CubaSpanish LawA Commemorative     FeastCuban CourtesyCoffeeHouse PolitenessMy companion and brotherartist Nicasio Rodriguez y Boldú is a nativeof Cuba and as he has signified his intention to visit his birthplacein the West Indies we bid addio to fair Florence where for threeyears we have dwelt together and followed our profession and embarkingin a French steamer at St Nazaire we set sail for the Pearl of theAntillesOur,72
+Produced by Roger Frank and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetIllustration Put up your hands a little higher Mr ManRIM O THE WORLDBYB M BOWERAUTHOR OFCHIP OF THE FLYING U THE THUNDER BIRD SKYRIDER ETCFRONTISPIECE BYANTON OTTO FISCHERGROSSET  DUNLAPPUBLISHERS NEW YORKMade in the United States of AmericaCopyright 1919By Little Brown and CompanyAll rights reservedCONTENTS      I THE RIM AND WHAT LAY BENEATH IT                              1     II THE LORRIGAN TREE GROWS THRIFTILY                           16    III MARY HOPE DOUGLAS APPEARS                                   30     IV A MATTER OF BRANDS                                          44      V THEY RIDE AND THEY DO NOT TELL WHERE                        57     VI BELLE MEETS AN EMERGENCY IN HER OWN WAY                     67    VII THE NAME                                                    82   VIII THE GAME                                                    90     IX A LITTLE SCOTCH                                            102      X THE LORRIGAN WAY                                           118     XI LANCE RIDES AHEAD                                          133    XII SHE WILL AND SHE WONT                                    145   XIII A WAY HE HAD WITH HIM                                      156    XIV IN WHICH LANCE FINISHES ONE JOB                            172     XV HE TACKLES ANOTHER                                         180    XVI ABOUT A PIANO                                              192   XVII THE LORRIGAN VIEWPOINT                                     204  XVIII PEDDLED RUMORS                                             219    XIX MARY HOPE HAS MUCH TROUBLE                                 232     XX AS HE LIVED SO HE DIED                                    250    XXI LANCE TRAILS A MYSTERY,1
+Produced by Roger Frank and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetTHE COYOTETHE COYOTEA Western StoryBy JAMES ROBERTSCHELSEA HOUSE79 SEVENTH AVENUENEW YORK CITYThe CoyoteCopyright 1925 by CHELSEA HOUSEPrinted in the United States of AmericaAll rights reserved including that of translation into foreignlanguages including the ScandinavianCONTENTS  CHAPTER                                                         PAGE       I Rewards Offered                                           11      II A Boy and a Girl                                          17     III The Law                                                   24      IV I Knew He Lied                                         32       V A Capture                                                 38      VI The Real LowDown                                         45     VII Where to Hide                                             52    VIII Two Queer Moves                                           57      IX Leave It to Me                                            65       X Caught in the Cellar                                      71      XI Freedom Behind Bars                                       77     XII Against His Ethics                                        87    XIII A Man and His Horse                                       93     XIV The Witness                                               98      XV The Welcome                                              106     XVI The Dixies Boss                                         114    XVII A Commission                                             121   XVIII In the Night,10
+Produced by Bryan Ness Stephanie Eason and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet Thisfile was produced from images generously made availableby The Internet ArchiveAmerican Libraries  COLLEGE TEACHING  STUDIES IN  METHODS OF TEACHING IN  THE COLLEGE  Edited by  PAUL KLAPPER PhD  Associate Professor of Education  The College of the City of New York  with an  Introduction by  NICHOLAS MURRAY BUTLER LLD  President of Columbia University  YonkersonHudson New York  WORLD BOOK COMPANY  1920  WORLD BOOK COMPANY  THE HOUSE OF APPLIED KNOWLEDGE  Established 1905 by Caspar W Hodgson  YONKERSONHUDSON NEW YORK  2126 PRAIRIE AVENUE CHICAGOA treasure of wisdom is stored in the colleges of the land Theteachers are the custodians of knowledge that makes life free andprogressive This book aims to make the college teacher effective inhanding down this heritage of knowledge rich and vital that willdevelop in youth the power of right thinking and the courage of rightliving Thus _College Teaching_ carries out the ideal of service asexpressed in the motto of the World Book Company Books that Applythe Worlds Knowledge to the Worlds Needs  Copyright 1920 by World Book Company  Copyright in Great Britain  _All rights reserved_PREFACEThe student of general problems of education or of elementaryeducation finds an extensive literature of varying worth In the lastdecade our secondary schools have undergone radical reorganization andhave assumed new functions A rich literature on every phase of thehigh school is rapidly developing to keep pace with the needs and theprogress of secondary education The literature on college educationin general and college pedagogy in particular is surprisinglyundeveloped This dearth is not caused by the absence of problem forindeed there is room for much improvement in the organization theadministration and the pedagogy of the college Investigators ofthese problems have been considerably discouraged by the facts theyhave gathered This volume is conceived in the hope of stimulating aninterest in the quality of college teaching and initiating ascientific study of college pedagogy The field is almost virgin andthe need for constructive programs is acute We therefore ask for oureffort the indulgence that is usually accorded a pioneerIn this age of specialization of study it is evident that no collegeteacher however wide his experience and extensive his education canspeak with authority on the teaching of all the subjects in thecollege curriculum or even of all the major ones For this reasonthis volume is the product of a coöperating authorship The editordevotes himself to the study of general methods of teaching that applyto almost all subjects and to most teaching situations In additionhe coördinates the work of the other contributors He realizes thatthere exists among college professors an active hostility to the studyof pedagogy The professors feel that one who knows his subject canteach it The contributors have been purposely selected in order todispel this hostility They are one and all men of undisputedscholarship who have realized the need of a mode of presentation thatwill make their knowledge aliveBooks of multiple authorship often possess too wide a diversity ofviewpoints The reader comes away with no underlying thought and nocontrolling principles To overcome this defect so common in books ofthis type a tentative outline was formulated setting forth adesirable mode of treating in the confines of one chapter theteaching of any subject in the college curriculum This outline wassubmitted to all contributors for critical analysis and constructivecriticism The original plan was later modified in accordance with thesuggestions of the contributors This final outline which followswas then sent to the contributors with the full understanding thateach writer was free to make such modifications as his specialtydemanded and his judgment dictated This outline is followed in mostof the chapters and gives the book that unifying element necessary inany book and vital in a work of so large a coöperating authorshipThe editor begs to acknowledge his indebtedness to the manycontributors who have given generously of their time and their laborwith no hope of compensation beyond the ultimate appreciation of thosecollege teachers who are eager to learn from the experience of othersso that they may the better serve their students  TENTATIVE OUTLINE FOR THE TEACHING OF  IN THE COLLEGE  I Aim of Subject _X_ in the College Curriculum     Is it taught for disciplinary values What are they     Is it taught for cultural reasons     Is it taught to give necessary information     Is it taught to prepare for professional studies     Is the aim single or eclectic Do the aims vary for different     groups of students Does this apply to all the courses in your     specialty How does the aim govern the methods of teaching  II Place of the Subject in the College Curriculum     In what year or years should it be taught     What part of the college coursein terms of time or     creditsshould be allotted to it     What is the practice in other colleges     What course or courses in this subject should be part of the     general curriculum or be prescribed for students in art in     science in modern languages or in the preprofessional or     professional groups  III Organization of the Subject in the College Course     Desired sequence of courses in this subject     What is the basis of this sequence Gradation of successive     difficulties or logical sequence of facts     Should these courses be elective or prescribed All prescribed     For all groups of students     In what years should the elective work be offered  IV Discussion of Methods of Teaching this Subject,52
+Produced by Bryan Ness Stephanie Eason and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet  This Treatise on the Diseases of Women  Is Dedicated to the Women of the World  Yours for Health    Lydia E PinkhamThis entire book copyrighted in 1901 and 1904 by the Lydia E PinkhamMedicine Co of Lynn Mass U S A All rights reserved and will beprotected by lawList of Lydia E Pinkhams RemediesIllustration of Products  LYDIA E PINKHAMS VEGETABLE COMPOUND     Put up in three forms Liquid Lozenge and Pills    Price 100  LYDIA E PINKHAMS LIVER PILLS per Box                         25  LYDIA E PINKHAMS BLOOD PURIFIER                              100  LYDIA E PINKHAMS SANATIVE WASH per Packet                    25ALL THE ABOVE EXCEPTING THE LIQUIDS CAN BE SENT BY MAIL ON RECEIPT OFPRICE ALL DRUGGISTS SELL MRS PINKHAMS REMEDIESCHAPTER IA WOMAN BEST UNDERSTANDS A WOMANExperience a Perfect TeacherDo you know what it is to suffer painHave you had your body racked and torn with intense suffering Have youever experienced that indescribable agony which comes from overworkednervesHave you ever felt the sharp stinging pain the dull heavy pain thethrobbing jumping pain the cramping tearing pain the sickeningnauseating pain Then you know all about them Nobody can tell youanything more Experience is a perfect teacherBookLearning Alone Not SufficientSuppose you had never experiencedpain but had just read about it in a book do you think you would haveany kind of an idea of what genuine suffering was Most certainly notBook knowledge is valuable It teaches the location of countries theuse of figures and the history of nations but there are some thingsbooks cannot do and the greatest of these is they cannot describephysical and mental suffering These are things that must beexperiencedPersonal Experience NecessaryAfter you have once suffered how readyyou are to sympathize with those who are going through the same severetrials If a member of your own home or a friend is passing through thetrying ordeal of motherhood and you have suffered the same how you canadvise suggest comfort guide If you have had a personal experienceof intense agony once every month do you not think you are in a farbetter position to talk with one who is suffering in the same way thanyou would be if you had never gone through all thisYou Best Understand YourselfBut let us go a little farther in thisstudy When you listen to an eminent orator you have but little ideawhether he is nervous or not but little idea whether he is undergoing asevere strain or not for you have never been in his place cannotunderstand just that conditionMen become greatly interested in political matters perhaps it oftenseems to you that they become too much disturbed and yet how can youjudge for you have never been in their place And so we might go ongiving illustration after illustration as additional proof to this onegreat factIT TAKES A WOMAN TO UNDERSTAND A WOMANMan Cannot Know Womans SufferingWhat does a man know about thethousand and one aches and pains peculiar to a woman He may have seenmanifestations of suffering he may have read something about thesethings in books but that is all Even though he might be exceedinglylearned in the medical profession yet what more can he know aside fromthat which the books teach Did a man ever have a backache like thedragging pulling tearing ache of a woman No It is impossibleEven Medical Men Cannot Understand These ThingsTo a man all painmust be of his kind it must be a manpain not a womanpain Take forinstance the long list of diseases and discomforts which come directlyfrom some derangement of the female generative organs as for instancethe bearingdown pains excessive flowing uterine cramps andleucorrhoea Do you think it possible for a man to understand thesethings Granting that he may be the most learned man in the medicalprofession how can he know anything about them only in a general wayYou know we know everybody knows that he cannotA WOMAN CAN BEST PRESCRIBE FOR A WOMANRelief First Offered in 1873Away back in 73 these thoughts came toLydia E Pinkham She saw the most intense suffering about her on everyhand and yet no one seemed able to give relief Her thorough educationenabled her to understand that nearly all the suffering of womankind wasdue to diseases and affections peculiar to her sexThe whole question resolved itself into just this If a remedy could bemade that would relieve all inflammations and congestions of theovaries Fallopian tubes uterus and other female organs the days ofsuffering for women would be largely overFirst Made on a Kitchen StoveCould this be done Mrs Pinkhambelieved with all her heart that it was possible So on a kitchen stoveshe began the great work which has made her name a household wordwherever civilization exists Without money but with a hopeful heartshe made up little batches of this remedy to give to neighbors andfriends whom she felt could be relieved by itThe story soon spread from house to house from village to village fromcity to city Now it looked as if a business might be established upon apermanent basis a basis resting upon the wonderful curative propertiesof the medicine itselfWe Can Trust HerBy judicious advertising the merits of thisremarkable remedy were set forth and before she was hardly aware of itshe found herself at the head of one of the largest enterprises everestablished in this countryThat face so full of character and sympathy soon after it was firstpublished years ago began to attract marked attention wherever it wasseen Women said Here is one to whom we,4
+Produced by ronnie sahlberg Project Runeberg for providingthe scans and the Online Distributed Proofreading Team athttpwwwpgdpnet_OTTO WITT_JORDENS INRE_Af__OTTO WITT__har förut utkommit__DE SISTA__MÄNNISKORNA__Framtidsroman__Pris 2 Kronor__SKAPELSEN__Urtidsroman__Pris 2 Kronor__DET MYSTISKA LJUSET__Roman__Pris 1 Krona__GULDGRUFVAN__Detektivroman__Pris 25 öre__I ALLA BOKLÅDOR_JORDENS INREROMANAFOTTO WITTGÖTEBORG 1912ÅHLENS  ÅKERLUNDS FÖRLAGPappersleverantörGRANSHOLMS PAPPERSBRUK GEMLAELANDERS BOKTRYCKERI ABGÖTEBORG 1912KAP IGenietHör hörBriljantBravoSådana utrop genljödo genom den till trängsel fyllda väldiga salen ihvilken kristallkronorna kastade sitt sken öfver väggarnes speglar ochhvita marmorkolonner och glittrade i massor af ordnar och uniformerDet var ett möte i Borislowskis Hall i St Petersburg och Newastadensallra finaste adel samt rikaste matadorer hade samlats för att åhöra ettföredrag öfver ett förslag som en viss Charles Montgomery hade framkommitmedAf alla de utrop att döma hvarmed talet hälsades kunde man förstå attanförandet väckte det lifligaste intresse och beundranOrdföranden en gammal förtorkad professor slog klubban i talarestolenoch bjöd tystnad och fortsatte sedan lugnet inträdtMina herrarSom jag nu haft äran att säga er har mr Montgomery framkastat dennaoerhördt djärfva plan  ett förslag till att draga nytta af jordensinneboende värme Innan jag öfverlåter ordet till mr Montgomery själfvill jag endast säga att hans plan fotar sig i ett och allt på denorubbligt säkra vetenskapen på vårt fasta och vissa medvetande om _attjordens inre är glödande_Mina herrarJag föreslår ett lefve för den härliga vetenskapenSalen skakades af hurrarop och mr Montgomery besteg talarestolenTalaren var en man i omkring 45års åldern och hade något af amerikanareni sitt sätt och utseende Han var hög och smärt och mycket mörklagdhade en krokig gamnäsa och mörka lifliga ögon i hvilka dock enuppmärksam betraktare kunde se något visst opålitligt då och då glimtatillHan hade vändt sig med sitt förslag till ett par högre ämbetsmän tillhvilka han hade rekommenderats och dessa hade så högeligen intresseratsaf planen att de arrangerat detta möteMr Montgomery bockade sig för församlingen och taladeMina herrarSom bekant har jorden en gång i tidernas tider utslungats som en glödandekropp från solen I den kalla världsrymden har den så afkylts och nu idag är det blott den inre kärnan som ännu glöder Detta är ju en sakhvari vetenskapen i våra dagar är alldeles enig uti Vulkaner och varmakällor gifva tusentals af bevis för riktigheten af detta antagande jaså öfverväldigande bevis att man kan ersätta ordet antagande med_faktum_ Och när till detta kommer tilltagandet af värmen mot djupet ivåra schakter och grufvor så bestyrker detta blott än ytterligaresakenHär gjorde han en paus och rättade litet på sin långa svartasidenhalsdukFörsamlingen såg intresserad ut och den förtorkade professorn ordföranden nickade öfvertygande som ville han sägaJa _detta_ veta ju alla  men vänta nu kommer detTalaren fortsatteHvad vore naturligare för den framåtsträfvande människan än att mansökte att begagna sig af denna i jorden inneboende värme föra den upptill ytan och där göra sig den nyttig Intet Och saken är mycket lättarrangerad  Det blef sorl i salenHör ropades det hörTsss skreko andra rösterOch den förtorkade slog åter klubban i bordet med ettSilentium mina herrarDen geniale föredragaren drog ånyo i halsduken hostade ett par gångeroch återtog föredragets röda trådMan anlägger sade han endast ett mycket stort schakt rätt ned genomjordens skorpa Värmen kommer att öka med 1 för hvarje 33dje meter somschaktet tränger nedåt På tillräckligt stort djup få vi ånga längre nedblir värmen ännu större och på riktigt stort djup hafva vi nått denhetglödande massan Den skola vi tämja som Franklin tämjde blixten somWatt gjorde ångan till slaf och som Marconi fick luftens genier att lydahans minsta vink Och _då_ hafva vi nått målet Öfver detta schakt skallbyggas en jättestad hvarest allt är gratis Värme ljus och allt somföljer af dessa fördelar Rundt schaktet skola uppväxa skorstenspiporliksom sparris ur en säng skyhöga jättepalatser blomstrande parkergator trafikleder  och mäktig skall staden blifva Paradiset på jordenskall förverkligas Staden kommer att få en evig sommar rundt omkringjätteschaktet  det blifver ett land för sig midt inne i Ryssland ettverkligt utopia fabellandet som ej vet af någon omöjlighet  Och ofta afbruten af församlingens högljudt uttryckta enighet ochbeundran fortfor han ännu länge att berömma och framhålla jättestadenskolossala förmånerLångt nere i salen befunno sig ett par herrar i civil dräkt de samtaladeifrigt hviskande under hela föredraget och det var tydligt att den eneen grufingeniör hade åtskilligt på hjärtat som alls icke stämde öfverensmed hvarken geniets eller den förtorkades åsikter i ämnetDen gröfsta lögn hviskade han iblandHumbug iblandSancta simplicitas en annan gångMen kära vän hviskade den andre civilklädde tillbaka har duinvändningar att göra så deltag i diskussionen opponera dig förtusanÅnej låt honom hållas ännu litet svarade ingeniören Men det är juoförskämdt af mannen att anamma Camille Flammarions idé  Menar du att detta med det stora schaktet är Flammarions tankeJa och den framfördes af honom för många år sedan Den här mrMontgomery har alltså redan i detta att stjäla idéen visat sig vara enlymmel Låt oss nu höra på fortsättningenOch medan grufingeniören sakta hviskade dessa hädiska meningar till sinvän ökades massans ohöljda förtjusning öfver mannen på talarestolenmedan denne gick vidare i sitt föredragJag har här en skizz öfver mitt jätteschakt sade han och knackade igolfvet med en lång käppSalen blef strax mörk och på en hvit duk visade sig just samma skizz somförekommit i Flammarions förslag i flere franska tidningarSe här fortfor mr Montgomery och pekade på dukens tafla här äromkretsen af schaktet Det göres så stort i diameter att järnbanor kunnagå i spiral efter dess väggar Här ser ni väldiga kranar som forsla uppstenen ur djupetSalen applåderade Det var en enighet och förtjusning som var alldelesenaståendeFöredragaren bugade för auditoriet och ordföranden förklaradediskussionen öppnadDå reste sig grufingeniören begärde ordet och sadeHar mr Montgomery beräknat huru mycket is det kommer att gå åt för attarbetarne skola kunna arbeta när schaktet blir till exempel 3000 meterdjupt och således omkring 100 varmtMen ingeniören märkte snart på alla ovilliga blickar som mötte honomatt här lönade sig nog ej att framkomma med en sakkunnig kritikDen förtorkade vände sig emellertid till geniet och frågadeAnser sig mr Montgomery behöfva svara på denna frågaMr Montgomery påtog sig en storartad min och med en gest värdig enforntida riddare svarade hanVi äro hitkomna för att diskutera en stor världssak och icke för,5
+Produced by Greg Weeks Graeme Mackreth and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetTranscribers note This etext was produced from Astounding StoriesApril 1932 Extensive research did not uncover any evidence thatthe US copyright on this publication was renewedIllustrationChet Ballard answers the pinpoint of light that from thecraggy desolation of the moon stabs out mans old call for helpThe Finding of Haldgren_A Complete Novelette_By Charles Willard DiffinCHAPTER ISOSThe venerable President of the Federation Aeronautique Internationalehad been speaking He paused now to look out over the sea of faces thatfilled the great hall in serried waves He half turned that he might lethis eyes pass over the massed company on the platform with him TheStratosphere Control Boardand they had called in their representativesfrom the far corners of Earth to hear the memorable words of this agedmanIllustration _The beasts fell into the pit beyond their screams ranghorribly as they fell_From the waiting audience came no slightest sound the men and womenwere as silent as that other audience listening and watching in everyhamlet of the world wherever radio and television reached Again thefigure of the President was drawn erect the scanty white hair wasthrown back from his forehead he was speaking  And this vast development has come within the memory of one manI speaking to you here in this year of 1974 have seen it all come topass And now I am overwhelmed with the wonder of it even as I was whenthose two Americans first flew at KittyhawkI myself saw that I saw with these eyes the first crudeenginebearing kites I saw them from 1914 to 1918 tempered andperfected in the furnace of war I saw the coming of detonite and thebeginning of our airtransport of today And always I have seen bravemenmen who smiled grimly as they took those first crude controls intheir hands who laughed and waved to us as they took off in the flyingcoffins of the great war who had the courage to dare the unknowndangers of the high levels and who first threw their ships through theRepelling Area and blazed the airtrails of a new worldAnd today I who have seen all this stand before you and say ThankGod that the spirit of brave men goes on                                   It has never endedthat adventurer strainthat race of Viking men Wehave two of them here tonight The whole world is pausing this instantwherever men are on land or water or air to do honor to these twoThey do not know why they are here They have been summoned by theStratosphere Control Board which has delegated to me the honor of makingthe announcementThe tall figure was commandingly erect for an instant the fire of youthhad returned to himWalter Harkness he called Chester Bullard Stand forth that theeyes of the world may seeTwo men arose from among the members of the Board and came hesitantlyforward Strongly contrasting was the darkly handsome face of Harknessman of wealth and Pilot of the Second Class and the no less pleasingfeatures of Chet Bullard Master Pilot of the World For Bullardscurling hair was as golden as the triple star upon his chest thatproclaimed his standing to the world and all the air aboveThe speaker was facing them he turned away for a moment that he mightbow to a girl who was still seated next to the chair where WaltHarkness had beenTo Mrs Harkness he said who until one month ago was MademoiselleDelacouer of our own beloved France I shall have something further tosay She too has been summoned by the Board but for now I addressthese two                                   Again he was facing the two men and now he was speaking directly tothemPilot Harkness and Master Pilot Bullard for you the world has beenforced to create a new honor a new mark of the worlds esteem For youtwo have done what never men have done before We who have preceded youhave subdued the air but you gentlemen youthe first of all createdbeings to do sohave conquered spaceAnd to you because of your courage because of your dauntless pioneerspirit because of the unconquerable will that drove you and theinventive genius that made it possiblebecause all these have set youabove us more ordinary men since they have made you the first men tofly through spaceit is my privilege now to show you the honor in whichyou are held by the whole worldThe firm voice quavered for a moment the old hands trembled as theylifted a blazing gem from its velvet caseChester Bullard Master Pilot on behalf of the Stratosphere ControlBoard I bestow upon youStop                                   Every radiophone in the world must have echoed that sharp command everytelevision screen must have shown to a breathless audience the figurewhose blond hair was awry whose lean face was afire with protest asChet Bullard sprang forward with upraised handYoure wrongdead wrong Youre making a mistake I cant acceptthatThe master pilots voice was raised in earnest protest He seemed forthe moment unaware of the thousands of eyes that were upon himheedless of the gasp of amazement that swept sibilantly over the vastaudience like a hissing wave breaking upon the beach And then his faceflushed scarlet though his eyes still held steadily upon the startledcountenance of the man who stood transfixed while the jewel in his handtook the light of the nitron illuminators above and shot it back in aglory of rainbow huesFrom the seated group on the platform a man came forward Commander ofthe Air,41
+Produced by Al HainesCover Page 1Sympathetic MagicPaul Cameron BrownCopyright C 1985 by Paul Cameron Brown,3
+Produced by David WidgerMARK TWAIN A BIOGRAPHYTHE PERSONAL AND LITERARY LIFE OF SAMUEL LANGHORNE CLEMENSBY ALBERT BIGELOW PAINEVOLUME I Part 1 18351866TO CLARA CLEMENS GABRILOWITSCH WHO STEADILY UPHELD THE AUTHORS PURPOSETO WRITE HISTORY RATHER THAN EULOGY AS THE STORY OF HER FATHERS LIFEAN ACKNOWLEDGMENTDear William Dean Howells Joseph Hopkins Twichell Joseph T Goodmanand other old friends of Mark TwainI cannot let these volumes go to press without some grateful word to youwho have helped me during the six years and more that have gone to theirmakingFirst I want to confess how I have envied you your association withMark Twain in those days when you and he went gipsying a long timeago Next I want to express my wonder at your willingness to give meso unstintedly from your precious letters and memories when it is inthe nature of man to hoard such treasures for himself and for those whofollow him And lastly I want to tell you that I do not envy you somuch any more for in these chapters one after another through yourgrace I have gone gipsying with you all Neither do I wonder now forI have come to know that out of your love for him grew that greaterunselfishness or divine selfishness as he himself might have termedit and that nothing short of the fullest you could do for his memorywould have contented your heartsMy gratitude is measureless and it is worldwide for there is no landso distant that it does not contain some one who has eagerly contributedto the story Only I seem so poorly able to put my thanks into wordsAlbert Bigelow PainePREFATORY NOTECertain happenings as recorded in this work will be found to differmaterially from the same incidents and episodes as set down in thewritings of Mr Clemens himself Mark Twains spirit was built of thevery fabric of truth so far as moral intent was concerned but in hisearlier autobiographical writingsand most of his earlier writings wereautobiographicalhe made no real pretense to accuracy of time placeor circumstanceseeking as he said only to tell a good storywhilein later years an evervivid imagination and a capricious memory madehistory difficult even when as in his socalled Autobiography hiseffort was in the direction of factWhen I was younger I could remember anything whether it happened ornot he once said quaintly but I am getting old and soon I shallremember only the latterThe reader may be assured where discrepancies occur that the writerof this memoir has obtained his data from direct and positive sourcesletters diaries accountbooks or other immediate memoranda alsofrom the concurring testimony of eyewitnesses supported by a unityof circumstance and conditions and not from hearsay or vagrant printeditemsMARK TWAINA BIOGRAPHYI ANCESTORSOn page 492 of the old volume of Suetonius which Mark Twain read untilhis very last day there is a reference to one Flavius Clemens a manof wide repute for his want of energy and in a marginal note he haswrittenI guess this is where our line startsIt was like him to write that It spoke in his whimsical fashion theattitude of humility the ready acknowledgment of shortcoming which washis chief characteristic and made him lovablein his personality and inhis workHistorically we need not accept this identity of the Clemens ancestryThe name itself has a kindly meaning and was not an uncommon one inRome There was an early pope by that name and it appears now andagain in the annals of the Middle Ages More lately there was a GregoryClemens an English landowner who became a member of Parliament underCromwell and signed the deathwarrant of Charles I Afterward he wastried as a regicide his estates were confiscated and his head wasexposed on a pole on the top of Westminster HallTradition says that the family of Gregory Clemens did not remain inEngland but emigrated to Virginia or New Jersey and from them indirect line descended the Virginia Clemenses including John MarshallClemens the father of Mark Twain Perhaps the line could be traced andits various steps identified but after all an ancestor more or lessneed not matter when it is the story of a descendant that is to bewrittenOf Mark Twains immediate forebears however there is something to besaid His paternal grandfather whose name also was Samuel was a man ofculture and literary taste In 1797 he married a Virginia girl PamelaGoggin and of their five children John Marshall Clemens born August11 1798 was the eldestbecoming male head of the family at the age ofseven when his father was accidentally killed at a houseraising Thefamily was not a poor one but the boy grew up with a taste for workAs a youth he became a clerk in an iron manufactory at Lynchburg anddoubtless studied at night At all events he acquired an education butinjured his health in the mean time and somewhat later with his motherand the younger children removed to Adair County Kentucky where thewidow presently married a sweetheart of her girlhood one Simon Hancocka good man In due course John Clemens was sent to Columbia thecountyseat to study law When the living heirs became of age headministered his fathers estate receiving as his own share threenegro slaves also a mahogany sideboard which remains among the Clemenseffects to this dayThis was in 1821 John Clemens was now a young man of twentythreenever very robust but with a good profession plenty of resolution anda heart full of hope and dreams Sober industrious and unswervinglyupright it seemed certain that he must make his mark That he waslikely to be somewhat too optimistic even visionary was not thenregarded as a misfortuneIt was two years later that he met Jane Lampton whose mother was aCaseya MontgomeryCasey whose father was of the Lamptons Lambtonsof Durham England and who on her own account was reputed to be thehandsomest girl and the wittiest as well as the best dancer in allKentucky The Montgomeries and the Caseys of Kentucky had been Indianfighters in the Daniel Boone period and grandmother Casey who had beenJane Montgomery had worn moccasins in her girlhood and once savedher life by jumping a,13
+Produced by Daniel FromontNotes ce roman fut dabord publié dans la revue Le Noël puis dansles Veillées des Chaumières et enfin en volume en 1905 Les éditionsultérieures du roman avec de nombreuses modifications sont paruessous le titre La jeune fille emmuréeM DELLYLEtincelleABBEVILLEF PAILLART IMPRIMEUREDITEURA MA CHERE ET VENEREE GRANDTANTEMADAME DUTFOYEn témoignage de ma respectueuse affectionLETINCELLEIUn jour terne et mélancolique pénétrait dans la pièce à travers lesvitres ruisselantes de la pluie fine serrée tenace qui tombait depuislaube Dans cette sorte de pénombre disparaissaient ou sestompaient àpeine les dressoirs de bois sombre le massif buffet garni deprécieuses porcelaines les quelques tableaux paysages dus à despinceaux célèbres qui ornaient cette très vaste salle à manger Seulela partie de la grande table qui se rapprochait des deux fenêtresvoyait arriver à elle une clarté à peu près suffisanteDu moins la personne qui se trouvait là sen contentait et travaillaitavec une extrême application Sa tête demeurait penchée sur le lingequelle reprisait et lon napercevait delle que son buste mince etélégant un peu grêle et une épaisse torsade de cheveux soyeux duneremarquable finesse et dune nuance blond argenté rare et charmanteLes mains qui faisaient marcher laiguille étaient petites et bienfaites mais brunies même un peu durcies comme celles dune ménagèreLe silence dans cette rue parisienne un peu retirée était troubléseulement à de rares intervalles par le passage dune voiture et depiétons dont les pas claquaient sur le sol mouillé Dans lappartementluimême rien ne venait le rompreMais un pas énergique résonna soudain derrière une porte et cellecisouvrit avec un petit grincement Dans louverture sencadra une femmede haute stature et dapparence vigoureuse Une épaisse chevelurenoire à peine traversée de quelques fils dargent ombrageait sonfront élevé et volontaire en faisant ressortir la pâleur de ce visageaux traits accentués Dès le premier coup doeil jeté sur cettephysionomie énergique et hautaine en rencontrant ces yeux bruns trèspénétrants froids et tranchants comme une lame mais animés dunesingulière intelligence on avait lintuition de se trouver en facedune personnalité remarquablequoique peu sympathiqueIsabelleLa voix qui prononçait ce nom résonna brève et métallique dans lesilence de la grande salle La tête blonde se leva lentement et deuxgrands yeux dun bleu violet se tournèrent vers la porteIsabelle nous partirons dans deux jours pour MaisonVieilleTenezvous prêteBien grandmère dit une voix calme presque morneEt la tête blonde sabaissa de nouveauLa grande dame brune séloigna en refermant la porte dun mouvementplein de décision Mais une minute plus tard cette porte serouvrait livrant passage à une ombre mince et grise qui se glissa dansla salle et arriva près de la travailleuseQuelle folie Isabelle Estil vraiment raisonnable de repriseravec un jour pareil dit une petite voix grêle Cela na rien depressé voyonsLaiguille fut arrêtée dans son mouvement et un jeune visage se tournavers larrivante Il était impossible de rêver un teint dune plusparfaite blancheur non la froide blancheur du marbre mais celleexquisement délicate comme transparente des pétales de certainesroses Mais cette figure de jeune fille fine et charmante étaitamaigrie et empreinte dune morne tristesseJe suis très pressée au contraire tante Bernardine maintenantsurtoutAh tu fais allusion au départ pour MaisonVieille sans douteMadame Norand ta ditLa jeune fille inclina affirmativement la tête Ses mains étaientmaintenant croisées sur son ouvrage et elle regardait distraitement lesminuscules ruisseaux serpentant le long des vitres et incessammentalimentés par la pluie persistanteSon interlocutrice sassit près delle Cette petite femme maigre etlégèrement contrefaite dont le visage jauni sencadrait de bandeauxdun blond terne semblait navoir au premier abord aucuneressemblance avec la jolie créature qui lappelait sa tante Cependanten les voyant quelque temps lune près de lautre on réussissait àtrouver quelques traits identiques dans la physionomie effacée etinsignifiante de la vieille demoiselle et celle infiniment délicatemais trop grave de la jeune filleEstu contente Isabelle Tu aimes mieux Astinac que Parisnestce pasIsabelle demeura un instant sans répondre le visage tourné vers lafenêtre par laquelle le crépuscule tombant jetait une plus pénétrantemélancolie Enfin elle dit lentementOui peutêtre Jaime la campagne et puisElle sinterrompit et une sorte de lueur traversa son regard triste Et puis il y a un peu plus de liberté du soleil de lair desfleurs tandis quiciElle montrait la rue la perspective des toits sans fin des maisonsfroides et solennelles et aussi le ciel maussade latmosphère humideet grise de cette soirée de maiOui les promenades seront plus agréables làbas et moi aussi jesuis contente dy aller car je naime décidément pas Paris ditMademoiselle Bernardine dun petit ton allègre Allons laisse tonouvrage Isabelle Six heures sont sonné saistuIsabelle se leva lentement comme à regret Elle avait une tailleélevée extrêmement mince et sveltetrop mince même car elle ployaitcomme une tige frêle sous le poids dune lassitude physique ou moraleSes mouvements paisibles presque lents semblaient témoigner de cettemême fatigueElle rangea son ouvrage et gagna un long couloir au bout duquelsouvrait la cuisine Une vieille femme très corpulente allait etvenait dans cette vaste pièce gourmandant à tout instant la fillettemaigre et ébouriffée qui épluchait des légumes près dune tableSans prononcer une parole Isabelle décrocha un large tablier bleuquelle noua autour delle et dans le même silence se mit à aider lavieille cuisinière Celleci semblait accepter ses services comme unechose habituelle et de fait en voyant la dextérité de cette jeunefille dans la besogne quelle accomplissait il était permis de penserquelle avait dû bien souvent remplir cet officeMais elle navait pas abandonné son attitude lasse non plus que sesmouvements presque inconscients parfois semblaitil Un seul instantelle éleva un peu la voix pour prendre la défense de la fillette quiservait de laveuse de vaisselle et de petite aideMademoiselle cest une étourdie une effrontée sécria lacuisinière en roulant des yeux féroces Croiriezvous quelle estrestée près dune heure pour faire une petite course à côté Elle aété jouer je ne sais où ou bien baguenauder devant les magasinsMais Rose sa vie nest pas si gaie On peut lexcuser un peu cetteenfant Oui elle a le temps de connaître lennui dit Isabelle dunton bas plein damère mélancolieUne ombre semblait sêtre étendue sur son front tandis quellecontinuait ses allées et venues à travers la cuisine Elle retournabientôt dans la salle à manger où une,73
+Produced by The Online Distributed Proofreading Team athttpwwwpgdpnet                           De verliefde ezel                                  Door                             Louis Couperus                               Rotterdam              Nijgh  Van Ditmars UitgeversMaatschappij                               MCMXVIIIAAN DEN LEZERSedert wij door middel van den Wereldoorlog tot de Middeneeuwenzullen terug keeren denk maar allereerst aan de kaarsen bij welkegij heden ten dage dineert denk dan aan de helmen der soldatendenk dan ik laat aan u over waarover ge nog meer wilt denkenkeer ik persoonlijk maar in eens tot de Oudheid terug en schrijf u eenecht ouderwetschen ja antieken avonturenromanzónder psychologiezónder symboliek realistiesch noch naturalistieschonvervalschtantiek ouderwetsch Want het motief steel ik er voor uit ApuleiusGouden Ezel en die roman was geloof ik de tweede die er ooitgeschreven werd als ge ten minste Petronius Satyricon de eerstenoemen wilt Ik kan mij met dit alles best vergissen informeer dusals gij het naadje van de kous wilt zien waar gij meent onfeilbaarte zullen worden ingelichtIk hoop dat ge mijne poging u iets anders voor te zetten dannovellistiesch opgevatte moderne oorlogsberichten zult waardeeren entevens goedkeuren dat wij alle eenmaal onvermijdelijk geachte dingenals naturalisme realisme symboliek psychologie over boord gooien ensamen zwelgen zullen in de meest antieke onwaarschijnlijkheid die eenmoderne romanschrijverom maar in eens tot de Oudheid terug te keerenzonder te blijven bij de Middeneeuwen tot welke ons de Wereldoorlogbrengtkan verzinnen En wilt ge zoo niet met mij zwelgen keer u dano Waarde Lezer onmiddellijk van mij af en blijf in uw Middeneeuw vanhedentendage die werkelijk minder stemmingsvol is dan de werkelijkeMiddeneeuw was wat mij betreft ik bestijg mijn Verliefden Ezel slamijn hielen in zijn grauwe flanken en spring met hem van den barrenonbeminden rots van mijn eigen tijd in het Antieke Verleden om samente zwelgen om in niets anders te zwelgen dan in de OnwaarschijnlijksteOnwaarschijnlijkheid psychologieloos symboliekloos denk vooralniet dat mijn Verliefde Ezel een symbool is maar toch willen wijsamen hopen mijn Ezel en ik niet kunstloos niet schoonheidslooso neen vooral niet datIIndien gij o vrienden deze bladen zult lezen zult gij zeerzeker versteld staan over de vreemde avonturen die zij bevatten enniet gelooven willen wat ik hier te mijner herinnering en te uwergenoegen en ontroering beiden te boek heb gesteld Welnu ik verzekeru gaarne en zweer u bij alle goden en vooral bij de heilige Isis wierpriester ik heden ten dage geworden ben dat de zonderlinge dingendie gij vernemen zult niet anders zijn dan de loutere waarheiddie ik heb doorleefd dikwijls zonder zelve aan haar te kunnengelooven en dikwijls bepeinzende of ik niet in een voortdurendendroom zoo onwaarschijnlijke levenservaringen door maakte Tot ikmij moest bedenken dat het geheele leven zelve een droom is éenonbegrepen toeven vol huiver en aarzeling op de breede drempels vande Poorten dier goudene Werkelijkheid en ik vroom niet anders kóndan gelooven aan een door de goden bestierde aan een geschakelde ketenvan onwaarschijnlijkheden waarmede ik geleid werd tot het einddoelmijner levensdagenIk ben een koopmanszoon en heet Charmides en mijne ouders hoewel uitAthene afkomstig woonden te Epidaurus in Argolis en mijn vader had ereen bloeienden groothandel Uit Indië over KleinAzië uit Arabië enEgypte brachten zijne schepen hem velerlei kostbare koopwaar die hijwederom verzond naar Athene en Rome niet alleen maar naar allerleistreken van het Romeinsche Rijk dat in die tijden mijner jeugdbeheerscht werd door onzen genadigen Keizer Hadrianus Zeer vermogendwas mijn vader tevens een krachtig en energiek koopman gebleven en zaghet met leede oogen aan dat ik zijne eenige zoon en het bedorvenkind mijner moeder die een Romeinsche was niet naar hem aardde enweinig belang stelde in de uitgebreide zaken van het handelshuis datzijn eigen was Integendeel niets boezemde mij minder belang in danhandel dan geld maken en wat mij alleen belang inboezemde dat wasde liefde Ik was geboren voor de liefde en ik heb bemind geloof ikvan klein knaapske af misschien is mijn voedster mijn eerste liefdegeweest ook al herinner ik mij die niet meer Maar zekerlijk herinnerik mij dat zoo dra ik loopen kon zoo dra ik stamelen kon ik liefheb gehad de kleine dochtertjes van onze buurlui de slavinnen vanmijne moeder de vriendinnen zelfs mijner moeder en dat hoewel dekleine meisjes voor mij weg liepen onze slavinnen mij uit lachtenomdat ik zoo nietig nog was en mijner moeder vriendinnen hoewelzij mij op den schoot namen mij plaagden om mijn verliefden aard opzoo prillen leeftijd ik mij niet kon verdedigen te beminnen en datik door bijna ieder vrouwelijk wezen van jeugd en schoonheid werdaangetrokken op een wijze die bijna aan een tooverban deed denkenNu was ik een mooie knappe jongenik geleek op mijn vader enmoeder beidenen door tal van vluchtige verliefdheden heen had ikden leeftijd van twintig jaren bereikt toen mijn vader meer en meertoornig om mijne lichtzinnigheid mij plotseling trots mijner moedertranen beval alleen met mijn knecht Davus een handelsreis aante vangen over Corinthe heen naar de binnenlanden van Thessalië enEpirus om aldaar in de steden als zijn vertegenwoordiger op te tredenen de fijnere koopwaren van het Oosten er van de hand te doen Hetwas een zeer wreede beproeving voor mij vooral omdat mijn vader erbij voegde dat ik hem niet meer onder de oogen behoefde te komenzoo ik niet slaagde in het doel mijner reis,72
+Produced by Roger Frank Juliet Sutherland and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetTHE HOUSE IN THE WATERA BOOK OF ANIMAL STORIESTHE HOUSE IN THE WATERA BOOK OF ANIMAL STORIESBY CHARLES G D ROBERTSAuthor of The Kindred of the Wild Red Fox The Heart of the AncientWood The Forge in the Forest The Heart That Knows etcIllustrated and decorated byCHARLES LIVINGSTON BULL and FRANK VINING SMITHTHE PAGE COMPANYPUBLISHERS BOSTONCopyright 1907 by Curtis Publishing CompanyCopyright 1908 by Funk  Wagnalls CompanyCopyright 1908 by The Circle Publishing CompanyCopyright 1908 by Associated Sunday Magazines IncorporatedCopyright 1908 by L C Page  Company IncorporatedAll rights reservedFirst Impression May 1908Third Impression May 1916THE COLONIAL PRESSC H SIMONDS CO BOSTON U S ACONTENTS OF THE BOOK                                                                  PAGE  The House in the Water                                             1  The Whiteslashed Bull                                           125  When the Blueberries Are Ripe                                    152  The Glutton of the Great Snow                                    163  When the Truce of the Wild is Done                               192  The Window in the Shack                                          204  The Return of the Moose                                          225  From the Teeth of the Tide                                       235  The Fight at the Wallow                                          252  Sonny and the Kid                                                271A LIST OF THE FULLPAGE DRAWINGS IN THE BOOK                                                                  PAGE  Began to climb out upon the crest of the dam                    7  A foraging fishhawk winging above                             15  The otter moved with unusual caution                           19  Suddenly rearing his sleek snaky body half out of the      water                                                       23  Poked his head above water                                     33  Sticky lumps which they could hug under their chins           41  Twisted it across his shoulders and let it drag behind      him,74
+Produced by The Online Distributed Proofreading Team athttpwwwpgdpnet This book was produced from scannedimages of public domain material from the Google Printproject                          Al de Kinderliederen                                  Van                              J P Heije                          Met vertalingen van            A Clavareau Prof Karl Arenz en F J Millard                   Photographie van VAN KONINGSVELD                 Teekeningen van CHANTAL en ROCHUSSEN                      Staalgravuren van SLUIJTER                               Amsterdam                           P N van Kampen                                 1861                     Gedrukt bij C A Spin  ZoonAAN DE KINDERENHerinneren sommigen uwer mijn Lievertjes zich nog hoe k bijde Nieuwe Kinderliederen wenschte dat ge op mijn Verjaardag aanmij dacht k Zette toen als een Onderonsje den datum bij tWoordjevooràf Dàt doe k thans ook hieronder opdat ge t allenzoudt kunnen wetenWant zie ik geef U hier al de Versjes en Liedjes bijéén die ikvoor U gemaakt heb Behalve de Bundeltjes van vroeger ook dat vant Nut staan in dit boekje nog wel een dertig Gedichtjes waarvange de meesten in t geheel niet kendeEn hoe vindt ge dan de vriendelijkheid van de HH Clavareau Arenzen Millard om U haast zonder dat ge t merkt drie vreemde talen teleeren Ik ten minste ben er hun zeer dankbaar voor want Vader Catsreeds heeft gezeîd                    Zóóveel mannen in één man                    Als hij vreemde talen kanen dit geldt net zoo goed voor meisjes als voor jongensMooije prentjes hebben de HH Rochussen en Sluijter er bij gemaakten zoo ge verlangd hebt te weten hoe ik zelf er ten naasten bijuitzie dan moet ge den Heer Chantal den Heer Sluijter en den Heervan Koningsveld die er eerst eene photographie van maakte bedankenvoor het portret op den titel t Meisje dat vóór mij staat ismijn éénig dochtertje Sophie Een zoon heb ik niet maar opdat dejongens niet vreezen zouden dat ik dáárom minder van hen hieldheb ik er ook een kleinen knaap bij laten teekenenEn nu zoo als gezeîd isdoe uw best om t elken dag lieverflinker knapper braver zachtmoediger en blijmoediger te wordenóók zoo k hoop door t véél lezen en zingen van deze Versjes enLiedjes en ontvang als ge zóó zijt of worden wilt en zóó aan mijdenkt in gedachten een kus en een hand en een hand en een kusAmsterdam                                              Van Uw Vriend1 Maart 1861                                               Dr HeijeINHOUD1     I                                     Schoudermanteltje       96                                            Nieuwe klompjes         97                          Bladz            Winter                  98     Dageraad                 3            Broodkruimels           99     Morgenlied               4,9
+Produced by Roberta Staehlin and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet This file wasproduced from images generously made available by TheInternet ArchiveAmerican Libraries    THE OLD COUNTESS    OR    THE TWO PROPOSALS    BY    MRS ANN S STEPHENS    AUTHOR OF LORD HOPES CHOICE THE REIGNING BELLE MARRIED    IN HASTE MABELS MISTAKE DOUBLY FALSE WIVES AND    WIDOWS MARY DERWENT THE REJECTED WIFE THE SOLDIERS    ORPHANS THE OLD HOMESTEAD FASHION AND FAMINE THE    HEIRESS RUBY GRAYS STRATEGY THE CURSE OF GOLD SILENT    STRUGGLES THE WIFES SECRET PALACES AND PRISONS THE    GOLD BRICK A NOBLE WOMAN    A SEQUEL TO LORD HOPES CHOICE    PHILADELPHIA    T B PETERSON  BROTHERS    306 CHESTNUT STREET    Entered according to Act of Congress in the year 1873 by    T B PETERSON  BROTHERS    In the Office of the Librarian of Congress at Washington D CCONTENTS    Chapter                                                  PAGE         ILOVE LIGHTS IN TWO HEARTS                        23        IICLARA APPEALS TO HER STEPMOTHER                  30       IIILOVERS QUARREL                                  40        IVTHE ITALIAN TEACHER                              48         VTHE MOTHER AND DAUGHTER IN OPPOSITION            57        VISOME OLD ACQUAINTANCES GET INTO A CONJUGAL            DIFFICULTY                                        68       VIITHE OPERATIC SUPPER                              77      VIIIBEHIND THE SCENES                                86        IXTHE FIRST PERFORMANCE                            91         XTHE TWO FOSTERCHILDREN MEET                     96        XILADY CLARA QUARRELS WITH HER STEPMOTHER         101       XIITHE OLD PRISONER                                107      XIIITHE OLD COUNTESS                                116       XIVTHE OLD COUNTESS AND HER SERVANT                122        XVTHE EARLS RETURN                               133       XVITHE WIFE AND THE DAUGHTER                       143      XVIIHUSBAND AND WIFE                                152     XVIIITHE STORMY NIGHT AND SUNSHINY MORNING           159       XIXAFTER THE FAILURE                               167        XXLORD HILTON TAKES SUPPER WITH OLYMPIA           176       XXION THE WAY TO HOUGHTON CASTLE                   184,13
+Produced by Delphine Lettau and the Online DistributedProofreading Canada Team at httpwwwpgdpcanadanetChronicles of CarlingfordTHE DOCTORS FAMILYBYMRS OLIPHANTNEW EDITION_WILLIAM BLACKWOOD AND SONS_EDINBURGH AND LONDONCHRONICLES OF CARLINGFORDTHE DOCTORS FAMILYCHAPTER IYoung Dr Rider lived in the new quarter of Carlingford had he aimed ata reputation in society he could not possibly have done a more foolishthing but such was not his leading motive The young man being butyoung aimed at a practice He was not particular in the mean time as tothe streets in which his patients dwelt A new house gazing with allits windows over a brickfield was as interesting to the young surgeonas if it had been one of those exclusive houses in Grange Lane wherethe aristocracy of Carlingford lived retired within their garden wallsHis own establishment though sufficiently comfortable was of a kindutterly to shock the feelings of the refined community a corner housewith a surgery round the corner throwing the gleam of its red lamp overall that chaotic district of halfformed streets and fulldevelopedbrickfields with its nightbell prominent and young Riders name on astaring brass plate with mysterious initials after it MRCS theunhappy young man had been seduced to put after his name upon that brassplate though he was really Dr Rider a physician if not an experiencedone Friends had advised him that in such districts people were afraidof physicians associating only with dread adumbrations of a guinea avisit that miscomprehended name so with a pang the young surgeon hadput his degree in his pocket and put up with the inferior distinctionOf course Dr Marjoribanks had all the patronage of Grange Lane Thegreat people were infatuated about that snuffy old Scotchmana manbehind his day who had rusted and grown old among the soft diseasesof Carlingford where sharp practice was so seldom necessary and noopening appeared for young Rider except in the new district in the smugcorner house with the surgery and the red lamp and MRCS on a brassplate on his doorIf you can imagine that the young man bowed his spirit to this without astruggle you do the poor young fellow injustice He had been hardenough put to it at divers periods of his life Ambition had not beenpossible for him either in one shape or another Some people said he hada vulgar mind when he subsided into that house other people declaredhim a shabby fellow when he found out after the hardest nights thoughthe ever went through in his life that he durst not ask Bessie Christianto marry him You dont suppose that he did not know in his secretheart and feel tingling through every vein those words which nobodyever said to his face But he could not help it He could only make anindignant gulp of his resentment and shame which were shame andresentment at himself for wanting the courage to dare everything aswell as at other people for finding him out and go on with his workas he best could He was not a hero nor a martyr men made of thatstuff have large compensations He was an ordinary individual with nosublimity in him and no compensation to speak of for his sufferingsnoconsciousness of lofty rightdoing or of a course of action superior tothe worldPerhaps you would prefer to go upstairs and see for yourself what wasthe skeleton in Edward Riders cupboard rather than have it describedto you His drag came to the door an hour ago and he went off with Caresitting behind him and a certain angry pang aching in his heart whichperhaps Bessie Christians weddingveil seen far off in church yesterdaymight have something to do with His looks were rather black as hetwitched the reins out of his little grooms hands and went off at astartling pace which was almost the only consolation the young fellowhad Now that he is certainly gone and the coast clear we may goupstairs It is true he all but kicked the curate down for taking asimilar liberty but we who are less visible may venture while he isawayThis skeleton is not in a cupboard It is in an upstairs roomcomfortable enough but heated close unwholesomea place from whicheven when the window is open the fresh air seems shut out There is nofresh air nor current of life in this stifling place There is a firethough it is not colda sofa near the firea sickening heavy smell ofabiding tobacconot light whiffs of smoke such as accompany a manslabours but a dead pall of idle heavy vapour and in the midst of all aman stretched lazily on the sofa with his pipe laid on the table besidehim and a book in his soft boneless nerveless hands A large maninterpenetrated with smoke and idleness and a certain dreary soddendissipation heated yet unexcited reading a novel he has readhalfadozen times before He turns his bemused eyes to the door whenhis invisible visitors enter He fancies he hears some one coming butwill not take the trouble to rise and see who is thereso instead ofthat exertion he takes up his pipe knocks the ashes out of it upon hisbook fills it with coarse tobacco and stretches his long arm over theshoulder of the sofa for a light His feet are in slippers his personclothed in a greasy old coat his linen soiled and untidy That is theskeleton in young Riders houseThe servants you may be sure knew all about this unwelcome visitorThey went with bottles and jugs secretly to bring him what he wantedthey went to the circulating library for him they let him in when hehad been out in the twilight all shabby and slovenly They would not behuman if they did not talk about him They say he is very goodnaturedpoor gentlemanalways has a pleasant wordis nobodys enemy but hisown and to see how the doctor do look at him and he his own brotheras was brought up with him is dreadful to be sureAll this young Rider takes silently never saying a word about it to anyhuman creature He seems to know by intuition what all these people,67
+Produced by Charles KellerTALES FROM TWO HEMISPHERESBy Hjalmar Hjorth Boysen1877CONTENTS     THE MAN WHO LOST HIS NAME     THE STORY OF AN OUTCAST     A GOODFORNOTHING     A SCIENTIFIC VAGABOND     TRULS THE NAMELESS     ASATHORS VENGEANCETALES FROM TWO HEMISPHERESTHE MAN WHO LOST HIS NAMEON the second day of June 186 a young Norseman Halfdan Bjerkby name landed on the pier at Castle Garden He passed through thestraight and narrow gate where he was asked his name birthplace andhow much money he hadat which he grew very much frightenedAnd your destinationdemanded the grufflooking functionary at thedeskAmerica said the youth and touched his hat politelyDo you think I have time for joking roared the official with anoathThe Norseman ran his hand through his hair smiled his timidlyconciliatory smile and tried his best to look brave but his handtrembled and his heart thumped away at an alarmingly quickened tempoPut him down for Nebraska cried a stout redcheeked individualinwrapped in the mingled fumes of tobacco and whisky whose function itwas to open and shut the gateThere aint many as go to NebraskaAll right NebraskaThe gate swung open and the pressure from behind urged the timidtraveler on while an extra push from the gatekeeper sent him flying inthe direction of a board fence where he sat down and tried to realizethat he was now in the land of libertyHalfdan Bjerk was a tall slenderlimbed youth of very delicate framehe had a pair of wonderfully candid unreflecting blue eyes a smoothclear beardless face and soft wavy light hair which was pushed backfrom his forehead without parting His mouth and chin were well cut buttheir lines were perhaps rather weak for a man When in repose theensemble of his features was exceedingly pleasing and somehow remindedone of Correggios St John He had left his native land because he wasan ardent republican and was abstractly convinced that man genericallyand individually lives more happily in a republic than in a monarchyHe had anticipated with keen pleasure the large freely breathing lifehe was to lead in a land where every man was his neighbors brotherwhere no senseless traditions kept a jealous watch over obsoletesystems and shrines and no chilling prejudice blighted the spontaneousblossoming of the soulHalfdan was an only child His father a poor government official haddied during his infancy and his mother had given music lessons andkept boarders in order to gain the means to give her son what iscalled a learned education In the Latin school Halfdan had enjoyed thereputation of being a bright youth and at the age of eighteen he hadentered the university under the most promising auspices He could makevery fair verses and play all imaginable instruments with equal easewhich made him a favorite in society Moreover he possessed that veryoldfashioned accomplishment of cutting silhouettes and what was morehe could draw the most charmingly fantastic arabesques for embroiderypatterns and he even dabbled in portrait and landscape paintingWhatever he turned his hand to he did well in fact astonishinglywell for a dilettante and yet not well enough to claim the title of anartist Nor did it ever occur to him to make such a claim As one ofhis fellowstudents remarked in a fit of jealousy Once when Nature hadmade three geniuses a poet a musician and a painter she took all theremaining odds and ends and shook them together at random and the resultwas Halfdan Bjerk This agreeable melange of accomplishments howeverproved very attractive to the ladies who invited the possessor toinnumerable afternoon teaparties where they drew heavy drafts on hisunflagging patience and kept him steadily engaged with patterns anddesigns for embroidery leather flowers and other dainty knickknacksAnd in return for all his exertions they called him sweet andbeautiful and applied to him many other enthusiastic adjectivesseldom heard in connection with masculine names In the universitytalents of this order gained but slight recognition and when Halfdanhad for three years been preparing himself in vain for the examenphilosophicum he found himself slowly and imperceptibly drifting intothe ranks of the socalled studiosi perpetui who preserve a solemnsilence at the examination tables fraternize with every new generationof freshmen and at last become part of the fixed furniture of theirAlma Mater In the larger American colleges such men are mercilesslydropped or sent to a Divinity School but the European universitieswhose tempers the centuries have mellowed harbor in their spaciousGothic bosoms a tenderer heart for their unfortunate sons There theprofessors greet them at the green tables with a goodhumored smile ofrecognition they are treated with gentle forbearance and are allowedto linger on until they die or become tutors in the families of remoteclergymen where they invariably fall in love with the handsomestdaughter and thus lounge into a modest prosperityIf this had been the fate of our friend Bjerk we should have dismissedhim here with a confident vale on his lifes pilgrimage Butunfortunately Bjerk was inclined to hold the government in someway responsible for his own poor success as a student and this inconnection with an aesthetic enthusiasm for ancient Greece graduallyconvinced him that the republic was the only form of government underwhich men of his tastes and temperament were apt to flourish It waslike everything that pertained to him a cheerful genial convictionwithout the slightest tinge of bitterness The old institutions wereobsolete rotten to the core he said and needed a radical renovationHe could sit for hours of an evening in the Students Union anddiscourse over a glass of mild toddy on the benefits of universalsuffrage and trial by jury while the picturesqueness of his languagehis genial sarcasms or occasional witty allusions would call forthuproarious applause from throngs of admiring freshmen These were thesunny days in Halfdans career days long to be remembered They came toan abrupt end when old Mrs Bjerk died leaving nothing behind her buther furniture and some trifling debts The son who was not an eminentlypractical man underwent long hours of misery in trying to settle up heraffairs,0
+Produced by Carlo Traverso Christine P Travers and theOnline Distributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetThis file was produced from images generously madeavailable by the Bibliothèque nationale de FranceBnFGallica at httpgallicabnffrNote au lecteur de ce fichier digitalSeules les erreurs clairement introduites par le typographe ont étécorrigéesCe fichier est un extrait du recueil du journal Le Tour du mondeJournal des voyages et des voyageurs 2e semestre 1905Les articles ont été regroupés dans des fichiers correspondantaux différentes zones géographiques ce fichier contient les articles surles Nouvelles HébridesChaque fichier contient lindex complet du recueil dont cesarticles sont originairesLa liste des illustrations étant très longue elle a été déplacée etplacée en fin de fichier                    LE TOUR DU MONDE                         PARIS                IMPRIMERIE FERNAND SCHMIDT                  20 rue du Dragon 20                NOUVELLE SÉRIE11e ANNÉE                       2e SEMESTRE                    LE TOUR DU MONDE                         JOURNAL              DES VOYAGES ET DES VOYAGEURS                     Le Tour du Monde             a été fondé par Édouard Charton                         en 1860                         PARIS              LIBRAIRIE DE HACHETTE ET Cie             79 BOULEVARD SAINTGERMAIN 79         LONDRES 18 KING WILLIAM STREET STRAND                          1905Droits de traduction et de reproduction réservésTABLE DES MATIÈRESLÉTÉ AU KACHMIRPar _Mme F MICHEL_  I De Paris à Srînagar  Un guide pratique  De Bombay à     Lahore  Premiers préparatifs  En _tonga_ de     RawalPindi à Srînagar  Les Kachmiris et les maîtres du     Kachmir  Retour à la vie nomade                             1  II La Vallée heureuse en _dounga_  Bateliers et     batelières  De Baramoula à Srînagar  La capitale du     Kachmir  Un peu déconomie politique  En amont de     Srînagar                                                      13  III Sous la tente  Les petites vallées du SudEst      Histoires de voleurs et contes de fées  Les ruines de     Martand  De Brahmanes en Moullas                           25     IV Le pèlerinage dAmarnâth  La vallée du Lidar  Les     pèlerins de lInde  Vers les cimes  La grotte sacrée      En _dholi_  Les Goudjars pasteurs de buffles           37  V Le pèlerinage de lHaramouk  Alpinisme funèbre et     hydrothérapie religieuse  Les temples de Vangâth      Frissons dautomne  Les adieux à Srînagar                  49SOUVENIRS DE LA COTE DIVOIREPar _le docteur LAMY__Médecinmajor des troupes coloniales_  I Voyage dans la brousse  En file indienne  Motéso      La route dans un ruisseau  Denguéra  Kodioso      Villes et villages abandonnés  Où est donc Bettié      Arrivée à Dioubasso                                           61  II Dans le territoire de Mopé  Coutumes du pays  La     mort dun prince héritier  Lépreuve du poison  De     Mopé à Bettié  Bénie roi de Bettié et sa capitale      Retour à PetitAlépé,2
+Produced by Emma Dudding John Bickers and DagnyA SPIRIT IN PRISONBy Robert HichensOriginal Transcribers Note This text was prepared from a 1908 editionpublished by Harper  Brothers New York and LondonA SPIRIT IN PRISONCHAPTER ISomewhere not far off on the still sea that held the tiny islet in awarm embrace a boys voice was singing Napoli BellaVere heard the song as she sat in the sun with her face set towardsNisida and the distant peak of Ischia and instinctively she shifted herposition and turned her head looking towards the calm and untroubledwater that stretched between her and Naples For the voice that sangof the beautiful city was coming towards her from the beautiful cityhymning the siren it had left perhaps but two hours agoOn his pedestal set upon rock San Francesco seemed to be attentive tothe voice He stood beyond the sheltered pool of the sea that dividedthe islet from the mainland staring across at Vere as if he envied herhe who was rooted in Italy and deprived of her exquisite freedomHis beard hung down to his waist his cross protruded over his leftshoulder and his robe of dusty grayish brown touched his feet whichhad never wandered one step since he was made and set there to keepwatch over the fishermen who come to sleep under the lee of the islandby nightNow it was brilliant daylight The sun shone vividly over the Bay ofNaples over the great and vital city over Vesuvius the long line ofthe land towards Sorrento over Capri with its shadowy mountain andPosilippo with its treeguarded villas And in the sharp radiance of Maythe careless voice of the fisherboy sang the familiar song that Verehad always known and seldom heededToday why she did not know Vere listened to it attentively Somethingin the sound of the voice caught her attention roused within her asense of sympathyCarelessness and happiness make a swift appeal to young hearts andthis voice was careless and sounded very happy There was a deliberategruffness in it a determination to be manly which proved the vocalistto be no man Vere knew at once that a boy was singing and she feltthat she must see himShe got up went into the little garden at the edge of the cliff andlooked over the wallThere was a boat moving slowly towards her not very far away In itwere three figures all stripped for diving and wearing white cottondrawers Two were sitting on the gunwale with their knees drawn upnearly to their chins The third was standing and with a languidbut strong and regular movement was propelling the boat forward withbigbladed oars This was the singer and as the boat drew nearer Verecould see that he had the young lithe form of a boyWhile she watched leaning down from her eyrie the boat and the songstopped and the singer let go his oars and turned to the men behindhim The boat had reached a place near the rocks that was good groundfor _frutti di mare_Vere had often seen the divers in the Bay of Naples at their curioustoil Yet it never ceased to interest her She had a passion for thesea and for all things connected with it Now she leaned a little lowerover the wall with her eyes fixed on the boat and its occupantsUpon the water she saw corks floating and presently one of the menswung himself round and sat facing the sea with his back to the boatand his bare legs dipping into the water The boy had dropped downto the bottom of the craft His hands were busy arranging clothes ortackle and his lusty voice again rang out to the glory of Napolibella Napoli There was something infectious in his happygoluckylightheartedness Vere smiled as she listened but there was awistfulness in her heart At that moment a very common desire of youngand vigorous girls assailed herthe desire to be a boy not a boy bornof rich parents destined to the idle aimless life of aristocraticyoung Neapolitans but a brown badly dressed or scarcely dressed atall boy of the peopleShe was often lighthearted careless But was she ever as lightheartedand careless as that singing boy She supposed herself to be free Butwas she could she ever be at liberty as he wasThe man who had been dipping his feet in the sea rested one hand on thegunwale let his body droop forward dropped into the water paddled fora moment reached one of the floating corks turned over head downwardsdescribing a circle which showed his chocolatecolored back archedkicked up his feet and disappeared The second man lounged lazily fromthe boat into the sea and imitated him The boy sat still and wenton singing Vere felt disappointed Was not he going to dive too Shewanted him to dive If she were that boy she would go in she feltsure of it before the men It must be lovely to sink down into theunderworld of the sea to rifle from the rocks their fruit that grewthick as fruit on the trees But the boyhe was lazy good for nothingbut singing She was half ashamed of him Whimsically and laughing toherself at her own absurdity she lifted her two hands brown with thesun to her lips and cried with all her mightVa dentro pigro Va dentroAs her voice died away the boy stopped singing sprang into the seakicked up his feet and disappearedVere was conscious of a thrill that was like a thrill of triumphHe obeyed me she thoughtA pleasant feeling of power came to her From her eyrie on the rock shewas directing these strange sea doings She was ruling over the men ofthe seaThe empty boat swayed softly on the water but its three formeroccupants were all hidden by the sea It seemed as if they would nevercome up again Vere began to hold her breath as they were holdingtheirs At last a dark head rose above the surface then another Thetwo men paddled for a minute drawing the air into their lungs But theboy did not reappearAs the,0
+Produced by Pedro Saborano and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet This book wasproduced from scanned images of public domain materialfrom the Google Print projectQUATRO NOVELASComposto e impresso na Typographia França Amadorua Ferreira Borges 115CoimbraANNA DE CASTRO OSORIOQUATRO NOVELAS    A VINHA    A FEITICEIRA    DIARIO DUMA CRIANÇA    SACRIFICADACOIMBRAFRANÇA AMADOEDITOR1908IA VinhaA VINHALuis sahira para o colegio ainda criança e de lá para as escolassuperiores assim os anos tinham decorrido sem que nunca mais visitassea terra natalDez anos dez longos anos se tinham passado e só agora voltava como umforagido ou como um ladrão que enlouquecido de saudades arrisca a vidae a liberdade para revêr a terra que primeiro conheceu e é sempre para ohomem a mais querida a mais bela a melhor de todasEpobre Luisera na verdade como um foragido que voltavaescondendose para que o não vissem envergonhado dessa fraquezasentimental que já não ia nada bem com os seus galões 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estudante desses que se mostram comdesvanecido orgulho carregados de distinções e premios que esmagam oproprio dôno e irritam os companheirosé certo que o curso lhe sahiralimpo seguido como de empreitada numa indiferença risonha de quem olevava com uma perna ás costasLembravase de pensar ás vezes no facto um tanto irritante do seuafastamento sistematico da casa paterna e pôrse consigo a acusar ospais mas á mais leve referencia acudia uma carta de Eduarda que varriado seu coração voluvel e bondoso a desconfiança cruelEra sempre a mesma delicadeza inteligente procurando as palavras paranão maguar nem esclarecer fugindo graciosamente duma pergunta maisnitida dizendo pouco em longas cartas que satisfaziam plenamente a suaansiedade de momento mas muito deixavam escondido nas dobras duma almaque se não pode expandir sob pena de infelicitar os outrosEduarda apenas mais velha dois anos do que Luis fôra desde criança umapequena figura simpatica de mulher dessas mulheres adoraveis semdeixarem de ser profundamente humanas ou talvez por isso mais adoraveisainda que tudo compreendem por tudo se interessam para todos são aprovidencia o refugio e a esperançaQuando fôra resolvida a sua entrada para o colegio militar Luis ficararadiante É que essa admissão fôra o seu maior empenho a ambição delargos mêses e diasdesde que na terra aparecera a proposito dequalquer festa pública um regimento de lanceiros que o tinhaenlouquecido com o seu ar soberbamente marcial e as bandeirolasvermelho e branco a panejarem ao solNão pensava noutra coisa senão naquella sua entrada para o colegio emque todos os alunos são já pequeninos homens pequeninos militares debotões reluzentes barretina dragonas e duma compostura grave dedisciplina rígidaFazia projectos contava as peças do enxoval que a mãe lhe iaempilhando na mala lia e relia a relação das coisas que lhe mandavamlevar e prometia a si mesmo só quebrar o seu mialheiro de barro quandotivesse já a farda para ir tirar o retrato de grande uniformeMas quando chegou o dia da partida e viu á porta o carro em que deviaseguir os criados arrastando as malas o pai gritando porque nãoestavam as coisas em ordeme o comboio não esperaquando viu a mãesoluçante por vêr partir o mais novo o mais fraquinho opreferidotodos o sabiamo Luis perdeu a coragem E chorou chorouintensamente num soluçar fundo proprio dessas naturezas impulsivasfebris doentias a que os nervos emprestam uma acuidade dolorosaembora passageira nas sensaçõesE ella a irmãsita já com a orla do vestido a procurar o cano da botaa trança loira cahida pelas costas o corpo airoso e fino ainda sem oquebrado das linhas feminis não tivera lagrimas que correspondessemáquella dôr excessiva nem palavras que consolassem aquella alma desoladaSorria até para esconder uma ligeira tremura significativa no labiositoainda criancil mas o seu olhar era limpido e a face ligeiramenteenrubecida em coisa alguma trahia o esforço enorme de vontade que a suaatitude representava É que era realmente heroica aquella criança querepresava as lagrimas bem naturais no entanto para encobrir o seulegitimo desgosto ao vêr partir o irmão o seu companheiro e amigo maiscertoPorque Luis e Eduarda eram mais do que pelo sangue que tantas vezescorre desemelhante em filhos da mesma arvore irmãos pela camaradagem noestudo e nos passeios nas distrações como nos desgostos nesses tãomaguados desgostos infantis que todos desprezam e são talvez os maisviolentos e os mais desesperadores de toda a vidaMas Eduarda tinha a rara delicadeza de certas almas de excéção que emsi concentram a propria dôr e só têm para a dos outros carinho econsoloSe o Luis soubesse o que ella sofria ficando ali a vêlo partirdebruçado na portinhola da carroagem e ainda a recomendarlhe as suascoisasos animais as flôres os brinquedos abandonados Se ellesoubesse como a pequena sentia já a solidão em que ia ficar naquellapobre terra sem diversões e sem conhecimentos ella que não cultivaramais amizades infantis álêm da delleNos primeiros tempos as cartas amiudavamse elle contando tudo quantovia de novo e o trazia em contínua sobreexcitação em duas linhassugestivas sempre apressado por falta de paciencia para escrever ellanarrando detalhadamente os pequenos casos domesticos que tantointeresse despertam sempre ás crianças Eram recordações de passeios ebrinquedos a relação de todas as pessôas avistadas os amigos da casaque perguntavam sempre por elle os seus recados as suas propriaspalavrasLuis bem o conhecia eram,18
+Produced by Rita Farinha and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet This book wasproduced from scanned images of public domain materialfrom the Google Print project     Nota de editor Devido à quantidade de erros tipográficos     existentes neste texto foram tomadas várias decisões quanto à     versão final Em caso de dúvida a grafia foi mantida de acordo com     o original No final deste livro encontrará a lista de erros     corrigidos                                             Rita Farinha Set 2008OSTRIPEIROSROMANCECHRONICA DO SECULO XIVPORA C LOUSADAPORTOTYPOGRAPHIA DE J J GONÇALVES BASTOLARGO DO CORPO DA GUARDA N 1061857IA mensagem do Mestre                           Alteradas estão do reino as gentes                           Co o odío que occupado os peitos tinha                                              CAMÕES LUS CANT IVEra uma estranha romaria para quem não tivesse noticia dos alvoroços aque a morte de Fernando 1o e o casamento de Beatriz em Castella tinhamdado causa a que pelos meados de Maio de mil trezentos e oitenta equatro sahia pelas portas da cidade do Porto que davam sobre o rio emais pela chamada Porta Nova Se fosse facil conduzir o leitor a vêr doalto das torres que a defendiam aquelle gentio acreditaria que elletinha invadido algum arsenal a procurar disfarce entre o guerreiro e oburlesco Um popular cobria a cabeça com um elmo adamascado emostrando os joelhos através do grosso estofo das calças com pésdescalços pisava a areia onde o montante que arrastava deixava um sulcoum outro parecendo ter em menos conta a cabeça do que o peito abrigavaeste em uma couraça mais que farta e deixava aquella ao sol e ao ventoeste vestindo apenas umas calças se assim se podia chamar um cirzidode trapos trazia suspenso de funda um escudo de couro onde em temposestivera pintada ou divisa ou brasão pois não era já facil adivinhar oque fôra de um cinto leonado pendia de um lado um estoque do outro umpunhal e como se não bastassem estas armas offensivas empunhava umchuço enorme aquelle levava um bacinete amassado e um gorjalferrujento e tinha por cinto de grosseira jornea uma funda oprovimento da qual como se não fôra uma arma facil de encontrar a cadapasso pesava em um sacco lançado aos hombros De tempos a tempos o bompovo como lhe chamava o mestre de Aviz abria aqui logar a umcavalleiro acobertado de ferro desde os pés á cabeça seguido dos seuspagens ou escudeiros alem a outros mais exquisitamente vestidos peloantiquado das armas ou pelo incompleto Havia capacete que seCervantes o visse não o deixaria ser original descrevendo o que deu aoseu heroe no principio das perigrinações peitos de aço polidoespelhando o sol que disparatavam com umas grevas desconjuntadasenegrecidas remendo visivel feixes de armas que desdiziam umas dasoutras pelo valor casandose a facha grosseira com um estoque cujabainha acobertavam ornatos de prata montantes de Toledo e adagasgrosseiras Os cavallos iam uns cobertos de ferro outros apenas com osarreios necessarios para se poder cavalgar e não poucos doscavalleiros e aos pares até montavam em mulas Os cidadãos que assimsobrecarregavam os pobres animaes costume vulgar por esses tempos e pormuitos outros vestiam em geral a garnacha negra distinctivo dosdoutores e physicos Com este mesmo traje porém arregaçado pelaponteira da espada deixando vêr a calça de duas cores e o borzeguimponteagudo viase tres ou quatro aspirantes áquella distincta classe demedicos e letrados e com elles alguns monges que tambem se mostravamaffeitos ás armas pelo modo como seguravam o punho da espada e cobriam atonsura com o bacinete Um dos cavalleiros mais bizarros da romaria eratambem um ecclesiastico pelo menos assim o demonstrava um roquete quesobre armas soberbas vestia em vez de brialDe burlesco para a gente que guarnecia as muralhas as torres oseirados e soteas nada havia nesta procissão de marcial havia muitotudo a avaliar pelo enthusiasmo com que a saudavam e pelos vivas quese juntavam ás saudações Tinha decorrido uma boa hora desde que correrana cidade que umas galés demandavam a barra e posto que houvesse quemaffirmasse logo que eram portuguezas como dos de casa havia tanto arecear como dos extranhos todos se tinham prevenido para as receber Umpagem levara já a Ayres Gonçalves e ao bispo D João a nova de que eramexpedidas pelo mestre de Aviz porém estes senhores eram entãoauthoridades quasi nominaes e deixavam por tanto para não perderem otempo fazer a sua demonstração aos bons populares e aos cavalleiros quenão eram de suas casas creação ou serviçoIdeia de que no seculo decimo quarto era uma guerra civil acompanhadade uma invasão estrangeira nem todos os que passam os olhos por estecapitulo farão Hoje hasteamse duas ou tres bandeiras ou mais sequizerem mas o primeiro impeto passado a machina civil lá vaefunccionando peor ou melhor por conta dos governos provisoriosnaquelles tempos porém ninguem se entendia por vezes Cada fidalgolevantava o seu troço de gente e vendia e revendia a espada hoje era aoserviço de um ámanhã ao de outro os alcaides dos castellos a maiorparte dominando as povoações principaes juravam preito e perjuravamtodos os dias e as municipalidades lançavam bom ou mau grado pelamanhã um bando em favor de um monarcha e á tarde acclamavam outro Nomeio desta bella ordem havia caudilho que,1
+Produced by Suzanne L Shell Charles Franksand the Online Distributed Proofreading TeamTHE MAN WITH TWO LEFT FEET_and Other Stories_by P G WODEHOUSE1917CONTENTSBILL THE BLOODHOUNDEXTRICATING YOUNG GUSSIEWILTONS HOLIDAYTHE MIXERITHE MIXERIICROWNED HEADSAT GEISENHEIMERSTHE MAKING OF MACSONE TOUCH OF NATUREBLACK FOR LUCKTHE ROMANCE OF AN UGLY POLICEMANA SEA OF TROUBLESTHE MAN WITH TWO LEFT FEETBILL THE BLOODHOUNDTheres a divinity that shapes our ends Consider the case of HenryPifield Rice detectiveI must explain Henry early to avoid disappointment If I simply saidhe was a detective and let it go at that I should be obtaining thereaders interest under false pretences He was really only a sort ofdetective a species of sleuth At Staffords InternationalInvestigation Bureau in the Strand where he was employed they didnot require him to solve mysteries which had baffled the police He hadnever measured a footprint in his life and what he did not know aboutbloodstains would have filled a library The sort of job they gaveHenry was to stand outside a restaurant in the rain and note what timesomeone inside left it In short it is not Pifield RiceInvestigator No 1The Adventure of the Maharajahs Ruby that Isubmit to your notice but the unsensational doings of a quitecommonplace young man variously known to his comrades at the Bureau asFathead That blighter whatshisname and Here youHenry lived in a boardinghouse in Guildford Street One day a new girlcame to the boardinghouse and sat next to Henry at meals Her namewas Alice Weston She was small and quiet and rather pretty They goton splendidly Their conversation at first confined to the weather andthe movingpictures rapidly became more intimate Henry was surprisedto find that she was on the stage in the chorus Previous chorusgirlsat the boardinghouse had been of a more pronounced typegood girlsbut noisy and apt to wear beautyspots Alice Weston was differentIm rehearsing at present she said Im going out on tour nextmonth in The Girl From Brighton What do you do Mr RiceHenry paused for a moment before replying He knew how sensational hewas going to beIm a detectiveUsually when he told girls his profession squeaks of amazedadmiration greeted him Now he was chagrined to perceive in the browneyes that met his distinct disapprovalWhats the matter he said a little anxiously for even at thisearly stage in their acquaintance he was conscious of a strong desireto win her approval Dont you like detectivesI dont know Somehow I shouldnt have thought you were oneThis restored Henrys equanimity somewhat Naturally a detective doesnot want to look like a detective and give the whole thing away rightat the startI thinkyou wont be offendedGo onIve always looked on it as rather a _sneaky_ jobSneaky moaned HenryWell creeping about spying on peopleHenry was appalled She had defined his own trade to a nicety Theremight be detectives whose work was above this reproach but he was aconfirmed creeper and he knew it It wasnt his fault The boss toldhim to creep and he crept If he declined to creep he would be sacked_instanter_ It was hard and yet he felt the sting of her wordsand in his bosom the first seeds of dissatisfaction with his occupationtook rootYou might have thought that this frankness on the girls part wouldhave kept Henry from falling in love with her Certainly the dignifiedthing would have been to change his seat at table and take his mealsnext to someone who appreciated the romance of detective work a littlemore But no he remained where he was and presently Cupid who nevershoots with a surer aim than through the steam of boardinghouse hashsniped him where he satHe proposed to Alice Weston She refused himIts not because Im not fond of you I think youre the nicest man Iever met A good deal of assiduous attention had enabled Henry to winthis place in her affections He had worked patiently and well beforeactually putting his fortune to the test Id marry you tomorrow ifthings were different But Im on the stage and I mean to stick thereMost of the girls want to get off it but not me And one thing Illnever do is marry someone who isnt in the profession My sisterGenevieve did and look what happened to her She married a commercialtraveller and take it from me he travelled She never saw him for morethan five minutes in the year except when he was selling gentshosiery in the same town where she was doing her refined specialityand then hed just wave his hand and whiz by and start travellingagain My husband has got to be close by where I can see him Imsorry Henry but I know Im rightIt seemed final but Henry did not wholly despair He was a resoluteyoung man You have to be to wait outside restaurants in the rain forany length of timeHe had an inspiration He sought out a dramatic agentI want to go on the stage in musical comedyLets see you danceI cant danceSing said the agent Stop singing added the agent hastilyYou go away and have a nice cup of hot tea said the agentsoothingly and youll be as right as anything in the morningHenry went awayA few days later at the Bureau his fellowdetective Simmonds hailedhimHere you The boss wants you Buck upMr Stafford was talking into the telephone He replaced the receiver asHenry enteredOh Rice heres a woman wants her husband shadowed while hes on theroad Hes an actor Im sending you Go to this address and getphotographs and all particulars Youll have to catch the elevenoclock train on FridayYes sirHes in The Girl From Brighton company They open at BristolIt sometimes seemed to Henry as if Fate did it on purpose If thecommission had had to do with any other company it would have beenwell enough for professionally speaking it was the most importantwith which he had ever been entrusted If he had never met AliceWeston and heard her views upon detective work he would have beenpleased and flattered Things being as they were it was Henrysconsidered opinion that Fate had slipped one,32
+Produced by David Edwards Rénald Lévesque and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Canada Team athttpwwwpgdpcanadanet This file was produced fromimages generously made available by The InternetArchiveAmerican LibrariesTRANSCRIBERS NOTESPage numbers have been retained for easier references As a resultpages are not concatenated a few pages will end without punctuationand the following page will start in lower caseInconsistencies in the numbering sequence have been retainedThe illustration descriptions have been regrouped at the end of eachpage Where the description only states a color it should be understoodas an egg colorPage 1THE BIRD BOOKIllustration 003Page 2Illustration 004PASSENGER OR WILD PIGEONFemale Male YoungPage 3THE BIRD BOOKILLUSTRATING IN NATURAL COLORSMORE THAN SEVEN HUNDREDNORTH AMERICAN BIRDSALSO SEVERAL HUNDREDPHOTOGRAPHS OF THEIRNESTS AND EGGSBYCHESTER A REED B SIllustration 005 Printers MarkGARDEN CITY NEW YORKDOUBLEDAY PAGE  COMPANY1915Page 4_Copyright 1914 by_CHARLES K REED_All rights reserved including that oftranslation into foreign languagesincluding the Scandinavian_Page 5Illustration 007 BARN OWLPage 6Illustration 008 TOPOGRAPHY OF A BIRDPage 7TABLE OF CONTENTSDiving Birds Order I Pygopodes                              10  Grebes Family Colymbidæ                                    11  Loons Family Gaviidæ                                       17  Auks Murres and Puffins Family Alcidæ                     21Longwinged Swimmers Order II Longipennes                   35  Skuas and Jægers Family Stercoraridæ                       35  Gulls and Terns Family Laridæ                              38  Skimmers Family Rynchopidæ                                 58Tubenosed Swimmers Order III Tubinares                     59  Albatrosses Family Diomedeidæ                              59  Fulmars Shearwaters and Petrels Family Procellariidæ      61Totipalmate Swimmers Order IV Steganopodes                  72  Tropic Birds Family Phæthontidæ                            72  Gannets Family Sulidæ                                      74  Darters Family Anhingidæ                                   77  Cormorants Family Phalacrocoracidæ                         78  Pelicans Family Pelecanidæ                                 83  ManoWar Birds Family Fregatidæ                          86Lamellirostral Swimmers Order V Anseres                     87  Ducks Geese and Swans Family Anatidæ                      87Lamellirostral Grallatores Order VI Odontoglossæ           115  Flamingoes Family Phoenicopteridæ                         115Herons Storks Ibises etc Order VII Herodiones           115  Spoonbills Family Plataleidæ                              115  Ibises Family Ibididæ                                     117  Storks and Wood Ibises Family Ciconiidæ                   118  Herons Bitterns etc Family Ardeidæ                      119Cranes Rails etc Order VIII Paludicolæ                   127  Cranes Family,24
+Produced by David Garcia Dan Horwood and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetIllustration Lady Dundee lifted up the child for him to kissPages 2612  Graham of Claverhouse  By  IAN MACLAREN  Author of  _Beside the Bonnie Brier Bush_  _Kate Carnegie Young Barbarians_  _A Doctor of the Old School_  _Etc Etc_  Illustrated in WaterColors by FRANK T MERRILL  Copyright 1907 by John Watson  The Sale of this book in New York and Philadelphia  is confined to the stores of  JOHN WANAMAKER  NEW YORK AND LONDON  THE AUTHORS AND NEWSPAPERS ASSOCIATION  1907  COPYRIGHT 1907 BY  JOHN WATSON  _Entered at Stationers Hall_  _All rights reserved_  Composition and Electrotyping by  J J Little  Co  Printing and binding by  The Plimpton Press Norwood Mass U S ACONTENTS                           BOOK I  CHAPTER                                                 PAGE    IBy the Camp Fire                                    11   IIThe Battle of Sineffe                               31  IIIA Decisive Blow                                     53   IVA Change of Masters                                 72                           BOOK II    IA Covenanting House                                 93   IIThe Coming of the Amalekite                        114  IIIBetween Mother and Lover                           133   IVThy People Shall Be My People Thy God My God      155                          BOOK III    IOne Fearless Man                                   175   IIThe Crisis                                         194  IIIThe Last Blow                                      216   IVThou Also False                                    237                           BOOK IV    ITreason in the Camp                                263   IIVisions of the Night                               284  IIIFaithful Unto Death                                303Illustration FACSIMILE PAGE OF MANUSCRIPT FROM BESIDE THE BONNIEBRIAR BUSHGRAHAM OF CLAVERHOUSEBOOK ICHAPTER IBY THE CAMPFIREThat afternoon a strange thing had happened to the camp of the Princeof Orange which was pitched near Nivelle in Brabant for the Princewas then challenging Condé who stuck behind his trenches at Charleroiand would not come out to fight A dustycolored cloud came racingalong the sky so swiftlyyet there was no wind to be feltthat itwas above the camp almost as soon as it was seen When the fringes ofthe cloud encompassed the place there burst forth as from its belly awhirlwind and wrought sudden devastation in a fashion none had everseen before or could afterwards forget With one long and fierce gustit tore up trees by the roots unroofed the barns where the Princesheadquarters were,1
+Produced by Roger Frank and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetIllustration Listen Go with the love in your heartfor meFRONTISPIECE _See Page 329_THE EYE OF DREADBy PAYNE ERSKINEAuthor of The Mountain Girl Joyful Heatherby EtcWith Frontispiece byGEORGE GIBBSA L BURT COMPANY PUBLISHERS114120 East Twentythird StreetNew YorkPublished by Arrangement With Little Brown  CompanyCopyright 1913By Little Brown and CompanyAll rights reservedPublished October 1913Reprinted October 1913CONTENTSBOOK ONE        I BETTY                                                     1       II WATCHING THE BEES                                         9      III A MOTHERS STRUGGLE                                      23       IV LEAVETAKING                                             34        V THE PASSING OF TIME                                      49       VI THE END OF THE WAR                                       59      VII A NEW ERA BEGINS                                         69     VIII MARY BALLARDS DISCOVERY                                 87       IX THE BANKERS POINT OF VIEW                               97        X THE NUTTING PARTY                                       110       XI BETTY BALLARDS AWAKENING                               125      XII MYSTERIOUS FINDINGS                                     139     XIII CONFESSION                                              157BOOK TWO      XIV OUT OF THE DESERT                                       168       XV THE BIG MANS RETURN                                    183      XVI A PECULIAR POSITION                                     198     XVII ADOPTING A FAMILY                                       208    XVIII LARRY KILDENES STORY                                   219      XIX THE MINEAND THE DEPARTURE                             237       XX ALONE ON THE MOUNTAIN,0
+Produced by Mark C Orton and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet  A Virginia  VILLAGE  Reprinted by the Centennial Committee of the  Falls Church Village Preservation and Improvement Society  April 1985  Illustration  _Celebrating  Our  Centennial Year_  18851985  _President_  Sue Bachtel  _Vice President_  Rowland Bowers  _Treasurer_  Delores Cannon  _Recording Secretary_  June Douglas  _Corresponding Secretary_  Vivian Norfleet  _Immediate Past President_  Col Merl M Moore  _Elected Directors_  Louis  Sue Olom  Mary Bowers  Charles A Hobbie  Howard  Betty Hughes Melton  Robert  Susan Wayland  BJ  Judith Segel  Harry Cannon  Florence Murphy  Dick  Betty Allan  Jerry Blystone  Kenneth  Melena Huffman  Harold  Ida Silverstein  Raymond  Marie Stewart  Martha Vinograd  James M Boren  _Honorary Life Members_  Ruby and Mel Bolster  Leath B Bracken  Mrs Edgar D Brooke  Mrs Meres G Brown  Major General and  Mrs William Carter  Elizabeth Graham Mrs John A  Miss Helen MacGregor  Mrs Charles G Manly  Mrs Paul Schlager  Louise Shepard Mrs Ernest  Mrs Calvin W Smith  Lorraine Williams Mrs Fonda  Pat Wollenberg Mrs Roger  Falls Church  Village Preservation   Improvement SocietyDear FriendsThe Falls Church Village Preservation and Improvement Society VPIS ispleased to be able to reprint _A Virginia Village_ by Charles A Stewartas part of its Centennial observance in 1985 We are especially gratefulto the Mary Riley Styles Public Library of Falls Church for permissionto use their copy of _A Virginia Village_ for the reproduction_A Virginia Village_ provides a snapshot of Falls Church at the turn ofthe century at a time when the predecessor of VPIS the VillageImprovement Society VIS pp 1618 was in full swing Thus it is afitting backdrop to our year of special activitiesAs you will note many of the buildings and settings in the 1904 editionhave been lost or altered in the past 80 years To make the book moreuseful and enjoyable to current readers we have added a ForewordComments on the Structures Pictured a Name and Street Index and abiographical sketch and photograph of the author The new information isnot all inclusive and we invite you to crossreference your reading withthe other sources listed in the ForewordThe Society is indebted to several of its members who worked long andhard to made this edition possible In particular we would like tothank the chairman of the project Colonel Merl M Moore a former VPISPresident Mr Edmund F Becker who wrote the Foreword Mr Henry HDouglas who as usual is an indispensable resource on the history ofFalls Church and Mr Richard T Allan whose editing skills wereinvaluableWe hope this 1985 edition will become a cherished reminder of TheSocietys 100th anniversary and a valuable edition to your personallibrary Sincerely  _President_  Rowland Bowers  _Vice President_  Harold Silverstein  _Chairman Centennial Committee_IllustrationABOUT THE FALLS CHURCH VILLAGE PRESERVATION AND IMPROVEMENT SOCIETYIn 1985 its Centennial Year the Falls Church Village Preservation andImprovement Society comprises over 750 citizens and businesses dedicatedto improving the quality of life in Falls ChurchThe Society recognizes that it is the inheritor of the civic purposesand activities of the Village Improvement Society VIS of Falls Churchestablished in 1885 and which group was modeled after the famous LaurelHill Association of Stockbridge Massachusetts and that VPIS purposesobjectives and activities represent a continuum of the earlier organizedand volunteer civic organization and effort to improve and preserve thehistoric tradition residential character quality of life andappearance of Falls Church VirginiaThe values articulated by the founders in 1885 have not changed to thepresent  to preserve the historic and predominantly single  family detached residential and village character of Falls Church  to preserve its historic structures and landmarks  to promote architectural harmony and aesthetic values  to beautify the community by planting trees flowers    and shrubs and  to work with governmental bodies and community groups    to promote and fulfill these goalsArchives of the Society may be found in the Virginia Room of the MaryRiley Styles Library Falls Church VirginiaFOREWORDCharles A Stewarts _A Virginia Village_ is a charming depiction of theearly days of Falls Church It is the earliest attempt to put on paperthe story of the Falls Church area In addition to interesting storiesabout people and organizations and life generally in the small town of80 years ago the book contains photographs of 107 Falls Church housesstores and churches then standing Reading it is a trip into nostalgiafor oldtimersbut the book is more than nostalgia It pictures manyelements which we associate with the communitys lovely historiccharacter and interest and which intrigues newcomers and olderresidents alikeCharles A Stewart produced the book with the help of friends includingMM Ogden who wrote the preface and Pickering Dodge who took thephotographs Joseph H Newell printed it in a small backyard shop ownedby his father which was located on what is today North WashingtonStreet next to the Columbia Baptist ChurchNot all of the structures standing in the town of Falls Church in 1904are pictured in _A Virginia Village_ Some owners perhaps were notasked or they did not wish to pay the twodollar fee or they declinedfor other reasons A number of these absent structures were wellknownfeatures of the community including the two WOD railway stationsEast and West Falls Church now gone Mt Hope Shadow Lawn orWhitehall Tallwood Jefferson School no longer standing and the oldIOOF Hall also gone _Falls ChurchBy Fence and Fireside_published in 1964 by the Rev Melvin Steadman mentions many otherssuch as Big Chimneys which was still standing in 1904Of the 107 structures pictured 24 were located near the present Cityparticularly in what was then known as the East End or East FallsChurch This former part of the town of Falls Church was returned toAlexandria County now Arlington in 1936 A large number of homesstores and other,4
+Produced by David Edwards Emmy and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet This file wasproduced from images generously made available by TheInternet ArchiveIllustration CoverDOROTHY DAINTY AT THE MOUNTAINSPopular StoriesBY AMY BROOKSEach beautifully illustrated by the AuthorTHE RANDY BOOKS12mo Cloth Cover Designs by the Author Price 100 each          RANDYS SUMMER          RANDYS WINTER          RANDY AND HER FRIENDS          RANDY AND PRUE          RANDYS GOOD TIMES          RANDYS LUCK          RANDYS LOYALTY          RANDYS PRINCEFor Younger ReadersDOROTHY DAINTY SERIESLarge 12mo Cloth Cover Designs by the Author Set in large Englishtype Price 100 each          DOROTHY DAINTY          DOROTHYS PLAYMATES          DOROTHY DAINTY AT SCHOOL          DOROTHY DAINTY AT THE SHORE          DOROTHY DAINTY IN THE CITY          DOROTHY DAINTY AT HOME          DOROTHY DAINTYS GAY TIMES          DOROTHY DAINTY IN THE COUNTRY          DOROTHY DAINTYS WINTER          DOROTHY DAINTY AT THE MOUNTAINS          DOROTHY DAINTYS HOLIDAYS          DOROTHY DAINTYS VACATION          DOROTHY DAINTYS VISIT          DOROTHY DAINTY AT CRESTVILLETHE PRUE BOOKS12mo Cloth Cover Designs by the Author Price 100 each          LITTLE SISTER PRUE          PRUE AT SCHOOL          PRUES PLAYMATES          PRUES MERRY TIMES          PRUES LITTLE FRIENDS          PRUES JOLLY WINTER          A JOLLY CAT TALE Large 12mo Cloth Profusely Illustrated          Price      100Illustration HERE HERE CRIED DOROTHY AND ECHO ANSWEREDHEREERE_Page 4_DOROTHY DAINTY AT THE MOUNTAINSBYAMY BROOKS          AUTHOR OF DOROTHY DAINTY SERIES THE RANDY          BOOKS THE PRUE BOOKS AND          A JOLLY CAT TALE_WITH ILLUSTRATIONS BY THE AUTHOR_Illustration          BOSTON          LOTHROP LEE  SHEPARD CO          DOROTHY DAINTY          TRADEMARK          Registered in U S Patent Office          Published August 1911          COPYRIGHT 1911 BY LOTHROP LEE  SHEPARD CO          _All Rights Reserved_          DOROTHY DAINTY AT THE MOUNTAINS          Norwood Press          Berwick  Smith Co          Norwood Mass U S ACONTENTS  CHAPTER                        PAGE     I AT THE CLEVERTON            1    II A DELIGHTFUL SURPRISE      21   III AN ENTERTAINMENT           42    IV IN A BIRCH ARBOR           62     V THE MOUNTAIN PARTY         81    VI THE ECHO CAPTURED         101   VII FLORETTAS RETURN         122  VIII AT THE FAIR               141    IX FLOSSIES LETTER          162     X A GIFT OF WILDFLOWERS     182    XI ARABELLA MAKES A CALL     201   XII A SERENADE                222ILLUSTRATIONS  Here Here cried Dorothy and echo answered    Hereere _Page 4_                    _Frontispiece_                                                  FACING PAGE  Often she looked back as she sped over the road      32  Oh what a lovely _lovely_ story said Dorothy,0
+Produced by V L Simpson SD and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet This book wasproduced from scanned images of public domain materialfrom the Google Print project     ELEMENTARY THEOSOPHY         L W ROGERS         LOS ANGELES  THEOSOPHICAL BOOK CONCERN            1917          Copyright             By        L W Rogers            1917PREFACETo comprehend the significance of great world changes before Time hasfully done his work is difficult While mighty events are still intheir formative period the future is obscure But our inability tooutline the future cannot blind us to the unmistakable trend of theevolutionary forces at work One thing that is clear is that our boastedChristian civilization is the theater in which has been staged the mostunChristian war of recorded history and in which human atrocity hasreached a point that leaves us vaguely groping for a rationalexplanation of it Another obvious fact is that the more than twentynations involved have been forced into measures and methods beforeunknown and which wholly transform the recognized function and powers ofgovernments With these startling facts of religious and politicalsignificance before us thoughtful people are beginning to ask if we arenot upon the threshold of a complete breaking down of moderncivilization and the birth of a new order of things in which directgovernment by the people throughout the entire world will be coincidentwith the rise of a universal religion based on the brotherhood of manIn such a time any contribution to current literature that will help toclear the ground of misconceptions and to bring to the attention ofthose interested in such things that set of fundamental natural truthsknown as theosophy may perhaps be helpful Whether or not the world isabout to recast its ethical code there can at least be no doubt that itis eagerly seeking reliable evidence that we live after bodily death andthat it will welcome a hypothesis of immortality that is inherentlyreasonable and therefore satisfies the intellect as well as the heartThose who are dissatisfied with the old answers to the riddle ofexistence and demand that Faith and Reason shall walk hand in hand mayfind in the following pages some explanation of the puzzling things inlifean explanation that disregards neither the intuitions of religionnor the facts of scienceOf course no pretension is made of fully covering the ground The bookis a students presentation of some of the phases of theosophy as heunderstands them They are presented with no authority whatever and aremerely an attempt to discuss in simple language some of the fundamentaltruths about the human being No claim is made to originality but it ishoped that by putting the old truths in a somewhat different way withnew illustrations and arguments they may perhaps be seen from a newviewpoint The intention has been to present elementary theosophy simplyand clearly and in the language familiar to the ordinary newspaperreader All technical terms and expressions have been avoided and thereader will not find a single foreign word in the bookL W RCONTENTS  I    THEOSOPHY                            9  II   THE IMMANENCE OF GOD                15  III  THE EVOLUTION OF THE SOUL           23  IV   LIFE AFTER BODILY DEATH             29  V    THE EVOLUTIONARY FIELD              43  VI   THE MECHANISM OF CONSCIOUSNESS      49  VII  DEATH                               59  VIII THE ASTRAL WORLD                    69  IX   REBIRTH ITS REASONABLENESS        103  X    REBIRTH ITS JUSTICE               135  XI   REBIRTH ITS NECESSITY             153  XII  WHY WE DO NOT REMEMBER             167  XIII VICARIOUS ATONEMENT                181  XIV  THE FORCES WE GENERATE             187  XV   SUPERPHYSICAL EVOLUTION            205CHAPTER ITHEOSOPHYRediscovery is one of the methods of progress Very much that we believeto be original with us at the time of its discovery or invention provesin time to have been known to earlier civilizations The elevator orlift is a very modern invention and we supposed it to be a naturaldevelopment of our civilization with its intensive characteristicsuntil an antiquarian startled us with the announcement that it was usedin Rome over two thousand years ago not of course as we use it butfor the same purpose and involving the same principles A half centuryago our scientific men were enthusiastic over the truths of evolutionthat were being discovered and placed before western civilization Butas we learn more and more of,9
+Produced by Pedro Saborano and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet                               O CARRASCO                                   DE                          Victor Hugo José Alves                               O CARRASCO                                   DE                          Victor Hugo José Alves                                   POR                         CAMILLO CASTELLO BRANCO                                  Os cantaré un estraño cuento                                  que no le avreis oydo tal en                                  toda vuestra vida                                      M CERVANTES_Novellas_                                  PORTO                            LIVRARIA CHARDRON                       DE Lello  Irmão editores                                  1902                        _PortoImprensa Moderna_IA LUVEIRA DA RUA NOVA DA PALMA    Il y a ici quelque chose une fleur cherchez                    SAINTBEUVE Portraits des FemmesÁ volta de uma mesa do _café Martinho_ em Lisboa estavam por 1857cinco ou seis sujeitos saturados de politica Estava tambem eu emprincipio de _saturação_palavra pedida de emprestimo á chimica parabem materialisar a idéa do corpo abeberado daquelle civico enthusiasmoque salva as nações nos botequinsNaquella noite os meus interlocutores eram todos mais ou menosrepublicanos Havia tal que dizia acreditar na metempsycose porquesentia dentro do seu ventre os figados de Robespierre e outro quearredondava musicamente os periodos corrosivos revelavanos commodestia parelha do talento que sentia coriscarlhe no craneo océrebro de Mirabeaucoriscos se o eram todos para dentro que dofogo que lhe faiscava da fronte não havia que receiar combustão emarmazem de sulphureto de carbonioOs outros não me lembra quem tinham dentro de suas pessoasPelo que me diz respeito recenseando longa fileira de defuntoshistoricos suspeitei ser eu a paragem de dois pedaços transmigrados umde Falstaff outro de Sancho por me sentir rasamente lerdo á beiradaquellas pessoas trabalhadas por crudelissimas almas de tornaviagemSuppunha Gerard de Nerval que Méry pela admiravel intuição que tinhadas coisas da India devia ser a metempsycose dum mouni do Indostão napelle dum marselhez ora eu se é licita a comparação ambiciosa ávista da sisuda pachorra com que assistia aos projectos regicidasdaquelles cavalleiros andêjos devo presumir que ha em mim o que querque seja do pagem do cavalleiro triste antes de intontecido pelaslisonjas dos ilheos que o degeneraramHavia ali um que esmurraçava o marmore das mesas protestando que osthronos seriam aluidos quando a lava escandecente no seio daLiberdade irrompesse resfolegando para si os monarchas e revessandopara fóra com o novo baptismo de fogo uns evangelhos novosO meu terror foi grande Encarei naquelles homens exterminadores eagoureilhes mentalmente que morreriam justiçados para descanço dogenero humano e particularmente dos possuidores de inscripçoens eoutros fundosAgora é de saber que todos aquelles regicidas hoje em dia vampirisamas veias desangradas do paiz pisam alcatifas do paço e fumam nosaposentos dos camaristas charutos da munificencia real pelos quaes selhes vaporaram os figados de Robespierre o encephalo de Mirabeau etoda a mais peçonha que lhes petrolisava as entranhas tirante a doestomago que ainda é corrosiva como sempreRevertendo aos assumptos debatidos naquella roda de trogloditas cujascaras a lavareda do ponche azulejava terrificamente dizia um que osmonarchas lusitanos em seculos de bons costumes e fé viva procreavamfilhos illegitimosEsta noticia fezme calafriosEm confirmação da these individuou o sujeito com prodigiosa retentivaos filhos bastardos de,0
+Produced by Sankar Viswanathan and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet This file wasproduced from images generously made available by TheInternet ArchiveCanadian Libraries                             MASTERPIECES                              IN COLOUR                              EDITED BY                            T LEMAN HARE                           PIETRO PERUGINO                             14461524Illustration PLATE IVIRGIN AND CHILD WITH ADORING ANGELSIn the National Gallery LondonThis is the centre panel from the great altarpiece commissioned byDuke Lodovico of Milan from Perugino for the Certosa of Pavia andcompleted in 1499The three lower panels are replaced in the church by copies theoriginals having been purchased from the Certosa by the Melzi familyin 1786 and sold by Duke Melzi to the National Gallery in 1856 Amasterpiece of Pietros religious art painted in his best method andbest period                               Perugino                       BY SELWYN BRINTON MA                        ILLUSTRATED WITH EIGHT                       REPRODUCTIONS IN COLOUR                    Illustration IN SEMPITERNUM                      LONDON T C  E C JACK                  NEW YORK FREDERICK A STOKES CO                                   LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONSPlateI    Virgin and Child with Adoring Angels                   Frontispiece        In the National Gallery London                         PageII   St Sebastian                                              14        In the Musée du Louvre ParisIII  The Deposition from the Cross                              24        In the Pitti Palace FlorenceIV   St Mary Magdalen                                          34        In the Pitti Palace FlorenceV    Virgin with Little St John adoring the Infant Christ      40        In the Pitti Palace FlorenceVI   Francesco delle Opere                                      50        In the Uffizi Gallery FlorenceVII  The Dead Christ                                            60        In the Academy of Fine Arts FlorenceVIII Virgin and Child with Two Male Saints                      70        In the National Gallery London                                   IIllustrationIn considering the work of one of the greatest of the masters of theRenaissance we have to go further back than the disputed question as towho was the first teacher of Pietro di Cristofano Vannuccisurnamed byhis contemporaries _il Perugino_ the Perugianand to inquire into themore,55
+Produced by Roger Frank and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetTranscribers Note In this text words or phrases that were printedin italics are surrounded with underscore symbols _like this_ andwords or phrases that were printed in bold type are set off with equalsigns like thisA MANUAL OF THE ART OF FICTIONOther Books by Clayton HamiltonON THE TRAIL OF STEVENSON     350 netPublished by Doubleday Page  CompanyTHE THEORY OF THE THEATRE     160 netSTUDIES IN STAGECRAFT       160 netPROBLEMS OF THE PLAYWRIGHT    160 netPublished by Henry Holt  CompanyA Manual ofTHE ART OF FICTIONPrepared for the Use of Schools and CollegesByCLAYTON HAMILTONMember of the National Institute of Arts and LettersExtension Lecturer in English Columbia UniversityWith an Introduction byBRANDER MATTHEWSMember of the American Academy of Arts and LettersProfessor of Dramatic Literature Columbia UniversityGARDEN CITYNEW YORKDOUBLEDAY PAGE  COMPANY1919Copyright 1918 byDoubleday Page  CompanyAll rights reserved including that of translation into foreignlanguages including the ScandinavianTOFREDERIC TABER COOPERWITH ADMIRATION FOR THE CRITICWITH AFFECTION FOR THE FRIENDFOREWORD  This MANUAL OF THE ART OF FICTION is a revised and amplified  edition of Materials and Methods of Fiction by Clayton  Hamilton which was first published in 1908 The earlier work was  immediately recognized as an important piece of constructive  criticism and has held its position ever since as one of the  leading books in its field On the tenth anniversary of its  appearance the publishers have asked the author to prepare this  annotated and enlarged edition particularly for the use of  students and teachers in schools and colleges                                  DOUBLEDAY PAGE  COMPANY                                    _Garden City New York 1918_CONTENTS        FOREWORD                                                   vii        INTRODUCTION                                              xiii     I THE PURPOSE OF FICTION                                       3            Fiction a Means of Telling TruthFact and            FictionTruth and FactThe Search for TruthThe            Necessary Triple ProcessDifferent Degrees of            EmphasisThe Art of Fiction and the Craft of            ChemistryFiction and RealityFiction and            HistoryFiction and BiographyBiography            History and FictionFiction Which Is            TrueFiction Which Is FalseCasual Sins against            the Truth in FictionMore Serious Sins against the            TruthThe Futility of the AdventitiousThe            Independence of Created CharactersFiction More            True Than a Casual Report of FactThe Exception            and the LawTruthfulness the only Title to            ImmortalityMorality and Immorality in FictionThe            Faculty of WisdomWisdom and TechnicGeneral            and Particular ExperienceExtensive and Intensive            ExperienceThe Experiencing NatureCuriosity and            Sympathy    II REALISM AND ROMANCE                                         25            Two Methods of Exhibiting the TruthEvery Mind Either            Realistic or RomanticMarion Crawfords Faulty            DistinctionA Second Unsatisfactory DistinctionA            Third Unsatisfactory DistinctionBliss Perrys            Negative DefinitionThe True Distinction One of            Method Not of MaterialScientific Discovery and            Artistic ExpressionThe Testimony of HawthorneA            Philosophic FormulaInduction and DeductionThe            Inductive Method of,9
+Produced by Christopher HapkaTABLETALKESSAYS ON MEN AND MANNERSBy William HazlittCONTENTSVOLUME I  1 On the Pleasure of Painting  2 The Same Subject Continued  3 On the Past and Future  4 On Genius and Common Sense  5 The Same Subject Continued  6 Character of Cobbett  7 On People With One Idea  8 On the Ignorance of the Learned  9 The Indian Jugglers  10 On Living To OnesSelf  11 On Thought and Action  12 On WillMaking  13 On Certain Inconsistencies In Sir Joshua Reynoldss Discourses  14 The Same Subject Continued  15 On Paradox and CommonPlace  16 On Vulgarity and AffectationVOLUME II  1 On a Landscape of Nicholas Poussin  2 On Miltons Sonnets  3 On Going a Journey  4 On CoffeeHouse Politicians  5 On the Aristocracy of Letters  6 On Criticism  7 On Great and Little Things  8 On Familiar Style  9 On Effeminacy of Character  10 Why Distant Objects Please  11 On Corporate Bodies  12 Whether Actors Ought To Sit in the Boxes  13 On the Disadvantages of Intellectual Superiority  14 On Patronage and Puffing  15 On the Knowledge of Character  16 On the Picturesque and Ideal  17 On the Fear of DeathVOLUME IESSAY I ON THE PLEASURE OF PAINTINGThere is a pleasure in painting which none but painters know Inwriting you have to contend with the world in painting you have onlyto carry on a friendly strife with Nature You sit down to your taskand are happy From the moment that you take up the pencil and lookNature in the face you are at peace with your own heart No angrypassions rise to disturb the silent progress of the work to shake thehand or dim the brow no irritable humours are set afloat you have noabsurd opinions to combat no point to strain no adversary to crushno fool to annoyyou are actuated by fear or favour to no man Thereis no juggling here no sophistry no intrigue no tampering with theevidence no attempt to make black white or white black but you resignyourself into the hands of a greater power that of Nature with thesimplicity of a child and the devotion of an enthusiaststudy withjoy her manner and with rapture taste her style The mind is calm andfull at the same time The hand and eye are equally employed Intracing the commonest object a plant or the stump of a tree youlearn something every moment You perceive unexpected differences anddiscover likenesses where you looked for no such thing You try to setdown what you seefind out your error and correct it You need notplay tricks or purposely mistake with all your pains you are stillfar short of the mark Patience grows out of the endless pursuit andturns it into a luxury A streak in a flower a wrinkle in a leaf atinge in a cloud a stain in an old wall or ruin grey are seizedwith avidity as the _spolia opima_ of this sort of mental warfare andfurnish out labour for another halfday The hours pass away untoldwithout chagrin and without weariness nor would you ever wish topass them otherwise Innocence is joined with industry pleasurewith business and the mind is satisfied though it is not engaged inthinking or in doing any mischief1I have not much pleasure in writing these _Essays_ or in reading themafterwards though I own I now and then meet with a phrase that I likeor a thought that strikes me as a true one But after I begin them I amonly anxious to get to the end of them which I am not sure I shall dofor I seldom see my way a page or even a sentence beforehand and when Ihave as by a miracle escaped I trouble myself little more about themI sometimes have to write them twice over then it is necessary to readthe _proof_ to prevent mistakes by the printer so that by the timethey appear in a tangible shape and one can con them over with aconscious sidelong glance to the public approbation they have losttheir gloss and relish and become more tedious than a twicetoldtale For a person to read his own works over with any great delighthe ought first to forget that he ever wrote them Familiarity naturallybreeds contempt It is in fact like poring fondly over a piece ofblank paper from repetition the words convey no distinct meaningto the mindare mere idle sounds except that our vanity claims aninterest and property in them I have more satisfaction in my ownthoughts than in dictating them to others words are necessary toexplain the impression of certain things upon me to the reader but theyrather weaken and draw a veil over than strengthen it to myself HoweverI might say with the poet My mind to me a kingdom is yet I havelittle ambition to set a throne or chair of state in the understandingsof other men The ideas we cherish most exist best in a kind of shadowyabstraction Pure in the last recesses of the mindand derive neither force nor interest from being exposed to public viewThey are old familiar acquaintance and any change in them arisingfrom the adventitious ornaments of style or dress is little to theiradvantage After I have once written on a subject it goes out of mymind my feelings about it have been melted down into words and _then_I forget I have as it were discharged my memory of its old habitualreckoning and rubbed out the score of real sentiment For the futureit exists only for the sake of others But I cannot say from my ownexperience that the same process takes place in transferring ourideas to canvas they gain more than they lose in the mechanicaltransformation One is never tired of painting because you have to setdown not what you knew already but what you have just discovered Inthe former case you translate feelings into,50
+Produced by David ReedA CUMBERLAND VENDETTABy John Fox JrTO MINERVA AND ELIZABETHITHE cave had been their hidingplace as children it was a secret refugenow against hunger or darkness when they were hunting in the woods Theprimitive meal was finished ashes were raked over the red coals theslice of bacon and the little bag of meal were hung high againstthe rock wall and the two stepped from the cavern into a thicket ofrhododendronsParting the bushes toward the dim light they stood on a massiveshoulder of the mountain the river girding it far below and theafternoon shadows at their feet Both carried gunsthe tall mountaineera Winchester the boy a squirrel rifle longer than himself Climbingabout the rocky spur they kept the same level over log and bowlder andthrough bushy ravine to the north In half an hour they ran into a paththat led up home from the river and they stopped to rest on a cliffthat sank in a solid black wall straight under them The sharp edge of asteep cornfield ran near and stripped of blade and tassel the stalksand hooded ears looked in the coming dusk a little like monks at prayerIn the sunlight across the river the corn stood thin and frail Overthere a drought was on it and when drifting thistleplumes marked thenoontide of the year each yellow stalk had withered blades and an emptysheath Everywhere a look of vague trouble lay upon the face of themountains and when the wind blew the silver of the leaves showedashen Autumn was at handThere was no physical sign of kinship between the two halfbrothersthough they were The tall one was dark the boy a foundling hadflaxen hair and was stunted and slender He was a dreamylooking littlefellow and one may easily find his like throughout the Cumberlandpalerthan his fellows from staying much indoors with halfhaunted face andeyes that are deeply pathetic when not cunning ignorantly credited withidiocy and uncanny powers treated with much forbearance some awe anda little contempt and suffered to do his pleasurenothing or much thatis strangewithout commentI tell ye Rome he said taking up the thread of talk that was brokenat the cave when Uncle Gabe says hes afeard thars trouble commhits acomm n I want you to git me a Winchester Im agittin bigenough now I kin shoot might nigh as good as you n whut am I fitfer with this hyeh old pawpaw popgunI dont want you fightin boy Ive told ye Yu air too little npuny n I want ye to stay home n take keer o mam n the cattleeffightin does come I reckon thar wont be triuchDont ye cried the boy with sharp contemptwith ole Jas Lewallenadevilin Uncle Rufe n that blackheaded young Jas aclimbin onstumps over thar cross the river n crowin n sayin out open inHazlan that ye air afeard o him Yes n he called me a idgit Theboys voice broke into a whimper of rageShet up Isom Dont you go gittin mad now Youll be sick agin Illtend to him when the time comes Rome spoke with rough kindness butugly lines had gathered at his mouth and forehead The boys tears cameand went easily He drew his sleeve across his eyes and looked up theriver Beyond the bend three huge birds rose into the sunlight andfloated toward them Close at hand they swerved sidewiseThey haint buzzards he said standing up his anger gone look atthem straight wingsAgain the eagles swerved and two shot across the river The thirddropped with shut wings to the bare crest of a gaunt old poplar underthemHits a young un Romey said the boy excitedly Hes goin to waitthar tell the old uns come back Gimme that gunCatching up the Winchester he slipped over the ledge and Rome leanedsuddenly forward looking down at the riverA group of horsemen had ridden around the bend and were coming ata walk down the other shore Every man carried something across hissaddlebow There was a gray horse among themyoung Jaspersand anevil shadow came into Romes face and quickly passed Near a strip ofwoods the gray turned up the mountain from the party and on its back hesaw the red glint of a womans dress With a halfsmile he watched thescarlet figure ride from the woods and climb slowly up through thesunny corn On the spur above and full in the rich yellow light shehalted half turning in her saddle He rose to his feet to his fullheight his head bare and thrown far back between his big shouldersand still as statues the man and the woman looked at each other acrossthe gulf of darkening air A full minute the woman sat motionless thenrode on At the edge of the woods she stopped and turned againThe eagle under Rome leaped one stroke in the air and dropped like aclod into the sea of leaves The report of the gun and a faint cry oftriumph rose from below It was good marksmanship but on the cliff Romedid not heed it Something had fluttered in the air above the girlshead and he laughed aloud She was waving her bonnet at himIIJUST where young Stetson stood the mountains racing along each bank ofthe Cumberland had sent out against each other by mutual impulsetwo great spurs At the rivers brink they stopped sheer with crestsuplifted as though some hand at the last moment had hurled them apartand had led the water through the breach to keep them at peace Todaythe crags looked seamed by thwarted passion and sullen with firs theymade fit symbols of the human hate about the base of eachWhen the feud began no one knew Even the original cause was forgottenBoth families had come as friends from Virginia long ago and had livedas enemies nearly half a century There was hostility before thewar but until then little bloodshed Through the hatred of changecharacteristic of the mountaineer the world over the Lewallens were forthe Union The Stetsons owned a few slaves and they fought for themPeace found both still neighbors and,13
+Produced by Laurent Vogel and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet This file wasproduced from images generously made available by theBibliothèque nationale de France BnFGallica athttpgallicabnffrCoquecigruesPAR JULES RENARDPARISPAUL OLLENDORFF ÉDITEUR28 _bis_ RUE DE RICHELIEU 28 _bis_1893Tous droits réservésDU MÊME AUTEUR    Les Roses poésies _épuisé_    Crime de Village nouvelles _épuisé_    Sourires Pincés proses 3 fr    LÉcornifleur roman 3 fr 50_EN PRÉPARATION_    Poil de Carotte    LHerbe    PapilloteHOMUNCULES    LA TÊTE BRANLANTE    LORAGE    LE BON ARTILLEUR    LE PLANTEUR MODÈLE    LA CLEF    LE GARDIEN DU SQUARE    QUESTCE QUE CEST    LA FICELLE    LES TROIS AMISLA TÊTE BRANLANTE  _À Paul Margueritte_ILe vieil homme sefforça de regarder ses souliers cirés et les plis queformait aux genoux son pantalon clair trop longtemps laissé danslarmoire Il réunit les mollets se tint moins courbe donna son giletbien tiré une chiquenaude à sa cravate folle et dit tout hautJe crois que je suis prêt à recevoir nos soldats françaisSa blanche tête tremblante remua plus rapidement que de coutume avecune sorte de joie Il zézayait disait Ze crois ze veux comme si àcause de lagitation de sa tête il navait plus le temps de toucher auxmots que du bout de la langue de lextrême pointeNe vastu pas à la pêche lui dit sa femmeJe veux être là quand ils arriverontTu seras de retourOh si je les manquaisIl ne voulait pas les manquer Écartant sans cesse les battants de lafenêtre qui nétait jamais assez ouverte il tentait de fixer sur lagrande route le point le plus rapproché de lhorizon Il eût dit auxmaisons mal alignéesÔtezvous vous me gênezSa tête faisait le geste du tic tac des pendules Elle étonnait dabordpar cette mobilité continue Volontiers on laurait calmée en posant lebout du doigt par amusement sur le front Puis à la longue si elleninspirait aucune pitié elle agaçait Elle était à briser dun coup depoing violentLe vieil homme inoffensif souriait au régiment attendu Parfois ilrépétait à sa femmeNous logerons sans doute une dizaine de soldats Prépare une soupe àla crème pour vingt Ils mangeront bien doubleMais répondait sa femme prudente jai encore un reste de haricotsrougesJe te dis de leur préparer une soupe à la crème pour vingt et tu leurprêteras nos cuillers de ruolz tu mentends non celles détainIl avait encore eu la prévenance de disposer toutes ses lignes contre lemur Le crin renouvelé lhameçon neuf elles attendaient les amateursauxquels il naurait plus quà indiquer les bons endroitsIIOn ne lui donna pas de soldatsParce quil pêchait les plus gros poissons du pays il attribua cetteoffense à la jalousie du maire pêcheur également passionné À direvrai celuici dune charité délicate lavait noté comme infirmeLe vieil homme erra désolé parmi la troupe La timidité seulelempêchait de faire des invitations hospitalières On suivait aveccuriosité sa tête obstinément négative Il les aimait ces soldats noncomme guerriers mais comme pauvres gens et devant les marmites oùcuisait leur soupe il semblait dire par ses multiples et vifstêteàdroite têteàgaucheCest pas ça cest pas ça cest pas çaIl écouta la musique semplit le coeur de nobles sentiments pourjusquà sa mort et revint à la maisonComme il passait près de son jardin il aperçut deux soldats en traindy laver leur linge Ils avaient dû pour arriver jusquau ruisseautrouer la palissade se glisser entre deux échalas disjoints En outreils sétaient rempli les poches de pommes tombées et de pommes quiallaient tomberÀ la bonne heure se dit le vieil homme ceuxlà sont gentils de venirchez moiIl ouvrit la barrière et savança à petits pas comme quelquun qui porteun bol de laitLun des soldats dressa la tête et ditVesse un vieux Il na pas lair content Quoi Questce quilraconte entendstu toiNon dit lautreIls écoutèrent indécis Le vent ne leur apportait aucun son En effetle vieillard ne parlait pas Il continuait de sattendrir et marchantdoucement vers eux pensaitBien mes enfants Tout ce qui est ici vous appartient Vous serezsurpris quand je vous prouverai filet en main quil y a dans ceruisseau au pied de ce grand saule âgé de six ans à peine des brochetscomme ma cuisse Je les y ai mis moimême Nous en ferons cuire un Maislaissez donc votre linge ma femme vous lavera çaAinsi pensait le vieil homme mais sa tête oscillante le trahissaiteffarouchait et les soldats déjà inquiets sachant à fond leur civilcomprirentAllezy mes gaillards ne vous gênez pas je vous pince attendez unpeuIl approche toujours dit lun deux Mest avis que ça va se gâterIl portera plainte dit lautre on lui a crevé sa clôture Le colonelne badine pas cest de filerBon bon vieux assez dodeliné tu ne nous fais pas peur on sen vaBrusquement ils ramassèrent leur linge mouillé et se sauvèrent avecdes bousculades en maraudeursAstu le savon dit lunLautre réponditNonsarrêta un instant près de retourner et comme le vieux arrivait auruisseau repartit avec unFlûte pour le savon il nest pas matriculéIls se précipitèrent hors du jardinQuestce quils ont donc se demanda le vieil hommeLe branle de sa tête saccéléra Il tendit les bras et cela parut encoreune menace voulut courir rappeler les deux soldatsMais de sa bouche comme un grain séchapperait dun van à lallureimmodérée un pauvre petit cri tomba sans force tout au bord deslèvresLORAGE  _À WGC Byvanck_Vers minuit par la croisée sans volets et par toutes ses fentes lamaison au toit de paille semplit et se vide déclairsLa vieille se lève allume la lampe à pétrole décroche le Christ et ledonne aux deux petits afin que couché entre eux il les préserveLe vieux continue apparemment de dormir mais sa main froisse lédredonLa vieille allume aussi une lanterne pour être prête sil fallaitcourir à lécurie des vachesEnsuite elle sassied le chapelet aux doigts et multiplie les signesde croix comme si elle sôtait des toiles daraignées du visageDes histoires de foudre lui reviennent mettent sa mémoire en feu Àchaque éclat,26
+Produced by Martin Pettit and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet This file wasproduced from images generously made available by TheInternet ArchiveAmerican LibrariesFOLKLORE IN BORNEOA SKETCHBYWILLIAM HENRY FURNESS 3D MD FRGSMEMBRE DE LA SOCIÉTÉ DE GÉOGRAPHIE À PARISMEMBER OF THE AMERICAN PHILOSOPHICAL SOCIETYMEMBER OF THE AMERICAN ORIENTAL SOCIETY_PRIVATELY PRINTED_WALLINGFORDDELAWARE COUNTY PENNSYLVANIA1899Illustration A KAYAN CHIEFA SKETCH OF THE FOLKLORE OF BORNEOIn this short monograph I do not pretend to give anything more than aSketch of the Folklore to be found among the Borneans The island islarge and the people scattered and isolated by constant intertribalwarfare differ one tribe from another in language customs andappearance almost more than do Germans French or English to say thatany tradition or custom is common to all the tribes or even to all ofone tribe of Borneans would be far too sweeping A still greaterdrawback to any universality in legend or custom is that there is nowritten language not even so much as picturedrawings on rocks to giveus a clue to ancient myths or traditions The natives of Borneo are in acertain sense savages but yet they are savages of a high orderpossessed of a civilization far above what is usually implied by theterm they live together in what almost might be called coöperativecommunities they practise the art of weaving they forge roughimplements of iron they cultivate rice and esculent plants and in alltheir work such as housebuilding boatbuilding manufacture of clothand weapons of warfare they show an ambitious desire and a skilfulability to ornament their work and add to its usefulness pleasure tothe eye One of their gravest faults however is their embarrassingtenacity to the _fad_ of headhunting and a strict adherence to theprinciple of an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth This keeps thedifferent households even of the same tribe at constant war and makesinevitable an uncomfortable yet pleasing interchange of heads during thetedious months of the rainy season when time hangs heavy on thewarriors hands and disused swords might get rustySo little is known of the social and anthropological position of thesepeople to others than those who make Malaysia and the South Sea islandstheir study that it may not be out of place to give a short descriptionof the people themselves before entering on the subject of theirFolkloreThe remote origin of the Borneans as well as of the greater part of allof the inhabitants of the Polynesian islands is an ethnologicalproblem they are not Malay neither are they Mongolian nor Negritothey bear resemblances here and there to all of these races but notmarked enough to claim any one as the parent stock Furthermore thereis some evidence in favor of the theory that they are the result ofsuccessive migrations of tribes from northern India and from AnamIllustration A KAYAN LONGHOUSEThe inland tribes of Borneo by which I include all the natives exceptthe Malays settled along the coast are without any definite forms ofreligious worship they make idols of wood but I have never seen anyoffering made to them nor do they regard them apparently as anythingmore than as scarecrows to frighten off evil spirits They are thechildren of Dame Nature and as such have inherited their mothersdisregard for life and this feature of their temperament has kept themin a constant turmoil of warfare which in turn compels them for mutualprotection to band together in communities of several families and buildfor themselves a common house wherein to live ever ready to turn out inforce and resist the attacks of hostile tribes In not a few instancesthese houses are as much as a quarter of a mile in length and shelter asmany as four hundred people Every household is presided over by aheadman known as the elder or _Orang Tuah_ and he in turn is governedin a measure by the chief of the tribe known as the _Penghulu_ Thegovernment of the household seems to be conducted in the quietestmanner I have lived on several occasions in these houses for three orfour weeks at a time and have never seen anything that could be calleda violent quarrel between two members of the household nor have I seenthe Orang Tuah or the Penghulu submit any of the members to what mightbe considered harsh treatment I have also been with them when they wereout on the warpath to use a NorthAmerican Indian term when everynerve was at high tension on the lookout for enemies and every thoughtwas turned to slaughter but I have never seen the counsel of the Chiefdisregarded Of course some Chiefs are weak and fail to give commandsbecause they are afraid to act but a command once given is carried outor at least not disregarded and I could never detect any means whichwere taken to enforce an authority thus implicitly obeyedAs a people they are not activeminded nor industrious but yield tothe influence of climate and following the example offered to them bythe vast dense jungle on every side accept life as easily as it comesThey are no exception to the rule that all untutored minds living inconstant communion with any awful aspect of Nature be it giganticmountains a waste of waters or an illimitable jungle are saturatedwith superstitions every pool every tree every rock is the home of anevil spirit and all mysterious noises in the forest are ghostlywhisperings Everywhere are signs and omens to warn man of danger ordirect his course theirs is a life where no schooling is so vital asthe ability to read aright the sermons in stones books in the runningbrooks For them the world is the patch of jungle covering the fewsquare miles that they know and bounded by the hills in the distanceseldom do they get an extended view of the surrounding country treeshem them in on all sides and the mountains are so difficult of ascentand furthermore so infested with demons or antu that the summits canbe gained only at the risk of body and still worse of soulMany natives of the interior live and die with never a glimpse of thesea and the,31
+Produced by Sankar Viswanathan Juliet Sutherland and theOnline Distributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet           Illustration The baby Moses in the bulrushes                             THE BABE IN                            THE BULRUSHES                           By AMY STEEDMAN                            Illustration                         THOMAS NELSON  SONS                               NEW YORK                                   THE FINDING OF MOSESMany long years had passed since the days when Josephs brothers andtheir families had settled in the land of Egypt They were a greatnation in numbers now but the Egyptians still ruled over them andused them as servants The Pharaoh who had been so kind to theshepherds from Canaan was dead long ago and the new kings orPharaohs as they were called hated foreigners and began to treat theIsraelites very harshly There were too many of them they said itwas dangerous to have so many strong powerful slaves They must bekept down and made to work from morning till night and be beaten ifthey did not work fast enoughThat was very hard for the poor people but worse was to come Anorder was issued one day which spread sorrow through all the land ofGoshen where the Israelites lived Every baby boy that was born wasto be thrown into the river Girl babies might be allowed to live forthey would be useful as slaves but boys might grow up to fight fortheir country and so they must be destroyedIn one little house not far from the great river Nile a woman satholding her tiny baby in her arms while the tears ran down hercheeks He was such a beautiful baby so strong and fair and healthybut the kings order was that he was to be thrown into the riverwhere the cruel hungry crocodiles were waiting to snap up everythingthey could find for a meal Jochebed the poor mother held her babycloser in her arms No she could not obey the kings order She wouldtry and hide the baby for a little while at any rateIt was easy to hide a baby while he was still tiny and slept most ofthe day but when he grew bigger it was much more difficult Hissister Miriam did her best to help her mother but any day now thatthe baby was three months old he might be discovered and somethingmust be done at onceSo Jochebed thought of a plan and prayed to God that He would helpher to carry it out At the edge of the river there grew tallbulrushes which when cut down and dried could be made into manyuseful things Taking some of these bulrushes she wove them into alittle cradle with a cover to it just like a little ark and this shecovered with a kind of pitch so that not a drop of water could comethrough Inside the cradle she made a soft bed and laid the babythere while he was fast asleep and set the ark afloat in the waterwhere the bulrushes were growing She knew that presently the greatprincess Pharaohs daughter would come down to bathe in the riverand would notice the queer little ark floating thereIllustration She laid the baby there while he was fast asleepVery soon the royal procession came winding down from the palacetowards the river as the princess in her gorgeous robes made her wayto bathe in the pool of the lotus flowers But at the edge of theriver she stopped What was that among the bulrushes It was no lotusflower but a strangelooking covered basket and she ordered hermaidens to bring it to herThe little ark was lifted out of the water and carried to theprincess There was surely something alive inside and the princesswas full of curiosity as she leaned down and lifted the cover to lookin Then she started back in amazement The dearest little baby shehad ever seen lay there all rosy and fresh after his sleep gazing upat her with wideopen eyes The maidens crowded round and the sightof all those strange faces was more than the baby could bear Hepuckered up his face and began to cryThe princess loved babies and she had none of her own That littlewailing cry went to her heart She guessed at once that this was oneof the Hebrew babies which had been ordered to be destroyed and shemade up her mind that this beautiful boy should at least be savedAll this time Miriam had been watching from her hidingplace close byand with anxious beating heart she came forward now Could she helpthe princess she asked Should she run and find some Hebrew woman whomight look after the babyPerhaps the princess guessed that the babys mother would not be faroff and she must have smiled a little when a nurse was so quicklyfound But she took no notice of thatTake this child away she said when Jochebed stood humbly beforeher and nurse it for me and I will give thee,26
+Produced by Sankar Viswanathan Greg Weeks and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet                         Transcribers Note  This etext was produced from Analog Science Fact  Fiction October 1961  Extensive research did not uncover any evidence that the US copyright  on this publication was renewed                                 THE                               MAN WHO                            PLAYED TO LOSE                          By LARRY M HARRIS         _Sometimes the very best thing you can do is to lose The          cholera germ for instance asks nothing better than that it          be swallowed alive_                        Illustrated by Douglas                                   When I came into the control room the Captain looked up from a set ofcharts at me He stood up and gave me a salute and I returned it notmaking a ceremony out of it Half an hour to landing sir he saidThat irritated me It always irritates me Im not an officer Isaid Im not even an enlisted manHe nodded too quickly Yes Mr Carboy he said SorryI sighed If you want to salute I told him if it makes you_happier_ to salute you go right ahead But dont call me Sir Thatwould make me an officer and I wouldnt like being an officer Ivemet too many of themIt didnt make him angry He wasnt anything except subservient andawed and anxious to please Yes Mr Carboy he saidI searched in my pockets for a cigarette and found a cup of them andstuck one into my mouth The Captain was right there with a light soI took it from him Then I offered him a cigarette He thanked me asif it had been a full set of Crown JewelsWhat difference did it make whether or not he called me Sir I wasstill God to him and there wasnt much I could do about itDid you want something Mr Carboy he asked me puffing on thecigaretteI nodded Now that were getting close I told him I want to knowas much about the place as possible Ive had a full hypno but ahypnos only as good as the facts in it and the facts that reachEarth may be exaggerated modified distorted or even out of dateYes Mr Carboy he said eagerly I wondered if when he was throughwith the cigarette he would keep the butt as a souvenir He mighteven frame it I told myself After all Id given it to him hadntI The magnificent Mr Carboy who almost acts like an ordinary humanbeing had actually given a poor respectful spaceship Captain acigaretteIt made me want to butt holes in the bulkheads Not that I hadnt hadtime to get used to the treatment every man in my corps gets a fulldose of awe and respect from the services from Government officialsand even from the United Cabinets The only reason we dont get itfrom the man in the street is that the man in the streetunless hehappens to be a very special man in a very unusual streetdoesntknow the corps exists Which is a definite relief by the way atleast off the job Im no more than Ephraim Carboy citizenI took a puff on my cigarette and the Captain followed suit veryrespectfully I felt like screaming at him but I kept my voice politeThe wars definitely over isnt it I saidHe shrugged That depends Mr Carboy he said The armies havesurrendered and the treatys been signed That happened even beforewe left Earththree or four weeks ago But whether you could say thewar was over  well Mr Carboy that dependsGuerrillas I saidHe nodded Wohlens a jungle world mostly he said Sixty per centwater of course but outside of that there are a few cities twospaceports and the resteighty or ninety per cent of the landareanothing but jungle A few roads running from city to city butthats allOf course I said He was being careful and accurate I wonderedwhat he thought Id do if I caught him in a mistake Make a magic passand explode him like a bomb probably I took in some more smokewondering whether the Captain thought I had psi powerswhich ofcourse I didnt no need for them in my workand musing sourly onhow long it would take before the job was done and I was on my wayback homeThen again I told myself there was always the chance of gettingkilled And in the mood I found myself the idea of a peacefulunrespectful death was very pleasantFor a second or two anyhowThe Government holds the cities the Captain was saying andessential trade servicesspaceports that sort of thing But a smallband of men can last for a long time out there in the wildsLiving off the country I saidHe nodded again Wohlens ninenines Earth normals he said Butyou know that alreadyI know all of this I said,41
+Produced by Chuck Greif and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpdprastkonetJULIO CAMBALA RANA VIAJERACALPE MADRIDBARCELONA1920Papel fabricado especialmente por LA PAPELERA ESPAÑOLASociedad Española de Artes GráficasFuencarral 137 MadridÍNDICE_Mi nombre de charca_ESPAÑA REENCONTRADAI Psicología crematísticaII El templo de la EternidadIII Se enciende una estrellaIV Una nueva teoría del climaV El tiempo y el espacioVI La mujer país exóticoVII Las casasVIII Patriotismo de género ínfimoIX La huelga de cuernos caídosX Experiencias de un atropelladoXI La juerga heroicaXII Julio AntonioXIII La piedra filosofalXIV La pesetaXV Escultura KodakXVI Un admiradorXVII Literatura patológicaXVIII Una tempestad en una taza de teXIX La taza de teEN LA TIERRA DE LOS POLÍTICOSI El viajeII Los políticosIII La gracia gallegaIV La razaV El idiomaVI El acentoVII AntoniñoVIII Un amigo de míster BorrowIX El arado virgilianoX Propiedad abogadismo políticaXI El celta migratorioXII Grandes hombresXIII Quién soy yoXIV El camino de SantiagoXV El botafumeiroXVI Cabezas de cerdoXVII La vieiraXVIII Opiniones políticas y literarias de la RosarioEN EL PAÍS DE LA RULETAI Los temas literariosII El treinta y cuarentaIII Los bolsillos y el espíritu de propiedadIV Un nuevo sistema planetarioV Rousseau y Anatole FranceVI El jugador objetivoEN EL RINCÓN DE LOS MILLONARIOSI El hierroII La reivindicación de los millonariosIII El hombre que se vendió brea a sí mismoIV El vascuenceUNA NUEVA BATRACOMIOMAQUIAI La guerra sobre el papelII El pueblo de los gases lacrimantesIII Si los alemanes hubiesen ganadoIV El libro futuroLOS MÉDICOSI En defensa del resfriadoII El virtuosismo de la cirugíaIII La viruela obligatoriaIV Croydon y MadridV Microbios a sueldoVI Juventud divino tesoroENTRE CABALLEROSI Los desafíos y el médicoII Los desafíos y la técnicaIII Los desafíos y el honorLA POLÍTICAI Cerebros artificiales para uso de diputadosII La industria electoralIII Una cartaIV El autor necesita un distritoV España emporio del parlamentarismoVI Los ministros nuevosVII Un artículo ministerialVIII El engaño de las crisisIX Acción política de los mariscosX ArrasamientosXI El Congreso a cuarenta gradosXII OptimismoLA ANTIPOLÍTICAI El nuevo decorado del mundoII Los proletarios de levitaIII El sindicalismo como base de una nueva antropologíaIV El bolchevismo enfermedad infecciosaV La magia del dineroVI El delito de ser rusoVII Los rusos políticosVIII La tiranía del trabajoIX Una policía filosóficaX Asesinos manuales y asesinos intelectualesXI FerrerMI NOMBRE DE CHARCA_Hará siete u ocho años El director de un periódico donde yo trabajabame metió algunos billetes en el bolsillo y me mandó a París Misartículos de entonces como los que más tarde escribí desde otrascapitales tenían la pretensión de estudiar experimentalmente elcarácter nacional pero el único sujeto de experimentación que había enellos era yo mismo Yo estoy en mis colecciones de crónicas extranjerascomo una rana que estuviese en un frasco de alcohol El lector puedeverme girar los ojos y estirar o encoger las patas a cada momento Loque parecen críticas o comentarios no son más que reacciones contra elambiente extraño y hostil Yo he ido a París y a Londres y a Berlín ya Nueva York con una ingenuidad y una buena fe de verdadero batracio Ysi lo que quería mi director era observar el efecto directo de lacivilización europea sobre un español de nuestros días ahí tiene elresultado una serie constante de movimientos absurdos y de actitudesgrotescas__Ahora el poeta vuelve a su tierra es decir la rana_ torna a lacharca Pero y sin que haya llegado a criar pelo ya no es la mismarana de antes Con un poco de imaginación nos la podríamos representarmenos ingenua y algo más instruidaque no en balde se ha pasado tantotiempo en los laboratorios muy tiesa sobre sus zancas y hastaprovista de gafas Qué efecto le producirán las otras ranas a esta ranaque está transformada de tal modo Cómo encontrará su charca la ranaviajera después de una ausencia de tantos añosMientras he estado en el extranjero yo he tenido un punto de referenciapara juzgar los hombres y las cosas España Pero esto era únicamenteporque yo soy español y no porque España me parezca la medida ideal detodos los valores Ahora y para hablar de España me falta este puntode referencia Forzosamente haré comparaciones con otros paísesY no sólo resultará que España no puede ser un modelo para las otrasgentes sino que no sirve apenas para los mismos españoles La ranaencontrará su charca muy poco confortableESPAÑA REENCONTRADAIPSICOLOGÍA CREMATÍSTICALa primera impresión que nos produce España es un poco confusa Alprincipio no reconocemos exactamente a nuestro país no lo encontramosdel todo igual al recuerdo que teníamos de él Es que España hacambiado Es más bien que la miramos desde otro punto de vista y conunos ojos algo distintos a como la mirábamos antes Los españoles porejemplo qué duda cabe de que no han disminuido de estatura Sinembargo ahora nos parecen pequeñísimos Hombres muy pequeños bigotesmuy anchos voces muy roncasPor qué están tan enfadados estos hombres tan pequeñosme preguntaun extranjero que ha sido compañero mío de viajeYo le explico a duras penas que no se trata de un enfado momentáneosino de una actitud general ante la vida Mi compañero se esfuerza encomprenderAh vamosexclama por último Es que los españoles no tienendineroY aunque esta explicación de la psicología nacional me resultaexcesivamente americana yo obligado a hacer una síntesis la aceptosin grandes escrúpulosSí Es eso principalmenteDe modo que si nosotros metiésemos aquí algunos millones de dólarescree usted que sus compatriotas se calmaríanYo creo que sí Creo que estas voces ásperas se irían suavizando pocoa poco y que las mesas de los cafés no recibirían tantos puñetazosCreo en fin que cambiarían ustedes el alma española Siemprenaturalmente que los millones no se quedaran todos en algunos bolsillosparticularesHay muy poco dinero en España Poco y malo El primer tendero a quien ledoy un duro lo coge y lo arroja diferentes veces sobre el mostrador conuna violencia terrible Yo hago votos para que si no es de plata seapor lo menos de un metal muy sólido porque si no el tendero me loromperá La prueba resulta bien pero al tendero no le basta Con un ojoescudriñador y terrible que parece salirse de su órbita examinadetenidamente las dos caras del duro Luego vuelve a sacudirlo y porúltimo lo muerde Lo muerde con tal furia que,54
+Produced by Jonathan Ingram Stephanie Eason and theOnline Distributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetThis file was produced from images generously madeavailable by The Internet ArchiveAmerican Libraries  _The Philosophy of Teaching_  THE TEACHER  THE PUPIL THE SCHOOL  BY  NATHANIEL SANDS  _NEW YORK_  HARPER  BROTHERS PUBLISHERS  FRANKLIN SQUARE  1869Entered according to Act of Congress in the year 1869 byHARPER  BROTHERSIn the Clerks Office of the District Court of the United States for theSouthern District of New York_THE TEACHER THE PUPIL THE SCHOOL__TEACHER AND PUPIL_Of the various callings to which the division of labor has caused manspecially to devote himself there is none to be compared for nobility orusefulness with that of the true teacher Yet neither teachers nor peopleat present realize this truthAmong the very few lessons of value which might be derived from socalledclassical studies is that of the proper estimate in which the trueteacher should be held for among the Greeks no calling or occupation wasmore honored Yet with a strange perversity albeit for centuries theprecious time of youth has been wasted and the minds and morals of theyoung perverted by classical studies this one lesson has beendisregardedWhat duty can be more responsible what vocation more holy than that oftraining the young in habits of industry truthfulness economy andsobriety of giving to them that knowledge and skill without which theirlives would become a burden to themselves and to society Yet while themerchant seeks to exercise the greatest caution in selecting the personsto whom he intrusts his merchandise and yields respect to him whofaithfully performs his commercial engagements he makes but scant inquiryas to the character or qualifications of the MINDBUILDER upon whoseskill judgment and trustworthiness the future of his children willgreatly dependThe position assigned by our social rules to the teacher accords not withthe nobility of his functions but with the insufficient appreciationentertained of them by the people and is accompanied by a correspondinginadequate remuneration And what is the result Except a fewsinglehearted noble men and women by whom the profession of the teacheris illustrated and adorned except a few selfsacrificing heroes andheroines whose love of children and of mankind reconciles them to anhumble lot and illrequited labors the class of schoolteachersthroughout the whole civilized world barely reaches the level of thatmediocrity which in all other callings suffices to obtain not merely acomfortable maintenance in the present but a provision against sicknessand for old ageWhat aspiring father what Cornelia among mothers select for theirchildren the profession of a teacher as a field in which the talents andjust ambition of such children may find scope Nor can we hope for anyimprovement until a juster appreciation of the nobility of the teachersvocation and a more generous remuneration of his labors shall generallyprevailIt is to the desire to aid somewhat in bringing about a justerappreciation in the minds alike of teachers and of people of the utilityand nobleness of the teachers labors and vocation that these pages owetheir originWhen we consider the nature of the Being over whose future the teacher isto exercise so great an influence whose mind he is to store withknowledge and whom he is to train in the practice of such conduct asshall lead to his happiness and wellbeing we are lost in amazement atthe extent of the knowledge and perfection of the moral attributes whichshould have been acquired by the teacher It is his duty to make hispupils acquainted with that nature of which they form a part by whichthey are surrounded and which is rubbing against them at every step inlife But he can not teach that of which he himself is ignorant Everyscience then may in turn become necessary or desirable to be employed asan instructive agent every art may be made accessory to illustrate someitem of knowledge or to elucidate some moral teachingMan is his subject and with the nature of that subject and of hissurroundings he must be acquainted that the object to be attained and themeans for its attainment may be known to himWhat is man What are his powers what is his destiny and for whatpurpose and for what object was he created Let us enter the laboratory ofthe chemist and commence our labors Let us take down the crucible andbegin the analysis and endeavor to solve this important problem Instudying the great Cosmos we perceive each being seeking its happinessaccording to the instincts implanted in him by the Creator and only inman we see his happiness made dependent on the extent to which hecontributes to the happiness of others What so far as we can see wouldthis earth be without any inhabitants What great purpose in the economyof nature could it serve A palace without a king a house without anoccupant a lonely and tenantless world while we now see it framed in allits beauty for the enjoyment of happinessThe Being upon whom the art and science of the teacher is to be exercisedis one to whom food clothing fuel and shelter are needful possessed oforgans of digestion whose functions should be made familiar to theirpossessor of breathing organs to whose healthful exercise pure air isessential a being full of life and animation locomotivedesirous ofmoving from place to place an emotional being susceptible to emotions ofjoy and sorrow love and hate hope and fear reverence and contempt andwhose emotions should be so directed that their exercise should beproductive of happiness to others He is also an intellectual beingprovided with senses by which to receive impressions and acquire aknowledge of external things with organs of comparison and of reason bywhich to render available for future use the impressions received throughthe senses in the past Lastly he is also a social being to whomperpetual solitude would be intolerable sympathizing in the pains andpleasures of others needing their protection sympathy and cooperationfor his own comfort and desirous of conferring protection upon and ofcooperating with them But further he is a being who desires to beloved and esteemed and finds the greatest charm of existence,28
+Produced by Suzanne Shell Mary Meehan and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet                       THE ROMANCE OF A PLAIN MAN                            BY ELLEN GLASGOW       AUTHOR OF THE DELIVERANCE THE VOICE OF THE PEOPLE ETCNew YorkTHE MACMILLAN COMPANY1909_All rights reserved_Copyright 1909By THE MACMILLAN COMPANYSet up and electrotyped Published May 1909 ReprintedMay July August September twice October 1909Norwood PressJ S Cushing CoBerwick  Smith CoNorwood Mass USACONTENTS       I IN WHICH I APPEAR WITH FEW PRETENSIONS      II THE ENCHANTED GARDEN     III A PAIR OF RED SHOES      IV IN WHICH I PLAY IN THE ENCHANTED GARDEN       V IN WHICH I START IN LIFE      VI CONCERNING CARROTS     VII IN WHICH I MOUNT THE FIRST RUNG OF THE LADDER    VIII IN WHICH MY EDUCATION BEGINS      IX I LEARN A LITTLE LATIN AND A GREAT DEAL OF LIFE       X IN WHICH I GROW UP      XI IN WHICH I ENTER SOCIETY AND GET A FALL     XII I WALK INTO THE COUNTRY AND MEET WITH AN ADVENTURE    XIII IN WHICH I RUN AGAINST TRADITIONS     XIV IN WHICH I TEST MY STRENGTH      XV A MEETING IN THE ENCHANTED GARDEN     XVI IN WHICH SALLY SPEAKS HER MIND    XVII IN WHICH MY FORTUNES RISE   XVIII THE PRINCIPLES OF MISS MATOACA     XIX SHOWS THE TRIUMPH OF LOVE      XX IN WHICH SOCIETY RECEIVES US     XXI I AM THE WONDER OF THE HOUR    XXII THE MAN AND THE CLASS   XXIII IN WHICH I WALK ON THIN ICE    XXIV IN WHICH I GO DOWN     XXV WE FACE THE FACTS AND EACH OTHER    XXVI THE RED FLAG AT THE GATE   XXVII WE CLOSE THE DOOR BEHIND US  XXVIII IN WHICH SALLY STOOPS    XXIX IN WHICH WE RECEIVE VISITORS     XXX IN WHICH SALLY PLANS    XXXI THE DEEPEST SHADOW   XXXII I COME TO THE SURFACE  XXXIII THE GROWING DISTANCE   XXXIV THE BLOW THAT CLEARS    XXXV THE ULTIMATE CHOICETHE ROMANCE OF A PLAIN MANCHAPTER IIN WHICH I APPEAR WITH FEW PRETENSIONSAs the storm broke and a shower of hail rattled like a handful ofpebbles against our little window I choked back a sob and edged mysmall greenpainted stool a trifle nearer the hearth On the oppositeside of the wire fender my father kicked off his wet boots stretchedhis feet in grey yarn stockings out on the rag carpet in front of thefire and reached for his pipe which he had laid still smoking on thefloor under his chairIts as true as the Bible Benjy he said that on the day you wereborn yo brother President traded off my huntin breeches for a yallerpupMy knuckles went to my eyes while the smart of my mothers slap fadedfrom the cheek I had turned to the fireWhats become o th ppupp I demanded as I stared up at him withmy mouth held half open in readiness to break out againDead responded my father solemnly and I wept aloudIt was an October evening in my childhood and so vivid has my latermemory of it become that I can still see the sheets of water that rolledfrom the lead pipe on our roof and can still hear the splash splashwith which they fell into the gutter below For three days the cloudshad hung in a grey curtain over the city and at dawn a high windblowing up from the river had driven the dead leaves from thechurchyard like flocks of startled swallows into our little streetSince morning I had watched them across my mothers prize red geraniumupon our windowsillnow whipped into deep swirls and eddies over thesunken brick pavement now rising in sighing swarms against the closeddoors of the houses now soaring aloft until they flew almost as high asthe living swallows in the belfry of old Saint Johns Then as the duskfell and the street lamps glimmered like blurred stars through therain I drew back into our little sittingroom which glowed bright asan ember against the fierce weather outsideHalf an hour earlier my father had come up from the marble yard wherehe spent his days cutting lambs and doves and elaborate ivy wreaths instone and the smell from his great rubber coat which hung dryingbefore the kitchen stove floated with the aroma of coffee through thehalfopen door When I closed an eye and peeped through the crack Icould see my mothers tall shadow shifting not flitting on thewhitewashed wall of the kitchen as she passed back and forth from thestove to the wooden cradle in which my little sister Jessy lay asleepwith the head of her rag doll in her mouthOutside the splash splash of the rain still sounded on the brickpavement and as I glanced through the window I saw an old blind negrobeggar groping under the street lamp at the corner The muffled beat ofhis stick in the drenched leaves passed our doorstep and I heard itgrow gradually fainter as he turned in the direction of the negro hovelsthat bordered our end of the town Across the street and on either sideof us there were rows of small boxlike frame houses,7
+Produced by Greg Weeks Stephen Blundell and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetIllustration _Illustrated by Paul Orban_High Dragon BumpBY DON THOMPSON _If it took reduction or torch hair the Cirissins wanted a bump Hokum thistle gluck_A young and very beautiful girl with golden blond hair and smooth skinthe color of creamed sweet potatoes floated in the middle of thewindowless metal room into which Wayne Brighton drifted The girl wasnot exactly naked but her few filmy clothes concealed nothingWayne cleared his throat his apprehension changing rapidly toconfusion_You_ are going to _reduce_ me he askedThe word is seduce mister the girl said They told me reduce toobut they dont talk real good and I think Im supposed to seduce you soyoull tell em something and then theyll let me go I guess I hopeWhat is it they wantcha to tell emWayne cleared his throat again striving merely to keep a firm grip onhis sanity Things had been happening much too fast for him to haveretained anything like his customary composureHe said Well they want me to get them a uhwell a high dragonbump He pronounced the words carefullySo why dontcha the girl askedWaynes voice rose I dont even know what it is I told them andthey dont believe me Now youre here I suppose if I cant bereducedseducedinto getting them one it will wind up with torchhair Believe me I never heard of a high dragon bumpNow dont get panicky the girl pleaded After all Im scared tooI am not scared Wayne replied indignantly But he realized that hewasSo far in the hour or so hed been a captive of the Cirissins hedmanaged to keep his fright pretty well subdued Hed understood almostat once what had happened and his first reaction had not been terror oreven any great degree of surpriseHe was a scientist and he had a scientists curiosityAnd at first the Cirissinsor the one that had done all thetalkinghad been cooperative in answering his questions But then whenhe wasnt able to comprehend what they meant by high dragon bump theydstarted getting impatientWhats your name he asked the girl She was making gentle swimmingmotions with her hands and feet moving gradually closer to himSheilah she said Sheilah Ralue Im a model I pose for pitchersYou knowfor sexy magazines and calendars and stuff like thatI see You were posing whenWhen they snatched me yeah Couple hours ago I guess The flash bulbwent off and blinded me for a second like it always does and I seemedto be falling Then I was here Only I still dont even know where hereis Do you How come we dont weigh nothing Its ghastlyWere in a space ship Wayne told her In free fall circling earth athousand miles or so out I thought you at least knew we were in a spaceshipThe girl said Oh bull We cant be in no space ship Howd we gethere so fastThey have a matter transmitter but I havent the slightest idea of howit works Obviously its limited to living creatures or they could justas well have taken whatever it is they want instead of  You donthappen to know what a high dragon bump is do youDont be dumb Of course I  well unless its a dance or somethingI use to be a dancer ya know Sort ofWith bubbles I imagine Wayne saidTassels They was my specialty But theres more money in posing forpitchers and the work aint quite soI doubt that a high dragon bump is a dance Wayne saidThen he rubbed his chin High dragon bump Bumps and grinds Highlandfling Chinese dragon dances Hell why notThe idea of space travelers visiting earth to learn a new dance was nomore fantastic than the idea of them being here at allWayne turned his face to the door and shouted Hey is that it Adance You want us to teach you a dance called the high dragon bumpA muffled metallic voice from the other side said Nod danz BumpHuguff quigWayne shrugged and grinned weakly at Sheilah Well were makingheadway We know one thing that it isntThe girl had drifted so close to him now that he could feel the warmthof her body and smell the overwhelming fragrance of her perfumeShe put one hand on his arm and Wayne found that he had neither thestrength nor the inclination to jerk awayBut he protested weakly Now listen theres no point in youImeaneven if we did I couldnt produce a high dragon bumpWhat kind of work do you do mister Sheilah asked softly drawingherself even closer You know you aint even told me your name yetIts Wayne he said fumbling in an effort to loosen his tie so hecould breath more easily Im an instructor I teach physics at KylerCollege and Ive got a weekly science show on TV In fact Id justfinished my show when they got me I was leaving the studio startingdown the stairs Thought at first Id missed a step and was falling butI just kept falling And I landed here and  Now dont do thatWhy I wasnt doing nothing Whaddya do on your TV showI talk About science Physics Like today I was discussing theHbomb How it works you know and why the fallout is dangerousand  Oh good Gawd Seduce reduce High dragon bumpHe shoved her away from him abruptly and violently and he went hurtlingin the opposite directionWell hey Sheilah protested You dont need to get so rough Iwasnt going toShut up Wayne said I think Ive figured out what the CirissinswantHey Hey open the door he shouted Ive got to talk to youThe door opened and a Cirissin floated inSheilah turned her head away shuddering and Wayne found it wise toclose his eyes and open them little by little to grow reaccustomed tothe sight graduallyThe only thing he could think of with which to compare the Cirissins wasthe intestinal complex of an anemic elephantIt was not an entirely satisfactory comparison but then from his pointof view the Cirissins were entirely unsatisfactory creaturesEach of,41
+Produced by Roger Frank and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetTHE CUP OF FURYBOOKS BY RUPERT HUGHES The Cup of Fury The Unpardonable Sin We Cant Have Everything In a Little Town The Thirteenth Commandment Clipped Wings What Will People Say The Last Rose of Summer Empty Pockets Long Ever AgoHARPER  BROTHERS NEW YORKEstablished 1817Illustration It would be nice to be married Marie Louise reflectedif one could stay single at the same timeTHE CUP OF FURYA Novel of Cities and ShipyardsBY RUPERT HUGHESAuthor of We Cant Have Everything The Unpardonable Sin etcILLUSTRATED BY HENRY RALEIGHHARPER  BROTHERS PUBLISHERSNEW YORK AND LONDONTHE CUP OF FURY Copyright 1919 by Harper  Brothers Printed in the United States of America Published May 1919ILLUSTRATIONS  It would be nice to be married Marie Louise      reflected if one could stay single at the same      time                                              Frontispiece                                                             Facing p  He tried to swing her to the pommel but she fought      herself free and came to the ground and was almost      trampled                                                      3  This is the life for me Ive been a heroine and a      warworker about as long as I can                           75  Its beautiful overhead if youre going that way      Davidge quoted He set out briskly but Marie      Louise hung back Arent you afraid to push on      when you cant see where youre going she      demanded                                                     91  There was something hallowed and awesome about it all      It had a cathedral majesty                                  166  How quaint a custom it is for people who know each      other well and see each other in plain clothes      every day to get themselves up with meticulous      skill in the evening like Christmas parcels for      each others examination                                    235  So I have already done something more for Germany      Thats splendid Now tell me what else I can do      Nicky was too intoxicated with his success to see      through her thin disguise                                   270  Nobody recognized the lilylike beauty of Miss Webling      in the smuttyfaced passerboy crouching at      Suttons elbow                                              282BOOK IIN LONDONIllustration He tried to swing her to the pommel but she foughtherself free and came to the ground and was almost trampledTHE CUP OF FURYCHAPTER IThen the big door swung back as if of itself Marie Louise had feltthat she would scream if she were kept a moment outside The luxury ofsimply wishing the gate ajar gave her a fairybook delight enhanced bythe pleasant deference of the footman whose face seemed to be hung onthe door like a Japanese maskMarie Louise rejoiced in the dull splendor of the hall The obsoletegorgeousness of the London home had never been in good taste but hadgrown as lovable with years as do the gaudy frumperies of a rich oldrelative All the good comfortable shelter of wealth won her blessingnow as never before The stairway had something of the grand mannertoo but it condescended graciously to escort her up to her own roomand there she knew was a solitude where she could cry as hard as shewanted to and therefore usually did not want to Besides her moodnow was past crying forShe was afraid of the world afraid of the light,13
+Produced by Gary Sandino from scans generously providedby the Internet Archive httpwwwarchiveorgRobert Coverdales StruggleBy HORATIO ALGER JrAuthor of Tom Temples CareerTom Thatchers Fortune Tom Turners LegacyThe Train Boy EtcA L BURT COMPANY PUBLISHERSNEW YORKROBERT COVERDALES STRUGGLECHAPTER IA FISHERMANS CABINRobert have you seen anything of your uncleNo auntI suppose hes over at the tavern as usual said the womandespondently He drinks up about all he earns and theres littleenough left for us I hope you wont follow in his steps RobertYou may be sure I wont Aunt Jane said the boy noddingemphatically I wouldnt drink a glass of rum for a hundred dollarsGod keep you in that resolution my dear boy I dont want my sistersson to go to destruction as my husband is doingMy story opens in a small fishing village on the coast of one of the NewEngland States Robert Coverdale whom I have briefly introduced is theyoung hero whose fortunes I propose to recordHe is a strong wellmade boy with a frank honest face embrowned byexposure to the sun and wind with bright and fearless eyes and a manlylook I am afraid his dress would not qualify him to appear to advantagein a drawingroomHe wore a calico shirt and wellpatched trousers of great antiquity andstockings and cowhide shoes sadly in need of repairsSome of my welldressed boy readers living in cities and large townsmay be disposed to turn up their noses at this ragged boy and wonder atmy taste in choosing such a heroBut Robert had manly traits and in spite of his poor clothespossessed energy talent honesty and a resolute will and a boy soendowed cannot be considered poor though he does not own a dollarwhich was precisely Roberts caseIndeed I may go further and say that never in the course of his life offifteen years had he been able to boast the ownership of a hundredcentsJohn Trafton his uncle was a fisherman His small house or cabin waspicturesquely situated on the summit of a cliff at the foot of whichrolled the ocean waves and commanded a fine sea viewThat was perhaps its only recommendation for it was not only small butfurnished in the plainest and scantiest style The entire furniture ofthe house would not have brought twentyfive dollars at auction yet fortwentyfive years it had been the home of John and Jane Trafton and fortwelve years of their nephew RobertMy readers will naturally ask if the fisherman had no children of hisown There was a son who if living would be twentythree years oldbut years before he had left home and whether Ben Trafton was living ordead who could tell Nothing had been heard of him for five yearsMrs Traftons affections had only Robert for their object and to hersisters son she was warmly attachednearly as much so as if he hadbeen her own sonHer husbands love of drink had gradually alienated her from him andshe leaned upon Robert who was always ready to serve her with boyishdevotion and to protect her if need be from the threats of herhusband made surly by drinkMany days she would have gone to bed supperless but for Robert He wouldpush out to sea in his uncles boat catch a supply of fish selling apart if he could or trade a portion for groceries Indeed he did morefor the support of the family than John Trafton did himselfIts about time for supper Robert said his aunt but Ive only gota little boiled fish to offer youFish is good for the brains Aunt Jane said Robert smilingWell I suppose its no use waiting for your uncle If hes at thetavern he will stay there until he is full of liquor and then he willreel home Come in and sit down to the tableRobert entered the cabin and sat down at a side table His aunt broughthim a plate of boiled fish and a potatoI found just one potato in the cupboard Robert she saidThen eat it yourself aunt Dont give it to meNo Robert Ive got a little toast for myself There was a slice ofbread too dry to eat as it was so I toasted it and soaked it in hotwater That suits me better than the potatoHavent you any tea auntfor yourself I mean Robert added quicklyI dont care for it but I know you doI wish I had some Tea always goes to the right spot said MrsTrafton but I couldnt find a single leafWhat a pity said Robert regretfullyYes sighed Mrs Trafton we have to do without almost everything Itmight be so different if Mr Trafton wouldnt drinkDid he always drinkHes drank more or less for ten years but the habit seems to havegrown upon him Till five years ago twothirds of his earnings came tome to spend for the house but now I dont average a dollar a weekIts too bad Aunt Jane said Robert energeticallySo it is but it does no good to say so It wont mend mattersI wish I was a manI am glad you are not RobertWhy are you glad that I am a boy asked Robert in surpriseBecause when you are a man you wont stay here You will go out intothe world to better yourself and I shant blame you Then I shall beleft alone with your uncle and Heaven only knows how I shall get alongI shall starve very likelyRobert pushed back his chair from the table and looked straight at hisauntDo you think Aunt Jane he demanded indignantly that I will desertyou and leave you to shift for yourselfI said Robert that I shouldnt blame you if you did There isnt muchto stay here forI am sorry you have such a poor opinion of me Aunt Jane said the boygravely I am not quite so selfish as all that I certainly should liketo go out into the world but I wont go unless I can leave youcomfortableI should miss you Robert I cant tell how much but I dont want totie you down here when you can do,4
+Produced by The James J Kelly Library Of St GregorysUniversity and Alev AkmanTHE ARMIES OF LABORA CHRONICLE OF THE ORGANIZED WAGEEARNERSBy Samuel P OrthVOLUME 40 IN THE CHRONICLES OF AMERICA SERIES ALLEN JOHNSON EDITORNEW HAVEN YALE UNIVERSITY PRESSTORONTO GLASGOW BROOK  COLONDON HUMPHREY MILFORD OXFORD UNIVERSITY PRESS1919CONTENTS     I    THE BACKGROUND     II   FORMATIVE YEARS     III  TRANSITION YEARS     IV   AMALGAMATION     V    FEDERATION     VI   THE TRADE UNION     VII  THE RAILWAY BROTHERHOODS     VIII ISSUES AND WARFARE     IX   THE NEW TERRORISM THE IWW     X    LABOR AND POLITICS     BIBLIOGRAPHICAL NOTETHE ARMIES OF LABORCHAPTER I THE BACKGROUNDThree momentous things symbolize the era that begins its cycle withthe memorable year of 1776 the Declaration of Independence the steamengine and Adam Smiths book The Wealth of Nations The Declarationgave birth to a new nation whose millions of acres of free land were toshift the economic equilibrium of the world the engine multiplied mansproductivity a thousandfold and uprooted in a generation the customs ofcenturies the book gave to statesmen a new view of economic affairs andprofoundly influenced the course of international trade relationsThe American people as they faced the approaching age with theexperiences of the race behind them fashioned many of theirinstitutions and laws on British models This is true to such an extentthat the subject of this book the rise of labor in America cannot beunderstood without a preliminary survey of the British industrial systemnor even without some reference to the feudal system of which Englishsociety for many centuries bore the marks and to which many relicsof tenure and of class and governmental responsibility may be tracedFeudalism was a society in which the status of an individual was fixedhe was underman or overman in a rigid social scale according as heconsidered his relation to his superiors or to his inferiors Whatevermovement there was took place horizontally in the same class or on thesame social level The movement was not vertical as it so frequently istoday and men did not ordinarily rise above the social level of theirbirth never by design and only perhaps by rare accident or genius Itwas a little world of lords and serfs of knights who graced court andcastle jousted at tournaments or fought upon the field of battleand of serfs who toiled in the fields served in the castle or as theretainers of the knight formed the crude soldiery of medieval daysFor their labor and allegiance they were clothed and housed and fedYet though there were feast days gay with the color of pageantry andprocession the worker was always in a servile state an undermandependent upon his master and sometimes looking upon his condition aslittle better than slaveryWith the breakup of this rigid system came in England the emancipationof the serf the rise of the artisan class and the beginnings ofpeasant agriculture That personal gravitation which always drawstogether men of similar ambitions and tasks now began to worksignificant changes in the economic order The peasantry more or lessscattered in the country found it difficult to unite their powers forredressing their grievances although there were some peasant revoltsof no mean proportions But the artisans of the towns were soon groupedinto powerful organizations called guilds so carefully managed and sowell disciplined that they dominated every craft and controlledevery detail in every trade The relation of master to journeyman andapprentice the wages hours quantity and quality of the output wereall minutely regulated Merchant guilds similarly constituted alsoprospered The magnificent guild halls that remain in our day aremonuments of the power and splendor of these organizations that madethe towns of the later Middle Ages flourishing centers of trade ofhandicrafts and of art As towns developed they dealt the final blowto an agricultural system based on feudalism they became cities ofrefuge for the runaway serfs and their charters insuring political andeconomic freedom gave them superior advantages for tradingThe guild system of manufacture was gradually replaced by the domesticsystem The workmans cottage standing in its garden housed the loomand the spinning wheel and the entire family was engaged in labor athome But the workman thus apparently independent was not the ownerof either the raw material or the finished product A middleman or agentbrought him the wool carried away the cloth and paid him his hireDaniel Defoe who made a tour of Britain in 17946 left a picture ofrural England in this period often called the golden age of labor Theland he says was divided into small inclosures from two acres to sixor seven each seldom more every three or four pieces of land had anhouse belonging to themhardly an house standing out of a speakingdistance from another We could see at every house a tenter and onalmost every tenter a piece of cloth or kersie or shalloon At everyconsiderable house was a manufactory Every clothier keeps onehorse at least to carry his manufactures to the market and every onegenerally keeps a cow or two or more for his family By this means thesmall pieces of inclosed land about each house are occupied for theyscarce sow corn enough to feed their poultry  The houses are full oflusty fellows some at the dye vat some at the looms others dressingthe clothes the women or children carding or spinning being allemployed from the youngest to the oldestBut more significant than these changes was the rise of the socalledmercantile system in which the state took under its care industrialdetails that were formerly regulated by the town or guild This systembeginning in the sixteenth century and lasting through the eighteenthhad for its prime object the upbuilding of national trade The statein order to insure the homogeneous development of trade and industrydictated the prices of commodities It prescribed the laws ofapprenticeship and the,75
+Produced by Meredith Bach Stephanie Eason and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet Thisfile was produced from images generously made availableby The Internet ArchiveAmerican Libraries  BETELGUESE  _A TRIP THROUGH HELL_  By JEAN LOUIS De ESQUE  _Author of The Flight of a Soul etc_  JERSEY CITY  CONNOISSEURS PRESS  1908  Copyright 1907 and 1908 by  _Jean Louis de Esque_  _Entered at Stationers Hall London E C_  _All Rights Reserved_TO  Those that felt the wand of Muse  Queen Posys shaft of subtle art  Seared to the distant heights of blue  Past onyx lees that Sunsets dyed  And put to Vellum Couplets fuse  Sped same to Fate with timid heart  Then shed dim tears in Sorrows pew  This works respectfully inscribedPREFACETo the readers of this poem an apology is needed for affixing thereto apraem Some friends of mine have been plaguing me beyond the restrictiveline of Patience for the true cause of conceiving the accompanyingcollection of words balderdash or what you will some even asseveratingwith the eruditeness of an Aristole that it was a nebulous idea anembryonic form of thought hibernating within the cavities of my sinciputsinner apex the remnants of that wild phantasmagoric dream of viciousvulpine labyrinths of hell partly expounded in my The Flight of aSoulNow to satisfy everybody but my friends I throw my prejudices to the windsand confess to wit That I with the buckler of Will wooed Oblivion onSeptember the sixth at exactly 5 PM having been up at my desk maulingand drubbing the English language with a vengeance for thirtysixconsecutive hours and that I awoke at 1230 AM that selfsame night withthe entire contents of the accompanying have as yet not decided inwhat category the critics will consign this weird hypotyposis of theSupernal jingling through my tired brain I set to work at exactly 1245AM and wrote until our esteemed companions of the nocturnal hours ceasedtheir unloved music mosquitos 505 AM hied myself back to bed andhypothecated as many winks as Dame Slumber saw fit to allot to me who amat continued war with her silent wand The same tactics were employedduring the succeeding fifteen nights wherein I penned eight thousand onehundred and sixteen 8116 lines This is the truth the whole andintegral truth and nothing but the unexpurgated truth so help me Museshes blind as a bat and Satan of whom Ive writ in such an unbecomingmanner that henceforth I must perforce seek my future Elysian in otherhaunts than those of the above named Cosmopoietics own for fear that hisuncoped wrath may blast me into an apefaced minstrel or like oneredhaired varlet draped with the cognomen of Nero use my unbleachedbones for illuminating the highway to his insidiate lairTo the readers this question may present itself to wit Why place Hell inthe bowels of Betelguese Why not the sun or moonIn the first instance the former sphere is eliminated as a possibility onaccount of its nature Being a huge nucleous mass of aëriform fluidnothing containing animal or vegetable life could possibly exist eitheron or within its bowels The moon too is excluded for the same reason asis our earth it having at one time been a part of the latter broken offby one of the giant planets long before the pleioncene era Betelguesebeing a celestial pariah an outcast the largest of all known comets oroutlawed suns in the universe and further so long as Hell has not beendefinitely placed why not figure this hybrid planet as a possibilityAstronomers throughout the world remember the colossal outburst in theconstellation Perseus that occurred on February 20 1901 when one sunexploded or two made collision with appalling force It was observedthrough telescopes and could be seen with the naked eye in full daylightBoth suns were destroyed as sunsthat is they were turned into thin gasand vanished from sight of the largest telescope within less than a yearHad each sun been the centre of a system of eight worlds like our sun andimagine each world sixteen in all to be inhabited with human beingsthen they all perished in a short time after collision and died of whatthe astronomers call fervent heatVega far more larger than our sun appears stationary Our sun with itsfamily of moons and comets is moving toward it at the fearful pace offourteen miles per second At its present rate of speedand if Vega isreally a fixed planetthen our sun would reach it in 320000 yearsHowever it is a known certainty that the quantity of matter that isinvisible is so much greater than the visible that the visible may beignored There may too be hundreds of millions of dark bodies extinctconstellations far larger than our own sun Any one of these couldapproach our solar system and annihilate it with its impact for inpassing the orbit of the earth on their way around the sun they attain aregular velocity of 2612 miles per second If one of these dark cometsshould overtake the earth and strike it the velocity of impact would beabout eight miles per second but if it should meet the earth in a headoncollision the speed when it struck would be fortyfive miles persecond a momentum beyond the power of the brain to fathomindeed mancan not think of sixty miles per minute Let a solid nucleous collide withthe earth and imagination would reel at the resultThe earth moves over 1812 miles every second and this added to orsubtracted from 2612 makes 45 or 8 If a comet should strike at rightangles to the direction of the earths motion the speed of collision wouldbe 2612 miles But 8 2612 or even 15 would hurl destruction if largeenoughA visible change is taking place in the giant sun Betelguese Its nebulæis slowly but surely disappearing One hundred years hence it may be adark planet invisible to even the most powerful telescope However Hellwill reign on through eons and eons and if this sun or any othercontains its kingdom and mankind lives for,3
+Produced by Delphine Lettau and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet This file wasproduced from images generously made available by TheInternet ArchiveAmerican LibrariesIllustration  THE KING WAS IN THE PARLOR COUNTING OUT HIS MONEY  THE QUEEN WAS IN THE KITCHEN EATING BREAD  HONEY  THE MAID WAS IN THE GARDEN HANGING OUT THE CLOTHES  THERE CAME A LITTLE BLACKBIRD  PECKED OFF HER NOSEThe Home TreasuryTRADITIONAL NURSERY SONGSofENGLANDwithPICTURES BY EMINENT MODERN ARTISTSEDITED BYFELIX SUMMERLYLONDON JOSEPH CUNDALL 12 OLD BOND STREET1843_The Copyright of these Works is registered pursuant to Statute 5 and 6Vic c 45_PREFACESo my dear Madam you think Nursery Songs mere trash not worthutterance or remembrance and beneath the dignity of the march of mindof our days I would bow to your judgment but you always talk so loudin the midst of a song look grave at a jokeand the leaves of thatcopy of Wordsworths Poems presented to you on your birthdayI willnot say how many years ago still remain uncut Facts like these andothers constantly occurring prove that your ear cannot relish melodyand that poetry does not touch your feelings Besides you are stillunmarried and you say I record it with regret you hate childrenDoubtless you were never born a child yourselfIt is to mothers sisters kindhearted aunts and even fathers who aresummoned to become unwilling vocalists at break of day by younggentlemen and ladies of two years old and to all having the charge ofchildren who are alive to the importance of cultivating their naturalkeenness for rhyme rhythm melody and instinctive love for fun that Ioffer this first part of a collection of Traditional Nursery Songs ThisCollection has been in progress for more than ten years and it is nowpublished after a revision with all the editions by Ritson andothers that I have been able to meet withThe Pictures though made especially for the benefit of my youngaudience will not I feel pretty sure be uninteresting to moreadvanced connoisseurs I am not at liberty to mention the names of theartists who in their kind sympathies for children have obliged me withthem It is a mystery to be unravelled by the little people themselveswho as they advance in a knowledge and love of beauty will not fail torecognize in the works of some of the best of our painters of familiarlife the pencils of those who gave them early lessons in genuine artTRADITIONAL NURSERY SONGS  A diller a dollar  A ten oclock scholar  What makes you come so soon  You used to come at ten oclock  And now you come at noon  A long tailed pig or a short tailed pig  Or a pig without a tail  A sow pig or a boar pig  Or a pig with a curly tail  As I was going up Pippen hill    Pippen hill was dirty  There I met a pretty Miss    And she dropt me a curtsey  Little Miss pretty Miss    Blessings light upon you  If I had half a crown a day    Id spend it all upon you  Baa baa black sheep have you any wool  Yes marry have I three bags full  One for my master and one for my dame  And one for the little boy that lives in the lane  Bless you bless you bonnie bee  Say when will your wedding be  If it be tomorrow day  Take your wings and fly away  Bonnie lass bonnie lass wilt thou be mine  Thou shalt neither wash dishes nor serve the swine  But sit on a cushion and sow up a seam  And thou shalt have strawberries sugar and creamIllustration BYE O MY BABY  Bye baby bunting  Fathers gone a hunting  To get a little rabbitskin  To lap his little baby in    Bye O my baby    When I was a lady  Oh then my poor babe didnt cry    But my baby is weeping    For want of good keeping  Oh I fear my poor baby will die  Cockadoodledoo  My dame has lost her shoe  Masters broke his fiddlestick  And dont know what to do  Cold and raw the north wind doth blow    Bleak in the morning early  All the hills are covered with snow    And winters now come fairly  Come lets to bed says Sleepyhead    Lets stay awhile says Slow  Put on the pot says Greedygut    Well sup before we go  Cross Patch draw the latch    Sit by the fire and spin  Take a cup and drink it up    And call your neighbours in  Cushy Cow bonny let down thy milk  And I will give thee a gown of silk  A gown of silk and a silver tee  If thou will let down thy milk to me  Daffydowndilly has come up to town    In a yellow petticoat and a green gownIllustration  COME LETS GO TO BED SAYS SLEEPYHEAD  LETS STAY AWHILE SAYS SLOW  PUT ON THE POT SAYS GREEDYGUT  WELL SUP BEFORE WE GO  Danty baby diddy    What can mammy do wide    Sit in a lap    And give ye some pap  Danty baby diddy  Did you not hear of Betty Pringles pig  It was not very little nor yet very big  The pig sat down upon a dunghill  And there poor piggy he made his will  Betty Pringle came to see this pretty pig  That was not very little nor yet very big  This little piggy it lay down and died  And Betty,3
+Produced by Barbara Tozier Bill Tozier Christine D andthe Online Distributed Proofreading Team athttpwwwpgdpnetIllustration  The BookLovers Library  Edited by  Henry B Wheatley FSA  HOW  TO FORM A LIBRARYBYHB WHEATLEY FSA_SECOND EDITION_  NEW YORK  AC ARMSTRONG  SON BROADWAY  LONDON ELLIOT STOCK  1886_PREFACE__It will be generally allowed that a handy guide to the formation oflibraries is required but it may be that the difficulty of doing justiceto so large a subject has prevented those who felt the want fromattempting to fill it I hope therefore that it will not be consideredthat I have shown temerity by stepping into the vacant place I cannothope to have done full justice to so important a theme in the small spaceat my disposal but I think I can say that this little volume containsmuch information which the librarian and the book lover require and cannoteasily obtain elsewhere They are probably acquainted with most of thisinformation but the memory will fail us at times and it is thenconvenient to have a record at hand__A book of this character is peculiarly open to criticism but I hope thecritics will give me credit for knowing more than I have set down Inmaking a list of books of reference I have had to make a selection andworks have been before me that I have decided to omit although some wouldthink them as important as many of those I have included__I need not extend this preface with any lengthy explanation of theobjects of the book as these are stated in the Introduction but beforeconcluding I may perhaps be allowed to allude to one personalcircumstance I had hoped to dedicate this first volume of the BookLovers Library to HENRY BRADSHAW one of the most original and mostlearned bibliographers that ever lived but before it was finished thespirit of that great man had passed away to the inexpressible grief of allwho knew him It is with no desire to shield myself under the shelter of agreat name but with a reverent wish to express my own sense of ourirreparable loss that I dedicate this book though all unworthy of thehonour to his memory_CONTENTS        PAGE  INTRODUCTION                                             1  CHAPTER I HOW MEN HAVE FORMED LIBRARIES                23                  II HOW TO BUY                          57                 III PUBLIC LIBRARIES                    73                  IV PRIVATE LIBRARIES                   89                   V GENERAL BIBLIOGRAPHIES             141                  VI SPECIAL BIBLIOGRAPHIES             160                 VII PUBLISHING SOCIETIES               184                VIII CHILDS LIBRARY                    217                  IX ONE HUNDRED BOOKS                  227HOW TO FORM A LIBRARYINTRODUCTIONAlthough there can be little difference of opinion among book lovers as tothe need of a Handbook which shall answer satisfactorily thequestionHow to Form a Libraryit does not follow that there will be alike agreement as to the best shape in which to put the answer On the oneside a string of generalities can be of no use to any one and on theother a too great particularity of instruction may be resented by thosewho only require hints on a few points and feel that they know their ownbusiness better than any author can tell themOne of the most important attempts to direct the wouldbe founder of aLibrary in his way was made as long ago as 1824 by Dr Dibdin and theresult was entitled _The Library Companion_1 The book could never havebeen a safe guide and now it is hopelessly out of date Tastes changeand many books upon the necessity of possessing which Dibdin enlarges arenow little valued Dr Hill Burton writes of this book as follows in his_BookHunter_ This it will be observed is not intended as a manual ofrare or curious or in any way peculiar books but as the instruction of aNestor on the best books for study and use in all departments ofliterature Yet one will look in vain there for such names as MontaigneShaftesbury Benjamin Franklin DAlembert Turgot Adam SmithMalebranche Lessing Goethe Schiller Fénélon Burke Kant RichterSpinoza Flechier and many others Characteristically enough if you turnup Rousseau in the index you will find Jean Baptiste but not JeanJacques You,35
+Produced by The James J Kelly Library Of St GregorysUniversity Dianne Bean Joseph Buersmeyer and Alev AkmanTHE HISPANIC NATIONS OF THE NEW WORLDA CHRONICLE OF OUR SOUTHERN NEIGHBORSBy William R ShepherdNew Haven Yale University PressToronto Glasgow Brook  CoLondon Humphrey MilfordOxford University Press1919CONTENTS     I THE HERITAGE FROM SPAIN AND PORTUGAL     II OUR OLD KING OR NONE     III INDEPENDENCE OR DEATH     IV PLOUGHING THE SEA     V THE AGE OF THE DICTATORS     VI PERIL FROM ABROAD     VII GREATER STATES AND LESSER     VIII ON THE MARGIN OF INTERNATIONAL LIFE     IX THE REPUBLICS OF SOUTH AMERICA     X MEXICO IN REVOLUTION     XI THE REPUBLICS OF THE CARIBBEAN     XII PANAMERICANISM AND THE GREAT WAR     BIBLIOGRAPHICAL NOTETHE HISPANIC NATIONS OF THE NEW WORLDCHAPTER I THE HERITAGE FROM SPAIN AND PORTUGALAt the time of the American Revolution most of the New World stillbelonged to Spain and Portugal whose captains and conquerors hadbeen the first to come to its shores Spain had the lions share butPortugal held Brazil in itself a vast land of unsuspected resourcesNo empire mankind had ever yet known rivaled in size the illimitabledomains of Spain and Portugal in the New World and none displayed suchremarkable contrasts in land and people Boundless plains and forestsswamps and deserts mighty mountain chains torrential streams andmajestic rivers marked the surface of the country This vast territorystretched from the temperate prairies west of the Mississippi down tothe steaming lowlands of Central America then up through tablelands inthe southern continent to high plateaus miles above sea level wherethe sun blazed and the cold dry air was hard to breathe and thenhigher still to the lofty peaks of the Andes clad in eternal snow orpouring fire and smoke from their summits in the clouds and thence tothe lower temperate valleys grassy pampas and undulating hills of thefar southScattered over these vast colonial domains in the Western World weresomewhere between 12000000 and 19000000 people subject to Spain andperhaps 3000000 to Portugal the great majority of them were Indiansand negroes the latter predominating in the lands bordering on theCaribbean Sea and along the shores of Brazil Possibly onefourth ofthe inhabitants came of European stock including not only Spaniards andtheir descendants but also the folk who spoke English in the Floridasand French in LouisianaDuring the centuries which had elapsed since the entry of the Spaniardsand Portuguese into these regions an extraordinary fusion of races hadtaken place White red and black had mingled to such an extent thatthe bulk of the settled population became halfcaste Only in the moretemperate regions of the far north and south where the aborigines werecomparatively few or had disappeared altogether did the whites remainracially distinct Socially the Indian and the negro counted for littleThey constituted the laboring class on whom all the burdens fell and forwhom advantages in the body politic were scant Legally the Indian underSpanish rule stood on a footing of equality with his white fellowsand many a gifted native came to be reckoned a force in the communitythough his social position remained a subordinate one Most of thenegroes were slaves and were more kindly treated by the Spaniards thanby the PortugueseThough divided among themselves the Europeans were everywherepolitically dominant The Spaniard was always an individualist Besideshe often brought from the Old World petty provincial traditions whichwere intensified in the New The inhabitants of towns many of which hadbeen founded quite independently of one another knew little about theirremote neighbors and often were quite willing to convert their ignoranceinto prejudice The dweller in the uplands and the resident on the coastwere wont to view each other with disfavor The one was thought heavyand stupid the other frivolous and lazy Native Spaniards regarded theCreoles or American born as persons who had degenerated more or lessby their contact with the aborigines and the wilderness For their partthe Creoles looked upon the Spaniards as upstarts and intruders whosesole claim to consideration lay in the privileges dispensed them by thehome government In testimony of this attitude they coined for theiroversea kindred numerous nicknames which were more expressive thancomplimentary While the Creoles held most of the wealth and of thelower offices the Spaniards enjoyed the perquisites and emoluments ofthe higher postsThough objects of disdain to both these masters the Indians generallypreferred the Spaniard to the Creole The Spaniard represented a distantauthority interested in the welfare of its humbler subjects and cameless into actual daily contact with the natives While it would hardlybe correct to say that the Spaniard was viewed as a protector and theCreole as an oppressor yet the aborigines unconsciously made somesuch hazy distinction if indeed they did not view all Europeans withsuspicion and dislike In Brazil the relation of classes was much thesame except that here the native element was much less conspicuous as asocial factorThese distinctions were all the more accentuated by the absence bothof other European peoples and of a definite middle class of any raceEverywhere in the areas tenanted originally by Spaniards and Portuguesethe European of alien stock was unwelcome even though he obtained agrudging permission from the home governments to remain a colonist InBrazil owing to the close commercial connections between Great Britainand Portugal foreigners were not so rigidly excluded as in SpanishAmerica The Spaniard was unwilling that lands so rich in naturaltreasures should be thrown open to exploitation by others even if thenewcomer professed the Catholic faith The heretic was denied admissionas a matter of course Had the foreigner been allowed to enter the riskof such exploitation doubtless would have been increased but a middleclass might have arisen to weld the the discordant factions into asociety which had common desires and aspirations With the developmentof commerce and industry with the growth of activities which bringmen into touch with each other in everyday affairs something,24
+Produced by Mark C Orton SD and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet This file wasproduced from images generously made available by TheInternet ArchiveBYWAYS OF GHOSTLAND                      BYWAYS OF                     GHOSTLAND                         BY                  ELLIOTT ODONNELL                      AUTHOR OF      SOME HAUNTED HOUSES OF ENGLAND AND WALES    HAUNTED HOUSES OF LONDON GHOSTLY PHENOMENA  DREAMS AND THEIR MEANINGS SCOTTISH GHOST TALES             TRUE GHOST TALES ETC ETC             WILLIAM RIDER AND SON LIMITED            164 Aldersgate St London EC                         1911CONTENTS  CHAP                                                  PAGE    1 THE UNKNOWN BRAIN                                    1    2 THE OCCULT IN SHADOWS                               21    3 OBSESSION POSSESSION                               28    4 OCCULT HOOLIGANS                                    47    5 SYLVAN HORRORS                                      56    6 COMPLEX HAUNTINGS AND OCCULT BESTIALITIES           80    7 VAMPIRES WEREWOLVES FOXWOMEN ETC             110    8 DEATHWARNINGS AND FAMILY GHOSTS                   132    9 SUPERSTITIONS AND FORTUNES                         153   10 THE HAND OF GLORY THE BLOODY HAND OF ULSTER         THE SEVENTH SON BIRTHMARKS NATURES         DEVIL SIGNALS PREEXISTENCE THE FUTURE         PROJECTION TELEPATHY ETC                      176   11 OCCULT INHABITANTS OF THE SEA AND RIVERS           198   12 BUDDHAS AND BOGGLE CHAIRS                          210       INDEX                                              244BYWAYS OF GHOSTLANDCHAPTER ITHE UNKNOWN BRAINWhether all that constitutes mans spiritual nature that is to say ALLhis mind is inseparably amalgamated with the whitish mass of softmatter enclosed in his cranium and called his brain is a question thatmust one supposes be ever open to debateOne knows that this whitish substance is the centre of the nervoussystem and the seat of consciousness and volition and from theconstant study of character by type or by phrenology one may even go onto deduce with reason that in this protoplasmic substancein each ofthe numerous cells into which it is divided and subdividedare locatedthe human faculties Hence it would seem that one may rationallyconclude that all mans vital force all that comprises hismind_ie_ the power in him that conceives remembers reasonswillsis so wrapped up in the actual matter of his cerebrum as to beincapable of existing apart from it and that as a natural sequencethereto on the dissolution of the brain the mind and everythingpertaining to the mind dies with itthere is no future life becausethere is nothing left to surviveSuch a condition if complete annihilation can be so named is the oneand only conclusion to the doctrine that mindcrude undiagnosedmindis dependent on matter a doctrine confirmed by the apparent factsthat injury to the cranium is accompanied by unconsciousness andprotracted loss of memory and that the sanity of the,11
