The Vicar of Wakefieldby Oliver GoldsmithA TALESupposed to be written by HimselfSperate miseri, cavete faelicesADVERTISEMENTThere are an hundred faults in this Thing, and an hundred things might be said to prove them beauties. But it is needless. A book may be amusing with numerous errors, or it may be very dull without a single absurdity. The hero of this piece unites in himself the three greatest characters upon earth; he is a priest, an husbandman, and the father of a family. He is drawn as ready to teach, and ready to obey, as simple in affluence, and majestic in adversity. In this age of　

The Masque of the Red Deathby Edgar Allan PoeThe "Red Death" had long devastated the country. Nopestilence had ever been so fatal, or so hideous. Blood was itsAvatar and its sealthe redness and the horror of blood. There weresharp pains, and sudden dizziness, and then profuse bleeding at thepores, with dissolution. The scarlet stains upon the body andespecially upon the face of the victim, were the pest ban whichshut him out from the aid and from the sympathy of his fellow-men.And the whole seizure, progress and termination of the disease,...　

A Confessionby Lev Nikolayevich TolstoyII was baptized and brought up in the Orthodox Christian faith.I was taught it in childhood and throughout my boyhood and youth.But when I abandoned the second course of the university at the ageof eighteen I no longer believed any of the things I had beentaught.Judging by certain memories, I never seriously believed them,but had merely relied on what I was taught and on what wasprofessed by the grown-up people around me, and that reliance was...　

The Lost Road, etc.by Richard Harding DavisTHE NOVELS AND STORIES OFRICHARD HARDING DAVISTOMY WIFEContains:THE LOST ROADTHE MIRACLE OF LAS PALMASEVIL TO HIM WHO EVIL THINKSTHE MEN OF ZANZIBARTHE LONG ARMTHE GOD OF COINCIDENCETHE BURIED TREASURE OF COBRETHE BOY SCOUTSOMEWHERE IN FRANCETHE DESERTERAN INTRODUCTION BYJOHN T. McCUTCHEONWITH DAVIS IN VERA CRUZ, BRUSSELS, AND SALONIKAIn common with many others who have been with Richard HardingDavis as correspondents, I find it difficult to realize that hehas covered his last story and that he will not be seen again...　

The Iceberg ExpressThe Iceberg Expressby David Cory1- Page 2-The Iceberg ExpressThe Magic CombOne bright morning in August little Mary Louise put on her hat andwent trudging across the meadow to the beach.It was the first time she had been trusted out alone since the family hadmoved to the seashore for the summer; for Mary Louise was a little girl,nothing about her was large, except her round gray eyes....　

ERYXIASERYXIASby a Platonic ImitatorTranslated by Benjamin Jowett1- Page 2-ERYXIASINTRODUCTION.Much cannot be said in praise of the style or conception of the Eryxias.It is frequently obscure; like the exercise of a student, it is full of smallimitations of Plato:Phaeax returning from an expedition to Sicily(compare Socrates in the Charmides from the army at Potidaea), the figure...　

Dream Daysby Kenneth GrahameContentsTHE TWENTY-FIRST OF OCTOBERDIES IRAEMUTABILE SEMPERTHE MAGIC RINGITS WALLS WERE AS OF JASPERA SAGA OF THE SEASTHE RELUCTANT DRAGONA DEPARTUREDream DaysTHE TWENTY-FIRST OFOCTOBERIn the matter of general culture and attainments, we youngstersstood on pretty level ground. True, it was always happening thatone of us would be singled out at any moment, freakishly, andwithout regard to his own preferences, to wrestle with the...　

PATRIARCHS AND PROPHETSby ELLEN G.WHITE17PREFACETHE PUBLISHERS SEND OUT THIS WORK FROM A CONVICTION THAT IT THROWS LIGHTUPON A SUBJECT OF PARAMOUNT IMPORTANCE AND UNIVERSAL INTEREST, AND ONE ONWHICH LIGHT IS TO BE GREATLY DESIRED; THAT IT PRESENTS TRUTHS TOO LITTLEKNOWN OR TOO WIDELY IGNORED. THE GREAT CONTROVERSY BETWEEN TRUTH AND ERROR,BETWEEN LIGHT AND DARKNESS, BETWEEN THE POWER OF GOD AND THE ATTEMPTEDUSURPATIONS OF THE ENEMY OF ALL RIGHTEOUSNESS, IS THE ONE GREAT SPECTACLE...　

