North America-Volume 1by Anthony TrollopeCONTENTS OF VOL. I.CHAPTER I.INTRODUCTIONCHAPTER II.NewportRhode IslandCHAPTER III.Maine, New Hampshire, and VermontCHAPTER IV.Lower CanadaCHAPTER V.Upper CanadaCHAPTER VI.The Connection of the Canadas with Great BritainCHAPTER VII.NiagaraCHAPTER VIII.North and WestCHAPTER IX.From Niagara to the MississippiCHAPTER X.The Upper MississippiCHAPTER XI.Ceres AmericanaCHAPTER XII.Buffalo to New YorkCHAPTER XIII.An Apology for the WarCHAPTER XIV.New YorkCHAPTER XV.The Constitution of the State of New York...　

1. First SightThis was the time of day when I wished I were able to sleep.High school.Or was purgatory the right word? If there was any way to atone for my sins, thisought to count toward the tally in some measure. The tedium was not something I grewused to; every day seemed more impossibly monotonous than the last.I suppose this was my form of sleep—if sleep was defined as the inert statebetween active periods.I stared at the cracks running through the plaster in the far corner of the cafeteria,imagining patterns into them that were not there. It was one way to tune out the voices...　

ARATUS271-213 B.C.by Plutarchtranslated by John DrydenTHE philosopher Chrysippus, O Polycrates, quotes an ancientproverb, not as really it should be, apprehending, I suppose, thatit sounded too harshly, but so as he thought it would run best, inthese words:-"Who praise their fathers but the generous sons?"But Dionysodorus the Troezenian proves him to be wrong, and restoresthe true reading, which is thus:-"Who praise their fathers but degenerate sons?"...　

The Great War Syndicateby Frank StocktonIn the spring of a certain year, not far from theclose of the nineteenth century, when the politicalrelations between the United States and Great Britainbecame so strained that careful observers on both sidesof the Atlantic were forced to the belief that aserious break in these relations might be looked for atany time, the fishing schooner Eliza Drum sailed froma port in Maine for the banks of Newfoundland.It was in this year that a new system of protectionfor American fishing vessels had been adopted in...　

MY BURIED TREASUREMY BURIEDTREASUREby Richard Harding Davis- Page 2-MY BURIED TREASUREThis is a true story of a search for buried treasure. The only part that isnot true is the name of the man with whom I searched for the treasure.Unless I keep his name out of it he will not let me write the story, and, as itwas his expedition and as my share of the treasure is only what I can makeby writing the story, I must write as he dictates. I think the story should be...　

Memoirs of the Comtesse du Barry With Minute Details of Her Entire Career as Favorite of Louis XV"Written by Herself"by Baron Etienne Leon Lamothe-LangonTABLE OF CONTENTSCHAPTER ILetter from LebelVisit from LebelNothing conclusiveAnother visit from LebelInvitation to sup with the kingInstructions of the comte Jean to the comtesseCHAPTER IIA slight prefaceArrival at VersaillesPortrait of the kingThe duc de RichelieuThe marquis de ChauvelinThe duc de la Vauguyon-Supper with the kingThe first nightThe following dayThe curiosity of comte JeanPresents from the kingHow disposed of...　

A Ward of the Golden Gateby Bret HartePROLOGUE.In San Francisco the "rainy season" had been making itself areality to the wondering Eastern immigrant. There were short daysof drifting clouds and flying sunshine, and long succeeding nightsof incessant downpour, when the rain rattled on the thin shinglesor drummed on the resounding zinc of pioneer roofs. The shiftingsand-dunes on the outskirts were beaten motionless and sodden bythe onslaught of consecutive storms; the southeast trades broughtthe saline breath of the outlying Pacific even to the busy haunts...　

FAIRY TALES OF HANS CHRISTIAN ANDERSENUNDER THE WILLOW-TREEby Hans Christian AndersenTHE region round the little town of Kjoge is very bleak andcold. The town lies on the sea shore, which is always beautiful; buthere it might be more beautiful than it is, for on every side thefields are flat, and it is a long way to the forest. But whenpersons reside in a place and get used to it, they can always findsomething beautiful in it,- something for which they long, even in themost charming spot in the world which is not home. It must be owned...　