+Produced by Al HainesTranscribers notes Extensive research found no evidence that theUS copyright on this publication was renewedPages 31 and 32 were missing from the source book  If you shouldhappen to have a copy of this book with the missing pages pleaseemail scans of them to Project Gutenbergs Errata system aterrata_AT_pglaforgTHE MONK OF HAMBLETON_By_ARMSTRONG LIVINGSTONNEW YORKRAE D HENKLE CO Inc Publishers1928COPYRIGHT 1928By RAE D HENKLE Co INCManufactured in the United States_THE AUTHOR__Armstrong Livingston was born in New York City and was educated at StGeorges School Newport R I and in Europe  He began a writingcareer in 1918  He has traveled extensively and for the past two yearshe and Mrs Livingston have made their home in Algiers with occasionaltrips to Paris and London  He is the author of the followingbooksall mystery stories_  THE MONK OF HAMBLETON  THE MYSTERY OF THE TWIN RUBIES  THE JUJU MAN  ON THE RIGHT WRISTS  LIGHTFINGERED LADIES  THE GUILTY ACCUSERCONTENTSCHAPTER     I  SAYING IT WITH FRUIT    II  THE HEAD OF THE TRAIL   III  A WARNING    IV  THE LEGEND OF THE MONK     V  MISS LUCYS MAN    VI  AN AUNT IN NEED   VII  OUT OF THE PAST  VIII  TWO VICTIMS OF THEFT    IX  SIMON SEEKS ADVICE     X  CREIGHTON TAKES THE CASE    XI  CHECKERS AND CHICANE   XII  STARLIGHT ON STEEL  XIII  A DEDUCTION OR TWO   XIV  LUCY VARR    XV  TREASURE TROVE   XVI  A WOMAN OF NOTE  XVII  AN ARREST Is MADE XVIII  SOME OLD MEN ARE OUT   XIX  AMONG THOSE PRESENT    XX  H ANTEUS KRECH   XXI  TWILIGHT  XXII  A CRY IN THE NIGHT XXIII  THE DARKEST HOUR  XXIV  BEYOND THE STARSTHE MONK OF HAMBLETON_I Saying It With Fruit_The weatherbeaten buildings that comprised the plant of the Varr andBolt tannery occupied a scant five acres of ground a short halfmilefrom the eastern edge of the village of Hambleton  They were ofoldtype brick construction dingy without and gloomy within and noone unacquainted with the facts could have guessed from theirdilapidated and defected exteriors that they represented a sound andthriving business  It was typical of Simon Varr that outward air ofshabbiness and neglect it was said of him that he knew how to exactthe last ounce of efficiency from men and material without theexpenditure of a single superfluous pennyAn eightfoot board fence surrounded the property on three sides thefourth being bounded by a sluggish disreputable creek whose fetidwaters seemed to crawl onward even more slowly after receiving thenoisome waste liquor from the tanpits  At only one point thatnearest the village did any of the buildings touch the encirclingfence  There its sweep was broken by the facade of a squat twostorystructure of yellow brick which contained the offices of the concernand the big bare room in which a few decrepit clerks pursued theiruninspiring labors  Admission to this building and through it to theyard was by way of a stout oaken door on which the word _Private_ wasstencilled in white paint  Just above the lettering at the height ofa mans eyes a small Judas had been cuta comparatively recentinnovation to judge from the freshness of its chiselled edgesOn the afternoon of a warm latesummer day a number ofmentwentyfive or thirtywere loitering outside this door in variousattitudes of leisure and repose  They were a sorry unkempt lotpoorly clothed and unshaven sullen of face and wearyeyed  When theymoved it was languidly when they spoke it was with brevity in tiredtoneless voices  All of them looked hungry and many of them were forit was the end of the third week of their strikeThe faintest flicker of animation stirred them as they were presentlyjoined by a roughlydressed man who sauntered up from the direction ofthe village though it is safe to suppose that some of them were movedto interest less by the newcomer himself than by the fact that he wascarrying a huge ripe tomato in one hand  He nodded a greeting that wasreturned by them in kind and it was some moments before the mostenergetic of their number crystallized their listless curiosity in asingle questionAny news CharlieNothin to git excited aboutI seen you talkin to Graham a while agoUhhuh  Grahams a good sport even if he is standin in with thbossesHes only lookin out for himself said the spokesman judicially andtightened his belt by one hole  There was a murmur of assent from theothers  A man has to in this worldUhhuh  And thats why were strikin now for a livin wage anddecent workin conditions  Were just lookin out for ourselvesbecause no one else willDont see as were gettin em ventured a pessimist mournfullyGraham say anythinSaid wed oughter give in  Thats what wed expect _him_ to sayaint it  But I was talkin to one of the clerks feller namedStevens and _he_ says that theres a lot of big orders on th booksthat aint goin to be filled if we dont go back to work  Reckonthatll give old Varr somethin to think aboutThey contemplated this hopeful scrap of information in a silence brokenfinally by the pessimist who contributed a morsel of personal historyby no means as irrelevant to the subject as it soundedWimpelheimer just shook his head when I went to him this noon for abit of meat  He was nice enough about it but he says three or fourfellers left town last week owin him money an he cant figure nowayshow were goin to win this strike  Hes lookin out for himself tooUhhuh  Charlies favorite expression of agreement was slightlyblurred by a mouthful,47
+Produced by Rita Farinha and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet This file wasproduced from images generously made available by NationalLibrary of Portugal Biblioteca Nacional de Portugal     Nota de editor Devido à quantidade de erros tipográficos     existentes neste texto foram tomadas várias decisões quanto à     versão final Em caso de dúvida a grafia foi mantida de acordo com     o original No final deste livro encontrará a lista de erros     corrigidos                                             Rita Farinha Nov 2009O CULTO DA ARTEEMPORTUGAL_RAMALHO ORTIGÃO_O CULTO DA ARTE EM PORTUGAL_Monumentos architectonicosRestauraçõesDesacatosPintura e esculpturaArtes industriaesO genio e o trabalho do povoIndifferença oficialDecadenciaAnarchia estheticaDesnacionalisação da arteDissolução dos sentimentosUrgencia de uma reforma_LISBOAAntonio Maria Pereira LivreiroEditor50Rua Augusta521896Typographia da Academia Real das Sciencias de Lisboa_Á Commissão dos Monumentos Nacionaes_dedica respeitosamenteeste humilde trabalho_O AUCTOR_Durante a Renascença e ainda atravez da Edade Média tãoinsufficientemente conhecida no enigma da sua cultura artistica osreis os monges os fidalgos os burguezes enriquecidos ostentavam ofausto e a pompa hierarchica não sómente construindo palacios ecastellos que enobreciam os logares que elles habitavam mas erigindobasilicas e cathedraes em que se concentravam todos os esforços dotalento de uma raça e eram verdadeiramente os palacios do povo doadosmagnanimamente pelos mais poderosos aos mais humildes em nome de Deusem nome do rei em honra da patriaNesses edificios incomparaveis se achavam colligidas como em escolasmonumentaes como em museus portentosos todas as maravilhas dasciencia da poesia e da arte A esculptura architectural a estatuariados mausoleus a imaginaria dos altares a illuminura dos missaes apintura das vidraçarias a talha dos retabulos subordinavamse a umpensamento commum expresso num vasto symbolismo comprehendendo asfecundidades da terra e do mar o trabalho do homem nos seusdesfallecimentos e nos seus triumphos a perturbação dos sentidos pelopeccado a fatalidade do sangue o horror do universal aniquilamento eo vôo da alma para Deus levada por um immortal instincto de amor depaz de verdade e de justiçaDentro dessas egrejas ameaçadas hoje de proxima ruina ou inteiramentearruinadas se celebravam todos os actos da vida religiosa da vidacivil e da vida domestica Ahi se casavam os noivos se baptisavam osfilhos se sepultavam os paes Ahi se ungiam os reis velavam as armasos cavalleiros professavam os monges benziamse os fructos da terraas bandeiras das hostes as ferramentas da lavoura e os pendões dosofficios Ahi se discutiam os interesses do povo os direitos asfranquias os foros da communa Ahi se prégava o Evangelho se resava amissa e se representavam os autos populares da vida de Jesus e dos seussantos e nas vigilias da Natividade da Epiphania e da Paschoa quandoo orgão emudecia no coro e se calavam os cantos liturgicos o povobailava ao longo da nave sob as abobadas gothicas ou sob as cupulasbysantinas e as lôas e os villancicos entoados pelos fieis subiampara o ceu com a fragancia das flores e com o fumo dos thuribulos aorepique das castanholas e ao rufar dos adufesAo lado dos brazões e das divisas heraldicas pendiam dos muros os votosmodestos dos mais obscuros mesteiraes dos mais humildes braceirosEsse alcaçar dos pobres que era a egreja medieval alcaçar maissumptuoso que o de nenhum rei dava asylo incondicional inviolavel esagrado aos maltrapilhos aos villões aos mendigos aos lazaros e áslazaras de todas as lepras do corpo e da alma aos tinhosos aos nusaos imbecis aos ignorantes aos criminosos ás mulheres adulteras ásmancebas ás mundanarias ás barregãsO egoismo dos tempos modernos tornanos incompativeis com o commetimentode tão grandes obras Creamos instituições de caridade fazemosregulamentos de assistencia publica e vangloriamonos de haver definidopela revolução liberal o dogma da fraternidade humana mas somosfundamentalmente incapazes de consagrar á pratica das virtudes de quejulgamos ter na historia o monopolio monumentos como aquelles quenossos avós lhe levantaram _a proll do comum e aproveitança da terra_dando em resultado que o mais andrajoso mendigo da portaria do mosteirode Alcobaça ou do mosteiro de Santa Cruz com o seu alforge ao pescoço ea sua escudella debaixo do braço participava além da ração quotidianaque se lhe distribuia pelo caldeirão da communidade de um agasalho deprincipe e de um luxo darte com que hoje não competem os maiorespotentados os quaes em suas casas e para seu recreio intimo se rodeiamde todas as joias artisticas de que pela abolição dos vinculos e pelaextinção das ordens religiosas se apoderou o moderno commercio dobricàbracFaltanos a alta noção de solidariedade patriotica faltanos o desapegodos bens de fortuna faltanos o largo espirito de abnegação faltanosa illimitada liberalidade cavalleirosa e faltanos a fé dos nossosavósNa architectura trabalhamos unicamente para nós mesmos sem cuidados defuturo sem pensamento de continuidade de raça ou de familiadeslembrados de que teremos vindouros e de que teremos netosEntre as nossas antigas construcções hydraulicas ha o aqueducto deElvas que levou cem annos a fazer Varias gerações successivasacarretaram para essa construcção os materiaes e lentamentepacientemente foram collocando pedra sobre pedra para que um dia aagua chegasse a Elvas e bebessem della os netos dos netos daquellesque de tão longe principiaram a recolhela e a canalisala Uma talempresa é a humilhação e a vergonha do nosso tempo imcapaz de pagar comegual carinho ao futuro aquillo que deve á previdencia aos sacrificiose aos desvelos do passadoO nosso ideal na arte de construir é que a obra se faça em pouco tempo epor pouco dinheiro Vamos abandonando cada vez mais de dia para dia apedra e a madeira em que é nimiamente moroso para a morbida inquietaçãodo nosso espirito o trabalho de desbaste de esquadria e de lavorAdoptamos como material typico do nosso systema de edificar o ferro otijolo e a pasta A casa cessou de ser uma obra de architectura para seconverter em uma empreitada de engenharia e os delicados artistas dapedra da madeira e do ferro forjado abdicam da sua antiga missãoperante os subalternos obreiros,18
+Produced by Roger Frank and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetWILD ORANGESWILD ORANGESBYJOSEPH HERGESHEIMERILLUSTRATED WITH SCENES FROMKING VIDORS PHOTOPLAYA GOLDWYN PICTUREGROSSET  DUNLAPPUBLISHERSNEW YORKMade in the United States of AmericaCOPYRIGHT 1918 BY ALFRED A KNOPF IncPublished April 1918 in a volume now out of printentitled Gold and Iron and then reprinted twiceFirst published separately March 1922TO GEORGE HORACE LORIMERWILD ORANGESIThe ketch drifted into the serene inclosure of the bay as silently asthe reflections moving over the mirrorlike surface of the waterBeyond a low arm of land that hid the sea the western sky was asingle clear yellow farther on the left the pale incalculably oldlimbs of cypress their roots bare were hung with gathering shadowsas delicate as their own faint foliage The stillness was emphasizedby the ceaseless murmur of the waves breaking on the far seawardbarsJohn Woolfolk brought the ketch up where he intended to anchor andcalled to the stooping whiteclad figure in the bow Let go Therewas an answering splash a sudden rasp of hawser the booms swungidle and the yacht imperceptibly settled into her berth The wheelturned impotently and absentminded John Woolfolk locked it Hedropped his long form on a carpetcovered folding chair near by Hewas tired His sailor Poul Halvard moved about with a noiseless andswift efficiency he rolled and cased the jib and then with ahandful of canvas stops secured and covered the mainsail andproceeded aft to the jigger Unlike Woolfolk Halvard was shortasquare figure with a smooth deeptanned countenance colorless andsteady pale blue eyes His mouth closed so tightly that it appearedimmovable as if it had been carved from some obdurate material thatopened for the necessities of neither speech nor sustenanceTall John Woolfolk was darkly tanned too and had a grey gazeby turns sharply focused with bright black pupils and blanklyintrospective He was garbed in white flannels with bare ankles andsandals and an old collarless silk shirt with sleeves rolledback on virile arms incongruously tattooed with gauzy greencicadasHe stayed motionless while Halvard put the yacht in order for thenight The days passage through twisting inland waterways the hazardof the tides on shifting flats the continual concentration on detailsat once trivial and highly necessary had been more wearing than thecyclone the ketch had weathered off Barbuda the year before They hadbeen landbound since dawn and all day John Woolfolks instinct hadrevolted against the fields and wooded points turning toward the openseaHalvard disappeared into the cabin and soon after a faint hot airthe smell of scorched metal announced the lighting of the vaporstove the preparations for supper Not a breath stirred the surfaceof the bay The water as transparently clear as the hardly darkenedair lay like a great amethyst clasped by its dim corals and the armof the land The glossy foliage that with the exception of a smallsilver beach choked the shore might have been stamped from metal Itwas John Woolfolk suddenly thought amazingly still The atmospheretoo was peculiarly heavy languorous It was laden with the scents ofexotic flowering trees he recognized the smooth heavy odor ofoleanders and the clearer sweetness of orange blossomsHe was idly surprised at the latter he had not known that orangegroves had been planted and survived in Georgia Woolfolk gazed moreattentively at the shore and made out in back of the luxurianttangle the broad white façade of a dwelling A pair of marine glasseslay on the deck at his hand and adjusting them he surveyed the faceof a distinguished ruin The windows on the stained wall were brokeninthey resembled the empty eyes of the dead storms had batteredloose the neglected roof leaving a corner open to sun and rain hecould see through the foliage lower down great columns fallen about asweeping porticoThe house was deserted he was certain of thatthe melancholywreckage of a vanished and resplendent time Its small principalityflourishing when commerce and communication had gone by water was oneof the innumerable victims of progress and of the concentration ofeffort into huge impersonalities He thought he could trace other evenmore complete ruins but his interest waned He laid the glasses backupon the deck The choked bubble of boiling water sounded from thecabin mingled with the irregular sputter of cooking fat and theclinking of plates and silver as Halvard set the table Without thelight was fading swiftly the wavering cry of an owl quivered from thecypress across the water and the western sky changed from paleryellow to green Woolfolk moved abruptly and securing a bucket tothe handle of which a short rope had been spliced and finished with anornamental Turkshead he swung it overboard and brought it up halffull In the darkness of the bucket the water shone with a faintphosphorescence Then from a basin he lathered his hands with a thickpinkish paste washed his face and started toward the cabinHe was already in the companionway when glancing across the stillsurface of the bay he saw a swirl moving into view about a smallpoint He thought at first that it was a fish but the next moment sawthe white graceful silhouette of an arm It was a woman swimmingJohn Woolfolk could now plainly make out the free solid mass of herhair the naked smoothly turning shoulder She was swimming withdeliberate ease with a long single overarm stroke and it wasevident that she had not seen the ketch Woolfolk stood his gazelevel with the cabin top watching her assured progress She turnedagain moving out from the shore then suddenly stopped Now herealized she saw himThe swimmer hung motionless for a breath then with a strong sinuousdrive she whirled about and made swiftly for the point of land Shewas visible for a short space low in the water her hair wavering inthe clear flood and then disappeared abruptly behind the pointleaving behinda last vanishing trace of her silent passageasmooth subsiding wake on the surface of the bayJohn Woolfolk mechanically descended the three short steps to thecabin There had been something extraordinary in the womans briefappearance out of the odorous tangle of the shore with its ruinedhabitation It had caught him unprepared in a moment,13
+Produced by Roger Frank and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetIllustration Ride LowTheyre ComingTHE RUSTLER OF WIND RIVERBy G W OGDENWITH FRONTISPIECEBy FRANK E SCHOONOVERA L BURT COMPANYPublishersNew YorkPublished by Arrangement with A C McClurg  CompanyCopyrightA C McClurg  Co1917Published March 1917CONTENTS  CHAPTER                                                         PAGE        I Strange Bargainings                                        1       II Beef Day                                                  11      III The Ranchhouse by the River                               28       IV The Man in the Plaid                                      41        V If He was a Gentleman                                     55       VI A Bold Civilian                                           66      VII Throwing the Scare                                        81     VIII Afoot and Alone                                           89       IX Business not Company                                    102        X Hells agoin to Pop                                  119       XI The Señor Boss Comes Riding                              131      XII The Rustlers                                          147     XIII The Trail at Dawn                                        160      XIV When Friends Part                                        182       XV One Road                                                 196      XVI Danger and Dignity                                       215     XVII Boots and Saddles                                        227    XVIII The Trail of the Coffee                                  240      XIX I Beat Him to It,0
+Produced by Sankar Viswanathan Greg Weeks and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet                         Transcribers Note  This etext was produced from Analog Science Fact  Fiction December 1961  Extensive research did not uncover any evidence that the US copyright  on this publication was renewed                        _The Foreign Hand Tie_                          _BY DAVID GORDON_     _Just because you can see something doesnt mean you      understand itand that can mean that even perfect telepathy      isnt perfect communication_                       ILLUSTRATED BY BARBERIS                                   From Istanbul in Turkish Thrace to Moscow USSR is only a couple ofhours outing for a round trip in a fast jet planea shade less thaneleven hundred miles in a beelineUnfortunately Mr Raphael Poe had no way of chartering a beeThe United States Navy cruiser _Woonsocket_ having made its placid wayacross the Mediterranean up the Aegean Sea and through the Dardanellesto the Bosporous stopped overnight at Istanbul and then turned around andwent back On the way in it had stopped at Gibraltar BarcelonaMarseilles Genoa Naples and Athensthe main friendly ports on thenorthern side of the Mediterranean On the way back it performed the sameritual on the African side of the sea Its most famous passengers were theAmerican Secretary of State two senators and three representativesIts most important passenger was Mr Raphael PoeDuring the voyage in Mr Raphael Poe remained locked in a stateroom allby himself twiddling his thumbs restlessly and playing endless games ofsolitaire making bets with himself on how long it would be before theship hit the next big wave and wondering how long it would take a man togo nuts in isolation On the voyage back he was not aboard the_Woonsocket_ at all and no one missed him because only the captain andtwo other Navy men had known he was aboard and they knew that he had beendropped overboard at IstanbulThe sleek tapered cylindroid might easily have been mistaken for a Navaltorpedo since it was roughly the same size and shape Actually it was asort of hybrid combining the torpedo and the twoman submarine that theJapanese had used in World War II plus refinements contributed by suchapparently diverse arts as skindiving cybernetics and nucleonicsInside this oneman underwater vessel Raphael Poe lay prone guiding thelittle atomicpowered submarine across the Black Sea past Odessa and upthe Dnieper The first leg the four hundred miles from the Bosporous tothe mouth of the river was relatively easy The two hundred and sixtymiles from there to the Dnepropetrovsk was a little more difficult butnot terribly so It became increasingly more difficult as the Dniepernarrowed and became more shallowOn to Kiev His course changed at Dnepropetrovsk from northeast tonorthwest for the next two hundred fifty miles At Kiev the riverchanged course again heading north Three hundred and fifty miles fartheron at Smolensk he was heading almost due eastIt had not been an easy trip At night he had surfaced to get hisbearings and to recharge the air tanks Several times he had had to taketo the land using the caterpillar treads on the little machine becauseof obstacles in the riverAt the end of the ninth day he was still one hundred eighty miles fromMoscow but at that point he got out of the submarine and preparedhimself for the trip overland When he was ready he pressed a specialbutton on the control panel of the expensive little craft Immediatelythe special robot brain took over It had recorded the trip upstream byapplying that information in reversea mirror image so to speakitbegan guiding itself back toward Istanbul applying the necessarycorrective factors that made the difference between an upstream and adownstream trip If it had made a mistake or had been discovered it wouldhave blown itself to bits As a tribute to modern robotics andultramicrominiaturization it is a fact that the little craft was pickedup five days later a few miles from Istanbul by the USS _Paducah_By that time a certain Vladimir Turenski a shambling nottoobright deafmute had made his fully documented appearance in Moscow                                   Spies like fairies and other such elusive sprites traditionally come inrings The reason for this circumstructural metaphor is obscure but itremains a fact that a single spy all by himself is usually of verylittle use to anybody Espionage on any useful scale requiresorganizationThere is as there should be a reason for this The purpose of espionageis to gather informationpreferably _useful_ informationagainst thewishes of and in spite of the efforts of a groupusually referred toas the enemywhich is endeavoring to prevent that information fromgetting into other hands than their own Such activities obviously implycommunication An espioneur working for Side A who finds a bit ofimportant information about Side B must obviously communicate that bit ofinformation to Side A or it is of no use whatsoeverAll of these factors pose complex problemsTo begin with the espioneur must get himself into a position in which hecan get hold of the information he wants Usually that means that he mustpass himself off as something he is not a process which requires timeThen when he,0
+Produced by Al HainesIllustration Cover artFrontispiece _THE TWO MAIDEN AUNTS_TWO MAIDEN AUNTSBYMARY H DEBENHAMAUTHOR OF MISTRESS PHIL A LITTLE CANDLE ETC_WITH TWO FULLPAGE ILLUSTRATIONS__BY GERTRUDE D HAMMOND_LONDONNATIONAL SOCIETYS REPOSITORYBROAD SANCTUARY WESTMINSTERNEW YORK THOMAS WHITTAKER 2  3 BIBLE HOUSEAll rights reserved1895_BY THE SAME AUTHOR_  THE MAVIS AND THE MERLIN  Price 2s  MY GODDAUGHTER  Price 2s  MOOR AND MOSS  Price 2s 6d  FOR KING AND HOME  Price 2s 6d  MISTRESS PHIL  Price 2s  A LITTLE CANDLE  Price 3s 6d  FAIRMEADOWS FARM  Price 2s  ST HELENS WELL  Price 2sNATIONAL SOCIETYS DEPOSITORYSANCTUARY WESTMINSTER SWIllustration Contents headpieceCONTENTSCHAPTER    I  THE AUNTS   II  THE NEPHEW  III  THE FIRST DAY   IV  A HEART OF OAK    V  THE WRONG END   VI  CHRISTMAS AT OAKFIELD  VII  HERO AND HEROINES VIII  IN THE CHANNEL   IX  IN PORTIllustration Contents tailpieceIllustration Illustrations headpieceLIST OF ILLUSTRATIONSTHE TWO MAIDEN AUNTS                 _Frontispiece_WHAT USEFUL THINGS SHALL I DO HE ASKED missing from bookIllustration Illustrations tailpieceIllustration Chapter I headpieceTWO MAIDEN AUNTSCHAPTER ITHE AUNTSChild be mother to this childE B BROWNINGIt was seven oclock on an autumn morning nearly a hundred years agoA misty October morning when the meadows looked grey with the heavydew and the sky was only just beginning to show pale blue through thehaze which veiled itThere was a certain little hamlet just a few cottages clusteredtogether beside a country road where the world seemed hardly yetawake  The road ran across a wide common where the cows and horsesand geese wandered about pretty much as they chose and theblackberries grew as they grow only on waste ground  The blackberryseason was pretty nearly over and the damp had taken the taste out ofthose which the village children had left but the dewy nights werestill warm enough to bring up the mushrooms like fairy tables in alldirections and there was at least one gatherer from the village whohad been astir an hour ago for the common was a wellknown mushroomground and early birds had the best chance  He was coming back nowwith a goodly basketful shaking showers of dew off the grass at everystep and leaving a track of footmarks behind him  Through the mist helooked a sort of giant but he was only a tall sturdy lad ofseventeen in a fustian jacket and the wide hat which countrymen usedto wear in the days of our grandfathers  He turned off the commonbefore he reached the village and went down a little lane at the endof which stood a small gabled house in a garden where the autumnflowers hung their heads under the heavy dew  There was a paddockbehind the house where a cow was feeding and a gate led through a yardto the back door and thither the boy was turning when he noticed alittle girl in homespun frock and sunbonnet leaning over the gardengate looking up rather wistfully at the shuttered windows of thehouse  She gave a great start as the boy came behind her and laid hishand suddenly on her shoulderNow then Nance he said severely what are you about disturbingthe place at this time in the morningThe little girl shook his hand off with an impatient shrugWhat be you about Pete starting me like that  Im not doing nothingnor disturbing nobody  I can look at the cottage I suppose withoutyou to call me up for itMotherll be fine and angry when she hears what youve been at saidthe boy peeping and prying on the young ladies and them in troubleNancy put up her pretty lip with the injured look of a spoilt childIm not peeping nor prying nor hurting nobody and if I am what areyou doing I should like to know  Then as she noticed his basketshe clapped her hands with a little triumphant laughI know what tis youre after she cried youve been off and gotthem mushrooms and youve brought them for the young ladies so as youcan see Penny or maybe Miss Betty herself and hear whether its reallytrue  And havent I got some eggs my own hens eggs here for themand only just waiting till they open the shutters to take them inWell why dont you go round to the back door as is the proper placefor you said the stern elder brother instead of staring atgentlefolks houses like a great gawkyWell come to that I know which is the biggest gawky of us two saidpert little Nance and if you must know I was just waiting for thechance of Miss Betty coming down seeing Penny might be in one of hertantrums and not tell me a word  Then as the front door of the housesuddenly opened she exclaimed joyouslyLook if she isnt there and was darting in at the gate when herbrother caught her and held her back  Come away will you yeinterfering little hussy he was beginning hastily when the girl whohad opened the door caught sight of the two and came down the gardenpath towards them  Spoilt Nancy shook herself free and with atriumphant glance at her big brother she ran to meet the young ladyand Peter could do nothing but follow her and indeed if the truthmust be told he was not at all sorry to do it and perhaps just alittle grateful to naughty Nancy for showing the wayThe early riser from the cottage was a girl of thirteen a very prettylittle girl with a fair fresh face sunshiny hazel eyes and hair ofthat golden brown colour which the bracken wears in autumn  She seemedto have dressed in rather a hurry for her long black frock was notquite perfectly fastened the muslin scarf round her shoulders was justa little crooked and the black,13
+Produced by KarenD and the Online Distributed ProofreadingTeam at httpwwwpgdpnet This file was produced fromimages generously made available by The InternetArchiveAmerican Libraries  THE  TRUTH ABOUT AMERICA  BY  EDWARD MONEY  TEACULTIVATION AND MANUFACTURE IN INDIA TWELVE MONTHS  WITH THE BASHIBAZOUKS  WOMANS FORTITUDE  WELL SEE ABOUT IT  LONDON  SAMPSON LOW MARSTON SEARLE  RIVINGTON  CROWN BUILDINGS 188 FLEET STREET  1886  _All rights reserved_  LONDON  PRINTED BY GILBERT AND RIVINGTON LIMITED  ST JOHNS SQUARECONTENTS                                                          PAGE  CHAPTER I  More or less introductoryAmericans and Yankees  not synonymousWant of courtesy in the  StatesThe PressVoyage outNew York  climate                                                    1  CHAPTER II  New YorkNational typesAmerican currencyThe  States as a cheap domicile                                19  CHAPTER III  Why I went to AmericaAgents in London and  the Eden promisedNew York to New  OrleansRailroads in the StatesAmerican  sceneryRanch lifeDeserts in the StatesAntelope  Valley                                                    42  CHAPTER IV  San FranciscoArmy and NavyInternational  CourtPacific coastCalifornian ranchSocial  customsGoodbye California                            94  CHAPTER V  NevadaUtahWyomingDenverA restless  nightSeeking for a ranchRanch workColorado  Springs the Sanitarium of Western  America                                                  133  CHAPTER VI  Ranch againTeaAmerican pressCelebrities  victimizedLast journeyChicagoBeautyNiagara  missedNew YorkAtlanticHome                         195THE TRUTH ABOUT AMERICACHAPTER I     More or less introductoryAmericans and Yankees     not synonymousWant of courtesy in the     StatesThe PressVoyage outNew York climateApart from the object with which most authors write viz to makemoney I purpose this little book to serve three objectsFirstly to make the United States of America and the Americansbetter known than they are at present to the mass of the EnglishpublicSecondly to put a certain class of emigrants on their guard againstthe machinations of a few agents in London who victimize them not alittleThirdly to let the many who suffer from pulmonary diseases inEurope know that across the Atlantic is a cureplace excelling owingto its peculiar climate any in the Eastern hemisphereThat my own knowledge of the United States is a superficial one Iadmit in stating I was there not quite five months _If_ I have atalent for anything it is the power of absorbing facts anddescribing them later I kept no journal in America but I madecopious notes of all I saw and heard while the impressions werefresh As I view all these in a bundle on the table before me I feelthat I must describe succinctly to bring all I have to say into alittle book and there are weighty reasons with me at least whyit should be no moreAs my book will be truthfully written and my intentions are goodsuccess will not elevate me much blame will not depress me If thebook is a fair picture as far as it goes of a vast and wonderfultract on the earths surface if it shows clearly the prevailingcharacteristics of the Americans what there is for us the Englishto copy what to avoid if it prove of use to the everincreasingclass of emigrants and if it is readable and amusing withal I shallbe more than satisfiedI affirm that the United States and its denizens are _not_ more thansuperficially known to English men and women I beg the question Whyis it There are doubtless many books of American travel politicsdescriptions and what not I had read many of these but surprisedas I was on much I encountered after arrival I was far moresurprised how little what I had read had prepared me to find Thefollowing may in some degree explain this By far the larger numberwho go to the States are of two classes 1 The rich who go fortravel pleasure and change 2 The emigrant who is poor and whostays there The first naturally see the best side of everythingand if they describe their experiences the pictures drawn arescarcely fair ones The second class as a rule it goes withoutsaying are not strong with their pens and were it otherwise havingto win the bread of life they have no leisure There are of courseexceptions The political aspect of America has been well depictedthe features of that huge continent aptly described in several booksby good authors but of true social pictures there are few Amongthese,70
+Produced by Andrew Sly Chuck Greif and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetGENERAL BRAMBLE_by_ANDRÉ MAUROIS_translated by_JULES CASTIER and RONALD BOSWELLJOHN LANETHE BODLEY HEAD LTDFirst Published                                           1921First Published in The WeekEnd Library                   1931MADE AND PRINTED IN GREAT BRITAIN BYMORRISON AND GIBB LTD LONDON AND EDINBURGHCONTENTS      I  Portraits     II  Diplomacy    III  The Tower of Babel     IV  A Business Man in the Army      V  The Story of Private Biggs     VI  An Air Raid    VII  Love and the Infant Dundas   VIII  A Great Chef     IX  Prélude à la Soirée dun Général      X  Private Brommits Conversion     XI  Justice    XII  Variations   XIII  The Cure    XIV  The Beginning of the End     XV  Danse Macabre    XVI  The Glory of the Garden   XVII  Letter from Colonel Parker to Aurelle  XVIII  General Brambles ReturnGENERAL BRAMBLECHAPTER IPORTRAITS  As to what the picture represents that depends upon who looks   at itWhistlerThe French Mission in its profound wisdom had sent as liaison officerto the Scottish Division a captain of Dragoons whose name wasBeltaraAre you any relation to the painter sir Aurelle the interpreterasked himWhat did you say said the dragoon Say that again will you You_are_ in the army arent you You are a soldier for a little timeat any rate and you claim to know that such people as paintersexist You actually admit the existence of that Godforsaken speciesAnd he related how he had visited the French War Office after he hadbeen wounded and how an old colonel had made friends with him andhad tried to find him a congenial jobWhats your profession in civilian life _capitaine_ the old manhad asked as he filled in a formI am a painter sirA painter the colonel exclaimed dumbfounded A painter Whydamn it allAnd after thinking it over for a minute he added with the kindlywink of an accomplice in crime Well lets put down _nil_ eh Itwont look quite so silly          Captain Beltara and Aurelle soon became inseparable companions Theyhad the same tastes and different professions which is theideal recipe for friendship Aurelle admired the sketches inwhich the painter recorded the flexible lines of the Flemishlandscape Beltara was a kindly critic of the young mans ratherfeeble versesYou would perhaps be a poet he said to him if you were notburdened with a certain degree of culture An artist must be anidiot The only perfect ones are the sculptors then come thelandscape painters then painters in general after them the writersThe critics are not at all stupid and the really intelligent mennever do anythingWhy shouldnt intelligence have an art of its own as sensibilityhasNo my friend no Art is a game intelligence is a profession Lookat me for instance now that I no longer touch my brushes Isometimes actually catch myself thinking its quite alarmingYou ought to paint some portraits here _mon capitaine_ Arentyou tempted These sunburnt British complexionsOf course my boy it is tempting but I havent got my things withme Besides would they consent to sitOf course they would for as long as you like Tomorrow Ill bringround young Dundas the aidedecamp Hes got nothing to do hellbe delighted          Next day Beltara made a threecrayon sketch of Lieutenant Dundas Theyoung aidedecamp turned out quite a good sitter all he asked wasto be allowed to do something which meant shouting his huntingcries cracking his favourite whip and talking to his dogAh said Aurelle at the end of the sitting I like thatimmenselyreally Its so lightly touchedits a mere nothing andyet the whole of England is thereAnd waving his hands with the ritual gestures of the infatuatedpicturelover he praised the artlessness of the clear wide eyesthe delightful freshness of the complexion and the charming candourof the smileBut the Cherub planted himself in front of his portrait struck theclassical pose of the golfer and poising his arms and hitting at animaginary ball pronounced judgment on the work of art with perfectfranknessMy God he said what an awful thing How the deuce did you seeold man that my breeches were laced at the sideWhat on earth can that matter asked Aurelle annoyedMatter Would _you_ like to be painted with your nose behind yourear My God Its about as much like me as it is like Lloyd GeorgeLikeness is quite a secondary quality said Aurelle condescendinglyThe interesting thing is not the individual it is the typethe synthesis of a whole race or classIn the days when I was starving in my native South said thepainter I used to paint portraits of tradesmens wives for a fiverWhen I had done the family assembled for a private view Wellsaid the husband its not so bad but what about the likeness ehYou put it in afterwards I suppose The likeness I indignantlyreplied The likeness My dear sir I am a painter of ideals Idont paint your wife as she is I paint her as she ought to be Yourwife Why you see her every dayshe cannot interest you But mypaintingah you never saw anything like my painting And thetradesman was convinced and went about repeating in every café onthe Cannebière Beltara _mon bon_ is the painter of idealshe does not paint,2
+Produced by David Garcia Odessa Paige Turner and theOnline Distributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetThis file was produced from images generously madeavailable by The Kentuckiana Digital LibraryTranscribers NoteInconsistencies in the hyphenation and variations in spelling have beenretained as in the original  WINGS OF THE    WIND  BY  CREDO HARRIS  _Author of_  TOBY SUNLIGHT PATCH  WHERE THE SOULS OF MEN ARE CALLING  ETC  BOSTON  SMALL MAYNARD  COMPANY  PUBLISHERS  Copyright 1920  BY SMALL MAYNARD  COMPANY  INCORPORATED  TO  S THRUSTON BALLARD  WITH WHOM THE AUTHOR HAS SHARED  MANY A PLEASANT CAMPFIRE  THIS BOOK IS AFFECTIONATELY DEDICATED  CONTENTS  CHAPTER                                PAGE      I TO ADVENTURE AND ROMANCE       9     II THE MYSTERIOUS MONSIEUR          16    III THE GIRL IN THE CAFÉ             29     IV NIRVANA                          43      V TO THE VERY END               54     VI A VOICE FROM THE WATER           70    VII A BOMB AND A DISCOVERY           80   VIII THE CHASE BEGINS                 94     IX A SHOT FROM THE DARK            104      X A SILENT ENEMY                  117     XI A STRANGE FIND                  129    XII THE HURRICANE                   140   XIII ON TO DEATH RIVER              153    XIV SMILAX BRINGS NEWS              161     XV EFAW KOTEES DEN                174    XVI THE CAVE MAN SETS FORTH         190   XVII THE RESCUE                      202  XVIII DOLORIA                         212    XIX ENLIGHTENING A PRINCESS         228     XX SLEEPING BENEATH GODS TENT     238    XXI PLANTING A MEMORY               249   XXII I LOVE YOU                      266  XXIII THE ATTACK                      275   XXIV GERMAN CRUELTY                  289    XXV A FLYING THRONE                 304   XXVI A TREASURE BOX                  319  XXVII THE FINAL HOCUSPOCUS           330WINGS OF THE WINDCHAPTER ITO ADVENTURE AND ROMANCEAt last out of khaki and dressed in conventional evening clothes Ifelt as if I were indeed writing the first words of another story on theunmarred page of the incoming year As I entered the library my motherforgetting that it was I who owed her deference came forward withoutstretched arms and a sound in her voice like that of doves at nestingtime Dads welcome was heartier even though his eyes were dimmed withhappy tears And old Bilkins our solemn irreproachable butler grinnedbenignly as he stood waiting to announce dinner What a wealth ofaffection I had to be grateful forI did not lack gratitude but with the old year touching the heels ofthe new and Time commanding me to get in step my return to civil lifeheld few inducements Instead of a superabundance of cheer I hadbrought from France jumpy nerves and a body lean with overtrainingnatural results of physical exhaustion coupled with the mentalreaction that must inevitably follow a year and a half of highlyimaginative livingBut there was another aspect less tangible perhaps more permanentandall members of combat divisions will understand exactly what I meanWhen America picked up the gauntlet an active conscience jerked me froma tuneful life and drove me out to warfor whether men are driven byconscience or a government draft board makes no difference in theeffect upon those who come through Time after time for eighteenmonths I made my regular trips,50
+Produced by Emanuela Piasentini and the Online DistributedProofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnetDAL PRIMO PIANO ALLA SOFFITTADEL MEDESIMO AUTORE  Alla finestra          L 3   Nella lotta              3   La Contessina            3   Sorrisi e lagrime        3 50             DAL  PRIMO PIANO ALLA SOFFITTA           ROMANZO             DI     ENRICO CASTELNUOVO   _Seconda Edizione_           MILANO   FRATELLI TREVES EDITORI            1883     PROPRIETÀ LETTERARIA     Tip Fratelli TrevesDAL PRIMO PIANO ALLA SOFFITTAIQualunque spettacolo ci fosse sul Canal Grande sera sicuri di vederfolla in palazzo Bollati Figuriamoci poi quanta gente saspettassequella domenica 7 ottobre 1838 in cui ci doveva essere la regata inonore di S M Ferdinando I venuto insieme con laugusta consorte abeatificare di sua presenza la fedele città di VeneziaGià fin dalla mattina si vedeva una gran confusione unagrandaffaccendarsi dei servi a lavare i pavimenti a spolverare imobili a fregar le maniglie degli usci a mettere i damaschi fuoridelle finestre Il contino Leonardo ragazzo di circa quindici anni eragiù alla _riva_ in mezzo ai tappezzieri che stavano compiendo laddobbodella _bissona_ l_Uscocca_ allestita per cura e a spese della famigliaBollati e nella quale egli stesso il contino sarebbe entrato piùtardi E alla riva cera anche Tita uno dei barcaiuoli di casa col suogondolino che doveva prender parte alla gara e che portava il numero 6Naturalmente Tita aveva la testa piena del grande avvenimento ediscuteva col padroncino circa al merito dei varii competitori cheranosu per giù quelli dellultima regata Cera però questa volta un giovinemuranese un tal Nane Sandretti detto Bisatto di cui nessuno avevasentito parlare fino a poche settimane addietro e del quale sipronosticavano miracoli Sarà benissimo Forza ne aveva sicuramentema la forza non basta Tita voleva mostrarsi imparziale nondimeno eglidoveva dire la sua opinione ed era questa che i Muranesi avessero astare a Murano e a farsi le loro regate per sè In quanto a lui ilBisatto non gli faceva paura e con laiuto della Madonna sperava diguadagnarsi anche questanno la sua brava bandiera rossa Non si lagnavadel compagno che gli avevano dato uno fra i pochi _Castelani_ chesapessero tenere il remo1 Tita aggiungeva poi alcune savieconsiderazioni sul tempo che non era perfettamente sereno ma chesecondo lui si sarebbe mantenuto abbastanza buono fino a notte sulriflusso che sarebbe cominciato fra le cinque e le cinque e mezzo e sualtri argomenti di non minore importanza Anche il conte Zaccaria padredi Leonardo sera alzato di buon mattino e girava su e giù per lestanze in compagnia dellagente generale _sior_ Bortolo descrivendoglilaccoglienze ricevute il dì prima da Sua Maestà la quale seramostrata informatissima della grandezza dei Bollati e gli aveva dettosubitoAh Bollati nome storico conoscoE il conte Zaccariaosservava che quando si ha un nome storico si ha lobbligo di curarnelo splendore senza badar troppo al dispendio e che già ci son certespese le quali possono considerarsi più chaltro una buona investita dicapitali e chegli non era pentito sicuramente daver fatto ristaurareil palazzo e addobbare l_Uscocca_ percheran tutte cose le qualitornavano a lustro della famiglia Parole doro a cui _sior_ Bortolouomo furbo e discreto si guardava bene dal contraddireSe il conte Zaccaria era disposto quella mattina a veder tutto colorrosa la nobildonna Chiaretta sua illustre consorte pessimista perindole sera svegliata dumor più nero del consueto Essa diceva chiaroalla cameriera che non vedeva lora che questa baldoria finisse echera una vita da cani e che se durava ancora un mese così ciavrebbe rimesso la pelle Meno male se lamor proprio fosse statosoddisfatto Ma ci voleva quel grullo di suo marito per contentarseneOrmai tutti potevano avvicinare i Sovrani tutti potevano andare aCorte ed ella aveva avuto lumiliazione di trovarvi certe donnette chenon avrebbe ricevuto in casa sua certe contesse di princisbecco che nonsi sapeva di dove venissero Al gran ballo poi sarebbe stato unoscandalo addirittura Eran stati messi in giro duemila inviti e seradovuto discendere fino ai nobili dellOrdine dei _segretarii_ fino aicavalieri della Corona di ferro di terza classe fino ai mercantiarricchiti e alle loro femmine Che più Si diceva ma questo lacontessa Chiaretta non voleva crederlo che ci sarebbe stata anche lamoglie dun banchiere ebreo In verità eran cose che a pensarcifacevano salire i rossori al viso e quando Sua Eccellenza Chiaretta cipensava le veniva quasi quasi la voglia di affigliarsi alla setta della_Giovine Italia_ Intanto oggi cera la seccatura di vedersi il palazzopieno di gente forestieri in gran parte per merito soprattutto del suosignor genero e della sua signora figliuola che quanderano a Veneziale _intedescavano_ la casaLa contessina Maddalena Bollati figlia primogenita delle loroEccellenze Zaccaria e Chiaretta sera sposata due anni addietro uscitaappena dalle Salesiane col signor marchese Ernesto GeisenburgRudingenvon Rudingen ufficiale degli ussari possessore di molte terre ecastella in Moravia Matrimonio levato a cielo dagli uni aspramentecensurato dagli altri tanta è la varietà degli umani giudizii Per noidue cose sole son certe _primo_ che il nome del marchese ErnestoGeisenburgRudingen von Rudingen figurava nellalmanacco di Gotha evia ci pare che bisogni discorrer con qualche riguardo duna personachè registrata nellalmanacco di Gotha _secondo_ che il detto signormarchese possedeva quella prosopopea che si conviene ai grandipersonaggi La boria dei Bollati non era nemmeno paragonabile a quelladel loro signor genero Laristocrazia veneziana si sa visse sempre indimestichezza col popolo e il suo orgoglio di casta prese tuttal più laforma duna famigliarità impertinente Ma laristocrazia tedesca nonammette scherzi e vuol far capire ai semplici mortali chè già una suagran degnazione sella permette agli altri di tirare il fiato alla suapresenza Siccome poi,57
+Produced by Sankar Viswanathan Greg Weeks and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet                         Transcribers Note  This etext was produced from Analog Science Fact  Fiction March 1963  Extensive research did not uncover any evidence that the US  copyright on this publication was renewed                    ALL DAY WEDNESDAY                     Practically everybody would                     agree that this is Utopia                           by RICHARD OLIN                   ILLUSTRATED BY GEORGE SCHELLING                                   Ernie turned the dial on his television The station he had selectedbrightened and the face of the set turned from dark to blue Erniesipped his can of beer He was alone in the room and it was nightThe picture steadied and Jory looked out of the set at him Jorysface was tired He looked badHello Ernie Jory saidErnie turned the dial to the next stationHello Ernie the face of Jory saidAt the next spot on the dial Hello Ernie The next HelloErnieThere were five stations that Ernies set was able to receive Whenthe fifth station said Hello Ernie and Jorys tired face lookedout at him Ernie shrugged took another sip from his can of beer andsat down to watch the setThat happened Wednesday night Wednesday morning began like thisErnie woke feeling bored It seemed he was always bored these days Anempty can of beer and a crumpled pack of cigarettes rested on top ofthe dead television All he did nights was watch TVErnie sighed and thanked God that today was Wednesday Tonight whenhe came home from work he would be over the hump  only two daysleft and then the week end Ernie didnt know for sure what he would_do_ on his week endgo bowling maybebut whatever he did it wassure to be better than staying home every nightOh he supposed he _could_ go out just once in a while during thework week Some of the guys at the plant did But then the guys thatdid go out week nights werent as sharp at their jobs as Ernie wasSometimes they showed up late and pulled other stuff like that Youcouldnt do things like that too often Ernie thought virtuously Notif it was a good job a job that you wanted to keep You had to besharpErnie smiled _He_ was sharp A growing feeling of virtue began toreplace his boredomErnie glanced at his watch and went sprawling out of his bed He waslate He didnt even have time for breakfastHis last thought as he slammed out of his apartment was an angryregret that he had not had time to pack a lunch He would have to eatin the plant cafeteria again Cafeteria lunches cost money Moneyconcerned Ernie It always did But right now he was going to needmoney for the week end payday was another week away                                   Ernie punched in twelve minutes lateHis foreman was waiting beside the time clock He was a big man andwhat was left of his red hair matched in color the skin of his neckAnd the color of his face when he grew angryHis name was Rogers He smiled now as Ernie nervously pushed his timecard into the clock His voice was warm and jovial as he spokeWell  _good morning_ Mr Stump And did we have a nice latecozy little sleepin this morningErnie smiled uncertainly Im sorry Rogers I know Im late but thetime just sort of got away from meRogers laughed lightly Think nothing _of_ it Mr Stump Thesethings happen after allUh yeah Well like I said Im sorry andRogers went on unheeding Of course complications can develop whenyour number three wristpin man decides that he just isnt feelingsharp this morning and he needs a little extra sleep to put him rightIf youre the foreman for SubAssembly Line 3A for example MrStump one wonders if the rush order that must be filled by thismorning is going to be finished any time before next Christmas Onewonders where the wristpin man is Mr Stump Does he intend to comein at all or will he just snooze his little head off all day Onewonders what to say to the plant manager Mr Stump How do you tellhim that twenty men are standing idle on SubAssembly Line 3Abecause through a laughable oversight there is no one to put in awristpin How do you explain it so he will _understand_ Mr StumpRogers stopped and caught his breath His face began growing red Hesaid slowly You _dont_ Mr Stump You dont explain it so he willunderstand I just triedErnie swallowed Hurriedly he said Look Im sorry Ill get rightin thereRogers smiled That would be nice Mr Stump I imagine there arequite a few SubAssembly 3As stacked up in there by now You justtrot in there and get them cleaned upErnie nodded doubtfully You aint madRogers smile grew broader Mad Mr Stump Why being chewed out bythe manager is a trifle Its something a foreman must expect Ithappens to some of them,41
+Produced by Al HainesEL INTERNET Y LOS IDIOMASalrededor del año 2000MARIE LEBERTNEF Universidad de Toronto 2009Copyright  2009 Marie Lebert Todos derechos reservadosÍNDICE  Introducción  Naciones de los idiomas en línea  Hacia una web multilingüe  El inglés todavía preponderante  Codificación del ASCII al Unicode  Primeros proyectos multilingües  Diccionarios de traducción en línea  Aprender los idiomas en la web  Los idiomas minoritarios  Localización e internacionalización  Traducción asistida por computador  Traducción automática  Cronología  Sitios webINTRODUCCIÓNSe dice a menudo que el internet elimina la barrera del tiempo delas distancias y de las fronteras pero qué hacer con la barrera delos idiomasEn 2000 la web es multilingüe y la mitad de los usuarios delinternet no es de habla inglesa pero la barrera del idioma estálejos de haber desaparecido Si bien todos los idiomas estánpresentes en la web olvidamos a veces que muchos usuarios sonmonolingües o bilingües y que incluso los políglotos no puedenconocer todos los idiomas También es importante tener en cuenta cadalengua y no sólo las lenguas dominantes Quedan por construirpuentes entre comunidades lingüísticas para favorecer el flujo detextos en otros idiomas contando entre otras cosas con programas detraducción de mejor calidad Naciones de los idiomasComo el internet no tiene fronteras nacionales los usuarios seorganizan según otros criterios propios de este medio decomunicación En términos de plurilingüismo existen comunidadesvirtuales por ejemplo lo que suelo llamar las Naciones de losidiomas es decir todos los usuarios que comparten la misma lenguamaterna cualquiera que sea su entorno geográfico Así pues lanación de habla hispana no abarca sólo a los usuarios de España y deLatinoamérica sino también a todos los hispanohablantes que viven enlos Estados Unidos y en otros lugares en Marruecos por ejemploRandy Hobler consultor en marketing internet de productos yservicios de traducción septiembre de 1998 La democracia lingüísticaEn un informe de la UNESCO a principios de los años 1950 laeducación en lengua materna era considerada como un derechofundamental para todos los niños en el mundo En la Era de laInformación esto equivaldría a la oportunidad para ellos de navegaren la web en su lengua materna Si el internet quiere convertirserealmente en la Red Global que se promueve todos los usuariosdeberían tener acceso a él sin el problema del idioma Considerar elinternet como exclusivo de la gente que por accidente históriconecesidad práctica o privilegio político habla inglés resultainjusto para la gente que no habla este idioma Brian Kingdirector del Worldwide Language Institute septiembre de 1998 Un medio de comunicación para el mundoEs muy importante poder comunicar a través del internet endiferentes lenguas es más bien obligatorio Ya que la información latenemos a nivel mundial por qué no podríamos tenerla en el idiomaque hablamos o que deseamos Acaso no es contradictorio MariaVictoria Marinetti profesora de español en empresas y traductoraagosto de 1999 Buenos softwaresCuando la calidad de los softwares sea suficiente para que la genteconverse por escrito y verbalmente en la web en varios idiomas y entiempo real veremos un nuevo mundo abrirse ante nosotrosCientíficos políticos empresarios y muchos otros grupos podráncomunicar directamente entre ellos sin la intervención de mediadoreso traductores Tim McKenna escritor y filósofo octubre de 2000 En todos los idiomasLa investigación sobre la traducción automática debería permitir unatraducción automática a los idiomas deseados pero ofreciendoaplicaciones para cada lengua y no sólo para las lenguas dominantespor ejemplo la difusión de documentos en japonés si el emisor es delengua japonesa y la lectura en bretón si el receptor es de lenguabretona Así pues queda mucho por hacer en el campo de la traducciónautomática y escrita de todas las lenguas PierreNoël Favennecexperto en la dirección científica de France Télécom RD febrero de2001,13
+Produced by Chris Curnow Claudine Corbasson Joseph Cooperand the Online Distributed Proofreading Team athttpwwwpgdpnet  Transcribers Note  Italic text is rendered with underscores _like this_ and bold with  equal signs like thisMUSHROOMS OF AMERICA EDIBLE AND POISONOUSEDITED BY JULIUS A PALMER JRPUBLISHED BY L PRANG  CO BOSTONCOPYRIGHT 1885 BY L PRANG  COGENERAL DIRECTIONSThese charts are prepared for popular use rather than for students ofbotanical science all technical terms are therefore as far aspossible avoidedThe names mushroom and toadstool are indefinite are both appliedwith equal reason to any fleshy fungus and are here used as synonymeslike the corresponding term plant and vegetable or shrub andbush in common conversationNo general test can be given by which a poisonous mushroom may bedistinguished from an edible mushroom But each species of fungus hascertain marks of identity either in appearance quality or conditionof growth which are its own and never radically varied none cancontain a _venomous_ element at one time and yet be harmless underother conditions Like other food animal or vegetable howevermushrooms may by decay or conditions of growth be unfit for tableuse yet in this state no _fatality_ would attend such useTherefore the identification of species is a safe guide and is theonly means of knowing what mushrooms should be eaten and whatvarieties of fungus should be rejected Having once learned todistinguish any species of mushrooms as esculent perfect security maybe felt in the use of that species wherever and whenever found butany specimen varying from the type in the slightest degree should berejected by an amateurThere are about one thousand varieties of mushrooms exclusive of smallor microscopic fungi native to the United States many will thereforebe found which are not represented on either of these plates Thosehere depicted are of three classes namely the Lycoperdaceæ orPuffball fungi the Agaricini or Gillbearing fungi and the Boletiwhich last is one division of the Polyporei or Porebearing fungiThe following definitions are here given and will be foundnecessary_PILEUS_ The expanded disk or cap of the mushroom or toadstool_GILLS_ The thin plates set on their edges under the pileusrunning to a common centre at the stem_TUBES_ The spongy collection of pores which take the place ofgills under the pileus of a Boletus_VEIL_ A web or membrane which extends from the margin of thepileus to the stem when the mushroom is young and thus enclosesthe gills_RING_ A part of the veil adherent to the stem and forming acollar around it_VOLVA_ The sheath or wrapper enclosing the young mushroom whenbelow or just above the ground the remains of which are found inthe ring the veil at the base of the stem and in the warty orscurfy top of some varieties of mushrooms_SPORES_ The reproductive bodies analogous to seeds in some otherplants found under the caps of the Agaricini and Boleti and appearinglike fine dust when the cap is left for a time lying undersidedownward                                   There are as many different flavors and tastes among esculent fungi asare found in any other varieties of diet and the very generalignorance of this fact is a sufficient reason for the issue of thiswork Many persons claim to know a mushroom from a toadstool Thismeans that there is one variety out of a thousand of which they eatwith safety and it means nothing more A person might as well selectone fish from the sea and avoid all other members of the finny tribeon the ground that there are poisonous fishes It is strange that thisgeneral ignorance is most apparent in the case of the Englishspeakingpeople The fungus eaters form a little clique in England but themajority of her people know nothing of this gratuitous offering fromNatures storehouse No country is richer in mushroom food thanAmerica Were the poorer classes of Russia Germany Italy or Franceto see our forests during the autumn rains they would feast on therich food there going to waste For this harvest is spontaneous itrequires no seedtime and asks for no peasants toil At the sametime the economic value of mushroom diet ranks second to meat aloneWith bread and mushrooms properly gathered and prepared a person mayneglect the butcher during the summer months This is selfevident tothe unscientific mind by the simple facts that mushrooms make the sameuse of the air we breathe as is made by animals that cooked theyresemble no form of vegetable food and that in decay their odor insome cases cannot be distinguished from that of putrid meat To thisfeast abundantly provided by Nature for the poorest as well as themost epicurean we invite the American peopleIn gathering mushrooms for food cut the stem off about an inch belowthe cap and place them in the basket or dish gills upward Nevertwist or pull them as the gills become thereby full of dirt which isnot easily removed By placing them gills downward they will shedtheir spores largely and thus lose flavorThe stem in cutting will often exhibit fine holes this indicates thatmaggots have entered the mushroom If the substance of the pileuscontinues firm and hard the mushroom may be cooked and eaten by thosenot overnice but if perforated and soft the consequent decompositionmight induce nausea and even serious sicknessMushrooms may be noxious as food in three ways1 They may disagree with the system by their toughnessindigestibility or use in a state of decay2 They may be slimy acrid or otherwise nauseous3 They may contain a subtle poison without taste smell or otherindication of its presenceMost noxious fungi appertain to the first or second class above givenand taste or commonsense would readily reject them unless they werecooked with other food or excessively spiced For this reason plaincooking is advised and further no amateur should venture to minglewith good varieties others to him unknownOf the third class there is one family many of whose members containa violent and deadly poison This is,31
+Produced by Juliet Sutherland Mary Meehan and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet                                 CLARKS FIELD                               BY ROBERT HERRICKBOSTON AND NEW YORKHOUGHTON MIFFLIN COMPANYThe Riverside Press Cambridge1914COPYRIGHT 1914 BY ROBERT HERRICKALL RIGHTS RESERVED_Published June 1914_CLARKS FIELDThe other day I happened to be in the town where I was born and not farfrom the commonplace house in the humbler quarter of the town where myparents were living at the time of my birth half a century and moreago I am not fond of my native town although I lived in the placeuntil I was seventeen or eighteen years old It was never adistinguished spot and seems to have gained nothing as yet from havingbeen my birthplace It has some reputation of its own however but thatis due to the enduring popularity of a certain cookstove that has longbeen manufactured there the Stearns and Frost Cooker known to manyhousewives of several generations In my youth the Stearns and Froststove works were reputed to be the largest in the world and most of theplain citizens of Alton were concerned in one way or another with themI do not happen to be interested in the manufacture or sale or I mayadd the use of the domestic cookstove As a boy I always thought thetown a dull ugly sort of place and although it has grown marvelouslythese last thirty years having been completely surrounded and absorbedby the neighboring city of B it did not seem to me that day when Irevisited it to have grown perceptibly in graceHaving a couple of spare hours before meeting a dinner engagement Idescended into a subway and was shot out in less than ten minutes fromthe heart of the city to the old Square of Altona journey that tookus formerly from half to three quarters of an hour and in cold or rainyweather of which there is a good deal in Alton seemed trulyinterminable From the Square which no longer had the noble amplitudeof my memory the direct way to Fuller Place lay up the South Roadabroad thoroughfare through the center of which there used to trickleoccasionally a tiny horsedrawn vehicle to and from the great city ofB South Road I found had changed its name to the more pompousdesignation of State Avenue and it was noisy and busy enough to accordwith my childish imagination of it but none too large for the mammothmovingvans in which the electric railroad now transported theinhabitants These shot by me in bewildering numbers I had chosen tomake the rest of my journey on foot trying leisurely to revive oldmemories and sensations For a few blocks I succeeded in picking outhere and there a familiar object but by the time I reached thecrossstreet where we used to descend from the streetcars and penetratethe lane that led to Fuller Place I was completely at sea The amplewooden houses fronting the South Road each surrounded by its green lawnwith appropriate shrubbery had all given way before the march of brickbusiness blocks Even the Reformed Methodist church on the corner ofLamb Street had been replaced by a stone structure that discreetlyconcealed its denominational quality from the passerby Beyond thechurch there had been a halfmile of unoccupied land fronting on theRoad but now the line of permanent improvements ran unbroken as faras the eye could see Into this maze of unfamiliar buildings I plungedand wandered at random for half an hour through blocks of brick storesoffice buildings factories tenementschiefly tenements it seemed tome Off in one corner of the district instead of high tenement buildingsthere was something almost worse rows of mean little twostory brickcottages that ranged upwards along a gentle slope that I tried to fancywas Swans Hilla dangerous descent where my older brothers and I wereonce allowed to coast on our doublerunner I will not weary thereader with further details of my wandering with its disappointment andshattered illusions which can in no way be of interest to any but theone in search of his past and of purely sentimental importance to himIt is of course a common form of egotism to chronicle such smallbeerof ones origin but it happens to have nothing to do with my purposeEnough to say that at last I discovered Fuller Placea mean littlerightangled street that led nowhere but from one end to the other Icould not find my old home Its site must now be occupied by one ofthose ugly fivestory apartment boxes that spring like weeds in oldtowns and cities As I lingered in front of the brick wall that I judgedmust very nearly cover the site of my birthplace I tried to understandthe sensation of utter unfamiliarity with which the whole place filledme The answer came to me in a flash as I turned away from FullerPlaceClarks Field no longer existed Its place was completely filledby the maze of brick and mortar in which for the better part of an hourI had lost myself There was nothing surprising that after a third of acentury a large vacant field should have been carved up into streetsalleys and lots and be covered with buildings to house the growingpopulation of a city It is one of the usual commonplaces in ourAmerican cities and towns But to me the total disappearance of ClarksField seemed momentous That large open tract near my old home had moresignificance at least in memory than the home itself It wasintricately interwoven with all the imaginative and more personal lifethat I had known as a boy One corner of the irregular open land knownas Clarks Field had abutted my fathers small property in Fuller Placeand I and my older brothers and our friends had taken advantage of thisfact,0
+Produced by Sankar Viswanathan Greg Weeks and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet                         Transcribers Note  This etext was produced from Analog Science Fact  Fiction May 1963  Extensive research did not uncover any evidence that the US copyright  on this publication was renewed                         THE DUELING MACHINE     The trouble with great ideas is that someone is sure to     expend enormous effort and ingenuity figuring out how to     louse them up                    by BEN BOVA and MYRON R LEWIS                    ILLUSTRATED BY JOHN SCHOENHERR                            Illustration                                   Dulaq rode the slide to the upper pedestrian level stepped off andwalked over to the railing The city stretched out all aroundhimbroad avenues thronged with busy people pedestrian walksvehicle thoroughfares aircars gliding between the gleaming toweringbuildingsAnd somewhere in this vast city was the man he must kill The man whowould kill him perhapsIt all seemed so real The noise of the streets the odors of theperfumed trees lining the walks even the warmth of the reddish sun onhis back as he scanned the scene before him_It is an illusion_ Dulaq reminded himself _a clever manmadehallucination A figment of my own imagination amplified by amachine_But it seemed so very realReal or not he had to find Odal before the sun set Find him and killhim Those were the terms of the duel He fingered the stubbycylinderical statwind in his tunic pocket That was the weapon he hadchosen his weapon his own invention And this was the environment hehad picked his city busy noisy crowded the metropolis Dulaq hadknown and loved since childhoodDulaq turned and glanced at the sun It was halfway down toward thehorizon he judged He had about three hours to find Odal When hedidkill or be killed_Of course no one is actually hurt That is the beauty of the machineIt allows one to settle a score to work out aggressive feelingswithout either mental or physical harm_Dulaq shrugged He was a roundish figure moonfaced slightly stoopedshoulders He had work to do Unpleasant work for a civilized man butthe future of the Acquataine Cluster and the entire alliance ofneighboring star systems could well depend on the outcome of thiselectronically synthesized dreamHe turned and walked down the elevated avenue marveling at the sharpsensation of hardness that met each footstep on the paving Childrendashed by and rushed up to a toyshop window Men of commerce strodealong purposefully but without missing a chance to eye the girlssauntering by_I must have a marvelous imagination_ Dulaq thought smiling tohimselfThen he thought of Odal the blond icy professional he was pittedagainst Odal was an expert at all the weapons a man of strength andcool precision an emotionless tool in the hands of a ruthlesspolitician But how expert could he be with a statwand when thefirst time he saw one was the moment before the duel began And howwell acquainted could he be with the metropolis when he had spentmost of his life in the military camps on the dreary planets of Keraksixty lightyears from AcquatainiaNo Odal would be lost and helpless in this situation He wouldattempt to hide among the throngs of people All Dulaq had to do wasto find himThe terms of the duel restricted both men to the pedestrian walks ofthe commercial quarter of the city Dulaq knew the area intimatelyand he began a methodical hunt through the crowds for the tallfairhaired blueeyed OdalAnd he saw him After only a few minutes of walking down the majorthoroughfare he spotted his opponent strolling calmly along acrosswalk at the level belowDulaq hurried down the next ramp worked his way through the crowdand saw the man again Tall and blond unmistakable Dulaq edged alongbehind him quietly easily No disturbance No pushing Plenty oftime They walked along the street for a quarter hour while thedistance between them slowly shrank from fifty feet to fiveFinally Dulaq was directly behind him within arms reach He graspedthe statwand and pulled it from his tunic With one quick motion hetouched it to the base of the mans skull and started to thumb thebutton that would release the killing bolt of energy The man turned suddenly It wasnt OdalDulaq jerked back in surprise It couldnt be He had seen his faceIt was Odaland yet this man was definitely a strangerHe stared at Dulaq as the duelist backed away a few steps then turnedand walked quickly from the place_A mistake_ Dulaq told himself _You were overanxious A good thingthis is an hallucination or else the autopolice would be taking youin by now_And yet  he had been so certain that it was Odal A chill shudderedthrough him He looked up and there was his antagonist on thethoroughfare above at the precise spot where he himself had been afew minutes earlier Their eyes met and Odals lips parted in a coldsmileDulaq hurried up the ramp Odal was gone by the time he reached theupper level _He could not have gotten far_ Dulaq reasoned Slowlybut very surely Dulaqs hallucination turned into a nightmare Hespotted Odal in the crowd only to have him melt away He saw himagain lolling in a small park but when,44
+Produced by Sankar Viswanathan Greg Weeks and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet                         Transcribers NoteThis etext was produced from Analog Science Fact  Fiction September 1963Extensive research did not uncover any evidence that the US copyright onthis publication was renewed                         THE THIRST QUENCHERS     Earth has more water surface than land surfacebut that     does not mean we have all the water we want to drink And     right now America is already pressing the limits of fresh     water supply                           BY RICK RAPHAEL                   ILLUSTRATED BY GEORGE SCHELLING                                   You know the one thing I really like about working for DivAg TroyBraden muttered into his facemask pickupTen yards behind Troy and following in his ski tracks his partnerAlec Patterson paused to duck under a snowladen spruce bough beforeanswering It was snowing heavily a cold dry crystal snow piling upinch upon inch on the already deep snow pack of the Sawtooth Mountainrange In another ten minutes they would be above the timberline andthe full force of the storm would hit themTell me Mr Bones he asked as he poled easily in Troys trackswhat is the one thing you really like about working for the Divisionof AgricultureTroy tracked around a trough of bitterbrush that bent and foughtagainst the deep snow Its so dependable he said so reliable sounchanging In nearly two centuries the world has left behind thesteel age has advanced to nucleonics tissue regenerationautoservice bars and electronically driven yoyos Everyone in theworld except the United States Division of Agriculture The tried andtrue method is the rock up on which our integrity standseven thoughit was tried more than a hundred years agoHe dropped out of sight over a small hummock and whipped down the sideof a slight depression in the slope his skis whispering over the drysnow and sending up a churning crest of white from their tipsAlec chuckled and poled after him into the basin The two young juniorhydrologists worked their way up the opposite slope and then againtook the long slow traverseandturn traverseandturn path throughthe thinning trees and out into the open winddriven snow field abovethemJust below the ridgeline a shelf of packed snow jutted out for adozen yards flat and shielded from the wind by a brief rock faceTroy halted in the small island in the storm and waited for Alec toreach himHe fumbled with mittened fist at the cover of the directionalradiation compass strapped to his left wrist The outer dial rotatedas soon as the cover lock was released and came to a stop pointing tomagnetic north The detector needle quartered across the northeastquadrant of the dial like a hunting dog and then came to rest atnineteen degrees just slightly to the left of the direction of theirtracks An inner dial needle quivered between the yellow and red faceof the intensity meterWe should be within a couple of hundred yards of the marker nowTroy announced as his short chunky partner checked alongside Alecnodded and peered through the curtain of skydarkened snow just beyondthe rock face He could see powder spume whipping off the ridge cresttwenty feet above them but the contour of the sloping ridge wasquickly lost in the falling snowIllustrationThe hydrologists leaned on their ski poles and rested for a fewminutes before tackling the final cold leg of their climb Eachcarried a light coldresistance plastic ruckpac slung over theirchemicallyheated lightweight ski suitsA mile and a half below in the dense timber their two Sno cars wereparked in the shelter of a flattened and fallen spruce and they hadthrown up a quick leanto of broken boughs to give the vehicles evenmore protection from the storm From there to the top Troy was rightin his analysis of DivAg When God made mountain slopes too steep andtimber too thick it was a man and not a machine that had to do thejob on skis just as snow surveyors had done a century before when theold Soil Conservation Service pioneered the new science of snowhydrologyThe science had come a long way in the century from the days whenteams of surveyors poked a hollow calibrated aluminum tube into thesnow pack and then read depth and weighed both tube and contents todetermine moisture factorsThose oldtimers fought blizzards and avalanches from November throughMarch in the bleak towering peaks of the Northwest to the weatheredcrags of the Appalachians measuring thousands of predesignated snowcourses the last week of each winter month Upon those readings hadbeen based the crude widemargin streamflow forecasts for the comingyearNow a score of refined instruments did the same job automatically athundreds of thousands of almostinaccessible locations throughout thenorthern hemisphere Or at least almost automatically Twenty feetabove the two DivAg hydrologists and less than a hundred yards easton the very crest of an unnamed peak in the wilderness of IdahosSawtooth Mountains radiation snow gauge P1190287 had quit sendingdata three days agoThe snowprofile flight over the area showed a gap in the graphedline that flowed over the topographical map of the Sawtooths as thesurvey plane flew its daily scan The hydrotech monitoring the graphreported the lapse to regional headquarters at Spokane and minuteslater a communications operator punched up the alternate transmitterfor P1190287 Nothing happened although the board showed the gaugescobalt60 beta and gamma still hot Something had,41
+Produced by Al HainesTranscribers note in the Latin1 version of this etext Greekcharacters have been transliterated  In the UTF8 version the actualcharacters have been used  In the HTML version HTML entities havebeen usedFrontispiece THE GNÔSTIC CROSS Codex BrucianusTHE GNÔSIS OF THE LIGHT  A Translation of the Untitled Apocalypse  contained in the Codex Brucianus  with Introduction and NotesBYRev F LAMPLUGH BA CantabLondonJohn M Watkins21 Cecil Court Charing Cross Road WC21918I have loved you and have longed to give you LifeBlessed is he who crucifieth the World and hath not suffered the Worldto crucify himBlessed is the man who knoweth these things who hath brought Heavendown upon Earth and hath taken Earth and hath lifted it up unto Heavenand hath so wrought that the Midst is a Nothing              _The Book of the Gnoses of the                Invisible God_CONTENTSIntroductionThe Gnôsis of the LightNotesINTRODUCTIONThis translation of the ancient Gnôstic work called by Schmidt the_Untitled Apocalypse_ is based chiefly on Amélineaus French versionof the superior MS of the Codex Brucianus now in the BodleianLibrary Oxford  In making the rendering I have studied the contextcarefully and have not neglected the Greek words interspersed with theCoptic also I have availed myself of Mr Meads translation of certainimportant passages from Schmidts edition for purposes of comparisonAnything that I have added to bring out the meaning of the Gnôsticauthor now and again I have enclosed in brackets  Such suggestionshave always arisen from the text  I fancy my English version will befound to give a reasonably accurate idea of the contents of one of themost abstruse symbolical works in the world  The notes that I haveadded are not intended to be final or exhaustive but to give thegeneral reader some guidance towards understanding the intenselyinteresting topics with which the powerful mind of the ancient mysticalwriter was preoccupied  I have endeavoured to show myself asympathetic Hierophant or expounder of some of the mysteries notwithout study of the Gnôsis both of the Christianised and purelyHellenistic type for the key to the understanding of symbolism is onlygiven into the hands of sympathyThe Codex Brucianus was brought to England from Upper Egypt by thefamous traveller Bruce in 1769 and bequeathed by him to the care ofthe Bodleian Library Oxford  It contains several Gnôstic workstranslated into the Upper Egyptian dialect from the Greek and probablyis as old as the sixth century AD  The Greek originals were of coursemuch older that is to say the MSS to which the codex ultimately goesback were much older  We are only concerned with one of them here thesocalled _Untitled Apocalypse_ which is markedly distinct from theothers in character and style  Schmidt dates it well in the secondcentury AD and with this estimate I am inclined to agree  It showsas I have endeavoured to make clear in the notes marked affinities insome respects to the _Gospel of Mary_ Codex Akhmim which we know tohave been in existence before 180 AD and its philosophical basis isthe Platonism of Alexandria  If it is by one writer I think it may bedated from 160 or 170 AD200 AD and belongs to the period ofBasilides and ValentinusBefore venturing upon any discussion of the authorship and contents ofour document it would be as well to say a few words as to the meaningof that much misunderstood technical term Gnôsis in Hellenistic andearly Christian theology  For a fuller exposition I would refer thereader to the admirable essay upon the subject by Mr G R S Mead inhis volume _Quests Old and New_  Gnôsis was not philosophy in thegenerally accepted sense of the term or even religiophilosophy  Itwas immediate knowledge of Gods mysteries received from directintercourse with the Deitymysteries which must remain hidden from thenatural man a knowledge at the same time which exercises decidedreaction on our relationship to God and also on our nature ordisposition Reitzenstein  It was the power or gift of receiving andunderstanding revelation which finally culminated in the directunveiled vision of God and the transformation of the whole man intospiritual being by contact with Him  The ground of the idea of Gnôsisdoes not seem to be very different from that of the later MysticalTheology which originally meant the direct secret andincommunicable knowledge of God received in contemplation Dom JohnChapman  The revelation sought for was not so much a dogmaticrevelation as a revelation of the processes of transmutation ofRebirth of Apotheosis or Deification  Its aim was dynamic ratherthan static  But while the followers of the Gnôsis both Christian andHellenistic would have agreed that the direct knowledge of God isincommunicable to others they undoubtedly seem to have held that therewere what may be described as intermediate or preparatory processes orenergisings which could be communicated 1 by initiation into a holycommunity 2 by a duly qualified master 3 under the veils ofsymbols and sacramentsThe Gnôstic movement began long before the Christian era what itsoriginal historical impulse was we do not know and only one aspect ofit and that from a strictly limited point of view has been treated byecclesiastical historians  Recent investigations have challenged thetraditional outlook and the traditional conclusions and the traditionalfacts  With some today and with many more tomorrow the burningquestion is or will benot how did a peculiarly silly and licentiousheresy rise within the Churchbut how did the Church rise out of thegreat Gnôstic movement and how did the dynamic ideas of the Gnôsisbecome crystallised into Dogmas  I do not indicate a solution I donot express an opinion  I call attention to a fact in the world ofscholarship that will not be without its decided reaction upon theplain man  But the study of the ancient Gnôsis and indeed ofmysticism generally has left another suggestion that seems laden withlimitless possibilities  Let us first go back to what,21
+Produced by David Edwards Anne Storer and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at httpwwwpgdpnet Thisfile was produced from images generously made availableby The Internet Archive NATURE MYTHS AND STORIES FOR LITTLE CHILDREN by FLORA J COOKE Chicago _A Flanagan Publisher_ NATURE MYTHS AND STORIES FOR LITTLE CHILDREN BY FLORA J COOKE of the Cook County Normal School Chicago REVISED EDITION CHICAGO A FLANAGAN PUBLISHER COPYRIGHT 1895 BY FLORA J COOKEPREFACEFeeling the great need of stories founded upon good literature whichare within the comprehension of little children I have written thefollowing stories hoping that they may suggest to primary teachers thegreat wealth of material within our reach Many teachers who firmlybelieve that reading should be something more than mere _wordgetting_while the childs _reading habit_ is forming are practically helplesswithout the use of a printing press We will all agree that myths andfables are usually beautiful truths clothed in fancy and the dress isalmost always simple and transparentWho can study these myths and not feel that nature has a new languagefor him and that though the tales may be thousands of years old theyare quite as true as they were in the days of Homer If the trees andthe flowers the clouds and the wind all tell wonderful stories to thechild he has sources of happiness of which no power can deprive himAnd when we consider that here too is the key which unlocks so much ofthe best in art and literature we feel that we cannot rank too highlythe importance of the myth in the primary schoolroomFor instance the child has been observing reading and writing aboutthe sun the moon the direction of the wind the trees the flowers orthe forces that are acting around him He has had the songs poems andpictures connected with these lessons to further enhance his thoughtinterest and observationHe is now given a beautiful myth He is not expected to interpret it Itis presented for the same purpose that a good picture is placed beforehim He feels its beauty but does not analyze itIf through his observation or something in his experience he _does seea meaning_ in the story he has entered a new world of life and beautyThen comes the question to every thoughtful teacher Can the repetitionof words necessary to the growth of the childs vocabulary be obtainedin this wayThis may be accomplished if the teacher in planning her years worksees a close relation between the science literature and number workso that the same words are always recurring and the interest in eachline of work is constant and ever increasingThe following stories are suggested in the standard books of mythologyand poetry and have been tested and found to be very helpful in thefirst and third grades A full list of myths history stories and fairytales for the children in the different grades can be found in Emily JRices Course of Study in History and Literature which can be obtainedof A Flanagan No 262 Wabash avenue ChicagoIllustrationCONTENTS ANIMAL STORIES   Donkey and the Salt                                    59   Fox and the Stork    _Adapted from Æesop_              91   Grateful Foxes                                          43     _Adapted from Edwin Arnolds Poem Permission of     Chas Scribners Sons_   How the Spark of Fire Was Saved                         79     _Adapted from John Vance Cheneys Poem_   How the Chipmunk Got the Stripes on Its Back            89     _Adapted from Edwin Arnolds Poem_   An Indian Story of the Mole                             77 BIRD STORIES   An Indian Story of the Robin                            26     _Adapted from Whittiers Poem How the Robin Came_   How the Robins Breast Became Red                       24   The Redheaded Woodpecker                               29     _Adapted from Phoebe Carys Poem_ CLOUD STORIES   Palace of Alkinoös                                      36     _Adapted from the Odyssey_   Swan Maidens                                            54 FLOWER STORIES   Clytie,52
+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,2
+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,13
+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,13
+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,13
+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,13
+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,44
+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,3
+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,29
+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,1
+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,27
+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,4
+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,13
+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,4
+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,52
+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,52
+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,29
+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,13
+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,0
+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,20
+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,0
+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,23
+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,13
+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,4
+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,4
+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,4
+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,13
+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,0
+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,9
+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,13
+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,0
+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,2
+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,7
+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,1
+Produced by Lynn Hill  HTML version by Al HainesTo all friends of the brave children of FranceMap of the VoyageTHE FRENCH TWINSbyLucy Fitch PerkinsCONTENTS    I THE CHURCH AND THE PEOPLE   II ON THE WAY HOME  III THE COMING OF THE GERMANS   IV THE RETURN OF THE FRENCH    V AT MADAME COUDERTS   VI THE BURNING OF THE CATHEDRAL  VII HOME AGAIN VIII REFUGEES   IX THE FOREIGN LEGION    X FONTANELLE   XI A SURPRISE  XII MORNING IN THE MEADOW XIII CHILDREN OF THE LEGIONI THE CHURCH AND THE PEOPLEThe sunlight of the clear September afternoon shone across the roofs ofthe City of Rheims and fell in a yellow flood upon the towers of themost beautiful cathedral in the world turning them into two shininggolden pillars against the deep blue of the eastern skyThe streets below were already in shadow but the sunshine still pouredthrough the great rose window above the western portal lighting thedim interior of the church with long shafts of brilliant reds bluesand greens and falling at last in a shower of broken color upon thesteps of the high altar Somewhere in the mysterious shadows an unseenmusician touched the keys of the great organ and the voice of theCathedral throbbed through its echoing aisles in tremulous waves ofsound Above the deep tones of the bass notes a delicate melodyfloated like a lark singing above the surfThough the great church seemed empty but for sound and color therelingered among its shadows a few persons who loved it well There werepriests and a few worshipers There was also Father Varennes theVerger and far away in one of the small chapels opening from the apsein the eastern end good Mother Meraut was down upon her knees notpraying as you might suppose but scrubbing the stone floor MotherMeraut was a wise woman she knew when to pray and when to scrub andupon occasion did both with equal energy to the glory of God and theservice of his Church Today it was her task to make the little chapelclean and sweet for was not the Abbe coming to examine theConfirmation Class in its catechism and were not her own two childrenPierre and Pierette in the class In time to the heartbeats of theorgan Mother Meraut swept her brush back and forth and it was alreadynear the hour for the class to assemble when at last she set aside herscrubbingpail wiped her hands upon her apron and began to dust thechairs which had been standing outside the arched entrance and toplace them in orderly rows within the chapelShe had nearly completed her task when there was a taptapping uponthe stone floor and down the long aisle leaning upon his crutch cameFather Varennes He stopped near the chapel and watched her as shewhisked the last chair into place and then paused with her hands uponher hips to make a final inspection of her workBonjour Antoinette said the VergerMother Meraut turned her round cheerful face toward him Ah it isyou Henri she cried come no doubt to see if the chapel is cleanenough for the Abbe Well beholdThe Verger peered through the arched opening and sniffed the wetsoapy smell which pervaded the air One might even eat from your cleanfloor Antoinette he said smiling and taste nothing worse with hisfood than a bit of soap Truly the chapel is as clean as a shrivensoulIts a bold bit of dirt that would try to stand out against medeclared Mother Meraut with a flourish of her dustcloth for when Igo after it I think to myself Ah if I but had one of thosedetestable Germans by the nose how I would grind it and the verythought brings such power to my elbow that I check myself lest I wearthrough the stones of the floorThe Verger laughed then shook his head Truly Antoinette he saidI believe you could seize your husbands gun if he were to fall andfill his place in the Army as well as you fill his place here in theCathedral doing a mans work with a womans strength and smiling asif it were but play Our France can never despair while there are womenlike youMy Jacques shall carry his own gun said Mother Meraut stoutly andbring it home with him when the war is over if God wills and may itbe soon Meanwhile I will help to keep our holy Cathedral clean as heused to do It is not easy work but one must do what one can andsurely it is better to do it with smiles than with tearsThe Verger nodded That is true he said yet it is hard to smile inthe face of sorrowBut we must smilethough our hearts breakfor France and for ourchildren lest they forget joy cried Mother Meraut She smiled as shespoke though her lip trembled I will you the truth Henri sometimeswhen I think of what the Germans have already done in Belgium and mayyet do in France I feel my heart breaking in my bosom And then I sayto myself Courage Antoinette It is our business to live bravely forthe France that is to be when this madness is over Our armies arestill between us and the Boche It is not time to be afraidAnd I tell you they shall not pass cried Father Varennes strikinghis crutch angrily upon the stone floor The brave soldiers of Francewill not permit it Oh if I could but carry a gun instead of this Herattled his crutch despairingly as he spokeMother Meraut sighed Though I am a woman I too wish I might fightthe invaders she said but since I may not carry a gun I will putall the more energy into my broom and sweep the dirt from the Cathedralas I would sweep the Germans back to the Rhine if I couldIt is indeed the only way for women children and such as Igrieved the VergerTut tut answered Mother Meraut,15
+Produced by Amy E Zelmer and Sue Asscher  HTML version by Al HainesAUSTRALIAN SEARCH PARTYBYCHARLES HENRY EDENFROMILLUSTRATED TRAVELSA RECORD OFDISCOVERY GEOGRAPHY AND ADVENTUREEDITED BYHW BATESASSISTANTSECRETARY OF THE ROYAL GEOGRAPHICAL SOCIETYAN AUSTRALIAN SEARCH PARTYIBY CHARLES H EDENIN a former narrative published in the preceding volume of theILLUSTRATED TRAVELS I gave an account of a terrible cyclone whichvisited the northeastern coast of Queensland in the autumn of 1866nearly destroying the small settlements of Cardwell and Townsville anddoing an infinity of damage by uprooting heavy timber blocking up thebush roads etc  Amongst other calamities attendant on this visitationwas the loss of a small coasting schooner named the Eva bound fromCleveland to Rockingham Bay with cargo and passengers  Only those whohave visited Australia can picture to themselves the full horror of acaptivity amongst the degraded blacks with whom this unexploreddistrict abounds and a report of white men having been seen amongstthe wild tribes in the neighbourhood of the Herbert River induced theinhabitants of Cardwell to institute a search party to rescue the crewof the unhappy schooner should they still be alive or to gain somecertain clue to their fate should they have perishedIn my former narrative I described our exploration of the HerbertRiver lying at the south end of Rockingham Channel with its fruitlessissue and I now take up the thread of my story from that pointthinking it can hardly fail to be of interest to the reader not onlyas regards the wild nature of the country traversed but also asshowing the anxiety manifested by the inhabitants of these remotedistricts to clear up the fate of their unhappy brethren  I may alsohere mention for the information of such of my readers as may not haveread the preceding portions of the narrative that Cardwell is the nameof a small township situated on the shores of Rockingham Bay and thatTownsville is a settlement some hundred miles further south known alsoas Cleveland BayHOW WE EXPLORED GOULD AND GARDEN ISLANDSWe were all much pleased at a piece of intelligence brought up by theDaylight to the effect that a party of volunteers had been assembledat Cleveland Bay and intended coming up in a small steamer to thesouth end of Hinchinbrook to assist in the search for the missingcrew  As it would be of the utmost importance that both parties shouldcooperate I sent my boat down to the mouth of the channel with anote to the leader of the expedition announcing our intention oflanding on the north end of the island and working towards the centreand requesting them to scour their end and then push northward whenwe should most probably meet in the middle of the island  The boat hadorders to wait at the bar until the arrival of the steamer and then toreturn with all speed  In the meanwhile the Daylight wasdischarging her cargo and we were making preparations for what we wellknew would prove a most arduous undertaking the sequel will show thatwe did not overrate the difficulties before usAt the risk of being tedious I must explain to the reader some of thepeculiarities of Hinchinbrook Island  Its length is a little short offorty miles and its shape a rude triangle the apex of which is at thesouth and the north side forming the southern portion of RockinghamBay Now this north side is by no means straight but is curved outinto two or three bays of considerable extent and in one of them standtwo islands named Gould and Garden Islands  The latter of these wasour favourite resort for picnics for the dense foliage afforded goodshade and when the tide was low we were enabled to gather mostdelicious oysters from some detached rocks  Gould Island isconsiderably larger but rising in a pyramid from the sea and beingcovered with loose boulders it was most tedious climbing  From thetownship we could with our glasses see canoes constantly passing andrepassing between these two islands and as the Daylight had aparticularly heavy cargo this trip and would not be clear for the nexttwo days we made up our minds to search the islands and drive theblacks on to Hinchinbrook so that one of our parties must stumbleacross them when we swept it  This may seem to the reader unnecessarytrouble but most of our party were conversant with the habits of theblacks and their limited method of reasoning and we judged it probablethat the Herbert River gins would have at once acquainted theHinchinbrook blacks with our unceremonious visit and warned them thatwe should probably soon look them up also  Now on the receipt of thisunwelcome intelligence the first thing that would strike the blackswould be the facilities for concealment afforded by Gould or GardenIslands more particularly had they any captives and they would say tothemselves that we should certainly overlook these two outofthewaylittle spots and when we were busy on Hinchinbrook they could easilypaddle themselves and their prisoners to some of the more distant chainof islands where they could lie by until all fear of pursuit was pastSuch was the opinion both of the troopers and of the experiencedbushmen and as we were fully resolved to leave them no loophole forescape we jumped into our boat and pulled gently over to Garden IslandIt was about seven oclock in the morning when we started sixstrongfour whites and Cato and Ferdinandwell armed and with agood supply of provisions  The sun was already very hot and the watersmooth as glass save where the prow of the boat broke the stillsurface into a tiny ripple which continued plainly visible half a mileastern  I find it difficult to bring before the reader the thousandcurious objects that met us on our way  The sullen crocodile baskingin the sun sank noiselessly a splash would be heard and a four feetalbicore would fling himself madly into the air striving vainly toelude the ominous black triangle that cut the water like a knife closein his rear  Small chance for the poor fugitive with the ravenousshark following,4
+Produced by Sandra Laythorpe  HTML version by Al HainesABBEYCHURCHORSELFCONTROL AND SELFCONCEITBYCHARLOTTE M YONGETHE AUTHOR OF THE HEIR OF REDCLYFFESecond EditionThe Original Printed Text of this work is in the possession of TheCharlotte M Yonge FellowshipNever think yourself safe because you do your duty in ninetyninepoints it is the hundredth which is to be the ground of yourselfdenial which must evidence or rather instance and realize yourfaith     Newmans SermonsPREFACERechauffes are proverbially dangerous but everyone runs into themsooner or later and the world has done me the kindness so often toinquire after my first crude attempt that after it has lain for manyyears out of print I have ventured to launch it oncemoreimperfections and allthough it is guilty of the error ofpointing rather to a transient phase of difficulty than to a generalprinciple  The wheels of this world go so quickly round that I havelived to see that it would have been wiser in the clergyman to havedirected rather than obstructed the socalled march of intellect Ihave lived also to be somewhat ashamed of the exuberant outpouring ofhistorical allusions which however were perfectly natural among theset of girls from whom my experience was taken but these defects aswell as the more serious one of tyrannical aversion to vulgarity aretoo inherent in this tale to be removed and the real lesson intendedto be conveyed of obedience and sincerity of course remains unchangedThe later story was a rather hasty attempt to parody the modernsensation novel as Northanger Abbey did the Radclyffe school but itmakes the mistake of having too real a mystery  However such as theyare the two stories go forth in company trusting that they may notprove too utterly wearisome to be brought forward this second time                                    May 9th 1872ABBEYCHURCHORSELFCONTROL AND SELFCONCEITCHAPTER IOne summer afternoon Helen Woodbourne returned from her daily walkwith her sisters and immediately repaired to the schoolroom in orderto put the finishing touches to a drawing with which she had beenengaged during the greater part of the morning  She had not been longestablished there before her sister Katherine came in and taking herfavourite station leaning against the window shutter so as to commanda good view of the street she began Helen do you know that theConsecration is to be on Thursday the twentyeighth instead of theTuesday afterI know Lizzie wished that it could be so said Helen because thetwentyeighth is St Augustines day but I thought that the Bishop hadappointed TuesdayBut Papa wrote to him and he has altered the day as Papa wished Iheard Mamma and Mr Somerville talking about it just now when I wentinto the drawingroom answered KatherineWill everything be ready in time said HelenDear me cried Katherine I wonder if it will  What is to be doneif that tiresome Miss Dighten does not send home our dresses in timeWe must go and hurry her tomorrow  And I must get Mamma to go toBaysmouth this week to get our ribbons  I looked over all Mr Greenson Monday and he has not one bit of pink satin ribbon wide enough orfit to be seenOh but I meant the things in the churchthe cushions and the carvingon the Font said HelenOh dear yes the Font is very nearly done we saw today you knowand as to the cushions Mrs Webbe may have Sarah to help her and thenthey will certainly be finished  I wonder whether there will be anyfun said KatherineIs a Consecration an occasion for fun asked Helen very gravelyWhy no I do not exactly mean that replied Katherine but therewill be a great many people and the Mertons staying here and Rupertis always so full of funHmm said Helen I do not suppose he will be come back fromScotlandAnd Mrs Turner says continued Katherine that of course as theBishop is coming to luncheon after Church Mamma must give an elegantdejeuner a la fourchette to everybody  Next time I go to St MartinsStreet Mrs Turner is going to give me a receipt for makingblancmanger with some cheap stuff which looks quite as well asisinglass  It is made on chemical principles she says for she heardit all explained at the Mechanics Institute  And Aunt Anne will besure to bring us some of their grand fruit from Merton Hall What asetout it will be  The old Vicarage will not know itself howdelightful it will beSo you think the happiness of the Consecration day depends upon theparty and the luncheon said HelenNo no of course I do not said Katherine but we must think aboutthat too or we should not do what is properSomeone must said Helen but it is happy for us that we are notcalled upon to do so yetWhy we must help Mamma said Katherine I am sure that is our dutyCertainly said Helen but we need not dwell upon such thoughts forour own pleasureNo I do not I am sure said Katherine I do not care about thegrand dejeuner I am sure I think a great deal more about the Churchand the BishopI wonder whether he will come by the railroadAt this moment the door was thrown back hastily and Elizabeth theelder sister of Katherine and Helen darted in looking full ofindignation which she only wanted to pour forth without much caringwhether it was listened to with sympathy or notSo have you heard she began these Hazlebys are coming  Did youever hear of such a nuisance  Anything so preposterous  Mrs Hazlebyat a ConsecrationI should as soon think of asking Gillespie GrumachIt is for the Majors sake of course said Helen he will like tocomeAy but he is not coming he cannot get leave said Elizabeth if hewas I should not mind it so much but it is only Mrs Hazleby and thegirls for,0
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+Produced by Charles Keller and David GarciaIllustration I will teach you to love me he criedTHE GRAIN OF DUST_A NOVEL_BY DAVID GRAHAM PHILLIPSILLUSTRATED BY AB WENZELL1911LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONSI will teach you to love he he criedYou wont make an outandout idiot of yourself will you UrsulaWould you like to think I was marrying you for what you haveor forany other reason whatever but for what you areIt has killed me he groanedShe glanced complacently down at her softly glistening shouldersFather    I have asked you not to interfere between Fred and meEvidently she had been cryingAt Josephines right sat a handsome young foreignerTHE GRAIN OF DUSTIInto the offices of Lockyer Sanders Benchley Lockyer  Normancorporation lawyers there drifted on a December afternoon a girl insearch of work at stenography and typewriting The firm was about themost important and most famousradical orators often said infamousinNew York The girl seemed at a glance about as unimportant and obscurean atom as the city hid in its vast ferment She was blondetawny hairfair skin blue eyes Aside from this hardly conclusive mark of identitythere was nothing positive nothing definite about her She was neithertall nor short neither fat nor thin neither grave nor gay She gavethe impression of a young person of the feminine genderthat andnothing more She was plainly dressed like thousands of other girlsin darkish blue jacket and skirt and white shirt waist Her boots andgloves were neat her hair simply and well arranged Perhaps in theserespectsin neatness and tasteshe did excel the average which isdepressingly low But in a city where more or less strikingly prettywomen bent upon being seen are as plentiful as the blackberries ofKentuckys Julyin New York no one would have given her a second lookthis quiet young woman screened in an atmosphere of selfeffacementShe applied to the head clerk It so happened that need for anothertypewriter had just arisen She got a trial showed enough skill towarrant the modest wage of ten dollars a week she became part of theoffice force of twenty or twentyfive young men and women similarlyemployed As her lack of skill was compensated by industry andregularity she would have a job so long as business did not slackenWhen it did she would be among the first to be let go She shrank intoher obscure niche in the great firm came and went in mouselikefashion said little obtruded herself never was all but forgottenNothing could have been more commonplace more trivial than the wholeincident The name of the girl was HallowellMiss Hallowell On thechief clerks pay roll appeared the additional information that herfirst name was Dorothea The head office boy in one of his occasionalspells of freshness addressed her as Miss Dottie She looked at himwith a puzzled expression it presently changed to a slight sweetsmile and she went about her business There was no rebuke in hermanner she was far too selfeffacing for anything so positive as themildest rebuke But the head office boy blushed awkwardlywhy he didnot know and could not discover though he often cogitated upon it Sheremained Miss HallowellOpposites suggest each other The dimmest personality in those officeswas the girl whose name imaged to everyone little more than a pencilnotebook and typewriting machine The vividest personality wasFrederick Norman In the list of names upon the outer doors of thefirms vast labyrinthine suite on the seventeenth floor of theSyndicate Building his name came lastand in the newest letteringsuggesting recentness of partnership In age he was the youngest of thepartners Lockyer was archaic Sanders an antique Benchley actuallyonly about fiftyfive had the air of one born in the grandfather classLockyer the son dyed his hair and affected jauntiness but was in factnot many years younger than Benchley and had the stiffening jerky legsof one paying for a lively youth Norman was thirtysevenat the agethe Greeks extolled as divine because it means all the best of youthcombined with all the best of manhood Some people thought Normanyounger almost boyish Those knew him uptown only where he hid the manof affairs beneath the man of the worldthatamusesitself Some peoplethought he looked and was older than the age with which thebiographical notices credited him They knew him down town onlywherehe dominated by sheer force of intellect and willAs has been said the firm ranked among the greatest in New YorkIt was a trusted counselor in large affairscommercial financialpoliticalin all parts of America in all parts of the globe for manyof its clients were international traffickers Yet this young man thisyoungest and most recent of the partners had within the month forced areorganization of the firmor rather of its profitson a basis thatgave him no less than one half of the wholeHis demand threw his four associates into paroxysms of rage andfearthe fear serving as a wholesome antidote to the rageIt certainly was infuriating that a youth admitted to partnershipbarely three years ago should thus maltreat his associates Ingratewas precisely the epithet for him At least so they honestly thoughtafter the quaint human fashion for because they had given him thepartnership they looked on themselves as his benefactors and neglectedas unimportant detail the sole and entirely selfish reason for theirgraciousness But enraged though these worthy gentlemen were andeagerly though they longed to treat the conceited and grasping upstartas he richly deserved they accepted his ultimatum Even the venerableand venerated Lockyerthan whom a more convinced selfdeceiver on thesubject of his own virtues never wore white whiskers black garmentsand the other badges of eminent respectabilityeven old Joseph Lockyercould not twist the acceptance into another manifestation of thebenevolence of himself and his associates They had to stare thegrimacing truth straight in the face they were yielding because theydared not refuse To refuse would mean the departure of Norman with thefirms most profitable business It costs heavily to live in New Yorkthe families of successful men are extravagant so conduct unbecoming agentleman may not there be resented if to resent is to cut down onesincome The time was as the dignified and nicely honorable Sandersobserved when these and,0
+Produced by Charles Aldarondo  HTML version by Al HainesVeranildaByGeorge GissingCONTENTS       I  THE VANQUISHED ROMAN      II  BASILS VISION     III  THE DEACON LEANDER      IV  TO CUMAE       V  BASIL AND VERANILDA      VI  THE EMPERORS COMMAND     VII  HERESY    VIII  THE SNARE      IX  CHORSOMAN       X  THE ANICIANS      XI  SEEKING     XII  HELIODORA    XIII  THE SOUL OF ROME     XIV  SILVIAS DREAM      XV  YOUNG ROME     XVI  WHISPERS    XVII  LEANDER THE POLITIC   XVIII  PELAGIUS     XIX  THE PRISONER OF PRAENESTE      XX  THE ISLAND IN THE LIRIS     XXI  THE BETRAYER BETRAYED    XXII  DOOM   XXIII  THE RED HAND    XXIV  THE MOUNT OF THE MONK     XXV  THE ABBOTS TOWER    XXVI  VIVAS IN DEO   XXVII  THE KING OF THE GOTHS  XXVIII  AT HADRIANS VILLA    XXIX  ROME BELEAGUERED     XXX     CHAPTER ITHE VANQUISHED ROMANSeven years long had the armies of Justinian warred against the Gothsin Italy Victor from Rhegium to Ravenna the great commanderBelisarius had returned to the East Carrying captive a Gothic kingThe cities of the conquered land were garrisoned by barbarians of manytongues who bore the name of Roman soldiers the Italian peoplebrought low by slaughter dearth and plague crouched under therapacious tyranny of governors from ByzantiumThough children born when King Theodoric still reigned had yet scarcegrown to manhood that golden age seemed already a legend of the pastAthalaric Amalasuntha Theodahad last of the Amal blood had held thethrone in brief succession and were gone warriors chosen at will bythe Gothic host mere kings of the battlefield had risen and perishedreduced to a wandering tribe the nation which alone of her invadershad given peace and hope to Italy which alone had reverenced andupheld the laws polity culture of Rome would soon it was thoughtbe utterly destroyed or vanish in flight beyond the Alps Yet war didnot come to an end In the plain of the great river there was once morea chieftain whom the Goths had raised upon their shields a king mensaid glorious in youth and strength and able even yet to worst theEmperors generals His fame increased Ere long he was known to bemoving southward to have crossed the Apennines to have won a battlein Etruria The name of this young hero was TotilaIn these days the senators of Rome heirs to a title whose ancientpower and dignity were halfforgotten abode within the City underconstraint disguised as honour the conquerors hostages One amongthem of noblest name Flavius Anicius Maximus broken in health by thetroubles of the time and by private sorrow languishing all but untodeath in the heavy air of the Tiber was permitted to seek relief in avisit to which he would of his domains in Italy His birth his reputegave warrant of loyalty to the empire and his coffers furnished theprice put upon such a favour by Byzantine greed Maximus chose forrefuge his villa by the Campanian shore vast beautiful half in ruinwhich had been enjoyed by generations of the Anician family situatedabove the little town of Surrentum it caught the cooler breeze and onits mountainous promontory lay apart from the tramp of armies Here assummer burned into autumn the sick man lived in brooding silencefeeling his strength waste and holding to the world only by one desireThe household comprised his unwedded sister Petronilla a lady inmiddle age his nephew Basil and another kinsman Decius a studentand an invalid together with a physician certain freedmen whorendered services of trust a eunuch at the Command of Petronilla andthe usual body of male and female slaves Some score of glebeboundpeasants cultivated the large estate for their lords behoofNotwithstanding the distress that had fallen upon the Roman nobilitymany of whom were sunk into indigence the chief of the Anicii stillcontrolled large means and the disposal of these possessions at hisdeath was matter of interest to many personsnot least to the clergyof Rome who found in the dying mans sister a piously tenaciousadvocate Children had been born to Maximus but the only son whoreached mature years fell a victim to pestilence when Vitiges wascamped about the City There survived one daughter Aurelia Her thefather had not seen for years her he longed to see and to pardon erehe died For Aurelia widowed of her first husband in early youth hadused her liberty to love and wed a flaxenhaired barbarian a lord ofthe Goths and worse still had renounced the Catholic faith for thereligion of the Gothic people that heresy of Arianism condemned andabhorred by Rome In Consequence she became an outcast from her kithand kin Her husband commanded in the city of Cumae hard by NeapolisWhen this stronghold fell before the advance of Belisarius the Gothescaped soon after to die in battle Aurelia a captive of theConquerors remained at Cumae and still was living there though nolonger under restraint Because of its strength this ancient citybecame the retreat of many ladies who fled from Rome before thehardships and perils of the siege from them the proud and unhappywoman ever held apart yet she refused to quit the town when she wouldhave been permitted to do so From his terrace above the Surrentineshore Maximus gazed across the broad gulf to the hills that concealedCumae yearning for the last of his children When at length,13
+Produced by Robert Rowe Charles Franks and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team HTML version by Al HainesFIFTY FAMOUS FABLESBY LIDA BROWN McMURRYPRIMARY CRITIC TEACHER STATE NORMAL SCHOOL DE KALB ILLINOISB F JOHNSON PUBLISHING COMPANYPREFACEThe fifty fables in this book have been selected for second gradereading because they are easily comprehended by pupils of that gradeand because they teach lessons which every child should learnIt is not wise to tell the class the moral application of the fablesIt is better to have each pupil make his own application without anysuggestion from the teacherIn adapting the stories the conversational form has been largely usedthis form not only gives much pleasure to the children but it alsoaffords excellent opportunities for voice cultureMost of the stories have been successfully used for several years withclasses of children in the State Normal School at DeKalbCONTENTSDESIRABILITY OF SELFCONTROL  1 THE TORTOISE AND THE DUCKSRESULTS OF A MEAN JOKE  2 THE MOUSE AND THE FROG  3 THE BOYS AND THE FROGS  4 THE SHEPHERD BOY AND THE WOLFFOLLY OF QUARRELING  5 THE TWO GOATS  6 THE STRIKE OF THE MILL FEEDERS  7 THE FARMER AND HIS SONS  8 THE FOUR OXEN AND THE LIONDEEDS BETTER THAN WORDS  9  THE HUNTER AND THE FARMER  10 THE FOX IN THE WELL  11 THE MICE IN COUNCILFOLLY OF PRIDE  12 THE FOX AND THE CROW  13 THE VAIN CROW  14 THE HORSE AND THE LOADED DONKEY  15 THE LEAVES AND THE ROOTS  16 THE BULL AND THE GNATWISDOM OF HEEDING GOOD ADVICE  17 THE FARMER AND HIS THREE SONS  18 THE YOUNG FOX  19 VISIT OF THE MOUSE TO THE COUNTRY  20 THE TWO DOVESBASENESS OF DECEIT  21 THE HORSE AND THE WOLF  22 THE BIRDS THE BEASTS AND THE BAT  23 THE BEES THE DRONES AND THE WASP  24 THE WOODMAN AND HIS AXE  25 THE FOX WITH HIS TAIL CUT OFF  26 THE BLACKBIRD AND THE DOVERESULTS OF GREEDINESS  27 THE GREEDY DOG  28 THE GOOSE THAT LAID GOLD EGGSDESIRABILITY OF CONTENTMENT  29 THE DONKEY AND HIS MASTERS  30 THE COBBLER AND THE RICH MANVALUE OF THINKING FOR ONESELF  31 THE ICE KING  32 THE WOLF THE GOAT AND THE KID  33 THE WISE GOAT  34 THE SHEPHERD AND THE DOGS  35 THE BOY AND THE NUTS  36 THE CROW AND THE PITCHER  37 THE GROCER AND HIS DONKEY  38 THE THREE FISHWISDOM OF SELFRELIANCE  39 THE WAGONER  40 THE LARK AND THE FARMERKINDNESS AND ITS RESULTS  41 THE LION AND THE MOUSE  42 THE ANT AND THE DOVE  43 THE HAPPY FAMILY  44 THE TYRANT WHO BECAME A JUST RULERMISCELLANEOUSWISDOM OF PERSEVERANCE  45 THE HARE AND THE TORTOISEFOLLY OF TRYING TO PLEASE EVERYBODY  46 THE MILLER HIS SON AND THEIR DONKEYAPPEARANCES SOMETIMES DECEITFUL  47 THE PUG DOG AND HIS SHADOWPUNISHMENT OF TREACHERY  48 THE PARTRIDGE IN THE NETGENTLENESS BETTER THAN HARSHNESS  49 THE NORTH WIND AND THE SUNMEANNESS OF SELFISHNESS  50 THE CAMEL AND HIS MASTERFIFTY FAMOUS FABLESTHE TORTOISE AND THE DUCKSTake me with you please called a tortoise to a gray duck and awhite duck that were flying overThe ducks heard the tortoise and flew down toward himDo you really wish to go with us asked the ducks as they came to theground near the tortoiseI surely do replied the tortoise Will you please take meWhy yes I think we can do so said the white duck slowlyThe two ducks talked together in low tones for a few minutes Then theyflew to the woods They soon brought back a strong twig and dropped itin front of the tortoiseNow said the ducks if we take you off to see the world you mustpromise us one thingWhat is that asked the tortoise I will promise almost anything ifyou will let me goYou must promise not to say one word while you are in the air NOT ONEWORD replied the ducksAll right I promise said the tortoise Sometimes I do not say aword for a whole day because there is no one to listen to meWell take firm hold of the middle of the twig we are ready tostart said the gray duckIf you value your life you must hold on tightly said the white duckThe tortoise took hold of the middle of the twig and each duck tookhold of one endThen they flew up up up while the tortoise swung from the middle ofthe twig How he enjoyed it He had never had such a rideThey had gone a long way safely when they came to a hayfield Thehaymakers looked up and saw the ducks and the tortoiseHo ho the tortoise has stolen some wings called one of thehaymakersWhat a queer carriage he has laughed another in a loud voiceI pity his horses said anotherThis made the tortoise so angry that he cried out You but no oneknows what he was going to say for he fell to the ground and waskilledFootnote Adapted from The Tortoise and the Geese in a book of thesame name published by Houghton Mifflin CoTHE MOUSE AND THE FROGA frog while out walking one day saw a mouse coming toward himThere is that foolish mouse said he I will play a good joke onhim and he grinned as he thought how much fun he would haveAs they met the frog said Good morning Sir Mouse I hope I find youwell todayVery well replied the mouse How are youMy health is not very good so I have taken a holiday If you are notbusy what do you say to our spending the day togetherGood answered the mouse I have little to do and nothing would suitme better So they started off togetherThey had not gone far when the frog said Let me tie one of,24
+Produced by Charles Aldarondo  HTML version by Al HainesTHE FORTUNATE YOUTHBYWILLIAM J LOCKECHAPTER IPAUL KEGWORTHY lived with his mother Mrs Button his stepfather MrButton and six little Buttons his half brothers and sisters His wasnot an ideal home it consisted in a bedroom a kitchen and a sculleryin a grimy little house in a grimy street made up of rows of exactlysimilar grimy little houses and forming one of a hundred similarstreets in a northern manufacturing town Mr and Mrs Button worked ina factory and took in as lodgers grimy single men who also worked infactories They were not a model couple they were rather in fact thescandal of Budge Street which did not itself enjoy in Bludston areputation for holiness Neither was good to look upon Mr Button whowas Lancashire bred and born divided the yearnings of his spiritbetween strong drink and dogfights Mrs Button a viperous Londoneryearned for noise When Mr Button came home drunk he punched his wifeabout the head and kicked her about the body while they both exhaustedthe vocabulary of vituperation of North and South to the horror andedification of the neighbourhood When Mr Button was sober Mrs Buttonchastised little Paul She would have done so when Mr Button wasdrunk but she had not the time The periods therefore of hismothers martyrdom were those of Pauls enfranchisement If he saw hisstepfather come down the street with steady gait he fled in terror ifhe saw him reeling homeward he lingered about with light and joyousheartThe brood of young Buttons was fed spasmodically and clad at randombut their meals were regular and their raiment well assorted comparedwith Pauls Naturally they came in for clouts and thumps like all thechildren in Budge Street it was only Paul who underwent organizedchastisement The little Buttons often did wrong but in the motherseyes Paul could never do right In an animal way she was fond of thechildren of Button and in a way equally animal she bore a venomousdislike to the child of Kegworthy Who and what Kegworthy had beenneither Paul nor any inhabitant of Bludston knew Once the boyinquired and she broke a worn fryingpan over his head Kegworthywhoever he might have been was wrapt in mystery She had appeared inthe town when Paul was a year old giving herself out as a widow Thatshe was by no means destitute was obvious from the fact that she atonce rented the house in Budge Street took in lodgers and lived ather ease Button who was one of the lodgers cast upon her the eyes ofdesire and married her Why she married Button she could neverdetermine Perhaps she had a romantic ideaand there is romance evenin Budge Streetthat Button would support her He very soon shatteredany such illusion by appropriating the remainder of her fortune andkicking her into the factory with hobnailed boots It would be wrong tosay that Mrs Button did not complain she did She tent the air ofBudge Street with horrible execration but she went to the factorywhere save for the intervals of retirement rendered necessary by thebirths of the little Buttons she was contented enough to stayIf Paul Kegworthy had been of the same fibre as the little Buttons hewould have felt thought and acted as they and this history wouldnever have been written He would have grown up to mans estate in thefactory and have been merged an indistinguishable unit in the drab massof clothcapped humans who at certain hours of the day flood thestreets of Bludston and swarm on the roofs of clanging and shriekingtramcars and on Saturday afternoons gather in clotted greyness on thefootball ground He might have been sober and industrioustheproletariat of Bludston is not entirely composed of Buttonsbut hewould have taken the colour of his environment and the world outsideBludston would never have heard of him Paul however differed greatlyfrom the little Buttons They children of the grey cap and the redshawl resembled hundreds of thousands of little human rabbitssimilarly parented Only the trained eye could have identified themamong a score or two of their congeners For the most part they weredingily fair with snub noses coarse mouths and eyes of anindeterminate blue Of that type once blowsily goodlooking was MrsButton herself But Paul wandered a changeling about the Bludstonstreets In the rows of urchins in the crowded Board School classroomhe sat as conspicuous as any little Martian who might have been bundleddown to earth He had wavy black hair of raven black a dark olivecomplexion flushed in spite of haphazard nourishment and nights spenton the stone floor of the reeking scullery with the warm blood ofhealth great liquid black eyes and the exquisitely delicate featuresof a young Praxitelean god It was this preposterous perfection whichwhile redeeming him from ridiculous beauty by giving his childish facea certain rigidity differentiated him outwardly from his fellows MrButton to whom the unusual was anathema declared that the sight ofthe monstrosity made him sick and rarely suffered him in his presenceand one day Mrs Button discovering him in front of the cracked mirrorin which Mr Button shaved when his hand was steady enough on Sundayafternoons smote him over the face with a pound of rump steak whichshe happened to be carrying instinctively desirous not only to correcther son for vanity but also to spoil the comeliness of which he mightbe vainUntil a wonderful and illuminating happening in his eleventh yearlittle Paul Kegworthy had taken existence with the fatalism of a childOf his stepfather who smelt lustily of sour beer bad tobacco andincidentally of other things undetected by Pauls nostrils and whom hesaw rarely he dwelt in mortal terror When he heard of the Devil atSunday school which he attended to his stepfathers disgust hepictured the Prince of Darkness not as a gentleman not even as apicturesque personage with horns and tail but as Mr Button Asregards his mother he had a confused idea that he was a living blighton her existence He was not sorry because it was not his fault butin his childish way he,13
+Produced by Charles Aldarondo  HTML version by Al HainesTHE LOST WORDA Christmas Legend of Long AgoByHENRY VAN DYKENew YorkMDCCCXCVIIIDEDICATED TO MY FRIEND HAMILTON W MABIECONTENTS   I THE POVERTY OF HERMAS  II A CHRISTMAS LOSS III PARTING BUT NO FAREWELL  IV LOVE IN SEARCH OF A WORD   V RICHES WITHOUT REST  VI GREAT FEAR AND RECOVERED JOYITHE POVERTY OF HERMASCOME down Hermas come down The night is past It is time to bestirring Christ is born today Peace be with you in His name Makehaste and come downA little group of young men were standing in a street of Antioch inthe dusk of early morning fifteen hundred years ago It was a classof candidates who had nearly finished their two years of trainingfor the Christian church They had come to call their fellowstudentHermas from his lodgingTheir voices rang out cheerily through the cool air They were fullof that glad sense of life which the young feel when they awake andcome to rouse one who is still sleeping There was a note offriendly triumph in their call as if they were exultingunconsciously in having begun the adventure of the new day beforetheir comradeBut Hermas was not asleep He had been waking for hours and thedark walls of his narrow lodging had been a prison to his restlessheart A nameless sorrow and discontent had fallen upon him and hecould find no escape from the heaviness of his own thoughtsThere is a sadness of youth into which the old cannot enter Itseems to them unreal and causeless But it is even more bitter andburdensome than the sadness of age There is a sting of resentmentin it a fever of angry surprise that the world should so soon be adisappointment and life so early take on the look of a failure Ithas little reason in it perhaps but it has all the more wearinessand gloom because the man who is oppressed by it feels dimly thatit is an unnatural and an unreasonable thing that he should beseparated from the joy of his companions and tired of living beforehe has fairly begun to liveHermas had fallen into the very depths of this strange selfpity Hewas out of tune with everything around him He had been thinkingthrough the dead still night of all that he had given up when heleft the house of his father the wealthy pagan Demetrius to jointhe company of the Christians Only two years ago he had been one ofthe richest young men in Antioch Now he was one of the poorest Andthe worst of it was that though he had made the choice willinglyand accepted the sacrifice with a kind of enthusiasm he was alreadydissatisfied with itThe new life was no happier than the old He was weary of vigils andfasts weary of studies and penances weary of prayers and sermonsHe felt like a slave in a treadmill He knew that he must go on Hishonour his conscience his sense of duty bound him He could notgo back to the old careless pagan life again for something hadhappened within him which made a return impossible Doubtless he hadfound the true religion but he had found it only as a task and aburden its joy and peace had slipped away from himHe felt disillusioned and robbed He sat beside his hard littlecouch waiting without expectancy for the gray dawn of another emptyday and hardly lifting his head at the shouts of his friendsCome down Hermas you sluggard Come down It is Christmas mornAwake and be glad with usI am coming he answered listlessly only have patience a momentI have been awake since midnight and waiting for the dayYou hear him said his friends one to another How he puts us allto shame He is more watchful more eager than any of us Ourmaster John the Presbyter does well to be proud of him He is thebest man in our class When he is baptized the church will get astrong memberWhile they were talking the door opened and Hermas stepped out Hewas a figure to be remarked in any companytall broadshoulderedstraighthipped with a head proudly poised on the firm column ofthe neck and short brown curls clustering over the square foreheadIt was the perpetual type of vigourous and intelligent young manhoodsuch as may be found in every century among the throngs of ordinarymen as if to show what the flower of the race should be But thelight in his dark blue eyes was clouded and uncertain his smoothcheeks were leaner than they should have been at twenty and therewere downward lines about his mouth which spoke of desires unsatisfiedand ambitions repressed He joined his companions with briefgreetingsa nod to one a word to anotherand they passed togetherdown the steep streetOverhead the mystery of daybreak was silently transfiguring the skyThe curtain of darkness had lifted softly upward along the edge ofthe horizon The ragged crests of Mount Silpius were outlined withpale rosy light In the central vault of heaven a few large starstwinkled drowsily The great city still chiefly pagan lay morethan half asleep But multitudes of the Christians dressed in whiteand carrying lighted torches in their hands were hurrying towardthe Basilica of Constantine to keep the latest holy day of thechurch the new festival of the birthday of their MasterThe vast bare building was soon crowded and the younger convertswho were not yet permitted to stand among the baptized found itdifficult to come to their appointed place between the first twopillars of the house just within the threshold There was somegoodhumoured pressing and jostling about the door but thecandidates pushed steadily forwardBy your leave friends our station is beyond you Will you let uspass Many thanksA touch here a courteous nod there a little patience a littlepersistence and at last they stood in their place Hermas wastaller than his companions he could look easily over their headsand survey the white sea of people stretching away through thecolumns under the shadows of the high roof as the,44
+Produced by Duncan Harrod  HTML version by Al HainesThe Tides Of BarnegatbyF Hopkinson SmithCONTENTS       I  THE DOCTORS GIG      II  SPRING BLOSSOMS     III  LITTLE TOD FOGARTY      IV  ANN GOSSAWAYS RED CLOAK       V  CAPTAIN NATS DECISION      VI  A GAME OF CARDS     VII  THE EYES OF AN OLD PORTRAIT    VIII  AN ARRIVAL      IX  THE SPREAD OF FIRE       X  A LATE VISITOR      XI  MORTON COBDENS DAUGHTER     XII  A LETTER FROM PARIS    XIII  SCOOTSYS EPITHET     XIV  HIGH WATER AT YARDLEY      XV  A PACKAGE OF LETTERS     XVI  THE BEGINNING OF THE EBB    XVII  BREAKERS AHEAD   XVIII  THE SWEDES STORY     XIX  THE BREAKING OF THE DAWN      XX  THE UNDERTOW     XXI  THE MAN IN THE SLOUCH HAT    XXII  THE CLAW OF THE SEAPUSSTHE TIDES OF BARNEGATCHAPTER ITHE DOCTORS GIGOne lovely spring morningand this story begins on a spring morningsome fifty years or more agoa joy of a morning that made one glad tobe alive when the radiant sunshine had turned the ribbon of a roadthat ran from Warehold village to Barnegat Light and the sea to satinthe wide marshes to velvet and the belts of stunted pines to bands ofpurpleon this spring morning then Martha Sands the Cobdens nursewas out with her dog Meg She had taken the little beast to the innerbeach for a batha custom of hers when the weather was fine and thewater not too coldand was returning to Warehold by way of the roadwhen calling the dog to her side she stopped to feast her eyes on thepicture unrolled at her feetTo the left of where she stood curved the coast glistening like ascimitar and the strip of yellow beach which divided the narrow bayfrom the open sea to the right thrust out into the sheen of silverlay the spit of sand narrowing the inlet its edges scalloped with lacefoam its extreme point dominated by the grim tower of Barnegat Lightaloft high into the blue soared the gulls flashing like jewels asthey lifted their breasts to the sun while away and beyond the sailsof the fishingboats gray or silver in their shifting tacks crawledover the wrinkled seaThe glory of the landscape fixed in her mind Martha gathered her shawlabout her shoulders tightened the strings of her white cap smoothedout her apron and with the remark to Meg that hed never see nothinso beautiful nor so restful resumed her walkThey were inseparable these two and had been ever since the day shehad picked him up outside the tavern half starved and with a sorepatch on his back where some kitchenmaid had scalded him Somehow thepoor outcast brought home to her a sad page in her own history whenshe herself was homeless and miserable and no hand was stretched outto her So she had coddled and fondled him gaining his confidence dayby day and talking to him by the hour of whatever was uppermost in hermindFew friendships presented stronger contrasts She stout andmotherlylookingtoo stout for any waistlinewith kindly blue eyessmooth gray hairgray not whiteher round rosy face framed in acotton cap aglow with the freshness of the morninga comfortingcoddlingup kind of woman of fifty with a low crooning voice gentlefingers and soft restful hollows about her shoulders and bosom forthe heads of tired babies Meg thin rickety and sneakeyed with abroken tail that hung at an angle and but one ear a blackandtan hadruined the othera sandycolored roughhaired goodfornothing curof multifarious lineage who was either crouching at her feet or infull cry for some hole in a fence or rift in a woodpile where he couldflatten out and sulk in safetyMartha continued her talk to Meg While she had been studying thelandscape he had taken the opportunity to wallow in whatever camefirst and his wet hair was bristling with sand and matted with burrsCome here Megyou measly rascal she cried stamping her footCome here I tell yeThe dog crouched close to the ground waited until Martha was nearenough to lay her hand upon him and then with a backward springdarted under a bush in full blossomLook at ye now she shouted in a commanding tone Taint no use omy washin ye Yere full o thistles and jest as dirty as when Ithrowed ye in the water Come out o that I tell ye Now Megdarlinthis came in a coaxing tonecome out like a good dogsureIm not goin in them brambles to hunt yeA clatter of hoofs rang out on the morning air A twowheeled gig drawnby a wellgroomed sorrel horse and followed by a brownhaired Irishsetter was approaching In it sat a man of thirty dressed in a longmousecolored surtout with a wide cape falling to the shoulders On hishead was a soft gray hat and about his neck a white scarf showing abovethe lapels of his coat He had thin shapely legs a flat waist andsquare shoulders above which rose a cleanshaven face of singularsweetness and refinementAt the sound of the wheels the tattered cur poked his head from betweenthe blossoms twisted his one ear to catch the sound and with asidespring bounded up the road toward the setterWell I declare if it aint Dr John Cavendish and Rex Marthaexclaimed raising both hands in welcome as the horse stopped besideher Goodmornin to ye Doctor John I thought it was you but thesun blinded me and I couldnt see And ye never saw a better nor abrighter mornin,0
+Produced by Judith Boss and Marvin PetersonSONG OF THE LARKBy Willa Cather1915 editionCONTENTS    PART I  FRIENDS OF CHILDHOOD        II  THE SONG OF THE LARK       III  STUPID FACES        IV  THE ANCIENT PEOPLE         V  DOCTOR ARCHIES VENTURE        VI  KRONBORG             EPILOGUEPART I FRIENDS OF CHILDHOODIDr Howard Archie had just come up from a game of pool with the Jewishclothier and two traveling men who happened to be staying overnight inMoonstone His offices were in the Duke Block over the drug storeLarry the doctors man had lit the overhead light in the waitingroomand the double students lamp on the desk in the study The isinglasssides of the hardcoal burner were aglow and the air in the study wasso hot that as he came in the doctor opened the door into his littleoperatingroom where there was no stove The waiting room was carpetedand stiffly furnished something like a country parlor The study hadworn unpainted floors but there was a look of winter comfort about itThe doctors flattop desk was large and well made the papers were inorderly piles under glass weights Behind the stove a wide bookcasewith double glass doors reached from the floor to the ceiling It wasfilled with medical books of every thickness and color On the top shelfstood a long row of thirty or forty volumes bound all alike in darkmottled board covers with imitation leather backsAs the doctor in New England villages is proverbially old so the doctorin small Colorado towns twentyfive years ago was generally youngDr Archie was barely thirty He was tall with massive shoulderswhich he held stiffly and a large wellshaped head He was adistinguishedlooking man for that part of the world at leastThere was something individual in the way in which his reddishbrownhair parted cleanly at the side bushed over his high forehead Hisnose was straight and thick and his eyes were intelligent He wore acurly reddish mustache and an imperial cut trimly which made him looka little like the pictures of Napoleon III His hands were large andwell kept but ruggedly formed and the backs were shaded with crinklyreddish hair He wore a blue suit of woolly widewaled serge thetraveling men had known at a glance that it was made by a Denver tailorThe doctor was always well dressedDr Archie turned up the students lamp and sat down in the swivel chairbefore his desk He sat uneasily beating a tattoo on his knees with hisfingers and looked about him as if he were bored He glanced at hiswatch then absently took from his pocket a bunch of small keysselected one and looked at it A contemptuous smile barely perceptibleplayed on his lips but his eyes remained meditative Behind the doorthat led into the hall under his buffaloskin drivingcoat was a lockedcupboard This the doctor opened mechanically kicking aside a pile ofmuddy overshoes Inside on the shelves were whiskey glasses anddecanters lemons sugar and bitters Hearing a step in the emptyechoing hall without the doctor closed the cupboard again snapping theYale lock The door of the waitingroom opened a man entered and cameon into the consultingroomGoodevening Mr Kronborg said the doctor carelessly Sit downHis visitor was a tall loosely built man with a thin brown beardstreaked with gray He wore a frock coat a broadbrimmed black hat awhite lawn necktie and steel rimmed spectacles Altogether there was apretentious and important air about him as he lifted the skirts of hiscoat and sat downGoodevening doctor Can you step around to the house with me I thinkMrs Kronborg will need you this evening This was said with profoundgravity and curiously enough with a slight embarrassmentAny hurry the doctor asked over his shoulder as he went into hisoperatingroomMr Kronborg coughed behind his hand and contracted his brows His facethreatened at every moment to break into a smile of foolish excitementHe controlled it only by calling upon his habitual pulpit manner WellI think it would be as well to go immediately Mrs Kronborg will bemore comfortable if you are there She has been suffering for sometimeThe doctor came back and threw a black bag upon his desk He wrote someinstructions for his man on a prescription pad and then drew on hisovercoat All ready he announced putting out his lamp Mr Kronborgrose and they tramped through the empty hall and down the stairway tothe street The drug store below was dark and the saloon next door wasjust closing Every other light on Main Street was outOn either side of the road and at the outer edge of the board sidewalkthe snow had been shoveled into breastworks The town looked small andblack flattened down in the snow muffled and all but extinguishedOverhead the stars shone gloriously It was impossible not to noticethem The air was so clear that the white sand hills to the east ofMoonstone gleamed softly Following the Reverend Mr Kronborg along thenarrow walk past the little dark sleeping houses the doctor looked upat the flashing night and whistled softly It did seem that people werestupider than they need be as if on a night like this there ought to besomething better to do than to sleep nine hours or to assist MrsKronborg in functions which she could have performed so admirablyunaided He wished he had gone down to Denver to hear Fay Templeton singSeeSaw Then he remembered that he had a personal interest in thisfamily after all They turned into another street and saw before themlighted windows a low storyandahalf house with a wing built on atthe right and a kitchen addition at the back everything a little on theslantroofs windows and doors As they approached the gate PeterKronborgs pace grew brisker His nervous ministerial cough annoyed thedoctor Exactly as if he were,67
+Produced by David WidgerVITTORIABy George MeredithCONTENTS  BOOK 1  I        UP MONTE MOTTERONE  II       ON THE HEIGHTS  III      SIGNORINA VITTORIA  IV       AMMIANIS INTERCESSION  V        THE SPY  VI       THE WARNING  VII      BARTO RIZZO  VIII     THE LETTER  BOOK 2  IX       IN VERONA  X        THE POPES MOUTH  XI       LAURA PIAVENI  XII      THE BRONZE BUTTERFLY  XIII     THE PLOT OF THE SIGNOR ANTONIO  BOOK 3  XIV      AT THE MAESTROS DOOR  XV       AMMIANI THROUGH THE MIDNIGHT  XVI      COUNTESS AMMIANI  XVII     IN THE PIAZZA DARMI  XVIII    THE NIGHT OF THE FIFTEENTH  XIX      THE PRIMA DONNA  BOOK 4  XX       THE OPERA OF CAMILLA  XXI      THE THIRD ACT  XXII     WILFRID COMES FORWARD  XXIII    FIRST HOURS OF THE FLIGHT  XXIV     ADVENTURES OF VITTORIA AND ANGELO  XXV      ACROSS THE MOUNTAINS  BOOK 5  XXVI     THE DUEL IN THE PASS  XXVII    A NEW ORDEAL  XXVIII   THE ESCAPE OF ANGELO  BOOK 6  XXIX     EPISODES OF THE REVOLT AND THE WARTHE TOBACCO RIOTS            RINALDO GUIDASCARPI  XXX      EPISODES OF THE REVOLT AND THE WARTHE FIVE DAYS OF MILAN  XXXI     EPISODES OF THE REVOLT AND THE WARVITTORIA DISOBEYS HER LOVER  XXXII    EPISODES OF THE REVOLT AND THE WARTHE TREACHERY OF            PERICLESTHE WRITE UMBRELLATHE DEATH OF RINALDO GUIDASCARPI  BOOK 7  XXXIII   EPISODES OF THE REVOLT AND THE WARCOUNT KARL LENKENSTEIN            THE STORY OF THE GUIDASCARPITHE VICTORY OF THE VOLUNTEERS  XXXIV    EPISODES OF THE REVOLT AND THE WARTHE DEEDS OF BARTO RIZZO            THE MEETING AT ROVEREDO  XXXV     CLOSE OF THE LOMBARD CAMPAIGNVITTORIAS PERPLEXITY  XXXVI    A FRESH ENTANGLEMENT  XXXVII   ON LAGO MAGGIORE  XXXVIII  VIOLETTA DISORELLA  XXXIX    ANNA OF LENKENSTEIN  BOOK 8  XL       THROUGH THE WINTER  XLI      THE INTERVIEW  XLII     THE SHADOW OF CONSPIRACY  XLIII    THE LAST MEETING IN MILAN  XLIV     THE WIFE AND THE HUSBAND  XLV      SHOWS MANY PATHS CONVERGING TO THE END  XLVI     THE LAST            EPILOGUECHAPTER IFrom Monte Motterone you survey the Lombard plain It is a towering domeof green among a hundred pinnacles of grey and rustred crags Atdawn the summit of the mountain has an eagle eye for the far Venetianboundary and the barrier of the Apennines but with sunrise come themists The vast brown level is seen narrowing in the Ticino and theSesia waters nearest quiver on the air like sleepy lakes the plain isengulphed up to the high ridges of the distant Southern mountain rangewhich lie stretched to a faint cloudlike line in shape like a solitarymonster of old seas crossing the Deluge Long arms of vapour stretchacross the urnlike valleys and gradually thickening and swellingupward enwrap the scored bodies of the ashenfaced peaks and thepastures of the green mountain till the heights become islands overa forgotten earth Bells of herds down the hidden run of the sweetgrasses and a continuous leaping of its rivulets give the Motteronea voice of youth and homeliness amid that stern company of Titanheadsfor whom the hawk and the vulture cry The storm has beaten at themuntil they have got the aspect of the storm They take colour fromsunlight and are joyless in colour as in shade When the lower worldis under pushing steam they wear the look of the revolted sons of Timefast chained before scornful heaven in an iron peace Day at last bringsvigorous fire arrows of light pierce the mistwreaths the dancingdraperies the floors of vapour and the mountain of piled pasturages isseen with its foot on the shore of Lago Maggiore Down an extreme gulfthe full sunlight as if darting on a jewel in the deeps seizes thebluegreen lake with its isles The villages along the darklywoodedborders of the lake show white as clustered swans here and there atented boat is visible shooting from terraces of vines or hanging onits shadow Monte Boscero is unveiled the semicircle of the Piedmonteseand the Swiss peaks covering Lake Orta behind on along the Ticineseand the Grisons leftward toward and beyond the Lugano hills stand barein black and grey and rustred and purple You behold a burnished realmof mountain and plain beneath the royal sun of Italy In the foregroundit shines hard as the lines of an irradiated Cellini shield Fartheraway over middle ranges that are soft and clear it melts confusingthe waters with hot rays and the forests with darkness to wherewavering in and out of view like,41
+Produced by David WidgerONE OF OUR CONQUERORS CompleteBy George Meredith1897CONTENTS  BOOK 1  I        ACROSS LONDON BRIDGE  II       THROUGH THE VAGUE TO THE INFINITELY LITTLE  III      OLD VEUVE  IV       THE SECOND BOTTLE  V        THE LONDON WALK WESTWARD  VI       NATALY  VII      BETWEEN A GENERAL MAN OF THE WORLD AND A PROFESSIONAL  VIII     SOME FAMILIAR GUESTS  IX       AN INSPECTION OF LAKELANDS  X        SKEPSEY IN MOTION  XI       WHEREIN WE BEHOLD THE COUPLE JUSTIFIED OF LOVE HAVING SIGHT OF            THEIR SCOURGE  BOOK 2  XII      TREATS OF THE DUMBNESS POSSIBLE WITH MEMBERS OF A HOUSEHOLD            HAVING ONE HEART  XIII     THE LATEST OF MRS BURMAN  XIV      DISCLOSES A STAGE ON THE DRIVE TO PARIS  XV       A PATRIOT ABROAD  XVI      ACCOUNTS FOR SKEPSEYS MISCONDUCT SHOWING HOW IT AFFECTED            NATALY  XVII     CHIEFLY UPON THE THEME OF A YOUNG MAIDS IMAGININGS  XVIII    SUITORS FOR THE HAND OF NESTA VICTORIA  BOOK 3  XIX      TREATS OF NATURE AND CIRCUMSTANCE AND THE DISSENSION BETWEEN            THEM AND OF A SATIRISTS MALIGNITY IN THE DIRECTION OF HIS            COUNTRY  XX       THE GREAT ASSEMBLY AT LAKELAND  XXI      DARTREY FENELLAN  XXII     CONCERNS THE INTRUSION OF JARNIMAN  XXIII    TREATS OF THE LADIES LAPDOG TASSO FOR AN INSTANCE OF MOMENTOUS            EFFECTS PRODUCED BY VERY MINOR CAUSES  XXIV     NESTAS ENGAGEMENT  BOOK 4  XXV      NATALY IN ACTION  XXVI     IN WHICH WE SEE A CONVENTIONAL GENTLE MAN ENDEAVOURING TO            EXAMINE A SPECTRE OF HIMSELF  XXVII    CONTAINS WHAT IS A SMALL THING OR A GREAT AS THE SOUL OF THE            CHIEF ACTOR MAY DECIDE  XXVIII   MRS MARSETT  XXIX     SHOWS ONE OF THE SHADOWS OF THE WORLD CROSSING A VIRGINS MIND  XXX      THE BURDEN UPON NESTA  XXXI     SHOWS HOW THE SQUIRES IN A CONQUERORS SERVICE HAVE AT TIMES TO            DO KNIGHTLY CONQUEST OF THEMSELVES  XXXII    SHOWS HOW TEMPER MAY KINDLE TEMPER AND AN INDIGNANT WOMAN GET            HER WEAPON  XXXIII   A PAIR OF WOOERS  XXXIV    CONTAINS DEEDS UNRELATED AND EXPOSITIONS OF FEELINGS  XXXV     IN WHICH AGAIN WE MAKE USE OF THE OLD LAMPS FOR LIGHTING AN            ABYSMAL DARKNESS  BOOK 5  XXXVI    NESTA AND HER FATHER  XXXVII   THE MOTHERTHE DAUGHTER  XXXVIII  NATALY NESTA AND DARTREY FENELLAN  XXXIX    A CHAPTER IN THE SHADOW OF MRS MARSETT  XL       AN EXPIATION  XLI      THE NIGHT OF THE GREAT UNDELIVERED SPEECH  XLII     THE LASTCHAPTER I ACROSS LONDON BRIDGEA gentleman noteworthy for a lively countenance and a waistcoat tomatch it crossing London Bridge at noon on a gusty April day wasalmost magically detached from his conflict with the gale by some slystrip of slipperiness abounding in that conduit of the markets whichhad more or less adroitly performed the trick upon preceding passengersand now laid this one flat amid the shuffle of feet peaceful for themoment as the uncomplaining who have gone to Sabrina beneath the tidesHe was unhurt quite sound merely astonished he remarked in reply tothe inquiries of the first kind helper at his elbow and it appeared anacceptable statement of his condition He laughed shook his coattailssmoothed the back of his head rather thoughtfully thankfully receivedhis runaway hat nodded bright beams to right and left and making lightof the muddy stigmas imprinted by the pavement he scattered anothershower of his nods and smiles around to signify that as his goodfriends would wish he thoroughly felt his legs and could walk unaidedAnd he was in the act of doing it questioning his familiar behindthe waistcoat amazedly to tell him how such a misadventure could haveoccurred to him of all men when a glance below his chin discomposed hisoutward face Oh confound the fellow he said with simple franknessand was humorously ruffled having seen absurd blots of smutty knucklesdistributed over the maiden waistcoatHis outcry was no more than the confidential communication of a genialspirit with that distinctive article of his attire At the same timefor these friendly people about him to share the fun of the annoyancehe looked hastily brightly back seeming with the contraction of hisbrows to frown on the little band of observant Samaritans in thecentre,13
+Produced by Charles Aldarondo  HTML version by Al HainesLOST IN THE FOGbyJAMES DE MILLE1870IOld Acquaintances gather around old ScenesAntelope ahoyHow areyou SolomonRoundabout Plan of a round about VoyageThe Doctorwarns rebukes and remonstrates but alas in vainIt must bedoneBeginning of a highly eventful VoyageIt was a beautiful morning in the month of July when a crowd of boysassembled on the wharf of Grand Pre  The tide was high the turbidwaters of Mud Creek flowed around a fresh breeze blew and if anycraft was going to sea she could not have found a better time  Thecrowd consisted chiefly of boys though a few men were mingled withthem  These boys were from Grand Pre School and are all oldacquaintances  There was the stalwart frame of Bruce the Roman faceof Arthur the bright eyes of Bart the slender frame of Phil and theearnest glance of Tom  There too was Pats merry smile and thestolid look of Bogud and the meditative solemnity of Jiggins not tospeak of others whose names need not be mentioned  Amid the crowd theface of Captain Corbet was conspicuous and the dark visage of Solomonwhile that of the mate was distinguishable in the distance  To allthese the good schooner Antelope formed the centre of attraction andalso of action  It was on board of her that the chief bustle tookplace and towards her that all eyes were turnedThe good schooner Antelope had made several voyages during the past fewmonths and now presented herself to the eye of the spectator not muchchanged from her former self  A fine fresh coat of coal tar had butrecently ornamented her fair exterior while a coat of whitewash insidethe hold had done much to drive away the odor of the fragrant potatoRigging and sails had been repaired as well as circumstances wouldpermit and in the opinion of her gallant captain she was eminentlyseaworthyOn the present occasion things bore the appearance of a voyage Trunkswere passed on board and put below together with coats cloaksbedding and baskets of provisions  The deck was strewn about with themultifarious requisites of a ships company  The Antelope at thattime seemed in part an emigrant vessel with a dash of the yacht andthe coasting schoonerIn the midst of all this two gentlemen worked their way through thecrowd to the edge of the wharfWell boys said one well captain whats the meaning of all thisCaptain Corbet started at this and looked up from a desperate effortto secure the end of one of the sailsWhy Dr Porter said he why doctorhow dye doand Mr Longtoowhy raillyThe boys also stopped their work and looked towards their teacherswith a little uneasinessWhats all this said Dr Porter looking around with a smile areyou getting up another expeditionWal no said Captain Corbet not xactly fact is were kine ogoin to take a vyge deoun the bayDown the bayYes  You see the boys kine o want to go home by water rayther thanby landBy water  Home by water repeated Mr Long doubtfullyYes said Captain Corbet an bein as the schewner was in goodrepair an corked an coaltarred an whitewashed up fust rate I kineo thought it would redound to our mootooil benefit if we went off onsich a excursionbein pleasanter cheaper comfortabler an every waypreferable to a land towerHem said Dr Porter looking uneasily about  I dont altogetherlike it  Boys what does it all meanThus appealed to Bart became spokesman for the boysWhy sir said he we thought wed like to go home by waterthatsallGo home by water repeated the doctor once more with a curious smileYes sirWhat by the Bay of FundyYes sirWho are goingWell sir there are only a few of us  Bruce and Arthur and Tomand Phil and Pat besides myselfBruce and Arthur said the doctor are they going home by the Bay ofFundyYes sir said Bart with a smileI dont see how they can get to the Gulf of St Lawrence and PrinceEdwards Island from the Bay of Fundy said the doctor without goinground Nova Scotia and that will be a journey of many hundred milesO no sir said Bruce we are going first to MonctonO is that the ideaYes sirAnd where will you go from MonctonTo Shediac and then homeAnd are you going to Newfoundland by that route Tom asked thedoctorYes sir said Tom gravelyFrom ShediacYes sirI never knew before that there were vessels going from Shediac toNewfoundlandO Im going to Prince Edwards Island first sir with Bruce andArthur said Tom  Ill find my way home from thereThe doctor smiledIm afraid youll find it a long journey before you reach home Wontyour friends be anxiousO no sir  I wrote that I wanted to visit Bruce and Arthur and theygave me leaveAnd you Phil are you going home by the AntelopeYes sirYou are going exactly in a straight line away from itAm I sirOf course you are  This isnt the way to ChesterWell sir you see Im going to visit Bart at St JohnO  I understand  And that is your plan thenYes sir said Bart  Pat is going tooWhere are you going firstFirst sir we will sail to the Petitcodiac River and go up it as faras Moncton where Bruce and Arthur and Tom will leave usAnd thenThen we will go to St John where Phil and Pat and I will leaveher  Solomon too will leave her thereSolomon cried the doctor  What  Solomon  Is Solomon going Whywhat can I do without Solomon  Here  HalloSolomon  What in theworlds the meaning of all thisThus summoned Solomon came forth from the cabin into which he haddived at the first appearance of the doctor  His eyes were downcasthis face was demure his attitude and manner were abjectSolomon said the doctor whats this I hear  Are you going to StJohnOny temply sahjist a leetle visit sah said Solomon veryhumbly stealing looks at the boys from his downcast eyesBut what,13
+Produced by Tonya Allen Juliet Sutherland Charles Franksand the Online Distributed Proofreading Team This file was produced from images generously made availableby the Canadian Institute for Historical MicroreproductionsBIOGRAPHIES OF WORKING MENBYGRANT ALLEN BACONTENTSI THOMAS TELFORD STONEMASONII GEORGE STEPHENSON ENGINEMANIII JOHN GIBSON SCULPTORIV WILLIAM HERSCHEL BANDSMANV JEAN FRANCOIS MILLET PAINTERVI JAMES GARFIELD CANAL BOYVII THOMAS EDWARD SHOEMAKERPREFACEMy acknowledgments are due to Dr Smiless Lives of the EngineersLife of the Stephensons and Life of a Scotch Naturalist to LadyEastlakes Life of Gibson to Mr Holdens Life of Sir WilliamHerschel to M Seusiers J F Millet Sa Vie et Ses OEuvres and toMr Thayers Life of President Garfield from which most of the factshere narrated have been derivedG AITHOMAS TELFORD STONEMASONHigh up among the heatherclad hills which form the broad dividingbarrier between England and Scotland the little river Esk brawls andbickers over its stony bed through a wild land of barren braesides andbrown peat mosses forming altogether some of the gloomiest and mostforbidding scenery in the whole expanse of northern Britain Almost theentire bulk of the counties of Dumfries Kirkcudbright and Ayr iscomposed of just such solemn desolate upland wolds with only a fewstray farms or solitary cottages sprinkled at wide distances over theirbare bleak surface and with scarcely any sign of life in any part savethe little villages which cluster here and there at long intervalsaround some stern and simple Scottish church Yet the hardy people whoinhabit this wild and chilly moorland country may well be considered torank among the best raw material of society in the whole of Britain forfrom the peasant homes of these southern Scotch Highlands have comeforth among a host of scarcely less distinguished natives three menat least who deserve to take their place in the very front line ofBritish thinkers or workersThomas Telford Robert Burns and ThomasCarlyle By origin all three alike belonged in the very strictest senseto the working classes and the story of each is full of lessons or ofwarnings for every one of us but that of Telford is perhaps the mostencouraging and the most remarkable of all as showing how much may beaccomplished by energy and perseverance even under the most absolutelyadverse and difficult circumstancesNear the upper end of Eskdale in the tiny village of Westerkirk ayoung shepherds wife gave birth to a son on the 9th of August 1757Her husband John Telford was employed in tending sheep on aneighbouring farm and he and his Janet occupied a small cottage closeby with mud walls and rudely thatched roof such as in southern Englandeven the humblest agricultural labourer would scarcely consent willinglyto inhabit Before the child was three months old his father died andJanet Telford was left alone in the world with her unweaned baby But inremote country districts neighbours are often more neighbourly than ingreat towns and a poor widow can manage to eke out a livelihood forherself with an occasional lift from the helping hands of friendlyfellowvillagers Janet Telford had nothing to live upon save her ownten fingers but they were handy enough after the sturdy Scotchfashion and they earned some sort of livelihood in a humble way forherself and her fatherless boy The farmers about found her work ontheir farms at haymaking or milking and their wives took the child homewith them while its mother was busy labouring in the harvest fieldsAmid such small beginnings did the greatest of English engineers beforethe railway era receive his first hard lessons in the art of lifeAfter her husbands death the poor widow removed from her old cottageto a still more tiny hut which she shared with a neighboura verysmall hut with a single door for both families and here young TamTelford spent most of his boyhood in the quiet honourable poverty of theuncomplaining rural poor As soon as he was big enough to herd sheep hewas turned out upon the hillside in summer like any other ragged countryladdie and in winter he tended cows receiving for wages only his foodand money enough to cover the cost of his scanty clothing He went toschool too how nobody now knows but he _did_ go to the parishschool of Westerkirk and there he learnt with a will in the wintermonths though he had to spend the summer on the more profitable task ofworking in the fields To a steady earnest boy like young Tam Telfordhowever it makes all the difference in the world that he should havebeen to school no matter how simply Those twentysix letters of thealphabet once fairly learnt are the key after all to all the booklearning in the whole world Without them the shepherdboy might remainan ignorant unprogressive shepherd all his life long even hisundeniable native energy using itself up on nothing better than awattled hurdle or a thatched roof with them the path is open beforehim which led Tam Telford at last to the Menai Bridge and WestminsterAbbeyWhen Tam had gradually eaten his way through enough thin oatmealporridge with very little milk we fear to make him into a hearty ladof fifteen it began to be high time for him to choose himself a finalprofession in life such as he was able And here already the borntastes of the boy began to show themselves for he had no liking for thehomely shepherds trade he felt a natural desire for a chisel and ahammerthe engineer was there already in the grainand he wasaccordingly apprenticed to a stonemason in the little town of Lochmabenbeyond the purple hills to eastward But his master was a hard man hehad small mercy for the raw lad and after trying to manage with him fora few months Tam gave it up took the law into his own hands and ranaway Probably the provocation was severe for in afterlife Telfordalways showed himself duly respectful to constituted authority and weknow that petty selfmade masterworkmen are often apt to be excessivelysevere to their own hired helpers and especially to helpless lads oryoung apprentices At any rate Tam wouldnt go back and in the end awelltodo cousin who had risen to,35
+Produced by Charles Aldarondo  HTML version by Al HainesTHE CROWN OF LIFEbyGeorge GissingCHAPTER IAmid the throng of suburban arrivals volleyed forth from WaterlooStation on a May morning in the year 86 moved a slim darkabsentlooking young man of oneandtwenty whose name was Piers OtwayIn regard to costumeblameless silk hat and dark morning coat withlighter trousersthe City would not have disowned him but he had notthe City countenance The rush for omnibus seats left him unconcernedclear of the railway station he walked at a moderate pace his eyesmostly on the ground he crossed the footbridge to Charing Cross andsteadily made his way into the Haymarket where his progress wasarrested by a picture shopA window hung with engravings mostly after pictures of the day someof them very large and attractive to a passing glance One or twoadmirable landscapes offered solace to the streetwearied imaginationbut upon these Piers Otway did not fix his eye it was drawnirresistibly to the faces and forms of beautiful women set forth withvaried allurement Some great lady of the passing time lounged inexquisite array amid luxurious furniture lightly suggested the faintsmile of her flattered loveliness hovered about the gazer the subtleperfume of her presence touched his nerves the greys of her complexiontransmuted themselves through the current of his blood into lifescarnation whilst he dreamed upon her lips his breath was caught asthough of a sudden she had smiled for him and for him alone Near toher was a maiden of Hellas resting upon a marble seat her eyes benttowards some AEgean isle the translucent robe clung about her perfectbody her breast was warm against the white stone the mazes of herwoven hair shone with unguent The gazer lost himself in memories ofepic and idyll warming through worship to desire Then his lookstrayed to the next engraving a peasant girl consummate in grace andstrength supreme in chaste pride cheek and neck softglowing from thesunny field eyes revealing the heart at one with nature Others therewere women of many worlds only less beautiful but by these three theyoung man was held bound He could not satisfy himself with looking andmusing he could not pluck himself away An old experience he alwayslingered by the print shops of the Haymarket and always went on withtroubled blood with mind rapt above familiar circumstance dreamingpassionately making wild forecast of his fateAt this hour of the morning not many passers had leisure to stand andgaze one however came to a pause beside Piers Otway and viewed theengravings He was a man considerably older not so well dressed butstill on the strength of externals entitled to the style ofgentleman his brown hard felt hat was entirely respectable as werehis tan gloves and his boots but the cutaway coat began to hint atrelease from service and the trousers owed a superficial smartnessmerely to being tightly strapped This man had a not quite agreeableface inasmuch as it was smoothly shaven and exhibited a peculiarmobility it might have denoted him an actor but the actor is wont totwinkle a goodnatured mood which did not appear upon this visage Thecontour was good and spoke intelligence the eyes must once have beencharming It was a face which had lost by the advance of years whichhad hardened where it was soft and seemed likely to grow harder yetfor about the lips as he stood examining these pictures came asuggestion of the vice in blood which tends to cruelty The nostrilsbegan to expand and to tremble a little the eyes seemed to projectthemselves the long throat grew longer Presently he turned a glanceupon the young man standing near to him and in that moment hisexpression entirely alteredWhy he exclaimed PiersThe other gave a start of astonishment and at once smiled recognitionDaniel I hadnt lookedI had no idea They shook hands withgraceful cordiality on the elder mans part with a slightlyembarrassed goodwill on that of the younger Daniel Otway whose agewas about eightandthirty stood in the relation of halfbrotherhoodto Piers a relation suggested by no single trait of their visagesPiers had a dark complexion a face of the square emphatic type andan eye of shy vivacity Daniel with the long smooth curves of hiscountenance and his chestnut hair was in the common sense betterlooking and managed his expression with a skill which concealed thecharacteristics visible a few moments ago he bore himself like a suaveman of the world whereas his brother still betrayed something of theboy in tone and gesture something too of the student accustomed toseclusion Daniels accent had nothing at all in keeping with a shabbycoat that of the younger man was less markedly refined with much moreof individualityYou live in London inquired Daniel reading the others look as ifaffectionatelyNo Out at Ewellin SurreyOh yes I know Ewell ReadingYes for the Civil Service Ive come up to lunch with a man who knowsfatherMr JacksJohn Jacks the MPPiers nodded nervously and the other regarded him with a smile of newinterestBut youre very early Any other engagementsNone said Piers It being so fine a morning he had proposed a longramble about London streets before making for his destination in theWest EndThen you must come to my club returned Daniel I shall be glad of atalk with you very glad my dear boy Why it must be four years sincewe saw each other And by the bye you are just of age I thinkThree days agoTo be sure Heard anything from fatherNoYoure looking verywell Pierstake my arm I understood you were going into businessAltered your mind And how is the dear old manThey walked for a quarter of an hour turning at last into a quietgenteel byway westward of Regent Street and so into a club house ofrespectable appearance Daniel wrote his brothers name and led up tothe smokingroom which they found unoccupiedYou smokeI am very glad to hear it I began far too young and havesuffered Its too early to drinkand perhaps you dont do thateitherReally Vegetarian also perhapsWhy you are the model sonof your father And the regime seems to suit you,19
+Produced by Judith Boss  DREAMS  DUST  POEMS BY DON MARQUIS  TO  MY MOTHER  VIRGINIA WHITMORE MARQUIS  CONTENTS  PROEM  DAYLIGHT HUMORS  THIS IS ANOTHER DAY  APRIL SONG  THE EARTH IT IS ALSO A STAR  THE NAME  THE BIRTH  A MOOD OF PAVLOWA  THE POOL  THEY HAD NO POET  NEW YORK  A HYMN  THE SINGER  WORDS ARE NOT GUNS  WITH THE SUBMARINES  NICHOLAS OF MONTENEGRO  DICKENS  A POLITICIAN  THE BAYONET  THE BUTCHERS AT PRAYER  SHADOWS  HAUNTED  A NIGHTMARE  THE MOTHER  IN THE BAYOU  THE SAILORS WIFE SPEAKS  HUNTED  A DREAM CHILD  ACROSS THE NIGHT  SEA CHANGES  THE TAVERN OF DESPAIR  COLORS AND SURFACES  A GOLDEN LAD  THE SAGE AND THE WOMAN  NEWS FROM BABYLON  A RHYME OF THE ROADS  THE LAND OF YESTERDAY  OCTOBER  CHANT OF THE CHANGING HOURS  DREAMS AND DUST  SELVES  THE WAGES  IN MARS WHAT AVATAR  THE GODMAKER MAN  UNREST  THE PILTDOWN SKULL  THE SEEKER  THE AWAKENING  A SONG OF MEN  THE NOBLER LESSON  AT LAST  LYRICS  KING PANDION HE IS DEAD  DAVID TO BATHSHEBA  THE JESTERS  MARY MARY QUITE CONTRARY  THE TRIOLET  FROM THE BRIDGE  PALADINS PALADINS YOUTH NOBLEHEARTED  MY LANDS NOT THINE  TO A DANCING DOLL  LOWER NEW YORKA STORM  AT SUNSET  A CHRISTMAS GIFT  SILVIA  THE EXPLORERS  EARLY AUTUMN  TIME STEALS FROM LOVE  THE RONDEAU  VISITORS  THE PARTING  AN OPEN FIRE  REALITIES  REALITIES  THE STRUGGLE  THE REBEL  THE CHILD AND THE MILL  SIC TRANSIT GLORIA MUNDI  THE COMRADE  ENVOI  PROEM  SO LET THEM PASS THESE SONGS OF MINE  So let them pass these songs of mine  Into oblivion nor repine  Abandoned ruins of large schemes  Dimmed lights adrift from nobler dreams  Weak wings I sped on quests divine  So let them pass these songs of mine  They soar or sink ephemeral  I care not greatly which befall  For if no song I eer had wrought  Still have I loved and laughed and fought  So let them pass these songs of mine  I sting too hot with life to whine  Still shall I struggle fail aspire  Lose God and find Gods in the mire  And drink dreamdeep lifes heady wine  So let them pass these songs of mine  DAYLIGHT HUMORS  THIS IS ANOTHER DAY  I AM mine own priest and I shrive myself  Of all my wasted yesterdays  Though sin  And sloth and foolishness and all ill weeds  Of error evil and neglect grow rank  And ugly there I dare forgive myself  That error sin and sloth and foolishness  God knows that yesterday I played the fool  God knows that yesterday I played the knave  But shall I therefore cloud this new dawn oer  With fog of futile sighs and vain regrets  This is another day  And flushed Hope walks  Adown the sunward slopes with golden shoon  This is another day and its young strength  Is laid upon the quivering hills until  Like Egypts Memnon they grow quick with song  This is another day and the bold world  Leaps up and grasps its light and laughs as leapt  Prometheus up and wrenched the fire from Zeus  This is another dayare its eyes blurred  With maudlin grief for any wasted past  A thousand thousand failures shall not daunt  Let dust clasp dust death deathI am alive  And out of all the dust and death of mine  Old selves I dare to lift a singing heart  And living faith my spirit dares drink deep  Of the red mirth mantling in the cup of morn  APRIL SONG  FLEET across the grasses    Flash the feet of Spring  Piping as he passes  Fleet across the grasses  Follow lads and lasses    Sing world sing  Fleet across the grasses    Flash the feet of Spring  _Idle winds deliver    Rumors through the town  Tales of reeds that quiver  Idle winds deliver  Where the rapid river    Drags the willows down  Idle winds deliver    Rumors through the town_  In the country places    By the silver brooks  April airs her graces  In the country places  Wayward April paces    Laughter in her looks  In the country places    By the silver brooks  _Hints of alien glamor    Even reach the town  Urban muses stammer  Hints of alien glamor  But the citys clamor    Beats the voices down  Hints of alien glamor    Even reach the town_      THIS EARTH IT IS ALSO A STAR  WHERE the singers of Saturn find tongue    Where the Galaxys lovers embrace  Our world and its beauty are sung    They lean from their casements to trace    If our planet still spins in its place  Faith fables the thing that we are    And Fantasy laughs and gives chase  This earth it is also a star  Round the sun that is fixed and hung    For a lamp in the darkness of space  We are whirled we are swirled we are flung    Singing,3
+Produced by Charles AldarondoCAST ADRIFTBy T S ArthurAuthor Of Three Years In A ManTrap Orange Blossoms Etc Etc     Philadelphia     Cincinnati     New York     Boston     Chicago Ills     New Castle Pa     San Francisco Cal1873TO THE READERIN this romance of real life in which the truth is stranger than thefiction I have lifted only in part the veil that hides the victims ofintemperance and other terrible vicesafter they have fallen to thelower deeps of degradation to be found in our large cities where thevile and degraded herd together more like wild beasts than men andwomenand told the story of sorrow suffering crime and debasementas they really exist in Christian America with all the earnestness andpower that in me liesStrange and sad and terrible as are some of the scenes from which I haredrawn this veil I have not told the half of what exists My book apartfrom the thread of fiction that runs through its pages is but a seriesof photographs from real life and is less a work of the imaginationthan a record of factsIf it stirs the hearts of American readers profoundly and so awakensthe people to a sense of their duty if it helps to inaugurate moreearnest and radical modes of reform for a state of society of which adistinguished author has said There is not a country throughout theearth on which it would not bring a curse there is no religion upon theearth that it would not deny there is no people upon the earth it wouldnot put to shamethen will not my work be in vainSitting in our comfortable homes with wellfed wellclothed andhappyhearted children about uschildren who have our tenderest carewhose cry of pain from a pinprick or a fall on the carpeted floor hurtsus like a blowhow few of us know or care anything about the homesin which some other children dwell or of the hard and cruel battle forlife they are doomed to fight from the very beginningTo get out from these comfortable homes and from the midst of tenderlycaredfor little ones and stand face to face with squalor and hungerwith suffering debasement and crime to look upon the starved facesof children and hear their helpless cries is what scarcely one in athousand will do It is too much for our sensibilities And so we standaloof and the sorrow and suffering the debasement the wrong andthe crime go on and because we heed it not we vainly imagine that noresponsibility lies at our door and yet there is no man or woman who isnot according to the measure of his or her influence responsible forthe human debasement and suffering I have portrayedThe task I set for myself has not been a pleasant one It has hurt mysensibilities and sickened my heart many times as I stood face to facewith the sad and awful degradation that exists in certain regions ofour larger cities and now that my work is done I take a deep breathof relief The result is in your hands good citizen Christian readerearnest philanthropist If it stirs your heart in the reading as itstirred mine in the writing it will not die fruitlessTHE AUTHORCONTENTSCHAPTER I The unwelcome babeThe defrauded young motherThe strugglebetween life and deathYour baby is in heavenA brief retrospectAmarriage for social positionAn ambitious wife and a disappointedhusbandThe young daughterThe matrimonial marketThe Circassianslaves of modern societyThe highest bidderDisappearanceThe old sadstorySecret marriageThe lettersDisappointed ambitionInterviewbetween the parentsThe mothers purposeBaffled but notdefeatedThe fathers surpriseThe returned daughterForgivenI amnot going away again father dearInsecurity and distrustCHAPTER II The hatred of a bad womanMrs Dinnefords plans for thedestruction of GrangerStarting in businessPlots of Mrs Dinnefordand FreelingThe discounted notesThe trapGrangers suspicionsarousedForgeryMrs Dinneford relentlessThe arrestFresh evidenceof crime upon Grangers personThe shock to EdithThat night her babywas bornCHAPTER III It is a splendid boyA convenient noninterferingfamily doctorCast adriftInto the world in a basket unnamedand disownedEdiths second struggle back to lifeHer mind ablankGranger convicted of forgerySeeks to gain knowledge of hischildThe doctors evasion and ignoranceAn insane asylum instead ofStates prisonEdiths slow return to intelligenceTheres somethingI cant understand motherWhere is my babyWhat of GeorgeNolonger a child but a broken hearted womanThe divorceCHAPTER IV Sympathy between father and daughterInterest in publiccharitiesA dreadful sightA sick babe in the arms of a halfdrunkenwomanIs there no law to meet such casesThe poor baby has novoteEdith seeks for the grave of her child but cannot finditShe questions her mother who baffles her curiosityMrs BraysvisitInterview between Mrs Dinneford and Mrs BrayThe babyisnt livingYes I saw it day before yesterday in the arms of abeggarwomanEdiths suspicions arousedDetermined to discover thefate of her childVisits the doctorYour baby is in heavenWouldto God it were so for I saw a baby in hell not long agoCHAPTER V Mrs Dinneford visits Mrs BrayThe woman to whom yougave that baby was here yesterdayThe woman must be put out of thewayExit Mrs Dinneford enter Pinky SwettYou know your fateNewOrleans and the yellow feverAll I want of you is to keep track ofthe babyDivision of the spoilsLucky dreamsConsultation of thedreambook for lucky figuresSam McFaddon and his backer who drivesin the Park and wears a two thousand dollar diamond pinThe fate of ababy begged withThe baby must not dieThe lotterypoliciesCHAPTER VI Rottenness at the heart of a great cityPinky Swettsattempted rescue of a child from cruel beatingThe fightPinkysarrestAppearance of the queenPinkys release at her commandThequeens homeThe screams of children being beatenThe rescue ofFlanagans NellDeath the great rescuerThey dont look afterthings in here as they do outsideEverybodys got the screws on andthings must break sometimes but it isnt called murderThe coronerunderstands it allCHAPTER VII Pinky Swett at the mercy of the crowd in the streetTakento the nearest stationhouseMrs Dinneford visits Mrs BrayagainFresh alarmsShes got you in her powerMoney is of noaccountThe knock at the doorMrs Dinneford in hidingThe visitorgoneMrs Bray reports the woman insatiable in her demandsMust havetwo hundred dollars by sundownNo way of escape except through policeinterferencePeople who deal with the,41
+Produced by Don Lainson and Charles Aldarondo HTML versionby Al HainesTHE UPTON LETTERSByARTHUR CHRISTOPHER BENSONaedae muri eseidon oneirata koudepo aos1905PREFACEThese letters were returned to me shortly after the death of thefriend to whom they were written by his widow It seems that he hadbeen sorting and destroying letters and papers a few days before hiswholly unexpected end We wont destroy these he had said to herholding the bulky packet of my letters in his hand we will keep themtogether T ought to publish them and some day I hope he willThis was not of course a deliberate judgement but his sudden deatha few days later gives the unconsidered wish a certain sanctity and Ihave determined to obey it Moreover she who has the best right todecide desires it A few merely personal matters and casual detailshave been omitted but the main substance is there and the letters arejust as they were written Such hurried compositions of course aboundin literary shortcomings but perhaps they have a certain spontaneitywhich more deliberate writings do not always possess I wrote my bestfrankest and liveliest in the letters because I knew that Herbertwould value both the thought and the expression of the thought Andfurther if it is necessary to excuse so speedy a publication I feelthat they are not letters which would gain by being kept Theirinterest arises from the time the circumstance the occasion that gavethem birth from the books read and criticised the educationalproblems discussed and thus they may form a species of comment on acertain aspect of modern life and from a definite point of view Butafter all it is enough for me that he appreciated them and if hewished that they should go out to the world well let them go Inpublishing them I am but obeying a last message of loveT B  MONKS ORCHARD UPTON    Feb 20 1905THE UPTON LETTERSMONKS ORCHARD UPTON  Jan 23 1904MY DEAR HERBERTI have just heard the disheartening news and I writeto say that I am sorry toto corde I dont yet know the full extent ofthe calamity the length of your exile the place or the conditionsunder which you will have to live Perhaps you or Nelly can find timeto let me have a few lines about it all But I suppose there is a goodside to it I imagine that when the place is once fixed you will beable to live a much freer life than you have of late been obliged tolive in England with less risk and less overshadowing of anxiety Ifyou can find the right region renovabitur ut acquila juventus tua andyou will be able to carry out some of the plans which have been sooften interrupted here Of course there will be drawbacks Bookssociety equal talk the English countryside which you love so welland if I may use the expression so intelligently they will all haveto be foregone in a measure But fortunately there is no difficultyabout money and money will give you back some of these delights Youwill still see your real friends and they will come to you with theintention of giving and getting the best of themselves and of you notin the purposeless way in which one drifts into a visit here You willbe able too to view things with a certain detachmentand that is areal advantage for I have sometimes thought that your literary workhas suffered from the variety of your interests and from your beingrather too close to them to form a philosophical view Your love ofcharacteristic points of natural scenery will help you When you haveonce grown familiar with the new surroundings you will penetrate thesecret of their charm as you have done here You will be able too tolive a more undisturbed life not fretted by all the crosscurrentswhich distract a man in his own land when he has a large variety ofties I declare I did not know I was so good a rhetorician I shall endby convincing myself that there is no real happiness to be found exceptin expatriationSeriously my dear Herbert I do understand the sadness of the changebut one gets no good by dwelling on the darker side there are and willbe times I know of depression When one lies awake in the morningbefore the nerves are braced by contact with the wholesome day whenone has done a tiring piece of work and is alone and in that frame ofmind when one needs occupation but yet is not brisk enough to turn tothe work one loves in those dreary intervals between ones work whenone is off with the old and not yet on with the newwell I know allthe corners of the road the shadowy cavernous places where the demonslie in wait for one as they do for the wayfarer do you remember inBewick who desiring to rest by the roadside finds the dingle allalive with ambushed fiends horned and heavylimbed swollen with theoppressive clumsiness of nightmare But you are not inexperienced orweak You have enough philosophy to wait until the frozen mood thawsand the old thrill comes back That is one of the real compensations ofmiddle age When one is young one imagines that any depression will becontinuous and one sees the dreary uncomforted road winding aheadover bare hills till it falls to the dark valley But later on one canbelieve that the roadside dells of rest are there even if one cannotsee them and after all you have a home which goes with you and itwould seem to be fortunate or to speak more truly tenderly preparedthat you have only daughtersa son who would have to go back toEngland to be educated would be a source of anxiety Yet I find myselfeven wishing that you had a son that I might have the care of him overhere You dont know the hearthunger I sometimes have for young thingsof my own to watch over to try to guard their happiness You would saythat I had plenty of opportunities in my profession it is,4
+Produced by Charles Aldarondo  HTML version by Al HainesWORDS OF CHEER FOR The Tempted the Toiling and the SorrowingEDITED BY T S ARTHURPHILADELPHIA1856PREFACEAS we pass on our way through the world we find our paths nowsmooth and flowery and now rugged and difficult to travel The skybathed in golden sunshine today is black with storms tomorrowThis is the history of every one And it is also the lifeexperienceof all that when the way is rough and the sky dark the poor heartsinks and trembles and the eye of faith cannot see the bright sunsmiling in the heavens beyond the veil of clouds But for all thisfear and doubt the rugged path winds steadily upwards and thebroad sky is glittering in lightLet the toiling the tempted and the sorrowing ever keep this inmind Let them have faith in Him who feedeth the young lions andclothes the fields with verdurewho bindeth up the broken heartand giveth joy to the mourners There are Words of Cheer in the airListen and their melody will bring peace to the spirit and theirtruths strength to the heartCONTENTS  AUNT MARY  THE DEAD  DO YOU SUFFER MORE THAN YOUR NEIGHBOUR  WE ARE LED BY A WAY THAT WE KNOW NOT  THE IVY IN THE DUNGEON  THE GARDEN OF EDEN  HAVE A FLOWER IN YOUR ROOM  WEALTH  HOW TO BE HAPPY  REBECCA  LIFE A TREADMILL  ARTHUR LELAND  THE SCARLET POPPY  NUMBER TWELVE  TO AN ABSENTEE  THE WHITE DOVE  HESTER  THISTLEDOWN  THE LITTLE CHILDREN  WHAT IS NOBLE  THE ANEMONE HEPATICA  THE FAMILY OF MICHAEL AROUT  BABY IS DEAD  THE TREASURED RINGLET  HUMAN LONGINGS FOR PEACE AND REST  BE STRONG  THE NEGLECTED ONE  THE HOURS OF LIFE  MINISTERING ANGELS  OURS LOVED AND GONE BEFORE  OUTWARD MINISTERINGS  BODILY DEFORMITY SPIRITUAL BEAUTY  THE DEAD CHILD  WATER  BEAUTIFUL HAPPY AND BELOVED  EVERY CLOUD HAS A SILVER LINING  AN ANGEL OF PATIENCE  THE GRANDFATHERS ADVICE  A HYMN OF PRAISE  AN ANGEL IN EVERY HOUSE  ANNIE  MOTHER  GREAT PRINCIPLES AND SMALL DUTIES  OF SUCH IS THE KINGDOM OF HEAVEN  THE OLD VILLAGE CHURCH  THE WORD IS NIGH THEE  AUNT RACHEL  COMETH A BLESSING DOWN  THE DARKENED PATHWAY  LOOK ON THIS PICTURE  THE POWER OF KINDNESS  SPEAK KINDLY  HAVE PATIENCE  DO THEY MISS MEWORDS OF CHEERAUNT MARYA LADY sat alone in her own apartment one clear evening when thesilver stars were out and the moon shone pure as the spirit ofpeace upon the rebellious earth How lovely was every outward thingHow beautiful is Gods creation The window curtains were drawnclose and the only light in the cheerful room was given by anightlamp that was burning on the mantelpiece The occupant whoperhaps had numbered about thirtyfive years was sitting by a smalltable in the centre of the room her head leaning upon one slenderhand the other lay upon the open page of a book in which she hadendeavoured to interest herself But the effort had been vain otherand stronger feelings had overpowered her there was an expressionof suffering upon the gentle face over which the tears rainedheavily For a brief moment she raised her soft blue eyes upwardwith an appealing look then sunk her head upon the table beforeher murmuringFather forgive me it is good for me Give me strength to beareverything Pour thy love into my heart for I am desolateif Icould but be useful to one human beingif I could make one personhappier I should be content But no I am desolatedesolate Whoseheart clings to mine with the strong tendrils of affection Who everturns to me for a smile Oh this world is so coldso coldAnd that sensitive being wept passionately and pressed her handupon her bosom as if to still its own yearningsMary Clinton had met with many sorrows she was the youngest of alarge family she had been the caressed darling in her early daysfor her sweetness won every heart to love She had dwelt in the warmbreath of affection it was her usual sunshine and she gave it nothought while it blessed her a cold word or look was an unfamiliarthing A most gladhearted being she was once But death came in aterrible form folded her loved ones in his icy arms and bore themto another world A kind father a tender mother a brother andsister were laid in the grave in one short month by the choleraOne brother was yet left and she was taken to his home for he wasa wealthy merchant But there seemed a coldness in his splendidhouse a coldness in his wifes heart Sick in body and in mind thebereft one resolved to travel South and visit among her relationshoping to awaken her interest in life which had lain dormantthrough grief She went to that sunny region and while therebecame acquainted with a man of fine intellect and fascinatingmanners who won her affections and afterwards proved unworthy ofher Again the beauty of her life was darkened and with a wearyheart she wore out the tedious years of her joyless existence Shewas an angel of charity to the poor and suffering She grew lovelierthrough sorrow A desire to see her brother her nearest and dearestrelative called her North again and when our story opens she wasin the bosom of his home a member of his family He loved herdeeply yet she felt like an alienhis wife had not welcomed her asa sister should Mary Clintons heart went out towards Alice hereldest niece a beautiful and loving creature just springing intowomanhood But the fair girl was gay and thoughtless flattered andcaressed by everybody She knew sadness only by the name She had nodream that she could impart a deep joy by giving forth her younghearts love to the desolate strangerThe hour had grown late very,50
+Produced by David Schwan  HTML version by Al HainesStarr King In CaliforniaByWilliam Day SimondsAuthor of  The Christ of the Human Heart  Patriotic Addresses  Sermons From ShakespeareDedicated to the Memory of Honorable Horace Davis of San Francisco asthe only Tribute of Respect Now Possible to one whose Friendly Interestand Assistance the Author Here Gratefully AcknowledgesUp to the time of Starr Kings death it was generally believed that hemore than any other man had prevented California and the whole PacificCoast from falling into the gulf of disunion It is certain that AbrahamLincoln held this opinionEdwin Percy WhippleContentsIntroductionPart IIn Old New EnglandPart IICalifornia in 1860Part IIICalifornias Hour of DecisionPart IVPhilanthropist and PreacherPart VIn RetrospectIllustrationsStarr King MonumentPortrait of Starr KingIntroductionThis book is the result of the authors strong desire to know the truthrelative to a critical period in the history of California and afurther strong desire to deal justly by the memory of a man recenthistorians have been pleased to pass by with slight acknowledgmentWhat was the nature and measure of Starr Kings influence on the PacificCoast during the Civil War To be able to answer that question has costmore time and study than the reader could be brought to believe It hasnecessitated a thorough examination of all published histories ofCalifornia of numerous biographies of old newspapers memoirs lettersand musty documents It has involved interviews with prominent personsas well as a careful study of earlier writings upon Starr King in booksand magazines Best of all it has compelled the writer to the delightfultask of renewing his acquaintance with the published sermons andlectures of the patriotpreacherIt is believed that no important data has been overlooked and it ishoped that a genuine service has been rendered to all students ofCalifornia History and to all lovers of Starr Kinghe who was calledby his own generation The Saint of the Pacific CoastPart IIn Old New EnglandWhen Starr King entered the Golden Gate April 28 1860 he had passedby a few months his thirtyfifth birthday A young man in the morning ofhis power he felt strangely old for he wrote to a friend just a littlelater I have passed meridian It is after twelve oclock in the largeday of my mortal life I am no longer a young man It is now afternoonwith me and the shadows turn toward the eastThere was abundant reason for this premature feeling of age Even atthirtyfive King had been a long time among the most earnest of workersBorn in New York City December 17 1824 of English and Germanancestry son of a Universalist Minister who was compelled to strugglealong on a very meager salary the lad felt very early in life laborsstern discipline At fifteen he was obliged to leave school that bydaily toil he might help to support his now widowed mother and fiveyounger brothers and sisters Brief as was his record in school we notethe following prophetic facts he displayed singular aptitude for studyhe was conscientious yet vivacious he was by nature adverse to anythingrude or coarse Joshua Bates Kings last teacher describes the lad asslight of build golden haired with a homely face which everybodythought handsome on account of the beaming eyes the winning smile andthe earnest desire of always wanting to do what was best and rightThis is our earliest testimony to the lovable character of the man whoselifestory we are now considering It will impress us more and more asEast and West Boston and San Francisco in varying phrase tell againand again of the beaming eyes the winning smile and the earnestdesire of always wanting to do what was just and rightA breadwinner at fifteen and for a large family surely this is theend of all dreams of scholarship or of professional service Thatdepends on the manand the conditions that surround him HappilyKings mother was a woman of good mind who knew and loved the best inliterature Ambitious for her gifted son she read with him and forhim certain of the masters whom to know well is to possess thefoundations of true culture It is a pretty scene and suggestivethelad and his mother reading together till the wee small hoursPlutarch Grotes History of Greece Bullfinchs Mythology Dante andthe plays of William Shakespeare Fortunately his mother was not hisonly helper Near at hand was Theodore Parker who was said to possessthe best private library in Boston and whose passion for aiding youngmen was well known He befriended King as he befriended others andearly discovered in the widows son superior talents In those days veryyoung men used to preach Before he had reached his majority King wasoften sent to fill engagements under direction and at the suggestion ofParker The high esteem of the elder for the younger man is attested bythe following letter to an important church not far from BostonI cannot come to preach for you as I would like but with your kindpermission I will send Thomas Starr King This young man is not aregularly ordained preacher but he has the grace of God in his heartand the gift of tongues He is a rare sweet spirit and I know that afteryou have met with him you will thank me for sending him to youThis young drygoods clerk schoolmaster and bookkeeper for hefollowed all of these occupations during the years in which he wasgrowing out of youth into manhood was especially interested inmetaphysics and theology In these and kindred studies he was greatlyimpressed and inspired by the writings of Victor Cousin whose majorgift was his ability to awaken other minds The most brilliant meteorthat flashed across the sky of the nineteenth century saidSainteBeuveWhen Thomas Starr King was eighteen years old William Ellery Channingdied Of that death which occurred amid the lovely scenery of Vermontupon a rare Autumnal evening Theodore Parker wrote The sun went towardthe horizon the slanting beams fell into the chamber Channing turnedhis face toward that sinking orb and he and the sun went away togetherEach as the other left the smile of his departure spread on allaround the sun on the,9
+Produced by Sandra Laythorpe  HTML version by Al HainesLADY HESTERORURSULAS NARRATIVEbyCHARLOTTE M YONGECONTENTSCHAPTER I     SAULT ST PIERRECHAPTER II    TREVORSHAMCHAPTER III   THE PEERAGE CASECHAPTER IV    SKIMPINGS FARMCHAPTER V     SPINNEY LAWNCHAPTER VI    THE WHITE DOES WARNINGCHAPTER VII   HUNTINGCHAPTER VIII  DUCK SHOOTINGCHAPTER IX    TREVORS LEGACYCHAPTER ISAULT ST PIERREI write this by desire of my brothers and sisters that if any reportsof our strange family history should come down to after generations thething may be properly understoodThe old times at Trevorsham seem to me so remote that I can hardlybelieve that we are the same who were so happy then  Nay Jaquettalaughs and declares that it is not possible to be happier than we havebeen since and Fulk would have me remember that all was not alwayssmooth even in those daysPerhaps notfor him at least dear fellow in those latter times butwhen I think of the old home the worst troubles that rise before meare those of the backboard and the stocks French in the schoolroomand Miss Simmonds Lady Ursula think of your positionAnd as to Jaquetta she was born under a more benignant star  Nobodycould have put a backboard on her any more than on a kittenOur mother had died oh how happily for herself when Jaquetta was ababy and Miss Simmonds most carefully ruled not only over us but overAdela Brainerd my fathers ward who was brought up with us becauseshe had no other relation in the worldBesides my father wished her to marry one of my brothers  It wouldhave done very well for either Torwood or Bertram but unluckily as itseemed neither of them could take to the notion  She was a dearlittle thing to be sure and we were all very fond of her but asBertram said it would have been like marrying Jaquetta and Torwoodhad other views to which my father would not then listenThen Bertrams regiment was ordered to Canada and that was the realcause of it all though we did not know it till long afterBertram was starting out on a sporting expedition with a Canadiangentleman when about ten miles from Montreal they halted at a farmwith a good wellbuilt house named Sault St Pierre all lookingprosperous and comfortable and a young farmer American in hiswaysfreespoken familiar and bluntbut very kindly and friendlywas at work there with some FrenchCanadian labourersBertrams friend knew him and often halted there on huntingexpeditions so they went into the housevery nicely furnished apretty parlour with muslin curtains a piano and everything pleasantand Joel Lea called his wife a handsome fair young woman Bertramsays from the first she put him in mind of some one and he was tryingto make out who it could be  Then came the wifes mother a neatlittle delicate bent woman with dark eyes that looked Bertram saidas if they had had some great fright and never recovered it  Theycalled her Mrs DaymanShe was silent at first and only helped her daughter and the maid toget the dinner and an excellent dinner it was but she kept on lookingat Bertram and she quite started when she heard him called Mr TrevorWhen they were just rising up and going to take leave she came up tohim in a frightened agitated manner as if she could not help it andsaidSir you are so like a gentleman I once knew  Was any relation ofyours ever in CanadaMy father was in Canada answered BertramOh no she said then very much affected the Captain Trevor I knewwas killed in the Lake Campaign in 1814  It must be a mistake yet youput me in mind of him so strangelyThen Bertram protested that she must mean my father for that he hadbeen a captain in the th and had been stationed at York as Torontowas then called but was badly wounded in repulsing the Americanattack on the Lakes in 1814Not dead she asked with her cheeks getting pale and a sort ofexcitement about her that made Bertram wonder at the moment if therecould have been any old attachment between them and he explained howmy father was shipped off from England between life and death and howwhen he recovered he found his uncle dying and the title and propertycoming to himAnd he married she said with a bewildered look and Bertram toldher that he had married Lady Mary Luptonas his uncle and father hadwishedand how we four were their children  I can fancy how kindlyand tenderly Bertram would speak when he saw that she was anxious andpained and she took hold of his hand and held him and when he saidsomething of mentioning that he had seen her she cried out with a sortof terror Oh no no Mr Trevor I beg you will not  Let him thinkme dead as I thought him  And then she drew down Bertrams tall headto her and fairly kissed his forehead adding I could not help itsir an old womans kiss will do you no harmThen he went away  He never did tell us of the meeting till longafter  He was not a great letter writer and besides he thought myfather might not wish to have the flirtations of his youth brought upagainst him  So we little knewBut it seems that the daughter and soninlaw were just as much amazedas Bertram and when he was gone and the poor old lady sank into herchair and burst out crying and as they came and asked who or what thiswas she sobbed out Your brother Hester  Oh so like himmyhusband or something to that effect as unawares  She wanted to takeit back again but of course Hester would not let her and made hertell the wholeIt seems that her name was Faith Le Blanc she was half English halfFrenchCanadian and lived in a village in a very unsettled part whereCaptain Trevor,13
+Produced by Duncan Harrod  HTML version by Al HainesHalf A RogueByHarold MacGrathTo The Memory Of My MotherHalf A RogueChapter IIt was Warringtons invariable habitwhen no business or socialengagement pressed him to go elsewhereto drop into a certain quaintlittle restaurant just off Broadway for his dinners It was out of theway the throb and rattle of the great commercial artery became likethe faroff murmur of the sea restful rather than annoying He alwaysmade it a point to dine alone undisturbed The proprietor nor hissilentfooted waiters had the slightest idea who Warrington was Tothem he was simply a profitable customer who signified that he dinedthere in order to be alone His table was up stairs Below there wasalways the usual dinner crowd till theater time and the music had thefaculty of luring his thoughts astray being as he was fonder ofmusic than of work As a matter of fact it was in this littlerestaurant that he winnowed the days ideas revamped scenes trimmedthe rough edges of his climaxes revised this epigram or rejected thisor that line all on the backs of envelopes and on the margins ofnewspapers In his den at his bachelor apartments he worked but herehe dreamed usually behind the soothing opalescent veil of MadameNicotineWhat a marvelous thing a good afterdinner cigar is In the smoke ofit the poor man sees his ships come in the poet sees his musebeckoning with hands full of largess the millionaire reverts to hisearly struggles and the lover sees his divinity in a thousandgraceful posesTonight however Warringtons cigar was without magic He was out ofsorts Things had gone wrong at the rehearsal that morning The starhad demanded the removal of certain lines which gave the leading manan opportunity to shine in the climax of the third act He had laboreda whole month over this climax and he revolted at the thought ofchanging it to suit the whim of a capricious womanEverybody had agreed that this climax was the best the young dramatisthad yet constructed A critic who had been invited to a reading haddeclared that it lacked little of being great And at this late hourthe star wanted it changed in order to bring her alone in thelimelight It was preposterous As Warrington was on the first waveof popularity the business manager and the stage manager both agreedto leave the matter wholly in the dramatists hands He resolutelydeclined to make a single alteration in the scene There was a finestorm The star declared that if the change was not made at once shewould leave the company In making this declaration she knew herstrength Her husband was rich a contract was nothing to her Therewas not another actress of her ability to be found the season was toolate There was not another woman available nor would any othermanager lend one As the opening performance was but two weeks henceyou will realize why Warringtons mood this night was anything butamiableHe scowled at his cigar There was always something some sacrifice tomake and seldom for arts sake It is all very well to witness a playfrom the other side of the footlights everything appears to work outso smoothly easily and without effort To this phenomenon is due theamateur dramatistbecause it looks simple A play is not written itis built like a house In most cases the dramatist is simply thearchitect The novelist has comparatively an easy road to travel Thedramatist is beset from all sides now the business managerthat isto say the boxofficenow the stage manager now the star now theleading man or woman Jealousys green eyes peer from behind everyscene The dramatists ideal when finally presented to the publicresembles those mutilated marbles that decorate the museums of Romeand Naples Only there is this difference the public can easilyimagine what the sculptor was about but seldom the dramatistWarrington was a young man tolerably goodlooking noticeably wellset up When they have good features a cleft chin and a generousnose cleanshaven men are good to look at He had fine eyes in thecorners of which always lurked mirth and mischief for he possessedabove all things an inexhaustible fund of dry humor His lines seldomprovoked rough laughter rather silent chucklesWarringtons scowl abated none In business women were generallynuisances they were always taking impossible stands He would findsome way out he was determined not to submit to the imperious fanciesof an actress however famous she might beSir will you aid a lady in distress The voice was tremulous butas rich in tone as the diapason of an organWarrington looked up from his cigar to behold a handsome young womanstanding at the side of his table Her round smooth cheeks wereflushed and on the lower lids of her splendid dark eyes tears ofshame trembled and threatened to fall Behind her stood a waiter ofimpassive countenance who was adding up the figures on a check hismovement full of suggestionThe dramatist understood the situation at once The young lady hadordered dinner and having eaten it found that she could not pay forit It was to say the least a trite situation But what can a man dowhen a pretty woman approaches him and pleads for assistance SoWarrington roseWhat may the trouble be he asked coldly for all that he instantlyrecognized her to be a person of breeding and refinementII have lost my purse and I have no money to pay the waiter Shemade this confession bravely and franklyHe looked about They were alone She interpreted his glance rathershrewdlyThere were no women to appeal to The waiter refused to accept myword and I really cant blame him I had not even the money to send amessenger homeOne of the trembling tears escaped and rolled down the blooming cheekWarrington surrendered He saw that this was an exceptional case Thegirl was truly in distress He knew his New York thoroughly a man orwoman without funds is treated with the finished cruelty with whichthe jovial Romans amused themselves with the Christians Lack of moneyin one person creates incredulity in another A penniless person isinvariably a liar and,13