THE GRATEFUL BEASTS[11][11] From the Hungarian. Kletke.There was once upon a time a man and woman who had threefine-looking sons, but they were so poor that they had hardlyenough food for themselves, let alone their children. So thesons determined to set out into the world and to try their luck.Before starting their mother gave them each a loaf of bread andher blessing, and having taken a tender farewell of her and theirfather the three set forth on their travels.The youngest of the three brothers, whose name was Ferko, was abeautiful youth, with a splendid figure, blue eyes, fair hair,...　

Twenty Years Afterby Alexandre Dumas [Pere]1The Shade of Cardinal Richelieu.In a splendid chamber of the Palais Royal, formerly styledthe Palais Cardinal, a man was sitting in deep reverie, hishead supported on his hands, leaning over a gilt and inlaidtable which was covered with letters and papers. Behind thisfigure glowed a vast fireplace alive with leaping flames;great logs of oak blazed and crackled on the polished brassandirons whose flicker shone upon the superb habiliments ofthe lonely tenant of the room, which was illumined grandlyby twin candelabra rich with wax-lights....　

FAIRY TALES OF HANS CHRISTIAN ANDERSENTHE SHADOWby Hans Christian AndersenIN very hot climates, where the heat of the sun has great power,people are usually as brown as mahogany; and in the hottestcountries they are negroes, with black skins. A learned man oncetravelled into one of these warm climates, from the cold regions ofthe north, and thought he would roam about as he did at home; but hesoon had to change his opinion. He found that, like all sensiblepeople, he must remain in the house during the whole day, with every...　

Alexandria and her Schoolsby Charles KingsleyPREFACEI should not have presumed to choose for any lectures of mine such a subject as that which I have tried to treat in this book. The subject was chosen by the Institution where the lectures were delivered. Still less should I have presumed to print them of my own accord, knowing how fragmentary and crude they are. They were printed at the special request of my audience. Least of all, perhaps, ought I to have presumed to publish them, as I have done, at Cambridge, where any inaccuracy or sciolism (and that such defects exist in these pages,　

THE GREAT WAR SYNDICATETHE GREAT WARSYNDICATEFRANK R. STOCKTONAuthor of "The Lady or the Tiger," "Rudder Grange," "The CastingAway of Mrs. Lecks and Mrs. Aleshine," "What Might Have BeenExpected," etc., etc.1- Page 2-THE GREAT WAR SYNDICATETHE GREAT WAR SYNDICATE.In the spring of a certain year, not far from the close of the nineteenth...　

Phyllis of Philistiaby Frank Frankfort MooreCHAPTER I.AN ASTRONOMER WITHOUT A TELESCOPE."After all," said Mr. Ayrton, "what is marriage?""Ah!" sighed Phyllis. She knew that her father had become possessed of a phrase, and that he was anxious to flutter it before her to see how it went. He was a connoisseur in the bric-a-brac of phrases."Marriage means all your eggs in one basket," said he."Ah!" sighed Phyllis once more. She wondered if her father really thought that she would be comforted in her great grief by a phrase. She did not want to know how marriage might be defined. She knew that all　

The Flying U Ranchby B. M. BowerCONTENTSCHAPTERI. The Coming of a Native SonII. "When Greek Meets Greek"III. Bad NewsIV. Some HopesV. SheepVI. What Happened to AndyVII. Truth Crushed to Earth, etc.VIII. The Dot OutfitIX. More SheepX. The Happy Family Herd SheepXI. Weary UnburdensXII. Two of a KindXIII. The Happy Family Learn SomethingXIV. Happy JackXV. OlesonXVI. The End of the DotsXVII. Good NewsFLYING U RANCHCHAPTER I. The Coming of a Native Son...　

The Choir Invisibleby James Lane Allen"O may I join the choir invisible Of those immortal dead who live again In minds made better by their presence. . . . . . feed pure love, Beget the smiles that have no cruelty, Be the sweet presence of a good diffused And in diffusion evermore intense. So shall I join the choir invisible Whose music is the gladness of the world."GEORGE ELIOTTHE middle of a fragrant afternoon of May in the green wilderness of Kentucky: the year 1795.High overhead ridges of many-peaked cloudthe gleaming, wandering Alps of the blue ether; outstretched far below, the warming