poverty, and at last their need was so great that they had to endurehunger, and had nothing to eat or drink. Then said they, it cannot goon like this, we had better go into the world and seek our fortune.They therefore set out, and had already walked over many a long roadand many a blade of grass, but had not yet met with good luck. Oneday they arrived in a great forest, and in the midst of it was ahill, and when they came nearer they saw that the hill was allsilver. Then spoke the eldest, now I have found the good luck Iwished for, and I desire nothing more. He took as much of the silver.
Letters on Sweden, Norway, and Denmarkby Mary WollstonecraftINTRODUCTIONMary Wollstonecraft was born on the 27th of April, 1759. Her fathera quick-tempered and unsettled man, capable of beating wife, or child, or dogwas the son of a manufacturer who made money in Spitalfields, when Spitalfields was prosperous. Her mother was a rigorous Irishwoman, of the Dixons of Ballyshannon. Edward John Wollstonecraftof whose children, besides Mary, the second child, three sons and two daughters lived to be men and womenin course of the got rid of about ten thousand pounds, which had been left him by hi
BOOK II: OF THEIR TRAFFICBUT it is now time to explain to you the mutual intercourse ofthis people, their commerce, and the rules by which all things aredistributed among them.As their cities are composed of families, so their families aremade up of those that are nearly related to one another. Theirwomen, when they grow up, are married out; but all the males, bothchildren and grandchildren, live still in the same house, in greatobedience to their common parent, unless age has weakened his...
THE FORTUNE HUNTERTHE FORTUNEHUNTERBy DAVID GRAHAM PHILLIPS1- Page 2-THE FORTUNE HUNTERCHAPTER IENTER MR. FEUERSTEINOn an afternoon late in April Feuerstein left his boarding-house inEast Sixteenth Street, in the block just beyond the eastern gates ofStuyvesant Square, and paraded down Second Avenue.A romantic figure was Feuerstein, of the German Theater stock...
THE GATHERING OF BROTHER HILARIUSTHE GATHERING OFBROTHER HILARIUS1- Page 2-THE GATHERING OF BROTHER HILARIUSPART I - THE SEED2- Page 3-THE GATHERING OF BROTHER HILARIUSCHAPTER I - BLIND EYES IN THE FORESTHILARIUS stood at the Monastery gate, looking away down thesmooth, well-kept road to the highway beyond. It lay quiet and serene in...
THE FRIENDLY ROADTHE FRIENDLY ROADby DOUBLEDAY, PAGE & COMPANY1- Page 2-THE FRIENDLY ROADA WORD TO HIM WHO OPENSTHIS BOOKI did not plan when I began writing these chapters to make an entirebook, but only to put down the more or less unusual impressions, theevents and adventures, of certain quiet pilgrimages in country roads. Butwhen I had written down all of these things, I found I had material in...
Love of Life and other storiesby Jack LondonLOVE OF LIFE"This out of all will remain -They have lived and have tossed:So much of the game will be gain,Though the gold of the dice has been lost."THEY limped painfully down the bank, and once the foremost of thetwo men staggered among the rough-strewn rocks. They were tiredand weak, and their faces had the drawn expression of patiencewhich comes of hardship long endured. They were heavily burdenedwith blanket packs which were strapped to their shoulders. Head-...
YOUNG GOODMAN BROWNYoung Goodman Brown came forth at sunset into the street at Salemvillage; but put his head back, after crossing the threshold, toexchange a parting kiss with his young wife. And Faith, as thewife was aptly named, thrust her own pretty head into the street,letting the wind play with the pink ribbons of her cap while shecalled to Goodman Brown."Dearest heart," whispered she, softly and rather sadly, when herlips were close to his ear, "prithee put off your journey untilsunrise and sleep in your own bed to-night. A lone woman is...
ContentsIntroduction1. The Cyclone2. The Council with the Munchkins3. How Dorothy Saved the Scarecrow4. The Road Through the Forest5. The Rescue of the Tin Woodman6. The Cowardly Lion7. The Journey to the Great Oz8. The Deadly Poppy Field9. The Queen of the Field Mice10. The Guardian of the Gates...
APPENDIX FGerman JournalsThe daily journals of Hamburg, Frankfort, Baden, Munich,and Augsburg are all constructed on the same general plan.I speak of these because I am more familiar with themthan with any other German papers. They contain no"editorials" whatever; no "personals"and this is rathera merit than a demerit, perhaps; no funny-paragraph column;no police-court reports; no reports of proceedingsof higher courts; no information about prize-fightsor other dog-fights, horse-races, walking-machines,yachting-contents, rifle-matches, or other sporting...
ON THE DUTY OF CIVIL DISOBEDIENCEI heartily accept the motto, "That government is best whichgoverns least"; and I should like to see it acted up to more rapidlyand systematically. Carried out, it finally amounts to this, whichalso I believe, "That government is best which governs not atall"; and when men are prepared for it, that will be the kind ofgovernment which they will have. Government is at best but anexpedient; but most governments are usually, and all governments aresometimes, inexpedient. The objections which have been brought...
Whirligigsby O HenryTHE WORLD AND THE DOORA favourite dodge to get your story read by thepublic is to assert that it is true, and then add that Truthis stranger than Fiction. I do not know if the yarn Iam anxious for you to read is true; but the Spanish purserof the fruit steamer El Carrero swore to me by the shrineof Santa Guadalupe that he had the facts from the U. S.vice-consul at La Paz - a person who could not possiblyhave been cognizant of half of them.As for the adage quoted above, I take pleasure in punc-...
Satires of Circumstance, Lyrics and Reveries, withMiscellaneous Piecesby Thomas HardyContents:Lyrics and ReveriesIn Front of the LandscapeChannel FiringThe Convergence of the TwainThe Ghost of the PastAfter the VisitTo Meet, or OtherwiseThe DifferenceThe Sun on the Bookcase"When I set out for Lyonnesse"A Thunderstorm in TownThe Torn LetterBeyond the Last LampThe Face at the CasementLost Love"My spirit will not haunt the mound""Wessex HeightsIn Death dividedThe Place on the MapWhere the Picnic was...
THE DOOR IN THE WALLIOne confidential evening, not three months ago, Lionel Wallace toldme this story of the Door in the Wall. And at the time I thoughtthat so far as he was concerned it was a true story.He told it me with such a direct simplicity of conviction thatI could not do otherwise than believe in him. But in the morning,in my own flat, I woke to a different atmosphere, and as I lay inbed and recalled the things he had told me, stripped of the glamourof his earnest slow voice, denuded of the focussed shaded tablelight, the shadowy atmosphere that wrapped about him and the...
THE COMPARISON OF POMPEY WITH AGESILAUSby Plutarchtranslated by John DrydenTHUS having drawn out the history of the lives of Agesilaus andPompey, the next thing is to compare them; and in order to this, totake a cursory view, and bring together the points in which theychiefly disagree; which are these. In the first place, Pompeyattained to all his greatness and glory by the fairest and justestmeans, owing his advancement to his own efforts, and to the frequentand important aid which he rendered Sylla, in delivering Italy from...
Lin McLeanby Owen WisterDEDICATIONMY DEAR HARRY MERCER: When Lin McLean was only a hero in manuscript, hereceived his first welcome and chastening beneath your patient roof. Bynone so much as by you has he in private been helped and affectionatelydisciplined, an now you must stand godfather to him upon this publicpage.Always yours,OWEN WISTERPhiladelphia, 1897HOW LIN McLEAN WENT EASTIn the old days, the happy days, when Wyoming was a Territory with afuture instead of a State with a past, and the unfenced cattle grazed...