A SONG ABOUT MYSELFby John KeatsI.There was a naughty boy,A naughty boy was he,He would not stop at home,He could not quiet be-He tookIn his knapsackA bookFull of vowelsAnd a shirtWith some towels,A slight capFor night cap,A hair brush,...　

FAIRY TALES OF HANS CHRISTIAN ANDERSENTHE FIR TREEby Hans Christian AndersenFAR down in the forest, where the warm sun and the fresh airmade a sweet resting-place, grew a pretty little fir-tree; and yetit was not happy, it wished so much to be tall like its companions-the pines and firs which grew around it. The sun shone, and the softair fluttered its leaves, and the little peasant children passed by,prattling merrily, but the fir-tree heeded them not. Sometimes thechildren would bring a large basket of raspberries or strawberries,...　

THE FORTY THIEVESIN a town in Persia there dwelt two brothers, one namedCassim, the other Ali Baba. Cassim was married to arich wife and lived in plenty, while Ali Baba had to maintainhis wife and children by cutting wood in a neighboringforest and selling it in the town. One day, when AliBaba was in the forest, he saw a troop of men on horseback,coming toward him in a cloud of dust. He wasafraid they were robbers, and climbed into a tree forsafety. When they came up to him and dismounted, hecounted forty of them. They unbridled their horses and...　

Undineby Friedrich de la Motte FouqueTranslated from the German by F. E. BunnettCONTENTS.DEDICATIONCHAPTERI. HOW THE KNIGHT CAME TO THE FISHERMANII. IN WHAT WAY UNDINE HAD COME TO THE FISHERMANIII. HOW THEY FOUND UNDINE AGAINIV. OF THAT WHICH THE KNIGHT ENCOUNTERED IN THE WOODV. HOW THE KNIGHT LIVED ON THE LITTLE PROMONTORYVI. OF A NUPTIAL CEREMONYVII. WHAT FURTHER HAPPENED ON THE EVENING OF THE WEDDINGVIII. THE DAY AFTER THE WEDDINGIX. HOW THE KNIGHT TOOK HIS YOUNG WIFE WITH HIM...　

The Quest of the Golden GirlBy Richard le GallienneA ROMANCETOPRIOR AND LOUISE CHRISTIAN,WITH AFFECTION.CONTENTSBOOK ICHAPTERI. AN OLD HOUSE AND ITS BACHELORII. IN WHICH I DECIDE TO GO ON PILGRIMAGEIII. AN INDICTMENT OF SPRINGIV. IN WHICH I EAT AND DREAMV. CONCERNING THE PERFECT WOMAN, AND THEREFORE CONCERNING ALLFEMININE READERSVI. IN WHICH THE AUTHOR ANTICIPATES DISCONTENT ON THE PART OFHIS READERVII. PRANDIALVIII. STILL PRANDIALIX. THE LEGEND OF HEBES OR THE HEAVENLY HOUSEMAID...　

The Age of Invention, A Chronicle of Mechanical Conquestby Holland ThompsonPREFATORY NOTEThis volume is not intended to be a complete record of inventive genius and mechanical progress in the United States. A bare catalogue of notable American inventions in the nineteenth century alone could not be compressed into these pages. Nor is it any part of the purpose of this book to trespass on the ground of the many mechanical works and encyclopedias which give technical descriptions and explain in detail the principle of every invention. All this book seeks to do is to outline the personalities of　

THE BEEIt was Maeterlinck who introduced me to the bee. I mean, inthe psychical and in the poetical way. I had had a businessintroduction earlier. It was when I was a boy. It is strangethat I should remember a formality like that so long; it must benearly sixty years.Bee scientists always speak of the bee as she. It isbecause all the important bees are of that sex. In the hivethere is one married bee, called the queen; she has fiftythousand children; of these, about one hundred are sons; the restare daughters. Some of the daughters are young maids, some are...　

The Tale of Balenby Algernon Charles SwinburneDEDICATIONTO MY MOTHERLove that holds life and death in fee,Deep as the clear unsounded seaAnd sweet as life or death can be,Lays here my hope, my heart, and meBefore you, silent, in a song.Since the old wild tale, made new, found grace,When half sung through, before your face,It needs must live a springtide space,While April suns grow strong.March 24, 1896.THE TALE OF BALENIn hawthorn-time the heart grows light,The world is sweet in sound and sight,Glad thoughts and birds take flower and flight,...