+Produced by David WidgerHISTORY OF THE UNITED NETHERLANDS 15841609 CompleteFrom the Death of William the Silent to the Twelve Years TruceVolume IBy John Lothrop MotleyPREFACEThe indulgence with which the History of the Rise of the Dutch Republicwas received has encouraged me to prosecute my task with renewedindustryA single word seems necessary to explain the somewhat increasedproportions which the present work has assumed over the original designThe intimate connection which was formed between the Kingdom of Englandand the Republic of Holland immediately after the death of William theSilent rendered the history and the fate of the two commonwealths for aseason almost identical The years of anxiety and suspense during whichthe great Spanish project for subjugating England and reconquering theNetherlands by the same invasion was slowly matured were of deepestimport for the future destiny of those two countries and for the causeof national liberty The deeplaid conspiracy of Spain and Rome againsthuman rights deserves to be patiently examined for it is one of thegreat lessons of history The crisis was long and doubtful and thehealthperhaps the existenceof England and Holland and with themof a great part of Christendom was on the issueHistory has few so fruitful examples of the dangers which come fromsuperstition and despotism and the blessings which flow from themaintenance of religious and political freedom as those afforded by thestruggle between England and Holland on the one side and Spain and Romeon the other during the epoch which I have attempted to describe It isfor this reason that I have thought it necessary to reveal as minutelyas possible the secret details of this conspiracy of king and priestagainst the people and to show how it was baffled at last by the strongselfhelping energy of two free nations combinedThe period occupied by these two volumes is therefore a short one whencounted by years for it begins in 1584 and ends with the commencement of1590 When estimated by the significance of events and their results forfuture ages it will perhaps be deemed worthy of the close examinationwhich it has received With the year 1588 the crisis was past Englandwas safe and the new Dutch commonwealth was thoroughly organized It ismy design in two additional volumes which with the two now publishedwill complete the present work to carry the history of the Republic downto the Synod of Dort After this epoch the Thirty Years War broke out inGermany and it is my wish at a future day to retrace the history ofthat eventful struggle and to combine with it the civil and militaryevents in Holland down to the epoch when the Thirty Years War and theEighty Years War of the Netherlands were both brought to a close by thePeace of WestphaliaThe materials for the volumes now offered to the public were so abundantthat it was almost impossible to condense them into smaller compasswithout doing injustice to the subject It was desirable to throw fulllight on these prominent points of the history while the law ofhistorical perspective will allow long stretches of shadow in thesucceeding portions in which less important objects may be more slightlyindicated That I may not be thought capable of abusing the readersconfidence by inventing conversations speeches or letters I would takethis opportunity of statingalthough I have repeated the remark in thefootnotesthat no personage in these pages is made to write or speakany words save those which on the best historical evidence he is knownto have written or spokenA brief allusion to my sources of information will not seem superfluousI have carefully studied all the leading contemporary chronicles andpamphlets of Holland Flanders Spain France Germany and England butas the authorities are always indicated in the notes it is unnecessaryto give a list of them here But by far my most valuable materials areentirely unpublished onesThe archives of England are especially rich for the history of thesixteenth century and it will be seen in the course of the narrativehow largely I have drawn from those mines of historical wealth the StatePaper Office and the MS department of the British Museum Although boththese great national depositories are in admirable order it is to beregretted that they are not all embraced in one collection as muchtrouble might then be spared to the historical student who is nowobliged to pass frequently from the one place to the other in order tofind different portions of the same correspondenceFrom the royal archives of Holland I have obtained many most importantentirely unpublished documents by the aid of which I have endeavoured toverify to illustrate or sometimes to correct the recitals of the eldernational chroniclers and I have derived the greatest profit from theinvaluable series of Archives and Correspondence of the OrangeNassauFamily given to the world by M Groen van Prinsterer I desire to renewto that distinguished gentleman and to that eminent scholar M Bakhuyzenvan den Brink the expression of my gratitude for their constant kindnessand advice during my residence at the Hague Nothing can exceed thecourtesy which has been extended to me in Holland and I am deeplygrateful for the indulgence with which my efforts to illustrate thehistory of the country have been received where that history is bestknownI have also been much aided by the study of a portion of the Archives ofSimancas the originals of which are in the Archives de lEmpire inParis and which were most liberally laid before me through the kindnessof M le Comte de La BordeI have further enjoyed an inestimable advantage in the perusal of thewhole correspondence between Philip II his ministers and governorsrelating to the affairs of the Netherlands from the epoch at which thiswork commences down to that monarchs death Copies of thiscorrespondence have been carefully made from the originals at Simancas byorder of the Belgian Government under the superintendence of the eminentarchivist M Gachard who has already published a synopsis or abridgmentof a portion of it in a French translation The translation andabridgment of so large a mass of papers however must necessarily occupymany years and it may be long therefore before the whole of thecorrespondenceand particularly that,4
+Produced by David WidgerHISTORY OF THE NETHERLANDS PG EDITION COMPLETEby JOHN LOTHROP MOTLEY DCL LLDCorresponding Member of the Institute of France Etc15551623CONTENTS     The Rise of the Dutch Republic 15551584     History of the United Netherlands 15841609     Life and Death of John of Barneveld 16091623     A Memoir of John Lothrop Motley by Oliver Wendell Holmes SrTHE RISE OF THE DUTCH REPUBLIC 15551566A HistoryJOHN LOTHROP MOTLEY DCL LLD Corresponding Member of the Instituteof France Etc1855Etext Editors Note JOHN LOTHROP MOTLEY born in Dorchester Mass1814 died 1877 Other works Mortons Hopes and Merry Mount novelsMotley was the United States Minister to Austria 186167 and the UnitedStates Minister to England 186970 Mark Twain mentions his respect forJohn Motley Oliver Wendell Holmes said in An Oration delivered beforethe City Authorities of Boston on the 4th of July 1863 It cannot bedeniedsays another observer placed on one of our nationalwatchtowers in a foreign capitalit cannot be denied that thetendency of European public opinion as delivered from high places ismore and more unfriendly to our cause but the people he addseverywhere sympathize with us for they know that our cause is that offree institutionsthat our struggle is that of the people against anoligarchy These are the words of the Minister to Austria whosegenerous sympathies with popular liberty no homage paid to his genius bythe class whose admiring welcome is most seductive to scholars has everspoiled our fellowcitizen the historian of a great Republic whichinfused a portion of its life into our ownJohn Lothrop Motley Seethe biography of Motley by Holmes EdPREFACEThe rise of the Dutch Republic must ever be regarded as one of theleading events of modern times Without the birth of this greatcommonwealth the various historical phenomena of the sixteenth andfollowing centuries must have either not existed or have presentedthemselves under essential modificationsItself an organized protestagainst ecclesiastical tyranny and universal empire the Republic guardedwith sagacity at many critical periods in the worlds history thatbalance of power which among civilized states ought always to beidentical with the scales of divine justice The splendid empire ofCharles the Fifth was erected upon the grave of liberty It is aconsolation to those who have hope in humanity to watch under the reignof his successor the gradual but triumphant resurrection of the spiritover which the sepulchre had so long been sealed From the handbreadth ofterritory called the province of Holland rises a power which wages eightyyears warfare with the most potent empire upon earth and which duringthe progress of the struggle becoming itself a mighty state and bindingabout its own slender form a zone of the richest possessions of earthfrom pole to tropic finally dictates its decrees to the empire ofCharlesSo much is each individual state but a member of one great internationalcommonwealth and so close is the relationship between the whole humanfamily that it is impossible for a nation even while struggling foritself not to acquire something for all mankind The maintenance of theright by the little provinces of Holland and Zealand in the sixteenth byHolland and England united in the seventeenth and by the United Statesof America in the eighteenth centuries forms but a single chapter in thegreat volume of human fate for the socalled revolutions of HollandEngland and America are all links of one chainTo the Dutch Republic even more than to Florence at an earlier day isthe world indebted for practical instruction in that great science ofpolitical equilibrium which must always become more and more important asthe various states of the civilized world are pressed more closelytogether and as the struggle for preeminence becomes more feverish andfatal Courage and skill in political and military combinations enabledWilliam the Silent to overcome the most powerful and unscrupulous monarchof his age The same hereditary audacity and fertility of genius placedthe destiny of Europe in the hands of Williams greatgrandson andenabled him to mould into an impregnable barrier the various elements ofopposition to the overshadowing monarchy of Louis XIV As the schemes ofthe Inquisition and the unparalleled tyranny of Philip in one centuryled to the establishment of the Republic of the United Provinces so inthe next the revocation of the Nantes Edict and the invasion of Hollandare avenged by the elevation of the Dutch stadholder upon the throne ofthe stipendiary StuartsTo all who speak the English language the history of the great agonythrough which the Republic of Holland was ushered into life must havepeculiar interest for it is a portion of the records of the AngloSaxonraceessentially the same whether in Friesland England orMassachusettsA great naval and commercial commonwealth occupying a small portion ofEurope but conquering a wide empire by the private enterprise of tradingcompanies girdling the world with its innumerable dependencies in AsiaAmerica Africa Australiaexercising sovereignty in Brazil Guiana theWest Indies New York at the Cape of Good Hope in Hindostan CeylonJava Sumatra New Hollandhaving first laid together as it were manyof the Cyclopean blocks out of which the British realm at a lateperiod has been constructedmust always be looked upon with interest byEnglishmen as in a great measure the precursor in their own scheme ofempireFor America the spectacle is one of still deeper import The DutchRepublic originated in the opposition of the rational elements of humannature to sacerdotal dogmatism and persecutionin the courageousresistance of historical and chartered liberty to foreign despotismNeither that liberty nor ours was born of the cloudembraces of a falseDivinity with a Humanity of impossible beauty nor was the infant careerof either arrested in blood and tears by the madness of its worshippersTo maintain not to overthrow was the device of the Washington of thesixteenth century as it was the aim of our own hero and his greatcontemporariesThe great Western Republic thereforein whose AngloSaxon veins flowsmuch of that ancient and kindred blood received from the nation onceruling a noble portion of its territory and tracking its own politicalexistence to the same parent spring of temperate human libertymust lookwith affectionate interest upon the trials of the elder commonwealthThese volumes recite the achievement of,4
+Produced by David WidgerFIRST SERIES PLAYSBy John GalsworthyContents     THE SILVER BOX     JOY     STRIFETHE SILVER BOXA COMEDY IN THREE ACTSPERSONS OF THE PLAYJOHN BARTHWICK MP a wealthy LiberalMRS BARTHWICK his wifeJACK BARTHWICK their sonROPER their solicitorMRS JONES their charwomanMARLOW their manservantWHEELER their maidservantJONES the stranger within their gatesMRS SEDDON a landladySNOW a detectiveA POLICE MAGISTRATEAN UNKNOWN LADY from beyondTWO LITTLE GIRLS homelessLIVENS their fatherA RELIEVING OFFICERA MAGISTRATES CLERKAN USHERPOLICEMEN CLERKS AND OTHERSTIME The present The action of the first two Acts takes place onEaster Tuesday the action of the third on Easter Wednesday weekACT I     SCENE I Rockingham Gate John Barthwicks diningroom     SCENE II The same     SCENE III The sameACT II     SCENE I The Joness lodgings Merthyr Street     SCENE II John Barthwicks diningroomACT III A London police courtACT ISCENE I     The  curtain rises on the BARTHWICKS diningroom large     modern and well furnished the window curtains drawn     Electric light is burning  On the large round diningtable is     set out a tray with whisky a syphon and a silver     cigarettebox  It is past midnight     A fumbling is heard outside the door  It is opened suddenly     JACK BARTHWICK seems to fall into the room  He stands holding     by the door knob staring before him with a beatific smile     He is in evening dress and opera hat and carries in his hand a     skyblue velvet ladys reticule  His boyish face is freshly     coloured and cleanshaven  An overcoat is hanging on his armJACK  Hello  Ive got home all riDefiantly  Who says Ishd never ve opened th door without sistance  He staggers infumbling with the reticule A ladys handkerchief and purse ofcrimson silk fall out  Serve her joll well righteverythingdroppin out  Th cat  I ve scored her offI ve got her bagHe swings the reticule  Serves her joly well right He takes acigarette out of the silver box and puts it in his mouth  Nevergave tha fellow anything  He hunts through all his pockets andpulls a shilling out it drops and rolls away  He looks for itBeastly shilling  He looks again  Base ingratitude  Absolutelynothing  He laughs  Mus tell him Ive got absolutely nothing     He lurches through the door and down a corridor and presently     returns followed by JONES who is advanced in liquor  JONES     about thirty years of age has hollow cheeks black circles     round his eyes and rusty clothes He looks as though he might     be unemployed and enters in a hangdog mannerJACK  Sh  sh  sh  Dont you make a noise whatever you do  Shuthe door an have a drink  Very solemnly  You helped me to openthe doorI ve got nothin for you  This is my house  My fathersnames Barthwick hes Member of ParliamentLiberal Member ofParliament Ive told you that before  Have a drink  He pours outwhisky and drinks it up  Im not drunk Subsiding on a sofaThas all right  Whas your name  My names Barthwick sos myfathers Im a Liberal toowhare youJONES  In a thick sardonic voice  Im a bloomin ConservativeMy names Jones  My wife works ere shes the char she worksereJACK  Jones  He laughs  Theres nother Jones at College withme  Im not a Socialist myself Im a Liberaltheres velilldifference because of the principles of the LibLiberal PartyWere all equal before the lawthas rot thas silly  LaughsWha was I about to say  Give me some whisky     JONES gives him the whisky he desires together with a squirt     of syphonWha I was goin tell you wasI ve had a row with her  He wavesthe reticule  Have a drink Jonessh d never have got in withoutyoutha s why I m giving you a drink  Don care who knows Ivescored her off  Th cat  He throws his feet up on the sofaDon you make a noise whatever you do  You pour out a drinkyoumake yourself good long long drinkyou take cigaretteyou takeanything you like  Shd never have got in without you  Closinghis eyes  Youre a Toryyoure a Tory Socialist  Im Liberalmyselfhave a drinkI m an excelnt chap     His head drops back  He smiling falls asleep and JONES     stands looking at him then snatching up JACKs glass he     drinks it off  He picks the reticule from off JACKS     shirtfront holds it to the light and smells at itJONES  Been on the tiles and brought ome some of yer cats furHe stuffs it into JACKs breast pocketJACK  Murmuring  I ve scored you off  You cat     JONES looks around him furtively he pours out whisky and     drinks it  From the silver box he takes a cigarette puffs at     it and drinks more whisky  There is no sobriety left in himJONES  Fat lot o things theyve got ere  He sees the crimsonpurse lying on the floor  More cats fur  Puss puss  Hefingers it drops it on the tray and looks at JACK  Calf  Fatcalf  He sees his own presentment in a mirror  Lifting his handswith fingers,76
+Produced by David WidgerFIFTH SERIES PLAYS OF GALSWORTHYBy John GalsworthyContents     A Family Man     Loyalties     WindowsA FAMILY MANFrom the 5th Series PlaysBy John GalsworthyCHARACTERSJOHN BUILDER of the firm of Builder  BuilderJULIA His WifeATHENE His elder DaughterMAUD His younger DaughterRALPH BUILDER His Brother and PartnerGUY HERRINGHAME A Flying ManANNIE A Young Person in BlueCAMILLE Mrs Builders French MaidTOPPING Builders ManservantTHE MAYOR Of BreconridgeHARRIS His SecretaryFRANCIS CHANTREY JPMOON A ConstableMARTIN A Police SergeantA JOURNALIST From The CometTHE FIGURE OF A POACHERTHE VOICES AND FACES OF SMALL BOYSThe action passes in the town of Breconridge the MidlandsACT I     SCENE I  BUILDERS Study  After breakfast     SCENE II  A StudioACT II  BUILDERS Study  LunchtimeACT III     SCENE I THE MAYORS Study  10am the following day     SCENE II  BUILDERS Study  The same  Noon     SCENE III  BUILDERS Study  The same  EveningACT ISCENE I     The study of JOHN BUILDER in the provincial town of Breconridge     A panelled room wherein nothing is ever studied except perhaps     BUILDERS face in the mirror over the fireplace  It is however     comfortable and has large leather chairs and a writing table in the     centre on which is a typewriter and many papers  At the back is a     large window with French outside shutters overlooking the street     for the house is an old one built in an age when the homes of     doctors lawyers and so forth were part of a provincial town and     not yet suburban  There are two or three fine old prints on the     walls Right and Left and a fine old fireplace Left with a     fender on which one can sit  A door Left back leads into the     diningroom and a door Right forward into the hall     JOHN BUILDER is sitting in his afterbreakfast chair before the fire     with The Times in his hands  He has breakfasted well and is in     that condition of firstpipe serenity in which the affairs of the     nation seem almost bearable  He is a tallish square personable     man of fortyseven with a wellcoloured jowly fullish face     marked under the eyes which have very small pupils and a good deal     of light in them  His bearing has force and importance as of a man     accustomed to rising and ownerships sure in his opinions and not     lacking in geniality when things go his way  Essentially a     Midlander  His wife a woman of fortyone of ivory tint with a     thin trim figure and a face so strangely composed as to be almost     like a mask essentially from Jersey is putting a nib into a     penholder and filling an inkpot at the writingtable     As the curtain rises CAMILLE enters with a rather brokendown     cardboard box containing flowers  She is a young woman with a good     figure a pale face the warm brown eyes and complete poise of a     Frenchwoman  She takes the box to MRS BUILDERMRS BUILDER  The blue vase please Camille     CAMILLE fetches a vase  MRS BUILDER puts the flowers into the vase     CAMILLE gathers up the debris  and with a glance at BUILDER goes     outBUILDER  Glorious October  I ought to have a damned good days shootingwith Chantrey tomorrowMRS BUILDER  Arranging the flowers  Arent you going to the officethis morningBUILDER  Well no I was going to take a couple of days off  If youfeel at the top of your form take a restthen you go on feeling at thetop  He looks at her as if calculating  What do you say to looking upAtheneMRS BUILDER  Palpably  astonished  Athene  But you said youd donewith herBUILDER  Smiling Six weeks ago but dash it one cant have done withones own daughter  Thats the weakness of an Englishman he cant keepup his resentments  In a town like this it doesnt do to have her livingby herself  One of these days itll get out weve had a row  Thatwouldnt do me any goodMRS BUILDER  I seeBUILDER  Besides I miss her  Mauds so selfabsorbed  It makes a bighole in the family Julia  Youve got her address havent youMRS BUILDER  Yes  Very still  But do you think its dignified JohnBUILDER  Genially  Oh hang dignity  I rather pride myself on knowingwhen to stand on my dignity and when to sit on it  If shes still crazyabout Art she can live at home and go out to studyMRS BUILDER  Her craze was for libertyBUILDER  A few weeks discomfort soon cures that  She cant live on herpittance  Shell have found that out by now  Get your things on andcome with me at twelve oclockMRS BUILDER  I think youll regret it  Shell refuseBUILDER  Not if Im nice to her  A child could play with me todayShall I tell you a secret JuliaMRS BUILDER  It would be pleasant for a changeBUILDER  The Mayors coming round at,14
+Produced by Charles Franks and the Online Distributed Proofreading TeamHEART OF THE SUNSETBy Rex BeachAuthor of THE SILVER HORDE THE SPOILERS THE IRON TRAIL EtcCONTENTS     I   THE WATERHOLE    II   THE AMBUSH   III   WHAT HAPPENED AT THE WATERHOLE    IV   AN EVENING AT LAS PALMAS     V   SOMETHING ABOUT HEREDITY    VI   A JOURNEY AND A DARK MAN   VII   LUIS LONGORIO  VIII   BLAZE JONESS NEMESIS    IX   A SCOUTING TRIP     X   A RANGERS HORSE    XI   JUDGE ELLSWORTH EXACTS A PROMISE   XII   LONGORIO MAKES BOLD  XIII   DAVE LAW BECOMES JEALOUS   XIV   JOSE SANCHEZ SWEARS AN OATH    XV   THE TRUTH ABOUT PANFILO   XVI   THE RODEO  XVII   THE GUZMAN INCIDENT XVIII   ED AUSTIN TURNS AT BAY   XIX   RANGERS    XX   SUPERSTITIONS AND CERTAINTIES   XXI   AN AWAKENING  XXII   WHAT ELLSWORTH HAD TO SAY XXIII   THE CRASH  XXIV   DAVE LAW COMES HOME   XXV   A WARNING AND A SURPRISE  XXVI   THE WATERCURE XXVII   LA FERIAXXVIII   THE DOORS OF PARADISE  XXIX   THE PRIEST FROM MONCLOVA   XXX   THE MAN OF DESTINY  XXXI   A SPANISH WILL XXXII   THE DAWNHEART OF THE SUNSETITHE WATERHOLEA fitful breeze played among the mesquite bushes The naked earthwhere it showed between the clumps of grass was baked plaster hard Itburned like hot slag and except for a panting lizard here and thereor a dustgray jackrabbit startled from its covert nothing animatestirred upon its face High and motionless in the blinding sky abuzzard poised longtailed Mexican crows among the thorny branchescreaked and whistled choked and rattled snored and grunted a dovemourned inconsolably and out of the air issued metallic insectcriesthe direction whence they came as unascertainable as theirsource was hiddenAlthough the sun was halfway down the west its glare remaineduntempered and the tantalizing shade of the sparse mesquite was moreof a trial than a comfort to the lone woman who refusing its deceitfulinvitation plodded steadily over the waste Stop indeed she darednot In spite of her fatigue regardless of the torture from feet andlimbs unused to walking she must as she constantly assured herselfkeep going until strength failed So far fortunately she had kept herhead and she retained sufficient reason to deny the fancifulapprehensions which clamored for audience If she once allowed herselfto become panicky she knew she would fare worsefar worseand nowif ever she needed all her faculties Somewhere to the northwardperhaps a mile perhaps a league distant lay the waterholeBut the country was of a deadly and a deceitful sameness devoid oflandmarks and lacking welldefined watercourses The unending mesquitewith its first spring foliage resembled a limitless peachorchard sownby some careless and unbelievably prodigal hand Out of these falseacres occasional knolls and low stony hills lifted themselves so thatone came now and then to vantagepoints where the eye leaped forgreat distances across imperceptible valleys to horizons so far awaythat the scattered treeclumps were blended into an unbroken carpet ofgreen To the woman these outlooks were unutterably depressing merelyserving to reveal the vastness of the desolation about herAt the crest of such a rise she paused and studied the countrycarefully but without avail She felt dizzily for the desert bag swungfrom her shoulder only to find it flat and dry the galvanizedmouthpiece burned her fingers With a little shock she remembered thatshe had done this very thing several times before and her repeatedforgetting frightened her since it seemed to show that her mind hadbeen slightly unbalanced by the heat That perhaps explained why thedistant horizon swam and wavered soIn all probability a man situated as she was would have spoken aloudin an endeavor to steady himself but this woman did nothing of thesort Seating herself in the densest shade she could findit wasreally no shade at allshe closed her eyes and relaxedno easy thingto do in such a stifling temperature and when her throat was achingwith droughtAt length she opened her eyes again only to find that she could makeout nothing familiar Undoubtedly she was lost the waterhole might beanywhere She listened tensely and the very air seemed to listen withher the leaves hushed their faint whisperings a nearby cactus heldits forty fleshy ears alert while others more distant poised in thesame harkening attitude It seemed to the woman that a thousand earswere straining with hers yet no sound came save only the monotonouscrescendo and diminuendo of those locustcries coming out of nowhereand retreating into the voids At last as if satisfied the leavesbegan to whisper softly againAway to her left lay the yellow flood of the Rio Grande but the womanthough tempted to swing in that direction knew better than to yieldAt least twenty miles of barrens lay between and she told herself thatshe could never cover such a distance No the waterhole was nearerit must be close at hand If she could only think a little moreclearly she could locate it Once more she tried as she had triedmany times before to recall the exact point where she had shot herhorse and to map in her minds eye the footweary course she hadtraveled from that point onwardDesert travel was nothing new to her thirst and fatigue were oldacquaintances yet she could not help wondering if in spite of hertraining in spite of that inborn sense of direction which she hadprided herself upon sharing with the wild creatures she were fated tobecome a victim of the chaparral The possibility was remote death atthis moment seemed as far,0
+Produced by Don LainsonTHE PATH OF A STARBy Mrs Everard CotesAKA Sara Jeannette Duncan1899CHAPTER IShe pushed the portiere aside with a curved hand and gracefullyseparated fingers it was a staccato movement and her body followed itafter an instants poise of hesitation head thrust a little forwardeyes inquiring and a tentative smile although she knew precisely whowas there You would have been aware at once that she was an actressShe entered the room with a little stride and then crossed it quicklythe train of her morning gownit cried out of luxury with the cheapestvoicetaking folds of great audacity as she bent her face in its loosemass of hair over Laura Filbert sitting on the edge of a bamboo sofaand saidYou poor thing Oh you POOR thingShe took Lauras hand as she spoke and tried to keep it but the handwas neutral and she let it go It is a hand she said to herselfin one of those quick reflections that so often visited her readymadethat turns the merely inquiring mind away Nothing but feeling couldhold itMiss Filbert made the conventional effort to rise but it came tonothing or to a mere embarrassed accent of their greeting Then hervoice showed this feeling to be superficial made nothing of it pushedit to one sideI suppose you cannot see the foolishness of your pity she said OhMiss Howe I am happier than you aremuch happier Her bare feet asshe spoke nestled into the coarse Mirzapore rug on the floor and hereye lingered approvingly upon an Owari vase three feet high and thickwith the gilded landscape of Japan which stood near it in the cheapmagnificence of the roomHilda smiled Her smile acquiesced in the world she had foundacquiesced with the gladness of an explorer in Laura Filbert as afeature of itDont be too sure she cried I am very happy It is such a pleasureto see youHer gaze embraced Miss Filbert as a person and Miss Filbert as apictorial fact but that was because she could not help it Her eyeswere really engaged only with the latter Miss FilbertMuch happier than you are Laura repeated slowly moving her head fromside to side as if to negative contradiction in advance She smiled tooit was as if she had remembered a former habit from politenessOf course you areof course Miss Howe acknowledged The words weremellow and vibrant her voice seemed to dwell upon them with a kind ofrich affection Her face covered itself with serious sweetness I canimagine the beatitudes you feelby your clothesThe girl drew her feet under her and her hand went up to the onlysemiconventional item of her attire It was a brooch that exclaimed insilver letters Glory to His Name It is the dress of the Army in thiscountry she said I would not change it for the wardrobe of a queenThats just what I mean Miss Howe leaned back in her chair with herhead among its cushions and sent her words fluently across the roomstraight and level with the glance from between her halfclosed eyelidsA fine sensuous appreciation of the indolence it was possible to enjoyin the East clung about her To live on a plane that lifts you up likethatso that you can defy all criticism and all convention and goabout the streets like a mark of exclamation at the selfishness of theworldthere must be something very consummate in it or you couldnt goon At least I couldntI suppose I do look odd to you Her voice took a curious softuplifted note I wear three garments onlythe garments of my sisterswho plant the young shoots in the ricefields and carry bricks for thebuilding of rich mens houses and gather the dung of the roadways toburn for fuel If the Army is to conquer India it must march barefootedand bareheaded all the way All the way Laura repeated with atremor of musical sadness Her eyes were fixed in appeal upon the otherwomans And if the sun beats down upon my uncovered head I think Itstruck more fiercely upon Calvary and if the way is sharp to my unshodfeet I say At least I have no cross to bear The last words seemedalmost a chant and her voice glided from them into singing     The blessed Saviour died for me      On the cross  On the cross      He bore my sins at Calvary      On the rugged crossShe sang softly her body thrust a little forward in a tender swaying     Behold His hands and feet and side      The crown of thorns the crimson tide      Forgive them Father loud He cried      On the rugged crossOh thank you Miss Howe exclaimed Then she murmured again Thatsjust what I meanA blankness came over the girls face as a light cloud will cross themoon She regarded Hilda from behind it with penetrant anxiety Didyou really enjoy that hymn she askedIndeed I didThen dear Miss Howe I think you cannot be very far from the KingdomI Oh I have my part in a kingdom Her voice caressed the idea Andthe curious thing is that we are all aristocrats who belong to it Notthe vulgar kind you understandbut no you dont understand Youllhave to take my word for it Miss Howes eyes sought a red hibiscusflower that looked in at the window half drowned in sunlight and thesmile in them deepenedIs it the Kingdom of God and His righteousness Laura Filberts clearglance was disturbed by a ray of curiosity but the inflexible qualityof her tone more than counterbalanced thisTheres nothing about it in the Bible if thats what you mean And yetI think the men who wrote The time of the singing of birds has comeand I will lift mine eyes unto the hills must have belonged to itShe paused with an odd look of discomfiture But one shouldnt talkabout things like thatit,4
+Produced by Charles Keller  HTML version by Al HainesJean of the Lazy AByB M BOWERCONTENTSCHAPTER     I  HOW TROUBLE CAME TO THE LAZY A    II  CONCERNING LITE AND A FEW FOOTPRINTS   III  WHAT A MANS GOOD NAME IS WORTH    IV  JEAN     V  JEAN RIDES INTO A SMALL ADVENTURE    VI  AND THE VILLAIN PURSUED LITE   VII  ROBERT GRANT BURNS GETS HELP  VIII  JEAN SPOILS SOMETHING    IX  A MANSIZED JOB FOR JEAN     X  JEAN LEARNS WHAT FEAR IS LIKE    XI  LITES PUPIL DEMONSTRATES   XII  TO DOUBLE FOR MURIEL GAY  XIII  PICTURES AND PLANS AND MYSTERIOUS FOOTSTEPS   XIV  PUNCH VERSUS PRESTIGE    XV  A LEADING LADY THEY WOULD MAKE OF JEAN   XVI  FOR ONCE AT LEAST LITE HAD HIS WAY  XVII  WHY DONT YOU GIVE THEM SOMETHING REAL XVIII  A NEW KIND OF PICTURE   XIX  IN LOS ANGELES    XX  CHANCE TAKES A HAND   XXI  JEAN BELIEVES THAT SHE TAKES MATTERS INTO HER OWN HANDS  XXII  JEAN MEETS ONE CRISIS AND CONFRONTS ANOTHER XXIII  A LITTLE ENLIGHTENMENT  XXIV  THE LETTER IN THE CHAPS   XXV  LITE COMES OUT OF THE BACKGROUND  XXVI  HOW HAPPINESS RETURNED TO THE LAZY AJEAN OF THE LAZY ACHAPTER IHOW TROUBLE CAME TO THE LAZY AWithout going into a deep psychological discussion of the elements inmens souls that breed events we may say with truth that the Lazy Aranch was as other ranches in the smooth tenor of its life until oneday in June when the finger of fate wrote bold and black across theface of it the word that blotted out prosperity content warm familytiesall those things that go to make life worth whileJean sixteen and a range girl to the last fiber of her being hadgotten up early that morning and had washed the dishes and swept andhad shaken the rugs of the little livingroom most vigorously  On herknees with stiff brush and much soapy water she had scrubbed thekitchen floor until the boards dried white as kitchen floors may beShe had baked a loaf of gingerbread that came from the oven with amost delectable odor and had wrapped it in a clean cloth to cool onthe kitchen table  Her dad and Lite Avery would show cause for thebaking of it when they sat down fresh washed and ravenous to theirsupper that evening  I mention Jean and her scrubbed kitchen and thegingerbread by way of proving how the Lazy A went unwarned andunsuspecting to the very brink of its disasterLite Avery long and lean and silently content with life had riddenaway with a package of sandwiches after a full breakfast and a smilefrom the slim girl who cooked it upon the business of the day whichhappened to be a long ride with one of the Bar Nothing riders down inthe breaks along the river  Jeans father big Aleck Douglas hadsaddled and ridden away alone upon business of his own  And presentlyin midforenoon Jean closed the kitchen door upon an immaculatelyclean house filled with the warm fragrant odor of her baking and infresh shirt waist and her best ridingskirt and Stetson went whistlingaway down the path to the stable and saddled Pard the brown colt thatLite had broken to the saddle for her that spring In ten minutes or soshe went galloping down the coulee and out upon the trail to townwhich was fifteen miles away and held a chum of hersSo Lazy A coulee was left at peace with scratching hens busy with thefeeding of halffeathered chicks and a rooster that crowed from thecorral fence seven times without stopping to take breath  In the bigcorral a sorrel mare nosed her colt and nibbled abstractedly at thepile of hay in one corner while the colt wabbled aimlessly up andsniffed curiously and then turned to inspect the rails that felt soqueer and hard when he rubbed his nose against them  The sun was warmand cloudshadows drifted lazily across the coulee with the breeze thatblew from the west  You never would dream that this was the lastdaythe last few hours evenwhen the Lazy A would be the untroubledhome of three persons of whose lives it formed so great a partAt noon the hens were hovering their chickens in the shade of the mowerwhich Lite was overhauling during his spare time getting it ready forthe hay that was growing apace out there in the broad mouth of thecoulee  The rooster was wallowing luxuriously in a dusty spot in thecorral  The young colt lay stretched out on the fat of its side in thesun sound asleep  The sorrel mare lay beside it asleep also withher head thrown up against her shoulder  Somewhere in a shed a calfwas bawling in bored lonesomeness away from its mother feeding down thepasture  And over all the coulee and the buildings nestled against thebluff at its upper end was spread that atmosphere of homey comfort andsheltered calm which surrounds always a home that is happyLite Avery riding toward home just when the shadows were beginning togrow long behind him wondered if Jean would be back by the time hereached the ranch  He hoped so with a vague distaste at finding theplace empty of her cheerful presence  Be looked at his watch it wasnearly four oclock  She ought to be home by halfpast four or fiveanyway  He glanced sidelong at Jim and quietly slackened his pace alittle Jim was telling one of those long rambling tales of the littlehappenings of a narrow life and Lite was supposed to be listeninginstead of thinking about,1
+Produced by David WidgerTHE EMPEROR CompleteBy Georg EbersTranslated by Clara BellPREFACEIt is now fourteen years since I planned the story related in thesevolumes the outcome of a series of lectures which I had occasion todeliver on the period of the Roman dominion in Egypt But the pleasuresof inventive composition were forced to give way to scientific laborsand when I was once more at leisure to try my wings with increase ofpower I felt more strongly urged to other flights Thus it came to passthat I did I not take the time of Hadrian for the background of a taletill after I had dealt with the still later period of the early monasticmove in Homo Sum Since finishing that romance my old wish to depictin the form of a story the most important epoch of the history of thatvenerable nation to which I have devoted nearly a quarter century of mylife has found its fulfilment I have endeavored to give a picture ofthe splendor of the Pharaonic times in Uarda of the subjection ofEgypt to the new Empire of the Persians in An Egyptian Princess ofthe Hellenic period under the Lagides in The Sisters of the Romandominion and the early growth of Christianity in The Emperor andof the anchorite spiritin the deserts and rocks of the SinaiticPeninsulain Homo Sum Thus the present work is the last of which thescene will be laid in Egypt This series of romances will not onlyhave introduced the reader to a knowledge of the history of manners andculture in Egypt but will have facilitated his comprehension of certaindominant ideas which stirred the mind of the Ancients How far I mayhave succeeded in rendering the color of the times I have described andin producing pictures that realize the truth I myself cannot ventureto judge for since even present facts are differently reflected indifferent minds this must be still more emphatically the case withthings long since past and halfforgotten Again and again whenhistorical investigation has refused to afford me the means ofresuscitating some remotely ancient scene I have been obliged to takecounsel of imagination and remember the saying that the Poet must be aretrospective Seer and could allow my fancy to spread her wings whileI remained her lord and knew the limits up to which I might permit herto soar I considered it my lawful privilege to paint much that waspure invention but nothing that was not possible at the period I wasrepresenting A due regard for such possibility has always set thebounds to fancys flight wherever existing authorities have allowedme to be exact and faithful I have always been so and the mostdistinguished of my fellowprofessors in Germany England France andHolland have more than once borne witness to this But as I needhardly point out poetical and historical truth are not the same thingfor historical truth must remain as far as possible unbiassed by thesubjective feeling of the writer while poetical truth can only findexpression through the medium of the artists fancyAs in my last two romances so in The Emperor I have added no notesI do this in the pleasant conviction of having won the confidence of myreaders by my historical and other labors Nothing has encouraged me tofresh imaginative works so much as the fact that through these romancesthe branch of learning that I profess has enlisted many disciples whosenames are now mentioned with respect among Egyptologists Every one whois familiar with the history of Hadrians time will easily discern bytrifling traits from what author or from which inscription or monumentthe minor details have been derived and I do not care to interrupt thecourse of the narrative and so spoil the pleasure of the larger classof readers It would be a happiness to me to believe that this taledeserves to be called a real work of art and as such its firstfunction should be to charm and elevate the mind Those who at the sametime enrich their knowledge by its study ought not to detect the factthat they are learningThose who are learned in the history of Alexandria under the Romans maywonder that I should have made no mention of the Therapeutai on LakeMareotis I had originally meant to devote a chapter to them but Lucasrecent investigations led me to decide on leaving it unwritten I havegiven years of study to the early youth of Christianity particularlyin Egypt and it affords me particular satisfaction to help others torealize how in Hadrians time the pure teaching of the Saviour as yetlittle sullied by the contributions of human minds conqueredand couldnot fail to conquerthe hearts of men Side by side with the triumphantFaith I have set that noble blossom of Greek life and cultureArt whichin later ages Christianity absorbed in order to dress herself in herbeautiful forms The statues and bust of Antinous which remain to us ofthat epoch show that the drooping tree was still destined to put forthnew leaves under Hadrians ruleThe romantic traits which I have attributed to the character of my herowho travelled throughout the world climbing mountains to rejoice inthe splendor of he rising sun are authentic One of the most difficulttasks I have ever set myself was to construct from the abundant butessentially contradictory accounts of Hadian a human figure in which Icould myself at all believe still how gladly I set to work to do soThere was much to be considered in working out this narrative but thestory itself has flowed straight from the heart of the writer I canonly hope it may find its way to that of the reader   LEIPZIG November 1880                    GEORG EBERSTHE EMPERORBOOK 1CHAPTER IThe morning twilight had dawned into day and the sun had risen on thefirst of December of the year of our Lord 129 but was still veiled bymilkwhite mists which rose from the sea and it was coldKasius a mountain of moderate elevation stands on a tongue of landthat projects from,4
+Produced by Judith BossOut of Times AbyssByEdgar Rice BurroughsJTABLE 5 5 1Chapter IThis is the tale of Bradley after he left Fort Dinosaur upon the westcoast of the great lake that is in the center of the islandUpon the fourth day of September 1916 he set out with fourcompanions Sinclair Brady James and Tippet to search along thebase of the barrier cliffs for a point at which they might be scaledThrough the heavy Caspakian air beneath the swollen sun the five menmarched northwest from Fort Dinosaur now waistdeep in lush junglegrasses starred with myriad gorgeous blooms now across openmeadowland and parklike expanses and again plunging into dense forestsof eucalyptus and acacia and giant arboreous ferns with featheredfronds waving gently a hundred feet above their headsAbout them upon the ground among the trees and in the air over themmoved and swung and soared the countless forms of Caspaks teeminglife  Always were they menaced by some frightful thing and seldom weretheir rifles cool yet even in the brief time they had dwelt uponCaprona they had become callous to danger so that they swung alonglaughing and chatting like soldiers on a summer hikeThis reminds me of South Clark Street remarked Brady who had onceserved on the traffic squad in Chicago and as no one asked him why hevolunteered that it was because its no place for an IrishmanSouth Clark Street and heaven have something in common thensuggested Sinclair  James and Tippet laughed and then a hideous growlbroke from a dense thicket ahead and diverted their attention to othermattersOne of them behemoths of Oly Writ muttered Tippet as they came to ahalt and with guns ready awaited the almost inevitable chargeHungry lot o beggars these said Bradley always trying to eateverything they seeFor a moment no further sound came from the thicket  He may befeeding now suggested Bradley  Well try to go around him  Cantwaste ammunition  Wont last forever  Follow me  And he set off atright angles to their former course hoping to avert a charge  Theyhad taken a dozen steps perhaps when the thicket moved to the advanceof the thing within it the leafy branches parted and the hideous headof a gigantic bear emergedPick your trees whispered Bradley  Cant waste ammunitionThe men looked about them  The bear took a couple of steps forwardstill growling menacingly  He was exposed to the shoulders nowTippet took one look at the monster and bolted for the nearest treeand then the bear charged  He charged straight for Tippet  The othermen scattered for the various trees they had selectedall exceptBradley  He stood watching Tippet and the bear  The man had a goodstart and the tree was not far away but the speed of the enormouscreature behind him was something to marvel at yet Tippet was in afair way to make his sanctuary when his foot caught in a tangle ofroots and down he went his rifle flying from his hand and fallingseveral yards away  Instantly Bradleys piece was at his shoulderthere was a sharp report answered by a roar of mingled rage and painfrom the carnivore  Tippet attempted to scramble to his feetLie still shouted Bradley  Cant waste ammunitionThe bear halted in its tracks wheeled toward Bradley and then backagain toward Tippet  Again the formers rifle spit angrily and thebear turned again in his direction  Bradley shouted loudly  Come onyou behemoth of Holy Writ he cried  Come on you duffer  Cantwaste ammunition  And as he saw the bear apparently upon the verge ofdeciding to charge him he encouraged the idea by backing rapidly awayknowing that an angry beast will more often charge one who moves thanone who lies stillAnd the bear did charge  Like a bolt of lightning he flashed down uponthe Englishman  Now run  Bradley called to Tippet and himselfturned in flight toward a nearby tree  The other men now safelyensconced upon various branches watched the race with breathlessinterest  Would Bradley make it  It seemed scarce possible  And ifhe didnt  James gasped at the thought  Six feet at the shoulderstood the frightful mountain of bloodmad flesh and bone and sinew thatwas bearing down with the speed of an express train upon the seeminglyslowmoving manIt all happened in a few seconds but they were seconds that seemedlike hours to the men who watched  They saw Tippet leap to his feet atBradleys shouted warning  They saw him run stooping to recover hisrifle as he passed the spot where it had fallen  They saw him glanceback toward Bradley and then they saw him stop short of the tree thatmight have given him safety and turn back in the direction of the bearFiring as he ran Tippet raced after the great cave bearthe monstrousthing that should have been extinct ages beforeran for it and firedeven as the beast was almost upon Bradley  The men in the treesscarcely breathed  It seemed to them such a futile thing for Tippet todo and Tippet of all men  They had never looked upon Tippet as acowardthere seemed to be no cowards among that strangely assortedcompany that Fate had gathered together from the four corners of theearthbut Tippet was considered a cautious man  Overcautious somethought him  How futile he and his little popgun appeared as hedashed after that living engine of destruction  But oh how gloriousIt was some such thought as this that ran through Bradys mind thougharticulated it might have been expressed otherwise albeit moreforcefullyJust then it occurred to Brady to fire and he too opened upon thebear but at the same instant the animal stumbled and fell forwardthough still growling most fearsomely  Tippet never stopped running orfiring until he stood within a foot of the brute which lay almosttouching Bradley and was already struggling to regain its feetPlacing the muzzle of his gun against the bears ear Tippet pulled thetrigger,42
+Produced by David WidgerA THORNY PATHBy Georg EbersVolume 1CHAPTER IThe green screen slowly rose covering the lower portion of the broadstudio window where Heron the gemcutter was at work It was Melissathe artists daughter who had pulled it up with bended knees andoutstretched arms panting for breathThat is enough cried her fathers impatient voice He glanced up atthe flood of light which the blinding sun of Alexandria was pouring intothe room as it did every autumn afternoon but as soon as the shadowfell on his worktable the old mans busy fingers were at work againand he heeded his daughter no moreAn hour later Melissa again and without any bidding pulled up thescreen as before but it was so much too heavy for her that the effortbrought the blood into her calm fair face as the deep rough That isenough was again heard from the worktableThen silence reigned once more Only the artists low whistling ashe worked or the patter and pipe of the birds in their cages by thewindow broke the stillness of the spacious room till the voice andstep of a man were presently heard in the anteroomHeron laid by his graver and Melissa her gold embroidery and the eyesof father and daughter met for the first time for some hours The verybirds seemed excited and a starling which had sat moping since thescreen had shut the sun out now cried out Olympias Melissa roseand after a swift glance round the room she went to the door come whomightAy even if the brother she was expecting should bring a companion ora patron of art who desired her fathers work the room need not fear acritical eye and she was so well assured of the faultless neatness ofher own person that she only passed a hand over her brown hair andwith an involuntary movement pulled her simple white robe more tightlythrough her girdleHerons studio was as clean and as simple as his daughters attirethough it seemed larger than enough for the purpose it served for onlya very small part of it was occupied by the artist who sat as if inexile behind the worktable on which his belongings were laid out a setof small instruments in a case a tray filled with shells and bitsof onyx and other agates a yellow ball of Cyrenian modelingwaxpumicestone bottles boxes and bowlsMelissa had no sooner crossed the threshold than the sculptor drew uphis broad shoulders and brawny person and raised his hand to fling awaythe slender stylus he had been using however he thought better ofit and laid it carefully aside with the other tools But this act ofselfcontrol must have cost the hotheaded powerful man a great effortfor he shot a fierce look at the instrument which had had so narrow anescape and gave it a push of vexation with the back of his handThen he turned towards the door his sunburnt face looking surly enoughin its frame of tangled gray hair and beard and as he waited for thevisitor whom Melissa was greeting outside he tossed back his big headand threw out his broad deep chest as though preparing to wrestleMelissa presently returned and the youth whose hand she still held wasas might be seen in every feature none other than the sculptors sonBoth were darkeyed with noble and splendid heads and in statureperfectly equal but while the sons countenance beamed with heartyenjoyment and seemed by its peculiar attractiveness to be madeandto be accustomedto charm men and women alike his fathers face wasexpressive of disgust and misanthropy It seemed indeed as thoughthe newcomer had roused his ire for Heron answered his sons cheerfulgreeting with no word but a reproachful At last and paid no heed tothe hand the youth held out to himAlexander was no doubt inured to such a reception he did not disturbhimself about the old mans illhumor but slapped him on the shoulderwith rough geniality went up to the worktable with easy composuretook up the vice which held the nearly finished gem and after holdingit to the light and examining it carefully exclaimed Well donefather You have done nothing better than that for a long timePoor stuff said his father But his son laughedIf you will have it so But I will give one of my eyes to see the manin Alexandria who can do the likeAt this the old man broke out and shaking his fist he cried Becausethe man who can find anything worth doing takes good care not to wastehis time here making divine art a mere mockery by such trifling withtoys By Sirius I should like to fling all those pebbles into thefire the onyx and shells and jasper and what not and smash all thosewretched tools with these fists which were certainly made for otherwork than thisThe youth laid an arm round his fathers stalwart neck and gaylyinterrupted his wrath Oh yes Father Heron Philip and I have feltoften enough that they know how to hit hardNot nearly often enough growled the artist and the young man wentonThat I grant though every blow from you was equal to a dozen from thehand of any other father in Alexandria But that those mighty fists onhuman arms should have evoked the bewitching smile on the sweet lips ofthis Psyche if it is not a miracle of art isThe degradation of art the old man put in but Alexander hastilyaddedThe victory of the exquisite over the coarseA victory exclaimed Heron with a scornful flourish of his handI know boy why you are trying to garland the oppressive yoke withflowers of flattery So long as your surly old father sits over thevice he only whistles a song and spares you his complaints And thenthere is the money his work brings inHe laughed bitterly and as Melissa looked anxiously up at him herbrother exclaimedIf I did not know you well master and if it would not be too greata pity I would throw that lovely Psyche to the ostrich in Scopasscourtyard for by Herakles he would swallow your,1
+Produced by An Anonymous VolunteerTHE CARDINALS SNUFFBOXBy Henry HarlandIThe Signorino will take coffee old Marietta asked as she set thefruit before himPeter deliberated for a moment then burned his shipsYes he answeredBut in the garden perhaps the little brown old woman suggested witha persuasive flourishNo he corrected her gently smiling and shaking his head notperhapscertainlyHer small sharp old black Italian eyes twinkled responsiveThe Signorino will find a rustic table under the big willowtree atthe waters edge she informed him with a good deal of gesture ShallI serve it thereWhere you will I leave myself entirely in your hands he saidSo he sat by the rustic table on a rustic bench under the willowsipped his coffee smoked his cigarette and gazed in contemplation atthe viewOf its kind it was rather a striking viewIn the immediate foregroundat his feet indeedthere was the riverthe narrow Aco peacockgreen a dark file of poplars on either bankrushing pellmell away from the quiet waters of the lake Then justacross the river at his left stretched the smooth lawns of the park ofVentirose with glimpses of the manypinnacled castle through the treesand beyond undulating country flourishing friendly a perspective ofvineyards cornfields groves and gardens pointed by numberless whitevillas At his right loomed the gaunt mass of the Gnisi with its blackforests its bare crags its foaming ascade and the crenelated range ofthe Cornobastone and finally climax and cynosure at the valleysend Monte Sfiorito its three snowcovered summits almostinsubstantialseeming floating forms of luminous pink vapour in theevening sunshine against the intense blue of the skyA familiar verse had come into Peters mind and kept running thereobstinatelyReally he said to himself feature for feature down to the verycataract leaping in glory the scene might have been got up aprescoup to illustrate it And he began to repeat the beautiful hackneyedwords under his breathBut about midway of the third line he was interruptedIIIts not altogether a bad sort of viewis it some one said inEnglishThe voice was a womans It was clear and smooth it was crispcutdistinguishedPeter glanced about himOn the opposite bank of the Aco in the grounds of Ventirose five orsix yards away a lady was standing looking at him smilingPeters eyes met hers took in her face And suddenly his heart gavea jump Then it stopped dead still tingling for a second Then it flewoff racing perilouslyOh for reasonsfor the best reasons in theworld but thereby hangs my taleShe was a young woman tall slender in a white frock with a whitecloak an indescribable complexity of soft lace and airy ruffles roundher shoulders She wore no hat Her hair brown and warm in shadowsparkled where it caught the light in a kind of crinkly iridescencelike threads of glassPeters heart for the best reasons in the world was racing perilouslyIts impossibleimpossibleimpossiblethe words strummed themselvesto its rhythm Peters wits for had not the impossible come to passwere in a perilous confusion But he managed to rise from his rusticbench and to achieve a bowShe inclined her head graciouslyYou do not think it altogether badI hope she questioned in hercrispcut voice raising her eyebrows slightly with a droll littleassumption of solicitudePeters wits were in confusion but he must answer her An automaticsecondself summoned by the emergency answered for himI think one might safely call it altogether goodOh she exclaimedHer eyebrows went up again but now they expressed a certain whimsicalsurprise She threw back her head and regarded the prospect criticallyIt is not then too spectacular too violent she wondered returningher gaze to Peter with an air of polite readiness to defer to hisopinion Not too much like a decor de theatreOne should judge it his automatic secondself submitted with someleniency It is after all only unaided NatureA spark flickered in her eyes while she appeared to ponder But I amnot sure whether she was pondering the speech or its speakerReally she said in the end Did did Nature build the villas andplant the cornfieldsBut his automatic secondself was on its mettleYes it asserted boldly the kind of men who build villas and plantcornfields must be classified as natural forcesShe gave a light little laughand again appeared to ponder for amomentThen with another gracious inclination of the head and aninterrogative brightening of the eyes Mr Marchdale no doubt shehazardedPeter bowedI am very glad if on the whole you like our little effect she wenton glancing in the direction of Monte Sfiorito Ithere was thebriefest suspensionI am your landladyFor a third time Peter bowed a rather more elaborate bow than hisearlier ones a bow of respectful enlightenment of feudal homageYou arrived this afternoon she conjecturedBy the fivetwentyfive from Bergamo said heA very convenient train she remarked and then in the pleasantestmanner whereby the unusual mode of valediction was carried off GoodeveningGood evening responded Peter and accomplished his fourth bowShe moved away from the river up the smooth lawns between the treestowards Castel Ventirose a flitting whiteness amid the surroundinggreenPeter stood still looking after herBut when she was out of sight he sank back upon his rustic bench likea man exhausted and breathed a prodigious sigh He was absurdly paleAll the same clenching his fists and softly pounding the table withthem he muttered exultantly between his teeth What luck Whatincredible luck Its sheits she as I m a heathen Oh whatsupernatural luckIIIOld Mariettathe bravest of small figures in her neat blackandwhitepeasant dress with her silver ornaments and her red silk coif andaproncame for the coffee thingsBut at sight of Peter she abruptly halted She struck an attitude ofalarm She fixed him with her fiery little black eyesThe Signorino is not well she cried in the tones of one launching adenunciationPeter roused himselfEryesI m pretty well thank you he reassured her II m onlydying he added sweetly after an instants hesitationDying echoed Marietta wild aghastAh but you can save my lifeyou come in the very nick of time hesaid Im dying of curiositydying to know something that you can tellmeHer stare dissolved her attitude relaxed She smiledrelief rebukeShe shook her finger at himAh the,15
+Produced by An Anonymous VolunteerTHE VOICE ON THE WIREBy Eustace Hale BallCHAPTER I WHEN THREE IS A MYSTERYMr Shirley is waiting for you in the grillroom sir Just step thisway sir and down the stairsThe large man awkwardly followed the servant to the cosey grillroom onthe lower floor of the club house He felt that every man of the littlegroups about the Flemish tables must be saying Whats he doing hereI wish Monty Shirley would meet me once in a while in the back room ofa ginmill where Id feel comfortable muttered the unhappy visitorThis joint is too classy But thats his game to playHe reached the soughtfor one however and exclaimed eagerly ByJiminy Monty Im glad to find youit would have been my luck afterthis day to get here too lateHe was greeted with a grip that made even his generous hand wince asthe other arose to smile a welcomeHello Captain Cronin Youre a good sight for a grouchy mans eyesSit down and confide the brand of your particular favorite poison to ourJapanese DionysiusThe Captain sighed with relief as he obeyedBar whiskey is good enough for an old timer like me Dont tell me youhave the bluesyour face isnt built that wayGospel truth Captain Ive been loafing around this clubnothing todo for a month Bridge handball highballs and yarns Im actually anervous wreck because my nerves havent had any work to doYoure the healthiest invalid Ive seen since the hospital days in theCivil War But dont worry about something to do Ive some job nowIts dolled up with all them frills you like millions murders andmysteries If this dont keep you awake youll have nightmares for thenext six months Do you want itIm tickled to death Spill itMonty its the greatest case my detective agency has had since I leftthe police force eleven years ago Its too big for me and Ive cometo you to do a stunt as is a stunt You will plug it for me wontyoujust as youve always done If I get the credit itll mean afortune to me in the advertising aloneHavent I handled every case for you in confidence Im not a flycopCaptain Cronin Im a consulting specialist and theres no shingle hungout Perhaps you had better take it to some one elseShirley pushed away his empty glass impatientlyThere Monty I didnt mean to offend you But theres such swellsin this and such a foxey bunch of blacklegs that Im as nervous as arookie cop on his first arrest Dont hold a grudge against meShirley lit a cigarette and resumed his good nature Go on CaptainIm so stale with dolce far niente after the Black Pearl affair lastmonth that I act like an amateur myself Make it short though for Imgoing to the operaThe Captain leaned over the table his face tense with suppressedemotion He was a grizzled veteran of the New York police force a manwho sought his quarry with the ferocity of a bulldog when the lineof search was definitely assured Lacking imagination and the subtlersenses of criminology Captain Cronin had built up a reputation forsuccess and honesty in every assignment by bravery persistence andas in this case the ability to cover his own deductive weakness byemploying the brains of othersMontague Shirley was as antithetical from the veteran detective as a mancould well be A noted athlete in his university he possessed a societyrating in New York at Newport and Tuxedo and on the Continent whichwas the envy of many a gilded youth born to the purpleOn leaving college despite an ample patrimony he had curiously enoughentered the lists as a newspaper man From the sporting page he wasgraduated to police news then the city desk at last closing his careeras the genius who invented the weekly Sunday thriller in many colorsof illustration and vivacious Gallic style which interpreted into heartthrobs and gooseflesh the real life romances and tragedies of thepreceding six days He had conquered the paperandink worldthen deepwithin there stirred the call for participation in the game itselfSo dropping quietly into the apparently indolent routine of clubexistence he had devoted his experience and genius to analyticalcriminologya line of endeavor known only to five men in the worldHe maintained no offices He wore no glittering badges a police carda fire badge and a revolver license renewed year after year were theonly instruments of his trade ever in evidence Shirley took assignmentsonly from the heads of certain agencies by personal arrangement asinformal as this from Captain Cronin His real clients never knew of hisparticipation and his prey never understood that he had been the realheadhunterHis feesMontague Shirley as a master craftsman deemed his artistryworthy of the hire His every case meant a modest fortune to thedetective agency and Shirleys bills were never rendered but alwayspaidSo here the hero of the gridiron and the class reunion the gallantof a hundred prematrimonial and nonmaturing engagements the veteranof a thousand drolleries and merry jousts in clubdomunspoiled bybirth breeding and wealth untrammeled by the juggernaut of potboilingand the salarygrind had drifted into the curious profession ofconfidential consulting criminal chaserShirley unostentatiously signaled for an encore on the refreshmentsYoure nervous tonight Captain Youve been doing things before youconsulted mewhich is against our Rule Number One isnt itThe Captain gulped down his whiskey and rubbed his foreheadCouldnt help it Monty It got too busy for me before I realizedanything unusual in the case See what I got from a gangster before Ilanded hereHe turned his closecropped head as Montague Shirley leaned forwardto observe an abrasion at the base of his skull It was dressed with acoating of collodionBrass knuckledI see the mark of the rings Tried for thepneumogastric nerves to quiet youWhatever he tried for he nearly got Kellys nightstick got hispneumonia gas jet or whatever you call it Hes still quiet in thestation houseYou know old man Van Cleft who owns skyscrapersdown town dont youWell hes the center of this flying wedge ofexcitement His family are fine people I understand His daughter wasto be married next week,47
+Produced by Sue Asscher and Robert PrinceSUCCESSFUL EXPLORATIONTHROUGH THE INTERIOR OFAUSTRALIAFROM MELBOURNE TO THE GULF OF CARPENTARIAFROM THE JOURNALS AND LETTERS OFWILLIAM JOHN WILLSEDITED BY HIS FATHER WILLIAM WILLSLONDONRICHARD BENTLEY NEW BURLINGTON STREETPUBLISHER IN ORDINARY TO HER MAJESTY1863DEDICATEDBY PERMISSIONTO HIS GRACETHE DUKE OF NEWCASTLE KGETC ETC ETCBY HIS GRACESFAITHFUL SERVANTWILLIAM WILLSJANUARY 1863PREFACEA life terminating before it had reached its meridian can scarcelybe expected to furnish materials for an extended biography But theimportant position held by my late son as second in command inwhat is now so wellknown as the Burke and Wills ExploringExpedition across the Island Continent of Australia thecomplicated duties he undertook as Astronomer TopographerJournalist and Surveyor the persevering skill with which hedischarged them suggesting and regulating the march of the partythrough a waste of eighteen hundred miles previously untrodden byEuropean feet his courage patience and heroic death hisselfdenial in desiring to be left alone in the desert withscarcely a hope of rescue that his companions might find a chancefor themselvesthese claims on public attention demand that hisname should be handed down to posterity in something more than amere obituary record or an official acknowledgment of servicesA truthful though brief memoir of my sons short career mayfurnish a stimulating example by showing how much can beaccomplished in a few years when habits of prudence and industryhave been acquired in early youth He fell a victim to errors notoriginating with himself but he resigned his life without amurmur having devoted it to science and his country His deathwith the circumstances attending it furnishes an application ofthe lines of a favourite poet which he often quoted withadmiration    Lives of great men all remind us    We can make our lives sublime    And departing leave behind us    Footsteps on the sands of time    Footprints that perhaps another    Sailing oer Lifes solemn main    A forlorn and shipwreckd brother    Seeing shall take heart againThe following pages are the only tribute a fond and mourning fathercan offer to the memory of one who while living merited andreciprocated his warmest affectionsWILLIAM WILLSLondon January 1863CONTENTSCHAPTER 1BIOGRAPHICAL SKETCHBirthInfancyBoyhood and Early EducationYouthful Traits ofCharacterCHAPTER 2My two Sons leave England for AustraliaIncidents of the VoyageExtracts from JournalArrival at Port PhillipMelbourneEmployed as Shepherds in the InteriorMode of LifeMelbournein 1853Advice to ImmigrantsDescriptive Letters from the BushCHAPTER 3I arrive in AustraliaJoin my two Sons at their SheepstationReturn to Melbourne and Remove to BallaaratVisit to Mr SkeneMy son studies SurveyingHis Rapid ProficiencyAppointed totake Charge of a PartyLetters on various Subjects to his Motherand Brother at HomeCHAPTER 4My Son is appointed to the Magnetic Observatory at Melbourne underProfessor NeumayerHis Rapid Advance in the Study of Magnetismand MineralogyLetters to his Relatives at Home descriptive ofhis Pursuits Wishes and SentimentsFirst suggestions of hisProbable Employment on the Exploring ExpeditionCHAPTER 5Postponement of the Exploring Expedition projected at the beginningof 1860My Sons Letter to his Sister on going into SocietyMrBirnies Opinion of him and Extract from his LectureLetter fromWilliam to his Mother on Religious Views and Definitions of FaithHis last Communications to his family at Home before theDeparture of the ExpeditionCHAPTER 6THE EXPEDITIONHow the Expedition originatedAppointment of the LeaderOfficers and PartyMr Robert OHara Burke Mr GJ LandellsMr WJ Wills Dr Herman Beckler Dr Ludwig Becker etcTheExpedition starts from Melbourne on the 20th of August 1860Progress to Swan HillDischarge of Mr Ferguson the ForemanAdvance to MenindieResignation of Mr Landells and Dr HermanBecklerMr Wills promoted to second in command and Mr Wrightto thirdCHAPTER 7From Menindie on the Darling to TorowotoMr Burkes Despatchand Mr Willss Report from TorowotoMr Wrights unaccountabledelay at MenindieThe Expedition proceeds onwards to CoopersCreekExploring Trips in that neighbourhoodLoss of threeCamelsMr Willss Letter to his Sister December 6th and 15thIncorrectness of McDonoughs StatementsCHAPTER 8Mr Willss Survey of the line of Country pursued by theExpedition from Torowoto Swamp to Coopers CreekCHAPTER 9Departure from Coopers Creek for the Gulf of CarpentariaArrangements for the continuance of the Depot at Coopers CreekMr Brahe left in ChargeDetermination of RouteProgress andIncidentsMr Willss Field Books from the 16th of December1860 to the 30th of January 1861 1 to 9Shores of CarpentariaCHAPTER 10Return from Carpentaria to Coopers CreekMr Willss Journalsfrom February 19th to April 21st 1861Illness and Death of GrayThe Survivors arrive at Coopers Creek Depot and find itdesertedA Small Stock of Provisions leftConduct of BraheReport of the Royal CommissionCHAPTER 11Proceedings in MelbourneMeeting of the Exploration CommitteeTardy ResolutionsDeparture of Mr HowittPatriotic Effort ofMr OrkneySouth Australian Expedition under Mr McKinlayNewsof White Men and Camels having been seen by Natives in theInteriorCertain Intelligence of the Fate of the Explorersreaches MelbourneCHAPTER 12The attempt to reach South Australia and Adelaide by MountHopelessMistake of selecting that RouteMr Willss Journalsfrom the 23rd of April to the 29th of June 1861Adventures withthe NativesDiscovery of Nardoo as a Substitute for FoodMrBurke and King go in search of Natives for assistanceMr Willsleft alone in the DesertThe Last Entry in his JournalCHAPTER 13Kings NarrativeMr Burke and King again go in search of theNatives as a last resourceDeath of Mr BurkeKing returns andfinds Mr Wills dead in the GunyahHe falls in with the Nativesand wanders about with them until delivered by Mr Howitts partyExtract from Mr Howitts DiaryExtract from Mr McKinlaysDiaryMy Sons last Letter to me dated June 27th 1861StrongAttachment between Mr Burke and my SonKing delivers the Letterand Watch intrusted to himWith some difficulty I recover thePistolKings Reception in MelbourneSir H Barklys Letter toSir Roderick MurchisonSummary of Events and their CausesCHAPTER 14Letters of sympathy and condolence from Sir Henry Barkly MajorEgerton Warburton AJ Baker Esquire PA Jennings Esquire DrMueller The Council of Ballaarat East Robert Watson EsquireJohn Lavington Evans EsquireMeeting at TotnesResolution toerect a Monument to Mr WillsProceedings in the RoyalGeographical Society of LondonLetter from Sir Roderick Murchisonto Dr WillsDr Willss ReplyThe Lost Explorers a poeticaltributeConcluding ObservationsAPPENDICESILLUSTRATIONS1 THE LAST HOURS OF MR WILLSPainted by Scott Melbourne London Richard Bentley 1863Engraved by J Saddle2 WILLIAM J WILLSPainted by Scott Melbourne Engraved by J BrownBIOGRAPHICAL SKETCHCHAPTER 1BirthInfancyBoyhood and Early EducationYouthful Traits of CharacterWilliam John Wills was born at,4
+Produced by A LightThe Chinese Nightingale and Other PoemsbyVachel LindsayNicholas Vachel Lindsay Illinois Poet  18791931Note on text  Italicized words or phrases capitalizedItalicized stanzas are indented 5 spaces  Some errors have beencorrected  Lines longer than 78 characters are broken accordingto metre and the continuation is indented two spacesThe Chinese Nightingale and Other PoemsByVachel LindsayAuthor of The Congo General William Booth Enters Into HeavenAdventures While Preaching the Gospel of Beauty etcThis Book is Dedicated to Sara Teasdale Poet  Harriet Monroe awarded the Levinson Prize to The Chinese Nightingale  as the best contribution to Poetry  A Magazine of Verse  for the year 1915Table of Contents    First Section  The Chinese Nightingale    Second Section  America Watching the War August 1914 to April 1917  Where Is the Real Nonresistant  Heres to the Mice  When Bryan Speaks  To Jane Addams at the Hague     I  Speak Now for Peace    II  Tolstoi Is Plowing Yet  The Tale of the Tiger Tree  The Merciful Hand    Third Section  America at War with Germany Beginning April 1917  Our Mother Pocahontas  Concerning Emperors  Niagara  Mark Twain and Joan of Arc  The Bankrupt Peace Maker  This My Song is made for Kerensky    Fourth Section  Tragedies Comedies and Dreams  Our Guardian Angels and Their Children  Epitaphs for Two Players     I  Edwin Booth    II  John Bunny Motion Picture Comedian  Mae Marsh Motion Picture Actress  Two Old Crows  The Drunkards Funeral  The Raft  The Ghosts of the Buffaloes  The Broncho that Would Not Be Broken  The Prairie Battlements  The Flower of Mending  Alone in the Wind on the Prairie  To Lady Jane  How I Walked Alone in the Jungles of Heaven    Fifth Section  The Poem Games  An Account of the Poem Games  The King of Yellow Butterflies  The Potatoes Dance  The Booker Washington Trilogy     I  Simon Legree    II  John Brown   III  King Solomon and the Queen of Sheba  How Samson Bore Away the Gates of GazaThe Chinese Nightingale and Other Poems    First Section  The Chinese Nightingale  A Song in Chinese Tapestries  How how he said  Friend Chang I said  San Francisco sleeps as the dead  Ended license lust and play  Why do you iron the night away  Your big clock speaks with a deadly sound  With a tick and a wail till dawn comes round  While the monster shadows glower and creep  What can be better for man than sleep  I will tell you a secret Chang replied  My breast with vision is satisfied  And I see green trees and fluttering wings  And my deathless bird from Shanghai sings  Then he lit five firecrackers in a pan  Pop pop said the firecrackers cracracrack  He lit a joss stick long and black  Then the proud gray joss in the corner stirred  On his wrist appeared a gray small bird  And this was the song of the gray small bird  Where is the princess loved forever  Who made Chang first of the kings of men  And the joss in the corner stirred again  And the carved dog curled in his arms awoke  Barked forth a smokecloud that whirled and broke  It piled in a maze round the ironingplace  And there on the snowy table wide  Stood a Chinese lady of high degree  With a scornful witching tearose face  Yet she put away all form and pride  And laid her glimmering veil aside  With a childlike smile for Chang and for me  The walls fell back night was aflower  The table gleamed in a moonlit bower  While Chang with a countenance carved of stone  Ironed and ironed all alone  And thus she sang to the busy man Chang  Have you forgotten  Deep in the ages long long ago  I was your sweetheart there on the sand  Stormworn beach of the Chinese land  We sold our grain in the peacock town  Built on the edge of the seasands brown  Built on the edge of the seasands brown  When all the world was drinking blood  From the skulls of men and bulls  And all the world had swords and clubs of stone  We drank our tea in China beneath the sacred spicetrees  And heard the curled waves of the harbor moan  And this gray bird in Loves first spring  With a brightbronze breast and a bronzebrown wing  Captured the world with his carolling  Do you remember ages after  At last the world we were born to own  You were the heir of the yellow throne  The world was the field of the Chinese man  And we were the pride of the Sons of Han  We copied deep books and we carved in jade  And wove blue silks in the mulberry shade  I remember I remember  That Spring came on forever  That Spring came on forever  Said the Chinese nightingale  My heart was filled with marvel and dream  Though I saw the western streetlamps gleam  Though dawn was bringing the western day  Though Chang was a laundryman ironing away  Mingled there with the streets and alleys  The railroadyard and the clocktower bright  Demon clouds crossed ancient valleys  Across wide lotusponds of light  I marked a giant fireflys flight,3
+Produced by Sandra LaythorpeUNDER THE STORMorSTEADFASTS CHARGEBy Charlotte M YongeAuthor of The Heir of Redclyffe cIllustration CoverCONTENTSChapter IThe Trust          IIThe Stragglers         IIIKirk Rapine          IVThe Good Cause           VDesolation          VILeft to Themselves         VIIThe Hermits Gulley        VIIIStead in Possession          IXWintry Times           XA Terrible Harvest Day          XIThe Fortunes of War         XIIFarewell to the Cavaliers        XIIIGodly Venns Troop         XIVThe Question          XVA Table of Love in the Wilderness         XVIA Fair Offer        XVIIThe Groom in Grey       XVIIIJephs Good Fortune         XIXPatience          XXEmlyns Service         XXIThe Assault of the Cavern        XXIIEmlyns Troth       XXIIIFulfilmentLIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS    Farewell to the Cavaliers    The Hiding of the Casket    Stead Stirring the Porridge    Finding of Emlyn    Stead before the Roundheads    Emlyn at MarketUNDER THE STORMORSTEADFASTS CHARGECHAPTER I THE TRUST     I brought them here as to a sanctuary                                   SOUTHEYMost of us have heard of the sad times in the middle of the seventeenthcentury when Englishmen were at war with one another and quiet villagesbecame battlefieldsWe hear a great deal about King and Parliament great lords and ablegenerals Cavaliers and Roundheads but this story is to help us tothink how it must have gone in those times with quiet folk in cottagesand farmhousesThere had been peace in England for a great many years ever since theend of the wars of the Roses So the towns did not want fortificationsto keep out the enemy and their houses spread out beyond the old wallsand the country houses had windows and doors large and wide open withno thought of keeping out foes and farms and cottages were freelyspread about everywhere with their fields round themThe farms were very small mostly held by men who did all the workthemselves with the help of their familiesSuch a farm belonged to John Kenton of Elmwood It lay at the head of along green lane where the bushes overhead almost touched one anotherin the summer and the mud and mire were very deep in winter but thatmattered the less as nothing on wheels went up or down it but the hayor harvest carts creaking under their load and drawn by the old marewith a cow to help herBeyond lay a few small fields and then a bit of open ground scatteredwith gorse and thorn bushes and much broken by ups and downs Thereone afternoon on a big stone was seated Steadfast Kenton a boy offourteen sturdy perhaps loutish with an honest ruddy face under hisleathern cap a coarse smock frock and stout gaiters He was watchingthe fifteen sheep and lambs the old goose and gander and their ninechildren the three cows eight pigs and the old donkey which got theirliving thereFrom the top of the hill beyond the cleft of the river Avon he couldsee the smoke and the church towers of the town of Bristol and beyondit the slime of the water of the Bristol Channel and nearer on oneside the spire of Elmwood Church looked up and on the other thewoods round Elmwood House and these ran out as it were lengthening andnarrowing into a wooded cleft or gulley Hermits Gulley which brokethe side of the hill just below where Steadfast stood and had a littleclear stream running along the bottomSteadfasts little herd knew the time of day as well as if they all hadwatches in their pockets and they never failed to go down and have adrink at the brook before going back to the farmyardThey did not need to be driven but gathered into the rude steep paththat they and their kind had worn in the side of the ravine Steadfastfollowed looking about him to judge how soon the nuts would be ripewhile his little rough stiffhaired dog Toby poked about in search ofrabbits or hedgehogs or the like sportSteadfast liked that pathway home beside the stream as boys do loverunning water Good stones could be got there water rats might bechased there were strawberries on the banks which he gathered andthreaded on stalks of grass for his sisters Patience and Jerusha Theyused to come with him and have pleasant games but it was a long timesince Patience had been able to come out for in the winter a grievoustrouble had come on the family The good mother had died leaving alittle baby of six weeks old and Patience who was only thirteen hadto attend to everything at home and take care of poor little sicklyBenoni with no one to help her but her little seven years old sisterThe childrens lives had been much less bright since that sad day andSteadfast seldom had much time for play He knew he must get home asfast as he could to help Patience in milking the cows feeding,13
+Produced by David Widger and Andrew SlyMRS FALCHIONBy Gilbert ParkerINTRODUCTIONThis novel was written in the days of the threedecker and it went outto sea as such Every novel of mine written until 1893 was published intwo or three volumes and the sale to the libraries was greater than thesale to the general public This book was begun in 1892 at the time whenthe Pierre stories were being written and it was finished in the summerof 1893 It did not appear serially indeed I made no attempt at serialpublication I had a feeling that as it was to be my first novel itshould be judged as a whole and taken at a gasp as it were I believethat the reader of Messrs Methuen  Company was not disposed to publishthe book but Mr Methuen himself or Mr Stedman as he was then calledwas impressed by it and gave it his friendly confidence He was certainthat it would arrest the attention of the critics and of the publicwhether it became popular or not I have not a set of those originalthree volumes I wish I had because they won for me an almostunhopedfor pleasure The Daily Chronicle gave the volumes overa column of review and headed the notice A Coming Novelist TheAthenaeum said that Mrs Falchion was a splendid study of characterThe Pall Mall Gazette said that the writing was as good as anythingthat had been done in our time while at the same time it took rather adark view of my future as a novelist because it said I had not probeddeep enough into the wounds of character which I had inflicted Thearticle was written by Mr George W Stevens and he was right in sayingthat I had not probed deep enough Few very young menand I was veryyoung thendo probe very deeply At the appearance of When ValmondCame to Pontiac however Mr Stevens came to the conclusion that myfuture was assuredI mention these things because they were burnt into my mind at the timeMrs Falchion was my first real novel as I have said though it hadbeen preceded by a short novel called The Chief Factor since rescuedfrom publication and never published in book form in England I realisedwhen I had written Mrs Falchion that I had not found my metier and Iwas fearful of complete failure I had come but a few years before fromthe South Seas I was full of what I had seen and felt I was eager towrite of it all and I did write of it but the thing which was deeperstill in me was the life which Pierre and His People The Seats ofthe Mighty The Trail of the Sword The Lane That Had no Turningand The Right of Way portrayed That life was destined to give mean assured place and public while Mrs Falchion and the South Seastories published in various journals before the time of its productionand indeed anterior to the writing of the Pierre series only assured meattentionHappily for the book which has faults of construction superficialitiesas to incident and with some crudity of plot it was in the main astudy of character There was focus there was illumination in the bookto what degree I will not try to say and the attempt to fasten themind of the reader upon the central figure and to present that centralfigure in many aspects safeguarded the narrative from the chargeof being a mere novel of adventure or as one writer called it animpudent melodrama which has its own fascinationsReading Mrs Falchion again after all these years I seem to realisein it an attempt to combine the objective and subjective methods oftreatmentto combine analysis of character and motive with arrestingepisode It is a difficult thing to do as I have found It was not doneon my part wholly by design but rather by instinct and I imagine thatthis tendency has run through all my works It represents the elementsof romanticism and of realism in one and that kind of representationhas its dangers to say nothing of its difficulties It sometimesalienates the reader who by instinct and preference is a realist andit troubles the reader who wants to read for a story alone who caresfor what a character does and not for what a character is or saysexcept in so far as it emphasises what it does One has to workhowever in ones own way after ones own idiosyncrasies and hereis the book that represents one of my own idiosyncrasies in its mostprimitive formCONTENTS     BOOK I     BELOW THE SUN LINE          I     THE GATES OF THE SEA          II    MOTLEY IS YOUR ONLY WEAR          III   A TALE OF NO MANS SEA          IV    THE TRAIL OF THE ISHMAELITE          V     ACCUSING FACES          VI    MUMMERS ALL          VII   THE WHEEL COMES FULL CIRCLE          VIII  A BRIDGE OF PERIL          IX    THE PROGRESS OF THE SUNS          X     BETWEEN DAY AND DARK     BOOK II     THE SLOPE OF THE PACIFIC          XI    AMONG THE HILLS OF GOD          XII   THE WHIRLIGIG OF TIME          XIII   THE SONG OF THE SAW,0
+Produced by David WidgerTHE WEAVERSBy Gilbert ParkerCONTENTS  BOOK I  I        AS THE SPIRIT MOVED  II       THE GATES OF THE WORLD  III      BANISHED  IV       THE CALL  BOOK II  V        THE WIDER WAY  VI       HAST THOU NEVER BILLED A MANY  VII      THE COMPACT  VIII     FOR HIS SOULS SAKE AND THE LANDS SAKE  IX       THE LETTER THE NIGHT AND THE WOMAN  X        THE FOUR WHO KNEW  XI       AGAINST THE HOUR OF MIDNIGHT  XII      THE JEHAD AND THE LIONS  XIII     ACHMET THE ROPEMAKER STRIKES  XIV      BEYOND THE PALE  BOOK III  XV       SOOLSBYS HAND UPON THE CURTAIN  XVI      THE DEBT AND THE ACCOUNTING  XVII     THE WOMAN OF THE CROSSROADS  XVIII    TIME THE IDOLBREAKER  XIX      SHARPER THAN A SWORD  XX       EACH AFTER HIS OWN ORDER  XXI      THERE IS NOTHING HIDDEN WHICH SHALL NOT BE REVEALED  XXII     AS IN A GLASS DARKLY  XXIII    THE TENTS OF CUSHAN  XXIV     THE QUESTIONER  XXV      THE VOICE THROUGH THE DOOR  XXVI     I OWE YOU NOTHING  XXVII    THE AWAKENING  BOOK IV  XXVIII   NAHOUM TURNS THE SCREW  XXIX     THE RECOIL  XXX      LACEY MOVES  XXXI     THE STRUGGLE IN THE DESERT  XXXII    FORTY STRIPES SAVE ONE  XXXIII   THE DARK INDENTURE  XXXIV    NAHOUM DROPS THE MASK  BOOK V  XXXV     THE FLIGHT OF THE WOUNDED  XXXVI    IS IT ALWAYS SOIN LIFE  XXXVII   THE FLYING SHUTTLE  XXXVIII  JASPER KIMBER SPEAKS  XXXIX    FAITH JOURNEYS TO LONDON  BOOK VI  XL       HYLDA SEEKS NAHOUM  XLI      IN THE LAND OF SHINAR  XLII     THE LOOM OF DESTINYINTRODUCTIONWhen I turn over the hundreds of pages of this book I have a feelingthat I am looking upon something for which I have no particularresponsibility though it has a strange contour of familiarity It is asthough one looks upon a scene in which one had lived and moved with thefriendly yet halfdistant feeling that it once was ones own possessionbut is so no longer I should think the feeling to be much like that ofthe old man whose sons gone to distant places have created theirown plantations of life and have themselves become the masters ofpossessions Also I suppose that when I read the story through againfrom the first page to the last I shall recreate the feeling in whichI lived when I wrote it and it will become a part of my own identityagain That distance between himself and his work however whichimmediately begins to grow as soon as a book leaves the authors handsfor those of the public is a thing which I suppose must come to onewho produces a work of the imagination It is no doubt due to the factthat every piece of art which has individuality and real likeness tothe scenes and character it is intended to depict is done in a kind oftrance The author in effect selfhypnotises himself has createdan atmosphere which is separate and apart from that of his dailysurroundings and by virtue of his imagination becomes absorbed inthat atmosphere When the book is finished and it goes forth when theimagination is relaxed and the concentration of mind is withdrawn theatmosphere disappears and then One experiences what I feel when I takeup The Weavers and in a sense wonder how it was done such as it isThe frontispiece of the English edition represents a scene in the Houseof Commons and this brings to my mind a warning which was given mesimilar to that on my entering new fields outside the one in whichI first made a reputation in fiction When in a certain year Idetermined that I would enter the House of Commons I had many friendswho in effect wailed and gnashed their teeth They said that it wouldbe the death of my imaginative faculties that I should never writeanything any more that all the qualities which make literature livingand compelling would disappear I thought this was all wrong then andI know it is all wrong now Political life does certainly interferewith the amount of work which an author may produce He certainly cannotwrite a book every year and do political work as well but if he doesnot attempt to do the two things on the same days as it were but inblocks of time devoted to each separately and respectively he willonly find as I have found that public life the conflict of it theaccompanying attrition of mind the searching for the things which willsolve the problems of national life the multitudinous variations ofcharacter with which one comes in contact the big issues suddenlysprung upon the congregation of responsible politicians all arestimulating to the imagination invigorating to the mind andmarvellously freshening to every literary instinct No danger to thewriter lies in doing political work if it does not sap his strengthand destroy,13
+Produced by David WidgerTHE MONEY MASTER CompleteBy Gilbert ParkerCONTENTS     EPOCH THE FIRST     I        THE GRAND TOUR OF JEAN JACQUES BARBILLE     II       THE REST OF THE STORY TOMORROW     III      TOMORROW     EPOCH THE SECOND     IV       THIRTEEN YEARS AFTER AND THE CLERK OF THE COURT TELLS A STORY     V        THE CLERK OF THE COURT ENDS HIS STORY     VI       JEAN JACQUES HAD HAD A GREAT DAY     VII      JEAN JACQUES AWAKES FROM SLEEP     VIII     THE GATE IN THE WALL     IX       MOIJE SUIS PHILOSOPHE     X        QUIEN SABEWHO KNOWS     XI       THE CLERK OF THE COURT KEEPS A PROMISE     XII      THE MASTERCARPENTER HAS A PROBLEM     EPOCH THE THIRD     XIII     THE MAN FROM OUTSIDE     XIV      I DO NOT WANT TO GO     XV       BON MARCHE     EPOCH THE FOURTH     XVI      MISFORTUNES COME NOT SINGLY     XVII     HIS GREATEST ASSET     XVIII    JEAN JACQUES HAS AN OFFER     XIX      SEBASTIAN DOLORES DOES NOT SLEEP     XX       AU VOIR MSIEU JEAN JACQUES     XXI      IF SHE HAD KNOWN IN TIME     EPOCH THE FIFTH     XXII     BELLS OF MEMORY     XXIII    JEAN JACQUES HAS WORK TO DO     XXIV     JEAN JACQUES ENCAMPED     XXV      WHAT WOULD YOU HAVE DONE     EPILOGUEINTRODUCTIONThis book is in a place by itself among the novels I have written Manycritics said that it was a welcome return to Canada where I had made myfirst success in the field of fiction This statement was only meagrelyaccurate because since The Right of Way was published in 1901 I hadwritten and given to the public Northern Lights a book of shortstories You Never Know Your Luck a short novel and The World forSale though all of these dealt with life in Western Canada and notwith the life of the French Canadians in which field I had made myfirst firm impression upon the public In any case The Money Master wasfavourably received by the press and public both in England and Americaand my friends were justified in thinking and in saying that I was athome in French Canada and gave the impression of mastery of my materialIf mastery of material means a knowledge of the life and a sympathywith it then my friends are justified for I have always had an intensesympathy with and admiration for French Canadian life I think theFrench Canadian one of the most individual original and distinctivebeings of the modern world He has kept his place with his owncustoms his own Gallic views of life and his religious habits with anassiduity and firmness none too common He is essentially a man ofthe home of the soil and of the stream he has by nature instinctivephilosophy and temperamental logic As a lover of the soil of Canada heis not surpassed by any of the other citizens of the country English orotherwiseIt would almost seem as though the pageantry of past French Canadianhistory and the beauty and vigour of the topographical surroundingsof French Canadian life had produced an hereditary pride andexaltationperhaps an excessive pride and a strenuous exaltation butin any case there it was and is The French Canadian lives a moresecluded life on the whole than any other citizen of Canada though thenative adventurous spirit has sent him to the Eastern States ofthe American Union for work in the mills and factories or up to thefarthest reaches of the St Lawrence Ottawa and their tributaries inthe wood and timber tradeDomestically he is perhaps the most productive son of the North Americancontinent Families of twenty or even twentyfive are not unknownand when a man has had more than one wife it has even exceeded thatLife itself is full of camaraderie and good spirit marked by religioustraits and sacerdotal influenceThe French Canadian is on the whole sober and industrious but when hebreaks away from sobriety and industry he becomes a vicious elementin the general organism Yet his vices are of the surface and do notdestroy the foundations of his social and domestic scheme A FrenchCanadian pony used to be considered the most virile and lasting stockon the continent and it is fair to say that the French Canadiansthemselves are genuinely hardy longlived virile and enduringIt was among such people that the hero of The Money Master Jean JacquesBarbille lived He was the symbol or pattern of their virtues andof their weaknesses By nature a poet a philosopher a farmer and anadventurer his life was a sacrifice to prepossession and race instinctto temperament more powerful than logic or common sense though he wasalmost professionally the exponent of bothThere is no man so simply sincere or so extraordinarily prejudiced asthe French Canadian He is at once modest and vain he is,13
+Produced by David WidgerYOU NEVER KNOW YOUR LUCKBEING THE STORY OF A MATRIMONIAL DESERTERBy Gilbert ParkerCONTENTS  Volume 1  PROEM  I     PIONEERS O PIONEERS  II    CLOSING THE DOORS  III   THE LOGAN TRIAL AND WHAT CAME OF IT  IV    STRENGTH SHALL BE GIVEN THEE  V     A STORY TO BE TOLD  Volume 2  VI    HERE ENDETH THE FIRST LESSON  VII   A WOMANS WAY TO KNOWLEDGE  VIII  ALL ABOUT AN UNOPENED LETTER  IX    NIGHT SHADE AND MORNING GLORY  X    S O S  XI    IN THE CAMP OF THE DESERTER  Volume 3  XII   AT THE RECEIPT OF CUSTOM  XIII  KITTY SPEAKS HER MIND AGAIN  XIV   AWAITING THE VERDICT  XV    MALE AND FEMALE CREATED HE THEM  XVI   TWAS FOR YOUR PLEASURE YOU CAME HERE YOU GO BACK FOR MINE  XVII  WHO WOULD HAVE THOUGHT IT  EPILOGUEINTRODUCTIONThis volume contains two novels dealing with the life of prairie peoplein the town of Askatoon in the far West The World for Sale and thelatter portion of The Money Master deal with the same life and TheMoney Master contained some of the characters to be found in WildYouth The World for Sale also was a picture of prairie country withstrife between a modern AngloCanadian town and a FrenchCanadian townin the West These books are of the same people but You NeverKnow Your Luck and Wild Youth have several characters which moveprominently through bothIn the introduction to The World for Sale in this series I drew adescription of prairie life and I need not repeat what was said thereIn You Never Know Your Luck there is a Proem which describes brieflythe look of the prairie and suggests characteristics of the life ofthe people The basis of the book has a letter written by a wife to herhusband at a critical time in his career when he had broken his promiseto her One or two critics said the situation is impossible because noman would carry a letter unopened for a long number of years My replyis that it is exactly what I myself did I have still a letter writtento me which was delivered at my door sixteen years ago I have neverread it and my reason for not reading it was that I realised as Ithink what its contents were I knew that the letter would annoy andthere it lies The writer of the letter who was then my enemy is now myfriend The chief character in the book Crozier was an Irishman withall the Irishmans cleverness sensitiveness audacity and timidityfor both those latter qualities are characteristic of the Irish raceand as I am half Irish I can understand why I suppressed a letter andwhy Crozier did Crozier is the type of man that comes occasionally tothe Dominion of Canada and Kitty Tynan is the sort of girl that thegreat West breeds She did an immoral thing in opening the letter thatCrozier had suppressed but she did it in a good causefor Crozierssake she made his wife write another letter and she placed it againin the envelope for Crozier to open and see Whatever lack of moralitythere was in her act was balanced by the good end to the story thoughit meant the sacrifice of Kittys love for Crozier and the making ofhis wife happy once moreAs for Wild Youth I make no apology for it It is still fresh in theminds of the American public and it is true to the life Some criticsfrankly called it melodramatic I do not object to the term I knownothing more melodramatic than certain of the plots of Shakespearesplays Thomas Hardy is melodramatic Joseph Conrad is melodramaticBalzac was melodramatic and so were Victor Hugo Charles Dickens andSir Walter Scott The charge of melodrama is not one that should disturba writer of fiction The question is are the characters melodramaticWill anyone suggest to me the marriage of a girl of seventeen with a manover sixty is melodramatic It may be but I think it tragical and soit was in this case As for Orlando Guise I describe the man as I knewhim and he is still alive Some comments upon the story suggested thatit was impossible for a man to spend the night on the prairie with awoman whom he loved without causing her to forget her marriage vows Itis not sentimental to say that is nonsense It is a prurient mind thatonly sees evil in a situation of the sort Why it should be desirable tomake a young man and woman commit a misdemeanor to secure the praise ofa critic is beyond imagination It would be easy enough to do I did itin The Right of Way I did it in others of my books What happens to oneman and one woman does not necessarily happen to another There are menwho for love of a woman would not take advantage of her insecurityThere are others who would In my books I have made both classes dotheir will and both are true to life It does not matter what one bookis or is not but it does matter that an author writes his book with asense of the fitting and the trueBoth these books were written to present that side of life in Canadawhich is not wintry and forbidding There is warmth of summer in bothtales and thrilling air and the beauty of the wild countryside As forthe cold it is severe in most parts of Canada but the air is dry andthe sharpness is not felt as it is in this damper climate of EnglandCanadians feel the cold of a March or November day in London far morethan the cold of a day in Winnipeg with the thermometer many degreesbelow,0
+Produced by Joshua Hutchinson Charles Aldarondo and theOnline Distributed Proofreading TeamIllustration See p 34 IM AWFULLY SORRY TOO DADFLOWING GOLDBy Rex BeachTO THE ONE WHOSE FAITH ENTHUSIASM AND DEVOTION CONSTITUTE ANEVERFAILING SOURCE OF INSPIRATION MY WIFE SWEETHEART AND PARTNERFLOWING GOLDCHAPTER IRoom service at the Ajax is of a quality befitting the newest thelargest and the most expensive hotel in Dallas While the standard ofexcellence is uniformly high nevertheless some extra care usuallyattaches to a breakfast ordered from the Governors suitemost elegantand most expensive of all the suiteshence the waiter checked over hiscard and made a final fluttering examination to be sure that thechilled fruit was chilled and that the hot plates were hot before herapped on the door A voice loud and cheery bade him enterWould the gentleman wish his breakfast served in the parlor orNo thegentleman would have it right in his bedroom but first where were hiscigarettes He hoped above all things that the waiter had not forgottenhis cigarettes Some people began their days with cold showersnothingless than a cruel shock to a languid nervous system An atrociouspractice the speaker called ita relic of barbarisma fetish ofignorance Much preferable was a hygienic stimulating cigarette whichserved the same purpose and left no deleterious aftereffectsThe pajamaclad guest struck a light inhaled with abundantsatisfaction and then cast a hungry eye over the contents of therubbertired breakfast table He too tested the temperature of themelon and felt the cover of the toast plateSplendid he cried Nice rooms prompt service a pleasantfacedwaiter Why I couldnt fare better in my best club  Thanks to you myfirst impression of Dallas is wholly delightful He seated himself ina padded boudoir chair unfolded a snowy serviette and attacked hisbreakfast with the enthusiasm of a perfectly healthy animalIs this your first visit here sirAbsolutely Dallas is as foreign to me as Lhasa It is the Baghdad ofmy dreams and its streets are strange Perhaps they are full ofadventure for me I hope so Anything exciting can happen in a townwhere one has neither friends nor acquaintances eh You are awellread man I take itI WhyAt any rate you have heard it said that this is a small worldYes sirGood I merely wish to deny authorship of the saying for it is falseThis is a large world What is more it is a world full of cities likeDallas where men like you and me Heaven be praised have neitherfriends acquaintances nor relatives In that respect it is a fineworld and we should devoutly give thanks for its Dallases anditsDalsatians Jove This ham is deliciousThe waiter was accustomed to morning talkers but this gentleman wasdifferent He had an air of consequence and his voice so deep sowell modulated so pleasant invested him with unusual distinctionProbably he was an actor But no Not in the Governors suite Morelikely he was one of the big men of the Standard or the Gulf or theTexas To make sure the waiter inquiredMay I ask if you are in oil sirIn oil Bless me what a nauseating questionat this hour of the dayMost everybody here is in oil We turn dozens away every day werethat full Its the boom Im in oil myselfin a small way of courseIts like this sometimes gentlemen likewell like you sirgive metips They drop a hint like about their stocks and Ive donewellin a small way of course It doesnt cost them anythingandsome of them are very kind Youd really be surprisedOh not at all The occupant of the Governors suite leaned back inhis chair and smiled widely As a matter of fact I am flattered forit is evident that you are endowed with the moneymaking instinct andthat you unerringly recognize it in others Very well I shall see whatI can do for you But while we are on the subject of tips would youmind helping yourself to a dollar out of my trousers pocketThe waiter proceeded to do as directed but a moment later announcedapologetically Heres all I find sir Its mostly pennies Heexposed a handful of small coinsLook in my coat if you willBut the second search resulted as had the first Strange murmuredthe guest without rising I must have been robbed I remember now afellow crowded me as I left my train Umm Robbedat the very gatesof Baghdad Dallas _is_ a City of Adventure Please add your tip to thecheck andmake it two dollars Id like to have you serve me everymorning for I cannot abide an acid face at breakfast It sours mywhole dayCalvin Gray finished his breakfast smoked a second cigarette as hescanned the morning paper then he dressed himself with meticulouscare He possessed a tall erect athletic form his perfectly fittingclothes had that touch of individuality affected by a certain few ofNew Yorks exclusive tailors and when he finally surveyed himself inthe glass there was no denying the fact that he presented anappearance of unusual distinction As he turned away his eyes fellupon the scanty handful of small coins which the waiter had removedfrom his pocket and for a moment he stared at them reflectively thenhe scooped them into his palm and with a smile announced to his imageIt would seem that it is time for us to introduce ourselves to themanagementHe was humming a tune as he strode out of his richly furnished quartersThe Governors suite at the Ajax is on the mezzanine floor at the headof the grand staircase As Gray descended the spacious marble steps hesaw that the hotel was indeed doing a big business for already thelobby was thickly peopled and at the desk a group of new arrivals wereplaintively arguing with a bored and supercilious room clerkSome men possess an effortless knack of commanding attention andinspiring courtesy Calvin Gray was one of these Before many momentshe was in the managers office explaining suavely Now that I haveintroduced myself I wish to thank you for taking care of me upon suchshort noticeIt was the only space we had If you wish Ill have your roomschanged as soon asHave you,13
+Produced by David Widger                           MYTHS AND LEGENDS                                   OF                              OUR OWN LAND                                   By                           Charles M Skinner                                Vol 1                        THE HUDSON AND ITS HILLSCONTENTS OF ALL VOLUMESTHE HUDSON AND ITS HILLSRip Van WinkleCatskill GnomesThe Catskill WitchThe Revenge of ShandakenCondemned to the NooseBig IndianThe Bakers DozenThe Devils DanceChamberThe Culprit FayPokepsieDunderbergAnthonys NoseMoodua CreekA Trappers Ghastly VengeanceThe Vanderdecken of Tappan ZeeThe Galloping HessianStorm Ship on the HudsonWhy Spuyten Duyvil is so NamedThe Ramapo SalamanderChief CrotonThe Retreat from MahopacNiagaraThe Deformed of ZoarHorseheadsKayuta and WanetaThe Drop StarThe Prophet of PalmyraA Villains CremationThe Monster MosquitoThe Green PictureThe Nuns of CarthageThe Skull in the WallThe Haunted MillOld Indian FaceThe Division of the SaranacsAn Event in Indian ParkThe Indian PlumeBirth of the WaterLilyRogerss SlideThe Falls at CohoesFrancis Woolcotts NightRidersPollys LoverCrosby the Patriot SpyThe Lost Grave of PaineThe Rising of Gouverneur MorrisTHE ISLE OF MANHATTOES AND NEARBYDolph HeyligerThe Knell at the WeddingRoistering Dirck Van DaraThe Party from Gibbet IslandMiss Brittons PokerThe Devils SteppingStonesThe Springs of Blood and WaterThe Crumbling SilverThe Cortelyou ElopementVan Wempels GooseThe Weary WatcherThe Rival FiddlersWyandankMark of the Spirit HandThe First Liberal ChurchON AND NEAR THE DELAWAREThe Phantom DragoonDelaware Water GapThe Phantom DrummerThe Missing Soldier of Valley ForgeThe Last Shot at GermantownA Blow in the DarkThe Torys ConversionLord Percys DreamSaved by the BibleParricide of the WissahickonThe Blacksmith at BrandywineFather and SonThe Envy of ManitouThe Last Revel in Printz HallThe Two RingsFlame Scalps of the ChartiersThe Consecration of WashingtonMarionTALES OF PURITAN LANDEvangelineThe Snoring of SwunksusThe Lewiston HermitThe Dead Ship of HarpswellThe Schoolmaster had not reached OrringtonJack Welchs Death LightMogg MegoneThe Lady UrsulaFather Moodys Black VeilThe Home of ThunderThe Partridge WitchThe Marriage of Mount KatahdinThe Moose of Mount KineoThe Owl TreeA Chestnut LogThe Watcher on White IslandChocoruaPassaconaways Ride to HeavenThe Ball Game by the SacoThe White MountainsThe Vision on Mount AdamsThe Great CarbuncleSkinners CaveYet they call it Lovers LeapSalem and other WitchcraftThe Gloucester LeaguersSatan and his BurialPlacePeter Rugg the Missing ManThe Loss of WeetamooThe Fatal ForgetmenotThe Old Mill at SomervilleEdward Randolphs PortraitLady Eleanores MantleHowes MasqueradeOld Esther DudleyThe Loss of Jacob HurdThe HobomakBerkshire ToriesThe Revenge of Josiah BreezeThe MayPole of MerrymountThe Devil and Tom WalkerThe Gray ChampionThe Forest SmithyWahconah FallsKnocking at the TombThe White Deer of OnotaWizards GlenBalanced RockShonkeekMoonkeekThe Salem AlchemistEliza WhartonSale of the SouthwicksThe Courtship of Myles StandishMother CreweAunt Rachels CurseNixs MateThe Wild Man of Cape CodNewburys Old ElmSamuel Sewalls ProphecyThe Shrieking WomanAgnes SurriageSkipper Iresons RideHeartbreak HillHarry Main The Treasure and the CatsThe Wessaguscus HangingThe Unknown ChampionGoody ColeGeneral Moulton and the DevilThe Skeleton in ArmorMarthas Vineyard and NantucketLove and TreasonThe Headless Skeleton of SwamptownThe Crow and Cat of Hopkins HillThe Old Stone MillOrigin of a NameMicah Rood ApplesA Dinner and its ConsequencesThe New Haven Storm ShipThe Windham FrogsThe Lamb of SacrificeMoodus NoisesHaddam EnchantmentsBlock Island and the PalatineThe BuccaneerRobert Lockwoods FateLove and RumLIGHTS AND SHADOWS OF THE SOUTHThe Swim at Indian HeadThe Moaning SistersA Ride for a BrideSpooks of the HiawasseeLake of the Dismal SwampThe Barge of DefeatNatural BridgeThe Silence BrokenSiren of the French BroadThe Hunter of CalawasseeRevenge of the AccabeeToccoa FallsTwo Lives for OneA Ghostly AvengerThe Wraith Ringer of AtlantaThe Swallowing EarthquakeThe Last Stand of the BiloxiThe Sacred Fire of NatchezPass ChristianThe Under LandTHE CENTRAL STATES AND GREAT LAKESAn Averted PerilThe Obstinacy of Saint ClairThe Hundredth SkullThe Crime of Black SwampThe House AccursedMarquettes ManEaterMichel de Coucys TroublesWallens RidgeThe Sky Walker of HuronThe Coffin of SnakesMackinackLake Superior Water GodsThe Witch of Pictured RocksThe Origin of White FishThe Spirit of CloudyThe Sun Fire at Sault Sainte MarieThe Snake God of Belle IsleWereWolves of DetroitThe Escape of Francois NavarreThe Old LodgerThe Nain RougeTwo RevengesHiawathaThe Indian MessiahThe Vision of RescueDevils LakeThe Keusca ElopementPipestoneThe Virgins FeastFalls of St AnthonyFlying Shadow and Track MakerSaved by a LightningStrokeThe Killing of Cloudy SkyProvidence HoleThe Scare CureTwelfth Night at CahokiaThe Spell of Creve Coeur LakeHow the Crime was RevealedBanshee of the Bad LandsStanding RockThe Salt WitchALONG THE ROCKY RANGEOver the DivideThe Phantom Train of Marshall PassThe River of Lost SoulsRiders of the DesertThe Division of Two TribesBesieged by StarvationA Yellowstone TragedyThe Broad HouseThe Death WaltzThe Flood at Santa FeGoddess of SaltThe Coming of the NavajosThe Ark on Superstition MountainsThe Pale Faced LightningThe Weird Sentinel at Squaw PeakSacrifice of the ToltecsTaVwots Conquers the SunThe Comanche RiderHorned Toad and GiantsThe Spider TowerThe Lost TrailA Battle in the AirON THE PACIFIC SLOPEThe Voyager of the WhulgeTamanous of TacomaThe Devil and the DallesCascades of the ColumbiaThe Death of UmatillaHunger ValleyThe Wrath of ManitouThe Spook of Misery HillThe Queen of Death ValleyBridal Veil FallThe Governors Right EyeThe Prisoner in American ShaftAS TO BURIED TREASUREKidds TreasureOther Buried WealthSTORIED WATERS CLIFFS AND MOUNTAINSPREFACEIt is unthinkingly said and often that America is not old enough to havedeveloped a legendary era for such an era grows backward as a nationgrows forward No little of the charm of European travel is ascribed tothe glamour that history and fable have flung around old churchescastles and the favored haunts,31
+Produced by David Widger                           MYTHS AND LEGENDS                                   OF                              OUR OWN LAND                                   By                           Charles M Skinner                                Vol 2                   THE ISLE OF MANHATTOES AND NEARBYCONTENTSDolph HeyligerThe Knell at the WeddingRoistering Dirck Van DaraThe Party from Gibbet IslandMiss Brittons PokerThe Devils SteppingStonesThe Springs of Blood and WaterThe Crumbling SilverThe Cortelyou ElopementVan Wempels GooseThe Weary WatcherThe Rival FiddlersWyandankMark of the Spirit HandThe First Liberal ChurchTHE ISLE OF MANHATTOES AND NEARBYDOLPH HEYLIGERNew York was New Amsterdam when Dolph Heyliger got himself born thereagraceless scamp though a brave goodnatured one and being leftpenniless on his fathers death he was fain to take service with adoctor while his mother kept a shop This doctor had bought a farm onthe island of Manhattoesaway out of town where Twentythird Street nowruns most likelyand because of rumors that its tenants had noisedabout it he seemed likely to enjoy the responsibilities of landholdingand none of its profits It suited Dolphs adventurous disposition thathe should be deputed to investigate the reason for these rumors and forthree nights he kept his abode in the desolate old manor emerging afterdaybreak in a lax and pallid condition but keeping his own counsel tothe aggravation of the populace whose ears were burning for his newsNot until long after did he tell of the solemn tread that woke him in thesmall hours of his door softly opening though he had bolted and lockedit of a portly Fleming with curly gray hair reservoir boots slouchedhat trunk and doublet who entered and sat in the armchair watchinghim until the cock crew Nor did he tell how on the third night hesummoned courage hugging a Bible and a catechism to his breast forconfidence to ask the meaning of the visit and how the Fleming aroseand drawing Dolph after him with his eyes led him downstairs wentthrough the front door without unbolting it leaving that task for thetrembling yet eager youth and how after he had proceeded to a disusedwell at the bottom of the garden he vanished from sightDolph brooded long upon these things and dreamed of them in bed Healleged that it was in obedience to his dreams that he boarded a schoonerbound up the Hudson without the formality of adieu to his employer andafter being spilled ashore in a gale at the foot of Storm King he fellinto the company of Anthony Vander Hevden a famous landholder andhunter who achieved a fancy for Dolph as a lad who could shoot fishrow and swim and took him home with him to Albany The Heer hadcommodious quarters good liquor and a pretty daughter and Dolph felthimself in paradise until led to the room he was to occupy for one ofthe first things that he set eyes on in that apartment was a portrait ofthe very person who had kept him awake for the worse part of three nightsat the bowerie in Manhattoes He demanded to know whose picture it wasand learned that it was that of Killian Vander Spiegel burgomaster andcurmudgeon who buried his money when the English seized New Amsterdamand fretted himself to death lest it should be discovered He rememberedthat his mother had spoken of this Spiegel and that her father was themisers rightful heir and it now appeared that he was one of Heydensforbears too In his dream that night the Fleming stepped out of theportrait led him as he had done before to the well where he smiledand vanished Dolph reflected next morning that these things had beenordered to bring together the two branches of the family and disclose thewhereabouts of the treasure that it should inherit So full was he ofthis idea that he went back to New Amsterdam by the first schooner tothe surprise of the Heer and the regret of his daughterAfter the truant had been received with execrations by the doctor andwith delight by his mother who believed that spooks had run off withhim and with astonishment as a hero of romance by the public he madefor the haunted premises at the first opportunity and began to angle atthe disused well Presently he found his hook entangled in something atthe bottom and on lifting slowly he discovered that he had secured afine silver porringer with lid held down by twisted wire It was thework of a moment to wrench off the lid when he found the vessel to befilled with golden pieces His fishing that day was attended with suchluck as never fell to an angler before for there were other pieces ofplate down there all engraved with the Spiegel arms and all containingtreasureBy encouraging the most dreadful stories about the spot in order to keepthe people wide away from it he accomplished the removal of his prizesbit by bit from their place of concealment to his home His unaccountedabsence in Albany and his dealings with the dead had prepared hisneighbors for any change,31
+Produced by David Widger                           MYTHS AND LEGENDS                                   OF                              OUR OWN LAND                                   By                           Charles M Skinner                                Vol 3                       ON AND NEAR THE DELAWARECONTENTSThe Phantom DragoonDelaware Water GapThe Phantom DrummerThe Missing Soldier of Valley ForgeThe Last Shot at GermantownA Blow in the DarkThe Torys ConversionLord Percys DreamSaved by the BibleParricide of the WissahickonThe Blacksmith at BrandywineFather and SonThe Envy of ManitouThe Last Revel in Printz HallThe Two RingsFlame Scalps of the ChartiersThe Consecration of WashingtonMarionON AND NEAR THE DELAWARETHE PHANTOM DRAGOONThe height that rises a mile or so to the south of Newark Delaware iscalled Iron Hill because it is rich in hematite ore but about the timeof General Howes advance to the Brandywine it might well have won itsname because of the panoply of warthe sullen guns the flashing swordsand glistening bayonetsthat appeared among the British tents pitched onit After the redcoats had established camp here the American outpostswere advanced and one of the pickets was stationed at Welsh Tract ChurchOn his first tour of duty the sentry was thrown into great alarm by theappearance of a figure robed from head to foot in white that rode ahorse at a charging gait within ten feet of his face When guard wasrelieved the soldier begged that he might never be assigned to that postagain His nerves were strong in the presence of an enemy in thefleshbut an enemy out of the grave Ugh He would desert rather thanencounter that shape again His request was granted The sentry whosucceeded him was startled in the small hours by a rush of hoofs andthe flash of a pallid form He fired at it and thought that he heard thesound of a mocking laugh come backEvery night the phantom horseman made his rounds and several times thesentinels shot at him without effect the white horse and white ridershowing no annoyance at these assaults When it came the turn of asceptical and unimaginative old corporal to take the night detail hetook the liberty of assuming the responsibilities of this post himselfHe looked well to the priming of his musket and at midnight withdrew outof the moonshine and waited with his gun resting on a fence It was notlong before the beat of hoofs was heard approaching and in spite ofhimself the corporal felt a thrill along his spine as a mounted figurethat might have represented Death on the pale horse came into view buthe jammed his hat down set his teeth and sighted his flintlock withdeliberation The rider was near when bang went the corporals musketand a white form was lying in the road a horse speeding into thedistance Scrambling over the fence the corporal reassured ran to theform and turned it over a British scout quite dead The daring fellowrelying on the superstitious fears of the rustics in his front had madea nightly ride as a ghost in order to keep the American outposts fromadvancing and also to guess from elevated points at the strength anddisposition of their troops He wore a cuirass of steel but that did notprotect his brain from the corporals bulletDELAWARE WATER GAPThe Indian name of this beautiful region Minisink the water is goneagrees with the belief of geologists that a lake once existed behind theBlue Ridge and that it burst its way through the hills at this pointSimilar results were produced by a cataclysm on the Connecticut at MountHolyoke on the Lehigh at Mauch Chunk and Runaway Pond New Hampshiregot its name by a like performance The aborigines whatever may be saidagainst them enjoyed natural beauty and their habitations were oftenmade in this delightful region their councils being attended by chiefTamanend or Tammany a Delaware whose wisdom and virtues were such asto raise him to the place of patron saint of America The notoriousTammany Society of New York is named for him When this chief became oldand feeble his tribe abandoned him in a hut at New Britain Pennsylvaniaand there he tried to kill himself by stabbing but failing in that heflung burning leaves over himself and so perished He was buried wherehe died It was a princess of his tribe that gave the name of LoversLeap to a cliff on Mount Tammany by leaping from it to her deathbecause her love for a young European was not reciprocatedThere is a silvermine somewhere on the opposite mountain of Minsi theknowledge of its location having perished with the death of a reclusewho coined the metal he took from it into valuable though illegaldollars going townward every winter to squander his earnings During theRevolution Oran the Hawk a Tory and renegade was vexatious to thepeople of Delaware Valley and a detachment of colonial troops was sentin pursuit of him They overtook him at the Gap and chased him up theslopes of Tammany though he checked their progress by rolling stonesamong them,31
+Produced by David Widger                           MYTHS AND LEGENDS                                   OF                              OUR OWN LAND                                   By                           Charles M Skinner                                Vol 5                    LIGHTS AND SHADOWS OF THE SOUTHCONTENTSThe Swim at Indian HeadThe Moaning SistersA Ride for a BrideSpooks of the HiawasseeLake of the Dismal SwampThe Barge of DefeatNatural BridgeThe Silence BrokenSiren of the French BroadThe Hunter of CalawasseeRevenge of the AccabeeToccoa FallsTwo Lives for OneA Ghostly AvengerThe Wraith Ringer of AtlantaThe Swallowing EarthquakeThe Last Stand of the BiloxiThe Sacred Fire of NatchezPass ChristianThe Under LandLIGHTS AND SHADOWS OF THE SOUTHTHE SWIM AT INDIAN HEADAt Indian Head Maryland are the government provinggrounds where theracket of great guns and splintering of targets are a deterrent to themiscellaneous visitations of picnics Trouble has been frequentlyassociated with this neighborhood as it is now suggested in the noisysymbolry of war In prehistoric days it was the site of an aboriginaltown whose denizens were like other Indians in their love for fight andtheir willingness to shed blood Great was the joy of all these citizenswhen a scouting party came in one day bringing with them the daughterof one of their toughest old hunters and a young buck from anotherfaction who had come acourting her in the neighboring shadesCapture meant death usually and he knew it but he held himself proudlyand refused to ask for mercy It was resolved that he should die Thefathers scorn for his daughter that she should thus consort with anenemy was so great that he was on the point of offering her as a jointsacrifice with her lover when she fell on her knees before him and begana fervent appeal not for herself but for the prisoner She would doanything to prove her strength her duty her obedience if they wouldset him free He had done injury to none What justice lay in putting himto the tortureHalf in earnest half in humor the chief answered Suppose we were toset him on the farther shore of the Potomac do you love him well enoughto swim to himI doThe river is wide and deepI would drown in it rather than that harm should come to himThe old chief ordered the captive still bound to be taken to a point onthe Virginia shore full two miles away in one of their canoes and whenthe boat was on the water he gave the word to the girl who instantlyplunged in and followed it The chief and the father embarked in anotherbirchostensibly to see that the task was honestly fulfilled reallyperhaps to see that the damsel did not drown It was a long course butthe maid was not as many of our city misses are and she reached thebank tired but happy for she had saved her lover and gained him for ahusbandTHE MOANING SISTERSAbove Georgetown on the Potomac River are three rocks known as theThree Sisters not merely because of their resemblance to each otherforthey are parts of a submerged reefbut because of a tradition that morethan a hundred years ago a boat in which three sisters had gone out fora row was swung against one of these rocks The day was gusty and theboat was upset All three of the girls were drowned Either the sistersremain about this perilous spot or the rocks have prescience at leastthose who live near them on the shore hold one view or the other forthey declare that before every death on the river the sisters moan thesound being heard above the lapping of the waves It is different fromany other sound in nature Besides it is an unquestioned fact that moreaccidents happen here than at any other point on the riverMany are the upsets that have occurred and many are the swimmers who havegone down the dark forms of the sisters being the last shapes that theirwaterblurred eyes have seen It is only before a human life is to beyielded that this low wailing comes from the rocks and when on a nightin May 1889 the sound floated shoreward just as the clock inGeorgetown struck twelve good people who were awake sighed and uttered aprayer for the one whose doom was so near at hand Twelve hours later atnoon a shell came speeding down the Potomac with a young athletejauntily pulling at the oars As he neared the Three Sisters his boatappeared to be caught in an eddy it swerved suddenly as if struck thenit upset and the rower sank to his deathA RIDE FOR A BRIDEWhen the story of bloodshed at Bunker Hill reached Bohemia Hall in CecilCounty Maryland Albert De Courcy left his brother Ernest to support thedignity of the house and make patriotic speeches while he went to thefront conscious that Helen Carmichael his affianced wife was watchingin pride and sadness the departure of his company Letters came andwent as they always do until rumor came of a sore defeat to thecolonials,67
+Produced by David Widger                           MYTHS AND LEGENDS                                   OF                              OUR OWN LAND                                   By                           Charles M Skinner                                Vol 6                   THE CENTRAL STATES AND GREAT LAKESCONTENTSAn Averted PerilThe Obstinacy of Saint ClairThe Hundredth SkullThe Crime of Black SwampThe House AccursedMarquettes ManEaterMichel de Coucys TroublesWallens RidgeThe Sky Walker of HuronThe Coffin of SnakesMackinackLake Superior Water GodsThe Witch of Pictured RocksThe Origin of White FishThe Spirit of CloudyThe Sun Fire at Sault Sainte MarieThe Snake God of Belle IsleWereWolves of DetroitThe Escape of Francois NavarreThe Old LodgerThe Nain RougeTwo RevengesHiawathaThe Indian MessiahThe Vision of RescueDevils LakeThe Keusca ElopementPipestoneThe Virgins FeastFalls of St AnthonyFlying Shadow and Track MakerSaved by a LightningStrokeThe Killing of Cloudy SkyProvidence HoleThe Scare CureTwelfth Night at CahokiaThe Spell of Creve Coeur LakeHow the Crime was RevealedBanshee of the Bad LandsStanding RockThe Salt WitchTHE CENRAL STATES AND THE GREAT LAKESAN AVERTED PERILIn 1786 a little building stood at North Bend Ohio near the junction ofthe Miami and Ohio Rivers from which building the stars and stripes wereflying It was one of a series of blockhouses built for the protecting ofcleared land while the settlers were coming in yet it was a tradingstation rather than a fort for the attitude of government toward the redmen was pacific The French of the Mississippi Valley were notreconciled however to the extension of power by a Saxon people and theEnglish in Canada were equally jealous of the prosperity of thoseprovinces they had so lately lost Both French and English had emissariesamong the Shawnees when it had become known that the United Statesintended to negotiate a treaty with themIt was the mild weather that comes for a time in October whenCantantowit blesses the land from his home in the southwest with richcolors plaintive perfumes of decay soft airs and tender lights a timefor peace but the garrison at the fort realized that the situation wasprecarious The Shawnees had camped about them and the air was filledwith the neighing of their ponies and the barking of their dogs To letthem into the fort was to invite massacre to keep them out after theyhad been summoned was to declare warColonel George Rogers Clarke of Virginia who was in command scoffed atthe fears of his men and would not give ear to their appeals for anadjournment of the meeting or a change of the place of it At theappointed hour the doors were opened and the Indians came in The pipe ofpeace was smoked in the usual form but the red men were sullen andinsolent and seemed to be seeking a cause of quarrel Clarke explainedthat the whites desired only peace and he asked the wise men to speakfor their tribe A stalwart chief arose glanced contemptuously at theofficer and his little guard and striding to the table where Clarke wasseated threw upon it two girdles of wampumthe peacebelt and thewarbelt We offer you these belts he said You know what they meanTake which you likeIt was a deliberate insult and defiance Both sides knew it and many ofthe men held their breath Clarke carelessly picked up the warbelt onthe point of his cane and flung it among the assembled chiefs Every manin the room sprang to his feet and clutched his weapon Then with asternness that was almost ferocious Clarke pointed to the door with animperative action and cried Dogs you may goThe Indians were foiled in their ill intent by his selfpossession andseeming confidence which made them believe that he had forces in thevicinity that they were not prepared to meet They had already had abitter experience of his strength and craft and in the fear that a traphad been set for them they fled tumultuously The treaty was ratifiedsoon afterTHE OBSTINACY OF SAINT CLAIRWhen the new First Regiment of United States Infantry paused at MariettaOhio on its way to garrison Vincennes its officers made a gay littlecourt there for a time The young Major Hamtramckcontemptuously calledby the Indians the frog on horseback because of his roundshouldersfound especial pleasure in the society of Marianne Navarrewho was a guest at the house of General Arthur St Clair but the oldgeneral viewed this predilection with disfavor because he had hoped thathis own daughter would make a match with the major But Louisa longed forthe freedom of the woods She was a horsewoman and a hunter and she hada sentimental fondness for IndiansWhen Joseph Brandt Thayendanegea camped with his dreaded band near thetown it was she whowithout her fathers knowledge and in the disguiseof an Indian girltook the message that had been entrusted to a soldierasking the tribe to send delegates to a peace council at the fort Louisaand Brandt had met in Philadelphia some years before when both werestudents in that city and he was rejoiced to meet her again for he hadmade no secret of his liking for her and in view,31
+Produced by Dagny John BickersDECEMBER LOVEBy Robert HichensDECEMBER LOVEBy Robert HichensPART ONECHAPTER IAlick Craven who was something in the Foreign Office had been livingin London except for an interval of military service during thewar for several years and had plenty of interesting friends andacquaintances when one autumn day in a club Frances Braybrooke whoknew everybody sat down beside him and began as his way was talkingof people Braybrooke talked well and was an exceedingly agreeable manbut he seldom discussed ideas His main interest lay in the doings ofthe human race the human animal to use a favorite phrase of his inwhat the human race was up to People were his delight He could notlive away from the centre of their activities He was never tiredof meeting new faces and would go to endless trouble to bring aninteresting personality within the circle of his acquaintance Cravenscomparative indifference about society his laziness in social matterswas a perpetual cause of surprise to Braybrooke who nevertheless wasalways ready to do Craven a good turn whether he wanted it done to himor not Indeed Craven was indebted to his kind old friend for variousintroductions which had led to pleasant times and for these he wasquite grateful Braybrooke was much older than most people though heseldom looked it and decades older than Craven and he had a genial wayof taking those younger than himself in charge always with a view totheir social advancement He was a very ancient hand at the socialgame he loved to play it and he wanted as many as possible to joinin provided of course that they were suitable for such a purposePerhaps he slightly resembled the worlds governess as a witty womanhad once called him But he was really a capital fellow and a mine ofworldly wisdomOn the occasion in question after chatting for about an hour hehappened to mention Lady SellingworthAdela Sellingworth as hecalled her Craven did not know her and said so in the simplest wayI dont know Lady SellingworthBraybrooke sat for a moment in silence looking at Craven over hiscarefully trimmed grey and brown beardHow very strange he said at lastWhy is it strangeAll these years in London and not know Adela SellingworthI know about her of course I know she was a famous beauty when KingEdward was Prince of Wales and was tremendously prominent in societyafter he came to the throne But I have never seen her about since Ihave been settled in London To tell the honest truth I thought LadySellingworth was what is called a back numberAdela Sellingworth a back numberBraybrooke bristled gently and caught his beardpoint with hisbroadfingered right hand His small observant hazel eyes rebukedCraven mildly and he slightly shook his head covered with thickcrinkly and carefully brushed hairWellbut Craven protested But surely she long ago retired from thefray Isnt she over sixtyShe is about sixty But that is nothing nowadaysNo doubt she had a terrific careerTerrific What do you mean exactly by terrificWhy that she was what used to be called a professional beauty asocial ruler immensely distinguished and smart and all that sort ofthing But I understood that she suddenly gave it all up I remembersomeone telling me that she abdicated and that those who knew her bestwere most surprised about itA woman told you that no doubtYes I think it was a womanAnything elseIf I remember rightly she said that Lady Sellingworth was the verylast woman one had expected to do such a thing that she was one of theold guard whose motto is never give up that she went on expectingand tacitly demanding the love and admiration which most men only givewith sincerity to young women long after she was no more young and hadbegun to lose her looks Perhaps it was all liesNo no There is something in itHe looked meditativeIt certainly was a sudden business he presently added I have oftenthought so It came about after her return from Paris some ten yearsagothat time when her jewels were stolenWere they said CravenWere theyBraybrookes tone just then really did rather suggest the worldsgovernessMy dear fellowyes they were to the tune of about fifty thousandpoundsWhat a dreadful business Did she get them backNo She never even tried to But of course it came out eventuallyIt seems to me that everything anyone wishes to hide does come outeventually in London said Craven with perhaps rather youthfulcynicism But surely Lady Sellingworth must have wanted to get herjewels back What can have induced her to be silent about such a lossIts a mystery I have wondered whyoften said Braybrooke gentlystroking his beardHe even slightly wrinkled his forehead until he remembered that suchan indulgence is apt to lead to permanent lines whereupon he abruptlybecame as smooth as a baby and addedShe must have had a tremendous reason But Im not aware that anyoneknows what it is unless he paused meditatively I have sometimessuspected that perhaps Seymour PortmanSir Seymour the generalYes He knows her better than anyone else does He cared for her whenshe was a girl through both her marriages and cares for her just asmuch still I believeHow were her jewels stolen Craven askedBraybrooke had roused his interest A woman who lost jewels worth fiftythousand pounds and made no effort to get them back must surely be anextraordinary creatureThey were stolen in Paris at the Gare du Nord out of a firstclasscompartment reserved for Adela Sellingworth That much came out throughher maidAnd nothing was doneI believe not Adela Sellingworth is said to have behaved mostfatalistically when the story came out She said the jewels weregone long ago and there was an end of it and that she couldnt bebotheredBotheredabout such a lossAnd whats more she got rid of the maidVery oddIt was Very odd Her abdication also was very odd and abrupt Shechanged her way of living gave up society let her hair go whiteallowed her face to do whatever it chose and in fact became very muchwhat she is nowthe most charming _old_ woman in LondonOh is she charmingIs she charmingBraybrooke,13
+THE BLACK EXPERIENCE IN AMERICAPublished electronically by its author Norman Coombs and ProjectGutenbergC 1993 by Norman CoombsThis text is claimed under copyright to protect its integrity andtherefore you are required to pass it on intact but you may make changesto your own copy  This text may be shared in whole or in part so long asthis header is included  It may be quoted freely so long as itsauthorship is properly credited  As the book is out of print the authorhas chosen to make it freely availableWe want to know of any mistakes you find so we can correct them in texteditions to come  Send corrections to Norman Coombs  His emailaddresses areNRCGSHRITVAXBITNET or internet NRCGSHRITVAXISCRITEDUNeither Prof Hart nor Project Gutenberg nor Norman Coombs has anyofficial connection with the University of IllinoisThis text is based on the original publicationTHE BLACK EXPERIENCE IN AMERICAThe Immigrant Heritage of AmericaBy Norman CoombsPublisher Twayne c 1972Contents  Preface  Acknowledgments  Introduction omitted from electronic versionPART ONE   From Freedom to Slavery  1 African Origins       The Human Cradle       West African Empires       The Culture of West Africa  2 The Human Market       The Slave Trade       Caribbean Interlude  3 Slavery As Capitalism       The Shape of American Slavery       North American and South American Slavery       Slavery and the Formation of Character       Slave Response  4 All Men Are Created Equal       Slavery and the American Revolution       Slave Insurrections       Growing RacismPart Two  Emancipation without Freedom  5 A Nation Divided       Black Moderates and Militants       White Liberals       Growth of Extremism  6 From Slavery to Segregation       Blue Gray and Black       Reconstruction and Its Failure       The New Racism  7 Racism and Democracy       Fighting Jim Crow       Making the World Safe for Democracy       Urban Riots       The Klan RevivalPart Three The Search For Equality  8 The Crisis of Leadership       The Debate Over Means and Ends       Booker T Washington The Trumpet of Conciliation       W E B DuBois The Trumpet of Confrontation       Marcus Garvey The Trumpet of Pride       A Philip Randolph The Trumpet of Mobilization  9 The New Negro       Immigration and Migration       Harlem The Promised Land       The Negro Renaissance       Black Nationalism 10 Fighting Racism at Home and Abroad       Hard Times Again       The Second World War       The US and the UN 11 Civil Rights and Civil Disobedience       Schools and Courts       The Civil Rights Movement 12 The Black Revolt       Civil Disorders       Black Power     Epilogue     Notes and References omitted from electronic version     Bibliography omitted from electronic version     Index omitted from electronic versionPrefaceDuring the last several years the study of American history has turned anew direction  Previously it emphasized how the various immigrantgroups in America shed their divergent heritages and amalgamated into anew nationality More recently scholars and laymen alike have becomemore sensitive to the ways in which these newcomers have kept aspectsfrom their past alive and there is a new awareness of the degree towhich ethnicity continues as a force within AmericaMost of the original settlers were British Protestant and white Manyof the later arrivals differed from them in one or more ways Historybooks usually depicted these new waves of immigrants as assimilatingalmost fully into American society  However recent writings have putmore stress on the ethnic diversities which remain and on the richvariety of contributions which were made to the American scene by eachnew nationalityThis volume depicts the immigrants from Africa as one among the manyelements which created presentday America On the one hand they differfrom the other minorities because they came involuntarily suffered thecruelties of slavery and were of another color All of this made theirexperience unique On the other hand they shared much in common with theother minorities many of whom also felt like aliens in their new landThroughout most of American history political power has been heldtightly by the white AngloSaxon Protestant majority  Historicalpresentations which stressed the political component thereby tended toleave the later immigrants in the background  However because thesenewcomers did not assimilate fully into the mainstream of America theymaintained some of their ethnic identity and made fresh and uniquecontributions to American life  A sociocultural approach to historythrough highlighting society and culture rather than politics bringsthese minorities into proper focusThis study of AfroAmericans seeks to describe the character and culturewhich they produced for themselves in America It also points to the manyimportant contributions which they have made to American cultural lifeThe spotlight is on what they felt and thought on the attitudes theydeveloped and on their increasingly vocal protests against the unfairtreatment which they believed was directed at themBesides taking a sociocultural approach to the subject this,4
+Produced by Dagny and John Bickers                               VAUTRIN                         A DRAMA IN FIVE ACTS                                  BY                           HONORE DE BALZAC                Presented for the first time at the                 PorteSaintMartin Theatre Paris                           March 14 1840                           AUTHORS PREFACEIt is difficult for the playwright to put himself five days after thefirst presentation of his piece in the situation in which he felthimself on the morning after the event but it is still more difficultto write a preface to _Vautrin_ to which every one has written hisown The single utterance of the author will infallibly prove inferiorto so vast a number of divergent expressions The report of a cannonis never so effective as a display of fireworksMust the author explain his work Its only possible commentator is MFrederick LemaitreMust he complain of the injunction which delayed the presentation ofhis play That would be to betray ignorance of his time and countryPetty tyranny is the besetting sin of constitutional governments itis thus they are disloyal to themselves and on the other hand whoare so cruel as the weak The present government is a spoilt childand does what it likes excepting that it fails to secure the publicweal or the public voteMust he proceed to prove that _Vautrin_ is as innocent a work as adrama of Berquins To inquire into the morality or immorality of thestage would imply servile submission to the stupid Prudhommes whobring the matter in questionShall he attack the newspapers He could do no more than declare thatthey have verified by their conduct all he ever said about themYet in the midst of the disaster which the energy of government hascaused but which the slightest sagacity in the world might haveprevented the author has found some compensation in the testimony ofpublic sympathy which has been given him M Victor Hugo amongothers has shown himself as steadfast in friendship as he ispreeminent in poetry and the present writer has the greaterhappiness in publishing the good will of M Hugo inasmuch as theenemies of that distinguished man have no hesitation in blackening hischaracterLet me conclude by saying that _Vautrin_ is two months old and in therush of Parisian life a novelty of two months has survived a couple ofcenturies The real preface to _Vautrin_ will be found in the play_RichardCoeurdEponge_ which the administration permits to beacted in order to save the prolific stage of PorteSaintMartin frombeing overrun by children A play never enacted or printedPARIS May 1 1840                         PERSONS OF THE PLAYJacques Collin known as VautrinThe Duc de MontsorelThe Marquis Albert de Montsorel son to MontsorelRaoul de FrascasCharles Blondet known as the Chevalier de SaintCharlesFrancois Cadet known as the PhilosopherFildeSoieButeuxPhilippe Boulard known as LafourailleA Police OfficerJoseph Bonnet footman to the Duchesse de MontsorelThe Duchesse de Montsorel Louise de VaudreyMademoiselle de Vaudrey aunt to the Duchesse de MontsorelThe Duchesse de ChristovalInez de Christoval Princesse DArjosFelicite maid to the Duchesse de MontsorelServants Gendarmes Detectives and othersSCENE ParisTIME 1816 after the second return of the Bourbons                               VAUTRIN                                ACT ISCENE FIRSTA room in the house of the Duc de MontsorelThe Duchesse de Montsorel and Mademoiselle de VaudreyThe DuchessAh So you have been waiting for me How very good of youMademoiselle de VaudreyWhat is the matter Louise This is the first time in the twelve yearsof our mutual mourning that I have seen you cheerful Knowing you asI do it makes me alarmedThe DuchessI cannot help showing my unhappiness and you who have shared all mysorrows alone can understand my rapture at the faintest gleam ofhopeMademoiselle de VaudreyHave you come upon any traces of your lost sonThe DuchessHe is foundMademoiselle de VaudreyImpossible When you find out your error it will add to your anguishThe DuchessA child who is dead has but a tomb in the heart of his mother but thechild who has been stolen is still living in that heart dear auntMademoiselle de VaudreySuppose you were overheardThe DuchessI should not care I am setting out on a new life and I feel strongenough to resist even the tyranny of De MontsorelMademoiselle de VaudreyAfter twentytwo years of mourning what possible occurrence can giveyou ground for hopeThe DuchessI have much more than hope After the kings reception I went to theSpanish ambassadors where I was introduced to Madame de ChristovalThere I saw a young man who resembled me and had my voice Do you seewhat I mean If I came home late it was because,13
+Produced by Jo Churcher  HTML version by Al HainesTHE PRINCESS AND THE GOBLINbyGEORGE MACDONALDCONTENTS   1  Why the Princess Has a Story About Her   2  The Princess Loses Herself   3  The Princess andWe Shall See Who   4  What the Nurse Thought of It   5  The Princess Lets Well Alone   6  The Little Miner   7  The Mines   8  The Goblins   9  The Hall of the Goblin Palace  10  The Princesss KingPapa  11  The Old Ladys Bedroom  12  A Short Chapter About Curdie  13  The Cobs Creatures  14  That Night Week  15  Woven and then Spun  16  The Ring  17  Springtime  18  Curdies Clue  19  Goblin Counsels  20  Irenes Clue  21  The Escape  22  The Old Lady and Curdie  23  Curdie and His Mother  24  Irene Behaves Like a Princess  25  Curdie Comes to Grief  26  The GoblinMiners  27  The Goblins in the Kings House  28  Curdies Guide  29  Masonwork  30  The King and the Kiss  31  The Subterranean Waters  32  The Last ChapterCHAPTER 1Why the Princess Has a Story About HerThere was once a little princess whose father was king over a greatcountry full of mountains and valleys  His palace was built upon oneof the mountains and was very grand and beautiful  The princesswhose name was Irene was born there but she was sent soon after herbirth because her mother was not very strong to be brought up bycountry people in a large house half castle half farmhouse on theside of another mountain about halfway between its base and its peakThe princess was a sweet little creature and at the time my storybegins was about eight years old I think but she got older very fastHer face was fair and pretty with eyes like two bits of night skyeach with a star dissolved in the blue  Those eyes you would havethought must have known they came from there so often were they turnedup in that direction  The ceiling of her nursery was blue with starsin it as like the sky as they could make it But I doubt if ever shesaw the real sky with the stars in it for a reason which I had bettermention at onceThese mountains were full of hollow places underneath huge cavernsand winding ways some with water running through them and someshining with all colours of the rainbow when a light was taken inThere would not have been much known about them had there not beenmines there great deep pits with long galleries and passages runningoff from them which had been dug to get at the ore of which themountains were full  In the course of digging the miners came uponmany of these natural caverns  A few of them had faroff openings outon the side of a mountain or into a ravineNow in these subterranean caverns lived a strange race of beingscalled by some gnomes by some kobolds by some goblins  There was alegend current in the country that at one time they lived above groundand were very like other people  But for some reason or otherconcerning which there were different legendary theories the king hadlaid what they thought too severe taxes upon them or had requiredobservances of them they did not like or had begun to treat them withmore severity in some way or other and impose stricter laws and theconsequence was that they had all disappeared from the face of thecountry  According to the legend however instead of going to someother country they had all taken refuge in the subterranean cavernswhence they never came out but at night and then seldom showedthemselves in any numbers and never to many people at once  It wasonly in the least frequented and most difficult parts of the mountainsthat they were said to gather even at night in the open air  Those whohad caught sight of any of them said that they had greatly altered inthe course of generations and no wonder seeing they lived away fromthe sun in cold and wet and dark places  They were now notordinarily ugly but either absolutely hideous or ludicrouslygrotesque both in face and form  There was no invention they said ofthe most lawless imagination expressed by pen or pencil that couldsurpass the extravagance of their appearance  But I suspect those whosaid so had mistaken some of their animal companions for the goblinsthemselvesof which more by and by  The goblins themselves were notso far removed from the human as such a description would imply  Andas they grew misshapen in body they had grown in knowledge andcleverness and now were able to do things no mortal could see thepossibility of  But as they grew in cunning they grew in mischiefand their great delight was in every way they could think of to annoythe people who lived in the openair storey above them  They hadenough of affection left for each other to preserve them from beingabsolutely cruel for crueltys sake to those that came in their waybut still they so heartily cherished the ancestral grudge against thosewho occupied their former possessions and especially against thedescendants of the king who had caused their expulsion that theysought every opportunity of tormenting them in ways that were as odd astheir inventors and although dwarfed and misshapen they had strengthequal to their cunning  In the process of time they had got a king anda government of their own whose chief business beyond their ownsimple affairs was to devise trouble for their neighbours  It willnow be pretty evident why the little princess had never seen the,13
+Produced by Bruce W MillerTHE PILGRIMS PROGRESS IN WORDS OF ONE SYLLABLEby Mary GodolphinAUTHORS PREFACEIn offering to the public another volume on my plan of reducing populartales into words of One Syllable exclusively I wish it to be clearlyunderstood that it is intended for Adult Beginners no less than forChildren There is a large class of persons who do not begin to acquirethe art of reading till somewhat late in life and it is for such that Ithink a book of this Character is peculiarly applicableIt may be objected that my system involves the use of words whichthough short are difficult to understand and might be made moreintelligible in polysyllabic language But I have endeavored as far aspossible to avoid hard and technical expressions and I cannot butthink that the mere fact of the brevity of the words must be a greatattraction to beginners of all ages By this method the labor ofdividing and accentuating words is avoided a difficulty which pupilswho have only attained to the knowledge of monosyllables cannot conquerby independent effortI take this opportunity of acknowledging the great favor with which myprevious books of the same character have been received and I am gladto hear that they have been found useful as Prizes in SchoolsI have thought it necessary to retain all the names of Persons andPlaces in their original form but this is the only exception to mygeneral rulePILGRIMS PROGRESSPART IAs I went through the wild waste of this world I came to a place wherethere was a den and I lay down in it to sleep While I slept I had adream and lo I saw a man whose clothes were in rags and he stood withhis face from his own house with a book in his hand and a great loadon his back I saw him read from the leaves of a book and as he readhe wept and shook with fear and at length he broke out with a loud cryand said What shall I do to save my soulSo in this plight he went home and as long as he could he held hispeace that his wife and babes should not see his grief But at lengthhe told them his mind and thus he spoke O my dear wife and you mybabes I your dear friend am full of woe for a load lies hard on meand more than this I have been told that our town will be burnt withfire in which I you my wife and you my sweet babes shall be lost ifmeans be not found to save usThis sad tale struck all who heard him with awe not that they thoughtwhat he said to them was true but that they had fears that some weightmust be on his mind so as night now drew near they were in hopes thatsleep might soothe his brain and with all haste they got him to bedWhen the morn broke they sought to know how he did He told them Worseand worse and he set to talk once more in the same strain as he haddone but they took no heed of it By and by to drive off his fit theyspoke harsh words to him at times they would laugh at times they wouldchide and then set him at nought So he went to his room to pray forthem as well as to nurse his own grief He would go too into thewoods to read and muse and thus for some weeks he spent his timeNow I saw in my dream that one day as he took his walk in the fieldswith his book in his hand he gave a groanfor he felt as if a cloudwere on his souland he burst out as he was wont to do and said Whowill save me I saw too that he gave wild looks this way and that asif he would rush off yet he stood still for he could not tell whichway to go At last a man whose name was Evangelist came up to him andsaid Why dost thou weepHe said Sir I see by this book in my hand that I am to die and thatthen God will judge me Now I dread to dieEvangelistWhy do you fear to die since this life is fraught withwoeThe man said I fear lest a hard doom should wait me and that this loadon my back will make me sink down till at last I shall find I am inTophetIf this be your case said Evangelist why do you stand stillBut the man said I know not where to goThen he gave him a scroll with these words on it Fly from the wrath tocomeWhen the man read it he said Which way must I flyEvangelist held out his hand to point to a gate in the wide field andsaid Do you see the Wicket GateThe man said NoDo you see that lightHe then said I think I doKeep that light in your eye quoth Evangelist and go straight up to itso shall you see the gate at which when you knock it shall be toldyou what you are to doThen I saw in my dream that Christianfor that was his nameset off torunNow he had not gone far from his own door when his wife and young oneswho saw him gave a loud wail to beg of him to come back but the manput his hands to his ears and ran on with a cry of Life Life Thefriends of his wife too came out to see him run and as he went somewere heard to mock him some to use threats and there were two who setoff to fetch him back by force the names of whom were Obstinate andPliable Now by this time the man had gone a good way off but at lastthey came up to himThen said Christian Friends why are you comeTo bid you go back with us said theyBut quoth he that can by no means,50
+Produced by Sue AsscherTHE LIFE OFCAPTAIN MATTHEW FLINDERS RNBYERNEST SCOTTPROFESSOR OF HISTORY IN THE UNIVERSITY OF MELBOURNEAUTHOR OF TERRE NAPOLEON AND LIFE OF LAPEROUSEWITH PORTRAITS MAPS AND FACSIMILESSYDNEYANGUS  ROBERTSON LTD89 CASTLEREAGH STREET1914PREFACEThe subject of this book died one hundred years ago Within his fortyyears of life he discovered a very large area of what is now animportant region of the earth he participated in stirring events whichare memorable in modern history he applied a vigorous and original mindto the advancement of knowledge with useful results and he was thevictim of circumstances which however stated were peculiarlyunfortunate and must evoke the sympathy of everyone who takes thetrouble to understand them His career was crowded with adventures warperilous voyages explorations of unknown coasts encounters withsavages shipwreck and imprisonment are the elements which go to make uphis story He was withal a downright Englishman of exceptionally highcharacter proud of his service and unsparing of himself in the pursuitof his dutyYet up to this time his biography has not been written There are it istrue outlines of his career in various works of reference notably thatcontributed by Sir JK Laughton to the Dictionary of National BiographyBut there is no book to which a reader can turn for a fairly full accountof his achievements and an estimate of his personality Of alldiscoverers of leading rank Matthew Flinders is the only one about whomthere is no ample and convenient recordThis book endeavours to fill the gapThe material upon which it is founded is set forth in the footnotes andthe bibliography Here the author takes pleasure in acknowledging theassistance he has received from several quarters A previous book broughthim the acquaintance of the grandnephew of that Comte de Fleurieu wholargely inspired three famous French voyages to Australiathose ofLaperouse Dentrecasteaux and Baudinall of which have an importantbearing upon the subject The Comte A de Fleurieu had long been engagedin collecting material relative to the work and influence of hisdistinguished granduncle and in the most generous manner he handed overto the author his very large collection of manuscripts and notebooks tobe read noted and used at discretion Even when a historian does notactually quote or directly use matter bearing upon his subject it is ofimmense advantage to have access to documents which throw light upon itand which enable an inandout knowledge of a period and persons to beobtained This book owes much of whatever value it may possess tomonsieur de Fleurieus assistance in this respect and the author thankshim most warmlyThe Flinders papers of which free use has been made were presented tothe Melbourne Public Library by Professor WM Flinders Petrie They aredescribed in the bibliography The transcripts of family and personaldocuments were especially valuable Although they were not supplied forthis book Professor Flinders Petrie gave them in order that they mightbe of use to some biographer of his grandfather and the author begs tothank him and also Mr E La Touche Armstrong the chief librarian inwhose custody they are and who has given frequent access to themThe rich stores of manuscripts in the Mitchell Library Sydney have beenthoroughly examined with the assistance of Mr WH Ifould principallibrarian Mr Hugh Wright and the staff of that institution Help fromthis quarter was accorded with such grace that one came to think givingtrouble was almost like conferring a favourAll copies of documents from Paris and Caen cited in this book have beenmade by Madame Robert Helouis The author was able to indicate thewhereabouts of the principal papers but Madame Helouis developing aninterest in the subject as she pursued her task was enabled owing toher extensive knowledge of the resources of the French archives to findand transcribe many new and valuable papers The author also wishes tothank Captain Francis Bayldon of Sydney who has kindly given help onseveral technical points Miss Alma Hansen University of Melbourne whowas generous enough to make a study of the Dutch Generale Beschrijvingevan Indienno light taskto verify a point of some importance for thepurpose of the chapter on The Naming of Australia and Mr EAPetherick whose manuscript bibliography containing an immense quantityof material the fruit of a long lifes labour has always beencheerfully made availableProfessor Flinders Petrie has been kind enough to read and make someuseful suggestions upon the personal and family passages of the bookwhich has consequently benefited greatlyThe whole work has been read through by Mr AW Jose author of TheHistory of Australasia whose criticism on a multitude of points someminute but all important has been of the utmost value The help givenby Mr Jose has been more than friendly it has been informed by a keenenthusiasm for the subject and great knowledge of the originalauthorities The authors obligations to him are gratefully acknowledgedIt is hoped that these pages will enable the reader to know MatthewFlinders the man as well as the navigator for the study of themanuscript and printed material about him has convinced the author thathe was not only remarkable for what he did and endured but for his ownsake as an Englishman of the very best typeMelbourne June 1914CONTENTSCHAPTER 1 BIRTH AND ORIGINSPlace of Flinders among Australian navigatorsBirthFlemish originsPedigreeConnection with the TennysonsPossible relationship with BassFlinders fatherDoningtonCHAPTER 2 AT SCHOOL AND AT SEAEducationRobinson CrusoeAspirations for a naval careerHis fathers wishJohn Flinders adviceStudy of navigationIntroduction to PasleyLieutenants servantMidshipman on the BellerophonBligh and the Bounty mutinyCHAPTER 3 A VOYAGE UNDER BLIGHThe second breadfruit expeditionFlinders in the ProvidenceNotes from Santa CruzAt the CapeTahitiIn Torres StraitEncounter with PapuansReturn to EnglandCHAPTER 4 THE BATTLE OFF BRESTThe naval war with FranceThe battle of June 1st 1794Flinders as gunnerPasley woundedFlinders journal of the engagementEffect of Pasleys wound on the career of FlindersCHAPTER 5 AUSTRALIAN GEOGRAPHY BEFORE FLINDERSThe predecessors of FlindersHow Australia grew on the mapMediaeval controversies on antipodesPeriod of vague speculationSixteenth century mapsThe Dutch voyagersThe Batavia on the Abrolhos ReefThe Duyfhen in the GulfTorresThe three periods of Australian maritime discoveryGeographers and their views of AustraliaThe theory of the dividing straitCook and FurneauxThe untraced southern coastCHAPTER 6 THE RELIANCE AND THE TOM THUMBGovernor HunterCaptain WaterhouseFlinders passion for exploring new countriesJoins,35
+Produced by Freethought ArchivesGOOD SENSE WITHOUT GODORFREETHOUGHTS OPPOSED TO SUPERNATURAL IDEASBy Baron DholbachFreethinkers Library SeriesLondon W Stewart  CoA Translation Of Baron Dholbachs Le Bon SensTranscribers note this etext is based on an undated English translationof Le Bon Sens published c 1900 The name of the translator was notstated     _Atheism_ leaves men to Sense to Philosophy to Laws to     Reputation all which may be guides to moral Virtue tho     Religion were not but Superstition dismounts all these and     erects an absolute Monarchy in the Minds of Men  Therefore     Atheism did never perturb States but Superstition hath been     the confusion of many  The causes of Superstition are     pleasing and sensual rights and Ceremonies Excess of     Pharisaical and outside holiness Reverence to Traditions     and the stratagems of Prelates for their own Ambition and     Lucre_Lord Bacon_CONTENTS1 APOLOGUE2 What is Theology3 What is Theology4 Man is not born with any ideas of Religion5 It is not necessary to believe in a God6 Religion is founded on credulity7 All religion is an absurdity8 The idea of God is impossible9 On the Origin of Superstition10 On the Origin of all Religion11 Religious fears expose men to become a prey to imposters12 Religion seduces ignorance by the aid of the marvellous13 Religion seduces ignorance by the aid of the marvellous14 No Religion if not ages of Stupidity and Barbarism15 All Religion was produced by the desire of domination16 What serves as a basis to Religion is most uncertain17 It is impossible to be convinced of the existence of a God18 It is impossible to be convinced of the existence of a God19 The existence of God is not proved20 It explains nothing to say that God is a spirit21 Spirituality is an absurdity22 Whatever exists is derived from Matter23 What is the metaphysical God of modern Theology24 Less unreasonable to adore the Sun than adore a spiritual Deity25 A spiritual Deity is incapable of volition and action26 What is God27 Some remarkable Contradictions in Theology28 To adore God is to adore a fiction29 Atheism is authorised by the infinity of God30 Believing not safer than not believing in God31 Belief in God is a habit acquired in infancy32 Belief in God is a prejudice ov successive generations33 On the Origin of Prejudices34 On the effects of Prejudices35 Theology must be instilled before the age of reason36 The wonders of nature do not prove the existence of God37 Nature may be explained by natural causes38 Nature may be explained by natural causes39 The world has never been created Matter moves of itself40 The world has never been created Matter moves of itself41 Motion is essential to Matter no Spiritual Mover42 The existence of Man does not prove the existence of God43 Neither Man nor the Universe are the effects of chance44 Order of the Universe does not prove the existence of a God45 Order of the Universe does not prove the existence of a God46 Absurd to adore a divine intelligence47 Qualities given God contrary to the Essence attributed to him48 Qualities given God contrary to the Essence attributed to him49 Absurd to say that the human race is the object of the Universe50 God is not made for Man nor Man for God51 Untrue that the object of the Universe was to render Man happy52 What is called Providence is a word without meaning53 This pretended Providence is the enemy of Man54 The world is not governed by an intelligent being55 God cannot be considered immutable56 Good and evil are the necessary effects of natural causes57 The consolations of Theology and paradise are imaginary58 Another romantic reverie59 Vain that Theology attempts to clear its God from human defects60 Impossible to believe God is of infinite goodness and power61 Impossible to believe God is of infinite goodness and power62 Theologys God a monster of absurdity and injustice63 All Religion inspires contemptible fears64 Religion the same as the most somber and servile Superstition65 The love of God is impossible66 An eternally tormenting God is a most detestable being67 Theology is a tissue of palpable contradictions68 The pretended works of God do not prove Divine Perfections69 The perfection of God and the pretended creation of angels70 Theology preaches Omnipotence of its God yet makes impotent71 Per all religious systems God is capricious and foolish72 It is absurd to say that Evil does not proceed from God73 The foreknowledge of God proves his cruelty74 Absurdity of the stories concerning Original Sin and Satan75 The Devil like Religion was invented to enrich the priests76 God has no right to punish man77 It is absurd to say that the conduct of God a mystery78 Ought we look for consolation from the author of our misery79 God who punishes the faults which he might have prevented80 What is called Free Will is an absurdity81 But we must not conclude that Society has no right to punish82 Refutation of the arguments in favour of Free Will83 Refutation of the arguments in favour of Free Will84 God if there were a God would not be free85 According to Theology man is not free a single instant86 There is no evil and no sin but must be attributed to God87 The prayers prove dissatisfaction of the divine will88 Absurd to imagine repair of misfortune in another world89 Theology justifies the evil permitted by its God90 Jehovah exterminations prove an unjust and barbarous God91 Is God a generous equitable and tender father92 Mans life deposes against goodness of a pretended God93 We owe no gratitude to what is called _Providence_94 It is folly to suppose that Man is the favourite of God95 A comparison between Man and brutes96 There are no animals so detestable as Tyrants97 A refutation of the excellence of Man98 An oriental Tale99,3
+Produced by Dagny and John Bickers                       THE RESOURCES OF QUINOLA                 A COMEDY IN A PROLOGUE AND FIVE ACTS                                  BY                           HONORE DE BALZAC  First Presented at the Theatre de lOdeon Paris March 19 1842                           AUTHORS PREFACEHad the author of the following play written it merely for the purposeof winning for it the universal praise which the journals havelavished upon his romances and which perhaps transcended theirmerits _The Resources of Quinola_ would still have been an excellentliterary speculation but when he sees himself the object of so muchpraise and so much condemnation he has come to the conclusion that itis much more difficult to make successfully a first venture on thestage than in the field of mere literature and he has armed himselfaccordingly with courage both for the present and for the futureThe day will come when the piece will be employed by critics as abattering ram to demolish some piece at its first representation justas they have employed all his novels and even his play entitled_Vautrin_ to demolish _The Resources of Quinola_However tranquil may be his mood of resignation the author cannotrefrain from making here two suggestive observationsNot one among fifty feuilleton writers has failed to treat as a fableinvented by the author the historic fact upon which is founded thepresent playLong before M Arago mentioned this incident in his history of steampublished in the _Annuaire du Bureau des Longitudes_ the author towhom the incident was known had guessed in imagination the greatdrama that must have led up to that final act of despair thecatastrophe which necessarily ended the career of the unknowninventor who in the middle of the sixteenth century built a shipthat moved by steam in the harbor of Barcelona and then scuttled itwith his own hands in the presence of two hundred thousand spectatorsThis observation is sufficient answer to the derision which has beenflung upon what was supposed to be the authors hypothesis as to theinvention of steam locomotion before the time of the Marquis ofWorcester Salomon de Caus and PapinThe second observation relates to the strange manner in which almostall the critics have mistaken the character of Lavradi one of thepersonages in this comedy which they have stigmatized as a hideouscreation Any one who reads the piece of which no critic has given anexact analysis will see that Lavradi sentenced to be transported forten years to the _presides_ comes to ask pardon of the king Everyone knows how freely the severest penalties were in the sixteenthcentury measured out for the lightest offences and how warmly valetsin a predicament such as Quinolas were welcomed by the spectators inthe antique theatresMany volumes might be filled with the laments of feuilletonists whofor nearly twenty years have called for comedies in the ItalianSpanish or English style An attempt has been made to produce one andthe critics would rather eat their own words than miss the opportunityof choking off the man who has been bold enough to venture upon apathway of such fertile promise whose very antiquity lends to it inthese days the charm of noveltyNor must we forget to mention to the disgrace of our age the howl ofdisapprobation which greeted the title Duke of Neptunado selectedby Philip II for the inventor a howl in which educated readers willrefuse to join but which was so overwhelming at the presentation ofthe piece that after its first utterance the actors omitted the termduring the remainder of the evening This howl was raised by anaudience of spectators who read in the newspapers every morning thetitle of the Duke of Vittoria given to Espartero and who must haveheard of the title Prince of Paz given to the last favorite of thelast but one of the kings of Spain How could such ignorance as thishave been anticipated Who does not know that the majority of Spanishtitles especially in the time of Charles V and Philip II refer tocircumstances under which they were originally grantedAn admiral took that of _TransportReal_ from the fact that thedauphin sailed with him to ItalyNavarro was given the title _La Vittoria_ after the seafight ofToulon though the issue of the conflict was indecisiveThese examples and as many others are outdone by that of the famousfinance minister a parvenu broker who chose to be entitled theMarquis Insignificant lEnsenadaIn producing a work constructed with all the dramatic irregularity ofthe early French and Spanish stage the author has made an experimentwhich had been called for by the suffrages of more than one organ ofpublic opinion as well as of all the firstnighters of Paris Hewished to meet the genuine public and to have his piece represented ina house filled with a paying audience The unsatisfactory result ofthis ordeal was so plainly pointed out by the whole press that theindispensability of _claqueurs_ has been now forever establishedThe author had been confronted by the following dilemma as stated bythose experienced in such matters If he introduced into the theatretwelve hundred dead heads the success secured by their applausewould undoubtedly be questioned If twelve hundred paying spectatorswere present the success of the piece was almost out of the questionThe author chose to run the risk of the latter alternative Such isthe history of this first representation where so many peopleappeared to be made so uncomfortable by their elevation to the dignityof independent judgesThe author,13
+Produced by Jeffrey KrausyaoTHE MASTER OF SILENCEA ROMANCEFiction Fact and Fancy SeriesEdited by Arthur StedmanBy Irving BachellerNew York Charles L Webster  Co 1892THE MASTER OF SILENCECHAPTER INear the end of my fourteenth year I was apprenticed to Valentine King Co cotton importers Liverpool as a pair of legs My fatherhad died suddenly leaving me and his property in the possession of mystepmother and my guardian It was in deference to their urgent advicethat I left my home in London with little reluctance since my lifethere had never been happy to study the art of moneymaking Onarriving at the scene of my expected triumphs I was assigned to thesomewhat humble position of errand boy In common with other boys whoperformed a like service for the firm I was known as a pair of legsLodgings of a rather modest character had been secured for me in thewestern outskirts of the city near the banks of the Mersey I was slowto make friends and my evenings were spent in the perusal of some storybooks which I had brought with me from London One night not longafter the beginning of my new life in Liverpool I was lying in bedlistening to the wind and rain beating over the housetops and drivingagainst the windows when suddenly there came a loud rap at my doorWhos there I demanded starting out of bedAs I heard no answer I repeated my inquiry and stood a momentlistening I could hear nothing however but the wind and rainLighting a candle and dressing myself with all haste I opened thedoor I could just discern the figure of a bent old man standing inthe hallway when a gust of wind suddenly put out the candle The doorleading to the street was open and the old man was probably a stragglercome to importune me for shelter or for something to eat As I relit thecandle he entered my room and stood facing me but he did not speakHis clothes were dripping and he was blinking at me with strangegleaming eyes His hair was snowwhite and as I looked into his facethe deathly pallor of it frightened me His general appearance was morethan startling it was uncannyWhat can I do for you I askedGreatly to my surprise he made no reply but with a look of pain andgreat anxiety sank into a chair Then he withdrew from his pocket aletter which he extended to me The envelope was wet and dirty It wasdirected to Kendric Lane Esq No Old Broad street London EnglandThe address was crossed and 22 Kirkland street Liverpool writtenunder it in the familiar hand of my guardian A strange proceedingthought I Was the letter intended for my father who was long dead andwho had removed from that address more than ten years ago The old manbegan to grin and nod as I examined the superscription I broke the sealon the envelope and found the following letter undated and with noindication of the place from which it was sentDear BrotherI need your help Come to me at once if you canConsequences of vast importance to me and to mankind depend upon yourprompt compliance I cannot tell you where I am The bearer will bringyou to me Follow him and ask no questions Moreover be silent likehim regarding the subject of this letter If you can come procurepassage in the first steamer for New York My messenger is provided withfunds Your loving brotherRevis LaneI had often heard my father speak of my uncle Revis who went to Americaalmost twenty years before I was born Now he was my nearest livingrelative No news of him had reached us for many years before my fatherdied I was familiar with his handwriting and the specimen before me waseither genuine or remarkably like it If genuine he had evidently notheard of my fathers deathExtraordinary as the message was the messenger was more so He satpeering at me with a strange halfcrazed expression on his faceWhen did you leave my uncle I askedHe sat as if unconscious that I had spokenI drew my chair to his side and repeated the words in a loud voice buthe did not seem to hear me Evidently the old man could neither hear norspeak In a moment he began groping in his pockets and presently handedme a card which contained the following wordsIf you can come tear this card in halves and return the right half tohimI examined the card carefully The words were undoubtedly in my uncleshandwriting The back of the card was covered with strange characters inred ink I tore the card as directed and handed him the right halfHe held it up to the light and examined it carefully then put it awayin a pocket of his waistcoat The look of pain returned to his faceand he coughed feebly as if suffering from a severe cold The hour beinglate I intimated by pantomime that I desired him to occupy my bed Heunderstood me readily enough and began feebly to remove his clothingwhile I prepared a sofa for myself He was soon sound asleep but I layawake long after the light was extinguished He was evidently quiteill and I determined to go for a physician at the first appearance ofdaylight As soon as possible I would go with him to my uncle Therewere no ties to detain me and it was clearly my duty to do so Perhapsmy uncle was in some great peril If so I might be of service to himWhen I arose in the morning my strange lodger seemed to be sleepingquietly His face looked pale and ghastly in the light of day I steppedclose to his bed and laying my hand upon his brow was horrifiedto discover that he was dead What was I to do I sat down to thinktrembling with fright I must call in a policeman and tell him all Iknew about my strange visitor No not all I must not tell him aboutthe letter thought I My uncle might not wish,0
+Produced by K Kay ShearinCOUNT ALARCOSA TRAGEDYBy Benjamin DisraeliAs there is no historical authority for the events of the celebratedBallad on which this Tragedy is founded I have fixed upon thethirteenth century for the period of their occurrence At that time thekingdom of Castille had recently obtained that supremacy in Spain whichled in a subsequent age to the political integrity of the countryBurgos its capital was a magnificent city and then also arose thatmasterpiece of Christian architecture its famous CathedralThis state of comparative refinement and civilisation permitted theintroduction of more complicated motives than the rude manners of theBallad would have authorised while the picturesque features of theCastillian middle ages still flourished in full force the factions ofa powerful nobility renowned for their turbulence strong passionsenormous crimes profound superstition                                    DeltaLondon May 1839DRAMATIS PERSONAE     THE KING OF CASTILLE     COUNT ALARCOS a Prince of the Blood     COUNT OF SIDONIA     COUNT OF LEON     PRIOR OF BURGOS     ORAN a Moor     FERDINAND a PAGE     GUZMAN JACA a BRAVO     GRAUS the Keeper of a Posada     SOLISA Infanta of Castille only child of the King     FLORIMONDE Countess Alarcos     FLIX a Hostess     Courtiers Pages Chamberlains Bravos and PriestsTimethe 13th CenturySceneBurgos the capital of Castille and its vicinityACT I     SCENE 1     A Street in Burgos the Cathedral in the distance     Enter Two Courtiers     I11       1ST COURT                 The Prince of Hungary dismissed     I12       2ND COURT                     Indeed                 So runs the rumour     I13       1ST COURT                     Why the spousal note                 Still floats upon the air     I14       2ND COURT                     Myself this morn                 Beheld the Infantas entrance as she threw                 Proud as some hitless barb her haughty glance                 On our assembled chiefs     I15       1ST COURT                     The Prince was there     I16       2ND COURT                 Most royally nor seemed a man more fit                 To claim a kingdom for a dower  He looked                 Our Gadian Hercules as the advancing peers                 Their homage paid  I followed in the train                 Of Count Alarcos with whose ancient house                 My fortunes long have mingled     I17       1ST COURT                     Tis the same                 But just returned     I18       2ND COURT                     Long banished from the Court                 And only favoured since the Queens decease                 His ancient foe     I19       1ST COURT                     A very potent Lord     I110      2ND COURT                 Near to the throne too near perchance for peace                 Youre young at Burgos or indeed twere vain,18
+Produced by Sue AsscherTHE LOGBOOKS OFTHE LADY NELSONWITH THE JOURNAL OF HER FIRST COMMANDERLIEUTENANT JAMES GRANT RNBYIDA LEE FRGSMRS CHARLES BRUCE MARRIOTTAUTHOR OFTHE COMING OF THE BRITISH TO AUSTRALIAandCOMMODORE SIR JOHN HAYES HIS VOYAGE AND LIFEWITH SIXTEEN CHARTS AND ILLUSTRATIONS FROM THE ORIGINALSIN THE ADMIRALTY LIBRARYGRAFTON  CO69 GREAT RUSSELL STREETLONDON WCFirst Published in 1915TO THE MEMORY OF MY GRANDFATHERWILLIAM LEEONE OF AUSTRALIAS PIONEERSPREFACEThe objects for which the Lady Nelsons voyages were undertaken renderher logbooks of more than ordinary interest She was essentially anAustralian discovery ship and during her successive commissions she wasemployed exclusively in Australian waters The number of voyages that shemade will perhaps never be accurately known but her logbooks inexistence testify to the important missions that she accomplished Themost notable are those which record early discoveries in Victoria theexploration of the Queensland coast the surveys of King Island and theKent Group the visits to New Zealand and the founding of settlements atHobart Port Dalrymple and Melville Island Seldom can the logbooks of asingle ship show such a record Their publication seemed very necessaryfor the handwriting on the pages of some of them is so faded that it isalready difficult to decipher and apparently only the story of Grantsvoyages and the extracts from Murrays log published by Labilliere in theEarly History of Victoria have ever before been published Intranscription I have somewhat modernized the spelling where old orincorrect forms tended to obscure the sense and omitted repetitions asit would have been impossible to include within the limits of one volumethe whole of the contents of the logbooks The story of the Lady Nelsonas told by Grant has in places been paraphrased for he sometimes writesit in diary form under date headings and at others he inserts the date inthe narrative The entries from the logbooks of Murray Curtoys andSymons in the Public Record Office with such omissions as I havespecified are printed verbatimMurrays charts now published are distinctly valuable as in the fourthvolume of the Historical Records of New South Wales where they should befound it is stated that they are unfortunately missingOn my inquiring at the Admiralty Mr Perrin the Librarian to whom mycordial thanks are due made a special search and was fortunate enough todiscover them Thus after a long separation Murrays charts and hisjournal are united again in this volume Perhaps the most importantchart and the one which should appeal especially to the people ofVictoria is that of Port Phillip showing the track of the Lady Nelsonsboat when the brig entered the bay for the first time Murrays logtelling of this discovery ends on March 24th 1802 In writing later tothe Duke of Portland Governor King says The Lady Nelsons return justbefore I closed my letters enabled me to transmit ActingLieutenantMurrays log copies of the discoveries of King Island and Port PhillipThese important discoveries being combined with the chart of formersurveys I hope will convince your Grace that that highly useful vesselthe Lady Nelson has not been idle under my direction The charts weresent home in charge of Lieutenant Mackellar who sailed in the shipCaroline on March 30th 1802 six days after the Lady Nelsons returnDuplicates were forwarded by the Speedy which left Sydney in June but acomparison of those at the Admiralty shows that King added nothingfurther to this second seriesMy thanks are also due to Lieutenant Bell RN whose researches haveenabled me to publish the charts of the Queensland coast These oldcharts cannot fail to interest students of Australian history It ispossible that they do not include all that were sent home at first norare the Lady Nelsons logbooks complete those however of Grant andMurray Curtoys and Symons give us the story of the work carried out bythose energetic seamen They are writings worthy of being more widelyknown for they are records left by men who sailed uncharted seas alongunknown coasts in days which will not come againmen who have helped togive to later generations a spacious continent with a limitless horizonIDA LEECONTENTSCHAPTER 1THE LADY NELSON BUILT WITH CENTREBOARDSHER VOYAGE TO SYDNEY UNDER JAMES GRANTTHE FIRST SHIP TO PASS THROUGH BASS STRAITCHAPTER 2RETURNS TO EXPLORE THE STRAITHER VISITS TO JERVIS BAY AND TO WESTERN PORT IN 1801CHAPTER 3COLONEL PATERSON AND LIEUTENANT GRANT SURVEY HUNTER RIVERCHAPTER 4MURRAY APPOINTED COMMANDER OF THE LADY NELSONHIS VOYAGE TO NORFOLK ISLANDCHAPTER 5MURRAYS EXPLORATION OF BASS STRAITCHAPTER 6DISCOVERY OF PORT PHILLIPCHAPTER 7THE LADY NELSON IN COMPANY WITH HMS INVESTIGATOR EXAMINES THENORTHEASTERN SHORES OF AUSTRALIACHAPTER 8THE FRENCH SHIPS IN BASS STRAITTHE FOUNDING OF HOBARTCHAPTER 9SYMONS SUCCEEDS CURTOYS AS COMMANDER OF THE LADY NELSONHIS VOYAGES TO PORT PHILLIP TASMANIA AND NEW ZEALANDCHAPTER 10THE LADY NELSON IN TASMANIATHE FOUNDING OF PORT DALRYMPLECHAPTER 11THE ESTRAMINA IS BROUGHT TO SYDNEYTHE LADY NELSON VISITS NORFOLK ISLAND AND PORT DALRYMPLECHAPTER 12TIPPAHEE AND HIS FOUR SONS ARE CONVEYED TO NEW ZEALAND IN THE LADYNELSONCHAPTER 13THE LADY NELSON ACCOMPANIES HMS TAMAR TO MELVILLE ISLANDCHAPTER 14THE LOSS OF THE LADY NELSONAPPENDIXINDEXILLUSTRATIONS1 THE LADY NELSON From a painting in the possession of the VictorianGovernment2 LIEUTENANT JAMES GRANTS CHART OF THE AUSTRALIAN COASTJas Grant autograph facsimile3 EYESKETCH OF THE LADY NELSONS TRACK ON HER FIRST VOYAGE THROUGH BASSSTRAIT Drawn by Governor King Writing of this chart he says that thelongitude in which Lieutenant Grant placed Cape Otway was about a degreeand a half in error He also made the land to trend away on the west sideof Cape Otway to a deep bay which he named Portland Bay An examinationof modern maps will show that the name Portland Bay has been retained fora bay to the westward of Grants Portland Bay which is now calledArmstrong BayChart of the track of His Majestys Armoured Surveying Vessel Lady NelsonLieutenant James Grant Commander From Basss Straits between New Hollandand Van Diemens Land on her passage from England to Port Jackson ByOrder of His Grace The Duke of Portland In December 18004 CHART OF WESTERN PORT SURVEYED BY ENSIGN BARRALLIER IN 18015 CHART OF BASS STRAIT SHOWING THE DISCOVERIES MADE BETWEEN SEPTEMBER1800 AND MARCH 1802 Drawn by Ensign Barrallier New South Wales Corpsunder the direction,4
+Produced by Judith BossJames PethelByMAX BEERBOHMI was shocked this morning when I saw in my newspaper a paragraphannouncing his sudden death  I do not say that the shock was verydisagreeable  One reads a newspaper for the sake of news  Had I nevermet James Pethel belike I should never have heard of him and myknowledge of his death coincident with my knowledge that he hadexisted would have meant nothing at all to me  If you learn suddenlythat one of your friends is dead you are wholly distressed  If thedeath is that of a mere acquaintance whom you have recently seen youare disconcerted pricked is your sense of mortality but you do findgreat solace in telling other people that you met the poor fellowonly the other day and that he was so full of life and spirits andthat you remember he saidwhatever you may remember of his sayingsIf the death is that of a mere acquaintance whom you have not seen foryears you are touched so lightly as to find solace enough in even suchfaded reminiscence as is yours to offer  Seven years have passed sincethe day when last I saw James Pethel and that day was the morrow of myfirst meeting with himI had formed the habit of spending August in Dieppe  The place wasthen less overrun by trippers than it is now  Some pleasant Englishpeople shared it with some pleasant French people  We used rather toresent the raceweekthe third week of the monthas an intrusion onour privacy  We sneered as we read in the Paris edition of The NewYork Herald the names of the intruders though by some of these wewere secretly impressed  We disliked the nightly crush in thebaccaratroom of the casino and the croupiers obvious excitement atthe high play  I made a point of avoiding that room during that weekfor the special reason that the sight of serious habitual gamblers hasalways filled me with a depression bordering on disgust  Most of themen by some subtle stress of their ruling passion have grown somonstrously fat and most of the women so harrowingly thin  The restof the women seem to be marked out for apoplexy and the rest of themen to be wasting away  One feels that anything thrown at them wouldbe either embedded or shattered and looks vainly among them for oneperson furnished with a normal amount of flesh  Monsters they are allof them to the eye though I believe that many of them have excellentmoral qualities in private life but just as in an American town onegoes sooner or latergoes against ones finer judgment but somehowgoesinto the dimemuseum so year by year in Dieppes raceweekthere would be always one evening when I drifted into thebaccaratroom  It was on such an evening that I first saw the manwhose memory I here celebrate  My gaze was held by him for the veryreason that he would have passed unnoticed elsewhere  He wasconspicuous not in virtue of the mere fact that he was taking the bankat the principal table but because there was nothing at all odd abouthimHe alone among his fellowplayers looked as if he were not to diebefore the year was out  Of him alone I said to myself that he wasdestined to die normally at a ripe old age  Next day certainly Iwould not have made this prediction would not have given him theseven years that were still in store for him nor the comparativelynormal death that has been his  But now as I stood opposite to himbehind the croupier I was refreshed by my sense of his wholesomedurability  Everything about him except the amount of money he hadbeen winning seemed moderate  Just as he was neither fat nor thin sohad his face neither that extreme pallor nor that extreme redness whichbelongs to the faces of seasoned gamblers it was just a clear pinkAnd his eyes had neither the unnatural brightness nor the unnaturaldullness of the eyes about him they were ordinarily clear eyes of anordinary gray  His very age was moderate a putative thirtysix notmore  Not less I would have said in those days He assumed no airof nonchalance  He did not deal out the cards as though they boredhim but he had no look of grim concentration  I noticed that theremoval of his cigar from his mouth made never the least difference tohis face for he kept his lips pursed out as steadily as ever when hewas not smoking  And this constant pursing of his lips seemed todenote just a pensive interestHis bank was nearly done now there were only a few cards leftOpposite to him was a welter of partycolored counters that thecroupier had not yet had time to sort out and add to the rouleauxalready made there were also a fair accumulation of notes and severallittle stacks of goldin all not less than fivehundred poundscertainly  Happy banker  How easily had he won in a few minutes morethan I with utmost pains could win in many months  I wished I werehe  His lucre seemed to insult me personally  I disliked him and yetI hoped he would not take another bank  I hoped he would have the goodsense to pocket his winnings and go home  Deliberately to risk theloss of all those riches would intensify the insult to meMessieurs la banque est aux encheres  There was some brisk biddingwhile the croupier tore open and shuffled two new packs  But it was asI feared the gentleman whom I resented kept his placeMessieurs la banque est faite  Quinzemille francs a la banqueMessieurs les cartes passent  Messieurs les cartes passentTurning to go I encountered a friend one of the raceweekers but ina sense a friendGoing to play I askedNot while Jimmy Pethels taking the bank he answered with a laughIs that the mans nameYes  Dont you know him,13
+Produced by David WidgerTHE PARISIANSBy Edward BulwerLyttonPREFATORY NOTE BY THE AUTHORS SONThe Parisians and Kenelm Chillingly were begun about the same timeand had their common origin in the same central idea That idea firstfound fantastic expression in The Coming Race and the three bookstaken together constitute a special group distinctly apart from allthe other works of their authorThe satire of his earlier novels is a protest against false socialrespectabilities the humour of his later ones is a protest against thedisrespect of social realities By the first he sought to promote socialsincerity and the free play of personal character by the last toencourage mutual charity and sympathy amongst all classes on whoseinterrelation depends the character of society itself But in thesethree books his latest fictions the moral purpose is more definite andexclusive Each of them is an expostulation against what seemed to himthe perilous popularity of certain social and political theories or awarning against the influence of certain intellectual tendencies uponindividual character and national life This purpose however thoughcommon to the three fictions is worked out in each of them by adifferent method The Coming Race is a work of pure fancy and thesatire of it is vague and sportive The outlines of a definite purposeare more distinctly drawn in Chillinglya romance which has thesource of its effect in a highly wrought imagination The humour andpathos of Chillingly are of a kind incompatible with the design ofThe Parisians which is a work of dramatized observation Chillinglyis a romance The Parisians is a novel The subject of Chillingly ispsychological that of The Parisians is social The authors object inChillingly being to illustrate the effects of modern ideas upon anindividual character he has confined his narrative to the biographyof that one character hence the simplicity of plot and small number ofdramatis personae whereby the work gains in height and depth whatit loses in breadth of surface The Parisians on the contraryis designed to illustrate the effect of modern ideas upon a wholecommunity This novel is therefore panoramic in the profusion andvariety of figures presented by it to the readers imagination Noexclusive prominence is vouchsafed to any of these figures All of themare drawn and coloured with an equal care but by means of the boldbroad touches necessary for their effective presentation on a canvasso large and so crowded Such figures are indeed but the componentfeatures of one great form and their actions only so many modes ofone collective impersonal characterthat of the Parisian Society ofImperial and Democratic France a character everywhere present and busythroughout the story of which it is the real hero or heroine Thissociety was doubtless selected for characteristic illustration asbeing the most advanced in the progress of modern ideas Thus for acomplete perception of its writers fundamental purpose The Parisiansshould be read in connection with Chillingly and these two booksin connection with The Coming Race It will then be perceived thatthrough the medium of alternate fancy sentiment and observationassisted by humour and passion these three books in all other respectsso different from each other complete the presentation of the samepurpose under different aspects and thereby constitute a group offictions which claims a separate place of its own in any thoughtfulclassification of their authors worksOne last word to those who will miss from these pages the connectingand completing touches of the masters hand It may be hoped that such adisadvantage though irreparable is somewhat mitigated by the essentialcharacter of the work itself The aesthetic merit of this kind of novelis in the vivacity of a general effect produced by large swift strokesof character and in such strokes if they be by a great artist forceand freedom of style must still be apparent even when they are leftrough and unfinished Nor can any lack of final verbal correctionmuch diminish the intellectual value which many of the more thoughtfulpassages of the present work derive from a long keen and practicalstudy of political phenomena guided by personal experience of publiclife and enlightened by a large instinctive knowledge of the humanheartSuch a belief is at least encouraged by the private communicationsspontaneously made to him who expresses it by persons of politicalexperience and social position in France who have acknowledgedthe general accuracy of the authors descriptions and noticed thesuggestive sagacity and penetration of his occasional comments on thecircumstances and sentiments he describesINTRODUCTORY CHAPTERThey who chance to have read the Coming Race may perhaps remember thatI the adventurous discoverer of the land without a sun concluded thesketch of my adventures by a brief reference to the malady which thoughgiving no perceptible notice of its encroachments might in the opinionof my medical attendant prove suddenly fatalI had brought my little book to this somewhat melancholy close a fewyears before the date of its publication and in the meanwhile I wasinduced to transfer my residence to Paris in order to place myselfunder the care of an English physician renowned for his successfultreatment of complaints analogous to my ownI was the more readily persuaded to undertake this journeypartlybecause I enjoyed a familiar acquaintance with the eminent physicianreferred to who had commenced his career and founded his reputation inthe United States partly because I had become a solitary man the tiesof home broken and dear friends of mine were domiciled in Paris withwhom I should be sure of tender sympathy and cheerful companionship Ihad reason to be thankful for this change of residence the skill ofDr C______ soon restored me to health Brought much into contactwith various circles of Parisian society I became acquainted with thepersons and a witness of the events that form the substance of the taleI am about to submit to the public which has treated my former bookwith so generous an indulgence Sensitively tenacious of that characterfor strict and unalloyed veracity which I flatter myself my accountof the abodes and manners of the Vrilya has established I could havewished to preserve the following narrative no less jealously guardedthan its predecessor from the vagaries of fancy But Truth undisguisednever welcome in any civilized community above ground is exposed,0
+Produced by James RuskA TERRIBLE TEMPTATIONA STORY OF TODAYBy Charles ReadeCHAPTER ITHE morningroom of a large house in Portman Square LondonA gentleman in the prime of life stood with his elbow on the broadmantelpiece and made himself agreeable to a young lady seated alittle way off playing at workTo the ear he was only conversing but his eyes dwelt on her withloving admiration all the time Her posture was favorable to thisfurtive inspection for she leaned her fair head over her work with apretty modest demure air that seemed to say I suspect I am beingadmired I will not look to see I might have to check itThe gentlemans features were ordinary except his browthat had powerin itbut he had the beauty of color his sunburned features glowedwith health and his eye was bright On the whole rather goodlookingwhen he smiled but ugly when he frowned for his frown was a scowland betrayed a remarkable power of hatingMiss Arabella Bruce was a beauty She had glorious masses of dark redhair and a dazzling white neck to set it off large dovelike eyesand a blooming oval face which would have been classical if her lipshad been thin and finely chiseled but here came in her AngloSaxonbreed and spared society a Minerva by giving her two full and rosylips They made a smallish mouth at rest but parted ever so wide whenthey smiled and ravished the beholder with long even rows of dazzlingwhite teethHer figure was tall and rather slim but not at all commanding Thereare people whose very bodies express character and this tall supplegraceful frame of Bella Bruce breathed womanly subservience so did hergestures She would take up or put down her own scissors half timidlyand look around before threading her needle as if to see whether anysoul objected Her favorite word was May I with a stress on theMay and she used it where most girls would say I will or nothingand do itMr Richard Bassett was in love with her and also conscious that herfifteen thousand pounds would be a fine addition to his present incomewhich was small though his distant expectations were great As he hadknown her but one month and she seemed rather amiable thaninflammable he had the prudence to proceed by degrees and that iswhy though his eyes gloated on her he merely regaled her with thegossip of the day not worth recording here But when he had actuallytaken his hat to go Bella Bruce put him a question that had been onher mind the whole time for which reason she had reserved it to thevery last momentIs Sir Charles Bassett in town said she mighty carelessly butbending a little lower over her embroideryDont know said Richard Bassett with such a sudden brevity andasperity that Miss Bruce looked up and opened her lovely eyes MrRichard Bassett replied to this mute inquiry We dont speak Thenafter a pause He has robbed me of my inheritanceOh Mr BassettYes Miss Bruce the Bassett and Huntercombe estates were mine byright of birth My father was the eldest son and they were entailed onhim But Sir Charless father persuaded my old doting grandfather tocut off the entail and settle the estates on him and his heirs and sothey robbed me of every acre they could Luckily my little estate ofHighmore was settled on my mother and her issue too tight for thevillains to undoThese harsh expressions applied to his own kin and the abruptness andheat they were uttered with surprised and repelled his gentlelistener She shrank a little away from him He observed it Shereplied not to his words but to her own thoughtBut after all it does seem hard She added with a little fervorBut it wasnt poor Sir Charless doing after allHe is content to reap the benefit said Richard Bassett sternlyThen finding he was making a sorry impression he tried to get awayfrom the subject I say tried for till a man can double like a hare hewill never get away from his hobby Excuse me said he I oughtnever to speak about it Let us talk of something else You cannotenter into my feelings it makes my blood boil Oh Miss Bruce youcant conceive what a disinherited man feelsand I live at the verydoor his old trees that ought to be mine fling their shadows over mylittle flower beds the sixty chimneys of Huntercombe Hall look down onmy cottage his acres of lawn run up to my little garden and nothingbut a haha between usIt _is_ hard said Miss Bruce composedly not that she entered intoa hardship of this vulgar sort but it was her nature to soothe andplease peopleHard cried Richard Bassett encouraged by even this faint sympathyit would be unendurable but for one thingI shall have my own somedayI am glad of that said the lady but howBy outliving the wrongful heirMiss Bruce turned pale She had little experience of mens passionsOh Mr Bassett said sheand there was something pure and holy inthe look of sorrow and alarm she cast on the presumptuousspeakerpray do not cherish such thoughts They will do you harm Andremember life and death are not in our hands BesidesWellSir Charles mightWellMight he notmarryand have children This with more hesitation anda deeper blush than appeared absolutely necessaryOh theres no fear of that Property illgotten never descendsCharles is a wornout rake He was fast at Etonfast at Oxfordfastin London Why he looks ten years older than I and he is three yearsyounger He had a fit two years ago Besides he is not a marrying manBassett and Huntercombe will be mine And oh Miss Bruce if ever theyare mineSir Charles Bassett trumpeted a servant at the door and thenwaited prudently to know whether his young lady whom he had caughtblushing so red with one gentleman would be at home to anotherWait a moment said Miss Bruce to him Then discreetly ignoring whatBassett had said last and lowering her voice almost to a whisper shesaid hurriedly You should not blame him for the,0
+Produced by John Bickers and Dagny                            THE CELIBATES                                  BY                           HONORE DE BALZAC                             INTRODUCTION_Les Celibataires_ the longest number of the original _ComedieHumaine_ under a single title next to _Illusions perdues_ is notlike that book connected by any unity of story Indeed the generalbond of union is pretty weak and though it is quite true thatbachelors and old maids are the heroes and heroines of all three itwould be rather hard to establish any other bond of connection and itis rather unlikely that any one unprompted would fix on this as asufficient ground of partnershipTwo at least of the component parts however are of very highexcellence I do not myself think that _Pierrette_ which opens theseries is quite the equal of its companions Written as it was forCountess Anna de Hanska Balzacs stepdaughter of the future whileshe was still very young it partakes necessarily of the ratherelaborate artificiality of all attempts to suit the young person ofFrench attempts in particular and it may perhaps be said of Balzacsattempts most of all It belongs in a way to the Arcis seriestheseries which also includes the fine _Tenebreuse Affaire_ and theunfinished _Depute dArcis_but is not very closely connectedtherewith The picture of the actual _Celibataires_ the brother andsister Rogron with which it opens is one of Balzacs best stylesand is executed with all his usual mastery both of the minute and ofthe at least partially repulsive showing also that strange knowledgeof the _bourgeois de Paris_ which somehow or other he seems to haveattained by dint of unknown foregatherings in his ten years ofapprenticeship But when we come to _Pierrette_ herself the story isI think rather less satisfying Her persecutions and her end and thedevotion of the faithful Brigaut and the rest are pathetic no doubtbut tend I hope it is not heartless to say it just a very littletowards _sensiblerie_ The fact is that the thing is not quite inBalzacs line_Le Cure de Tours_ is certainly on a higher level and has attractedthe most magnificent eulogies from some of the novelists admirers Ithink both Mr Henry James and Mr Wedmore have singled out thislittle piece for detailed and elaborate praise and there is no doubtthat it is a happy example of a kind in which the author excelled Theopening with its evident but not obtruded remembrance of the old andwellfounded superstitionderived from the universal belief in someform of Nemesisthat an extraordinary sense of happiness good luckor anything of the kind is a precursor of misfortune and calls forsome instant act of sacrifice or humiliation is very striking andthe working out of the vengeance of the goddess by the veryungoddesslike though feminine hand of Mademoiselle Gamard has muchthat is commendable Nothing in its well exampled kind is bettertouched off than the Listomere coterie from the shrewdness of Monsieurde Bourbonne to the selfishness of Madame de Listomere I do not knowthat the old maid herselfcat and far worst than cat as she isis atall exaggerated and the sketch of the coveted _appartement_ and itsillfated _mobilier_ is about as good as it can be And the battlebetween Madame de Listomere and the Abbe Troubert which has served asa model for many similar things has if it has often been equalednot often been surpassedI cannot however help thinking that there is more than a littleexaggeration in more than one point of the story The Abbe Birotteauis surely a little too much of a fool the Abbe Troubert an Iago alittle too much wanting in verisimilitude and the central incident ofthe clause about the furniture too manifestly improbable Taking thefirst and the last points together is it likely that any one notquite an idiot should in the first place remain so entirely ignorantof the value of his property should in the second though ignorantor not he attached the greatest possible _pretium affectionis_ to itcontract to resign it for such a ridiculous consideration and shouldin the third take the fatal step without so much as remembering thecondition attached thereto If it be answered that Birotteau _was_idiot enough to do such a thing then it must be observed further thatones sympathy is frozen by the fact Such a man deserved suchtreatment And again even if French justice was and perhaps is asmuch influenced by secret considerations as Balzac loves to representit we must agree with that member of the Listomere society whopointed out that no tribunal could possibly uphold such an obviouslyiniquitous bargain As for Troubert the idea of the Jesuiticalecclesiastic though Balzac was not personally hostile to the Jesuitswas a common one at the time and no doubt popular but the actualpersonage seems to me nearer to Eugene Sues Rodin in some ways than Icould have desiredThese things however are very much a case of As You Like It or AsIt Strikes You and I have said that _Le Cure de Tours_ strikes somegood judges as of exceptional merit while no one can refuse it meritin a high degree I should not except for the opening place it inthe very highest class of the _Comedie_ but it is high beyond alldoubt in the secondThe third part The Two BrothersA Bachelors Establishment of _LesCelibataires_ takes very high rank among its companions As in most ofhis best books Balzac has set at work divers favorite springs ofaction and has introduced personages of whom he has elsewhere givennot exactly replicashe,50
+Produced by John Bickers and DagnyPARISIANS IN THE COUNTRYTHE ILLUSTRIOUS GAUDISSARTAND THE MUSE OF THE DEPARTMENTBy Honore De BalzacINTRODUCTIONI have sometimes wondered whether it was accident or intention whichmade Balzac so frequently combine early and late work in the samevolume The question is certainly insoluble and perhaps not worthsolving but it presents itself once more in the present instance_LIllustre Gaudissart_ is a story of 1832 the very heyday of Balzacscreative period when even his pen could hardly keep up withthe abundance of his fancy and the gathered stores of his minuteobservation _La Muse du Departement_ dates ten years and more laterwhen though there was plenty of both left both sacks had been deeplydipped into_LIllustre Gaudissart_ is of course slight not merely in bulk butin conception Balzacs Tourangeau patriotism may have amused itself bythe idea of the villagers rolling the great Gaudissart but the endingof the tale can hardly be thought to be quite so good as the beginningStill that beginning is altogether excellent The sketch of the_commisvoyageur_ generally smacks of that _physiologie_ style of whichBalzac was so fond but it is good and Gaudissart himself as well asthe whole scene with his _epouse libre_ is delightful The IllustriousOne was evidently a favorite character with his creator He nowhereplays a very great part but it is everywhere a rather favorableand except in this little mishap with Margaritis which it mustbe observed does not turn entirely to his discomfiture a rathersuccessful part We have him in _Cesar Birotteau_ superintending theearly efforts of Popinot to launch the Huile Cephalique He was presentat the great ball He served as intermediary to M de Bauvan in themerciful scheme of buying at fancy prices the handiwork of the Countsfaithful spouse and so providing her with a livelihood and later asa theatrical manager a little spoilt by his profession we find himin _Le Cousin Pons_ But he is always what the French called a gooddevil and here he is a very good devil indeedAlthough _La Muse du Departement_ is an important work it cannot bespoken of in quite unhesitating terms It contains indeed in thepersonage of Lousteau one of the very most elaborate of Balzacsportraits of a particular type of men of letters The original is saidto have been Jules Janin who is somewhat disadvantageously contrastedhere and elsewhere with Claude Vignon said on the same rather vagueauthority to be Gustave Planche Both Janin and Planche are now too muchforgotten but in both more or less and in Lousteau very much moreBalzac cannot be said to have dealt mildly with his _bete noire_the critical temperament Lousteau indeed though not precisely ascoundrel is both a rascal and a cad Even Balzac seems a littleshocked at his _lettre de faire part_ in reference to his mistresschild and it is seldom possible to discern in any of his proceedingsthe most remote approximation to the conduct of a gentleman But thenas we have seen and shall see Balzacs standard for the conduct ofhis actual gentlemen was by no means fantastically exquisiteor discouragingly high and in the case of his Bohemians it wasaccommodating to the utmost degree He seems to despise Lousteau butrather for his insouciance and neglect of his opportunities of makinghimself a position than for anything elseI have often felt disposed to ask those who would assert Balzacsabsolute infallibility as a gynaecologist to give me a reasonedcriticism of the heroine of this novel I do not entirely figure tomyself Dinah de la Baudraye It is perfectly possible that she shouldhave loved a sweep like Lousteau there is certainly nothing extremelyunusual in a woman loving worse sweeps even than he But would she havedone it and having done it have also done what she did afterwardsThese questions may be answered differently I do not answer them in thenegative myself but I cannot give them an affirmative answer with theconviction which I should like to showAmong the minor characters the _substitut_ de Clagny has a touch ofnobility which contrasts happily enough with Lousteaus unworthinessBianchon is as good as usual Balzac always gives Bianchon a favorablepart Madame Piedefer is one of the numerous instances in which theunfortunate class of mothersinlaw atones for what are supposed tobe its crimes against the human race and old La Baudraye not sohopelessly repulsive in a French as he would be in an English novel isa shrewd old rascal enoughBut I cannot think the scene of the Parisians _blaguing_ the Sancerroisis a very happy one That it is in exceedingly bad taste might notmatter so very much Balzac would reply and justly that he had notintended to represent it as anything else That the fun is not veryfunny may be a matter of definition and appreciation But what scarcelyadmits of denial or discussion is that it is tyrannously too long Thecitations of _Olympia_ are pushed beyond measure beyond what is comicalmost beyond the license of farce and the comments which remind onerather of the heavy jesting on critics in _Un Prince de la Boheme_ andthe shortlived _Revue Parisienne_ are labored to the last degree Thepart of Nathan too is difficult to appreciate exactly and altogetherthe book does not seem to me a _reussite_The history of _LIllustre Gaudissart_ is for a story of Balzacsalmost null It was inserted without any previous newspaper appearancein the first edition of _Scenes de la Vie de Province_ in 1833 andentered with the rest of them into the first edition also of the_Comedie_ when the joint title which it has kept since and shared with_La Muse du Departement_ of _Les Parisiens en Province_ was given toit_La Muse du Departement_ has a rather more complicated record than itscompanion piece in _Les Parisiens en Province_ _LIllustre Gaudissart_It appeared at first not quite complete and under the title of _DinahPiedefer_ in _Le Messager_ during March and April 1843 and was almostimmediately published as a book with works of other writers under thegeneral title of _Les Mysteres de Province_ and accompanied by someother work of its own authors It had four parts and fiftytwo chaptersin _Le Messager_ an arrangement,13
+Produced by William Thierenspiii TRAVELS IN ARABIACOMPREHENDINGAN ACCOUNT OF THOSE TERRITORIES IN HEDJAZ WHICH THE MOHAMMEDANSREGARDAS SACREDBY THE LATEJOHN LEWIS BURCKHARDTPUBLISHED BY AUTHORITY OF THE ASSOCIATION FOR PROMOTINGTHE DISCOVERY OF THE INTERIOR OF AFRICALONDON  HENRY COLBURN NEW BURLINGTON STREET 1829pv PREFACE OF THE EDITORSOME years have now elapsed since two distinct portions of Burckhardtsworks his Travels in Nubia and Syria were offered to the public andmost favourably received their success being insured not only byinstrinsic merit but by the celebrity of their editor as a scholar andantiquary a traveller and a geographer It must not however beinferred from any delay in publishing the present volume that itscontents are less worthy of notice than those parts which have alreadyproved so interesting and instructive to a multitude of readers It wasalways intended that this Journal and other writings of the samelamented author should issue successively from the press There stillremain says Colonel Leake in his Preface to the Syrian Journal pii manuscripts sufficient to fill two volumes one of these willconsist of his Travels in Arabia which were confined to the Hedjaz orHoly Land of the Muselmans the part least accessible to Christians thefourth volume will contain very copious remarks on the Arabs of theDesert and particularly the Wahabyspvi Respecting the portion now before the reader Colonel Leake inanother place expresses a highly flattering opinion Burckhardt sayshe transmitted to the Association the most accurate and completeaccount of the Hedjaz including the cities of Mekka and Medina whichhas ever been received in Europe His knowledge of the Arabic languageand of Mohammedan manners had enabled him to assume the Muselmancharacter with such success that he resided at Mekka during the wholetime of the pilgrimage and passed through the various ceremonies of theoccasion without the smallest suspicion having arisen as to his realcharacter See the Life of Burckhardt prefixed to his Travels inNubia p lvii 4to edition 1819Recommended so strongly the work of a less eminent traveller would beentitled to our notice this presents itself with another claim for themanuscript Journal was partly corrected and prepared for publication bythe learned editor of Burckhardts former writings But some importantliterary occupations prevented Colonel Leake from superintending theprogress of this volume through the press His plan however has beenalmost invariably adopted by the actual editor particularly inexpressing with scrupulous fidelity the authors sentiments on alloccasions and in retaining without any regard to mere elegance ofstyle or selection of terms his original language wherever analteration was not absolutely necessary to reconcile with our system ofphraseology and grammatical construction certain foreign idioms whichhad crept into his English writings It was thought expedient fromcircumstances of typographical convenience tending to facilitate andexpedite the publication of this volume that the Arabic characterswhich in the original manuscript follow immediately certain words orappear between the lines or in the margin should here be placedtogether at the end as an Index with references to the pages whereinthey occurpvii The map prefixed to this volume might almost appear superfluoussince the positions of Djidda Mekka Medina Tayf and Yembo the chiefplaces of Hedjaz visited by Burckhardt are indicated with accuracy inthe excellent maps that illustrate his Nubian and Syrian Travels But asthe reader of this volume cannot reasonably be supposed to haveconstantly at hand for immediate reference the two former portions ofour authors works a map is here given in the construction anddelineation of which Mr Sydney Hall has attended to every suggestionoffered by the editor at whose recommendation the names of places arespelt after Burckhardts manner however different from that more usualamong us Thus in the map as in the letterpress of this volume Mekkamight have been spelt Mecca and Hejaz Jidda Nejed would as wellexpress the proper sounds of those words as Hedjaz Djidda Nedjed andat the same time approximate more closely to the original Arabicorthography by which our English j as in Jar James c isrepresented without the assistance of a d although the prefixing ofthis letter to the j might prevent a Frenchman from pronouncing it as injour jamais cBy the editors advice also several places situate beyond the Easternlimits of Hedjaz are included in this map since Burckhardt although hedid not visit them himself has given some original itineraries inwhich they are mentionedThat those places do not belong to the region properly denominatedHedjaz is evident but how far this region extends eastward cannoteasily be determined and the same difficulty respecting it occurs invarious directions The editor that he might ascertain by whatboundaries we are justified in supposing Hedjaz to be separated fromother provinces of Arabia consulted a multiplicity of authors bothEuropean and Oriental The result however of his inquiry has notproved satisfactory for to each of the neighbouring countriespviii certain writers have assigned towns stations and districtswhich by others of equal authority are placed in HedjazSuch confusion may partly have arisen from the different statements ofthe number extent and names of divisions comprised within the samespace this being occupied according to European writers by threegreat regions the Stony the Desert and the Happy Arabia whileOriental geographers partition it into two five six seven or moreprovinces under denominations by no means corresponding insignification to the epithets above mentioned which we have borrowedfrom the Greeks and RomansThat it would be a most difficult or scarcely possible task to fixprecisely the limits of each Arabian province is acknowledged by thatexcellent geographer DAnville but he seems disposed to confound theregion comprising Mekka Djidda and Yembo places which as we knoware unequivocally in Hedjaz with Arabia Felix DAnville GéographieAncienne DHerbelôt in one place declares Hedjaz to be ArabiaPetraea See the Bibliothèque Orientale in Hegiaz ou HigiazNomdune province de lArabie que nous appelons Pierreuse cRichardson also in his Arabic and Persian Dictionary explains Hijaz byMecca and the adjacent country Arabia Petraea and DemetriasAlexandrides who translated some portions of Abulfedas Geography intoGreek printed at Vienna 1807 8vo always renders Hedjaz by Greektext and in another he identifies it with Arabia Deserta LesProvinces de Tahama et dIemamah sont comme au coeur du pays celle deHegiaz est devenue la plus célebre,0
+Produced by Robert Fite Tom Allen David Moynihan Charles Franksand the Online Distributed Proofreading TeamTranscribers Note Lengthy footnotes or those consisting of morethan one paragraph have been numbered and relocated to the end of thechapter in which they occur They are marked by 1 2 etcCOUNT FRONTENACANDNEW FRANCEUNDER LOUIS XIVBYFRANCIS PARKMANAUTHOR OF PIONEERS OF FRANCE IN THE NEW WORLD THE JESUITS IN NORTHAMERICA THE DISCOVERY OF THE GREAT WEST AND THE OLD REGIME INCANADAPREFACEThe events recounted in this book group themselves in the main about asingle figure that of Count Frontenac the most remarkable man whoever represented the crown of France in the New World From strangelyunpromising beginnings he grew with every emergency and rose equalto every crisis His whole career was one of conflict sometimes pettyand personal sometimes of momentous consequence involving thequestion of national ascendancy on this continent Now that thisquestion is put at rest for ever it is hard to conceive the anxietywhich it wakened in our forefathers But for one rooted error ofFrench policy the future of the Englishspeaking races in Americawould have been more than endangeredUnder the rule of Frontenac occurred the first serious collision ofthe rival powers and the opening of the grand scheme of militaryoccupation by which France strove to envelop and hold in check theindustrial populations of the English colonies It was he who madethat scheme possibleIn The Old Regime in Canada I tried to show from what inherentcauses this wilderness empire of the Great Monarch fell at last beforea foe superior indeed in numbers but lacking all the forces thatbelong to a system of civil and military centralization The presentvolume will show how valiantly and for a time how successfully NewFrance battled against a fate which her own organic fault madeinevitable Her history is a great and significant drama enactedamong untamed forests with a distant gleam of courtly splendors andthe regal pomp of VersaillesThe authorities on which the book rests are drawn chiefly from themanuscript collections of the French government in the ArchivesNationales the Bibliotheque Nationale and above all the vastrepositories of the Archives of the Marine and Colonies Others arefrom Canadian and American sources I have besides availed myself ofthe collection of French English and Dutch documents published bythe State of New York under the excellent editorship of DrOCallaghan and of the manuscript collections made in France by thegovernments of Canada and of Massachusetts A considerable number ofbooks contemporary or nearly so with the events described also helpto throw light upon them and these have all been examined Thecitations in the margins represent but a small part of the authoritiesconsultedThis mass of material has been studied with extreme care and peculiarpains have been taken to secure accuracy of statement In the prefaceof The Old Regime I wrote Some of the results here reached are ofa character which I regret since they cannot be agreeable to personsfor whom I have a very cordial regard The conclusions drawn from thefacts may be matter of opinion but it will be remembered that thefacts themselves can be overthrown only by overthrowing the evidenceon which they rest or bringing forward counterevidence of equal orgreater strength and neither task will be found an easy oneThe invitation implied in these words has not been accepted The OldRegime was met by vehement protest in some quarters but so far as Iknow none of the statements of fact contained in it have beenattacked by evidence or even challenged The lines just quoted areequally applicable to this volume Should there be occasion acollection of documentary proofs will be published more thansufficient to make good the positions taken Meanwhile it will Ithink be clear to an impartial reader that the story is told not inthe interest of any race or nationality but simply in that ofhistorical truthWhen at the age of eighteen I formed the purpose of writing onFrenchAmerican history I meant at first to limit myself to the greatcontest which brought that history to a close It was by anafterthought that the plan was extended to cover the whole field sothat the part of the work or series of works first conceived wouldfollowing the sequence of events be the last executed As soon as theoriginal scheme was formed I began to prepare for executing it byexamining localities journeying in forests visiting Indian tribesand collecting materials I have continued to collect them ever sinceso that the accumulation is now rather formidable and if it is to beused at all it had better be used at once Therefore passing overfor the present an intervening period of less decisive importance Ipropose to take as the next subject of this series Montcalm and theFall of New France   BOSTON 1 Jan 1877CONTENTSCHAPTER I16201672COUNT AND COUNTESS FRONTENACMademoiselle de Montpensier and Madame de FrontenacOrleansTheMaréchale de CampCount FrontenacConjugal DisputesEarly Lifeof FrontenacHis Courtship and MarriageEstrangementScenes atSt FargeauThe Lady of Honor dismissedFrontenac as a SoldierHe is made Governor of New FranceLes DivinesCHAPTER II16721675FRONTENAC AT QUEBECArrivalBright ProspectsThe Three Estates of New FranceSpeechof the GovernorHis InnovationsRoyal DispleasureSigns ofStormFrontenac and the PriestsHis Attempts to civilize theIndiansOppositionComplaints and HeartburningsCHAPTER III16731675FRONTENAC AND PERROTLa SalleFort FrontenacPerrotHis SpeculationsHisTyrannyThe BushrangersPerrot revoltsBecomes alarmedDilemma of FrontenacMediation of FénelonPerrot inPrisonExcitement of the SulpitiansIndignation of FénelonPassion of FrontenacPerrot on TrialStrange ScenesAppeal tothe KingAnswers of Louis XIV And ColbertFénelon rebukedCHAPTER IV16751682FRONTENAC AND DUCHESNEAUFrontenac receives a ColleagueHe opposes the ClergyDisputes inthe CouncilRoyal InterventionFrontenac rebukedFreshOutbreaksCharges and CounterchargesThe Dispute grows hotDuchesneau condemned and Frontenac warnedThe QuarrelcontinuesThe King loses Patience More AccusationsFactions andFeudsA Side QuarrelThe King threatensFrontenac denounces thePriestsThe Governor and the Intendant recalledQualities ofFrontenacCHAPTER V16821684LE FEBVRE DE LA BARREHis Arrival at QuebecThe Great FireA Coming StormIroquoisPolicyThe Danger imminentIndian Allies of FranceFrontenac andthe IroquoisBoasts of La BarreHis Past LifeHisSpeculationsHe takes AlarmHis Dealings with the IroquoisHisIllegal TradeHis Colleague denounces himFruits of hisSchemesHis Anger and his FearsCHAPTER VI1684LA BARRE AND THE IROQUOISDonganNew York and its Indian NeighborsThe Rival GovernorsDongan and the IroquoisMission to OnondagaAn IroquoisPoliticianWarnings of LambervilleIroquois BoldnessLa Barretakes the FieldHis MotivesThe MarchPestilenceCouncil at LaFamineThe Iroquois defiantHumiliation of La BarreThe IndianAlliesTheir Rage and DisappointmentRecall of La BarreCHAPTER VII16851687DENONVILLE AND DONGANTroubles of the New GovernorHis CharacterEnglish RivalryIntrigues of,9
+Produced by Charles Aldarondo Keren Vergon Thomas Berger and theOnline Distributed Proofreading TeamTHE DRAMATIC WORKSOFGERHART HAUPTMANNAuthorized EditionEdited By LUDWIG LEWISOHNAssistant Professor in The Ohio State UniversityVOLUME TWO SOCIAL DRAMAS1913CONTENTSINTRODUCTION_By the Editor_DRAYMAN HENSCHEL Fuhrmann Henschel_Translated by the Editor_ROSE BERND Rose Bernd_Translated by the Editor_THE RATS Die Ratten_Translated by the Editor_INTRODUCTIONThe first volume of the present edition of Hauptmanns Dramatic Works isidentical in content with the corresponding volume of the German editionIn the second volume _The Rats_ has been substituted for two early prosetales which lie outside of the scope of our undertaking Hence these twovolumes include that entire group of dramas which Hauptmann himselfspecifically calls social This term must not of course be pressed toorigidly Only in _Before Dawn_ and in _The Weavers_ can the dramaticsituation be said to arise wholly from social conditions rather than fromthe fate of the individual It is true however that in the seven playsthus far presented all characters are viewed primarily as in a largemeasure the results of their social environment This environment is inall cases proportionately stressed To exhibit it fully Hauptmann usesbeyond any other dramatist passages which though always dramatic inform are narrative and above all descriptive in intention The silentburden of these plays the ceaseless implication of their fables is theinjustice and inhumanity of the social orderHauptmann however has very little of the narrow and acrid temper of thespecial pleader He is content to show humanity It is quite conceivablethat the future forgetful of the special social problems and thehumanitarian cult of today may view these plays as simply bodying forththe passions and events that are timeless and constant in the inevitablemarch of human life The tragedies of _Drayman Henschel_ and of _RoseBernd_ at all events stand in no need of the label of any decade Theymove us by their breadth and energy and fundamental tendernessNo plays of Hauptmann produce more surely the impression of having beendipped from the fullness of life One does not feel that these men andwomenHanne Schäl and Siebenhaar old Bernd and the Flammsare calledinto a brief existence as foils or props of the protagonists They ledtheir lives before the plays began they continue to live in theimagination long after Henschel and Rose have succumbed How doesChristopher Flamm that excellent fellow and most breathing picture ofthe average man adjust his affairs He is fine enough to be permanentlystirred by the tragedy he has earned yet coarse enough to fall back intoa merely sensuous life of meaningless pleasures But at his side sitsthat exquisite monitorhis wife The stream of their lives must flow onAnd one asks how and whither To apply such almost inevitable questionsto Hauptmanns characters is to be struck at once by the exactness andlargeness of his vision of men Few other dramatists impress one with anequal sense of lifes fullness and continuityThe flowing flowing flowing of the worldThe last play in this volume _The Rats_ appeared in 1911 thirteenyears after _Drayman Henschel_ nine years after _Rose Bernd_ A firstreading of the book is apt to provoke disappointment and confusion Upona closer view however the play is seen to be both powerful in itselfand important as a document in criticism and _Kulturgeschichte_ Itstands alone among Hauptmanns works in its inclusion of two separateactions or plotsthe tragedy of Mrs John and the comedy of theHassenreuter group Nor can the actions be said to be firmly interwoventhey appear at first sight merely juxtaposed Hauptmann wouldundoubtedly assert that in modern society the various social classeslive in just such juxtaposition and have contacts of just the kind herechronicled His real purpose in combining the two fables is moresignificant Following the great example though not the precise methodof Molière who produced _La Critique de lÉcole des Femmes_ on theboards of his theater five months after the hostile reception of _LÉcoledes Femmes_ Hauptmann gives us a naturalistic tragedy and at the sametime its criticism and defense His tenacity to the ideals of his youthis impressively illustrated here In his own work he has created a newidealism But let it not be thought that his understanding of tragedy andhis sense of human values have changed The charwoman may in very truthbe a Muse of tragedy all grief is of an equal sacredness and even theincomparable Hassenreuterwindbag chauvinist and consistent_Goetheaner_is forced by the essential soundness of his heart to blurtout an admission of the basic principle of naturalistic dramaturgyThe group of characters in _The Rats_ is unusually large and varied Thephantastic note is somewhat strained perhaps in Quaquaro and Mrs KnobbeBut the convincingness and earthrooted humanity of the others is oncemore beyond cavil or dispute The Hassenreuter family Alice Rütterbuschthe Spittas Paul John and Bruno Mechelke Mrs Kielbacke and even thepoliceman Schierkeall are superbly alive vigorous and racy in speechand actionThe language of the plays in this volume is again almost whollydialectic The linguistic difficulties are especially great in _The Rats_where the members of the Berlin populace speak an extraordinarilydegraded jargon In the translation I have sought so far as possible todifferentiate the savour and quaintness of the Silesian dialect from thecoarseness of that of Berlin But all such attempts must from their verynature achieve only a partial success The succeeding volumes of thisedition presenting the plays written in normal literary German willoffer a fairer if not more fascinating field of interpretationLUDWIG LEWISOHNDRAYMAN HENSCHEL_LIST OF PERSONS_DRAYMAN HENSCHELMRS HENSCHELHANNE SCHÄL _later MRS HENSCHEL_BERTHAHORSE DEALER WALTHERSIEBENHAARKARLCHENWERMELSKIRCHMRS WERMELSKIRCHFRANZISKA WERMELSKIRCHHAUFFEFRANZGEORGEFABIGHILDEBRANTVETERINARIAN GRUNERTFIREMANTime Toward the end of the eighteen sixtiesScene The Gray Swan hotel in a Silesian watering placeTHE FIRST ACT    _A room furnished peasant fashion in the basement of the Grey    Swan hotel Through two windows set high in the left wall the    gloomy light of a late winter afternoon sickers in Under the windows    there stands a bed of soft wood varnished yellow in which MRS    HENSCHEL is lying ill She is about thirtysix years of age Near the    bed her little sixmonthsold daughter lies in her cradle A second,6
+Produced by Mike Pullen and Delphine LettauThis Etext is in GermanWe are releasing two versions of this Etext one in 7bit formatknown as Plain Vanilla ASCII which can be sent via plain emailand one in 8bit format which includes higher order characterswhich requires a binary transfer or sent as email attachment andmay require more specialized programs to display the accentsThis is the 8bit versionThis book content was graciously contributed by the Gutenberg ProjektDEThat project is reachable at the web site httpgutenbergspiegeldeDieses Buch wurde uns freundlicherweise vom Gutenberg ProjektDEzur Verfügung gestellt Das Projekt ist unter der InternetAdressehttpgutenbergspiegelde erreichbarVON KINDERN UND KATZEN UND WIE SIE DIE NINE BEGRUBENvon THEODOR STORMMit Katzen ist es in frÜherer Zeit in unserem Hause sehr begänge gewesenNoch vor meiner Hochzeit wurde mir von einem alten Hofbesitzer einkleines kaninchengraues Kätzchen ins Haus gebracht er nahm es sorgsam ausseinem zusammengeknüpften Schnupftuch setzte es vor mir auf den Tisch undsagte Da bring ich was zur AussteuerDiese Katze welche einen weißen Kragen und vier weiße Pfötchen hattehieß die Manschettenmieße Während ihrer Kindheit hatte ich sie oftwenn ich arbeitete vorn in meinem Schlafrock sitzen so daß nur derkleine hübsche Kopf hervorguckte Höchst aufmerksam folgten ihre Augenmeiner schreibenden Feder die bei dem melodischen Spinnerlied desKätzchens gar munter hin und wider glitt Oftmals als wolle sie meinengar zu großen Eifer zügeln streckte sie wohl auch das Pfötchen aus undhielt die Feder an was mich dann stets bedenklich machte und wodurchmancher Gedankenstrich in meine nachher gedruckten Schriften gekommen istDie Manschettenmieße selber ist wie ich fürchte durch diesen Verkehretwas gar zu gebildet geworden denn da sie endlich groß und dann auchMutter manches allerliebsten kaninchengrauen Kätzchens geworden warverlangte sie gleich den feinen Damen allezeit eine Amme für ihre Kinderund da die Nachbarskatzen sich nur selten zu diesem Dienst verstehenwollten so sind fast alle ihre kleinen Ebenbilder elendiglich zugrundegegangen Nur einen kleinen weißen Kater zog sie wirklich groß welcherwegen seines grimmigen Aussehens der weiße Bär genannt wurde und nachheraber eine Katze warSpäter da schon zwei kleine Buben lustig durch Haus und Garten tobtenwaren zwei Katzen in der Wirtschaft nämlich außer den vorbenannten nochein Sohn des weißen Bären genannt der schwarze Kater ein großerungebärdiger Geselle vielleicht ein Held aber jedenfalls ein Scheusalvon dem nicht viel zu sagen als daß er besonders in der schönenFrühlingszeit unter schauderhaftem Geheul gegen alle Nachbarskater zuFelde lag daß er stets mit einem blutigen Auge und zerfetztem Fellumherlief und außerdem noch seine kleinen Herren biß und kratzteVon der Großmutter der Manschettenmieße die nachmals ganz berühmtgeworden ist wäre noch vielerlei zu berichten da sie aber in derGeschichte die ich hier am Schluß erzählen will nur ein einzigmal Miauzu sagen hat so solls für eine schicklichere Gelegenheit verspart seinEs geschah aber daß unser mit drei Katzen also stattlich begründetesHeimwesen durch den hereingebrochenen Dänenkrieg gar jämmerlich zugrundeging meine beiden Knaben und noch ein kleiner dritter der hinzugekommenwar mußten mit mir und ihrer Mutter in die Fremde wandern und sogastlich man uns draußen aufnahm es war doch in den ersten Jahren einetrübe katzenlose ZeitZwar hatten wir ein Kindermädchen welches Anna hieß ihr gutes rundesGesicht sah allzeit aus als wäre sie eben vom Torfabladen hergekommenweshalb die Kinder sie die schwarze Anna nannten aber eine Katze inunser gemietetes Haus zu nehmen konnten wir noch immer nicht den Mutgewinnen Dadrei Jahre waren so vergangenkam von selber einezugelaufen ein weiß und schwarz geflecktes Tierchen schon wohlerzogenund von anschmiegsamer GemütsartWas ist von diesem Käterchen zu sagenZum mindesten der PyramidenrittDa nämlich den beiden größeren Buben das gewöhnliche Zubettegehen doch garzu simpel war so hatten sies erfunden auf der schwarzen Anna zu Bett zureiten derart daß sie dabei auf ihrer Schulter saßen und die kleinenKinderbeinchen vorn herunterbaumelten Jetzt aber wurde das um vielesstattlicher denn eines Abends da sich die Tür der Schlafkammer öffnetekam in das Wohnzimmer zum Gutenachtsagen eine vollständige Pyramidehereingeritten über dem großen Kopf der schwarzen Anna der kleinere deslachenden Jungen über diesem dann der noch viel kleinere Kopf desKäterchens das sich ruhig bei den Vorderpfötchen halten und dabei ein garbehaglich und vernehmbares Spinnen ausgehen ließDreimal ritt diesePyramide die Runde in der Stube und dann zu BettEs war sehr hübsch aber es wurde der Tod des kleinen Katers Die gutenStunden die er nach solchem Ritt zur Belohnung im Federbett bei seinemjungen Freunde zubringen durfte hatten ihn so verwöhnt daß er einesscharfen Wintermorgens da er am Abend ausgeschlossen worden tot undsteifgefroren im Waschhause aufgefunden wurdeUnd wieder kam eine stille katzenlose ZeitAber wo fände sich nicht eine Aushilfe Ich konnte ja vortrefflich Katzenzeichnenund ich zeichnete Freilich nur mit Feder und Tinte aber siewurden ausgeschnitten und aus dem Tuschkasten sauber angemalt Katzen vonallen Farben und Arten sitzende und springende auf vieren und auf zweiengehend Katzen mit einer Maus im Maule und einem Milchtopf in der PfoteKatzen mit Kätzchen auf dem Arme und einem bunten Vöglein in der Tatzeden Preis über alle aber gewann ein würdig blickender grauer Kater mitrauhem bärtigem Antlitz Ihm wurde in einer Kammer wo die Kinderspielten aus Bauholz ein eigenes Haus mit Wohn und Staatsgemächernaufgebaut Viel Zeit und Mühe war darauf verwandt worden deshalb erhieltes aber auch das Vorrecht vor dem zerstörenden Eulbesen der Köchin durchstrenges Verbot geschützt zu werden Es hieß das Hotel zur schwarzenAnna und der alte Herr welchen Namen der Graue sich gar bald erworbenhatte hat lange darin gewohnt Selten nur verließ er seine angenehmenRäume desto lieber da es ihm an Dienerschaft nicht fehlte versammelteer bei sich die Gesellschaft seiner Freunde und Freundinnen Dann ging eshoch her wir haben oft durchs Fenster geguckt Fetter Rahm inTassenschälchen Bratwürstchen und gebratene Lerchen wurden immeraufgetragen den Ehrenplatz zur Rechten des Gastgebers aber hatte allzeitein allerliebstes weißes Kätzchen mit einem roten Bändchen um den Hals obes eine Verwandte oder gar die Tochter desselben gewesen haben wir nichterfahren könnenAußer solchen Festen lebte übrigens der alte Herr still für sich weg nurmanchmal liebte er es aus seinem Hause auf die Spiele der Kinder in derKammer hinabzublicken wozu er die bequemste Gelegenheit hatte da dasHotel Zur schwarzen Anna auf einer Fensterbank erbaut war Dann stießwohl eins der Kinder das andre an und flüsterte Seht seht Der alteHerr steht wieder,0
+This eBook was produced by Jeroen HellingmanMORGAS PHILIPPINE ISLANDSVOLUME IOf this work five hundred copies are issued separately from ThePhilippine Islands 14931898 in fiftyfive volumesHISTORY OF THE PHILIPPINE ISLANDSFrom their discovery by Magellan in 1521 to the beginning of the XVIICentury with descriptions of Japan China and adjacent countries byDr ANTONIO DE MORGAAlcalde of Criminal Causes in the Royal Audiencia of Nueva Españaand Counsel for the Holy Office of the InquisitionCompletely translated into English edited and annotated byE H BLAIR and J A ROBERTSON With FacsimilesSeparate publication from The Philippine Islands 14931898 inwhich series this appears as volumes 15 and 16VOLUME ICleveland Ohio The Arthur H Clark Company 1907COPYRIGHT 1907THE ARTUR H CLARK COMPANYALL RIGHTS RESERVEDCONTENTS OF VOLUME I xv of seriesPrefaceSucesos de las Islas Filipinas Dr Antonio de Morga Mexico 1609Bibliographical DataAppendix A Expedition of Thomas CandishAppendix B Early years of the Dutch in the East IndiesILLUSTRATIONSView of city of Manila photographic facsimile of engraving inMallets Description de lunivers Paris 1683 ii p 127 fromcopy in Library of CongressTitlepage of Sucesos de las Islas Filipinas by Dr Antonio de MorgaMexico 1609 photographic facsimile from copy in Lenox LibraryMap showing first landingplace of Legazpi in the Philippinesphotographic facsimile of original MS map in the pilots logbookof the voyage in Archivo general de Indias SevillaView of Dutch vessels stationed in bay of Albay from T de BrysPeregrinationes 1st ed Amsterdame 1602 tome xvi no iv Voyagefaict entovr de lunivers par Sr Olivier dv Nortp 36 photographicfacsimile from copy in Boston Public LibraryBattle with Oliver van Noordt near Manila December 14 1600 utsupra p 44Sinking of the Spanish flagship in battle with van Noordt ut suprap 45Capture of van Noordts admirals ship ut supra p 46PREFACEIn this volume is presented the first installment of Dr Antoniode Morgas Sucesos de las Islas Filipinas Events here describedcover the years 14931603 and the history proper of the islands from1565 Morgas work is important as being written by a royal officialand a keen observer and participator in affairs Consequently hetouches more on the practical everyday affairs of the islands and inhis narrative shows forth the policies of the government its idealsand its strengths and weaknesses His book is written in the truehistoric spirit and the various threads of the history of the islandsare followed systematically As being one of the first of publishedbooks regarding the Philippines it has especial value Politicalsocial and economic phases of life both among the natives and theirconquerors are treated The futility of the Spanish policy in makingexternal expeditions and its consequent neglect of internal affairsthe great Chinese question the growth of trade communication withJapan missionary movements from the islands to surrounding countriesthe jealous and envious opposition of the Portuguese the dangers ofseavoyages all these are portrayed vividly yet soberly Morgasposition in the state allowed him access to many documents and heseems to have been on general good terms with all classes so that hereadily gained a knowledge of facts The character of Morgas workand his comprehensive treatment of the history institutions andproducts of the Philippines render possible and desirable the copiousannotations of this and the succeeding volume These annotations arecontributed in part by those of Lord Stanleys translation of Morgaand those of Rizals reprint while the Recopilación de leyes deIndias furnishes a considerable number of lawsThe book is preceded by the usual licenses and authorizations followedby the authors dedication and introduction In the latter he declareshis purpose in writing his book to be that the deeds achieved by ourSpaniards in the discovery conquest and conversion of the FilipinasIslandsas well as various fortunes that they have had from time totime in the great kingdoms and among the pagan peoples surrounding theislands may be known The first seven chapters of the book treat ofdiscoveries conquests and other events  until the death of DonPedro de Acuña The eighth chapter treats of the natives governmentconversion and other detailsIn rapid survey the author passes the line of demarcation of AlexanderVI and the voyages of Magalhães and Elcano Loaisa Villalobosand others down to the expedition of Legazpi The salient pointsof this expedition are briefly outlined his peaceful receptionby Tupas and the natives but their later hostility because theSpaniards seized their provisions their defeat the Spaniardsfirst settlement in Sebu and the despatching of the adviceboat toNueva España to discover the return passage and inform the viceroy ofthe success of the expedition From Sebu the conquest and settlementis extended to other islands and the Spanish capital is finally movedto Manila Events come rapidly The conquest proceeds by force ofarms or by the efforts of the religious who have sown the good seedsof the gospel Land is allotted to the conquerors and towns aregradually founded and the amount of the natives tribute is fixedAt Legazpis death Guido de Lavezaris assumes his responsibilitiesby virtue of a royal despatch among Legazpis papers and continuesthe latters plans The pirate Limahon is defeated after having slainMartin de Goiti Trade with China is established and as a consequencehas been growing ever since The two towns of Betis and Lubaoallotted by Lavezaris to himself are taken from him later by orderof his successor Dr Francisco de Sande but are restored to him byexpress order of the king together with the office of masterofcampSucceeding Lavezaris in 1575 Dr Francisco de Sande continues thepacification of the islands  especially that of the provinceof Camarines The town of Nueva Cáceres is founded and Sandespartially effective campaign to Borneo and its offshootthat ofEstevan Rodriguez de Figueroa to Mindanaoundertaken The SanJuanillo is despatched to Nueva España but it was lost at seaand never heard of again Sande is relieved of his governorshipby Gonzalo Ronquillo de Pefialosa and after his residencia returnsto Nueva España as auditor of MexicoChapter III details the events of Gonzalo Ronquillo dePefialosas administration and the interim of government of DiegoRonquillo Events with the greater stability constantly given theislands follow more quickly Gonzalo de Peñalosa by an agreement withthe king is to take six hundred colonistsmarried and singletothe islands in return for which he is to be governor,4
+Produced by Mike Pullen and Delphine LettauThis Etext is in GermanWe are releasing two versions of this Etext one in 7bit formatknown as Plain Vanilla ASCII which can be sent via plain emailand one in 8bit format which includes higher order characterswhich requires a binary transfer or sent as email attachment andmay require more specialized programs to display the accentsThis is the 8bit versionThis book content was graciously contributed by the Gutenberg ProjektDEThat project is reachable at the web site httpgutenbergspiegeldeDieses Buch wurde uns freundlicherweise vom Gutenberg ProjektDEzur Verfügung gestellt Das Projekt ist unter der InternetAdressehttpgutenbergspiegelde erreichbarEIN TREUER DIENER SEINES HERRNvonFRANZ GRILLPARZERTrauerspiel in fünf AufzügenPersonenKönig Andreas von UngarnGertrude seine GemahlinBela beider KindHerzog Otto von Meran der Königin BruderBancbanusErny seine FrauGraf Simon Bruder des BancbanusGraf Peter Ernys BruderDer Hauptmann des königlichen SchlossesZwei Edelleute von Herzog Ottos GefolgeMehrere HauptleuteEin königlicher KämmererEin ArztEine Kammerfrau der KöniginErnys KammerfrauZwei Diener des BancbanusZwei Diener der KöniginEin SoldatErster AufzugSaal in Bancbanus Hause Hohe Bogenfenster altertümlichesunscheinbares Geräte schicklich verteilt Lichter auf dem TischeVor TagesanbruchBancbanus im Vorgrunde am Tische stehend Zwei Diener sind beschäftigtihn anzukleiden Der eine hält den Kalpak der andere kniet die SpornebefestigendVon der Straße herauf tönt unter Geschrei Gelächter und HändeklatschenBancbanus Ho BancbanusBancbanusDer Sporn da drücktErster DienerAch HerrBancbanusBei toll und unklugDu ziehst ja fester an Laß nach laß nachErster DienerMan weiß kaum was man tutBancbanusSo schlimmer dennErster DienerDer LärmBancbanusWas nurErster DienerDort unten auf der StraßeBancbanusWas kümmert dich die Straße Sieh du hierEin jeder treibe was ihm selber obliegtDie andern mögen nur ein Gleiches tunGesang zur Zitherbegleitung auf der StraßeAlter MannDer jungen FrauIst er klugNimmts nicht genauViele Stimmen unter Lärm und GelächterBancbanus Ho BancbanusErster Diener die Faust vor die Stirn gedrücktDaß Gift und PestBancbanus der mittlerweile den Gürtel umgebunden hatDen Säbel nunErster DienerAch HerrIhr wolltetBancbanusWasErster Diener den Säbel halb ausgezogenDen Säbel aus der ScheideDas Tor geöffnet wir da hinter EuchHineingesprengt ins höhnende GelichterUndhuiwo waren sieBancbanusBist du so kriegrischIch will dir einen Platz im Heere suchenHier wohnt der Frieden ich bin nur sein MietsmannSein Lehensmann sein GastVerhüte Gott daß er mich lärmend findeUnd Miet und Wohnung mir auf Unzeit kündeDie Narrenteidung laß und gib den SäbelEr gürtet ihn umDer Ungar trägt im Frieden auch den StahlZückt er ihn gleich nicht ohne herbe WahlWie denn der Ehemann den Reifen den er trägtAuch in der Fremde nicht vom Finger legtDer Säbel an der Hüfte soll nur kundenDaß Ungar und Gefahr wie Mann und Frau verbundenNu nu laß nur und gehErster DienerAch Herr mein HerrSie werfen Sand und Steine nach dem FensterBancbanusSo mach es auf die Scheiben kosten GeldSind sie geöffnet schaden keine WürfeDen Kalpak reiche du ich muß aufs SchloßDer König will mit Tagesanbruch fortWas ist die GlockeZweiter DienerVier UhrBancbanusHohe ZeitSieh du nach meiner FrauErster Diener am FensterDort stehen sieBancbanusLaß stehn laß stehnErster DienerDer Prinz inmitten drinBancbanusWas PrinzErster DienerIch habs gesehnBancbanus mit halb gezücktem SäbelGesehen SchuftHätt ichs gesehn mit diesen meinen AugenWeit eher glaubt ich daß ich wachend träumeAls Übles von dem Schwager meines HerrnGeh fortMuß ich hier toben wie ein FantScheltwort ausstoßenundbei toll und unklugEin Rat des KönigsNu ein feiner RatEi wollt ich doch du wärst auf FarkahegyZwölf Steine über dirEi dies und dasGeh sag ich geh Ich will nicht weiter sprechenDienerin kommt mit einem BecherWas bringst nun duDienerinDen Frühtrunk gnädger HerrBancbanusSetz immer hinIst meine Frau schon wachDienerinJa wohlBancbanusJawohlWarum denn kommt sie nichtJa wohl ist zweimal ja wenn zweimal wach dennSo sollte sie doch mindstens einmal kommenJa wohl Gott segne mir die RedensartenEin andermal sprich Ja Nun also dennWarum nur kommt sie nichtDienerinIch sollte fragenOb Ihr erlaubtBancbanusIch gebe mich gefangenDie Torheit merk ich steckt wie Fieber anOb ich erlaube frägt sie Guter GottSoll ich erlauben und hab nie verwehrtErny erscheint an der TüreEi Erny grüß dich Gott Was ficht dich anLäßt du durch Kämmrer mich um Einlaß bittenIch bin ein Feind von Neuerungen KindMach mir nichts Neues bitt ich dich gar sehrErny nach vorn kommendSo zürnt Ihr nichtBancbanusWarum dennJa dort untenDie Straße Kind ist jedermanns GemeingutWir haben sie nicht herbestellt wir könnenGenaugenommen ihnens auch nicht wehrenObs gleich nicht artig ist so früh am TageDie Schläfer schon zu stören durch GesangErnyDoch wißt Ihr denn auch werBancbanusIch mags nicht wissenErnyGertrude sagtder PrinzBancbanusNu seis darumDer gute Herr hat Muße laß ihn schwärmenGesang auf der StraßeSchön Erny lieb und gutVerschläfst dein junges BlutVermählest ohne ScheuDem Winter deinen MaiViele StimmenBancbanus Ho BancbanusBancbanus der während des Gesanges den Becher ergriffen undgetrunken hatDer Mittlere singt falsch und hält nicht TaktDaß Gott Ein schlechtes Lied verdirbt die reinste KehleErnyHa Scham und SchmachBancbanusFür wen Mein liebes KindNur eine Schmach weiß ich auf dieser ErdeUnd die heißt unrecht tunErnyAllein die WorteDes argen Liedes Worte die sie sangenBancbanusIch achtete nicht drauf und rate dir ein GleichesDer Vorzug ists der Worte vor den TatenSie schädgen nur wenn man sich ihnen leihtNun laß von anderm uns von Nötgerm sprechenDer König zieht nach Halisch mit dem HeerDes Reiches alte Rechte zu bewahrenMit Tagesanbruch will er heute fortIch bin beschieden samt den andern RätenZu hören noch sein königlich GebotIch geh aufs SchloßErnyWie jetztBancbanusWarum denn nichtErnyJetzt da das Haus von jenen tollen HaufenUmlagert stehtBancbanusMein Kind gib dich zufriedenDie lauten Kläffer scheu ich nicht zumeistIch geh in meines Königs Dienst und AuftragUnd dann hätt ich dies Haupt an sechzig JahreAufrecht getragen unter Sturm und SonneDamit ein junger Fant sich mutig fühlteZu mehr als drauß zu lärmen vor der TürAuf die Brust schlagendSei ruhig Kind mein Wächter geht mit mirIch also will nach Hofe Du indesWenns anders dir gefällt zieh dich zurückIns Innere des Hauses hörst du wohlVerlischt das Licht hier und ermangelt AntwortSo wird der Poltrer seines Polterns sattUnd geht zuletzt von selbst Willst du mein KindErnyWie gernBancbanusNun denn leb wohl Noch einen KußDoch nein So aufgeregt das hieße raubenKomm ich zurück so gibst du ihn wohl selbstErny in seine Arme eilendMein GatteGeschrei auf der GasseBancbanus Ho BancbanusBancbanusLärmet lärmt nur zuDie Hand auf Ernys Herz legendWenns ruhig hierauf seine eigne Brustist hier auch alles RuhGeht ab Die Diener folgenErny bleibt in horchender Stellung nach der Türe gekehrt stehenEr gehtNun sind sie still HorchEs war nichtsKammerfrau die ein Licht ergriffen hatBeliebts Euch gnädge FrauErnyJa soich kommeZum Gehen,14
+Produced by Juliet Sutherland Dave Morgan and the PG OnlineDistributed Proofreading TeamTHE YELLOW STREAKBY VALENTINE WILLIAMSCONTENTSI THE MASTER OF HARKINGSII AT TWILIGHTIII A DISCOVERYIV BETWEEN THE DESK AND THE WINDOWV IN WHICH BUDE LOOKS AT ROBIN GREVEVI THE LETTERVII VOICES IN THE LIBRARYVIII ROBIN GOES TO MARYIX MR MANDERTONX A SMOKING CHIMNEYXI  SPEED THE PARTING GUESTXII MR MANDERTON is NONPLUSSEDXIII JEEKESXIV A SHEET OF BLUE PAPERXV SHADOWSXVI THE INTRUDERXVII A FRESH CLUEXVIII THE SILENT SHOTXIX MR MANDERTON LAYS HIS CARDS ON THE TABLEXX THE CODE KINGXXI A WORD WITH MR JEEKESXXII THE MAN WITH THE YELLOW FACEXXIII TWOS COMPANYXXIV THE METAMORPHOSIS OF MR SCHULZXXV THE READING OF THE RIDDLEXXVI THE FIGURE IN THE DOORWAYXXVII AN INTERRUPTION FROM BEYONDXXVIII THE DEATH OF HARTLEY PARRISHTHE YELLOW STREAKCHAPTER ITHE MASTER OF HARKINGSOf all the luxuries of which Hartley Parrishs sudden rise to wealthgave him possession Bude his butler was the acquisition in which hetook the greatest delight and pride Bude was a large and comfortablelooking person triplechinned like an archdeacon baldheaded except fora respectable and saving edging of dark down cleanshaven benign ofcountenance with a bold nose which to the psychologist bespoke bothambition and inborn cleverness He had a thin tight mouth which initself alone was a symbol of discreet reticence the hallmark of thetrusted family retainerBude had spent his life in the service of the English aristocracy TheEarl of Tipperary MajorGeneral Lord Bannister the Dowager Marchionessof Wiltshire and Sir Herbert Marcobrunner Bart had in turn watchedhis gradual progress from pantryboy to butler Bude was a man whosemaxim had been the French saying _Je prends mon bien où je letrouve_In his thirty years service he had always sought to discover and drawfrom those sources of knowledge which were at his disposal FromMacTavish who had supervised Lord Tipperarys worldfamous gardens hehad learnt a great deal about flowers so that the arrangement of thefloral decorations was always one of the features at Hartley Parrishs_soigné_ dinnerparties From Brun the unsurpassed _chef_ whom LordBannister had picked up when serving with the Guards in Egypt he hadgathered sufficient knowledge of the higher branches of the cuisine toenable Hartley Parrish to leave the arrangement of the menu in hisbutlers handsBude would have been the first to admit that socially speaking hispresent situation was not the equal of the positions he had held Therewas none of the staid dignity about his present employer which wasinborn in men like Lord Tipperary or Lord Bannister and which SirHerbert Marcobrunner with the easy assimilative faculty of his racehad very successfully acquired Below middle height thickset andpowerfully built with a big head narrow eyes and a massive chinHartley Parrish in his absorbed concentration on his business had notime for the acquisition or practice of the Eton mannerIt was characteristic of Parrish that seeing Bude at a dinnerparty atMarcobruaners he should have engaged him on the spot It took Bude aweek to get over his shock at the manner in which the offer was madeParrish had approached him as he was supervising the departure of theguests Waving aside the footman who offered to help him into hisovercoat Parrish had asked Bude pointblank what wages he was gettingBude mentioned the generous remuneration he was receiving from SirHerbert Marcobrunner whereupon Parrish had remarkedCome to me and Ill double it Ill give you a week to think it overLet my secretary knowAfter a few discreet enquiries Bude faithful to his maxim hadaccepted Parrishs offer Marcobrunner was furiously angry but beinganxious to interest Parrish in a deal sagely kept his feelings tohimself And Bude had never regretted the change He found Parrish anexacting but withal a just and a generous master and he was not longin realizing that as long as he kept Harkings Parrishs country placewhere he spent the greater part of his time running smoothly accordingto Parrishs schedule he could count on a life situationThe polish of manner the sober dignity of dress acquired from years ofacute observation in the service of the nobility were to be seen as atthe hour of five in the twilight of this bleak autumn afternoon Budemoved majestically into the loungehall of Harkings and leisurelypounded the gong for teaThe muffled notes of the gong swelled out brazenly through the silenthouse They echoed down the softly carpeted corridors to the librarywhere the master of the house sat at his desk For days he had beenimmersed in the figures of the new issue which Hornaways the vastengineering business of his creation was about to put on the marketThey reverberated up the fine old oak staircase to the luxurious LouisXV bedroom where Lady Margaret Trevert lay on her bed idly smilingthrough an amusing novel They crashed through the thickly padded baizedoors leading to the servants hall where at sixpence a hundredParrishs man Jay was partnering Lady Margarets maid against MrsHeever the housekeeper and Robert the chauffeur at a friendly gameof bridge And they even boomed distantly into the farawaybilliardroom and broke into the talk which Robin Greve was having withMary TrevertDamn exclaimed Greve savagely as the distant gonging came to hisearsIts the gong for tea said Mary demurelyShe was sitting on one of the big leather sofas lining the long roomRobin as he gazed down at her from where he stood with his back againstthe edge of the billiardtable thought what an attractive picture shemade in the halflightThe lamps over the table were lit but the rest of the room was almostdark In that lighting the thickly waving dark hair brought out the finewhiteness of the girls skin There was love and a great desire forlove in her large dark eyes but the clearcut features thewellshaped chin and the firm mouth the lips a little full spoke ofambition and the love of powerIve been here three whole days said Robin and Ive not had twowords with you alone Mary And hardly have I got you to myself for aquiet game of pills when that rotten gong goes Im sorry youre disappointed at missing your game the girl repliedmischievously but I expect you will be,47
+Produced by Jake JaquaIMAGINATIONS AND REVERIESBy AE George William RussellPREFACEThe publishers of this book thought that a volume of articles and taleswritten by me during the past twentyfive years would have interestenough to justify publication and asked me to make a selection I havenot been able to make up a book with only one theme My temperamentwould only allow me to be happy when I was working at art My consciencewould not let me have peace unless I worked with other Irishmen at thereconstruction of Irish life Birth in Ireland gave me a bias towardsIrish nationalism while the spirit which inhabits my body told me thepolitics of eternity ought to be my only concern and that all otherraces equally with my own were children of the Great King To aid inmovements one must be orthodox My desire to help prompted agreementwhile my intellect was always heretical I had written out of everymood and could not retain any mood for long If I advocated anational ideal I felt immediately I could make an equal plea for morecosmopolitan and universal ideas I have observed my intuitions whereverthey drew me for I felt that the Light within us knows better than anyother the need and the way So I have no book on one theme and the onlyunity which connects what is here written is a common origin The readermust try a balance between the contraries which exist here as theyexist in us all as they exist and are harmonized in that multitudinousmeditation which is the universeAEPREFACE TO SECOND EDITIONTo this edition four essays have been added Two of these Thoughtsfor a Convention and The New Nation made some little stir when theyfirst appeared Ireland since then has passed away from the mood whichmade it possible to consider the reconciliations suggested and hasset its heart on more fundamental changes and these essays have onlyinterest as marking a moment of transition in national life before ittook a new road leading to another destinyCONTENTS     NATIONALITY OR COSMOPOLITANISM     STANDISH OGRADY     THE DRAMATIC TREATMENT OF LEGEND     THE CHARACTER OF HEROIC LITERATURE     A POET OF SHADOWS     THE BOYHOOD OF A POET     THE POETRY OF JAMES STEPHENS     A NOTE ON SEUMAS OSULLIVAN     ART AND LITERATURE     AN ARTIST OF GARLIC IRELAND     TWO IRISH ARTISTS     ULSTER     IDEALS OF THE NEW RURAL SOCIETY     THOUGHTS FOR A CONVENTION     THE NEW NATION     THE SPIRITUAL CONFLICT     ON AN IRISH HILL     RELIGION AND LOVE     THE RENEWAL OF YOUTH     THE HERO IN MAN     THE MEDITATION OF ANANDA     THE MIDNIGHT BLOSSOM     THE CHILDHOOD OF APOLLO     THE MASK OF APOLLO     The CAVE OF LILITH     THE STORY OF A STAR     THE DREAM OF ANGUS OGE     DEIRDRENATIONALITY OR COSMOPOLITANISMAs one of those who believe that the literature of a country is forever creating a new soul among its people I do not like to think thatliterature with us must follow an inexorable law of sequence and gain aspiritual character only after the bodily passions have grown weary andexhausted themselves In the essay called The Autumn of the Body MrYeats seems to indicate such a sequence Yet whether the art of anyof the writers of the decadence does really express spiritual things isopen to doubt The mood in which their work is conceived a distemperedemotion through which no new joy quivers seems too often to tellrather of exhausted vitality than of the ecstasy of a new life Howevermuch too their art refines itself choosing ever rarer and moreexquisite forms of expression underneath it all an intuition seems todisclose only the old wolfish lust hiding itself beneath the goldenfleece of the spirit It is not the spirit breaking through corruptionbut the life of the senses longing to shine with the light which makessaintly things beautiful and it would put on the jeweled raiment ofseraphim retaining still a heart of clay smitten through and throughwith the unappeasable desire of the flesh so Rossettis women who havearound them all the circumstance of poetry and romantic beauty seemthrough their suckedin lips to express a thirst which could be allayedin no spiritual paradise Art in the decadence in our time might besymbolized as a crimson figure undergoing a dark crucifixion the hostsof light are overcoming it and it is dying filled with anguish anddespair at a beauty it cannot attain All these strange emotions have aprofound psychological interest I do not think because a spiritualflaw can be urged against a certain phase of life that it should remainunexpressed The psychic maladies which attack all races when theircivilization grows old must needs be understood to be dealt with andthey cannot be understood without being revealed in literature or artBut in Ireland we are not yet sick with this sickness As psychologyit concerns only the curious Our intellectual life is in suspense Thenational spirit seems to be making a last effort to assert itselfin literature and to overcome cosmopolitan influences and the artof writers who express a purely personal feeling It is true thatnationality may express itself in many ways it may not be at allevident in the subject matter but it may be very evident in thesentiment But a literature loosely held together by some emotionalcharacteristics common to the writers however great it may be does notfulfill the purpose of a literature or art created by a number of menwho have a common aim in building up an overwhelming idealwho createin a sense a soul for,24
+Produced by Gary R L YoungTHE TRAGICAL HISTORY OF DOCTOR FAUSTUSBy Christopher MarloweFrom The Quarto Of 1616Edited By The Rev Alexander DyceComments on the preparation of the ETextSQUARE BRACKETSThe square brackets ie are copied from the printed bookwithout change except that the stage directions usually do nothave closing brackets  These have been addedFOOTNOTESFor this EText version of the book the footnotes have beenconsolidated at the end of the playNumbering of the footnotes has been changed and each footnoteis given a unique identityCHANGES TO THE TEXTCharacter names were expanded  For Example FAUSTUS was FAUSTSECOND SCHOLAR was SEC SCHOLOTHER COMMENTSThis EText of _Doctor Faustus_ is taken from a volume of_The Works of Christopher Marlowe_  That volume also containsan earlier version of the play based on the text of 1604which is available as an EText  Some of the notes to theearlier version are applicable to and help explain thisversionGary R YoungThe Tragicall History of the Life and Death of Doctor FaustusWritten by Ch Mar London Printed for John Wright and areto be sold at his shop without Newgate at the signe of theBible 1616 4toThe Tragicall History of the Life and Death of Doctor FaustusWith new Additions  Written by Ch Mar  Printed at London forJohn Wright and are to be sold at his shop without Newgate1624 4toThe Tragicall Historie of the Life and Death of Doctor FaustusWith new Additions  Written by Ch Mar  Printed at London forJohn Wright and are to be sold at his shop without Newgate1631 4toIn a few places I have amended the text of this play by means of4to 1604I have made no use of the comparatively modern edition4to 1663DRAMATIS PERSONAE     THE POPE     THE EMPEROR OF GERMANY     RAYMOND king of Hungary     DUKE OF SAXONY     BRUNO     DUKE OF VANHOLT     MARTINO          FREDERICK    gentlemen     BENVOLIO         FAUSTUS     VALDES       friends to FAUSTUS     CORNELIUS        WAGNER servant to FAUSTUS     Clown     ROBIN     DICK     Vintner     Horsecourser     Carter     An Old Man     Scholars Cardinals ARCHBISHOP OF RHEIMS Bishops Monks          Friars Soldiers and Attendants     DUCHESS OF VANHOLT     Hostess     LUCIFER     BELZEBUB     MEPHISTOPHILIS     Good Angel     Evil Angel     The Seven Deadly Sins     Devils     Spirits in the shapes of ALEXANDER THE GREAT of his Paramour          of DARIUS and of HELEN     ChorusTHE TRAGICAL HISTORY OF DOCTOR FAUSTUSFROM THE QUARTO OF 1616          Enter CHORUS     CHORUS Not marching in the fields of Thrasymene     Where Mars did mate the warlike Carthagens 1     Nor sporting in the dalliance of love     In courts of kings where state is overturnd     Nor in the pomp of proud audacious deeds     Intends our Muse to vaunt her 2 heavenly verse     Only this gentleswe must now perform     The form of Faustus fortunes good or bad     And now to patient judgments we appeal     And speak for Faustus in his infancy     Now is he born of parents base of stock     In Germany within a town calld Rhodes     At riper years to Wittenberg he went     Whereas his kinsmen chiefly brought him up     So much he profits in divinity     That shortly he was gracd with doctors name     Excelling all and sweetly can dispute     In th heavenly matters of theology     Till swoln with cunning of 3 a selfconceit     His waxen wings did mount above his reach     And melting heavens conspird his overthrow     For falling to a devilish exercise     And glutted now with learnings golden gifts     He surfeits upon 4 cursed necromancy     Nothing so sweet as magic is to him     Which he prefers before his chiefest bliss     And this the man that in his study sits          Exit          FAUSTUS discovered in his study     FAUSTUS Settle thy studies Faustus and begin     To sound the depth of that thou wilt profess     Having commencd be a divine in show     Yet level at the end of every art     And live and die in Aristotles works     Sweet Analytics tis thou hast ravishd me     Bene disserere est finis logices     Is to dispute well logics chiefest end     Affords this art no greater miracle     Then read no more thou hast attaind that end     A greater subject fitteth,0
+Produced by Sue Asscher and David WidgerMASTER FRANCIS RABELAISFIVE BOOKS OF THE LIVES HEROIC DEEDS AND SAYINGS OFGARGANTUA AND HIS SON PANTAGRUELBook VTranslated into English bySir Thomas Urquhart of CromartyandPeter Antony MotteuxThe text of the first Two Books of Rabelais has been reprinted from thefirst edition 1653 of Urquharts translation  Footnotes initialled Mare drawn from the Maitland Club edition 1838 other footnotes are by thetranslator  Urquharts translation of Book III appeared posthumously in1693 with a new edition of Books I and II under Motteuxs editorshipMotteuxs rendering of Books IV and V followed in 1708  Occasionally asthe footnotes indicate passages omitted by Motteux have been restored fromthe 1738 copy edited by OzellTHE FIFTH BOOKThe Authors PrologueIndefatigable topers and you thrice precious martyrs of the smock giveme leave to put a serious question to your worships while you are idlystriking your codpieces and I myself not much better employed  Pray whyis it that people say that men are not such sots nowadays as they were inthe days of yore  Sot is an old word that signifies a dunce dullardjolthead gull wittol or noddy one without guts in his brains whosecockloft is unfurnished and in short a fool  Now would I know whetheryou would have us understand by this same saying as indeed you logicallymay that formerly men were fools and in this generation are grown wiseHow many and what dispositions made them fools  How many and whatdispositions were wanting to make em wise  Why were they fools  Howshould they be wise  Pray how came you to know that men were formerlyfools  How did you find that they are now wise  Who the devil made emfools  Who a Gods name made em wise  Who dye think are most thosethat loved mankind foolish or those that love it wise  How long has itbeen wise  How long otherwise  Whence proceeded the foregoing follyWhence the following wisdom  Why did the old folly end now and no laterWhy did the modern wisdom begin now and no sooner  What were we the worsefor the former folly  What the better for the succeeding wisdom  Howshould the ancient folly be come to nothing  How should this same newwisdom be started up and establishedNow answer me ant please you  I dare not adjure you in stronger termsreverend sirs lest I make your pious fatherly worships in the leastuneasy  Come pluck up a good heart speak the truth and shame the devilBe cheery my lads and if you are for me take me off three or fivebumpers of the best while I make a halt at the first part of the sermonthen answer my question  If you are not for me avaunt avoid Satan  ForI swear by my greatgrandmothers placket and thats a horrid oath thatif you dont help me to solve that puzzling problem I will nay I alreadydo repent having proposed it for still I must remain nettled andgravelled and a devil a bit I know how to get off  Well what say youIfaith I begin to smell you out  You are not yet disposed to give me ananswer nor I neither by these whiskers  Yet to give some light into thebusiness Ill een tell you what had been anciently foretold in the matterby a venerable doctor who being moved by the spirit in a prophetic veinwrote a book ycleped the Prelatical Bagpipe  What dye think the oldfornicator saith  Hearken you old noddies hearken now or never  The jubilees year when all like fools were shorn  Is about thirty supernumerary  O want of veneration fools they seemed  But persevering with long breves at last  No more they shall be gaping greedy fools  For they shall shell the shrubs delicious fruit  Whose flower they in the spring so much had fearedNow you have it what do you make ont  The seer is ancient the stylelaconic the sentences dark like those of Scotus though they treat ofmatters dark enough in themselves  The best commentators on that goodfather take the jubilee after the thirtieth to be the years that areincluded in this present age till 1550 there being but one jubilee everyfifty years  Men shall no longer be thought fools next green peas seasonThe fools whose number as Solomon certifies is infinite shall go to potlike a parcel of mad bedlamites as they are and all manner of folly shallhave an end that being also numberless according to Avicenna maniaeinfinitae sunt species  Having been driven back and hidden towards thecentre during the rigour of the winter tis now to be seen on the surfaceand buds out like the trees  This is as plain as a nose in a mans faceyou know it by experience you see it  And it was formerly found out bythat great good man Hippocrates Aphorism Verae etenim maniae c  Thisworld therefore wisifying itself shall no longer dread the flower andblossoms of every coming spring that is as you may piously believebumper in hand and tears in eyes in the woeful time of Lent which used tokeep them companyWhole cartloads of books that seemed florid flourishing and flowery gayand gaudy as so many butterflies but in the main were tiresome dullsoporiferous irksome mischievous crabbed knotty puzzling and dark asthose of whining Heraclitus as unintelligible as the numbers ofPythagoras that king of the bean according to Horace those books I sayhave seen their best days and shall soon come to nothing being deliveredto the executing worms and merciless petty chandlers such was theirdestiny and to this they were predestinatedIn their stead beans in cod are started up that is these merry andfructifying Pantagruelian books so much sought nowadays in expectation ofthe following jubilees period to the study of which writings all peoplehave given their minds and accordingly have gained the name of wiseNow I think I,0
+Produced by Gordon KeenerINDIAS LOVE LYRICSBy Laurence HopeEditorial note  Laurence Hope was the pen name of Adela Florence CoryNicolson Born in 1865 she was educated in England At age 16 shejoined her father in India where she spent most of her adult life In1889 she married Col Malcolm H Nicolson a man twice her age Shecommitted suicide two months after his death in 1904Less than the Dust   Less than the dust beneath thy Chariot wheel   Less than the rust that never stained thy Sword   Less than the trust thou hast in me O Lord                                Even less than these   Less than the weed that grows beside thy door   Less than the speed of hours spent far from thee   Less than the need thou hast in life of me                                Even less am I   Since I O Lord am nothing unto thee   See here thy Sword I make it keen and bright   Loves last reward Death comes to me tonight                                Farewell  ZahirudinTo the Unattainable   Oh that my blood were water thou athirst   And thou and I in some far Desert land   How would I shed it gladly if but first   It touched thy lips before it reached the sand   OnceAh the Gods were good to meI threw   Myself upon a poison snake that crept   Where my Beloveda lesser love we knew   Than this which now consumes me whollyslept   But thou Alas what can I do for thee   By Fate and thine own beauty set above   The need of all or any aid from me   Too high for service as too far for loveIn the Early Pearly Morning   Song by Valgovind   The fields are full of Poppies and the skies are very blue   By the Temple in the coppice I wait Beloved for you   The level land is sunny and the errant air is gay   With scent of rose and honey will you come to me today   From carven walls above me smile lovers many a pair   Oh take this rose and love me she has twined it in her hair   He advances she retreating pursues and holds her fast   The sculptor left them meeting in a close embrace at last   Through centuries together in the carven stone they lie   In the glow of golden weather and endless azure sky   Oh that we who have for pleasure so short and scant a stay   Should waste our summer leisure will you come to me today   The Temple bells are ringing for the marriage month has come   I hear the women singing and the throbbing of the drum   And when the song is failing or the drums a moment mute   The weirdly wistful wailing of the melancholy flute   Little life has got to offer and little man to lose   Since today Fate deigns to proffer Oh wherefore then refuse   To take this transient hour in the dusky Temple gloom   While the poppies are in flower and the mangoe trees abloom   And if Fate remember later and come to claim her due   What sorrow will be greater than the Joy I had with you   For today lit by your laughter between the crushing years   I will chance in the hereafter eternities of tearsReverie of Mahomed Akram at the Tamarind Tank   The Desert is parched in the burning sun   And the grass is scorched and white   But the sand is passed and the march is done   We are camping here tonight        I sit in the shade of the Temple walls        While the cadenced water evenly falls        And a peacock out of the Jungle calls        To another on yonder tomb       Above half seen in the lofty gloom       Strange works of a long dead people loom   Obscene and savage and half effaced   An elephant hunt a musicians feast   And curious matings of man and beast   What did they mean to the men who are long since dust        Whose fingers traced        In this arid waste   These rioting twisted figures of love and lust   Strange weird things that no man may say   Things Humanity hides away        Secretly done   Catch the light of the living day        Smile in the sun   Cruel things that man may not name   Naked here without fear or shame        Laughed in the carven stone   Deep in the Temples innermost Shrine is set,3
+Produced by Alan LightPOEMS OF HENRY TIMRODBy Henry TimrodWith MemoirContents   Introduction   The Late Judge George S Bryan   Spring   The Cotton Boll   Præceptor Amat   The Problem   A Years Courtship   Serenade   Youth and Manhood   Hark to the Shouting Wind   Too Long O Spirit of Storm   The Lily Confidante   The Stream is Flowing from the West   Vox et Præterea Nihil   Madeline   A Dedication   Katie   Why Silent   Two Portraits   La Belle Juive   An Exotic   The Rosebuds   A Mothers Wail   Our Willie   Address Delivered at the Opening of the New Theatre at Richmond   A Vision of Poesy   The Past   Dreams   The Arctic Voyager   Dramatic Fragment   The Summer Bower   A Rhapsody of a Southern Winter Night   FlowerLife   A Summer Shower   Babys Age   The Messenger Rose   On Pressing Some Flowers   1866Addressed to the Old Year   Stanzas  A Mother Gazes Upon Her Daughter Arrayed for an Approaching Bridal     Written in Illustration of a Tableau Vivant   Hymn Sung at an Anniversary of the Asylum of Orphans at Charleston   To a Captive Owl   Loves Logic   Second Love   Hymn Sung at the Consecration of Magnolia Cemetery Charleston SC   Hymn Sung at a Sacred Concert at Columbia SC   Lines to R L   To Whom   To Thee   Storm and Calm   Retirement   A Common Thought   Poems Written in War Times   Carolina   A Cry to Arms   Charleston   Ripley   Ethnogenesis   Carmen Triumphale   The Unknown Dead   The Two Armies   Christmas   Ode Sung on the Occasion of Decorating the Graves of the Confederate Dead     at Magnolia Cemetery Charleston SC 1867   Sonnets      I    Poet If on a Lasting Fame Be Bent     II    Most Men Know Love But as a Part of Life    III    Life Ever Seems as from Its Present Site     IV    They Dub Thee Idler Smiling Sneeringly      V    Some Truths There Be Are Better Left Unsaid     VI    I Scarcely Grieve O Nature at the Lot    VII    Grief Dies Like Joy the Tears Upon My Cheek   VIII    At Last Beloved Nature I Have Met     IX    I Know Not Why But All This Weary Day      X    Were I the PoetLaureate of the Fairies     XI    Which Are the Clouds and Which the Mountains  See    XII    What Gossamer Lures Thee Now  What Hope What Name   XIII    I Thank You Kind and Best Beloved Friend    XIV    Are These Wild Thoughts Thus Fettered in My Rhymes     XV    In MemoriamHarris Simons  Poems Now First Collected  Song Composed for Washingtons Birthday and Respectfully Inscribed  to the Officers and Members of the Washington Light Infantry of Charleston  February 22 1859  A Bouquet  Lines  I Stooped from StarBright Regions  A Trifle  Lines  I Saw or Dreamed I Saw Her Sitting Lone  Sonnet  If I Have Graced No Single Song of Mine  To Rosa   Acrostic  DedicationIntroductionA true poet is one of the most precious gifts that can be bestowed ona generation He speaks for it and he speaks to it Reflecting andinterpreting his age and its thoughts feelings and purposes he speaksfor it and with a love of truth with a keener moral insight into theuniversal heart of man and with the intuition of inspiration he speaksto it and through it to the world It is thus    The poet to the whole wide world belongs    Even as the Teacher is the childsNor is it to the great masters alone that our homage and thankfulnessare due Wherever a true child of song strikes his harp we love tolisten All that we ask is that the music be native born of impassionedimpulse that will not be denied heartfelt like the lark when she soarsup to greet the morning and pours out her song by the same quiveringecstasy that impels her flight For though the voices be many theoracle is one for God gave the poet his songSuch was Henry Timrod the Southern poet A child of nature his songis the voice of the Southland Born in Charleston SC December 8th1829 his life cast in the seething torrent of civil war his voice wasalso the voice of Carolina and through her of the South in all therich glad life poured out in patriotic pride into that fatal strugglein all the valor and endurance of that dark conflict in all the gloomof its disaster and in all the sacred tenderness that clings about itsmemories He was the poet of the Lost Cause the finest interpreter ofthe feelings and traditions of the splendid heroism of a brave peopleMoreover by his catholic spirit his wide range and worldwidesympathies he is a true American poetThe purpose of the _TIMROD MEMORIAL ASSOCIATION_ of his native city andState in,3
+Produced by Charles KellerPOLLY OF THE CIRCUSBy Margaret MayoTo My _KLEINE MUTTER_Chapter IThe band of the Great American Circus was playing noisily Theperformance was in full swingBeside a shabby trunk in the womens dressing tent sat a youngwistfulfaced girl chin in hand unheeding the chatter of the womenabout her or the picturesque disarray of the surrounding objects Hereyes had been so long accustomed to the glitter and tinsel of circusfineries that she saw nothing unusual in a picture that might have helda painter spellboundCircling the inside of the tent and forming a double line down thecentre were partially unpacked trunks belching forth impudent massesof satins laces artificial hair paper flowers and paste jewelsThe scent of moist earth mingled oddly with the perfumed odours of thegarments heaped on the grass Here and there high circles of lightsthrew a strong steady glare upon the halfclad figure of a robustacrobat or the thin drooping shoulders of a less stalwart sisterTemporary ropes stretched from one pole to another were laden withbrightcoloured stockings gaudy spangled gowns or dusty streetclothes discarded by the performers before slipping into their circusattire There were no nails or hooks so hats and veils were pinned tothe canvas wallsThe furniture was limited to one camp chair in front of each trunkthe till of which served as a tray for the paints powders and otheressentials of makeupA pail of water stood by the side of each chair so that the performersmight wash the delicately shaded tights handkerchiefs and other smallarticles not to be entrusted to the slow careless process of thevillage laundry Some of these had been washed tonight and hung to dryon the lines between the dusty street garmentsWomen whose turns came late sat about halfclothed reading crochetingor sewing while others added pencilled eyebrows powder or rouge totheir already exaggerated makeups Here and there a child was puttingher sawdust baby to sleep in the till of her trunk before beginningher part in the evenings entertainment Young and old went about theirduties with a systematic businesslike air and even the little knotof excited women near Pollyit seemed that one of the men had upset acircus traditionkept a sharp lookout for their turnsWhat do you think about it Polly asked a handsome brunette as shesurveyed herself in the costume of a Roman charioteerAbout what asked Polly vacantlyLeave Poll alone shes in one of her trances called a motherlygoodnatured woman whose trunk stood next to Pollys and whose businesswas to support a son and three daughters upon stalwart shoulders bothfiguratively and literallyWell _I_ aint in any trance answered the dark girl and _I_ thinkits pretty tough for him to take up with a rank outsider and expectus to warm up to her as though hed married one of our own folks Shetossed her head the pride of class distinction welling high in herample bosomHe aint asking us to warm up to her contradicted MademoiselleEloise a pale lighthaired sprite who had arrived late and was makingundignified efforts to get out of her clothes by way of her head Shewas Pollys understudy and next in line for the star place in the billWell Barker has put her into the Leap of Death stunt aint hecontinued the brunette Course that aint a regular circus actshe added somewhat mollified and so far shes had to dress withthe freaks but the next thing we know hell be ringin her in on aregular stunt and be puttin her in to dress with USNo danger of that sneered the blonde Barker is too old a stager tomix up his sheep and his goatsPolly had again lost the thread of the conversation Her mind hadgone roving to the night when the frightened girl about whom theywere talking had made her first appearance in the circus lot clingingtimidly to the hand of the man who had just made her his wife Her eyeshad met Pollys with a look of appeal that had gone straight to thechilds simple heartA few nights later the newcomer had allowed herself to be strapped intothe cumbersome Leap of Death machine which hurled itself through spaceat each performance and flung itself down with force enough to breakthe neck of any unskilled rider Courage and steady nerve were therequisites for the job so the manager had said but any physician wouldhave told him that only a trained acrobat could long endure the nervousstrain the muscular tension and the physical rack of such an ordealWhat matter The few dollars earned in this way would mean a great dealto the mother whom the girls marriage had left desolatePolly had looked on hungrily the night that the mother had taken thedaughter in her arms to say farewell in the little country town wherethe circus had played before her marriage She could remember no womansarms about HER for it was fourteen years since tender hands had carriedher mother from the performers tent into the moonlit lot to die Thebaby was so used to seeing Mumsie throw herself wearily on the groundafter coming out of the big top exhausted that she crept to thewomans side as usual that night and gazed laughingly into thesightless eyes gurgling and prattling and stroking the unresponsiveface There were tears from those who watched but no word was spokenClown Toby and the big boss canvasman Jim had always taken turnsamusing and guarding little Polly while her mother rode in the ring SoToby now carried the babe to another side of the lot and Jim bore thelifeless body of the mother to the distant ticketwagon now closed forthe night and laid it upon the sellers cotIts allus like this in the end he murmured as he drew a piece ofcanvas over the white face and turned away to give orders to the men whowere beginning to load the props used earlier in the performanceWhen the show moved on that night it was Jims strong arms that liftedthe mite of a Polly close to his stalwart heart and climbed with her tothe high seat on the head wagon Uncle Toby was entrusted,1
+Produced by Ron Burkey and Amy ThomteMRS KORNER SINS HER MERCIESBy Jerome K JeromeI do mean it declared Mrs Korner I like a man to be a manBut you would not like ChristopherI mean Mr Kornerto be that sortof man suggested her bosom friendI dont mean that I should like it if he did it often But I shouldlike to feel that he was able to be that sort of manHave you toldyour master that breakfast is ready demanded Mrs Korner of thedomestic staff entering at the moment with three boiled eggs and ateapotYus Ive told im replied the staff indignantlyThe domestic staff at Acacia Villa Ravenscourt Park lived in a stateof indignation It could be heard of mornings and evenings saying itsprayers indignantlyWhat did he saySaid e11 be down the moment es dressedNobody wants him to come before commented Mrs Korner Answered methat he was putting on his collar when I called up to him five minutesagoAnswer yer the same thing now if yer called up to im agen I spectwas the opinion of the staff Was on is ands and knees when I lookedin scooping round under the bed for is collar studMrs Korner paused with the teapot in her hand Was he talkingTalkin Nobody there to talk to I adnt got no time to stop andchatterI mean to himself explained Mrs Korner Hehe wasnt swearingThere was a note of eagerness almost of hope in Mrs Korners voiceSwearin E Why e dont know anyThank you said Mrs Korner That will do Harriet you may goMrs Korner put down the teapot with a bang The very girl said MrsKorner bitterly the very girl despises himPerhaps suggested Miss Greene he had been swearing and hadfinishedBut Mrs Korner was not to be comforted Finished Any other man wouldhave been swearing all the timePerhaps suggested the kindly bosom friend ever the one to plead thecause of the transgressor perhaps he was swearing and she did nothear him You see if he had his head well underneath the bedThe door openedSorry I am late said Mr Korner bursting cheerfully into the roomIt was a point with Mr Korner always to be cheerful in the morningGreet the day with a smile and it will leave you with a blessing wasthe motto Mrs Korner this day a married woman of six months and threeweeks standing had heard her husband murmur before getting out of bed onprecisely two hundred and two occasions The Motto entered largely intothe scheme of Mr Korners life Written in fine copperplate upon cardsall of the same size a choice selection counselled him each morningfrom the rim of his shavingglassDid you find it asked Mrs KornerIt is most extraordinary replied Mr Korner as he seated himselfat the breakfasttable I saw it go under the bed with my own eyesPerhapsDont ask me to look for it interrupted Mrs Korner Crawling abouton their hands and knees knocking their heads against iron bedsteadswould be enough to make some people swear The emphasis was on thesomeIt is not bad training for the character hinted Mr Korneroccasionally to force oneself to perform patiently tasks calculatedIf you get tied up in one of those long sentences of yours you willnever get out in time to eat your breakfast was the fear of MrsKornerI should be sorry for anything to happen to it remarked Mr Kornerits intrinsic value may perhapsI will look for it after breakfast volunteered the amiable MissGreene I am good at finding thingsI can well believe it the gallant Mr Korner assured her as with thehandle of his spoon he peeled his egg From such bright eyes as yoursfewYouve only got ten minutes his wife reminded him Do get on withyour breakfastI should like said Mr Korner to finish a speech occasionallyYou never would asserted Mrs KornerI should like to try sighed Mr Korner one of these daysHow did you sleep dear I forgot to ask you questioned Mrs Kornerof the bosom friendI am always restless in a strange bed the first night explained MissGreene I daresay too I was a little excitedI could have wished said Mr Korner it had been a better exampleof the delightful art of the dramatist When one goes but seldom to thetheatreOne wants to enjoy oneself interrupted Mrs KornerI really do not think said the bosom friend that I have everlaughed so much in all my lifeIt was amusing I laughed myself admitted Mr Korner At the sametime I cannot help thinking that to treat drunkenness as a themeHe wasnt drunk argued Mrs Korner he was just jovialMy dear Mr Korner Corrected her he simply couldnt standHe was much more amusing than some people who can retorted MrsKornerIt is possible my dear Aimee her husband pointed out to her fora man to be amusing without being drunk also for a man to be drunkwithoutOh a man is all the better declared Mrs Korner for lettinghimself go occasionallyMy dearYou Christopher would be all the better for letting yourselfgooccasionallyI wish said Mr Korner as he passed his empty cup you would notsay things you do not mean Anyone hearing youIf theres one thing makes me more angry than another said MrsKorner it is being told I say things that I do not meanWhy say them then suggested Mr KornerI dont I doI mean I do mean them explained Mrs KornerYou can hardly mean my dear persisted her husband that you reallythink I should be all the better for getting drunkeven occasionallyI didnt say drunk I said going itBut I do go it in moderation pleaded Mr Korner Moderation inall things that is my mottoI know it returned Mrs KornerA little of everything and nothing this time Mr Korner interruptedhimself I fear said Mr Korner rising we must postpone thefurther discussion of this interesting topic If you would not mindstepping out with me into the passage dear there are one or two littlematters connected with the houseHost and hostess squeezed past the visitor and closed the door behindthem The visitor continued eatingI do,26
+Etext prepared by Juliet Sutherland and Project Gutenberg DistributedProofreadersARMY BOYS IN THE FRENCH TRENCHESORHAND TO HAND FIGHTING WITH THE ENEMYBYHOMER RANDALLAUTHOR OFArmy Boys in France and Army Boys on the Firing LineIllustrated by ROBERT GASTON HERBERT1919Illustration There was a grinding tearing screeching soundas wire entanglements were uprootedCONTENTS    I A SLASHING ATTACK   II THE UPLIFTED KNIFE  III TAKING CHANCES   IV BETWEEN THE LINES    V THE BARBAROUS HUNS   VI A TASTE OF COLD STEEL  VII NICK RABIGS QUEER ACTIONS VIII COLONEL PAVET REAPPEARS   IX THE ESCAPE    X A GHASTLY BURDEN   XI WITH THE TANKS  XII BREAKING THROUGH XIII CAUGHT NAPPING  XIV IN CLOSE QUARTERS   XV THE FOURFOOTED ENEMY  XVI CHASED BY CAVALRY XVII THE BROKEN BRIDGEXVIII RESCUE FROM THE SKY  XIX PUTTING ONE OVER   XX SUSPICION  XXI A FAMILIAR VOICE XXII THE SHADOW OF TREASONXXIII A HAIL OF LEAD XXIV A DEED OF DARING  XXV STORMING THE RIDGECHAPTER IA SLASHING ATTACKStand ready boys We attack at dawnThe word passed in a whisper down the long line of the trench where theAmerican army boys crouched like so many khakiclad ghosts awaiting thecommand to go over the topThat will be in about fifteen minutes from now I figure murmuredFrank Sheldon to his friend and comrade Bart Raymond as he glanced atthe hands of his radio watch and then put it up to his ear to make surethat it had not stoppedItll seem more like fifteen hours muttered Tom Bradford who was onthe other side of SheldonToms in a hurry to get at the Huns chuckled Billy Waldon He wantsto show them where they get offI saw him putting a razor edge on his bayonet last night added BartNow hes anxious to see how it worksHell have plenty of chances to find out said Frank This is goingto be a hot scrap or I miss my guess I heard the captain tell thelieutenant that the Germans had their heaviest force right in front ofour part of the lineSo much the better asserted Billy stoutly They cant come too thickor too fast Theyve been sneering at what the Yankees were going to doin this war and its about time they got punctures in their tiresAt this moment the mess helpers passed along the line with buckets ofsteaming hot coffee and the men welcomed it eagerly for it was late inthe autumn and the night air was chill and penetrating Come littlecup to one who loves thee well murmured Tom as he swallowed hisportion in one gulpThe others were not slow in following his example and the buckets wereemptied in a twinklingThen the stern vigil was renewedFrom the opposing lines a star shell rose and exploded casting agreenish radiance over the barren stretch of No Mans Land thatseparated the hostile forcesFritz isnt asleep muttered FrankHes right on the job with his fireworks agreed BartMaybe he has his suspicions that were going to give him a littlesurprise party remarked Billy and thats his way of telling us thathes ready to welcome us with open armsFix bayonets came the command from the officer in charge and therewas a faint clink as the order was obeyedIt wont be long now murmured Tom But why dont the guns open upThey always do before its time to charge commented Billy as heshifted his position a little I suppose they will now almost anyminuteI dont think therell be any gun fire this time before we go over thetop ventured FrankWhat do you mean asked Bart in surprise as he turned his head towardhis chumDo you know anything queried TomNot exactly know but Ive heard enough to make a guess repliedFrank I think were going to play the game a little differently thistime Unless Im mistaken the Huns are going to get the surprise oftheir livesPut on gas masks came another order and in the six seconds allowedfor this operation the masks were donned making the men in the longline look like so many goblinsIt was light enough for them to see each other now for the gray fingersof the dawn were already drawing the curtain of darkness aside from theeastern skyOne minute more passeda minute of tense fierce expectation while theboys gripped their rifles until it seemed that their fingers would burythemselves in the stocksCrashWith a roar louder than a thousand guns the earth under the Germanfirstline trenches split asunder and tons of rock and mud and guns andmen were hurled toward the skyThe din was terrific the sight appalling and the shock for an instantwas almost as great to the Americans as to their opponents though farless tragicNow men shouted their lieutenant over with you and with a wildyell of exultation the boys clambered over the edge of the trench andstarted toward the German linesWere off panted Frank as with eyes blazing and bayonet ready forinstant use he rushed forward in the front rankTo a flying start gasped Bart and then because breath was preciousthey said no more but raced on like greyhounds freed from the leashOn on they went with the wind whipping their faces On still on tothe red ruin wrought by the explosion of the mineFor the first fifty yards the going was easy except for the craters andshell holes into which some of the boys slid and tumbled The enemy hadbeen so numbed and paralyzed by the overwhelming explosion that theyseemed to be unable to make any resistanceBut the officers knew and the men as well that this was only the lullbefore the storm Their enemy was desperate and resourceful and thoughthe cleverness of the American engineers had carried through the mineoperation without detection it was certain that the foe would rallyFifty yards from the firstline trenchfortythirtyand then theGerman guns spokeA long line of flame flared up crimson in the pallid dawnDown men down shouted their officers and the Yankee lads threwthemselves flat on the ground while,1
+Produced by Eric Eldred Thomas Bergerand the Online Distributed Proofreading TeamIllustration Sir Frederick Roberts                                   THE AFGHAN WARS 183942 AND 187880by ARCHIBALD FORBESWith Portraits and Plans                                   CONTENTSPART ITHE FIRST AFGHAN WARCHAP   IPRELIMINARY  IITHE MARCH TO CABUL IIITHE FIRST YEAR OF OCCUPATION  IVTHE SECOND YEAR OF OCCUPATION   VTHE BEGINNING OF THE END  VITHE ROAD TO RUIN VIITHE CATASTROPHEVIIITHE SIEGE AND DEFENCE OF JELLALABAD  IXRETRIBUTION AND RESCUEPART IITHE SECOND AFGHAN WAR   ITHE FIRST CAMPAIGN  IITHE OPENING OF THE SECOND CAMPAIGN IIITHE LULL BEFORE THE STORM  IVTHE DECEMBER STORM   VON THE DEFENSIVE IN SHERPUR  VIAHMED KHEL VIITHE AMEER ABDURRAHMANVIIIMAIWAND AND THE GREAT MARCH  IXTHE BATTLE OF CANDAHAR                                   LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS AND PLANS  PORTRAIT OF SIR FREDERICK ROBERTS  _Frontispiece_  PLAN OF CABUL THE CANTONMENT  PORTRAIT OF SIR GEORGE POLLOCK  PORTRAIT OF SIR LOUIS CAVAGNARI AND SIRDARS  PLAN OF CABUL SHOWING THE ACTIONS DEC 1114  PLAN OF ACTION AHMED KHEL  PORTRAIT OF THE AMEER ABDURRAHMAN  PLAN OF THE ACTION OF MAIWAND  PLAN OF THE ACTION OF CANDAHAR_The Portraits of Sir G Pollock and Sir F Roberts are engraved bypermission   of Messrs Henry Graves  Co_                                   THE AFGHAN WARSPART I _THE FIRST AFGHAN WAR_CHAPTER I PRELIMINARYSince it was the British complications with Persia which mainly furnishedwhat pretext there was for the invasion of Afghanistan by an AngloIndianarmy in 1839 some brief recital is necessary of the relations betweenGreat Britain and Persia prior to that aggressionBy a treaty concluded between England and Persia in 1814 the formerstate bound itself in case of the invasion of Persia by any Europeannation to aid the Shah either with troops from India or by the paymentof an annual subsidy in support of his war expenses It was a dangerousengagement even with the _caveat_ rendering the undertaking inoperativeif such invasion should be provoked by Persia During the fierce struggleof 18257 between Abbas Meerza and the Russian General PaskevitchEngland refrained from supporting Persia either with men or with moneyand when prostrate Persia was in financial extremities because of the warindemnity which the treaty of Turkmanchai imposed upon her England tookadvantage of her needs by purchasing the cancellation of the inconvenientobligation at the cheap cost of about 300000 It was the natural resultof this transaction that English influence with the Persian Court shouldsensibly decline and it was not less natural that in conscious weaknessPersia should fall under the domination of Russian influenceFutteh Ali the old Shah of Persia died in 1834 and was succeeded byhis grandson Prince Mahomed Meerza a young man who inherited much of theambition of his gallant father Abbas Meerza His especial aspirationindustriously stimulated by his Russian advisers urged him to theenterprise of conquering the independent principality of Herat on thewestern border of Afghanistan Herat was the only remnant of Afghanterritory that still remained to a member of the legitimate royal houseIts ruler was Shah Kamran son of that Mahmoud Shah who after oustinghis brother Shah Soojah from the throne of Cabul had himself been drivenfrom that elevation and had retired to the minor principality of HeratThe young Shah of Persia was not destitute of justification for hisdesigns on Herat That this was so was frankly admitted by Mr Ellis theBritish envoy to his Court who wrote to his Government that the Shah hadfair claim to the sovereignty of Afghanistan as far as Ghuznee and thatKamrans conduct in occupying part of the Persian province of Seistan hadgiven the Shah a full justification for commencing hostilities againstHeratThe serious phase of the situation for England and India was that Russianinfluence was behind Persia in this hostile action against Herat MrEllis pointed out that in the then existing state of relations betweenPersia and Russia the progress of the former in Afghanistan wastantamount to the advancement of the latter But unfortunately thereremained valid an article in the treaty of 1814 to the effect that incase of war between the Afghans and the Persians the English Governmentshould not interfere with either party unless when called on by both tomediate In vain did Ellis and his successor MNeill remonstrate with thePersian monarch against the Herat expedition An appeal to St Petersburgon the part of Great Britain produced merely an evasive reply Howdiplomatic disquietude had become intensified may be inferred from thisthat whereas in April 1836 Ellis wrote of Persia as a Russian firstparallel of attack against India Lord Auckland then GovernorGeneral ofIndia directed MNeill in the early part of 1837 to urge the Shah toabandon his enterprise on the ground that he the GovernorGeneralmust view with umbrage and displeasure schemes of interference andconquest on our western frontierThe Shah unmoved by the representations of the British envoy marched onHerat and the siege was opened on November 23d 1837 Durand a capablecritic declares that the strength of the place the resolution of thebesiegers the skill of their Russian military advisers and thegallantry of the besieged were alike objects of much exaggeration Thesiege was from first to last thoroughly illconducted and the defencein reality not better managed owed its _éclat_ to Persian ignorancetimidity and supineness The advice of Pottinger the gallant Englishofficer who assisted the defence was,4
+Produced by Suzanne Shell Leonard Johnsonand PG Distributed ProofreadingTHE BLACK BAGBy LOUIS JOSEPH VANCEWITH ILLUSTRATIONS BY THOMAS FOGARTY1908TO MY MOTHERCONTENTSCHAPTER    I DIVERSIONS OF A RUINED GENTLEMAN   II AND SOME THERE BE WHO HAVE ADVENTURES THRUST UPON THEM  III CALENDARS DAUGHTER   IV 9 FROGNALL STREET W C    V THE MYSTERY OF A FOURWHEELER   VI BELOW BRIDGE  VII DIVERSIONS OF A RUINED GENTLEMANRESUMED VIII MADAME LINTRIGANTE   IX AGAIN BELOW BRIDGE AND BEYOND    X DESPERATE MEASURES   XI OFF THE NORE  XII PICARESQUE PASSAGES XIII A PRIMER OF PROGRESSIVE CRIME  XIV STRATAGEMS AND SPOILS   XV REFUGEES  XVI TRAVELS WITH A CHAPERON XVII ROGUES AND VAGABONDSXVIII ADVENTURERS LUCK  XIX iTHE UXBRIDGE ROAD      iiTHE CROWN AND MITRE     iiiTHE JOURNEYS ENDTHE BLACK BAGIDIVERSIONS OF A RUINED GENTLEMANUpon a certain dreary April afternoon in the year of grace 1906 theapprehensions of Philip Kirkwood Esquire _Artistpeintre_ were enlivenedby the discovery that he was occupying that singularly distressing socialposition which may be summed up succinctly in a phrase through long usagegrown proverbial Alone in London These three words have come to connotein our understanding so much of human misery that to Mr Kirkwood theyseemed to epitomize absolutely if not happily the various circumstancesattendant upon the predicament wherein he found himself Inevitably anextremist because of his youth he had just turned twentyfive hetook no count of mitigating matters and would hotly have resented thesuggestion that his case was anything but altogether deplorable andforlornThat he was not actually at the end of his resources went for nothing heheld the distinction a quibble mockingly immateriallike the store ofguineas in his pocket too insignificant for mention when contrasted withhis needs And his base of supplies the American city of his nativitywhenceand not without a glow of pride in his secret hearthe was wont toregister at foreign hostelries had been arbitrarily cut off from him byone of those accidents sardonically classified by insurance and expresscorporations as Acts of GodNow to one who has lived all his days serenely in accord with the dictatesof his own sweet will taking no thought for the morrow such a situationnaturally seems both appalling and intolerable at the first blush It mustbe confessed that to begin with Kirkwood drew a long and disconsolateface over his fix And in that black hour primitive of its kind in hisbrief span he became conscious of a sinister apparition taking shape athis elbowa shade of darkness which clouting him on the back with askeleton hand croaked hollow salutations in his earCome Mr Kirkwood come its mirthless accents rallied him Have youno welcome for meyou who have been permitted to live the quarter of acentury without making my acquaintance Surely now its high time we werelearning something of one another you and I But I dont understandreturned Kirkwood blankly I dont know youTrue But you shall I am the Shade of CareDull Care murmured Kirkwood bewildered and dismayed for the visitationhad come upon him with little presage and no invitation whateverDull Care the Shade assured him Dull Care am Iand Care thatsanything but dull into the bargain Care thats like a keen pain in yourbody Care that lives a horror in your mind Care that darkens your daysand flavors with bitter poison all your nights Care thatBut Kirkwood would not listen further Courageously submissive to hisdestiny knowing in his heart that the Shade had come to stay he yet foundspirit to shake himself with a dogged air to lift his chin set the strongmuscles of his jaw and smile that homely wholesome smile which was hispeculiarlyVery well he accepted the irremediable with grim humor what must bemust I dont pretend to be glad to see you butyoure free to stay aslong as you find the climate agreeable I warn you I shant whine Lots ofmen hundreds and hundreds of em have slept tight o nights with you forbedfellow if they could grin and bear you I believe I canNow Care mocked him with a sardonic laugh and sought to tighten upon hisshoulders its bony grasp but Kirkwood resolutely shrugged it off and wentin search of mans most faithful dumb friend to wit his pipe the whichwhen found and filled he lighted with a spill twisted from the envelope ofa cable message which had been vicariously responsible for his introductionto the Shade of CareIts about time he announced watching the paper blacken and burn in thegrate fire that I was doing something to prove my title to a living Andthis was all his valedictory to a vanished competence Anyway he addedhastily as if fearful lest Care overhearing might have read into histone a trace of vain repining anyway Im a sight better off than thosepoor devils over there I really have a great deal to be thankful for nowthat my attentions drawn to itFor the ensuing few minutes he thought it all over soberly but with astout heart standing at a window of his bedroom in the Hotel Pless handsdeep in trouser pockets pipe fuming voluminously his gaze wandering outover a blurred infinitude of wet shining roofs and sooty chimneypots allof London that a lowering drizzle would let him see and withal by no meansa cheering prospect nor yet one calculated to offset the dishearteninginfluence of the indomitable Shade of Care But the truth is thatKirkwoods brain comprehended little that his eyes perceived his thoughtswere with his heart and that was half a world away and sick with pityfor another and a fairer city stricken in the flower of her lovelinesswrithing in Promethean agony upon her storied hillsThere came a rapping at the doorKirkwood removed the pipe from between his teeth long enough to say Comein pleasantlyThe knob was turned the door opened Kirkwood swinging on one heelbeheld hesitant upon the threshold a diminutive figure in the livery of thePless pagesMister KirkwoodKirkwood noddedGentleman to see you sirKirkwood nodded again smiling,25
+Produced by Jonathan Ingram Robert Shimminand PG Distributed ProofreadersIllustration  FLORA attired by the ELEMENTS                                  THE                            BOTANIC GARDEN                        _A Poem in Two Parts_                                PART  I                               CONTAINING                       THE ECONOMY OF VEGETATION                                PART II                        THE LOVES OF THE PLANTS                                  WITH                          Philosophical Notes                             ADVERTISEMENTThe general design of the following sheets is to inlist Imaginationunder the banner of Science and to lead her votaries from the looseranalogies which dress out the imagery of poetry to the stricter oneswhich form the ratiocination of philosophy While their particulardesign is to induce the ingenious to cultivate the knowledge of Botanyby introducing them to the vestibule of that delightful science andrecommending to their attention the immortal works of the celebratedSwedish Naturalist LINNEUSIn the first Poem or Economy of Vegetation the physiology of Plants isdelivered and the operation of the Elements as far as they may besupposed to affect the growth of Vegetables In the second Poem orLoves of the Plants the Sexual System of Linneus is explained with theremarkable properties of many particular plants                                APOLOGYIt may be proper here to apologize for many of the subsequentconjectures on some articles of natural philosophy as not beingsupported by accurate investigation or conclusive experimentsExtravagant theories however in those parts of philosophy where ourknowledge is yet imperfect are not without their use as they encouragethe execution of laborious experiments or the investigation ofingenious deductions to confirm or refute them And since naturalobjects are allied to each other by many affinities every kind oftheoretic distribution of them adds to our knowledge by developing someof their analogiesThe Rosicrucian doctrine of Gnomes Sylphs Nymphs and Salamanders wasthought to afford a proper machinery for a Botanic poem as it isprobable that they were originally the names of hieroglyphic figuresrepresenting the elementsMany of the important operations of Nature were shadowed or allegorizedin the heathen mythology as the first Cupid springing from the Egg ofNight the marriage of Cupid and Psyche the Rape of Proserpine theCongress of Jupiter and Juno Death and Resuscitation of Adonis cmany of which are ingeniously explained in the works of Bacon Vol Vp 47 4th Edit London 1778 The Egyptians were possessed of manydiscoveries in philosophy and chemistry before the invention of lettersthese were then expressed in hieroglyphic paintings of men and animalswhich after the discovery of the alphabet were described and animated bythe poets and became first the deities of Egypt and afterwards ofGreece and Rome Allusions to those fables were therefore thought properornaments to a philosophical poem and are occasionally introducedeither as represented by the poets or preserved on the numerous gemsand medallions of antiquity                                   TO                               THE AUTHOR                                 OF THE                    POEM ON THE LOVES OF THE PLANTS                       BY THE REV WB STEPHENS  Oft tho thy genius D amply fraughtWith native wealth explore new worlds of mindWhence the bright ores of drossless wisdom broughtStampt by the Muses hand enrich mankind  Tho willing Nature to thy curious eyeInvolved in night her mazy depths betrayTill at their source thy piercing search descryThe streams that bathe with Life our mortal clay  Tho boldly soaring in sublimer moodThrough trackless skies on metaphysic wingsThou darest to scan the approachless Cause of GoodAnd weigh with steadfast hand the Sum of,3
+Produced by Philippe Chavin Carlo Traverso Juliet Sutherland CharlesFranks and the Online Distributed Proofreading Team Image files courtesy ofgallicabnffr                             BRICABRAC                                 PAR                           ALEXANDRE DUMAS   TABLE   DEUX INFANTICIDES   POÃTES PEINTRES ET MUSICIENS   DÃSIR ET POSSESSION   UNE MÃRE   LE CURà DE BOULOGNE   UN FAIT PERSONNEL   COMMENT JAI FAIT JOUER à MARSEILLE LE DRAME DES FORESTIERS   HEURES DE PRISON   JACQUES FOSSE   LE CHÃTEAU DE PIERREFONDS   LE LOTUS BLANC ET LA ROSE MOUSSEUSEDEUX INFANTICIDESOn sest ÃnormÃment occupà depuis quelque temps dun animal de maconnaissance pensionnaire du Jardin des Plantes et qui a conquis sacÃlÃbrità à la suite de deux des plus grands crimes que puissentcommettre le bipÃde et le quadrupÃde lhomme et le pachydermeà lasuite de deux infanticidesVous avez dÃjà compris que je voulais parler de lhippopotameToutes les fois que quelque grand criminel attire sur lui la curiositÃpublique à linstant même on se met à la recherche de sesantÃcÃdents on remonte à sa jeunesse à son enfance on jette deslueurs sur sa famille sur le lieu de sa naissance enfin sur tout cequi tient à son origineEh bien sur ce point jose dire que je suis le seul en France quipuisse satisfaire convenablement votre curiositÃSi vous avez lu dans mes _Causeries_ larticle intitulà _les PetitsCadeaux de mon ami Delaporte_ Footnote Tome II p 41 vous vousrappellerez que jai dÃjà racontà comment notre excellent consul ÃTunis dans son dÃsir de complÃter les Ãchantillons zoologiques duJardin des Plantes Ãtait parvenu à se procurer successivement vingtsinges cinq antilopes trois girafes deux lions et enfin un petithippopotame qui parvenu à lÃge adulte est devenu le pÃre de celuidont nous dÃplorons aujourdhui la fin prÃmaturÃeMais nanticipons pas et reprenons lhistoire où nous lavonslaissÃeLe petit hippopotame offert par Delaporte au Jardin des Plantes avaitÃtà pris il vous en souvient sous le ventre même de sa mÃreAussi fallutil lui trouver un biberonUne peau de chÃvre fit laffaire une des pattes de lanimal coupÃeau genou et dÃbarrassÃe de son poil simula le pis maternel Le laitde quatre chÃvres fut versà dans la peau et le nourrisson eut unbiberonOn avait quelque chose comme quatre ou cinq cents lieues à faire avantque darriver au Caire La nÃcessità où lon Ãtait de tenir toujourslhippopotame dans leau douce forÃait les pêcheurs à suivre le coursdu fleuve cÃtait dailleurs le procÃdà le plus facile Un firmandu pacha autorisait les pêcheurs à mettre sur leur route enrÃquisition autant de chÃvres et de vaches que besoin seraitPendant les premiers jours il fallut au jeune hippopotame le lait dedix chÃvres ou de quatre vaches Au fur et à mesure quil grandissaitle nombre de ses nourrices augmentait à Philae il lui fallut le laitde vingt chÃvres ou de huit vaches en arrivant au Caire celui detrente chÃvres ou de douze vachesAu reste il se portait à merveille et jamais nourrisson navait faitplus dhonneur à ses nourricesSeulement comme nous lavons dit les pêcheurs Ãtaient pleinsdinquiÃtude le pacha leur avait demandà une femelle et au bout dequatre ans au lieu dune femelle ils lui apportaient un mÃleLe premier moment fut terrible AbbasPacha dÃclara que ses ÃmissairesÃtaient quatre misÃrables quil ferait pÃrir sous le bÃton Cesmenaceslà en Egypte ont toujours un cÃtà sÃrieux aussi lesmalheureux pÃcheurs dÃputÃrentils un des leurs à DelaporteDelaporte les rassura il rÃpondait de toutEn effet il alla trouver AbbasPacha et comme sil ignoraitlarrivÃe du malencontreux animal à Boulacq il annonÃa au pacha quilvenait de recevoir des nouvelles du gouvernement franÃais lequelÃprouvant le besoin davoir au Jardin des Plantes un hippopotame mÃlefaisait demander au consul sil ny aurait pas moyen de se procurer auCaire un animal de ce sexe et de cette espÃceVous comprenezAbbasPacha trouvait le placement de son hippopotame et Ãtait en mêmetemps agrÃable à un gouvernement alliÃIl ny avait pas moyen de faire donner la bastonnade à des gens quiavaient Ãtà audevant des dÃsirs du consul dune des grandespuissances europÃennesDailleurs la question Ãtait presque rÃsolue en vertu de lententecordiale qui existait entre les deux gouvernements il Ãtait Ãvidentquà un moment donnà ou la France prêterait son hippopotame mÃle ÃlAngleterre ou lAngleterre prêterait son hippopotame femelle à laFranceDelaporte remercia AbbasPacha en son nom et au nom de GeoffroySaintHilaire donna une magnifique prime aux quatre pêcheurs etsoccupa du transport en France de sa mÃnagerieDabord il crut la chose facile il pensait avoir _lAlbatros_ à sadisposition mais _lAlbatros_ reÃut lordre de faire voile pour je nesais plus quel port de lArchipelForce fut à Delaporte de traiter avec un bateau à vapeur desMessageries impÃrialesCe fut une grande affaire lhippopotame avait quelque chose commecinq ou six mois il avait ÃnormÃment profità il pesait trois ouquatre cents exigeait un bassin dune quinzaine de pieds de diamÃtreOn lui fit confectionner le susdit bassin qui fÃt amÃnagà à lavantdu bÃtiment on transporta à bord cent tonnes deau du Nil afin quileÃt toujours un bain doux et frais en outre on embarqua quarantechÃvres pour subvenir à sa nourritureQuatre Arabes un pêcheur un preneur de lions un preneur de girafeset un preneur de singes furent embarquÃs avec les animaux quilsavaient amenÃsLe tout arriva en seize jours à MarseilleIl va sans dire que Delaporte navait pas perdu de vue un instant sapremiÃre cargaisonà Marseille il mit sur des trues appropriÃs à cette destinationlhippopotame et sa suiteLes trente quadrupÃdes dont vingt quadrumanes arrivÃrent à Parisaussi heureusement quils Ãtaient arrivÃs à Marseilleà leur arrivÃe jallai leur faire visite GrÃce à Delaporte je fusadmis à lhonneur de saluer les lions de prÃsenter mes respects,17
+Produced by Charles Franks Debra Storr and PG Distributed ProofreadersBURNSS LETTERSTHE LETTERS OF ROBERT BURNSSELECTED AND ARRANGEDWITH AN INTRODUCTIONBY J LOGIE ROBERTSON MA_You shall write whatever comes firstwhat you see what you readwhat you hear what you admire what you dislike trifles bagatellesnonsense or to fill up a corner een put down a laugh at fulllength_Burns_My life reminded me of a ruined temple what strength what proportionin some parts what unsightly gaps what prostrate ruin inothers_BurnsGENERAL CORRESPONDENCETo Ellison or Alison Begbie To Ellison BegbieTo Ellison BegbieTo Ellison BegbieTo Ellison BegbieTo his FatherTo Sir John Whitefoord Bart of BallochmyleTo Mr John Murdoch schoolmaster Staples Inn Buildings LondonTo his Cousin Mr James Burness writer MontroseTo Mr James Burness writer MontroseTo Mr James Burness writer MontroseTo Thomas Orr Park KirkoswaldTo Miss Margaret KennedyTo Miss AyrshireTo Mr John Richmond law clerk EdinburghTo Mr James Smith shopkeeper MauchlineTo Mr Robert Muir wine merchant KilmarnockTo Mr John Ballantine banker AyrTo Mr MWhinnie writer AyrTo John Arnot Esquire of DalquatswoodTo Mr David Brice shoemaker GlasgowTo Mr John Richmond EdinburghTo Mr John RichmondTo Mr John KennedyTo his Cousin Mr James Burness writer MontroseTo Mrs Stewart of StairTo Mr Robert Aikin writer AyrTo Dr Mackenzie Mauchline inclosing him verses on dining with LordDaerTo Mrs Dunlop of DunlopTo Miss AlexanderIn the Name of the Nine _Amen_To James Dalrymple Esquire OrangefieldTo Sir John WhitefoordTo Mr Gavin Hamilton MauchlineTo Mr John Ballantine banker at one time Provost of AyrTo Mr Robert MuirTo Mr William Chambers writer AyrTo the Earl of EglintonTo Mr John BallantineTo Mrs DunlopTo Dr MooreTo the Rev G Lawrie Newmilns near KilmarnockTo the Earl of BuchanTo Mr James Candlish student in physic Glasgow CollegeTo Mr Peter Stuart Editor of The Star LondonTo Mrs DunlopTo Mrs DunlopTo Dr MooreTo Mrs DunlopTo Mr William Nicol classical master High School EdinburghTo Mr William NicolTo Mr Robert AinslieTo Mr James Smith Linlithgow formerly of MauchlineTo Mr John RichmondTo Mr Robert AinslieTo Dr MooreTo Mr Archibald LawrieTo Mr Robert Muir KilmarnockTo Mr Gavin HamiltonTo Mr Walker Blair of AtholeTo his Brother Mr Gilbert Burns MossgielTo Mr Patrick Miller DalswintonTo Rev John SkinnerTo Miss Margaret Chalmers HarviestonTo Mrs Dunlop of Dunlop House StewartonTo Mr James Hoy Gordon CastleTo the Earl of GlencairnTo Miss ChalmersTo Miss ChalmersTo Miss ChalmersTo Mr Richard Brown IrvineTo Mrs DunlopTo Mrs DunlopTo the Rev John SkinnerTo Mrs Rose of KilravockTo Richard Brown GreenockTo Mr William CruikshankTo Mr Robert AinslieTo Mr Richard BrownTo Mr Robert MuirTo Mrs DunlopTo Mr William Nicol perhapsTo Miss ChalmersTHE CLARINDA LETTERSGENERAL CORRESPONDENCE RESUMEDTo Mr Gavin HamiltonTo Mr William Dunbar WS EdinburghTo Mrs DunlopTo Mr James Smith Avon Printfield LinlithgowTo Professor Dugald StewartTo Mrs DunlopTo Mr Samuel Brown KirkoswaldTo Mr James Johnson engraver EdinburghTo Mr Robert AinslieTo Mrs DunlopTo Mrs Dunlop at Mr Dunlops HaddingtonTo Mr Robert AinslieTo Mr Robert AinslieTo Mrs DunlopTo Mr Peter Hill bookseller EdinburghTo Mrs DunlopTo Mrs DunlopTo Mr Beugo engraver EdinburghTo Mr Robert Graham of FintryTo his Wife at MauchlineTo Miss Chalmers EdinburghTo Mr Morison wright MauchlineTo Mrs Dunlop of DunlopTo Mr Peter HillTo the Editor of the StarTo Mrs Dunlop at Moreham MainsTo Dr BlacklockTo Mrs DunlopTo Mr John TennantTo Mrs DunlopTo Dr Moore LondonTo Mr Robert AinslieTo Professor Dugald StewartTo Mr Robert Cleghorn Saughton MillsTo Bishop Geddes EdinburghTo Mr James BurnessTo Mrs DunlopTo Mrs MLehose formerly ClarindaTo Dr MooreTo his Brother Mr William BurnsTo Mr Hill bookseller EdinburghTo Mrs MMurdo DrumlanrigTo Mr CunninghamTo Mr Richard BrownTo Mr Robert AinslieTo Mrs DunlopTo Miss Helen Maria WilliamsTo Mr Robert Graham of FintryTo David Sillar merchant IrvineTo Mr John Logan of Knock ShinriockTo Mr Peter Stuart editor LondonTo his Brother William Burns saddler NewcastleonTyneTo Mrs DunlopTo Captain Riddel Friars CarseTo Mr Robert Ainslie WSTo Mr Richard Brown PortGlasgowTo Mr R Graham of FintryTo Mrs DunlopTo Lady Winifred M ConstableTo Mr Charles K Sharpe of HoddamTo his Brother Gilbert Burns MossgielTo Mr William Dunbar WSTo Mrs DunlopTo Mr Peter Hill bookseller EdinburghTo Mr W NicolTo Mr Cunningham writer EdinburghTo Mr Hill bookseller EdinburghTo Mrs DunlopTo Dr John Moore LondonTo Mr Murdoch teacher of French LondonTo Mr CunninghamTo Mr Crauford Tait WS EdinburghTo Mrs DunlopTo Mr William Dunbar WSTo Mr Peter HillTo Dr MooreTo Mrs DunlopTo the Rev Arch AlisonTo the Rev G HairdTo Mr Cunningharn writer EdinburghTo Mrs DunlopTo Mr CunninghamTo Mr Thomas SloanTo Mr AinslieTo Miss DaviesTo Mrs DunlopTo Mr William Smellie printerTo Mr William NicolTo Mr Francis Grose FSATo Mrs DunlopTo Mr CunninghamTo Mrs DunlopTo Mrs DunlopTo Mrs DunlopTo Mr R Graham FintryTo Mrs DunlopTo Mr Robert Graham of FintryTo Mr Alex Cunningham WS EdinbiughTo Mr CunninghamTo Miss Benson York afterwards Mrs Basil MontaguTo Mr John Francis Erskine of MarTo Miss MMurdo DrumlanrigTo John MMurdo Esq DrumlanrigTo Mrs RiddelTo Mrs RiddelTo Mrs RiddelTo Mrs RiddelTo Mr CunninghamTo Mrs DunlopTo Mr James JohnsonTo Mr Peter Hill Jun of DalswintonTo Mrs RiddelTo Mrs DunlopTo Mrs Dunlop in LondonTo the Hon The Provost etc of DamfriesTo Mrs DunlopTo Mr James JohnsonTo Mr CunninghamTo Mr Gilbert BurnsTo Mrs BurnsTo Mrs DunlopTo Mr James Burness writer MontroseTo his Fatherinlaw James Armour mason MauchlineTHE THOMSON LETTERSBURNSS LETTERSIt is not perhaps generally known that the prose of Burns exceeds inquantity his verse The world remembers him as a poet and forgets oroverlooks his letters His place among the poets has never beendeniedit is in the first rank nor is he lowest though littleremembered among letterwriters His letters gave Jeffrey a higheropinion of him as a man than did his poetry though on both alike thecritic saw the seal and impress of genius Dugald Stewart thought hisletters objects of wonder scarcely less than his poetry And Robertsoncomparing his prose with his verse thought the former the moreextraordinary of the two In the popular view of his genius there ishowever no denying the fact that his poetry has eclipsed his proseHis prose consists mostly of letters but it also includes a noblefragment of autobiography three journals of observations made atMossgiel Edinburgh and Ellisland respectively two itineraries theone of his border tour the other of his tour in the Highlands andhistorical notes to,3
+Etext prepared by Anne Soulard Charles Aldarondo Keren Vergon ShawnWheeler and the Project Gutenberg Online Distributed Proofreading TeamTHE COURT OF THE EMPRESS JOSEPHINEBYIMBERT DE SAINTAMANDTRANSLATED BY THOMAS SERGEANT PERRYILLUSTRATED1900CONTENTSCHAPTER    I  THE BEGINNING OF THE EMPIRE   II  THE JOURNEY TO THE BANKS OF THE RHINE  III  THE POPES ARRIVAL AT FONTAINEBLEAU   IV  THE PREPARATIONS FOR THE CORONATION    V  THE CORONATION   VI  THE DISTRIBUTION OF FLAGS  VII  THE FESTIVITIES VIII  THE ETIQUETTE OF THE IMPERIAL PALACE   IX  THE HOUSEHOLD OF THE EMPRESS    X  NAPOLEONS GALLANTRIES   XI  THE POPE AT THE TUILERIES  XII  THE JOURNEY IN ITALY XIII  THE CORONATION AT MILAN  XIV  THE FESTIVITIES AT GENOA   XV  DURING THE CAMPAIGN OF AUSTERLITZ  XVI  THE MARRIAGE OF PRINCE EUGENE XVII  PARIS IN THE BEGINNING OF 1806XVIII  THE MARRIAGE OF THE PRINCE OF BADEN  XIX  THE NEW QUEEN OF HOLLAND   XX  THE EMPRESS AT MAYENCE  XXI  THE RETURN OF THE EMPRESS TO PARIS XXII  THE DEATH OF THE YOUNG NAPOLEONXXIII  THE END OF THE WAR XXIV  THE EMPERORS RETURN  XXV  THE COURT AT FONTAINEBLEAU XXVI  THE END OF THE YEAR 1807ITHE BEGINNING OF THE EMPIRETwothirds of my life is passed why should I so distress myself aboutwhat remains The most brilliant fortune does not deserve all the troubleI take the pettiness I detect in myself or the humiliations and shame Iendure thirty years will destroy those giants of power which can be seenonly by raising the head we shall disappear I who am so petty and thosewhom I regard so eagerly from whom I expected all my greatness The mostdesirable of all blessings is repose seclusion a little spot we can callour own When La Bruyère expressed himself so bitterly when he spoke ofthe court which satisfies no one but prevents one from being satisfiedanywhere else of the court that country where the joys are visible butfalse and the sorrows hidden but real he had before him the brilliantPalace of Versailles the unrivalled glory of the Sun King a monarchywhich thought itself immovable and eternal What would he say in thiscentury when dynasties fail like autumn leaves and it takes much lessthan thirty years to destroy the giants of power when the exile of todayrepeats to the exile of the morrow the motto of the churchyard _Hodiemihi eras tibi_ What would this Christian philosopher say at a time whenroyal and imperial palaces have been like caravansaries through whichsovereigns have passed like travellers when their brief restingplaceshave been consumed by the blaze of petroleum and are now but a heap ofashesThe study of any court is sure to teach wisdom and indifference to humanglories In our France of the nineteenth century fickle as it has beeninconstant fertile in revolutions recantations and changes of everysort this lesson is more impressive than it has been at any period of ourhistory Never has Providence shown more clearly the nothingness of thisworlds grandeur and magnificence Never has the saying of Ecclesiastesbeen more exactly verified Vanity of vanities all is vanity We havebefore us the task of describing one of the most sumptuous courts that hasever existed and of reviewing splendors all the more brilliant for theirbrevity To this court of Napoleon and Josephine to this majestic courtresplendent with glory wealth and fame may well be applied Corneilleslines All your happiness  Subject to instability  In a moment falls to the ground  And as it has the brilliancy of glass  It also has its fragilityWe shall evoke the memory of the dead to revive this vanished court andwe shall consult one after another the persons who were eyewitnesses ofthese shortlived wonders A prefect of the palace M de Bausset wroteWhen I recall the memorable times of which I have just given a faintidea I feel after so many years as if I had been taking part in thegorgeous scenes of the _Arabian Tales_ or of the _Thousand and OneNights_ The magic picture of all those splendors and glories hasdisappeared and with it all the prestige of ambition and power One ofthe ladies of the palace of the Empress Josephine Madame de Rémusat hasexpressed the same thought I seem to be recalling a dream but a dreamresembling an Oriental tale when I describe the lavish luxury of thatperiod the disputes for precedence the claims of rank the demands ofevery one Yes in all that there was something dreamlike and the actorsin that fairy spectacle which is called the Empire that great show piecewith its scenery now brilliant now terrible but ever changing musthave been even more astonished than the spectators AixlaChapelle andthe court of Charlemagne the castle of Fontainebleau and the Pope NotreDame and the coronation the Champ de Mars and the distribution of eaglesthe Cathedral of Milan and the Iron Crown Genoa the superb and its navalfestival Austerlitz and the three emperorswhat a setting whataccessories what personages The peal of organs the intoning of prieststhe applause of the multitude and of the soldiers the groans of thedying the trumpet call the roll of the drum ball music military bandsthe cannons roar were the joyful and mournful harmonies heard while theplay went on What we shall study amid this tumult and agitation is onewoman We have already studied her as the Viscountess of Beauharnais asCitizeness Bonaparte and as the wife of the First Consul We shall nowstudy her in her new part that of EmpressLet us go back to May 18 1804 to the Palace of Saint Cloud The Emperorhad just been proclaimed by the Senate before the _plébiscite_ which wasto ratify the new state of things The curtain has risen the play beginsand no drama is fuller of contrasts of incidents of movement Theleading actor Napoleon was already as familiar,4
+Produced by Digital  Multimedia Center Michigan State University Libraries Steve Schulze and the Online Distributed Proofreading TeamDIRECTIONS FOR COOKERY IN ITS VARIOUS BRANCHESBYMISS LESLIETENTH EDITION WITH IMPROVEMENTS AND SUPPLEMENTARY RECEIPTS1840PREFACEThe success of her little book entitled Seventyfive Receipts inCakes Pastry and Sweetmeats has encouraged the author toattempt a larger and more miscellaneous work on the subject ofcookery comprising as far as practicable whatever is most usefulin its various departments and particularly adapted to thedomestic economy of her own country Designing it as a manual ofAmerican housewifery she has avoided the insertion of any disheswhose ingredients cannot be procured on our side of the Atlanticand which require for their preparation utensils that are rarelyfound except in Europe Also she has omitted every thing whichmay not by the generality of tastes be considered good of itskind and well worth the trouble and cost of preparingThe author has spared no pains in collecting and arrangingperhaps the greatest number of practical and original receiptsthat have ever appeared in a similar work flattering herself thatshe has rendered them so explicit as to be easily understood andfollowed even by inexperienced cooks The directions are given asminutely as if each receipt was to stand alone by itself allreferences to others being avoided except in some few instancesto the one immediately preceding it being a just cause ofcomplaint that in some of the late cookery books the readerbefore finishing the article is desired to search out pages andnumbers in remote parts of the volumeIn the hope that her system of cookery may be consulted with equaladvantage by families in town and in country by those whosecondition makes it expedient to practise economy and by otherswhose circumstances authorize a liberal expenditure the authorsends it to take its chance among the multitude of similarpublications satisfied that it will meet with as much success asit may be found to deservemore she has no right to expect_Philadelphia April 15th 1837_INTRODUCTORY HINTSWEIGHTS AND MEASURESWe recommend to all families that they should keep in the house apair of scales one of the scales deep enough to hold floursugar c conveniently and a set of tin measures as accuracyin proportioning the ingredients is indispensable to success incookery It is best to have the scales permanently fixed to asmall beam projecting for instance from one of the shelves ofthe storeroom This will preclude the frequent inconvenience oftheir getting twisted unlinked and otherwise out of order acommon consequence of putting them in and out of their box andcarrying them from place to place The weights of which thereshould be a set from two pounds to a quarter of an ounce oughtcarefully to be kept in the box that none of them may be lost ormislaidA set of tin measures with small spouts or lips from a gallondown to half a jill will be found very convenient in everykitchen though common pitchers bowls glasses c may besubstituted It is also well to have a set of wooden measures froma bushel to a quarter of a peckLet it be remembered that of liquid measureTwo jills are half a pintTwo pintsone quartFour quartsone gallonOf dry measureHalf a gallon is a quarter of a peckOne gallonhalf a peckTwo gallonsone peckFour gallonshalf a bushelEight gallonsone bushelAbout twentyfive drops of any thin liquid will fill a commonsized teaspoonFour tablespoonfuls or half a jill will fill a common wineglassFour wine glasses will fill a halfpint or common tumbler or alarge coffeecupA quart black bottle holds in reality about a pint and a halfOf flour butter sugar and most articles used in cakes andpastry a quart is generally about equal in quantity to a poundavoirdupois sixteen ounces Avoirdupois is the weightdesignated throughout this bookTen eggs generally weigh one pound before they are brokenA tablespoonful of salt is generally about one ounceGENERAL CONTENTSSoups including those of FishFish various ways of dressingShell Fish Oysters Lobsters Crabs cBeef including pickling and smoking itVealMutton and LambPork including Bacon Sausages cVenison Hares Rabbits cPoultry and GameGravy and SaucesStore Fish Sauces Catchups cFlavoured Vinegars Mustards  PepperVegetables including Indian Corn Tomatas Mushrooms cEggs usual ways of dressing including OmeletsPicklingSweetmeats including Preserves and JelliesPastry and Puddings also Pancakes Dumplings Custards cSyllabubs also Ice Creams and BlancmangeCakes including various sweet Cakes and GingerbreadWarm Cakes for Breakfast and Tea also Bread Yeast ButterCheese Tea Coffee cDomestic Liquors including homemade Beer Wines ShrubCordials cPreparations for the SickPerfumeryMiscellaneous ReceiptsAdditional ReceiptsAnimals used as Butchers MeatIndexMISS LESLIES COOKERYSOUPSGENERAL REMARKSAlways use soft water for making soup and be careful toproportion the quantity of water to that of the meat Somewhatless than a quart of water to a pound of meat is a good rule forcommon soups Rich soups intended for company may have a stillsmaller allowance of waterSoup should always be made entirely of fresh meat that has notbeen previously cooked An exception to this rule may sometimes bemade in favour of the remains of a piece of roast beef that hasbeen _very much_ underdone in roasting This may be_added_ to a good piece of raw meat Cold ham also may beoccasionally put into white soupsSoup made of cold meat has always a vapid disagreeable tastevery perceptible through all the seasoning and which nothingindeed can disguise Also it will be of a bad dingy colour Thejuices of the meat having been exhausted by the first cooking theundue proportion of watery liquid renders it for soupindigestible and unwholesome as well as unpalatable As there islittle or no nutriment to be derived from soup made with coldmeat it is better to refrain from using it for this purpose andto devote the leavings of the table to some other object Noperson accustomed to really good soup made from fresh meat canever be deceived in the taste even when flavoured with wine andspices It is not true that French cooks have the art of producing_excellent_ soups from cold scraps There is much _bad_soup to be found in France at inferior houses but _good_French cooks are not as is generally supposed really in thepractice of concocting any dishes out of the refuse of,16
+Etext prepared by Andrew Templeton Juliet Sutherland Josephine PaolucciTonya Allen and Project Gutenberg Distributed ProofreadersTHE CORYSTON FAMILYA NOVELBYMRS HUMPHRY WARDILLUSTRATED BY ELIZABETH SHIPPEN GREEN1913TOGMT AND JPTILLUSTRATIONSHOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN CONCOCTING THIS MOTHER _Frontispiece_THE CONVERSATION DROPPED JUST AS THE VOICE OF THE ORATOR ROSE TO HISPERORATIONAS SHE SAW MARCIA HER FACE LIT UPTHIS MORNING HE FOUND HER ALL GIRLISH GENTLENESS AND APPEALI DO WISH I COULD HELP YOUMARCIA WAS SINGING IN A LOW VOICE AS SHE CAMEHE SAT STILL STUDYING HIS MOTHERS STRONG LINED FACENOW SUDDENLYHERE WAS A FRIENDON WHOM TO LEANBook ILADY CORYSTONGreek turannon einai moria kai tontheleinCHAPTER IThe hands of the clock on the front of the Strangers Gallery were nearingsix The longexpected introductory speech of the Minister in charge of thenew Land Bill was over and the leader of the Opposition was on his feetThe House of Commons was full and excited The side galleries were no lesscrowded than the benches below and round the entrancedoor stood a compactthrong of members for whom no seats were available With every sentencealmost the speaker addressing the House struck from it assent or protestcheers and countercheers ran through its ranks while below the gangwaya few passionate figures on either side the freebooters of the two greatparties watched one another angrily sitting on the very edge of theirseats like arrows drawn to the stringWithin that privileged section of the Ladies Gallery to which only theSpeakers order admits there was no less agitation than on the floorbelow though the signs of it were less evident Some half a dozen chairsplaced close against the grille were filled by dusky forms invisible saveas a dim patchwork to the House beneath themwomen with their facespressed against the latticework which divided them from the Chamberendeavoring to hear and see in spite of all the difficulties placed intheir way by a graceless Commons Behind them stood other women bendingforward sometimes over the heads of those in front in the feverish effortto catch the words of the speech It was so dark in the little room thatno inmate of it could be sure of the identity of any other unless she wasclose beside her and it was pervaded by a constant soft _froufrou_of silk and satin as persons from an inner room moved in and out or somelady silently gave up her seat to a newcomer or one of those in frontbent over to whisper to a friend behind The background of all seemedfilled with a shadowy medley of plumed hats from which sometimes a faceemerged as a shaft of faint light from the illumined ceiling of the Housestruck upon itThe atmosphere was very hot and heavy with the scent of violets whichseemed to come from a large bunch worn by a slim standing girl In frontof the girl sat a lady who was evidently absorbed in the scene below Sherarely moved except occasionally to put up an eyeglass the better toenable her to identify some face on the Parliamentary benches or theauthor of some interruption to the speaker Meanwhile the girl held herhands upon the back of the ladys chair and once or twice stooped to speakto herNext to this pair but in a corner of the gallery and occupying whatseemed to be a privileged and habitual seat was a woman of uncouth figureand strange headgear Since the Opposition leader had risen her attentionhad wholly wandered She yawned perpetually and talked a great deal to alady behind her Once or twice her neighbor threw her an angry glance Butit was too dark for her to see it though if she had seen it she would havepaid no attentionLady Coryston said a subdued voice The lady sitting in front of thegirl turned and saw an attendant beckoningThe girl moved toward him and returnedWhat is it MarciaA note from Arthur mammaA slip of paper was handed to Lady Coryston who read it in the gloom withdifficulty Then she whispered to her daughterHe hopes to get his chance about seven if not then after dinnerI really dont think I can stay so long said the girl plaintivelyIts dreadfully tiringGo when you like said her mother indifferently Send the car back formeShe resumed her intent listening just as a smart sally from the speakerbelow sent a tumultuous wave of cheers and countercheers through hisaudienceHe can be such a buffoon cant he said the stout lady in the corner toher companion as she yawned again She had scarcely tried to lowerher voice Her remark was at any rate quite audible to her nextdoorneighbor who again threw her a swift stabbing look of no more availhowever than its predecessorsWho is that lady in the cornerdo you mind telling meThe query was timidly whispered in the ear of Marcia Coryston by a veiledlady who on the departure of some other persons had come to stand besideherShe is Mrs Prideaux said Miss Coryston stifflyThe wife of the Prime Minister The voice showed emotionMarcia Coryston looked down upon the speaker with an air that said Acountry cousin I supposeBut she whispered civilly enough Yes She always sits in that cornerWerent you here when he was speakingNoIve not long come inThe conversation dropped just as the voice of the orator standing on theleft of the Speaker rose to his perorationIt was a peroration of considerable eloquence subtly graduated through arising series of rhetorical questions till it finally culminated and brokein the ringing sentencesDestroy the ordered hierarchy of English land and you will sweep away agrowth of centuries which would not be where it is if it did not in themain answer to the needs and reflect the character of Englishmen Reformand develop it if you will bring in modern knowledge to work upon itchange expand without breaking it appeal to the sense of propertywhile enormously diffusing property help the peasant without slaying thelandlord in other words put aside rash meddlesome revolution and setyourselves to build on the ancient foundations of our country what mayyet serve the new time Then you will have an _English_ a nationalpolicy It,29
+Produced by Delphine Lettau and Mike PullenThis Etext is in GermanWe are releasing two versions of this Etext one in 7bit formatknown as Plain Vanilla ASCII which can be sent via plain emailand one in 8bit format which includes higher order characterswhich requires a binary transfer or sent as email attachment andmay require more specialized programs to display the accentsThis is the 8bit versionThis book content was graciously contributed by the Gutenberg ProjektDEThat project is reachable at the web site httpgutenbergspiegeldeDieses Buch wurde uns freundlicherweise vom Gutenberg ProjektDEzur Verfügung gestellt  Das Projekt ist unter der InternetAdressehttpgutenbergspiegelde erreichbarDer Diamant des Geisterkönigs oderZauberposse mit Gesang in zwei AufzügenFerdinand RaimundPersonenLongimanus GeisterkönigPamphilius sein erster KammerdienerZephises ein Magier als GeistEduard sein SohnFlorian Waschblau sein DienerMariandel KöchinAmine eine EngländerinKolibri ein GeniusVeritatius Beherrscher der Insel der WahrheitModestina seine TochterAladin sein erster HöflingErster und Zweiter Nachbar von EduardOsillisAmazilliBittaLiraDie HoffnungEin HeroldFee AprikosaFee AmarillisErster und Zweiter ZaubererKoliphonius Wächter des ZaubergartensEin FeuergeistDie Stimme des singenden BaumesErste und Zweite DrudeDer WinterDer SommerDer HerbstDer FrühlingEin GriecheEine GriechinFeuergeister  Luftgeister  Genien  FeenInselbewohner  Eduards Nachbarn  WacheErster AufzugVorhalle im Palaste des GeisterkönigsErste SzeneZauberer  Feen  Geister  Einige mit Bittschriften EinFeuergeistChorSollen wir noch lange harrenBald verläßt uns die GeduldSind wir Geister seine NarrenUnverzeihlich ist die SchuldFee Aprikosa  Welche Beleidigung Damen solange warten zu lassenals wären sie seine DomestikenAlle  Das ist unerhörtErster Zauberer  Ich frage wie kann man ein Geisterkönig sein undso lange schlafenZweiter Zauberer  Und ich frage wie kann man vernünftig sein undunvernünftig reden  Geisterkönig ist er er muß für uns allewachen folglich muß er auch für uns alle schlafenErster Zauberer  Seine Pflicht heischt aber unsere Bitten zuhörenFee Amarillis  Und er kümmert sich gar nicht um uns spart seineGunst nur für die Menschen aufErster Zauberer  Er hat schon ungeheure Schätze der Luft entzogenund sie der Erde zugewendetZweiter Zauberer  Sehen Sie darum bauen sich die Leute jetzt soviele Luftschlösser  Wenn nicht das Sterben bei ihnen noch Modewäre so gings dem Volk besser als unsFee Aprikosa  Was wollen Sie denn  Er hat ja erst gestern einenMenschen den er auf der Erde kennen gelernt hat unter die Geisteraufgenommen weil ihn bei dem letzten Wetter der Blitz erschlagenhatErster Zauberer  Ja richtig er heißt Zephise war Taschenspielerund soll ein blitzdummer Kerl seinZweiter Zauberer  Sehr natürlich  Dumm war er so schon der Blitzhat ihn auch getroffen also ist er blitzdummFee Amarillis  Der Zauberkönig verschwendet zu viel  Seine Reisenauf die Erde kosten ihm enorme SummenZweiter Zauberer  Jawohl ich bin ein einziges Mal auf die Erdehinabgereiset weil ich soviel von der schönen Gegend von Simmeringgehört hab und ich weiß was mich das gekostet hatFee Aprikosa  Und richtet er nicht das ganze Reich nach der Erdeein  Wir werden noch alle Moden von Paris und Wien heraufbekommenFee Amarillis  Ja wenn nur in seinem Zauberreiche nochFranzösisch gesprochen würde das wäre doch nobel aber seit er inWien war spricht er wienerisch und wir sollen es nachmachenZweiter Zauberer  Ich habs schon nachgemachtFee Amarillis  Schämen Sie sich wenn man das im Auslande erfährtDas wird entsetzlich werdenErster Zauberer undr Fee Aprikosa  Ja unerhörtZweiter Zauberer  Ich weiß es kommt ein Krieg aus bloß wegen demAber wissen S er denkt halt so und so sollen manche denkenbesser schön lokal reden als schlecht hochdeutschFee Aprikosa Kurz die Menschen haben ihn ganz verdorben er istnicht mehr zu kennenErster Zauberer  Er läßt sie ja scharenweise zu sich heraufkommenund gewährt ihnen ihre BittenAlle  Wahr istsZweite SzeneVorige  Ein FeuergeistFeuergeist ganz rot gekleidet rotes Gesicht und rote Hände erhat die ganze Szene behorcht  Potz Pech und Schwefel das istzuviel  Ich bin Feuergeist Oberfeuerwerker und Kanonier desZauberkönigs  Wer kann sagen daß seit drei Jahren einemenschliche Seele in seinen Palast gekommen ist  Bin ich nicht aufseine Kosten nach Neapel gereist um den Vesuv aufzunehmen undeinen ähnlichen über seinen Palast zu bauen  Ist das nichtgeschehen  Blausäure und VitriolölFee Aprikosa  Und warum ist es geschehen  Damit wir ihn nichtsooft belästigen und mit unserm Wolkenwagen jetzt durch den Kraterfahren müssen wie die Hexen durch den RauchfangFeuergeist  Nein  Potz Pech und Schwefel  Damit er von derMenschheit die sich durch verschiedene magische Künste in seinReich filoutiert hatte um ihn mit Betteleien zu belästigen RuhebekommeZweiter Zauberer  Ja ja so ist der KaffeeErster Zauberer  Das müssen Sie Narren weismachenFeuergeist  Aber ins Geiers Namen das tue ich ja und wersnicht glauben will den sollen alle kongreveschen RaketenZweiter Zauberer gleich einfallend  Nun nun mein HerrFeuergeist und Oberkanonier moderieren Sie sich nur  Sie zündenja sonst den Palast an mit Ihren RaketenAlle  Werft ihn hinaus  Hinaus mit ihmFeuergeist  Was  Einen Feuergeist hinauswerfenZweiter Zauberer  Da haben wir schon andere hinausgeworfenFeuergeist  Beim Brand von Moskau das ist zuviel  Mit geballterFaust Wer mir in die Nähe kommt dem werf ich eine Leuchtkugel anden Kopf daß ihm das bengalische Feuer aus den Augen spritzen sollDritte SzenePamphilius  VorigePamphilius  He he  was ist denn das  Sie halten ja ein völligesStiergefecht im Vorgemach des ZauberkönigsErster Zauberer voll Freundlichkeit  Ach unser lieberPamphiliusAlle Weiber  Unser schöner Pamphilius  Schmeicheln ihmZweiter Zauberer  Grüß Sie der Himmel Herr von Pamphiliusdrängt die Weiber weg und umarmt ihrPamphilius  Ich komme Ihnen zu melden daß der Beherrscher seinevierundzwanzigstündige Ruhe beendiget hat und sich alsobald mitunglaublicher Schnelligkeit aus dem Bette begeben wirdErster Zauberer  Ah scharmantBeide Feen  Der liebenswürdige HerrZweiter Zauberer  O fidelibus  fidelibusFeuergeist  Jetzt reißt mir die Geduld  Herr Pamphilius potzPech und Schwefel ich bin ein treuer Diener des Zauberkönigs ichkann nicht schweigenPamphilius  Was haben Sie denn für einen Lärmen HerrOberfeuerwerkerFeuergeist  I potz Pech und SchwefelPamphilius  Bleiben Sie mir nur mit Ihrem Pech vom Leibe ichpicke schon am ganzen KörperZweiter Zauberer  Er muß glauben wir sind SchusterFeuergeist  Nun also potz Schwefel und PhosphorusPamphilius  Den Schwefel kann ich auch nicht vertragen ich habeeine schwache BrustFeuergeist  Nun so hören Sie ohne,77
+Produced by Eric Eldred Marvin A Hodgesand the Online Distributed Proofreading TeamMOHUNORTHE LAST DAYS OF LEE AND HIS PALADINSFINAL MEMOIRSOF ASTAFF OFFICER SERVING IN VIRGINIAFROM THE MSS OFCOLONEL SURRY OF EAGLES NESTBYJOHN ESTEN COOKEAUTHOR OF SURRY OF EAGLES NEST_Nec aspera terrent_PROLOGUEOn the wall over the mantelpiece here in my quiet study atEaglesNest are two crossed swords One is a battered old sabre wornat Gettysburg and Appomattox the other a Federal officers dresssword captured in 1863It was a mere fancy to place them there as it was a whim to hang uponthat nail yonder the uniform coat with its stars and braid whichStuart wore on his famous ride around McClellan in 1862 Under theswords hang portraits of Lee Jackson and Stuart Jackson wears hisold coat and his brow is raised as though he were looking out frombeneath his yellow old cadet cap Stuart is seated grasping his sabrewith his plumed hat resting on his knee His huge beard flows on hisbreast his eyes are clear and penetrating and beneath the picture Ihave placed a slip cut from one of his letters to me and containingthe words Yours to count on JEB Stuart Lastly the graycommanderinchief looks with a grave smile over his shoulder the eyesfixed upon that excellent engraving of the Good Old Rebel a privateof the Army of Northern Virginia seated on a log after the war andreflecting with knit brows on the past and the presentFrom this sketch of my surroundings worthy reader you will perceivethat I amuse myself by recalling the old times when the Grays and Blueswere opposed to each other Those two swords crossedthose pictures ofLee Jackson Stuart and the Old Rebelyou are certain to thinkthat the possessor of them is unreconstructed terrible word andstill a rebelBut is it wrong to remember the past I think of it without bitternessGod decreed itGod the allwise the allmercifulfor his ownpurpose I do not indulge any repinings or reflect with rancor uponthe issue of the struggle I prefer recalling the stirring adventurethe brave voices the gallant faces even in that tremendous drama of18645 I can find something besides blood and tears even here andthere some sunshineIn this last series of my memoirs I shall deal chiefly with thatimmense campaign In the first series which I trust the reader ofthese pages will have perused I followed Jackson through his hardbattles to the fatal field of Chancellorsville In this volume I shallbeg the reader first to go with Stuart from the great review of hiscavalry in June 1863 to the dark morning of May 11 1864 at YellowTavern Then the last days will followI open the drama with that fine cavalry review in June 1863 on thePlains of CulpeperIt is a pleasure to return to itfor Gettysburg blackened the sunshinesoon The column thundered by the gay bugles rang the greatbanner floated Where is that pageant today Where the old moons ofVillon Alas the strong hours work their will June 1863 is longdead The cavalry horses if they came back from the wars areploughing The rusty sabres stick fast in the battered old scabbardsThe old saddles are shabbyand our friends take them away from us Theold buttons are tarnished and an order forbids our wearing them Thebrass bands clash no more and the bugles are silent Where are thedrums and the bugles Do they beat the long roll at the approach ofphantom foes or sound the cavalry charge in another world They aresilent today and have long disappeared but I think I hear them stillin my dreamsIt is in June 1863 therefore worthy reader that I open my volumeUp to that time I had gone with Jacksons foot cavalry marchingslowly and steadily to battle Now I was to follow the gay andadventurous career of the Virginia RupertStuart the Knight of theBlack Plume If you are willing to accompany me I promise to show yousome animated scenes You will hear Stuart laugh as he leads thecharge or jest with his staff or sing his gay cavalry songs Butalas we shall not go far with him and when he leaves us a sort ofshadow will fall upon the landscape From that May 1864 laughter willseldom be heard The light which shines on the great picture will bered and baleful Blood will gush on desperate fieldsmen will falllike dry leaves in the winds of autumnThe crimson torrent will sweep away a whole generation almostand theRed Cross flag will go down in bloodThe current of events will drag us to Petersburg and those last monthswhich witnessed the final wrestle in this war of the giantsLet us bask in the sunshine before breasting the storm The pages ofblood and mourning will soon be openedmeanwhile we will laughIn this June 1863 faces smile still and cheers resound Bugles areringing swords clashing cannon thunderingLees old army is full of ardor and seventy thousand men shoutPennsylvania PennsylvaniaMOHUNORTHE LAST DAYS OF LEE AND HIS PALADINSBOOK IGETTYSBURGITHE CAVALRY REVIEWOn a beautiful day of June 1863 the plains of Culpeper in Virginiawere the scene of an imposing pageantStuarts cavalry was passing in review before Lee who was about tocommence his march toward GettysburgThose of my readers who were fortunate enough to be present will notforget that scene They will remember the martial form of Stuart at thehead of his _sabreurs_ how the columns of horsemen thundered by thegreat flag how the multitude cheered brightest eyes shone the merrybands clashed the gay bugles rang how the horse artillery roared asit was charged in mimic battlewhile Lee the gray old soldier withserene carriage sat his horse and looked onNever had the fields of Culpeper witnessed a spectacle moremagnificent The sunshine darted in lightnings from the long line ofsabres lit up beautiful faces and flashed from scarfs and wavinghandkerchiefs rosy cheeks and glossy ringlets All was life and joyand splendor For once war seemed turned to carnival and flowerswreathed the keen edge of the swordAmong the illustrious figures gazed at by the crowd two were theobserved of all the observersthose of Lee and StuartLee sat his,1
+Produced by Eric Eldred Clay Masseiand the Online Distributed Proofreading TeamThe Desert and The SownMARY HALLOCK FOOTECONTENTSI    A COUNCIL OF THE ELDERSII   INTRODUCING A SONINLAWIII  THE INITIAL LOVEIV   A MAN THAT HAD A WELL IN HIS OWN COURTV    DISINHERITEDVI   AN APPEAL TO NATUREVII  MARKING TIMEVIII A HUNTERS DIARYIX   THE POWER OF WEAKNESSX    THE WHITE PERILXI   A SEARCHING OF HEARTSXII  THE BLOODWITEXIII CURTAINXIV  KIND INQUIRIESXV   A BRIDEGROOM OF SNOWXVI  THE NATURE OF AN OATHXVII THE HIDDEN TRAILXVIIITHE STAR IN THE EASTXIX  PILGRIMS AND STRANGERSXX   A STATION IN THE DESERTXXI  INJURIOUS REPORTS CONCERNING AN OLD HOUSEXXII THE CASE STRIKES INXXIIIRESTIVENESSXXIV INDIAN SUMMERXXV  THE FELL FROSTXXVI PEACE TO THIS HOUSEIA COUNCIL OF THE ELDERSIt was an evening of sudden mildness following a dry October gale Thecolonel had miscalculated the temperature by one logonly one hedeclared but that had proved a pitchy one and the chimney bellowed withflame From end to end the room was alight with it as if the storedupenergies of a whole pinetree had been sacrificed in the consumption ofthat fourfoot stickThe young persons of the house had escaped laughing into the fresh nightair but the colonel was hemmed in on every side deserted by hisdaughter mocked by the work of his own hands and torn between the dutiesof a host and the hosts helpless craving for his afterdinner cigarAcross the hearth filling with her silks all the visible room in his ownfavorite settle corner sat the one woman on earth it most behooved him tobe civil tothe future motherinlaw of his only child That Moya was awilling nay a reckless hostage did not lessen her fathers awe of thesituationMrs Bogardus according to her wont at this hour was composedly doingnothing The colonel could not make his retreat under cover of her real orfeigned absorption in any of the small scattering pursuits which distractthe female mind When she read she readshe never looked at books Whenshe sewed she sewedpresumably but no one ever saw her do it Her mindwas economic and practical and she saved it whole like many men offorce for whatever she deemed her best paying sphere of actionIt was a silence that crackled with heat The colonel wrathfullyperspiring in the glow of that impenitent stick frowned at it like aninquisitor Presently Mrs Bogardus looked up and her expression softenedas she saw the energetic despair upon his faceColonel dont you always smoke after dinnerThat is my bad habit madam I belong to the generation thatsmokesafter dinner and most other timesmore than is good for usColonel Middleton belonged also to the generation that can carry asentence through to the finish in handsome style and he did it with asuave Virginian accent as easy as his seat in the saddle Mrs Bogardusalways gave him her respectful attention during his best performancesthough she was a woman of short sentences herselfDont you smoke in this room sometimes she asked with a barelyperceptible sniff the merest contraction of her housewifely nostrilsAhh Those rascally curtains and cushions You ladieswomen I shouldsayMoya wont let me say ladiesyou bolster us up with comforts onpurpose to betray usYou can say ladies to me smiled the very handsome one before himThats the generation _I_ belong toThe colonel bowed playfully Well you know I dont detect myself buttheres no doubt I have infected the premisesOpen fires are good ventilators I wish you would smoke now If youdont I shall have to go away and Im exceedingly comfortableYou are exceedingly charming to say soon top of that last stick tooThe colonel had Irish as well as Virginian progenitors Well he sighedproceeding to make himself conditionally happy Moya will never forgiveme We spoil each other shamefully when were alone but of course we tryto jack each other up when company comes Its a great comfort to havesome one to spoil isnt it now I neednt ask which it is in yourfamilyThe spoiled one Mrs Bogardus smiled rather coldly A woman we had forgoverness when Christine was a little thing used to say That child isthe stuff that tyrants are made of Tyrants are made by the will of theirsubjects dont you think generally speakingWell you couldnt have made a tyrant of your son Mrs Bogardus Hesthe Universal Spoiler Hell ruin my striker Jephson I shall have tosend the fellow back to the ranks I dont know how you keep a servantgood for anything with Paul aroundPaul thinks he doesnt like to be waited on Pauls mother observedshrewdly He says that only invalids old people and children have anyclaim on the personal service of othersBy George I found him blacking his own bootsMrs Bogardus laughedBut Im paying a man to do it for him It upsets my contract with thatother fellow for Paul to do his work We have a claim on what we pay forin this worldI suppose we have But Paul thinks that nothing can pay the price ofthose artificial relations between man and man I think thats the way heputs itGood Heavens Has the boy read history Its a relation that began whenthe world was made and will last while men are in itI am not defending Pauls ideas Colonel I have a great sympathy withtyrants myself You must talk to him He will amuse youMy word Its a ticklish kind of amusement when _we_ get talking Whythe boy wants to turn the poor old world upside downmake us all stand onour heads to give our feet a rest Now I respect my feetthe coloneldrew them in a little as the ladys eyes involuntarily took the directionof his allusionI take the best care I can of them but I propose tokeep my head such as it is on top till I go under altogether Theseyoung philanthropists They assume that the Hands and the Feet of theworld the class that serves in that capacity have got the same nerves asthe,13
+Produced by Juliet Sutherland Mary Meehan and PG Distributed Proofreaders                          AN ENEMY TO THE KING     From the recently discovered memoirs of the Sieur de la Tournoire                       By Robert Neilson StephensAuthor of The Continental Dragoon The Road to Paris PhilipWinwood etc                                  1897CONTENTSI     TWO ENCOUNTERS BY NIGHTII    LOVEMAKING AT SHORT ACQUAINTANCEIII   THE STRANGE REQUEST OF MLLE DARENCYIV    HOW LA TOURNOIRE WAS ENLIGHTENED IN THE DARKV     HOW LA TOURNOIRE ESCAPED FROM PARISVI    HOW HE FLED SOUTHWARDVII   HOW HE ANNOYED MONSIEUR DE LA CHATREVIII  A SWEET LADY IN DISTRESSIX    THE FOUR RASCALSX     A DISAPPEARANCEXI    HOW THE HERO GAVE HIS WORD AND KEPT ITXII   AT THE CHÂTEAU OF MAURYXIII  HOW DE BERQUIN INVITED DEATHXIV   GOD GRANT I DO NOT FIND YOU FALSEXV    TO CLOCHONNE AFTER MADEMOISELLEXVI   BEHIND THE CURTAINSXVII  SWORD AND DAGGERXVIII THE RIDE TOWARDS GUIENNEAN ENEMY TO THE KINGCHAPTER ITWO ENCOUNTERS BY NIGHTHitherto I have written with the sword after the fashion of greater menand requiring no secretary I now take up the quill to set forthcorrectly certain incidents which having been noised about stand indanger of being inaccurately reported by some imitator of Brantome and DelEstoile If all the world is to know of this matter let it knowthereof rightlyIt was early in January in the year 1578 that I first set out forParis My mother had died when I was twelve years old and my father hadfollowed her a year later It was his last wish that I his only childshould remain at the château in Anjou continuing my studies until theend of my twentyfirst year He had chosen that I should learn manners asbest I could at home not as page in some great household or as gentlemanin the retinue of some high personage A De Launay shall have no masterbut God and the King he said Reverently I had fulfilled hisinjunctions holding my young impulses in leash I passed the time insword practice with our old steward Michel who had followed my fatherin the wars under Coligny in hunting in our little patch of woodsreading the Latin authors in the flowery garden of the château or in myfavorite chamberthat one at the top of the new tower which had beenbuilt in the reign of Henri II to replace the original black tower fromwhich the earliest De Launay of note got the title of Sieur de laTournoire All this while I was holding in curb my impatient desires Soalmost resistless are the forces that impel the young heart that theremust have been a hard struggle within me had I had to wait even a monthlonger for the birthday which finally set me free to go what ways Ichose I rose early on that cold but sunlit January day mad witheagerness to be off and away into the great world that at last lay opento me Poor old Michel was sad that I had decided to go alone But theonly servant whom I would have taken with me was the only one to whom Iwould entrust the house of my fathers in my absenceold Michel himselfI thought the others too rustic My few tenants would have made awkwardlackeys in peace sorry soldiers in warMichel had my portmanteau fastened on my horse which had been broughtout into the courtyard and then he stood by me while I took my lastbreakfast in La Tournoire and in my haste to be off I would haveeaten little had he not pressed much upon me reminding me how manyleagues I would have to ride before meeting a good inn on the Parisroad He was sad poor old Michel at my going and yet he partook ofsome of my own eagerness At last I had forced down my unwilling throatfood enough to satisfy even old Michels solicitude He girded on me thefinest of the swords that my father had left placed over my violetvelvet doublet the new cloak I had bought for the occasion handed me mynew hat with its showy plumes and stood aside for me to pass out Inthe pocket of my red breeches was a purse holding enough golden crownsto ease my path for some time to come I cast one last look around theold hall and trying to check the rapidity of my breath and the risingof the lump in my throat strode out to the courtyard breathed thefresh air with a new ecstasy mounted the steaming horse gave Michel myhand for a moment and purposely avoiding meeting his eyes spoke alast kind word to the old man After acknowledging the farewells of theother servants who stood in line trying to look joyous I started myhorse with a little jerk of the rein and was borne swiftly through theporte over the bridge and out into the world Behind me was the homeof my fathers and my childhood before me was Paris It was a finebracing winter morning and I was twentyone A good horse was under mea sword was at my side there was money in my pocket Will I ever feelagain as I did that morningSome have stupidly wondered why being a Huguenot born and bred I didnot when free to leave La Tournoire go at once to offer my sword toHenri of Navarre or to some other leader of our party This is easilyanswered If,13
+Produced by David Starner William Pattersonand the Online Distributed Proofreading TeamTRANSCRIBERS NOTEThe Esperanto alphabet contains 28 characters These are thecharacters of English but with q w x and y removed andsix diacritical letters added The diacritical letters are cg h j and s with circumflexes or hats as Esperantistsfondly call them and u with a breve Zamenhof himself suggestedthat where the diacritical letters caused difficulty one couldinstead use ch gh hh jh sh and u A plain ASCIIfile is one such place there are no ASCII codes for Esperantosspecial lettersHowever there are two problems with Zamenhofs hmethod Thereis no difference between u and u with a breve and there is noway to determine without prior knowledge of the words involvedand sometimes a bit of context whether an h following one ofthose other five letters is really the second half of a diacriticalpair or just an h that happened to find itself next to one ofthem Consequently other unambiguous methods have been used overthe years One is the xmethod which uses the digraphs cxgx hx jx sx and ux to represent the special lettersThere is no ambiguity because the letter x is not an Esperantoletter and each diacritical letter has a unique transliterationThis is the method used in this Project Gutenberg etextIMAGESThere are five images referenced in the text search for IlustrajxoNaturally they cannot be displayed within the ASCII file but I createdthese markers for referenceIlustrajxo terglobopng                              L ZAMENHOF                         FUNDAMENTA KRESTOMATIO                              DE LA LINGVO                               ESPERANTO                               DUA ELDONO                  FRANCUJOHACHETTE et Cie PARIS                ANGLUJOREVIEW of REVIEWS LONDON            DANUJOANDRFRED HOEST  SOEN KJOBENHAVN                 GERMANUJOMOELLER  BOREL BELIN                  HISPANUJOJ ESPASA BARCELONA                 ITALUJORAFFAELLO GIUSTI LIVORNO                     POLUJOM ARCT  WARSZAWA               SVEDUJOESPERANTOFOERENING STOCKHOLM         Estas mendeblaj                      CXE LA LIBREJO HACHETTE KAJ Ko                                                                               TUTMONDA                      JARLIBRO ESPERANTISTA  1905                              enhavanta la                       Adresarojn de Dro ZAMENHOF              Unu volumo 432 pagxa        2 fr 50                                                                       INTERNACIA SCIENCA REVUO                              En Esperanto                  REDAKCIO                   ADMINISTRACIO                 P FRUICTIER                  HACHETTE  Ko            27 boulevard Arago       79 boulevard SaintGermain                   PARIS,3
+Anne Soulard Charles Franks Robert Fite and the Online DistributedProofreading TeamEARLY EUROPEAN HISTORYBYHUTTON WEBSTER PHDThere is no part of history so generally useful as that which relates tothe progress of the human mind the gradual improvement of reason thesuccessive advances of science the vicissitudes of learning andignorance which are the light and darkness of thinking beings theextinction and resuscitation of arts and the revolutions of theintellectual world  SAMUEL JOHNSON _Rasselas_PREFACEThis book aims to furnish a concise and connected account of humanprogress during ancient medieval and early modern times It should meetthe requirements of those high schools and preparatory schools whereancient history as a separate discipline is being supplanted by a moreextended course introductory to the study of recent times and contemporaryproblems Such a course was first outlined by the Regents of theUniversity of the State of New York in their _Syllabus for SecondarySchools_ issued in 1910Since the appearance of the Regents _Syllabus_ the Committee of Five ofthe American Historical Association has made its _Report_ 1911suggesting a rearrangement of the curriculum which would permit a yearswork in English and Continental history Still more recently the Committeeon Social Studies of the Commission on the Reorganization of SecondaryEducation in its _Report_ 1916 to the National Education Associationhas definitely recommended the division of European history into twoparts of which the first should include ancient and Orientalcivilization English and Continental history to approximately the end ofthe seventeenth century and the period of American explorationThe first twelve chapters of the present work are based upon the authors_Ancient History_ published four years ago In spite of many omissionsit has been possible to follow without essential modification the plan ofthe earlier volume A number of new maps and illustrations have been addedto these chaptersThe selection of collateral reading always a difficult problem in thesecondary school is doubly difficult when so much ground must be coveredin a single course The author ventures therefore to call attention tohis _Readings in Ancient History_ Its purpose in the words of thepreface is to provide immature pupils with a variety of extendedunified and interesting extracts on matters which a textbook treats withnecessary though none the less deplorable condensation A companionvolume entitled _Readings in Medieval and Modern History_ will bepublished shortly References to both books are inserted in footnotesAt the end of what has been a long and engrossing task it becomes apleasant duty to acknowledge the help which has been received fromteachers in school and college Various chapters either in manuscript orin the proofs have been read by Professor James M Leake of Bryn MawrCollege Professor J C Hildt of Smith College Very Rev Patrick JHealy Professor of Church History in the Catholic University of AmericaProfessor E F Humphrey of Trinity College Dr James Sullivan Directorof the Division of Archives and History State Dept of Education of NewYork Constantine E McGuire Assistant Secretary General InternationalHigh Commission Washington Miss Margaret E McGill of the NewtonMass High School and Miss Mabel Chesley of the Erasmus Hall HighSchool Brooklyn The author would also express appreciation of the laborsof the cartographers artists and printers to whose accuracy and skillevery page of the book bears witnessHUTTON WEBSTERLINCOLN NEBRASKA February 1917Illustration ANCIENT AND MEDIEVAL GEMS   1   Steatite from Crete two lions with forefeet on a pedestal above       a sun   2   Sardonyx from Elis a goddess holding up a goat by the horns   3   Rock crystal a bearded Triton   4   Carnelian a youth playing a trigonon   5   Chalcedony from Athens a Bacchante   6   Sard a woman reading a manuscript roll before her a lyre   7   Carnelian Theseus   8   Chalcedony portrait head Hellenistic Age   9   Aquamarine portrait of Julia daughter of the emperor Titus  10   Chalcedony portrait head Hellenistic Age  11   Carnelian bust portrait of the Roman emperor Decius  12   Beryl portrait of Julia Domna wife of the emperor Septimius       Severus  13   Sapphire head of the Madonna  14   Carnelian the judgment of Paris Renaissance work  15   Rock crystal Madonna with Jesus and St Joseph probably Norman       Sicilian workCONTENTSLIST OF ILLUSTRATIONSLIST OF MAPSLIST OF PLATESSUGGESTIONS FOR FURTHER STUDYCHAPTERI THE AGES BEFORE HISTORY    1 The Study of History    2 Prehistoric Peoples    3 Domestication of Animals and Plants    4 Writing and the Alphabet    5 Primitive Science and Art    6 Historic PeoplesII THE LANDS AND PEOPLES OF THE EAST TO ABOUT 500 BC    7 Physical Asia    8 Babylonia and Egypt    9 The Babylonians and the Egyptians   10 The Phoenicians and the Hebrews   11 The Assyrians   12 The World Empire of PersiaIII ORIENTAL CIVILIZATION   13 Social Classes   14 Economic Conditions   15 Commerce and Trade Routes   16 Law and Morality   17 Religion   18 Literature and Art   19 Science and EducationIV THE LANDS OF THE WEST AND THE RISE OF GREECE TO ABOUT 500 BC   20 Physical Europe   21 Greece and the Aegean   22 The Aegean Age to about 1100 BC   23 The Homeric Age about 1100750 BC   24 Early Greek Religion   25 Religious InstitutionsOracles and Games   26 The Greek CityState   27 The Growth of Sparta to 500 BC   28 The Growth of Athens to 500 BC   29 Colonial Expansion of Greece about 750500 BC   30 Bonds of Union among the GreeksV THE GREAT AGE OF THE GREEK REPUBLICS TO 362 BC   31 The,4
+Produced by Paul Hollander Juliet Sutherland Linton Dawe Charles Franksand the Online Distributed Proofreading TeamFLYING FOR FRANCEWith the American Escadrille at VerdunBYJAMES R McCONNELLSergeantPilot in the French Flying CorpsIllustrated from photographs through the kindnessof Mr Paul RockwellToMRS ALICE S WEEKSWho having lost a splendid son in the French Army has given to a greatnumber of us other Americans in the war the tender sympathy and helpof a motherCONTENTSIntroduction By F C PCHAPTER  I Verdun II From Verdun to the SommeIII Personal Letters from Sergeant McConnell IV How France Trains Pilot Aviators  V Against OddsLIST OF ILLUSTRATIONSJames R McConnell _Frontispiece_Some of the Americans Who are Flying for FranceTwo Members of the American Escadrille of the French Flying ServiceWho Were Killed Flying For FranceWhiskey The Lion and Mascot of the American Flying Squadron inFranceKiffin Rockwell of Asheville NC Who Was Killed in an Air DuelOver VerdunSergeant Lufbery in one of the New Nieuports in Which He Convoyed theBombardment Fleet Which Attacked OberndorfINTRODUCTIONOne day in January 1915 I saw Jim McConnell in front of the CourtHouse at Carthage North Carolina Well he said Im all fixed upand am leaving on Wednesday Where for I asked Ive got a job todrive an ambulance in France was his answerAnd then he went on to tell me first that as he saw it the greatestevent in history was going on right at hand and that he would bemissing the opportunity of a lifetime if he did not see it TheseSand Hills he said will be here forever but the war wont and soIm going Then as an afterthought he added And Ill be of someuse too not just a sightseer looking on that wouldnt be fairSo he went He joined the American ambulance service in the Vosgeswas mentioned more than once in the orders of the day for conspicuousbravery in saving wounded under fire and received the muchcovetedCroix de GuerreMeanwhile he wrote interesting letters home And his point of viewchanged even as does the point of view of all Americans who visitEurope From the attitude of an adventurous spirit anxious to see theexcitement his letters showed a new belief that any one who goes toFrance and is not able and willing to do more than his shareto giveeverything in him toward helping the wounded and sufferinghas nobusiness thereAnd as time went on still a new note crept into his letters thefirst admiration for France was strengthened and almost replaced by anew feelinga profound conviction that France and the French peoplewere fighting the fight of liberty against enormous odds The newspirit of Francethe spirit of the Marseillaise strengthened by agrim determination and absolute certainty of being rightpervadesevery line he writes So he gave up the ambulance service and enlistedin the French flying corps along with an everincreasing number ofother AmericansThe spirit which pervades them is something above the spirit ofadventure that draws many to war it is the spirit of a man who hasfound an inspiring duty toward the advancement of liberty and humanityand is glad and proud to contribute what he canHis last letters bring out a new pointthe assurance of victory of ajust cause Of late he writes things are much brighter and onecan feel a certain elation in the air Victory before was a sort ofacademic certainty now it is feltF C PNovember 10 1916FLYING FOR FRANCECHAPTER IVERDUNBeneath the canvas of a huge hangar mechanicians are at work on themotor of an airplane Outside on the borders of an aviation fieldothers loiter awaiting their aërial charges return from the sky Nearthe hangar stands a hutshaped tent In front of it severalshortwinged biplanes are lined up inside it three or four young menare lolling in wicker chairsThey wear the uniform of French army aviators These uniforms and thegrimlooking machine guns mounted on the upper planes of the littleaircraft are the only warlike note in a pleasantly peaceful sceneThe war seems very remote It is hard to believe that the greatest ofall battlesVerdunrages only twentyfive miles to the north andthat the field and hangars and mechanicians and aviators and airplanesare all playing a part thereinSuddenly there is the distant hum of a motor One of the pilotsemerges from the tent and gazes fixedly up into the blue sky Hepoints and one glimpses a black speck against the blue highoverhead The sound of the motor ceases and the speck grows largerIt moves earthward in steep dives and circles and as it swoopscloser takes on the shape of an airplane Now one can make out thered white and blue circles under the wings which mark a Frenchwarplane and the distinctive insignia of the pilot on its sides_Ton patron arrive_ one mechanician cries to another Your boss iscomingThe machine dips sharply over the top of a hangar straightens outagain near the earth at a dizzy speed a few feet above it and losingmomentum in a surprisingly short time hits the ground with tail andwheels It bumps along a score of yards and then its motor whirringagain turns rolls toward the hangar and stops A human formenveloped in a species of garment for all the world like a diverssuit and further adorned with goggles and a leather hood risesunsteadily in the cockpit clambers awkwardly overboard and slidesdown to terra firmaA group of soldiers enjoying a brief holiday from the trenches in acantonment near the field straggle forward and gather timidly aboutthe airplane listening openmouthed for what its rider is about tosayHell mumbles that gentleman as he starts divesting himself of hisflying garbWhats wrong now inquires one of the tenants of the tentEverything or else Ive gone nutty is the indignant replydelivered while disengaging a leg from its Teddy Bear trouseringWhy I emptied my whole roller on a Boche this morning point blankat not fifteen metres off His machine gun quit firing and hispropeller wasnt turning and yet the darn fool just hung up there asif he were tied to a cloud Say I was so sure I had him it made mesorefelt like running into him and yelling,4
+Produced by Michelle Shephard Tiffany Vergon Charles Franksand the Online Distributed Proofreading TeamFRA BARTOLOMMEOByLeader ScottAuthor Of A Nook In The ApenninesReEdited ByHorace Shipp And Flora Kendrick ARBS_The reproductions in this series are from official photographs ofthe National Collections or from photographs by Messrs AndersenAlinari or Braun_FOREWORDMichelangelo Leonardo Raphael the three great names of the noblestperiod of the Renaissance take our minds from the host of fine artistswho worked alongside them Nevertheless beside these giants a wholehost of exquisite artists have place and not least among them thethree painters with whom Mr Leader Scott has dealt in these pages FraBartolommeo linking up with the religious art of the preceding periodwith that of Masaccio of Piero de Cosimo his senior student in thestudio of Cosimo Roselli and at last with that of the definitelymodern painters of the Renaissance Raphael Leonardo andMichelangelo himself is a transition painter in this supreme periodTechnique and the work of hand and brain are rapidly taking the placeof inspiration and the desire to convey a message The aestheticsensation is becoming an end in itself The scientific paintersperfecting their studies of anatomy and of perspective having aconscious mastery over their tools and their mediums are taking theplace of such men as Fra AngelicoAs a painter at this end of a period of transitiona painter whosespiritual leanings would undoubtedly have been with the earlier menbut whose period was too strong for himFra Bartolommeo is ofparticular interest and Albertinelli for all the fiery surfacedifference of his outlook is too closely bound by the ties of hisfriendship for the Frate to have any other viewpointAndrea del Sarto presents yet another phenomenon that of the artistendowed with all the powers of craftsmanship yet serving an end neitherbasically spiritual nor basically aesthetic but definitelyprofessional We have George Vasaris word for it and Vasaris blameupon the extravagant and toowellbeloved Lucrezia Today we are soaccustomed to the idea of the professional attitude to art that we canaccept it in Andrea without concern Not that other and earlier artistswere unconcerned with the aspect of payments The history of Italianart is full of quarrels and bickerings about prices the calling in ofreferees to decide between patron and painter demands and refusals ofpayment Even the unworldly Fra Bartolommeo was the centre of suchquarrels and although his vow of poverty forbade him to receive moneyfor his work the order to which he belonged stood out firmly for the_scudi_ which the Frates pictures brought them In justice toAndrea it must be added that this was not the only motive for hisactivities it was not without cause that the men of his time calledhim _senza errori_ the faultless painter and the production ofa vast quantity of his work rather than good prices for individualpictures made his art pay to the extent it did A potboiler inmasterpieces his works have place in every gallery of importance andhe himself stands very close to the three greatest men of theRenaissanceBoth Fra Bartolommeo and Albertinelli are little known in this countryPractically nothing has been written about them and very few of theirworks are in either public galleries or private collections It is inItaly of course that one must study their originals although thegreat collections usually include one or two Most interesting from theviewpoint of the study of art is the evolution of the work of theartistmonk as he came under the influence of the more dramatic modernand frankly sensational work of Raphael of the Venetians and ofMichelangelo In this case many will say in that of the art of theworld this tendency detracted rather than helped the work Thedraperies the dramatic poses the artistic sensation arrests the mindat the surface of the picture It is indeed strange that this devoutchurchman should have succumbed to the temptation and there aremoments when one suspects that his somewhat spectacular pietismdisguised the spirit of one whose mind had little to do with themysticism of the mediaeval church Or perhaps it was that the strangefriendship between him and Albertinelli the man of the cloister andthe man of the world effected some alchemy in the mind of each Thestory of that lifelong friendship strong enough to overcome thedifficulties of a definite partnership between the strict life of themonastery and the busy life of the _bottega_ is one of the mostfascinating in art historyMr Leader Scott has in all three lives the opportunity for fascinatingstudies and his book presents them to us with much of the flavour ofthe period in which they lived Perhaps today we should incline tomodify his acceptance of the Vasari attitude to Lucrezia especiallysince he himself tends to withdraw the charges against her but leavesher as the villainess of the piece upon very little evidence Theinclusion of a chapter upon Ghirlandajo treated merely as a followerof Fra Bartolommeo scarcely does justice in modern eyes to this fineartist whose own day and generation did him such honour and paid himso well But the authors general conclusions as to the place in artand the significance of the lives of the three painters with whom he ischiefly concerned remains unchallenged and we have in the volume anecessary study to place alongside those of Leonardo of Michelangeloand of Raphael for an understanding of the culmination of theRenaissance in Italy                                               HORACE SHIPPCONTENTSFRA BARTOLOMMEOCHAPTER    I THOUGHTS ON THE RENAISSANCE   II THE BOTTEGA OF COSIMO ROSELLI AD 14751486  III THE GARDEN AND THE CLOISTER AD 14871495   IV SAN MARCO AD 14961500    V FRA BARTOLOMMEO IN THE CONVENT AD 15041509   VI ALBERTINELLI IN THE WORLD AD 15011510  VII CONVENT PARTNERSHIP AD 15101513 VIII CLOSE OF LIFE AD 15141517   IX PART ISCHOLARS OF FRA BARTOLOMMEO       PART IISCHOLARS OF MARIOTTO ALBERTINELLI,0
+Produced by Kevin Handy Joshua Hutchinson Charles Franksand the Online Distributed Proofreading TeamThe Girls of Central High Aiding the Red CrossORAMATEUR THEATRICALS FOR A WORTHY CAUSEBYGERTRUDE W MORRISONCONTENTSCHAPTERI THE ODDEST THING THAT EVER HAPPENEDII THE RED CROSS GIRLIII ODDIV THE MYSTERY MANV SAND IN THE GEARSVI THE BANKNOTEVII SOMETHING EXCITINGVIII THE FOREFRONT OF TROUBLEIX THE ICE CARNIVALX BUT WHO IS HEXI A REHEARSALXII BUBBLE BUBBLEXIII MOTHER WIT HAS AN IDEAXIV CHAINS ON HIS WHEELSXV PIE AND POETRYXVI EMBER NIGHTXVII A STARTLING ANNOUNCEMENTXVIII WHERE WAS PURTXIX LAURA LISTENSXX TWO THINGS ABOUT HESTERXXI AND A THIRD THINGXXII THE CASE FOR AND AGAINST PURTXXIII THE LAST REHEARSALXXIV MR NEMO OF NOWHEREXXV IT IS ALL ROUNDED UPCHAPTER ITHE ODDEST THING THAT EVER HAPPENEDWell if that isnt the oddest thing that ever happened murmured LauraBelding sitting straight up on the stool before the high desk in herfathers glassenclosed office from which elevation she could look downthe long aisles of his jewelry store and out into Market StreetCenterports main business thoroughfareBut Laura was not looking down the vista of the electrically lighted shopand into the icy street Instead she gave her attention to that which layright under her eyes upon the desk top She looked first at the neatfigures she had written upon the page of the day ledger after carefullyproving them and thence at the packet of bills and piles of coin on thedesk at her right handIt is the oddest thing that ever happened she affirmed as though inanswer to her own first declarationIt was Saturday evening and it was always Lauras duty to straighten outher fathers books for him on that day for although she was a high schoolgirl she was usually so well prepared in her studies that she could givethe books proper attention weekly Laura had taken a course in bookkeepingand she was quite familiar with the business of keeping a simple set ofbooks like theseShe never let the day ledger and the cash get far apart It was her customto strike a balance weekly and this she was doing at this time Or she wastrying to But there seemed to be something entirely wrong with the cashitselfShe knew that the figures on the ledger were correct She had asked herfather and even Chet her brother who was helping in the store thisevening if either of them had taken out any cash without setting the sumdown in the proper recordIt is an even fifty dollarsneither more nor less she had told themwith a puzzled little frown corrugating her pretty foreheadThey had both denied any such actChet of course vigorouslyWhat kind of hardware are you trying to hang on me Mother Wit hedemanded of his sister I know Christmas will soon be on top of us and afellow needs all the money there is in the world to buy even one girl adecent present But I assure you I havent taken to nicking papas cashdrawerI dont know but mother is right Laura sighed Your language isbecoming something to listen to with fear and trembling And I am notaccusing you Chetwood Im only asking youAnd Im only answering youemphatically chuckled her brotherIt is no laughing matter when you cannot find fifty dollars she toldhimYoud better stir your wits a little then Sis he advised You knowJess and Lance will be along soon and we were all going shopping togetherand skating afterward Lance and I want to practice our grapevine whirlBut being advised to hurry did not help For half an hour since Chet hadlast spoken the girl had sat in a web of mystery that fairly made her headspin Her ledger figures were proved over and over again But the cashThen once more she bent to her taskThe piles of coin were all right she finally decided She counted them overand over again and they came to the same penny exactly So she pushed thecoin asideThen she slowly and carefully counted again the banknotes turning themone by one face down from left to right The amount added to the sum ofthe coins was equal to the figures on the ledger Then she did what shehad already done ten or a dozen times She recounted the bills turningthem from right to leftShe was fifty dollars shortChristmas was approaching and the Belding jewelry store was of courserather busier than at other seasons That was why Chet Belding was helpingout behind the counters Out there he kept a closer watch on the frontdoor than Laura with her financial trouble couldSuddenly he darted down the long room to welcome a group of young peoplewho pushed open the jewelrystore door They burst in with a hail of merryvoices and a clatter of tongues that drowned every other sound in the storefor a minute although there were but four of themEasy Easy begged Mr Belding who was giving his attention to acustomer near the front of the store Take your friends back to Laurascoop ChetwoodHushed for the moment the party drifted back toward Lauras desk Theyoung girl was still too deeply engaged with the ledger and cash to look upat firstWhat is the matter Mother Wit demanded the taller of the two girls whohad just come ina most attractivelooking maiden whom Chet had at oncetaken on his armEngine trouble chuckled Lauras brother The old thing just wontbudge Isnt that it LauraThe tall youthdark and delightfully romanticlooking any girl would havetold youwent around into the little office and looked over LaurasshoulderWhats gone wrong Laura he asked with sympathy in his voice andmannerYou want to get a move on Mother Wit cried the youngest girl of thetroop saucy looking and with ruddy cheeks and flyaway curls This wasClara Hargrew whom her friends called Bobby and whose father kept the biggrocery store just a block away from the Belding jewelry store Everybodywill have picked over the presents in all the stores and got the best ofeverything before we get thereThats right said the last member of the group and this was a short andsturdy boy who had the same mischievous twinkle in,26
+Produced by Distributed ProofreadersHOLIDAYSInEASTERN FRANCEByM BETHAMEDWARDSIllustration CHÂTEAU OF MONTBÉLIARDIllustration ORNANSVALLEY OF THE LOUE The Country of the PainterCourbetPREFACETravelling in France without hotels or guidebooks might with verylittle exaggeration be chosen as a title to this volume which isindeed the record of one visit after another among charming Frenchpeople and in delightful places out of the ordinary track of thetourist Alike in the valley of the Marneamongst French Protestants atMontbéliardat Besançon amid the beautiful scenery of the DoubsatLonsleSaunier from whence so many interesting excursions were madeinto the Jurain the very heart of the Jura highlandsat ChampagnoleMorez and St Claude it was my good fortune to see everything underunique and most favourable auspices to be no tourist indeed but aguest welcomed at every stage and pioneered from place to place byeducated ladies and gentlemen delighted to do the honours of theirnative place Thus it came about that I saw not only places butpeople and not only one class but all peasant and proprietorProtestant and Catholic the _bourgeoisie_ of the towns themountaineers of the highlands the schoolmaster the pastor the curéWherever I went moreover I felt that I was breaking new ground themost interesting country I visited being wholly unfamiliar to thegeneral run of tourists for instance the charming pastoral scenery ofSeine and Marne the picturesque valleys of the Doubs and the Loue andthe environs of Montbéliard and Besançon the grand mountain fastnessescloseshut valleys or _combes_ the solitary lakes cascades andtorrent rivers of the JuraMany of the most striking spots described in these pages are not evenmentioned in Murray whilst the difficulty of communication renders themcomparatively unknown to the French themselves only a few artistshaving as yet found them out OrnansCourbets birth and favouriteabiding place in the valley of the Loueis one of these StHippolyte near Montbéliard is another and a dozen more might be namedequally beautiful and as yet equally unknown New lines of railwayhowever are to be opened within the next few years in severaldirections and thus the delightful scenery of FrancheComté will erelong be rendered accessible to all For the benefit of those travellerswho are undaunted by difficulties and prefer to go off the beaten trackeven at the risk of encountering discomforts I have reprinted withmany additions the following notes of visits and travel in the mostinteresting part of Eastern France which in part originally appearedin Frazers Magazine 1878In a former work Western France I treated of a part of France whichwas ultraCatholic in this one I was chiefly among the more Protestantdistricts of the whole country and it may be interesting to many tocompare the twoCONTENTSCHAPTER I The Valley of the MarneCHAPTER II Noisiel the City of ChocolateCHAPTER III Provins and TroyesCHAPTER IV Among French Protestants at MontbéliardCHAPTER V St Hippolyte Morteau and the Swiss BorderlandCHAPTER VI Besançon and its EnvironsCHAPTER VII Ornans Courbets Country and the Valley of the LoueCHAPTER VIII Salins Arbois and the Wine Country of the JuraCHAPTER IX LonsleSaunierCHAPTER X Champagnole and MorezCHAPTER XI St Claude the Bishopric in the MountainsCHAPTER XII Nantua and the Church of BrouAPPENDIXItinerariesOutlines of FrancComtois History Notes on the Geology ofthe JuraIndexHOLIDAYS IN EASTERN FRANCECHAPTER ITHE VALLEY OF THE MARNEHow delicious to escape from the fever heat and turmoil of Paris duringthe Exhibition to the green banks and sheltered ways of the gentlyundulating Marne With what delight we wake up in the morning to thenoise if noise it can be called of the mowers scythe the rustle ofacacia leaves and the notes of the stockdove looking back as upon anightmare to the horn of the tramway conductor and the perpetual grindof the stonemasons saw Yes to quit Paris at a time of tropic heatand nestle down in some country resort is indeed like exchangingDantes lower circle for Paradise The heat has followed us here butwith a screen of luxuriant foliage ever between us and the burning bluesky and with a breeze rippling the leaves always no one need complainWith the cocks and the hens and the birds and the bees we are all upand stirring betimes there are dozens of cool nooks and corners if welike to spend the morning out of doors and do not feel enterprisingenough to set out on an exploring expedition by diligence or rail Afterthe midday meal everyone takes a siesta as a matter of course wakingup between four and five oclock for a ramble wherever we go we findlovely prospects Quiet little rivers and canals winding in betweenlofty lines of poplars undulating pastures and amber cornfieldspicturesque villages crowned by a church spire here and there widesweeps of highly cultivated land interspersed with rich woodsvineyards orchards and gardensall these make up the sceneryfamiliarized to us by some of the most characteristic of FrenchpaintersJust such tranquil rural pictures have been portrayed over and overagain by Millet Corot Daubigny and in this very simplicity often liestheir charm No costume or grandiose outline is here as in Brittany nopicturesque poverty no poetic archaisms all is rustic and pastoralbut with the rusticity and pastoralness of every dayWe are in the midst of one of the wealthiest and best cultivated regionsof France moreover and when we penetrate below the surface we findthat in manner and customs as well as dress and outward appearance thepeasant and agricultural population generally differ no little fromtheir remote countrypeople the Bretons In this famous cheesemakingcountry the Fromage de Brie being the speciality of these rich dairyfarms there is no superstition hardly a trace of poverty and littlethat can be called poetic The people are wealthy laborious andprogressive The farmers wives however hard they may work at homewear the smartest of Parisian bonnets and gowns when paying visits Iwas going to say when at church but nobody does go hereIt is a significant fact that in the fairly well to do educateddistrict where newspapers are read by the poorest where wellbeing isthe rule poverty the exception the church is empty on Sunday and thepriests authority is _nil_ The priests may preach against abstinencefrom church in the pulpits and may lecture their congregation inprivate no effect is,9
+Produced by Karl Hagen Juliet Sutherlandand the Online Distributed Proofreading Team Transcribers Notes The printed edition from which this etext has been produced retains thespelling and abreviations of Hakluyts 16thcentury original In thisversion the spelling has been retained but the following manuscriptabbreviations have been silently expanded vowels with macrons  vowel  n or m q  que in the Latin ye  the yt  that wt  withThis edition contains footnotes and two types of sidenotes Most footnotesare added by the editor They follow modern 19thcentury spellingconventions Those that dont are Hakluyts and are not alwayssystematically marked as such by the editor The sidenotes are Hakluytsown Summarizing sidenotes are labelled Sidenote  and placed before thesentence to which they apply Sidenotes that are keyed with a symbol arelabeled Marginal note  and placed at the point of the symbol except inpoetry where they are moved to the nearest convenient break in the text End Transcribers Notes THE PRINCIPALNavigations Voyages Traffiques and DiscoveriesOF THE ENGLISH NATIONCollected byRICHARD HAKLUYT PREACHERANDEdited byEDMUND GOLDSMIDT FRHSNORTHERN EUROPEVOL IEDITORS PREFACEThis elaborate and excellent Collection which redounds as much to theglory of the English Nation as any book that ever was published hasalready had sufficient complaints made in its behalf against our sufferingit to become so scarce and obscure by neglecting to _republish_ it in afair impression with proper illustrations and especially an _Index_ Butthere may still be room left for a favourable construction of such neglectand the hope that nothing but the casual scarcity of a work so long sinceout of print may have prevented its falling into those able hands thatmight by such an edition have rewarded the eminent _Examples_ preservedtherein the _Collector_ thereof and _themselves_ according to theirdesertsThus wrote Oldys The British Librarian No III March 1737 page 137nearly 150 years ago and what has been done to remove this reproach Thework has become so rare that even a reckless expenditure of money cannotprocure a copy Footnote Mr Quantch the eminent Bibliopole is nowasking 42 for a copy of the 15981600 editionIt has indeed long been felt that a handy edition of the celebratedCollection of the Early Voyages Travels and Discoveries of the EnglishNation published by Richard Hakluyt 1598 1599 1600 was one of thegreatest desiderata of all interested in History Travel or Adventure Thelabour and cost involved have however hitherto deterred publishers fromattempting to meet the want except in the case of the very limited reprintof 180912 Footnote Of this edition 250 copies were printed on royalpaper and 75 copies on imperial paper As regards the labour involvedthe following brief summary of the contents of the Second Edition will givethe reader some idea of its extent I refer those who desire a completeanalysis to OldysVolume I 1598 deals with Voyages to the North and North East andcontains _One hundred and nine_ separate narratives from ArthursExpedition to Norway in 517 to the celebrated Expedition to Cadiz in thereign of good Queen Bess Amongst the chief voyages may be mentionedEdgars voyage round Britain in 973 an account of the Knights ofJerusalem Cabots voyages Chancellors voyages to Russia ElizabethsEmbassies to Russia Persia c the Destruction of the Armada c cVolume II 1599 treats of Voyages to the South and South East beginningwith that of the Empress Helena to Jerusalem in 337 The chief narrativesare those of Edward the Confessors Embassy to Constantinople The Historyof the English Guard in that City Richard Coeur de Lions travels AnthonyBecks voyage to Tartary in 1330 The English in Algiers and Tunis 1400Solymans Conquest of Rhodes Foxes narrative of his captivity Voyages toIndia China Guinea the Canaries the account of the Levant Company andthe travels of Raleigh Frobisher Grenville c It contains _One hundredand sixtyfive_ separate piecesVolume III 1600 has _Two hundred and fortythree different narratives_commencing with the fabulous Discovery of the West Indies in 1170 byMadoc Prince of Wales It contains the voyages of Columbus of Cabot andhis Sons of Davis Smith Frobisher Drake Hawkins the Discoveries ofNewfoundland Virginia Florida the Antilles c Raleighs voyages toGuiana Drakes great Voyage travels in South America China Japan andall countries in the West an account of the Empire of El Dorado cThe three volumes of the Second Edition therefore together contain _Fivehundred and seventeen_ separate narratives When to this we add thosenarratives included in the First Edition but omitted in the Second allthe voyages printed by Hakluyt or at his suggestion such as DiversVoyages touching the Discoverie of America The Conquest of TerraFlorida The Historie of the West Indies c c and many of thepublications of the Hakluyt Society some idea may be formed of themagnitude of the undertaking I trust the notes and illustrations I haveappended may prove useful to students and ordinary readers I can assureany who may be disposed to cavil at their brevity that many a _line_ hascost me hours of research In conclusion a short account of the previouseditions of Hakluyts Voyages may be found usefulThe _First_ Edition London G Bishop and R Newberie 1589 was in onevolume folio It contains besides the Dedication to Sir Francis Walsinghamsee page 3 a preface see page 9 tables and index 825 pages ofmatter The map referred to in the preface was one which Hakluytsubstituted for the one engraved by Molyneux which was not ready in timeand which was used for the Second EditionThe _Second_ Edition London G Bishop R Newberie and R Barker 15981599 1600 folio 3 vols in 2 is the basis of our present edition Thecelebrated voyage to Cadiz pages 60719 of first volume is wanting inmany copies It was suppressed by order of Elizabeth on the disgrace ofthe Earl of Essex The first volume sometimes bears the date of 1598Prefixed is an Epistle Dedicatorie a preface complimentary verses ctwelve leaves It contains 619 pages Volume II has eight leaves ofprefatory matter 312 pages for _Part I_ and 204 pages for _Part II_ ForVolume III there are also eight leaves for title dedication c and 868pagesThe _Third_ Edition London printed by G Woodfall 180912 royal 410,5
+Etext prepared by Jonathan Ingram William Flis and the Project GutenbergOnline Distributed Proofreading Team_The Adventures of Hugh Trevor_byThomas Holcroft  TIS SO PAT TO ALL THE TRIBE  EACH SWEARS THAT WAS LEVELLED AT ME  GAYVOLUME IPREFACEEvery man of determined inquiry who will ask without the dread ofdiscovering more than he dares believe what is divinity what is lawwhat is physic what is war and what is trade will have great reasonto doubt at some times of the virtue and at others of the utility ofeach of these different employments What profession should a man ofprinciple who is anxiously desirous to promote individual and generalhappiness chuse for his son The question has perplexed many parentsand certainly deserves a serious examination Is a novel a good modefor discussing it or a proper vehicle for moral truth Of this someperhaps will be inclined to doubt Others whose intellectual powerswere indubitably of the first order have considered the art of novelwriting as very essentially connected with moral instruction Of thisopinion was the famous Turgot who we are told affirmed that moregrand moral truths had been promulgated by novel writers than by anyother class of menBut though I consider the choice of a profession as the interestingquestion agitated in the following work I have endeavoured to keepanother important inquiry continually in view This inquiry is thegrowth of intellect Philosophers have lately paid much attentionto the progress of mind the subject is with good reason become afavourite with them and the more the individual and the generalhistory of man is examined the more proofs do they discover insupport of his perfectability Man is continually impelled by thevicissitudes of life to great vicissitudes of opinion and conduct Heis a being necessarily subject to change and the inquiry of wisdomought continually to be how may he change for the better Fromindividual facts and from them alone can general knowledge beobtainedTwo men of different opinions were once conversing The one scoffed atinnate ideas instinctive principles and occult causes the other wasa believer in natural gifts and an active fabricator of suppositionsSuggest but the slightest hint and he would erect a hypothesis whichno argument at least none that he would listen to could overthrowSo convinced was he of the force of intuitive powers and naturalpropensities as existing in himself that having proposed to writea treatise to prove that apple trees might bear oysters or somethingequally true and equally important he was determined he said toseek for no exterior aid or communication from books or things ormen being convinced that the activity of his own mind would affordintuitive argument of more worth than all the adulterated andsuspicious facts that experience could affordTo this his antagonist replied he knew but of one mode of obtainingknowledge which was by the senses Whether this knowledge enteredat the eye the ear the papillary nerves the olfactory or by thatmore general sense which we call feeling was he argued of littleconsequence but at some or all of these it must enter for he hadnever discovered any other inlet If however the system of hisopponent were true he could only say that in all probability hisintended treatise would have been written in the highest perfectionhad he begun and ended it before he had been bornIf this reasoning be just I think we may conclude that the man offorty will be somewhat more informed than the infant who has butjust seen the light Deductions of a like kind will teach us thatthe collective knowledge of ages is superior to the rude dawning ofthe savage state and if this be so of which I find it difficultto doubt it surely is not absolutely impossible but that men maycontinue thus to collect knowledge and that ten thousand years henceif this good world should last so long they may possibly learntheir alphabet in something less time than we do even now in theseenlightened daysFor these reasons I have occasionally called the attention of thereader to the lessons received by the principal character of thefollowing work to the changes they produced in him and to theprogress of his understanding I conclude with adding that in myopinion all well written books that discuss the actions of men arein reality so many histories of the progress of mind and if what Inow suppose be truth it is highly advantageous to the reader to beaware of this truthCHAPTER I_My birth Family dignity insulted Resentment of my grandfatherParental traits of character_There are moments in which every man is apt to imagine that thehistory of his own life is the most important of all histories Thegloom and sunshine with which my short existence has been chequeredlead me to suppose that a narrative of these vicissitudes may beinteresting to others as well as to myselfIn the opinion of some people my misfortunes began before I was bornThe rector of,0
+Produced by Suzanne Shell Charlie Kirschnerand the PG Distributed ProofreadersIllustration HE CAPERED THROUGH THE MELODY OF DVORÀKS WHICH IS ASIRONIC AS A GRINNING MASK                               HUMORESQUE                          A LAUGH ON LIFE WITH                            A TEAR BEHIND IT                             By FANNIE HURST                                  1920CONTENTSHUMORESQUEOATS FOR THE WOMANA PETAL ON THE CURRENTWHITE GOODSHEADSA BOOB SPELLED BACKWARDEVEN AS YOU AND ITHE WRONG PEWHUMORESQUEOn either side of the Bowery which cuts through like a drain to catchits sewage Every Mans Land a reeking march of humanity and humiditysteams with the excrement of seventeen languages flung in _patois_ fromtenement windows fire escapes curbs stoops and cellars whose wallsare terrible and spongy with fungiBy that impregnable chemistry of race whereby the red blood of theMongolian and the red blood of the Caucasian become as oil and water inthe mingling Mulberry Street bounded by sixteen languages runs itsintact Latin length of pushcarts clotheslines naked babies dryingvermicelli blackeyed women in rhinestone combs and perennially bigwith child whole families of buttonholemakers who first saw theblueandgold light of Sorrento bent at home work round a single gasflare pomaded barbers of a thousand Neapolitan amours And then justas suddenly almost without osmosis and by the mere stepping down fromthe curb Mulberry becomes Mott Street hung in grillwork balconies themoldy smell of poverty touched up with incense Orientals whose feetshuffle and whose faces are carved out of satinwood Forbidden womentheir white drugged faces behind upper windows Yellow childrenincongruous enough in Western clothing A draughty areaway with anoblique of gaslight and a black well of descending staircaseShowwindows of jade and tea and Chinese porcelainsMore streets emanating out from Mott like a handful of crooked rheumaticfingers then suddenly the Bowery again cowering beneath Elevatedtrains where men burned down to the butt end of soiled lives pass inand out and out and in of the kneehigh swinging doors a veinynosedacideaten race in themselvesAllen Street too still more easterly and half as wide is straddledits entire width by the steely longlegged skeleton of Elevatedtraffic so that its thirdfloor windows no sooner shudder into silencefrom the rushing shock of one train than they are shaken into chatter bythe passage of another Indeed thirdfloor dwellers of Allen Streetreaching out can almost touch the serrated edges of the Elevatedstructure and in summer the smell of its hot rails becomes an actualtaste in the mouth Passengers in turn look in upon this horizontal oflife as they whiz by Once in fact the blurry figure of what mighthave been a woman leaned out as she passed to toss into one AbrahmKantors apartment a shortstemmed pink carnation It hit softly onlittle Leon Kantors crib brushing him fragrantly across the mouth andcausing him to pucker upBeneath where even in August noonday the sun cannot find its way by achink and babies lie stark naked in the cavernous shade Allen Streetpresents a sort of submarine and greenish gloom as if its humanity wereactually moving through a sea of aqueous shadows faces rather bleachedand shrunk from sunlessness as water can bleach and shrink And thenlike a shimmering background of orangefinned and copperflanked marinelife the brassshops of Allen Street whole rows of them burnflamelessly and without benefit of fuelTo enter Abrahm KantorsBrasses was three steps down so that hiscasement showwindow at best filmed over with the constant rain of dustground down from the rails above was obscure enough but crammed withcopied loot of khedive and of czar The sevenbranch candlestick sobiblical and supplicating of arms An urn shaped like Rebeccas ofbrass all beaten over with little pocks Thingscups trays knockersikons gargoyles bowls and teapots A symphony of bells in graduatedsizes Jardinières with fat sides A potbellied samovar Aswinginglamp for the dead starshaped Against the door an octave oftubular chimes prisms of voiceless harmony and of heatless lightOpening this door they rang gently like melody heard through water andbehind glass Another bell rang too in tilted singsong from a pulleyoperating somewhere in the catacomb rear of this lambent vale of thingsand things and things In turn this pulley set in toll still anotherbell two flights up in Abrahm Kantors tenement which overlooked thefront of whizzing rails and a rear wilderness of gibbetlookingclotheslines dangling perpetual specters of flapping union suits in amidair flaky with sootOften at lunch or even the evening meal this bell would ring in onAbrahm Kantors digestive wellbeing and while he hurried down napkinoften bibfashion still about his neck and into the smouldering lanesof copper would leave an eloquent void at the head of hiswellsurrounded tableThis bell was ringing now jingling in upon the slumber of a still newerKantor snuggling peacefully enough within the ammoniac depths of acradle recently evacuated by Leon heretofore impinged upon youOn her knees before an oven that billowed forth hotly into her faceMrs Kantor fairly fat and not yet forty and at the immemorial task ofplumbing a delicately swelling layercake with broomstraw raised herface reddened and faintly moistIsadore run down and say your papa is out until six If its acustomer remember the first askingprice is the two middle figures onthe tag and the last askingprice is the two outside figures See oncewith your papa out to buy your little brother his birthday present andyour mother in a cake if you cant,3
+This etext was prepared by Michelle Mokowska micaelapocztawppland Mike Pullen globaltraveler5565yahoocom and proofread by DrMary Cicora mcicorayahoocomHuttens letzte TageEine DichtungFranz Wille und Eliza Willezu eigenDa mirs zum ersten Mal das Herz bewegtHab ich das Buch auf euern Herd gelegtUnd nun so oft es tritt ans TageslichtVergißt es seine alten Wege nicht ich bin kein ausgeklügelt BuchIch bin ein Mensch mit seinem WiderspruchDie UfenauI Die LandungSchiffer Wie nennst du dort im WellenblauDas EilandHerr es ist die UfenauEin grüner Ort Dank Zwingli für die RastDie  du der Gute mir bereitet hastIn braunen Wölklein wirbelt auf ein RauchBewohnt von Menschen scheint das Eiland auchWillkommen mein gewünschtes IthakaEin irrender Odysseus bin ich jaViel kämpften edler Dulder beide wirIn andern Stücken gleich ich wenig dirUnd nicht im Eignen werd ich wohnen dortIch bleibe Gast auf Erden immerfortDir Vielgewandter ward ein besser LosDer du im Fabeln und im Lügen großAuch ohne deine Göttin fahr ich hierEin Kirchlein winkt herüber still zu mirUnd dort Ein Mann erwartet mich am StrandEr grüßt Den Priester kündet das GewandEs ist der Arzt den Zwingli mir verhießHier waltet Friede wie im ParadiesDie Wache hält ein Eichbaum düsterkühnUnd färbt den kleinen Hafen dunkelgrünDer Ferge mäßigt seinen RuderschwungIn breiter Abendschatten DämmerungMein Wirt der Pfarrer hat ein mild GesichtMit diesem Antlitz disputier ich nichtDie Hand Herr Hutten Tretet aus dem KahnIhr seids Das Falkenauge zeigt es anWes ist der BodenKlostergut Doch jetztSchier herrenlos hier wohnt Ihr unverletztWie stark ist Pfarrer die Besatzung hierDer Schaffner drüben ich und Ritter IhrDu gibst mir Herberg unter deinem DachIhr habt in meinem Haus das GastgemachHierdurch Jetzt Ritter bückt Euch tretet einDie Tür ist niedrig das Gemach ist kleinDoch steht der Bau nach allen Seiten freiIhr schlürfet Bergluft ein als ArzeneiUnd schauet auf den hellsten See der SchweizBlickt aus Er ist nicht ohne AugenreizDem einen Ufer fern dem andern nahHaust Ritter Ihr nicht allzu einsam daMachts Euch bequem Hier werdet Ihr gesundIch glaubs So oder so Wahr spricht dein MundII Die erste NachtIch hörts im Traum und hör es noch erwachtEin Glockenreigen wandert durch die NachtNicht Domesglocken sind es dumpf und schwerDes Schaffners Herde weidet um mich herSie läutete vom nahen WiesenrainIn die Gefilde meines Traums hereinMir träumte von der Ahnen Burg so schönDie auch umklungen wird von HerdgetönVor zwanzig Jahren aus der Väter HausZog ich mit leichtem Wanderbündel ausEin redlich Stück von Arbeit ist getanNun hebt das Herdeläuten wieder anDer Reigen der die Wiege mir umfingHallt wieder hell und schließt den SchicksalsringIII Huttens HausratIch schau mich um in meinem KämmerleinUnd räume meine Siebensachen einIch gebe jedem seinen eignen OrtDie Klinge lehn ich in den Winkel dortDie Feder leg ich meinen besten StolzAuf diesen Tisch von rohem TannenholzMein ganzes knappes Hausgerät ist hierMit Schwert und Feder half und riet ich mirIn einer schwertgewohnten Hand begehrtDie Feder ihre Fehde wie das SchwertErst flog sie wie der Pfeil in Feindes HeerDoch meine Feder wuchs und ward zum SpeerFrohlockend stieß ich sie ein tötend ErzDer Priesterlüge mitten durch das HerzUnd Schwert und Feder wenn mein Arm erschlafftSind Huttens ganze HinterlassenschaftMein Schwert das länger ich nicht führen kannErgreifen mags getrost ein andrer MannVon keinem Finger werde sie berührtDie Feder welche Huttens Hand geführtDie streitet fort Sie streitet doppelt kühnWann ich vermodert bin im InselgrünIV Ritter Tod und TeufelWeil etwas kahl mein Kämmerlein ich fandSprach ich zum Pfarrer Ziere mir die WandDa meine Brief und Helgen Hutten schautWas Euch belustigt oder auferbautErgötzt Euch Ritter Tod und Teufel¹ hierNehmt hin das Blatt Der Ritter Herr seid IhrDas sagst du Pfarrer gut Ich häng es aufUnd nagl es an mit meines Schwertes KnaufDem garstgen Paar davor den Memmen grautHab immerdar ich fest ins Aug geschautMit diesen beiden starken Knappen reitIch auf des Lebens Straßen allezeitBis ich den einen zwing mit tapferm SinnUnd von dem andern selbst bezwungen bin1 Der berühmte Kupferstich Albrecht DürersV ConsultationGib deine Weisheit kund Was ist der SchlußMein Gastfreund Seelenhirt und MedicusBerichtet hab ich dir was ich vermochtDu hast mir lauschend an die Brust gepochtWie stehts Sag anHerr Hutten Eure KraftErliegt dem Stoß der HerzensleidenschaftUnd Euer Geist das scharfe Schwert zerstörtDen Leib die Scheide die zum Schwert gehörtDes Leibes strengstes Fasten tut es nichtSolang die Seele noch die Fasten brichtBeschränket Euch auf dieses Eiland hierHorcht nicht hinaus horcht nicht hinüber mirVergesset Ritter was die Welt bewegtUnd Euch in jeder Fiber aufgeregtIn dieser Bucht erstirbt der Sturm der ZeitVergesset Hutten daß Ihr Hutten seidFür deinen weisen Ratschlag habe DankIch sehe schon ich bin zum Sterben krankWie Wenn der Papst die Christenheit betrügtSo ruf ich nicht Der arge Römer lügtWie Wirft die Wahrheit auf ihr kühn PanierSo jubl ich nicht auf meiner Insel hierWie Springt ein deutsches Heer in heißen KampfSo atm und schlürf ich nicht den PulverdampfWie Sinkt der Sickingen bedeckt mit BlutSo brennt michs nicht wie eigner Wunde GlutFreund was du mir verschreibst ist wundervollNicht leben soll ich wenn ich leben sollDas Buch der VergangenheitVI  Das GeflüsterErinnrung plaudert leise hinter mirAuf diesen stillen Inselpfaden hierSie rauscht im Eichenlaub im BuchenhagAm Ufer plätschert sie im WellenschlagUnd mag ich schreiten oder stille stehnSo kann ich ihrem Flüstern nicht entgehnDa streck ich lieber gleich mich aus ins GrasErinnrung rede laut Erzähle wasHier lagre dich zeig dein GeschichtenbuchUnd wir ergötzen uns an Bild und SpruchVII GloriolaWir malten eine Sonnenuhr zum SpaßAls ich in Fuldas Klosterschule saßRingsum ein Spruch gedankentief und feinUnd schlagend mußte nun ersonnen seinHerr Abbas sprach Zwei Worte sind gegönntIhr Schüler sucht und eifert ob ihrs könntHell träumend ging ich um mich mied der SchlafBis mich wie Blitzesstrahl das Rechte trafUltima latet Stund um Stunde zeigtDie Uhr die doch die letzte dir verschweigtHerr Abbas sprach Das hast du klug gemachtEs ist antik und christlich ists gedachtManch Kränzlein hab ich später noch erjagtWie dieses erste hat mir keins behagtDenn Süßres gibt es auf der Erde nichtAls ersten Ruhmes zartes MorgenlichtVIII Der StoffAls ich von hoher Schule Weisheit troffBat ich die Muse Jungfrau gib mir StoffWohlan Herr Ritter sagte sie bedenktOb etwa jemand Euch das Herz gekränktIch sprach Die Lötze schenkten mir GewandUnd nahmens wieder mir mit RäuberhandZornmütiger Querelen zweimal zehnLieß gegen Sohn und Vater,3
+This eBook was produced by Suzanne L Shell Charles Franksand the Online Distributed Proofreading TeamTHE IDOL OF PARISby SARAH BERNHARDT1921English EditionCONTENTSPART ONE PARISCHAPTER ONECHAPTER TWOCHAPTER THREECHAPTER FOURCHAPTER FIVECHAPTER SIXCHAPTER SEVENPART TWO BRUSSELSCHAPTER EIGHTCHAPTER NINECHAPTER TENCHAPTER ELEVENCHAPTER TWELVECHAPTER THIRTEENCHAPTER FOURTEENCHAPTER FIFTEENPART THREE THE COUNTRYCHAPTER SIXTEENCHAPTER SEVENTEENCHAPTER EIGHTEENCHAPTER NINETEENCHAPTER TWENTYCHAPTER TWENTYONECHAPTER TWENTYTWOPART FOUR THE CHÂTEAUCHAPTER TWENTYTHREECHAPTER TWENTYFOURCHAPTER TWENTYFIVECHAPTER TWENTYSIXCHAPTER TWENTYSEVENCHAPTER TWENTYEIGHTCHAPTER TWENTYNINECHAPTER THIRTYPART I PARISCHAPTER IIn the diningroom of a fine house on the Boulevard Raspail all theDarbois family were gathered together about the round table on whicha white oil cloth bordered with goldmedallioned portraits of the lineof French kings served as table cover at family mealsThe Darbois family consisted of François Darbois professor ofphilosophy a scholar of eminence and distinction of Madame Darboishis wife a charming gentle little creature without any pretentionsof Philippe Renaud brother of Madame Darbois an honest and ablebusiness man of his son Maurice Renaud twentytwo and a painter afine youth filled with confidence because of the success he had justachieved at the last Salon of a distant cousin the familycounsellor a tyrannical landlord and selfcentered bachelor AdhemarMeydieux and the child of whom he was godfather and around whom allthis particular little world revolvedEsperance Darbois the only daughter of the philosopher was fifteenyears old She was long and slim without being angular The flowerhead that crowned this slender stem was exquisitely fair with thefairness of a little child soft palegold fair Her face hadindeed no strictly sculptural beauty her long flaxcoloured eyeswere not large her nose had no special character only her sensitiveand clearcut nostrils gave the pretty face its suggestion of ancientlineage Her mouth was a little large and her full red lips opened onsingularly white teeth as even as almonds while a low Grecianforehead and a neck graceful in every curve gave Esperance a totaleffect of aristocratic distinction that was beyond dispute Her lowvibrant voice produced an impression that was almost physical on thosewho heard it Quite without intention she introduced into every wordshe spoke several inflections which made her manner of pronounciationpeculiarly her ownEsperance was kneeling on a chair leaning upon her arms on the tableHer blue dress cut like a blouse was held in at the waist by anarrow girdle knotted loosely Although the child was arguingvigorously with intense animation there was such grace in hergestures such charming vibrations in her voice that it wasimpossible to resent her combative attitudePapa my dear papa she was asserting to François Darbois You aresaying today just the opposite of what you were saying the other dayto mother at dinnerHer father raised his head Her mother on the contrary dropped hersa little Pray Heaven she was saying to herself that Françoisdoes not get angry with herThe godfather moved his chair forward Philippe Renaud laughedMaurice looked at his cousin with amazementWhat are you saying asked François DarboisEsperance gazed at him tenderly You remember my godfather was diningwith us and there had been a lot of talk my godfather was againstallowing any liberty to women and he maintained that children have noright to choose their own careers but must without reasoning giveway to their parents who alone are to decide their fatesAdhemar wished to take the floor and cleared his throat inpreparation but François Darbois evidently a little nonplusedmuttered And then after thatwhat are you coming toTo what you answered papaHer father looked at her a little anxiously but she met his glancecalmly and continued You said to my godfather My dear Meydieuxyou are absolutely mistaken It is the right and the duty of everyoneto select and to construct his future for himselfDarbois attempted to speakYou even told mama who had never known it that grandfather wantedto place you in business and that you rebelledAh rebelled murmured Darbois with a slight shrugYes rebelled And you added My father cut off my allowance for ayear but I stuck to it I tutored poor students who couldnt getthrough their examinations I lived from hand to mouth but I didlive and I was able to continue my studies in philosophyUncle Renaud was openly nodding encouragement Adhemar Meydieux roseheavily and straightening up with a succession of jerky movementscaught himself squarely on his heels and then with great convictionsaid See here child if I were your father I should take you bythe ear and put you out of the roomEsperance turned purpleI repeat children should obey without questionI hope to prove to my daughter by reasoning that she is probablywrong said M Darbois very quietlyNot at all You must order not persuadeNow M Meydieux exclaimed the young painter it seems to me thatyou are going a little too far Children should respect their parentswishes as far as possible but when it is a question of their ownfuture they have a right to present their side of the case If myuncle Darboiss father had had his way my uncle Darbois wouldprobably now be a mediocre engineer instead of the brilliantphilosopher who is admired and recognized by the entire worldGentle little Madame Darbois sat up proudly and Esperance looked ather father with a world of tenderness in her eyesBut my lad pursued Adhemar swelling with conviction your unclemight well have made a fortune at machinery while as it is he hasjust managed to existWe are very happyMadame Darbois slipped in her wordEsperance had bounded out of her chair and from behind her fatherencircled his head with her arms Oh yes very happy she murmuredin a low voice and you would not darling papa spoil the harmony ofour life togetherRemember my dear little Esperance what I said to your motherconcerned only mennow we are considering the future of a young girland that is a graver matterWhyBecause men are better armed against the struggle and life is alasone eternal combatThe armour of the intellect is the same for a young girl as for ayoung manAdhemar shook his shoulders impatiently Seeing that he was gettingangry and was like to explode Esperance cried out Wait godfatheryou must let me try to convince my parents Suppose father that Ihad chosen the same,13
+Produced by Distributed Proofreaders                          THE ISLE OF UNREST                                   BY                          HENRY SETON MERRIMAN                               TO LUCASTAGOING TO THE WARSTell me not sweet I am unkindThat from the nunneryOf thy chaste breast and quiet mindTo war and arms I flyTrue a new mistress now I chaseThe first foe in the fieldAnd with a stronger faith embraceA sword a horse a shieldYet this inconstancy is suchAs you too shall adoreI could not love thee dear so muchLovd I not honour moreRICHARD LOVELACECONTENTSCHAPTER       I THE MOVING FINGER      II CHEZ CLÉMENT     III A BYPATH      IV A TOSSUP       V IN THE RUE DU CHERCHEMIDI      VI NEIGHBOURS     VII JOURNEYS END    VIII  AT VASSELOT      IX THE PROMISED LAND       X THUS FAR      XI BY SURPRISE     XII A SUMMONS    XIII WAR     XIV GOSSIP      XV WAR     XVI A MASTERFUL MAN    XVII WITHOUT DRUM OR TRUMPET   XVIII A WOMAN OF ACTION     XIX THE SEARCH      XX WOUNDED     XXI FOR FRANCE    XXII IN THE MACQUIS   XXIII AN UNDERSTANDING    XXIV CE QUE FEMME VEUT     XXV ON THE GREAT ROAD    XXVI THE END OF THE JOURNEY   XXVII THE ABBÉS SALAD  XXVIII GOLD    XXIX A BALANCED ACCOUNT     XXX THE BEGINNING AND THE ENDTHE ISLE OF UNRESTCHAPTER ITHE MOVING FINGERThe Moving Finger writes and having writMoves on nor all thy piety nor witShall lure it back to cancel half a lineNor all thy tears wash out a word of itThe afternoon sun was lowering towards a heavy bank of clouds hangingstill and sullen over the Mediterranean A mistral was blowing The lastyellow rays shone fiercely upon the towering coast of Corsica and thewindows of the village of Olmeta glittered like goldThere are two Olmetas in Corsica both in the north both on the westcoast both perched high like an eagles nest both looking down uponthose lashed waters of the Mediterranean which are not the waters thatpoets sing of for they are as often white as they are blue they areseldom glassy except in the height of summer and sailors tell that theyare as treacherous as any waters of the earth Neither aneroid norweatherwisdom may as a matter of fact tell when a mistral will arisehow it will blow how veer how drop and rise and drop again For itwill blow one day beneath a cloudless sky lashing the whole sea whitelike milk and blow harder tomorrow under racing cloudsThe great chestnut trees in and around Olmeta groaned and strained in thegrip of their lifelong foe The small door the tiny windows of everyhouse were rigorously closed The whole place had a windswept airdespite the heavy foliage Even the roads and notably the broad Placehad been swept clean and dustless And in the middle of the Placebetween the fountain and the church steps a man lay dead upon his faceIt is as well to state here once for all that we are dealing withOlmetadiTuda and not that other Olmetathe virtuous di Capocorso infact which would shudder at the thought of a dead man lying on itsPlace before the windows of the very Mairie under the shadow of thechurch For Cap Corse is the good boy of Corsica where men thinksorrowfully of the wilder communes to the south and raise their eyebrowsat the very mention of Corte and Sartenewhere at all events the womenhave for husbands menand not degenerate Pisan vinesnippersIt was not so long ago either For the man might have been alive todaythough he would have been old and bent no doubt for he was a thicksetman and must have been strong He had indeed carried his lead up fromthe road that runs by the Guadelle river Was he not to be traced all theway up the short cut through the olive terraces by one bloody footprintat regular intervals You could track his passage across the Placetowards the fountain of which he had fallen short like a poisoned ratthat tries to reach water and failsHe lay quite alone still grasping the gun which he had never laid asidesince boyhood No one went to him no one had attempted to help him Helay as he had fallen with a thin stream of blood running slowly from onetrouserleg For this was Corsican workthat is to say dirty workfrombehind a rock in the back at close range without warning or mercy ashonest men would be ashamed to shoot the merest beast of the forest Itwas as likely as not a charge of buckshot low down in the body leavingthe rest to hemorrhage or gangreneAll Olmeta knew of it and every man took care that it should be nobusiness of his Several had approached pipe in mouth and looked at thedead man without comment but all had gone away again idlyindifferently,0
+Produced by David Starner Bill Flisand the Online Distributed Proofreading Team                     PEEPS AT MANY LANDS                           JAPAN                             BY                       JOHN FINNEMORE          WITH TWELVE FULLPAGE ILLUSTRATIONS IN COLOUR                             BY                        ELLA DU CANECONTENTSCHAPTER    I THE LAND OF THE RISING SUN   II BOYS AND GIRLS IN JAPAN  III BOYS AND GIRLS IN JAPAN _continued_   IV THE JAPANESE BOY    V THE JAPANESE GIRL   VI IN THE HOUSE  VII IN THE HOUSE _continued_ VIII A JAPANESE DAY   IX A JAPANESE DAY _continued_    X JAPANESE GAMES   XI THE FEAST OF DOLLS AND THE FEAST OF FLAGS  XII A FARTHINGS WORTH OF FUN XIII KITEFLYING  XIV FAIRY STORIES   XV TEAHOUSES AND TEMPLES  XVI TEAHOUSES AND TEMPLES _continued_ XVII THE RICKSHAWMANXVIII IN THE COUNTRY  XIX IN THE COUNTRY _continued_   XX THE POLICEMAN AND THE SOLDIER  XXI TWO GREAT FESTIVALSLIST OF ILLUSTRATIONSBY ELLA DU CANEOUTSIDE A TEAHOUSE_SketchMap of Japan_THE LITTLE NURSETHE WRITING LESSONGOING TO THE TEMPLEA JAPANESE HOUSEOFFERING TEA TO A GUESTFIGHTING TOPSTHE TOY SHOPA BUDDHIST SHRINEPEACH TREES IN BLOSSOMTHE FEAST OF FLAGSTHE TORII OF THE TEMPLECHAPTER ITHE LAND OF THE RISING SUNFar away from our land on the other side of the world lies a group ofislands which form the kingdom of Japan The word Japan means the Landof the Rising Sun and it is certainly a good name for a country of theFar East the land of sunriseThe flag of Japan too is painted with a rising sun which sheds its beamson every hand and this flag is now for ever famous so great and wonderfulhave been the victories in which it has been borne triumphant over RussianarmsIn some ways the Japanese are fond of comparing themselves with theirEnglish friends and allies They point out that Japan is a cluster ofislands off the coast of Asia as Britain is a cluster of islands off thecoast of Europe They have proved themselves like the English brave andclever on the sea while their troops have fought as nobly as Britishsoldiers on the land They are fond of calling themselves the English ofthe East and say that their land is the Britain of the PacificThe rise of Japan in becoming one of the Great Powers of the world has beenvery sudden and wonderful Fifty years ago Japan lay hidden from the worldshe forbade strangers to visit the country and very little was known ofher people and her customsHer navy then consisted of a few wooden junks today she has a fleet ofsplendid ironclads handled by men who know their duties as well as Englishseamen Her army consisted of troops armed with two swords and carryingbows and arrows today her troops are the admiration of the world armedwith the most modern weapons and as foes to be dreaded by the mostpowerful nationsFifty years ago Japan was in the purely feudal stage Her great nativePrinces were called Daimios Each had a strong castle and a private armyof his own There were ceaseless feuds between these Princes and constantfighting between their armies of samurai as their followers were calledJapan was like England at the time of our War of the Roses family quarrelswere fought out in pitched battle All that has now gone The Daimios havebecome private gentlemen the armies of samurai have been disbanded andJapan is ruled and managed just like a European country with judges andpolicemen and lawcourts after the model of Western landsWhen the Japanese decided to come out and take their place among the greatnations of the world they did not adopt any halfmeasures they simplycame out once and for all They threw themselves into the stream of moderninventions and movements with a will They have built railways and set uptelegraph and telephone lines They have erected banks and warehousesmills and factories They have built bridges and improved roads They havelawcourts and a Parliament to which the members are elected by thepeople and newspapers flourish everywhereJapan is a very beautiful country It is full of fine mountains withrivers leaping down the steep slopes and dashing over the rocks in snowywaterfalls At the foot of the hills are rich plains and valleys wellwatered by the streams which rush down from the hills But the mountainsare so many and the plains are so few that only a small part of the landcan be used for growing crops and this makes Japan poor Its climate isnot unlike ours in Great Britain but the summer is hotter and the winteris in some parts very cold Many of the mountains are volcanoes Some ofthese are still active and earthquakes often take place Sometimes theseearthquakes do terrible harm The great earthquake of 1871 killed 10000people injured 20000 and destroyed 130000 housesThe highest mountain of Japan also is the most beautiful and it is greatlybeloved by the Japanese who regard it as a sacred height Its name isFujisan or FusiYama and it stands near the sea and the capital cityof Tokyo It is of most beautiful shape an almost perfect cone and,0
+Produced by Curtis A Weyant and the Online Distributed Proofreading TeamIllustration DOWN THEY PLUNGED SIDE BY SIDE FROM THE ISLAND AND INTO THEWATERJACK NORTHS TREASURE HUNTOrDaring Adventures in South AmericaBYROY ROCKWOODAuthor of The Rival Ocean Divers The Cruise of theTreasure Ship A Schoolboys Pluck etciIllustratediTHE WORLD SYNDICATE PUBLISHING COCLEVELAND   NEW YORKMade in USACopyright 1907 byCHATTERTONPECK COMPANYPRESS OFTHE COMMERCIAL BOOKBINDING COCLEVELANDContents     I  A Chance for a Position    II  The Test of Strength   III  A Long Trip Proposed    IV  Just in Time     V  On the Island of Robinson Crusoe    VI  A Terrible Mistake   VII  A Plea of the Enemy  VIII  The Lonely Pimento    IX  Jack Becomes an Engineer     X  A Narrow Escape    XI  Under the Head of a Jaguar   XII  Put to the Test  XIII  Precious Moments   XIV  The Attack on the Train    XV  The Treasure Island   XVI  At the Boiling Lake  XVII  In the Nitrate Fields XVIII  An Alarm of Fire   XIX  Chilians on Both Sides    XX  Preparations for Departure   XXI  A Panic on Shipboard  XXII  The Fate of Plum Plucky XXIII  Jenny  XXIV  Jack and the Ocelot   XXV  In the Quicksands  XXVI  A Night in the Jungle XXVII  Jack and the Big SnakeXXVIII  Back from the Dead  XXIX  The Treasure of the Boiling Lake   XXX  A Ride for LifeConclusionJack Norths Treasure HuntChapter IA Chance for a PositionWhere are you going JackTo the shops of John Fowler  CompanyTo look for a jobYesThen you are in luck for I heard this morning that they want anotherstriker in the lower shop at onceThen Ill istrikei for the opening at once and my name is not JackNorth if I dont land itIt will be John Slowshanks when you do get it mind me cried outanother voice from an alleyway near at hand and before Jack North orhis companion could recover from their surprise the speaker a tallawkward youth of twenty sped up the street at the top of his speedThe scene was in Bauton a large manufacturing city of New England Thefirst speaker was a workman at the shops that had been mentioned butbeyond the fact that he placed the youth before him in the way of gettingwork he needs no special introductionThe other person was a lad of eighteen with brown curly hair blue eyesand a round robust figure His name was John North and he was the son ofa couple in humble circumstancesTake care cried the man that sneak will get in ahead of you and thena snap of your little finger for your chance of getting the job atFowlersJack North did not stop to hear his friend through He was very much inneed of a situation and he knew the young man who had rushed in ahead ofhim as a bitter enemy That fact coupled with his desire to get workcaused him to dash up the street as fast as he could runNaturally the appearance of the two running at such a headlong pacearoused the attention of the passersby all of whom stopped to see whatit meant Others rushed out of their houses offices or workshops toascertain the meaning of the race until the street was lined withexcited anxious men women and childrenIs it fire asked an old grayheaded man and another catching onlythe sound of the last word repeated it and thus a wild alarm was quicklyspreadMeanwhile Jack North had found that he could not overtake his rival Hewas not a fleet runner while the other had gotten a start of him whichhe could not hope to make upBut he was too fertile in his resources to despair In fact he was neverknown to give up a contest which he had once fairly entered Thispersistence in whatever he undertook was the secret of Jack Northswonderful success amid environments which must have discouraged lesscourageous heartsStill it looked to his enemy as the latter glanced back to see himleisurely turn into a side street leading away from their destinationthat he had nothing further to fear from himThought you would be glad to give in cried out the delighted seeker ofthe situation at the engine shops and believing that he had nothingfurther to fear the awkward youth slackened his gait to a walkThough Jack turned into the alley at a moderate pace as soon as he hadgone a short distance he started again into a smart runI shall have farther to go he thought but Fret Offut will think Ihave given up and thus he will let me get in ahead of himThis seemed the truth when at last Jack came in sight of the lowwalledand scattering buildings belonging to John Fowler  Co engine buildersFret Offut was nowhere in sight as Jack entered the dark dingy office atthe lower end of the buildingsA small sized man with mutton chop side whiskers engaged in overhaulinga pile of musty papers looked up at the entrance of our heroWant a job as striker eh he asked as Jack stated his errand Ibelieve Henshaw does want another man I will call him What is yournameAlfret Offut sir Its me that wants the job and its me it belongstoIt was Jack Norths enemy who spoke as he paused on the threshold pantingfor breath while glaring at our hero with a baleful lookHow come you here he demanded of Jack a second laterMy feet brought me here and with less slowness than yours judging byyour appearance replied young NorthWith the arrival of the second person on the scene the clerk had turnedaway to find Henshaw and while,5
+THE LADY OF THE DECORATIONByFRANCES LITTLETO ALL GOOD SISTERS AND TO MINE IN PARTICULARThe Lady of the DecorationSAN FRANCISCO July 30 1901My dearest MateBehold a soldier on the eve of battle  I am writing this in a stuffylittle hotel room and I dont dare stop whistling for a minute Youcould cover my courage with a postage stamp In the morning I sail forthe Flowery Kingdom and if the roses are waiting to strew my path itis more than they have done here for the past few years  When thetrain pulled out from home and I saw that crowd of loving tearfulfaces fading away I believe that for a few moments I realized theactual bitterness of death I was leaving everything that was dear tome on earth and going out into the dark unknown aloneOf course its for the best the disagreeable always is You areresponsible my beloved cousin and the consequences be on yourhead You thought my salvation lay in leaving Kentucky and seeking myfortune in strange lands Your tender sensibilities shrank from havingme exposed to the world as a young widow who is not sorry So youshipped me somewheres East of Suez and tied me up with a fouryears contractBut honor bright Mate I dont believe in your heart you can blameme for not being sorry I stuck it out to the lastfaced neglecthumiliations and days and nights of anguish almost losing myselfrespect in my effort to fulfil my duty But when death suddenlyput an end to it all God alone knows what a relief it was  And howcuriously it has all turned out First my taking the Kindergartencourse just to please you and to keep my mind off things that oughtnot to have been Then my sudden release from bondage and thedreadful manner of it my awkward position my dependenceand in themidst of it all this sudden offer to go to Japan and teach in aMission schoolIsnt it ridiculous Mate Was there ever anything so absurd as my lotbeing cast with a band of missionaries  I who have never missed aKentucky Derby since I was old enough to know a bay from a sorrel Iguess old Sister Fate doesnt want me to be a one part star Foreighteen years I played pure comedy then tragedy for seven and now Iam cast for a character partNobody will ever know what it cost me to come All of them were soterribly opposed to it but it seems to me that I have spent my entirelife going against the wishes of my family Yet I would lay down mylife for any one of them How they have stood by me and loved methrough all my blind blunders Id back my mistakes against anybodyelses in the worldThen Mate there was Jack You know how it has always been withJack When I was a little girl on up to the time I was married afterthat he never even looked it but just stood by me and helped me likea brick If it hadnt been for you and for him I should have put anend to myself long ago But now that I am free Jack has begun rightwhere he left off seven years ago It is all worse than useless I ameverlastingly through with love and sentiment Of course we all knowthat Jack is the salt of the earth and it nearly kills me to give himpain but he will get over it they always do and I would rather forhim to convalesce without me than with me  I made him promise not towrite me a line and he just looked at me in that quiet quizzical wayand said All right but you just remember that Im waiting untilyou are ready to begin life over again with meWhy it would be a death blow to all his hopes if he married me Mywidows mite consists of a wrecked life a few debts and a worldlynotion that a brilliant young doctor like himself has no right tothrow away all his chances in order to establish a small hospital forincurable children Whenever I think of his giving up thatlongcherished dream of studying in Germany and buying ground for thehospital instead I just gnash my teethOh I know that you think it is grand and noble and that I am horridto feel as I do Maybe I am At any rate you will acknowledge that Ihave done the right thing for once in coming away I seem to have beena general blot on the landscape and with your help I have erasedmyself In the meanwhile I wish to Heaven my heart would ossifyThe sole power that keeps me going now is your belief in me You havealways claimed that I was worth something in spite of the fact that Ihave persistently proven that I was not  Dont you shudder at therisk you are taking Think of the responsibility of standing for me ina Board of Missions  Ill stay bottled up as tight as I know how butsuppose the cork _should_ flyPoor Mate the Lord was unkind when he gave me to you for a cousinWell its done and by the time you get this I will probably be wellon my seasick way I cant trust myself to send any messages to thefamily I dont even dare send my love to you  I am a soldier ladyand I salute my officerON SHIPBOARD August 8th 1901Its so windy that I can scarcely hold the paper down but Ill makethe effort The first night I came aboard I had everything tomyself There were eighty cabin passengers and I was the only lady ondeck It was very rough but I stayed up as long as I could The bluedevils were swarming so thick around me that I didnt want to fightthem in the close quarters of my stateroom But at last I had to gobelow and the night that followed was a terror Such a storm raged asI had never dreamed of,13
+This Etext was prepared by wdebeufbelgacomnet Project GutenbergvolunteerLEscalier dOrEdmond Jaloux_A Camille Mauclair__Acceptez la dédicace de ce petit ouvrage non seulement comme un gagede mon admiration pour lartiste et le critique à qui nous devons tantde belles pages mais aussi de mon affection pour lami quimaccueillait avec tant de cordiale sympathie il y a plus de vingtans à Marseille quand je nétais encore quun tout jeune hommeinconnu  passionnément épris de littérature  Vous souvenezvous de cepetit salon du boulevard des Dames tout tendu détoffes rouges et parla fenêtre duquel en se penchant on voyait défiler vers la gare tantdOrientaux fantastiques qui montaient du port  Que dardentesconversations navonsnous pas tenues dans cette pièce intime etfleurie à laquelle je ne peux songer sans un plaisir ému  Voussouvenezvous aussi de ce petit jardin de SaintLoup tout enterrasses où nous allions admirer les ors et les brumes dunincomparable automne  Vous me parliez des grands poètes dont vousétiez lami de Stéphane Mallarmé et dÉlémir Bourges dont je rêvaisdapprocher un jour  Aussi aije voulu en souvenir de ces tempslointains vous offrir ce portrait dun de leurs frères obscurs dunde ceux qui nont pas eu le bonheur comme eux de donner une forme aumonde quils portaient dans leur coeur et dans leur espritPuissiezvous accorder à mon héros un peu de la généreuse amitié quevous mavez accordée alors et dont je vous serai toujoursreconnaissant__EJ_CHAPITRE PREMIERDans lequel le lecteur sera admis à faire la connaissance des deuxpersonnages les plus épisodiques de ce romanLa différence de peuple à peuple nest pas moins forte dhomme àhommeRivarolJai toujours été curieux  La curiosité est depuis mon plus jeuneâge la passion dominante de ma vie  Je lavoue ici parce quil mefaut bien expliquer comment jai été mêlé aux événements dont jairésolu de faire le récit mais je lavoue sans honte ni complaisanceJe ne peux voir dans ce trait essentiel de mon caractère ni un traversni une qualité et les moralistes perdraient leur temps avec moi soitquils eussent lintention de me blâmer soit de me donner en exemple àautruiJe dois ajouter cependant par égard pour certains esprits scrupuleuxque cette curiosité est absolument désintéressée  Mes amis goûtent monsilence et ce que je sais ne court pas les routes  Elle na pas nonplus ce caractère douteux ou équivoque quelle prend volontiers chezeux qui la pratiquent exclusivement  Aucune malveillance aucunebassesse desprit ne se mêlent à elle  Je crois quelle provientuniquement du goût que jai pour la vie humaine  Une sorte desympathie irrésistible na toujours entraîné vers tous ceux que lehasard des circonstances me faisait rencontrer  Chez la plupart desêtres cette sympathie repose sur des affinités intellectuelles oumorales des parentés de goût ou de nature  Pour moi rien de toutcela ne compte  Je me plais avec les gens que je rencontre parcequils sont là en face de moi euxmêmes et personne dautre et quece qui me paraît alors le plus passionnant cest justement ce quilspossèdent dessentiel dunique a forme spéciale de leur esprit deleur caractère et de leur destinéeAu fond cest pour moi un véritable plaisir que de mintroduire dansla vie dautrui  Je le fais spontanément et sans le vouloir  Il meserait agréable daider de mon expérience ou de mon appui ces inconnusqui deviennent si vite mes amis de travailler à leur bonheurJoublie mes soucis mes chagrins je partage leurs joies leurspeines je les aime en un mot et je vis ainsi mille vies toutes plusbelles plus variées plus émouvantes les unes que les autresCette étrange passion ma donné de curieuses relations des amitiésprécieuses et bizarres et jaurais un fort gros volume à écrire si jevoulais en faire un récit complet mais mon ambition ne sélève pas sihaut il me suffira de relater ici aussi rapidement que possible ce quejai appris des moeurs et du caractère de M Valère Bouldouyr afindaider les chroniqueurs si jamais il sen trouve un qui à lexemplede Paul de Musset ou de Charles Monselet veuille tracer une galerie deportraits daprès les excentriques de notre tempsA lépoque où je fis sa connaissance je venais de quitterlappartement que jhabitais dans lîle SaintLouis pour me fixer auPalaisRoyalCe quartier me plaisait parce quil a à la fois disolé et depopulaire  Les maisons qui encadrent le jardin ont belle apparenceavec leurs façades régulières leurs pilastres et ce balcon qui courtsur trois côtés exhaussant à intervalles égaux un vase noirci par letemps mais tout autour ce ne sont encore que rues étroites ettournantes places provinciales passages vitrés aux boutiquesvieillottes recoins bizarres boutiques inattendues  Les gens duquartier semblent y vivre comme ils le feraient à Castres ou àLangres sans rien savoir de lénorme vie qui grouille à deux pasdeux et à laquelle ils ne sintéressent guère  Ils ont tous plus oumoins des choses de ce monde la même opinion que mon coiffeur MDelavigne qui un matin où un ministre de la Guerre alors fameux futtué en assistant à un départ daéroplanes se pencha vers moi et medit tout ému tandis quil me barbouillait le menton de mousseQuand on pense monsieur que cela aurait pu arriver à quelquun duquartierDelavigne fut le premier dailleurs à me faire apprécier les charmes dumien  Il tenait boutique dans un de ces passages que jai cités tantôtet que beaucoup de Parisiens ne connaissent même pas  Sa devantureattirait les regards par une grande assemblée de ces têtes de cire auvisage si inexpressif quon peut les coiffer de nimporte quelleperruque sans modifier en rien leur physionomieQuand on entrait dans le magasin il était généralement vide MDelavigne se souciait peu dattendre des heures entières des chalandsincertains  Lorsquil sortait il ne fermait même pas sa porte tantil avait confiance dans lhonnêteté de ses voisins  Dailleursqueûton volé à M DelavigneTrois pièces qui se suivaient et qui étaient fort exiguës composaienttout son domaine  La première contenait les lavabos la seconde desarmoires où jappris plus tard quil enfermait ses postiches pour latroisième je nai jamais su à quoi elle pouvait servirTrouvaiton M Delavigne  Il vous recevait avec un sourire,13
+Produced by Sandra Bannatyne Tiffany Vergon Charles AldarondoCharles Franks and the Online Distributed Proofreading TeamTHE LINCOLN STORY BOOKA Judicious Collection of the Best Stories  and Anecdotes of the Great President       Many Appearing Here for the         First Time in Book FormCOMPILED BYHENRY L WILLIAMSPREFACEThe Abraham Lincoln Statue at Chicago is accepted as the typicalWesterner of the forum the rostrum and the tribune as he stoodto be inaugurated under the warcloud in 1861 But there is anotherLincoln as dear to the common peoplethe Lincoln of happy quotationsthe speaker of household words Instead of the erect impressivepenetrative platform orator we see a long gaunt figure dividedbetween two chairs for comfort the head bent forward smilingbroadly the lips curved in laughter the deep eyes irradiating theircaves of wisdom the storytelling Lincoln enjoying the enjoyment hegave to othersThis talkativeness as Lincoln himself realized was a very valuableasset Leaving home he found in a venture at Yankee notionpedlingthat glibness meant three hundred per cent in disposing of flimsywares In the camp of the lumberjacks and of the Indian rangers hewas regarded as the pride of the mess and the inspirator of the tentFrom these stages he rose to be a graduate of the college of theyarnspinnerthe village store where he became clerkThe store we know is the township vortex where all assemble to swapstories and deal out the news Lincoln from behind the counterhispulpitnot merely repeated items of information which he had heardbut also recited doggerel satire of his own concoction punning andemitting sparks of wit Lincoln was hailed as the capper of anygood things on the roundsEven then his friends saw the germs of the statesman in the lankhomely crackvoiced hobbledehoy Their praise emboldened him tostand forward as the spokesman at schoolhouse meetings lectureslogrollings huskings auctions fairs and so onthe folkmeets ofour people One watching him in 1830 said foresightedly Lincolnhas touched land at lastIn commencing electioneering he cultivated the farming population andtheir ways and diction He learned by their parlance and Bible phrasesto construct short sentences of small words but he had all alongthe idea that the plain people are more easily influenced by a broadand humorous illustration than in any other way It is the AngloSaxontrait distinguishing all great preachers actors and authors of thatbreedHe acknowledged his personal defects with a frankness unique andstartling told a girl whom he was courting that he did not believeany woman could fancy him publicly said that he could not be in lookswhat was rated a gentleman carried the knife of the homeliest mandisparaged himself like a Brutus or a Pope Sixtus But the massrelished this plain blunt man who spoke right onHe talked himself into being the local Eminence but did not succeedin winning the election when first presented as the humble candidatefor the State Senate He stood upon his imperfect education his notbelonging to the first families but the seconds and his shunningsociety as debarring him from the study he requiredRepulsed at the polls he turned to the law as another channelsupplementing forensic failings by his artful storytelling Judgeswould suspend business till that Lincoln fellow got through with hisyarnspinning or underhandedly would direct the usher to get the richbit Lincoln told and repeat it at the recessMrs Lincoln the first to weigh this man justly said proudly thatLincoln was the great favorite everywhereMeanwhile his fellow citizens stupidly tired of this Merry Andrewtheysent him elsewhere to talk other folks to deathto the State Housewhere he served several terms creditably but was mainly the fund ofjollity to the lobby and the chartered jester of the lawmakersSuch loquacious witchery fitted him for the Congress Elected to theHouse he was immediately greeted by connoisseurs of the best stampPresident Martin van Buren prince of good fellows Webster anotherintellect saturnine in repose and mercurial in activity theconvivial Senator Douglas and the like These formed the rapt ringaround Lincoln in his own chair in the snug corner of the congressionalchatroom Here he perceived that his rusticity and shallow skimmingsplaced him under the trained politicians It was here too that hisstereotyped prologue to his digressionsThat reminds mebecamepopular and even reached England where a publisher so entitleda jokebook Lincoln displaced Sam Slick and opened the way toArtemus Ward and Mark Twain The longing for elevation was fanned bythe association with the notablesBuchanan to be his predecessoras President Andrew Johnson to be his vice and successor JeffersonDavis and Alex H Stephens President and VicePresident of theC S A Adams Winthrop Sumner and the galaxy over whom hissolitary star was to shine dazzlinglyA sound authority who knew him of old pronounced him as good attelling an anecdote as in the 30s But the fluent chatterer reinedin and became a good listener He imbibed all the political ruses andreturned home with his quiver full of new and victorious arrows forthe Presidential campaign for his bosom friends urged him to try togratify that ambition preposterous when he first felt it attack himHe had grown out of the sensitiveness that once made him beg thecritics not to put him out by laughing at his appearance He formeda boundless arsenal of images and similes he learned the Americanhumorists art not to parade the joke with a discounting smile Heworked out Euclid to brace his fantasies as the steel bar in acement fencepost makes it irresistibly firm But he allowed hisvehement fervor to carry him into such flights as left the reportersunable to accompany his sentences throughoutHe was recognized as the destined national mouthpiece He was not ofthe universities but of the universe the Mississippi of Eloquenceuncultivated stupendous enriched by sweeping into the innumerableside bayous and creeksElected and reelected President he continued to be a surprise tothose who shrank from levity Lincoln was their puzzle for he hada sweet sauce for every roast and showed the smile of invigorationto every croaking prophet His state papers suited the war tragediesbut still he delighted the people with those tales tagging all theevents of what may be called the,4
+Produced by Eric Eldred Charles Bidwell Charles Franksand the Online Distributed Proofreading TeamLITERARY LOVELETTERSAND OTHER STORIESbyROBERT HERRICKTOG H PLITERARY LOVELETTERSA MODERN ACCOUNTNO I INTRODUCTORY AND EXPLANATORY_Eastlake has renewed an episode of his past life The formalities havebeen satisfied at a chance meeting and he continues_ So your carnations lie over there a bit beyond this page in aconfusion of manuscripts Sweet source of this idle letter and gentlememento of the house on Grant Street and of you I fancy I catch theirodor before it escapes generously into the vague darkness beyond mywindow They whisper Be tender be frank recall to her mind what isprecious in the past For departed delights are rosy with deceitful hopesand a womans heart becomes heavy with living We are the woman you onceknew but we are much more We have learned new secrets new emotions newambitions in lovewe are fuller than before Sofor tomorrow theywill be shrivelled and lifelessI take up their message tonightI see you now as this afternoon at the Goodriches when you came intriumphantly to essay that hot room of empty passive folk Someone wassinging somewhere and we were staring at one another There you stood atthe door placing us the roses scattered in plutocratic profusion haddrooped their heads to our hot faces We turned from the music to _you_You knew it and you were glad of it You knew that they were busy aboutyou that you and your amiable hostess made an effective group at the headof the room You scented their possible disapproval with zest for you hadso often mocked their goodwill with impunity that you were serenelyconfident of getting what you wanted Did you want a lover Not that Imean to offer myself in flesh and blood God forbid that I should join theimploring procession even at a respectful distance My pen is at yourservice I prefer to be your historian your literary maidhalf slavehalf confidant for then you will always welcome me If I were a lover Imight some day be inopportune That would not be pleasantYes they were chattering about you especially around the table wheresome solid ladies of Chicago served iced drinks I was sipping it all inwith the punch and looking at the pinks above the dark hair andwondering if you found having your own way as good fun as when you wereeighteen You have gained my dear lady while I have been knocking aboutthe world You are now more than sweet you are almost handsome Isuppose it is a question of lights and the time of day whether or not youare really brilliant And you carry surety in your face There is nothingin Chicago to startle you perhaps not in the worldShe at the punch remarked casually to her of the sherbet I wonder whenMiss Armstrong will settle matters with Lane It is the best she can donow though he isnt as well worth while as the men she threw over Andher neighbor replied She might do worse than Lane She could get morefrom him than the showy ones So Lane is the name of the day They havegauged you and put you down at Lane I took an ice and waitedbut youwill have to supply the detailsMeantime you sailed on with that same everlasting enthusiasm upon yourface that I knew six years ago until you spied me How extremely naturalyou made your greeting I confess I believed that I had lived for thatsmile six years and suffered a bad noise for the sound of your voice Itseemed but a minute until we found ourselves almost alone with the solidwomen at the ices One swift phrase from you and we had slipped backthrough the meaningless years till we stood _there_ in the parlor at GrantStreet mere boy and girl The babbling room vanished for a few goldenmoments Then you rustled off and I believe I told Mrs Goodrich thatmusicales were very nice for they gave you a chance to talk And I wentto the dressingroom wondering what rare chance had brought me againwithin the bondage of that voiceThen then dear pinks you came sailing over the stairs peeping out fromthat bunch of lace I loitered and spoke Were the eyes green or blue orgray ambition or love or indifference to the world I was at my oldpuzzle again while you unfastened the pinks and before the butler whoacquiesced at your frivolity in impertinent silence you held them out tome Only you know the preciousness of unsoughtfor favors Write me yousaid and I writeWhat should man write about to you but of love and yourself My pen Isee has not lost its personal gait in running over the mill booksPerhaps it politely anticipates what is expected So much the better sayfor you expect what all men givelove and devotion You would not knowa man who could not love you Your little world is a circle ofpossibilities Let me explain Each lover is a possible conception of lifeplaced at a slightly different angle from his predecessor or successorWithin this circle you have turned and turned until your head is a bitweary But I stand outside and observe the whirligig Shall I be drawn inNo for I should become only a conventional interest If the salt etcI remember you once taught in a mission schoolThe flowers will tell me no more Next time give me a rosea hugehybrid opulent rose the product of a dozen forcing processesandI will love you a new way As the flowers say goodby I will saygoodnight Shall I burn them No for they would smoulder And if I leftthem here alone tomorrow they would be wan There I have thrown themout wide into that gulf of a street twelve stories below They willflutter down in the smoky darkness and fall like a message from the landof the lotuseaters upon a prosy wayfarer And safe in my heart therelives that gracious picture of my lady as she stands above me and givesthem to me That is eternal you and the pinks are but,0
+Etext prepared by Jonathan Ingram Beth Trapaga Charles Franks and theOnline Distributed Proofreading TeamMISS MERIVALES MISTAKEByMRS HENRY CLARKE MAIllustration PAULINE SAT DOWN IN THE LOW CHAIR BY THE WINDOW AND TOOKUP THE PHOTOGRAPH FRAMECONTENTSCHAPTERI    A STARTLING DISCOVERYII   WOODCOTEIII  A VISIT TO KENTISH TOWNIV   TOM AND RHODA MEETV    A MERRY HEART GOES ALL THE WAYVI   PAULINES DIPLOMACYVII  APPLES OF SODOMVIII AN INVITATIONIX   PAULINE HAS HER SUSPICIONSX    A CONFESSIONXI   POLLY SMITHXII  CONCLUSIONILLUSTRATIONSPAULINE SAT DOWN IN THE LOW CHAIR BY THE WINDOW AND TOOK UP THEPHOTOGRAPH FRAMEPAULINE LEANT AGAINST THE DRESSER AND WATCHED HERHE STARED AT HER NOT COMPREHENDINGCHAPTER IA STARTLING DISCOVERYMiss Merivale had not been paying much heed to the eager talk that wasgoing on between Rose and Pauline Smythe at the windowThe long drive from Woodcote had made her head ache and she was drowsilywishing that Miss Smythe would get her the cup of tea she had promisedwhen the sound of a name made her suddenly sit bolt upright her kind oldface full of anxious curiosityRhoda Sampson the creature calls herself Pauline was saying in herclear highpitched voice Her people live in Kentish Town or somewherein the dim wilds about there You would know it by just looking at herDoes she come from Kentish Town every day asked RoseThree times a week On the top of an omnibus one may be sure And sheimbibes facts from _The Civil Service Geography_ all the way I found thebook in her bag yesterday I believe she wants to get into the Post Officeeventually It is a worthy ambitionWhom are you talking of my dears asked Miss Merivale from her seat bythe fire Pauline turned round with a little stare Miss Merivale was soquiet and unassuming a personage that she had got into the habit ofignoring her Of Clares new amusement Miss Merivale she said with alaugh Her laugh like her voice was a trifle hard It was scientificdressmaking when I was at Woodcote last you remember Rose dear Now itis a society Clare is secretaryBut you spoke of some girl who came here persisted Miss MerivalePauline lifted her delicatelypencilled eyebrows Oh that is Clarestypewriter She is part of the joke If you saw Clare and her togetherover their letters you would think they were reforming the universe Ithasnt dawned on poor Sampson yet that Clare will get tired of the wholebusiness in a month It is lucky she has the Post Office to fall back onClare is exactly what she used to be at school Rose everything bystarts and nothing long It amuses me to watch herShe doesnt tire of you Pauline said Rose fondlyPauline frowned a little She did not care to be reminded even byfoolish flattering little Rose that she was in sober fact nothing morenor less than Clares paid companionOh we get on she said coolly We each leave the other to go her ownway in peace And it suits Lady Desborough in Rome to say that Clare isliving with her old governess People think of me as a spectacled lady ofan uncertain age and everybody is satisfied But you would like some teaI wish Clare was in She isnt afraid of that gas stove I am ashamed toconfess that I am Come out with me while I light it Rosamunda mia Andyou shall make the tea I never can remember how many spoonfuls to put inHow pretty you look in blue I wish I was eighteen with hair the colourof ripe wheat then I would wear blue tooShe went off laughing with Rose to the tiny kitchen on the other side ofthe passage The sittingroom was the largest room in the little Chelseaflat and that was smaller than any of the rooms at Woodcote but thediminutive dimensions of the place only added to the fascinations of it inRoses eyesAs she took the cups and saucers down from the toylike dresser and putthem on the lilliputian table between the gas stove and the door she felta thrill of ineffable pleasureOh Pauline I wish I lived here with you Its so dull at Woodcote Andit seems to get duller every dayPoor little Rose it must be dull for you Clare and I often talk of youwith pity Clare pities you the most A fellowfeeling makes us wondrouskind you know She will have to go back to Desborough Park when hermother returns I suppose The flat is only rented for six months IwishShe stopped to take off the lid of the teakettle and peerearnestly in When a kettle boils little bubbles come to the top dontthey I have got a notebook where I write down interesting little detailsof that sort They will come useful by and by if I have to live in a flatby myself I shouldnt be able to keep a regular servantBut a regular servant would spoil it all even if you could afford itsaid Rose with sparkling eyes We couldnt come out here and get tealike this if you had a servant PaulineShe would have to stand in the passage wouldnt she said Paulinelooking round the tiny kitchen with a laugh But how would you like toget tea for yourself every day little Rose Clare seems to like itthough Her mother wanted Mrs Richards to stay with us all day but Clarebegged that she might go at three oclock And Clare is maidofallworkafter that It seems to come natural to her to know what kitchen thingsare meant for Now if you will make the tea we will go back to youraunt This kettle is certainly boiling at lastRose carefully measured the tea into the pretty Japanese teapot Paulineleant against the dresser and watched her with her hands clasped at theback of her head Pauline was not prettyher features were badly cut andher skin was sallowbut she made a pretty picture standing there Herdress of ruddy brown was made in a graceful artistic fashion and wasjust the right,47
+Produced by David Starner David Widgerand the Online Distributed Proofreading TeamARTHURIAN ROMANCESUnrepresented in Malorys Morte dArthurNo IVMORIEN ARTHURIAN ROMANCESUNREPRESENTED IN MALORYS MORTE DARTHURI SIR GAWAIN AND THE GREEN KNIGHTA MiddleEnglish Romance retold in Modern Prose with Introduction andNotes by JESSIE L WESTON With Designs by M M CRAWFORD 1898 2snetII TRISTAN AND ISEULTRendered into English from the German of Gottfried of Strassburg byJESSIE L WESTON With Designs by CAROLINE WATTS Two vols 1899 4snetIII GUINGAMOR LANVAL TYOLET LE BISCLAVERETFour Lays rendered into English Prose from the French of Marie de Franceand others by JESSIE L WESTON With Designs by CAROLINE WATTS 19002s net Illustration They deemed they had seen the Foul FiendhimselfMORIENA Metrical Romance rendered into English prose from the Mediæval Dutchby Jessie L Weston with designs by Caroline Watts PrefaceThe metrical romance of which the following pages offer a prosetranslation is contained in the mediæval Dutch version of the_Lancelot_ where it occupies upwards of five thousand lines formingthe conclusion of the first existing volume of that compilation So faras our present knowledge extends it is found nowhere elseNor do we know the date of the original poem or the name of the authorThe Dutch MS is of the commencement of the fourteenth century andappears to represent a compilation similar to that with which Sir ThomasMalory has made us familiar _ie_ a condensed rendering of a numberof Arthurian romances which in their original form were independent ofeach other Thus in the Dutch _Lancelot_ we have not only the latterportion of the _Lancelot_ proper the _Queste_ and the _Morte Arthur_the ordinary component parts of the prose _Lancelot_ in its most fullydeveloped form but also a portion of a _Perceval_ romance having forits basis a version near akin to if not identical with the poemof Chrétien de Troyes and a group of episodic romances some ofconsiderable length the majority of which have not yet been discoveredelsewhere Footnote _Cf_ my _Legend of Sir Lancelot du Lac_Grimm Library vol xii chapter ix where a brief summary of thecontents of the Dutch _Lancelot_ is givenUnfortunately the first volume of this compilation which wasoriginally in four parts has been lost consequently we are without anyof the indications so often to be found in the opening lines of similarcompositions as to the personality of the compiler or the material athis disposal but judging from those sections in which comparison ispossible the _Lancelot_ _Queste_ and _Morte Arthur_ the entire workis a translation and a very faithful translation of a French originalIt is quite clear that the Dutch compiler understood his text well andthough possibly somewhat hampered by the necessity of turning prose intoverse this version contrary to the otherwise invariable rule of thelater _Lancelot_ romances being rhymed he renders it with remarkablefidelity The natural inference and that drawn by M Gaston Pariswho so far appears to be the only scholar who has seriously occupiedhimself with this interesting version is that those episodic romancesof which we possess no other copy are also derived from a Frenchsource Most probably so far as these shorter romances are concernedthe originals would be metrical not prose versions as in the case ofthe _Lancelot_ sectionsIt is true that with regard to the romance here translated _Morien_the Dutch scholars responsible for the two editions in which it hasappeared MM Jonckbloet and Te Winkel the former the editor of thewhole compilation the latter of this section only are both inclined toregard the poem as an original Dutch composition but M Gaston Parisin his summary of the romance _Histoire Litteraire_ vol xxx p 247rejects this theory as based on inadequate grounds It must be admittedthat an original Arthurian romance of the twelfth or thirteenth centurywhen at latest such a poem would be written in a language other thanFrench is so far unknown to us and although as a matter of fact thecentral _motif_ of the poem the representation of a Moor as near akinto the Grail Winner Sir Perceval has not been preserved in any knownFrench text while it does exist in a famous German version I for onefind no difficulty in believing that the tradition existed in Frenchand that the original version of our poem was a metrical romance in thattongueSo far as the story of _Morien_ is concerned the form is probably laterthan the tradition it embodies In its present shape it is certainlyposterior to the appearance of the Galahad _Queste_ to which itcontains several direct references such are the hermits allusion tothe predicted circumstances of his death which are related in full inthe _Queste_ the prophecy that Perceval shall aid in the winningof the Holy Grail a quest of which in the earlier version he is soleachiever and the explicit statements of the closing lines as toGalahads arrival at Court his filling the Siege Perilous andachieving the Adventures of the Round Table As the romance now standsit is an introduction to the _Queste_ with which volume iii volumeii of the extant version of the Dutch _Lancelot_ opensBut the opening lines of the present version show clearly that inone important point at least the story has undergone a radicalmodification Was it the Dutch translator or his source who substitutedAgloval Percevals brother for the tradition which made Percevalhimself the father of the hero M Gaston Paris takes the former viewbut I am inclined to think that the alteration was already in theFrench source The Grail of Sir Aglovals vision is the Grail of CastleCorbenic and the _Queste_ unless we are to consider this vision as theaddition of the Dutch compiler who when we are in a position to testhis work does not interpolate such additions we must I think admitthat the romance in the form in which it reached him was already at astage in which Perceval could not without violence to the then existingconception of his character be considered as the father or thebrother of Morien To reconstruct the original story it would benecessary not merely to eliminate all mention of Agloval as suggestedby M Gaston Paris but the Grail references would also requiremodification As,13
+Stan Goodman Beth Trapaga Tonya Allen and the Online DistributedProofreading TeamMRS DAYS DAUGHTERSByMARY E MANN  The common growth of Mother Earth  Suffices meher tears her mirth  Her humblest mirth and tearsCONTENTSCHAPTERI      Their Large HoursII     Something Wrong At The OfficeIII    Forcuss Family AleIV     DisasterV      Deleahs ErrandVI     Sour MisfortuneVII    Husband And FatherVIII   The Way OutIX     For The Widow And The FatherlessX      Exiles From Lifes RevelsXI     The Attractive BessieXII    The Attractive DeleahXIII   The Gay Gilded SceneXIV    A TeaParty In Bridge StreetXV     The Manchester ManXVI    For BernardXVII   What Is It NowXVIII  The Dangerous ScroogeXIX    When Beauty CallsXX     Sir Francis Makes A CallXXI    In For ItXXII   The Importunate Mr GibbonXXIII  Deleah Has No DignityXXIV   The ColdHearted FatesXXV    To Make ReparationXXVI   A HouseholderXXVII  Promotion For Mrs DayXXVIII At Laburnum VillaXXIX   A Prohibition CancelledXXX    Deleah Grows UpXXXI   Bessies HourXXXII  The Man With The Mad EyesXXXIII The Moment Of TriumphCHAPTER ITheir Large HoursIt was three oclock in the morning when the guests danced Sir Roger deCoverley at Mrs William Days New Years party They would as soon havethought of having supper without trifle tipsycake and syllabub in thosedays as of finishing the evening without Sir Roger Dancing had begun atseventhirty The lady at the piano was drooping with weariness Violin andcello yawned over their bows only spasmodically and halfheartedly thethrum and jingle of the tambourine fell on the earThe last was an instrument not included in the small band of theprofessional musicians but was twisted and shaken and thumped on hand andknee and toe by no less an amateur than Mr William Day himselfThe master of the house was too stout for dancing of too restless andirritable a temperament for the role of lookeron He loved noise alwaysabove all noise made by himself He thought no entertainment reallysuccessful at which you could hear yourself speak He would have preferreda big drum whereby to inspirit the dancers but failing that clashed thebells of the tambourine in their earsThe tambourine is such fun the dancers always said who out of breathfrom polka or schottische or galop paused at his side A dance at yourhouse would not be the same thing at all without your tambourine Mr DayHe banged it the louder for such compliments turned it on his broad thumbshook it over his great head with its shock of sandcoloured and grey hairmaking as the more saturnine of his guests confided in each other a mostinfernal rowBut an exercise of eight hours is long enough for even the most agreeableperformance and by the time Sir Roger de Coverley had brought theprogramme to an end the clash and rattle of the tambourine was onlyfitfully heard Perceiving which Deleah Day younger daughter of thehouse a slight darkhaired darkeyed girl of sixteen left her place inone of the two sides of the figure extending nearly the length of theroom ran to her father and taking the tambourine from him pulled upon hishandsYes papa Yes she urged him Every year since I was able to toddle youhave danced Sir Roger with meand you shallHe shouted his protest laughed uproariously when he yielded and all inthe noisy way which to his thinking contributed to enjoyment Presentlystanding opposite the upright pretty figure of his daughter he wasbrawling to her what a naughty rogue she was and calling on all to witnessthat he was about to make an exhibition of himself for the pleasure of histyranthis little Deleah Then turning with his hands on the shouldersof the young man before him he was racing down the room to join hands withthe laughing Deleah at the end of the procession ducking his heavyshortnecked head to squeeze his broad figure with her slight one underthe archway of raised arms dashing to his place opposite his daughter atthe top of the room again Breathless laughing spluttering stamping hewent through it allAnd now he and his little partner are themselves topcouple and mustdance the half length of the room to be swung round by the pair dancingto meet them must be swung by right hand by left by both hands mustdance to bow dance to caper with the opposite couple back to back AndWilliam Day who had loved dancing till he grew too fat to dance and wasextraordinarily light on his feet for such a big heavilymade man nevercried for mercy but cheered on his companions and footed it to the endNever again he declared when the dance was over and he stood smackinghis chest panting struggling for breath with which to bid his guestsgoodnight Youll never any of you catch me making such a fool of myselfagainWhy papa you danced it beautifully Every single year you shall danceSir Roger de Coverley and you shall always dance it with meHe shouted that he would not He always shouted He would have felt himselffalling behind himself on this festive occasion if he had been lessboisterous to the endI think it has been the nicest of all our parties Deleah declared to hersister as the girls went to their roomIve certainly enjoyed it the most said Bessie And Reggie said so hadheYou danced six times with Reggie Bess I countedIt is a pity you were not better employed You wanted to dance with himyourself I supposeWhy I did Deleah cried and laughed I danced the Lancers withhim_twice_ And in the grand chain he lifted me off my feet Hes mostbeautifully strong Reggie is Did he lift you off your feet BessReggie would know better than to take such a liberty,8
+Etext prepared by Project Gutenberg Distributed ProofreadersTHE MISCHIEFMAKERBYE PHILLIPS OPPENHEIMAUTHOR OF THE LIGHTED WAY THE TEMPTING OF TAVERNAKE HAVOC ETCWITH ILLUSTRATIONS BY HANSON BOOTH1913CONTENTSBOOK ONECHAPTER    I SYMPATHY AND SELFISHNESS   II AN INDISCREET LETTER  III A RUINED CAREER   IV A BUNCH OF VIOLETS    V A SENTIMENTAL EPISODE   VI AT THE CAFÉ LATHÉNÉE  VII COFFEE FOR THREE VIII IN PARIS   IX MADAME CHRISTOPHOR    X BETTER ACQUAINTANCE   XI THE TOYMAKER FROM LEIPZIG  XII AT THE RAT MORT XIII POLITICS AND PATRIOTISM  XIV THE MORNING AFTER   XV BEHIND CLOSED DOORS  XVI HAVE YOU EVER LOVED XVII KENDRICKS IS HOSTXVIII A MEETING OF SOCIALISTS  XIX AN OFFER   XX FALKENBERG ACTSBOOK TWOCHAPTER    I THE FLIGHT OF LADY ANNE   II TO OUR NEW SELVES  III WORK FOR JULIEN   IV A STARTLING DISCLOSURE    V THE FIRST ARTICLE   VI FALKENBERG FAILS  VII LADY ANNE DECLINES VIII A DECLARATION OF INDEPENDENCE   IX FOOLHARDY JULIEN    X THE SECOND ATTEMPT   XI BY THE PRINCES ORDERS  XII DISTRESSING NEWS XIII ESTERMENS DEATH WARRANT  XIV SANCTUARY   XV NEARING A CRISIS  XVI FALKENBERGS LAST REPORT XVII DEFEAT FOR FALKENBERGXVIII THE ONE WAY OUT  XIX ALL ENDS WELLILLUSTRATIONSReally he said I thought better of Herr FreudenbergAt least she reminded him you are going to see MadameChristophorSplendid he muttered rising to his feet If only I can do itLet me present to you Monsieur Bourgan of the French DetectiveServiceBOOK ONECHAPTER ISYMPATHY AND SELFISHNESSThe girl who was dying lay in an invalid chair piled up with cushionsin a sheltered corner of the lawn The woman who had come to visit herhad deliberately turned away her head with a murmured word about thesunshine and the field of buttercups Behind them was the littlesanitarium a gray stone villa built in the style of a châteauovergrown with creepers and with terraced lawns stretching down to thesunny corner to which the girl had been carried earlier in the dayThere were flowers everywherebeds of hyacinths and borders of purpleand yellow crocuses A lilac tree was bursting into blossom the breezewas soft and full of life Below beyond the yellowstarred field ofwhich the woman had spoken flowed the Seine and in the distance onecould see the outskirts of ParisThe doctor says I am better the girl whispered plaintively Thismorning he was quite cheerful I suppose he knows but it is strangethat I should feel so weakweaker even day by day And my coughittears me to pieces all the timeThe woman who was bending over her gulped something down in her throatand turned her head Although older than the invalid whom she had cometo visit she was young and very beautiful Her cheeks were a triflepale but even without the tears her eyes were almost the color ofvioletsThe doctor must know dear Lucie she declared Our own feelings sooften mean nothing at allThe girl moved a little uneasily in her chair She also had once beenpretty Her hair was still an exquisite shade of redgold but hercheeks were thin and pinched her complexion had gone her clothes fellabout her She seemed somehow shapelessYes she agreed the doctor knowshe must know I see it in hismanner every time he comes to visit me In his heart she addeddropping her voice he must know that I am going to dieHer eyes seemed to have stiffened in their sockets to have becomedilated Her lips trembled but her eyes remained steadfastOh madame she sobbed is it not cruel that one should die likethis I am so young I have seen so little of life It is not justmadameit is not justThe woman who sat by her side was shaking Her heart was torn withpity Everywhere in the soft sunlit air wherever she looked sheseemed to read in letters of fire the history of this girl the historyof so many othersWe will not talk of death dear she said Doctors are so wonderfulnowadays There are so few diseases which they cannot cure They seemto snatch one back even from the grave Besides you are so young Onedoes not die at nineteen Tell me about this manEugène you calledhim He has never once been to see younot even when you were in thehospitalThe girl began to trembleNot once she murmuredYou are sure that he had your letters He knows that you are out hereand aloneYes he knowsThere was a short silence The woman found it hard to know what to saySomewhere down along the white dusty road a man was grinding the musicof a threadbare waltz from an ancient barrelorgan The girl closed hereyesWe used to hear that sometimes she whispered at the cafés At onewhere we went often they used to know that I liked it and they alwaysplayed it when we came It is queer to hear it againlike thisOh when I close my eyes she muttered I am afraid It is likeshutting out life for alwaysThe woman by her side got up Lucie caught at her skirtMadame you are not going yet she pleaded Am I selfish Yet youhave not stayed with me so long as yesterday and I am so lonelyThe womans face had hardened a littleI am going to find that man she replied I have his address I wantto bring him to youThe girls hold upon her skirt tightenedSit down she begged Do not leave me Indeed it is useless Heknows He does not choose to come Men are like that Oh madame Ihave learned my lesson I know now that love is a vain thing Men donot often really feel it They come to us when we please them butafterwards that does not count I suppose we were meant to besacrificed I have given up thinking of Eugène He is afraid perhapsof the infection I think that I,44
+Claudio Paganelli Carlo Traverso Charles Franks and the DistributedProofreaders teamThis book has been completed in cooperation with the Progetto ManuziohttpwwwliberliberitWe thank the Biblioteca Sormani di Milano that has provided the imagesNANÀ A MILANOPERCLETTO ARRIGHI______EDIZIONE PRIMA____MILANO1880ENTRATURAGli svegliarini critici dei nostri giorni sono tanto scorbellati chese lautore dun libro non ha la precauzione di spiegarsi un poco suciò che ha inteso di dire e di fare va a rischio di sentirsene a dirdelle bellePer prima questione saffaccia quella della scuola o del genere Cheormai le panzane romantiche fra il didascalico e il rompiscatole asituazioni in sospeso a caratteri tirati a pomice e a personaggitirati pe capegli siano andate giù di moda e non piacciano piùneppure ai ragazzi non ci sarà forse a negarlo altro barbassorofuorchè un professore famoso per un certo suo _grido_Dunque se voi signori che state per leggere siete di quelli che neiracconti dei fatti contemporanei amano i _babau_ della sospensioneromantica e si compiacciono di non tirare il fiato se non dopodessersi bene assicurati che il fratello del figlio del nipotedella cognata del protagonista è appunto il padre dello zio delgenero del cugino delleroina e vogliono che lintreccio incomincisi complichi e si sciolga col finale trionfo di tutte quante le virtùe col suo bravo castigo di tutte quante le colpe se voi dico avetedi queste fisime felice notteOggidì mi duole il dirlo tutto va a rovescio di quella conclusionegiacchè le virtù che trionfano e le colpe che si castigano sono coselasciate tutte allaltro mondoDunque _realismo_E realismo vuol dire verità vuol dire ricerca di ciò che veramentesuccede sia pur doloroso e brutto vivisezione fisiologiapalpitante studia della vita quale essa si mostra senza rispettiumani e senza reticenzeChi scrive _Nanà a Milano_ ormai non ammette in arte che il realismogiacchè egli segue il suo tempo e nelle cose delloggi vede appunto lainesorabile verità che fattasi iconoclasta abbatte dovunque leimagini della finzione romantica il cattolicismo è distrutto dallibero pensiero la bibbia è annientata dalla scienza la filosofia èsconfitta del positivismo la pittura dalla fotografia la sculturadalla galvanoplastica la musica dallaritmetica Vedete persino sulpalcoscenico le illusioni che bastavano ai nonni come cedono il postoai simulacri della realtà ai gabinetti e ai salotti dipinti aprospettive ed a scorci si sostituirono dei gabinetti e dei salottireali per mezzo delle scene parapettate alle cascate dacqua fatteuna volta di tela dargento girante sul ròtolo si sostituiscelacqua vera cadente dallalto e spruzzante le gambe delleballerine che magari non sono _reali_ del tuttoSe non che è noto che ci sono due modi molto diversi di fare delrealismo cè il realismo decente e cè lindecente Cè il realismodecente nella forma indecente nella sostanza e cè il realismodecente tanto nelluna che nellaltra Tutta quanta la moralefemminile della nostra società frolla e senza convinzioni molto fisserisiede ormai nella decenza In questa parola sta appunto anchelavvenire della nuova scuola naturalista tanto osteggiata da chi nonlha ancora capita e tanto compromessa da chi nella forma non hasaputo trovare il giusto mezzo fra la verità nuda e cruda e ladesiderata decenzaLe trivialità le bassezze le turpitudini le laidezze e le miserieumanele quali in passato furono lasciate indietro da tutti iromantici come cose da non svelarsidevono essere portate inpubblico chiarite discusse sviscerate una buona volta perchèservano di leva al rimedio di ammaestramento agli ingenui di castigoe di flagello ai viziosiTutto sta dunque a saperle svelare con decenzaEmilio Zola che è pur sempre decente _nella forma_ ci presentò inNanà una donna che _nella sostanza_ non lo poteva essere del certoPuttana sbracata rotta ad ogni turpitudine in un ambiente di cinismoe di depravazione per conservarsi vera e reale doveva riuscire perforza molto indecenteOra se partita da Parigi e capitata per caso a Milano sullo scorciodel 1869 la Nanà di Zola si fosse conservata tale e quale ce lhapresentata il romanziere francese io dal canto mio non avrei fattacertamente la fatica di ricominciarne la storia da lui lasciata a quelpunto in sospesoNon lavrei fatto ancorchè avessi potuto pensare che per quanto essafosse rimasta la stessa sgualdrina pure le differenze di ambiente diinflussi di contorni di conoscenze dovevano dar luogo ad altrettantedifferenze di linee di tinte di chiaroscuri e di avvenimentiMa Nanà giunta a Milano non era più nè poteva essere più la stessadonna chella era a Parigi Io lho conosciuta nei pochi mesi chestette nella mia città lho studiata e ho trovato che il mutamentoavvenuto in lei era cosa degnissima di studio attento e profondo eche il mondo milanese che saggirava intorno a lei sarebbe stato unvero peccato mortale se lo si fosse trascurato e non si fosse pensatoda alcuno a portarlo innanzi ai lettori fotografato e caldo in unafisiologia di costumi contemporaneiQuella _cocotte_ francese sfinge non egiziana metteva tantasuddizione e pur tanta concupiscenza nel cuore di certi nostri giovanii quali colle dame e colle crestaie concittadine si mostravanoaudacissimi e ha dato una tinta così speciale ai fatti della vitamilanese e ai caratteri delle persone colle quali ebbe a che fare neipochi mesi di sua residenza che bisognerebbe essere proprio unbalordo per non cavarne un libro interessanteIn quanto a lei chi avrebbe detto che nel nuovo ambiente milanesedovesse apparire assai diversa da quello che ce lha descritta etramandata lo ZolaNessuna donna forse ebbe più di Nanà le doti che si attribuiscono alcamaleonte nessuna più di lei sapeva trasmutarsi da un giornoallaltro e da abbietta cortigiana diventar magari una signorarispettata e superbaEd ecco perchè a me è venuto il grillo di ripigliar da Zola istessoquesta donna stranissima che riuscì a miei occhi un tipo unico difiglia di Eva del nostro tempo un problema di isterismo a freddo unapersonificazione dello spirito scacciapensieri una sintesi diputtanesimo rapace unepopea di calcolato disinteresse un campoaperto di capricci di estri di fantasie di voglie di brame divanità di ambizioni di vaneggiamenti di simpatie di antipatie dilibidini di freddezze di affetti di passioni in continuacontraddizione con sè stessi anzi in continua ribellione fra loro untipo di avarizia un mostro di prodigalità un ecatombe di_toilettes_ un entusiasta del risparmiare un apoteosi dipoltroneria un prodigio di attività un iperbole di egoismo unmiracolo di buon cuore una iena pazza di ferocia,0
+Produced by Suzanne L Shell Charles Franksand the Online Distributed Proofreading TeamNOT GEORGE WASHINGTONAn Autobiographical Novelby P G Wodehouseand Herbert Westbrook1907CONTENTSPART ONE_Miss Margaret Goodwins Narrative_1  James Arrives2  James Sets Out3  A Harmless DeceptionPART TWO_James Orlebar Cloysters Narrative_1  The Invasion of Bohemia2  I Evacuate Bohemia3  The _Orb_4  Julian Eversleigh5  The Column6  New Years Eve7  I Meet Mr Thomas Blake8  I Meet the Rev John Hatton9  Julian Learns My Secret10 Tom Blake Again11 Julians Idea12 The First Ghost13 The Second Ghost14 The Third Ghost15 Eva Eversleigh16 I Tell Julian_Sidney Prices Narrative_17 A Ghostly Gathering18 One in the Eye19 In the Soup20 Norah Wins Home_Julian Eversleighs Narrative_21 The Transposition of Sentiment22 A Chat with James23 In a Hansom_Narrative Resumed by James Orlebar Cloyster_24 A Rift in the Clouds25 Briggs to the Rescue26 My TriumphPART ONE_Miss Margaret Goodwins Narrative_CHAPTER 1JAMES ARRIVESI am Margaret Goodwin A week from today I shall be Mrs James OrlebarCloysterIt is just three years since I first met James We made each othersacquaintance at halfpast seven on the morning of the 28th of July inthe middle of Fermain Bay about fifty yards from the shoreFermain Bay is in Guernsey My home had been with my mother for manyyears at St Martins in that island There we two lived our uneventfullives until fate brought one whom when first I set my eyes on him Iknew I lovedPerhaps it is indiscreet of me to write that down But what does itmatter It is for no ones reading but my own James my _fiancé_is _not_ peeping slyly over my shoulder as I write On thecontrary my door is locked and James is I believe in thesmokingroom of his hotel at St Peters PortAt that time it had become my habit to begin my day by rising beforebreakfast and taking a swim in Fermain Bay which lies across the roadin front of our cottage The practiceI have since abandoned itwasgood for the complexion and generally healthy I had kept it upmoreover because I had somehow cherished an unreasonable butpersistent presentiment that some day Somebody James as it turnedout would cross the pathway of my maiden existence I told myself thatI must be ready for him It would never do for him to arrive and findno one to meet himOn the 28th of July I started off as usual I wore a short tweed skirtbrown stockingsmy ankles were and are gooda calico blouse and ared tamoshanter Ponto barked at my heels In one hand I carried myblue twill bathinggown In the other a miniature alpenstock The sunhad risen sufficiently to scatter the slight mist of the summermorning and a few flecked clouds were edged with a slender frame ofred goldLeisurely and with my presentiment strong upon me I descended thesteep cliffside to the cave on the left of the bay where guarded bythe faithful Ponto I was accustomed to disrobe and soon afterwards Icame out my dark hair over my shoulders and blue twill over a portionof the rest of me to climb out to the point of the projecting rocksso that I might dive gracefully and safely into the still blue waterI was a good swimmer I reached the ridge on the opposite side of thebay without fatigue not changing from a powerful breaststroke I thensat for a while at the waters edge to rest and to drink in thethrilling glory of what my heart persisted in telling me was themorning of my lifeAnd then I saw HimNot distinctly for he was rowing a dinghy in my direction andconsequently had his back to meIn the stress of my emotions and an aggravation of modesty I divedagain With an intensity like that of a captured conger I yearned to behidden by the water I could watch him as I swam for strictlyspeaking he was in my way though a little farther out to sea thanI intended to go As I drew near I noticed that he wore an odd garmentlike a dressinggown He had stopped rowingI turned upon my back for a moments rest and as I did so heard acry I resumed my former attitude and brushed the salt water from myeyesThe dinghy was wobbling unsteadily The dressinggown was in the bowsand he my seagod was in the water Only for a second I saw him Thenhe sankHow I blessed the muscular development of my armsI reached him as he came to the surfaceThats twice he remarked contemplatively as I seized him by theshouldersBe brave I said excitedly I can save youI should be most awfully obliged he saidDo exactly as I tell youI say he remonstrated youre not going to drag me along by theroots of my hair are youThe natural timidity of man is I find attractiveI helped him to the boat and he climbed in I trod water clingingwith one hand to the sternAllow me he said bending downNo thank you I repliedNot reallyThank you very much but I think I will stay where I amBut you may get cramp By the wayIm really frightfully obliged toyou for saving my lifeI mean a perfect strangerIm afraid itsquite spoiled your dipNot at all I said politely Did you get crampA twinge It was awfully kind of youNot at allThen there was a rather awkward silenceIs this your first visit to Guernsey I askedYes I arrived yesterday Its a delightful place Do you live hereYes that white cottage you can just see through the treesI suppose I couldnt give you a tow anywhereNo thank you very much I will swim backAnother constrained silenceAre you ever in London MissGoodwin Oh yes we generally go over in the winter MrCloyster Really How jolly Do you go to the theatre muchOh yes We saw nearly everything last time we were overThere was a third silence I saw a remark about the weather tremblingon his lip and as I was beginning to feel the chill of the water alittle I determined to put a temporary,32
+Etext prepared by David Starner SR Ellison and the Online DistributedProofing TeamNATIONAL EPICSBYKATE MILNER RABB1896TO MY MOTHERPREFACEThis volume is intended for an introduction to the study of the epicsWhile the simplicity and directness of the epic style seem to make such abook unnecessary the fact that to many persons of literary tastes some ofthese great poems are inaccessible and that to many more the pleasure ofexploring for themselves the realms of gold is rendered impossible bythe cares of business has seemed sufficient excuse for its being Thoughthe beauty of the original is of necessity lost in a condensation of thiskind an endeavor has been made to preserve the characteristic epithetsand to retain what Mr Arnold called the simple truth about the matter ofthe poem It is believed that the sketch prefacing each story givingbriefly the length versification and history of the poem will have itsvalue to those readers who have not access to the epics and that theselections following the story each recounting a complete incident willgive a better idea of the epic than could be formed from passagesscattered through the textThe epic originated among tribes of barbarians who deified departedheroes and recited legends in praise of their deeds As the hymndeveloped the chorus and strophe were dropped and the narrative only waspreserved The word epic was used simply to distinguish the narrativepoem which was recited from the lyric which was sung and from thedramatic which was actedAs the nation passed from childhood to youth the legends of the hero thateach wandering minstrel had changed to suit his fancy were collected andfused into one by some great poet who by his power of unification madethis written epic his ownThis is the origin of the Hindu epics the Iliad and the Odyssey theKalevala the ShahNameh Beowulf the Nibelungen Lied the Cidand the Song of RolandThe conditions for the production of the primitive epic exist but once ina nations growth Its later epics must be written on subjects of nationalimportance chosen by the poet who arranges and embellishes his materialaccording to the rules of the primitive epic To this class belong theAeneid the Jerusalem Delivered and the Lusiad Dantes poem isbroader for it is the epic of mediaeval Christianity Milton likewisesought higher argument than  Wars hitherto the only argument      Heroic deemedand crystallized the religious beliefs of his time in Paradise LostThe characteristics both of the primitive and the modern epic are theiruniform metre simplicity of construction concentration of action into ashort time and the use of episode and dialogue The main difference liesin the impersonality of the primitive epic whose author has so skillfullyhidden himself behind his work that as some one has said of Homer hisheroes are immortal but his own existence is doubtfulAlthough the historical events chronicled in the epics have in every casebeen so distorted by the fancy of the poets that they cannot be acceptedas history the epics are storehouses of information concerning ancientmanners and customs religious beliefs forms of government treatment ofwomen and habits of feelingConstructed upon the noblest principles of art and pervaded by theeternal calm of the immortals these poems have an especial value to uswho have scarcely yet realized that poetry is an art and are feverishfrom the unrest of our time If by the help of this volume any reader beenabled to find a portion of the wisdom that is hidden in these mines itspurpose will have been accomplishedMy thanks are due to Mr John A Wilstach for the use of selections fromhis translation of the Divine Comedy to Prof J M Crawford for theuse of selections from his translation of the Kalevala to Henry Holt Co for the use of selections from Rabillons translation of La Chansonde Roland to Roberts Brothers for the use of selections from EdwinArnolds Indian Idylls to Prof J C Hall for the use of selectionsfrom his translation of Beowulf and to A C Armstrong  Son for theuse of selections from Coningtons Translation of the Aeneid Theselections from the Iliad and the Odyssey are used with the permissionof and by special arrangement with Houghton Mifflin  Co publishers ofBryants translations of the Iliad and the Odyssey Special thanks aredue to Miss Eliza G Browning of the Public Library of Indianapolis toMiss Florence Hughes of the Library of Indiana University and to MissCharity Dye of IndianapolisK M RINDIANAPOLIS IND September 1896CONTENTSTHE HINDU EPIC THE RAMÂYÂNATHE HINDU EPIC THE MAHÂBHÂRATATHE GREEK EPIC THE ILIADTHE GREEK EPIC THE ODYSSEYTHE FINNISH EPIC THE KALEVALATHE ROMAN EPIC THE AENEIDTHE SAXON EPIC BEOWULFTHE GERMAN EPIC THE NIBELUNGEN LIEDTHE FRENCH EPIC THE SONG OF ROLANDTHE PERSIAN EPIC THE SHAHNAMEHTHE SPANISH EPIC THE POEM OF THE CIDTHE ITALIAN EPIC THE DIVINE COMEDYTHE ITALIAN EPIC THE ORLANDO FURIOSOTHE PORTUGUESE EPIC THE LUSIADTHE ITALIAN EPIC THE JERUSALEM DELIVEREDTHE ENGLISH EPIC PARADISE LOSTTHE ENGLISH EPIC PARADISE REGAINEDSELECTIONSFROM THE RÂMÂYANA                        TRANSLATOR  The Descent of the Ganges           _Milman_  The Death of Yajnadatta                 FROM THE MAHÂBHÂRATA  Sâvitrî or Love and Death         _Arnold_  The Great Journey                       FROM THE ILIAD  Helen at the Scaean Gates           _Bryant_  The Parting of Hector and Andromache    FROM THE ODYSSEY  The Palace of Alcinoüs              _Bryant_  The Bending of the Bow                  FROM THE KALEVALA  Ilmarinens Wedding Feast,0
+Produced by Robert Shimmin Tiffany Vergon Charles AldarondoCharles Franks and the Online Distributed Proofreading TeamOBITER DICTA   An _obiter dictum_ in the language of the law is    a gratuitous opinion an individual impertinence which    whether it be wise or foolish right or wrong bindeth    nonenot even the lips that utter itOLD JUDGE_PREFACE TO THE AMERICAN EDITIONThis seems a very little book to introduce to so large a continent Nosuch enterprise would ever have suggested itself to the homekeepingmind of the Author who none the less when this edition was proposedto him by Messrs Scribner on terms honorable to them and grateful tohim found the notion of being read in America most fragrant anddelightfulLondon February 13 1885_CONTENTS                                   CARLYLEON THE ALLEGED OBSCURITY OF MR BROWNINGS POETRYTRUTHHUNTINGACTORSA ROGUES MEMOIRSTHE VIA MEDIAFALSTAFFCARLYLEThe accomplishments of our race have of late become so varied that itis often no easy task to assign him whom we would judge to his properstation among men and yet until this has been done the guns of ourcriticism cannot be accurately levelled and as a consequence thegreater part of our fire must remain futile He for example whowould essay to take account of Mr Gladstone must read much elsebesides Hansard he must brush up his Homer and set himself toacquire some theology The place of Greece in the providential orderof the world and of laymen in the Church of England must beconsidered together with a host of other subjects of much apparentirrelevance to a statesmans life So too in the case of hisdistinguished rival whose death eclipsed the gaiety of politics andbanished epigram from Parliament keen must be the critical facultywhich can nicely discern where the novelist ended and the statesmanbegan in Benjamin DisraeliHappily no such difficulty is now before us Thomas Carlyle was awriter of books and he was nothing else Beneath this judgment hewould have winced but have remained silent for the facts are soLittle men sometimes though not perhaps so often as is taken forgranted complain of their destiny and think they have been hardlytreated in that they have been allowed to remain so undeniably smallbut great men with hardly an exception nauseate their greatness fornot being of the particular sort they most fancy The poet Gray waspassionately fond so his biographers tell us of military historybut he took no Quebec General Wolfe took Quebec and whilst he wastaking it recorded the fact that he would sooner have written GraysElegy and so Carlylewho panted for action who hated eloquencewhose heroes were Cromwell and Wellington Arkwright and the ruggedBrindley who beheld with pride and no ignoble envy the bridge atAuldgarth his masonfather had helped to build half a century beforeand then exclaimed A noble craft that of a mason a good buildingwill last longer than most booksthan one book in a million whodespised men of letters and abhorred the reading public whosegospel was Silence and Actionspent his life in talking and writingand his legacy to the world is thirtyfour volumes octavoThere is a familiar melancholy in this but the critic has no need togrow sentimental We must have men of thought as well as men ofaction poets as much as generals authors no less than artizanslibraries at least as much as militia and therefore we may accept andproceed critically to examine Carlyles thirtyfour volumes remainingsomewhat indifferent to the fact that had he had the fashioning of hisown destiny we should have had at his hands blows instead of booksTaking him then as he wasa man of lettersperhaps the best typeof such since Dr Johnson died in Fleet Street what are we to say ofhis thirtyfour volumesIn them are to be found criticism biography history politicspoetry and religion I mention this variety because of a foolishnotion at one time often found suitably lodged in heads otherwiseempty that Carlyle was a passionate old man dominated by two orthree extravagant ideas to which he was for ever giving utterance inlanguage of equal extravagance The thirtyfour volumes octavo renderthis opinion untenable by those who can read Carlyle cannot be killedby an epigram nor can the many influences that moulded him bereferred to any single source The rich banquet his genius has spreadfor us is of many courses The fire and fury of the LatterDayPamphlets may be disregarded by the peaceful soul and the preferencegiven to the Past of Past and Present which with its intense andsympathetic mediaevalism might have been written by a Tractarian TheLife of Sterling is the favourite book of many who would sooner pickoakum than read Frederick the Great all through whilst the merestudent of _belles lettres_ may attach importance to the essayson Johnson Burns and Scott on Voltaire and Diderot on Goethe andNovalis and yet remain blankly indifferent to Sartor Resartus andThe French RevolutionBut true as this is it is none the less true that excepting possiblythe Life of Schiller Carlyle wrote nothing not clearly recognisableas his All his books are his very ownbone of his bone and flesh ofhis flesh They are not stolen goods nor elegant exhibitions ofrecently and hastily acquired waresThis being so it may be as well if before proceeding any further Iattempt with a scrupulous regard to brevity to state what I take tobe the invariable indications of Mr Carlyles literary handiworkthetokens of his presenceThomas Carlyle his markFirst of all it may be stated without a shadow of a doubt that heis one of those who would sooner be wrong with Plato than right withAristotle in one word he is a mystic What he says of Novalis maywith equal truth be said of himself He belongs to that class ofpersons who do not recognise the syllogistic method as the chief organfor investigating truth or feel themselves bound at all times to stopshort where its light fails them Many of his,13
+This eBook was produced by Joel Erickson joeloneporpoisecomCharles Franks charlzlvcablemodemcom and Juliet SutherlandPAULATHE WALDENSIANby Eva Lecomte_Adapted and translated from the Spanish Version by W M Strong_PREFACEI Hope and trust that the young people who read this book will have as muchjoy in the reading of it as I have had in its writingPaulas Saviour wishes to be your Saviour too Paula was by no meansperfect but she did love God with all her heart and her neighbor asherselfThis simple country girl young and strong yet so tenderhearted andforgetful of self appears to me sometimes like one of the clear brooks ofmy beloved land pure and fresh slipping noiselessly between floweredbanks of forgetmenots It was by love that she conqueredas we shallseeIf some day you should come to my country do not forget that I would havegreat joy in seeing any of those who have read this book I live in thelittle town of Villar at the bottom of the valley where on every sidethere are hills and mountains as far as the eye can reach To me it is theloveliest country in the world and I am sure that Paula thought so tooAnd so goodbye dear young reader I must not keep you any longer for Iam sure you have a great desire to know about Paula and anyway I supposeyou will have done what I would have done at your age namely read thestory first and left my poor preface to the lastfor which I have alreadypardoned youAnd now may God bless you Paula dear as you walk among these my youngfriends who read about you My prayer is that you may shed over them thesame sweet ray of celestial light that you have already shed over othersEVA LECOMTEVillarPellice FranceTranslators notePaula was originally written in French and translated from thence intoSpanish and the present translator having discovered this literary andspiritual jewel felt that it should be given also to the young people ofthe Englishspeaking world not only that they might know Paula herselfbut that through her they might become more intimately acquainted withPaulas Saviour and accept Him as their own Redeemer and LordW M STRONGCoihueco Chile South America 1940CONTENTSPART ONE1 AN UNEXPECTED LETTER2 MEMORIES3 PAULA ARRIVES4 PAULAS TREASURES5 LOUIS WATCH6 IN THE MIDST OF DARKNESS7 CATALINAS ILLNESS8 THE FIVEFRANC PIECE9 A LITTLE GLIMPSE OF HEAVEN10 IN THE COUNTRY11 THE CAT MOTHER12 A TREASURE RESTORED13 THE SCHOOLTEACHER AND HER BROTHERPART TWO1 SOME YEARS LATER2 THE BRETON3 SAVED4 THE YOUNG SCHOOLMISTRESS5 THE NIGHTSCHOOL6 THE HOUSE OF GOD7 IN HIS PRESENCEPART ONECHAPTER ONEAN UNEXPECTED LETTERClearly engraved on the walls of my memory there still remains a picture ofthe great gray house where I spent my childhood It was originally used formore than a hundred years as the convent of the White Ladies with itsfour long galleries one above the other looking proudly down upon thehumbler dwellings of the village On the side of the house where ran thebroad road from Rouen to Darnetal a high rugged wall surrounded a wideyard guarded at the entrance by two massive doors studded with enormousspikes The naked barrenness of this yard was to say the least forbiddingin the extreme but the fertile fields on the other side of the housespread themselves like a vast and beautiful green carpet dotted here andthere with little villages crowned with church spires and theircorresponding belfries from which on a Sunday morning pealed out thecheerful call to prayer and worship The ancient convent long before ourstory begins had been transformed into a lovely dwelling with an immensegarden on one side edged by a dozen little brick houses that seemed sosmall that they made us children think of certain dollhouses that we usedto see in the Paris magazines They were known locally as the RedCottages A long avenue of ancient elms separated us from these houses ofour neighbors and in front of the cottages stretched a line of stonebenches where in the shade of the great trees the old men of the villageused to sit and recount to us tales of the days when the Conventflourished Some of these stories made us shiver Indeed they had a habitof straying into our dreams at nightThe rest of the land around the Convent had with the passing of the yearsfallen into the hands of the villagers themselves Each one had a smallspace for flowers in front and a vegetable garden behindOf course our own garden covering the whole space in front of the RedCottages was a much more pretentious affair with its deep well itsmanycolored kiosks and its noisy beehives In fact it was in our eyesthe most enchanting corner of the earthI dont remember all the details about the special thing that happened oneday but I know that I shall never forget it to the end of my lifeWe were at tea in the garden Teresa our old servant was walking up anddown in her kitchen She never seemed to have time to sit down to eat Dearold Teresa She always seemed like a mother to me for we had lost our owndear mother when I was still in the cradleMy brother and I had quarrelled over a mere nothing when we were called into tea by our father Of course we did not dare continue our disputeopenly in front of him but we continued our warlike activities by kickingeach other under the tableLouis was ten years old and I was nine As he was older and a boy he ofcourse considered that he had the right to the last word Now kicks hadreplaced words but as we were seated at quite a distance from one anotherwe did not succeed in causing very great damage to each others shinsNotwithstanding this I began to lose patience and in order to end thematter knowing that Louis was not very courageous I leaned my chair asfar inside as I could and let him have one terrific kick At this his facechanged color and my father now disturbed by the extra noise of my kickfinally began to,13
+Produced by Dave Maddock Charlz Franksand the Online Distributed Proofreading TeamAMERICAN PRISONERS OF THE REVOLUTIONBYDANSKE DANDRIDGEDedicationTO THE MEMORY OF MY GRANDFATHERLieutenant Daniel Bedinger of Bedford VirginiaA BOY IN PRISONAS REPRESENTATIVE OF ALL THAT WAS BRAVEST AND MOST HONORABLE IN THELIFE AND CHARACTER OF THE PATRIOTS OF 1776PREFACEThe writer of this book has been interested for many years in thesubject of the sufferings of the American prisoners of theRevolution Finding the information she sought widely scattered shehas for her own use and for that of all students of the subjectgathered all the facts she could obtain within the covers of thisvolume There is little that is original in the compilation Thereader will find that extensive use has been made of such narrativesas that Captain Dring has left us The accounts could have been givenin the compilers own words but they would only thereby have lostin strength The original narratives are all out of print very scarceand hard to obtain and the writer feels justified in reprinting themin this collection for the sake of the general reader interested inthe subject and not able to search for himself through the mass oforiginal material some of which she has only discovered after monthsof research Her work has mainly consisted in abridging these recordscollected from so many different sourcesThe writer desires to express her thanks to the courteous librariansof the Library of Congress and of the War and Navy Departments toDr Langworthy for permission to publish his able and interestingpaper on the subject of the prisons in New York and to many otherswho have helped her in her taskDANSKE DANDRIDGE_December 6th 1910_CONTENTSCHAPTER         PREFACE      I INTRODUCTORY     II THE RIFLEMEN OF THE REVOLUTION    III NAMES OF SOME OF THE PRISONERS OF 1776     IV THE PRISONERS OF NEW YORKJONATHAN GILLETT      V WILLIAM CUNNINGHAM THE PROVOST MARSHAL     VI THE CASE OF JABEZ FITCH    VII THE HOSPITAL DOCTORA TORYS ACCOUNT OF NEW YORK IN    1777ETHAN ALLENS ACCOUNT OF THE PRISONERS   VIII THE ACCOUNT OF ALEXANDER GRAYDON     IX A FOUL PAGE OF ENGLISH HISTORY      X A BOY IN PRISON     XI THE NEWSPAPERS OF THE REVOLUTION    XII THE TRUMBULL PAPERS AND OTHER SOURCES OF INFORMATION   XIII A JOURNAL KEPT IN THE PROVOST    XIV FURTHER TESTIMONY OF CRUELTIES ENDURED BY AMERICAN PRISONERS     XV THE OLD SUGAR HOUSETRINITY CHURCHYARD    XVI CASE OF JOHN BLATCHFORD   XVII BENJAMIN FRANKLIN AND OTHERS ON THE SUBJECT OF AMERICAN   PRISONERS  XVIII THE ADVENTURES OF ANDREW SHERBURNE    XIX MORE ABOUT THE ENGLISH PRISONSMEMOIR OF ELI    BICKFORDCAPTAIN FANNING     XX SOME SOUTHERN NAVAL PRISONERS    XXI EXTRACTS FROM NEWSPAPERSSOME OF THE PRISON SHIPSCASE OF    CAPTAIN BIRDSALL   XXII THE JOURNAL OF DR ELIAS CORNELIUSBRITISH PRISONS IN THE   SOUTH  XXIII A POET ON A PRISON SHIP   XXIV THERE WAS A SHIP    XXV A DESCRIPTION OF THE JERSEY   XXVI THE EXPERIENCE OF EBENEZER FOX  XXVII THE EXPERIENCE OF EBENEZER FOX CONTINUED XXVIII THE CASE OF CHRISTOPHER HAWKINS   XXIX TESTIMONY OF PRISONERS ON BOARD THE JERSEY    XXX RECOLLECTIONS OF ANDREW SHERBURNE   XXXI CAPTAIN ROSWELL PALMER  XXXII THE NARRATIVE OF CAPTAIN ALEXANDER COFFIN XXXIII A WONDERFUL DELIVERANCE  XXXIV THE NARRATIVE OF CAPTAIN DRING   XXXV THE NARRATIVE OF CAPTAIN DRING CONTINUED  XXXVI THE INTERMENT OF THE DEAD XXXVII DAME GRANT AND HER BOATXXXVIII THE SUPPLIES FOR THE PRISONERS  XXXIX FOURTH OF JULY ON THE JERSEY     XL AN ATTEMPT TO ESCAPE    XLI THE MEMORIAL TO GENERAL WASHINGTON   XLII THE EXCHANGE  XLIII THE CARTELCAPTAIN DRINGS NARRATIVE CONTINUED   XLIV CORRESPONDENCE OF WASHINGTON AND OTHERS    XLV GENERAL WASHINGTON AND REAR ADMIRAL DIGBYCOMMISSARIES    SPROAT AND SKINNER   XLVI SOME OF THE PRISONERS ON BOARD THE JERSEY         CONCLUSION   APPENDIX A LIST OF 8000 MEN WHO WERE PRISONERS ON BOARD THE OLD   JERSEY   APPENDIX B THE PRISON SHIP MARTYRS OF THE REVOLUTION AND AN   UNPUBLISHED DIARY OF ONE OF THEM WILLIAM SLADE NEW CANAAN CONN   LATER OF CORNWALL VT   APPENDIX C BIBLIOGRAPHYCHAPTER IINTRODUCTORYIt is with no desire to excite animosity against a people whose bloodis in our veins that we publish this volume of facts about some of theAmericans seamen and soldiers who were so unfortunate as to fallinto the hands of the enemy during the period of the Revolution Wehave concealed nothing of the truth but we have set nothing down inmalice or with undue recriminationIt is for the sake of the martyrs of the prisons themselves that thiswork has been executed It is because we as a people ought to knowwhat was endured what wretchedness what relentless torture evenunto death was nobly borne by the men who perished by thousands inBritish prisons and prison ships of the Revolution it is because weare in danger of forgetting the sacrifice they made of their freshyoung lives in the service of their country because the story hasnever been adequately told that we however unfit we may feelourselves for the task have made an effort to give the people ofAmerica some account of the manner in which these young heroes theflower of the land in the prime of their vigorous manhood met theirterrible fateToo long have they lain in the ditches where they were thrown acartfull at a time like dead dogs by their heartless murderersunknown unwept unhonored and unremembered Who can tell,4
+This book content was graciously contributed by the GutenbergProjektDE That project is reachable at the web sitehttpgutenberg2000deDieses Buch wurde uns freundlicherweise vom Gutenberg ProjektDE zurVerfügung gestellt Das Projekt ist unter der InternetAdressehttpgutenberg2000de erreichbarFriedrich SchillerDer Parasitoder die Kunst sein Glück zu machenEin Lustspiel nach dem Französischen des PicardPersonenNarbonne MinisterMadame Belmont seine MutterCharlotte seine TochterSelicour La Roche und Firmin Subalternen des MinistersKarl Firmin des Letztern Sohn LieutenantMichel Kammerdiener des MinistersRobineau ein junger Bauer Selicours VetterDie Scene ist zu Paris in einem Vorgemach des MinistersErster AufzugErster AuftrittFirmin der Vater und Karl FirminKarl  Welch glücklicher ZufallDenken Sie doch VaterFirmin  Was istsKarl  Ich habe sie wieder gefundenFirmin  WenKarl  Charlotten  Seitdem ich in Paris bin suchte ich sie an allenöffentlichen Plätzen vergebensund das erste Mal daß ich zu Ihnenaufs Bureau komme führt mein Glücksstern sie mir entgegenFirmin  Aber wie dennKarl  Denken Sie doch nur  Dieses herrliche Mädchen das ich zuColmar im Haus ihrer Tante besuchtediese Charlotte die ich liebeund ewig lieben werdesie ist die TochterFirmin  WessenKarl  Ihres Principals des neuen MinistersIch kannte sie immernur unter dem Namen CharlotteFirmin  Sie ist die TochterKarl  Des Herrn von NarbonneFirmin  Und du liebst sie nochKarl  Mehr als jemals mein VaterSie hat mich nicht erkanntglaub ich ich wollte ihr eben meine Verbeugung machen als Sieherein tratenUnd gut daß Sie mich störten  Denn was hätte ichihr sagen können  Meine Verwirrung mußte ihr sichtbar werden undmeine Gefühle verrathenIch beherrsche mich nicht mehr  Seit densechs Monaten daß ich von ihr getrennt bin ist sie mein einzigerGedankesie ist der Inhalt die Seele meiner Gedichteder Beifallden man mir gezollt ihr allein gebührt er denn meine Liebe ist derGott der mich begeistertFirmin  Ein Poet und ein Verliebter überredet sich Vieles wenn erzwanzig Jahre alt istAuch ich habe in deinen Jahren meine Verseund meine Zeit verlorenSchade daß über dem schönen Wahn desLebens beste Hälfte dahin gehtUnd wenn doch nur wenigstens einigeHoffnung bei dieser Liebe wäreAber nach etwas zu streben was manniemals erreichen kannCharlotte Narbonne ist eines reichen undvornehmen Mannes TochterUnser ganzer Reichthum ist meine Stelleund deine LieutenantsgageKarl  Aber ist das nicht ein wenig Ihre eigene Schuld mein VaterVerzeihen Sie  Mit Ihren Fähigkeiten wornach könnten Sie nichtstreben  Wollten Sie Ihren Werth geltend machen Sie wärenvielleicht selbst Minister anstatt sein Commis zu sein und Ihr Sohndürfte ungescheut seine Ansprüche zu Charlotten erhebenFirmin  Dein Vater ist das größte Genie wenn man dich hört  Laßgut sein mein Sohn ich weiß besser was ich werth bin  Ich habeeinige Uebung und bin zu brauchenAber wie viele ganz andere Männerals ich bin bleiben im Dunkeln und sehen sich von unverschämtenGlückspilzen verdrängtNein mein Sohn  Laß uns nicht zu hochhinaus wollenKarl  Aber auch nicht zu wenig auf uns halten  Wie  Sollten Sienicht unendlich mehr werth sein als dieser Selicour IhrVorgesetzterdieser ausgeblasene Hohlkopf der unter dem vorigenMinister Alles machte der sich durch Niederträchtigkeiten in seineGunst einschmeichelte Stellen vergab Pensionen erschlich und derjetzt auch schon bei dem neuen Minister Alles gilt wie ich höreFirmin  Was hast du gegen diesen Selicour  Wird sein Geschäft nichtgethan wie es sein sollKarl  Ja weil Sie ihm helfenSie können nicht leugnen daß Siedrei Viertheile seiner Arbeit verrichtenFirmin  Man muß einander wechselseitig zu Gefallen sein  Verseheich seine Stelle so versieht er auch oft die meinigeKarl  Ganz recht  Darum sollten Sie an seinem Platze stehen und eran dem IhrenFirmin  Ich will keinen Andern aus seinem Platze verdrängen und bingern da wo ich stehe in der DunkelheitKarl  Sie sollten so hoch streben als Sie reichen könnenDaß Sieunter dem vorigen Minister sich in der Entfernung hielten machteIhrer Denkungsart Ehre und ich bewunderte Sie darum nur desto mehrSie fühlten sich zu edel um durch die Gunst erlangen zu wollenwas Ihrem Verdienst gebührte  Aber Narbonne sagt man ist einvortrefflicher Mann der das Verdienst aussucht der das Gute willWarum wollen Sie aus übertriebener Bescheidenheit auch jetzt noch derUnfähigkeit und Intrigue das Feld überlassenFirmin  Deine Leidenschaft verführt dich Selicours Fehler und meinVerdienst zu übertreibenSei es auch daß Selicour für seinmittelmäßiges Talent zu hoch hinaus will er ist redlich und meint esgut  Mag er seine Arbeit thun oder durch einen Andern thun lassenwenn sie nur gethan wirdUnd gesetzt er taugte weniger tauge ichum derentwillen mehr  Wächst mir ein Verdienst zu aus seinemUnwerth  Ich habe mir bisher in meiner Verborgenheit ganz wohlgefallen und nach keinem höhern Ziel gestrebt  Soll ich in meinemAlter meine Gesinnung ändern  Mein Platz sei zu schlecht für michImmerhin  Weit besser als wenn ich zu schlecht für meine StellewäreKarl  Und ich müßte also Charlotten entsagenZweiter AuftrittLa Roche  Beide FirminFirmin  Kommt da nicht La RocheLa Roche niedergeschlagen  Er selbstFirmin  So schwermüthig  Was ist Ihnen begegnetLa Roche  Sie gehen aufs Bureau  Wie glücklich sind SieIchich will den angenehmen Morgen genießen und auf dem Wall promenierenFirmin  La Roche  Was ist das  Sollten Sie nicht mehrLa Roche zuckt die Achseln  Nicht mehrMein Platz ist vergebenSeit gestern hab ich meinen Laufpaß erhaltenKarl  Um GotteswillenLa Roche  Meine Frau weiß noch nichts davon  Lassen Sie sich janichts gegen sie merken  Sie ist krank sie würde den Tod davonhabenKarl  Sorgen Sie nicht  Von uns soll sie nichts erfahrenFirmin  Aber sagen Sie mir La Roche wieLa Roche  Hat man mir das Geringste vorzuwerfen  Ich will michnicht selbst loben aber ich kann ein Register halten meineCorrespondenz führen denk ich so gut als ein Anderer  Ich habekeine Schulden gegen meine Sitten ist nichts zu sagenAuf demBurean bin ich der Erste der kommt und der Letzte der abgeht unddoch verabschiedetFirmin  Wer Sie kennt muß Ihnen das Zeugniß gebenKarl  Aber wer kann Ihnen diesen schlimmen Dienst geleistet habenLa Roche  Wer  Es ist ein Freundschaftsdienst von dem SelicourKarl  Ists möglichLa Roche  Ich hab es von guter HandFirmin  Aber wieLa Roche  Der Selicour ist aus meinem Ort wie Sie wissen,45
+Produced by Suzanne Shell Mary Meehan and PG Distributed Proofreaders                          THE PRICE OF THINGS                             BY ELINOR GLYN                                  1919FOREWORDI wrote this book in Paris in the winter of 191718in the midst ofbombs and raids and death Everyone was keyed up to a strange pitchand only primitive instincts seemed to stand out distinctlyLife appeared brutal and our very fashion of speaking the words weused the way we looked at things was more realisticcoarserthan intimes of peace when civilization can reassert itself again This is whythe story shocks some readers I quite understand that it might do sobut I deem it the duty of writers to make a faithful picture of eachphase of the era they are living in that posterity may be correctlyinformed about things and get the atmosphere of epochsThe story is so to speak rough hewn But it shows the danger ofbreaking laws and interfering with fatewhether the laws be of Godor of ManIt is also a psychological study of the instincts of two women which thestrenuous times brought to the surface Amaryllis with all herbreeding and gentleness reacting to natures call in her fierce fidelityto the father of her childand Harietta becoming in herself theepitome of the ageold prostituteI advise those who are rebuffed by plain words and a ruthless analysisof the result of actions not to read a single pageSignature Elinor GlynTHE PRICE OF THINGSCHAPTER IIf one consciously and deliberately desires happiness on this planesaid the Russian one must have sufficient strength of will to banishall thought The moment that one begins to probe the meaning of thingsone has opened Pandoras box and it may be many lives before onediscovers hope lying at the bottom of itWhat do you mean by thought How can one not think Amaryllis Ardayreslarge grey eyes opened in a puzzled way She was on her honeymoon inParis at a party at the Russian Embassy and until now had acceptedthings and not speculated about them She had lived in the country andwas as good as goldShe was accepting her honeymoon with her accustomed calm although it wasnot causing her any of the thrills which Elsie Goldmore her schoolfriend had assured her she should discover thereinHoneymoons Heavens But perhaps it was because Sir John was dull Helooked dull she thought as he stood there talking to the Ambassador Afine figure of an Englishman butyesdull The Russian on thecontrary was not dull He was huge and ugly and roughhewnhis eyeswere yellowishgreen and slanted upwards and his face was franklyCalmuck But you knew that you were talking to a personalityto one whohad probably a number of unknown possibilities about him tucked awaysomewhereJohn had none of these One could be certain of exactly what he would doon any given occasionand it would always be his duty The Russian wasobserving this charming English bride critically she was such a perfectspecimen of that estimable racewellshaped refined and healthy Chockfull of temperament too he reflectedwhen she should discover herselfTemperament and romance and even passion and there were shrewdness andcommonsense as wellAn agreeable task for a man to undertake her education and he wishedthat he had timeAmaryllis Ardayre asked againHow can one not think I am always thinkingHe smiled indulgentlyOh no you are notyou only imagine that you are You have questionednothingyou do right generally because you have a nice character andhave been well brought up not from any conscious determination to upliftthe soul Yesis it not soShe was startledPerhapsDo you ever ask yourself what things mean What we arewhere we aregoing What is the end of it all Noyou are happy you live from dayto dayand yet you cannot be a very young ego your eyes are toowiseyou have had many incarnations It is merely that in this one lifethe note of awakening has not yet been struck You certainly must haveneeded sleepMany lives You believe in that theoryShe was not accustomed to discuss unorthodox subjects She wasinterestedBut of coursehow else could there be justice We draw the reflex ofevery evil action and of every good one but sometimes not until the nextincarnation that is why the heedless ones cannot grasp the truththeysee no visible result of either good or evilevil in fact seemsgenerally to win if there is a balance either wayWhy are we not allowed memory then so that we might profit byour lessonsWe should in that case improve from selfinterest and not have ourfaults eliminated by suffering We are given no conscious memory ofour last life so we go on fighting for whatever desire still holdsus until its achievement brings such overwhelming pain that thedesire is no moreWhy do you say that for happiness we must banish thoughtthat seemsa paradoxShe was a little disturbedI said if one _consciously_ and deliberately desired happiness one mustbanish thought to bring oneself back to the condition of hundreds ofpeople who are happy many of them are even elementals without souls atall They are permitted happiness so that they may become so attached tothe earth plane that they willingly return and gradually obtain a soulBut no one who is allowed to think is allowed any continued happinessthere would be no progress If so we should remain as brutesThen how cruel of you to suggest to me to think I want to behappyperhaps I do not want to obtain a soulThat was born long agomy words may have awakened it once more but thesleep was not deepAmaryllis Ardayre looked at the crowds passing and repassing in thosestately roomsTell me who is that woman over there she asked The,7
+Produced by Jonathan Ingram Charles Bidwell and Distributed ProofreadersRAMPOLLIBYGEORGE MACDONALDCONTENTSPREFACE TO THE TRANSLATIONSTRANSLATIONS  FROM NOVALIS      SCHILLER      GOETHE      UHLAND      HEINE      VON SALISSEEWIS      CLAUDIUS  FROM THE DUTCH OF GENESTET  FROM THE GERMAN_Author to me unkown_  FROM PETRARCH  MILTONS ITALIAN POEMS  LUTHERS SONGBOOKA YEARS DIARY OF AN OLD SOULPREFACE TO THE TRANSLATIONSI think every man who can should help his people to inherit the earth bybringing into his own of the wealth of other tongues In the flowerpotsof translation I offer these few exotics with no little labour taught toexist I hope to breathe in English air Such labour is to me no lessserious than delightful for to do a mans work in the process ofcarrying over more injury than must be is a serious wrongI have endeavoured first of all to give the spirit of the poetryNext I have sought to retain each individual meaning that goes to formthe matter of a poemThird I have aimed at preserving the peculiar mode the aroma of thepoets style so far as I could do it without offence to the translatingEnglishFourth both rhythm and rime being essential elements of every poem inwhich they are used I have sought to respect them rigorouslyFifth spirit matter and form truly represented the more literal thetranslation the more satisfactory will be the resultAfter all translation is but a continuous effort after the impossibleThere is in it a general difficulty whose root has a thousandramifications the whole affair being but an accommodation ofdifficulties and a perfect translation from one language into another isa thing that cannot be effected One is tempted even to say that in thewhole range of speech there is no such thing as a synonymMuch difficulty arises from the comparative paucity in English of doubleor feminine rimes But I can remember only one case in which yielding toimpossibility I have sacrificed the feminine rime where one thing oranother must go the less valuable must be the victomBut sometimes a whole passage has had to suffer that a specially poeticline might retain its characterWith regard to the _Hymns to the Night_ and the _Spiritual Songs_ ofFriedrich von Hardenberg commonly called Novalis it is desirable tomention that they were written when the shadow of the death of hisbetrothed had begun to thin before the approaching dawn of his own newlife He died in 1801 at the age of twentynine His parents belonged tothe sect called Moravians but he had become a Roman CatholicPerhaps some of Luthers Songs might as well have been omitted but theyare all translated that the Songbook might be a whole Some I cannot tellhow many or which are from the Latin His work is rugged and where anoccasional fault in rime occurs I have reproduced itIn the few poems from the Italian I have found the representation of thefeminine rimes so frequent in that language an impossibility    FROM NOVALISHYMNS TO THE NIGHTSPIRITUAL SONGSA PARABLE From THE DISCIPLES AT SAIS    HYMNS TO THE NIGHTIBefore all the wondrous shows of the widespread space around him whatliving sentient thing loves not the alljoyous light with its coloursits rays and undulations its gentle omnipresence in the form of thewakening Day The giant world of the unresting constellations inhales itas the innermost soul of life and floats dancing in its azure flood thesparkling evertranquil stone the thoughtful imbibing plant and thewild burning multiform beastworld inhales it but more than all thelordly stranger with the meaning eyes the swaying walk and the sweetlyclosed melodious lips Like a king over earthly nature it rouses everyforce to countless transformations binds and unbinds innumerablealliances hangs its heavenly form around every earthly substance Itspresence alone reveals the marvellous splendour of the kingdoms of theworldAside I turn to the holy unspeakable mysterious Night Afar lies theworld sunk in a deep grave waste and lonely is its place In the chordsof the bosom blows a deep sadness I am ready to sink away in drops ofdew and mingle with the ashesThe distances of memory the wishes ofyouth the dreams of childhood the brief joys and vain hopes of a wholelong life arise in gray garments like an evening vapour after thesunset In other regions the light has pitched its joyous tents what ifit should never return to its children who wait for it with the faith ofinnocenceWhat springs up all at once so sweetly boding in my heart and stills thesoft air of sadness Dost thou also take a pleasure in us dusky NightWhat holdest thou under thy mantle that with hidden power affects mysoul Precious balm drips from thy hand out of its bundle of poppies Thouupliftest the heavyladen pinions of the soul Darkly and inexpressiblyare we moved joystartled I see a grave countenance that tender andworshipful inclines toward me and amid manifold entangled locksreveals the youthful loveliness of the Mother How poor and childish athing seems to me now the light how joyous and welcome the departure ofthe dayDidst thou not only therefore because the Night turns away fromthee thy servants strew in the gulfs of space those flashing globes toproclaim in seasons of thy absence thy omnipotence and thy returnMore heavenly than those glittering stars we hold the eternal eyes whichthe Night hath opened within us Farther they see than the palest of thosecountless hosts Needing no aid from the light they penetrate the depthsof a loving soul that fills a loftier region with bliss ineffable Gloryto the queen of the world to the great prophetess of holier worlds tothe fostermother of blissful love she sends thee to me thou tenderlybeloved the gracious sun of the Night Now am I awake for now am I thineand mine Thou hast made me know the Night and brought her to me to be mylife thou hast made of me a man Consume my body,50
+Produced by David Starner Dave Maddock Charles Franksand the Online Distributed Proofreading TeamIllustration_Lafayette Manchester_THE REV T K CHEYNE D LITT D DTHE RECONCILIATION OF RACES AND RELIGIONSBYTHOMAS KELLY CHEYNE D LITT D DFELLOW OF THE BRITISH ACADEMY MEMBER OF THE NAVA VIDHAN LAHORE THEBAHAI COMMUNITY ETC  RUHÌANI PRIEST OF THE PRINCE OF PEACETo my dear wife in whose poems are combined an ardent faith anuniversal charity and a simplicity of style which sometimes remindsme of the poet seer William Blake may she accept and enjoy theoffering and may a like happiness be my lot when the little volumereaches the hands of the ambassador of peacePREFACEThe primary aim of this work is twofold It would fain contribute tothe cause of universal peace and promote the better understanding ofthe various religions which really are but one religion The union ofreligions must necessarily precede the union of races which atpresent is so lamentably incomplete It appears to me that none of themen or women of goodwill is justified in withholding any suggestionswhich may have occurred to him For the crisis both political andreligious is alarmingThe question being ultimately a religious one the author may bepardoned if he devotes most of his space to the most important of itsreligious aspects He leaves it open to students of Christian politicsto make known what is the actual state of things and how this is tobe remedied He has however tried to help the reader by reprintingthe very noble Manifesto of the Society of Friends called forth bythe declaration of war against Germany by England on the fourth day ofAugust 1914In some respects I should have preferred a Manifesto representing thelofty views of the present Head of another Society of FriendstheBahai Fraternity Peace on earth has been the ideal of the BaÌbiÌsand Bahais since the BaÌbs time and Professor E G Browne hasperpetuated Bahaullahs noble declaration of the imminent setting upof the kingdom of God based upon universal peace But there is such athrilling actuality in the Manifesto of the Disciples of George Foxthat I could not help availing myself of Mr Isaac Sharps kindpermission to me to reprint it It is indeed an opportune settingforth of the eternal riches which will commend itself now as neverbefore to those who can say with the Grandfather in Tagores poemI am a jolly pilgrim to the land of losing everything The rulers ofthis world certainly do not cherish this ideal but the imminentreconstruction of international relations will have to be founded uponit if we are not to sink back into the gulf of militarismI have endeavoured to study the various races and religions on theirbest side and not to fetter myself to any individual teacher orparty for out of His fulness have all we received Max Müller washardly right in advising the Brahmists to call themselves Christiansand it is a pity that we so habitually speak of Buddhists andMohammedans I venture to remark that the favourite name of the Bahaisamong themselves is Friends The ordinary name Bahai comes from thedivine name Baha Glory of God so that Abdul Baha means Servantof the Glory of God One remembers the beautiful words of the Latincollect Cui servire regnare estAbdul Baha when in Oxford graciously gave me a new nameFootnote RuhÌani spiritual  Evidently he thought that my workwas not entirely done and would have me be ever looking for help tothe Spirit whose strength is made perfect in weakness Since thenhe has written me a Tablet letter from which I quote the followinglines_O thou my spiritual philosopher_Thy letter was received In reality its contents were eloquent forit was an evidence of thy literary fairness and of thy investigationof Reality There were many Doctors amongst the Jews but they wereall earthly but St Paul became heavenly because he could flyupwards In his own time no one duly recognized him nay rather hespent his days amidst difficulties and contempt Afterwards it becameknown that he was not an earthly bird he was a celestial one he wasnot a natural philosopher but a divine philosopherIt is likewise my hope that in the future the East and the West maybecome conscious that thou wert a divine philosopher and a herald tothe KingdomI have no wish to write my autobiography but may mention here that Isympathize largely with VambÃry a letter from whom to Abdul Bahawill be found farther on though I should express my own adhesion tothe Bahai leader in more glowing terms Wishing to get nearer to ahumancatholic religion I have sought the privilege of simultaneousmembership of several brotherhoods of Friends of God It is my wish toshow that both these and other homes of spiritual life are whenstudied from the inside essentially one and that religionsnecessarily issue in racial and worldwide unityRUHÌANIOXFORD _August_ 1914CONTENTS     PREFACE     INTRODUCTION  I THE JEWELS OF THE FAITHS II BIOGRAPHICAL AND HISTORICALIII BIOGRAPHICAL AND HISTORICAL continued IV BIOGRAPHICAL AND HISTORICAL AMBASSADOR TO HUMANITY  V A SERIES OF ILLUSTRATIVE STUDIES BEARING ON COMPARATIVE RELIGION     BAHAI BIBLIOGRAPHYINTRODUCTIONTO MEN AND WOMEN OF GOODWILL IN THE BRITISH EMPIRE_A Message reprinted by permission from the Religious Society ofFriends_We find ourselves today in the midst of what may prove to be thefiercest conflict in the history of the human race Whatever may beour view of the processes which have led to its inception we have nowto face the fact that war is proceeding upon a terrific scale and thatour own country is involved in itWe recognize that our Government has made most strenuous efforts topreserve peace and has entered into the war under a grave sense ofduty to a smaller State towards which we had moral and treatyobligations While as a Society we stand firmly to the belief thatthe method of force is no solution of any question we hold that thepresent moment is not one for criticism but for devoted service toour nationWhat is to be the attitude of Christian men and women and of all whobelieve in the brotherhood,50
+Etext prepared by Ted Garvin Tonya Allen Charles Franks and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading TeamREVOLUTIONARY HEROES AND OTHER HISTORICAL PAPERS           HISTORICAL CLASSIC READINGSNo 10                             BY                        JAMES PARTON                          AUTHOR OF   LIFE OF HORACE GREELEY LIFE OF ANDREW JACKSON LIFE AND            TIMES OF BENJAMIN FRANKLIN ETC ETC       GEN JOSEPH WARREN            SIGNING THE DECLARATION OF       CAPT NATHAN HALE                 INDEPENDENCE       GEN WASHINGTONS SPIES      ROBERT MORRIS       VALLEY FORGE                 JOHN JAY       JOHN ADAMS                   FISHER AMES                      THE PINCKNEYSINTRODUCTIONJames Parton was born in Canterbury England February 9 1822 Whenfive years old he was brought to America and given an education in theschools of New York City and at White Plains N Y Subsequently heengaged in teaching in Philadelphia and New York City and for threeyears was a contributor to the _Home Journal_ Since that time hehas devoted his life to literary labors contributing many articles toperiodicals and publishing books on biographical subjects Whileemployed on the _Home Journal_ it occurred to him that aninteresting story could be made out of the life of Horace Greeley andhe mentioned the idea to a New York publisher Receiving the neededencouragement Mr Parton set about collecting material from Greeleysformer neighbors in Vermont and New Hampshire and in 1855 produced theLife of Horace Greeley which he afterwards extended and completed in1885 This venture was so profitable that he was encouraged to devotehimself to authorship In 1856 he brought out a collection of HumorousPoetry of the English Language from Chaucer to Saxe Following thisappeared in 1857 the Life of Aaron Burr prepared from originalsources and intended to redeem Burrs reputation from the charges thatattached to his memory In writing the Life of Andrew Jackson he alsohad access to original and unpublished documents This work waspublished in three volumes in 185960 Other works of later publicationare General Butler in New Orleans 1863 and 1882 Life and Times ofBenjamin Franklin 1864 How New York is Governed 1866 FamousAmericans of Recent Times containing Sketches of Henry Clay DanielWebster John C Calhoun John Randolph and others 1867 ThePeoples Book of Biography containing eighty short lives 1868Smoking and Drinking an essay on the evils of those practicesreprinted from the _Atlantic Monthly_ 1869 a pamphlet entitledThe Danish Islands Are We Bound to Pay for Them 1869 Topics ofthe Time a collection of magazine articles most of them treating ofadministrative abuses at Washington 1871 Triumphs of EnterpriseIngenuity and Public Spirit 1871 The Words of Washington 1872Fanny Fern a memorial volume 1873 Life of Thomas Jefferson ThirdPresident of the United States 1874 Taxation of Church Property1874 La Parnasse Français a Book of French Poetry from AD 1850 tothe Present Time 1877 Caricature and other Comic Art in All Timesand Many Lands 1877 A Life of Voltaire which was the fruit ofseveral years labor 1881 Noted Women of Europe and America 1883and Captains of Industry or Men of Business who did something besidesMaking Money a Book for Young Americans In addition to his writingMr Parton has proved a very successful lecturer on literary andpolitical topicsIn January 1856 Mr Parton married Sara Payson Willis a sister of thepoet N P Willis and herself famous as Fanny Fern the name of herpen He made New York City his home until 1875 three years after thedeath of his wife when he went to Newburyport where he now lives_The London Athenæum_ well characterizes Mr Parton as apainstaking honest and courageous historian ardent with patriotismbut unprejudiced a writer in short of whom the people of the UnitedStates have reason to be proudThe contents of this book have been selected from among the great numbercontributed from time to time by Mr Parton and are considered asparticularly valuable and interesting readingREVOLUTIONARY HEROESGENERAL JOSEPH WARRENA fiery vehement daring spirit was this Joseph Warren who was a doctorthirteen years a majorgeneral three days and a soldier three hoursIn that part of Boston which is called Roxbury there is a modern houseof stone on the front of which a passerby may read the followinginscriptionOn this spot stood the house erected in 1720 by Joseph Warren ofBoston remarkable for being the birthplace of General Joseph Warrenhis grandson who was killed at the battle of Bunker Hill June 171775There is another inscription on the house which reads thusJohn Warren a distinguished Physician and Anatomist was also bornhere The original mansion being in ruins this house was built by JohnC Warren MD in 1846 son of the lastnamed as a permanent memorialof the spotI am afraid the builder of this new house _poetized_ a little whenhe styled the original edifice a mansion It was a plain roomysubstantial farmhouse about the centre of the little village ofRoxbury and the father of Warren who occupied it was an industriousenterprising intelligent farmer who raised superior fruits andvegetables for the Boston market Warrens father was a,9
+Produced by Charles Aldarondo Keren Vergon Charles Bidwelland PG Distributed ProofreadersTHE WORKS OF EUGENE FIELDVol IXTHE WRITINGS IN PROSE AND VERSE OF EUGENE FIELD    SONGS AND OTHER VERSEINTRODUCTIONIt is about impossible for a man to get rid of his Puritan grandfathersand nobody who has ever had one has ever escaped his Puritan grandmotherso said Eugene Field to me one sweet April day when we talked together ofthe things of the spirit It is one of his own confessions that he wasfond of clergymen Most preachers are supposed to be helplessly tied upwith such a set of limitations that there are but a few jokes which theymay tolerate and a small number of delights into which they may enterDoubtless many a cheerful soul likes to meet such of the clergy in orderthat the worldling may feel the contrast of liberty with bondage anddemonstrate by bombardment of wit and humor how intellectually thin arethe walls against which certain forms of skepticism and fun offend EugeneField did not belong to these He called them a tribe which do unseemlybeset the saints Nobody has ever had a more numerous or loving clientageof friendship among the ministers of this city than the author of TheHoly Cross and The Little Yaller Baby Those of this number who wereclosest to the fullhearted singer know that beneath and within all hisexquisite wit and ludicrous railleryso often directed against theshallow formalist or the unctuous hypocritethere were an aspirationtoward the divine and a desire for what is often slightingly calledreligious conversation as sincere as it was resistless within him Myown first remembrance of him brings back a conversation which ended in aprayer and the last sight I had of him was when he said only four daysbefore his death Well then we will set the day soon and you will comeout and baptize the childrenSome of the most humorous of his letters which have come under theobservation of his clerical friends were addressed to the secretary ofone of them Some little business matters with regard to his readings andthe like had acquainted him with a better kind of handwriting than he hadbeen accustomed to receive from his pastor and noting the finelyappended signature per   Field wrote a most effusivelycomplimentary letter to his ministerial friend congratulating him uponthe fact that emanations from his office or parochial study were nowreadable as far West as Buena Park At length nothing having appeared inwriting by which he might discover that   was a lady of his ownacquaintance she whose valuable services he desired to recognize was madethe recipient of a series of beautifully illuminated and daintily writtenletters all of them quaintly begun continued and ended inecclesiastical terminology most of them having to do with affairs inwhich the two gentlemen only were primarily interested the larger numberof them addressed in English to Brother  in care of the ministerand yet others directed in LatinAd Fratrem    In curam Sanctissimi patris  doctoris divinitatis    Apud Institutionem Armouriensem          CHICAGO              ILLINOISAb Eugenic Agro peccatore misereEven the mailcarrier appeared to know what fragrant humor escaped fromthe envelopeHere is a specimen inclosureBROTHER  I am to read some of my things before the senior class ofthe Chicago University next Monday evening As there is undoubtedly moreor less jealousy between the presidents of the two south side institutionsof learning I take it upon myself to invite the lord bishop ofArmourville our holy père to be present on that occasion in hispontifical robes and followed by all the dignitaries of his see includingyourself The processional will occur at 8 oclock sharp and therecessional circa 930 Pax vobiscum Salute the holy Father with a kissand believe me dear brotherYour fellow lamb in the old AdamEUGENIO AGROA Lamb SEALThe First Wednesday after Pay daySeptember 11 1895On an occasion of this ladys visit to the Southwest where Fieldsfancied association of cowboys and miners was formed she was fortunateenough to obtain for the decoration of his library the ratherextraordinary Indian blanket which often appears in the sketches of hisloved workshop and for the decoration of himself a very fine necktie madeof the skin of a diamondback rattlesnake Some other friend had given hisboys a vociferant burro After the presentation was made though for twoyears he had met her socially and at the pastors office he wrote to thesecretary in acknowledgment as followsDEAR BROTHER  I thank you most heartily for the handsome specimens ofheathen manufacture which you brought with you for me out of the land ofNod Mrs Field is quite charmedwith the blanket but I think I preferthe necktie the Old Adam predominates in me and this pelt of the serpentappeals with peculiar force to my appreciation of the vicious and thesinful Nearly every morning I don that necktie and go out and twist thesupersensitive tail of our intelligent imported burro until the profanebeast burthens the air with his ribald protests I shall ask the holyfatherPere  to bring you with him when he comes again to pay aparochial visit to my house I have a fair and gracious daughter intowhose companionship I would fain bring so circumspect and diligent a youngman as the holy father represents you to be Therefore without fear ortrembling accompany that saintly man whensoever he says the word Therebyyou shall further make me your debtor I send you every assurance ofcordial regard and I beg you to salute the holy father for me with akiss and may peace be unto his house and unto all that dwell thereinAlways faithfully yoursEUGENE FIELDCHICAGO MAY 26 1892He became acquainted with the leading ladies of the Aid Society of thePlymouth Church and was thoroughly interested in their work Partly inorder to say Goodbye before his leaving for California in 1893 andpartly no doubt that he might continue this humorous correspondence ashe did he hunted up an old number of Petersons Magazine,3
+Produced by Eric Eldred David Kingand the Online Distributed Proofreading TeamTHEPHILOSOPHYOFTHE PLAYS OF SHAKSPEREUNFOLDEDBY DELIA BACONWITHA PREFACEBYNATHANIAL HAWTHORNEAUTHOR OF THE SCARLET LETTER ETC  Aphorisms representing A KNOWLEDGE _broken_ do invite men to     inquire further                                       LORD BACONYou find not the apostophes and so miss the accent                                              LOVES LABOURS LOSTUntie the spellPROSPEROLONDONGROOMBRIDGE AND SONSPATERNOSTER ROW1857AMES PRESSNEW YORKHARVARDUNIVERSITYLIBRARYDEC 6 1972Reprinted from a copy in the collectionof the Harvard College LibraryReprinted from the edition of 1857 LondonFirst AMS EDITION published 1970Manufactured in the United States of AmericaInternational Standard Book Number 0404004431Library of Congress Card Catalog Number 73113547AMS PRESS INCNEW YORK NY 10003TABLE OF CONTENTSPREFACEINTRODUCTIONI The PropositionII The Age of Elizabeth and the Elizabethan Men of LettersIII Extracts from the Life of RaleighRaleighs SchoolIV Raleighs School continuedThe New Academy                                   BOOK IThe HISTORICAL KEY to the ELIZABETHAN ART of TRADITION which formedthe FIRST BOOK of this Work as it was originally prepared for thePress is reserved for separate publicationTHE ELIZABETHAN ART OF DELIVERY AND TRADITIONPART IMICHAEL DE MONTAIGNES PRIVATE AND RETIRED ARTSI Ascent from Particulars to the Highest Parts of Sciences by theEnigmatic Method illustratedII Further Illustration of Particular Methods ofTraditionEmbarrassments of Literary StatesmenIII The Possibility of great anonymous Worksor Works publishedunder an _assumed name_conveying under rhetorical Disguises thePrincipal Sciencesresuggested and illustratedPART IITHE BACONIAN RHETORIC OR THE METHOD OF PROGRESSIONI THE BEGINNERSParticular Methods of Tradition   The Double Method of Illustration and ConcealmentII INDEX to the Illustrated and Concealed Tradition of    the Principal and Supreme SciencesTHE SCIENCE OF    POLICYIII THE SCIENCE OF MORALITY Section I The Exemplar of GoodIV  THE SCIENCE OF MORALITY Section II The Husbandry thereunto                                       or the Cure and Culture of                                          the MindAPPLICATIONV   THE SCIENCE OF MORALITYALTERATIONVI Method of Convoying the Wisdom of the Moderns                                   BOOK IIELIZABETHAN SECRETS OF MORALITY AND POLICY OR THE FABLES OF THENEW LEARNINGINTRODUCTORYI The DesignII The Missing Books of the Great Instauration or Philosophy     itselfPART ILEARS PHILOSOPHEROR THE LAW OF THE SPECIAL AND RESPECTIVE DUTIES DEFINED ANDILLUSTRATED IN TABLES OF PRESENCE AND ABSENCEI Philosophy in the PalaceII Unaccommodated ManIII The King and the BeggarIV The Use of EyesV The Statesmans NoteBookand the PlayPART IIJULIUS CAESAR AND CORIOLANUSTHE SCIENTIFIC CURE OF THE COMMONWEALORTHE COMMON DUTY OF EVERY MAN AS A MAN OR MEMBER OF A STATE DEFINEDAND ILLUSTRATED IN NEGATIVE INSTANCES AND INSTANCES OF PRESENCEJULIUS CAESAROR THE EMPIRICAL TREATMENT IN DISEASES OF THE COMMONWEAL EXAMINEDI The Death of Tyranny or the Question of the PrerogativeII Caesars SpiritCORIOLANUSTHE QUESTION OF THE CONSULSHIP OR THE SCIENTIFIC CURE OF THECOMMONWEAL PROPOUNDEDI    The Elizabethan HeroismII   Criticism of the Martial GovernmentIII  Insurrections ArguingIV   Political RetrospectV    The Popular ElectionVI   The Scientific Method in PoliticsVII  Volumnia and her BoyVIII Metaphysical AidIX   The CurePlan of InnovationNew DefinitionsX    The CurePlan of InnovationNew ConstructionsXI   The CurePlan of InnovationThe InitiativeXII  The Ignorant Election revokedA Wrestling InstanceXIII ConclusionPREFACEThis Volume contains the argument drawn from the Plays usuallyattributed to Shakspere in support of a theory which the author of ithas demonstrated by historical evidences in another work Having neverread this historical demonstration which remains still in manuscriptwith the exception of a preliminary chapter published long ago in anAmerican periodical I deem it necessary to cite the authors ownaccount of itThe Historical Part of this work which was originally the principalpart and designed to furnish the historical key to the greatElizabethan writings though now for a long time completed and readyfor the press and though repeated reference is made to it in thisvolume is for the most part omitted here It contains a true andbefore unwritten history and it will yet perhaps be published as itstands but the vivid and accumulating historic detail with whichmore recent research tends to enrich the earlier statement anddisclosures which no invention could anticipate are waiting now to besubjoined to itThe INTERNAL EVIDENCE of the assumptions made at the outset is thatwhich is chiefly relied on in the work now first presented on thissubject to the public The demonstration will be found complete onthat ground and on that ground alone the author is willing anddeliberately prefers for the present to rest itExternal evidence of course will not be wanting there will beenough and to spare if the demonstration here be correct But theauthor of the discovery was not willing to rob the world of this greatquestion but wished rather to share with it the benefit which thetrue solution of the Problem offersthe solution prescribed by thosewho propounded it to the future It seemed better to save to,56
+Produced by Distributed ProofreadersïSELECTIONS FROM POEEdited with Biographical and Critical Introduction and NotesBYJ MONTGOMERY GAMBRILLHead of the Department of History and CivicsBaltimore Polytechnic InstituteINSCRIBED TO THE POE AND LOWELL LITERARY SOCIETIES OF THEBALTIMORE POLYTECHNIC INSTITUTEIllustration EDGAR ALLAN POE After an engraving by ColePREFACEEdgar Allan Poe has been the subject of so much controversy that he isthe one American writer whom highschool pupils not to mentionteachers are likely to approach with readymade prejudices It isimpossible to treat such a subject in quite the ordinarymatterofcourse way Furthermore his writings are so highlysubjective and so intimately connected with his strongly heldcritical theories as to need somewhat careful and extended studyThese facts make it very difficult to treat either the man or his artas simply as is desirable in a secondary textbook  Consequently theIntroduction is longer and less simple than the editor would desirefor the usual text It is believed however that the teacher can takeup this Introduction with the pupil in such a way as to make ithelpful significant and interestingThe text of the following poems and tales is that of theStedmanWoodberry edition described in the Bibliography p xxx andthe selections are reprinted by permission of the publishers Duffield Company this text is followed exactly except for a very few changesin punctuation not more than five or six in all My obligations toother works are too numerous to mention all the publications includedin the Bibliography besides a number of others have been examinedbut I especially desire to acknowledge the courtesy of Dr HenryBarton Jacobs of Baltimore who sent me from Paris a copy of ÃmileLauvriÃres interesting and important study Edgar Poe Sa vie et sonoeuvre Ãtude de psychologie pathologique  To my wife I am indebtedfor valuable assistance in the tedious work of reading proofs andverifying the textCONTENTS  PREFACE  INTRODUCTION  BIBLIOGRAPHY  POEMS    SONG    SPIRITS OF THE DEAD    TO     ROMANCE    TO THE RIVER    TO SCIENCE    TO HELEN    ISRAFEL    THE CITY IN THE SEA    THE SLEEPER    LENORE    THE VALLEY OF UNREST    THE COLISEUM    HYMN    TO ONE IN PARADISE    TO F    TO FS S OD    TO ZANTE    BRIDAL BALLAD    SILENCE    THE CONQUEROR WORM    DREAMLAND    THE RAVEN    EULALIE    TO ML S    ULALUME    TO      AN ENIGMA    TO HELEN    A VALENTINE    FOR ANNIE    THE BELLS    ANNABEL LEE    TO MY MOTHER    ELDORADO    THE HAUNTED PALACE  TALES    THE FALL OF THE HOUSE OF USHER    WILLIAM WILSON    A DESCENT INTO THE MAELSTRÃM    THE MASQUE OF THE RED DEATH    THE GOLDBUG    THE PURLOINED LETTER  NOTESINTRODUCTIONEDGAR ALLAN POE HIS LIFE CHARACTER AND ARTEdgar Allan Poe is in many respects the most fascinating figure inAmerican literature His life touched by the extremes of fortune wason the whole more unhappy than that of any other of our prominent menof letters His character was strangely complex and was the subjectof misunderstanding during his life and of heated dispute after hisdeath his writings were long neglected or disparaged at home whileaccepted abroad as our greatest literary achievement Now after morethan half a century has elapsed since his death careful biographershave furnished a tolerably full account of the real facts about hislife a fairly accurate idea of his character is winning generalacceptance and the name of Edgar Allan Poe has been conceded a placeamong the two or three greatest in our literatureLIFE AND CHARACTERIn December 1811 a wellknown actress of the time died in Richmondleaving destitute three little children the eldest but four years ofage This mother who was Elizabeth Arnold Poe daughter of anEnglish actress had suffered from ill health for several years andhad long found the struggle for existence difficult Her husbandDavid Poe probably died before her he was a son of General DavidPoe a Revolutionary veteran of Baltimore and had left his home andlaw books for the stage several years before his marriage The secondof the three children born January 19 1809 in Boston where hisparents happened to be playing at the time was Edgar Poe the futurepoet and storywriter The little Edgar was adopted by the wife ofMr John Allan a welltodo Scotch merchant of the city who laterbecame wealthy and the boy was thereafter known as Edgar AllanPoe He was a beautiful and precocious child who at six years of agecould read draw dance and declaim the best poetry with fine effectand appreciation report says also that he had been taught to standon a chair and pledge Mr Allans guests in a glass of wine withroguish graceIn 1815 Mr Allan went to England where he remained five years Edgarwas placed in an old English school in the suburbs of London amonghistoric literary and antiquarian associations and possibly wastaken to the Continent by his foster parents at vacation seasons TheEnglish residence and the sea voyages left deep impressions on theboys sensitive nature Returning to Richmond he was prepared in goodschools for the University of Virginia which he entered at the age ofseventeen pursuing studies in ancient and modern languages andliteratures During this youthful period he was already developing astriking and peculiar personality He was brilliant if notindustrious as a student leaving the University with highest honorsin Latin and French he was quick and nervous in his movements andgreatly excelled in athletics especially in swimming in characterhe was reserved solitary sensitive and given to lonely reverieSome of his aristocratic playmates,3
+Produced by Juliet Sutherland Tonya Allenand the Online Distributed Proofreading TeamSTEAM STEEL AND ELECTRICITYByJAMES W STEELECONTENTSTHE STORY OF STEAM    What Steam isSteam in NatureThe Engine in its earlier    formsGradual explosionThe Hero engineThe Templedoor    machineIdeas of the Middle AgesBeginnings of the modern    engineBrancas engineSaverys engineThe Papin engine    using cylinder and pistonWatts improvements upon the    Newcomen ideaThe crank movementThe first use of steam    expansivelyThe GovernorFirst engine by an American    InventorIts effect upon progress in the United    StatesSimplicity and cheapness of the modern engineActual    construction of the modern engineValves piston etc with    diagramsTHE AGE OF STEEL    The various Ages in civilizationAncient knowledge of the    metalsThe invention and use of BronzeWhat Steel isThe    Lost ArtsMetallurgy and chemistryOriental SteelModern    definition of SteelInvention of Cast SteelFirst ironore    discoveries in AmericaFirst American IronworksEarly    methods without steamFirst American castingEffect of iron    industry upon independenceWaterpowerThe triphammerThe    steamhammer of NasmythMachinetools and their    effectsFirst rollingmillProduct of the iron industry in    184050The modern nail and how it cameEffect of iron upon    architectureThe SkyScraperGas as fuel in iron    manufacturesThe Steel of the presentThe invention of    KelleyThe Bessemer processThe ConverterPresent    product of SteelThe SteelmillTHE STORY OF ELECTRICITY    The oldest and the youngest of the sciencesOrigin of the    nameAncient ideas of ElectricityLater experimentsCrude    notions and wrong conclusionsFirst Electric    MachineFrictional ElectricityThe Leyden JarExtreme    ideas and FakerismFranklin his new ideas and their    receptionFranklins KiteThe Man FranklinExperiments    after Franklin leading to our present modern usesGalvani and    his discoveryVolta and the first BatteryHow a battery    actsThe laws of Electricity and how they were    discoveredInduction and its discovererThe line at which    modern Electricity beginsMagnetism and ElectricityThe    ElectroMagnetThe Molecular theoryFaraday and his Law of    Magnetic ForceMODERN ELECTRICITY    CHAPTER I The Four great qualities of Electricity which make    its modern uses possibleThe universal wireConductors and    non conductorsElectricity an exception in the ordinary Laws    of NatureA dual nature Positive and NegativeAll    modern uses come under the law of InductionSome of the laws    of this inductionMagnets and MagnetismRelationship between    the twoMagnetic polesPractical explanation of the action    of inductionThe Induction CoilDynamic and Static    ElectricityThe Electric TelegraphFirst attemptsMorse    and his beginningsThe first Telegraph LineVail and the    invention of the dotanddash alphabetThe old instruments and    the newThe final simplicity of the telegraph    CHAPTER II The Ocean CableDifferences between land lines and    cablesThe story of the first cableField and his final    successThe TelephoneEarly attemptsDescription of Bells    inventionThe TelautographEarly attempts and the idea upon    which they were basedDescription of Grays inventionHow a    Telautograph may be made mechanically    CHAPTER III The Electric LightCauses of heat and light in    the conductor of a currentThe first Electric LightThe Arc    Light and how constructedThe IncandescentThe    DynamoDate of the inventionSuccessive stepsFaraday the    discoverer of its principlePixüs    machinePacinattiWildeSiemens and WheatstoneThe    MotorHow the Dynamo and Motor came to be coupledReview of    first attemptsKidders batteryPages machineElectric    RailroadsElectrolysisGeneral factsElectrical    MeasurementsDeath CurrentInstruments of    MeasurementElectricity as an IndustryMedical    ElectricityIncomplete possibilitiesWhat the Storage    Battery is    CHAPTER IV Electrical Invention in the United StatesReview    of the careers of Franklin Morse Field Edison and    othersSome of the surprising applications of    ElectricityThe RangeFinderCooking and heating by    ElectricityTHE STORY OF STEAMThat which was utterly unknown to the most splendid civilizations of thepast is in our time the chief power of civilization daily engaged inmaking that history of a new era that is yet to be written in words Ithas been demonstrated long since that mens lives are to be influencednot by theory or belief or argument and reason so much as by thatcourse of daily life which is not attempted to be governed by argumentand reason but by great physical facts like steam electricity andmachinery in their present applicationsThe greatest of these facts of the present civilization are expressed inthe phrase Steam and Steel The theme is stupendous Only the mostprominent of its facts can be given in small space and those only inoutline The subject is also old yet to every boy it must be toldagain and the most ordinary intelligence must have some desire to knowthe secrets if such they are of that which is unquestionably thegreatest force that ever yielded to the audacity of humanity It is nowof little avail to know that all the records that men revere all thegreat epics of the world were written in the absence of thecharacteristic forces of modern life A thousand generations had livedand died an immense volume of history had been enacted the heroes ofall the ages and almost those of our own time had fulfilled theirdestinies and passed away before it came about that a mere physicalfact should fill a larger place in our lives than all examples and thatthe evanescent vapor which we call steam should change daily andeffectively the courses and modes of human action and erect life uponanother planeIt may seem not a little absurd to inquire now,0
+Produced by Karl Hagen Juliet Sutherland Charles Franksand the Online Distributed Proofreading TeamTHE STUDY OF WORDSON THE STUDY OF WORDSBYRICHARD CHENEVIX TRENCH DDARCHBISHOPLanguage is the armoury of the human mind and at once contains thetrophies of its past and the weapons of its future conquestsCOLERIDGEOut idle words servants to shallow foolsSHAKESPEARETWENTIETH EDITION revised byTHE REV A L MAYHEWJoint Author of The Concise Middle English DictionaryPREFACE TO THE TWENTIETH EDITIONIn all essential points this edition of The Study of Words is the samebook as the last edition The aim of the editor has been to alter aslittle of Archbishop Trenchs work as possible In the arrangement ofthe book in the order of the chapters and paragraphs in the style inthe general presentation of the matter no change has been made On theother hand the work has been thoroughly revised and corrected A greatdeal of thought and labour has of late been bestowed on Englishphilology and there has been a great advance in the knowledge of thelaws regulating the development of the sounds of English words and theresult has been that many a derivation once generally accepted has hadto be given up as phonetically impossible An attempt has been made topurge the book of all erroneous etymologies and to correct in the textsmall matters of detail There have also been added some footnotes inwhich difficult points are discussed and where reference is given torecent authorities All editorial additions whether in the text or inthe notes are enclosed in square brackets It is hoped that the bookas it now stands does not contain in its etymological details anythinginconsistent with the latest discoveries of English scholarsA L MAYHEWWADHAM COLLEGE OXFORD _August_ 1888PREFACE TO THE FIRST EDITIONThese lectures will not I trust be found anywhere to have left out ofsight seriously or for long the peculiar needs of those for whom theywere originally intended and to whom they were primarily addressed Iam conscious indeed here and there of a certain departure from myfirst intention having been in part seduced to this by a circumstancewhich I had not in the least contemplated when I obtained permission todeliver them by finding namely that I should have other hearersbesides the pupils of the TrainingSchool Some matter adapted forthose rather than for these I was thus led to introducewhichafterwards I was unwilling in preparing for the press to remove onthe contrary adding to it rather in the hope of obtaining thus asomewhat wider circle of readers than I could have hoped had I morerigidly restricted myself in the choice of my materials Yet I shouldgreatly regret to have admitted so much of this as should deprive theselectures of their fitness for those whose profit in writing and inpublishing I had mainly in view namely schoolmasters and thosepreparing to be suchHad I known any book entering with any fulness and in a popular mannerinto the subjectmatter of these pages and making it its exclusivetheme I might still have delivered these lectures but should scarcelyhave sought for them a wider audience than their first gladly leavingthe matter in their hands whose studies in language had been fullerand riper than my own But abundant and ready to hand as are thematerials for such a book I did not while yet it seems to me that thesubject is one to which it is beyond measure desirable that theirattention who are teaching or shall have hereafter to teach othersshould be directed so that they shall learn to regard language as oneof the chiefest organs of their own education and that of others For Iam persuaded that I have used no exaggeration in saying that for manya young man his first discovery that words are living powers has beenlike the dropping of scales from his eyes like the acquiring ofanother sense or the introduction into a new worldwhile yet allthis may be indefinitely deferred may indeed never find place at allunless there is some one at hand to help for him and to hasten theprocess and he who so does will ever after be esteemed by him as oneof his very foremost benefactors Whatever may be Horne Tookesshortcomings and they are great whether in details of etymology orin the philosophy of grammar or in matters more serious still yetwith all this what an epoch in many a students intellectual life hasbeen his first acquaintance with _The Diversions of Purley_ And theywere not among the least of the obligations which the young men of ourtime owed to Coleridge that he so often himself weighed words in thebalances and so earnestly pressed upon all with whom his voice wentfor anything the profit which they would find in so doing Nor withthe certainty that I am anticipating much in my little volume can Irefrain from quoting some words which were not present with me duringits composition although I must have been familiar with them long agowords which express excellently well why it is that these studiesprofit so much and which will also explain the motives which inducedme to add my little contribution to their furtheranceA language will often be wiser not merely than the vulgar but eventhan the wisest of those who speak it Being like amber in its efficacyto circulate the electric spirit of truth it is also like amber inembalming and preserving the relics of ancient wisdom although one isnot seldom puzzled to decipher its contents Sometimes it locks uptruths which were once well known but which in the course of ageshave passed out of sight and been forgotten In other cases it holdsthe germs of truths of which though they were never plainly discernedthe genius of its framers caught a glimpse in a happy moment ofdivination A meditative man cannot refrain from wonder when he digsdown to the deep thought lying at the root of many a metaphorical termemployed for the designation of spiritual things even of those withregard to which professing philosophers have blundered grossly andoften it would seem as though rays of truth which were still below theintellectual horizon had dawned upon the,9
+Produced by Jonathan Ingram Sheila Vogtmannand PG Distributed ProofreadersTALES AND NOVELS VOL IIIBELINDABYMARIA EDGEWORTHIN TEN VOLUMES WITH ENGRAVINGS ON STEEL1857CONTENTSI CharactersII MasksIII Lady Delacours HistoryIV The same continuedV Birthday DressesVI Ways and MeansVII The Serpentine RiverVIII A Family PartyIX AdviceX The Mysterious BoudoirXI DifficultiesXII The MacawXIII Sortes VirgilianaeXIV The ExhibitionXV JealousyXVI Domestic HappinessXVII Rights of WomanXVIII A DeclarationXIX A WeddingXX ReconciliationXXI HelenaXXII A SpectreXXIII The ChaplainXXIV Peu à peuXXV Love me love my dogXXVI VirginiaXXVII A DiscoveryXXVIII E OXXIX A JewXXX NewsXXXI The DènouementBELINDACHAPTER ICHARACTERSMrs Stanhope a wellbred woman accomplished in that branch of knowledgewhich is called the art of rising in the world had with but a smallfortune contrived to live in the highest company She prided herself uponhaving established half a dozen nieces most happily that is to say uponhaving married them to men of fortunes far superior to their own Oneniece still remained unmarriedBelinda Portman of whom she wasdetermined to get rid with all convenient expedition Belinda washandsome graceful sprightly and highly accomplished her aunt hadendeavoured to teach her that a young ladys chief business is to pleasein society that all her charms and accomplishments should be invariablysubservient to one grand objectthe establishing herself in the world    For this hands lips and eyes were put to school    And each instructed feature had its ruleMrs Stanhope did not find Belinda such a docile pupil as her othernieces for she had been educated chiefly in the country she had earlybeen inspired with a taste for domestic pleasures she was fond ofreading and disposed to conduct herself with prudence and integrity Hercharacter however was yet to be developed by circumstancesMrs Stanhope lived at Bath where she had opportunities of showing herniece off as she thought to advantage but as her health began todecline she could not go out with her as much as she wished Aftermanoeuvring with more than her usual art she succeeded in fasteningBelinda upon the fashionable Lady Delacour for the season Her ladyshipwas so much pleased by Miss Portmans accomplishments and vivacity as toinvite her to spend the winter with her in London Soon after her arrivalin town Belinda received the following letter from her aunt StanhopeCrescent BathAfter searching every place I could think of Anne found your bracelet inyour dressingtable amongst a heap of odd things which you left behindyou to be thrown away I have sent it to you by a young gentleman whocame to Bath unluckily the very day you left meMr Clarence Herveyanacquaintance and great admirer of my Lady Delacour He is really anuncommonly pleasant young man is highly connected and has a fineindependent fortune Besides he is a man of wit and gallantry quite aconnoisseur in female grace and beautyjust the man to bring a new faceinto fashion so my dear Belinda I make it a pointlook well when he isintroduced to you and remember what I have so often told you thatnobody _can_ look well without taking some pains to pleaseI seeor at least when I went out more than my health will at presentpermitI used to see multitudes of silly girls seemingly all cut outupon the same pattern who frequented public places day after day andyear after year without any idea farther than that of divertingthemselves or of obtaining transient admiration How I have pitied anddespised the giddy creatures whilst I have observed them playing offtheir unmeaning airs vying with one another in the most _obvious_ andconsequently the most ridiculous manner so as to expose themselves beforethe very men they would attract chattering tittering and flirting fullof the present moment never reflecting upon the future quite satisfiedif they got a partner at a hall without ever thinking of a partner forlife I have often asked myself what is to become of such girls when theygrow old or ugly or when the public eye grows tired of them If they havelarge fortunes it is all very well they can afford to divert themselvesfor a season or two without doubt they are sure to be sought after andfollowed not by mere danglers but by men of suitable views andpretensions but nothing to my mind can be more miserable than thesituation of a poor girl who after spending not only the interest butthe solid capital of her small fortune in dress and frivolousextravagance fails in her matrimonial expectations as many do merelyfrom not beginning to speculate in time She finds herself at five orsixandthirty a burden to her friends destitute of the means ofrendering herself independent for the girls I speak of never think of_learning_ to play cards _de trop_ in society yet obliged to hang uponall her acquaintance who wish her in heaven because she is unqualifiedto make the _expected_ return for civilities having no home I mean noestablishment no house c fit for the reception of company of a certainrankMy dearest Belinda may this never be your caseYou have everypossible advantage my love no pains have been spared in your educationand which is the essential point I have taken care that this should beknownso that you have _the name_ of being perfectly accomplished Youwill also have the name of being very fashionable if you go much intopublic as doubtless you will with Lady DelacourYour own good sensemust make you aware my dear that from her ladyships situation andknowledge of the world it will always be proper upon all subjects ofconversation for her to lead and you to follow it would be very unfitfor a young girl like you to suffer yourself to stand in competition withLady Delacour whose high pretensions to wit and beauty are_indisputable_ I need say no more to you upon this subject my dear Evenwith your limited experience you must have observed how foolish youngpeople offend those who are the most necessary to their interests by animprudent indulgence of their vanityLady Delacour has an incomparable taste in dress consult her my dearand do not by an illjudged economy counteract my viewsapropos I haveno objection to your being presented at court You will,0
+Produced by Jonathan Ingram Tapio Riikonenand PG Distributed ProofreadersTALES AND NOVELS VOL IVCONTAININGCASTLE RACKRENT AN ESSAY ON IRISH BULLS AN ESSAY ON THE NOBLE SCIENCEOF SELFJUSTIFICATION ENNUI AND THE DUNBYMARIA EDGEWORTHIN TEN VOLUMES WITH ENGRAVINGS ON STEEL1857    A prudence undeceiving undeceived    That nor too little nor too much believed    That scornd unjust suspicions coward fear    And without weakness knew to be sincere                 _Lord Lytteltons Monody on his Wife_PREFACEThe prevailing taste of the public for anecdote has been censured andridiculed by critics who aspire to the character of superior wisdom butif we consider it in a proper point of view this taste is anincontestable proof of the good sense and profoundly philosophic temperof the present times Of the numbers who study or at least who readhistory how few derive any advantage from their labours The heroes ofhistory are so decked out by the fine fancy of the professed historianthey talk in such measured prose and act from such sublime or suchdiabolical motives that few have sufficient taste wickedness orheroism to sympathize in their fate Besides there is much uncertaintyeven in the best authenticated ancient or modern histories and thatlove of truth which in some minds is innate and immutable necessarilyleads to a love of secret memoirs and private anecdotes We cannot judgeeither of the feelings or of the characters of men with perfectaccuracy from their actions or their appearance in public it is fromtheir careless conversations their halffinished sentences that we mayhope with the greatest probability of success to discover their realcharacters The life of a great or of a little man written by himselfthe familiar letters the diary of any individual published by hisfriends or by his enemies after his decease are esteemed importantliterary curiosities We are surely justified in this eager desire tocollect the most minute facts relative to the domestic lives not onlyof the great and good but even of the worthless and insignificantsince it is only by a comparison of their actual happiness or misery inthe privacy of domestic life that we can form a just estimate of thereal reward of virtue or the real punishment of vice That the greatare not as happy as they seem that the external circumstances offortune and rank do not constitute felicity is asserted by everymoralist the historian can seldom consistently with his dignity pauseto illustrate this truth it is therefore to the biographer we must haverecourse After we have beheld splendid characters playing their partson the great theatre of the world with all the advantages of stageeffect and decoration we anxiously beg to be admitted behind thescenes that we may take a nearer view of the actors and actressesSome may perhaps imagine that the value of biography depends upon thejudgment and taste of the biographer but on the contrary it may bemaintained that the merits of a biographer are inversely as the extentof his intellectual powers and of his literary talents A plainunvarnished tale is preferable to the most highly ornamented narrativeWhere we see that a man has the power we may naturally suspect that hehas the will to deceive us and those who are used to literarymanufacture know how much is often sacrificed to the rounding of aperiod or the pointing of an antithesisThat the ignorant may have their prejudices as well as the learnedcannot be disputed but we see and despise vulgar errors we never bowto the authority of him who has no great name to sanction hisabsurdities The partiality which blinds a biographer to the defects ofhis hero in proportion as it is gross ceases to be dangerous but ifit be concealed by the appearance of candour which men of greatabilities best know how to assume it endangers our judgment sometimesand sometimes our morals If her grace the Duchess of Newcastle insteadof penning her lords elaborate eulogium had undertaken to write thelife of Savage we should not have been in any danger of mistaking anidle ungrateful libertine for a man of genius and virtue The talentsof a biographer are often fatal to his reader For these reasons thepublic often judiciously countenance those who without sagacity todiscriminate character without elegance of style to relieve thetediousness of narrative without enlargement of mind to draw anyconclusions from the facts they relate simply pour forth anecdotes andretail conversations with all the minute prolixity of a gossip in acountry townThe author of the following Memoirs has upon these grounds fair claimsto the public favour and attention he was an illiterate old stewardwhose partiality to _the family_ in which he was bred and born mustbe obvious to the reader He tells the history of the Rackrent familyin his vernacular idiom and in the full confidence that Sir PatrickSir Murtagh Sir Kit and Sir Condy Rackrents affairs will be asinteresting to all the world as they were to himself Those who wereacquainted with the manners of a certain class of the gentry of Irelandsome years ago will want no evidence of the truth of honest Thadysnarrative to those who are totally unacquainted with Ireland thefollowing Memoirs will perhaps be scarcely intelligible or probablythey may appear perfectly incredible For the information of the_ignorant_ English reader a few notes have been subjoined by theeditor and he had it once in contemplation to translate the languageof Thady into plain English but Thadys idiom is incapable oftranslation and besides the authenticity of his story would havebeen more exposed to doubt if it were not told in his owncharacteristic manner Several years ago he related to the editor thehistory of the Rackrent family and it was with some difficulty that hewas persuaded to have it committed to writing however his feelingsfor _the honour of the family_ as he expressed himself prevailedover his habitual laziness and he at length completed the narrativewhich is now aid before the publicThe editor hopes his readers will observe that these are tales of othertimes that the,0
+Produced by Jonathan Ingram Tapio Riikonenand PG Distributed ProofreadersTALES AND NOVELS VOL VMANOEUVRING ALMERIA AND VIVIAN TALES OF FASHIONABLE LIFEBYMARIA EDGEWORTHIN TEN VOLUMES WITH ENGRAVINGS ON STEEL1857MANOEUVRINGCHAPTER I    And gave her words where oily Flattry lays    The pleasing colours of the art of praisePARNELLNOTE FROM MRS BEAUMONT TO MISS WALSINGHAMI am more grieved than I can express my dearest Miss Walsingham by acruel _contretemps_ which must prevent my indulging myself in thelongpromised and longexpected pleasure of being at your _fête defamille_ on Tuesday to celebrate your dear fathers birthday I trusthowever to your conciliating goodness my kind young friend torepresent my distress properly to Mr Walsingham Make him sensible Iconjure you that my _heart_ is with you all and assure him that thisis no common apology Indeed I never employ such artifices with myfriends to them and to you in particular my dear I always speak withperfect frankness and candour Amelia with whom _entre nous_ you aremore a favourite than ever is so much vexed and mortified by thisdisappointment that I see I shall not be restored to favour till I canfix a day for going to you yet when that may be circumstances which Ishould not feel myself quite justified in mentioning will not permit meto decideKindest regards and affectionate remembrances to all your dearcircleAny news of the young captain Any hopes of his return fromseaEver with perfect truth my dearest Miss Walsinghams sincere friendEUGENIA BEAUMONTPSPrivateread to yourselfTo be candid with you my dear young friend my secret reason fordenying myself the pleasure of Tuesdays fête is that I have justheard that there is a shocking chickenpox in the village near you andI confess it is one of my weaknesses to dread even the bare rumour ofsuch a thing on account of my Amelia but I should not wish to havethis mentioned in your house because you must be sensible your fatherwould think it an idle womanish fear and you know how anxious I am forhis esteemBurn this I beseech youUpon second thoughts I believe it will be best to tell the truth andthe whole truth to your father if you should see that nothing elsewill doIn short I write in haste and must trust now as everentirely to your discretionWell my dear said Mr Walsingham to his daughter as the young ladysat at the breakfast table looking over this note how long do youmean to sit the picture of The Delicate Embarrassment To relieve youas far as in me lies let me assure you that I shall not ask to seethis note of Mrs Beaumonts which as usual seems to contain somemighty mysteryNo great mystery onlyOnlysome minikin mystery said Mr Walsingham Yes _Elle estpolitique pour des choux et des raves_This charming widow Beaumontis _manoeuvrer_1 We cant well make an English word of it Thespecies thank Heaven is not so numerous yet in England as to requirea generic name The description however has been touched by one ofour poets    Julias a manager shes born for rule    And knows her wiser husband is a fool    For her own breakfast shell project a scheme    Nor take her tea without a stratagemEven from the time when Mrs Beaumont was a girl of sixteen I rememberher manoeuvring to gain a husband and then manoeuvring to manage himwhich she did with triumphant addressWhat sort of a man was Colonel BeaumontAn excellent man an openhearted soldier of the strictest honour andintegrityThen is it not much in Mrs Beaumonts favour that she enjoyed theconfidence of such a man and that he left her guardian to his son anddaughterIf he had lived with her long enough to become acquainted with her realcharacter what you say my dear would be unanswerable But ColonelBeaumont died a few years after his marriage and during those few yearshe was chiefly with his regimentYou will however allow said Miss Walsingham that since his deathMrs Beaumont has justified his confidenceHas she not been a goodguardian and an affectionate motherWhyas a guardian I think she has allowed her son too much libertyand too much money I have heard that young Beaumont has lost aconsiderable sum at Newmarket I grant you that Mrs Beaumont is anaffectionate mother and I am convinced that she is extremely anxious toadvance the worldly interests of her children still I cannot my dearagree with you that she is a good mother In the whole course of theeducation of her son and daughter she has pursued a system of artificeWhatever she wanted them to learn or to do or to leave undone somestratagem sentimental or scenic was employed somebody was to hint tosome other body to act upon Amelia to make her do so and soNothingthat is nothing like truth ever came directly from themother there were always whisperings and mysteries and Dont say thatbefore Amelia and I would not have this told to Edward because itmight make him like something that she did not wish that he should likeand that she had _her reasons_ for not letting him know that she did notwish him to like There was always some truth to be concealed for somemighty good purpose and things and persons were to be represented infalse lights to produce on some particular occasion some partialeffect All this succeeded admirably in detail and for the managementof helpless ignorant credulous childhood But mark the consequencesof this system children grow up and cannot always see hear andunderstand just as their mothers please They will go into the worldthey will mix with others their eyes will be opened they will seethrough the whole system of artifice by which their childhood was socleverly managed and then confidence in the parent must be destroyedfor everMiss Walsingham acknowledged the truth of what her father said but sheobserved that this was a common error in education which had thesanction of high authority in its favour even the eloquent Rousseauand the elegant and ingenious Madame de Genlis And it is,0
+Produced by Jonathan Ingram William Flis and Distributed ProofreadersTALES AND NOVELSBY MARIA EDGEWORTHIN TEN VOLUMES WITH ENGRAVINGS ON STEELVOL VIIPATRONAGEPATRONAGE  Above a patronthough I condescend  Sometimes to call a minister my friendTO THE READERMy daughter again applies to me for my paternal _imprimatur_ and I hopethat I am not swayed by partiality when I give the sanction which sherequiresTo excite the rising generation to depend upon their own exertions forsuccess in life is surely a laudable endeavour but while the young mindis cautioned against dependence on the patronage of the great and ofoffice it is encouraged to rely upon such friends as may be acquired bypersonal merit good manners and good conductRICHARD LOVELL EDGEWORTH_EdgeworthstownOct 6 1813_PREFACE TO THE THIRD EDITIONThe public has called for a third _impression_ of this book it wastherefore the duty of the author to take advantage of the correctionswhich have been communicated to her by private friends and public censorsWhatever she has thought liable to just censure has in the present editionbeen amended as far as is consistent with the identity of the story It isremarkable that several incidents which have been objected to as impossibleor improbable were true For instance the medical case in Chapter XIXA bishop was really saved from suffocation by a clergyman in his dioceseno matter where or when in the manner represented in Chapter X Thebishop died long ago and he never was an epicure A considerable estatewas about seventy years ago regained as described in Chapter XLII by thediscovery of a sixpence under the seal of a deed which had been coinedlater than the date of the deed Whether it be advantageous or prudentto introduce such singular facts in a fictitious history is a separateconsideration which might lead to a discussion too long for the presentoccasionOn some other points of more importance to the writer it is necessary hereto add a few words It has been supposed that some parts of PATRONAGE werenot written by Miss Edgeworth This is not fact the whole of these volumeswere written by her the opinions they contain are her own and she isanswerable for all the faults which may be found in them Of ignoranceof law and medicine and of diplomacy she pleads guilty and of makingany vain or absurd pretensions to legal or medical learning she hopesby candid judges to be acquitted If in the letters and history of herlawyer and physician she has sometimes introduced technical phrases itwas done merely to give as far as she could the colour of reality toher fictitious personages To fulfil the main purpose of her story itwas essential only to show how some lawyers and physicians may be pushedforward for a time without much knowledge either of law or medicine orhow on the contrary others may independently of patronage advancethemselves permanently by their own merit If this principal object of thefiction be accomplished the authors ignorance on professional subjects isof little consequence to the moral or interest of the taleAs to the charge of having drawn satirical portraits she has alreadydisclaimed all personality and all intention of satirizing any professionand she is grieved to find it necessary to repel such a charge The authorof a slight work of fiction may however be consoled for any unjustimputation of personal satire by reflecting that even the grave andimpartial historian cannot always escape similar suspicion Tacitus saysthat there must always be men who from congenial manners and sympathyin vice will think the fidelity of history a satire on themselves andeven the praise due to virtue is sure to give umbrage_August 1 1815_PATRONAGECHAPTER IHow the wind is rising said RosamondGod help the poor people at seatonightHer brother Godfrey smiledOne would think said he that she had anargosy of lovers at sea uninsuredYou gentlemen replied Rosamond imagine that ladies are always thinkingof loversNot _always_ said Godfrey only when they show themselves particularlydisposed to humanityMy humanity on the present occasion cannot even be suspected saidRosamond for you know alas that I have no lover at sea or landBut a shipwreck might bless the lucky shore with some rich waif saidGodfreyWaifs and strays belong to the lady of the manor said Rosamond and Ihave no claim to themMy mother would I dare say make over her right to you said GodfreyBut that would do me no good said Rosamond for here is Caroline withsuperior claims of every sort and with that most undisputed of all therights of womanbeautyTrue but Caroline would never accept of stray hearts said Godfrey Seehow her lip curls with pride at the bare imaginationPride never curled Carolines lip cried Rosamond besides pride isvery becoming to a woman No woman can be good for much without it canshe motherBefore you fly off Rosamond to my mother as to an ally whom you aresure I cannot resist said Godfrey settle first whether you mean todefend Caroline upon the ground of her having or not having prideA fresh gust of wind rose at this moment and Rosamond listened to itanxiouslySeriously Godfrey said she do you remember the shipwrecks lastwinterAs she spoke Rosamond went to one of the windows and opened the shutterHer sister Caroline followed and they looked out in silenceI see a light to the left of the beacon said CarolineI never saw alight there beforeWhat can it meanOnly some fishermen said GodfreyBut brother it is quite a storm persisted RosamondOnly equinoctial gales my dearOnly equinoctial gales But to drowning people it would be no comfort thatthey were shipwrecked only by equinoctial gales There there what do youthink of that blast cried Rosamond is not there some danger nowGodfrey will not allow it said Mrs Percy he is a soldier and it ishis trade not to know fearShow him a _certain_ danger cried Mr Percy looking up from a letterhe was writingshow him a _certain_ danger and he will feel fear asmuch as the greatest coward of you all Ha upon my word it is an _ugly_night continued he going to the windowOh my dear father cried Rosamond did,0
+Produced by Jonathan Ingram Debra Storr and Distributed ProofreadersTALES AND NOVELSBYMARIA EDGEWORTHIN TEN VOLUMESWITH ENGRAVINGS ON STEELVOL IXHARRINGTON THOUGHTS ON BORESANDORMONDTO THE READERIn my seventyfourth year I have the satisfaction of seeing another workof my daughter brought before the public This was more than I could haveexpected from my advanced age and declining healthI have been reprehended by some of the public critics for the _notices_which I have annexed to my daughters works As I do not know their reasonsfor this reprehension I cannot submit even to their respectable authorityI trust however the British public will sympathize with what a fatherfeels for a daughters literary success particularly as this father anddaughter have written various works in partnershipThe natural and happy confidence reposed in me by my daughter puts it in mypower to assure the public that she does not write negligently I canassert that twice as many pages were written for these volumes as are nowprintedThe first of these tales HARRINGTON was occasioned by an extremelywellwritten letter which Miss Edgeworth received from America from aJewish lady complaining of the illiberality with which the Jewish nationhad been treated in some of Miss Edgeworths worksThe second tale ORMOND is the story of a young gentleman who is in somerespects the reverse of Vivian The moral of this tale does not immediatelyappear for the author has taken peculiar care that it should not obtrudeitself upon the readerPublic critics have found several faults with Miss Edgeworths formerworksshe takes this opportunity of returning them sincere thanks for thecandid and lenient manner in which her errors have been pointed out In thepresent Tales she has probably fallen into many other faults but she hasendeavoured to avoid those for which she has been justly reprovedAnd now indulgent reader I beg you to pardon this intrusion and withthe most grateful acknowledgments I bid you farewell for everRICHARD LOVELL EDGEWORTH_Edgeworthstown May_ 311817_Note_Mr Edgeworth died a few days after he wrote this Prefacethe13th June 1817                                   HARRINGTONCHAPTER IWhen I was a little boy of about six years old I was standing with amaidservant in the balcony of one of the upper rooms of my fathers housein Londonit was the evening of the first day that I had ever been inLondon and my senses had been excited and almost exhausted by the vastvariety of objects that were new to me It was dusk and I was growingsleepy but my attention was awakened by a fresh wonder As I stood peepingbetween the bars of the balcony I saw star after star of light appear inquick succession at a certain height and distance and in a regular lineapproaching nearer and nearer I twitched the skirt of my maids gownrepeatedly but she was talking to some acquaintance at the window of aneighbouring house and she did not attend to me I pressed my foreheadmore closely against the bars of the balcony and strained my eyes moreeagerly towards the object of my curiosity Presently the figure of thelamplighter with his blazing torch in one hand and his ladder in theother became visible and with as much delight as philosopher everenjoyed in discovering the cause of a new and grand phenomenon I watchedhis operations I saw him fix and mount his ladder with his little blackpot swinging from his arm and his red smoking torch waving withastonishing velocity as he ran up and down the ladder Just when hereached the ground being then within a few yards of our house his torchflared on the face and figure of an old man with a long white beard and adark visage who holding a great bag slung over one shoulder walkedslowly on repeating in a low abrupt mysterious tone the cry of Oldclothes Old clothes Old clothes I could not understand the words hesaid but as he looked up at our balcony he saw mesmiledand I rememberthinking that he had a goodnatured countenance The maid nodded to him hestood still and at the same instant she seized upon me exclaiming Timefor you to come off to bed Master HarringtonI resisted and clinging to the rails began kicking and roaringIf you dont come quietly this minute Master Harrington said she Illcall to Simon the Jew there pointing to him and he shall come up andcarry you away in his great bagThe old mans eyes were upon me and to my fancy the look of his eyes andhis whole face had changed in an instant I was struck with terrormyhands let go their graspand I suffered myself to be carried off asquietly as my maid could desire She hurried and huddled me into bed bidme go to sleep and ran down stairs To sleep I could not go but full offear and curiosity I lay pondering on the thoughts of Simon the Jew andhis bag who had come to carry me away in the height of my joys His facewith the light of the torch upon it appeared and vanished and flittedbefore my eyes The next morning when daylight and courage returned Iasked my maid whether Simon the Jew was a good or a bad man Observing theimpression that had been made upon my mind and foreseeing that theexpedient which she had thus found successful might be advantageouslyrepeated she answered with oracular duplicity Simon the Jew is a goodman for naughty boys The threat of Simon the Jew was for some timeafterwards used upon every occasion to reduce me to passive obedience andwhen by frequent repetition this threat had lost somewhat of its power sheproceeded to tell me in a mysterious tone stories of Jews who had beenknown to steal poor children for the purpose of killing crucifying andsacrificing them at their secret feasts and midnight abominations The lessI understood the more I believedAbove all others there was one storyhorrible most horriblewhich sheused to tell at midnight,0
+Produced by Ted Garvin Charles Franksand the Online Distributed Proofreading TeamTHE DELICIOUS VICEPipe Dreams and Fond Adventures of an Habitual NovelReader Among SomeGreat Books and Their PeopleBy Young E Allison_Second Edition_Revised and containing new materialCHICAGO THE PRAIRIELAND PUBLISHING CO 1918 Printed originally in theLouisville CourierJournal Reprinted by courtesyFirst edition Cleveland Burrows Bros 1907Copyright 19071918IA RHAPSODY ON THE NOBLE PROFESSION OF NOVEL READINGIt must have been at about the goodbye age of forty that Thomas Moorethat choleric and pompous yet genial little Irish gentleman turned asigh into good marketable copy for Grub Street and with shrewd economygot two full pecuniary bites out of one melancholy apple of reflection  Kind friends around me fall  Like leaves in wintry weather  he sang of his own dead heart in the stilly night  Thus kindly I scatter thy leaves on the bed  Where thy mates of the garden lie scentless and deadhe sang to the dying rose In the red month of October the rose isforty years old as roses go How small the world has grown to a man offorty if he has put his eyes his ears and his brain to the uses forwhich they are adapted And as for timewhy it is no longer than akite string At about the age of forty everything that can happen to aman death excepted has happened happiness has gone to the devil or isa mere habit the blessing of poverty has been permanently secured oryou are exhausted with the cares of wealth you can see around thecorner or you do not care to see around it in a wordthat isconsidering mental existencethe bell has rung on you and you are upagainst a steady grind for the remainder of your life It is then therecomes to the habitual novel reader the inevitable day when in anguishof heart looking back over his life hewishes he hadnt then he askshimself the bitter question if there are not things he has done that hewishes he hadnt Melancholy marks him for its own He sits in his roomsome winter evening the lamp swarming shadowy seductions the grateglowing with siren invitation the cigar box within easy reach for thatmoment when the pending sacrifice between his teeth shall be burned outhis feet upon the familiar corner of the mantel at that automaticallycalculated altitude which permits the weight of the upper part of thebody to fall exactly upon the second joint from the lower end of thevertebral column as it rests in the comfortable depression created bycontinuous wear in the cushion of that particular chair to which everyhonest man who has acquired the library vice sooner or later getsattached with a love no misfortune can destroy As he sits thus havingclosed the lids of say some old favorite of his youth he willinevitably ask himself if it would not have been better for him if hehadnt And the question once asked must be answered and it will be anhonest answer too For no scoundrel was ever addicted to the deliciousvice of novelreading It is too tame for him There is no money init                                   And every habitual novelreader will answer that question he has askedhimself after a sigh A sigh that will echo from the tropic desertedisland of Juan Fernandez to that utmost icebound point of Siberia whereby chance or destiny the seven nails in the sole of a certain mysteriouspersons shoe in the month of October 1831 formed a crossthus                    while on the American promontory opposite a young and handsome womanreplied to the mans despairing gesture by silently pointing to heavenThe Wandering Jew may be gone but the theater of that appallingprologue still exists unchanged That sigh will penetrate the gloomycell of the Abbe Faria the frightful dungeons of the Inquisition thegilded halls of Vanity Fair the deep forests of Brahmin and fakir thejousting list the audience halls and the petits cabinets of kings ofFrance sound over the trackless and stormbeaten oceanwill echo inshort wherever warm blood has jumped in the veins of honest men andwherever vice has sooner or later been stretched groveling in the dustat the feet of triumphant virtueAnd so sighing to the uttermost ends of the earth the old novelreaderwill confess that he wishes he hadnt Had not read all those novelsthat troop through his memory Because if he hadntand it is theimpossibility of the alternative that chills his soul with the despairof cruel realizationif he hadnt you see he could begin at the veryfirst right then and there and read the whole blessed business throughfor the first time For the FIRST TIME mark you Is there anywhere inthis great round world a novel reader of true genius who would not dothat with the joy of a child and the thankfulness of a sageSuch a dream would be the foundation of the story of a really noble DrFaustus How contemptible is the man who having staked his life freelyupon a career whines at the close and begs for another chance justone moreand a different career It is no more than Mr Jack Hamlin afriend from Calaveras County California would call the baby actor his compeer Mr John Oakhurst would denominate a squeal Howglorious on the other hand is the man who has spent his life in hisown way and at its eventide waves his hand to the sinking sun andcries out Goodbye but if I could do so I should be glad to go overit all again with youjust as it was If honesty is rated in heavenas we have been taught to believe depend upon it the novelreaderwho sighs to eat the apple he has just devoured will have no troublehereafterWhat a great flutter was created a few years ago,37
+Produced by AloysiusTHE DEVILS DICTIONARYby Ambrose BierceAUTHORS PREFACE_The Devils Dictionary_ was begun in a weekly paper in 1881 and wascontinued in a desultory way at long intervals until 1906  In thatyear a large part of it was published in covers with the title _TheCynics Word Book_ a name which the author had not the power toreject or happiness to approve  To quote the publishers of thepresent workThis more reverent title had previously been forced upon him bythe religious scruples of the last newspaper in which a part of thework had appeared with the natural consequence that when it came outin covers the country already had been flooded by its imitators with ascore of cynic books_The Cynics This_ _The Cynics That_ and_The Cynics tOther_  Most of these books were merely stupid thoughsome of them added the distinction of silliness  Among them theybrought the word cynic into disfavor so deep that any book bearingit was discredited in advance of publicationMeantime too some of the enterprising humorists of the countryhad helped themselves to such parts of the work as served their needsand many of its definitions anecdotes phrases and so forth hadbecome more or less current in popular speech  This explanation ismade not with any pride of priority in trifles but in simple denialof possible charges of plagiarism which is no trifle  In merelyresuming his own the author hopes to be held guiltless by those towhom the work is addressedenlightened souls who prefer dry winesto sweet sense to sentiment wit to humor and clean English to slangA conspicuous and it is hoped not unpleasant feature of the bookis its abundant illustrative quotations from eminent poets chief ofwhom is that learned and ingenius cleric Father Gassalasca JapeSJ whose lines bear his initials  To Father Japes kindlyencouragement and assistance the author of the prose text is greatlyindebtedABAABASEMENT n  A decent and customary mental attitude in the presenceof wealth or power  Peculiarly appropriate in an employee whenaddressing an employerABATIS n  Rubbish in front of a fort to prevent the rubbish outsidefrom molesting the rubbish insideABDICATION n  An act whereby a sovereign attests his sense of thehigh temperature of the throne  Poor Isabellas Dead whose abdication  Set all tongues wagging in the Spanish nation  For that performance twere unfair to scold her  She wisely left a throne too hot to hold her  To History shell be no royal riddle  Merely a plain parched pea that jumped the griddleGJABDOMEN n  The temple of the god Stomach in whose worship withsacrificial rights all true men engage  From women this ancientfaith commands but a stammering assent  They sometimes minister atthe altar in a halfhearted and ineffective way but true reverencefor the one deity that men really adore they know not  If woman had afree hand in the worlds marketing the race would becomegraminivorousABILITY n  The natural equipment to accomplish some small part ofthe meaner ambitions distinguishing able men from dead ones  In thelast analysis ability is commonly found to consist mainly in a highdegree of solemnity  Perhaps however this impressive quality isrightly appraised it is no easy task to be solemnABNORMAL adj  Not conforming to standard  In matters of thought andconduct to be independent is to be abnormal to be abnormal is to bedetested  Wherefore the lexicographer adviseth a striving toward thestraiter sic resemblance of the Average Man than he hath to himselfWhoso attaineth thereto shall have peace the prospect of death andthe hope of HellABORIGINIES n  Persons of little worth found cumbering the soil of anewly discovered country  They soon cease to cumber they fertilizeABRACADABRA  By _Abracadabra_ we signify      An infinite number of things  Tis the answer to What and How and Why  And Whence and Whithera word whereby      The Truth with the comfort it brings  Is open to all who grope in night  Crying for Wisdoms holy light  Whether the word is a verb or a noun      Is knowledge beyond my reach  I only know that tis handed down          From sage to sage          From age to age      An immortal part of speech  Of an ancient man the tale is told  That he lived to be ten centuries old      In a cave on a mountain side      True he finally died  The fame of his wisdom filled the land  For his head was bald and youll understand      His beard was long and white      And his eyes uncommonly bright  Philosophers gathered from far and near  To sit at his feet and hear and hear          Though he never was heard          To utter a word      But _Abracadabra abracadab_          _Abracada abracad_      _Abraca abrac abra ab_          Twas all he had  Twas all they wanted to hear and each  Made copious notes of the mystical speech          Which they published next          A trickle of text  In the meadow of commentary      Mighty big books were these      In a number as leaves of trees  In learning remarkablyvery          Hes dead          As I said,71
+Produced by An Anonymous VolunteerHEROES OF THE TELEGRAPHBy J MunroAuthor Of Electricity And Its Uses Pioneers Of ElectricityThe Wire And The Wave And Joint Author Of Munro And JamiesonsPocketBook Of Electrical Rules And TablesNote All accents etc have been omitted Italics have been convertedto capital letters The British pound sign has been written as LFootnotes have been placed in square brackets at the place in the textwhere a suffix originally indicated their existencePREFACEThe present work is in some respects a sequel to the PIONEERS OFELECTRICITY and it deals with the lives and principal achievements ofthose distinguished men to whom we are indebted for the introductionof the electric telegraph and telephone as well as other marvels ofelectric scienceCONTENTS     CHAPTER        I  THE ORIGIN OF THE TELEGRAPH       II  CHARLES WHEATSTONE      III  SAMUEL MORSE       IV  SIR WILLIAM THOMSON        V  SIR WILLIAM SIEMENS       VI  FLEEMING JENKIN      VII  JOHANN PHILIPP REIS     VIII  GRAHAM BELL       IX  THOMAS ALVA EDISON        X  DAVID EDWIN HUGHES     APPENDIX        I  CHARLES FERDINAND GAUSS       II  WILLIAM EDWARD WEBER      III  SIR WILLIAM FOTHERGILL COOKE       IV  ALEXANDER BAIN        V  DR WERNER SIEMENS       VI  LATIMER CLARK      VII  COUNT DU MONCEL     VIII  ELISHA GRAYCHAPTER I THE ORIGIN OF THE TELEGRAPHThe history of an invention whether of science or art may be comparedto the growth of an organism such as a tree The wind or the randomvisit of a bee unites the pollen in the flower the green fruit formsand ripens to the perfect seed which on being planted in congenialsoil takes root and flourishes Even so from the chance combination oftwo facts in the human mind a crude idea springs and after maturinginto a feasible plan is put in practice under favourable conditions andso develops These processes are both subject to a thousand accidentswhich are inimical to their achievement Especially is this the casewhen their object is to produce a novel species or a new and greatinvention like the telegraph It is then a question of raising not oneseedling but many and modifying these in the lapse of timeSimilarly the telegraph is not to be regarded as the work of any onemind but of many and during a long course of years Because at lengththe final seedling is obtained are we to overlook the antecedentvarieties from which it was produced and without which it could nothave existed Because one inventor at last succeeds in putting thetelegraph in operation are we to neglect his predecessors whoseattempts and failures were the steps by which he mounted to success Allwho have extended our knowledge of electricity or devised a telegraphand familiarised the public mind with the advantages of it aredeserving of our praise and gratitude as well as he who has enteredinto their labours and by genius and perseverance won the honours ofbeing the first to introduce itLet us therefore trace in a rapid manner the history of the electrictelegraph from the earliest timesThe sources of a river are lost in the clouds of the mountain but itis usual to derive its waters from the lakes or springs which areits fountainhead In the same way the origins of our knowledge ofelectricity and magnetism are lost in the mists of antiquity but thereare two facts which have come to be regarded as the startingpointsof the science It was known to the ancients at least 600 years beforeChrist that a piece of amber when excited by rubbing would attractstraws and that a lump of lodestone had the property of drawing ironBoth facts were probably ascertained by chance Humboldt informs us thathe saw an Indian child of the Orinoco rubbing the seed of a trailingplant to make it attract the wild cotton and perhaps a prehistorictribesman of the Baltic or the plains of Sicily found in the yellowstone he had polished the mysterious power of collecting dust A Greeklegend tells us that the lodestone was discovered by Magnes a shepherdwho found his crook attracted by the rockHowever this may be we are told that Thales of Miletus attributed theattractive properties of the amber and the lodestone to a soul withinthem The name Electricity is derived from ELEKTRON the Greek foramber and Magnetism from Magnes the name of the shepherd or morelikely from the city of Magnesia in Lydia where the stone occurredThese properties of amber and lodestone appear to have been widelyknown The Persian name for amber is KAHRUBA attractor of straws andthat for lodestone AHANGRUBA attractor of iron In the old Persianromance THE LOVES OF MAJNOON AND LEILA the lover sings     She was as amber and I but as straw      She touched me and I shall ever cling to herThe Chinese philosopher Kuopho who flourished in the fourth centurywrites that the attraction of a magnet for iron is like that of amberfor the smallest grain of mustard seed It is like a breath of windwhich mysteriously penetrates through both and communicates itself withthe speed of an arrow Lodestone was probably known in China beforethe Christian era Other electrical effects were also observed by theancients Classical writers as Homer Caesar and Plutarch speak offlames on the points of javelins and the tips of masts They regardedthem as manifestations of the Deity as did the soldiers of the Mahdilately in the Soudan It is,13
+Produced by Charles KellerTHE EDUCATION OF THE CHILDby Ellen KeyINTRODUCTORY NOTEEdward Bok Editor of the Ladies Home Journal writesNothing finer on the wise education of the child has ever been broughtinto print To me this chapter is a perfect classic it points the waystraight for every parent and it should find a place in every home inAmerica where there is a childTHE EDUCATION OF THE CHILDGoethe showed long ago in his Werther a clear understanding ofthe significance of individualistic and psychological training anappreciation which will mark the century of the child In this work heshows how the future power of will lies hidden in the characteristicsof the child and how along with every fault of the child an uncorruptedgerm capable of producing good is enclosed Always he says I repeatthe golden words of the teacher of mankind if ye do not become asone of these and now good friend those who are our equals whom weshould look upon as our models we treat as subjects they should haveno will of their own do we have none Where is our prerogative Does itconsist in the fact that we are older and more experienced Good Godof Heaven Thou seest old and young children nothing else And in whomThou hast more joy Thy Son announced ages ago But people believe inHim and do not hear Himthat too is an old trouble and they modeltheir children after themselves The same criticism might be applied toour present educators who constantly have on their tongues such wordsas evolution individuality and natural tendencies but do not heedthe new commandments in which they say they believe They continue toeducate as if they believed still in the natural depravity of man inoriginal sin which may be bridled tamed suppressed but not changedThe new belief is really equivalent to Goethes thoughts given aboveie that almost every fault is but a hard shell enclosing the germ ofvirtue Even men of modern times still follow in education the old ruleof medicine that evil must be driven out by evil instead of the newmethod the system of allowing nature quietly and slowly to help itselftaking care only that the surrounding conditions help the work ofnature This is educationNeither harsh nor tender parents suspect the truth expressed by Carlylewhen he said that the marks of a noble and original temperament arewild strong emotions that must be controlled by a discipline as hardas steel People either strive to root out passions altogether or theyabstain from teaching the child to get them under controlTo suppress the real personality of the child and to supplant it withanother personality continues to be a pedagogical crime common tothose who announce loudly that education should only develop the realindividual nature of the childThey are still not convinced that egoism on the part of the child isjustified Just as little are they convinced of the possibility thatevil can be changed into goodEducation must be based on the certainty that faults cannot be atonedfor or blotted out but must always have their consequences Atthe same time there is the other certainty that through progressiveevolution by slow adaptation to the conditions of environment they maybe transformed Only when this stage is reached will education begin tobe a science and art We will then give up all belief in the miraculouseffects of sudden interference we shall act in the psychological spherein accordance with the principle of the indestructibility of matter Weshall never believe that a characteristic of the soul can be destroyedThere are but two possibilities Either it can be brought intosubjection or it can be raised up to a higher planeMadame de Staels words show much insight when she says that only thepeople who can play with children are able to educate them For successin training children the first condition is to become as a childoneself but this means no assumed childishness no condescendingbabytalk that the child immediately sees through and deeply abhorsWhat it does mean is to be as entirely and simply taken up with thechild as the child himself is absorbed by his life It means totreat the child as really ones equal that is to show him the sameconsideration the same kind confidence one shows to an adult It meansnot to influence the child to be what we ourselves desire him to becomebut to be influenced by the impression of what the child himself is notto treat the child with deception or by the exercise of force but withthe seriousness and sincerity proper to his own character SomewhereRousseau says that all education has failed in that nature does notfashion parents as educators nor children for the sake of educationWhat would happen if we finally succeeded in following the directions ofnature and recognised that the great secret of education lies hidden inthe maxim do not educateNot leaving the child in peace is the greatest evil of presentdaymethods of training children Education is determined to create abeautiful world externally and internally in which the child can growTo let him move about freely in this world until he comes into contactwith the permanent boundaries of anothers right will be the end ofthe education of the future Only then will adults really obtain a deepinsight into the souls of children now an almost inaccessible kingdomFor it is a natural instinct of selfpreservation which causes the childto bar the educator from his innermost nature There is the person whoasks rude questions for example what is the child thinking about aquestion which almost invariably is answered with a black or a whitelie The child must protect himself from an educator who would masterhis thoughts and inclinations or rudely handle them who withoutconsideration betrays or makes ridiculous his most sacred feelings whoexposes faults or praises characteristics before strangers or even usesan openhearted confidential confession as an occasion for reproof atanother timeThe statement that no human being learns to understand another or atleast to be patient with another is true above all of the intimaterelation of child and parent in which understanding the deepestcharacteristic of love is almost,70
+Etext prepared by David DeleyAstral WorshipbyJ H Hill M DNow what I want isfacts_Boz_                    CONTENTSINTRODUCTION                                   5THE GEOCENTRIC SYSTEM OF NATURE               13   The Earth                                  13   The Firmament                              13   The Planets                                14   The Constellations                         15   The Zodiac                                 15THE SACRED NUMBERS 7 AND 12                   17THE TWELVE THOUSAND YEAR CYCLE                18THE ANCIENT TRIAD                             19GOD SOL                                       22THE ANCIENT COSMOGONY                         30FALL AND REDEMPTION OF MAN                    31INCARNATIONS OF GOD SOL                       33FABLE OF THE TWELVE LABORS                    36ANNIVERSARIES OF SOLAR WORSHIP                40   The Nativity                               40   Epiphany or Twelfth Day                    41   Lent or Lenten Season                      42   Passion Week                               44   Passion Plays                              45   Resurrection and Easter Festival           46   Annunciation                               48   Ascension                                  49   Assumption                                 49   The Lords Supper                          50   Transubstantiation                         50   Autumnal Crucifixion                       51   Michaelmas                                 56PERSONIFICATIONS OF THE DIVISIONS OF TIME     57   The Hours                                  57   The Days                                   57   The Months,33
+This eBook was produced by Andrew Heathand David Widger widgercecometnetCHAPTER LXXIVMy Work my Philosophical Workthe ambitious hope of my intellectuallifehow eagerly I returned to it again  Far away from my householdgrief far away from my haggard perplexitiesneither a Lilian nor aMargrave thereAs I went over what I had before written each link in its chain ofreasoning seemed so serried that to alter one were to derange all andthe whole reasoning was so opposed to the possibility of the wonders Imyself had experienced so hostile to the subtle hypotheses of a Faber orthe childlike belief of an Amy that I must have destroyed the entire workif I had admitted such contradictions to its designBut the work was I myselfI in my solid sober healthful mind beforethe brain had been perplexed by a phantom  Were phantoms to be allowed astestimonies against science  No in returning to my Book I returned tomy former MeHow strange is that contradiction between our being as man and our beingas Author  Take any writer enamoured of a system a thousand things mayhappen to him every day which might shake his faith in that system andwhile he moves about as mere man his faith is shaken  But when hesettles himself back into the phase of his being as author the mere actof taking pen in hand and smoothing the paper before him restores hisspeculations to their ancient mechanical train  The system the belovedsystem reasserts its tyrannic sway and he either ignores or moulds intofresh proofs of his theory as author all which an hour before had givenhis theory the lie in his living perceptions as manI adhered to my systemI continued my work  Here in the barbarousdesert was a link between me and the Cities of Europe  All else mightbreak down under me  The love I had dreamed of was blotted out from theworld and might never be restored my heart might be lonely my life bean exiles  My reason might at last give way before the spectres whichawed my senses or the sorrow which stormed my heart  But here at leastwas a monument of my rational thoughtful Meof my individualizedidentity in multiform creation  And my mind in the noon of its forcewould shed its light on the earth when my form was resolved to itselements  Alas in this very yearning for the Hereafter though but theHereafter of a Name could I see only the craving of Mind and hear notthe whisper of SoulThe avocation of a colonist usually so active had little interest forme  This vast territorial lordship in which could I have endeared itspossession by the hopes that animate a Founder I should have felt all thezest and the pride of ownership was but the run of a common to thepassing emigrant who would leave no son to inherit the tardy products ofhis labour  I was not goaded to industry by the stimulus of need  Icould only be ruined if I risked all my capital in the attempt to improveI lived therefore amongst my fertile pastures as careless of culture asthe English occupant of the Highland moor which he rents for the range ofits solitudesI knew indeed that if ever I became avaricious I might swell my modestaffluence into absolute wealth  I had revisited the spot in which I haddiscovered the nugget of gold and had found the precious metal in richabundance just under the first coverings of the alluvial soil  Iconcealed my discovery from all  I knew that did I proclaim it thecharm of my bushlife would be gone  My fields would be infested by allthe wild adventurers who gather to gold as the vultures of prey round acarcass my servants would desert me my very flocks would beshepherdlessMonths again rolled on months  I had just approached the close of mybeloved Work when it was again suspended and by an anguish keener thanall which I had previously knownLilian became alarmingly ill  Her state of health long graduallydeclining had hitherto admitted checkered intervals of improvement andexhibited no symptoms of actual danger  But now she was seized with akind of chronic fever attended with absolute privation of sleep anaversion to even the lightest nourishment and an acute nervoussusceptibility to all the outward impressions of which she had long seemedso unconscious morbidly alive to the faintest sound shrinking from thelight as from a torture  Her previous impatience at my entrance into herroom became aggravated into vehement emotions convulsive paroxysms ofdistress so that Faber banished me from her chamber and with a heartbleeding at every fibre I submitted to the cruel sentenceFaber had taken up his abode in my house and brought Amy with him one orthe other never left Lilian night or day  The great physician spokedoubtfully of the case but not despairinglyRemember he said that in spite of the want of sleep the abstinencefrom food the form has not wasted as it would do were this feverinevitably mortal  It is upon that phenomenon I build a hope that I havenot been mistaken in the opinion I hazarded from the first  We are now inthe midst of the critical struggle between life and reason if shepreserve the one my conviction is that she will regain the other  Thatseeming antipathy to yourself is a good omen  You are inseparablyassociated with her intellectual world in proportion as she revives toit must become vivid and powerful the reminiscences of the shock thatannulled for a time that world to her  So I welcome rather than fearthe oversusceptibility of the awakening senses to external sights andsounds  A few days will decide if I am right  In this climate theprogress of acute maladies is swift but the recovery from them is yetmore startlingly rapid  Wait endure be prepared to submit to the willof Heaven but do not despond of its mercyI rushed away from the consoleraway into the thick of the,0
+Scanned by Sean Pobuda2 of a seriesTHE BOY ALLIES UNDER TWO FLAGSBy Ensign Robert L DrakeCHAPTER IIN THE MEDITERRANEANBoom  BoomThus spoke the two forward guns on the little scout cruiser HMS Sylph Lord Hasting commanderA hit cried Jack who from his position in the pilot house had watched the progress of the missiles hurled at the foeGood work shouted Frank his excitement so great that he forgot the gunners were unable to hear himBoom  Boom  Boom  BoomThe Sylph had come about and now poured a broadside into the enemyThen from the distance more than a mile across the water came the sound of many guns  The German cruisers Breslau and Goeben were returning the fireShells dropping in front behind and on all sides of the Sylph threw up the water in mighty geysers as if it were a typhoon that surrounded the little vessel  Shells screamed overhead but none found its markAll this time the vessels were drawing closer and closer together  Now as the little scout cruiser rose on a huge swell a single shock shook the vessel and a British shell sped trueA portion of the Breslaus superstructure toppled a second later and the faint sound of a crash was carried over the water to the SylphA hit cried Jack againA loud British cheer rose above the sound of battle and the gunners well pleased with their marksmanship turned again to their work with renewed vigorLieutenant Templeton on the bridge came the command and Jack hastened to report to Lord HastingsWhat do you make of that last shot Mr Templeton demanded the commander of the Sylph  Is the enemy seriously crippled would you sayNo sir replied Jack  I think not  You may see that the wreckage has already been cleared away and the enemy is still plugging away at usMr Hetherington called the commander  The first lieutenant of the little vessel saluted  Yes sirI fear the enemy is too strong for us sir You will have to bring the Sylph aboutVery well sirA moment later the head of the little scout cruiser began to swing gradually to the leftJack returned to the wheelhouseWhat on earth are we coming about for demanded Frank as his friend enteredLord Hastings believes the enemy is too strong for us was the others replyBut thats no reason to run is itI dont think so but it appears that Lord Hastings does  I guess he knows more about it than we doI guess thats so but I dont like the idea of runningNor IAt this instant there was a hail from the lookoutSteamer on the port bow sirWhats her nationality bellowed Lord Hastings  British sir was the replyCan you make her outThe lookout was silent for a moment and then called back  Yes sir Cruiser Gloucester sirGood shouted Lord Hastings Lieutenant Hetherington  Bring her about againThe Sylph came back to her course as if by magic and once more rushed toward the enemy  Several miles to port could now be seen the faint outline of the approaching British battle cruiser sailing swiftly under full steam as though she were afraid she would not arrive in time to take part in the battleFull speed ahead came the order from the Sylphs commander and the little craft leaped forward in the very face of her two larger enemiesA shell from the Goeben which was nearer the Sylph than her sister ship crashed into the very mouth of one of the Sylphs 8 inch guns blowing it to piecesMen were hurled to the deck on all sides maimed and bleeding  Others dropped over dead  An officer hurriedly reported the fact to Lord HastingsWell get even with her said His Lordship grimly  Give her a shot from the forward turretIn spite of the tragedy enacted before his eyes only a moment before the British gunner took deliberate aimBoomThere was silence as all watched the effect of this one shotRight below the water line said Lord Hastings calmly  A pretty shot my manBy this time the Gloucester had come within striking distance and her heavy guns began to breathe defiance to the Germans  But the Breslau and the Goeben had no mind to engage this new enemy and quickly turned tail and fledLord Hastings immediately got into communication with the captain of the Gloucester by wirelessPursue the enemy was the order that was flashed through the airThe two British ships sped forward on the trail of the foe  But the latter made off at top speed and in spite of the shells hurled at them by their pursuers soon outdistanced the Gloucester  The Sylph however continued the chase and was gradually gaining although now that the battle was over for the time being the strain on the little cruiser relaxed  Wounded men were hurriedly patched up by the ships surgeon and his assistants and the dead were prepared for burialJack and Frank approached Lord Hastings on the bridge  The latter was talking to his first officerThey must be the Breslau and Goeben he was saying though I am unable to account for the manner in which they escaped the blockade at Libau  They were supposed to be tightly bottled up there and  I was informed that their escape was impossibleSomething has evidently gone wrong suggested Lieutenant HetheringtonThey probably escaped by a ruse of some kind said Jack joining in the conversationAnd the lad was right although he did not know it thenThe two German ships tightly bottled up even as Lord Hastings had said in Libau had escaped the blockading British squadron by the simple maneuver of reversing their lights putting their bow lights aft and vice versa and passing through the blockading fleet in the night without so much as being challenged  This is historyWell said Frank we succeeded in putting our mark on them even if we didnt,4
+Produced by Eric EldredBIRDS IN TOWN  VILLAGEBYW H HUDSONFZSAUTHOR OF THE PURPLE LAND IDLE DAYS IN PATAGONIA FAR AWAY ANDLONG AGO ETC1920PREFACEThis book is more than a mere reprint of _Birds in a Village_ firstpublished in 1893 That was my first book about bird life with someimpressions of rural scenes in England and as is often the case witha first book its author has continued to cherish a certain affectionfor it On this account it pleased me when its turn came to be reissuedsince this gave me the opportunity of mending some faults in theportions retained and of throwing out a good deal of matter whichappeared to me not worth keepingThe first portion Birds in a Village has been mostly rewritten withsome fresh matter added mainly later observations and incidentsintroduced in illustration of the various subjects discussed For theconcluding portion of the old book which has been discarded I havesubstituted entirely new matterthe part entitled Birds in a CornishVillageBetween these two long parts there are five shorter essays which I haveretained with little alteration and these in one or two instances areconsequently out of date especially in what was said with bitterness inthe essay on Exotic Birds for Britain anent the featherwearingfashion and of the London trade in dead birds and the refusal of womenat that time to help us in trying to save the beautiful wild bird lifeof this country and of the world generally from extermination Happilythe last twenty years of the life and work of the Royal Society for theProtection of Birds have changed all that and it would not now be toomuch to say that all rightthinking persons in this country men andwomen are anxious to see the end of this iniquitous trafficW H HSeptember 1919CONTENTSPAGEBIRDS IN A VILLAGEIIIIIIIVVVIVIIVIIIIXXXIEXOTIC BIRDS FOR BRITAINMOORHENS IN HYDE PARKTHE EAGLE AND THE CANARYCHANTICLEERIN AN OLD GARDENBIRDS IN A CORNISH VILLAGEI TAKING STOCK OF THE BIRDSII DO STARLINGS PAIR FOR LIFEIII VILLAGE BIRDS IN WINTERIV INCREASING BIRDS IN BRITAINV THE DAW SENTIMENTVI STORY OF A JACKDAW    BIRDS IN TOWN  VILLAGEBIRDS IN A VILLAGE IAbout the middle of last May after a rough and cold period there camea spell of brilliant weather reviving in me the old spring feeling thepassion for wild nature the desire for the companionship of birds andI betook myself to St Jamess Park for the sake of such satisfaction asmay be had from watching and feeding the fowls wild and semiwildfound gathered at that favored spotI was glad to observe a couple of those new colonists of the ornamentalwater the dabchicks and to renew my acquaintance with the familiarlongestablished moorhens One of them was engaged in building its nestin an elmtree growing at the waters edge I saw it make two journeyswith large wisps of dry grass in its beak running up the roughslanting trunk to a height of sixteen to seventeen feet anddisappearing within the brushwood sheaf that springs from the bole atthat distance from the roots The woodpigeons were much more numerousalso more eager to be fed  They seemed to understand very quickly thatmy bread and grain was for them and not the sparrows but although theystationed themselves close to me the little robbers we were jointlytrying to outwit managed to get some pieces of bread by flying up andcatching them before they touched the sward This little comedy over Ivisited the waterfowl ducks of many kinds sheldrakes geese from manylands swans black and swans white To see birds in prison during thespring mood of which I have spoken is not only no satisfaction but apositive pain herealbeit without that large liberty that naturegives they are free in a measure and swimming and diving or dozing inthe sunshine with the blue sky above them they are perhaps unconsciousof any restraint  Walking along the margin I noticed three childrensome yards ahead of me two were quite small but the third in whosecharge the others were was a robustlooking girl aged about ten oreleven years From their dress and appearance I took them to be thechildren of a respectable artisan or small tradesman but what chieflyattracted my attention was the very great pleasure the elder girlappeared to take in the birds She had come well provided with stalebread to feed them and after giving moderately of her store to thewoodpigeons and sparrows she went on to the others native and exoticthat were disporting themselves in the water or sunning themselves onthe green bank She did not cast her bread on the water in the mannerusual with visitors but was anxious to feed all the different speciesor as many as she could attract to her and appeared satisfied when anyone individual of a particular kind got a fragment of her breadMeanwhile she talked eagerly to the little ones calling their attentionto the different birds Drawing near I also became an interestedlistener and then in answer to my questions she began telling me whatall these strange fowls were This she said glad to giveinformation is the Canadian goose and there is the Egyptian gooseand here is the kingduck coming towards us and do you see that largebeautiful bird standing by itself that will not come to be fed That isthe golden duck But that is not its real name I dont know them alland so I name some for myself I call that one the golden duck becausein the sun its feathers sometimes shine like gold It was a rarepleasure to listen to her and seeing what sort of a girl she was andhow much in love with her subject I in my turn told her a great dealabout the birds before us also of other birds she had never seen norheard of in other and distant lands that have a nobler bird life thanours and after she had listened eagerly for some minutes and had thenbeen silent a little while she all at once pressed her two handstogether and exclaimed rapturously Oh I do so love the birdsI replied that that was,0
+This eBook was produced by John PobudaThe Boy Scouts in Front of WarsawOr In the Wake of WarBoy Scout Series Volume 20By Colonel George DurstonChapter IThe DisappearanceIt was the fifth of August  Warsaw the brilliant Warsaw theBeautiful the best beloved of her adoring people had fallen  Torn bybombs wrecked by great shells devastated by hordes of alien invadersshe lay in ruinsHer people despairing seemed for the greater part to have vanished inthe two days since the fatal third of August when the city was takenMany of the wealthiest of her citizens had taken refuge in the lowerpart of the city leaving their magnificent palaces and residencessituated in the newer part to the flood of invading soldiers who wentwith unerring directness to the parts containing the greatest comfortand luxuryWarsaw is built in the midst of a beautiful plain mostly on the leftbank of the river Vistula  All the main part of the city lies close tothe river and the streets are so twisted and crooked that it is almostimpossible to picture them  They wriggle here and there like snakes ofstreets  The houses of course are very old and with their heavybarred doors and solid shutters look very strange and inhospitablePeople in a way become like their surroundings  Here in thesetwisted narrow streets are to be found the narrow twisted souls ofthe worst element in Poland but the worst of them love their countryas perhaps no other people do  To the last man and to the frailestwoman they are loyal to Poland  For them it is Poland first lastand alwaysIn these low and twisted streets the devastation was greatest and thepeople had scurried like rats to cover  A week before they had swarmedthe streets and crowded the buildings  Now by some miracle they hadgone utterly disappeared  The houses were deserted the streetsempty  The destruction had been greatest in these crowded places butmany of the beautiful public buildings and state departments in the newpart were also in ruins as well as a number of matchless palacesThe people from the upper part of the city who had taken refuge in theholes along the river front were for the most part a strange appearinglot  Some of them carried great bundles which they guarded withjealous care Others empty handed sat and shivered through the summernightchills that blew from the river  Scores of little children clungto their mothers hands or wandered trembling and screaming from groupto group seeking their own peopleThere was a general gathering of types  Nobles mixed with the poorestmeanest and most criminal classes and mingled with their commonsorrow  For the most part a dumbness a silence prevailed  The shockof the national disaster had bereft the people of their powers ofexpressionSince 1770 Poland had been torn and racked by foes on every handPrussia Austria and Russia envied her wealth courage and her fertileplains  Little by little her enemies had pressed across her shrinkingborders wet with the blood of her patriot sons  Little by little shehad lost her cherished land until the day of doom August third 1915Sitting hiding in their desolated city the people of Poland knew thattheirs was a country no longer on the map  Russia Austria and Prussiaat least had met  There was no longer any Poland  For generationsthere had been no Polish language it was forbidden by her oppressorsNow the country itself was swallowed up  No longer on the changing mapof the world had she any placeBut in the hearts of her people Poland lives  With the most perfectloyalty and love in the world they say We are Poland  We live anddie for herA gray haze hung over Warsaw  The streets after the roar of greatguns the bursting of shells and the cries of thousands of peoplerushing blindly to safety seemed silent and deserted  The hated enemyheld the town and the people of Warsaw most hapless city of allhistory cowered beneath the iron hand of the enemyAs is usual in the fearful lull after such a victory the town wasfilled with dangers of the most horrible sort  Murder crime of everykind lawlessness in every guise stalked through the streets or lurkeddown the narrow dark and twisted alleys  The unfortunate citizens whohad not retreated in time hid when they could in all sorts of strangeplaces  They gathered in trembling whispering groups into garretsand cellars even the vaults in the catacombs the old burial place ofthe dead were opened by desperate fugitives and became hiding placesfor the livingThe soldiers were in possession of all the uninjured residences in themore modern portion of the city where they reveled in the comforts ofmodern baths lights and heat  But the lower part of the city lyingalong the left bank of the river Vistula was filled with a strangemixture of terrified people  In all the throngs huddled in streetsand alleys storehouses and warerooms there was perhaps no strangergroup than the one gathered in a dark corner of a great building wheremachinery of some sort had been manufacturedThis had strangely enough escaped destruction and stood unharmed in astreet where everything bore the scars of shells or bombsThe engines were stopped the great wheels motionless the broad beltssagged hopelessly  Even the machinery seemed to feel the terrible blowand mourned the fallen cityThe persons huddled in the shadow of a vast wheel however gave littleheed to their strange surroundings  They seemed crushed by a frightfulgrief more personal even than the taking of Warsaw would cause in themost loyal heartIn the center of the group a boy of fourteen or fifteen years stoodtalking excitedly  He was tall dark as an Italian and dressed withthe greatest richness  Two rings set with great jewels flashed on hishand and while he spoke he tapped his polished boot with a small canein the end of which was set a huge sparkling red stone  He spoke withgreat rapidity in the,13
+Etext prepared by Bruce D ThomasGOVERNMENT BY THE BREWERSBy ADOLPH KEITELFor thirty years intimately associated with the brewing industryCONTENTSChapter        Preface        Ballot Box Illustration I     My thirty years intimate association with the brewers II    Prohibition banishes crime III   What is beer IV    Nonalcoholic beer is a mysterious compound of drugs V     Beer is a habit forming drug VI    Why beer is not a fit drink for the home VII   Beer is not a temperance drink VIII  The decreased alcoholic content of beer will increase drunkenness IX    Brewers grains are considered dangerous for cows milk X     Brewers assault distillers to hide their own crimes XI    Abolition of crime and vice would decrease the sale of beer XII   Crime is planned in saloons XIII  The beer traffic does not recognize the sanctity of the home XIV   A vice complaint        An everyday vice scene Illustration XV    Laws are openly violated XVI   Another vice backed by brewers        Cabarets and tango dance resorts        How a New York brewer advertises his cabaret resort XVII  Millions expended in corrupting elections        United States Brewers Association exposed XVIII How Chicago Brewers have tried to prevent a dry vote XIX   Brewers fear woman suffrage XX    People resent government by the brewersPREFACEWhen it was found impossible to suppress my writings by attemptsto bribe me men were hired to poison me  After the failure ofthis plot to dispose of me I was subjected to almost unbelievableinsults persecution humiliation and injustice in the courtsA friendly federal judge was besought to stop me by an injunctionThe United States Circuit Court of Appeals set it asideFour futile attempts were made to influence the Post Officeauthorities to deny me the use of the mailsI was twice presented with the alternative of either agreeing tostop the publication of the truth or being thrown into jail onframed libel charges  I chose the jail rather than renounce theright of the freedom of the press guaranteed me by the constitutionof my countryWhen even the jail could not silence me a diabolical attempt wasmade to bury me alive in an institution for the insane but whenit was found impossible to discover the slightest trace of insanityor drive me insane during a sojourn of a month among maniacs Iwas releasedI verily believe that the honesty of the alienists in charge of theinstitution alone saved me from a living deathTHE AUTHORIllustration A Menace to good Government_The very nature of the business of the brewer makes it imperativethat they retain a strong hold on the ballot box  By those methodsalone have they been able to exist in the past  By those methodsalone can they hope to save themselves_CHAPTER IMY THIRTY YEARS INTIMATE ASSOCIATION WITH THE BREWERSFor about thirty years I have been closely allied with the brewingindustry and was daily brought in contact with the brewersI have been interested in a number of breweries as a stockholderI have been intimately associated with many brewers throughout thecountry  I am therefore thoroughly familiar with the inner historyof the beer business and the political corruption crime vice anddegeneracy closely interwoven therewithCHAPTER IIPROHIBITION BANISHES CRIMENaturally I am not a prohibitionist Nevertheless I dispute thecontention of the brewers that they did not oppose but insteadactually approved the enactment of the recent bonedry prohibitionlegislation forbidding transportation of alcoholic beverages intostates which prohibit the sale and manufacture of intoxicants onthe ground that its drastic measure would have a reactionary effectand thus result in the return of a number of the present dry statesinto the wet column  Vaporings of this sort sound very much likethe old sour grape story and have their origin in the fertile brainof the publicity manager of the beer trustAbsence of drunkenness law and order and the reduction of crimeto a minimum have invariably followed the dry waveProhibition has emptied the jails and the people are gratifiedwith the new order of things  Everybody is happy except theliquor interestsA town in Georgia having no further use for its jail not havinghad an occupant for a long time as the result of the bonedry lawhas rented it out for another purposeThe most remarkable proof comes from the national capital  Washingtonbecame saloonless on November 1 1917  During the month of Novemberthe first dry monthofficial figures made public by the commissionerscomparing arrests for drunkenness during November 1917 and the samemonth a year ago show that during November 1917 199 arrests fordrunkenness were made as against 838 for November 1916 a reductionof 639 or 76 per cent  The greatest number of arrests for any oneweek in November 1917 were 61 while the greatest number for thesame period a year ago were 218In Decatur Ill which went dry four years ago the populationhas increased from 25000 to 45000  It is claimed that the criminalcases have lessened 90 per cent that the building of factoriesand houses has increased 30 per cent that 2700 savings depositorsin banks were added and that there were 37 per cent less cases ofpublic charity yearlyNor will the loss of revenue permanently affect conditions  Theenormous wealth of the country will soon adjust that phase of thesituationAuthorities assert there is no license city that keeps within itsbudget whereas there is no dry city that is not financiallyimproved by the ousting of the brewersCHAPTER IIIWHAT IS BEERIn the well known European beer drinking countries nothing but hopsand malt are permitted in brewingHere beer is a concoction of corn rice hops malt glucosepreservatives and other drugsand in most cases it has nothingin common,72
+Produced by Distributed ProofreadersA Calendar of SonnetsByHelen Jackson1886JanuaryO winter frozen pulse and heart of fireWhat loss is theirs who from thy kingdom turnDismayed and think thy snow a sculptured urnOf death Far sooner in midsummer tireThe streams than under ice June could not hireHer roses to forego the strength they learnIn sleeping on thy breast No fires can burnThe bridges thou dost lay where men desireIn vain to build                  O Heart when Loves sun goesTo northward and the sounds of singing ceaseKeep warm by inner fires and rest in peaceSleep on content as sleeps the patient roseWalk boldly on the white untrodden snowsThe winter is the winters own releaseFebruaryStill lie the sheltering snows undimmed and whiteAnd reigns the winters pregnant silence stillNo sign of spring save that the catkins fillAnd willow stems grow daily red and brightThese are the days when ancients held a riteOf expiation for the old years illAnd prayer to purify the new years willFit days ere yet the spring rains blur the sightEre yet the bounding blood grows hot with hasteAnd dreaming thoughts grow heavy with a greedThe ardent summers joy to have and tasteFit days to give to last years losses heedTo reckon clear the new lifes sterner needFit days for Feast of Expiation placedMarchMonth which the warring ancients strangely styledThe month of waras if in their fierce waysWere any month of peacein thy rough daysI find no war in Nature though the wildWinds clash and clang and broken boughs are piledAt feet of writhing trees The violets raiseTheir heads without affright without amazeAnd sleep through all the din as sleeps a childAnd he who watches well may well discernSweet expectation in each living thingLike pregnant mother the sweet earth doth yearnIn secret joy makes ready for the springAnd hidden sacred in her breast doth bearAnnunciation lilies for the yearAprilNo days such honored days as these When yetFair Aphrodite reigned men seeking wideFor some fair thing which should forever bideOn earth her beauteous memory to setIn fitting frame that no age could forgetHer name in lovely Aprils name did hideAnd leave it there eternally alliedTo all the fairest flowers Spring did begetAnd when fair Aphrodite passed from earthHer shrines forgotten and her feasts of mirthA holier symbol still in seal and signSweet April took of kingdom most divineWhen Christ ascended in the time of birthOf spring anemones in PalestineMayO month when they who love must love and wedWere one to go to worlds where May is naughtAnd seek to tell the memories he had broughtFrom earth of thee what were most fitly saidI know not if the rosy showers shedFrom appleboughs or if the soft green wroughtIn fields or if the robins call be fraughtThe most with thy delight Perhaps they readThee best who in the ancient time did sayThou wert the sacred month unto the oldNo blossom blooms upon thy brightest daySo subtly sweet as memories which unfoldIn aged hearts which in thy sunshine lieTo sun themselves once more before they dieJuneO month whose promise and fulfilment blendAnd burst in one it seems the earth can storeIn all her roomy house no treasure moreOf all her wealth no farthing have to spendOn fruit when once this stintless flowering endAnd yet no tiniest flower shall fall beforeIt hath made ready at its hidden coreIts tithe of seed which we may count and tendTill harvest Joy of blossomed love for theeSeems it no fairer thing can yet have birthNo room is left for deeper ecstasyWatch well if seeds grow strong to scatter freeGerms for thy future summers on the earthA joy which is but joy soon comes to dearthJulySome flowers are withered and some joys have diedThe garden reeks with an East Indian scentFrom beds where gillyflowers stand weak and spentThe white heat pales the skies from side to sideBut in still lakes and rivers cool contentLike starry blooms on a new firmamentWhite lilies float and regally abideIn vain the cruel skies their hot rays shedThe lily does not feel their brazen glareIn vain the pallid clouds refuse to shareTheir dews the lily feels no thirst no dreadUnharmed she lifts her queenly face and headShe drinks of living waters and keeps fairAugustSilence again The glorious symphonyHath need of pause and interval of peaceSome subtle signal bids all sweet sounds ceaseSave hum of insects aimless industryPathetic summer seeks by blazonryOf color to conceal her swift decreaseWeak subterfuge Each mocking day doth fleeceA blossom and lay bare her povertyPoor middleagèd summer Vain this showWhole fields of goldenrod cannot offsetOne meadow with a single violetAnd well the singing thrush and lily knowSpite of all artifice which her regretCan deck in splendid guise their time to goSeptemberO golden month How high thy gold is heapedThe yellow birchleaves shine like bright coins strungOn wands the chestnuts yellow pennons tongueTo every wind its harvest challenge SteepedIn yellow still lie fields where wheat was reapedAnd yellow still the corn sheaves stacked amongThe yellow gourds which from the earth have wrungHer utmost gold To highest boughs have leapedThe purple grapelast thing to ripen lateBy very reason of its precious costO Heart remember vintages are lostIf grapes do not for freezing nightdews waitThink while thou sunnest thyself in Joys estateMayhap thou canst not ripen without frostOctoberThe month of carnival of all the yearWhen Nature lets the wild earth go its wayAnd spend whole seasons on a single dayThe springtime holds her white and purple dearOctober lavish flaunts them far and nearThe summer charily her reds doth layLike jewels on her costliest arrayOctober scornful burns them on a bierThe winter hoards his pearls of frost in signOf kingdom whiter pearls than winter knewOr Empress wore in Egypts ancient lineOctober feasting neath her dome of blueDrinks at a single draught slow filtered throughSunshiny air as in a tingling wineNovemberThis is the treacherous month when autumn daysWith summers voice come bearing summers giftsBeguiled the pale downtrodden aster liftsHer head and blooms,9
+Produced by David Starner Blain Nelson Ted Garvinand the Online Distributed Proofreading TeamTHECAPTIVIAND THEMOSTELLARIAOFPLAUTUSLiterally Translated_with notes_BYHENRY THOMAS RILEY B ADRAMATIS PERSONAEHEGIO an Aetolian father of PhilopolemusPHILOCRATES an Elean captive in AetoliaTYNDARUS his servantARISTOPHONTES an Elean captive in AetoliaPHILOPOLEMUS an Aetolian captive in ElisERGASILUS a ParasiteSTALAGAMUS the servant of HegioA SLAVE of HegioA LAD the same_Scene_A place in AetoliaTHE ACROSTIC ARGUMENT 1Supposed to have been written by Priseian the Grammarian_One_ son of Hegio has been made prisoner _Captus_ inbattle A runaway slave has sold the other _Alium_ when fouryears old The father _Pater_ traffics in Elean captives only_Tantum_ desirous that he may recover his son and _Et_among these he buys his son that was formerly lost He _Is_ hisclothes and his name changed with his master causes that _Ut_ heis lost _to Hegio_ _and_ he himself is punished And_Et_ he brings back the captive and the runaway together throughwhose information _Indicio_ he discovers his otherFootnote 1 In this Acrostic it will be found that the old form ofCapteivei is preserved                            THE PROLOGUEThese two captives _pointing to_ PHILOCRATES _and_ TYNDARUSwhom you see standing here are standing here becausethey are both 1standing _and_ are not sitting That I am saying this truly youare my witnesses The old man who lives here _pointing to_HEGIOs _house_ is Hegiohis father _pointing to_TYNDARUS But under what circumstances he is the slave of his ownfather that I will here explain to you if you give attention This oldman had two sons a slave stole one child when four years old andflying hence be sold him in Elis 2 to the father of this_captive_ _pointing to_ PHILOCRATES Now do you understandthis Very good I faith that man at a distance 3 there_pointing_ says no Come nearer _then_ If there isnt roomfor you to sit down there is for you to walk since youd be compellingan actor to bawl like a beggar 4 Im not going to burst myself foryour sake _so_ dont you be mistaken You who are enabled by yourmeans to pay your taxes 5 listen to the rest 6 I care not to be indebt to another This runaway _slave_ as I said before sold his_young_ master whom when he fled he had carried off to thisones father He after he bought him gave him as his own private slave7 to this son of his because they were of about the same age He isnow the slave at home of his own father nor does his father know itVerily the Gods do treat us men just like footballs 8 You hear themanner _now_ how he lost one _son_ Afterwards the Aetolians9 are waging war with the people of Elis _and_ as happens inwarfare the other son is taken prisoner The physician Menarchus buyshim there in Elis _On this_ this _Hegio_ begins to trafficin Elean captives if _perchance_ he may be able to find one tochange for that captive _son_ of his He knows not that this onewho is in his house is his own _son_ And as he heard yesterdaythat an Elean knight of very high rank and very high family was takenprisoner he has spared no expense to rescue his son 10 In order thathe may more easily bring him back home be buys both of these of theQuaestors 11 out of the spoilNow they between themselves have contrived this plan that by meansof it the servant may send away hence his master home And thereforeamong themselves they change their garments and their names He there_pointing_ is called Philocrates this one _pointing_Tyndarus he this day assumes the character of this one this one ofhim And this one today will cleverly carry out this plot and causehis master to gain his liberty and by the same means he will save hisown brother and without knowing it will cause him to return back afree man to his own country to his father just as often now on manyoccasions a person has done more good unknowingly than knowingly Butunconsciously by their devices they have so planned and devised theirplot and have so contrived it by their design that this one is livingin servitude with his own father _And_ thus now in ignorance heis the slave of his own father What poor creatures are men when Ireflect upon it This plot will be performed by usa play for your_entertainment_ But there is besides a thing which in a fewwords I would wish to inform you of Really it will be worth yourwhile to give your attention to this play Tis not composed in thehackneyed style nor yet like other _plays_ nor are there in itany ribald lines 12 unfit for utterance here is neither the perjuredprocurer nor the artful courtesan nor yet the braggart captain Dontyou be afraid because Ive said that theres war between the Aetoliainsand the Eleans There _pointing_ at a distance beyond thescenes the battles will be fought For this were almost impossible fora Comic establishment13 that we should at a moment attempt to beacting Tragedy If therefore any one is looking for a battle let himcommence the quarrel if he shall find an adversary more powerful Illcause him to be the spectator of a battle that isnt pleasant _tohim_ so that hereafter he shall hate to be a spectator of them allI _now_ retire Fare ye well at home most upright judges and inwarfare most valiant combatantsFootnote 1 _Becausethey are both_Ver 2 This is apparentlyintended as a piece of humour in catching or baulking the audience Hebegins as though he was going to explain why the captives are standingthere and ends his explanation with saying that they are standingbecause they are not sitting A similar truism is uttered by Pamphilain the Stichus l 120Footnote 2 _In Elis_Ver 9 Elis or as it is called byPlautus Alis was a city of Achaia in the northwestern part of thePeloponnesus Near it,14
+This eBook was produced by Sergio Cangiano Juliet SutherlandCharles Franks and the Online Distributed Proofreading TeamCANADA AND OTHER POEMSBYT F YOUNGPREFACEI introduce the following poetical attempts to the public with greatdiffidence I am not sure but a direct apology would be in better tastebut the strength derived from the purpose I had in view in writing andpublishing them sustains me without saying anything further by way ofexcuse Like Burns I wished to do something for my country and chosethis method of doing itThe literature of this country is in its infancy It must not alwaysremain so or the expectations we have in regard to making it a greatnation will never be fulfilled Literature gives life to a nation orrather it is the reflection of a nations life and thought in a mirrorwhich cheers strengthens and ennobles those who look into it and studywhat is there displayed Literature must grow with our nation and whengrowing it will aid the latters progress in no small degreePedantic critics may find fault with my modest productions and perhapsjustly in regard to grammatical construction and mechanicalarrangement but I shall be satisfied if the public discern a vein oftrue poetry glittering here and there through what I have just writtenThe public are the final judges of compositions of this sort and notthe writer himself or his personal friends It is they therefore whomust decide whether these humble attempts of my prentice hand shall benumbered with writings that  have been forgotten or whether theirauthor shall be encouraged to strike his lyre in a higher key toaccompany his Muse while she tries to sing in a loftier strainIn passing an opinion on my literary venture of course the youthfulstate of our country will be taken into consideration  for it is astate which necessarily tinges all of our productions literary orotherwise with a certain amount of crudity Consequently reasonablemen will not expect that felicity of expression and that ripeness andhappiness of thought which would be expected in the productions of anolder country although they may be aware that true poetry is not theresult of education or even the refinements of a nation long civilizedWith these words by way of introduction and explanation I dedicate thislittle book of mine to the Canadian public hoping that whatever theymay think of me as a poet they will not forget that I am a loyalCanadian zealous in behalf of anything that may tend to refineinstruct and elevate my country and anxious to see her take anhonourable stand among the other nations of the earthTHE AUTHORPORT ALBERT March 1887                                   CONTENTSCanadaYouthful FanciesSunriseChristmasNew Years DayHappinessLoveHateDisplayThoughtPurityIs There Room for the PoetIrelandDavids Lamentation over Saul and JonathanA Virtuous WomanThe Tempest StilledNatures Forces OursManLifeOde to ManThe Reading ManMan and His PleasuresLines in Memory of the Late Archdeacon Elwood AMThomas MooreRobert BurnsByronGoderichKelvinNiagara FallsAutumnA SunsetFarewellBy the LakeThe TeacherGrace DarlingThe IndianLines on the NorthWest RebellionLouis RielYe Patriot Sons of CanadaA Heros DecisionJohn and JaneThe Truant BoyA Swain to his SweetheartThe Fishermans WifeThe Diamond and the PebbleTemptationSlanderWomanSympathyLove and WineHow Natures Beauties Should be ViewedTo a CanaryThe SchoolTaught YouthA DreamA Snow StormTo Nova ScotiaThe Huntsman and His HoundThe Maple TreeThe Pine TreeA Sabbath Morning in the CountryCatching Speckled TroutA Protestant Irishman to his WifeMemories of School DaysVerses Written in Autograph Albums                                   POEMS                                   NEW YEARS DAYHail joyous morn Hail happy dayThat ushers in another yearFraught with what sorrow none can sayNor with what pain to mortals hereAnother year has rolld awayWith all its sorrows joys and fearsBut still the light of hopes glad rayYet beams within our heart and cheersOne year one span of time has passdSo swift to some to others slowBut it has gone and we should castAlong with it remorse and woeOf things weve done or only thoughtTis useless now the bitter tearOf actions unavailing wroughtLet them repose upon their bierWe should indeed een yet atoneFor what our reason says we canBut never let remorses groanDegrade us from our state as manLet us discharge the debts we oweBut still some debts will be unpaidBut we if we forgive alsoShould neer despairing feel afraidThe future is before us stillAnd to that future we should gazeWith hope renewd with firmer willTo tread lifes weary tangld mazeWe neer should let the gloomy pastBow down our heads in dark despairBut we should keep those lessons fastWhich een our follies taught us thereExperience so dearly boughtBy folly or by ignoranceShould in our inmost system wroughtOur daily life improve advanceThen let us press towards the goalThe common goal of all mankindGo on while seasons onward rollNor cast one fainting look behindAnd as we journey through this yearLet us in watchfulness bewareOf all that brings remorseful tearOr future terror and despairLet us with thoughtful vision scanEach step we take each act we doThat we may meet our brother manWith no unrighteous thing to rueA happy happy bright New YearI wish to all the sons of menWith happy hearts and merry cheerTill it has rolld its round again                                   TO A CANARYImprisond songster thou for meHath warbld many a cheerful layThy songs so sweetly glad and freeRevive my heart from day to dayThe frost is keen the wind is coldNo wildbird twitters from the sprayBut still resounding as of oldThy voice thrills forth,3
+This etext was produced by Gardner BuchananCHRONICLES OF CANADAEdited by George M Wrong and H H LangtonIn thirtytwo volumesVolume 10THE PASSING OF NEW FRANCEA Chronicle of MontcalmBy WILLIAM WOODTORONTO 1915CHAPTER IMONTCALM IN FRANCE17121756War is the grave of the Montcalms No one can tell howold this famous saying is Perhaps it is as old as Franceherself Certainly there never was a time when the menof the great family of MontcalmGozon were not ready tofight for their king and country and so Montcalm likeWolfe was a soldier bornEven in the Crusades his ancestors were famous all overEurope When the Christians of those brave days weretrying to drive the unbelievers out of Palestine theygladly followed leaders whom they thought saintly andheroic enough to be their champions against the dragonsof sultan satan and hell for people then believed thatdragons fought on the devils side and that only Christianknights like St George fighting on Gods side couldkill them The Christians banded themselves together inmany ways among others in the Order of the Knights ofSt John of Jerusalem taking an oath to be faithful untodeath They chose the best man among them to be theirGrand Master and so it could have been only after muchdevoted service that Deodat de Gozon became Grand Mastermore than five hundred years ago and was granted theright of bearing the conquered Dragon of Rhodes on thefamily coat of arms where it is still to be seen Howoften this glorious badge of victory reminded our ownMontcalm of noble deeds and noble men How often it nervedhim to uphold the family traditionThere are centuries of change between Crusaders andCanadians Yet the Montcalms can bridge them with theirhonour And among all the Montcalms who made their namemean soldiers honour in Eastern or European war nonehave given it so high a place in the worlds history asthe hero whose life and death in Canada made it immortalHe won the supreme glory for his name a glory so brightthat it shone even through the dust of death which shroudedthe France of the Revolution In 1790 when the NationalAssembly was suppressing pensions granted by the Crownit made a special exception in favour of Montcalmschildren As kings marquises heirs and pensions wereamong the things the Revolution hated most it is anotable tribute to our Marquis of Montcalm that therevolutionary parliament should have paid to his heirsthe pension granted by a king Nor has another centuryof change in France blotted out his name and fame TheMontcalm was the French flagship at the naval review heldin honour of the coronation of King Edward VII TheMontcalm took the President of France to greet his allythe Czar of Russia And but for a call of duty elsewhereat the time the Montcalm would have flown the Frenchadmirals flag in 1908 at the celebration of theTercentenary of the founding of Quebec when King GeorgeV led the French and Englishspeaking peoples of theworld in doing honour to the twin renown of Wolfe andMontcalm on the field where they won equal glory thoughunequal fortuneMontcalm was a leapyear baby having been born on February29 1712 in the family castle of Candiac near Nimesa very old city of the south of France a city with manyforts built by the Romans two thousand years ago He cameby almost as much good soldier blood on his mothers sideas on his fathers for she was one of the Castellaneswith numbers of heroic ancestors extending back to theFirst CrusadeThe Montcalms had never been rich They had many heroesbut no millionaires Yet they were well known and wellloved for their kindness to all the people on theirestates and so generous to every one in trouble and soready to spend their money as well as their lives forthe sake of king and country that they never could havemade great fortunes even had their estate been ten timesas large as it was Accordingly while they were famousand honoured all over France they had to be very carefulabout spending money on themselves They alland ourown Montcalm in particularspent much more in servingtheir country than their country ever spent in payingthem to serve itMontcalm was a delicate little boy of six when he firstwent to school He had many schoolboy faults He foundit hard to keep quiet or to pay attention to his teacherhe was backward in French grammar and he wrote a verybad hand Many a letter of complaint was sent to hisfather It seems to me writes the teacher that hishandwriting is getting worse than ever I show him againand again how to hold his pen but he will not do itproperly I think he ought to try to make up for his wantof cleverness by being more docile taking more painsand listening to my advice And then poor old Dumaswould end with an exclamation of despairWhat willbecome of himDumas had another pupil who was much more to his tasteThis was Montcalms younger brother Jean who knew hisletters before he was three read Latin when he was fiveand Greek and Hebrew when he was six Dumas was so proudof this infant prodigy that he took him to Paris andshowed him off to the learned men of the day who weredumbfounded at so much knowledge in so young a boy Allthis however was too much for a youthful brain andpoor Jean died at the age of sevenDumas then turned sadly to the elder boy who was in nodanger of being killed by too much study and soon renewedhis complaints At last Montcalm now sixteen and alreadyan officer could bear it no longer and wrote to hisfather telling him that in spite of his supposed stupidityhe had serious aims I want to be first a man ofhonour brave and a good Christian Secondly I want toread moderately to know as much Greek and Latin as othermen also arithmetic history geography literatureand some art and science Thirdly I want to be obedientto you and my dear mother and listen to Mr Dumassadvice Lastly I want to manage a horse and handle asword as well as ever I can,1
+Transcribed from the 1913 Hodder and Stoughton edition by DavidPrice email ccx074coventryacukCATHERINE FURZECHAPTER IIt was a bright hot August Saturday in the market town ofEastthorpe in the eastern Midlands in the year 1840  Eastthorpelay about five miles on the western side of the Fens in a verylevel country on the banks of a river broad and deep but with onlyjust sufficient fall to enable its longlingering waters to reachthe sea  It was an ancient market town with a sixarched stonebridge and with a High Street from which three or four smaller andnarrower streets connected by courts and alleys diverged at rightangles  In the middle of the town was the church an immensebuilding big enough to hold half Eastthorpe and celebrated for itsbeautiful spire and its peal of eight bells  Round the church laythe churchyard fringed with huge elms and in the Abbey Close asit was called which was the outer girdle of the churchyard on threesides the fourth side of the square being the High Street therelived in 1840 the principal doctor the lawyer the parson and twoaged gentlewomen with some property who were daughters of one ofthe former partners in the bank had been born in Eastthorpe andhad scarcely ever quitted it  Here also were a young ladiesseminary and an ancient grammar school for the education of fortyboys sons of freemen of the town  The houses in the Close were notof the same class as the rest they were mostly old red brick withwhite sashes and they all had gardens long narrow and shadywhich on the south side of the Close ran down to the river  Oneof these houses was even older blacktimbered gabled plasteredthe sole remains saving the church of Eastthorpe as it was in thereign of Henry the EighthJust beyond the church going from the bridge the High Street wasso wide that the houses on either side were separated by a space ofover two hundred feet  This elongated space was the marketplaceIn the centre was the Moot Hall a quaint little building supportedon oak pillars and in the shelter underneath the farmers assembledon market day  All round the Moot Hall and extending far up anddown the street were cattlepens and sheeppens which were neverremoved  Most of the shops were still bowwindowed with smallpanes of glass but the first innovation indicative of the new eraat hand had just been made  The druggist as a man of science andadvanced ideas had replaced his bowwindow with plateglass hadput a cornice over it had stuccoed his bricks and had erected akind of balustrade of stucco so as to hide as much as possible theattic windows which looked over meekly protesting  Nearlyopposite the Moot Hall was the Bell Inn the principal inn in thetown  There were other inns respectable enough such as the Bulla little higher up patronised by the smaller commercial travellersand farmers but the entrance passage to the Bull had sand on thefloor and carriers made it a house of call  To the Bell the twocoaches came which went through Eastthorpe and there they changedhorses  Both the Bull and the Bell had market dinners but at theBell the charge was threeandsixpence sherry was often drunk andthere the steward to the Honourable Mr Eaton the principallandowner always met the tenants  The Bell was Tory and the Bullwas Whig but no stranger of respectability Whig or Tory visitingEastthorpe could possibly hesitate about going to the Bell with itslarge gilded device projecting over the pathway with its broadarchway at the side always freshly gravelled and its handsomebalcony on the first floor from which the Tory county candidatesduring election times addressed the free and independent electorsand cattleEastthorpe was a malting town and down by the water were two orthree large malthouses  The view from the bridge was notparticularly picturesque but it was pleasant especially in summerwhen the wind was southwest  The malthouses and their cowls thewharves and the gaily painted sailing barges alongside the fringeof slanting willows turning the silvergray sides of their foliagetowards the breeze the island in the middle of the river withbigger willows the large expanse of sky the soft clouds distinctin form almost to the far distant horizon and looking eastwardsthe illimitable distance towards the fens and the seaall this madeup a landscape more suitable perhaps to some persons than rock orwaterfall although no picture had ever been painted of it andnobody had ever come to see itSuch was Eastthorpe  For hundreds of years had the shadow of StMarys swept slowly over the roofs underneath it and of all thoseyears scarcely a line of its history survived save what waswritten in the churchyard or in the church registers  The town hadstood for the Parliament in the days of the Civil War and there hadbeen a skirmish in the place but who fought in it who were killedin it and what the result was nobody knew  Half a dozen oldskulls of much earlier date and of great size were once found in agravel pit two miles away and were the subject of much talk sometaking them for Romans some for Britons some for Saxons and somefor Danes  As it was impossible to be sure if they were Christianthey could not be put in consecrated ground they were thereforeincluded in an auction of dead and live stock and were bought bythe doctor  Surnames survived in Eastthorpe with singularpertinacity for it was remote from the world but what was therelationship between the scores of Thaxtons for example whosedeaths were inscribed on the tombstones some of them all awry andweatherworn and the Thaxtons of 1840 no living Thaxton couldtell every spiritual trace of them having disappeared more utterlythan their bones  Their bones indeed did not disappear and werea source of much trouble to the sexton for in digging a new gravethey came up to the surface in quantities and had to be shovelledin and covered up again so that the,13
+Transcribed from the 1905 edition by David Priceemail ccx074coventryacukCHANTRY HOUSECHAPTER IA NURSERY PROSEAnd if it be the heart of man   Which our existence measuresFar longer is our childhoods span   Than that of manly pleasuresFor long each month and year is then   Their thoughts and days extendingBut months and years pass swift with men   To times last goal descendingISAAC WILLIAMSThe united force of the younger generation has been brought upon meto record with the aid of diaries and letters the circumstancesconnected with Chantry House and my two dear elder brothers  Oncethis could not have been done without more pain than I could brookbut the lapse of time heals wounds brings compensations and whenthe heart has ceased from aching and yearning makes the memory ofwhat once filled it a treasure to be brought forward with joy andthankfulness  Nor would it be well that some of those mentioned inthe coming narrative should be wholly forgotten and their placeknow them no moreTo explain all I must go back to a time long before the morningwhen my father astonished us all by exclaiming Poor old JamesWinslow  So Chantry House is came to us after all  Previous tothat event I do not think we were aware of the existence of thatplace far less of its being a possible inheritance for my parentswould never have permitted themselves or their family to beunsettled by the notion of doubtful contingenciesMy father John Edward Winslow was a barrister and held anappointment in the Admiralty Office which employed him for manyhours of the day at Somerset House  My mother whose maiden namewas Mary Griffith belonged to a naval family  Her father had beenlost in a West Indian hurricane at sea and her uncle Admiral SirJohn Griffith was the hero of the family having been at Trafalgarand distinguished himself in cutting out expeditions  My eldestbrother bore his name  The second was named after the Duke ofClarence with whom my mother had once danced at a ball on boardship at Portsmouth and who had been rather fond of my uncleIndeed I believe my fathers appointment had been obtained throughhis interest just about the time of Clarences birthWe three boys had come so fast upon each others heels in theNovembers of 1809 10 and 11 that any two of us used to look liketwins  There is still extant a feeble watercoloured drawing of thetrio in nankeen frocks and long white trowsers with bare necksand arms the latter twined together and with the free handsGriffith holding a bat Clarence a trap and I a ball  I rememberthe emulation we felt at Griffiths privilege of eldest in holdingthe batThe sitting for that picture is the only thing I clearly rememberduring those earlier days  I have no recollection of the disasterwhich at four years old altered my life  The catastrophe asothers have described it was that we three boys were riding cockhorse on the balusters of the second floor of our house in MontaguPlace Russell Square when we indulged in a general melee whichresulted in all tumbling over into the vestibule below  The othersto whom I served as cushion were not damaged beyond the power ofyelling and were quite restored in halfanhour but I wasundermost and the consequence has been a curved spine dwarfedstature an elevated shoulder and a shortened nearly useless legWhat I do remember is my mother reading to me Miss EdgeworthsFrank and the little do Trusty as I lay in my crib in her bedroomI made one of my nieces hunt up the book for me the other day andthe story brought back at once the little crib or the watered bluemoreen canopy of the big fourposter to which I was sometimes liftedfor a change even the scrawly pattern of the paper which my wearyeyes made into purple elves perpetually pursuing crimson ones theforemost of whom always turned upside down and the knobs in theMarseilles counterpane with which my fingers used to toy  I haveheard my mother tell that whenever I was most languid and sufferingI used to whine out O do read Frank and the little dog Trustyand never permitted a single word to be varied in the curiouschildish love of reiteration with its soothing powerI am afraid that any true picture of our parents especially of mymother will not do them justice in the eyes of the young people ofthe present day who are accustomed to a far more indulgentgovernment and yet seem to me to know little of the loyalveneration and submission with which we have through life regardedour father and mother  It would have been reckoned disrespectful toaddress them by these names they were through life to us inprivate papa and mamma and we never presumed to take a libertywith them  I doubt whether the petting patronising equality ofterms on which children now live with their parents be equallywholesome  There was then however strong love and selfsacrificing devotion but not manifested in softness or cultivationof sympathy  Nothing was more dreaded than spoiling which wasviewed as idle and unjustifiable selfgratification at the expenseof the objects thereof  There were an unlucky little pair inRussell Square who were said to be spoilt children and who usedto be mentioned in our nursery with bated breath as a kind ofmonsters or criminals  I believe our mother laboured under aperpetual fear of spoiling Griff as the eldest Clarence as thebeauty me as the invalid Emily two years younger as the onlygirl and Martyn as the afterthought six years below our sisterShe was always performing little acts of conscientiousness littleas we guessed itThus though her unremitting care saved my life and was such thatshe finally brought on herself a severe and dangerous illness shekept me in order all the time never wailed over me nor weaklypitied me never permitted resistance to medicine nor rebellionagainst treatment enforced little courtesies insisted on everyrequired exertion and hardly ever relaxed the rule of,13
+Originally scanned at sacredtextscom by John B HareThis eBook was produced at BharatLiterature by Chetan JainCHAITANYA AND THE VAISHNAVA POETS OF BENGALTHEINDIAN ANTIQUARYA JOURNAL OF ORIENTAL RESEARCHINARCHÃOLOGY HISTORY LITERATURE LANGUAGES PHILOSOPHY RELIGIONFOLKLORE c c cEDITED BYJAS BURGESS MRAS FRGSVOL II1873Bombay Education Societys PressScanned and edited by Christopher M Weimer May 2002CHAITANYA AND THE VAISHNAVA POETS OF BENGALSTUDIES IN BENGALI POETRY OF THE FIFTEENTH AND SIXTEENTH CENTURIESBY JOHN BEAMES JCS MRAS cTHE PADKALPATARU or wishgranting tree of song may be considered asthe scriptures of the Vaishnava sect in Bengal  In form it is acollection of songs written by various poets in various ages soarranged as to exhibit a complete series of poems on the topics andtenets which constitute the religious views of the sect  The book hasbeen put together in recent times and takes the reader through thepreliminary consecration invocations and introductory ceremonies therise and progress of the mutual love of RÃdhà and Krishna and windsup with the usual closing and valedictory hymnsBefore beginning an analysis of this collection so remarkable from manypoints of view it will probably be of some assistance even to thosewho have studied the history of Vaishnavism if I state briefly theleading points in the life of Chaitanya and the principal features ofthe religion which he developed rather than actually foundedBisambhar Vishvambhara MiÅr was the youngest son of JagannÃth MiÅr aBrahman native of the district of Sylhet in Eastern Bengal who hademigrated before the birth of his son to Nadiya NabadwÃpa thecapital of Bengal  Footnote The facts which here follow are takenfrom the ChaitanyacharitÃmrita a metrical life of Chaitanya thegreater part of which was probably written by a contemporary of theteacher himself  The style has unfortunately been much modernized buteven so the book is one of the oldest extant works in Bengali  Myesteemed friend Babu Jagadishnath Ray has kindly gone through the booka task for which I had not leisure and marked some of the salientpoints for me  His mother was Sachi Debi daughter of NilÃmbarChakravarti  She bore to JagannÃth eight daughters who all died youngher firstborn child however was a son named Biswarúp who afterwardsunder the name of NityÃnand became the chief disciple of his morefamous brother  Bisambhar was born at Nadiya in the evening of the_Purnima_ or day of the full moon of PhÃlgun 1407 SakÃbdacorresponding to the latter part of February or beginning of March AD1486  It is noted that there was an eclipse of the moon on that dayBy the aid of these indications those who care to do so can find outthe exact day  Footnote There was an eclipse of the moon beforemidnight Feb 18 OS 1486  The passages in the original are  Årà Krishna the Visible became incarnate in Nabadwip  For fortyeight years visibly he sported  The exact date of his birth is Åaka 1407  In 1455 he returned to heavenAnd again  On the full moon of PhÃlgun at even was the lords birth  At that time by divine provision there was an eclipse of the moon    _Ch_ I xiii 38In accordance with the usual Bengali superstition that if a mans realname be known he may be bewitched or subject to the influence of theevil eye the real name given at birth is not made known at the timebut another name is given by which the individual is usually calledNo one but the father and mother and priest know the real nameBisambhars usual name in childhood was NimÃi and by this he wasgenerally known to his neighboursIn person if the description of him in the ChaitanyacharitÃmrita BkI iii is to be considered as historical he was handsome tall sixfeet with long arms in colour a light brown with expressive eyes asonorous voice and very sweet and winning manners  He is frequentlycalled Gaurang or Gaurchandra _ie_ the pale or the palemoon in contrast to the Krishna of the Bhagvat who is represented asvery blackThe name Chaitanya literally means soul intellect but in thespecial and technical sense in which the teacher himself adopted it itappears to mean perceptible or appreciable by the senses  He took thename Årà Krishna Chaitanya to intimate that he was himself anincarnation of the god in other words Krishna made visible to thesenses of mankindThe CharitÃmrita being composed by one of his disciples is writtenthroughout on this supposition  Chaitanya is always spoken of as anincarnation of Krishna and his brother NityÃnand as a reappearanceof BalarÃm  In order to keep up the resemblance to Krishna theCharitÃmrita treats us to a long series of stories about Chaitanyaschildish sports among the young Hindu women of the village  They arenot worth relating and are probably purely fictitious the Bengalis oftoday must be very different from what their ancestors were if suchpranks as are related in the CharitÃmrita were quietly permitted to goon  Chaitanya however seems to have been eccentric even as a youthwonderful stories are told of his powers of intellect and memory howfor instance he defeated in argument the most learned Pandits  Agreat deal is said about his hallucinations and trances throughout hislife and we may perhaps conclude that he was more or less insane atall times or rather he was one of those strange enthusiasts who wieldsuch deep and irresistible influence over the masses by virtue of thatvery condition of mind which borders on madnessWhen he was about eighteen his father died and he soon afterwardsmarried Lachhmi Debi daughter of Balabhadra AchÃrjya and entered onthe career of a _grihastha_ or householder taking in pupils whomhe instructed in ordinary secular learning  He does not appearhowever to have kept to this quiet life for long he went off on awandering tour all over Eastern Bengal begging and singing and issaid to have collected a great deal of money and made a considerablename for himself  On his return he found his first wife had died inhis absence and he married again one Bishnupriyà concerning whomnothing,3
+Produced by Juliet Sutherland Robert Prince and PG Distributed ProofreadersThe Comrade in White_BY THE REV_W H LEATHEM M AINTRODUCTION BY HUGH BLACK  I shall not fear the battle  If Thou art by my side1916INTRODUCTIONThe Great War has put a strain on the resources of human nature aswell as on material resources Men who have come through the hell ofthe trenches have discovered some of the secrets of life and deathMany of them have known a reinforcement of spiritual power It isquite natural that this fact should often be described in emotionalform as direct interposition of angels and other supernaturalagencies Among these the most beautiful and tender stories arethose of The Comrade in White In essence they are all testimonyto the perennial fount of strength and comfort of religionthehuman need which in all generations has looked up and found God apresent help in times of troubleThe origin of the many stories brought back to England from thebattle fronts by her soldiers is that to the average Briton this areligious crusade and men have gone with an exaltation of soulwilling to make the ultimate sacrifice willing to die that theworld might live Men and women are face to face with eternalrealities and are driven by the needs of their hearts to theeternal refuge Unless we see this we miss the most potent fact inthe whole situationThe tender stories in this little volume are a reflex of the greatreligious stirring of the nation They describe in a gracious andpathetic way the various abysmal needs of this tragic time and theyindicate how many human souls are finding comfort and healing andstrength They are finding peace as of old through the assurancethat earth has no sorrows that heaven cannot healHUGH BLACKNEW YORKTHE WHITE COMRADEI  When soldiers of the Cross waged Holy War  With courage high and hearts that did not quail  Before the foe in olden times they saw  The blessed vision of the Holy Grail  Tho Christ was gone His pledge was with them yet  For borne on wings of angels from the skies  They saw the chalice that once held the wine  As emblem of the Saviours sacrifice  For men and knew that still the Master met  With His own friends in fellowship divineII  Christ has His soldiers now  Though years have rolled  Away the warriors of the Cross are strong  To fight His battles as the saints of old  Against oppression tyranny and wrong  And still amid the conflict they can trace  The Saviours influence Not the Holy Grail  Which once as His remembrance was adored  But Christ Himself is with them For a veil  Is lifted from their eyes and face to face  They meet the presence of the risen LordIII  O blessed vision After all the years  Thourt with us yet Today as heretofore  Men see Thee still and they cast off their fears  And take fresh courage to press on once more  The soldiers bearing from the desperate fight  A wounded brother see Thee in the way  And know Thee for the Saviour Healer Friend  For once again Thy loved ones hear Thee say  O Christ White Comrade in their stand for right  Lo I am with you alway to the end_Fidei Defensor_CONTENTSI        IN THE TRENCHESII       THE MESSENGERIII      MAIMED OR PERFECTEDIV       THE PRAYER CIRCLE_I__IN THE TRENCHES_  And immediately He talked with them and  saith unto them Be of good cheer it is I be  not afraid  THE GOSPEL ACCORDING TO MAKK chap vi 50  And His raiment was white as snow  THE GOSPEL ACCORDING TO MATTHEW chap xvii 2The Battle of Mons which saved the British Army from annihilationwas for the most of those who fought with the angels a sepulchreThey saved the British Army but they saved it at fearful cost Nogreat host withdrew from that field of destruction the great hoststrewed the ground with their bodies Only a remnant of those whostood in the actual furnace of Mons escaped with their lives  Letthose who mourn take encouragement from these stories of visions onthe battlefield quietly and with a childs confidence cultivatewithin themselves a waiting receptive and desiring spirit Let themempty themselves of prejudice and self Let them detachthemselves more and more from the obsessions of worldly lifeSerenity is the path by which the thoughts of God travel to us andFaith is the invitation which brings them to the table of our soulsON THE SIDE OF THE ANGELSIIN THE TRENCHESStrange tales reached us in the trenches Rumours raced up and downthat threehundredmile line from Switzerland to the sea We knewneither the source of them nor the truth of them They came quicklyand they went quickly Yet somehow I remember the very hour whenGeorge Casey turned to me with a queer look in his blue eyes andasked if I had seen the Friend of the WoundedAnd then he told me all he knew After many a hot engagement a manin white had been seen bending over the wounded Snipers sniped athim Shells fell all around Nothing had power to touch him He waseither heroic beyond all heroes or he was something greater stillThis mysterious one whom the French called _The Comrade in White_seemed to be everywhere at once At Nancy in the Argonne atSoissons and Ypres everywhere men were talking of him with hushedvoicesBut some laughed and said the trenches were telling on mens nervesI who was often reckless enough in my talk exclaimed that for meseeing was believing and that I didnt expect any help but anenemys knife if I was found lying out there woundedIt was the next day that things got lively on this bit of the frontOur big guns roared from,21
+This etext was produced by Gardner Buchanan with help fromCharles Franks and Distributed ProofersThe Canadian Brothers or The Prophecy FulfilledA tale of the late American warBy Major RichardsonKnight of the military order of Saint Ferdinandauthor of Ecarte Wacousta c cIn Two VolumesVOLUME IINSCRIPTIONTo His Excellency Major General Sir John Harvey KCBKCH Lieutenant Governor of New Brunswick who bore aconspicuous part in the war of 1812 and who contributedso essentially to the success of the British arms duringthe campaigns of 1813 and 1814 and particularly at StoneyCreek in Upper Canada on the night of the 5th June 1813when entrusted with the execution of his own daringplan he at the head of sever hundred and twenty men ofthe 8th and 49th Regiments The former the AuthorsCorps surprised and completely routed at the point ofthe bayonet a division of the American army undergenerals Winder and Chandler three thousand five hundredstrong capturing their leaders with many other inferiorprisoners and several pieces of cannon the Canadianedition of this historical talk is inscribed withsentiments of high public and personal esteem by hisfaithful and obedient servantThe AuthorPREFACEWindsor Castle October 29 1832DEAR SIRI have received your letter of the 27th instantand beg to reply that there cannot be the least objectionto your sending a copy of your work with the autographaddition and that if you will send it to me I willpresent it to His MajestyI do not presume you wish to apply for permission todedicate the work to His Majesty which is not usuallygiven for work of fictionI remain Dear Sir your faithful ServantSigned H TAYLORLieut RICHARDSON c c cH P 92nd RegtBRIGHTON December 18 1832DEAR SirI beg to acknowledge the receipt of your letterof the 14th instant and of the copy of your workWACOUSTA for the King which I have had the honor ofpresenting to His Majesty who received it very graciouslyI remain Dear Sir your faithful ServantSigned H TAYLORLieut RICHARDSON c c cH P 92nd RegtWINDSOR CASTLE August 7 1833DEAR SIRI have to acknowledge your letter of the 1stinstant together with its enclosure and beg to expressthe deep gratification I have felt in the perusal of thatchapter of your new work which treats of the policy ofemploying the Indians in any future war we may have withthe United States Should you be desirous of dedicatingit to His Majesty I can foresee no difficultyPermit me to avail myself of this opportunity of assuringyou of the deep interest with which your WACOUSTA hasbeen read by the whole CourtI remain Dear Sir your faithful ServantSigned H TAYLORLieut RICHARDSON c c cH P 92nd RegtWINDSOR CASTLE August 12 1833DEAR SIRI beg to acknowledge the receipt of your letterof the 9th and to acquaint you that His Majesty acquiescesin your wish to be permitted to dedicate your new workto himI remain Dear Sir your faithful ServantSigned H TAYLORLieut RICHARDSON c c cH P 92nd RegtBy the above letters two material points are establishedThe first is that although works of fiction are notusually dedicated to the Sovereign an exception was madein favour of the following tale which is now for thefirst time submitted to the public and which from itshistorical character was deemed of sufficient importancenot to be confounded with mere works of fiction Theexception was grounded on a chapter of the book whichthe seeker after incident alone will dismiss hastilybut over which the more serious reader may be induced topauseThe second and not least important point disposed ofis one which the manner in which the principal Americancharacters have been disposed of renders in some degreeimperativeThe Author has no hesitation in stating that had it notbeen for the very strong interest taken in their appearanceby a portion of the American public in the first instancethese volumes never would have been submitted to thepress of this country Hence to a corresponding feelingmight under other circumstances have been ascribed thefavorable light under which the American character hasbeen portrayed From the dates of the above letters fromthe principal AiddeCamp and Private Secretary to Hislate Majesty it will however be seen that the workwas written in England and therefore before there couldhave existed the slightest inducement to any unduepartialityThat this is the case the Author has reason to rejoicesince in eschewing the ungenerous desire of most Englishwriters on America to convey a debasing impression ofher people and seeking on the contrary to do justiceto their character as far as the limited field affordedby a work preeminently of fiction will admit nointerested motive can be ascribed to him Should thesepages prove a means of dissipating the slightest portionof that irritation which hasand naturallybeenengendered in every American heart by the perverted andprejudiced statements of disappointed tourists whoseacerbity of stricture not even a recollection of muchhospitality could repress and of renewing that healthytone of feeling which it has been endeavoured to showhad existed during the earlier years of the presentcentury the Author will indeed feel that he has notwritten in vainOne observation in regard to the tale itself There isa necessary anachronism in the book of too palpable anature not to be detected at a glance by the reader Itwill however be perceived that such anachronism doesnot in any way interfere with historical fact while ithas at the same time facilitated the introduction ofevents which were necessary to the action of the storyand which have been brought on the scene before thatwhich constitutes the anachronism as indispensableprecursors to it We will not here mar the readersinterest in the story by anticipating but allow him todiscover and judge of the propriety of the transpositionhimselfTecumseh moreover is introduced somewhat earlier thanthe strict record of facts will justify but as hispresence does not interfere with the general accuracy ofthe detail we trust the matter of fact reader whocannot at least be both to make early acquaintance withthis interesting Chieftain will not refuse us the exerciseof our privilege as a novelist in disposing of charactersin the manner most pleasing to the eyeWe cannot conclude without apology for the imperfectScotch which we have to use a homely phrase put intothe mouth of one,27
+Produced by Distributed ProofreadersREPORT ON THE CONDITION OF THE SOUTHCarl SchurzFirst published 186539TH CONGRESS    SENATE    Ex Doc1st Session                 No 2MESSAGE OF THE PRESIDENT OF THE UNITED STATESCOMMUNICATING_In compliance with a resolution of the Senate of the 12th instantinformation in relation to the States of the Union lately in rebellionaccompanied by a report of Carl Schurz on the States of South CarolinaGeorgia Alabama Mississippi and Louisiana also a report of LieutenantGeneral Grant on the same subject_DECEMBER 19 1865Read and ordered to be printed with the reports ofCarl Schurz and Lieutenant General Grant_To the Senate of the United States_In reply to the resolution adopted by the Senate on the 12th instant Ihave the honor to state that the rebellion waged by a portion of thepeople against the properly constituted authorities of the governmentof the United States has been suppressed that the United States arein possession of every State in which the insurrection existed andthat as far as could be done the courts of the United States havebeen restored post offices reestablished and steps taken to putinto effective operation the revenue laws of the countryAs the result of the measures instituted by the Executive with theview of inducing a resumption of the functions of the Statescomprehended in the inquiry of the Senate the people in NorthCarolina South Carolina Georgia Alabama Mississippi LouisianaArkansas and Tennessee have reorganized their respective Stategovernments and are yielding obedience to the laws and government ofthe United States with more willingness and greater promptitude thanunder the circumstances could reasonably have been anticipated Theproposed amendment to the Constitution providing for the abolition ofslavery forever within the limits of the country has been ratified byeach one of those States with the exception of Mississippi from whichno official information has yet been received and in nearly all ofthem measures have been adopted or are now pending to confer uponfreedmen rights and privileges which are essential to their comfortprotection and security In Florida and Texas the people are makingcommendable progress in restoring their State governments and no doubtis entertained that they will at an early period be in a condition toresume all of their practical relations with the federal governmentIn that portion of the Union lately in rebellion the aspect of affairsis more promising than in view of all the circumstances could well havebeen expected The people throughout the entire south evince a laudabledesire to renew their allegiance to the government and to repair thedevastations of war by a prompt and cheerful return to peaceful pursuitsAn abiding faith is entertained that their actions will conform to theirprofessions and that in acknowledging the supremacy of the Constitutionand the laws of the United States their loyalty will be unreservedlygiven to the government whose leniency they cannot fail to appreciateand whose fostering care will soon restore them to a condition ofprosperity It is true that in some of the States the demoralizingeffects of war are to be seen in occasional disorders but these are localin character not frequent in occurrence and are rapidly disappearing asthe authority of civil law is extended and sustained Perplexing questionswere naturally to be expected from the great and sudden change in therelations between the two races but systems are gradually developingthemselves under which the freedman will receive the protection to whichhe is justly entitled and by means of his labor make himself a usefuland independent member of the community in which he has his home From allthe information in my possession and from that which I have recentlyderived from the most reliable authority I am induced to cherish thebelief that sectional animosity is surely and rapidly merging itselfinto a spirit of nationality and that representation connected witha properly adjusted system of taxation will result in a harmoniousrestoration of the relations of the States to the national UnionThe report of Carl Schurz is herewith transmitted as requested by theSenate No reports from the honorable John Covode have been received bythe President The attention of the Senate is invited to the accompanyingreport of Lieutenant General Grant who recently made a tour of inspectionthrough several of the States whose inhabitants participated in therebellionANDREW JOHNSONWashington DC _December_ 18 1865REPORT OF CARL SCHURZ ON THE STATES OF SOUTH CAROLINA GEORGIA ALABAMAMISSISSIPPI AND LOUISIANASir When you did me the honor of selecting me for a mission to the Stateslately in rebellion for the purpose of inquiring into the existingcondition of things of laying before you whatever information ofimportance I might gather and of suggesting to you such measures as myobservations would lead me to believe advisable I accepted the trust witha profound sense of the responsibility connected with the performance ofthe task The views I entertained at the time I had communicated to youin frequent letters and conversations I would not have accepted themission had I not felt that whatever preconceived opinions I might carrywith me to the south I should be ready to abandon or modify as myperception of facts and circumstances might command their abandonment ormodification You informed me that your policy of reconstruction wasmerely experimental and that you would change it if the experiment didnot lead to satisfactory results To aid you in forming your conclusionsupon this point I understood to be the object of my mission and thisunderstanding was in perfect accordance with the written instructions Ireceived through the Secretary of WarThese instructions confined my mission to the States of South CarolinaGeorgia Alabama Mississippi and the department of the Gulf I informedyou before leaving the north that I could not well devote more thanthree months to the duties imposed upon me and that space of time provedsufficient for me to visit all the States above enumerated except TexasI landed at Hilton Head South Carolina on July 15 visited BeaufortCharleston Orangeburg and Columbia returned to Charleston and HiltonHead thence I went to Savannah traversed the State of Georgia visitingAugusta Atlanta Macon Milledgeville and Columbus went throughAlabama by way of Opelika Montgomery Selma and,4
+Produced by Beth L Constantine Juliet Sutherland Charles Franksand the Online Distributed Proofreading TeamThis file was produced from images generously made availableby the Canadian Institute for Historical MicroreproductionsCANADIAN WILD FLOWERSSELECTIONS FROM THE WRITINGS OFMISS HELEN M JOHNSONOF MAGOG PQ CANADAWITH A SKETCH OF HER LIFEBY REV J M ORROCK  Good thoughts spring from the human mind    Like flowers out the ground  Attractive fragrant beautiful    To make our joys aboundPREFACEAn observance of the hand of God in his providences as well as of hisSpirit in the written Word and in the human heart has led to thepublication of this book Though more than twenty years hare passedsince Miss JOHNSON died her name is like an ointment poured forthMany who never knew her personally seem to know her well from herpoetic writings for as fragrance to the sense of smell music to theear or beauty to the eye so is poetry to the sensibilities of theheartit ministers to a want of our intellectual nature this is thesecret of its power and the pledge of its perpetuity A 16mo volumeof her Poems was published in Boston in 1855 but has long been outof print In 1864 the Rev E H Dewart published in Montreal a workentitled Selections from Canadian Poets in which ten of her poemswere inserted and a very appreciative notice of her given She alsowrote for several papers so that in various ways her thoughts havebeen widely disseminated A desire has often been expressed to havethem collected into one volume but to have all thus republished wouldnot be best I have therefore attempted only what the title indicatesto make _selections from her writings_ and conclude to send themforth under a name which she herself chose at a time when she hadthoughts of getting out a book Let critics remember that they claimto be only _Canadian wild flowers_ yet we feel sure that someof them for beauty of form and fragrance of truth will notunfavorably compare with some of the cultivated productions of ourclassic poets Miss JOHNSON was better known by her poetry than by herprose writings yet in the latter are found so many grand thoughtsthat I have copied from them freely The biographical sketch it ishoped will add interest to the book especially as so many of herdiary notes have been interwoven Some of her pieces are here printedfor the first time The prize poem on The Surrender of Quebec isgiven in full In the Preface to her Poems she said I have beencheered and encouraged by the thought that perhaps through myinstrumentality the heart of some humble believer might be comfortedand some wretched wanderer weary of the vanities of earth bedirected to the only source of life and happiness Should such be thecase the brightest hopes of the authoress will be fulfilled and sheherself be amply compensated for her care and labor With a sinceredesire to aid in the direction thus indicated this little work is nowsent forthJMOBrookline Mass June 22 1884CONTENTSLIFESKETCHBirthplaceThe Forest a poemConviction of sinBaptism andResolutionsExperienceDiary notes in verseSufferingsLast poemThe One Name and The Adieu poetryDeathRURAL SCENESThe Walk in JuneAn Evening MeditationNatures ResurrectionThe Birds NestGather VioletsTo a DandelionTo a RobinGod is ThereThe Canadian FarmerThe ReturnThe Old SugarCampTo a RabbitThe Old ManThe Fading and the Unfading proseOn Receipt of some Wild FlowersThe Sick Girls DreamThe Last SongAn Evening SceneAutumn Teachings proseThe WatcherPATRIOTIC POEMSThe Surrender of QuebecSong of the English Peasant GirlA Nations DesireCanadas WelcomeOur Native LandThe AppealI Love the Land where I was BornThe World to ComeTEMPERANCEA Welcome to a Temperance PicnicA LifeSceneThe LetterThe PledgeSIGHS ON MORTALITYWhat is Your LifeLifeThe Silent ArmyThe Dying WarriorOn Seeing a Skull proseThoughts on DeathThe BattleFieldDead and ForgotDear EmilyOn the Death of a Friend proseThe Heavenly HelperThe PromiseThe Dead Christ proseThe ComplaintThe Mixed Cup proseI Shall DepartTime FliesA Voice from the Sick Room proseSONGS OF HOPEHe Giveth Songs in the NightThe Last Good NightRetrospective and Prospective proseHopeEarth Not the Christians HomeWe Sorrow Not as Others Without Hope proseThe Messenger BirdOur Ship is Homeward BoundMidnightEaster Sunday proseThe Risen Redeemer proseDost Thou Remember MeTis IBe Not AfraidThe Only Perfect One proseThe Dying ChristianThe RequestComplete in Him proseTrust in GodA Paradox proseThou Shall Know HereafterThine Eyes Shall See the King in His Beauty proseAll Is WellWe Shall MeetWhat the Daughter of the Cloud Said proseThis is not HomeThe Souls Consolation proseWe See through a Glass DarklyWords of Cheer for Fainting Christians proseMISCELLANYThe Dying YearIncomprehensibility of GodThe Star of BethlehemGod Made Me PoorThe Stranger GuestA Long Delightful Walk proseThe Servant is Not Above his MasterElijahThe Sacred PageBehold how He Loved UsLove Your EnemiesThe OrphanSententious Paragraphs proseYe Did It Not to MeHear and Help MeFarewellNo MotherTo a Mother on the Death of her ChildIn Goodness is True GreatnessSimiles proseThe Crucified of GalileeThe AscensionThe Hebrews LamentWhen Shall I Receive my Diploma proseAlone with JesusThe Lost BabeThe Day of WrathThe Believers Safety proseLIFE SKETCHThe hill country of Judea which furnished a home for the virginmother of our Lord is not the only rural region from whence have comewomen endowed with intelligence and integrity philanthropy andreligion who by pen and tongue have brightened and blest the heartsand homes of thousands Nurtured amidst the wilds of nature insteadof the bustle and bewildering attractions of city life they havegrown strong to do battle for the right and to bear testimony to thetruth as it is in Jesus Of this class is the one whose life andlabors we are now to considerMemphremagog is an enchanting lake twothirds of which lie in theEastern Townships of Canada in the Province of Quebec and the upperthird in Vermont Its extreme length from north to south is aboutthirty miles its breadth varying from one to three miles It issemicircular in form and bestudded with islands while on its westernshore rise mountains of no ordinary attractions among them OwlsHead which towers about 2500 feet above the surface of the lakeaffording from its summit a panoramic view of surpassing lovelinessIt was at The Outlet of this lake there was born Oct 27,9
+All of the original Project Gutenberg Etexts from the1970s were produced in ALL CAPS no lower case  Thecomputers we used then didnt have lower case at all,4
+Produced by Avinash Kothare Tom Allen Charles Franksand the Online Distributed Proofreading TeamTHE CURLYTOPS ATUNCLE FRANKS RANCHOR_Little Folks on Ponyback_BYHOWARD R GARISCONTENTSCHAPTERI     TROUBLES TUMBLEII    NICKNACK AND TROUBLEIII   OFF FOR THE WESTIV    THE COLLISIONV     AT RING ROSY RANCHVI    COWBOY FUNVII   BAD NEWSVIII  A QUEER NOISEIX    THE SICK PONYX     A SURPRISED DOCTORXI    TROUBLE MAKES A LASSOXII   THE BUCKING BRONCOXIII  MISSING CATTLEXIV   LOOKING FOR INDIANSXV    TROUBLE HELPSXVI   ON THE TRAILXVII  THE CURLYTOPS ALONEXVIII LOSTXIX   THE HIDDEN VALLEYXX    BACK TO RING ROSYTHE CURLYTOPSAT UNCLE FRANKS RANCHCHAPTER ITROUBLES TUMBLESay Jan this isnt any funWhat do you want to play then TedJanet Martin looked at her brother who was dressed in one of hisfathers coats and hats while across his nose was a pair ofspectacles much too large for him Janet wearing one of her mothersskirts was sitting in a chair holding a dollWell Im tired of playing doctor Jan and giving your makebelievesick doll bread pills I want to do something else and Teddybegan taking off the coat which was so long for him that itdragged on the groundOh I know what we can do thatll be lots of fun cried Janetgetting up from the chair so quickly that she forgot about her dollwhich fell to the floor with a crash that might have broken her headOh my _dear_ cried Janet as she had often heard her mothercall when Baby William tumbled and hurt himself Oh are you hurtand Janet clasped the doll in her arms and hugged it as though itwere a real childIs she busted Ted demanded but he did not ask as a real doctormight inquire In fact he had stopped playing doctorNo she isnt hurt I guess Jan answered feeling of her dollshead I forgot all about her being in my lap Oh arent you goingto play any more Ted she asked as she saw her brother toss the bigcoat on a chair and take off the spectaclesNo I want to do something else This is no funWell lets makebelieve youre sick and I can be a Red Crossnurse like some of those we saw in the drugstore window down thestreet making bandages for the soldiers You could be a soldierTed and I could be the nurse and Id make some sugar pills for youif you dont like the rolledup bread ones you gave my dollTeddy Martin thought this over for a few seconds He seemed to likeit And then he shook his headNo he answered his sister I couldnt be a soldierWhy notCause I havent got a gun and there isnt any tentWe could make a tent with a sheet off the bed like we do lots oftimes Put it over a chair you knowBut I havent a gun Teddy went on He knew that he and Janetcould make a tent for they had often done it beforeCouldnt you take a broom for a gun Janet asked Ill get itfrom the kitchenPooh What good is a broom for a gun I want one that shootsAnyhow I havent a uniform and a soldier cant go to war without auniform or a sword or a gun Im not going to play thatJanet did not know what to say for a few seconds Truly a soldierwould not be much of one without a gun or a uniform even if he wasin a tent But the little girl had not given up yetThe day was a rainy one There was no school for it was Saturdayand staying in the house was no great fun Janet wanted her brotherto stay and play with her and she knew she must do something to makehim For a while he had been content to play that he was DrThompson come to give medicine to Jans sick doll But Teddy hadbecome tired of this after paying half a dozen visits and leavingpills made by rolling bread crumbs togetherTeddy laid aside his fathers old hat and scratched his head Thatis he tried to but his head was so covered with tightly twistedcurls that the little boys fingers were fairly entangled in themSay he exclaimed I wish my hair didnt curl so much Its toolong Im going to ask mother if I cant have it cutI wish I could have mine cut sighed Janet Mines worse to combthan yours is TedYes I know And it always curls more on a rainy dayBoth children had the same curly hair It was really beautiful butthey did not quite appreciate it even though many of their friendsand some persons who saw them for the first time called themCurlytops Indeed the tops of their heads were very curlyOh I know how we can do it suddenly cried Janet just happeningto think of somethingDo what asked her brotherPlay the soldier game You can pretend you were caught by the enemyand your gun and uniform were taken away Then you can be hurt andIll be the Red Cross nurse and take care of you in the tent Ill getsome real sugar for pills too Norall give me some Shes in thekitchen now making a cakeMaybe shed give you a piece of cake too suggested TeddyMaybe agreed Janet Ill go and ask herAsk her for some chocolate added Ted I guess if Ive got to besick Id like chocolate pills stead of sugarAll right said Janet as she hurried downstairs from the playroomto the kitchen In a little while she came back with a plate on whichwere two slices of chocolate cake while on one edge of it were somecrumbs of chocolate icingIll make pills of that after we eat the cake Janet said Youcan pretend the cake made you sick if you want to TedPooh who ever heard of a soldier getting sick on cake Anyhow theydont have cake,15
+THE NONCHRISTIAN CROSSAn Enquiry Into The Origin And History OfThe Symbol Eventually Adopted AsThat Of Our ReligionBYJOHN DENHAM PARSONSLONDON1896O CRUX SPLENDIDIOR CUNCTIS ASTRIS MUNDOCELEBRIS HOMINIBUS MULTUM AMABILIS SANCTIORUNIVERSIS                               _BREVIARIUM ROMANUM_       _Festival of the Invention of the Holy Cross_PREFACEThe history of the symbol of the cross has had an attraction for theauthor ever since as an enquiring youth he found himself unable toobtain satisfactory answers to four questions concerning the same whichpresented themselves to his mindThe first of those questions was why John the Baptist who was beheadedbefore Jesus was executed and so far as we are told never had anythingto do with a cross is represented in our religious pictures as holdinga crossThe second question was whether this curious but perhaps in itselfeasily explained practice had in its inception any connection with thenonMosaic initiatory rite of baptism which Jesus accepted as a matterof course at the hands of his cousin John and in which the sign of thecross has for ages been the allimportant feature And it was thewonder whether there was or was not some association between the factsthat the New Testament writers give no explanation whatever of theorigin of baptism as an initiatory rite that this nonMosaicinitiatory rite was in use among SunGod worshippers long before ourera and that the Fathers admitted that the followers of the Persianconception of the SunGod marked their initiates upon the forehead likethe followers of the Christ which finally induced the author to starta systematic enquiry into the history of the cross as a symbolThe third question was why despite the fact that the instrument ofexecution to which Jesus was affixed can have had but one shape almostany kind of cross is accepted as a symbol of our faithThe last of the four questions was why many varieties of the cross offour equal arms which certainly was not a representation of aninstrument of execution were accepted by Christians as symbols of theChrist before any cross which could possibly have been a representationof an instrument of execution was given a place among the symbols ofChristianity while even nowadays one variety of the cross of fourequal arms is the favourite symbol of the Greek Church and both it andthe other varieties enter into the ornamentation of our sacredproperties and dispute the supremacy with the cross which has one ofits arms longer than the other threePursuing these matters for himself the author eventually found thateven before our era the cross was venerated by many as the symbol ofLife though our works of reference seldom mention this fact and neverdo it justiceHe moreover discovered that no one has ever written a complete historyof the symbol showing the possibility that the _stauros_ or post towhich Jesus was affixed was not crossshaped and the certainty thatin any case what eventually became the symbol of our faith owed someof its prestige as a Christian symbol of Victory and Life to theposition it occupied in preChristian daysThe author has therefore in the hope of drawing attention to thesubject incorporated the results of his researches in the presentessay  14 ST DUNSTANS HILL      LONDON ECC O N T E N T S                                                      PAGECHAPTER I  WAS THE _STAUROS_ OF JESUS CROSSSHAPED             13CHAPTER II  THE EVIDENCE OF MINUCIUS FELIX                       31CHAPTER III  THE EVIDENCE OF THE OTHER FATHERS3                   41CHAPTER IV  CURIOUS STATEMENTS OF IRENAEUS                       52CHAPTER V  ORIGIN OF THE PRECHRISTIAN CROSS                    57CHAPTER VI  ORIGIN OF THE CHRISTIAN CROSS                        65CHAPTER VII  THE ESTABLISHER OF THE CHURCH                        82CHAPTER VIII  CROSS AND CRESCENT8                                  92CHAPTER IX  THE CORONATION ORB9                                 104CHAPTER X  ROMAN COINS BEFORE CONSTANTINE                      119CHAPTER XI  THE COINS OF CONSTANTINE                            133CHAPTER XII  ROMAN COINS AFTER CONSTANTINE                       142CHAPTER XIII  THE MONOGRAM OF CHRIST,9
+Produced by Michelle Shephard Charles Franksand the Online Distributed Proofreading TeamCYTHEREAJOSEPH HERGESHEIMER_For _ DOROTHY_Charming in the present andSecure with the past _IIt was probably Lee Randon realized the last time he would play golfthat year He concluded this standing on a shorn hill about which thecountry was spread in sere diminishing tones to the grey horizonBelow a stream held a cold glimmer in a meadow of brown frostkilledgrass and the wind the bitter flaws where Lee stood was thinlyscattered with soft crystals of snow He was alone no one would playwith him so late in the season and there had been no boy present tocarry his clubs Yes this was the last time hed try it until springPeyton Morris who had married Lees niece and was at least fourteenyears his junior had been justified in a refusal which at itsexpression had made Lee crossAt worse than fortyfive he had told Morris curtly he was more activethan the young men hardly out of the universities To this Peyton hadreplied that undoubtedly Lee had more energy than he personally hefelt as old asas Egypt Ridiculous Lee decided trying to make uphis mind whether he might continue playing or return beaten byNovember to the clubhouse In the end with numb fingers he picked uphis ball and walked slowly back over the empty course The wind nowwas behind him and increasingly comfortable he grew reflectiveThe comparison of Peyton Morriss age with his recalling the fact tobe precise of his fortyseven years created a vague questioningdissatisfaction Suddenly he saw himselfa comfortable body in acomfortable existence a happy existence he added sharplyobjectively and the stout figure in knickerbockers rough stockings ayellow buckskin jacket and checked cap pulled over a face which hefelt was brightly red surprised and a little annoyed him In theabrupt appearance of this image it seemed that there had been notransitional years between his slender youth and the present He had anabsurd momentary impression that an act of malicious magic had in asecond transformed him into a shape decidedly too heavy for grace Hisbreathing where the ground turned upward was even slightly laboredIt was Lee thought with all the intensity of an original discoverydevilish unpleasant to grow old to die progressively on ones feet heelaborated the fact That was what happened to a manhis liverthickened his teeth went his veins became brittle pipes of limeWorse than all that his potency the spirit and heat of living metwithout any renewal its inescapable winter This might did occurwhile his being was rebellious with vain hope Today in spite of theslight clogging of his breath his bodys loss of flexibility hisimagination was as vigorous as curious as ever  take that nonsenseabout the doll which in a recalled classical allusion he hadprivately named Cytherea Peyton Morris would never have entered intothatLee Randon on one of his infrequent trips to New York had seen it ina confectioners window on Fifth Avenue and instantly it hadcaptivated his attention brought him to a halt The doll beautifullydressed in the belled skirt of the eighteenforties wore plumcoloredsilk with a bodice and wide short sleeves of pale yellow and crossedon the breast a strip of black Spanish lace that fell to the hem ofthe skirt It wasnt of course the clothes that attracted himheonly grew conscious of them perhaps a month laterbut the wilfulcharm the enigmatic fascination of the still face The eyes were longand half closed under finely arched brows there was a minute patch atthe right corner of a pale scarlet smiling mouth a pointed chinmarked an elusive oval beneath black hair drawn down upon a long slimneck hair to which was pinned an odd headdress of old gilt with atthe back pendent ornamental strands of goldglass beadsInsistently conventional selectly ordinary in appearance the stickwith a pigskin handle hanging from his left arm he had studied thedoll with a deepening interest Never in life he told himself had heseen a woman with such a magnetic and disturbing charm Fixed in intentregard he became conscious that strangely rather than small thefigure seemed diminished by a distance which yet left every featureclear With this he grew satirical at himself and moving resolutelydown the Avenue treated his absorption with ridicule But the visionof the face the smile the narrowed eyes persisted in his mind thetruth was that they troubled him and within three blocks he hadturned The second view intensified rather than lessened his feelingand he walked quickly into the shop odorous with burned sugar The dollwas removed from the windowit had come from Paris he learnedandafter a single covert glance he bought it for he needlessly informedthe girl wrapping it in an unwieldy light package his daughterTo his secret satisfaction Helena who was twelve hadnt beenstrongly prepossessed and the dollthough Lee Randon no longerthought of it as merely thatleft downstairs had been finally placedon the white overmantel of the fireplace by the diningroom doorThere when he was alone he very often stopped to gaze at the figureand during such a moment of speculative abstraction he had from thememories of early reading called her Cytherea That Lee rememberedvaguely was the Cytheranian name of the mysterious goddess of loveVenus of the principle the passion of life stirring in plants andmen But in the shape above him it had been strangely modified from anapparently original purpose made infinitely difficult if notimpossible of understanding His Cytherea bore the traces the resultsof old and lost and polished civilizations there was about her even abreath of immemorial China It mingled with a suggestion of Venice theeighteenth century Venice of the princes of Naxoshow curiously shebrought back tags of discarded readingand of the rococo Viennesecourt This much he grasped but the secret of her fascination ofwhat at heart she represented what in her had happened to loveentirely escaped himLee was interested in this he reassured his normal intelligencebecause really it bore upon him upon the whole of his married lifewith Fanny He wasnt merely the victim of a vagrant obsession thetyranny of a threatening fixed idea No the,13
+Carel Lyn Miske Charles Franks and the Online Distributed Proofreading TeamCOWBOY DAVEORTHE ROUNDUP AT ROLLING RIVERBY FRANK V WEBSTERAUTHOR OF ONLY A FARM BOY BOB THE CASTAWAY COMRADES OF THE SADDLEAIRSHIP ANDY TOM TAYLOR AT WEST POINT ETCILLUSTRATEDBOOKS FOR BOYSBy FRANK V WEBSTERONLY A FARM BOYTOM THE TELEPHONE BOYTHE BOY FROM THE RANCHTHE YOUNG TREASURER HUNTERBOB THE CASTAWAYTHE YOUNG FIREMEN OF LAKEVILLETHE NEWSBOY PARTNERSTHE BOY PILOT OF THE LAKESTHE TWO BOY GOLD MINERSJACK THE RUNAWAYCOMRADES OF THE SADDLETHE BOYS OF BELLWOOD SCHOOLTHE HIGH SCHOOL RIVALSBOB CHESTERS GRITAIRSHIP ANDYDARRY THE LIFE SAVERDICK THE BANK BOYBEN HARDYS FLYING MACHINETHE BOYS OF THE WIRELESSHARRY WATSONS HIGH SCHOOL DAYSTHE BOY SCOUTS OF LENOXTOM TAYLOR AT WEST POINTCOWBOY DAVETHE BOYS OF THE BATTLESHIPJACK OF THE PONY EXPRESSCOWBOY DAVECONTENTS     I     AFTER STRAY CATTLE     II    THE TAUNT     III   A CONFESSION     IV    A SMALL STAMPEDE     V     TREACHERY     VI    A CRY FOR HELP     VII   THE RESCUE     VIII   MR BELLMORE     IX    DAVE MEETS LEN     X     DAVE WONDERS     XI    HAZARDOUS WORK     XII   THE FIGHT     XIII  SOME NEWS     XIV   A WARNING     XV    RETALIATION     XVI   UNAVAILING EFFORTS     XVII  THE ROUNDUP     XVIII A MIDNIGHT BLAZE     XIX   FIGHTING FIRE     XX    THE CHASE     XXI   THE ESCAPE     XXII  TANGLES     XXIII THE CLUE     XXIV  BROTHERS     XXV   THE NEW RANCHIllustration HE WHEELED AND RODE STRAIGHT AT THE ONCOMING STEERSCHAPTER IAFTER STRAY CATTLEHi Yi YipWooooo Wah ZutHere we comeWhat was coming seemed to be a thunderous cloud of dust from the midst ofwhich came strange shrill sounds punctuated with sharp cries that didnot appear to be altogether humanThe dustcloud grew thicker the thunder sounded louder and the yellswere shrillerFrom one of a group of dull red buildings a sunbronzed man steppedforthHe shaded his eyes with a brown powerful hand gazed for an instanttoward the approaching cloud of animated and vociferous dust and turningto a smiling Chinese who stood near with a pot in his hand remarked in aslow musical drawlWell Hop Loy here they are riproarin an snortin from th roundupAlle samee hungly too observed the Celestial with unctious blandnessYou can sure make a point of that Hop Loy went on the other Hungry istheir middle name just now and youd better begin t rustle th grub orI wouldnt give an empty fortyfive for your pigtailOi la fairly screamed the Chinese as with a quick gesture toward hislong queue he scuttled toward the cook house which stood in the midst ofthe other low ranch buildings Glub leady alle samee light now Hop Loycried over his shoulderIt better be ominously observed Pocus Pete foreman of the Bar U ranchone of the bestoutfitted in the Rolling River section It better beThose boys mean business or I miss my guess the foreman went on Hardwork aplenty I reckon Wonder how they made out he went on musingly ashe started back toward the bunk house whence he had come with a saddlestrap to which he was attaching a new buckle If things dont take a turnfor th better soon there wont any of us make out and with a gloomyshake of his head Pocus Pete to give him the name he commonly went bytossed the strap inside the bunk house and went on toward the mainbuilding where by virtue of his position as head of the cowboys he hadhis own cotMeanwhile the crowd of yelling hardriding sand duststirring puncherscame on faster than everHi Yi YipHere we comeKeep th pot abilin Weve got our appetites With usThats whatSome one fired his big revolver in the air and in another moment therewas an echo of many shots the sharp crack of the fortyfives minglingwith the thunder of hoofs the yells and the clatter of stirrup leathersThe boys coming back Pete asked an elderly man who came to the doorof the main living room of the principal ranch houseYes Mr Carson theyre comin back an it dont need a movin pictureoperator an telegraphic despatch t tell it eitherNo Pete They seem to be in good spirits tooYes they generally are when they get back from roundup I want to hearhow they made out though an what th prospects areSo do I Pete and there was an anxious note in the voice of MrRandolph Carson owner of the Bar U ranch Matters had not been going wellwith him of lateWith final yells and an increase in the quantity of dust tossed up as thecowboys pulled their horses back on their haunches the rangeridingoutfit of the ranch came to rest not far away from the stable Thehorses with heaving sides and distended nostrils that showed a deep redhung their heads from weariness They had been ridden hard but notunmercifully and they would soon recover The cowboys themselves tippedback their big hats from their foreheads which showed curiously white incontrast to their bronzed faces and beat the dust from their trousers Afew of them wore sheepskin chapsOne after another the punchers slung their legs across the saddle hornstossed the reins over the heads of their steeds as an intimation that thehorses were not to stray and then slid to the ground walking with thatpeculiarly awkward gait that always marks one who has spent much of,13
+Transcribed from the 1908 Chatto and Windus edition by David Priceemail ccx074coventryacukTHE DUKE OF GANDIAPERSONS REPRESENTEDPOPE ALEXANDER VIFRANCESCO BORGIA Duke of Gandia    his sonsCAESAR BORGIA Cardinal of Valencia DON MICHELE COREGLIA called MICHELOTTO agent for Caesar BorgiaGIORGIO SCHIAVONE a Tiber watermanTWO ASSASSINSAN OFFICER of the Papal HouseholdVANNOZZA CATANEI surnamed LA ROSA concubine to the PopeLUCREZIA BORGIA daughter to Alexander and VannozzaSCENE  ROMETIME  JUNE 14JULY 22 1497SCENE IThe VaticanEnter CAESAR and VANNOZZACAESARNow mother though thou love my brother moreAm I not more thy son than heVANNOZZA      Not moreCAESARHave I more Spaniard in meless of theeDid our Most Holiest father thrill thy wombWith more Italian passion than brought forthMeVANNOZZA   Child thine elder never was as thou Spake never thusCAESAR      I doubt it not  But IMother am not mine elder  He desiresAnd he enjoys the life God gives himGodThe Pope our father and thy sacred selfMother beloved and hallowed  I desireMoreVANNOZZA   Thou wast ever sleepless as the wind A child anhungered for thy time to beMan  See thy purple about thee  Art thou notCardinalCAESAR   Ay my fathers eminenceSet so the stamp on mine  I will not dieCardinalVANNOZZA   Caesar wilt thou cleave my heartHave I not loved theeCAESAR      Ay fair motherayThou hast loved my father likewise  Dost thou loveGiuliathe sweet Farnesecalled the FairIn all the Roman streets that call thee RoseAnd that bright babe Giovanni whom our sireThy holy lord and hers hath stamped at birthAs duke of NepiVANNOZZA      When thy sire begatThee sinful though he ever wasfierce fellSpaniardI fear me Jesus for his sinsBade Satan pass into himCAESAR         And fill thee fullSweet sinless mother  Fear it not  Thou hastChildren more loved of him and thee than me Our bright Francesco born to smile and swayAnd her whose face makes pale the sun in heavenWhose eyes outlaugh the splendour of the seaWhose hair has all noons wonders in its weftWhose mouth is Gods and Italys one roseLucreziaVANNOZZA   Dost thou love them then  My childHow should not I then love theeCAESAR         God aloneKnows  Was not Godthe God of love who badeHis son be man because he hated manAnd saw him scourged and hanging and at lastForgave the sin wherewith he had stamped us seeingSo fair a full atonementwas not GodBridesman when Christs crowned vicar took to brideMy motherVANNOZZA      Speak not thou to me of GodI have sinned I have sinnedI would I had died a nunCloisteredCAESAR   There too my sire had found thee  PriestsMake way where warriors dare notsave when warSets wide the floodgates of the weirs of hellAnd what hast thou to do with sin  Hath heWhose sin was thine not given thee there and thenGods actual absolution  Mary livedGods virgin and Gods mother  mine art thouWho am Christlike even as thou art virginalAnd if thou love me or love me not God knowsAnd God who made me and my sire and theeMay take the charge upon him  I am ISomewhat I think to do before my dayPass from me  Did I love thee not at allI would not bid thee know itVANNOZZA         Alas my sonCAESARAlas my mother sounds no sense for men Rings but reverberate folly whence resoundsReturning laughter  Weep or smile on meThy sunshine or thy rainbow softens notThe mortal earth wherein thou hast clad me  NayBut rather would I see thee smile than weepMother  Thou art lovelier smilingVANNOZZA         What is thisThou hast at heart to do  Gods judgment hangsAbove us  I that girdled thee in meAs Mary girdled Jesus yet unborn Thou dost believe it  A creedless hereticThou art notCAESAR      I  Gods vicars childVANNOZZA         Be GodPraised  I then I thy mother bid thee prayPray thee but say what hungers in thy heartAnd whither thou wouldst hurl the strenuous lifeThat works within theeCAESAR      Whither  Am not IHinge of the gate that opens heaventhat bidsGod open when my sire thrusts in the key Cardinal  Canst thou dream I had rather beDukeEnter FRANCESCOFRANCESCO   Wilt thou take mine office Caesar mineI heard thy laugh deride it  Mother whenceComes that sweet gift of grace from dawn to dawnThat daily shows thee sweeterCAESAR         Knowest thou noneLovelierVANNOZZA   My Caesar finds me not so fairThou art over fond FrancescoCAESAR         Nay no whitOur heavenly father on earth adores no lessOur mother than our sister  and I holdHis heart and eye his spirit and his senseInfallibleEnter the POPEALEXANDER      Jest not with God  I heardA holy word a hallowing epithetCardinal Caesar trip across thy tongueLightlyCAESAR   Most holiest father I desirePaternal absolutionwhen thy laughHas waned from lip and eyelidALEXANDER         Take it nowAnd Christ preserve thee Caesar as thou artTo serve him as I serve him  Rose of mineMy rose of roses whence has fallen this dewThat dims the sweetest eyes love ever litWith light that mocks the morningVANNOZZA         Nay my lordI know notnay I knew not if I weptALEXANDEROur sons and Christs and Peters whom we praiseAre theyare thesefallen outFRANCESCO         Not I with himNor he I think with meCAESAR      Forbid it GodThe God that set thee where thou art and thereSustains thee bids the,6
+Digital TranscriptionMRJDreams and Dream StoriesBy Anna Bonus KingsfordContents  PrefacePart IDreamsI  The Doomed TrainII  The Wonderful Spectacles III The Counsel of Perfection  IV  The City of BloodV  The Bird and the CatVI  The Treasure in the Lighted HouseVII  The Forest CathedralVIII  The Enchanted WomanIX  The Banquet of the GodsX  The Difficult PathXI  A Lion in the WayXII  A Dream of DisembodimentXIII  The Perfect Way with AnimalsXIV  The Laboratory UndergroundXV  The Old Young ManXVI  The MetempsychosisXVII  The Three KingsXVIII  The Armed GoddessXIX  The Game of CardsXX  The PanicStruck PackHorseXXI  The Haunted InnXXII  An Eastern ApologueXXIII  A Haunted House IndeedXXIV  The Square in the HandDream VersesI  Through the AgesII  A FragmentIII  A FragmentIV  Signs of the TimesV  With the GodsPart IIDream StoriesI  A Village of SeersII  Steepside  A Ghost StoryIII  Beyond the SunsetIV  A Turn of LuckV  NoemiVI  The Little Old Mans StoryVII  The NightshadeVIII  St George the ChevalierPrefaceThe chronicles which I am about to present to the reader are not the result of any conscious effort of the imagination  They are as the titlepage indicates records of dreams occurring at intervals during the last ten years and transcribed pretty nearly in the order of their occurrence from my Diary  Written down as soon as possible after awaking from the slumber during which they presented themselves these narratives necessarily unstudied in style and wanting in elegance of diction have at least the merit of fresh and vivid color for they were committed to paper at a moment when the effect and impress of each successive vision were strong and forceful in the mind and before the illusion of reality conveyed by the scenes witnessed and the sounds heard in sleep had had time to pass awayI do not know whether these experiences of mine are unique  So far I have not yet met with any one in whom the dreaming faculty appears to be either so strongly or so strangely developed as in myself  Most dreams even when of unusual vividness and lucidity betray a want of coherence in their action and an incongruity of detail and dramatis personae that stamp Written in 1886  Some of the experiences in this volume were subsequent to that date  This publication is made in accordance with the authors last wishes  Ed them as the product of incomplete and disjointed cerebral function  But the most remarkable features of the experiences I am about to record are the methodical consecutiveness of their sequences and the intelligent purpose disclosed alike in the events witnessed and in the words heard or read  Some of these last indeed resemble for point and profundity the apologues of Eastern scriptures  and on more than one occasion the scenery of the dream has accurately portrayed characteristics of remote regions city forest and mountain which in this existence at least I have never beheld nor so far as I can remember even heard described and yet every feature of these unfamiliar climes has revealed itself to my sleeping vision with a splendour of coloring and distinctness of outline which made the waking life seem duller and less real by contrast  I know of no parallel to this phenomenon unless in the pages of Bulwer Lyttons romance entitledThe Pilgrims of the Rhine in which is related the story of a German student endowed with so marvellous a faculty of dreaming that for him the normal conditions of sleeping and waking became reversed his true life was that which he lived in his slumbers and his hours of wakefulness appeared to him as so many uneventful and inactive intervals of arrest occurring in an existence of intense and vivid interest which was wholly passed in the hypnotic state  Not that to me there is any such inversion of natural conditions  On the contrary the priceless insights and illuminations I have acquired by means of my dreams have gone far to elucidate for me many difficulties and enigmas of life and even of religion which might otherwise have remained dark to me and to throw upon the events and vicissitudes of a career filled with bewildering situations a light which like sunshine has penetrated to the very causes and springs of circumstance and has given meaning and fitness to much in my life that would else have appeared to me incoherent or inconsistentI have no theory to offer the reader in explanation of my facultyat least in so far as its physiological aspect is concerned  Of course having received a medical education I have speculated about the modus operandi of the phenomenon but my speculations are not of such a character as to entitle them to presentation in the form even of an hypothesis  I am tolerably well acquainted with most of the propositions regarding unconscious cerebration which have been put forward by men of science but none of these propositions can by any process of reasonable expansion or modification be made to fit my case  Hysteria to the multiform and manifold categories of which medical experts are wont to refer the majority of the abnormal experiences encountered by them is plainly inadequate to explain or account for mine  The singular coherence and sustained dramatic unity observable in these dreams as well as the poetic beauty and tender subtlety of the instructions and suggestions conveyed in them do not comport with the conditions characteristic of nervous disease  Moreover during the whole period covered by these dreams I have been busily and almost continuously engrossed with scientific and literary pursuits demanding accurate judgment and complete selfpossession and rectitude of mind  At the time when many of the most vivid and remarkable visions occurred I was following my course as a student,18
+Produced by Joel Erickson Juliet Sutherland Charles Franksand the Online Distributed Proofreading TeamADVENTURES IN THE LAND OF CANAANBy Robert Lee BerryFOREWORDThis book comes out of our heart It is intended to go to the hearts ofothers Some of the things written here were learned by long and bitterexperiences Our Adventures were very real and it is our hope thatsome of them our readers will never have The real battles are foughtwithin and the struggle for mastery goes on in the soul hidden in themysterious depths of the spirit Usually these battles are fought outalone many times when others are not aware that anything of moment ishappeningSupercritical minds may not find this book interesting we do not knowwe wrote with no other intention than to bless the hearts and lives ofthe great common man and womanWe hope you will enjoy this book We hope it will do you good If itdoes our purpose will be achieved and we shall thank God whose helpwe gratefully acknowledge in the writing of this bookR L BerryTABLE OF CONTENTSIntroductory The Land of Canaan1 Getting Ready to Enter Canaan2 The Crossing of the Jordan3 The Jordan Memorial Stone4 Troubles of Lingering at the Crossing5 Exploring Canaan by Faith6 The Best Inheritance in Canaan7 In the Hands of Giant Accuser8 Conflicts with Giant Mistake9 In the Dungeon of Giant Discourager10 The Torments of Giant Bad Feelings11 The Routing of Giant Doubt12 The Wine of Prayer13 Pilgrims of the Victorious LifeADVENTURES IN THE LAND OF CANAANINTRODUCTORY CHAPTERTHE LAND OF CANAANThe story of the Israelites from their being in bondage in Egypt to theirconquering Canaan is a type of the experiences of a man from his bondagein sin to his entire sanctificationAs a Scriptural basis for these remarks see Galatians 3629 wherePaul the great Apostle to the Gentiles quotes a part of the Abrahamiccovenant and applies it to Gentile Christians the complete fulfillmentof the covenant being expressed in verse 14 where the promise of theSpirit is spoken of as the blessing of Abraham It is also made plainin this chapter that salvation in Christ makes us Abrahams seed andtherefore heirs according to the promise Hence the promise to Abrahamhas its complete fulfillment in New Testament salvationIn Romans 4 Paul again dips deep into the promise of God to Abraham andbrings forth beautiful teaching which shows that to him Gods promiseto Abraham was spiritual as well as material that there was to be aspiritual seed as well as literal seed and that faith is as potentas natural birth in making men children of Abraham Also in these versesAbraham is made the father of us all even of Gentiles which of coursecould not be true except in a spiritual senseThe same subject is treated again in chapter 4 of Hebrews Here thefigure is rest The rest of the Israelites was their settling in Canaanand in verse 6 speaking of the fact that some did not enter rest becauseof unbelief allusion is made to the failure to enter Canaan fromKadeshbarnea Then ten spies brought back such a bad report that thewhole camp wept and would not go over For forty years these rebelswandered in the wilderness until all were dead except Caleb and Joshuathe two faithful spiesThere is a beautiful analogy between the events of the Israelites intheir journey out of Egypt into Canaan and the fundamental experiencesof the Christian Note these parallelsfar too close not to have beenplanned as type and antitype by the great Author of salvation1 Abraham was promised two things first his seed should inherit theland of Canaan second in him should all families of the earth be blessedGenesis 12132 Abraham was the father of both a literal and a spiritual seed thefirst inherited literal Canaan and the second inherited spiritual CanaanRomans 4 Galatians 43 There was a rest promised both to the Israelite and to the Christianbeliever Hebrews 44 Israel was in bondage to Pharaoh and his taskmasters in Egypt andsinners are in bondage to the devil and sin5 By a miraculous deliverance at the Red Sea Israel escaped fromEgyptian bondage and sinners are saved by the miraculous new birth6 By another miracle of power Israel entered Canaan through the bedof the Jordan River and by a second work of grace believers are whollysanctified by the Spirit through the blood7 By refusing to believe and obey the Israelites wandered for fortyyears in the wilderness just as Christians fall away grow lukewarm andbackslidden many times when they see their privilege of being made purein heart and refuse to walk in the light8 After the Israelites entered Canaan they had to fight for theirpossessions and so too do we have to fight for our spiritual possessionin the state of holiness9 The literal land of Canaan was a good land flowing with milk andhoney where the Israelites ate the old corn and wine of the land Justso spiritual Canaan is the best place of grace under heaven indeed itis heavens borderland where saints have sweet communion with God andChrist and are ready for the great crowningdayIn several chapters of this book we shall treat the subject of entiresanctification allegorically using the types as prefiguring Christianexperience The battles of the soul against foes are real conflictswhich leave their scars and marks on many a Christian Perhaps out ofthe experiences of others the reader will gather something of profitto himself and be enabled to fight more effectively and not merely beatthe air There are spiritual powers in high places that challenge us tobattle blessed is he who has the armor the courage and the skill towinCHAPTER ONEGETTING READY TO ENTER CANAANCan you tell me please the first step to take in obtaining the experienceof entire sanctification I have heard much about it have heard manysermons on it too but the way to proceed is not yet plain to me notso plain as I wish it were Cant you tell me the first step the secondthird and all the rest My heart feels a hunger that seems unappeasedI have a longing that is,0
+Produced by Juliet Sutherland Charles Franksand the Online Distributed Proofreading TeamIllustration SHE FELT MY PRESENCE AND LOOKED UP QUICKLYThe Works of E P Roe_VOLUME FOURTEEN_A DAY OF FATE_ILLUSTRATED_1880PREFACESome shallow story of deep loveShakespeareCONTENTS_BOOK FIRST_CHAPTER IAIMLESS STEPSCHAPTER IIA JUNE DAY DREAMCHAPTER IIIA SHINING TIDECHAPTER IVREALITYCHAPTER VMUTUAL DISCOVERIESCHAPTER VIA QUAKER TEACHAPTER VIIA FRIENDCHAPTER VIIITHE MYSTERY OF MYSTERIESCHAPTER IXOLD PLODCHAPTER XA BIT OF EDENCHAPTER XIMOVEDCHAPTER XIIONE OF NATURES TRAGEDIESCHAPTER XIIITHE LIGHTNING AND A SUBTLER FLAMECHAPTER XIVKINDLING A SPARK OF LIFECHAPTER XVMY FATE_BOOK SECOND_CHAPTER ITHE DAY AFTERCHAPTER IIIT WAS INEVITABLECHAPTER IIIRETURNING CONSCIOUSNESSCHAPTER IVIN THE DARKCHAPTER VA FLASH OF MEMORYCHAPTER VIWEAKNESSCHAPTER VIIOLD PLOD IDEALIZEDCHAPTER VIIIAN IMPULSECHAPTER IXA WRETCHED FAILURECHAPTER XIN THE DEPTHSCHAPTER XIPOOR ACTINGCHAPTER XIITHE HOPE OP A HIDDEN TREASURECHAPTER XIIITHE OLD MEETINGHOUSE AGAINCHAPTER XIVLOVE TEACHING ETHICSCHAPTER XVDONT THINK OF MECHAPTER XVIRICHARDCHAPTER XVIIMY WORST BLUNDERCHAPTER XVIIIMRS YOCOMBS LETTERSCHAPTER XIXADAHCHAPTER XXTHANKSGIVING DAYCHAPTER XXIRIPPLES ON DEEP WATER_BOOK FIRST_CHAPTER IAIMLESS STEPSAnother months work will knock Morton into pi was a remark thatcaught my ear as I fumed from the composingroom back to my privateoffice I had just irately blamed a printer for a blunder of my ownand the words I overheard reminded me of the unpleasant truth that Ihad recently made a great many senseless blunders over which I chafedin merciless selfcondemnation For weeks and months my mind had beentense under the strain of increasing work and responsibility It wasmy nature to become absorbed in my tasks and as night editor of aprominent city journal I found a limitless field for labor It wastrue I could have jogged along under the heavy burden withcomparatively little wear and loss but impelled by both temperamentand ambition I was trying to maintain a racers speed From casualemployment as a reporter I had worked my way up to my presentposition and the tireless activity and alertness required to win andhold such a place was seemingly degenerating into a nervousrestlessness which permitted no repose of mind or rest of body Iworked when other men slept but instead of availing myself of theright to sleep when the world was awake I yielded to an increasingtendency to wakefulness and read that I might be informed on theendless variety of subjects occupying public attention The globe wasbecoming a vast huntingground around which my thoughts ranged almostunceasingly that I might capture something new striking or originalfor the benefit of our paper Each day the quest had grown more eagerand as the hour for going to press approached I would even becomefeverish in my intense desire to send the paper out with a breezynewsy aspect and would be elated if at the last moment material wasflashed in that would warrant startling headlines andcorrespondingly depressed if the weary old world had a few hours ofquiet and peace To make the paper go every faculty I possessed wasin the harnessThe aside I had just overheard suggested at least one very probableresult In printers jargon I would soon be in piThe remark combined with my stupid blunder for which I had blamed aninnocent man caused me to pull up and ask myself whither I washurrying so breathlessly Saying to my assistant that I did not wishto be disturbed for a half hour unless it was essential I went to mylittle inner room I wished to take a mental inventory of myself andsee how much was left Hitherto I had been on the keen runacondition not favorable to introspectionNeither my temperament nor the school in which I had been trainedinclined me to slow deliberate processes of reasoning I looked myown case over as I might that of some brothereditors whose journalswere draining them of life and whose obituaries I shall probablywrite if I survive them Reason and Conscience now that I gave them achance began to take me to task severelyYou are a blundering fool said Reason and the man in thecomposingroom is right You are chafing over petty blunders whileignoring the fact that your whole present life is a blunder and theadequate reason why your faculties are becoming untrustworthy Eachday you grow more nervously anxious to have everything correct givingyour mind to endless details and your powers are beginning to snaplike the overstrained strings of a violin At this rate you will soonspend yourself and all there is of youThen Conscience like an irate judge on the bench arraigned me Youare a heathen and your paper is your car of Juggernaut You areceasing to be a man and becoming merely an editorno not even aneditora newsmonger one of the worlds gossips You are an Athenianonly as you wish to hear and tell some new thing Long ears arebecoming the appropriate symbols of your being You are too hurriedtoo eager for temporary success too taken up with details to formcalm philosophical opinions of the great events of your time andthus be able to shape mens opinions You commenced as a reporter andare a reporter still You pride yourself that you are not narrowunconscious of the truth that you are spreading yourself thinly overthe mere surface of affairs You have little comprehension of thedeeper forces and motives of humanityIt is true that I might have pleaded in extenuation of these rathersevere judgments that I was somewhat alone in the world living inbachelor apartments without the redeeming influences of home andfamily life There were none whose love gave them the right or themotive to lay a restraining hand upon me and my associates in laborwere more inclined to applaud my zeal than to curb it Thus it hadbeen left to the casual remark of a nameless printer and an instanceof my own failing powers to break the spell that ambition and habitwere weavingBefore the half hour elapsed I felt weak and ill The moment I relaxedthe tension and willpower which I had maintained so long strongreaction set in Apparently I had about reached the limits ofendurance I felt as if I were growing old and feeble by minutes asone might by years Taking my hat and coat I passed out remarking tomy assistant that he must do the best he couldthat I was ill,2
+Produced by Juliet Sutherland Charles Franksand the Online Distributed Proofreading TeamA FOOL AND HIS MONEYBYGEORGE BARR McCUTCHEONCONTENTSCHAPTERI I MAKE NO EFFORT TO DEFEND MYSELFII I DEFEND MY PROPERTYIII I CONVERSE WITH A MYSTERYIV I BECOME AN ANCESTORV I MEET THE FOE AND FALLVI I DISCUSS MATRIMONYVII I RECEIVE VISITORSVIII I RESORT TO DIPLOMACYIX I AM INVITED OUT TO DINNERX I AGREE TO MEET THE ENEMYXI I AM INVITED TO LEND MONEYXII I AM INFORMED THAT I AM IN LOVEXIII I VISIT AND AM VISITEDXIV I AM FORCED INTO BEING A HEROXV I TRAVERSE THE NIGHTXVI I INDULGE IN PLAIN LANGUAGEXVII I SEE TO THE BOTTOM OF THINGSXVIII I SPEED THE PARTING GUESTXIX I BURN A FEW BRIDGESXX I CHANGE GARDEN SPOTSXXI SHE PROPOSESILLUSTRATIONSIn the aperture stood my amazing neighbour   FrontispieceI found myself staring as if stupefied at the white figure of a womanwho stood in the topmost balconyI sat bolt upright and yelled Get outWe faced each other across the bowl of rosesUp to that moment I had wondered whether I could do it with my left handCHAPTER II MAKE NO EFFORT TO DEFEND MYSELFI am quite sure it was my Uncle Rilas who said that I was a fool Ifmemory serves me well he relieved himself of that conviction in thepresence of my motherwhose brother he wasat a time when I wasleast competent to acknowledge _his_ wisdom and most arrogant inasserting my own I was a freshman in college a factor conditionperhapswhich should serve as an excuse for both of us I possessedanother uncle incidentally and while I am now convinced that he musthave felt as Uncle Rilas did about it he was one of those who sufferin silence The nearest he ever got to openly resenting me as a freshmanwas when he admitted as if it were a crime that he too had been incollege and knew less when he came out than when he entered Which wasa mild way of putting it I am sure considering the fact that heremained there for twentythree years as a distinguished member of thefacultyI assume therefore that it was Uncle Rilas who orally convicted mean assumption justified to some extent by putting two and two togetherafter the poor old gentleman was laid away for his long sleep He hadbeen very emphatic in his belief that a fool and his money are soonparted Up to the time of his death I had been in no way qualified todispute this ancient theory In theory no doubt I was the kind offool he referred to but in practice I was quite an untried noviceIt is very hard for even a fool to part with something he hasnt gotTrue I parted with the little I had at college with noteworthypromptness about the middle of each term but that could hardly havebeen called a fair test for the adage Not until Uncle Rilas died andleft me all of his money was I able to demonstrate that only dead menand fools part with it The distinction lies in the capacity forenjoyment while the sensation lasts Dead men part with it becausethey have to fools because they want toIn any event Uncle Rilas did not leave me his money until my freshmandays were far behind me wherein lies the solace that he may haveoutgrown an opinion while I was going through the same process Attwentythree I confessed that _all_ freshmen were insufferableand immediately afterward took my degree and went out into the worldto convince it that seniors are by no means adolescent Havingsuccessfully passed the age of reason I too felt myself admirablyqualified to look with scorn upon all creatures employed in the businessof getting an education There were times when I wondered how on earthI could have stooped so low as to be a freshman I still have thedisquieting fear that my uncle did not modify his opinion of me untilI was thoroughly over being a senior You will note that I do not sayhe changed his opinion Modify is the wordHis original estimate of me as a freshman of coursewas utteredwhen I at the age of eighteen picked out my walk in life so tospeak After considering everything I decided to be a literary manA novelist or a playwright I hadnt much of a choice between the twoor perhaps a journalist Being a journalist of course was preliminarya sort of makeshift At any rate I was going to be a writer My UncleRilas a hardheaded customer who had read Scott as a boy and the WallStreet news as a manwithout being misled by eitherwas scornfulHe said that I would outgrow it there was some consolation in thatHe even admitted that when he was seventeen he wanted to be an actorThere you are said he I declared there was a great difference betweenbeing an actor and being a writer Only handsome men can be actorswhile Iwell by nature I was doomed to be nothing more engaging thana novelist who doesnt have to spoil an illusion by showing himselfin publicBesides I argued novelists make a great deal of money and playwrightstoo for that matter He said in reply that an ordinarily vigorouswasherwoman could make more money than the average novelist and shealways had a stocking without a hole to keep it in which was more tothe pointNow that I come to think of it it _was_ Uncle Rilas who oracularlyprejudged me and not Uncle John who was by way of being a sort ofliterary chap himself and therefore lamentably unqualified to guideme in any course whatsoever especially as he had all he could do tokeep his own wolf at bay without encouraging mine and who besidesteaching good English loved it wisely and too well I think UncleRilas would have held Uncle John up to me as an examplea scarecrowyou might sayif it hadnt been for the fact that he loved him inspite of his English He must have loved me in spite of mineMy mother felt in her heart that I ought to be a doctor,13
+Produced by Jason Kwong Juliet Sutherland Charles Franksand the Online Distributed Proofreading TeamA FOOL THERE WASBYPORTER EMERSON BROWNEA Fool there was and he made his prayer  Even as you and ITo a rag and a bone and a hank of hair   We called her the woman who did not careBut the fool he called her his lady fair  Even as you and IILLUSTRATED BYEDMUND MAGRATHANDW W FAWCETT1909TOROBERT HILLIARDCONTENTSChapterI      Of Certain PeopleII     Of Certain Other PeopleIII    Two Boys and a GirlIV     The Child and the StrangerV      As Time PassesVI     An AccidentVII    An IncidentVIII   Of Certain GoingsIX     Of Certain Other GoingsX      Two Boys and a DoctorXI     A ProposalXII    A Foreign MissionXIII   The GoingXIV    Parmaleeand The WomanXV     A WarningXVI    The BeginningXVII   In The NightXVIII  White RosesXIX    ShadowsXX     A Fairy StoryXXI    A LetterXXII   Again The Fairy StoryXXIII  AidXXIV   The RescueXXV    The ReturnXXVI   The Red RoseXXVII  The Red RoadXXVIII The BattleXXIX   DefeatXXX    And Its ConsequencesXXXI   That Which Men SaidXXXII  In the GardenXXXIII TemptationXXXIV  The Shroud of a SoulXXXV   The Thing that was a ManXXXVI  Again the BattleXXXVII The Pity of It AllILLUSTRATIONSBeautiful gloriously beautiful in her strange  weird dark beautyBye little sweetheartI do forgiveforgive and understandCant you find in that dead thing you call a  heart just one shred of pityCHAPTER ONEOF CERTAIN PEOPLETo begin a story of this kind at the beginning is hard for when thebeginning may have been no man knows Perhaps it was a hundred yearsagoperhaps a thousandperhaps ten thousand and it may well be yetlonger ago even than that Yet it can be told that John Schuyler camefrom a long line of cleanbodied cleansouled cleareyed clearheadedancestors and from these he had inherited cleanness of body and of soulclearness of eye and of head They had given him all that lay in theirpower to give had these honest impassive Dutchmen andwomenthesebroadshouldered narrowhipped English they had amalgamated for himtheir virtues and they had eradicated for him their vices they hadcultivated for him those things of theirs that it were well to cultivateand they had plucked ruthlessly from the gardens of heredity the weedsand tares that might have grown to check his growth And doing thisthey had died one after another knowing not what they had doneknowingnot why they had done itknowing not what the result would bedoingthat which they did because it was in them to do it and for no otherreason save that For so it is of this worldFirst then it is for you to know these things that I have toldSecondly it is for you to realize that there are things in this world ofwhich we know but little that there are other things of which we maysometime learn that there are infinitely more things that not even thewisest of us may ever begin to understand God chooses to tell us nothingof that which comes after and of that which comes therein He lets uslearn just enough that we may know how much more there isAnd knowing and realizing these things we may but go back as far towardthe beginning as it is in our power to see                                     Before the restless neverebbing of the tides of business hadoverwhelmed it with a seething flood of watered stocks and liquiddollars there stood on a corner of Fifth Avenue and one of its lowertributaries a stern heavyportalled mansion of brownstone It was ahouse not forbidding but dignified Its broad plateglass windows gazedout in silent impassive tolerance upon the streams of social life thatpassed it of pleasant afternoons in Spring and Fallon sleetsweptnights of winter when bus and brougham brought from theatre and operatheir little groups and pairs of furclad women and highhatted men Itwas a big housebig in sizebig in atmospherebig in mannerAt its left there was another big house much like the one that I havealready described It was possibly a bit more homelikea bit lessdignified for possibly its windows were a trifle more narrow and itsportal a little less imposing And across from that there lay a smallerhousea house of brick and this was much more inviting than either ofthe others for one might step from the very sidewalk within the broadhall hung with two very very old portraits and lighted warmly withshades of dull yellow and of pinkIn the first of the big houses there lived a boy and in the second therelived another boy and across in the little house of brick there liveda girl Of course in these houses there dwelt as well other peopleOf these was John Stuyvesant Schuyler who with his wife Gretchen livedin the big house on the corner was a man silent serious He livedintent honest upright He seldom laughed though when he did therecame at the corners of mouth and eye tiny telltale lines which showedthat beneath seriousness and silence lay a fund of humor unharmed bycontinual drain He was a tall man broadshouldered straightbackedAnd to that which had been left him he added in health in mind and inmoney and he added wisely and well and never at unjust expense toanyoneHis wife was much as he in trait and habit She too was silentserious intent Of her time of her effort of herself she gave freelywherein it were well to give In her youth she,13
+This eBook was created by Charles AldarondoThe Works of E P ROEFROM JEST TO EARNESTDEDICATIONThis book is dedicated in fraternal affection to the friend of myyouth and maturer yearsthe REV A MOSS MERWIN who with everyavenue of earthly ambition open to him at home and with everymotive urged upon him to remain at home has been for years andis now a faithful missionary in a foreign landCONTENTSCHAPTER I A PRACTICAL JOKECHAPTER II THE VICTIMCHAPTER III PUZZLED AND INTERESTEDCHAPTER IV A LITTLE PAGANCHAPTER V PLAIN TALKCHAPTER VI A SLEIGHRIDE AND SOMETHING MORECHAPTER VII ANOTHER SPELL THAN BEAUTYSCHAPTER VIII FINDING ONES LEVELCHAPTER IX THE OTHER SETCHAPTER X HUMAN NATURECHAPTER XI A POSSIBLE TRAGEDYCHAPTER XII MISS MARSDEN ASKS SOMBRE QUESTIONSCHAPTER XIII A LOVER QUENCHEDCHAPTER XIV LOTTIE A MYSTERIOUS PROBLEMCHAPTER XV HEMSTEAD SEES OUR SETCHAPTER XVI HOW WOMAN MAKES OR MARSCHAPTER XVII MIDNIGHT VIGILSCHAPTER XVIII HEMSTEADS HEAVY GUN AND ITS RECOILCHAPTER XIX THE PREACHER TAUGHT BY THE PAGANCHAPTER XX THE DAWNING LIGHTCHAPTER XXI MISUNDERSTOODCHAPTER XXII YOU MUST WAIT AND SEECHAPTER XXIII A RATIONALIST OF THE OLD SCHOOLCHAPTER XXIV THE TERROR OF A GREAT FEARCHAPTER XXV A TRUE KNIGHTCHAPTER XXVI ON A CRUMBLING ICEFLOECHAPTER XXVII THE MEETING AND GREETINGCHAPTER XXVIII THE TRIAL OF LOVECHAPTER XXIX HEMSTEADS ADVICE AND LOTTIES COLORSCHAPTER XXX AROUND THE YULELOGCHAPTER XXXI UNDER THE MISTLETOECHAPTER XXXII THE CHRISTMAS SUNDAYCHAPTER XXXIII THE END OF THE JESTCHAPTER XXXIV LOYALCHAPTER XXXV MR DIMMERLY CONCLUDES TO MEDDLECHAPTER XXXVI A NIGHT IN THE SNOWCHAPTER XXXVII IN EARNESTFROM JEST TO EARNESTCHAPTER IA PRACTICAL JOKEOn a cloudy December morning a gentleman two ladies and a boystepped down from the express train at a station just above theHighlands on the Hudson A double sleigh overflowing with luxuriousrobes stood near and a portly coachman with difficulty restrainedhis spirited horses while the little party arranged themselves fora winter ride  Both the ladies were young and the gentlemansanxious and almost tender solicitude for one of them seemed hardlywarranted by her blooming cheeks and sprightly movements  A closeobserver might soon suspect that his assiduous attentions  werecaused by a malady of his own rather than by indisposition on herpartThe other young lady received but scant politeness though seeminglyin greater need of it But the words of Scripture applied toher beautiful companion Whosoever hath to him shall be givenand he shall have more abundance She had been surfeited all herlife with attention and though she would certainly have felt itsabsence as she would the loss of wealth lifelong familiaritywith both led her to place no special value upon themTherefore during the halfhours ride her spirits rose with therapid motion and even the leaden sky and winters bleakness couldnot prevent the shifting landscape from being a source of pleasureto her city eyes while the devotion  of her admirer or lover wasreceived as a matter of courseThe frosty air brought color into her companions usually paleface but not of an attractive kind for the northeast wind thatdeepened the vermilion in the beautys cheek could only tinge thatof the other with a ghastly blue The delicate creature shiveredand sighedI wish we were thereReally Bel I sometimes think your veins are filled with waterinstead of blood Its not cold today is it Mr De ForrestWell all I can say with certainty he replied is that I havebeen in a glow for the last two hours I thought it was chillybefore thatYou are near to glory then cried the boy saucily from hisperch on the drivers boxOf course I am said Mr De Forrest in a low tone and leaningtowards the maidenYou are both nearer being silly she replied pettishly  Danbehave yourself and speak when you are spoken toThe boy announced his independence of sisterly control by beginningto whistle and the young lady addressed as Bel remarked MrDe Forrest is no judge of the weather under the circumstances Hedoubtless regards the day as bright and serene But he was evidentlya correct  judge up to the time he joined you LottieHe joined you as much as he did meO pardon me yes I believe I was presentI hope I have failed in no act of politeness Miss Bel said DeForrest a little stifflyI have no complaints to make Indeed I have fared well consideringthat one is sometimes worse than a crowdNonsense said Lottie petulantly and the young man tried notto appear annoyedThe sleigh now dashed in between rustic gateposts  composed of roughpillars of granite and proceeding along an avenue that sometimesskirted a wooded ravine and again wound through picturesque groupingsof evergreens they soon reached a mansion of considerable sizewhich bore evidence of greater age than is usual with the homes inour new worldThey had hardly crossed the threshold into the hall before theywere hospitably welcomed by a widowed lady whose hair was slightlytinged with gray and by her eldest daughterThe greetings were so cordial as to indicate ties of blood andthe guests were shown to their rooms and told to  prepare for anearly dinnerIn brief Mrs Marchmont the mistress of the mansion had gratifiedher daughters wish as she did all her fancies by permitting herto invite a number of young friends for the Christmas holidaysBoth mother and daughter were fond of society and it required nohospitable effort to  welcome visitors at a season when a majorityof their friends had fled from the dreariness of winter to cityhomes  Indeed they regarded it as almost an honor that so prominenta belle as Charlotte Marsden had consented to spend a few weekswith them at a time when country life is at a large discount withthe fashionable They surmised that the presence of Mr De Forresta distant relative of both Miss Marsden and themselves would beagreeable to all  concerned and were not mistaken and to MissLottie the presence of a few admirersshe would not entertain theidea that they were lovershad become an ordinary necessity  oflife Mr De Forrest was an unusually interesting specimen of thegenushandsome an adept in the mode and etiquette of the hourattentive as her own shadow and quite as subservientHis lovemaking,0
+This eBook was produced by David Garcia Juliet SutherlandCharles Franks and the Online Distributed Proofreading TeamFRANK ON THE LOWER MISSISSIPPIBYHARRY CASTLEMON  CONTENTS  CHAPTER    ITHE NEW PAYMASTER  CHAPTER   IIA NIGHT EXPEDITION  CHAPTER  IIIARCHIE IN A PREDICAMENT  CHAPTER   IVA MARK FOR THE UNION  CHAPTER    VA RUN FOR LIFE  CHAPTER   VIFRANK TURNS DETECTIVE  CHAPTER  VIIFRANKS FIRST COMMAND  CHAPTER VIIIAN UNLUCKY FLIGHT  CHAPTER   IXUP THE WASHITA  CHAPTER    XTHE PROMOTION  CHAPTER   XITHE RIVAL SPIES  CHAPTER  XIIA SCOUTING PARTY  CHAPTER XIIITOM THE COXSWAIN  CHAPTER  XIVA REBEL TRICK  CHAPTER   XVHONORABLY DISCHARGEDFRANK ON THE LOWER MISSISSIPPICHAPTER IThe New PaymasterVicksburg had fallen and the army had marched in and taken possessionof the city How Frank longed to accompany it that he might see theinside of the rebel stronghold which had so long withstood the advanceof our fleet and army He stood leaning against one of the monster gunswhich at his bidding had spoken so often and so effectively in favorof the Union and for two hours watched the long lines of warwornsoldiers as they moved into the works At length a tremendous cheerarose from the city and Frank discovered a party of soldiers on thecupola of the courthouse from which a few moments afterward floatedthe Stars and Stripes Then came faintly to his ears the words of afamiliar song which were caught up by the soldiers in the city then bythose who were still marching in and Well rally round the flagboys was sung by an immense choir The rebels in the streets gazedwonderingly at the men on the spire and listened to the song and thetriumphant shouts of the conquering army which proclaimed the beginningof the downfall of their confederacyTo Frank it was one of the proudest moments of his lifea sight hewould not have missed to be able to float at the masthead of his vesselthe broad pennant of the admiral All he had endured was forgotten andwhen the Old Flag was unfurled in the air which had but a short timebefore floated the stars and bars he pulled off his cap and shoutedat the top of his lungsHaving thus given vent to his feelings of exultation in obedience toorders he commenced the removal of his battery on board the Trenton Itwas two days work to accomplish this but Frank who was impatient tosee the inside of the fortifications worked with a will and finally thebattery was mounted in its old position On the following day theTrenton moved down the river and came to anchor in front of VicksburgShore liberty was granted and Frank in company with several of hisbrother officers strolled about the city On every side the houses borethe marks of Union shot and shell and the streets were blocked withfortifications showing that had the city been taken by storm it wasthe intention of the rebels to dispute every inch of the ground Everything bore evidence to the fact that the fight had been a most desperateone that the rebels had surrendered only when they found that it wasimpossible to hold out longerIn some places the streets ran through deep cuts in the bank and inthese banks were the famous gopher holes They were caves dug inthe ground into which a person if he happened to hear a shell comingmight run for safety Outside the city the fortifications were mostextensive riflepits ran in every direction flanked by strong fortswhose battered walls attested the fury of the iron hail that had beenpoured upon them It was night before Frank was aware of it sointerested was he in every thing about him and he returned on board hisvessel weary with his long walk but amply repaid by seeing the insideof what its rebel occupants had called the Gibraltar of AmericaDuring the next two days several vessels of the squadron passed thecity on their way to new fields of action further down the river Oneof themthe Boxer a tinclad mounting eight gunshad Frank on boardHe had been detached from the Trenton and ordered to join this vesselwhich had been assigned a station a short distance below Grand Gulf Asusual he had no difficulty in becoming acquainted with his newmessmates and he soon felt perfectly at home among them He found ashe had done in every other mess of which he had been a member thatthere was the usual amount of wrangling and disputing and it amused himexceedingly All the mess seemed to be indignant at the caterer who didnot appear to stand very high in their estimation The latter helearned had just made an assessment upon the mess to the amount often dollars for each member and as there was no paymaster on board theofficers had but very little ready money and were anxious to know whereall the funds paid into the treasury went to He also found that thecaterers authority was not as much respected as he had a right toclaim for during the very first meal Frank ate in the mess a disputearose which threatened for a time to end in the whole matter beingcarried before the captainOne of the members of the mess who was temporarily attached to thevessel was a pilot who had been pressed into the service He was agenuine rebel and frequently said that he was called a traitor becausehe was in favor of allowing the South to peaceably withdraw from theUnion The doctor a little fat jolly man and a thorough Unionistwho believed in handling all rebels without gloves took up the swordand the debate that followed was long and stormy The pilot as itproved hardly knew the reasons why the South had attempted to secedeand was constantly clinching his arguments by saying Men who knowmore and who have done more fighting during this war than you DoctorBrown say that they have a right to do so The debate waxed,13
+This eBook was produced by David Widger widgercecometnet                            BOOK II                      CARDINAL GRANVELLAANTHONY PERENOT Bishop of Arras subsequently Archbishop of Malinesand Metropolitan of all the Netherlands who under the name of CardinalGranvella has been immortalized by the hatred of his contemporarieswas born in the year 1516 at Besancon in Burgundy  His fatherNicolaus Perenot the son of a blacksmith had risen by his own meritsto be the private secretary of Margaret Duchess of Savoy at that timeregent of the Netherlands  In this post he was noticed for his habitsof business by Charles V who took him into his own service andemployed him in several important negotiations  For twenty years he wasa member of the Emperors cabinet and filled the offices of privycounsellor and keeper of the kings seal and shared in all the statesecrets of that monarch  He acquired a large fortune  His honorshis influence and his political knowledge were inherited by his sonAnthony Perenot who in his early years gave proofs of the greatcapacity which subsequently opened to him so distinguished a careerAnthony had cultivated at several colleges the talents with which naturehad so lavishly endowed him and in some respects had an advantage overhis father  He soon showed that his own abilities were sufficient tomaintain the advantageous position which the merits of another hadprocured him  He was twentyfour years old when the Emperor sent him ashis plenipotentiary to the ecclesiastical council of Trent where hedelivered the first specimen of that eloquence which in the sequel gavehim so complete an ascendancy over two kings  Charles employed him inseveral difficult embassies the duties of which he fulfilled to thesatisfaction of his sovereign and when finally that Emperor resignedthe sceptre to his son he made that costly present complete by givinghim a minister who could help him to wield itGranvella opened his new career at once with the greatest masterpiece ofpolitical genius in passing so easily from the favor of such a fatherinto equal consideration with such a son  And he soon proved himselfdeserving of it  At the secret negotiations of which the Duchess ofLorraine had in 1558 been the medium between the French and Spanishministers at Peronne he planned conjointly with the Cardinal ofLorraine that conspiracy against the Protestants which was afterwardsmatured but also betrayed at ChateauCambray where Perenot likewiseassisted in effecting the socalled peaceA deeply penetrating comprehensive intellect an unusual facility inconducting great and intricate affairs and the most extensive learningwere wonderfully united in this man with persevering industry and neverwearying patience while his enterprising genius was associated withthoughtful mechanical regularity  Day and night the state found himvigilant and collected the most important and the most insignificantthings were alike weighed by him with scrupulous attention  Notunfrequently he employed five secretaries at one time dictating to themin different languages of which he is said to have spoken seven  Whathis penetrating mind had slowly matured acquired in his lips both forceand grace and truth set forth by his persuasive eloquenceirresistibly carried away all hearers  He was tempted by noneof the passions which make slaves of most men  His integrity wasincorruptible  With shrewd penetration he saw through the dispositionof his master and could read in his features his whole train ofthought and as it were the approaching form in the shadow whichoutran it  With an artifice rich in resources he came to the aid ofPhilips more inactive mind formed into perfect thought his masterscrude ideas while they yet hung on his lips and liberally allowed himthe glory of the invention  Granvella understood the difficult anduseful art of depreciating his own talents of making his own genius theseeming slave of another thus he ruled while he concealed his sway  Inthis manner only could Philip II be governed  Content with a silentbut real power Granvella did not grasp insatiably at new and outwardmarks of it which with lesser minds are ever the most coveted objectsbut every new distinction seemed to sit upon him as easily as theoldest  No wonder if such extraordinary endowments had alone gained himthe favor of his master but a large and valuable treasure of politicalsecrets and experiences which the active life of Charles V hadaccumulated and had deposited in the mind of this man made himindispensable to his successor  Selfsufficient as the latter was andaccustomeded to confide in his own understanding his timid andcrouching policy was fain to lean on a superior mind and to aid its ownirresolution not only by precedent but also by the influence and exampleof another  No political matter which concerned the royal interesteven when Philip himself was in the Netherlands was decided without theintervention of Granvella and when the king embarked for Spain he madethe new regent the same valuable present of the minister which hehimself had received from the Emperor his fatherCommon as it is for despotic princes to bestow unlimited confidence onthe creatures whom they have raised from the dust and of whosegreatness they themselves are in a measure the creators the presentis no ordinary instance preeminent must have been the qualities whichcould so far conquer the selfish reserve of such a character as Philipsas to gain his confidence nay even to win him into familiarity  Theslightest ebullition of the most allowable selfrespect which mighthave tempted him to assert however slightly his claim to any ideawhich the king had once ennobled as his own would have cost him hiswhole influence  He might gratify without restraint the lowest passionsof voluptuousness of rapacity and of revenge but the only one inwhich he really took delight the sweet consciousness of his ownsuperiority and power he was constrained carefully to conceal from thesuspicious glance of the,4
+This eBook was produced by Jim Weiler xooqicom                     Five Thousand Miles Underground OrThe Mystery of the Centre of the Earthby Roy Rockwood 1908  CHAPTER I WASHINGTON BACKS OUTWASHINGTON I say WashingtonThroughout a big shed filled for the most part with huge pieces ofmachinery echoed the voice of Professor Amos Henderson He did notlook up from a small engine over which he was bendingWashington Where are you Why dont you answer meFrom somewhere underneath an immense pile of iron steel and aluminumcame the voice of a colored manYas sir Perfesser Ise goin t saggasiate my bodily presence inyo contiguous proximity an attend t yo immediate conglomeratedprescriptions at th predistined period Yas sirWell Washington if you had started when you began that long speechyou would have been at least half way here by this time Hurry upNever mind tightning those bolts now Find the boys I need them tohelp me with this engine They must be around somewhereI seen em goin fishin down by th brook a little while agoanswered the negro crawling out from under what seemed to be acombined airship and watercraft Jack says as how yo gived himpermission t occupy his indisputatious period of levity inendeavorin t extract from th liquid element some specimens ofswimmin creaturesIf you mean I said he and Mark could go fishing in the brook youreright Washington replied the professor with a smile But you wastea lot of time and breath trying to say it Why dont you give upusing big wordsI reckon I was brought up t it replied the colored man grinningfrom ear to ear He did not always use big words but when he did theywere generally the wrong ones Sometimes he spoke quite correctlyWell I suppose you cant help it resumed Mr Henderson Howevernever mind that Find the boys and send them to meWith th least appreciatableness amount of postponement answeredthe messenger and he went outWashington White who in color was just the opposite to his name ageneral helper and companion to Professor Henderson found MarkSampson and Jack Darrow about a quarter of a mile from the big shedwhich was in the center of a wooded island off the coast of Maine Thelads were seated on the bank of a small brook fishingPerfesser wants yo immediate said WashingtonBut we havent caught a single fish objected MarkThems the orders from headquarters replied the colored man Yoboth got t project yoselves in th vicinity of th machine shop Ireckon th new fangled contraption that th perfesser is goin tnavigate th air an sail th angry seas in am about done He wantst try th engineCome on then said Jack We probably would not catch any fishanyhow MarkAccompanied by Washington the youths each of whom was about eighteenyears old started toward the big shedWhile they are on their way opportunity may be taken to tell a littleabout them as well as about Washington and the professor and thecurious craft on which the scientist was workingA few years before this story opens Mr Henderson had invented awonderful electric airship He had it about completed when one dayhe and the two boys became unexpectedly acquainted and as itdeveloped friendsMark and Jack were orphans After having rather a hard time knockingabout the world trying to make a living they chanced to meet andresolved to cast their lots together They boarded a freight trainand as told in the first volume of this series entitled Throughthe Air to the North Pole or the Wonderful Cruise of the ElectricMonarch the cars were wrecked near where Professor Henderson wasbuilding his strange craftThe boys were cared for by the scientist and after their recoveryfrom hurts received in the collision they accepted his invitation tomake the trip through the upper regions in the airship to search forthe north pole With them went Andy Sudds an old hunter and TomSmith and Bill Jones two farmers but who were hired as helpers onthe voyage The party had many adventures on the trip having battleswith savage animals and more savage Esquimaux and were tossed aboutin terrible storms After making some scientific observations whichthe professor was much interested in they started back homeHaving found he could successfully sail in the air Mr Hendersonresolved to try what it might be like under waterHe moved his machine shop to a lonely spot on the Maine coast andthere with the help of the boys Washington Andy and two machinistsconstructed a submarine boat called the PorpoiseIn this the professor resolved to seek the south pole he having atheory that it was surrounded by an open sea After much hard work thePorpoise was made ready for the voyageWhat occurred on this great trip is described in the second book ofthis series called Under the Ocean to the South Pole or the StrangeCruise of the Submarine Wonder In that is told how once more Tom andBill with Andy the boys and Washington accompanying ProfessorHenderson had many thrilling experiencesThey were caught in the grip of the grass of the terrible SargassoSea Monstrous suckers grasped the boat in their powerful arms andhad to be fought off They were caught in a sea of boiling water andimprisoned between big fields of iceBy means of strong diving suits they were able to leave the ship andwalk about on the bottom of the sea They visited a graveyard ofsunken ships saw many strange monsters as well as many beautiful fishin the great depths to which they sunk Many times they were in direperil but the resources of the professor the bravery and daring ofthe boys no less than the help Washington and Andy Sudds the hunterrendered at times brought them throughThose of you who read of their adventures will recall the strangeisland which they came upon in the Atlantic Ocean far from the coastof South AmericaWhen they first drew near this island they were almost sucked into thedepths of a great whirlpool caused by water pouring down,41
+Scanned by Sean Pobuda jpobudaadelphianetNo 2 of a seriesTHE GIRL AVIATORS ON GOLDEN WINGSBy Margaret BurnhamCHAPTER ITHE GREAT ALKALIAnd so this is the great Nevada desertPeggy Prescott wrinkled her nose rather disdainfully as she gazedfrom the open window of the car out over the white glitteringexpansedotted here and there with gloomylooking clumps of sagebrushthrough which they had been traveling for some little timepastThis is it nodded her brother Roy what do you think of itsisUmer I shall have to wait a while before I answer thatrejoined Peggy judiciallyWell heres Jimsy lets ask him cried Roy as a lad of his ownage accompanied by a slender graceful girl came down the aisle ofthe car and approached the section in which the two young Prescottswere sittingJimsy Bancroft demanded Roy we are now on the great Nevadadesert or on the edge of it  Does it meet with your approvalTheres plenty of it anyhow laughed Jimsy and really its verymuch like what I expected it would beI feel like a regular cowgirl oraerwell what the newspaperscall a typical Westerner already said Jess Bancroft JimsyssisterOnly typical Westerners dont protect their delicate complexionsfrom dust with cold cream laughed Peggy holding up a fingerreprovingly  As if any beauty magazine wont tell you its awomans duty to take the greatest care of her complexion parriedJess  Roy and I have been sitting out on the observation platformon the last coachthat is we sat there till the dust drove us inShe shook the folds of a long light pongee automobile coat she woreand a little cloud of dust arose  They all coughed as the pungentstuff circulatedUgh cried Roy it makes your eyes smartThats the alkali in it quoth Jimsy sagely alkali isVery unpleasant coughed PeggyBut as we are likely to have to endure it for the next few weeksstruck in Roy we might as well lose no time in getting accustomedto itWell girls and boys came a deep pleasant voice behind them weshall be in Blue Creek in a short time now so gather up yourbelongings  Ill take care of the aeroplane outfits and the otherstuff in the baggage car he went on and here comes Miss PrescottnowThe lady referred to was a sweetfaced woman of some fifty years ofage though it was easy to see that the years had dealt kindly withher during her placid life in the village of Sandy Beach on LongIsland New York where she had made her home  Miss Prescott wasthe aunt of the two Prescott children and since their fathersdeath some time before had been both mother and father to themtheirown mother having passed away when they were but small childrenAs readers of the first volume of this series know Mr Prescott hadbeen an inventor of some distinction  Dying he had confided to hisson and daughter his plans for a noncapsizable aeroplane of greatpower  His son had promised to carry on the work and had devotedhis legacy to this purposeIn that volume which was called The Girl Aviators and the PhantomAirship it will be recalled it was told how Peggy had been ofmaterial aid to her brother in his plans and hopes and had inreality saved the day for him when he fell into the hands of someenemies  This occurred on the eve of a great aeroplane contest inwhich Roy had entered in the hopes of winning the first prize  Withthe money thus obtained he planned to pay off a mortgage held onMiss Prescotts home by an unscrupulous old banker whose son wasthe prime mover in the plots against RoyOne of the means adopted to force him to sell his secrets was themanipulation of a phantom aeroplane which for a time sadly puzzledthe lad and his sister  The mystery was solved in a strange wayhowever and almost at the same time the baffling problem of whathad become of Mrs Bancrofts jewels was also unraveled  All thisdid not take place without many adventures being encountered by thefour chums Among these was the encounter with the old hermit PeterBell who through Peggys agency was restored to his brotherJames Bell the millionaire western mining manJames Bell became much interested in the Prescotts and theiraeroplanes  Finally he made an advantageous proposal to Roy totravel West and operate for him a line of aeroplanes from somedesert mines he had discovered on a trip which almost cost him hislife  As autos could not cross the alkali and transportation ofthe product by wagons would have been prohibitive in cost as wellas almost impossible to achieve Mr Bell had hit on the happy ideaof conveying the precious product of his property by aeroplaneAt the same time it so happened that Mr Bancroft the father ofJess and Jimsy was summoned West by an important railroad dealThis being the case Jess and Jimsy at once set to work plotting howthey could gain their fathers consent to their accompanying Peggyand Roy  It was finally gained although Mrs Bancroft shook herhead over the matter and at first would by no means hear of sucha thing  But Mr Bancroft urged that it would be a good thing forthe children to see the great West and that as Miss Prescott was toaccompany the party there would be no risk of their running wildBut while the youngsters had all been so eager for the time to comefor starting on their long journey that they could hardly eat muchless sleep Miss Prescott had viewed with alarm the prospects aheadof her  In her mind the West was a vague jumble of rough cowboysIndians highwaymen and desperate characters in general  But therewas no help for it  In addition to feeling it was her duty toaccompany her young charges her physician had also recommended herto seek the dry rarefied air of the great Nevada plateauIt will be the very thing for your lungs my dear madame he hadsaid they are by no means as strong as I could wishOh but doctor the Indians thethe,13
+Etext prepared by Project Gutenberg Distributed ProofreadersGEOFFREY STRONGByLaura E RichardsAuthor ofCaptain January Melody Marie etc  TO  Richard Sullivan  KINDEST OF UNCLES FRIENDS AND CRITICS  THIS STORY IS AFFECTIONATELY  DEDICATEDCONTENTSCHAPTER   I THE TEMPLE OF VESTA  II THE YOUNG DOCTOR III GARDEN FANCIES  IV MOSTLY PROFESSIONAL   V LETTERWRITING AND HYSTERICS  VI INFORMATION VII FESTIVITYVIII REVELATION  IX SIDE LIGHTS   X OVER THE WAY  XI BROKEN BONES XII CONVALESCENCEXIII RECOVERYILLUSTRATIONSHe paddled on in silenceThe young doctor glancing around saw all these thingsHe stood looking at her his hand still on the hammock ropeThere he comes full chisel cried Ithuriel ButtersCHAPTER ITHE TEMPLE OF VESTAThats a pleasant looking house said the young doctor Whatsthe matter with my getting taken in thereThe old doctor checked his horse and looked at the house with asmileNothing in the world he said except the small fact that theywouldnt take youWhy not asked the young man vivaciously Too rich too proudtoo young too old whats the matter with themThe old doctor laughed outright this time You young firebrand hesaid Do you think you are going to take this village by stormThat house is the Temple of Vesta It is inhabited by the VestalVirgins who tend the sacred fire and do other things beside Youmight as well ask to be taken into the meetinghouse to boardThis is more attractive than the meetinghouse said the youngdoctor This is one of the most attractive houses I ever sawHe looked at it earnestly and as they drove along the elmshadedstreet he turned in his seat to look at it againIt certainly was an attractive house Its front of bright clean redbrick was perhaps too near the street but the garden whose talllilac and syringa bushes waved over the top of the high wall musthe thought run back some way and from the west windows there mustbe a glorious seaviewThe house looked both genteel and benevolent The white stone stepsand windowsills and the white fan over the door gave a certaineffect of clean linen that was singularly pleasing The young doctorunlike Doctor Johnson had a passion for clean linen The knockertoo was of the graceful long oval shape he liked and burnished tothe last point of perfection and the shining windows were so placedas to give an air of cheerful interrogation to the wholeI like that house said the young doctor again Tell me about thepeopleAgain the old doctor laughed I tell you they are the Vestal Virginshe repeated There are two of them Miss Phoebe and Miss Vesta BlythMiss Phoebe is as good as gold but something of a manhater Shedoesnt think much of the sex in general but she is a good friendof mine and shell be good to you for my sake Miss Vestatheyoung doctor who was observant noted a slight change in his heartyvoiceVesta Blyth is a saintWhat kind of saint invalid bedridden blindNo no no saints dont all have to be bedridden Vesta is ayoumight call her Saint Placidia Her life has been shadowed She wasonce engagedto a very worthy young manthirty years ago The daybefore the wedding he was drowned sailboat capsized in a squalljust in the bay here Since then she keeps a light burning in theback hall looking over the water Thats why I call the house theTemple of VestaDay and nightNo no lights it at sunset every evening regularly Sun dipsVesta lights her lamp Pretty I think soAffecting certainly said the young doctor And she has mournedher lover ever sinceThe old doctor gave him a quaint look People dont mourn thirtyyears he said unless their minds are diseased Women mournlonger than men of course but ten years would be a long limiteven for a woman Memory of course may last as long as lifesacredand tender memoryhis voice dropped a little and he passed hishand across his foreheadbut not mourning Vesta is a littlepensive a little silent more habit than anything else now A sweetwoman the sweetestThe old doctor seemed to forget his companion and flicked the oldbrown horse pensively as they jogged along saying no moreThe young doctor waited a little before he put his next questionThe two ladies live alone alwaysYesno said the old doctor coming out of his reverie TheresDiploma Crotty help tyrant governorinchief of the kitchen Nowand then she thinks theyd better have a visitor and tells them sobut not very often it upsets her kitchen But here we are at theparsonage and Ill take you inThe young doctor made his visit at the parsonage dutifully andcarefully He meant to make a good impression wherever he went Itwas no such easy matter to take the place of the old doctor whoafter a lifetime of faithful and loving work had been ordered offfor a years rest and travel but the young doctor had plenty ofcourage and meant to do his best He answered evasively the inquiryof the ministers wife as to where he meant to board and though henoted down carefully the addresses she gave him of nice motherlywomen who would keep his things in order and have an eye to him incase he should be ailing he did not intend to trouble these goodladies if he could help himselfI want to live in that brick house he said to himself Ill havea try for it anyhow The old ladies cant be insulted by my tellingthem they have the best house in the villageAfter dinner he went for a walk and strolled along the pleasantshady street There were many good houses for Elmerton was an oldvillage Vessels had come into her harbour in bygone days andsubstantial merchant captains had built the comfortable roomymansions which stretched their ample fronts under the drooping elmswhile their back windows looked out over the sea breaking at thevery foot of their garden walls But there was no house that comparedin the young doctors mind with the Temple of Vesta He was walkingslowly past it admiring the delicate tracery on the whitewindowsills when the,2
+Copyright C 2002 by LightheartThe Gospel of Johnfor ReadersEditors PrefaceWe must know before we can love In order to know God we must oftenthink of Him And when we come to love Him we shall then also think ofHim often for our heart will be with our treasure   BrotherLawrences The Practice of the Presence of GodThe way to know God is by reading the gospels Gospel is interpretedGood News  Gods good news to His world It is the new testament andperspective we must have in order to know and love Him as He means usto know and love HimThe gospel of John is called the gospel of love And indeed it is alove story written by that disciple whose heart was totallysurrendered Brother Lawrence whose heart was also totallysurrendered was a great believer in doing what was most practicalsimple and directMay this version of The Gospel of John a readers version help us allto see the exquisite beauty and simple yet practical message of Godsgood news through eyes of lovein His gentle serviceLightheartPracticeGodsPresencecomAugust 2002The Gospel of John1        In the beginning was the Word and the Word was with God andthe Word was God The same was in the beginning with God All thingswere made by Him Without Him was not any thing made that was made InHim was life and the life was the light of men The light shineth indarkness and the darkness comprehended it notThere was a man sent from God whose name was John He came to barewitness of the Light that all men through Him might believe John wasnot that Light but was sent to bear witness of that Light That wasthe true Light which lighteth every man that cometh into the world Hewas in the world and the world was made by Him and the world knew Himnot He came unto His own and His own received Him not But as many asreceived Him to them He gave power to become the sons of God even tothem that believe on His name those who were born not of blood nor ofthe will of the flesh nor of the will of man but of God And the Wordwas made flesh and dwelt among us And we beheld His glory the gloryas of the only begotten son of the Father full of grace and truthJohn bore witness of Him and cried saying This was He of whom Ispoke He that cometh after me is preferred before me because He wasbefore me We have all received of His fullness grace for grace Forthe law was given by Moses but grace and truth came by Jesus ChristNo man hath seen God at any time The only begotten Son which is inthe bosom of the Father hath declared HimAnd this is the record of John when the Jews sent priests and Levitesfrom Jerusalem to ask him Who art thou And he confessed and did notdeny He confessed I am not the Christ And they asked him What thenArt thou Elias And he saith I am not Art thou that prophet And heanswered No Then said they unto him Who art thou that we may give ananswer to them that sent us What sayest thou of thyself He said I amthe voice of one crying in the wilderness Make straight the way of theLord as was said by the prophet Esaias And they who were sent by thePharisees asked him Why baptizest thou then if thou be not that Christnor Elias nor that prophetJohn answered them saying I baptize with water but there standeth Oneamong you whom ye know not He it is who coming after me ispreferred before me and whose foot straps I am not worthy to unlooseThese things were done in Bethabara beyond Jordan where John wasbaptizing When John saw Jesus coming toward him he saith Behold theLamb of God who taketh away the sin of the world This is He of whom Isaid After me cometh a man which is preferred before me because He wasbefore me I knew Him not except that He should be made manifest toIsrael Therefore I come baptizing with water John bore record sayingI saw the Spirit descending from heaven like a dove and it abode uponHim I knew Him not except that He who sent me to baptize with watersaid to me Upon whom thou shalt see the Spirit descending andremaining on Him this is He which baptizeth with the Holy Ghost I sawHim and bare record that this is the Son of GodThe next day John and two of his disciples saw Jesus as He walked Johnsaid Behold the Lamb of God The two disciples heard John speak andfollowed Jesus Jesus turned saw them following and saith unto themWhat seek ye They said to Him Rabbi which is interpreted Masterwhere dwellest Thou He saith unto them Come and see They came andsaw where He dwelt and abode with Him that day It was about the tenthhourOne of the two which heard John speak and followed Jesus was AndrewSimon Peters brother First he findeth his own brother Simon andsaith to him We have found the messias which is interpreted theChrist and he brought him to Jesus When Jesus beheld him He saidThou art Simon the son of Jona Thou shalt be called Cephas which isinterpreted a stoneA day later Jesus went forth into Galilee and findeth Philip and saithunto him Follow me Now Philip was of Bethsaida the city of Andrewand Peter Philip findeth Nathanael and saith unto him We have foundHim of whom Moses in the law and the prophets did write Jesus ofNazareth the son of Joseph And Nathanael said unto him Can any goodthing come out of Nazareth Philip saith unto him Come and seeJesus saw Nathanael coming to Him and saith of him Behold an Israelitein whom is no guile Nathanael saith unto Him Whence knowest Thou meJesus answered and said unto him Before Philip called thee,33
+Charles Franks and the Online Distributed Proofreading TeamGLENLOCH GIRLSBy GRACE M REMICKAuthor of GLENLOCH GIRLS ABROAD GLENLOCH GIRLS CLUB GLENLOCH GIRLS AT CAMP WESTILLUSTRATED BY ADA C WILLLAMSONTo my little cousinKATHARINE McC REMICKwhose unfailing interest and appreciation have helped me to writethis bookIntroductionThis is the story of a pleasant winter in the lives of some everydaygirls and boys That doesnt sound exciting does it And yet ifyou stop to think you will remember that most girls and boys livecomparatively simple lives and that it is given only to a few tohave strange adventures and do valorous deeds Ruth Shirley oneof the girls expects to be very forlorn but finding a new homein Glenloch she is welcomed by the kindest of friends and becomesa Glenloch Girl in heart and name One of the boys is obliged tolearn the lesson of patience and courage when that which he mostprizes is taken away and he supposes it will never be regainedLike all the rest of us these young people have their follies andfaults On the whole however they are truthful goodnaturedpeaceable young citizens full of the business of the hour butbeginning already to plan for the mysterious future which to thempromises so much Those who are interested in the story of theirgood times together may be glad to read in Glenloch Girls Abroadhow Ruth meets her father what tidings she has from Glenloch andsomething of the new friends she makes on the other side of theocean They will be interested also in the further doings of TheSocial Six as they are related in Glenloch Girls Club And theadventures and good times of Glenloch Girls at Camp WestGRACE M REMICKCONTENTS    I RUTHS FATHER   II THREE CHUMS  III THE NEWCOMER   IV A NEW CLUB    V THE SOCIAL SIX   VI BAD NEWS AND GOOD  VII CAPS AND APRONS VIII CHARLOTTES PROBLEMS   IX OUT OF THE SNOW    X CHRISTMAS PRESENTS XI ARTHUR COMES BACK  XII LOST AND FOUND XIII MISS CYNTHIA  XIV TINY ELSA   XV PETER PAN  XVI TELLING FORTUNES XVII UNCLE JERRYXVIII THOSE RIDICULOUS BOYS  XIX HOME SWEET HOMEILLUSTRATIONSI WAS AFRAID YOU WERENT COMINGDO YOU PROMISE TO KEEP OUR SECRETSLET ME GIVE YOU YOUR PRESENT NOWITS VERY FINE AND BRAVE OF YOUIT HAPPENED AS SHE HAD WISHEDIS YOUR LEMONADE GOODTELL THEM YOUR NEWSCHAPTER IRUTHS FATHERJust as the key clicked in the lock and the front door openeda bright face peeped over the baluster from the hall above Whypapa said a dismayed voice youre very early and Im not dressedI wanted to be at the door to meet you tonight of all nightsIm sorry Im not welcome Ruthie said papa pretending tobe very much hurt Shall I go out and walk up and down the blockuntil you are ready to receive meNo indeed you absurd boy Ill be down there in three minutesand a half Dont get interested in a book will you for I wantto talk with youAil right my dear replied papa dutifully and Ruth flew off toher room to put the finishing touches to her toiletA few minutes later she appeared in the library with flushed cheeksand very bright eyes Now Popsy sit down here she said leadinghim to the big armchair and sitting down in front of him Do youknow what day this is sir she continued trying to look verysternI think I do he answered meekly its the seventeenth ofSeptember I believeAnd what day is that still more sternlyThat is why bless my soul so it is thatsYour birthday finished Ruth triumphantly And were going tocelebrate it just by ourselves You arent going out this eveningare you PopsyNo dear I shall be very glad to stay at home with you Iam afraid though that I shant be a very good birthday boy forthere are some business plans that are troubling me and I want totalk them over with youBusiness plans said Ruth surprised Why papa I never supposedI could help you about business plansThese particular plans have so much to do with you little girlthat its only fair to tell you about them before I decide  Howeverwe wont talk about them until after dinner for Im as hungry asa bearWell do run upstairs and get ready now for dinner will be readyin a few minutes and Im dying to give you your birthday surpriseDear me I thought it was enough of a shock to have a birthdaywithout more surprises Give it to me by degrees please for inmy starving condition I cant bear muchRuth watched her father as he ran lightly up the stairs and wonderedif any other girl had such a great strong handsome papa Hesmy very best chum she said to herself and sometimes he doesntseem a bit older than I doJust as the maid announced dinner papa appeared and Ruth met himat the foot of the stairs with a sweeping courtesy He respondedwith a ceremonious bow and the proffer of his arm which Ruth tookwith great gravityArent we grand she said in a satisfied tone It makes me feeldreadfully grown up to have you treat me so politelyIll stop then laughed papa Fourteen is old enough and Idont want my girl to turn into a young lady just yetNow shut your eyes Popsy and dont look until I get you intoyour chair said Ruth as they reached the diningroom doorHer father obediently shut his eyes and Ruth led him to his placeat the table Then she slipped around to her own chair and clappingher hands said triumphantly Now lookOhooh gasped her father almost before he had opened hiseyes This is truly superb Ruth youre an artistMary helped me do it said Ruth smiling at the pretty maid butI planned it every bit myself I thought I would make it a pinkand white birthday because pink is your favorite colorMr Shirley looked at the pretty table with appreciative eyes Inthe centre a bowl of,1
+Copyright C 2002 by Lightheart                     wwwPracticeGodsPresencecom                           The Gospel of Mark______________________________________________________________________1        The beginning of the gospel of Jesus Christ the Son of GodAs it is written in the prophets Behold I send my messenger whoshall prepare the way before thee The voice of one crying in thewilderness Prepare the way of the Lord make His paths straight Johndid baptize in the wilderness and preach the baptism of repentancefor the remission of sins After confessing their sins many from theland of Judaea and from Jerusalem were baptized by him in the river ofJordanJohn was clothed with camels hair and wore animal hides around hisloins and he ate locusts and wild honey He preached saying Therecomes one mightier than I the latchet of whose shoes I am not worthyto stoop down and unloose I have baptized you with water but He shallbaptize you with the Holy GhostAnd it came to pass in those days that Jesus came from Nazareth ofGalilee and was baptized by John in the river of Jordan Immediatelyupon His coming up out of the water John saw the heavens open and theSpirit like a dove descend upon Him And there came a voice fromheaven saying Thou art my beloved Son in whom I am well pleasedThe spirit drove Him into the wilderness There among wild beasts Hewas tempted by Satan for forty days Then the angels ministered toHim Now after that John was put in prison and Jesus came intoGalilee He began preaching the gospel of the kingdom of God andsaying The time is fulfilled The kingdom of God is at hand Repentand believe the gospelHe walked by the sea of Galilee He saw Simon and Andrew his brothercasting a net into the sea for they were fishermen And Jesus said tothem Come ye after me and I will make you fishers of men Immediatelythey left their nets and followed HimWhen He had gone on a little farther He saw James the son ofZebedee and John his brother in a boat mending their nets Jesuscalled them They immediately left their father Zebedee in the boatwith the hired servants and went after HimThey went into Capernaum On the sabbath day He entered the synagogueand taught And they were astonished at His doctrine for He taughtthem as one with authority and not as the scribes And in theirsynagogue there was a man with an unclean spirit He cried out andsaid Let us alone What have we to do with thee Jesus of NazarethArt thou come to destroy us I know who thou art the Holy One of GodAnd Jesus rebuked him and said Hold thy peace and come out of himAnd when the unclean spirit had torn him and cried with a loud voicehe came out of himThe people were amazed so much so that they questioned amongthemselves saying What is this What new doctrine is this He evencommands with authority the unclean spirits and they obey HimImmediately His fame spread throughout the region around GalileeAfter they left the synagogue they went to the house of Simon andAndrew Simons wifes mother lay sick with a fever and presentlythey told Jesus about her He came and took her by the hand Then Helifted her up and immediately the fever left her And she thenministered to themThat evening around sunset many people were brought to Him who werediseased and some who were possessed with devils And all the citygathered together at the door Jesus healed many that were sick ofdivers diseases He cast out many devils and did not allow the devilsto speak because they knew HimThe next morning rising before dawn He went to a solitary place topray Simon and those who were with him followed When they found Himthey said All men seek for thee And Jesus said to them Let us go onto the next towns that I may preach there also for therefore came IforthAnd Jesus preached in the synagogues throughout Galilee and cast outdevils There came to Him a leper Kneeling down and beseeching Himthe leper said If thou wilt thou can make me clean Jesus was movedwith compassion He put out His hand touched him and said I willBe thou cleanAnd as soon as He had spoken the leprosy departed and the man wascleansed Jesus directly charged him to say nothing to any man Jesussaid Go thy way Show thyself to the priest and offer for thycleansing those things which Moses commanded for a testimony to themBut he went out and began to broadcast the matter He said so muchthat Jesus could no more openly enter the city but had to stay out indesert places And they came to Him from every quarter2        After some days Jesus entered Capernaum again and His arrivalwas widely announced The people knew that He returned to the houseAnd immediately many gathered so much that there was no room toreceive them no not so much as outside the door Jesus preached theword to themThere came to Him one sick with palsy who was carried by four othersWhen they could not get near Jesus because of the crowd theyuncovered the roof above where Jesus stood Having broken throughthey lowered down the bed wherein the sick man lay When Jesus sawtheir faith He said to the sick man Son thy sins are forgiven theeThere were certain of the scribes sitting there They wondered Whydoes this man speak blasphemies Who can forgive sins but God onlyWhen Jesus realized that they so reasoned He said to them Why reasonye these things in your hearts Whether it is easier to say to thesick man Thy sins are forgiven thee or Arise Take up thy bed andwalkSo that ye,33
+This eBook was produced by David Widger widgercecometnetDONOVAN PASHA AND SOME PEOPLE OF EGYPTBy Gilbert ParkerVolume 4A YOUNG LION OF DEDANHE WOULD NOT BE DENIEDTHE FLOWER OF THE FLOCKTHE LIGHT OF OTHER DAYSA YOUNG LION OF DEDANLooking from the minaret the Two could see far off the Pyramids ofGhizeh and Sakkara the wells of Helouan the Mokattam Hills the tombsof the Caliphs the Khedives palace at distant Abbasiyeh  Nearer bythe life of the city was spread out  Little green oases of palms emergedfrom the noisy desert of white stone and plaster  The roofs of thehouses turned into gardens and promenades made of the huge superficialcity one broken irregular pavement  Minarets of mosques stood up likegiant lampposts along these vast meandering streets  Shiftlesshousewives lolled with unkempt hair on the housetops women of the haremlooked out of the little mushrabieh panels in the clattering narrowbazaarsJust at their feet was a mosqueone of the thousand nameless mosques ofCairo  It was the season of Ramadan and a Friday the Sunday of theMahommedanthe GhimahThe Two were Donovan Pasha then English Secretary to the Khedivegenerally known as Little Dicky Donovan and Captain Renshaw of theAmerican Consulate  There was no man in Egypt of so much importance asDonovan Pasha  It was an importance which could neither be bought norsoldPresently Dicky touched the arm of his companion  There it comes hesaidHis friend followed the nod of Dickys head and saw passing slowlythrough a street below a funeral procession  Near a hundred blind menpreceded the bier chanting the deathphrases  The bier was covered by afaded Persian shawl and it was carried by the poorest of the fellaheenthough in the crowd following were many richly attired merchants of thebazaars  On a cart laden with bread and rice two fellaheen stood andhanded or tossed out food to the crowdtoken of a death in highplaces  Vast numbers of people rambled behind chanting and a few womennear the bier tore their garments put dust on their heads and keptcrying Salem ala ahaliRemember us to our friendsWalking immediately behind the bier was one conspicuous figure and therewas a space around him which none invaded  He was dressed in white likean Arabian Mahommedan and he wore the green turban of one who has beenthe pilgrimage to MeccaAt sight of him Dicky straightened himself with a little jerk and histongue clicked with satisfaction  Isnt he thoughisnt he hesaid after a moment  His lips pressed together curled in with a trickthey had when he was thinking hard planning thingsThe other forbore to question  The notable figure had instantly arrestedhis attention and held it until it passed from viewIsnt he though Yankee Dicky repeated and pressed a knuckle intothe others waistcoatIsnt he whatIsnt he bullyin your own languageIn figure but I couldnt see his face distinctlyYoull see that presently  You could cut a whole Egyptian Ministry outof that face and have enough left for an American president or the headof the Salvation Army  In all the years Ive spent here Ive never seenone that could compare with him in nature character and force  A fewlike him in Egypt and thered be no need for the moneybarbers ofEuropeHe seems an ooster hereyou know himDo I Dicky paused and squinted up at the tall Southerner  What doyou suppose I brought you out from your Consulate for to seethe viewfrom Ebn Mahmoud  And you call yourself a cute YankeeIm no more a Yankee than you are as Ive told you before answeredthe American with a touch of impatience yet smilingly  Im from SouthCarolina the first State that secededAnyhow Im going to call you Yankee to keep you nicely disguisedThis is the land of disguisesThen we did not come out to see the view the other drawled  Therewas a quickening of the eye a drooping of the lid which betrayed asudden interest a sense of adventureDicky laid his head back and laughed noiselessly  My dear Renshawwith all Europe worrying Ismail with France in the butlers pantry andEngland at the front door do the bowab and the sarraf go out to take airon the housetops and watch the sun set on the Pyramids and make arainbow of the desert  I am the bowab and the sarraf the manofallwork the Jackofalltrades the confidential to the Orientalspendthrift  Am I a dog to bay the moonhave I the soul of a touristfrom Liverpool or PoughkeepsieThe lanky Southerner gripped his arm  Theres a hunting song of theSouth he said and the last line is The hound that never tiresYou are that Donovan PashaI am little Dicky Donovan so they say interrupted the otherYou are the weight that steadies things in this shaky Egypt  You areyou and youve brought me out here because theres work of some kind todo and becauseAnd because youre an American and we speak the same languageAnd our Consulate is all right if needed whatever it is  Youveplayed a square game in Egypt  Youre the only man in office who hasntgot rich out of her andIm not in officeYoure the power behind the throne youreIm helplessworse than helpless Yankee  Ive spent years of my lifehere  Ive tried to be of some use and play a good game for Englandand keep a conscience too but its been no real good  Ive only stavedoff the crash  Im helpless now  Thats why Im hereHe leaned forward and looked out of the minaret and down towards thegreat locked gates of the empty mosqueRenshaw put his hand on Dickys shoulder  Its the man in white yonderyoure afterDicky nodded  It was no use as long as she lived  But shes deadherface was under that old Persian shawland Im going to try it onTry what onLast night I heard she was sick  I heard at noon today that she wasgone and then I got you to come out and see the,13
+Produced by Beth Constantine Juliet Sutherland Charles Franksand the Online Distributed Proofreading TeamA GIRL OF THE PEOPLEBYL T MEADECHAPTER IYou have kept us waiting an age Come along Bet doShe aint going to funk it surelyNo no not sheshes a good un Bet iscome along Bet JoeWilkins is waiting for us round the corner and he says Sam is to bethere and Jimmy and Hester Wright do come along nowWill Hester Wright sing suddenly demanded the girl who was beingassailed by all these remarksYes tiptop a new song from one of the music halls in London Nowthen be you coming or not BetNo no shes funking it suddenly called out a dancing little spriteof a newspaper girl She came up close to Bet as she spoke and shooka dirty hand in her face and gazed up at her with two mirthfulteasing wicked black eyes Bets funking itshes a mammysgirlshes tied to her mammys apronstrings heheheThe other girls all joined in the laugh and Bet who was standingstolid and straight in the centre of the group first flushed angrilythen turned pale and bit her lipsI aint funking she said nobody can ever say as theres any funkabout metheres my share GoodnightShe tossed a shilling on to the pavement and before the astonishedgirls could intercept her turned on her heel and marched awayA mocking laugh or two floated after her on the night air then theblackeyed girl picked up the shilling said Bet was a good unthough she wor that contrairy and the whole party set off singingand shouting up the narrow street of this particular Liverpool slumBet when she left her companions walked quickly in the direction ofthe docks the pallor still continued on her brown cheeks and a dazedexpression filled her heavy eyesThey clinched it when they said I wor a mammys girl she mutteredThere aint no funk in me but there was a look about mother thismorning that I couldnt abear No I aint a mammys girl not IThere was never nought so good about me and I have give away my lastshillingflung it into the gutter Well never mind I aint tiedto nobodys apronstringsno not I Wish I wor wish I worShe walked on not too fast holding herself very stiff and erect nowShe was a tall girl made on a large and generous scale her head waswell set on a pair of shapely shoulders and her coils of redbrownhair were twisted tightly round her massive headBet said a young lad as he rushed up the streethaha handsomeBet give us a kiss will yeBet rewarded him with a smart cuff across his face and marched onmore defiant than everAs she paused at a certain door a sweetlooking girl with a white facedressed in the garb of a Sister came outAh Elizabeth I am glad you have arrived she said I have justleft your mother she has been crying for you andandshe is veryill indeedOh I know that Sister Mary let me go upstairs nowBet pushed past the girl almost rudely and ascended the dark ricketystairs with a light step Her head was held very far back and in hereyes there was a curious mixture of defiance softness and despairTwo little boys with the same reddishbrown hair as hers were playingnoisily on the fourth landing They made a rush at Bet when they sawher climbed up her like little cats and half strangled her with theirthin halfnaked armsBet Bet I say mothers awful bad Bet speak to Nat he stole mymarble he did Fie on you Capn you shouldnt have done itI like that shouted the ragged boy addressed as Capn You tookit from me first you know you did GenralIf mothers bad you shouldnt make a noise said Bet flinging thetwo little boys away with no particular gentleness There of courseIll kiss you Genralpoor little lad Go down now and play on thenext landing and keep quiet for the next ten minutes if its in youBet whispered the youngest boy who was known as Capn shallI tell yer what mother did this morningNo no I dont want to heargo downstairs and keep quiet _do_Oh yerll be in such a steaming rage She burnt yer book yer _JaneEyre_ as yer wor readinglor it were finethe bit as you readto the Genral and me but she said as it wor a hellfire book andshe burnt itI seed her and so did the Genralshe pushed it betweenthe bars with the poker She got up in her nightthings to do it andthen she got back to bed again and she panted for nearly an hourafterdidnt she GenralYesyescome along come along Look at Bet shes going to strikesome unlook at her didnt we say as shed be in a steaming rageCome CapnThe little boys scuttled downstairs shouting and tumbling over oneanother in their flight Bet stood perfectly still on the landing Theboys were right when they said she would be in a rage her heart beatheavily her face was white and for an instant she pressed her foreheadagainst the door of her mothers room and clenched her teethThe book burnt the poor book which had given her pleasure and whichshe had saved up her pence to buythe book which had drawn her outof herself and made her forget her wretched surroundings committedto the flamesignominiously destroyed and called bad names tooHow dared her mother do it how dared she The girls were right whenthey said she was tied to apronstringsshe was she was But shewould bear it no longer She would show her mother that she wouldsubmit to no leadingthat she Elizabeth Granger the handsomestnewspaper girl in Liverpool was a woman and her own mistressShe oughtnt to have done it halfgroaned Bet The poor book AndIll never know now whats come to Jane and RochesterIll never knowIt cuts me to the quick Mother oughtnt to take pleasure from onelike that but its all of a piece Well Ill go in and say goodnight to her and then Ill go back to the girls Im,13
+Produced by Charles Aldarondo Charles Franksand the Online Distributed Proofreading TeamIllustration THE RED GLEAM FROM THE BLAZING LOGS FELL UPON HERSHINING HAIR IT GLISTENED LIKE GOLD SHE WORE A SIMPLE EVENING GOWNOF WHITEGREEN FANCYBYGEORGE BARR McCUTCHEONAUTHOR OF GRAUSTARK THE HOLLOW OF HER HANDTHE PRINCE OF GRAUSTARK ETCWITH FRONTISPIECE BYC ALLAN GILBERTNEW YORK1917CONTENTSI     THE FIRST WAYFARER AND THE SECOND WAYFARER MEET AND PART ON THE         HIGHWAYII    THE FIRST WAYFARER LAYS HIS PACK ASIDE AND FALLS IN WITH         FRIENDSIII   MR RUSHCROFT DISSOLVES MR JONES INTERVENES AND TWO MEN RIDE         AWAYIV    AN EXTRAORDINARY CHAMBERMAID A MIDNIGHT TRAGEDY AND A MAN WHO         SAID THANK YOUV     THE FARMBOY TELLS A GHASTLY STORY AND AN IRISHMAN ENTERSVI    CHARITY BEGINS FAR FROM HOME AND A STROLL IN THE WILDWOOD         FOLLOWSVII   SPUNGOLD HAIR BLUE EYES AND VARIOUS ENCOUNTERSVIII  A NOTE SOME FANCIES AND AN EXPEDITION IN QUEST OF FACTSIX    THE FIRST WAYFARER THE SECOND WAYFARER AND THE SPIRIT OF         CHIVALRY ASCENDANTX     THE PRISONER OF GREEN FANCY AND THE LAMENT OF PETER THE         CHAUFFEURXI    MR SPROUSE ABANDONS LITERATURE AT AN EARLY HOUR IN THE MORNINGXII   THE FIRST WAYFARER ACCEPTS AN INVITATION AND MR DILLINGFORD         BELABORS A PROXYXIII  THE SECOND WAYFARER RECEIVES TWO VISITORS AT MIDNIGHTXIV   A FLIGHT A STONECUTTERS SHED AND A VOICE OUTSIDEXV    LARGE BODIES MOVE SLOWLYBUT MR SPROUSE WAS SMALLER THAN THE         AVERAGEXVI   THE FIRST WAYFARER VISITS A SHRINE CONFESSES AND TAKES AN         OATHXVII  THE SECOND WAYFARER IS TRANSFORMED AND MARRIAGE IS FLOUTEDXVIII MR SPROUSE CONTINUES TO BE PERPLEXING BUT PUTS HIS NOSE TO         THE GROUNDXIX   A TRIP BY NIGHT A SUPPER AND A LATE ARRIVALXX    THE FIRST WAYFARER HAS ONE TREASURE THRUST UPON HIMAND         FORTHWITH CLAIMS ANOTHERXXI   THE END IN SIGHTCHAPTER ITHE FIRST WAYFARER AND THE SECOND WAYFARER MEET AND PART ON THEHIGHWAYA solitary figure trudged along the narrow road that wound itsserpentinous way through the dismal forbidding depths of the foresta man who though weary and footsore lagged not in his swiftresolute advance Night was coming on and with it the no uncertainprospects of storm Through the foliage that overhung the wretchedroad his everlifting and apprehensive eye caught sight of thethunderblack lowlying clouds that swept over the mountain and boredown upon the green whistling tops of the trees At a crossroadbelow he had encountered a small girl driving homeward the cows Shewas afraid of the big strange man with the bundle on his back and thestout walking stick in his hand to her a remarkable creature who woreknee pants and stockings like a boy on Sunday and hobnail shoesand a funny coat with pleats and a belt and a green hat with afeather sticking up from the band His agreeable voice and his amiablesmile had no charm for her He merely wanted to know how far it was tothe nearest village but she stared in alarm and edged away as ifpreparing to break into mad flight the instant she was safely past himwith a clear way aheadDont be afraid he said gently And here Catch it if you can Hetossed a coin across the road It struck at her feet and rolled intothe high grass She did not divert her gaze for the fraction of asecond Im a stranger up here and I want to find some place to sleepfor the night Surely you have a tongue havent you By dint ofpersuasive smiles and smirks that would have sickened him at any othertime he finally induced her to say that if he kept right on until hecame to the turnpike he would find a signpost telling him where toget gasoleneBut I dont want gasolene I want bread and butter he saidWell you can git bread an butter there too she said Food ferman an beast it saysA hotelWhutA boardinghouse he substitutedIts a shindy she said painfully Men get drunk there Pap callsit a tavern but Ma says its a shindyA roadhouse eh She was puzzledand silent Thank you Youllfind the quarter in the grass GoodbyeHe lifted his queer green hat and strode away too much of a gentlemanto embarrass her by looking back If he had done so he would have seenher grubbing stealthily in the grass not with her brown little handsbut with the wriggling toes of a bare foot on which the mud perhapsof yesterday had caked She was too proud to stoopAt last he came to the pike and there sure enough was the signpost A huge crudely painted hand pointed to the left and on whatwas intended to be the sleeve of a very stiff and unflinching armthese words were printed in scaly white Harts Tavern Food for Manand Beast Also Gasolene Established 1798 1 mile Also Gasolenewas freshly painted and crowded its elders in a most disrespectfulmannerThe chill spring wind of the gale was sweeping in the directionindicated by the giant forefinger There was little consolation in thethought that a mile lay between him and shelter but it was a reliefto know that he would have the wind at his back Darkness was settlingover the land The lofty hills seemed to be closing in as if tosmother the breath out of this insolent adventurer who walked aloneamong them He was an outsider He did,13
+This eBook was produced by David Widger  widgercecometnet                        TWICE TOLD TALES                     THE TOLLGATHERERS DAY                   A SKETCH OF TRANSITORY LIFE                      By Nathaniel HawthorneMethinks for a person whose instinct bids him  rather to pore over thecurrent of life than to  plunge into its tumultuous waves noundesirable retreat were a tollhouse beside some thronged thoroughfareof the land  In youth perhaps it is good for  the observer to runabout the earth to leave the track  of his footsteps far and wideto mingle himself with  the action of numberless vicissitudesandfinally in  some calm solitude to feed a musing spirit on all that liehas seen and felt  But there are natures too indolent  or toosensitive to endure the dust the sunshine or the  rain the turmoil ofmoral and physical elements to which  all the wayfarers of the worldexpose themselves  For  such a mail how pleasant a miracle could lifebe made  to roll its variegated length by the threshold of his ownhermitage and the great globe as it were perform its  revolutions andshift its thousand scenes before his eyes  without whirling him onward inits course  If any mortal be favored with a lot analogous to this it isthe  tollgatherer  So at least have I often fancied while  loungingon a bench at the door of a small square edifice which stands betweenshore and shore in the midst of a long bridge  Beneath the timbers ebbsand flows an arm of the sea while above like the lifeblood through agreat artery the travel of the north and east is continually throbbingSitting on the aforesaid bench I amuse myself with a conceptionillustrated by numerous pencilsketches in the air of the tollgatherers dayIn the morningdim gray dewy summers morn the distant roll ofponderous wheels begins to mingle with my old friends slumbers creakingmore and more harshly through the midst of his dream and graduallyreplacing it with realities  Hardly conscious of the change from sleepto wakefulness he finds himself partly clad and throwing wide the tollgates for the passage of a fragrant load of hay  The timbers groanbeneath the slowrevolving wheels one sturdy yeoman stalks beside theoxen and peering from the summit of the hay by the glimmer of thehalfextinguished lantern over the tollhouse is seen the drowsy visageof his comrade who has enjoyed a nap some ten miles long  The toll ispaidcreak creak again go the wheels and the huge haymow vanishesinto the morning mist  As yet nature is but half awake and familiarobjects appear visionary  But yonder dashing from the shore with arattling thunder of the wheels and a confused clatter of hoofs comes thenevertiring mail which has hurried onward at the same headlongrestless rate all through the quiet night  The bridge resounds in onecontinued peal as the coach rolls on without a pause merely affordingthe tollgatherer a glimpse at the sleepy passengers who now bestirtheir torpid limbs and snuff a cordial in the briny air  The mornbreathes upon them and blushes and they forget how wearily the darknesstoiled away  And behold now the fervid day in his bright chariotglittering aslant over the waves nor scorning to throw a tribute of hisgolden beams on the tollgatherers little hermitage  The old man lookseastward and for he is a moralizer frames a simile of the stage coachand the sun While the world is rousing itself we may glance slightly atthe scene of our sketch  It sits above the bosom of the broad flood aspot not of earth but in the midst of waters which rush with amurmuring sound among the massive beams beneath  Over the door is aweatherbeaten board inscribed with the rates of toll in letters sonearly effaced that the gilding of the sunshine can hardly make themlegible  Beneath the window is a wooden bench on which a longsuccession of weary wayfarers have reposed themselves  Peeping withindoors we perceive the whitewashed walls bedecked with sundrylithographic prints and advertisements of various import and the immenseshowbill of a wandering caravan  And there sits our good old tollgatherer glorified by the early sunbeams  He is a man as his aspectmay announce of quiet soul and thoughtful shrewd yet simple mindwho of the wisdom which the passing world scatters along the waysidehas gathered a reasonable storeNow the sun smiles upon the landscape and earth smiles back again uponthe sky  Frequent now are the travellers  The tollgathererspractised ear can distinguish the weight of every vehicle the number ofits wheels and how many horses beat the resounding timbers with theiriron tramp  Here in a substantial family chaise setting forth betimesto take advantage of the dewy road come a gentleman and his wife withtheir rosycheeked little girl sitting gladsomely between them  Thebottom of the chaise is heaped with multifarious bandboxes and carpetbags and beneath the axle swings a leathern trunk dusty with yesterdaysjourney  Next appears a fourwheeled carryall peopled with a roundhalfdozen of pretty girls all drawn by a single horse and driven by asingle gentleman  Luckless wight doomed through a whole summer dayto be the butt of mirth and mischief among the frolicsome maidens  Boltupright in a sulky rides a thin sourvisaged man who as he pays histoll hands the tollgatherer a printed card to stick upon the wall  Thevinegarfaced traveller proves to be a manufacturer of pickles  Nowpaces slowly from timber to timber a horseman clad in black with,26
+This eBook was produced by David Widger  widgercecometnet                        TWICE TOLD TALES                    THE VISION OF THE FOUNTAIN                      By Nathaniel HawthorneAt fifteen I became a resident in a country village more than a hundredmiles from home  The morning after my arrivala September morning butwarm and bright as any in JulyI rambled into a wood of oaks with a fewwalnuttrees intermixed forming the closest shade above my head  Theground was rocky uneven overgrown with bushes and clumps of youngsaplings and traversed only by cattlepaths  The track which I chancedto follow led me to a crystal spring with a border of grass as freshlygreen as on May morning and overshadowed by the limb of a great oakOne solitary sunbeam found its way down and played like a goldfish inthe waterFrom my childhood I have loved to gaze into a spring  The water filleda circular basin small but deep and set round with stones some ofwhich were covered with slimy moss the others naked and of variegatedhue reddish white and brown  The bottom was covered with coarse sandwhich sparkled in the lonely sunbeam and seemed to illuminate the springwith an unborrowed light  In one spot the gush of the water violentlyagitated the sand but without obscuring the fountain or breaking theglassiness of its surface  It appeared as if some living creature wereabout to emergethe Naiad of the spring perhapsin the shape of abeautiful young woman with a gown of filmy watermoss a belt ofrainbowdrops and a cold pure passionless countenance  How would thebeholder shiver pleasantly yet fearfully to see her sitting on one ofthe stones paddling her white feet in the ripples and throwing upwater to sparkle in the sun  Wherever she laid her hands on grass andflowers they would immediately be moist as with morning dew  Thenwould she set about her labors like a careful housewife to clear thefountain of withered leaves and bits of slimy wood and old acorns fromthe oaks above and grains of corn left by cattle in drinking till thebright sand in the bright water were like a treasury of diamonds  Butshould the intruder approach too near he would find only the drops of asummer shower glistening about the spot where he had seen herReclining on the border of grass where the dewy goddess should havebeen I bent forward and a pair of eyes met mine within the waterymirror  They were the reflection of my own  I looked again and loanother face deeper in the fountain than my own image more distinct inall the features yet faint as thought  The vision had the aspect of afair young girl with locks of paly gold  A mirthful expression laughedin the eyes and dimpled over the whole shadowy countenance till itseemed just what a fountain would be if while dancing merrily into thesunshine it should assume the shape of woman  Through the dim rosinessof the cheeks I could see the brown leaves the slimy twigs the acornsand the sparkling sand  The solitary sunbeam was diffused among thegolden hair which melted into its faint brightness and became a gloryround that head so beautifulMy description can give no idea how suddenly the fountain was thustenanted and how soon it was left desolate  I breathed and there wasthe face  I held my breath and it was gone  Had it passed away orfaded into nothing  I doubted whether it had ever beenMy sweet readers what a dreamy and delicious hour did I spend wherethat vision found and left me  For a long time I sat perfectly stillwaiting till it should reappear and fearful that the slightest motionor even the flutter of my breath might frighten it away  Thus have Ioften started from a pleasant dream and then kept quiet in hopes towile it back  Deep were my musings as to the race and attributes ofthat ethereal being  Had I created her  Was she the daughter of myfancy akin to those strange shapes which peep under the lids ofchildrens eyes  And did her beauty gladden me for that one moment andthen die  Or was she a waternymph within the fountain or fairy orwoodland goddess peeping over my shoulder or the ghost of some forsakenmaid who had drowned herself for love  Or in good truth had a lovelygirl with a warm heart and lips that would bear pressure stolen softlybehind me and thrown her image into the springI watched and waited but no vision came again  I departed but with aspell upon me which drew me back that same afternoon to the hauntedspring  There was the water gushing the sand sparkling and the sunbeamglimmering  There the vision was not but only a great frog the hermitof that solitude who immediately withdrew his speckled snout and madehimself invisible all except a pair of long legs beneath a stoneMethought he had a devilish look  I could have slain himThus did the Vision leave me and many a doleful day succeeded to theparting moment  By the spring and in the wood and on the hill andthrough the village at dewy sunrise burning noon and at that magichour of sunset when she had vanished from my sight I sought her but invain  Weeks came and went months rolled away and she appeared not inthem  I imparted my mystery to none but wandered to and fro or sat insolitude like one that had caught a glimpse of heaven and could take nomore joy on earth  I withdrew into an inner world where my,26
+This eBook was produced by David Widger                     MOSSES FROM AN OLD MANSE                      By Nathaniel Hawthorne                 PASSAGES FROM A RELINQUISHED WORKAT HOMEFrom infancy I was under the guardianship of a village parson whomade me the subject of daily prayer and the sufferer of innumerablestripes using no distinction as to these marks of paternal lovebetween myself and his own three boys  The result it must beowned has been very different in their cases and mine they beingall respectable men and well settled in life the eldest as thesuccessor to his fathers pulpit the second as a physician and thethird as a partner in a wholesale shoestore while I with betterprospects than either of them have run the course which this volumewill describe  Yet there is room for doubt whether I should havebeen any better contented with such success as theirs than with myown misfortunesat least till after my experience of the latterhad made it too late for another trialMy guardian had a name of considerable eminence and fitter for theplace it occupies in ecclesiastical history than for so frivolous apage as mine  In his own vicinity among the lighter part of hishearers he was called Parson Thumpcushion from the very forciblegestures with which he illustrated his doctrines Certainly if hispowers as a preacher were to be estimated by the damage done to hispulpitfurniture none of his living brethren and but few deadones would have been worthy even to pronounce a benediction afterhim  Such pounding and expounding the moment he began to growwarm such slapping with his open palm thumping with his closedfist and banging with the whole weight of the great Bibleconvinced me that he held in imagination either the Old Nick orsome Unitarian infidel at bay and belabored his unhappy cushion asproxy for those abominable adversaries  Nothing but this exerciseof the body while delivering his sermons could have supported thegood parsons health under the mental toil which they cost him incompositionThough Parson Thumpcushion had an upright heart and some called ita warm one he was invariably stern and severe on principle Isuppose to me  With late justice though early enough even nowto be tinctured with generosity I acknowledge him to have been agood and wise man after his own fashion  If his management failedas to myself it succeeded with his three sons nor I must franklysay could any mode of education with which it was possible for himto be acquainted have made me much better than what I was or led meto a happier fortune than the present He could neither change thenature that God gave me nor adapt his own inflexible mind to mypeculiar character  Perhaps it was my chief misfortune that I hadneither father nor mother alive for parents have an instinctivesagacity in regard to the welfare of their children and the childfeels a confidence both in the wisdom and affection of his parentswhich he cannot transfer to any delegate of their duties howeverconscientious  An orphans fate is hard be he rich or poor  Asfor Parson Thumpcushion whenever I see the old gentleman in mydreams he looks kindly and sorrowfully at me holding out his handas if each had something to forgive  With such kindness and suchforgiveness but without the sorrow may our next meeting beI was a youth of gay and happy temperament with an incorrigiblelevity of spirit of no vicious propensities sensible enough butwayward and fanciful  What a character was this to be brought incontact with the stern old Pilgrim spirit of my guardian  We wereat variance on a thousand points but our chief and final disputearose from the pertinacity with which he insisted on my adopting aparticular profession while I being heir to a moderate competencehad avowed my purpose of keeping aloof from the regular business oflife  This would have been a dangerous resolution anywhere in theworld it was fatal in New England  There is a grossness in theconceptions of my countrymen they will not be convinced that anygood thing may consist with what they call idleness they cananticipate nothing but evil of a young man who neither studiesphysic law nor gospel nor opens a store nor takes to farmingbut manifests an incomprehensible disposition to be satisfied withwhat his father left him  The principle is excellent in its generalinfluence but most miserable in its effect on the few that violateit  I had a quick sensitiveness to public opinion and felt as ifit ranked me with the tavern haunters and town pauperswith thedrunken poet who hawked his own Fourth of July odes and the brokensoldier who had been good for nothing since last war  Theconsequence of all this was a piece of lighthearted desperationI do not overestimate my notoriety when I take it for granted thatmany of my readers must have heard of me in the wild way of lifewhich I adopted  The idea of becoming a wandering storyteller hadbeen suggested a year or two before by an encounter with severalmerry vagabonds in a showmans wagon where they and I had shelteredourselves during a summer shower  The project was not moreextravagant than most which a young man forms Stranger ones areexecuted every day and not to mention my prototypes in the Eastand the wandering orators and poets whom my own ears have heard Ihad the example of one illustrious itinerant in the otherhemisphereof Goldsmith who planned and performed his travelsthrough France and Italy on a less promising scheme than mine  Itook credit to myself for various qualifications mental andpersonal suited to the undertaking Besides my mind had latterlytormented me for employment keeping up an irregular activity evenin sleep and,26
+This eBook was produced by David Widger                        THE SNOWIMAGE                             AND                     OTHER TWICETOLD TALES                        SYLPH ETHEREGE                              By                      Nathaniel HawthorneOn a bright summer evening two persons stood among the shrubbery of agarden stealthily watching a young girl who sat in the window seat of aneighboring mansion  One of these unseen observers a gentleman wasyouthful and had an air of high breeding and refinement and a facemarked with intellect though otherwise of unprepossessing aspect  Hisfeatures wore even an ominous though somewhat mirthful expression whilehe pointed his long forefinger at the girl and seemed to regard her as acreature completely within the scope of his influenceThe charm works said he in a low but emphatic whisperDo you know Edward Hamiltonsince so you choose to be nameddo youknow said the lady beside him that I have almost a mind to break thespell at once  What if the lesson should prove too severe  True if myward could be thus laughed out of her fantastic nonsense she might bethe better for it through life  But then she is such a delicatecreature  And besides are you not ruining your own chance by puttingforward this shadow of a rivalBut will he not vanish into thin air at my bidding  rejoined EdwardHamilton  Let the charm workThe girls slender and sylphlike figure tinged with radiance from thesunset clouds and overhung with the rich drapery of the silken curtainsand set within the deep frame of the window was a perfect picture orrather it was like the original loveliness in a painters fancy fromwhich the most finished picture is but an imperfect copy  Though heroccupation excited so much interest in the two spectators she was merelygazing at a miniature which she held in her hand encased in white satinand red morocco nor did there appear to be any other cause for the smileof mockery and malice with which Hamilton regarded herThe charm works muttered he again  Our pretty Sylvias scorn willhave a dear retributionAt this moment the girl raised her eyes and instead of a lifelikesemblance of the miniature beheld the illomened shape of EdwardHamilton who now stepped forth from his concealment in the shrubberySylvia Etherege was an orphan girl who had spent her life till within afew months past under the guardianship and in the secluded dwelling ofan old bachelor uncle  While yet in her cradle she had been thedestined bride of a cousin who was no less passive in the betrothal thanherself  Their future union had been projected as the means of unitingtwo rich estates and was rendered highly expedient if notindispensable by the testamentary dispositions of the parents on bothsides  Edgar Vaughan the promised bridegroom had been bred frominfancy in Europe and had never seen the beautiful girl whose heart hewas to claim as his inheritance  But already for several years acorrespondence had been kept up between tine cousins and had produced anintellectual intimacy though it could but imperfectly acquaint them witheach others characterSylvia was shy sensitive and fanciful and her guardians secludedhabits had shut her out from even so much of the world as is generallyopen to maidens of her age  She had been left to seek associates andfriends for herself in the haunts of imagination and to converse withthem sometimes in the language of dead poets oftener in the poetry ofher own mind  The companion whom she chiefly summoned up was the cousinwith whose idea her earliest thoughts had been connected  She made avision of Edgar Vaughan and tinted it with stronger hues than a merefancypicture yet graced it with so many bright and delicateperfections that her cousin could nowhere have encountered so dangerousa rival  To this shadow she cherished a romantic fidelity  With itsairy presence sitting by her side or gliding along her favorite pathsthe loneliness of her young life was blissful her heart was satisfiedwith love while yet its virgin purity was untainted by the earthlinessthat the touch of a real lover would have left there  Edgar Vaughanseemed to be conscious of her character for in his letters he gave hera name that was happily appropriate to the sensitiveness of herdisposition the delicate peculiarity of her manners and the etherealbeauty both of her mind and person  Instead of Sylvia he called herSylphwith the prerogative of a cousin and a loverhis dear SylphEtheregeWhen Sylvia was seventeen her guardian died and she passed under thecare of Mrs Grosvenor a lady of wealth and fashion and Sylviasnearest relative though a distant one  While an inmate of MrsGrosvenors family she still preserved somewhat of her lifelong habitsof seclusion and shrank from a too familiar intercourse with thosearound her  Still too she was faithful to her cousin or to the shadowwhich bore his nameThe time now drew near when Edgar Vaughan whose education had beencompleted by an extensive range of travel was to revisit the soil of hisnativity  Edward Hamilton a young gentleman who had been Vaughanscompanion both in his studies and rambles had already recrossed theAtlantic bringing letters to Mrs Grosvenor and Sylvia Etherege  Thesecredentials insured him an earnest welcome which,26
+This eBook was produced by David Widger                 THE DOLIVER ROMANCE AND OTHER PIECES                         TALES AND SKETCHES                       By Nathaniel Hawthorne                      OTHER TALES AND SKETCHESCONTENTS     My Visit To Niagara      The Antique Ring      Graves And GoblinsMY VISIT TO NIAGARANever did a pilgrim approach Niagara with deeper enthusiasm than mineI had lingered away from it and wandered to other scenes because mytreasury of anticipated enjoyments comprising all the wonders of theworld had nothing else so magnificent and I was loath to exchange thepleasures of hope for those of memory so soon  At length the day cameThe stagecoach with a Frenchman and myself on the back seat hadalready left Lewiston and in less than an hour would set us down inManchester  I began to listen for the roar of the cataract andtrembled with a sensation like dread as the moment drew nigh when itsvoice of ages must roll for the first time on my ear  The Frenchgentleman stretched himself from the window and expressed loudadmiration while by a sudden impulse I threw myself back and closedmy eyes  When the scene shut in I was glad to think that for me thewhole burst of Niagara was yet in futurity  We rolled on and enteredthe village of Manchester bordering on the fallsI am quite ashamed of myself here  Not that I ran like a madman to thefalls and plunged into the thickest of the spraynever stopping tobreathe till breathing was impossible not that I committed this orany other suitable extravagance  On the contrary I alighted withperfect decency and composure gave my cloak to the black waiterpointed out my baggage and inquired not the nearest way to thecataract but about the dinnerhour  The interval was spent inarranging my dress  Within the last fifteen minutes my mind had grownstrangely benumbed and my spirits apathetic with a slight depressionnot decided enough to be termed sadness  My enthusiasm was in adeathlike slumber  Without aspiring to immortality as he did I couldhave imitated that English traveller who turned back from the pointwhere he first heard the thunder of Niagara after crossing the ocean tobehold it  Many a Western trader by the by has performed a similaract of heroism with more heroic simplicity deeming it no such wonderfulfeat to dine at the hotel and resume his route to Buffalo or Lewistonwhile the cataract was roaring unseenSuch has often been my apathy when objects long sought and earnestlydesired were placed within my reach  After dinnerat which anunwonted and perverse epicurism detained me longer than usualI lighteda cigar and paced the piazza minutely attentive to the aspect andbusiness of a very ordinary village  Finally with reluctant step andthe feeling of an intruder I walked towards Goat Island  At thetollhouse there were further excuses for delaying the inevitablemoment  My signature was required in a huge ledger containing similarrecords innumerable many of which I read  The skin of a greatsturgeon and other fishes beasts and reptiles a collection ofminerals such as lie in heaps near the falls some Indian moccasinsand other trifles made of deerskin and embroidered with beads severalnewspapers from Montreal New York and Bostonall attracted me inturn  Out of a number of twisted sticks the manufacture of a TuscaroraIndian I selected one of curled maple curiously convoluted andadorned with the carved images of a snake and a fish  Using this as mypilgrims staff I crossed the bridge  Above and below me were therapids a river of impetuous snow with here and there a dark rock amidits whiteness resisting all the physical fury as any cold spirit didthe moral influences of the scene  On reaching Goat Island whichseparates the two great segments of the falls I chose the righthandpath and followed it to the edge of the American cascade  There whilethe falling sheet was yet invisible I saw the vapor that nevervanishes and the Eternal Rainbow of NiagaraIt was an afternoon of glorious sunshine without a cloud save those ofthe cataracts  I gained an insulated rock and beheld a broad sheet ofbrilliant and unbroken foam not shooting in a curved line from the topof the precipice but falling headlong down from height to depth  Anarrow stream diverged from the main branch and hurried over the cragby a channel of its own leaving a little pineclad island and a streakof precipice between itself and the larger sheet  Below arose themist on which was painted a dazzling sunbow with two concentricshadowsone almost as perfect as the original brightness and theother drawn faintly round the broken edge of the cloudStill I  had not half seen Niagara  Following the verge of the islandthe path led me to the Horseshoe where the real broad St Lawrencerushing along on a level with its banks pours its whole breadth over aconcave line of precipice and thence pursues its course between loftycrags towards Ontario  A sort of bridge two or three feet widestretches out along the edge of the descending sheet and hangs upon therising mist as if that were the foundation of the frail structureHere I stationed myself in the blast of wind which the rushing riverbore along with it  The bridge was tremulous beneath me and marked thetremor of the solid earth  I looked along the whitening rapids andendeavored to distinguish a mass of water far above the falls to followit to their verge and,0
+This eBook was produced by David Widger                 THE DOLIVER ROMANCE AND OTHER PIECES                         TALES AND SKETCHES                       By Nathaniel Hawthorne                         TIMES PORTRAITUREBeing the Carriers Address to the Patrons of The Salem Gazette forthe 1st of January 1838ADDRESSKind PatronsWe newspaper carriers are Times errandboys and allthe year round the old gentleman sends us from one of your doors toanother to let you know what he is talking about and what he is doingWe are a strange set of urchins for punctually on New Years morningone and all of us are seized with a fit of rhyme and break forth in suchhideous strains that it would be no wonder if the infant Year with herstep upon the threshold were frightened away by the discord with whichwe strive to welcome her  On these occasions most generous patronsyou never fail to give us a taste of your bounty but whether as areward for our verses or to purchase a respite from further inflictionof them is best known to your worshipful selves  Moreover we Timeserrandboys as aforesaid feel it incumbent upon us on the first day ofevery year to present a sort of summary of our masters dealings withthe world throughout the whole of the preceding twelvemonth  Now ithas so chanced by a misfortune heretofore unheard of that I yourpresent petitioner have been altogether forgotten by the Muse  Insteadof being able as I naturally expected to measure my ideas into sixfoot lilies and tack a rhyme at each of their tails I find myselfthis blessed morning the same simple proser that I was yesterday andshall probably be tomorrow  And to my further mortification being ahumbleminded little sinner I feel no wise capable of talking to yourworships with the customary wisdom of my brethren and giving sageopinions as to what Time has done right and what he has done wrong andwhat of right or wrong he means to do hereafter  Such being my unhappypredicament it is with no small confusion of face that I make bold topresent myself at your doors  Yet it were surely a pity that my nonappearance should defeat your bountiful designs for the replenishing ofmy pockets  Wherefore I have bethought me that it might not displeaseyour worships to hear a few particulars about the person and habits ofFather Time with whom as being one of his errandboys I have moreacquaintance than most lads of my yearsFor a great many years past there has been a woodcut on the cover ofthe Farmers Almanac pretending to be a portrait of Father Time  Itrepresents that respectable personage as almost in a state of nuditywith a single lock of hair on his forehead wings on his shoulders andaccoutred with a scythe and an hourglass  These two latter symbolsappear to betoken that the old fellow works in haying time by the hourBut within my recollection Time has never carried a scythe and anhourglass nor worn a pair of wings nor shown himself in the halfnaked condition that the almanac would make us believe  Nowadays he isthe most fashionably dressed figure about town and I take it to be hisnatural disposition old as he is to adopt every fashion of the day andof the hour  Just at the present period you may meet him in a furredsurtout with pantaloons strapped under his narrowtoed boots on hishead instead of a single forelock he wears a smart auburn wig withbushy whiskers of the same hue the whole surmounted by a Germanlustrehat  He has exchanged his hourglass for a gold patentlever watchwhich he carries in his vestpocket and as for his scythe he haseither thrown it aside altogether or converted its handle into a canenot much stouter than a ridingswitch  If you stare him full in theface you will perhaps detect a few wrinkles but on a hasty glanceyou might suppose him to be in the very heyday of life as fresh as hewas in the garden of Eden  So much for the present aspect of Time butI by no means insure that the description shall suit him a month henceor even at this hour tomorrowIt is another very common mistake to suppose that Time wanders amongold ruins and sits on mouldering walls and mossgrown stonesmeditating about matters which everybody else has forgotten  Somepeople perhaps would expect to find him at the burialground in BroadStreet poring over the halfillegible inscriptions on the tombs of theHigginsons the HathornesNot Hawthorne as one of the presentrepresentatives of the family has seen fit to transmogrify a good oldnamethe Holyokes the Brownes the Olivers the Pickmans thePickerings and other worthies with whom he kept company of old  Somewould look for him on the ridge of Gallows Hill where in one of hisdarkest moods he and Cotton Mather hung the witches  But they need notseek him there  Time is invariably the first to forget his own deedshis own history and his own former associates  His place is in thebusiest bustle of the world  If you would meet Time face to face youhave only to promenade in Essex Street between the hours of twelve andone and there among beaux and belles you will see old Father Timeapparently the gayest of the gay  He walks arm in arm with the youngmen talking about balls and theatres and afternoon rides and midnightmerrymakings he recommends such and such a fashionable tailor andsneers at every garment of six months antiquity and generally beforeparting he invites,26
+This eBook was produced by David Widger                 A WONDERBOOK FOR GIRLS AND BOYS                     By Nathaniel Hawthorne                        THE GORGONS HEADCONTENTSTANGLEWOOD PORCHIntroductory to The Gorgons HeadTHE GORGONS HEADTANGLEWOOD PORCHAfter the StoryThe author has long been of opinion that many of the classical mythswere capable of being rendered into very capital reading for childrenIn the little volume here offered to the public he has worked up half adozen of them with this end in view  A great freedom of treatment wasnecessary to his plan but it will be observed by every one who attemptsto render these legends malleable in his intellectual furnace that theyare marvellously independent of all temporary modes and circumstancesThey remain essentially the same after changes that would affect theidentity of almost anything elseHe does not therefore plead guilty to a sacrilege in having sometimesshaped anew as his fancy dictated the forms that have been hallowed byan antiquity of two or three thousand years  No epoch of time can claima copyright in these immortal fables  They seem never to have beenmade and certainly so long as man exists they can never perish butby their indestructibility itself they are legitimate subjects forevery age to clothe with its own garniture of manners and sentiment andto imbue with its own morality  In the present version they may havelost much of their classical aspect or at all events the author hasnot been careful to preserve it and have perhaps assumed a Gothic orromantic guiseIn performing this pleasant taskfor it has been really a task fit forhot weather and one of the most agreeable of a literary kind which heever undertookthe author has not always thought it necessary to writedownward in order to meet the comprehension of children  He hasgenerally suffered the theme to soar whenever such was its tendencyand when he himself was buoyant enough to follow without an effortChildren possess an unestimated sensibility to whatever is deep or highin imagination or feeling so long as it is simple likewise  It isonly the artificial and the complex that bewilder themLenox July 15 1851THE GORGONS HEADTANGLEWOOD PORCHINTRODUCTORY TO THE GORGONS HEADBeneath the porch of the countryseat called Tanglewood one fineautumnal morning was assembled a merry party of little folks with atall youth in the midst of them  They had planned a nutting expeditionand were impatiently waiting for the mists to roll up the hillslopesand for the sun to pour the warmth of the Indian summer over the fieldsand pastures and into the nooks of the manycolored woods  There was aprospect of as fine a day as ever gladdened the aspect of this beautifuland comfortable world  As yet however the morning mist filled up thewhole length and breadth of the valley above which on a gently slopingeminence the mansion stoodThis body of white vapor extended to within less than a hundred yards ofthe house  It completely hid everything beyond that distance except afew ruddy or yellow treetops which here and there emerged and wereglorified by the early sunshine as was likewise the broad surface ofthe mist  Four or five miles off to the southward rose the summit ofMonument Mountain and seemed to be floating on a cloud  Some fifteenmiles farther away in the same direction appeared the loftier Dome ofTaconic looking blue and indistinct and hardly so substantial as thevapory sea that almost rolled over it  The nearer hills which borderedthe valley were half submerged and were specked with littlecloudwreaths all the way to their tops  On the whole there was so muchcloud and so little solid earth that it had the effect of a visionThe children abovementioned being as full of life as they could holdkept overflowing from the porch of Tanglewood and scampering along thegravelwalk or rushing across the dewy herbage of the lawn  I canhardly tell how many of these small people there were not less thannine or ten however nor more than a dozen of all sorts sizes andages whether girls or boys  They were brothers sisters and cousinstogether with a few of their young acquaintances who had been invitedby Mr and Mrs Pringle to spend some of this delightful weather withtheir own children at Tanglewood  I am afraid to tell you their namesor even to give them any names which other children have ever beencalled by because to my certain knowledge authors sometimes getthemselves into great trouble by accidentally giving the names of realpersons to the characters in their books  For this reason I mean tocall them Primrose Periwinkle Sweet Fern Dandelion Blue Eye CloverHuckleberry Cowslip Squashblossom Milkweed Plantain and Buttercupalthough to be sure such titles might better suit a group of fairiesthan a company of earthly childrenIt is not to be supposed that these little folks were to be permitted bytheir careful fathers and mothers uncles aunts or grandparents tostray abroad into the woods and fields without the guardianship of someparticularly grave and elderly person  O no indeed  In the firstsentence of my book you will recollect that I spoke of a tall youthstanding in the midst of the children  His nameand I shall let youknow his real name because he considers it a great honor to have toldthe stories that are here to be printedhis name was Eustace BrightHe was a student at Williams College and had reached I think at thisperiod the venerable age of eighteenyears so that he felt quite likea grandfather towards Periwinkle Dandelion Huckleberry Squashblossom Milkweed and the rest who were only half or a third asvenerable as he  A trouble in his eyesight such as many students thinkit necessary to have nowadays in order,9
+Produced by Scott Pfenninger Juliet Sutherland Charles Franksand the Online Distributed Proofreading TeamHALFHOURSWITHGREAT STORY TELLERS_ARTEMUS WARD GEORGE MACDONALDMAX ADELER SAMUEL LOVERAND OTHERS_1891CONTENTSGREY DOLPHIN _Richard Harris Barham_MOSES THE SASSY _Artemus Ward_MR COLUMBUS CORIANDERS GORILLATHE FATE OF YOUNG CHUBB _Max Adeler_BOOTS AT THE HOLLYTREE INN _Charles Dickens_THE ENTHUSIAST IN ANATOMY _John Oxenford_THE LIGHT PRINCESS _George Macdonald_LEGEND OF THE LITTLE WEAVER _Samuel Lover_GREY DOLPHINHe wontwont he Then bring me my boots said the BaronConsternation was at its height in the castle of Shurlanda catiff haddared to disobey the Baron andthe Baron had called for his bootsA thunderbolt in the great hall had been a _bagatelle_ to itA few days before a notable miracle had been wrought in theneighborhood and in those times miracles were not so common as theyare now no royal balloons no steam no railroadswhile the fewsaints who took the trouble to walk with their heads under their armsor to pull the Devil by the nose scarcely appeared above once in acenturyso the affair made the greatest sensationThe clock had done striking twelve and the Clerk of Chatham wasuntrussing his points preparatory to seeking his trucklebed a halfemptied tankard of mild ale stood at his elbow the roasted crab yetfloating on its surface Midnight had surprised the worthy functionarywhile occupied in discussing it and with his task yet unaccomplishedHe meditated a mighty draft one hand was fumbling with his tags whilethe other was extended in the act of grasping the jorum when a knockon the portal solemn and sonorous arrested his fingers It wasrepeated thrice ere Emmanuel Saddleton had presence of mind sufficientto inquire who sought admittance at that untimeous hourOpen open good Clerk of St Bridgets said a female voice smallyet distinct and sweetan excellent thing in womanThe Clerk arose crossed to the doorway and undid the latchetOn the threshold stood a lady of surpassing beauty her robes wererich and large and full and a diadem sparkling with gems that sheda halo around crowned her brow she beckoned the Clerk as he stood inastonishment before herEmmanuel said the lady and her tones sounded like those of a silverflute Emmanuel Saddleton truss up your points and follow meThe worthy Clerk stated aghast at the vision the purple robe thecymar the coronetabove all the smile no there was no mistakingher it was the blessed St Bridget herselfAnd what could have brought the sainted lady out of her warm shrine atsuch a time of night and on such a night for it was dark as pitchand metaphorically speaking rained cats and dogsEmmanuel could not speak so he looked the questionNo matter for that said the saint answering to his thought Nomatter for that Emmanuel Saddleton only follow me and youll seeThe Clerk turned a wistful eye at the corner cupboardOh never mind the lantern Emmanuel youll not want it but you maybring a mattock and a shovel As she spoke the beautiful apparitionheld up her delicate hand From the tip of each of her long taperfingers issued a lambent flame of such surpassing brilliancy as wouldhave plunged a whole gas company into despairit was a Hand ofGlory Footnote One of the uses to which this mystic chandelier wasput was the protection of secreted treasure Blow out all the fingersat one puff and you had the money such a one as tradition tells usyet burns in Rochester Castle every St Marks Eve Many are the daringindividuals who have watched in Gundulphs Tower hoping to find itand the treasure it guards but none of them ever didThis way Emmanuel and a flame of peculiar radiance streamed fromher little finger as it pointed to the pathway leading to thechurchyardSaddleton shouldered his tools and followed in silenceThe cemetery of St Bridgets was some halfmile distant from theClerks domicile and adjoined a chapel dedicated to that illustriouslady who after leading but a soso life had died in the odor ofsanctity Emmanuel Saddleton was fat and scant of breath the mattockwas heavy and the Saint walked too fast for him he paused to takesecond wind at the end of the first furlongEmmanuel said the holy lady goodhumoredly for she heard himpuffing rest awhile Emmanuel and Ill tell you what I want withyouHer auditor wiped his brow with the back of his hand and looked allattention and obedienceEmmanuel continued she what did you and Father Fothergill and therest of you mean yesterday by burying that drowned man so close to meHe died in mortal sin Emmanuel no shrift no unction no absolutionwhy he might as well have been excommunicated He plagues me with hisgrinning and I cant have any peace in my shrine You must howk him upagain EmmanuelTo be sure madamemy ladythat is your holiness stammeredSaddleton trembling at the thought of the task assigned him To besure your ladyship onlythat isEmmanuel said the saint youll do my bidding or it would bebetter you had and her eye changed from a doves eye to that of ahawk and a flash came from it as bright as the one from her littlefinger The Clerk shook in his shoes and again dashing the coldperspiration from his brow followed the footsteps of his mysteriousguideThe next morning all Chatham was in an uproar The Clerk of StBridgets had found himself at home at daybreak seated in his ownarmchair the fire outandthe tankard of ale out too Who had drunkitwhere had he beenhow had he got homeall was mysteryheremembered a mass of things but nothing distinctly all was fog andfantasy What he could clearly recollect was that he had dug up theGrinning Sailor and that the Saint had helped to throw him into theriver again All was thenceforth wonderment and devotion Masses weresung tapers were kindled bells were tolled the monks of St Romualdhad a solemn procession the abbot at their head the sacristan attheir tail and the holy breeches of St Thomas a Becket in the centreFather Fothergill brewed a XXX puncheon of holy water The Rood ofGillingham was deserted the chapel of Rainham forsaken every one whohad a soul to be saved flocked,13
+This etext was produced by Gardner BuchananTHE HOHENZOLLERNS IN AMERICAWITH THE BOLSHEVIKS IN BERLIN AND OTHER IMPOSSIBILITIESBy Stephen Leacock   CONTENTSI   THE HOHENZOLLERNS IN AMERICAII  WITH THE BOLSHEVIKS IN BERLINIII AFTERNOON TEA WITH THE SULTANIV  ECHOES OF THE WAR   1 The Boy Who Came Back   2 The War Sacrifices of Mr Spugg   3 If Germany Had Won   4 War and Peace at the Galaxy Club   5 The War News as I Remember It   6 Some Just Complaints About the War   7 Some Startling Side Effects of the WarV   OTHER IMPOSSIBILITIES   1 The Art of Conversation   2 Heroes and Heroines   3 The Discovery of America   4 Politics from Within   5 The Lost Illusions of Mr Sims   6 Fetching the DoctorIThe Hohenzollerns in AmericaPREFACEThe proper punishment for the Hohenzollerns and theHapsburgs and the Mecklenburgs and the Muckendorfsand all such puppets and princelings is that they shouldbe made to work and not made to work in the glitteringand glorious sense as generals and chiefs of staff andlegislators and landbarons but in the plain and humblepart of laborers looking for a job that they shouldcarry a hod and wield a trowel and swing a pick and atthe days end be glad of a humble supper and a nightsrest that they should work in short as millions ofpoor emigrants out of Germany have worked for generationspast that there should be about them none of the prestigeof fallen grandeur that if it were possible by sometrick of magic or change of circumstance the worldshould know them only as laboring men with the dignityand divinity of kingship departed out of them that assuch they should stand or fall live or starve as bestthey might by the work of their own hands and brainsCould this be done the world would have a better ideaof the thin stuff out of which autocratic kingship isfashionedIt is a favourite fancy of mine to imagine thistransformation actually brought about and to picturethe Hohenzollerns as an immigrant family departing forAmerica their trunks and boxes on their backs theirbundles in their handsThe fragments of a diary that here follow present thedetails of such a picture It is written or imagined tobe written by the former Princess Frederica ofHohenzollern I do not find her name in the Almanach deGotha Perhaps she does not exist But from the textbelow she is to be presumed to be one of the innumerablenieces of the German EmperorCHAPTER IOn Board the SS America WednesdayAt last our embarkation is over and we are at sea I amso glad it is done It was dreadful to see poor UncleWilliam and Uncle Henry and Cousin Willie and CousinFerdinand of Bulgaria coming up the gangplank into thesteerage with their boxes on their backs They lookedso different in their rough clothes Uncle William iswearing an old blue shirt and a red handkerchief roundhis neck and his hair looks thin and unkempt and hismoustache draggled and his face unshaved His eyes seemwatery and wandering and his little withered arm sopathetic Is it possible he was always really like thatAt the top of the gangplank he stood still a minutehis box still on his back and said This then is thepathway to Saint Helena I heard an officer down on thedock call up Now then my man move on there smartlyplease And I saw some young roughs pointing at Uncleand laughing and saying Look at the old guy with thered handkerchief Is he batty ehThe forward deck of the steamer the steerage deck whichis the only place that we are allowed to go was crowdedwith people all poor and with their trunks and boxesand paper bags all round them When Uncle set down hisbox there was soon quite a little crowd around him sothat I could hardly see him But I could hear themlaughing and I knew that they were taking a rise outof him as they call itjust as they did in theemigration sheds on shore I heard Uncle say Let winebe brought I am faint and some one else said Yeslet it and there arose a big shout of laughterCousin Willie had sneaked away with his box down to thelower deck I thought it mean of him not to stay withhis father I never noticed till now what a sneaking faceCousin Willie has In his uniform as Crown Prince itwas different But in his shabby clothes among theserough people he seems so changed He walks with a meanstoop and his eyes look about in such a furtive waynever still I saw one of the ships officers watchinghim very closely and sternlyCousin Karl of Austria and Cousin Ruprecht of Bavariaare not here We thought they were to come on this shipbut they are not here We could hardly believe that theship would sail without themI managed to get Uncle William out of the crowd and downbelow He was glad to get off the deck He seemed afraidto look at the sea and when we got into the big cabinhe clutched at the cover of the port and said Shut ithelp me shut it shut out the sound of the sea and thenfor a little time he sat on one of the bunks all hunchedup and muttering Dont let me hear the sea dont letme hear it His eyes looked so queer and fixed that Ithought he must be in a sort of fit or seizure ButUncle Henry and Cousin Willie and Cousin Ferdinand cameinto the cabin and he got better againCousin Ferdinand has got hold of a queer long overcoatwith the sleeves turned up and a little round hat andlooks exactly like a Jew He says he traded one of ourempty boxes for the coat and hat I never noticed beforehow queer and thick Cousin Ferdinands speech is andhow much he gesticulates with his hands when he talksI am sure that when I,32
+Produced by Juliet Sutherland Charles Franksand the Online Distributed Proofreading TeamHERBERT CARTERS LEGACYORTHE INVENTORS SONBYHORATIO ALGER JRAUTHOR OFStrong and Steady Strive and Succeed Try and Trust Bound ToRise EtcNEW YORKBIOGRAPHY AND BIBLIOGRAPHYHoratio Alger Jr an author who lived among and for boys and himselfremained a boy in heart and association till death was born atRevere Mass January 13 1834 He was the son of a clergyman wasgraduated at Harvard College in 1852 and at its Divinity School in1860 and was pastor of the Unitarian Church at Brewster Mass in186266In the latter year he settled in New York and began drawing publicattention to the condition and needs of street boys He mingled withthem gained their confidence showed a personal concern in theiraffairs and stimulated them to honest and useful living With hisfirst story he won the hearts of all redblooded boys everywhere andof the seventy or more that followed over a million copies were soldduring the authors lifetimeIn his later life he was in appearance a short stout baldheadedman with cordial manners and whimsical views of things that amusedall who met him He died at Natick Mass July 18 1899Mr Algers stories are as popular now as when first publishedbecause they treat of real live boys who were always up and aboutjust like the boys found everywhere today They are pure in tone andinspiring in influence and many reforms in the juvenile life of NewYork may be traced to them Among the best known areStrong and Steady Strive and Succeed Try and Trust Bound toRise Risen from the Ranks Herbert Carters Legacy Brave and BoldJacks Ward Shifting for Himself Wait and Hope Paul the PeddlerPhil the Fiddler Slow and Sure Julius the Street Boy Tom theBootblack Struggling Upward Facing the World The Cash Boy MakingHis Way Tony the Tramp Joes Luck Do and Dare Only an Irish BoySink or Swim A Cousins Conspiracy Andy Gordon Bob Burton HarryVane Hectors Inheritance Mark Masons Triumph Sams Chance TheTelegraph Boy The Young Adventurer The Young Outlaw The YoungSalesman and Luke WaltonIllustration It is practical I will pay one thousand dollars a yearfor ten years for a half interest in the inventionCHAPTER IMRS CARTER RECEIVES A LETTERIs that the latest style inquired James Leech with a sneerpointing to a patch on the knee of Herbert Carters pantsHerberts face flushed He was not ashamed of the patch for he knewthat his mothers poverty made it a necessity But he felt that it wasmean and dishonorable in James Leech whose father was one of the richmen of Wrayburn to taunt him with what he could not help Some boysmight have slunk away abashed but Herbert had pluck and stood hisgroundIt is my style he answered firmly looking James boldly in thefaceI admire your taste then returned James with a smooth sneerThen you had better imitate it retorted HerbertThank you said James in the same insulting tone Would you lendme your pants for a pattern Excuse me though perhaps you have noother pairFor shame James exclaimed one or two boys who had listened to thecolloquy stirred to indignation by this heartless insult on the partof James Leech to a boy who was deservedly a favorite with them allHerberts fist involuntarily doubled and James though he did notknow it ran a narrow chance of getting a good whipping But our younghero controlled himself not without some difficulty and said Ihave one other pair and these are at your service whenever yourequire themThen turning to the other boys he said in a changed tone Whos infor a game of ballI said one promptlyAnd I said anotherHerbert walked away accompanied by the other boys leaving JamesLeech aloneJames looked after him with a scowl He was sharp enough to see thatHerbert in spite of his patched pants was a better scholar and agreater favorite than himself He had intended to humiliate him on thepresent occasion but he was forced to acknowledge that he had comeoff second best from the encounter He walked moodily away and tookwhat comfort he could in the thought that he was far superior to a boywho owned but two pairs of pants and one of them patched He wasfoolish enough to feel that a boy or man derived importance from theextent of his wardrobe and exulted in the personal possession ofeight pairs of pantsThis scene occurred at recess After school was over Herbert walkedhome He was a little thoughtful There was no disgrace in a patch ashe was sensible enough to be aware Still he would have a littlepreferred not to wear one That was only natural In that point Isuppose my readers will fully agree with him But he knew very wellthat his mother who had been left a widow had hard work enough toget along as it was and he had no idea of troubling her on thesubject Besides he had a better suit for Sundays neat though plainand he felt that he ought not to be disturbed by James LeechsinsolenceSo thinking he neared the small house which he called home It was asmall cottage with something less than an acre of land attachedenough upon which to raise a few vegetables It belonged to hismother nominally but was mortgaged for half its value to SquireLeech the father of James The amount of the mortgage precisely wasseven hundred and fifty dollars It had cost his father fifteenhundred When he built it obtaining half this sum on mortgage hehoped to pay it up by degrees but it turned out that from sicknessand other causes this proved impossible When five months before hehad died suddenly the house which was all he left was subject tothis incumbrance Upon this interest was payable semiannually at therate of six per cent Fortyfive dollars a year is not a large sumbut it seemed very large to Mrs Carter when added to their necessaryexpenses for food clothing and fuel How it was to be paid she didnot exactly see The same problem had perplexed Herbert who like agood son as he was shared his,13
+Produced by Avinash Kothare Charles Franksand the Online Distributed Proofreading TeamHASTE AND WASTEORTHE YOUNG PILOT OF LAKE CHAMPLAINA STORY FOR YOUNG PEOPLEBYOLIVER OPTICBIOGRAPHY AND BIBLIOGRAPHYWilliam Taylor Adams American author better known and loved byboys and girls through his pseudonym Oliver Optic was born July30 1822 in the town of Medway Norfolk County Massachusetts abouttwentyfive miles from Boston For twenty years he was a teacher inthe Public Schools of Boston where he came in close contact with boylife These twenty years taught him how to reach the boys heart andinterest as the popularity of his books attestHis story writing began in 1850 when he was twentyeight years oldand his first book was published in 1853 He also edited The OliverOptic Magazine The Student and Schoolmate Our Little OnesMr Adams died at the age of seventyfive years in Boston March27 1897He was a prolific writer and his stories are most attractive andunobjectionable Most of his books were published in series Probablythe most famous of these is The Boat Club Series which comprisesthe following titlesThe Boat Club All Aboard Now or Never Try Again Poorand Proud Little by Little All of these titles will be found inthis editionOther wellknown series are his Soldier Boy Series Sailor BoySeries Woodville Stories The Woodville Stories will also befound in this editionCHAPTER ITHE SQUALL ON THE LAKEStand by Captain John shouted Lawry Wilford a stout boy offourteen as he stood at the helm of a sloop which was going beforethe wind up Lake ChamplainWhats the matter Lawry demanded the captainWere going to have a squall continued the young pilot as heglanced at the tall peaks of the AdirondacksThere was a squall in those clouds in the judgment of LawryWilford but having duly notified the captain of the impending dangerto his craft he did not assume any further responsibility in themanagement of the sloop It was very quiet on the lake the water wassmooth and the tiny waves sparkled in the bright sunshine There wasno roll of distant thunder to admonish the voyagers and the youth atthe helm was so much accustomed to squalls and tempests which are offrequent occurrence on the lake that they had no terrors to him Itwas dinnertime and the young pilot fearful that the unexpectedguest might reduce the rations to a low ebb for the second table wasmore concerned about this matter than about the squallCaptain John as he was familiarly called on board the_Missisque_ which was the name of the sloop was not a man tobe cheated out of any portion of his dinner by the approach of asquall and though his jaws may have moved more rapidly after theannouncement of the young pilot he did not neglect even the greenapplepies the first of the season prepared with care and skill byMrs Captain John who resided on board and did doctors duty atthe galley Captain John did not abate a single mouthful of the mealthough he knew how rapidly the mountain showers and squalls travelover the lake The sloop did not usually make more than four or fivemiles an hour being deeply laden with lumber which was piled up sohigh on the deck that the mainsail had to be reefed to make room foritThe passenger Mr Randall was a director of a country bankjourneying to Shoreham about twenty miles above the point where hehad embarked in the _Missisque_ He had crossed the lake in theferry intending to take the steamer at Westport for his destinationBeing a man who was always in a hurry but never in season he hadreached the steamboat landing just in time to see the boat movingoff Procuring a wherry and a boy to row it he had boarded the_Missisque_ as she passed up the lake and though the sloop wasnot a passengerboat Captain John had consented to land him atShorehamMr Randall was a landsman and had a proper respect for squalls andtempests even on a freshwater lake He heard the announcement ofLawry Wilford with a feeling of dread and apprehension andstraightway began to conjure up visions of a terrible shipwreck andof sole survivors clinging with the madness of desperation to brokenspars in the midst of the stormtossed waters But Mr Randall was adirector of a country bank and a certain amount of dignity wasexpected and required of him His official position before the peopleof Vermont demanded that he should not give way to idle fears IfCaptain Jones who was not a bank director could keep cool it wasMr Randalls solemn duty to remain unmoved or at least to appear toremain soThe passenger finished the first course of the dinner which MrsCaptain John had made a little more elaborate than usual in honor ofthe distinguished guest but he complained of the smallness of hisappetite and it was evident that he did not enjoy the meal after thebrief colloquy between the skipper and the pilot He was nervous hisdignity was a bore to him and was maintained at an immensesacrifice of personal ease but he persevered until a piece of thedainty greenapple pie was placed before him when he lacerated thetender feelings of Mrs Captain John by abruptly leaving the tableand rushing on deckThis hurried movement was hardly to be regarded as a sacrifice ofhis dignity for it was made with what even the skippers lady wascompelled to allow was a reasonable excuseGracious exclaimed Mr Randall as the tempting piece of greenapplepie reeking with indigenous juices was placed before himAt the same moment the bank director further indicated hisastonishment and horror by slapping both hands upon his breast in astyle worthy of Brutus when Rome was in perilWhats the matter squire demanded Captain John dropping hisknife and fork and suspending the operation of his vigorous jawstill an explanation could be obtainedIve left my coat on deck replied Mr Randall rising from hischairIts just as safe there as twould be on your back squire addedthe skipperTheres six thousand dollars in the pocket of that coat said thebank director with a gasp of apprehension Wheres my coatdemanded heThere it is replied Lawry,13
+Produced by Charles Franks and the Online Distributed Proofreading TeamJane Allen JuniorByEdith BancroftAuthor ofJane Allen of the SubTeam Jane Allen Right Guard JaneAllen Center EtcIllustrated byThelma GoochCONTENTSCHAPTER    I  THE GETTOGETHER   II  A SHADOW IN FORECAST  III  THE MISFIT FRESHMAN   IV  THRILLING NEWS    V  THREATS AND DEFIANCE   VI  JANE AND JUDITH  VII  A QUEER MIXUP VIII  TO THE RESCUE   IX  WHAT HAPPENED TO JUDITH    X  THE INTERLUDE   XI  A TWICE TOLD TALE  XII  A WILD NIGHT OF IT XIII  THE AFTERMATH  XIV  PLEADING FOR TIME   XV  THE PICKET AND THE SPOOK  XVI  THE HIDDEN CHAMBER XVII  BEHOLD THE GHOST OF LENOX HALLXVIII  FAITHFUL FROLIC  XIX  THE MIRACLE   XX  TOUCHSTONE  XXI  CRAMMING EVENTS XXII  STARTLING DISCLOSURESXXIII  THE DANCE XXIV  KING PIN OF THE FRESHIES  XXV  THE DAY AFTER THE BIG NIGHT XXVI  A SURPRISE IN RECORDSXXVII  THE REAL STORYCHAPTER ITHE GET TOGETHERThe late September day waved back at Summer graceful as a childsaying goodbye with a soft dimply hand and just as fitful were thegleams of warm sunshine that lazed through the stately trees on thebroad campus of Wellington College It was a brave daySummerdefying Nature swishing her silken skirts of transparentiridescence into the leaves already trembling before the master handof Autumn with his brush poised for their fateful stroke ofpoisoned beauty every last bud of weed or flower bursting in heroictribute and every breeze cheering the pageant in that farewell toSummerIf school didnt start just now commented Norma Travers Iwonder what we would do Everything else seems to stop shortI never saw shadows come and go so weirdly on any other first dayadded Judith Stearns ominously I hope it doesnt mean a sign asVelma Sigbee would put it and dark eyed Judith waved her armsabove her black head to ward off the blowIs it too early to suggest science lisped Maud Leslie timidlyIve been reading about the possible change of climate and itsrelation to the suns rays going wild into space I dont want tostart anything but it might be judicious to buy more furs nextSummer Also it might justify the premonitory fadDont you dare warned Ted Guthrie puffing beneath her prettiestcrocheted sweater and rolling down from her chosen mound on thenatural steps of the poplar tree slope Its bad enough to think oficy days up here far far away from the happy laughing world of hotchocolate and warm movie seats and she rolled one more step nearerthe boxwood lined path but to tag on science and insinuate we areto be glazed mummies ugh and the redoubtable Ted groaned a gruntthat threatened havoc to the aforesaid handsome sweaterThere there Teddy dear dont take on so soothed Maud rescuingthe others new silver pencil that was rapidly sliding further awayfrom Ted with the pretty open hand bag I had entirely forgottenhow you despise ice sports And you so lovely and fat for fallingYou should love em insisted the studious MaudBeing fat isnt all itsCracked up to be assisted Judith Stearns I quote freely Thatsone of Tim JacksonsWhere have I heard the line before mimicked Theodosia Daltonotherwise Dozia the Fearless It has a chummy tone All of which isas naught to the question Where is Jane Never knew her to miss theline up here And I even tapped at her door Judy where is Janedemanded DoziaAm I my chums keeper Cant Jane attend to her own mortal baggagewithout incurring the wrath of the multitude and Judith sprang upfrom her spot on the leaf laden lawn Also she cast a glance ofapprehension along the path where Jane Allen should at least now beseen on her way Perhaps Jane feels we should forswear this momentof mirth being juniors and stepping aside from all the others Theycall it the Whisper you know count of the whispering poplarabove with a grandiose wave at the innocent tree But I wouldmuch prefer a chuckle wouldnt you TedThere you go again or rather also flung back the stout girl Imust take all the cracks and the chuckles and presently some naivelittle freshie will amble along and ask me if I happen to be one ofthe soap bubbles she just blew off her penny pipe and thepneumatic cheeks puffed out in bubble mockeryNow Teddy dear Dont fret Everyone is just jealous because youreso lovely and comfy looking appeased Nettie Brocton the dimplegirl But I really do think this whisper is awfully childishRather makes the strangers feel we are whispering about themIf they only knew sighed Ted I am the usual backstop for allfrivolity But if it comes to giving up this lovely loafing hourunder our own grandmother poplar I say girls go ahead and knockbut spare the whisper Id die if I had to go tramping around seeingthings and saying hello to that mob with a sweeping wave of herone free arm the other was around Janet Clarkes waistYou are right little girl it is lovely to gather here and let theothers do the traipsing And as for the whisper anyone within sightmay also hear for this is a shout rather than a whisper The realpoint is we are gathered together while others are scattered apartBut where is Jane Allen I always look to her to start things andwe cant stay here all day alluring as is the grandmother poplarWe have juties girls juties Dozia Dalton had risen to herfull height which measured more feet and inches than her latestkitchen door records verified and her hair now wound around herhead like a big brown braided coffee cake added a few more inchesin spite of all the flat pinning Dozia took refuge in It may beattractive to be tall and slender but somehow old Dame Nature has away of keeping her pets humble She loves,26
+Produced by Charles Franks Christopher Lundand the Online Distributed Proofreading TeamJACK OF THE PONY EXPRESSOrThe Young Rider of the Mountain TrailsByFRANK V WEBSTERCONTENTSCHAPTERI JACK IN THE SADDLEII POSTMISTRESS JENNIEIII A NARROW ESCAPEIV IMPORTANT LETTERSV JUST IN TIMEVI THE SECRET MINEVII THE STRANGERS AGAINVIII A NIGHT ATTACK IX IN BONDSX A QUEER DISCOVERYXI DUMMY LETTERSXII A RIDE FOR LIFEXIII THE INSPECTORXIV THE CHASEXV A CAUTIONXVI SUNGER GOES LAMEXVII AN INVITATION DECLINEDXVIII A QUEER FEELINGXIX A DESPERATE RIDEXX AT GOLDEN CROSSINGXXI THE ARGENT LETTERSXXII THE MASKED MANXXIII THE ESCAPEXXIV JACKS IDEAXXV JACKS TRICKCONCLUSIONCHAPTER IJACK IN THE SADDLEYour father is a little late tonight isnt he JackYes Mrs Watson he should have been here a halfhour ago and he wouldtoo if he had ridden Sunger instead of his own horseYou think a lot of that pony of yours dont you Jack and amotherlylooking woman came to the doorway of a small cottage and peeredup the mountain trail which ran in front of the building Out on thetrail itself stood a tall bronzed lad who was in fact about seventeenyears of age but whose robust frame and athletic build made him appearseveral years olderYes Mrs Watson the boy answered with a smile I do think a lot ofSunger and hes worth it tooYes I guess he is And he can travel swiftly too My goodness The wayyou sometimes clatter past my house makes me think youll sure have anaccident Sometimes Im so nervous I cant look at youSunger is pretty surefooted even on worse mountain trails than the onefrom Rainbow Ridge to Golden Crossing answered Jack with a laugh thatshowed his white even teeth which formed a strange contrast to his tannedfaceSunger repeated Mrs Watson musingly What an odd name I often wonderhow you came to call him thatIt isnt his real name explained Jack as he gave another look up thetrail over which the rays of the declining sun were shining and thenwalked up to the porch where he sat down The pony was once owned by aMexican miner and he named him something in Spanish which meant that thelittle horse could go so fast that he dodged the sun Sundodger was whatthe name would be in English I suppose and after I bought him thats whatI called himBut Sundodger is too much of a mouthful when ones in a hurry and Jacklaughed at his idea so he went on I shortened it to Sunger whichdoes just as wellYes as long as he knows it agreed Mrs Watson But I guess Jack Ihad better be going I did think Id wait until your father came and putthe supper on for you both but hes so late nowYes Mrs Watson dont wait interrupted Jack I dont know what tomake of dads being so late But were used to getting our own meals soyou neednt worry Well get along all rightOh I know you will For two menfor you are getting so big I shall haveto call you a man and she smiled at him For two men you really getalong very well indeedYes Im getting to be something of a cook myself admitted the lad ButI cant quite equal your biscuits yet and theres no use saying I canHowever you baked a pretty good batch this afternoon and dad sure will bepleased when he sees em I wish hed come while theyre hot though andonce more Jack Bailey arose and went out to peer up the trail He listenedintently but his sharp senses caught no sound of clattering hoofs norsight of a horseman coming down the slope a good view of which could behad from in front of the house that stood on a bend in the roadWell then Ill be getting along Mrs Watson resumed as she threw ashawl over her shoulders for though the day had been warm there was acoolness in the mountain air with the coming of night Everything is allready to dishup went on the motherlylooking woman as she went out ofthe front gate The chicken is hot on the back of the stoveOh well make out all right thank you called Jack after her as shestarted down the trail Mrs Watson lived about a quarter of a mile awayHer husband was a miner and she had a grown daughter so it was quiteconvenient for Mrs Watson to come over twice a week or oftener onoccasions and do the housework in the cottage where Mr Peter Bailey andhis son Jack lived Mrs Watson would do the sweeping dusting and as muchcooking as she had time for and then go back to her own homeJacks mother was dead and he and his father had managed for some yearswithout the services of a housekeeper Mr Bailey was a pony express ridercarrying the mail and small express packages between the settlements ofRainbow Ridge and Golden Crossing Mr Bailey and Jack lived on theoutskirts of Rainbow RidgeThis was in the Rocky Mountain country of one of our western states andthe trails were so wild and winding and for that matter so unsafe thatit was out of the question to use a mail or stage coach between the twoplacesFrom Rainbow Ridge however there was a stage route going east which tookthe mail and express matter as it was brought in by Mr Bailey And fromGolden Crossing going west the same arrangement was made Golden Crossingwas a settlement on the banks of the Ponto River a small enough stream inordinary times but which was wild and dangerous during heavy rains orfreshetsSo the pony express as run by Mr Bailey was the only regular means ofcommunication between Golden Crossing and Rainbow Ridge It was ofimportance too for often valuable mail and packages went through theroute being shorter and quicker than by a roundabout stage lineWhen Mrs Watson was out of sight around a bend in the trail Jack wentinto the cottage It really was a cottage though when Mr Bailey firstbrought his family to the West it had been but a cabin or shack But MrBailey,13
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+Produced by Juliet Sutherland Ted Garvinand the Online Distributed Proofreading TeamIllustration _Little Bear walked up and shook hands with GrandpaTortoise_ LITTLE BEARAT WORK AND AT PLAYByFRANCES MARGARET FOXAuthor of Doings of Little Bear Adventures of Sonny Bearand The KinderkinsIllustrated byWARNER CARRLovingly dedicated to theFIRST GIRLSWho lived in the Martha Cook DormitoryAnn Arbor Michigan because they lovedLITTLE BEARCONTENTSWHEN LITTLE BEAR BRAGGEDWHEN MOTHER SKUNK HELPED LITTLE BEARWHEN LITTLE BEAR WOULD NOT WORKHOW LITTLE BEAR LEARNED TO SWIMLITTLE BEAR AND THE LOST OTTER BABYWHEN LITTLE BEAR VISITED SCHOOLLITTLE BEAR GETS HIS WISHTHREE BEARS COME TO BREAKFASTLITTLE BEARS PROMISELITTLE BEARS SURPRISE PARTYACKNOWLEDGMENTSThanks are extended to the _Youths Companion_ forpermission to reprint the following stories WhenLittle Bear Bragged When Mother Skunk Helped LittleBear When Little Bear Would Not Work How LittleBear Learned to Swim Little Bear and the Lost OtterBaby When Little Bear Visited School Little BearGets His Wish and Little Bears Surprise Party andto the _Christian Observer_ for permission to reprintthe following stories Three Bears Come to Breakfastand Little Bears PromiseIllustration _Between times Little Bear asked questions_ LITTLE BEARAT WORK AND AT PLAYWHEN LITTLE BEAR BRAGGEDOne rainy day the three bears were sitting by the firein their comfortable house in the woods telling storiesFirst Father Bear would tell a story and then MotherBear would tell a story and then Father Bear wouldhave a turn again Between times Little Bear askedquestionsThe three were happy and merry until Mother Beartold the old story about the race between the hare andthe tortoise and how the slowgoing tortoise was thefirst to reach the goal because the hare took a nap anddid not wake up until after the tortoise had passed himand had won the raceYou see Mother Bear explained the hare was sosure he could win that he did not even try to reach thegoal quickly He was so swiftfooted that he thoughthe could go to sleep if he chose and still come out aheadof the patient tortoiseWasnt he silly exclaimed Little Bear If I weregoing to run a race with Grandpa Tortoise I should gothis way until I reached the goal And Little Bearpranced up and down the room until he made even theporridge bowls rattle in the cupboard I guess I shouldknow enough to know that Grandpa Tortoise wouldkeep stepping ahead and stepping ahead and get tothe goal in time You would not catch me taking anynaps if I started out to run a race with anyone NosirreeMother Bear laughed heartily but Father Bear lookedvery solemn He did not like to hear Little Bear bragat allSo you think Son Bear said he that if youshould run a race with Grandpa Tortoise you would bewiser than our old friend Peter Hare Is that whatyou meanI know I should bragged Little Bear Id sayGoodby Grandpa Tortoise and off Id start and Ishould beat him before he had time to think Thenafterward if I were sleepy and wanted to I should takea napVery well said Father Bear I shall see GrandpaTortoise and if he is willing to run a race with a sillylittle fellow like you you shall have your chance andPeter Hare shall be the judgeSo it came about that when the rain was over thefriends of the Three Bears and of the hare and thetortoise met in the woods to see the funLittle Bear noticed that before the race began thehare and the tortoise were laughing about somethingbut he did not even wonder what it was He had nothingto worry aboutAt last the word was given One two three goIllustration He was out of breath before he had passed the firstoak treeAway went the tortoise slow and easy Off startedLittle Bear running so fast that he was out of breathbefore he had passed the first oak tree and was glad tostop a second and have a drink of dew from an acorn cupthat Friend Treetoad offered himThank you remarked Little Bear as he returnedthe cup but that was not enough I shall have to stepover to the springRemember how the hare lost the race FriendTreetoad warned himOh I shall not go to sleep answered Little Bearand really Grandpa Tortoise walks slower than Ithought he didBeside the spring were a number of Little Bearsold friends dressed in green satin coats who were playingleapfrog They asked Little Bear to play with themand soon he was showing the frogs what long leaps hecould make And then in a little while many babyrabbits came and joined in the fun The next that LittleBear knew he was chasing baby rabbits over the rocksand catching nuts that the squirrels threw to him fromthe tree tops and having a joyful playtimeAn hour passed quickly and then Little Bear suddenlyremembered that he had started out to run a raceBack he ran to the path and away he flew toward thegoal while the baby rabbits laughed and danced anddanced and laughed Father Bear had sent them toplay with Little Bear but they did not know why hehad sent them until that minuteIllustration Grandpa Tortoise had reached his goalStepping along stepping along slowly but surelyGrandpa Tortoise had reached the goal just as he had inthe longago day when he ran the race with the hareLittle Bear as he came near the goal heard the neighborsshouting Hurrah for the champion Hurrahfor the champion Hurrah for Grandpa TortoiseEven Father Bear was shoutingLittle Bear remembered his manners and as hisfather had told him what to do if he lost the race straightwaywalked up and shook hands with Grandpa TortoiseAnd the hare although he must have been laughing inhis sleeve remembered his manners too and did notlet anyone see him laughAfter that the old friends and neighbors went homewith the Three Bears to eat blackberries and honey andto tell stories round the fire Grandpa Tortoise wenttoo He had traveled so slowly that he was not eventired Little Bear asked a few questions as usualthat afternoon when the stories were told but he didnot brag And when Peter Hare winked at him onceor twice he laughedWHEN MOTHER SKUNK HELPEDLITTLE BEAROnce upon a,15
+This etext was produced by Gardner Buchanan with help fromCharles Franks and Distributed ProofersA brief note about the Project Gutenberg edition of Lifein the Grey Nunnery at MontrealLife in the Grey Nunnery was first published in Bostonin 1857 by Edward P Hood who was credited as the bookseditor It is likely that this account is by Sarah JRichardson as told to Edward Hood though it may infact be completely fictional It is clearly anantiCatholic book an example of the genre of fictionreferred to as the convent horror story AntiCatholicsentiments were common in the United States during themiddle part of the 1800s probably directed at the relativelylarge number of Catholic immigrants arriving from Germanyand particularly Ireland during this period Thesesentiments resulted in riots and the burning of churchesincluding the destruction by a mob of the Ursuline conventand girls school in Charlestown Massachusetts Duringthis period a powerful nationalist political party theKnow Nothings also emerged and won a number ofinfluential positions in the 1850s particularly in NewEngland  They succeeded in creating legislation hostileto the Catholic church barring Catholics from variouspositions and requiring Catholic institutions to submitto hostile inspections The interested reader isencouraged to use a literature search for the terms MARIAMONK or KNOW NOTHINGS to learn more about this genre ofliterature and the social circumstances in which it wascreatedLIFE IN THE GREY NUNNERY AT MONTREALAn authentic narrative of the horrors mysteriesand cruelties of convent life by Sarah J Richardsonan escaped nunEdited by Edward P HoodTABLE OF CONTENTSCHAPTER I     PARENTAGEFATHERS MARRIAGECHAPTER II    THE WHITE NUNNERYCHAPTER III   THE NURSERYCHAPTER IV    A SLAVE FOR LIFECHAPTER V     CEREMONY OF CONFIRMATIONCHAPTER VI    THE GREY NUNNERYCHAPTER VII   ORPHANS HOMECHAPTER VIII  CONFESSION AND SORROW OF NO AVAILCHAPTER IX    ALONE WITH THE DEADCHAPTER X     THE SICK NUNCHAPTER XI    THE JOY OF FREEDOMCHAPTER XII   STRANGER IN A STRANGE LANDCHAPTER XIII  LANDLADYS STORY CONTINUEDCHAPTER XIV   THE TWO SISTERSCHAPTER XV    CHOICE OF PUNISHMENTSCHAPTER XVI   HORRORS OF STARVATIONCHAPTER XVII  THE TORTURE ROOMCHAPTER XVIII RETURN TO THE NUNNERYCHAPTER XIX   SICKNESS AND DEATH OF A SUPERIORCHAPTER XX    STUDENTS AT THE ACADEMYCHAPTER XXI   SECOND ESCAPE FROM THE NUNNERYCHAPTER XXII  LONELY MIDNIGHT WALKCHAPTER XXIII FLIGHT AND RECAPTURECHAPTER XXIV  RESOLVES TO ESCAPECHAPTER XXV   EVENTFUL JOURNEYCHAPTER XXVI  CONCLUSIONAPPENDIX I    ABSURDITIES OF ROMANISTSAPPENDIX II   CRUELTY OF ROMANISTSAPPENDIX III  INQUISITION OF GOAIMPRISONMENT OF              M DELLON 1673APPENDIX IV   INQUISITION OF GOA CONCLUDEDAPPENDIX V    INQUISITION AT MACERATA ITALYAPPENDIX VI   ROMANISM OF THE PRESENT DAYAPPENDIX VII  NARRATIVE OP SIGNORINA FLORIENCIA              D ROMANILIFE IN THE GREY NUNNERYCHAPTER IPARENTAGEFATHERS MARRIAGEI was born at St Johns New Brunswick in the year1835 My father was from the city of Dublin Irelandwhere he spent his youth and received an education inaccordance with the strictest rules of Roman Catholicfaith and practice Early manhood however found himdissatisfied with his native country longing for otherscenes and distant climes He therefore left Irelandand came to QuebecHere he soon became acquainted with Capt Willard awealthy English gentleman who finding him a strangerin a strange land kindly opened his door and gave himemployment and a home Little did he think that in sodoing he was warming in his bosom a viper whose poisonousfangs would ere long fasten on his very heartstringsand bring down his grey hairs with sorrow to the graveHis only child was a lovely daughter of fourteen Fromwhat I have heard of her I think she must have been verybeautiful in person quiet gentle and unassuming in herdeportment and her disposition amiable and affectionateShe was exceedingly romantic and her mental powers werealmost if not entirely uncultivated still she possessedsufficient strength of character to enable her to forma deep ardent and permanent attachmentThe young stranger gazed upon her with admiring eyesand soon began to whisper in her ear the flattering taleof love This of course her parents could not approveWhat give their darling to a stranger Never no neverWhat could they do without her Grieved that their kindnessshould have been thus returned they bade him go his wayand leave their child in peace He did go but like athief he returned In the darkness of midnight he stoleto her chamber and bore away from the home of herchildhood a fathers joy a mothers prideWho can tell the anguish of their souls when they enteredthat deserted chamber How desolate their lonelyhearthstone How dark the home where her presence hadscattered rainbow hues A terrible blow it was to CaptWillard a very bitter thing thus to have his cherishedplans frustrated his brightest hopes destroyed to seethe very sun of his existence go down at midday in cloudsand darkness Yes to the stern father this sad eventbrought bitter bitter grief But to the motherthattender affectionate mother it was death Yea more thandeath for reason at the first shock reeled and totteredon its throne then as days and weeks passed by andstill the loved one did not return when every effort tofind her had been made in vain then the dread certaintysettled down upon her soul that her child was lost toher forever Hope gave place to despair and she becamefrom that time a raving maniac At length death cameto her relief and her husband was left aloneSix weary years passed over the lonely man and then herejoiced in the intelligence that his child was stillliving with her husband at St Johns He immediatelywrote to her imploring her to return to her old homeand with the light of her presence dispel the gloom ofhis dwelling Accordingly she left St Johns and incompany with her husband returned to her father I wasthen about a year and,4
+This etext was prepared by Les Bowler St Ives DorsetTHE LEGENDS OF SAINT PATRICK BYAUBREY DE VERE LLDCONTENTSINTRODUCTION BY HENRY MORLEYSAINT PATRICKFROM ENGLISH WRITERS BY HENRY MORLEYPREFACE BY THE AUTHORPOEMSTHE BAPTISM OF SAINT PATRICKTHE DISBELIEF OF MILCHOSAINT PATRICK AT TARASAINT PATRICK AND THE TWO PRINCESSESSAINT PATRICK AND THE CHILDREN OF FOCHLUT WOODSAINT PATRICK AND KING LAEGHAIRESAINT PATRICK AND THE IMPOSTORSAINT PATRICK AT CASHELSAINT PATRICK AND THE CHILDLESS MOTHERSAINT PATRICK AT THE FEAST OF KNOCK CAESAINT PATRICK AND KING EOCHAIDSAINT PATRICK AND THE FOUNDING OF ARMAGH CATHEDRALTHE ARRAIGNMENT OF SAINT PATRICKTHE STRIVING OF SAINT PATRICK ON MOUNT CRUACHANEPILOGUE  THE CONFESSION OF SAINT PATRICKINTRODUCTION BY HENRY MORLEYOnce more our readers are indebted to a living poet for widecirculation of a volume of delightful verse  The name of Aubrey deVere is the more pleasantly familiar because its association withour highest literature has descended from father to son  In 1822sixtyseven years ago Sir Aubrey de Vere of Curragh Chase byAdare in the county of Limerickthen thirtyfour years oldfirstmade his mark with a dramatic poem upon Julian the Apostate  In1842 Sir Aubrey published Sonnets which his friend Wordsworthdescribed as the most perfect of our age and in the year of hisdeath he completed a dramatic poem upon Mary Tudor published inthe next year 1847 with the Lamentation of Ireland and otherPoems  Sir Aubrey de Veres Mary Tudor should be read by all whohave read Tennysons play on the same subjectThe gift of genius passed from Sir Aubrey to his third son AubreyThomas de Vere who was born in 1814 and through a long life hasput into music only noble thoughts associated with the love of Godand man and of his native land  His first work published fortyseven years ago was a lyrical piece in which he gave his sympathyto devout and persecuted men whose ways of thought were not his ownAubrey de Veres poems have been from time to time revised byhimself and they were in 1884 finally collected into three volumespublished by Messrs Kegan Paul  Left free to choose from amongtheir various contents I have taken this little book of Legends ofSt Patrick first published in 1872 but in so doing I haveunwillingly left many a piece that would please many a readerThey are not however inaccessible  Of the three volumes ofcollected works each may be had separately and is complete initself  The first contains The Search after Proserpine and otherPoemsClassical and Meditative  The second contains the Legendsof St Patrick and Legends of Irelands Heroic Age including aversion of the Tain Bo  The third contains two plays Alexanderthe Great St Thomas of Canterbury and other PoemsFor the convenience of some readers the following extract from thesecond volume of my English Writers may serve as a prosaicsummary of what is actually known about St Patrick                                           H MST PATRICKFROM ENGLISH WRITERSThe birth of St Patrick Apostle and Saint of Ireland has beengenerally placed in the latter half of the fourth century and he issaid to have died at the age of a hundred and twenty  As he died inthe year 493and we may admit that he was then a very old manifwe may say that he reached the age of eightyeight we place hisbirth in the year 405  We may reasonably believe therefore thathe was born in the early part of the fifth century  His birthplacenow known as Kilpatrick was at the junction of the Levin with theClyde in what is now the county of Dumbarton  His baptismal namewas Succath  His father was Calphurnius a deacon son of Potituswho was a priest  His mothers name was Conchessa whose family mayhave belonged to Gaul and who may thus have been as it is said shewas of the kindred of St Martin of Tours for there is a traditionthat she was with Calphurnius as a slave before he married herSince Eusebius spoke of three bishops from Britain at the Council ofArles Succath known afterwards in missionary life by his name inreligion Patricius pater civium might very reasonably be adeacons sonIn his early years Succath was at home by the Clyde and he speaksof himself as not having been obedient to the teaching of theclergy  When he was sixteen years old he with two of his sistersand other of his countrymen was seized by a band of Irish piratesthat made descent on the shore of the Clyde and carried him off toslavery  His sisters were taken to another part of the island andhe was sold to Milcho MacCuboin in the north whom he served for sixor seven years so learning to speak the language of the countrywhile keeping his masters sheep by the Mountain of Slieve MissThoughts of home and of its Christian life made the youth feel theheathenism that was about him his exile seemed to him a punishmentfor boyish indifference and during the years when young enthusiasmlooks out upon life with new sense of a mans powergrowing formans work that is to doSuccath became filled with religious zealThree Latin pieces are ascribed to St Patrick  a Confessionwhich is in the Book of Armagh and in three other manuscripts10a a letter to Coroticus and a few Dieta Patricii which arealso in the Book of Armagh 10b  There is no strong reason forquestioning the authenticity of the Confession which is inunpolished Latin the writer calling himself indoctusrusticissimus imperitus and it is full of a deep religiousfeeling  It is concerned rather with the inner than the outer lifebut includes references to the early days of trial by whichSuccaths whole heart was turned to God  He says After I cameinto Ireland I pastured sheep daily and prayed many times a dayThe love and fear of God,21
+Etext produced by Martin SchubTHE LONG LABRADOR TRAILbyDILLON WALLACEAuthor of The Lure of the Labrador Wild etcIllustratedMCMXVII             TO THE       MEMORY OF MY WIFE  A drear and desolate shore  Where no tree unfolds its leaves  And never the spring wind weaves  Green grass for the hunters tread  A land forsaken and dead  Where the ghostly icebergs go  And come with the ebb and flow  Whittiers The Rocktomb of BradorePREFACEIn the summer of 1903 when Leonidas Hubbard Jr went to Labrador toexplore a section of the unknown interior it was my privilege toaccompany him as his companion and friend  The world has heard of thedisastrous ending of our little expedition and how Hubbard fightingbravely and heroically to the last finally succumbed to starvationBefore his death I gave him my promise that should I survive I wouldwrite and publish the story of the journey  In The Lure of TheLabrador Wild that pledge was kept to the best of my abilityWhile Hubbard and I were struggling inland over those desolate wasteswhere life was always uncertain we entered into a compact that incase one of us fall the other would carry to completion theexploratory work that he had planned and begun  Providence willedthat it should become my duty to fulfil this compact and thefollowing pages are a record of how it was doneNot I but Hubbard planned the journey of which this book tells andfrom him I received the inspiration and with him the training andexperience that enabled me to succeed  It was his spirit that led meon over the wearisome trails and through the rushing rapids and tohim and to his memory belong the credit and the honor of successD WFebruary 1907CONTENTSCHAPTER    I THE VOICE OF THE WILDERNESS   II ON THE THRESHOLD OF THE UNKNOWN  III THE LAST OF CIVILIZATION  IV  ON THE OLD INDIAN TRAIL   V  WE GO ASTRAY  VI  LAKE NIPISHISH IS REACHED VII  SCOUTING FOR THE TRAILVIII  SEAL LAKE AT LAST  IX  WE LOSE THE TRAIL  X   WE SEE MICHIKAMAU XI   THE PARTING AT MICHIKAMAU XII  OVER THE NORTHERN DIVIDEXIII  DISASTER IN THE RAPIDSXIV   TIDE WATER AND THE POST XV   OFF WITH THE ESKIMOSXVI   CAUGHT BY THE ARCTIC ICEXVII  TO WHALE RIVER AND FORT CHIMOXVIII THE INDIANS OF THE NORTHXIX   THE ESKIMOS OF LABRADORXX    THE SLEDGE JOURNEY BEGUNXXI   CROSSING THE BARRENSXXII  ON THE ATLANTIC ICEXXIII BACK TO NORTHWEST RIVERXXIV  THE END OF THE LONG TRAIL      APPENDIXILLUSTRATIONSThe Perils of the Rapids in color from a painting by Oliver KempIce Encountered Off the Labrador CoastThe Time For Action Had ComeCamp Was Moved to the First Small LakeWe Found a Longdisused Log Cache of the IndiansBelow Lake NipishishThrough Ponds and Marshes Northward Toward Otter LakeWe Shall Call the River BabewendigashPete Standing by the Prostrate Caribou Was Grinning From Ear to EarA Network of Lakes and the Country as Level as a TableMichikamauWriting Letters to the Home FolksOur Lonely Perilous Journey Toward the Dismal Wastes Was BegunAbandoned Indian Camp On the Shore of Lake MichikamatsOne of the Wigwams Was a Large One and Oblong in ShapeAt Last We Saw the PostA Miserable Little Log ShackA Group of Eskimo WomenA Labrador TypeEskimo ChildrenA Snow IglooThe Silence of the North in color from a painting by Frederic C StokesNachvak Post of the Hudsons Bay CompanyThe Hills Grew Higher and HigherWe Turned Into a Pass Leading to the NorthwardThe Moravian Mission at RamahPlodding Southward Over the Endless SnowNain the Moravian Headquarters in LabradorThe Indians Were HereGeological SpecimensMapsCHAPTER ITHE VOICE OF THE WILDERNESSIts always the way Wallace  When a fellow starts on the longtrail hes never willing to quit  Itll be the same with you if yougo with me to Labrador  When you come home youll hear the voice ofthe wilderness calling you to return and it will lure you backagainIt seems but yesterday that Hubbard uttered those prophetic words ashe and I lay before our blazing camp fire in the snowcoveredShawangunk Mountains on that November night in the year 1901 andplanned that fateful trip into the unexplored Labrador wildernesswhich was to cost my dear friend his life and both of usindescribable sufferings and hardships  And how true a prophecy itwas  You who have smelled the camp fire smoke who have drunk in thepure forest air laden with the smell of the fir tree who have dippedyour paddle into untamed waters or climbed mountains with theknowledge that none but the red man has been there before you orhave perchance had to fight the wilds and nature for your veryexistence you of the wilderness brotherhood can understand how thefever of exploration gets into ones blood and draws one back again tothe forests and the barrens in spite of resolutions to go no moreIt was more than this however that lured me back to Labrador  Therewas the vision of dear old Hubbard as I so often saw him during ourstruggle through that rugged northland wilderness wasted in form andragged in dress but always hopeful and eager his undying spirit andindomitable will focused in his words to me and I can still see himas he looked when he said themThe work must be done Wallace and if one of us falls before it iscompleted the other must finish itI went back to Labrador to do the work he had undertaken but which hewas not permitted to accomplish  His exhortation appealed to me as acommand from my leadera call to dutyHubbard had planned to penetrate the Labrador peninsula from GroswaterBay following the old northern trail of the Mountaineer Indians fromNorthwest River Post of the Hudsons Bay Company situated onGroswater Bay one,5
+Produced by D Garcia Juliet Sutherland Charles Franksand the Online Distributed Proofreading TeamThis file was produced from images generously made availableby the Canadian Institute for Historical MicroreproductionsIllustration SISTER MARGARET BOURGEOISFoundress of the Congregation of Notre DameESTABLISHED IN MONTREAL CANADA 1659THE LIFE OF VENERABLE SISTER MARGARET BOURGEOISFOUNDRESS OF THE SISTERS OF THECONGREGATION OF NOTRE DAME_ESTABLISHED AT MONTREAL CANADA 1659__TRANSLATED FROM THE FRENCH_BY A RELIGIEUSECEDAR RAPIDS IOWAAUTHORS PREFACE                                   Having read a French edition of the Life of Venerable Sister Bourgeoispublished in 1818 the translator of the present work was so charmed byits perusal that she resolved on rendering it into English for thespiritual edification of othersMany years ago the work of translation was commenced but from somepreventing cause or other was as often laid aside Yet the idea ofpresenting it to the public remained as no _English_ Version of SisterBourgeois life exists at least in the United StatesTherefore determining at last to obey an impulse of long standing thescattered translation sheets have been prepared for publication withthe humble hope that the reader may derive as much benefit from theirperusal as did the writerIn this age of miscellaneous and corrupt literature when people ofevery condition of life are literally devouring irreligious magazinesand serials it surely cannot be amiss to add another volume to thealready rich store of our libraries in order to help roll back thetorrent of universal depravity that threatens the rain of our belovedcountry and also to place before the minds of the young the gloriousexample of one of Gods heroinesThe _Second Centennial_ of Sister Bourgeois advent to America isalready past and more than a hundred years before the _Declaration ofIndependence_ was she laboring in the cause of humanity for the gloryof God in the New WorldIf reading the lives of such women as Mrs Setona Protestant Americanlady who after her conversion to the Catholic Church in Italy so burnedwith the love of God as to return to her native land in her earlywidowhood to form a flourishing religious sisterhood in New York ofNano Nagle an Irish aristocrat who turned from a useless fashionablelife to the lowly spirit of the gospel on seeing the poor artizans ofParis crowding to early Mass in the Church of Notre Dame beforebeginning their daily toil while she lolled weariedly in her carriageafter a midnight ball heroically putting her hand to the plough shenever turned back and left behind her another religious Sisterhood inIreland to perpetuate her philanthropic sanctity of Catharine McAuleywho receiving from her adopted Protestant parents a princely fortuneexpended every shilling of it in building up the Order of Mercy one ofthe latest and most flourishing outposts of the Church of God of StJane de Chantal who after having been tried in the fire of afflictionfor yearsfounded in her advanced widowhood the Order of theVisitation under the direction of St Francis de Salesand whoattained such an extraordinary degree of perfection as to be seenascending to heaven like a luminous meteor after her happy deathIf the perusal of the lives of these and a host of other sainted womensuch as the Catholic Church alone can produce has filled many a youngheart with high and holy aspirationsperhaps the contents of thislittle volume will not be less efficacious for the glory of God theinterests of religion and the salvation of soulsA literal translation has been adhered to as far as possibleone or tworemarks at the close being the only additions So if any defects existin the work they belong solely to the translator whose aim has not beenrhetorical composition but the greater glory of God And if but oneheart be won more closely to the knowledge and love of Jesus Christ byits perusal she will be amply repaid and prays that the blessing ofthe Sacred Heart of Jesus may be given to her humble effort to advanceHis honor and gloryRespectfully THE AUTHORESSCONTENTSCHAPTER ITHE DISCOVERY OF CANADA AND COLONIZATION OF MONTREALCHAPTER IIMESSRS DAUVERSIERE AND DE MAISONNEUVE VISIT MONTREALCHAPTER IIIESTABLISHMENT OF THE HOTEL DIEUECCLESIASTICAL APPOINTMENTSFOR CANADA ETCCHAPTER IVEARLY YEARS OF MARGARET BOURGEOIS AND HER VOCATION FOR THECANADIAN MISSIONCHAPTER VMARGARET BOURGEOIS AFTER MANY TRIALS AND MORTIFICATIONSAT LENGTH SAILS WITH M DE MAISONNEUVE FOR CANADACHAPTER VISISTER BOURGEOISS ARRIVAL IN CANADACHAPTER VIIESTABLISHMENT OF THE SISTERS OF THE CONGREGATION OF NOTRE DAMEAT VILLEMARIECHAPTER VIIIM FRANCOIS DE LAVAL DE MONTMORENCI IS APPOINTED FIRST BISHOP OFCANADASISTER BOURGEOIS SUCCEEDS IN BUILDING THE CHURCH OF NOTRE DAMECHAPTER IXTHE RULES OF THE CONGREGATION AND ESTABLISHMENT OF MISSIONSCHAPTER XTHE PRIVATE AND SOCIAL VIRTUES OF SISTER BOURGEOISCHAPTER XISISTER BOURGEOISS HAPPY DEATH AND THE WONDERS THAT FOLLOWED ITCHAPTER XIITHE EXCELLENCE OF HER INSTITUTES HER MAXIMS INSTITUTIONS ETCCHAPTER XIIIA RECAPITULATION OF THE PRINCIPAL EVENTS OF THE LIFE OF SISTER BOURGEOISCONCLUSIONLIFE OF THE VENERABLE SISTER MARGARET BOURGEOIS                                   CHAPTER ITHE DISCOVERY OF CANADA AND COLONIZATION OF MONTREALEvery one knows that America is called the New World because until theclose of the 15th century it was unknown to the other nations of theearthat least it was then unknown to Europe Until quite near the endof that century Canada was absolutely a _terra incognita_being onevast forest inhabited only by the red man and by beasts as wild anduntamable as he In the year 1534 James Cartier a skilful navigatorbeing provided with a commission from the King of France set sail fromSt Malo with two ships of sixty tons burden carrying one hundred andtwentytwo wellequipped seamen in order to reconnoitre that part ofthe New World Cartiers first voyage was quite successful Hediscovered Canada and took possession of it in the name of the FrenchKing Having made his observations from the different posts whichsurround the Gulf that receives into its bosom the waters of the greatriver of Canada since called,35
+This eBook was produced by Les Bowler St Ives DorsetLETTERS TO SIR WILLIAM WINDHAM AND MR POPEBY LORD BOLINGBROKEContents   Introduction By Henry Morley   Letter To Sir William Windham   Letter To Alexander PopeINTRODUCTIONHenry St John who became Viscount Bolingbroke in 1712 was born onthe 1st of October 1678 at the family manor of Battersea then acountry village  His grandfather Sir Walter St John lived therewith his wife Johannadaughter to Cromwells Chief Justice OliverSt Johnin one home with the childs father Henry St John whowas married to the second daughter of Robert Rich Earl of WarwickThe childs grandfather a man of high character lived to the ageof eightyseven and his father more a man of what is miscalledpleasure to the age of ninety  It was chiefly by his grandfatherand grandmother that the education of young Henry St John was caredfor  Simon Patrick afterwards Bishop of Ely was for some years achaplain in their home  By his grandfather and grandmother thechilds religious education may have been too formally cared for  Apassage in Bolingbrokes letter to Pope shows that he was requiredas a child to read works of a divine who made a hundred andnineteen sermons on the hundred and nineteenth PsalmAfter education at Eton and Christchurch Henry St John travelledabroad and in the year 1700 he married at the age of twentytwoFrances daughter and coheiress of Sir Henry Winchescomb aBerkshire baronet  She had much property and more in prospectIn the year 1701 Henry St John entered Parliament as member forWotton Bassett the family borough  He acted with the Tories andbecame intimate with their leader Robert Harley  He soon becamedistinguished as the ablest and most vigorous of the youngsupporters of the Tory party  He was a handsome man and a brilliantspeaker delighted in by politicians who according to his own imagein the Letter to Windham grow like hounds fond of the man whoshows them game  He was active in the impeachment of SomersMontague the Duke of Portland and the Earl of Oxford for theirnegotiation of the Partition Treaties  In later years he said hehad acted here in ignorance and justified those treatiesJames II died at St Germains a pensioner of France aged sixtyeight on the 6th of September 1701His pretensions to the English throne passed to the son who hadbeen born on the 10th of June 1688 and whose birth had hastened onthe Revolution  That son James Francis Edward Stuart who was onlythirteen years old at his fathers death is known sometimes inhistory as the Old Pretender the Young Pretender being his sonCharles Edward whose defeat at Culloden in 1746 destroyed the lastfaint hope of a restoration of the Stuarts  It is with the youngheir to the pretensions of James II that the story of the life ofBolingbroke becomes concernedKing William III died on the 8th of March 1702 and was succeededby James IIs daughter Anne who was then thirtyeight years oldand had been married when in her nineteenth year to Prince George ofDenmark  She was a good wife and a good simpleminded woman amuchtroubled mother who had lost five children in their infancybesides one who survived to be a boy of eleven and had died in theyear 1700  As his death left the succession to the Crown unsettledan Act of Settlement passed on the 12th of June 1701 had providedthat in case of failure of direct heirs to the throne the Crownshould pass to the next Protestant in succession who was Sophiawife of the Elector of Hanover  The Electress Sophia was daughterof the Princess Elizabeth who had married the Elector Palatine in1613 granddaughter therefore of James I  She was more thanseventy years old when Queen Anne began her reign  For ardent youngTories who had no great interest in the limitation of authority orenthusiasm for a Protestant succession it was no treason to thinkthough it would be treason to say that the old Electress and hermore than fortyyearold German son George grossminded and clumsydid not altogether shut out hope for the succession of a more directheir to the CrownIn 1704 St John was Secretary at War when Harley was Secretary ofState and he remained in office till 1708 when the Whigs came inunder Marlborough and Godolphin and St Johns successor was hisrival Robert Walpole  St John retired then for two year frompublic life to his country seat at Bucklersbury in Berkshire whichhad come to him through his wife by the death of his wifes fatherthe year before  He was thirty years old the most brilliant of therising statesmen impatient of Harley as a leader and of Walpole ashis younger rival from the other side both of them men who in hiseyes were dull and slow  St Johns quick intellect though eagerand impatient of successful rivalry had its philosophic turnDuring these two years of retirement he indulged the calmer love ofstudy and thought whose genius he said once in a letter to LordBathurst On the True use of Retirement and Study unlike thedream of Socrates whispered so softly that very often I heard himnot in the hurry of those passions by which I was transportedSome calmer hours there were in them I hearkened to himReflection had often its turn and the love of study and the desireof knowledge have never quite abandoned meIn 1710 the Whigs were out and Harley in again with St John in hisministry as Secretary of State  I am thinking wrote Swift toStella what a veneration we used to have for Sir William Templebecause he might have been Secretary of State at fifty and here isa young fellow hardly thirty in that employmentIt was the policy of the Tories to put an end to the war withFrance that was against all their political interests  The Whigswished to maintain it as a safeguard against reaction in favour ofthe Pretender  In the peace negotiations nobody was so active asSecretary St John  On,28
+Produced by Rich Magahiz David Moynihanand the Online Distributed Proofreading TeamTHE LIVING LINKA NovelBY JAMES DE MILLEAuthor of The Dodge Club Cord and Creese The Cryptogram TheAmerican Baron c cTHE LIVING LINK                                   CHAPTER IA TERRIBLE SECRETOn a pleasant evening in the month of May 1840 a group of young ladiesmight have been seen on the portico of Plympton Terrace a fashionableboardingschool near Derwentwater They all moved about with thoseeffusive demonstrations so characteristic of young girls but on thisoccasion there was a general hush among them which evidently arose fromsome unusual cause As they walked up and down arm in arm or with armsentwined or with clasped hands as young girls will they talked in lowearnest tones over some one engrossing subject or occasionally gatheredin little knots to debate some point in which while each offered adiffering opinion all were oppressed by one common sadnessWhile they were thus engaged there arose in the distance the sound of arapidly galloping horse At once all the murmur of conversation diedout and the company stood in silence awaiting the newcomer They didnot have to wait long Out from a place where the avenue wound amidstgroves and thickets a young girl mounted on a spirited bay came at fullspeed toward the portico Arriving there she stopped abruptly thenleaping lightly down she flung the reins over the horses neck whoforthwith galloped away to his stallThe rider who thus dismounted was young girl of about eighteen and ofvery striking appearance Her complexion was dark her hair black withits rich voluminous folds gathered in great glossy plaits behind Hereyes were of a deep hazel color radiant and full of energetic life Inthose eyes there was a certain earnestness of expression howeverdeepening down into something that seemed like melancholy which showedthat even in her young life she had experienced sorrow Her figure wasslender and graceful being well displayed by her closefittingridinghabit while a plumed hat completed her equipment and served toheighten the effect of her beautyAt her approach a sudden silence had fallen over the company and theyall stood motionless looking at her as she dismountedWhy what makes you all look at me so strangely she asked in a toneof surprise throwing a hasty glance over them Has any thinghappenedTo this question no answer was given but each seemed waiting for theother to speak At length a little thing of about twelve came up andencircling the newcomers waist with her arm looked up with asorrowful expression and whisperedEdith dearest Miss Plympton wants to see youThe silence and ominous looks of the others and the whispered words ofthe little girl together with her mournful face increased the surpriseand anxiety of Edith She looked with a strange air of apprehensionover the companyWhat is it she asked hurriedly Something has happened Do any ofyou know What is itShe spoke breathlessly and her eyes once more wandered with anxiousinquiry over all of them But no one spoke for whatever it was theyfelt the news to be serioussomething in fact which could not well becommunicated by themselves Once more Edith repeated her question andfinding that no answer was forthcoming her impatience allowed her towait no longer and so gathering up her long skirts in one hand andholding her whip in the other she hurried into the house to see MissPlymptonMiss Plymptons room was on the second floor and that lady herself wasseated by the window as Edith entered In the young girls face therewas now a deeper anxiety and seating herself near the centretable shelooked inquiringly at Miss PlymptonThe latter regarded her for some moments in silenceDid you wish to see me auntie dear said EdithMiss Plympton sighedYes she said slowly but my poor darling Edie I hardly know howto say to you what I have to say IIdo you think you can bear tohear it dearAt this Edith looked more disturbed than ever and placing her elbow onthe centretable she leaned her cheek upon her hand and fixed hermelancholy eyes upon Miss Plympton Her heart throbbed painfully andthe hand against which her head leaned trembled visibly But these signsof agitation did not serve to lessen the emotion of the other on thecontrary she seemed more distressed and quite at a loss how toproceedEdith said she at last my child you know how tenderly I love youI have always tried to be a mother to you and to save you from allsorrow but now my love and care are all useless for the sorrow hascome and I do not know any way by which I can break bad newstotoaa bereaved heartShe spoke in a tremulous voice and with frequent pausesBereaved exclaimed Edith with white lips Oh auntie Bereaved Isit that Oh tell me all Dont keep me in suspense Let me know theworstMiss Plympton looked still more troubled IIdont know what tosay she falteredYou mean _death_ cried Edith in an excited voice and oh Ineednt ask who Theres only oneonly one I had only oneonlyoneand nowhe isgoneGone repeated Miss Plympton mechanically and she said no more forin the presence of Ediths grief and of other facts which had yet to bedisclosedfacts which would reveal to this innocent girl somethingworse than even bereavementwords were useless and she could findnothing to say Her hand wandered through the folds of her dress andat length she drew forth a blackedged letter at which she gazed in anabstracted wayLet me see it cried Edith hurriedly and eagerly and before MissPlympton could prevent her or even imagine what she was about shedarted forward and snatched the letter from her hand Then she tore itopen and read it breathlessly The letter was very short and waswritten in a stiff constrained hand It was as followsDALTON HALL _May_ 6 1840MadameIt is my painful duty to communicate to you the death ofFrederick Dalton Esq of Dalton Hall who died,0
+Produced by Duncan Harrod Juliet Sutherland Charles Franksand the Online Distributed Proofreading TeamIllustration MISS LADYTHE LAW OF THE LAND_Of Miss Lady whom it involved in mystery and ofJohn Eddring gentleman of the South whoread its deeper meaning_A NOVEL_By_EMERSON HOUGHAuthor ofThe Mississippi BubbleThe Way to the WestWITH ILLUSTRATIONS BYARTHUR I KELLERCOPYRIGHT 1904EMERSON HOUGHTO REBTO TADCONTENTSBOOK ICHAPTER    I  Miss LADY   II  MULEY  III  THE VISITOR   IV  A QUESTION OF VALUATION    V  CERTAIN PROBLEMS   VI  THE DRUM  VII  THE BELL VIII  THE VOLCANO   IX  ON ITS MAJESTYS SERVICE    X  MISS LADY OF THE STAIR   XI  COLONEL CALVIN BLOUNTS PROPOSAL  XII  A WOMAN SCORNED XIII  JOHN DOE vs YVRR  XIV  NUMBER 4   XV  THE PURSUIT  XVI  THE TRAVELING BAG XVII  MISS LADY AND HENRY DECHERDXVIII  MISFORTUNEBOOK II    I  THE MAKING OF THE WILDERNESSBOOK III    I  EDDRING AGENT OF CLAIMS   II  THE OPINIONS OF CALVIN BLOUNT  III  REGARDING LOUISE LOISSON   IV  THE RELIGION OF JULES    V  DISCOVERY   VI  THE DANCER  VII  THE SUMMONS VIII  THE STOLEN STEAMBOAT   IX  THE ACCUSER    X  THE VOYAGE   XI  THE WILDERNESS  XII  THE HOUSE OF HORROR XIII  THE NIGHT IN THE FOREST  XIV  AT THE BIG HOUSE   XV  CERTAIN MOTIVES  XVI  THE NEW SHERIFF XVII  THE LAW OF THE LANDXVIII  MISS LADY AT THE BIG HOUSE  XIX  THREE LADIES LOUISE   XX  THE LID OF THE GRAVE  XXI  THE RED RIOT OF YOUTH XXII  AMENDE HONORABLETHE LAW OF THE LANDCHAPTER IMISS LADYAh but it was a sweet and wonderful thing to see Miss Lady dance astrange and wondrous thing She was so sweet so strong so full ofgrace so like a bird in all her motions Now here now there andback again her feet scarce touching the floor her loose skirt heldout between her dainty fingers resembling wings she swam throughthe air up and down the room of the old plantation house as thoughshe were indeed the creature of an element wherein all wasimponderable light and free of hampering influences Dartingnodding beckoning courtesying to something that she sawit musthave moved you to applause had you seen Miss Lady dance You mighthave been restrained by the feeling that this was almost too unrealtoo unusual this dance of the young girl all alone in front of thegreat mirror which faithfully gave back the passing flying figureline for line flush for flush one bosomheave for that of theother Yet the tall white lilies in the corner saw and the tallwhite birds one on each side of the great cheval glass saw alsobut fluttered not since a lily and a stork and a maiden may each betall and white and each may understand the other subtlyMiss Lady stood at length tall and white her cheeks rosy withalher blown brown hair pushed back a bit one hand lightly resting onher bosom lookinglooking into the mirror asking of it somequestion getting indeed from it some answeran answer embodyingperhaps all that youth may mean all that the morning may bringFor now the sun of the South came creeping up apace and saw MissLady as it peered in through the rose lattice whereon hung scores offragrant blossoms A gentle wind of morning stirred the lace curtainsat the windows and touched Miss Ladys hair as she stood thereasking the answer of the mirror It was morning in the great roommorning for the southern day morning for the old plantation whosebell now jangled faintly and afar offmorning indeed for Miss Ladywho now had ceased in her selfabsorbed dance At this very momentas she stood gazing into the mirror with the sunlight and the rosesthus at hand one might indeed have sworn that it was morning forever over all the worldMiss Lady stood eager fascinated before the glass and in thepresence of the tall flowers and the tall birds saw something whichstirred her felt something which came in at the window out of theblue sky and from the red rose blossoms on the warm south windImpulsively she flung out her arms to the figure in the glassPerhaps she felt its beauty and its friendliness And yet an instantlater her arms relaxed and sank she sighed knowing not why shesighedAh Miss Lady if only it could be for ever morning for us all Naylet us say not so Let us say rather that this sweet picture of MissLady doubled by the glass remains today imperishably preserved inthe old mirrorthe picture of Miss Lady dancing as the bird fliesand then standing plaintive and questioning before her own imageloving it because it was beautiful and friendly dreading it becauseshe could not understandMiss Lady had forgotten that she was alone and did not hear the stepat the door nor see the hand which presently pushed back thecurtain There stepped into the room the tall somewhat full figureof a lady who stood looking on with eyes at first surprised thencynically amused The intruder paused laughing a low wellfedmellow laugh On the moment she coughed in deprecation Miss Ladysprang back as does the wild deer startled in the forest Her handswent to her cheeks which burned in swift flame thence to drop toher bosom where her heart was beating in a confusion of throbsstruggling with the reversed current of the blood of all her tallyoung bodyMamma she cried You startled me So it seems said the newcomer I beg your pardon I did not mean to intrude upon yourdevotionsShe came forward and seated herselfa tall woman a trifle full offigure now but still vital of presence Her figure,0
+This eBook was produced by Robert Nield David StarnerCharles Franks and the Online Distributed Proofreading TeamHandy Literal TranslationsTHE ORATIONS OF LYSIAS_LITERALLY TRANSLATED_CONTENTSTHE ORATIONSII     FUNERAL ORATIONV      FOR CALLIASVII    THE OLIVE TREEIX     POLYAENUSX      THEOMNESTUSXII    ERATOSTHENESXIII   AGORATUSXIV    ALCIBIADESXVI    MANTITHEUSXVII   PROPERTY OF ERATONXIX    PROPERTY OF ARISTOPHANESXXII   THE GRAIN DEALERSXXIII  PANCLEONXXIV   THE CRIPPLEXXV    REPLY TO THE OVERTHROW OF THIS DEMOCRACYXXVIII ERGOCLESXXX    NICOMACHUSXXXI   AGAINST PHILONXXXII  DIOGEITONXXXIII PANEGYRICORATION IIFUNERAL ORATION1 If I thought it were possible O fellowcitizens who are assembled atthis burialplace to set forth in words the valor of those who lie hereI should blame the men who invited me to speak about them at a few daysnotice But as all time would not be sufficient for the combinedefforts of all men to prepare an address adequate to their deeds thecity seems to me in providing for men to speak here to make theappointment at short notice on the supposition that the speakers wouldunder the circumstances meet with less adverse criticism2 And though my words relate to these men the chief difficulty is notconcerning their deeds but with those who formerly spoke upon them Forthe valor of these men has been the occasion of such abundance ofcomposition both by those able to compose and those wishing to speakthat although many noble sentiments have been uttered about them by menin the past yet much has been left unsaid and enough can yet be spokenat the present time For they have experienced perils on land and seaand everywhere and among all men who while bewailing their own hardfate yet sing the praises of the courage of these men3 First then I will review the hardships of our ancestors followingthe traditions For all men should keep them too in mind bothcelebrating them in song speaking of them in maxims about the goodhonoring them at such times as this and instructing the living by thedeeds of the dead4 The Amazons were once the daughters of Ares living by the riverThermodon and they alone of the inhabitants of that region were armedwith metal and first of all they mounted horses by which theyunexpectedly because of the inexperience of their adversaries overtookthose who fled from them and they left their pursuers far behind So fortheir spirit they were thought men rather than women for their natureFor they seemed to surpass men in spirit rather than to be inferior in_physique_5 And after they had subdued many tribes and in fact enslaved thesurrounding nations they heard great reports about this country and forthe sake of glory took the most warlike of their tribes and marchedagainst this city And after they met these brave men they came to havetheir souls like their nature and with changed hearts seemed to be womenrather from their conduct in danger than from their forms6 And they alone were not allowed to learn from experience and to planbetter for the future and they might not go homeward and tell of theirdiscomfiture and the valor of our ancestors for they died here and paidthe penalty for their rashness and made the memory of this city immortalthrough valor and rendered their own country nameless through theirdefeat here These women then through their unjust desire for a countrynot their own justly lost their own7 After Adrastus and Polyneices had joined in the expedition againstThebes and had been worsted in battle the Thebans would not let thembury their dead So the Athenians who believed that if these men didwrong they had already the greatest punishment in death and that thegods of the lower world were not receiving their due and that by thepollution of holy places the gods above were being insulted first sentheralds and demanded them to grant the removal of the dead 8 thinkingit the part of brave men to punish their enemies while alive but of menwho distrusted themselves to show their courage on the bodies of thedead As they were unable to obtain this favor they marched against theThebans although previously there was no reason for hostility againstthem and not because they were trying to please the living Argives 9but because they believed those who died in battle should obtain thecustomary rites they ran into danger against the Thebans in theinterests of both on the one hand that they might never again offerinsult to the gods by their treatment of the dead and on the other thatthey might not return to their country with disgrace attached to theirnames without fulfilling Greek customs robbed of a common hope 10 Withthis in mind and thinking that the chances of war are common to all menthey made many enemies but with right on their side they came offvictorious And they did not roused by success contend for a greaterpunishment for the Thebans but they exhibited to them their own valorinstead of their impiety and after they had obtained the prizes theystruggled for the bodies of the Argives they buried them in their ownEleusis Such were they who fought for the dead of the Seven at Thebes11 And afterwards after Heracles had disappeared from men and hischildren fled from Eurystheus and were hunted by all the Greeks whothough ashamed indeed of what they did feared the power of Eurystheusthey came to this city and took refuge at the altars 12 And thoughEurystheus demanded it the Athenians would not give them up but theyreverenced the bravery of Heracles more than they feared their owndanger and they thought it more worthy of themselves to contend for theweak on the side of justice than to please those in power and surrenderthose wronged by them 13 And when Eurystheus marched on them at thattime at the head of the Peloponnesus they did not change their minds onthe approach of danger but held the same opinion as,28
+Transcribed from the 1900 Macmillan and Co edition by David Priceemail ccx074coventryacukMODERN BROODS or DEVELOPMENTS UNLOOKED FORCHAPTER ITORTOISES AND HARESWhateer is good to wish ask that of HeavenThough it be what thou canst not hope to see HARTLEY COLERIDGEThe scene was a drawingroom with oldfashioned heavy sash windowsopening on a narrow brickwalled towngarden sloping down to a riverand neatly kept  The same might be said of the room where heavyoldfashioned furniture handsome but not new was concealed byvarious flimsy modernisms knicknacks fans brackets chinaphotographs and watercolours a canary singing loud in the window inthe winter sunshineMiss Prescott announced the maid but finding no auditor save thecanary she retreated and Miss Prescott looked round her with a halfsigh of recognition of the surroundings  She was herself a quietlooking gentle lady rather small with a sweet mouth and eyes ofhazel in a rather worn face dressed in a soft woollen and grey furwith headgear to suit and there was an air of glad expectation alittle flush that did not look permanent on her thin cheeksIs it you my dear Miss Prescott was the greeting of the olderhostess as she entered her grey hair rough and uncovered and herdress of wellused black silk her complexion of the red that showswear and care  Then it is true she asked as the kiss and doubleshake of the hand was exchangedMay I ask  Is it true  May I congratulate youOh yes it is true said Miss Prescott breathlessly  I supposethe girls are at the High SchoolYes they will be at home at one  Or shall I send for themNo thank you Mrs Best  I shall like to have a little time withyou first  I can stay till a quarterpast threeThen come and take off your things  I do not know when I have beenso gladDo the girls know asked Miss Prescott following upstairs to acomfortable bedroom evidently serving also the purposes of a privateroom for writing table and account books stood near the fireThey know something Kate Bell heard a report from her cousins andthey have been watching anxiously for news from youI would not write till I knew more  I hope they have not raisedtheir expectations too high for though it is enough to be an immenserelief it is not exactly affluence  I have been with Mr Bell goinginto the matter and seeing the place said Miss Prescott sittingcomfortably down in the armchair Mrs Best placed for her while sheherself sat down in another disposing themselves for a talk over thefireMr Bell reckons it at about 600 pounds a yearAnd an estateA very pretty cottage in a Devonshire valley with the furniture andthree acres of landOh  I believe the girls fancy that it is at least as large as LordColdhurstsYes I was in hopes that they would have heard nothing about itIt came through some of their schoolfellows one cannot help thingsgetting into the airAnd there getting inflated like bubbles said Miss Prescottsmiling  Well their expectations will have a fall poor dearsAnd it does not come from their side of the family said Mrs BestOf course not  And it was wholly unexpected was it notYes I had my name of Magdalen from my great aunt Tremlett but shehad never really forgiven my mothers marriage though she consentedto be my godmother  She offered to adopt me on my mothers deathand once when my father married again and when we lost him shewrote to propose my coming to live with her but there would havebeen no payment and soYes you dear good thing you thought it your duty to go and workfor your poor little stepmother and her childrenWhat else was my education good for which has been a costly thingto poor father  And then the old lady was affronted for good andnever took any more notice of me nor answered my letters  I did noteven know she was dead till I heard from Mr Bell who had learnt itfrom his lawyersIt was quite right of her  Dear Magdalen I am so glad said MrsBest crossing over to kiss her for the first stiffness had wornoff and they were together again as had been the solicitorsdaughter and the chemists daughter who went to the same school tillMagdalen had been sent away to be finished in GermanyDear Sophy I wish you had the good fortune tooOh my galleons are coming when George has prospered a little morein Queensland and comes to fetch me  Sophia and he say they shallfight for me said Mrs Best who had been bravely presiding over ahighschool boardinghouse ever since her husband a railwayengineer had been killed by an accident and left her with twochildren to bring up  Dear children they are very good to meI am sure you have been goodness itself to us said Magdalen intaking the care of these poor little ones when their mother died  Idont know how to be thankful enough to you and for all the blessingswe have had  And that this should have come just now especiallywhen my life with Lady Milsom is coming to an endIndeedYes the little boys are old enough for school and the Colonel isgoing to take a house at Shrewsbury where his mother will live withthem and want me no longerYou have been there seven yearsYes and very happy  When Fanny married Lady Milsom was leftalone and would not part with me and then came the two little boysfrom India so that she had an excuse for retaining me but that isover now or will be in a few weeks time  I had been trying for anengagement and finding that beside your highschool diploma youngladies I am considered quite passeeMy dear  With your art and music and allToo true  And while I was digesting a polite hint that my termswere too high and therewith Agathas earnest appeal to be sent toGirton there comes this inheritance,13
+MEMORIES OF HAWTHORNEByRose Hawthorne LathropPREFACEIt will be seen that this volume is really written by SophiaHawthorne whose letters from earliest girlhood are so expressed andso profound in thought and loveliness that some will of sternerquality than a daughters must cast them aside I have tried to weedout those written records of hers even from 1820 reaching to herlast year in 1871 that could give no especial pleasure to anydescendant who might come upon them and I have been astonished tofind that there was scarcely one such page This is the explanation ofmy return in the company of the friends of my father and mother toan old garden a familiar discourse and a circle of life thatembraced so much beautyROSE HAWTHORNE LATHROPNEW YORK February 20th 1897CONTENTSonline ed page numbers omittedCHAPTER ITHE HAWTHORNES AND THE PEABODYSThe Hawthornes summoned from their quietude by the Peabodys SophiaPeabodys mother and grandmother the latter wife of General Palmerwho was prominent in the Revolution Characteristics of the MissesPeabody Letters to the Hawthornes from the Peabodys though so closeat hand because of the difficulty of seeing the former at any timeThe dignity of George Peabodys nature Sophias fondness for profoundbooks The great affection of friends for her who bring rare flowersto the little studio where she is often imprisoned ElizabethHawthorne consents to walk with the Peabodys Dr Channings regardfor Sophias artistic talent and motive Miss Burleys literary clubto which Hawthorne liked to go with Sophia The wooing not a momentdelayed Visits from Emerson and Very Elizabeth goes forth among themost interesting people of Boston and remains to teach theirdaughtersCHAPTER IITHE DAYS OF THE ENGAGEMENTHawthorne and Sophia become engaged but defer the announcement for ayear Sophia visits friends in Boston and Hawthorne visits Bostonalso Washington Allstons deep approval of Sophias talentsElizabeth visits the Emersons in Concord and writes as if fromheaven Mr Bancroft remarked to Emerson that Hawthorne wasexceptionally thorough in business Sophia draws and paints vigorouslyin her happy security of the highest love Letters from Hawthorne toher Fragment of a ScrapBook kept by Hawthorne at the Boston CustomHouse Friends rejoice in the engagement when it is made knownCHAPTER IIITHE EARLY DAYS OF THE MARRIAGEThe beautiful marriage is appreciated by all Letters to Mrs CalebFoote and to Sophias mother describe life at the Old Manse inConcord The birth of Una Emerson Thoreau and Hawthorne skate uponthe river near the Manse with differing aspects The radiance andsublimity of a Massachusetts winter enrich the landscape Eveningreadings by Hawthorne to his wife from the classics begun and alwayscontinued Friends call somewhat frequently at last from the outsideworld Visits to relatives in Boston and Salem Mary Peabody becomesthe wife of Horace Mann Sophia describes Unas favorable impressionupon the circle of friends in Salem and Boston Returning to the OldManse renews the enjoyment of nature and peaceCHAPTER IVLIFE IN SALEMSalem becomes their home for the second time Letter from George WCurtis while in Europe Sophia expresses in a letter to Hawthorne herentire satisfaction though poor and in the midst of petty caresunder his enchanting protection Daniel Websters oration in SalemAlcotts monologue Thoreaus lecture Letters about the attack ofcertain mistaken people upon Hawthorne as a Democrat and officialHawthorne writes to Horace Mann upon the subject The best citizensare active to remedy the offense against Hawthorne George Mulletsletters describing Hawthorne as official and manCHAPTER VFROM SALEM TO BERKSHIREThe Hawthornes seek a home by the sea but drift up to the mountainsof Berkshire and are happy Letter from Mrs James R Lowell _nee_White The Sedgwicks are the kindest friends in the world HermanMelville is drawn to the life by Mrs Hawthorne in a letter to hermother A poem by Mrs Hawthorne to her husbandCHAPTER VILENOXLetters and visits from friends are frequent in Lenox where aliterary group begin to suggest flight to the Hawthornes who have noliking for a fussy succession of intercourse Hawthorne reads theHouse of the Seven Gables aloud to his wife as he writes it Hesends a long letter to William B Pike Charming long letters comefrom Herman Melville though he is not far offCHAPTER VIIFROM LENOX TO CONCORDLetter full of amused astonishment from Hawthorne to Mrs TappanDescriptions of the divine Lenox home life by Mrs Hawthorne Theremoval to West Newton and finally to Concord is made Letter fromMaria L Porter a kindred nature Mr Alcott is lovingly analyzed byMrs Hawthorne Letters to her from Mr Alcott Letters to her fromEmerson of an earlier date Letters from Margaret Fuller MrsHawthorne describes The Wayside General Solomon McNiel wields hisaffable sword The Emersons pervade the little town like reigningpowersCHAPTER VIIITHE LIVERPOOL CONSULATEThe Wayside begins to be hospitable in earnest and Mr Miller theartist talks unceasingly there Mrs Hawthorne describes her husbandHawthorne visits the Isles of Shoals ExPresident Pierce is insultedand bears it well Hawthorne visits Brunswick College and is welcomedback there A talk on The Wayside hill The Liverpool Consulate isgiven to Hawthorne who visits Washington before embarking forEngland Description of Hawthorne by his daughter Rose The voyage isdescribed in a letter from Mrs Hawthorne Field Talfourd pleases herespecially Mr Henry Bright shines upon the family Rose describeshim Mrs Hawthorne writes to her father about him his family attheir home and of English waysCHAPTER IXENGLISH DAYS IHospitable English strangers make the American strangers welcome AnEnglish mansion described by Mrs Hawthorne Liverpool organizationshonor Hawthorne by attentions The Squareys of Dacre Hill Hawthornesunstinted friendliness towards Americans in distress The De Quinceyfamily greatly desire to see Hawthorne Ticknor says Hawthorne meetsthe sons of Burns Liscard Vale and its dinnerparty described by MrsHawthorne who is entertained by the magnificence and the charactersrichly gathered there Mrs Hawthorne tells her father about a visitto Chester on Sunday The Westminster Review praises Hawthornesart Distinguished English people seek Hawthorne out Mr Martineaudescribed by Mrs Hawthorne Mr Bennochs first call upon the familyMiss Cushman visits the Hawthornes with her splendid geniality MrsHawthorne described by her daughter Rose Hawthorne is hunted togorgeous dinners against his better instincts Henry Bright moredelightfully drives him to beautiful scenes The Scarlet Lettersells very largely in England and is read The Consulate,0
+Transcribed from the 1913 Hodder and Stoughton edition by DavidPrice email ccx074coventryacukMARK RUTHERFORDS DELIVERANCECHAPTER INEWSPAPERSWhen I had established myself in my new lodgings in Camden Town Ifound I had ten pounds in my pocket and again there was no outlookI examined carefully every possibility  At last I remembered that arelative of mine who held some office in the House of Commons addedto his income by writing descriptive accounts of the debatesthrowing in by way of supplement any stray scraps of gossip which hewas enabled to collect  The rules of the House as to the admissionof strangers were not so strict then as they are now and he assuredme that if I could but secure a commission from a newspaper he couldpass me into one of the galleries and when there was nothing to beheard worth describing I could remain in the lobby where I shouldby degrees find many opportunities of picking up intelligence whichwould pay  So far so good but how to obtain the commission  Imanaged to get hold of a list of all the country papers and I wroteto nearly every one offering my services  I am afraid that Isomewhat exaggerated them for I had two answers and after a littlecorrespondence two engagements  This was an unexpected stroke ofluck but alas both journals circulated in the same district  Inever could get together more stuff than would fill about a columnand a half and consequently I was obliged with infinite pains tovary so that it could not be recognised the form of what atbottom was essentially the same matter  This was work which wouldhave been disagreeable enough if I had not now ceased in a greatmeasure to demand what was agreeable  In years past I coveted alife not of mere sensual enjoymentfor that I never caredbut alife which should be filled with activities of the noblest kind andit was intolerable to me to reflect that all my waking hours were inthe main passed in merest drudgery and that only for a few momentsat the beginning or end of the day could it be said that the highersympathies were really operative  Existence to me was nothing butthese few moments and consequently flitted like a shadow  I wasnow however the better of what was half disease and half somethinghealthy and good  In the first place I had discovered that myappetite was far larger than my powers  Consumed by a longing forcontinuous intercourse with the best I had no ability whatever tomaintain it and I had accepted as a fact however mysterious itmight be that the human mind is created with the impulses of aseraph and the strength of a man  Furthermore what was I that Ishould demand exceptional treatment  Thousands of men and womensuperior to myself are condemned if that is the proper word to useto almost total absence from themselves  The roar of the world forthem is never lulled to rest nor can silence ever be secured inwhich the voice of the Divine can be heardMy letters were written twice a week and as each contained a columnand a half I had six columns weekly to manufacture  These I was inthe habit of writing in the morning my evenings being spent at theHouse  At first I was rather interested but after a while theoccupation became tedious beyond measure and for this reason  In adiscussion of any importance about fifty members perhaps would takepart and had made up their minds beforehand to speak  There couldnot possibly be more than three or four reasons for or against themotion and as the knowledge that what the intending orator had tourge had been urged a dozen times before on that very night neverdeterred him from urging it again the same arguments dilutedmuddled and mispresented recurred with the most wearisomeiterationThe public outside knew nothing or very little of the real House ofCommons and the manner in which time was squandered there for thereports were all of them much abbreviated  In fact I doubt whetheranybody but the Speaker and one or two other persons in the sameposition as myself really felt with proper intensity what the wastewas and how profound was the vanity of members and the itch forexpression for even the reporters were relieved at stated intervalsand the impression on their minds was not continuous  Another evilresult of these attendances at the House was a kind of politicalscepticism  Over and over again I have seen a Government arraignedfor its conduct of foreign affairs  The evidence lay in masses ofcorrespondence which it would have required some days to master andthe verdict after knowing the facts ought to have depended upon theapplication of principles each of which admitted a contraryprinciple for which much might be pleaded  There were not fiftymembers in the House with the leisure or the ability to understandwhat it was which had actually happened and if they had understoodit they would not have had the wit to see what was the rule whichought to have decided the case  Yet whether they understood or notthey were obliged to vote and what was worse the constituenciesalso had to vote and so the gravest matters were settled in utterignorance  This has often been adduced as an argument against anextended suffrage but if it is an argument against anything it isan argument against intrusting the aristocracy and even the Houseitself with the destinies of the nation for no dock labourer couldpossibly be more entirely empty of all reasons for action than thenoble lords squires lawyers and railway directors whom I have seentroop to the division bell  There is something deeper than thisscepticism but the scepticism is the easiest and the most obviousconclusion to an open mind dealing so closely and practically withpolitics as it was my lot to do at this time of my life  Men must begoverned and when it comes to the question by whom I for onewould,13
+Produced by Juliet Sutherland Charles Franksand the Online Distributed Proofreading TeamTHE EMANCIPATRIXbyHOMER EON FLINTNew YorkIllustrated title The Emancipatrix in script over abackground of a bee silhouetted against a full moon on thehorizonITHE MENTAL EXPEDITIONThe doctor closed the door behind him crossed to the table silentlyoffered the geologist a cigar and waited until smoke was issuing fromit Then he saidWell bluntly whats come between you and your wife VanThe geologist showed no surprise Instead he frowned severely at theend of his cigar and carefully seated himself on the corner of thetable When he spoke there was a certain rigor in his voice which toldthe doctor that his friend was holding himself tightly in reinIt really began when the four of us got together to investigateCapellette two months ago Van Emmon was a thorough man in importantmatters Maybe I ought to say that both Billie and I were as muchinterested as either you or Smith she often says that even the tour ofMercury and Venus was less wonderfulWhat is more we are both just as eager to continue the investigationsWe still have all kinds of faith in the Venusian formula we want tovisit as many more worlds as the science of telepathy will permit Itisnt that either of us has lost interestThe doctor rather liked the geologists scientific way of stating thecase even though it meant hearing things he already knew Kinneywatched and waited and listened intentlyYou remember of course what sort of a man I got in touch with Powartwas easily the greatest Capellan of them all a magnificent intellectwhich I still think was intended to have ruled the rest I haventbacked down from my original positionVan You still believe incredulously in a government of the sort hecontemplatedVan Emmon nodded aggressively All that we learned merely strengthensmy conviction Remember what sort of people the working classes ofCapellette were Smiths agent was typicala helpless nincompoop notfit to govern himself The geologist strove to keep his patienceHowever remarked Kinney the chap whose mind I used was no foolNor was Billies agent the woman surgeon agreed Van Emmon even ifshe did prefer the Devolutionist to Powart But youll have to admitdoc that the vast majority of the Capellans were incompetents the restwere exceptionsThe doctor spoke after a brief pause Andthats what is wrong VanYes grimly Billie cant help but rejoice that things turned out theway they did She is sure that the workers now that theyve beenseparated from the ruling class will proceed to make a perfect paradiseout of their land He could not repress a certain amount of sarcasmAs well expect a bunch of monkeys to build a steam engineWell after a little hesitation as I said before doc Ive noreason to change my mind You may talk all you like about itI cantagree to such ideas The only way to get results on that planet is forthe upper classes to continue to governAnd this is what you two havequarreled aboutVan Emmon nodded sorrowfully He lit another cigar absentmindedly andcleared his throat twice before going on My fault I guess Ive beenso darned positive about everything Ive said Ive probably causedBillie to sympathize with her friends more solidly than she wouldotherwiseBut just because youve championed the autocrats so heartilyIm afraid so The geologist was plainly relieved to have stated thecase in full He leaned forward in his eagerness to be understood Hetold the doctor things that were altogether too personal to be includedin this accountMeanwhile out in the doctors study Smith had made no move whatever tointerrogate the geologists young wife Instead the engineer simplyremained standing after Billie had sat down and gave her only anoccasional hurried glance Shortly the silence got on her nerves andsuch was her nature as contrasted with Van Emmonswhereas he hadstated causes first she went straight to effectsWell explosively Van and I have splitSmith was seldom surprised at anything This time was no exception Hemerely murmured Sorry under his breath and Billie rushed on herpentup feelings eager to escapeWe havent mentioned Capellette for weeks Smith We dont dare If wedid thered be such a rumpus that wewed separate Something came upinto her throat which had to be choked back before she could go onThenI dont know why it is but every time the subject is brought up Vanmakes me so WILD She controlled herself with a tremendous effort Heblames me of course because of what I did to help the DevolutionistBut I cant be blamed for sympathizing with the under dog can I Ivealways preferred justice to policy any time Justice first I say AndI think weve seenthere on Capellettehow utterly impossible it isfor any such system as theirs to last indefinitelyBut before she could follow up her point the door opened and the doctorreturned with her husband Kinney did not allow any tension to developinstead he said brisklyTheres only a couple of hours remaining between now and dinner time Imove we get busy He glanced about the room to see if all was inplace The four chairs each with its legs tipped with glass the fourfootstools similarly insulated from the floor the electrical circuitrunning from the odd group of machinery in the corner and connectingfour pair of brass braceletsall were ready for use He motioned theothers to the chairs in which they had already accomplished marvels inthe way of mental travelingNow he remarked as he began to fit the bracelets to his wrists anexample which the rest straightway followed now we want to make surethat we all have the same purpose in mind Last time we were simplylooking for four people such as had viewpoints similar to our own Today our object is to locate somewhere among the planets attached toone of the innumerable sunstars of the universe one on which theconditions are decidedly different from anything we have known beforeBillie and Van Emmon their affair temporarily forgotten listenedeagerlyAs I recall it Smith calmly observed we agreed that this attemptwould be to locate a new kind ofwell nearhuman Isnt that rightThe doctor nodded Nothing more or lessspeaking,41
+Charles Franks Charles Aldarondo and the Online Distributed ProofreadingTeamMR BINGLEBY George Barr McCutcheonAuthor of Graustark The Hollow of Her HandThe Prince of Graustark etcWith Illustrations byJAMES MONTGOMERY FLAGGCONTENTSCHAPTER   I THE FIVE LITTLE SYKESES  II RELATING TO AN ODD RELATION III THE DEATH OF UNCLE JOE  IV FORTY MINUTES LATE   V THE STORY OF JOSEPH  VI THE HONORABLE THOMAS SINGLETON BINGLE VII SEARCHERS REWARDEDVIII THE AFFAIRS OF AMY AND DICK  IX THE MAN CALLED HINMAN   X MR BINGLE THINKS OF BECOMING AN ANGEL  XI A TIMELY LESSON IN LOVE XII THE BIRTH OF NAPOLEONXIII TROUBLE TROUBLE TROUBLE XIV THE LAWS LAST WORD  XV DECEMBER XVI ANOTHER CHRISTMAS EVEXVII THE LAST TO ARRIVECHAPTER ITHE FIVE LITTLE SYKESESA coal fire crackled cheerily in the little open grate that suppliedwarmth to the steamheated livingroom in the modest apartment of MrThomas S Bingle lower New York somewhere to the west of FifthAvenue and not far removed from Washington Squarein the wrongdirection however if one must be precise in the matter ofemphasizing the social independence of the Bingle familyand be ithere recorded that without the genial aid of that grate of coals thelivingroom would have been a cheerless place indeed Mr Bingle hadspent most of the evening in trying to coax heat from the lowerregions into the pipes of the seventh heaven wherein he dwelt andwithout the slightest sign of success The frigid coils in the cornerof the room remained obdurate If they indicated the slightest symptomof warmth during the evening it was due entirely to the expansivegenerosity of the humble grate and not because they were moved byinward remorse They were able however to supply the odour of faroff steam as of an abandoned laundry and sometimes they chortledmeanly revealing signs of an energy that in anything but a steam pipemight have been mistaken for a promise to do betterMr Bingle poked the fire and looked at his watch Then he crossed tothe window drew the curtains and shade aside and tried to peerthrough the frosty panes into the street seven stories below A hollywreath hung suspended in the window completely obscured from view onone side by hoar frost on the other by a lemoncoloured window shadethat had to be handled with patience out of respect for a lapsedspring at the top He scraped a peephole in the frosty surface andafter drying his fingers on his smoking jacket looked downward witheyes asquintDo sit down Tom said his wife from her chair by the fireplace Awatched pot never boils You cant see them from the window in anyeventI can see the car when it stops at the corner my dear said MrBingle enlarging the peephole with a vigour that appeared to beaggravated by advice Melissa said seven oclock and it is fourminutes after nowYou forget that Melissa didnt start until after she had cleared awaythe dinner things SheI know I know he interrupted still peering But that was an hourago Mary I think a car is stopping at the corner now No It didntstop so there must have been some one waiting to get on instead ofoffDo come and sit down You are as fidgety as a childDear me said Mr Bingle turning away from the window with ashiver how I pity the poor unfortunates who havent a warm fire tosit beside tonight It is going to be the coldest night in twentyyears according to thethere Did you hear that He stepped to thewindow once more The double ring of a streetcar bell had reached hisears and he knew that a car had stopped at the corner belowAccording to the weather report this afternoon he concluded recrossing the room to sit down beside the fire very erect andexpectant a smile on his pinched eager face He was watching thehall doorIt was Christmas Eve There were signs of the season in every cornerof the plain but cosy little sittingroom Mistletoe hung from thechandelier gay bunting and strands of gold and silver tinsel drapedthe bookcase and the writing desk holly and myrtle covered the wallbrackets and red tissue paper shaded all of the electric lightglobes big candles and little candles flickered on the mantelpieceand some were red and some were white and yet others were green andblue with the paint that Mr Bingle had applied with earnest thoughartless disregard for subsequent odours packages done up in white andtied with red ribbon neatly doublebowed formed a significantcentrepiece for the ornate mahogany library tableand one who did notknow the Bingles would have looked about in quest of small fry withpopping covetous eyes and sleekly brushed hair The alluring scent ofgaudily painted toys pervaded the Christmas atmosphere quiteoffsetting the hint of steam from more fortunate depths and one couldsniff the odour of freshly buttered popcorn All these signs spoke ofchildren and the proximity of Kris Kringle and yet there were nolittle Bingles nor had there ever been so much as oneMr and Mrs Bingle were childless The tragedy of life for them laynot in the loss of a firstborn but in the fact that no babe had evercome to fill their hungry hearts with the food they most desired andcraved Nor was there any promise of subsequent concessions in theirbehalf For fifteen years they had longed for the boon that was deniedthem and to the end of their simple kindly days they probably wouldgo on longing Poor as they were neither would have complained iffate had given them halfadozen healthy mouths to feed as manywriggling bodies to clothe and all the splendid worries that go withcolic croup measles mumps broken arms and all the other ailmentspeculiar not so much to childhood as they are paramount toparenthoodLonely incomplete lives they led with no bitterness in their soulsloving each other the more as they tried to fill the void with songsof resignation Away back in the early days Mr Bingle had said thatChristmas was a bleak thing without children to lift the pallorsomething of the sortOut of that wellworn conclusionoft expressed,13
+Produced by Joshua Hutchinson Tom Allen Juliet Sutherland Charles Franksand the Online Distributed Proofreading TeamThis file was produced from images generously made availableby the Canadian Institute for Historical MicroreproductionsINDIAN GAMESAN HISTORICAL RESEARCHBY ANDREW McFARLAND DAVISThere are says Father Brebeuf in his account of what was worthy ofnote among the Hurons in 1636 Footnote Relations des JesuitesQuebec 1858 p 113 three kinds of games particularly in vogue withthis people cross platter and straw The first two are they saysupreme for the health Does not that excite our pity Lo a poor sickperson whose body is hot with fever whose soul foresees the end ofhis days and a miserable sorcerer orders for him as the only coolingremedy a game of cross Sometimes it is the invalid himself who mayperhaps have dreamed that he will die unless the country engages in agame of cross for his health Then if he has ever so little credityou will see those who can best play at cross arrayed village againstvillage in a beautiful field and to increase the excitement theywill wager with each other their beaver skins and their necklaces ofporcelain beadsSometimes also one of their medicine men will say that the wholecountry is ill and that a game of cross is needed for its cure It isnot necessary to say more The news incontinently spreads everywhereThe chiefs in each village give orders that all the youths shall dotheir duty in this respect otherwise some great calamity will overtakethe countryLACROSSEIn 1667 Nicolas Perrot then acting as agent of the French governmentwas received near Saut Sainte Marie with stately courtesy and formalceremony by the Miamis to whom he was deputed A few days after hisarrival the chief of that nation gave him as an entertainment a gameof lacrosse Footnote Histoire de lAmerique Septentrionale par M deBacqueville de la Potherie Paris 1722 Vol II 124 _et seq_More than two thousand persons assembled in a great plain each withhis cross A wooden ball about the size of a tennis ball was tossed inthe air From that moment there was a constant movement of all thesecrosses which made a noise like that of arms which one hears during abattle Half the savages tried to send the ball to the northwest thelength of the field the others wished to make it go to the southeastThe contest which lasted for a half hour was doubtfulIn 1763 an army of confederate nations inspired by the subtleinfluence of Pontiacs master mind formed the purpose of seizingthe scattered forts held by the English along the northwesternfrontier On the fourth day of June of that year the garrison at FortMichilimackinac unconscious of their impending fate thoughtlesslylolled at the foot of the palisade and whiled away the day in watchingthe swaying fortunes of a game of ball which was being played by someIndians in front of the stockade Alexander Henry who was on the spotat the time says that the game played by these Indians was Baggatiwaycalled by the Canadians _le jeu de la Crosse_ Footnote Travels andAdventures in Canada etc by Alexander Henry New York 1809 p 78Travels through the Interior parts of North America by Jonathan CarverLondon 1778 p 19 The Book of the Indians by Samuel G DrakeBoston 1811 Book V Ch III p 52Parkman Footnote The Conspiracy of Pontiac by Francis ParkmanBoston 1870 Vol 1 p 339 concludes a vivid description of thesurprise and massacre of the garrison at Michilimackinac based uponauthentic facts as follows Bushing and striking tripping theiradversaries or hurling them to the ground they pursued the animatingcontest amid the laughter and applause of the spectators Suddenlyfrom the midst of the multitude the ball soared into the air anddescending in a wide curve fell near the pickets of the fort This wasno chance stroke It was part of a preconcerted scheme to insure thesurprise and destruction of the garrison As if in pursuit of the ballthe players turned and came rushing a maddened and tumultuous throngtowards the gate In a moment they had reached it The amazed Englishhad no time to think or act The shrill cries of the ballplayers werechanged to the ferocious warwhoop The warriors snatched from thesquaws the hatchets which the latter with this design had concealedbeneath their blankets Some of the Indians assailed the spectatorswithout while others rushed into the fort and all was carnage andconfusionThus we see that the favorite game of ball of the North AmericanIndians known today as it was in 1636 by the name of lacrossewas potent among them as a remedial exercise or superstitious rite tocure diseases and avert disaster that it formed part of statelyceremonials which were intended to entertain and amuse distinguishedguests and that it was made use of as a stratagem of war by means ofwhich to lull the suspicions of the enemy and to gain access to theirfortsThe descriptions of lacrosse which have been transmitted to us wouldoften prove unintelligible to one who had never seen the game playedThe writers of the accounts which have come down to us from the earlypart of the seventeenth century were men whose lives were spent amongthe scenes which they described and they had but little time and fewopportunities for careful writing The individual records thoughsomewhat confused enable us easily to identify the game and acomparison of the different accounts shows how thoroughly the mainfeatures of the game have been preservedLacrosse is played today as follows The number of players on theopposing sides should be equal Regular stations are assigned in therules for playing the game for twelve on each side Goals eachconsisting of two upright posts or staffs generally about six feetapart and of equal height are planted at each end of the field Thelength of the field and its bounds are determined by the character ofthe ground and the skill of the players The effort of each side is toprevent the ball from passing through the goal assigned to itsprotection and equally to try to drive it through the opposite goalUnder no circumstances can the ball be touched during the,4
+Produced by Juliet Sutherland Charles Franksand the Online Distributed Proofreading TeamPEGGY STEWARTNAVY GIRLAT HOMEBYGABRIELLE E JACKSONAUTHOR OF SILVER HEELS THREE GRACESSERIES CAPT POLLY SERIES ETCWITH FRONTISPIECE BYNORMAN ROCKWELL1920THIS LITTLE STORY OF ANNAPOLIS ISMOST AFFECTIONATELY INSCRIBED TOHWHWHOSE SUNNY SOUL AND CHEERYVOICE HELPED TO MAKE MANY ANHOUR HAPPY FOR THE ONE HE CALLEDLITTLE MOTHERCONTENTSCHAPTER    I  SPRINGTIDE   II  THE EMPRESS  III  DADDY NEIL   IV  IN OCTOBERS DAYS    V  POLLY HOWLAND   VI  A FRIENDSHIP BEGINS  VII  PEGGY STEWART CHATELAINE VIII  A SHOCKING DEMONSTRATION OF INTEMPERANCE   IX  DUNMORES LAST CHRISTMAS    X  A DOMESTIC EPISODE   XI  PLAYING GOOD SAMARITAN  XII  THE SPICE OF PEPPER AND SALT XIII  THE MASQUERADERS SHOW  XIV  OFF FOR NEW LONDON   XV  REGATTA DAY  XVI  THE RACE XVII  SHADOWS CAST BEFOREXVIII  YOUVE SPOILED THEIR TEA PARTY  XIX  BACK AT SEVERNDALECHAPTER ISPRINGTIDEPeggy Maggie Mag Margaret Marguerite Muggins Hum Half a dozen ofthem Wonder if there are any more Yes theres Peggoty and Peg to saynothing of Margaretta Gretchen Meta Margarita Keta Madge Mygoodness Is there any end to my nicknames I mistrust Im a verycommonplace mortal I wonder if other girls names can be twisted aroundinto as many picture puzzles as mine can What do YOU think about itShashai Footnote Shashai Hebrew for noble pronounced Shashaaiand the girl reached up both arms to draw down into their embrace thesilky head of a superb young colt which stood close beside her acreature which would have made any horselover stop stockstill andexclaim at sight of him He was a magnificent twoyearold Kentuckianfaultless as to his points with a head to set an artist rhapsodizingand atingle to put it upon his canvas His coat mane and tail wereblack as midnight and glossy as satin The great lustrous eyes held aliving fire the delicate nostrils were aquiver every moment thefaultlessly curved ears alert as a wild creatures And he WAS halfwild for never had saddle rested upon his back girth encircled him orbit fretted the sensitive mouth A halter thus far in his career hadbeen his only badge of bondage and the girl caressing him had been theone to put it upon him It would have been a bad quarter of an hour forany other person attempting it But she was his familiar though farfrom being his evil genius On the contrary she was his presidingspirit of goodJust now as the splendid head nestled confidingly in her circling armsshe was whispering softly into one velvety ear oh so velvety as itrested against her ripe red lips so soft so perfect in their moldingThe ear moved slightly back and forth speaking its silent language Thenostrils emitted the faintest bubbling acknowledgment of the whisperedwords The beautiful eyes were so expressive in their intelligentcomprehensionToo many cooks spoil the broth Shashai Too many grooms can spoil acolt Too many mistresses turn a household topsyturvy How about toomany names old boy Can they spoil a girl But maybe Im spoiledalready How about it and a musical laugh floated out from between thepretty lipsThe colt raised his head whinnied aloud as though in denial and stampedone deerlike unshod forehoof as though to emphasize his protest thenhe again slid his head back into the arms as if their slender roundnessencompassed all his little worldYou old dear exclaimed the girl softly adding Eh but its abeautiful world A wonderful world and broke into the lilting refrainof Wonderful world and sang it through in a voice of singularlyhaunting sweetness But the words were not those of the popular songThey had been written and set to its air by Peggys tutorShe seemed to forget everything else though she continued tomechanically run light sensitive fingers down the velvety muzzle soclose to her face and semiconsciously reach forth the other hand tocaress the head of a superb wolfhound which upon the first sweet noteshad risen from where she lay not far off to listen thrusting aninsinuating nose under her arm She seemed to float away with her songoff off across the sloping greening fields to the broad blue reachesof Bound Bay all aglitter in the morning sunlightShe was seated in the crotch of a snakefence running parallel with theroad which ended in a curve toward the east and vanished in a thindrawnperspective toward the west There was no habitation or sign of humanbeing near The soft March wind with its thousand earthy odors andpromises of a Maryland springtide swept across the bay stirring herdark hair brushed up from her forehead in a natural wavy pompadourand secured by a barrette and a big bow of dark red ribbon the longbraid falling down her back tied by another bow of the same color Theforehead was broad and exceptionally intellectual The eyebrowsmatching the dark hair perfectly penciled The nose straight and cleancut as a Greek statues The chin resolute as a boys The teeth whiteand faultless And the eyes Well Peggy Stewarts eyes sometimes madepeople smile sometimes almost weep and invariably brought a puzzledfrown to their foreheads They were the oddest eyes ever seen Peggyherself often laughed and saidMy eyes seem to perplex people worse than the elephant perplexed thesix blind men of Hindustan who went to SEE him No two people everpronounce them the same color yet each individual is perfectly honestin his belief that they are black or dark brown or dark blue or deepgray or SEA green Maybe Nature designed me for a chameleon but changedher mind when she had completed my eyesPeggy Stewart would hardly have been called a beautiful girl gauged byconventional standards Her features were not regular enough forperfection the mouth perhaps a trifle too large but she was mightilypleasin fer to study bout old Mammy insisted when the other servantswere talking about her babyOh yes conceded Martha Harrison the only white woman besides Peggyherself upon the plantation Oh yes,0
+This etext was produced by Jack Eden wakerobinorgTHE WRITINGS OF JOHN BURROUGHSWITH PORTRAITS AND MANY ILLUSTRATIONSVOLUME VPEPACTONPREFACEI HAVE all the more pleasure in calling my book after the title of the first chapter Pepacton because this is the Indian name of my native stream In its watershed I was born and passed my youth and here on its banks my kindred sleep Here also I have gathered much of the harvest poor though it be that I have put in this and in previous volumes of my writingsThe term Pepacton is said to mean marriage of the waters and with this significance it suits my purpose well as this book is also a union of many currentsThe Pepacton rises in a deep cleft or gorge in the mountains the scenery of which is of the wildest and ruggedest character For a mile or more there is barely room for the road and the creek at the bottom of the chasm On either hand the mountains interrupted by shelving overhanging precipices rise abruptly to a great height About half a century ago a pious Scotch family just arrived in this country came through this gorge One of the little boys gazing upon the terrible desolation of the scene so unlike in its savage and inhuman aspects anything he had ever seen at home nestled close to his mother and asked with bated breath Mither is there a God hereYet the Pepacton is a placid current especially in its upper portions where my youth fell but all its tributaries are swift mountain brooks fed by springs the best in the world It drains a high pastoral country lifted into long roundbacked hills and rugged wooded ranges by the subsiding impulse of the Catskill range of mountains and famous for its superior dairy and other farm products It is many long years since with the restlessness of youth I broke away from the old ties amid those hills but my heart has always been there and why should I not come back and name one of my books for the old streamCONTENTS   I PEPACTON A SUMMER VOYAGE   II SPRINGS   III AN IDYL OF THE HONEYBEE   IV NATURE AND THE POETS   V NOTES BY THE WAY   VI FOOTPATHS   VII A BUNCH OF HERBS   VIII WINTER PICTURES   INDEX LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS   FRINGED GENTIAN         From a photograph by         Herbert W Gleason   THE ASA GRAY SPRING         From a photograph by         Herbert W Gleason   KINGBIRD          From a drawing by L A         Fuertes   REDWINGED BLACKBIRD         From a photograph by         Herbert W Gleason   IN THE ORCHARD         From a drawing by Charles         H Woodbury   A MUSKRATS NEST         From a photograph by         Herbert W Gleason   A FIELD PATH          From a photograph by         Clifton JohnsonPEPACTONIA SUMMER VOYAGEWHEN one summer day I bethought me of a voyage down the east or Pepacton branch of the Delaware I seemed to want some excuse for the start some sendoff some preparation to give the enterprise genesis and head This I found in building my own boat It was a happy thought How else should I have got under way how else should I have raised the breeze The boatbuilding warmed the blood it made the germ take it whetted my appetite for the voyage There is nothing like serving an apprenticeship to fortune like earning the right to your tools In most enterprises the temptation is always to begin too far along we want to start where somebody else leaves off Go back to the stump and see what an impetus you get Those fishermen who wind their own flies before they go afishinghow they bring in the trout and those hunters who run their own bullets or make their own cartridges the game is already mortgaged to themWhen my boat was finishedand it was a very simple affairI was as eager as a boy to be off I feared the river would all run by before I could wet her bottom in it This enthusiasm begat great expectations of the trip I should surely surprise Nature and win some new secrets from her I should glide down noiselessly upon her and see what all those willow screens and baffling curves concealed As a fisherman and pedestrian I had been able to come at the stream only at certain points now the most private and secluded retreats of the nymph would be opened to me every bend and eddy every cove hedged in by swamps or passage walled in by high alders would be at the beck of my paddleWhom shall one take with him when he goes acourting Nature This is always a vital question There are persons who will stand between you and that which you seek they obtrude themselves they monopolize your attention they blunt your sense of the shy halfrevealed intelligences about you I want for companion a dog or a boy or a person who has the virtues of dogs and boystransparency goodnature curiosity open sense and a nameless quality that is akin to trees and growths and the inarticulate forces of nature With him you are alone and yet have company you are free,37
+Produced by Beth L Constantine Juliet Sutherland Charles Franksand the Online Distributed Proofreading Team This file was produced from images generously made available by theCanadian Institute for Historical MicroreproductionsPOEMS OF THEHEART AND HOMEBYMRS J C YULEPAMELA S VININGINTRODUCTIONIn presenting this little book to her readers the author is givingback to them in a collected form much that has previously been giventhemanonymously or under the _nomdeplume_ first ofEmillia then of Xenette or finally under her true name eitheras Miss Vining or Mrs Yuleand also much that they have neverbefore seenSome of these poems have been widely circulated not only in Canadabut in the United States and Great Britain and some appear for thefirst time in the pages of this book They are offered solely upontheir merits and upon those alone they must stand or fall Whateverthere is in them calculated to stir the heart of our common Humanityto voice forth its joys or its sorrowsto truly interpret itsemotionsor to give utterance to its aspirations and its hopes willlive that which does not thus speak for Humanity has no right tolive and the sooner it finds a merited oblivion the better for itsauthor and the worldThese poems are essentially Canadian They have nearly all beenwritten on Canadian soiltheir themes and incidentsthose that arenot purely imaginary or suggested by current events in othercountriesare almost wholly Canadian and they are mainly theoutgrowth of many and varied experiences in Canadian lifeTo the author there is hardly one that has not its little localhistory and that does not awaken reminiscences of some quiet Canadianhomesome rustic Canadian schoolhousesome dreamy hour in thebeautiful Canadian forestssome morning or evening walk amidstCanadian sceneryor some pleasant sail over Canadian watersThey have been written under widely different circumstances and ingreat part in brief intervals snatched from the arduous duties ofteaching or the more arduous ones of domestic lifeOf the personal experiences traceable through many of them it is notnecessary to speak We read in Gods word that _He fashioneth theirhearts alike_ therefore there is little to be found in any humanexperience that has not its counterpart in some sort in everyother and he alone is the true Poet who can so interpret his ownthat they will be recognized as in some sense the real or possibleexperiences of allTrusting that these unpretending lyrics may be able thus to touch aresponsive chord in many hearts and with a sincere desire to offer aworthy contribution to the literature of our new and prosperouscountry they are respectfully submitted to the public by the AUTHORINGERSOLL ONTAug 1881CONTENTSYes the weary Earth shall brightenTo a Day LilyLiving and DyingUp the NepigonLook UpFrost FlowersThe Beech nut GathererMemory BellsI will not DespairGods WitnessesThe Assembly of the DeadBe StillLittlewit and LoftusTo a Motherless BabeThe Caged Birds SongCrossing the Red SeaThe Wayside ElmDrownedMy Brother James and IIdleThe Worlds DayBrethren GoOur Nations BirthdayOur Field is the WorldSault Ste MarieBrother RestLoved and Lost or the Sky Lark and the VioletThe Gracious ProviderRest in HeavenGood NightThe Old Church ChoirNo other NameHeart PicturesFellowship with ChristAn AllegoryThe Cry of the KarensAloneMaryI am doing no goodHail Risen LordLines on the Death of a Young MotherPatienceA Parting HymnThe Dance of the WindsStrike the Chords SoftlyAt HomeSabbath MemoriesThe Eye that Never SleepsBy and ByThe One RefugeJudsons GraveShall be FreeAfter Fifty YearsThe Earth voice and its AnswerBeyond the ShadowsAutumn and WinterTill TomorrowOur Country or A Century of ProgressJesus the Souls RestThe Beautiful ArtistLet us PrayRich and PoorPalmerBalmy MorningSongThe PloughmanHe hath done all things weSomewhereThe TideEloiseAbraham LincolnGods BlessingsThe Silent MessengerUnder the SnowLongingsPoint of BlissAway to the HillsFlowers by a GraveThree for ThreeNowSunsetSweet Evening BellsUnknownOnwardLooking BackMinniebelWearyThe Body to the SoulNot YetMargueriteCome unto MeI will not let thee goGreeting HymnOne by OneLoveEvening HymnDeathI shall be satisfiedAt the Grave of a Young MotherGo Dream no MoreCome HomeBe in EarnestChlodineThe Bird and the Storm cloudNo SolitudeThe Stray LambStay Mother StayTime for BedFrom the Old to the NewThe Voice of SpringHonour to LaborThe MiserBrokenTo our ParentsUnder the RodThe White Stone CanoeGone BeforeJohannaStanzasCanadaI laid me down and sleptBright Thoughts for a Dark DayThe Drunkards ChildThe Names of JesusPOEMS OF THE HEART AND HOMEYES THE WEARY EARTH SHALL BRIGHTENYes the weary earth shall brighten  Brighten in the perfect dayAnd the fields that now but whiten  Golden glow beneath the raySlowly swelling in her bosom  Long the precious seed has lainSoon shall come the perfect blossom  Soon the rich abundant grainLong has been the night of weeping  But the morning dawns at lengthAnd the misty heights oersweeping  Lo the sun comes forth in strengthDown the slopes of ancient mountains  Over plain and vale and streamFlood and field and sparkling fountains  Speeds the warm rejoicing beamThink not God can fail His promise  Think not Christ can be deniedHe shall see His spirits travail  He shall yet be satisfiedSoon the Harvest home of angels  Shall resound from shore to shoreAnd amid Earths glad evangels  Christ shall reign for evermoreTO A DAY LILY    What only to stay    For a single dayThou beautiful bright hued on    Just to open thine eyes    To the blue of the skiesAnd the light of the glorious sun    Then to fade away    In the same rich rayAnd die ere the day is done    Bright thing of a day    Thou hast caught a rayFrom Morns jewelled curtain fold    On thy burning cheek    And the ruby streakHis dyed it with charms untold    And the gorgeous vest    On thy queenly breastIs dashed with her choicest gold    A statelier queen    Has never been seenA lovelier never will be    Nay Solomon dressed    In his kingliest bestWas never a match for thee    O beautiful flower    O joy of an hour_And only an hour_for me    An hour did,3
+Produced by Wendy CrockettWithin You is the PowerbyHENRY THOMAS HAMBLINCONTENTS PREFACE CHAPTER IInfinite Life and Power CHAPTER IIThe Overcoming of Lifes Difficulties CHAPTER IIIFate or FreeWill CHAPTER IVCause and Effect CHAPTER VSuccess CHAPTER VIHealth CHAPTER VIIThe Secret of Abundant Supply CHAPTER VIIIThe Power and Limitations of the Subconscious Mind CHAPTER IXThe Use of the Spiritual or Superconscious Mind CHAPTER XCharacter Building and the Overcoming of Habit CHAPTER XIHappiness and Joy CHAPTER XIIThe Use and MisUse of Mental and Spiritual Powers CHAPTER XIIIOvercoming Limitations and Awakening Inward PowersPREFACEThere is a power lying hidden in man by the use of which he can riseto higher and better thingsThere is in man a greater Self that transcends the finite self ofthe senseman even as the mountain towers above the plainThe object of this little book is to help men and women to bring theirinward powers of mind and spirit into expression wisely and inharmony with universal law to build up character and to find withinthemselves that wondrous Self which is their real self and whichwhen found reveals to them that they are literally and truly sonsof God and daughters of the Most HighThere is no way whereby the discipline of life can be avoided Thereis no means by which fate can be tricked nor cunning device bywhich the great cosmic plan can be evaded Each life must meet itsown troubles and difficulties each soul must pass through its deepwaters every heart must encounter sorrow and grief But none needbe overwhelmed in the great conflicts of life for one who has learnedthe great secret of his identity with the Universal life and Powerdwells in an impregnable city built upon and into the Rock of Truthagainst which the storms of life beat in vainWhile this little work does not offer any vain promises of an easylifefor if this were possible it would be the greatest of alldisastersbut rather endeavours to show how to become so strong thatlife looks almost easy by comparison the life or fate does not changeor become easier but the individual alters and becomes strongeryet it does show the reader how to avoid making his life moredifficult than it need be Most peoples lives would be less filledwith trouble and suffering if they took life in the right spirit andacted in harmony with Universal LawIt is hoped that this little book may help many to come into harmonywith lifes law and purpose and thus avoid much needless sufferingto find the Greater Self within which discovery brings with it arealization of absolute security to bring into expression and wiselyuse their inner spiritual and mental forces and thus enter a lifeof overcoming and almost boundless powerCHAPTER IINFINITE LIFE AND POWERMan possesses did he but know it illimitable Power 1 This Poweris of the Spirit therefore it is unconquerable It is not the powerof the ordinary life or finite will or human mind It transcendsthese because being spiritual it is of a higher order than eitherphysical or even mental This Power lies dormant and is hidden withinman until he is sufficiently evolved and unfolded to be entrustedwith its use  1 The powers of the subconscious mind are dealt with in other      chapters The Powers of the Spirit are far greater and finer      than those of the subconscious mindThought is a spiritual power of tremendous potency but this is notthe power of which we speak By thought man can either raise himselfup and connect himself with the Power House of the Universe orcut himself off entirely from the Divine Inflow His thought is hisgreatest weapon because by it he can either draw on the Infiniteor sever himself in consciousness but not in reality from hisDivine SourceThrough the Divine Spark within him which is really his real Selfman is connected with the Infinite Divine Life and Power are hisif he _realizes_ that they are his So long as he is ignorant of hisoneness with the Divine Source of all life he is incapable ofappropriating the power that is really his If however he entersinto this inner knowledge he finds himself the possessor of infinitepower and unlimited resourcesThis Power then is Gods yet it is also mans but it is notrevealed to him until he is fit to be entrusted with it It is onlywhen man realizes his oneness with his Divine Source that he becomesfilled with Its power Many teachers and initiates lament the factthat certain secrets are being spread broadcast today secrets thatin the past were kept closely guarded They fear that unilluminedand unevolved people may make destructive use of spiritual powerThis to the writer appears to be improbable It is true that strongpersonalities who have a great belief in their own power to achieveand succeed draw unconsciously on hidden powers and thus are ableto raise themselves high above their fellows The use however thatthey can make of spiritual power for base purposes is limited andis not to be feared There are others of course who are misusingtheir powers These are black magicians and while they may do acertain amount of harm they become reduced ultimately to beggaryand impotence There are also others who spend the whole of theirspare time searching for knowledge of this very subject They readevery occult book they can lay hands on but they never find thatfor which they seek There are spiritual powers and influences thatwithhold the eyes of the seekers from seeing until they are readyfor the revelation When man in his search for Truth has given upall selfish striving after unworthy things and has ceased to usehis selfwill in conflict with the greater Will of the Whole he isready for the revelation of his oneness with the Infinite Yieldingimplicitly to the Will of the Whole may seem to the unilluminedan act of weakness yet it is the entrance to a life of almostboundless powerMan is not separate from his Divine Source and never has been Heis in reality one with the Infinite The separation which he feelsand experiences,19
+Transcribed from the 1918 Gay and Hancock edition by David Priceemail ccx074coventryacukPOEMS OF POWERContents   Note   The Queens last ride   The Meeting of the Centuries   Death has Crowned him a Martyr   Grief   Illusion   Assertion   I Am   Wishing   We two   The Poets Theme   Song of the Spirit   Womanhood   Morning Prayer   The Voices of the People   The World grows Better   A Mans Ideal   The Fire Brigade   The Tides   When the Regiment came back   Woman to Man   The Traveller   The Earth   Now   You and Today   The Reason   Mission   Repetition   Begin the Day   Words   Fate and I   Attainment   A Plea to Peace   Presumption   High Noon   Thoughtmagnets   Smiles   The Undiscovered Country   The Universal Route   Unanswered Prayers   Thanksgiving   Contrasts   Thy Ship   Life   A Marine Etching   Love Thyself Last   Christmas Fancies   The River   Sorry   Ambitions trail   Uncontrolled   Will   To an Astrologer   The Tendrils Fate   The Times   The Question   Sorrows Uses   If   Which are you   The Creed to be   Inspiration   The Wish   Three Friends   You never can tell   Here and now   Unconquered   All that love asks   Does it pay   Sestina   The Optimist   The Pessimist   An Inspiration   Lifes Harmonies   Preparation   Gethsemane   Gods Measure   Noblesse Oblige   Through Tears   What we Need   Plea to Science   Respite   Song   My Ships   Her Love   If   Loves burial   Love is enough   Life is a Privilege   Insight   A Womans Answer   The Worlds NeedNOTEThe final word in the title of this volume refers to the DIVINEPOWER in every human being the recognition of which is the secretto all success and happiness  It is this idea which many of theverses endeavour to illustrateE W WTHE QUEENS LAST RIDEWritten on the day of Queen Victorias funeralThe Queen is taking a drive todayThey have hung with purple the carriagewayThey have dressed with purple the royal trackWhere the Queen goes forth and never comes backLet no man labour as she goes byOn her last appearance to mortal eyeWith heads uncovered let all men waitFor the Queen to pass in her regal stateArmy and Navy shall lead the wayFor that wonderful coach of the Queens todayKings and Princes and Lords of the landShall ride behind her a humble bandAnd over the city and over the worldShall the Flags of all Nations be halfmastfurledFor the silent lady of royal birthWho is riding away from the Courts of earthRiding away from the worlds unrestTo a mystical goal on a secret questThough in royal splendour she drives through townHer robes are simple she wears no crownAnd yet she wears one for widowed no moreShe is crowned with the love that has gone beforeAnd crowned with the love she has left behindIn the hidden depths of each mourners mindBow low your headslift your hearts on high The Queen in silence is driving byTHE MEETING OF THE CENTURIESA curious vision on mine eyes unfurled   In the deep night  I saw or seemed to see   Two Centuries meet and sit down visavisAcross the great round table of the worldOne with suggested sorrows in his mien   And on his brow the furrowed lines of thought   And one whose glad expectant presence broughtA glow and radiance from the realms unseenHand clasped with hand in silence for a space   The Centuries sat the sad old eyes of one   As grave paternal eyes regard a sonGazing upon that other eager faceAnd then a voice as cadenceless and gray   As the seas monody in winter time   Mingled with tones melodious as the chimeOf bird choirs singing in the dawns of MayTHE OLD CENTURY SPEAKSBy you Hope stands  With me Experience walksLike a fair jewel in a faded boxIn my tearrusted heart sweet Pity liesFor all the dreams that look forth from your eyesAnd those brighthued ambitions which I knowMust fall like leaves and perish in Times snowEven as my souls garden stands bereftI give you pity tis the one gift leftTHE NEW CENTURYNay nay good friend not pity but GodspeedHere in the morning of my life I needCounsel and not condolence smiles not tearsTo guide me through the channels of the yearsOh I am blinded by the blaze of lightThat shines upon me from the InfiniteBlurred is my vision by the close approachTo unseen shores whereon the times encroachTHE OLD CENTURYIllusion all illusion  List and hearThe Godless cannons booming far and nearFlaunting the flag of Unbelief with GreedFor pilot lo the pirate age in speedBears on to ruin  Wars most hideous crimesBesmirch the record of these modern timesDegenerate is the world I leave to you My happiest speech to earth will beadieuTHE NEW CENTURYYou speak as one too weary to be justI hear the gunsI see the greed and lustThe death throes of a giant evil fillThe air with riot and confusion  IllOfttimes makes fallow ground for Good and WrongBuilds Rights foundation when it grows too strongPregnant with promise is the hour and grandThe trust you leave in my allwilling,3
+Produced by Juliet Sutherland Tonya Allen and the Online Distributed Proofreading TeamA PRIMARY READEROldtime Stories Fairy Tales and Myths Retold by ChildrenByE LOUISE SMYTHEPREFACEThis book originated in a series of little reading lessons preparedfor the first grade pupils in the Santa Rosa public schools Theobject of the lessons was threefold to provide reading matter forthe little ones who had only a small vocabulary of sightwords toacquaint them early with the heroes who have come down to us in songand story and to create a desire for literatureIt has been my endeavor to follow Dr G Stanley Halls suggestions inhis monograph How to Teach Reading where he asks for truechildeditions made by testing many children with the work piecemealand cutting and adapting the material till it really and closelyfitted the minds and hearts of the childrenVarious stories were given to the pupils discussions followed Aftera time the story was produced orally by the children Notes were madeon expressions used and points of interest dwelt upon Later the storywas either written on the blackboard or mimeographed and put into thepupils hands to readIt gave great delight to the children to recognize an old friend in anew dress and as interest was aroused but little difficulty wasencountered in recognizing words that were indeed new in their sightvocabulary but old servants in their oral vocabularyThe spirit of the book may be illustrated by referring to the roastturkey in the story of The Little Match Girl The story was told asdear old Hans Christian Andersen gave it to the little German childrenof fifty years ago But American children have a different idea of thefowl which graces the table at Christmas time The story as it camefrom the lips of the children referred to the turkey and goosewas used in only one instance As the story was to appeal to ourchildren the word was changed to suit their ideasAgain in the story of Red RidingHood we preferred to use the Germanending as it leaves a far happier impression on the minds of thechildren than the accepted English version The incongruity of thewolfs swallowing whole the grandmother and child does not destroy thechilds enjoyment of the story while the happy release of bothgrandmother and little girl forms a suitable closeAlso as this old story handed down in so many languages is aninterpretation of one of the Sun myths it seems better to cling tothe original especially when it meets so entirely with the childsapprovalBefore presenting the Norse myths for reading they had been thesubject of many conversations queries and illustrations Some wereeven dramatizedin a childlike way of course Detailed descriptionsof Mt Ida Asgard and some of the principal heroes were given Butthough the little audience seemed interested in the introductoryremarks these never came back when the children were called upon toreproduce the story The narrator at once plunged into the story partIt is for this reason descriptions of heroes and places have beenomitted in these stories It is thus left for each teacher who usesthis book to employ her own method of introducing the gods of thehardy Norseman to her pupilsThe following works will be found useful and quite available to mostteachers Andersens Norse Mythology Mabies Norse Stories MaraPratts Stories from Norseland Fiskes Myths and Myth MakersTaylors Primitive Culture Vol I and Longfellows PoemsHoping these stories will interest other children as they haveinterested those who helped build them I send them forthE LOUISE SMYTHE_Santa Rosa California_CONTENTSTHE UGLY DUCKLINGTHE LITTLE PINE TREETHE LITTLE MATCH GIRLLITTLE RED RIDINGHOODTHE APPLES OF IDUNHOW THOR GOT THE HAMMERTHE HAMMER LOST AND FOUNDTHE STORY OF THE SHEEPTHE GOOD SHIP ARGOJASON AND THE HARPIESTHE BRASS BULLSJASON AND THE DRAGONIllustration THEY DRESSED THOR LIKE FREYJATHE UGLY DUCKLING          under          broke          does          keep           only           turkey          warm           ugly           waterA duck made her nest under some leavesIllustration THE DUCKS NESTShe sat on the eggs to keep them warmAt last the eggs broke one after the other Little ducks came outOnly one egg was left It was a very large oneAt last it broke and out came a big ugly ducklingWhat a big duckling said the old duck He does not look likeus Can he be a turkeyWe will see If he does not like the waterhe is not a duck                                                           mother         jumped         duckling          splash         swim           bigger          called         began          littleThe next day the mother duck took her ducklings to the pondIllustration THE DUCK TAKES HER DUCKLINGS TO SWIMSplash Splash The mother duck was in the water Then she calledthe ducklings to come in They all jumped in and began to swim Thebig ugly duckling swam tooThe mother duck said He is not a turkey He is my own little duckHe will not be so ugly when he is bigger,24
+Produced by Avinash Kothare Tom Allen Juliet Sutherland Charles Franksand the Online Distributed Proofreading TeamPERSONAL EXPERIENCE OF A PHYSICIANWITHAN APPEAL TO THE MEDICAL AND CLERICAL PROFESSIONSANDAN APPENDIXA REVIEW OF CHRIST AND THE TEMPERANCE QUESTIONIN THE CHRISTIAN UNIONBYJOHN ELLIS MDCONTENTSCHAPTER IPERSONAL MEDICAL EXPERIENCE OK A PHYSICIANCHAPTER IIWHY EVERY PHYSICIAN SHOULD EXAMINE HOMOEOPATHYCHAPTER IIIDANGERS THAT RESULT FROM THE ALLOPATHIC TREATMENT OF DISEASESCHAPTER IVPERSONAL RELIGIOUS EXPERIENCE OF A PHYSICIANCHAPTER VTHE DAWN OF A NEW DISPENSATIONCHAPTER VIA NEW DAY TO OUR EARTHCHAPTER VIITHE WANTS OF THE CHRISTIAN CHURCHCHAPTER VIIIRESTRAINING AND CURING SPIRITUAL AND NATURAL DISEASESCHAPTER IXPERSONAL EXPERIENCE CONTINUED AND EFFORTSCHAPTER XFINAL APPEAL TO THE CLERGYADDENDUMA REVIEW OF CHRIST AND THE TEMPERANCE QUESTIONIN THE CHRISTIAN UNIONPERSONAL EXPERIENCE OF A PHYSICIANCHAPTER IWe all admit that every one who attempts to act as a physician shouldstrive to qualify himself or herself for the work by obtaining the besteducation which our medical schools afford for to physicians areintrusted not simply the property or money but the very lives of theirfellowcitizens As the responsibility is great so the duty of preparingones self before commencing practice and of keeping fully abreast of allnew and valuable discoveries in the art of healing is equally great Aphysician should not be led blindly by his teachers and prominent medicalwriters and so strongly confirm himself in the theories and views whichthey proclaim that he cannot without prejudice examine new views andtheories with due care It has been said that when Harvey discovered thetrue course of the circulation of the blood there was not a singleprofessor in the medical colleges of England over fifty years of age whoever believed the heresy as his discovery was called However this mayhave been it is certain that professors and prominent medical writers arenot always the first to see and recognize the truth even when it isclearly presented to their noticeA native of western Massachusetts I studied medicine with an intelligentand worthy physician in my native town and attended two and onehalfcourses of medical lectures at the Berkshire Medical College atPittsfield Mass and graduated in 1841 and during the following winter Iattended the Medical College at Albany N Y devoting a large portion ofmy time to dissecting After finishing at Albany I visited various placesin western and central Massachusetts and operated on eyes for strabismusor crosseyesan operation which had then been recently introduced forthat deformity after which I settled at Chesterfield Mass andcommenced practicing medicine where I remained about one yearOne day I visited Northampton and calling on a physician with whom I wasacquainted I found upon his table a homoeopathic book Why I exclaimedwith astonishment you are not studying homoeopathy are you Yes hereplied I am studying it and trying the remedies cautiously and hewent on to describe cases which he had treated satisfactorily by the use ofthe remedies and among them a case of pleurisy and one of intermittentfever and he wound up by saying Now if you will go down the street to abookstore and purchase Hulls Jahr in two volumes I will give you halfa dozen homoeopathic remedies and you can try them for yourselfHere was a dilemma Never until that hour had I ever heard homoeopathyspoken of by either a medical professor or one of my professionalbrethren except with contempt and ridicule But I said to myself ifthere is any truth in homoeopathy I ought to know it and I cannot treatthis physicians testimony with contempt and it is a duty which I owe tomy fellowmen and especially to my patients to investigate the new systemcarefully I immediately went and purchased the books and he give me sixbottles of medicine and I took them back with me to Chesterfield Iremember making but one Homoeopathic prescription before leavingChesterfield and that was for a case of uterine hemorrhage which I hadtreated unsuccessfully for some time with allopathic remedies I lookedover my Homoeopathic books carefully and found that China cinchona wasindicated As that remedy was not among the bottles of medicated pelletswhich my medical friend had given me I directed that one drop of theordinary tincture of Peruvian bark should be dropped into a glass of waterand that after stirring it well one teaspoonful of the solution thus madeshould be given three or four times a day The patient commenced improvingimmediately and was soon wellSoon after that I removed to Grand Rapids Michigan and commenced anew thepractice of medicine I then had neither the knowledge nor the faith inhomoeopathy which I thought would justify me in treating any serious caseof disease with homoeopathic remedies but I did not neglect to study thenew books One day a friend of my younger days who was residing at GrandHaven came into my office and said that he had been suffering from thetoothache for several days and that he did not like to have the toothextracted and he wanted to know if I could do anything for it withoutextracting it I told him that I had recently obtained some homoeopathicbooks and remedies and that I had noticed that remedies were spoken of fortoothache So I looked over my books and selected Belladonna as the remedysuitable in his case and gave him a dose of it and other doses to takewith him if he needed them We talked in the office for a short time andthen we walked up to the hotel where he was stopping as we entered hestood still a moment and remarked Well my tooth does not ache asseverely as it did I saw him weeks afterward and he told me that he hadnot had the toothache from the hour he took the medicineAway in that new place then a village of about one thousand inhabitantswith no homoeopathic physician within a hundred miles of me I commencedcautiously the use of the new remedies first in mild cases of disease andin cases where Allopathic treatment failed to produce the desired effectAmong the first of the serious cases where I used the remedies was a caseof pneumonia A young man had been very sick with that disease for manydays I had,9
+Transcribed from the 1919 Gay and Hancock edition by David Priceemail ccx074coventryacukPOEMS OF SENTIMENTContents   Double Carnations   Never Mind   Two Women   It All Will Come Out Right   A Warning   Shrines   The Watcher   Swimming Song   The Law   Love Time and Will   The Two Ages   Couleur de Rose   Last Love   Lifes Track   An Ode to Time   Regret and Remorse   Easter Morn   Blind   The Yellowcovered Almanac   The Little White Hearse   Realisation   Success   The Lady and the Dame   Heaven and Hell   Loves Supremacy   The Eternal Will   Insight   A Womans Love   The Paean of Peace   Has Been   Dutys Path   March   The End of the Summer   Sun Shadows   He that Looketh   An Erring Womans Love   A Song of Republics   Memorial Day1892   When baby Souls Sail Out   To Another Womans Baby   Diamonds   Rubies   Sapphires   Turquoise   Reform   A Minor Chord   Deaths Protest   September   Wail of an Oldtimer   Was Is and Yettobe   Mistakes   Dual   The Allcreative Spark   Be not Content   Action   Two Roses   Satiety   A Solar Eclipse   A Suggestion   The Depths   Lifes Opera   The Salt Seawind   New Year   Concentration   Thoughts   LuckDOUBLE CARNATIONS   A wild Pink nestled in a garden bedA rich Carnation flourished high above her   One day he chanced to see her pretty headAnd leaned and looked again and grew to love her   The Moss her humble mother saw with fearThe ardent glances of the princely stranger   With many an anxious thought and dewy tearShe sought to hide her darling from this danger   The gardenerguardian of this noble budA cruel trellis interposed between them   No common Pink should mate with royal bloodHe said and sought in every way to wean them   The poor Pink pined and faded day by dayHer restless lover from his prison bower   Called in a priestly bee who passed that wayAnd sent a message to the sorrowing flower   The fainting Pink wept as the bee drew nearDroning his prayers and begged him to confess her   Her weary mother overtaxed by fearSlept while the priest leaned low to shrive and bless her   But lo ere long the tale went creeping outThe rich Carnation and the Pink were married   The cunning bee had brought the thing aboutWhile Mamma Moss in Slumbers arms had tarried   And proud descendants of that loving pairThe offspring of that true and ardent passion   Are famous for their beauty everywhereAnd leaders in the floral world of fashionNEVER MINDWhatever your work and whatever its worth   No matter how strong or cleverSome one will sneer if you pause to hear   And scoff at your best endeavourFor the target art has a broad expanse   And wherever you chance to hit itThough close be your aim to the bullseye fame   There are those who will never admit itThough the house applauds while the artist plays   And a smiling world adores himSomebody is there with an ennuied air   To say that the acting bores himFor the tower of art has a lofty spire   With many a stair and landingAnd those who climb seem small ofttime   To one at the bottom standingSo work along in your chosen niche   With a steady purpose to nerve youLet nothing men say who pass your way   Relax your courage or swerve youThe idle will flock by the Temple of Art   For just the pleasure of gazingBut climb to the top and do not stop   Though they may not all be praisingTWO WOMENI know two women and one is chasteAnd cold as the snows on a winter wasteStainless ever in act and thoughtAs a man born dumb in speech errs notBut she has malice toward her kindA cruel tongue and a jealous mindVoid of pity and full of greedShe judges the world by her narrow creedA brewer of quarrels a breeder of hateYet she holds the key to Societys GateThe other woman with heart of flameWent mad for a love that marred her nameAnd out of the grave of her murdered faithShe rose like a soul that has passed through deathHer aims are noble her pity so broadIt covers the world like the mercy of GodA soother of discord a healer of woesPeace follows her footsteps wherever she goesThe worthier life of the two no doubtAnd yet Society locks her outIT ALL WILL COME OUT RIGHTWhatever is a cruel wrong   Whatever is unjustThe honest years that speed along   Will trample in the dustIn restless youth I railed at fate   With all my puny mightBut now I know if I but wait   It all will come out rightThough Vice may don the judges gown   And play the censors partAnd Fact be cowed by Falsehoods frown   And Nature ruled by artThough Labour toils through blinding tears   And idle Wealth is mightI know the honest earnest years   Will bring it all out rightThough poor and loveless creeds may pass   For pure religions goldThough ignorance may rule the mass   While truth meets glances coldI,3
+Charles Aldarondo Charles Franks and the Online Distributed ProofreadingTeamIllustration What are you doing up hereQUILLS WINDOWBY GEORGE BARR McCUTCHEONFRONTISPIECE BYC ALLAN GILBERTCONTENTSCHAPTER    I THE FORBIDDEN ROCK   II THE STORY THE OLD MAN TOLD  III COURTNEY THANE   IV DOWDS TAVERN    V TRESPASS   VI CHARLIE WEBSTER ENTERTAINS  VII COURTNEY APPEARS IN PUBLIC VIII ALIX THE THIRD   IX A MIDOCTOBER DAY    X THE CHIMNEY CORNER   XI THANE VISITS TWO HOUSES  XII WORDS AND LETTERS XIII THE OLD INDIAN TRAIL  XIV SUSPICION   XV THE FACE AT THE WINDOW  XVI ROSABEL XVII SHADOWSXVIII MR GILFILLAN IS PUZZLED  XIX BRINGING UP THE PAST   XX THE DISAPPEARANCE OF ROSABEL VICK  XXI OUT OF THE NIGHT XXII THE THROWER OF STONESXXIII A MESSAGE AND ITS ANSWER XXIV AT QUILLS WINDOWQUILLS WINDOWCHAPTER ITHE FORBIDDEN ROCKA young man and an old one sat in the shade of the willows besidethe wide still river The glare of a hot August sun failed topenetrate the shelter in which they idled out upon the slowglidingriver it beat relentlessly creating a pale thin vapour thatclung close to the shimmering surface and dazzled the eye with anevershifting glaze The air was lifeless sultry stifling not aleaf not a twig in the tall drooping willows moved unless stirredby the passage of some vagrant birdThe older man sat on the ground his back against the trunk of atree that grew so near to the edge that it seemed on the point oftoppling over to shatter the smooth green mirror below Some of itssturdy exposed roots reached down from the bank into the waterwhere they caught and held the drift from upstreamreeds andtwigs and matted grassa dirty sickly mass that swished lazilyon the flank of the slowmoving currentThe water here in the shade was deep and clear and limpid contrastingsharply with the steelwhite surface out beyondThe young man occupied a decrepit camp stool placed convenientlyagainst the trunk of another tree hard by A discarded bamboo rodlay beside him on the bank the hook and line hopelessly tangledin the drift below He smoked cigarettesHis companion held a wellchewed black cigar in the viselike cornerof his mouth His hook and line were far out in the placid wateran ordinary cork serving as a bob from which his dreary unwaveringgaze seldom shiftedI guess theyre through bitin for today he remarked after along unbroken silenceHow many have we got inquired the other languidlyBetween us weve got twentyfour Thats a fairsized mess Sunfishdont make much of a showing unless you get a barrel of emGood eating though mused the young manFried in butter supplemented the other What time is itHalfpast nineWell thats just about what Id figured Ive been fishin inthis hole for something like forty years off and on and Ivefound out that these here sunfish get through breakfast at exactlyeighteen minutes past nine I always allow about ten minutes leewayin case one or two of em might have been out late the night beforeor somethingbut as a general thing theyre pretty doggonedprompt for breakfast Specially in August Even a fish is lazy inAugust Look at that fishworm By gosh its BOILED That showsyou how hot the water isHe removed the worm from the hook and slowly began to twist thepole in the more or less perfunctory process of winding up theline The young man looked on disinterestedlyAint you going to untangle that line inquired the old manjerking his thumbWhats the use The worm is dead by this time and God knowsI prefer to let him rest in peace The quickest way to untangle aline is to do it like thisHe severed it with his pocketknifeA line like that costs twentyfive cents said the old man atrace of dismay in his voiceThats what it cost when it was new drawled the other Youforget its been a secondhand article since eight oclock thismorningand whats a secondhand fishline worthtell me thatHow much would you give in the open market or at an auction salefor a secondhand fishlineI guess wed better be gittin back to the house said the otherignoring the question Got to clean these fish if were expectinto have em for dinneror lunch as you fellers call it Illbet your grandfather never called it lunch And as for him callinsupper DINNERwhy by crickey he NEVER got drunk enough forthatMore than that said the young man calmly he never saw a cigaretteor a telephone or a Ford or a safetyrazoror a lot of otherthings that have sprung up since he cashed in his checks To besure he did see a few things Ive never seensuch as claypipescanal boats horsehair sofas topboots and ragcarpetsand heprobably saw Abraham Lincolnbut for all that Id rather bewhere I am today than where he isand Im not saying he isnt inheaven eitherThe older mans eyes twinkled I dont think hes any nearer heaventhan he was forty years agoand hes been dead just about thatlong He wasnt what youd call a farseeing manand youve gotto look a long ways ahead if you want to see heaven Your grandmasin heaven all rightand Ill bet she was the most surprised mortalthat ever got inside the pearly gates if she found him there aheadof her Like as not she would have backed out thinking shed gotinto the wrong place by mistake And if he IS up there I bet hesmaking the place an everlastin hell for her Yep your grandpa wasabout as mean as they make em As you say he didnt know anythingabout cigarettes but he made up for it by runnin after women andfast horsesor maybe it was hosses and fast womenand cheatinthe eye teeth out of everybody he had any dealings withI dont understand how he happened to die young If all these thingswere true about him said the other lighting a fresh cigaretteand drawing in a deep full breath of the pungent smoke The oldman waited a few seconds,13
+Scanned and proofed by David Price email ccx074coventryacukA Reading Of LifeContentsA Reading of LifeThe Vital ChoiceA Reading of LifeWith The HuntressA Reading of LifeWith The PersuaderA Reading of LifeThe Test of ManhoodThe Cageing of AresThe NightWalkThe Hueless LoveSong In The SonglessUnion In DisseveranceThe Burden of StrengthThe Main RegretAlternationHawardenAt the CloseForest HistoryA Garden IdylForesight And PatienceThe Invective of AchillesThe Invective of AchillesV 225Marshalling of the AchaiansAgamemnon in the FightParis and DiomedesHypnos on IdaClash in Arms of the Achaians And TrojansThe Horses of AchillesThe Mares of the CamarguePoem  A Reading of LifeThe Vital ChoiceIOr shall we run with ArtemisOr yield the breast to AphroditeBoth are mightyBoth give blissEach can torture if dividedEach claims worship undividedIn her wake would have us wallowIIYouth must offer on bent kneesHomage unto one or otherEarth the motherThis decreesAnd unto the pallid ScytherEither points us shun we eitherShun or too devoutly followPoem  A Reading of LifeWith The HuntressThrough the watereye of nightMidway between eve and dawnSee the chase the rout the flightIn deep forest oread faunGoatfoot antlers laid on neckRavenous all the line for speedSee yon wavy sparkle beckSign of the Virgin Ladys leadDown her course a serpent starCoils and shatters at her heelsPeals the horn exulting pealsPlaintive is it near or farHuntress arrowy to pursueIn and out of woody glenUnder cliffs that tear the blueOver torrent over fenShe and forest where she skimsFeathery darken and relumeThose are her whitelightning limbsCleaving loads of leafy gloomMountains hear her and call backShrewd with night  a frosty wailDistant  her the emerald valeFolds and wonders in her trackNow her retinue is leanMany rearward streams the chaseEager forth of covert seenOne hot tide the rapturous raceQuivercharged and crescentcrownedUp on a flash the lighted moundLeaps she bow to shoulder shaftStrung to barb with archers craftLegs like plaited lyrechords feetSongs to see past pitch of sweetFearful swiftness they outrunShaggy wildness grey or dunChallenge charge of tusks eludeTheirs the dance to tame the rudeBeast and beast in manhood tameFollow we their silver flamePride of flesh from bondage freeReaping vigour of its wasteMarks her servitors and sheSanctifies the unembracedNought of perilous she reeksValour clothes her open breastSweet beyond the thrill of sexHallowed by the sex confessedHuntress arrowy to pursueColder she than sunless dewShe that breath of upper airAy but never lyrist sangDraught of Bacchus never sprangBlood the bliss of Gods to shareHigh oer sweep of eagle wingsLike the run with her when ringsClear her rally and her dartIn the forests cavern heartTells of her victorious aimThen is pause and chatter cheerLaughter at some satyr lameLooks upon the fallen deerMeasuring his noble crestHere a favourite in her trainForemost mid her nymphs caressedAll applauded  Shall she reignWorshipped  O to be with her thereShe that breath of nimble airLifts the breast to giant powerMaid and man and man and maidWho each other would devourElsewhere by the chase betrayedThere are comrades led by herMaidpreserver manmakerPoem  A Reading of LifeWith The PersuaderWho murmurs hither hither  whoWhere nought is audible so fills the earWhere nought is visible can make appearA veil with eyes that waver throughLike twilights pledge of blessed night to comeOr day most golden  All unseen and dumbShe breathes she moves inviting fleesIs lost and leaves the thrilled desireTo clasp and strike a slackened lyreTill over smiles of hyacinth seasFlame in a crystal vessel sailsBeneath a dome of jewelled sprayFor land that drops the rosy dayOn nights of throbbing nightingalesLandward did the wonder flitOr hearts desire of her all earth in itWe saw the heavens fling down their roseOn rapturous waves we saw her glideThe pearly seashell half encloseThe shoal of seanymphs flush the tideAnd we afire to kiss her feet no moreBehold than tracks along a startled shoreWith brightened edges of dark leaves that feignAn ambush hoped as heartless night remainMore closely warmly  hither hither sheThe very she called forth by ripened bloodFor its next breath of being murmurs sheAllurement she fulfilment sheThe stream within us urged to floodMans cry earths answer heavens consent O sheMaid woman and divinityOur overearthly innerearthly mateUnmated she our hunger and our fruitUntasted she our written fateUnread Lifes flowering Lifes rootUnread divined unseen beheldThe evanescent everpresent sheGreat Natures stern necessityIn radiance clothed to softness quelledWith a swords edge of sweetness keen to takeOur breath for bliss our hearts for fulness breakThe murmur hushes down the veil is rentMans cry earths answer heavens consentHer form is given to pardoned sightAnd lets our mortal eyes receiveThe sovereign loveliness of celestial whiteAdored by them who solitarily paceIn dusk of the underworlds perpetual eveThe paths among the meadow asphodelRemembering  Never there her faceIs planetary reddens to shore seashellAround such whiteness the enamoured airOf noon that clothes her never thereDaughter of light the joyful lightShe stands unveiled to nuptial sightSweet in her disregard of aidDivine to conquer or persuadeA fountain jets from moss a flowerBends gently where her sunset tresses showerBy guerdon of her brilliance may be seenWith eyelids unabashed the passions QueenShorn of attendant Graces she can useHer natural snares to make her will supremeA simple nymph it is inclined to museBefore the leader foot shall dip in streamOne arm at curve along a rounded thighHer firm new breasts each pointing its own wayA knee half bent to shade its fellow shyWhere innocence not nature signals nayThe bud of fresh virginity awaitsThe wooer and all roseate will she burstShe touches on the hour of happy matesStill is she unaware she wakens thirstAnd while commanding blissful sight believeIt holds her as a body strained to breastDown on the underworlds perpetual eveShe plunges the possessor dispossessedAnd bids believe that image heaving warmIs lost to float like torchsmoke after flameThe phantom any breeze blows out of formA thirsts delusion a defeated aimThe rapture shed the torture weavesThe direst blow on human heart she dealsThe pain to know the seen deceivesNought true but what insufferably feelsAnd stabs of her delicious noteThat is as heavenly light to hearing heardThrough shelter leaves the laughter from her throatWe answer as the midnights mornings birdShe laughs,0
+Produced by Vital Debroey Charles Franksand the Online Distributed Proofreading TeamRIGHT ROYALby JOHN MASEFIELDNOTEThe persons horses and events described in this poem areimaginary No reference is made to any living person or horse                                               JOHN MASEFIELD                          PART I                        RIGHT ROYALAn hour before the race they talked togetherA pair of lovers in the mild March weatherCharles Cothill and the golden lady EmBeautiful Englands hands had fashioned themHe was from Sleins that manor up the LitheRiding the Downs had made his body blitheStalwart he was and springy hardened swiftAble for perfect speed with perfect thriftMan to the core yet moving like a ladDark honest eyes with merry gaze he hadA fine firm mouth and windtan on his skinHe was to ride and ready to beginHe was to ride Right Royal his own horseIn the English Chasers Cup on Compton CourseUnder the pale coat reaching to his spursOne saw his colours which were also hersNarrow alternate bars of blue and whiteBlue as the speedwells eye and silver brightWhat with hard work and waiting for the raceTrouble and strain were marked upon his faceMen would have said that something worried himShe was a golden lady dainty trimAs like the love time as laburnum blossomMirth truth and goodness harboured in her bosomPure colour and pure contour and pure graceMade the sweet marvel of her singing faceShe was the very maytime that comes inWhen hawthorns bud and nightingales beginTo see her tread the redtippt daisies whiteIn the green fields all golden with delightWas to believe Queen Venus come againShe was as dear as sunshine after rainSuch loveliness this golden lady hadAll lovely things and pure things made her gladBut most she loved the things her lover lovedThe windy Downlands where the kestrels rovedThe sea of grasses that the wind runs overWhere blundering beetles drunken from the cloverStumble about the startled passerbyThere on the great grass underneath the skyShe loved to ride with him for hours on hoursSmelling the seasoned grass and those small flowersMilkworts and thymes that grow upon the DownsThere from a chalk edge they would see the townsSmoke above trees by day or spires of churchesGleaming with swinging windcocks on their perchesOr windows flashing in the light or trainsBurrowing below white smoke across the plainsBy night the darkness of the valley setWith scattered lights to where the ridges metAnd three great glares making the heaven dunOxford and Wallingford and AbingdonDear in an hour said Charles the race beginsBefore I start I must confess my sinsFor I have sinned and now it troubles meI saw that you were sad said EmilyBefore I speak said Charles I must premiseYou were not here to help me to be wiseAnd something happened difficult to tellEven if I sinned I feel I acted wellFrom inspiration mad as that may seemJust at the grey of dawn I had a dreamIt was the strangest dream I ever hadIt was the dream that drove me to be madI dreamed I stood upon the racecourse hereWatching a blinding rainstorm blowing clearAnd as it blew away I said aloudThat rain will make soft going on the ploughedAnd instantly I saw the whole great courseThe grass the brooks the fences toppt with gorseGleam in the sun and all the ploughland shoneBlue like a marsh though now the rain had goneAnd in my dream I said That plough will beTerrible work for some but not for meNot for Right Royal             And a voice said NoNot for Right Royal             And I looked and loThere was Right Royal speaking at my sideThe horses very self and yet his hideWas like what shall I say like pearl on fireA white soft glow of burning that did twireLike soft whiteheat with every breath he drewA glow with utter brightness running throughMost splendid though I cannot make you seeHis great crest glittered as he looked at meCriniered with spitting sparks he stamped the groundAll cock and fire trembling like a houndAnd glad of me and eager to declareHis horses mind                  And I was made awareThat being a horse his mind could only sayFew things to me He said It is my dayMy day today I shall not have anotherAnd as he spoke he seemed a younger brotherMost near and yet a horse and then he grinnedAnd tossed his crest and crinier to the windAnd looked down to the Water with an eyeAll fire of soul to gallop dreadfullyAll this was strange but then a stranger thingCame afterwards I woke all shiveringWith wonder and excitement yet with dreadLest the dream meant that Royal should be deadLest he had died and come to tell me soI hurried out no need to hurry thoughThere he was shining like a morning starNow hark You know how cold his manners areNever a whinny for his dearest friendToday he heard me at the courtyard endHe left his breakfast with a shattering callA View Halloo and swinging in his stallRan up to nuzzle me with signs of joyIt staggered Harding and the stableboyAnd Harding said Whats come to him todayHe must have had a dream he beat the bayNow that was strange and what was stranger thisI know he tried to say those words of hisIt is my day and Harding turned to meIt,1
+Produced by Ralph Zimmerman Charles Franksand the Online Distributed Proofreading TeamArmy Boys on German SoilIllustration One move and Ill blow your brains out hesnappedARMY BOYS ON GERMAN SOILOur Doughboys Quelling the MobsBYHOMER RANDALLAUTHOR OF ARMY BOYS IN FRANCE ARMY BOYS ON THE FIRING LINEARMY BOYS MARCHING INTO GERMANY ETCARMY BOYS ON GERMAN SOILCONTENTSCHAPTERI THE FLASH FROM THE GUNSII WRAPPED IN MYSTERYIII CAUGHT IN A STORMIV THE RUINED CASTLEV CONSPIRATORSVI THE BAFFLED PLOTTERSVII A CLOSE CALLVIII JUST IN TIMEIX THE COLONELS WARNINGX FROM THE SKYXI MARSHAL FOCH AND GENERAL PERSHINGXII TORN FROM MOORINGSXIII GERMAN RIOTINGXIV ON THE TRAILXV A BARE CHANCEXVI RAISING THE TRAP DOORXVII A PERILOUS SITUATIONXVIII THE CRITICAL MOMENTXIX TURNING THE TABLESXX THE CLAWS OF THE HUNSXXI SQUARING ACCOUNTSXXII WILL THE GERMANS SIGNXXIII ON THE VERGE OF DISCOVERYXXIV THE DEADLY PHIALXXV THE TREATY SIGNEDARMY BOYS ON GERMAN SOILCHAPTER ITHE FLASH FROM THE GUNSI tell you Bart I dont like the looks of things remarkedFrank Sheldon to his chum Bart Raymond as the two stood on acorner in the German city of Coblenz on the RhineWhats on your mind inquired Bart as he drew the collar of hisraincoat more snugly around his neck and turned his back to thesleetladen wind that was fairly blowing a gale I dont seeanything to get stirred up about except this abominable weatherIts all I can do to keep my feetIt is a pretty tough night to be out on patrol duty agreedFrank But it wasnt that I was thinking about Its the waythese Huns have been acting latelyAre you thinking of that sergeant of ours that was found stabbedto death the other night asked Bart with quickened interestNot so much that replied Frank although thats one of thethings that shows the way the wind is blowing But its the surlyway the whole population is acting Havent you noticed itThere certainly is a difference admitted Bart Everything waspeaches and cream when we first came The people fairly fell overthemselves in trying to tell us how glad they were to have theAmericans here instead of the French and English Now theyregetting chesty again A couple of fellows passed me a little whileago who looked at me as if theyd like to slip a knife into me ifthey daredThey hate us all right declared Frank It makes them sore asthe mischief to have Americans keeping the watch on the RhineTheyre mad enough to bite nails every time theyre reminded ofitAnd thats pretty often laughed Bart for they cant go outinto the street without seeing an American uniform somewhereWeve got this old town pretty well policed and if any troublestarts well put it down in a jiffyWell troubles coming all right prophesied Frank There arelots of new faces in the city fellows who seem to have come fromthe outside You know Germanys being ripped up the backeverywhere by mobs and the red flag is flying in Berlin I have ahunch that these outsiders have come to start the same thinghereIf they do theyll get more than they bargained for said Bartgrimly Theyll find theyre monkeying with a buzz saw What ourfellows would do to them would be a sin and a shame But here comeTom and Billy if Im any sort of a guesserRight you are replied Frank as he descried two uniformedfigures approaching their heads bent away from the icy gale whichwas increasing in fury as the night wore onHello fellows was the greeting that came from one of thenewcomers as they came into the flickering light of the streetlamp near which Frank Sheldon and Bart Raymond were standingThis is a dandy night to be out patrollingI dont thinkA good night for ducks Tom replied Frank with a laughFor polar bears if you ask me put in Billy Waldon Tomscompanion as he shook the drops from his raincoat How would itbe to be back in the barracks just now lapping up a smoking hotcup of coffee Oh boyIt wouldnt be bad Bart was beginning when suddenly a riflecracked and a bullet whizzed by so close that it nearly grazed TomBradfords earShelter fellows shouted Frank as he leaped for an adjacenthallwayHis companions followed him quickly and crouching in the hallthey peered out into the darkness to see if they could detect thewhereabouts of the wouldbe assassinBut everything was quiet except for the roaring of the gale andthe street seemed to be emptyMight as well look for a needle in a haystack muttered TomBradford We dont even know the direction from which the shotcame You can bet that skunk made tracks as soon as he firedIt was a mighty close call for you Tom remarked Billy A halfinch closer and you would have been a gonerIt would have been hard luck to have been laid out now afterhaving come through that Argonne fighting alive grumbled TomId just like to have my hands right now on the cowardly Heiniewho tried to snuff me outDont you see Bart that I was right when I told you thattrouble was brewing remarked FrankI guess you were old manIts because weve been too confoundedly easy with thesefellows snorted Billy wrathfully Weve gone on the theory thatif we treated em white and gave em a square deal theydappreciate it and behave themselves We might have known betterThe French and English know these ginks better than we do andtheyve put the boots into them from the start growled TomTheres been no nambypamby dealing with the Huns in the bridgeheads where theyve held control Theyve made the Boches walkSpanish If they didnt uncover when the flag went by theyknocked their hats off for them They know that the only argumentthat a Hun understands is force and theyve gone on that theoryright along And as a consequence the Heinies dont dare to peepin the districts where the French and English run things We oughtto take a leaf from their books and do the sameThats our goodnatured American way of doing things said BartBut were due to stiffen up a bit now Were not going to standfor attempts to,1
+Produced by Charles Franks and the Online Distributed Proofreading TeamTHE IRON TRAILBy REX BEACHAuthor of THE AUCTION BLOCK RAINBOWS END THE SPOILERS EtcCONTENTSCHAPTER    I IN WHICH THE TIDE TAKES A HAND   II HOW A GIRL APPEARED OUT OF THE NIGHT  III THE IRISH PRINCE   IV HOW A JOURNEY ENDED AT HOPE    V WHEREIN WE SEE CURTIS GORDON AND OTHERS   VI THE DREAMER  VII THE DREAM VIII IN WHICH WE COME TO OMAR   IX WHEREIN GORDON SHOWS HIS TEETH    X IN WHICH THE DOCTOR SHOWS HIS WIT   XI THE TWO SIDES OF ELIZA VIOLET APPLETON  XII HOW GORDON FAILED IN HIS CUNNING XIII WE JOURNEY TO A PLACE OF MANY WONDERS  XIV HOW THE TRUTH CAME TO ELIZA   XV THE BATTLE OF GORDONS CROSSING  XVI THE FRUIT OF THE TEMPEST XVII HOW THE PRINCE BECAME A MANXVIII HOW THE MAN BECAME A PRINCE AGAIN  XIX MISS APPLETON MAKES A SACRIFICE   XX HOW GORDON CHANGED HIS ATTACK  XXI DAN APPLETON SLIPS THE LEASH XXII HOW THE HAZARD WAS PLAYEDXXIII A NEW CRISIS XXIV GORDONS FALL  XXV PREPARATIONS XXVI THE RACEXXVII HOW A DREAM CAME TRUEIIN WHICH THE TIDE TAKES A HANDThe ship stole through the darkness with extremest cautionfeeling her way past bay and promontory Around her was none ofthat phosphorescent glow which lies above the open ocean even onthe darkest night for the mountains ran down to the channel oneither side In places they overhung and where they lay upturnedagainst the dim sky it could be seen that they were mantled withheavy timber All day long the NEBRASKA had made her way throughan endless succession of straits and sounds now squeezingthrough an inlet so narrow that the somber spruce trees seemed tobe within a short stonesthrow again plowing across some openreach where the pulse of the north Pacific could be felt Outthrough the openings to seaward stretched the restless ocean onacross uncounted leagues to Saghalien and the rim of RussiasprisonyardAlways near at hand was the deep green of the Canadian forestsdenser darker than a tropic jungle for this was the land ofplenty waters The hillsides were carpeted kneedeep with mosswet to saturation Out of every gulch came a brawling streamwhipped to milkwhite frenzy snow lay heavy upon the higherlevels while now and then from farther inland peered a glacierlike some dead monster crushed between the granite peaks Therewere villages too and fishingstations and mines and quarriesThese burst suddenly upon the view then slipped past withdreamlike swiftness Other ships swung into sight rushed by andwere swallowed up in the labyrinthine maze asternThose passengers of the Nebraska who had never before traversedthe Inside Passage were loud in the praises of itspicturesqueness while those to whom the route was familiarseemed to find an everfresh fascination in its shifting scenesAmong the latter was Murray ONeil The whole north coast fromFlattery to St Elias was as well mapped in his mind as the faceof an old friend yet he was forever discovering new vistassurprising panoramas amazing variations of color and topographyThe mysterious rifts and passageways that opened and closed as ifto lure the ship astray the trackless confusion of islets thesiren song of the waterfalls the silent hills and glaciers andsnowsoaked forestsall appealed to him strongly for he was atheart a dreamerYet he did not forget that scenery such as this lovely as it isby day may be dangerous at night for he knew the weakness ofsteel hulls On some sides his experience and business traininghad made him sternly practical and prosaic Ships aroused nomanner of enthusiasm in him except as means to an end Railroadshad no glamour of romance in his eyes for having built a numberof them he had outlived all poetic notions regarding the ironhorse and once the rails were laid he was apt to lose interestin them Nevertheless he was almost poetic in his own quiet wayinterweaving practical thoughts with fanciful visions and heloved his dreams He was dreaming now as he leaned upon thebridge rail of the Nebraska peering into the gloom with watchfuleyes From somewhere to port came the occasional commands of theofficer on watch echoed instantly from the inky interior of thewheelhouse Up overside rose the whisper of rushing waters fromunderfoot came the rhythmic beat of the engines far below ONeilshook off his mood and began to wonder idly how long it would bebefore Captain Johnny would be ready for his nightcapHe always traveled with Johnny Brennan when he could manage itfor the two men were boon companions ONeil was wont to live inJohnnys cabin or on the bridge and their nightly libation tofriendship had come to be a matter of some ceremonyThe ships master soon appeared from the shadowsa short trimman with gray hairCome he cried its waiting for usONeil followed into Brennans luxurious welllit quarterswhere on a mahogany sideboard was a tray holding decantersiphon and glasses together with a bottle of ginger ale Thecaptain after he had mixed a beverage for his passenger openedthe bottle for himself They raised their glasses silentlyNow that youre past the worst of it remarked ONeil Isuppose youll turn in Youre getting old for a hard run likethis JohnnyCaptain Brennan snorted Old Im a better man than you yetIm a teetotaler thats why I discovered long ago that saltwater and whiskey dont mixONeil stretched himself out in one of Brennans easychairsReally he said I dont understand why a ship carries acaptain Now of what earthly use to the line are you forinstance except for your beauty which no doubt has its valuewith the women Ill admit you preside with some grace at thebest table in the diningsalon but your officers know thesechannels as well as you do They could make the run from Seattleto Juneau with their eyes shutIndeed they could not and neither could IOh well of course I have no respect for you as a man havingseen you without,13
+Produced by Miranda van de Heijning Juliet Sutherland Charles Franksand the Online Distributed Proofreading TeamREPRESENTATIVE MENSEVEN LECTURESBYRALPH WALDO EMERSON  I Uses of Great Men II Plato or the Philosopher    Plato New ReadingsIII Swedenborg or the Mystic IV Montaigne or the Skeptic  V Shakspeare or the Poet VI Napoleon or the Man of the WorldVII Goethe or the WriterI USES OF GREAT MENIt is natural to believe in great men If the companions of ourchildhood should turn out to be heroes and their condition regal itwould not surprise us All mythology opens with demigods and thecircumstance is high and poetic that is their genius is paramountIn the legends of the Gautama the first men ate the earth and foundit deliciously sweetNature seems to exist for the excellent The world is upheld by theveracity of good men they make the earth wholesome They who livedwith them found life glad and nutritious Life is sweet and tolerableonly in our belief in such society and actually or ideally we manageto live with superiors We call our children and our lands by theirnames Their names are wrought into the verbs of language their worksand effigies are in our houses and every circumstance of the dayrecalls an anecdote of themThe search after the great is the dream of youth and the most seriousoccupation of manhood We travel into foreign parts to find hisworksif possible to get a glimpse of him But we are put off withfortune instead You say the English are practical the Germans arehospitable in Valencia the climate is delicious and in the hillsof Sacramento there is gold for the gathering Yes but I do not travelto find comfortable rich and hospitable people or clear sky oringots that cost too much But if there were any magnet that wouldpoint to the countries and houses where are the persons who areintrinsically rich and powerful I would sell all and buy it and putmyself on the road todayThe race goes with us on their credit The knowledge that in the cityis a man who invented the railroad raises the credit of all thecitizens But enormous populations if they be beggars are disgustinglike moving cheese like hills of ants or of fleasthe more theworseOur religion is the love and cherishing of these patrons The gods offable are the shining moments of great men We run all our vesselsinto one mould Our colossal theologies of Judaism Christism BuddhismMahometism are the necessary and structural action of the human mindThe student of history is like a man going into a warehouse to buycloths or carpets He fancies he has a new article If he go to thefactory he shall find that his new stuff still repeats the scrollsand rosettes which are found on the interior walls of the pyramids ofThebes Our theism is the purification of the human mind Man canpaint or make or think nothing but man He believes that the greatmaterial elements had their origin from his thought And our philosophyfinds one essence collected or distributedIf now we proceed to inquire into the kinds of service we derive fromothers let us be warned of the danger of modern studies and beginlow enough We must not contend against love or deny the substantialexistence of other people I know not what would happen to us We havesocial strengths Our affection toward others creates a sort of vantageor purchase which nothing will supply I can do that by another whichI cannot do alone I can say to you what I cannot first say to myselfOther men are lenses through which we read our own minds Each manseeks those of different quality from his own and such as are goodof their kind that is he seeks other men and the otherest Thestronger the nature the more it is reactive Let us have the qualitypure A little genius let us leave alone A main difference betwixtmen is whether they attend their own affair or not Man is that nobleendogenous plant which grows like the palm from within outward Hisown affair though impossible to others he can open with celerity andin sport It is easy to sugar to be sweet and to nitre to be saltWe take a great deal of pains to waylay and entrap that which of itselfwill fall into our hands I count him a great man who inhabits a highersphere of thought into which other men rise with labor and difficultyhe has but to open his eyes to see things in a true light and in largerelations whilst they must make painful corrections and keep avigilant eye on many sources of error His service to us is of likesort It costs a beautiful person no exertion to paint her image onour eyes yet how splendid is that benefit It costs no more for awise soul to convey his quality to other men And every one can do hisbest thing easiest_Peu de moyens beaucoup deffet_ He is great whois what he is from nature and who never reminds us of othersBut he must be related to us and our life receive from him some promiseof explanation I cannot tell what I would know but I have observedthere are persons who in their character and actions answer questionswhich I have not skill to put One man answers some questions whichnone of his contemporaries put and is isolated The past and passingreligions and philosophies answer some other question Certain menaffect us as rich possibilities but helpless to themselves and totheir timesthe sport perhaps of some instinct that rules in theairthey do not speak to our want But the great are near we knowthem at sight They satisfy expectation and fall into place What isgood is effective generative makes for itself room food and alliesA sound apple produces seeda hybrid does not Is a man in his placehe is constructive fertile magnetic inundating armies with hispurpose which is thus executed The river makes its own shores andeach legitimate idea makes its own channels and welcomeharvest forfood institutions for expression,35
+Transcribed from the 1913 Hodder and Stoughton edition by DavidPrice email ccx074coventryacukTHE REVOLUTION IN TANNERS LANEPer various casus per tot discrimina rerumTendimus in Latium sedes ubi fata quietasOstendunt  Illic fas regna resurgere TrojaeDurate et vosmet rebus servate secundis VirgilBy diuers casis sere parrellis and sufferanceUnto Itaill we ettill aim quhare destanyeHas schap shaped for vs ane rest and quiet harbryePredestinatis thare Troye sall ryse aganeBe stout on prosper fortoun to remane Gwain Douglass translationCHAPTER ITHE WORLD OUTSIDEThe 20th April 1814 an almost cloudless perfectly sunny day sawall London astir  On that day Lewis the Eighteenth was to come fromHartwell in triumph summoned by France to the throne of hisancestors  London had not enjoyed too much gaiety that year  It wasthe year of the great frost  Nothing like it had been known in thememory of man  In the West of England where snow is rare roadswere impassable and mails could not be delivered  Four dead men weredug out of a deep drift about ten miles west of Exeter  Even atPlymouth close to the soft southwestern ocean the average depth ofthe fall was twenty inches and there was no other way of gettingeastwards than by packhorses  The Great North Road was completelyblocked and there was a barricade over it near Godmanchester of fromsix to ten feet high  The Oxford coach was buried  Some passengersinside were rescued with great difficulty and their lives werebarely saved  The Solway Firth at Workington resembled the ArcticSea and the Thames was so completely frozen over between Blackfriarsand London Bridges that people were able not only to walk acrossbut to erect booths on the ice  Coals of course rose to famineprices in London as it was then dependent solely upon watercarriagefor its supply  The Father of his people the Prince Regent wasmuch moved by the general distress of a large and meritorious classof industrious persons as he called them and issued a circular toall Lords Lieutenant ordering them to provide all practicable meansof removing obstructions from the highwaysHowever on this 20th April the London mob forgot the frost forgotthe quartern loaf and the national debt and prepared for a holidayinspired thereto not so much by Lewis the Eighteenth as by thewarmth and brilliant sky  There are two factors in all human blissan object and the subject  The object may be a trifle but thecondition of the subject is most important  Turn a man out with hisdigestion in perfect order with the spring in the air and in hisveins and he will cheer anything any Lewis Lord Liverpool dogcat or rat who may cross his path  Not that this is intended as asufficient explanation of the Bourbon reception  Far from it but itdoes mitigate it a trifle  At eleven oclock in the forenoon twotroops of the Oxford Blues drew up at Kilburn turnpike to await thesacred arrival  The Prince Regent himself went as far as Stanmore tomeet his August Brother  When the August Brother reached thevillage the excited inhabitants thereof took the horses out of thecarriage and drew him through the street  The Prince standing atthe door of the principal inn was in readiness to salute him andthis he did by embracing him  There have been some remarkableembraces in history  Joseph fell on Israels neck and Israel saidunto Joseph Now let me die since I have seen thy face Paulafter preaching at Ephesus calling the elders of the Church towitness that for the space of three years he ceased not to warnevery one night and day with tears kneeled down and prayed so thatthey all wept sore and fell on his neck  Romeo took a last embraceof Juliet in the vault and sealed the doors of breath with arighteous kiss  Penelope embraced Ulysses who was welcome to her asland is welcome to shipwrecked swimmers escaping from the greyseawaterthere have we say been some remarkable embraces on thisearth since time began but none more remarkable than that on thesteps of the Abercorn Arms  The Divine couple then drove in solemnprocession to town  From the park corner for threequarters of amile or so was a line of private carriages filled with mostfashionable people the ladies all standing on the seats  The FrenchRoyalist flag waved everywhere  All along the Kilburn Road thenthinly lined with houses it was triumphant and even the trees weredecorated with it  Arriving by way of Cumberland Gate at PiccadillyLewis was escorted amidst uproarious rejoicing to Grillons Hotelin Albemarle Street  There in reply to an address from the Princehe ascribed under Providence to his Royal Highness and theBritish people his present blissful condition and soon afterwardsbeing extremely tired went to bed  This was on a Wednesday  Thenext day Thursday His Sacred Majesty or Most Christian Majesty ashe was then called was solemnly made a Knight of the Garter theBishops of Salisbury and Winchester assisting  On Friday he receivedthe corporation of London and on Saturday the 23rd he prepared totake his departure  There was a great crowd in the street when hecame out of the hotel and immense applause the mob crying out Godbless your Majesty as if they owed him all they had and even theirlives  It was very touching people thought at the time and so itwas  Is there anything more touching than the waste of human loyaltyand love  As we read the history of the Highlands or a story ofJacobite loyalty such as that of Coopers Admiral Bluewater dear toboys we sadden that destiny should decree that in a world in whichpiety is not too plentiful it should run so pitifully to waste andthat men and women should weep hot tears and break their hearts overbranstuffing and waxAmidst the hooraying multitude that Saturday April morning was oneman at least Zachariah Coleman by name who did not hooray and didnot lift his hat even when the Sacred Majesty,13
+Transcribed from the 1889 Macmillan and Co edition by David Priceemail ccx074coventryacukSCENES AND CHARACTERS OR EIGHTEEN MONTHS AT BEECHCROFTPREFACEOf those who are invited to pay a visit to Beechcroft there are somewho honestly acknowledging that amusement is their object will becontent to feel with Lilias conjecture with Jane and get intoscrapes with Phyllis without troubling themselves to extract anymoral from their proceedings and to these the Mohun family wouldonly apologise for having led a very humdrum life during the eighteenmonths spent in their companyThere may however be more unreasonable visitors who professingonly to come as parents and guardians expect entertainment forthemselves as well as instruction for those who had rather it wasout of sightlook for antiques in carved cherrystonesandrequire plot incident and catastrophe in a chronicle of small beerTo these the Mohuns beg respectfully to observe that they hope theirexamples may not be altogether devoid of indirect instruction andlest it should be supposed that they lived without object aim orprinciple they would observe that the maxim which has influenced thedelineation of the different Scenes and Characters is that feelingunguided and unrestrained soon becomes mere selfishness while thesimple endeavour to fulfil each immediate claim of duty may lead tothe highest acts of selfdevotionNEW COURT BEECHCROFT18th JanuaryPREFACE 1886Perhaps this book is an instance to be adduced in support of theadvice I have often given to young authorsnot to print before theythemselves are old enough to do justice to their freshest ideasNot that I can lay claim to its being a production of tender andinteresting youth  It was my second actual publication and Ibelieve I was of age before it appearedbut I see now the failuresthat more experience might have enabled me to avoid and I would notagain have given it to the world if the same characters recurring inanother story had not excited a certain desire to see their firststartIn fact they have been more or less my lifelong companions  Analmost solitary child with periodical visits to the Elysium of alarge family it was natural to dream of other children and theirways and sports till they became almost realities  They took shapewhen my French master set me to write letters for him  The lettersgradually became conversation and narrative and the adventures ofthe family sweetened the toils of French composition  In theexigencies of village school building in those days gone by beforein every placeIt there behoved him to set up the standard of her Gracethe tale was actually printed for private sale as a link betweentranslations of short storiesThis process only stifled the family in my imagination for a timeThey awoke once more with new names but substantially the same andwere my companions in many a solitary walk the results of which werescribbled down in leisure moments to be poured into my mothers everpatient and sympathetic earsAnd then came the impulse to literature for young people given by theexample of that memorable book the Fairy Bower and followed up byAmy Herbert  It was felt that elder children needed something of adeeper tone than the Edgeworthian style yet less directly religiousthan the Sherwood class of books and on that wave of opinion mylittle craft floated out into the great sea of the publicFriends whose kindness astonished me and fills me with gratitudewhen I look back on it gave me seasonable criticism and pruning andfinally launched me  My heroes and heroines had arranged themselvesso as to work out a definite principle and this was enough for usallChildrens books had not been supposed to require a plot  MissEdgeworths which I still continue to think gems in their own lineare made chronicles or more truly illustrations of various truthsworked out upon the same personages  Moreover the skill of a JaneAusten or a Mrs Gaskell is required to produce a perfect plotwithout doing violence to the ordinary events of an everyday lifeIt is all a matter of arrangement  Mrs Gaskell can make a perfectlittle plot out of a sick lad and a canary bird and another can donothing with half a dozen murders and an explosion and of arrangingmy materials so as to build up a story I was quite incapable  It isstill my great deficiency but in those days I did not evenunderstand that the attempt was desirable  Criticism was a morethorough thing in those times than it has since become through themultiplicity of books to be hurried over and it was often veryuseful as when it taught that such arrangement of incident was themeans of developing the leading ideaYet with all its faults the children who had been real to mecaught chiefly by the youthful sense of fun and enjoyment theattention of other children and the curious semibelief one has inthe phantoms of ones brain made me dwell on their after life andshare my discoveries with my friends not however writing them downtill after the lapse of all these years the tenderness inspired byassociations of early days led to taking up once more the oldcharacters in The Two Sides of the Shield and the kind welcome thishas met with has led to the resuscitation of the crude andinexperienced tale which never pretended to be more than a merefamily chronicleC M YONGE6th October 1886CHAPTER ITHE ELDER SISTERReturn and in the daily round  Of duty and of loveThou best wilt find that patient faith  That lifts the soul aboveEleanor Mohun was the eldest child of a gentleman of old family andgood property who had married the sister of his friend andneighbour the Marquis of Rotherwood  The first years of her lifewere marked by few events  She was a quiet steady useful girlfinding her chief pleasure in nursing and teaching her brothers andsisters and her chief annoyance in her mammas attempts to make hera fine lady but before she had reached her nineteenth year she hadlearnt to know real anxiety and sorrow  Her mother after sufferingmuch from grief at the loss of her two brothers fell into soalarming a state of health,13
+This eBook was produced by David Schwan davidschearthlinknetSculpture of the Exposition Palaces and CourtsDescriptive Notes on theArt of the Statuary at thePanamaPacific International ExpositionSan FranciscoBy Juliet JamesTo A Stirling Calder who has so ably managed the execution of thesculpture and to the vast body of sculptors and their workmen who havegiven the world such inspiration with their splendid work this book isdedicatedForewordWhat accents itself in the mind of the layman who makes even a cursorystudy of the sculptors and their works at the PanamaPacificInternational Exposition is the fine inspiring sincerity and upliftthat each man brings to his work One cannot be a great sculptorotherwiseThe sculptors work calls for steadfastness of purpose through longyears of study acute observation the highest standards fineintellectual ability and above all a decided universalism  otherwisethe world soon passes him byIt is astonishing to see brought together the work of so many reallygreat sculptors America has a very large number of talented menexpressing themselves on the plastic side  and a few geniusesThe Exposition of 1915 has given the world the opportunity of seeing thepurposeful heights to which these men have climbedWe have today real American sculpture  work that savors of Americansoil  a splendid national expressionNever before have so many remarkable works been brought together andAmerican sculpture is only in its infancy  born one might say afterthe Centennial Exposition of 1876The wholesome part of it all is that men and women are workingindependently in their expressions We do not see that effect here ofone man trying to fit himself to another mans clothing The work is alldistinctly individual This individualism for any art is a hopefuloutlookThe sculpture has vitalized the whole marvelous Exposition It is not anaccessory as has been the sculpture of previous Expositions but itgoes hand in hand with the architecture poignantly existing for its ownsake and adding greatly to the decorative architectural effects In manycases the architecture is only the background or often only a pedestalfor the figure or group pregnant with spirit and meaningThose who have the citys growth at heart should see to it that thesemen of brain and skill and inspiration are employed to help beautify thecommercial centers the parks the boulevards of our citiesWe need the fine lessons of beauty and uplift around usWe beautify our houses and spend very little time in them Why notbeautify our outside world where we spend the bulk of our timeWe a pleasureloving people are devoting more time every year tooutside life Would it not be a thorough joy to the most prosaic of usto have our cities beautified with inspiring sculptureWe do a great deal in the line of horticultural beautifying  we coulddo far more  but how little we have done with one of the mostmeaningful and stimulating of the artsLet us see to it in San Francisco at least that a few of these worksare made permanentTake as an example James Earle Frasers End of the Trail Imagine theeffect of that fine work silhouetted against the sky out near FortPoint on a western headland with the animals head toward the sea sothat it would be evident to the onlooker that the Indian had reached thevery end of the trail It would play a wonderful part in the beauty ofthe landscapeOr take Edith Woodman Burroughs Youth What a delight a permanentreproduction of that fountain would be if placed against the side of oneof the green hills out at Golden Gate Park  say near the ChildrensPlayground  with a pool at its base It is only by concerted actionthat we will ever get these works among us Who is going to take theleadThe ContentsIntroductionThe Fountain of EnergyThe Mother of TomorrowThe Nations of the OccidentThe Nations of the OrientThe AlaskanThe LamaThe Genius of CreationThe Rising SunDescending NightWinterThe Portals of El DoradoPanel of the Fountain of El DoradoYouthThe American PioneerCortezThe End of the TrailPanel from the Column of ProgressThe Feast of the SacrificeThe Joy of LivingThe Man with the PickThe Kneeling FigureThe Pegasus PanelPrimitive ManThoughtVictoryThe Priestess of CultureThe Adventurous BowmanPanAirThe Signs of the ZodiacThe Fountain of CeresThe Survival of the FittestEarthWildflowerBiographies of SculptorsSculpture Around the Fine Arts LagoonThe IllustrationsThe Fountain of Energy  A Stirling Calder SculptorThe Mother of Tomorrow  A Stirling Calder SculptorThe Nations of the Occident  A Stirling Calder Frederick Roth Leo      Lentelli SculptorsThe Nations of the Orient  A Stirling Calder Frederick Roth Leo      Lentelli SculptorsThe Alaskan  Frederick Roth SculptorThe Lama  Frederick Roth SculptorThe Genius of Creation  Daniel Chester French SculptorThe Rising Sun  Adolph Alexander Weinman SculptorDescending Night  Adolph Alexander Weinman SculptorWinter  Furio Piccirilli SculptorThe Portals of El Dorado  Gertrude Vanderbilt Whitney SculptorPanel of the Fountain of El Dorado  Gertrude Vanderbilt Whitney      SculptorYouth  Edith Woodman Burroughs SculptorThe American Pioneer  Solon Hamilton Borglum SculptorCortez  Charles Niehaus SculptorThe End of the Trail  James Earle Fraser SculptorPanel from the Column of Progress  Isidore Konti SculptorThe Feast of the Sacrifice  Albert Jaeger SculptorThe Joy of Living  Paul Manship SculptorThe Man with the Pick  Ralph Stackpole SculptorThe Kneeling Figure  Ralph Stackpole SculptorThe Pegasus Panel  Bruno Louis Zimm SculptorPrimitive Man  Albert Weinert SculptorThought  Albert Weinert SculptorVictory  Louis Ulrich SculptorThe Priestess of Culture  Herbert Adams SculptorThe Adventurous Bowman  Herman A MacNeil SculptorPan  Sherry Fry SculptorAir  Robert Ingersoll Aitken SculptorThe Signs of the Zodiac  Herman A MacNeil SculptorThe Fountain of Ceres  Evelyn Beatrice Longman SculptorThe Survival of the Fittest  Robert Ingersoll Aitken SculptorEarth  Robert Ingersoll Aitken SculptorWildflower  Edward Berge SculptorSculpture of the Exposition Palaces and CourtsThe influence of sculpture is far reaching The mind that loves thisart and understands its language will more and more insist on a certainorder and decorum in visual life It opens an avenue for the expressionof aesthetic enjoyment somewhere between poetry and music and akin todrama  Arthur HoeberThe Fountain of EnergyA,24
+David Maddock Charles Franks and the Online Distributed Proofreading TeamSTUDIES IN THE LIFE OF THE CHRISTIANHis Faith and His ServiceByHENRY T SELL DDPREFACEThese studies consider the questions What did Christ teach What isthe standpoint of Christianity  What is a Christian What ought he tobelieve and why How shall he regard the Bible and the church  Whatshould be his relations to God to his fellow men to his home tosociety to business and to the stateThe strength and reasonableness of the great main positions ofChristian faith and service are constructively presented Carefulattention is also given to the practical application of Christianprinciples to the perplexing problems of modern lifeThis book is for use in adult Bible classes Bible study circlespastors training classes in the essentials of Christianityeducational institutions and private studyIt is uniform with the authors Bible Studies in the Life of ChristBible Studies in the Life of Paul and his other Bible study booksHENRY T SELLChicagoCONTENTS   I CHRIST THE GREAT TEACHER  II THE CHRISTIANS GOD III THE CHRISTIAN MAN  IV THE CHRISTIANS FELLOW MAN   V THE CHRISTIAN FAITH  VI THE CHRISTIANS BOOK VII THE CHRISTIAN PRAYERVIII THE CHRISTIAN SERVICE  IX THE CHRISTIAN CHURCH   X THE CHRISTIAN HOME  XI THE CHRISTIAN BUSINESS WORLD XII THE CHRISTIAN SOCIETYXIII THE CHRISTIAN STATE XIV THE CHRISTIANS HOPESTUDY ICHRIST THE GREAT TEACHERScripture references Matthew 423 512 729 1354 2655281920 Mark 12122 412 66 Luke 53 111 1947 John 659714 828THE FOUNDER OF CHRISTIANITYThe heart of the Christian religion is found in Jesus Christ If wedesire to know what Christianity is and of what elements it iscomposed we must look to Him and His teachings He is the great sourceof our knowledge of what God man sin righteousness duty andsalvation areOur interest in the books of the Old Testament lies in the fact thatthey lead up to Him We study the books of the New Testament becauseof their vivid portrayal of His life teachings death andresurrection  With Jesus Christ a new era dawned for the world withnew principles ideas and aspirations for humanity  His teachingstouch every department of human life and where they are accepted andfollowed they show their marvellous transforming power  There can beno more important study than what Jesus Christ said and did while uponthis earth  Never man spake like this man John 746WHAT CHRIST TAUGHTThere are five great lines which His teachings followed they have todo with God man sin salvation and the future lifeThe Right Relation of God to Man and Man to GodHow does God regardman and How shall man look upon God are questions upon which thebest thought of men in all ages has been expended  Upon the answersgiven have been founded all sorts of religious and philosophicalsystemsMan in this great universe desires to know in what relation he standsto the Author of it Is man only a creature of fate What does Godcare great as He is for one manJesus Christ recognized this desire of man to know his standing withGod and He proclaimed not only the power but the Fatherhood ofGod When He taught His disciples how to pray He began His immortalprayer not with Great God of the universe or Creator of allthings but After this manner therefore pray ye Our Father whichart in heaven Matthew 69 Here was a new conception of GodThrough Christ man comes into personal relations with God as theFather John 1627 who cares for him as a son Man is to love andforgive as God loves and forgives in this relation of Father Matthew2237 61415 Man is to do all that he does as in the sight of hisFather in heaven Matthew 6126 God is made known as supreme loveJohn 316The Right Relation of Man to ManThere are many causes which dividemen into classes castes and nationalities Once divided men begin todevelop a class feeling and pride which tend to deepen and widen thegulfs which separate them from each otherWith the truth proclaimed by Christ of the Fatherhood of God camealso the great truth of the Brotherhood of Man The true relation ofman to man no matter what the caste class employment ornationality is that of sons who have a common father  The secondgreat commandment given by Christ is Thou shalt love thy neighbouras thyself Matthew 2239 When He took the example for a goodneighbour He selected a Samaritan a man of an alien race Men arenaturally inclined to do good to those who treat them well and whosehelp they need but Christ in carrying out this new law of brotherlylove said Love your enemies bless them that curse you do good tothem that hate you and pray for them which despitefully use you andpersecute you that ye may be the children of your Father which is inheaven Matthew 54448 It is only through this love of man forman no matter what the class or condition that right relationsbetween men can ever be established and maintainedThe Right Relation of Man to SinMan violates his sense ofrighteousness and justice He transgresses the laws of God and hisnature Mans sin is everywhere doing its destroying work There isindividual social corporate and national sin Romans 323 Thisfact of sin is not only set forth in the Bible in unmistakable termsbut every government recognizes it in its laws and courts of justiceSociety puts up its bars to protect itself against the sinner and allliterature proclaims the evil results of sinWhat ought to be mans attitude to sin Shall he make light of it andcall it a necessary part of living  Shall he continue in it althoughhe recognizes its evil results and draw others with him into greaterand larger violations of the laws of God and man  These are practicalquestions Some temporize with sin and say Let us lead outwardlycorrect lives but within certain bounds we will do as we pleasehence arises the practice of secret sinningChrist came declaring that mans relation to sin should beuncompromising He,0
+Transcribed by David Price email ccx074coventryacukSERMONS ON NATIONAL SUBJECTSITHE KING OF THE EARTHFIRST SUNDAY IN ADVENTPreached in 1849Behold thy King cometh unto theeMATTHEW xxi 4This Sunday is the first of the four Sundays in Advent  During thosefour Sundays our forefathers have advised us to think seriously ofthe coming of our Lord Jesus Christnot that we should neglect tothink of it at all times  As some of you know I have preached toyou about it often lately  Perhaps before the end of Advent you willall of you more or less understand what all that I have said aboutthe cholera and public distress and the sins of this nation andthe sins of the labouring people has to do with the coming of ourLord Jesus Christ  But I intend especially in my next four sermonsto speak my whole mind to you about this matter as far as God hasshown it to me taking the Collect Epistle and Gospels for eachSunday in Advent and explaining them  I am sure I cannot do betterfor the more I see of those Collects Epistles and Gospels and theway in which they are arranged the more I am astonished anddelighted at the wisdom with which they are chosen the wise order inwhich they follow each other and fit into each other  It is veryfit too that we should think of our Lords coming at this season ofthe year above all others because it is the hardest seasontheseason of most want and misery and discontent when wages are lowand work is scarce and fuel is dear and frosts are bitter andfarmers and tradesmen and gentlemen too are at their wits end tosquare their accounts and pay their way  Then is the time that theevils of society come home to usthat our sins and our sorrowswhich after all are the punishment of our sins stare us in theface  Then is the time if ever for mens hearts to cry out for aSaviour who will deliver them out of their miseries and their sinsfor a Heavenly King who will rule them in righteousness and dojustice and judgment on the earth and see that those who are in needand necessity have right for a Heavenly Counsellor who will guidethem into all truthwho will teach them what they are and whitherthey are going and what the Lord requires of them  I say the harddays of winter are a fit time to turn mens hearts to Christ theirKingthe fittest of all times for a clergyman to get up in hispulpit as I do now and tell his people as I tell you that JesusChrist your King has not forgotten youthat He is coming speedily tojudge the world and execute justice and judgment for the meek of theearthNow do not be in a hurry and fancy from what I have just said thatI am one of those who think the end of the world is at hand  It maybe for aught I know  Of that day and that hour knoweth no man noteven the angels of God nor the Son but the Father only  If youwish for my own opinion I believe that what people commonly call theend of the world that is the end of the earth and of mankind on itis not at hand at all  As far as I can judge from Scripture andfrom the history of all nations the earth is yet young and mankindin its infancy  Five thousand years hence our descendants may belooking back on us as foolish barbarians in comparison with whatthey know  just as we look back upon the ignorance of people athousand years ago  And yet I believe that the end of this world inthe real Scripture sense of the word world is coming very quicklyand very trulyThe end of this system of society of these presentways in religion and moneymaking and conducting ourselves in allthe affairs of life which we English people have got into nowadaysThe end of it is coming  It cannot last much longer for it isdestroying itself  It will not last much longer for Christ and notthe devil is the King of the earth  As St Paul said to his peopleso say I to you The night is far spent the day is at handThese may seem strange words but almost every one is saying them inhis own way  One large party among religious people in these days iscomplaining that Christ has left His Church and that the cause ofChristianity will be ruined and lost unless some great change takesplace  Another large party of religious people say that theprophecies are on the point of being all fulfilled that the 1260days spoken of by the prophet Daniel are just coining to an endand that Christ is coming with His saints to reign openly upon earthfor a thousand years  The wisest philosophers and historians of lateyears have been all foretelling a great and tremendous change inEngland and throughout all Europe and in the meantimemanufacturers and landlords tradesmen and farmers artisans andlabourers all say that there MUST be a change and will be a changeI believe they are all right every one of them  They put it intheir words I think it better to put it in the Scripture words andsay boldly Jesus Christ the King of the earth is comingBut you will ask What right have you to stand up and say anythingso surprising  My friends the world is full of surprising thingsand this age above all ages  It was not sixty years ago that anobleman was laughed at in the House of Lords for saying that hebelieved that we should one day see ships go by steam and now thereare steamers on every sea and ocean in the world  Who expectedtwenty years ago to see the whole face of England covered with thesewonderful railroads  Who expected on the 22nd of February last yearthat within a single,9
+Produced by Dave Gowan dgowanbiofsueduSpecies and VarietiesTheir Origin by MutationLectures delivered at the University of CaliforniaByHugo DeVriesProfessor of Botany in the University of AmsterdamEdited byDaniel Trembly MacDougalDirector Department of Botanical ResearchCarnegie Institution of WashingtonSecond EditionCorrected and RevisedCHICAGOThe Open Court Publishing CompanyLONDONKegan Paul Trench Trubner and Co Ltd1906    COPYRIGHT 1904BYThe Open Court Pub CoCHICAGO    THE ORIGIN OF SPECIESThe origin of species is a natural phenomenonLAMARCKThe origin of species is an object of inquiryDARWINThe origin of species is an object of experimental investigationDeVRIES    PREFACE BY THE AUTHORTHE purpose of these lectures is to point out the means and methods bywhich the origin of species and varieties may become an object forexperimental inquiry in the interest of agricultural and horticulturalpractice as well as in that of general biologic science Comparativestudies have contributed all the evidence hitherto adduced for thesupport of the Darwinian theory of descent and given us some generalideas about the main lines of the pedigree of the vegetable kingdom butthe way in which one species originates from another has not beenadequately explained The current belief assumes that species are slowlychanged into new types In contradiction to this conception the theoryof mutation assumes that new species and varieties are produced fromexisting forms by sudden leaps The parenttype itself remains unchangedthroughout this process and may repeatedly give birth to new formsThese may arise simultaneously and in groups or separately at more orless widely distant periodsThe principal features of the theory of mutation have been dealt with atlength in my book Die Mutationstheorie Vol I 1901 Vol II 1903Leipsic Veit  Co in which I have endeavored to present ascompletely as possible the detailed evidence obtained from trustworthyhistorical records and from my own experimental researches upon whichthe theory is basedThe University of California invited me to deliver a series of lectureson this subject at Berkeley during the vii summer of 1904 and theselectures are offered in this form to a public now thoroughly interestedin the progress of modern ideas on evolution Some of my experiments andpedigreecultures are described here in a manner similar to that used inthe Mutationstheorie but partly abridged and partly elaborated inorder to give a clear conception of their extent and scope Newexperiments and observations have been added and a wider choice of thematerial afforded by the more recent current literature has been made inthe interest of a clear representation of the leading ideas leaving theexact and detailed proofs thereof to the students of the larger bookScientific demonstration is often long and encumbered with difficultpoints of minor importance In these lectures I have tried to devoteattention to the more important phases of the subject and have avoidedthe details of lesser interest to the general readerConsiderable care has been bestowed upon the indication of the lacunaein our knowledge of the subject and the methods by which they may befilled Many interesting observations bearing upon the little knownparts of the subject may be made with limited facilities either in thegarden or upon the wild flora Accuracy and perseverance and a warmlove for Natures children are here the chief requirements in suchinvestigationsIn his admirable treatise on Evolution and Adaptation New YorkMacmillan  Co 1903 Thomas Hunt Morgan has dealt in a criticalmanner with many of the speculations upon problems subsidiary to thetheory of descent in so convincing and complete a manner that I thinkmyself justified in neglecting these questions here His book gives anaccurate survey of them all and is easily understood by the generalreaderIn concluding I have to offer my thanks to Dr DT MacDougal and MissAM Vail of the New York Botanical Garden for their painstaking work inthe preparation of the manuscript for the press Dr MacDougal byviii his publications has introduced my results to his Americancolleagues and moreover by his cultures of the mutative species of thegreat eveningprimrose has contributed additional proof of the validityof my views which will go far to obviate the difficulties which arestill in the way of a more universal acceptation of the theory ofmutation My work claims to be in full accord with the principles laiddown by Darwin and to give a thorough and sharp analysis of some of theideas of variability inheritance selection and mutation which werenecessarily vague at his time It is only just to state that Darwinestablished so broad a basis for scientific research upon thesesubjects that after half a century many problems of major interestremain to be taken up The work now demanding our attention ismanifestly that of the experimental observation and control of theorigin of species The principal object of these lectures is to secure amore general appreciation of this kind of workHUGO DE VRIESAmsterdam October 1904ixPREFACE BY THE EDITORPROFESSOR DE VRIES has rendered an additional service to all naturalistsby the preparation of the lectures on mutation published in the presentvolume A perusal of the lectures will show that the subject matter ofDie Mutationstheorie has been presented in a somewhat condensed formand that the time which has elapsed since the original was prepared hasgiven opportunity for the acquisition of additional facts and areexamination of some of the more important conclusions with the resultthat a notable gain has been made in the treatment of some complicatedproblemsIt is hoped that the appearance of this English version of the theory ofmutation will do much to stimulate investigation of the various phasesof the subject This volume however is by no means intended toreplace as a work of reference the larger book with its detailedrecital of facts and its comprehensive records but it may prove asubstitute for the use of the general readerThe revision of the lectures has been a task attended with no littlepleasure especially since it has given the editor the opportunity foran advance consideration of some of the more recent results thusmaterially facilitating investigations which have been in progress atthe New York Botanical Garden for some time So far as the ground hasbeen covered the researches in question corroborate the conclusions ofde Vries in all important particulars The preparation of the manuscriptfor the printer,52
+Produced by Juliet Sutherland Charles Franksand the Online Distributed Proofreading TeamSTORY OF AENEASBYM CLARKEAuthor of Story Of Troy Story Of Caesar1898CONTENTS         INTRODUCTION   I    VERGIL THE PRINCE OP POETS  II    THE GODS AND GODDESSES   I    THE WOODEN HORSE  II    AENEAS LEAVES TROYTHE HARPIESPROPHESY OF HELENUSTHE         GIANT POLYPHEMUS III    A GREAT STORMARRIVAL IN CARTHAGE  IV    DIDOS LOVETHE FUNERAL GAMESSHIPS BURNED BY THE WOMEN   V    THE SIBYL OF CUMAETHE GOLDEN BOUGHIN THE REGIONS OF THE         DEAD  VI    AENEAS ARRIVES IN LATIUMWELCOMED BY KING LATINUS VII    ALLIANCE WITH EVANDERVULCAN MAKES ARMS FOR AENEASTHE         FAMOUS SHIELDVIII    TURNUS ATTACKS THE TROJAN CAMPNISUS AND EURYALUS  IX    THE COUNCIL OF THE GODSRETURN OF AENEASBATTLE ON THE         SHOREDEATH OF PALLAS   X    FUNERAL OF PALLASAENEAS AND TURNUS FIGHTTURNUS IS SLAINIllustration Map captioned MAP SHOWING THE WANDERINGS OF AENEASextending from 10 degrees to 30 degrees east longitude and centeredon 40 degrees north latitudeINTRODUCTIONI VERGIL THE PRINCE OF LATIN POETSThe story of AEneas as related by the Roman poet Vergil in hiscelebrated poem called the AEneid which we are to tell about inthis book is one of the most interesting of the myths or legends thathave come down to us from ancient authorsVergil lived in the time of the Roman Emperor Augustus 63 B C14A D grandnephew and successor of Julius Caesar Augustus andhis chief counsellor or minister Maecenas gave great encouragementto learning and learned men and under their liberal patronage arose anumber of eminent writers to whose works has been given the name ofclassics as being of the highest rank or _class_ The period is knownas the Augustan Age a phrase also used in reference to periods in thehistory of other countries in which literature reached its highestperfection Thus the reign of Queen Anne 17021714 is called theAugustan age of English literature because of the number of literarymen who flourished in England in that period and the excellence oftheir worksVergil was the greatest of the poets of ancient Rome and with theexception of Homer the greatest of the poets of antiquity From avery early period almost from the age in which he lived he wascalled the Prince of Latin Poets His full name was PubliusVergilius Maro He was born about seventy years before Christin the village of Andes now Pietole near the town of Mantuain the north of Italy His father was the owner of a small estatewhich he farmed himself Though of moderate means he gave his son agood education Young Vergil spent his boyhood at school at Cremonaand Milan He completed his studies at Naples where he read the Greekand Latin authors and acquired a knowledge of mathematics naturalphilosophy and medical science He afterwards returned to Mantua andresided there for a few years enjoying the quiet of country life atthe family homesteadAbout this time the Emperor Augustus was engaged in a war against apowerful party of his own countrymen led by a famous Roman namedBrutus In the year 42 BC he defeated Brutus in a great battlewhich put an end to the war He afterwards rewarded many of his troopsby dividing among them lands in the neighborhood of Mantua and inother parts of Italy dispossessing the owners for having sided withhis enemies Though Vergil had taken no part in the struggle his farmwas allotted to one of the imperial soldiers But this was thebeginning of his greatness Through the friendship of the governor ofMantua he was introduced to Maecenas and afterwards to Augustus whogave orders that his property should be restored to himThus Vergil became known to the first men of Rome He expressed hisgratitude to the emperor in one of a series of poems called Pastoralsor Bucolics words which mean shepherds songs or songs descriptiveof life in the country These poems though among Vergils earliestproductions were highly applauded in Rome They were so much esteemedthat portions of them were recited in the theatre in the authorspresence and the audience were so delighted that they all rose totheir feet an honor which it was customary to pay only to Augustushimself Vergil also wrote a poem called the Georgics the subject ofwhich is agriculture the breeding of cattle and the culture of beesThis is said to be the most perfect in finish of all Latincompositions The AEneid is however regarded as the greatest ofVergils works The writing of it occupied the last eleven years ofthe poets lifeVergil died at Brundisium in south Italy in the fiftyfirst yearof his age He was buried near Naples by the side of the public roada few miles outside that city where what is said to be his tomb isstill to be seen Of his character as a man we are enabled to form anagreeable idea from all that is known about him He was modest gentleand of a remarkable sweetness of disposition Although living in thehighest society while in Rome he never forgot his old friends He wasa dutiful and affectionate son and liberally shared his good fortunewith his aged parentsAs a poet Vergil was not only the greatest that Rome produced butthe most popular His poems particularly the AEneid were thefavorite reading of his countrymen They became a textbook in theRoman schools The little Romans we are told studied the AEneidfrom their masters dictation and wrote compositions upon its heroesAnd not alone in Italy but throughout the world wherever learningextended the AEneid became popular and has retained its popularitydown to our own time being still a textbook in every school whereLatin is taughtThere are many excellent translations of the AEneid into English Inthis book,0
+Produced by David Garcia Juliet Sutherland Charles Franksand the Online Distributed Proofreading TeamTHE STRANGE CABIN ON CATAMOUNT ISLANDIllustration THE VOYAGE WAS RESUMEDTHE STRANGE CABIN ON CATAMOUNT ISLANDBY LAWRENCE J LESLIECONTENTSCHAPTERIHOW THE DARE WAS GIVENIIBANDYLEGS IN TROUBLEIIION THE ISLAND WITH THE BAD NAMEIVTHE SUDDEN AWAKENINGVEXPLORING THE ISLANDVIWHAT THE ASHES TOLD MAXVIITHE MYSTERY OF THE CABINVIIIAN UNWELCOME DISCOVERYIXWATCHED FROM THE SHOREXTHE BUILDER OF THE STRANGE CABINXIWHAT HAPPENED ON THE SECOND NIGHTXIIA BOLD PLANXIIIUNSEEN PERILS THAT HOVERED NEARXIVHOW THE SCHEME WORKEDXVUNEXPECTED ALLIESXVITHE LAST CAMP FIRE ON CATAMOUNT ISLANDTHE STRANGE CABIN ON CATAMOUNT ISLANDCHAPTER IHOW THE DARE WAS GIVENAnd so Herb Benson dared you Max you sayThats what he did SteveTo camp on Catamount IslandAnd stay there a full week He said that even if we did have nerveenough to make the _try_ hed give us just one solitary night to hangout thereHuh just because Herb and his old club got scared nearly to death awhile ago by some silly noise they thought was a ghost they reckonevery fellow is built on the same plan dont they MaxI guess thats what they do SteveSo they challenge us to make a camp and stick it out do they Whatdid you tell Herb Oh I hope you just took him up on the spotWell I said Id put it up to the rest of the chums my cousin OwenHastings Toby Jucklin Bandylegs Griffin and yourselfCount me in as ready to accept the dare Why Id start this blessedminute if I had my way MaxI know you would because youre always so quick to flare up Thatswhy they all call you Touchandgo Steve Dowdy But come along andlets get the other fellows We can go down to the boathouse and talk itover anyhowBut tell me first when _can_ we be ready to go Maxsome timetomorrowYou certainly are the most impatient fellow I ever knew replied Maxwith a laugh yes if the other boys are willing I guess we might getoff at noon tomorrow It wouldnt take long to lay in our supplies andyou know weve already got tents cooking things and all that stuff onhandOh shucks leave the grub part of the business to me remarked Steveinstantly Whats the use of having a chum whose daddy is the leadinggrocer in Carson if he cant look after the supplies But Im justtickled nearly to death at the chance of this little cruise up the BigSunflowerI can guess why Max observed as he kept pace with his nervouscompanions quick stridesThe new canoes exclaimed Steve it gives us the chance weve beenwanting to find out how they work in real harness Weve only triedlittle spins in them so far you know Max Gee I hated like everythingto let my motorcycle go but the folks put their foot down hard afterthat second accident to our chum Bandylegs and like the rest of thebunch I had to send it back to the shop for what it was worth It waslike going to the scrapheap with it because I lost so much moneyWell lets hope we can make it up in fun on the water with our boatswas the sensible way the other put it Heres Ordways drug store andwe can use his phone to get the rest of the crowd alongA minute later and inside the booth they were calling for M23 West Itwas not later than eighttwenty in the evening when the two boys metdown in front of the hardware store where a brilliant light burned allnight long so that the evening was young when Max caught the wellknownvoice of Toby Jucklin at the other end of the wireToby stuttered at times fearfully He kept trying to overcome thehabit and the result was that his affliction came and went in spasmsSometimes he could talk as well as any one of his four chums thenagain especially when excited he would have a serious lapse beingcompelled to resort to his old trick of giving a sharp whistle and thenstopping a couple of seconds to get a grasp on himself when he was ableto say what he wanted intelligentlyThat you Max asked Toby who had lived with an old crabbed uncleand been treated harshly despite the fact that his father had leftquite a little fortune for him when of age until Mr Hastings took holdof the case had the court depose Uncle Ambrose and place the boy incharge of a generous gentleman whose name was Mr Jackson with whom henow lived in comfortJust who it is Toby replied the other Say cant you hike down tothe boathouse and meet us thereNow demanded Toby his voice beginning to show signs of wabblingAs soon as you can get there was what Max answeredHey whats on the carpet now tell me Max demanded Toby quicklyKeep cool warned the boy in the booth Steve is here with me in thedrug store Weve got a scheme for a little outing in our canoes andwant to put it up to the rest of the bunch How about coming downTobySssure Ill bbbe there exclaimed the otherThen make a start soon and with that Max rang off because he knewToby would hold him indefinitely if once he got started asking questionsand stuttering at the same timeHe soon had another boy on the wire this time Bandylegs And theresponse was as rapid and favorable in this quarter as it had been withToby From the tone of the inquiries Max made the boys understood theremust be something out of the common on tap and their curiosity wastherefore excited They would have been at the place of meeting eventhough they found it necessary to crawl out of bedroom windows and slidedown the post of the front porch which in neither case was requiredfor both Toby and the other chum had plenty of freedomWhen Owen who being an orphan lived at his cousins house had beenbrought to the phone and asked to join the rest for a seriousconsultation Max shut up shop as he called itLets get a move on ourselves now Steve he remarked as,13
+Produced by Robert Rowe Charles Franksand the Online Distributed Proofreading TeamTHE STORY OF GERM LIFEBY H W CONNPROFESSOR OF BIOLOGY AT WESLEYAN UNIVERSITYAUTHOR OF EVOLUTION OF TODAYTHE LIVING WORLD ETCPREFACESince the first edition of this book was published the popularidea of bacteria to which attention was drawn in the originalpreface has undergone considerable modification Experimentalmedicine has added constantly to the list of diseases caused bybacterial organisms and the general public has been educated toan adequate conception of the importance of the germ as the chiefagency in the transmission of disease with correspondingadvantage to the efficiency of personal and public hygiene At thesame time knowledge of the benign bacteria and the enormous rolethey play in the industries and the arts has become much morewidely diffused Bacteriology is being studied in colleges as oneof the cultural sciences it is being widely adopted as a subjectof instruction in high schools and schools of agriculture andhousehold science turn out each year thousands of graduatesfamiliar with the functions of bacteria in daily life Throughthese agencies the popular misconception of the nature of microorganisms and their relations to man is being gradually displacedby a general appreciation of their manifold services It is notunreasonable to hope that the many thousands of copies of thislittle manual which have been circulated and read have contributedmaterially to that end If its popularity is a safe criterion thebook has amply fulfilled its purpose of placing before the generalreader in a simple and direct style the main facts ofbacteriology Beginning with a discussion of the nature ofbacteria it shows their position in the scale of plant and animallife The middle chapters describe the functions of bacteria inthe arts in the dairy and in agriculture The final chaptersdiscuss the relation of bacteria to disease and the methods bywhich the new and growing science of preventive medicine combatsand counteracts their dangerous powersJULY 1915CONTENTSIBACTERIA AS PLANTSHistoricalForm of bacteriaMultiplication of bacteriaSporeformationMotionInternal structureAnimals or plantsClassificationVariationWhere bacteria are foundIIMISCELLANEOUS USES OF BACTERIA IN THE ARTSMaceration industriesLinenJuteHempSpongesLeatherFermentative industriesVinegarLactic acidButyric acidBacteria in tobacco curingTroublesome fermentationsIIIBACTERIA IN THE DAIRYSources of bacteria in milkEffect of bacteria on milkBacteria used in butter makingBacteria in cheese makingIVBACTERIA IN NATURAL PROCESSESBacteria as scavengersBacteria as agents in Natures foodcycleRelation of bacteria to agricultureSprouting of seedsThe siloThe fertility of the soilBacteria as sources oftrouble to the farmerCoal formationVPARASITIC BACTERIA AND THEIR RELATION TO DISEASEMethod of producing diseasePathogenic germs not strictlyparasiticPathogenic germs that are true parasitesWhatdiseases are due to bacteriaVariability of pathogenic powersSusceptibility of the individualRecovery from bacteriologicaldiseasesDiseases caused by organisms other than bacteriaVIMETHODS OF COMBATING PARASITIC BACTERIAPreventive medicineBacteria in surgeryPrevention byinoculationLimits of preventive medicineCurative medicineDrugsVis medicatrix naturaeAntitoxines and their useConclusionTHE STORY OF GERM LIFECHAPTER IBACTERIA AS PLANTSDuring the last fifteen years the subject of bacteriologyFootnote The term microbe is simply a word which has been coinedto include all of the microscopic plants commonly included underthe terms bacteria and yeasts has developed with a marvellousrapidity At the beginning of the ninth decade of the centurybacteria were scarcely heard of outside of scientific circles andvery little was known about them even among scientists Today theyare almost household words and everyone who reads is beginning torecognise that they have important relations to his everyday lifeThe organisms called bacteria comprise simply a small class of lowplants but this small group has proved to be of such vastimportance in its relation to the world in general that its studyhas little by little crystallized into a science by itself It isa somewhat anomalous fact that a special branch of scienceinteresting such a large number of people should be developedaround a small group of low plants The importance of bacteriologyis not due to any importance bacteria have as plants or as membersof the vegetable kingdom but solely to their powers of producingprofound changes in Nature There is no one family of plants thatbegins to compare with them in importance It is the object ofthis work to point out briefly how much both of good and ill weowe to the life and growth of these microscopic organisms As wehave learned more and more of them during the last fifty years ithas become more and more evident that this one little class ofmicroscopic plants fills a place in Natures processes which insome respects balances that filled by the whole of the greenplants Minute as they are their importance can hardly beoverrated for upon their activities is founded the continued lifeof the animal and vegetable kingdom For good and for ill they areagents of neverceasing and almost unlimited powersHISTORICALThe study of bacteria practically began with the use of themicroscope It was toward the close of the seventeenth centurythat the Dutch microscopist Leeuwenhoek working with his simplelenses first saw the organisms which we now know under this namewith sufficient clearness to describe them Beyond mentioningtheir existence however his observations told little or nothingNor can much more be said of the studies which followed during thenext one hundred and fifty years During this long period many amicroscope was turned to the observation of these minuteorganisms but the majority of observers were contented withsimply seeing them marvelling at their minuteness and utteringmany exclamations of astonishment at the wonders of Nature A fewmen of more strictly scientific natures paid some attention tothese little organisms Among them we should perhaps mention VonGleichen Muller Spallanzani and Needham Each of these as wellas others made some contributions to our knowledge ofmicroscopical life and among other organisms studied those whichwe now call bacteria Speculations were even made at these earlydates of the possible causal connection of these organisms withdiseases and for a little the medical profession was interestedin the suggestion It was impossible then however to obtain anyevidence for the truth of this speculation and it was abandonedas unfounded and even forgotten completely until revived againabout the middle of the 19th century During this century ofwonder a sufficiency of exactness was however introduced intothe study of microscopic organisms to call for the use of namesand we find Muller using the names of Monas Proteus VibrioBacillus and Spirillum names which still continue in usealthough commonly with,52
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+Produced by David Garcia Charles Franksand the Online Distributed Proofreading TeamPractical Suggestions for Mother and HousewifeBy MARION MILLS MILLER Litt DEdited by THEODORE WATERSContentsCHAPTER ITHE SINGLE WOMANHer Freedom Culture a desideratum in her choice of work Daughters asassistants of their fathers In law In medicine As scientific farmersPreparation for speaking or writing Steps in the career of ajournalist The editor The Advertising writer The illustratorDesigning book covers PatternsCHAPTER IITHE SINGLE WOMANTeaching Teaching Women in Society Parliamentary law GamesBookreviewing Manuscriptreading for publishers Library workTeaching music and painting Home study of professional houseworkThe unmarried daughter at home The woman in business Her relationto her employer Securing an increase of salary The woman ofindependent means Her civic and social dutiesCHAPTER IIITHE WIFENatures intention in marriage The womans crime in marrying forsupport Her blunder in marrying an inefficient man for loveThe proper union Mutual aid of husband and wife Manipulating a husbandBy deceit By tact Confidence between man and wifeCHAPTER IVTHE HOUSEElement in choice of a home The city apartment Furniture for atemporary home Couches Rugs Bookcases The suburban and countryhouse Economic considerations Buying an old house Building a new oneSupervising the building The womans wishesCHAPTER VTHE HOUSEEssential parts of a house Double use of rooms Utility of piazzasLandscape gardening Water supply Water power Illumination Dangersfrom gas How to read a gasmeter How to test kerosene Care of lampsUse of candles Making the best of the old houseCHAPTER VIFURNITURE AND DECORATIONThe qualities to be sought in furniture Homemade furniture Semimadefurniture Good furniture as an investment Furnishing and decoratingthe hall The staircase The parlor Rugs and carpets Oriental rugsFloors Treatment of hardwood Of other wood How to stain a floorcoveringCHAPTER VIIFURNITURE AND DECORATIONThe carpet square Furniture for the parlor Parlor decoration Thepiano The library Arrangement of books The Den The livingroomThe diningroom Bedrooms How to make a bed The guest chamberWindow shades and blindsCHAPTER VIIITHE MOTHERNursing the child The mothers diet Weaning The nursing bottleMilk for the baby The babys table manners His bath Cleansinghis eyes and nose Relief of colic Care of the diaperCHAPTER IXTHE MOTHERThe school child Breakfast Luncheon Supper Aiding the teacherat home Manual training Utilizing the collecting mania Physicalexercise Intellectual exercise Forming the bath habit TeethingForming the toothbrush habit Shoes for children Dress HatsCHAPTER XCARE OF THE PERSONThe mothers duty toward herselfHer dress Etiquette and good mannersThe Golden Rule Pride in personal appearance The science of beautyculture Manicuring as a home employment Recipes for toiletpreparations Nailbiting Fragile nails White spots Chapped handsCare of the skin Facial massage Recipes for skin lotions Treatmentof facial blemishes and disorders Care of the hair Diseases of thescalp and hair Gray hair Care of eyebrows and eyelashesCHAPTER XIGENERAL PRINCIPLES OF COOKINGThe prevalence of good receipts for all save meat dishes Increasedcost of meat makes these desirable No need to save expense by givingup meat The Government Cook Book Value of the cuts of meatCHAPTER XIIGENERAL PRINCIPLES OF COOKINGTexture and flavor of meat General methods of cooking meat Economiesin use of meatCHAPTER XIIIRECIPES FOR MEAT DISHESTrying out fat Extending the flavor of meat Meat stew Meat dumplingsMeat pies and similar dishes Meat with starchy materials Turkishpilaf Stew from cold roast Meat with beans Haricot of mutton Meatsalads Meat with eggs Roast beef with Yorkshire pudding Corned beefhash with poached eggs Stuffing Mock duck Veal or beef birdsUtilizing the cheaper cuts of meatCHAPTER XIVRECIPES FOR MEAT DISHESProlonged cooking at low heat Stewed shin of beef Boiled beef withhorseradish sauce Stuffed heart Braised beef pot roast and beef a lamode Hungarian goulash Casserole cookery Meat cooked with vinegarSour beef Sour beefsteak Pounded meat Farmer stew Spanish beefsteakChopped meat Savory rolls Developing flavor of meat Retaining naturalflavors Round steak on biscuits Flavor of browned meat or fat Saltpork with milk gravy Saltfish dinner Sauces Mock venisonCHAPTER XVHOUSEHOLD RECIPESVarious recipes arranged alphabeticallyINTRODUCTIONWhat a tribute to the worth of woman are the names by which she isenshrined in common speech What tender associations halo the names of_wife mother sister_ and _daughter_ It must never be forgottenthat the dearest most sacred of these names are in origin connectedwith the dignity of service In early speech the wife or wifeman womanwas the weaver whose care it was to clothe the family as it was thehusbands duty to feed it or to provide the materials of sustenanceThe mother or matron was named from the most tender and sacred of humanfunctions the nursing of the babe the daughter from her original dutyin the pastoral age of milking the cows The lady was socalled from thesocial obligations entailed on the prosperous woman of loafgivingor dispensing charity to the less fortunate As dame madame madonnain the old days of aristocracy she bore equal rank with the lord andmaster and carried down to our better democratic age the copartnershipof civic and family rights and dutiesModern science and invention civic and economic progress the growthof humanitarian ideas and the approach to Christian unity are allcombining to give woman and womans work a central place in the socialorder The vast machinery of government especially in the newactivities of the Agricultural and Labor Departments applied toinvestigations and experiments into the questions of pure foodhousehold economy and employments suited to woman is now directed morethan ever before to the uplifting of American homes and the assistanceof the homemakers These researches are at the call of every housewifeHowever to save her the bewilderment of selection from so many usefulsuggestions and the digesting of voluminous directions the fundamentalprinciples of food and household economy as published by the governmentdepartments are here presented with the permission of the respectiveauthorities together with many other suggestions of utilitariancharacter which may assist the mother and housewife to a greaterfulfillment of her office in the uplift of the homeCHAPTER ITHE SINGLE WOMANHer FreedomCulture a Desideratum in Her Choice of WorkDaughtersas Assistants of Their FathersIn LawIn MedicineAs ScientificFarmersPreparation for Speaking or WritingSteps in the Careerof a JournalistThe EditorThe Advertising WriterTheIllustratorDesigning Book CoversPatterns      She keeping green  Loves lilies for the one unseen  Counselling but her womans,78
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+Juliet Sutherland Charles Franks and the Online Distributed ProofreadingTeamThe Bobbsey Twinsin WashingtonBY LAURA LEE HOPEAUTHOR OF THE BOBBSEY TWINS THE BUNNYBROWN SERIES THE OUTDOOR GIRLSSERIES ETCILLUSTRATEDBOOKS BY LAURA LEE HOPE12mo Cloth IllustratedTHE BOBBSEY TWINS SERIESTHE BOBBSEY TWINSTHE BOBBSEY TWINS IN THE COUNTRYTHE BOBBSEY TWINS AT THE SEASHORETHE BOBBSEY TWINS AT SCHOOLTHE BOBBSEY TWINS AT SNOW LODGETHE BOBBSEY TWINS ON A HOUSEBOATTHE BOBBSEY TWINS AT MEADOW BROOKTHE BOBBSEY TWINS AT HOMETHE BOBBSEY TWINS IN A GREAT CITYTHE BOBBSEY TWINS ON BLUEBERRY ISLANDTHE BOBBSEY TWINS ON THE DEEP BLUE SEATHE BOBBSEY TWINS IN WASHINGTONTHE BUNNY BROWN SERIESBUNNY BROWN AND HIS SISTER SUEBUNNY BROWN AND HIS SISTER SUE ON GRANDPAS FARMBUNNY BROWN AND HIS SISTER SUE PLAYING CIRCUSBUNNY BROWN AND HIS SISTER SUE AT AUNT LUS CITY HOMEBUNNY BROWN AND HIS SISTER SUE AT CAMP RESTAWHILEBUNNY BROWN AND HIS SISTER SUE IN THE BIG WOODSBUNNY BROWN AND HIS SISTER SUE ON AN AUTO TOURBUNNY BROWN AND HIS SISTER SUE AND THEIR SHETLAND PONYBUNNY BROWN AND HIS SISTER SUE GIVING A SHOWTHE OUTDOOR GIRLS SERIESTHE OUTDOOR GIRLS OF DEEPDALETHE OUTDOOR GIRLS AT RAINBOW LAKETHE OUTDOOR GIRLS IN A MOTOR CARTHE OUTDOOR GIRLS IN A WINTER CAMPTHE OUTDOOR GIRLS IN FLORIDATHE OUTDOOR GIRLS AT OCEAN VIEWTHE OUTDOOR GIRLS ON PINE ISLANDTHE OUTDOOR GIRLS IN ARMY SERVICETHE OUTDOOR GIRLS AT HOSTESS HOUSECONTENTSI     UNDER THE HAYII    DIGGING OUTIII   THE WASHINGTON CHILDRENIV    MISS POMPRETS CHINAV     WHAT A LOT OF MONEYVI    WONDERFUL NEWSVII   ON A TRIPVIII  IN NEW YORKIX    WASHINGTON AT LASTX     LOSTXI    THE PRESIDENTXII   WASHINGTON MONUMENTXIII  A STRAY CATXIV   STRAY CHILDRENXV    WHERE ARE THEYXVI   THE FIRE BELLXVII  FREDDIES REAL ALARMXVIII THE ORIENTAL CHILDRENXIX   OH LOOKXX    A GREAT BARGAINXXI   JUST SUPPOSEXXII  HAPPY DAYSCHAPTER IUNDER THE HAYThis is most as much fun as we had on Blueberry Island or when wewent to Florida on the deep blue sea isnt it Bert asked NanBobbsey as she sat on the porch and fanned herself with her hat Sheand her brother had been running around the house playing a new gameand Nan was warmYes its fun all right agreed Bert But I liked the deep blue seabetteror even Blueberry Island and off came his hat to cool hisflushed face for though it was late in September the day was warmBut we couldnt stay on the island always went on Nan We have togo to school daddy saysDont speak about it begged Bert I dont want to go to school for along long time and not thenHave we got to go to school asked a little lighthaired and blueeyedgirl as she ran up the steps to sink in a heap at the feet of hersister Nan Bobbsey When do we go she went onOh not right away little fat fairy laughed Nan giving Flossiethe name her father sometimes called her School wont open for twoweeks moreHurray cried Bert The longer it stays closed the better I like itBut come on Nan Lets have some more fun This isnt like BlueberryIsland sitting still on a porchYou havent sat still more than three minutes Bert Bobbsey cried hissister I can hardly get my breath you made me run so fastJust then a little boy who had the same sort of blue eyes and goldenhair that made Flossie such a pretty little girl came tumbling up thesteps with a clatter and a bang falling down at Berts feet The olderboy caught his small brother just in time or there might have been abumped noseHi there Freddie whats the matter asked Bert with a laugh Isour dog Snap chasing you or have you been playing a trick on our catSnoopIIIm aa fireman panted Freddie for he too was out of breathfrom running Im a fireman and IIve got to get the engine Theresa big big fire and his eyes opened wide and roundA big firereally asked Nan quicklyCourse not Hes only making believe replied BertWell I thought maybe he might have seen some boys start a bonfiresomewhere explained Nan They sometimes doI know they do admitted Bert And I hope they dont start one neardaddys lumberyardThere was a fire down in the lumber once exclaimed Freddie He wastoo young to have seen it but he had heard his father and mother talkabout the time Mr Bobbseys lumberyard was nearly burned out FreddieBobbsey was very fond of a toy fire engine he had been given forChristmas and his father often called Freddie a little fireman justas Flossie was named a fairyWell if its only a makebelieve fire we can sit here and cool offwent on Nan What were you doing Flossie she asked her littlesisterOh I was having a race with our cat Snoop but I guess I beat causeSnoop didnt get here to the porch before I didYes you won the race all right laughed Bert But its too hot forany more running games I wish we were back on the island where we foundthat boy Jack Nelson and could play we were sailors and could splashin the waterThat would be fun sighed Nan as she fanned herself harder than everwith her hatThe Bobbsey twins had a few days before returned to their home from avacation spent on a strange island off the coast of Florida They hadgone there with Cousin Jasper Dent to rescue a boy who had been left ina lonely cave and very many strange adventures the Bobbsey twins andtheir father and mother to say nothing of Cousin Jasper had had onthat voyageNow the simple games they tried to get up around the house and thethought of having to go back to school soon made them feel a bitlonesome for the deep blue sea over which they had made a voyage torescue the boy Jack Nelson and also for Blueberry Island where oncethey spent,15
+Transcribed from the 1912 John Murray edition by David Price emailccx074coventryacukTHE GATHERING OF BROTHER HILARIUSPART ITHE SEEDCHAPTER IBLIND EYES IN THE FORESTHilarius stood at the Monastery gate looking away down the smoothwellkept road to the highway beyond  It lay quiet and serene inthe June sunshine the white way to the outer world and not even adust cloud on the horizon promised the approach of the train ofsumpter mules laden with meats for the bellies and cloth for thebacks of the good Brethren within  The Cellarer lacked wine thedrug stores in the farmery were running low last but not leastthe Precentor had bespoken precious colours rich gold costlyvellum and on these the thoughts of Hilarius tarried with anxiousexpectationOn his left lay the forest home of his longing imaginings  TheMonastery wall crept up one side of it and over the top the greattrees peered and beckoned with their tossing feathery branchesTwice had Hilarius walked there attending the Prior as he pacedslowly and silently along the mossy ways under the strongspringing pines and the occasions were stored in his memory withthe glories of St Benedicts Day and Our Ladys Festivals  Away tothe right within the great enclosure stretched the Monasterylands fair to the eye with orchard and fruitful field teemingwith glad unhurried labourAt a little elevation overlooking the whole domain rose thePriory buildings topped by the Church crown and heart of theplace signing the sign of the Cross over the daily life and workof the Brethren itself the centre of that life the object of thatwork ever unfinished because love knows not how to make an endTo the monks it was a page in the history of the life of the Orderwritten in stone blazoned with beauty of the worlds treasure apage on which each generation might spell out a word perchance adda line to the greater glory of God and St Benedict  They werealways at work on it stretching out eager hands for the rarestuffs and precious stones devout men brought from overseasfinding a place for the best of every ordered craft their shame anuncouth line or graceless arch their glory each completed pinnacleand fretted spire ever restoring enlarging repairingspendthrift of money and time in the service of the House of theLordThe sun shone hot on grey wall and green garth the spirit ofinsistent peace brooded over the place  The wheeling white pigeonscircling the cloister walls cried peace the sculptured saints intheir niches over the west door gave the blessing of peace an oldblind monk crossed the garth with the hesitating gait of habitlately acquiredon his face was great peace  It restedeverywhere this peace of prayerful service where the clang of theblacksmiths hammer smote the sound of the Office bellHilarius at the gate questioned the road again and again for signof the belated train  It was vexatious the Priors lips wouldtake a thinner line for the mules were already some days overdueand it was ill to keep the Prior waiting  The soft June wind sweptthe fragrance of Marys lilies across to the lad he turned hisdreamy blue eyes from the highway to the forest  The scent of thepinewoods rushed to meet his sudden thought  Should he dare hebreak cloister and taste the wondrous delight of an unwalledworld  It were a sin a grave sin in a newlymade novicecloisterbred  The sweet pungent smell overpowered him the treesbeckoned with their long arms and slender fingers the voice of theforest called and Hilarius answering walked swiftly away withbowed head and beating heart between the sunburnt pinebolesAt last he ventured to stop and look around him his fair hairaflame in the sunlight his eyes full of awe of this arched andpillared city of mystery and wonderIt was very silent  Here and there a coney peeped out and fledand a woodpecker toiled with sharp effective stroke  Hilariuseyes shone as he lifted his head and caught sight of the sunlitblue between the great greenfringed branches  it was as if OurLady trailed her gracious robe across the treetops  Then as hebathed his thirsty soul in the great sea of light and shade cooldepths and shifting colours the sense of his wrongdoing slippedfrom him and joy replaced itjoy so great that his heart achedwith it  He went on his way singing Lauda Syon his eyesfollowing the pineboles and presently coming out into an openglade halted in amazementA flower incarnate stood before him stoodnay danced in thewind  Over the sunny sward two little scarletclad feet chasedeach other in rhythmic maze dainty little brown hands spread thefolds of the deep blue skirt a bodice silverlaced served asstalk on which balanced lightly swaying the flower of flowersitself  Hilarius eyes travelled upwards and rested there  Cheekslike a sunburnt peach lips a scarlet bow shimmering tenderlaughing grey eyes curtained by long curling lashes soft tendrilsof curly hair blue black in the shadows hiding the low levelbrow  A sight for gods but not for monks above all not foruntutored novices such as HilariusHis sin had found him out it was the Devil the lovely lady of StBenedict he drew breath and crossed himself hastily with amurmured Apage SataasThe dancer stopped conscious perhaps of a chill in the windO what a pretty boy she cried gaily  Playing truant I darewager  Come and danceHilarius crimsoned with shame and horror  Woman he said andhis voice trembled somewhat art thou not shamed to deck thyselfin this devils guiseThe dancer bit her lip and stamped her little red shoe angrilyNo more devils guise than thine own she retorted eyeing hissemimonastic garb with scant favour  Can a poor maid notpractise her steps in the heart of a forest but a cloisterbredyoungster must cry devils guiseAs she spoke her anger vanished like a summer cloud and she brokeinto peal on peal of joyous laughter  Poor lad with thy talk ofdevils hast thou never looked a maid in the eyes beforeShrewdly hit mistress never before has Hilarius,10
+Charles Franks and the Online Distributed Proofreading TeamTHE BOY SCOUTS PATROLBY RALPH VICTORILLUSTRATED BYRUDOLF MENCLCHAPTERI A MONKEY TRICKII FINDING MONEYIII TWO AND TWOIV UP THE RIVERV OUT OF THE RIVERVI THE ENEMY MAKES A RAIDVII THE COLONELVIII TALKING IT OVERIX THE PURSUITX LOOKING FOR A CLUEXI FORMING THE PATROLXII ORGANIZEDXIII A CHALLENGEXIV A DEFIANCEXV PEPPER TAKES A MESSAGEXVI WHERE WAS PEPPERXVII THE MESSAGEXVIII IN THE JUDGES OFFICEXIX A NARROW ESCAPEXX A NIGHT ALARMXXI A SURPRISEXXII THE RACEXXIII CONCLUSIONTHE BOY SCOUTS PATROLCHAPTER IA MONKEY TRICKI think began a tall slenderlybuilt lad of sixteen speakingin a somewhat indolent way then suddenly he paused to look downthrough the trees to where the river gleamed belowWhats on your mind now Rand his companion queried a boy ofabout the same age nearly as tall but more stoutly built and aslight in complexion as the other was dark The two were standing atthe top of the road that wound down the side of the mountain fromthe town of Creston which was perched like the nest of some greatbird in a hollow of the PalisadesI think repeated the first speaker pausing againThats right Randolph approved his companion briskly alwaysthink twice before you speak onceI always do Donald Graeme retorted Rand but what I was reallygoing to say when you interrupted me with your irrelevant remarkwasHurrah broke in Donald waving his cap in answer to the hail ofanother boy who was just then seen hurrying down the road towardthem Here comes Pepper in a rush as usualIt was just after dawn of a June morning that the boys wereassembling It was still dark and gloomy for it had rained duringthe night and the storm had not yet passed but the boys havingplanned a fishing trip for this morning were not to be deterred bythe fear of a wet jacketHello fellows panted the newcomer who was smaller and slighterthan either of the others but who made up in activity and energywhat he lacked in size His hair was a glowing red and with itwent a temper so quick that the nickname Pepper that some chumhad given him was most appropriate It is doubtful if any of hiscomrades really knew his Christian name Certainly he was alwaysPepper to every one even at home although he was christenedPhilipI say I was afraid youd be gone when I got hereWell we would have been drawled Randolph only we knew youdbe late and we took our timeNow that isnt fair Rand laughed the other you know Im notalways lateWell maybe not ALWAYS conceded Rand but almost always Whatwas the matter this morningbreakfast lateNow you know I didnt wait for breakfast protested Pepperadding rather reluctantly though I did stop for a bite But evenif I am late Im not last Jack isnt here yet and he left homefirstOh hes out on the trail somewhere I suppose surmised DonaldHes always chasing for news Hell be coming along presentlywith a whole budget I believe he thinks the paper couldnt go onif it werent for himThat reminds me as Dick Wilson says interrupted Rand takinga pamphlet from his pocket and holding it out to his companionsspeaking of trails what do you think of thatWhat is it asked Pepper eying it suspiciously Looks as ifthe cat had been walking on it goodness I hope not I thoughtyou were always hungry but if you are only beginning I foresee afamine ahead of us And to think of all the good food that is wastedon you Pepper went on Donald reflectively Why to look at youany one might think that you never had had enough to eatThat shows how deceiving looks are replied Pepper Though Inever did have enough he added plaintivelyOf course not returned Donald there isnt as much as thatanywhereAs much what asked RandFood grub provisions victuals replied Donald setting offalong the road at a pace that put a stop to any more talkThey had gone perhaps about halfway down the hill toward theboathouse when a big bay horse drawing a light wagon in which werethree boys came quickly around a turn in the road It bore downon them so suddenly that only by a rapid scramble up the bank bythe side of the road did Rand and Donald save themselves from beingbowled overThe newcomers would have driven on with a jeering laugh only thatPepper angry at what obedience neatness and order are Scoutvirtues Endurance selfreliance selfcontrol and an effort tohelp some one else are Scout objectivesAh cut it out protested Pepper As Alphonse says that makesme the ennui It sounds like a boarding school prospectus Tellas what its aboutWell then replied Rand in words adapted to your comprehensionit is about hunting scouting camping tracking and Colonel Snowis interested in the organization He says that it is fineSpeaking of tracking interjected Donald in my opinion it wereno bad plan to be making tracks toward the boathouse if we are goingto get anywhere the day It is getting bright in the east and itlooks like a clear day after all And I may also take occasionto remark that I havent had my breakfast yet and this Boy Scoutbusiness doesnt sound inviting on an empty stomach We can discussit with more comfort when we have had a biteThats the talk approved Pepper That suits me down to theground Im beginning to get hungry myselfBeginning exclaimed Donald MyThat isnt a bad guess laughed Rand It is supposed to representthe track of a bearWhat are you going to do Rand questioned Donald hunt bearsNot at present answered Rand though I should like to wellenough This is a booklet about the Boy ScoutsThe Boy Scouts demanded Pepper whats themShades of Lindley Murray exclaimed Rand do I hear arightWhats them And you a graduate of number one Really Pepper BlakeI dont believe we can let you in on this What do you think aboutit DonI have my doubts about it replied Donald gravelyBut what is it persisted Pepper It sounds good to meThat is better drawled Rand It not only sounds good but itis,34
+This eBook is produced by Juliet Sutherland Charles Franks and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading TeamIllustration His audience was fairly hanging on his wordsTHE ROSE IN THE RINGBy GEORGE BARR McCUTCHEONWITH FOUR ILLUSTRATIONS IN COLORBY A I KELLERCONTENTSBOOK ONEI THE FUGITIVEII IN THE DRESSING TENTIII DAVID ENTERS THE SAWDUST RINGIV A STRANGER APPEARS ON THE SCENEV SOMETHING ABOUT THE BRADDOCKSVI DAVID JENISONS STORYVII THE BROTHERS CRONKVIII AN INVITATION TO SUPPERIX A THIEF IN THE NIGHTX LOVE WINGS A TIMID DARTXI ARTFUL DICK GOES VISITINGXII IN WHICH MANY THINGS HAPPENXIII THE SALEBOOK TWOI THE DAUGHTER OF COLONEL GRANDII THE STRANGER AT THE HALLIII THE MAN WHO SERVED HIS TIMEIV THE DELIVERY OF A TELEGRAMV THE LOVE THAT WAS STAUNCHVI DOORSTEPSVII TOM BRADDOCKS PROMISEVIII COLONEL GRAND AND THE CLONKSIX IN THE LITTLE TRIANGULAR SQUAREX THE BLACK HEADLINESILLUSTRATIONSHis audience was fairly hanging on his words _Frontispiece_It is my money cried DavidHer lips parted in amazement tremulously struggling into a smile ofwonder and unbeliefThis is the one great solitary hour in your lifeBOOK ONECHAPTER ITHE FUGITIVEThe gaunt man led the way At his heels doggedly came the two shortones fagged yet uncomplaining all of them drenched to the skin bythe chill rain that swirled through the Gap down into the nightridden valley below Sky was never so black Days of incessant stormhad left it impenetrably overcastThese men trudgedor stumbledalong the slippery road which skirtedthe mountains base Soggy unseen farm lands and gardens to theirleft Stygian forests above and to their right Ahead the fardistantwillothewisp flicker of many lights blinking in the foggy shroudThree or four miles lay between the sullen travelers and the town thatcradled itself in the lower end of the valleyNight had stolen early upon the dour spring day The tall man who ledcarried a rickety illsmelling lantern that sent its feeble rays nofarther ahead than a dozen paces it served best to reveal the face ofthe huge silver watch which frequently was drawn from its owners coatpocketEight oclockno moreand yet it seemed to these men that they hadplowed forever through the blackness of this evil night through ahundred villainous shadows by unpointed paths Mile after mile theyhad traversed almost impassable roads unwavering persistence incommand of their strength heavy stoicism their burden Few were thewords that had passed between them during all those weary miles Anoccasional oath muffled but impressive fell from the lips of one orthe other of those who followed close behind the silent imperturbableleader The tall man was as silent as the unspeakable night itselfIt was impossible to distinguish the faces of these dogged nightfarers The collars of their coats were turned up their throats weremuffled and the broad rims of their rainsoaked hats were far downover the eyes There was that about them which suggested theunresented pressure of firearms inside the dry breastpockets of longcoatsThis was an evening in the spring of 1875 and these men were forgingtheir way along a treacherous mountain road in Southwestern VirginiaA word in passing may explain the exigency which forced the travelersto the present undertaking The washing away of a bridge ten milesfarther down the valley had put an end to all thought of progress byrail for the night at least Rigid necessity compelled them toproceed in the face of the direst hardships Their mission was onewhich could not be stayed so long as they possessed legs and stouthearts Checked by the misfortune at the bridge there was nothingleft for them but to make the best of the situation they set forth onfoot across the mountain following the short but more arduous routefrom the lower to the upper valley Since three oclock in theafternoon they had been struggling along their way at times by narrowwagon roads not infrequently by trails and foot paths that made foreconomy in distanceThe tall man strode onward with never decreasing strength andconfidence his companions on the contrary were faint and sore andscowling They were not to the mountains born they came from thegentle lowlands by the seafrom broad plantations and pleasantbyways from the tidewater country He was the leader on this uglynight and yet they were the masters they followed but he led attheir bidding They had known him for less than six hours and yetthey put their lives in his hands another sunrise would doubtless seehim pass out of their thoughts forever He served the purpose of asingle night They did not know his namenor he theirs for thatmatter they took him on faith and for what he was worthfivedollarsAre those the lights of the town panted one of the masters a throbof hope in his breast The tall man paused the others came up besidehim He stretched a long arm in the direction of the twinkling lightsfar aheadYas r was all that he saidHow far demanded the other laboriouslyBout foh mileRoad get any betterYas rCan we make it by nine thinkYas rWed better be moving along Its halfpast seven nowYas rOnce more they set forward descending the slope into the lesshazardous road that wound its way into the town of S then asnow a thriving place in the uplands The ending of a deadly war notmore than ten years prior to the opening of this tale had left thispart of fair Virginia gasping for breath yet too proud to cry forhelp Virginia the richest and fairest and proudest of all theseceding states was but now finding her first moments of real hopeand relief Her fortunes had gone for the cause her hopes had sunkwith itBoth were now rising together from the slough into which they had beendriven by the ruthless Juggernaut of Conquest The panic of 73 meantlittle to the people of this fair commonwealth they had so littlethen to lose and they had lost so much The town of S towardwhich these weary travelers turned their steps was stretching out itshands to clasp Opportunity and Prosperity as those fickle commoditiesrebounded from the vainglorious North the smile was creeping backinto the haggard face of the Southland the dollars were jingling nowbecause they were no longer lonely The,13
+This eBook was created by Charles Aldarondo pgaldarondonetTHE RECREATIONS OF A COUNTRY PARSONSECOND SERIESA K H BOYDBOSTON1862CONTENTSCHAPTER I CONCERNING THE PARSONS CHOICECHAPTER II CONCERNING DISAPPOINTMENT AND SUCCESSCHAPTER III CONCERNING SCYLLA AND CHARYBDISCHAPTER IV CONCERNING CHURCHYARDSCHAPTER V CONCERNING SUMMER DAYSCHAPTER VI CONCERNING SCREWSCHAPTER VII CONCERNING SOLITARY DAYSCHAPTER VIII CONCERNING GLASGOW DOWN THE WATERCHAPTER IX CONCERNING MAN AND HIS DWELLINGPLACECHAPTER X LIFE AT THE WATERCURECHAPTER XI CONCERNING FRIENDS IN COUNCILCHAPTER XII CONCERNING THE PULPIT IN SCOTLANDCHAPTER XIII CONCERNING FUTURE TEARSCHAPTER XIV CONCLUSIONCHAPTER ICONCERNING THE PARSONS CHOICE BETWEEN TOWN AND COUNTRYOne very happy circumstance in a clergymans lot is that he issaved from painful perplexity as regards his choice of the scenein which he is to spend his days and years I am sorry for theman who returns from Australia with a large fortune and with nofurther end in life than to settle down somewhere and enjoy itFor in most cases he has no special tie to any particular placeand he must feel very much perplexed where to go Should any personwho may read this page cherish the purpose of leaving me a hundredthousand pounds to invest in a pretty little estate I beg thathe will at once abandon such a design He would be doing me nokindness I should be entirely bewildered in trying to make up mymind where I should purchase the property I should be rent asunderby conflicting visions of rich English landscape and heathery Scottishhills of seaside breezes and inland meadows of horsechestnutavenues and dark stern pinewoods And after the estate had beenbought I should always be looking back and thinking I might havedone better So on the whole I would prefer that my reader shouldhimself buy the estate and bequeath it to me and then I couldsoon persuade myself that it was the prettiest estate and thepleasantest neighbourhood in BritainNow as a general rule the Great Disposer says to the parson Hereis your home here lies your work through life go and reconcileyour mind to it and do your best in it No doubt there are men inthe Church whose genius popularity influence or luck is suchthat they have a bewildering variety of livings pressed upon thembut it is not so with ordinary folk and certainly it was not sowith me I went where Providence bade me go which was not whereI had wished to go and not where I had thought to go Many whoknow me through the pages which make this and a preceding volumehave said written and printed that I was specially cut out fora country parson and specially adapted to relish a quiet countrylife Not more believe me reader than yourself It is in everyman who sets himself to it to attain the selfsame characteristicsIt is quite true I have these now but a few years since neverwas mortal less like them No cockney set down near Sydney Smithat FostonleClay no fish suddenly withdrawn from its nativestream could feel more strange and cheerless than did I when Iwent to my beautiful country parish where I have spent such happydays and which I have come to love so muchI have said that the parson is for the most part saved the labourof determining where he shall pitch his tent his place and hispath in life are marked out for him But he has his own specialperplexity and labour quite different from those of the man towhom the hundred thousand pounds to invest in land are bequeathedstill as some perhaps would think no less hard His work is toreconcile his mind to the place where God has set him Every mortalmust in many respects face one of these two trials There is allthe world before you where to choose and then the struggle tomake a decided choice with which you shall on reflection remainentirely satisfied  Or there is no choice at all the Hand abovegives you your place and your work and then there is the struggleheartily and cheerfully to acquiesce in the decree as to which youwere not consultedAnd this is not always an easy thing though I am sure that theman who honestly and Christianly tries to do it will never fail tosucceed at last How curiously people are set down in the Churchand indeed in all other callings whatsoever You find men in thelast places they would have chosen in the last places for whichyou would say they are suited You pass a pretty country churchwith its parsonage hardby embosomed in trees and bright withroses  Perhaps the parson of that church had set his heart on anentirely different kind of charge perhaps he is a disappointedman eager to get away and the very worst possible policy tryingfor every vacancy of which he can hear You think as you pass byand sit down on the churchyard wall how happy you could be in soquiet and sweet a spot well if you are willing to do a thingit is pleasant but if you are struggling with a chain you cannotbreak it is miserable The pleasantest thing becomes painfulif it is felt as a restraint What can be cosier than the warmenvironment of sheet and blanket which encircles you in your snugbed Yet if you awake during the night at some alarm of peril andby a sudden effort try at once to shake yourself clear of thesetrammels you will for the halfminute before you succeed feelthat soft restraint as irksome as iron fetters Let your will leadwhither necessity would drive said Locke and you will alwayspreserve your liberty No doubt it is wise advice but how to doall thatWell it can be done but it costs an effort Great part of thework of the civilized and educated man consists of that which thesavage and even the uneducated man would not regard as work atall The things which cost the greatest effort may be done perhapsas you sit in an easy chair with your eyes shut And such an effortis that of making up our mind to many things both in our own lotand in,25
+Produced by Juliet Sutherland Charles Franksand the Online Distributed Proofreading TeamTRY AND TRUSTOr Abner Holdens Bound BoyBYHORATIO ALGER JRAUTHOR OF PAUL THE PEDDLER FROM FARM BOY TOSENATOR SLOW AND SURE ETCTHE MERSHON COMPANYRAHWAY NJ          NEW YORKTO MY YOUNG FRIENDA FLORIAN HENRIQUESBOISIETHIS VOLUME IS AFFECTIONATELY DEDICATEDCONTENTSI     AROUND THE BREAKFAST TABLEII    INTRODUCING THE HEROIII   A COLLISIONIV    A DISAGREEABLE SURPRISEV     THE ENVELOPEVI    ON THE WAYVII   A NEW HOMEVIII  THE GHOST IN THE ATTICIX    EXPOSING A FRAUDX     THE CLOUDS GATHERXI    A CRISISXII   RALPH THE RANGERXIII  A MOMENT OF PERILXIV   TAKEN PRISONERXV    A FOURFOOTED FOEXVI   JUST TOO LATEXVII  NEW ACQUAINTANCESXVIII A YOUNG ARISTOCRATXIX   A SUSPICIOUS CHARACTERXX    FACING A BURGLARXXI   HERBERTS REWARDXXII  ROBBED IN THE NIGHTXXIII A BUSINESS CALLXXIV  FINDING A BOARDING PLACEXXV   GETTING A SITUATIONXXVI  A FAMILY COUNCILXXVII AT THE CONCERTXXVIII PETER GREENLEAF AGAINXXIX  SPARRINGXXX   AN UNEXPECTED BLOWXXXI  MR STANTON IS SURPRISEDXXXII RISEN FROM THE DEADXXXIII A FRIEND IN NEEDXXXIV CONCLUSIONCHAPTER IAROUND THE BREAKFAST TABLEWell wife said Mr Benjamin Stanton as he sat down to a latebreakfast I had a letter from Ohio yesterdayFrom Ohio Who should write you from Ohio Anyone I knowMy sister Margaret you remember moved out there with her husband tenyears agoOh its from her is it said Mrs Stanton indifferentlyNo said her husband with momentary gravity Its from a Dr Kentwho attended her in her last illness Margaret is deadDear me returned Mrs Stanton uncomfortably and I am just out ofmourning for my aunt Do you think it will be necessary for us to gointo mourning for your sisterNo I think not said her husband Margaret has lived away from us solong and people wont know that we have had a death in the familyunless we mention itWas that all the letter saidabout the death I meanWhy no said Mr Stanton with a little frown It seems Margaretleft a childa boy of fourteen and as she left no property thedoctor suggests that I should send for the boy and assume the care ofhimUpon my word said Mrs Stanton you will find yourself in businessif you undertake to provide for all the beggars brats that apply to youfor assistanceYou must remember that you are speaking of my sisters child said MrStanton who cold and selfish and worldly as he was had some touch ofdecency about him and did not relish the term beggars brats asapplied to one so nearly related to himWell call him what you like said his wife only dont be so foolishas to go spending your money on him when our children need all we haveTheres Maria needs a new dress immediately She says all the girls atSignor Madalinis dancing academy dress elegantly and shes positivelyashamed to appear in any of her present dressesHow much will it cost asked Mr Stanton opening his pocketbookYou may hand me seventyfive dollars I think I can make that doWithout a word of remonstrance the money was placed in her handI want some money too said Tom Stanton who had just disposed of avery hearty mealWhat do you want it for TomOh some of the fellows are getting up a club Its going to be aselect affair and of course each of us has got to contribute somemoney You see we are going to hire a room furnish it nicely with acarpet black walnut furniture and so on and thatll cost somethingWhose idea is itWell Sam Paget was the first boy that mentioned itWhose son is heHis father belongs to the firm of Paget Norwood  Co Hes awfulrichYes it is one of our first families said Mr Stanton withsatisfaction Is he a friend of yours TomOh yes we are quit intimateThats right said his father approvingly I am glad you choose yourfriends so well Thats one of the principal reasons I have for sendingyou to an expensive school to get you well launched into good societyYes father I understand said Tom You wont find me associatingwith common boys I hold my head a little too high for that I can tellyouThats right my boy said Mr Stanton with satisfaction And nowhow much money do you want for this club of yoursWell said Tom hesitatingly thirty or forty dollarsIsnt that considerable said his father surprised at the amountWell you see father I want to contribute as much as any of the boysIt would seem mean if I didnt Theres only a few of us to stand theexpense and we dont want to let in any out of our own setThats true said Mr Stanton I approve of that Its all very wellto talk about democracy but I believe in those of the higher orderskeeping by themselvesThen youll give the money father said Tom eagerlyYes Tom theres forty dollars Its more than I ought to spare but Iam determined you shall stand as good a chance as any of your schoolfellows They shant be able to say that your father stints you inanything that your position requiresThank you father said Tom pocketing the two twentydollar billswith great satisfactionThe fact was that Toms assessment amounted to only twenty dollars buthe thought it would be a good excuse for getting more out of his fatherAs to the extra money Tom felt confident that he could find uses enoughfor it He had latterly though but fourteen years of age contractedthe habit of smoking cigars a habit which he found rather expensiveespecially as he felt bound occasionally to treat his companions Thenhe liked now and then to drop in and get an icecream or someconfectionery and these little expenses counted upMr Stanton was a vain worldly man He was anxious to obtain anentrance into the best society For this,13
+Produced by Juliet Sutherland Charles Franksand the Online Distributed Proofreading TeamCircus Animal StoriesUMBOO THE ELEPHANTByHOWARD R GARISAuthor ofThe Bedtime StoriesThe Uncle Wiggily SeriesThe Daddy SeriesEtcCONTENTSChapterI     Baby UmbooII    On The MarchIII   Sliding Down HillIV    Umboo Learns SomethingV     Picking NutsVI    Umboo Is LostVII   Umboo And The SnakeVIII  Umboo Finds His MotherIX    To The Salt SpringX     In A TrapXI    Umboo Goes To SchoolXII   Umboo Is SoldXIII  Umboo On The ShipXIV   Umboo In The CircusXV    Umboo RemembersCHAPTER IBABY UMBOOOh my But its hot It is just too hot for anything cried Chakoone of the monkeys in the circus cage It is hotter under this tentthan ever it was in the jungle Whew and he hung by his tail andswung to and fro from a wooden barIn the jungle we could find a pool of water where we could keepcool said another monkey who was poking around the floor of thecage hoping he could find a peanut But there were only shells Iwish I could go back to the jungle he chatteredWhat did you come away from the jungle for if you dont like it inthis circus asked WooUff the big yellow lion who lay on his backin his cage his legs stuck up in the air for he was cooler that wayWhy did you come from the jungle ChakoI didnt want to come answered the swinging monkey But some whiteand black hunters caught me and a lot more of us chattering chapsand took us away from the jungleThats right my boy exclaimed the deep rumbly voice of Umboo thebiggest elephant in the circus None of us animals would have comeaway from the jungle if we could have had our way But now that weare here we must make the best of itHow can one make the best of it when it is so hot asked Chako Thesun shines down on this circus tent hotter than ever it did in thejungle And there is no pool of water where we can splash and becoolOh if water is all you want I can give you some of that spokeUmboo Wait a minuteNear the elephants of whom Umboo was one on a long line chained tostakes driven in the ground was a big tub of water put there forthem to drink when they wanted to Umboo put his long rubbery hose ofa trunk down into this tub of water and sucked up a lot just as youfill your rubber ball at the bathroom basinLook out now monkeys cried the elephant Its going to rain andhe sort of laughed away down in his throat He couldnt laugh throughhis nose as his nose was his trunk and that was full of water Lookout for a shower he criedWith that the elephant wentWoofumphOut from his trunk as if from a hose sprinkled a shower of waterOver the cage of monkeys it sprayed wetting them as might a fall ofrainHere comes some more cried Umboo and again he dipped his trunk inthe tub of water sucked up some in the two hollow places and againsquirted it over the monkeys cageOh thats good Thats fine cried Chako That was like being in ajungle rain Im cooler now Squirt some more UmbooNo hold on if you please rumbled another elephant It is allright for Umboo to splatter some water on you poor monkeys but if hequirts away all in the tub we will have none to drinkThats so said Umboo I cant squirt away all the water Chako Webig elephants have to drink a lot more than you little monkeys Butwhen the circus men fill our tub again Ill squirt some more on youThank you chattered Chako I feel cooler anyhow And we monkeyscant stand too much water This felt fineThe monkeys in the cage were quite damp and some began combing outtheir long hair with their queer little fingers that look almost likeyours except that their thumb isnt quite the sameIf Umboo cant squirt any more water on us maybe he can do somethingelse to help us forget that it is so hot said Gink a funny littlemonkey who had a very long tailWhat can he do except squirt water on us asked Chako And I wishhed do that again Its the only thing to make us coolerNo I wasnt thinking of that though I do like a little waterspoke Gink But dont you remember Umboo you promised to tell us astory of how you lived in a jungle when you were a baby elephantOh yes so he did exclaimed Chako I had forgotten about that Itwill make us cooler I think to hear you tell a story Umboo PleasedoWell all right I will said the big elephant as he swung to andfro because elephants are very seldom still but always moving asthey stand And they sleep standing updid you know thatIll tell you a story about my jungle went on Umboo But perhapsyou will not like it as well as you did the story Snarlie the tigertold youOh yes we will said Snarlie himself a big handsome striped tigerin a cage not far from where the monkeys lived You can tell us agood story UmbooAnd make it as long as the story WooUff the lion told us beggedHumpo the camel I liked his storyThank you spoke WooUff as he rolled over near the edge of hiscage where he could hear better Im glad you liked my story Humpobut Im sure Umboos will be better than mine And dont forget thefunny part my big elephant friendWhat funny part is that asked Horni the rhinocerosOh I guess he means where I once filled my trunk with water andsquirted some on a man as I did on the monkeys just now said theswaying elephantWhy did you do that Chako wanted to knowWell Ill tell,74
+Transcribed from the 1910 A C Fifield edition by David Price emailccx074coventryacukUNCONSCIOUS MEMORYAs this paper contains nothing which deserves the name either ofexperiment or discovery and as it is in fact destitute of everyspecies of merit we should have allowed it to pass among themultitude of those articles which must always find their way into thecollections of a society which is pledged to publish two or threevolumes every year     We wish to raise our feeble voice againstinnovations that can have no other effect than to check the progressof science and renew all those wild phantoms of the imaginationwhich Bacon and Newton put to flight from her templeOpeningParagraph of a Review of Dr Youngs Bakerian Lecture  EdinburghReview January 1803 p 450Youngs work was laid before the Royal society and was made the1801 Bakerian Lecture  But he was before his time  The secondnumber of the Edinburgh Review contained an article levelled againsthim by Henry afterwards Lord Brougham and this was so severe anattack that Youngs ideas were absolutely quenched for fifteen yearsBrougham was then only twentyfour years of age  Youngs theory wasreproduced in France by Fresnel  In our days it is the acceptedtheory and is found to explain all the phenomena of lightTimesReport of a Lecture by Professor Tyndall on Light April 27 1880This BookIs inscribed toRICHARD GARNETT ESQOf the British MuseumIn grateful acknowledgment of the unwearying kindness with which hehas so often placed at my disposal his varied store of informationContents   Note by R A Streatfeild   Introduction by Marcus Hartog   Authors Preface   Unconscious MemoryNOTEFor many years a link in the chain of Samuel Butlers biologicalworks has been missing  Unconscious Memory was originallypublished thirty years ago but for fully half that period it hasbeen out of print owing to the destruction of a large number of theunbound sheets in a fire at the premises of the printers some yearsago  The present reprint comes I think at a peculiarly fortunatemoment since the attention of the general public has of late beendrawn to Butlers biological theories in a marked manner by severaldistinguished men of science notably by Dr Francis Darwin who inhis presidential address to the British Association in 1908 quotedfrom the translation of Herings address on Memory as a UniversalFunction of Original Matter which Butler incorporated intoUnconscious Memory and spoke in the highest terms of Butlerhimself  It is not necessary for me to do more than refer to thechanged attitude of scientific authorities with regard to Butler andhis theories since Professor Marcus Hartog has most kindly consentedto contribute an introduction to the present edition of UnconsciousMemory summarising Butlers views upon biology and defining hisposition in the world of science  A word must be said as to thecontroversy between Butler and Darwin with which Chapter IV isconcerned  I have been told that in reissuing the book at all I amcommitting a grievous error of taste that the world is no longerinterested in these old unhappy faroff things and battles longago and that Butler himself by refraining from republishingUnconscious Memory tacitly admitted that he wished the controversyto be consigned to oblivion  This last suggestion at any rate hasno foundation in fact  Butler desired nothing less than that hisvindication of himself against what he considered unfair treatmentshould be forgotten  He would have republished Unconscious Memoryhimself had not the latter years of his life been devoted to allengrossing work in other fields  In issuing the present edition I amfulfilling a wish that he expressed to me shortly before his deathR A STREATFEILDApril 1910INTRODUCTION By Marcus Hartog MA  DSc FLS FRHSIn reviewing Samuel Butlers works Unconscious Memory gives us aninvaluable lead for it tells us Chaps II III how the author cameto write the Book of the Machines in Erewhon 1872 with itsforeshadowing of the later theory Life and Habit 1878Evolution Old and New 1879 as well as Unconscious Memory1880 itself  His fourth book on biological theory was Luck orCunning 1887 0aBesides these books his contributions to biology comprise severalessays  Remarks on Romanes Mental Evolution in Animals containedin Selections from Previous Works 1884 incorporated into Luckor Cunning The Deadlock in Darwinism Universal Review AprilJune 1890 republished in the posthumous volume of Essays on LifeArt and Science 1904 and finally some of the Extracts fromthe Notebooks of the late Samuel Butler edited by Mr H FestingJones now in course of publication in the New Quarterly ReviewOf all these LIFE AND HABIT 1878 is the most important the mainbuilding to which the other writings are buttresses or at mostannexes  Its teaching has been summarised in Unconscious Memory infour main principles  1 the oneness of personality between parentand offspring 2 memory on the part of the offspring of certainactions which it did when in the persons of its forefathers 3 thelatency of that memory until it is rekindled by a recurrence of theassociated ideas 4 the unconsciousness with which habitual actionscome to be performed  To these we must add a fifth  thepurposiveness of the actions of living beings as of the machineswhich they make or selectButler tells Life and Habit p 33 that he sometimes hoped thatthis book would be regarded as a valuable adjunct to Darwinism  Hewas bitterly disappointed in the event for the book as a whole wasreceived by professional biologists as a gigantic jokea jokemoreover not in the best possible taste  True its central ideaslargely those of Lamarck had been presented by Hering in 1870 asButler found shortly after his publication they had been favourablyreceived developed by Haeckel expounded and praised by RayLankester  Coming from Butler they met with contumely even fromsuch men as Romanes who as Butler had no difficulty in provingwere unconsciously inspired by the same ideasNur mit ein bischenandern WorterIt is easy looking back to see why Life and Habit so missed itsmark  Charles Darwins presentation of the evolution theory had forthe first time rendered it possible for,2
+Produced by Sue Asscher asschersbigpondcomTHE EVOLUTION OF MANA POPULAR SCIENTIFIC STUDYBYERNST HAECKELVOLUME 2HUMAN STEMHISTORY OR PHYLOGENYTRANSLATED FROM THE FIFTH ENLARGED EDITION BY JOSEPH MCCABEISSUED FOR THE RATIONALIST PRESS ASSOCIATION LIMITEDWATTS  CO17 JOHNSONS COURT FLEET STREET LONDON EC1911CONTENTS OF VOLUME 2LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONSINDEXCHAPTER 216 STRUCTURE OF THE LANCELET AND THE SEASQUIRTCHAPTER 217 EMBRYOLOGY OF THE LANCELET AND THE SEASQUIRTCHAPTER 218 DURATION OF THE HISTORY OF OUR STEMCHAPTER 219 OUR PROTIST ANCESTORSCHAPTER 220 OUR WORMLIKE ANCESTORSCHAPTER 221 OUR FISHLIKE ANCESTORSCHAPTER 222 OUR FIVETOED ANCESTORSCHAPTER 223 OUR APE ANCESTORSCHAPTER 224 EVOLUTION OF THE NERVOUS SYSTEMCHAPTER 225 EVOLUTION OF THE SENSEORGANSCHAPTER 226 EVOLUTION OF THE ORGANS OF MOVEMENTCHAPTER 227 EVOLUTION OF THE ALIMENTARY SYSTEMCHAPTER 228 EVOLUTION OF THE VASCULAR SYSTEMCHAPTER 229 EVOLUTION OF THE SEXUAL ORGANSCHAPTER 230 RESULTS OF ANTHROPOGENYLIST OF ILLUSTRATIONSFIGURE 2210 THE LANCELETFIGURE 2211 SECTION OF THE HEAD OF THE LANCELETFIGURE 2212 SECTION OF AN AMPHIOXUSLARVAFIGURE 2213 DIAGRAM OF PRECEDINGFIGURE 2214 SECTION OF A YOUNG AMPHIOXUSFIGURE 2215 DIAGRAM OF A YOUNG AMPHIOXUSFIGURE 2216 TRANSVERSE SECTION OF LANCELETFIGURE 2217 SECTION THROUGH THE MIDDLE OF THE LANCELETFIGURE 2218 SECTION OF A PRIMITIVEFISH EMBRYOFIGURE 2219 SECTION OF THE HEAD OF THE LANCELETFIGURES 2220 AND 2221 ORGANISATION OF AN ASCIDIAFIGURES 2222 TO 2224 SECTIONS OF YOUNG AMPHIOXUSLARVAEFIGURE 2225 AN APPENDICARIAFIGURE 2226 Chroococcus minorFIGURE 2227 Aphanocapsa primordialisFIGURE 2228 PROTAMOEBAFIGURE 2229 ORIGINAL OVUMCLEAVAGEFIGURE 2230 MORULAFIGURES 2231 AND 2232 Magosphaera planulaFIGURE 2233 MODERN GASTRAEADSFIGURES 2234 AND 2235 Prophysema primordialeFIGURES 2236 AND 2237 Ascula of GastrophysemaFIGURE 2238 OlynthusFIGURE 2239 Aphanostomum LangiiFIGURES 2240 AND 2241 A TURBELLARIANFIGURES 2242 AND 2243 ChaetonotusFIGURE 2244 A NEMERTINE WORMFIGURE 2245 AN ENTEROPNEUSTFIGURE 2246 SECTION OF THE BRANCHIAL GUTFIGURE 2247 THE MARINE LAMPREYFIGURE 2248 FOSSIL PRIMITIVE FISHFIGURE 2249 EMBRYO OF A SHARKFIGURE 2250 MANEATING SHARKFIGURE 2251 FOSSIL ANGELSHARKFIGURE 2252 TOOTH OF A GIGANTIC SHARKFIGURES 2253 TO 2255 CROSSOPTERYGIIFIGURE 2256 FOSSIL DIPNEUSTFIGURE 2257 THE AUSTRALIAN DIPNEUSTFIGURES 2258 AND 2259 YOUNG CERATODUSFIGURE 2260 FOSSIL AMPHIBIANFIGURE 2261 LARVA OF THE SPOTTED SALAMANDERFIGURE 2262 LARVA OF COMMON FROGFIGURE 2263 FOSSIL MAILED AMPHIBIANFIGURE 2264 THE NEW ZEALAND LIZARDFIGURE 2265 Homoeosaurus pulchellusFIGURE 2266 SKULL OF A PERMIAN LIZARDFIGURE 2267 SKULL OF A THEROMORPHUMFIGURE 2268 LOWER JAW OF A PRIMITIVE MAMMALFIGURES 2269 AND 2270 THE ORNITHORHYNCUSFIGURE 2271 LOWER JAW OF A PROMAMMALFIGURE 2272 THE CRABEATING OPOSSUMFIGURE 2273 FOETAL MEMBRANES OF THE HUMAN EMBRYOFIGURE 2274 SKULL OF A FOSSIL LEMURFIGURE 2275 THE SLENDER LORIFIGURE 2276 THE WHITENOSED APEFIGURE 2277 THE DRILLBABOONFIGURES 2278 TO 2282 SKELETONS OF MAN AND THE ANTHROPOID APESFIGURE 2283 SKULL OF THE JAVA APEMANFIGURE 2284 SECTION OF THE HUMAN SKINFIGURE 2285 EPIDERMIC CELLSFIGURE 2286 RUDIMENTARY LACHRYMAL GLANDSFIGURE 2287 THE FEMALE BREASTFIGURE 2288 MAMMARY GLAND OF A NEWBORN INFANTFIGURE 2289 EMBRYO OF A BEARFIGURE 2290 HUMAN EMBRYOFIGURE 2291 CENTRAL MARROW OF A HUMAN EMBRYOFIGURES 2292 AND 2293 THE HUMAN BRAINFIGURES 2294 TO 2296 CENTRAL MARROW OF HUMAN EMBRYOFIGURE 2297 HEAD OF A CHICK EMBRYOFIGURE 2298 BRAIN OF THREE CRANIOTE EMBRYOSFIGURE 2299 BRAIN OF A SHARKFIGURE 2300 BRAIN AND SPINAL CORD OF A FROGFIGURE 2301 BRAIN OF AN OXEMBRYOFIGURES 2302 AND 2303 BRAIN OF A HUMAN EMBRYOFIGURE 2304 BRAIN OF THE RABBITFIGURE 2305 HEAD OF A SHARKFIGURES 2306 TO 2310 HEADS OF CHICKEMBRYOSFIGURE 2311 SECTION OF MOUTH OF HUMAN EMBRYOFIGURE 2312 DIAGRAM OF MOUTHNOSE CAVITYFIGURES 2313 AND 2314 HEADS OF HUMAN EMBRYOSFIGURES 2315 AND 2316 FACE OF HUMAN EMBRYOFIGURE 2317 THE HUMAN EYEFIGURE 2318 EYE OF THE CHICK EMBRYOFIGURE 2319 SECTION OF EYE OF A HUMAN EMBRYOFIGURE 2320 THE HUMAN EARFIGURE 2321 THE BONY LABYRINTHFIGURE 2322 DEVELOPMENT OF THE LABYRINTHFIGURE 2323 PRIMITIVE SKULL OF HUMAN EMBRYOFIGURE 2324 RUDIMENTARY MUSCLES OF THE EARFIGURES 2325 AND 2326 THE HUMAN SKELETONFIGURE 2327 THE HUMAN VERTEBRAL COLUMNFIGURE 2328 PIECE OF THE DORSAL CORDFIGURES 2329 AND 2330 DORSAL VERTEBRAEFIGURE 2331 INTERVERTEBRAL DISKFIGURE 2332 HUMAN SKULLFIGURE 2333 SKULL OF NEWBORN CHILDFIGURE 2334 HEADSKELETON OF A PRIMITIVE FISHFIGURE 2335 SKULLS OF NINE PRIMATESFIGURES 2336 TO 2338 EVOLUTION OF THE FINFIGURE 2339 SKELETON OF THE FORELEG OF AN AMPHIBIANFIGURE 2340 SKELETON OF GORILLAS HANDFIGURE 2341 SKELETON OF HUMAN HANDFIGURE 2342 SKELETON OF HAND OF SIX MAMMALSFIGURES 2343 TO 2345 ARM AND HAND OF THREE ANTHROPOIDSFIGURE 2346 SECTION OF FISHS TAILFIGURE 2347 HUMAN SKELETONFIGURE 2348 SKELETON OF THE GIANT GORILLAFIGURE 2349 THE HUMAN STOMACHFIGURE 2350 SECTION OF THE HEAD OF A RABBITEMBRYOFIGURE 2351 SHARKS TEETHFIGURE 2352 GUT OF A HUMAN EMBRYOFIGURES 2353 AND 2354 GUT OF A DOG EMBRYOFIGURES 2355 AND 2356 SECTIONS OF HEAD OF LAMPREYFIGURE 2357 VISCERA OF A HUMAN EMBRYOFIGURE 2358 RED BLOODCELLSFIGURE 2359 VASCULAR TISSUEFIGURE 2360 SECTION OF TRUNK OF A CHICKEMBRYOFIGURE 2361 MEROCYTESFIGURE 2362 VASCULAR SYSTEM OF AN ANNELIDFIGURE 2363 HEAD OF A FISHEMBRYOFIGURES 2364 TO 2370 THE FIVE ARTERIAL ARCHESFIGURES 2371 AND 2372 HEART OF A RABBITEMBRYOFIGURES 2373 AND 2374 HEART OF A DOGEMBRYOFIGURES 2375 TO 2377 HEART OF A HUMAN EMBRYOFIGURE 2378 HEART OF ADULT MANFIGURE 2379 SECTION OF HEAD OF A CHICKEMBRYOFIGURE 2380 SECTION OF A HUMAN EMBRYOFIGURES 2381 AND 2382 SECTIONS OF A CHICKEMBRYOFIGURE 2383 EMBRYOS OF SAGITTAFIGURE 2384 KIDNEYS OF BDELLOSTOMAFIGURE 2385 SECTION OF EMBRYONIC SHIELDFIGURES 2386 AND 2387 PRIMITIVE KIDNEYSFIGURE 2388 PIGEMBRYOFIGURE 2389 HUMAN EMBRYOFIGURES 2390 TO 2392 RUDIMENTARY KIDNEYS AND SEXUAL ORGANSFIGURES 2393 AND 2394 URINARY AND SEXUAL ORGANS OF SALAMANDERFIGURE 2395 PRIMITIVE KIDNEYS OF HUMAN EMBRYOFIGURES 2396 TO 2398 URINARY ORGANS OF OXEMBRYOSFIGURE 2399 SEXUAL ORGANS OF WATERMOLEFIGURES 2400 AND 2401 ORIGINAL POSITION OF SEXUAL GLANDSFIGURE 2402 UROGENITAL SYSTEM OF HUMAN EMBRYOFIGURE 2403 SECTION OF OVARYFIGURES 2404 TO 2406 GRAAFIAN FOLLICLESFIGURE 2407 A RIPE GRAAFIAN FOLLICLEFIGURE 2408 THE HUMAN OVUMCHAPTER 216 STRUCTURE OF THE LANCELET AND THE SEASQUIRTIn turning from the embryology to the phylogeny of manfrom thedevelopment of the individual to that of the specieswe must bear inmind the direct causal connection that exists between these two mainbranches of the science of human evolution This important causalnexus finds its simplest expression in the fundamental law of organicdevelopment the content and purport of which we have fullyconsidered in the first chapter According to this biogenetic lawontogeny is a brief and condensed recapitulation of phylogeny If thiscompendious reproduction were complete in all cases it would be veryeasy to construct the whole story of evolution on an embryonic basisWhen we,9
+Transcribed by David Price email ccx074coventryacukTWENTYFIVE VILLAGE SERMONSSERMON I  GODS WORLDPSALM civ 24O Lord how manifold are Thy works in wisdom hast Thou made themall  the earth is full of Thy richesWhen we read such psalms as the one from which this verse is takenwe cannot help if we consider feeling at once a great differencebetween them and any hymns or religious poetry which is commonlywritten or read in these days  The hymns which are most liked nowand the psalms which people most willingly choose out of the Bibleare those which speak or seem to speak about Gods dealings withpeoples own souls while such psalms as this are overlookedPeople do not care really about psalms of this kind when they findthem in the Bible and they do not expect or wish nowadays any oneto write poetry like them  For these psalms of which I speak praiseand honour God not for what He has done to our souls but for whatHe has done and is doing in the world around us  This very 104thpsalm for instance speaks entirely about things which we hardlycare or even think proper to mention in church now  It speaks ofthis earth entirely and the things on it  Of the light theclouds and windof hills and valleys and the springs on the hillsidesof wild beasts and birdsof grass and corn and wine andoilof the sun and moon night and daythe great sea the shipsand the fishes and all the wonderful and nameless creatures whichpeople the watersthe very birds nests in the high trees and therabbits burrowing among the rocksnothing on the earth but thispsalm thinks it worth mentioning  And all this which one wouldexpect to find only in a book of natural history is in the Biblein one of the psalms written to be sung in the temple at Jerusalembefore the throne of the living God and His glory which used to beseen in that templeinspired as we all believe by Gods SpiritGods own word in short  that is worth thinking of  Surely theman who wrote this must have thought very differently about thisworld with its fields and woods and beasts and birds from what wethink  Suppose now that we had been old Jews in the templestanding before the holy house and that we believed as the Jewsbelieved that there was only one thin wall and one curtain of linenbetween us and the glory of the living God that unspeakablebrightness and majesty which no one could look at for fear ofinstant death except the highpriest in fear and trembling once ayearthat inside that small holy house He God Almighty appearedvisiblyGod who made heaven and earth  Suppose we had been therein the temple and known all this should we have liked to besinging about beasts and birds with God Himself close to us  Weshould not have liked itwe should have been terrified thinkingperhaps about our own sinfulness perhaps about that wonderfulmajesty which dwelt inside  We should have wished to say or singsomething spiritual as we call it at all events something verydifferent from the 104th psalm about woods and rivers and dumbbeasts  We do not like the thought of such a thing  it seemsalmost irreverent almost impertinent to God to be talking of suchthings in His presence  Now does this shew us that we think aboutthis earth and the things in it in a very different way from thoseold Jews  They thought it a fit and proper thing to talk about cornand wine and oil and cattle and fishes in the presence of AlmightyGod and we do not think it fit and proper  We read this psalm whenit comes in the Churchservice as a matter of course mainly becausewe do not believe that God is here among us  We should not be soready to read it if we thought that Almighty God was so near usThat is a great difference between us and the old Jews  Whether itshews that we are better or not than they were in the main I cannottell perhaps some of them had such thoughts too and said It isnot respectful to God to talk about such commonplace earthly thingsin His presence perhaps some of them thought themselves spiritualand pureminded for looking down on this psalm and on David forwriting it  Very likely for men have had such thoughts in allages and will have them  But the man who wrote this psalm had nosuch thoughts  He said himself in this same psalm that his wordswould please God  Nay he is not speaking and preaching ABOUT Godin this psalm as I am now in my sermon but he is doing more he isspeaking TO Goda much more solemn thing if you will think of itHe says O Lord my God THOU art become exceeding glorious  Thoudeckest Thyself with light as with a garment  All the beasts waiton Thee when Thou givest them meat they gather it  Thou renewestthe face of the earth  When he turns and speaks of God as Hesaying He appointed the moon and so on he cannot help goingback to God and pouring out his wonder and delight and awe toGod Himself as we would sooner speak TO any one we love and honourthan merely speak ABOUT them  He cannot take his mind off God  Andjust at the last when he does turn and speak to himself it is tosay Praise thou the Lord O my soul praise the Lord as ifrebuking and stirring up himself for being too coldhearted andslow for not admiring and honouring enough the infinite wisdom andpower and love and glorious majesty of God which to him shinesout in every hedgeside bird and every blade of grass  Truly I saidthat man had a very different way of looking at Gods earth fromwhat we haveNow in what did that difference lie  What was it  We,9
+From wwwebibleorg with slight reformatting by Martin WardBook 59 James001001 James a servant of God and of the Lord Jesus Christ        to the twelve tribes which are in the Dispersion  Greetings001002 Count it all joy my brothersThe word for brothers        here and where context allows may also be correctly translated        brothers and sisters or siblings when you fall        into various temptations001003 knowing that the testing of your faith produces endurance001004 Let endurance have its perfect work that you may be perfect        and complete lacking in nothing001005 But if any of you lacks wisdom let him ask of God        who gives to all liberally and without reproach and it        will be given to him001006 But let him ask in faith without any doubting for he who doubts        is like a wave of the sea driven by the wind and tossed001007 For let that man not think that he will receive anything        from the Lord001008 He is a doubleminded man unstable in all his ways001009 But let the brother in humble circumstances glory in        his high position001010 and the rich in that he is made humble because like the flower        in the grass he will pass away001011 For the sun arises with the scorching wind and withers        the grass and the flower in it falls and the beauty of its        appearance perishes  So also will the rich man fade away        in his pursuits001012 Blessed is the man who endures temptation for when he has        been approved he will receive the crown of life which the Lord        promised to those who love him001013 Let no man say when he is tempted I am tempted by God        for God cant be tempted by evil and he himself tempts no one001014 But each one is tempted when he is drawn away by his        own lust and enticed001015 Then the lust when it has conceived bears sin and the sin        when it is full grown brings forth death001016 Dont be deceived my beloved brothers001017 Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above coming down        from the Father of lights with whom can be no variation        nor turning shadow001018 Of his own will he brought us forth by the word of truth        that we should be a kind of first fruits of his creatures001019 So then my beloved brothers let every man be swift to hear        slow to speak and slow to anger001020 for the anger of man doesnt produce the righteousness of God001021 Therefore putting away all filthiness and overflowing        of wickedness receive with humility the implanted word        which is able to save your soulsor preserve your life001022 But be doers of the word and not only hearers deluding        your own selves001023 For if anyone is a hearer of the word and not a doer        he is like a man looking at his natural face in a mirror001024 for he sees himself and goes away and immediately forgets        what kind of man he was001025 But he who looks into the perfect law of freedom and continues        not being a hearer who forgets but a doer of the work        this man will be blessed in what he does001026 If anyone among you thinks himself to be religious while        he doesnt bridle his tongue but deceives his heart        this mans religion is worthless001027 Pure religion and undefiled before our God and Father is this        to visit the fatherless and widows in their affliction        and to keep oneself unstained by the world002001 My brothers dont hold the faith of our Lord Jesus Christ        of glory with partiality002002 For if a man with a gold ring in fine clothing comes into        your synagogueor meeting and a poor man in filthy clothing        also comes in002003 and you pay special attention to him who wears the fine clothing        and say Sit here in a good place and you tell the poor man        Stand there or Sit by my footstool002004 havent you shown partiality among yourselves and become        judges with evil thoughts002005 Listen my beloved brothers  Didnt God choose those who are poor        in this world to be rich in faith and heirs of the Kingdom        which he promised to those who love him002006 But you have dishonored the poor man  Dont the,9
+Produced by Susan Skinner Eric Eldredand the Online Distributed Proofreading TeamTHE WEB OF LIFEBYROBERT HERRICKAUTHOR OF THE GOSPEL OF FREEDOM THE MAN WHO WINSLITERARY LOVELETTERS AND OTHER STORIESTO G R C  _Hear from the spirit world this mystery   Creation is summed up O man in thee   Angel and demon man and beast art thou   Yea thou art all thou dost appear to be_THE WEB OF LIFEPART ICHAPTER IThe young surgeon examined the man as he lay on the hospital chair in whichward attendants had left him The surgeons fingers touched him deftlyhere and there as if to test the endurance of the flesh he had to dealwith The head nurse followed his swift movements wearily moving anincandescent light hither and thither observing the surgeon with languidinterest Another nurse much younger without the black band watchedthe surgeon from the foot of the cot Beads of perspiration chasedthemselves down her pale face caused less by sympathy than by sheerweariness and heat The small receiving room of St Isidores was close andstuffy surcharged with odors of iodoform and ether The Chicago spring solong delayed had blazed with a sudden fury the last week in March and nowat ten oclock not a capful of air strayed into the room even through theopen windows that faced the lakeThe patient groaned when the surgeons fingers first touched him thenrelapsed into the spluttering labored respiration of a man in liquor or inheavy pain A stolid young man who carried the case of instruments freshlysteaming from their antiseptic bath made an observation which the surgeonapparently did not hear He was thinking now his thin face set in afrown the upper teeth biting hard over the under lip and drawing up thepointed beard While he thought he watched the man extended on the chairwatched him like an alert cat to extract from him some hint as to what heshould do This absorption seemed to ignore completely the other occupantsof the room of whom he was the central commanding figure The head nurseheld the lamp carelessly resting her hand over one hip thrown out herfigure drooping into an ungainly pose She gazed at the surgeon steadilyas if puzzled at his intense preoccupation over the common case of a manshot in a row Her eyes travelled over the surgeons neatfitting eveningdress which was so bizarre here in the dingy receiving room redolent ofbloody tasks Evidently he had been out to some dinner or party and whenthe injured man was brought in had merely donned his rumpled linen jacketwith its right sleeve half torn from the socket A spot of blood hadalready spurted into the white bosom of his shirt smearing its way overthe pearl button and running under the crisp fold of the shirt The headnurse was too tired and listless to be impatient but she had been calledout of hours on this emergency case and she was not used to the surgeonspreoccupation Such things usually went off rapidly at St Isidores andshe could hear the tinkle of the bell as the hall door opened for anothercase It would be midnight before she could get back to bed The hospitalwas shorthanded as usualThe younger nurse was not watching the patient nor the goodlooking youngsurgeon who seemed to be the special property of her superior Even in herfew months of training she had learned to keep herself calm andserviceable and not to let her mind speculate idly She was gazing out ofthe window into the dull night Some locomotives in the railroad yards justoutside were puffing lazily breathing themselves deeply in the dampspring air One hoarser note than the others struck familiarly on thenurses ear That was the voice of the engine on the tenthirty throughexpress which was waiting to take its train to the east She knew thatengines throb for it was the engine that stood in the yards every eveningwhile she made her first rounds for the night It was the one which took_her_ train round the southern end of the lake across the sandyfields to Michigan to her homeThe engine puffed away and she withdrew her gaze and glanced at thepatient To her too the wounded man was but a case another error ofhumanity that had come to St Isidores for temporary repairs to startonce more on its erring course or perhaps to go forth unfinishedremanded just there to death The tenthirty express was now pulling outthrough the yards in a powerful clamor of clattering switches and heartypulsations that shook the flimsy walls of St Isidores and drew newgroans from the man on the chair The young nurses eyes travelled from himto a woman who stood behind the ward tenders shielded by them and theyoung interne from the group about the hospital chair This woman havingno uniform of any sort must be some one who had come in with the patientand had stayed unobserved in the disorder of a night caseSuddenly the surgeon spoke his words shot out at the head nurseWe will operate nowThe interne shrugged his shoulders but he busied himself in selecting andwiping the instruments Yet in spite of his decisive words the surgeonseemed to hesitateWas there any one with this manany friend he asked the head nurseIn reply she looked around vaguely her mind thrown out of gear by thisunexpected delay Another freak of the handsome surgeonAny relative or friend the surgeon iterated peremptorily looking aboutat the attendantsThe little nurse at the foot of the patient who was not impressed by theirregularity of the surgeons request pointed mutely to the figure behindthe ward tenders The surgeon wheeled about and glanced almost savagely atthe woman his eyes travelling swiftly from her head to her feet The womanthus directly questioned by the comprehending glance returned his lookfreely resentfully At last when the surgeons eyes rested once more onher face this time more gently she answeredI am his wifeThis statement in some way humanized the scene The ward tenders and theinterne stared at her blankly the nurses looked down in unconsciouscomment,0
+Produced by William Koven Juliet Sutherland Charles Franksand the Online Distributed Proofreading TeamIllustration YOUR BOY IF HE IS THE RIGHT KIND OF A BOY HAS WORKTO DO THROUGH A LONG LIFE NOTHING WILL HAPPEN TO HIM A MAN ISIMMORTAL TILL HIS WORK IS DONE THERE ARE EXCEPTIONS TO THIS RULE ASTO ALL OTHERS BUT THIS IS STILL THE RULETHE WHISTLING MOTHERBYGRACE S RICHMONDIllustration musical notationI have the greatest mother on earth I cant call her a littlemother for shes five feet six inches tall and weighs just exactlywhat she ought to according to the table of weights If she were atrifle less active she might put on too much flesh but shell neverkeep still long enough for that I always enjoy having her along onany kind of an outing for shes game for just anything and awfullygood company too In fact she seems more like a vigorous girl thananything I can compare her with And I think her sons are mighty luckychapsespecially just now that the war games onYes thats a picture of Mother neat little holder for it isnt itYes I know she does look interesting doesnt she Shes an awfullygood shot and drives her own car and rides like a Cossack and doesa lot of other thingsnot to mention making homewellwhat it is Isuppose Im rather braggy about her but I tell you I feel that wayjust now and Im going to tell you why Shes pretty too dontyou think so I thought you wouldThe thing that started me off was Hoofy Gilbert coming across the dormhall with a letter in his hand We called him Hoofy because he hatedwalking so and always drove his big yellow roadster from one class toanother even if it was only a thousand feet straight across thecampus to the next lecture Well Hoofy came in that dayit was justbefore the Easter vacationlooking as if he were down and out forfair It turned out hed written home about enlisting and hed gotback a letter from his mother all sobs He didnt know what to doabout it You see the fellows were all writing home and trying tobreak it gently that when they got there theyd have to put it up tothe family to say Go and God bless you But it was looking prettydubious for some of my special friends Their mothers were all rightan awfully nice sort of course but when it came to telling Bob andSam and Hector to enlistthey just simply couldnt do itHoofy said hed got to enlist in spite of his mother He knew it washis duty but hed rather be shot than go home and go through thefarewells He knew his mother would be sick in bed about it and shedcling round his neck and cry on his shoulder and hed have to loosenher arms and go off leaving her feeling like that And his fatherwould look grave and tell him not to mind that his mother wasntwell and that she couldnt help itand Hoofy really didnt think shecould being made that way Just the same he dreaded going home tosay goodbyedreaded it so much he felt like flunking it and wiringhe couldnt comeI told him he mustnt do thatthat his mother would never forgivehim and that hed have to put on a stiff upper lip and go throughwith it And Hoofy owned that that was the thing he was really afraidofthat his upper lip wouldnt keep stiff but would wobble in spiteof him And of course a breakdown on his own part would be the worstpossible thing that could happen to him No potential soldier wants tofeel his upper lip unreliable no matter what happens Its likely tomake him flinch in a critical moment when flinching wont doI was looking up at a picture of Mother on the wall over my desk as Iadvised him to go home and he asked me suddenly what _my_ motherwrote back when I told her I hated to tell him but he pushed meabout it so I finally got out her letter and read him the lastparagraphbut one Of course the last one I wouldnt have read toanybodyIts all right Son and were proud as Punch of you that you wantto be not only in Americas _First Hundred Thousand_ but inher _First Ten Thousand_ We know it will stiffen your spineconsiderably to hear that your family are behind you Well wearejust ranks and rows of us with our heads up and the colourswaving Even Grandfather and Grandmother are as gallant as veteransabout it So go aheadbut come home first if you can You needntfear we shall make it hard for younot we We may offer you a gooddeal of jelly in our enthusiasm for you but you could always stand agood deal of jelly you know so theres no danger of our making ajellyfish of youwhich wouldnt do in the circumstances Thatsrather a poor joke but Ill try to make a better one for you to laughat when you come When shall we expect you Nowe wont have thevillage band out and will try not to look as if we had a hero in ourmidst but we shall be awfully glad to see Jack just the sameWhen I looked up after reading this Hoofy looked like a small boywhos been staring in a shopwindow at a fireengine he cant have Heheaved a big sigh and said Well I wish my motherd take it thatway and went out banging the door after him And I got up and wentover and took Mother down and looked at her and said to her Yougame little sport youyoud put the spine into a jellyfish anytime And I wouldnt miss going home to hug you for goodbye if I knewthe first round of shot would get me as a resultSo then I packed up and went around and saw the dean who assured methat even though I didnt stay to finish my Junior year Id keep myplace and get my dip no matter how long,13
+Juliet Sutherland Charles Franks and the Online Distributed ProofreadingTeamThe Works of E P RoeVOLUME TENWHAT CAN SHE DOILLUSTRATEDDEDICATION                  IF I WERE               TO DEDICATE THIS           BOOK IT WOULD BE TO THOSE      GIRLS WHO RESOLVE THAT THEY WILL NOTPLAY THE POOR ROLE OF MICAWBER THEIR ONLY CHANCE FOR     LIFE BEING THAT SOME ONE WILL TURN UP           WHOM THEY MAY BURDEN WITH                THEIR HELPLESS                    WEIGHTPREFACEThis book was not written to amuse to create purposeless excitementor to secure a little praise as a bit of artistic work It wouldprobably fail in all these things It was written with a definiteearnest purpose which I trust will be apparent to the readerAs society in our land grows older and departs from primitivesimplicity as many are becoming rich but more poor the changes thatI have sought to warn against become more threatening The ordinaryavenues of industry are growing thronged and it daily involves a morefearful risk for a woman to be thrown out upon the world withunskilled hands an untrained mind and an unbraced moral natureImpressed with this danger by some considerable observation by amultitude of facts that might wring tears from stony eyes I havetried to write earnestly if not wiselyOf necessity it touches somewhat on a subject delicate and difficultto treatthe skeleton in the closet of society But the evil existson every side and at some time or other threatens every home andlife It is my belief that Christian teachers should not timidly orloftily ignore it for mark it well the evil does not let us or oursalone It is my belief that it should be dealt with in a plainfearless manly manner Those who differ with me have a right to theiropinionThere is one other thought that I wish to suggest Much of the fictionof our day otherwise strong and admirable is discouraging in thisrespect In the delineation of character some are good some are badand some indifferent We have a lovely heroine a noble herodeveloping seemingly in harmony with the inevitable laws of theirnatures Associated with them are those of the commoner or baser sortalso developing in accordance with the innate principles of theirnatures The first are presented as if created of finer clay than theothers The first are the flowers in the garden of society the latterthe weeds According to this theory of character the heroine mustgrow as a mossrose and the weed remain a weed Credit is not due toone blame should not be visited on the other Is this true Is notthe choice between good and evil placed before every human soul savewhere ignorance and mental feebleness destroy free agency In thefield of the world which the angels of God are to reap is it not evenpossible for the tares to become wheat And cannot the sweetest andmost beautiful natural flowers of character borrow from the skies afragrance and bloom not of earth So Gods inspired Word teaches meI have turned away from many an exquisite and artistic delineation ofhuman life sighing God might as well never have spoken words ofhope warning and strength for all there is in this book The Divineand human Friend might have remained in the Heavens and never come toearth in human guise that He might press His great heart of worldwide sympathy against the burdened suffering heart of humanity Heneed not have died to open a way of life for all There is nothinghere but human motive human strength and earthly destiny We protestagainst this narrowing down of life though it be done with thefaultless skill and taste of the most cultured genius The children ofmen are not orphaned Our Creator is still EmmanuelGod with usEarthly existence is but the prelude of our life and even from thisthe Divine artist can take much of the discord and give an earnest ofthe eternal harmoniesWe all are honored with the privilege of coworking with HimIf I in my little sphere can by this book lead one father to train hischildren to be more strong and selfreliant one mother to teach herdaughters a purer more patient more heroic womanhoodif I haveplaced one more barrier in the tempters way and inspired one morewholesome fear and principle in the heart of the temptedif bylifting the dark curtain a moment I can reveal enough to keep onecountry girl from leaving her safe native village for unprotected lifein some great cityif I can add one iota toward a public opinion thatwill honor useful labor however humble and condemn and renderdisgraceful idleness and helplessness however gildedif chief ofall I lead one heavyladen heart to the only source of rest I shallbe well rewarded whatever is said of this volumeCONTENTSCHAPTER ITHREE GIRLSCHAPTER IIA FUTURE OP HUMAN DESIGNINGCHAPTER IIITHREE MENCHAPTER IVTHE SKIES DARKENINGCHAPTER VTHE STORM THREATENINGCHAPTER VITHE WRECKCHAPTER VIIAMONG THE BREAKERSCHAPTER VIIIWARPEDCHAPTER IXA DESERT ISLANDCHAPTER XEDITH BECOMES A DIVINITYCHAPTER XIMRS ALLENS POLICYCHAPTER XIIWAITING FOR SOME ONE TO TURN UPCHAPTER XIIITHEY TURN UPCHAPTER XIVWE CANT WORKCHAPTER XVTHE TEMPTATIONCHAPTER XVIBLACK HANNIBALS WHITE HEARTCHAPTER XVIITHE CHANGES OF TWO SHORT MONTHSCHAPTER XVIIIIGNORANCE LOOKING FOR WORKCHAPTER XIXA FALLING STARCHAPTER XXDESOLATIONCHAPTER XXIEDITHS TRUE KNIGHTCHAPTER XXIIA MYSTERYCHAPTER XXIIIA DANGEROUS STEPCHAPTER XXIVSCORN AND KINDNESSCHAPTER XXVA HORROR OF GREAT DARKNESSCHAPTER XXVIFRIEND AND SAVIOURCHAPTER XXVIITHE MYSTERY SOLVEDCHAPTER XXVIIIEDITH TELLS THE OLD OLD STORYCHAPTER XXIXHANNIBAL LEARNS HOW HIS HEART CAN BE WHITECHAPTER XXXEDITHS AND ARDENS FRIENDSHIPCHAPTER XXXIZELLCHAPTER XXXIIEDITH BRINGS THE WANDERER HOMECHAPTER XXXIIIEDITHS GREAT TEMPTATIONCHAPTER XXXIVSAVEDCHAPTER XXXVCLOSING SCENESCHAPTER XXXVILAST WORDSCHAPTER ITHREE GIRLSIt was a very cold blustering day in early January and even brilliantthronged Broadway felt the influence of winters harshest,67
+This eBook was produced by David Widger  widgercecometnet                            POEMS OF NATURE                    POEMS SUBJECTIVE AND REMINISCENT                            RELIGIOUS POEMS                                   BY                        JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIERCONTENTSRELIGIOUS POEMS     THE STAR OF BETHLEHEM     THE CITIES OF THE PLAIN     THE CALL OF THE CHRISTIAN     THE CRUCIFIXION     PALESTINE     HYMNS FROM THE FRENCH OF LAMARTINE          I ENCORE UN HYMNE          II LE CRI DE LAME     THE FAMILISTS HYMN     EZEKIEL     WHAT THE VOICE SAID     THE ANGEL OF PATIENCE     THE WIFE OF MANOAH TO HER HUSBAND     MY SOUL AND I     WORSHIP     THE HOLY LAND     THE REWARD     THE WISH OF TODAY     ALLS WELL     INVOCATION     QUESTIONS OF LIFE     FIRSTDAY THOUGHTS     TRUST     TRINITAS     THE SISTERS     THE ROCK IN EL GHOR     THE OVERHEART     THE SHADOW AND THE LIGHT     THE CRY OF A LOST SOUL     ANDREW RYKMANS PRAYER                             RELIGIOUS POEMSTHE STAR OF BETHLEHEMWhere Time the measure of his hoursBy changeful bud and blossom keepsAnd like a young bride crowned with flowersFair Shiraz in her garden sleepsWhere to her poets turban stoneThe Spring her gift of flowers impartsLess sweet than those his thoughts have sownIn the warm soil of Persian heartsThere sat the stranger where the shadeOf scattered datetrees thinly layWhile in the hot clear heaven delayedThe long and still and weary dayStrange trees and fruits above him hungStrange odors filled the sultry airStrange birds upon the branches swungStrange insect voices murmured thereAnd strange bright blossoms shone aroundTurned sunward from the shadowy bowersAs if the Ghebers soul had foundA fitting home in Irans flowersWhateer he saw whateer he heardAwakened feelings new and sadNo Christian garb nor Christian wordNor church with Sabbathbell chimes gladBut Moslem graves with turban stonesAnd mosquespires gleaming white in viewAnd graybeard Mollahs in low tonesChanting their Koran service throughThe flowers which smiled on either handLike tempting fiends were such as theyWhich once oer all that Eastern landAs gifts on demon altars layAs if the burning eye of BaalThe servant of his Conqueror knewFrom skies which knew no cloudy veilThe Suns hot glances smote him throughAh me the lonely stranger saidThe hope which led my footsteps onAnd light from heaven around them shedOer weary wave and waste is goneWhere are the harvest fields all whiteFor Truth to thrust her sickle inWhere flock the souls like doves in flightFrom the dark hidingplace of sinA silenthorror broods oer allThe burden of a hateful spellThe very flowers around recallThe hoary magis rites of hellAnd what am I oer such a landThe banner of the Cross to bearDear Lord uphold me with Thy handThy strength with human weakness shareHe ceased for at his very feetIn mild rebuke a floweret smiledHow thrilled his sinking heart to greetThe Starflower of the Virgins childSown by some wandering Frank it drewIts life from alien air and earthAnd told to Paynim sun and dewThe story of the Saviours birthFrom scorching beams in kindly moodThe Persian plants its beauty screenedAnd on its pagan sisterhoodIn love the Christian floweret leanedWith tears of joy the wanderer feltThe darkness of his long despairBefore that hallowed symbol meltWhich Gods dear love had nurtured thereFrom Natures face that simple flowerThe lines of sin and sadness sweptAnd Magian pile and Paynim bowerIn peace like that of Eden sleptEach Moslem tomb and cypress oldLooked holy through the sunset airAnd angellike the Muezzin toldFrom tower and mosque the hour of prayerWith cheerful steps the morrows dawnFrom Shiraz saw the stranger partThe Starflower of the VirginBornStill blooming in his hopeful heart1830THE CITIES OF THE PLAINGet ye up from the wrath of Gods terrible dayUngirded unsandalled arise and awayT is the vintage of blood t is the fulness of timeAnd vengeance shall gather the harvest of crimeThe warning was spokenthe righteous had goneAnd the proud ones of Sodom were feasting aloneAll gay was the banquetthe revel was longWith the pouring of wine and the breathing of songT was an evening of beauty the air was perfumeThe earth was all greenness the trees were all bloomAnd softly the delicate viol was heardLike the murmur of love or the notes of a birdAnd beautiful maidens moved down in the danceWith the magic of motion and sunshine of glanceAnd white arms wreathed lightly and tresses fell freeAs the plumage of birds in some tropical treeWhere the shrines of foul idols were lighted on highAnd wantonness tempted the lust of the eyeMidst rites of obsceneness strange loathsome abhorredThe blasphemer scoffed at the,3
+This eBook was produced by David Widger  widgercecometnet                           ANTISLAVERY POEMS                       SONGS OF LABOR AND REFORM                                   BY                        JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIERCONTENTSANTISLAVERY POEMSTO WILLIAM LLOYD GARRISONTOUSSAINT LOUVERTURETHE SLAVESHIPSEXPOSTULATIONHYMN THOU WHOSE PRESENCE WENT BEFORETHE YANKEE GIRLTHE HUNTERS OF MENSTANZAS FOR THE TIMESCLERICAL OPPRESSORSA SUMMONSTO THE MEMORY OF THOMASTHE MORAL WARFARERITNERTHE PASTORAL LETTERHYMN O HOLY FATHER JUST AND TRUETHE FAREWELL OF A VIRGINIA SLAVE MOTHERPENNSYLVANIA HALLTHE NEW YEARTHE RELICTHE WORLDS CONVENTIONMASSACHUSETTS TO VIRGINIATHE CHRISTIAN SLAVETHE SENTENCE OF JOHN L BROWNTEXAS     VOICE OF NEW ENGLAND     TO FANEUIL HALL     TO MASSACHUSETTS     NEW HAMPSHIRE     THE PINETREETO A SOUTHERN STATESMANAT WASHINGTONTHE BRANDED HANDTHE FREED ISLANDSA LETTERLINES FROM A LETTER TO A YOUNG CLERICAL FRIENDDANIEL NEALLSONG OF SLAVES IN THE DESERTTo DELAWAREYORKTOWNRANDOLPH OF ROANOKETHE LOST STATESMANTHE SLAVES OF MARTINIQUETHE CURSE OF THE CHARTERBREAKERSPAEANTHE CRISISLINES ON THE PORTRAIT OF A CELEBRATED PUBLISHERDERNEA SABBATH SCENEIN THE EVIL DAYMOLOCH IN STATE STREETOFFICIAL PIETYTHE RENDITIONARISEN AT LASTTHE HASCHISHFOR RIGHTEOUSNESS SAKETHE KANSAS EMIGRANTSLETTER FROM A MISSIONARY OF THE METHODIST     EPISCOPAL CHURCH SOUTH IN KANSAS TO A     DISTINGUISHED POLITICIANBURIAL OF BARBERTO PENNSYLVANIALE MARAIS DU CYGNETHE PASS OF THE SIERRAA SONG FOR THE TIMEWHAT OF THE DAYA SONG INSCRIBED TO THE FREMONT CLUBSTHE PANORAMAON A PRAYERBOOKTHE SUMMONSTO WILLIAM H SEWARDIN WAR TIME     TO SAMUEL E SEWALL AND HARRIET W SEWALL     THY WILL BE DONE     A WORD FOR THE HOUR     EIN FESTE BURG IST UNSER GOTT     TO JOHN C FREMONT     THE WATCHERS     TO ENGLISHMEN     MITHRIDATES AT CHIOS     AT PORT ROYAL     ASTRAEA AT THE CAPITOL     THE BATTLE AUTUMN OF 1862     OF ST HELENAS ISLAND S C     THE PROCLAMATION     ANNIVERSARY POEM     BARBARA FRIETCHIE     HAT THE BIRDS SAID     THE MANTLE OF ST JOHN DE MATRA     LADS DEO     HYMN FOR THE CELEBRATION OF EMANCIPATION          AT NEWBURYPORTAFTER THE WAR     THE PEACE AUTUMN     TO THE THIRTYNINTH CONGRESS     THE HIVE AT GETTYSBURG     HOWARD AT ATLANTA     THE EMANCIPATION GROUP     THE JUBILEE SINGERS     GARRISONSONGS OF LABOR AND REFORMTHE QUAKER OF THE OLDEN TIMEDEMOCRACYTHE GALLOWSSEEDTIME AND HARVESTTO THE REFORMERS OF ENGLANDTHE HUMAN SACRIFICESONGS OF LABOR     DEDICATION     THE SHOEMAKERS     THE FISHERMEN     THE LUMBERMEN     THE SHIPBUILDERS     THE DROVERS     THE HUSKERSTHE REFORMERTHE PEACE CONVENTION AT BRUSSELSTHE PRISONER FOR DEBTTHE CHRISTIAN TOURISTSTHE MEN OF OLDTO PIUS IXCALEF IN BOSTONOUR STATETHE PRISONERS OF NAPLESTHE PEACE OF EUROPEASTRAEATHE DISENTHRALLEDTHE POOR VOTER ON ELECTION DAYTHE DREAM OF PIO NONOTHE VOICESTHE NEW EXODUSTHE CONQUEST OF FINLANDTHE EVE OF ELECTIONFROM PERUGIAITALYFREEDOM IN BRAZILAFTER ELECTIONDISARMAMENTTHE PROBLEMOUR COUNTRYON THE BIG HORNNOTESANTISLAVERY POEMS    TO WILLIAM LLOYD GARRISONCHAMPION of those who groan beneathOppressions iron handIn view of penury hate and deathI see thee fearless standStill bearing up thy lofty browIn the steadfast strength of truthIn manhood sealing well the vowAnd promise of thy youthGo on for thou hast chosen wellOn in the strength of GodLong as one human heart shall swellBeneath the tyrants rodSpeak in a slumbering nations earAs thou hast ever spokenUntil the dead in sin shall hearThe fetters link be brokenI love thee with a brothers loveI feel my pulses thrillTo mark thy spirit soar aboveThe cloud of human illMy heart hath leaped to answer thineAnd echo back thy wordsAs leaps the warriors at the shineAnd flash of kindred swordsThey tell me thou art rash and vainA searcher after fameThat thou art striving but to gainA longenduring nameThat thou hast nerved the Africs handAnd steeled the Africs heartTo shake aloft his vengeful brandAnd rend his chain apartHave I not known thee well and readThy mighty purpose longAnd watched the trials which have madeThy human spirit strongAnd shall the slanderers demon breathAvail with one like meTo dim the sunshine of my faithAnd earnest trust in theeGo on the daggers point may glareAmid thy pathways gloomThe fate which sternly threatens thereIs glorious martyrdomThen onward with a martyrs zealAnd wait thy sure rewardWhen man to man no more shall kneelAnd God alone be Lord1832TOUSSAINT LOUVERTUREToussaint LOuverture the black chieftain of Hayti was a slave on theplantation de Libertas belonging to M Bayou When the rising of thenegroes took place in 1791 Toussaint refused to join them until he hadaided M Bayou and his family to escape to Baltimore The white man haddiscovered in Toussaint many noble qualities and had instructed him insome of the first branches of education and the preservation of hislife was owing to the negros gratitude for this kindness  In 1797Toussaint LOuverture was appointed by the French governmentGeneralinChief of the armies of St Domingo and as such signed theConvention with General Maitland for the evacuation of the island by theBritish,3
+This eBook was produced by David Widger  widgercecometnet                           ANTISLAVERY POEMS                       SONGS OF LABOR AND REFORM                                   BY                        JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIERCONTENTSTEXAS     VOICE OF NEW ENGLAND     TO FANEUIL HALL     TO MASSACHUSETTS     NEW HAMPSHIRE     THE PINETREETO A SOUTHERN STATESMANAT WASHINGTONTHE BRANDED HANDTHE FREED ISLANDSA LETTERLINES FROM A LETTER TO A YOUNG CLERICAL FRIENDDANIEL NEALLSONG OF SLAVES IN THE DESERTTo DELAWAREYORKTOWNRANDOLPH OF ROANOKETHE LOST STATESMANTHE SLAVES OF MARTINIQUETHE CURSE OF THE CHARTERBREAKERSPAEANTHE CRISISLINES ON THE PORTRAIT OF A CELEBRATED PUBLISHERTEXASVOICE OF NEW ENGLANDThe five poems immediately following indicate the intense feeling of thefriends of freedom in view of the annexation of Texas with its vastterritory sufficient as was boasted for six new slave StatesUp the hillside down the glenRouse the sleeping citizenSummon out the might of menLike a lion growling lowLike a nightstorm rising slowLike the tread of unseen foeIt is coming it is nighStand your homes and altars byOn your own free thresholds dieClang the bells in all your spiresOn the gray hills of your siresFling to heaven your signalfiresFrom Wachuset lone and bleakUnto Berkshires tallest peakLet the flametongued heralds speakOh for God and duty standHeart to heart and hand to handRound the old graves of the landWhoso shrinks or falters nowWhoso to the yoke would bowBrand the craven on his browFreedoms soil hath only placeFor a free and fearless raceNone for traitors false and basePerish party perish clanStrike together while ye canLike the arm of one strong manLike that angels voice sublimeHeard above a world of crimeCrying of the end of timeWith one heart and with one mouthLet the North unto the SouthSpeak the word befitting bothWhat though Issachar be strongYe may load his back with wrongOvermuch and over longPatience with her cup oerrunWith her weary thread outspunMurmurs that her work is doneMake our Unionbond a chainWeak as tow in Freedoms strainLink by link shall snap in twainVainly shall your sandwrought ropeBind the starry cluster upShattered over heavens blue copeGive us bright though broken raysRather than eternal hazeClouding oer the fullorbed blazeTake your land of sun and bloomOnly leave to Freedom roomFor her plough and forge and loomTake your slaveryblackened valesLeave us but our own free galesBlowing on our thousand sailsBoldly or with treacherous artStrike the bloodwrought chain apartBreak the Unions mighty heartWork the ruin if ye willPluck upon your heads an illWhich shall grow and deepen stillWith your bondmans right arm bareWith his heart of black despairStand alone if stand ye dareOnward with your fell designDig the gulf and draw the lineFire beneath your feet the mineDeeply when the wide abyssYawns between your land and thisShall ye feel your helplessnessBy the hearth and in the bedShaken by a look or treadYe shall own a guilty dreadAnd the curse of unpaid toilDownward through your generous soilLike a fire shall burn and spoilOur bleak hills shall bud and blowVines our rocks shall overgrowPlenty in our valleys flowAnd when vengeance clouds your skiesHither shall ye turn your eyesAs the lost on ParadiseWe but ask our rocky strandFreedoms true and brother bandFreedoms strong and honest handValleys by the slave untrodAnd the Pilgrims mountain sodBlessed of our fathers God1844TO FANEUIL HALLWritten in 1844 on reading a call by a Massachusetts Freeman for ameeting in Faneuil Hall of the citizens of Massachusetts withoutdistinction of party opposed to the annexation of Texas and theaggressions of South Carolina and in favor of decisive action againstslaveryMEN if manhood still ye claimIf the Northern pulse can thrillRoused by wrong or stung by shameFreely strongly stillLet the sounds of traffic dieShut the millgate leave the stallFling the axe and hammer byThrong to Faneuil HallWrongs which freemen never brookedDangers grim and fierce as theyWhich like couching lions lookedOn your fathers wayThese your instant zeal demandShaking with their earthquakecallEvery rood of Pilgrim landHo to Faneuil HallFrom your capes and sandy barsFrom your mountainridges coldThrough whose pines the westering starsStoop their crowns of goldCome and with your footsteps wakeEchoes from that holy wallOnce again for Freedoms sakeRock your fathers hallUp and tread beneath your feetEvery cord by party spunLet your hearts together beatAs the heart of oneBanks and tariffs stocks and tradeLet them rise or let them fallFreedom asks your common aidUp to Faneuil HallUp and let each voice that speaksRing from thence to Southern plainsSharply as the blow which breaksPrisonbolts and chainsSpeak as well becomes the freeDreaded more than steel or ballShall your calmest utterance beHeard from Faneuil HallHave they wronged us Let us thenRender back nor threats nor prayersHave they chained our freeborn menLet us unchain theirsUp your banner leads the vanBlazoned Liberty for allFinish what your sires beganUp to Faneuil HallTO MASSACHUSETTSWHAT though around thee blazesNo fiery rallying signFrom all thy own high placesGive heaven the light of thineWhat though unthrilled unmovingThe statesman stand apartAnd comes no warm approvingFrom Mammons crowded martStill let the land be shakenBy a summons of thine ownBy all save truth forsakenStand fast with that aloneShrink not from strife unequalWith the best is always hopeAnd ever in the sequelGod holds the right side upBut when with thine unitingCome voices long and loudAnd faroff hills are writingThy firewords on the cloudWhen from Penobscots fountainsA deep response is heardAnd across the Western mountainsRolls back thy rallying wordShall thy line of battle falterWith its allies just in viewOh by hearth and holy altarMy fatherland be trueFling,3
+This eBook was produced by David Widger  widgercecometnet                           ANTISLAVERY POEMS                       SONGS OF LABOR AND REFORM                                   BY                        JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIERCONTENTSDERNEA SABBATH SCENEIN THE EVIL DAYMOLOCH IN STATE STREETOFFICIAL PIETYTHE RENDITIONARISEN AT LASTTHE HASCHISHFOR RIGHTEOUSNESS SAKETHE KANSAS EMIGRANTSLETTER FROM A MISSIONARY OF THE METHODIST     EPISCOPAL CHURCH SOUTH IN KANSAS TO A     DISTINGUISHED POLITICIANBURIAL OF BARBERTO PENNSYLVANIALE MARAIS DU CYGNETHE PASS OF THE SIERRAA SONG FOR THE TIMEWHAT OF THE DAYA SONG INSCRIBED TO THE FREMONT CLUBSTHE PANORAMAON A PRAYERBOOKTHE SUMMONSTO WILLIAM H SEWARDDERNEThe storming of the city of Derne in 1805 by General Eaton at thehead of nine Americans forty Greeks and a motley array of Turks andArabs was one of those feats of hardihood and daring which have in allages attracted the admiration of the multitude The higher and holierheroism of Christian selfdenial and sacrifice in the humble walks ofprivate duty is seldom so well appreciatedNIGHT on the city of the MoorOn mosque and tomb and whitewalled shoreOn seawaves to whose ceaseless knockThe narrow harborgates unlockOn corsairs galley carack tallAnd plundered Christian caravalThe sounds of Moslem life are stillNo mulebell tinkles down the hillStretched in the broad court of the khanThe dusty Bornou caravanLies heaped in slumber beast and manThe Sheik is dreaming in his tentHis noisy Arab tongue oerspentThe kiosks glimmering lights are goneThe merchant with his wares withdrawnRough pillowed on some pirate breastThe dancinggirl has sunk to restAnd save where measured footsteps fallAlong the Bashaws guarded wallOr where like some bad dream the JewCreeps stealthily his quarter throughOr counts with fear his golden heapsThe City of the Corsair sleepsBut where yon prison long and lowStands black against the pale starglowChafed by the ceaseless wash of wavesThere watch and pine the Christian slavesRoughbearded men whose faroff wivesWear out with grief their lonely livesAnd youth still flashing from his eyesThe clear blue of New England skiesA treasured lock of whose soft hairNow wakes some sorrowing mothers prayerOr worn upon some maiden breastStirs with the loving hearts unrestA bitter cup each life must drainThe groaning earth is cursed with painAnd like the scroll the angel boreThe shuddering Hebrew seer beforeOerwrit alike without withinWith all the woes which follow sinBut bitterest of the ills beneathWhose load man totters down to deathIs that which plucks the regal crownOf Freedom from his forehead downAnd snatches from his powerless handThe sceptred sign of selfcommandEffacing with the chain and rodThe image and the seal of GodTill from his nature day by dayThe manly virtues fall awayAnd leave him naked blind and muteThe godlike merging in the bruteWhy mourn the quiet ones who dieBeneath affections tender eyeUnto their household and their kinLike ripened cornsheaves gathered inO weeper from that tranquil sodThat holy harvesthome of GodTurn to the quick and suffering shedThy tears upon the living deadThank God above thy dear ones gravesThey sleep with Him they are not slavesWhat dark mass down the mountainsidesSwiftpouring like a stream dividesA long loose straggling caravanCamel and horse and armed manThe moons low crescent glimmering oerIts grave of waters to the shoreLights tip that mountain cavalcadeAnd gleams from gun and spear and bladeNear and more near now oer them fallsThe shadow of the city wallsHark to the sentrys challenge drownedIn the fierce trumpets charging soundThe rush of men the muskets pealThe short sharp clang of meeting steelVain Moslem vain thy lifeblood pouredSo freely on thy foemans swordNot to the swift nor to the strongThe battles of the right belongFor he who strikes for Freedom wearsThe armor of the captives prayersAnd Nature proffers to his causeThe strength of her eternal lawsWhile he whose arm essays to bindAnd herd with common brutes his kindStrives evermore at fearful oddsWith Nature and the jealous godsAnd dares the dread recoil which lateOr soon their right shall vindicateT is done the horned crescent fallsThe starflag flouts the broken wallsJoy to the captive husband joyTo thy sick heart O brownlocked boyIn sullen wrath the conquered MoorWide open flings your dungeondoorAnd leaves ye free from cell and chainThe owners of yourselves againDark as his allies desertbornSoiled with the battles stain and wornWith the long marches of his bandThrough hottest wastes of rock and sandScorched by the sun and furnacebreathOf the red deserts wind of deathWith welcome words and grasping handsThe victor and deliverer standsThe tale is one of distant skiesThe dust of half a century liesUpon it yet its heros nameStill lingers on the lips of FameMen speak the praise of him who gaveDeliverance to the Moormans slaveYet dare to brand with shame and crimeThe heroes of our land and timeThe selfforgetful ones who stakeHome name and life for Freedoms sakeGod mend his heart who cannot feelThe impulse of a holy zealAnd sees not with his sordid eyesThe beauty of selfsacrificeThough in the sacred place he standsUplifting consecrated handsUnworthy are his lips to tellOf Jesus martyrmiracleOr name aright that dread embraceOf suffering for a fallen race1850A SABBATH SCENEThis poem finds its justification in the readiness with which even inthe North clergymen urged the prompt execution of the Fugitive SlaveLaw as a Christian duty and defended the system of slavery as a BibleinstitutionSCARCE had the solemn SabbathbellCeased quivering in the steepleScarce had the parson to his deskWalked stately through his peopleWhen down the summershaded streetA wasted female figureWith dusky brow and naked feetCame rushing wild and eagerShe saw the white spire through the treesShe heard the sweet,3
+This eBook was produced by David Widger  widgercecometnet                     OLD PORTRAITS AND MODERN SKETCHES                       PERSONAL SKETCHES AND TRIBUTES                             HISTORICAL PAPERS                                   BY                          JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIERCONTENTSOLD PORTRAITS AND MODERN SKETCHES     JOHN BUNYAN     THOMAS ELLWOOD     JAMES NAYLER     ANDREW MARVELL     JOHN ROBERTS     SAMUEL HOPKINS     RICHARD BAXTER     WILLIAM LEGGETT     NATHANIEL PEABODY ROGERS     ROBERT DINSMORE     PLACIDO THE SLAVE POETPERSONAL SKETCHES AND TRIBUTES     THE FUNERAL OF TORREY     EDWARD EVERETT     LEWIS TAPPAN     BAYARD TAYLOR     WILLIAM ELLERY CHANNING     DEATH OF PRESIDENT GARFIELD     LYDIA MARIA CHILD     OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES     LONGFELLOW     OLD NEWBURY     SCHOOLDAY REMEMBRANCES     EDWIN PERCY WHIPPLEHISTORICAL PAPERS     DANIEL OCONNELL     ENGLAND UNDER JAMES II     THE BORDER WAR OF 1708     THE GREAT IPSWICH FRIGHT     THE BOY CAPTIVES     THE BLACK MEN IN THE REVOLUTION AND WAR OF 1812     THE SCOTTISH REFORMERS     THE PILGRIMS OF PLYMOUTH     GOVERNOR ENDICOTT     JOHN WINTHROP                    OLD PORTRAITS AND MODERN SKETCHES     Inscribed as follows when first collected in bookform     To Dr G  BAILEY of the National Era Washington D C these     sketches many of which originally appeared in the columns of the     paper under his editorial supervision are in their present form     offered as a token of the esteem and confidence which years of     political and literary communion have justified and confirmed on     the part of his friend and associate                               THE AUTHOR                               JOHN BUNYAN     Wouldst see     A man I the clouds and hear him speak to theeWho has not read Pilgrims Progress  Who has not in childhoodfollowed the wandering Christian on his way to the Celestial City  Whohas not laid at night his young head on the pillow to paint on thewalls of darkness pictures of the Wicket Gate and the Archers the Hillof Difficulty the Lions and Giants Doubting Castle and Vanity Fairthe sunny Delectable Mountains and the Shepherds the Black River andthe wonderful glory beyond it and at last fallen asleep to dream overthe strange story to hear the sweet welcomings of the sisters at theHouse Beautiful and the song of birds from the window of that upperchamber which opened towards the sunrising And who looking back tothe green spots in his childish experiences does not bless the goodTinker of ElstowAnd who that has reperused the story of the Pilgrim at a maturer ageand felt the plummet of its truth sounding in the deep places of thesoul has not reason to bless the author for some timely warning orgrateful encouragement  Where is the scholar the poet the man of tasteand feeling who does not with Cowper         Even in transitory lifes late day          Revere the man whose Pilgrim marks the road          And guides the Progress of the soul to GodWe have just been reading with no slight degree of interest that simplebut wonderful piece of autobiography entitled Grace abounding to theChief of Sinners from the pen of the author of Pilgrims Progress  Itis the record of a journey more terrible than that of the ideal Pilgrimtruth stranger than fiction the painful upward struggling of a spiritfrom the blackness of despair and blasphemy into the high pure air ofHope and Faith  More earnest words were never written  It is the entireunveiling of a human heart the tearing off of the figleaf covering ofits sin  The voice which speaks to us from these old pages seems not somuch that of a denizen of the world in which we live as of a soul at thelast solemn confessional  Shorn of all ornament simple and direct asthe contrition and prayer of childhood when for the first time theSpectre of Sin stands by its bedside the style is that of a man dead toselfgratification careless of the worlds opinion and only desirous,8
+Produced by MartinWarddurhamacuk             Weymouth New Testament in Modern Speech                       Third Edition 1913                   Public DomainCopy FreelyThese files were produced by keying for use in the Online BibleProofreading was performed by Earl Melton The printed editionused in creating this etext was the Kregal reprint of the ErnestHampdenCook 1912 Third Edition of the edition first publishedin 1909 by J Clarke London  Kregal edition ISBN 0825440254Due to the plans to add the Weymouth footnotes the footnotemarkers have been left in the text and page break indicatorsOther special markings are words surrounded with  to indicateemphasis and phrases surrounded with  to indicate bold OTqoutes  See WEYMOUTHINT in WNTINTZIP for the introductionto the text and information on Weymouths techniquesThe most current corrected files can be found on        Bible Foundation BBS        6027897040 144 kbsIf any errors are found please notify me at the above bbsor at        Mark Fuller        1129 E Loyola Dr        Tempe Az 85282        602 8298542 Corrections to the printed page Introduction says personal pronouns referring to Jesus when spokenby other than the authornarrator are capitalized only when theyrecognize His deity  The following oversights in the third editionwere corrected in subsequent editions  Therefore we feel justifiedin correcting them in this computer versionMt 2216 Capitalized him  Same person speaking as in v15Mt 2754 Capitalized heJoh 2120 Capitalized hisHeb 126  Capitalized last HE referring to God changes made to printed pageLu 1149 Added closing quote at end of verse as later editions doLu 136 come  came changed in later editionsRo 1116 it  if an obvious typesetting error corrected in later editions1Co 116 out  cut an obvious typesetting error corrected in later editionsPhp 43 the Word book in book of Life was not capitalized in        various printings of the third edition but it was in later        editions  So we have capitalized it here2Ti 19  deserts  desserts misspelling perpetuated in later editions no change madeEph 617 did not capitalize word as in Word of God                   PREFACE TO THE FIRST EDITION        The Translation of the New Testament here offered toEnglishspeaking Christians is a bona fide translation madedirectly from the Greek and is in no sense a revision The planadopted has been the following        1 An earnest endeavour has been made based upon morethan sixty years study of both the Greek and English languagesbesides much further familiarity gained by continual teaching toascertain the exact meaning of every passage not only by thelight that Classical Greek throws on the langruage used but alsoby that which the Septuagint and the Hebrew Scriptures affordaid being sought too from Versions and Commentators ancient andmodern and from the ample _et cetera_ of _apparatus grammaticus_and theological and Classical reviews and magazinesor ratherby means of occasional excursions into this vast prairie        2 The sense thus seeming to have been ascertained thenext step has been to consider how it could be most accuratelyand naturally exhibited in the English of the present day inother words how we can with some approach to probability supposethat the inspired writer himself would have expressed histhoughts had he been writing in our age and country 1        3 Lastly it has been evidently desirable to compare theresults thus attained with the renderings of other scholarsespecially of course witll the Authorized and Revised VersionsBut alas the great majority of even new translations socalled are in reality only Tyndales immortal work alittleoften very litLlemodernized        4 But in the endeavour to find in Twentieth CenturyEnglish a precise equivalent for a Greek word phrase orsentence there are two dangers to be guarded against There are aScylla and a Charybdis On the one hand there is the English ofSociety on the other hand that of the utterly uneducated eachof these _patois_ having also its own special though expressiveborderland which we name slang But all these salient anglesas a professor of fortification might say of our language areforbidden ground to the reverent translator of Holy Scripture        5 But again a _modern_ translationdoes this implythat no words or phrases in any degree antiquated are to beadmitted Not so for great numbers of such words and phrases arestill in constant use To be antiquated is not the same thing asto be obsolete or even obsolescent and without at least a tingeof antiquity it is scarcely possible that there should be thatdignity of style that befits the sacred themes with which theEvangelists and Apostles deal        6 It is plain that this attempt to bring out the senseof the Sacred Writings naturally as well as accurately inpresentday English does not permit except to a limited extentthe method of literal renderingthe _verbo verbum reddere_ atwhich Horace shrugs his shoulders Dr Welldon recently Bishopof Calcutta in the Preface p vii to his masterly translationof the _Nicomachean Ethics_ of Aristotle writes I havedeliberately rejected the principle of trying to translate thesame Greek word by the same word in English and wherecircumstances seemed to call for it I have sometimes used twoEnglish words to represent one word of the Greekand he isperfectly,24
+Scanned and proofed by Thomas Pollock of The Mens TribunewwwmenstribunecomTHE UNEXPURGATED CASE AGAINST WOMAN SUFFRAGEBY SIR ALMROTH E WRIGHT MD FRS1913CONTENTSPREFACEINTRODUCTIONProgramme of This TreatiseMotives from which Women Claim theSuffrageTypes of Men who Support the SuffrageJohn Stuart MillPART IARGUMENTS WHICH ARE ADDUCED IN SUPPORT OF WOMANS SUFFRAGEIARGUMENTS FROM ELEMENTARY NATURAL RIGHTSSignification of the Term Womans RightsArgument fromJusticeJuridical JusticeEgalitarian EquityArgument fromJustice Applied to TaxationArgument from LibertySummary ofArguments from Elementary Natural RightsIIARGUMENTS FROM INTELLECTUAL GRIEVANCES OF WOMANComplaint of Want of ChivalryComplaint of InsultsComplaint ofIllogicaltiesComplaint of PrejudicesThe Familiar SuffragistGrievance of the Drunkard Voter and the Woman of Property Who is aNonVoterThe Grievance of Woman being Required to Obey ManMadeLawsIIIARGUMENTS WHICH TAKE THE FORM OF COUNSELS OF PERFECTION ADDRESSED TOMANArgument that Woman Requires a Vote for her ProtectionArgument thatWoman ought to be Invested with the Responsibilities of Voting inOrder that She May Attain Her Full Intellectual StaturePART IIARGUMENTS AGAINST THE CONCESSION OF THE PARLIAMENTARY SUFFRAGE TOWOMANIWOMANS DISABILITY IN THE MATTER OF PHYSICAL FORCEInternational Position of State would be Imperilled by WomansSuffrageInternal Equilibrium of State would be ImperilledIIWOMANS DISABILITY IN THE MATTER OF INTELLECTCharacteristics of the Feminine MindSuffragist Illusions withRegard to the Equality of Man and Woman as WorkersProspect forthe Intellectual Future of WomanHas Woman Advanced IIIWOMANS DISABILITY IN THE MATTER OF PUBLIC MORALITYStandards by which Morality can be AppraisedConflict betweenDifferent MoralitiesThe Correct Standard of MoralityMoralPsychology of Man and WomanDifference between Man and Woman inMatters of Public MoralityIVMENTAL OUTLOOK AND PROGRAMME OF THE FEMALE LEGISLATIVE REFORMERVULTERIOR ENDS WHICH THE WOMANS SUFFRAGE MOVEMENT HAS IN VIEWPART IIIIS THERE IF THE SUFFRAGE IS BARRED ANY PALLIATIVE OR CORRECTIVE FORTHE DISCONTENTS OF WOMANIPALLIATIVES OR CORRECTIVES FOR THE DISCONTENT OF WOMANWhat are the Suffragists GrievancesEconomic and PhysiologicalDifficulties of WomanIntellectual Grievances of Suffragist andCorrectiveAPPENDIXLETTER ON MILITANT HYSTERIAPREFACEIt has come to be believed that everything that has a bearing upon theconcession of the suffrage to woman has already been brought forwardIn reality however the influence of women has caused man to leaveunsaid many things which he ought to have saidEspecially in two respects has woman restricted the discussionShe has placed her taboo upon all generalisations about women takingexception to these on the threefold ground that there would be nogeneralisations which would hold true of all women thatgeneralisations when reached possess no practical utility and thatthe element of sex does not leave upon women any general imprint suchas could properly be brought up in connexion with the question ofadmitting them to the electorateWoman has further stifled discussion by placing her taboo uponanything seriously unflattering being said about her in publicI would suggest and would propose here myself to act upon thesuggestion that in connexion with the discussion of womanssuffrage these restrictions should be laid asideIn connexion with the setting aside of the restriction upongeneralising I may perhaps profitably point out that allgeneralisations and not only generalisations which relate to womenare _ex hypothesi by hypothesis_ subject to individual exceptionsIt is to generalisations that the proverb that the exception provesthe rule really applies I may further point out that practicallyevery decision which we take in ordinary life and all legislativeaction without exception is based upon generalisations and againthat the question of the suffrage and with it the larger question asto the proper sphere of woman finally turns upon the question as towhat imprint womans sexual system leaves upon her physical framecharacter and intellect in more technical terms it turns upon thequestion as to what are the _secondary sexual characteristics_ ofwomanNow only by a felicitous exercise of the faculty of successfulgeneralisation can we arrive at a knowledge of theseWith respect to the restriction that nothing which might offendwomans _amour propre self love_ shall be said in public it may bepointed out that while it was perfectly proper and equitable that noevil and as Pericles proposed also no good should be said of womanin public so long as she confined herself to the domestic sphere theaction of that section of women who have sought to effect an entranceinto public life has now brought down upon woman as one of thepenalties the abrogation of that conventionA consideration which perhaps ranks only next in importance to thatwith which we have been dealing is that of the logical sanction ofthe propositions which are enunciated in the course of suchcontroversial discussions as that in which we are here involvedIt is clearly a precondition of all useful discussion that the authorand reader should be in accord with respect to the authority of thegeneralisations and definitions which supply the premisses for hisreasoningsThough this might perhaps to the reader appear an impractical ideal Iwould propose here to attempt to reach it by explaining the logicalmethod which I have set myself to followAlthough I have from literary necessity employed in my text some ofthe verbal forms of dogmatism I am very far from laying claim to anydogmatic authority More than that I would desire categorically torepudiate such a claimFor I do not conceal from myself that if I took up such a position Ishould wantonly be placing myself at the mercy of my reader For hecould then by merely refusing to see in me an authority bring downthe whole edifice of my argument like a house of cardsMoreover I am not blind to what would happen if after I claimed to betaken as an authority the reader was indulgent enough still to go onto read what I have writtenHe would in such a case the moment he encountered a statement withwhich he disagreed simply waive me on one side with the words Soyou sayAnd if he should encounter a statement with which he agreed he wouldin his wisdom censure me for neglecting to provide for thatproposition a satisfactory logical foundationIf it is far from my thoughts to claim a right of dictation it isequally remote from them to take up the position that I have in myarguments furnished _proof_ of the thesis which I set out toestablishIt would be culpable misuse of language to speak in such connexion of_proof_ or _disproof_Proof by testimony which is available in connexion with questions offact is unavailable in connexion,22
+Produced by Karl Hagen Dan Moynihan Charles Franks and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading TeamIllustration HEREWARD RESISTING THE GREEK ASSASSINWAVERLY NOVELSABBOTSFORD EDITIONTHE WAVERLY NOVELSBY SIR WALTER SCOTTCOMPLETEIN TWELVE VOLUMESEMBRACINGTHE AUTHORS LAST CORRECTIONS PREFACES AND NOTESVOL XIICOUNT ROBERT OF PARISCASTLE DANGEROUSMY AUNT MARGARETS MIRROR c cTales of my LandlordCOUNT ROBERT OF PARIS     The European with the Asian shore       Sophias cupola with golden gleam     The cypress grovesOlympus high and hoar       The twelve isles and the more than I could dream     Far less describe present the very view       That charmd the charming Mary Montagu                                        DON JUANADVERTISEMENT1833Sir Walter Scott transmitted from Naples in February 1832 anIntroduction for CASTLE DANGEROUS but if he ever wrote one for asecond Edition of ROBERT OF PARIS it has not been discovered among hispapers Some notes chiefly extracts from the books which he had beenobserved to consult while _dictating_ this novel are now appendedto its pages and in addition to what the author had given in the shapeof historical information respecting the principal real personsintroduced the reader is here presented with what may probably amusehim the passage of the Alexiad in which Anna Comnena describes theincident which originally no doubt determined Sir Walters choice ofa heroMay AD 1097As for the multitude of those who advanced towardsTHE GREAT CITY let it be enough to say that they were as the stars inthe heaven or as the sand upon the seashore They were in the wordsof Homer _as many as the leaves and flowers of spring_ But forthe names of the leaders though they are present in my memory I willnot relate them The numbers of these would alone deter me even if mylanguage furnished the means of expressing their barbarous sounds andfor what purpose should I afflict my readers with a long enumeration ofthe names of those whose visible presence gave so much horror to allthat beheld themAs soon therefore as they approached the Great City they occupiedthe station appointed for them by the Emperor near to the monastery ofCosmidius But this multitude were not like the Hellenic one of oldto be restrained and governed by the loud voices of nine heralds theyrequired the constant superintendence of chosen and valiant soldiersto keep them from violating the commands of the EmperorHe meantime laboured to obtain from the other leaders thatacknowledgment of his supreme authority which had already been drawnfrom Godfrey Greek Gontophre himself But notwithstanding thewillingness of some to accede to this proposal and their assistance inworking on the minds of their associates the Emperors endeavours hadlittle success as the majority were looking for the arrival ofBohemund Greek Baimontos in whom they placed their chief confidenceand resorted to every art with the view of gaining time The Emperorwhom it was not easy to deceive penetrated their motives and bygranting to one powerful person demands which had been supposed out ofall bounds of expectation and by resorting to a variety of otherdevices he at length prevailed and won general assent to thefollowing of the example of Godfrey who also was sent for in person toassist in this businessAll therefore being assembled and Godfrey among them the oath wastaken but when all was finished a certain Noble among these Countshad the audacity to seat himself on the throne of the Emperor GreekTolmaesas tis apo panton ton komaeton eugenaes eis ton skimpoda tonBasileos ekathisen The Emperor restrained himself and said nothingfor he was well acquainted of old with the nature of the LatinsBut the Count Baldwin Greek Baldoninos stepping forth and seizinghim by the hand dragged him thence and with many reproaches said Itbecomes thee not to do such things here especially after having takenthe oath of fealty Greek douleian haeposchomeno It is not thecustom of the Roman Emperors to permit any of their inferiors to sitbeside them not even of such as are born subjects of their empire andit is necessary to respect the customs of the country But heanswering nothing to Baldwin stared yet more fixedly upon the Emperorand muttered to himself something in his own dialect which beinginterpreted was to this effectBehold what rustic fellow Greekchoritaes is this to be seated alone while such leaders stand aroundhim The movement of his lips did not escape the Emperor who calledto him one that understood the Latin dialect and enquired what wordsthe man had spoken When he heard them the Emperor said nothing to theother Latins but kept the thing to himself When however thebusiness was all over he called near to him by himself that swellingand shameless Latin Greek hypsaelophrona ekeinon kai anaidae andasked of him who he was of what lineage and from what region he hadcome I am a Frank said he of pure blood of the Nobles One thingI know that where three roads meet in the place from which I camethere is an ancient church in which whosoever has the desire tomeasure himself against another in single combat prays God to help himtherein and afterwards abides the coming of one willing to encounterhim At that spot long time did I remain but the man bold enough tostand against me I found not Hearing these words the Emperor saidIf hitherto thou hast sought battles in vain the time is at handwhich will furnish thee with abundance of them And I advise thee toplace thyself neither before the phalanx nor in its rear but to standfast in the midst of thy fellowsoldiers for of old time I am wellacquainted with the warfare of the Turks With such advice hedismissed not only this man but the rest of those who were about todepart on that expedition_Alexiad_ Book x pp 237 238Ducange as is mentioned,0
+Produced by Robert Rowe Charles Franksand the Online Distributed Proofreading TeamTranscribers NoteI feel that it is important to note that this book is partof the Caledonian series The Caledonian series is a groupof 50 books comprising all of Sir Walter Scotts worksWAVERLEYBY SIR WALTER SCOTTVOLUME IIWAVERLEYOR TIS SIXTY YEARS SINCECHAPTER XXXVIAN INCIDENTThe dinner hour of Scotland Sixty Years Since was two oclock Itwas therefore about four oclock of a delightful autumn afternoonthat Mr Gilfillan commenced his march in hopes althoughStirling was eighteen miles distant he might be able by becominga borrower of the night for an hour or two to reach it thatevening He therefore put forth his strength and marched stoutlyalong at the head of his followers eyeing our hero from time totime as if he longed to enter into controversy with him Atlength unable to resist the temptation he slackened his pacetill he was alongside of his prisoners horse and after marchinga few steps in silence abreast of him he suddenly askedCan yesay wha the carle was wi the black coat and the mousted headthat was wi the Laird of CairnvreckanA Presbyterian clergyman answered WaverleyPresbyterian answered Gilfillan contemptuously a wretchedErastian or rather an obscure Prelatist a favourer of the blackindulgence ane of thae dumb dogs that canna bark they tell owera clash o terror and a clatter o comfort in their sermonswithout ony sense or savour or life Yeve been fed in siccan afauld belikeNo I am of the Church of England said WaverleyAnd theyre just neighbourlike replied the Covenanter andnae wonder they gree sae weel Wha wad hae thought the goodlystructure of the Kirk of Scotland built up by our fathers in1642 wad hae been defaced by carnal ends and the corruptions ofthe timeay wha wad hae thought the carved work of thesanctuary would hae been sae soon cut downTo this lamentation which one or two of the assistants chorussedwith a deep groan our hero thought it unnecessary to make anyreply Whereupon Mr Gilfillan resolving that he should be ahearer at least if not a disputant proceeded in his JeremiadeAnd now is it wonderful when for lack of exercise anent thecall to the service of the altar and the duty of the dayministers fall into sinful compliances with patronage andindemnities and oaths and bonds and other corruptionsis itwonderful I say that you sir and other siclike unhappypersons should labour to build up your auld Babel of iniquity asin the bluidy persecuting saintkilling times I trow gin yewerena blinded wi the graces and favours and services andenjoyments and employments and inheritances of this wickedworld I could prove to you by the Scripture in what a filthyrag ye put your trust and that your surplices and your copes andvestments are but castoff garments of the muckle harlot thatsitteth upon seven hills and drinketh of the cup of abominationBut I trow ye are deaf as adders upon that side of the head ayye are deceived with her enchantments and ye traffic with hermerchandise and ye are drunk with the cup of her fornicationHow much longer this military theologist might have continued hisinvective in which he spared nobody but the scattered remnant ofHILLFOLK as he called them is absolutely uncertain His matterwas copious his voice powerful and his memory strong so thatthere was little chance of his ending his exhortation till theparty had reached Stirling had not his attention been attractedby a pedlar who had joined the march from a crossroad and whosighed or groaned with great regularity at all fitting pauses ofhis homilyAnd what may ye be friend said the Gifted GilfillanA puir pedlar thats bound for Stirling and craves theprotection of your honours party in these kittle times Ah yourhonour has a notable faculty in searching and explaining thesecretay the secret and obscure and incomprehensible causes ofthe backslidings of the land ay your honour touches the root othe matterFriend said Gilfillan with a more complacent voice than he hadhitherto used honour not me I do not go out to parkdikes andto steadings and to markettowns to have herds and cottars andburghers pull off their bonnets to me as they do to Major Melvilleo Cairnvreckan and ca me laird or captain or honour No mysma means whilk are not aboon twenty thousand merk have had theblessing of increase but the pride of my heart has not increasedwith them nor do I delight to be called captain though I havethe subscribed commission of that gospelsearching nobleman theEarl of Glencairn fa whilk I am so designated While I live I amand will be called Habakkuk Gilfillan who will stand up for thestandards of doctrine agreed on by the ance famous Kirk ofScotland before she trafficked with the accursed Achan while hehas a plack in his purse or a drap o bluid in his bodyAh said the pedlar I have seen your land about Mauchlin Afertile spot your lines have fallen in pleasant places Andsiccan a breed o cattle is not in ony lairds land in ScotlandYe say rightye say right friend retorted Gilfillan eagerlyfor he was not inaccessible to flattery upon this subjectyesay right they are the real Lancashire and theres no the likeo them even at the mains of Kilmaurs and he then entered into adiscussion of their excellences to which our readers willprobably be as indifferent as our hero After this excursion theleader returned to his theological discussions while the pedlarless profound upon those mystic points contented himself withgroaning and expressing his edification at suitable intervalsWhat a blessing it would be to the puir blinded popish nationsamong whom I hae sojourned to have siccan a light to their pathsI hae been as far as Muscovia in my sma trading way as atravelling merchant and I hae been through France and the LowCountries and a Poland and maist feck o Germany and O itwould grieve your honours soul to see the murmuring and thesinging and massing thats in the kirk and the piping thats inthe quire and the heathenish dancing and dicing upon theSabbathThis set Gilfillan off upon the Book of,0
+This eBook was created by Charles Aldarondo pgaldarondonetTHE YOUNG EXPLORERORCLAIMING HIS FORTUNEBYHORATIO ALGER JRNEW YORKCONTENTSI Bens InheritanceII Deacon Pitkins OfferIII Sam Sturgis New IdeaIV A Brilliant ChanceV In Search of a PlaceVI Mr Fitch The Senior PartnerVII Bens Dinner GuestVIII A Strange AcquaintanceIX At the Astor HouseX Ben Receives a CallXI Miss Sinclairs StratagemXII In San FranciscoXIII Preliminary ArrangementsXIV The Canon HotelXV A Polite HostessXVI A New AcquaintanceXVII A Tight PlaceXVIII An Evening CallXIX Bens Midnight ExcursionXX A Thiefs DisappointmentXXI Bens SavingsBankXXII The Arrival at MurphysXXIII Among the SierrasXXIV Beaten at His Own GameXXV The HorseThievesXXVI What NextXXVII Ki SingXXVIII The Duel of the MinersXXIX Chinese Cheap LaborXXX A Midnight VisitXXXI On the Mountain PathXXXII The Mountain CabinTHE YOUNG EXPLORERCHAPTER IBENS INHERITANCEIve settled up your fathers estate Benjamin said Job StantonYoull find it all figgered out on this piece of paper There wasthat twoacre piece up at Rockville brought seventyfive dollarsthe medder fetched a hundred and fifty the two cowsHow much does it all come to Uncle Job interrupted Ben who wasimpatient of detailsHadnt you better let me read off the items nephew asked Joblooking over his spectaclesNo Uncle Job I know youve done your best for me and theres noneed of your going through it all How much is there left after allexpenses are paidThats what I was acomin to Ben I make it out that theresthree hundred and sixtyfive dollars and nineteen cents Thats adollar for every day in the year Its a good deal of money BenSo it is Uncle Job answered Ben and he was quite sincere Thereare not many boys of sixteen to whom this would not seem a largesumYoure rich that is for a boy added Uncle JobIts more than I expected uncle I want you to take fifteendollars and nineteen cents Thatll leave me just three hundred andfiftyWhy should I take any of your money nephewYouve had considerable trouble in settling up the estate and itstaken a good deal of your time tooMy time aint of much vally and as to the trouble its a pity efI cant take some trouble for my brothers son No Ben I wonttake a cent Youll need it allBut you said yourself it was a good deal of money for a boy UncleJobSo it is but its all youve got Most boys have fathers to takecare of em while youre alone in the worldYes I am alone in the world said Ben sadly his cheerful faceclouding overBut youve got an uncle lad continued Job Stanton laying hishand gently on the boys shoulder Hes a poor man but as much asin him lies hell be your friend and helperI know it Uncle Job Youve always been kind to meAnd allus will be Ben Now Ben Ive got a plan for you I dontknow what youll think of it but its the best Ive been able tothink ofWhat is it Uncle JobEf youll stay with me and help me in the shop Ill give you ahome such as it is and fifty dollars a year toward your clothesYour Aunt Hannah and your Cousin Jane want you to make your homewith usIm very much obliged to you Uncle Job said Ben slowlyYou neednt be boy Its a sort of mutooal arrangement Itll beas good for me as for you You can put your money in the bank andlet it stay till youre twentyone Why itll be nigh on to fivehunderd dollars by that timeIm much obliged to you Uncle Job as I said before but theresone thing in the wayWhats that BenI dont like shoemakingPerhaps it isnt genteel enough for you Ben said his uncleI dont care for that Uncle Job but I dont like being shut up ina shop Besides it doesnt give steady work Last year you werewithout work at least a third of the timeSo I was Ben said Job Im willin to own thats a greatdrawbackAnd it isnt likely to be any better hereafter Last year was asgood as the averageIt was better Job admitted The year before I was out of workfive monthsWell Uncle Job I want to work at something thatll give meemployment all the year roundSo do I Ben but I dont see what you can find unless you go towork on a farm Youre used to that and I guess you could find achance before long Theres Deacon Pitkin wants a boy and would beglad of the chance of gettin youI suppose he would said Ben laughing Would you advise me to gothereWell there might be some objections butYou know I wouldnt get enough to eat Uncle Job interruptedBen Why Deacon Pitkins the meanest man in the villageYou mustnt be hasty in your judgments nephewIm not I know what Im talking about I worked for the deacon twodays once He gave me ten cents a day and boardand such board WhyI got up from the table hungry every meal and yet the deaconreported afterward that I was a great eater Mrs Pitkin cuts asmall pie into eight pieces each about two mouthfuls and when Iasked for a second piece she asked if I was allowed to have twopieces at homeWhat did you say asked Uncle Job evidently amusedI said yes and that each piece was twice as big as she gaveIm afraid that was rather forward Ben Did she say anything tothatShe said I must be very greedy and that boys always ate moren wasgood for em No Uncle Job I dont care to work for DeaconPitkinHave you formed any plans Ben You dont want to go on a farm andyou dont want to go into a shoeshop and thats about all you canfind to do in HamptonI dont mean to stay in Hampton said Ben quietlyDont mean to stay in Hampton exclaimed Uncle Joe amazedNo uncle Theres a good many places besides Hampton in theworldSo there is Ben answered Uncle Job with a disregard of grammarmore excusable than his nephews for he had never had any specialeducational advantagesso there is but,15
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