Sir Nigelby Sir Arthur Conan DoyleCONTENTI. THE HOUSE OF LORINGII. HOW THE DEVIL CAME TO WAVERLEYIII. THE YELLOW HORSE OF CROOKSBURYIV. HOW THE SUMMONER CAME TO THE MANOR HOUSE OF TILFORDV. HOW NIGEL WAS TRIED BY THE ABBOT OF WAVERLEYVI. IN WHICH LADY ERMYNTRUDE OPENS THE IRON COFFERVII. HOW NIGEL WENT MARKETING TO GUILFORDVIII. HOW THE KING HAWKED ON CROOKSBURY HEATHIX. HOW NIGEL HELD THE BRIDGE AT TILFORDX. HOW THE KING GREETED HIS SENESCHAL OF CALAISXI. IN THE HALL OF THE KNIGHT OF DUPLINXII. HOW NIGEL FOUGHT THE TWISTED MAN OF SHALFORD...
To Carolyn Conger"What really interests me is whether God had any choice in the creation of the world."ALBERT EINSTEIN"Deep in the chaotic regime, slight changes in structure almost always cause vast changes in behavior. plex controllable behavior seems precluded."STUART KAUFFMAN"Sequelae are inherently unpredictable."IAN MALCOLMIntroduction:"Extinction at the K-T Boundary"The late twentieth century has witnessed a remarkable growth in scientific interest in the subject of extinction.It is hardly a new subject - Baron Georges Cuvier had first demonstrated that species became extinct back in 1
On July 16, in the aching torpid heat of the South Florida summer, Terry Whelper stood at the Avis counter at Miami International Airport and rented a bright red Chrysler LeBaron convertible. He had originally signed up for a Dodge Colt, a sensible low-mileage pact, but his wife had told him go on, be sporty for once in your life. So Terry Whelper got the red LeBaron plus the extra collision coverage, in anticipation of Miami drivers. Into the convertible he inserted the family-his wife Gerri, his son Jason, his daughter Jennifer-and bravely set out for the turnpike. The children, who liked
Men of Invention and Industryby Samuel Smiles"Men there have been, ignorant of letters; without art, withouteloquence; who yet had the wisdom to devise and the courage toperform that which they lacked language to explain. Such menhave worked the deliverance of nations and their own greatness.Their hearts are their books; events are their tutors; greatactions are their eloquence."MACAULAY.Contents.PrefaceCHAPTER I Phineas Pett:Beginings of English ShipbuildingCHAPTER II Francis Pettit Smith:...
Royalty Restored or London under Charles II.by J. Fitzgerald MolloyTO THOMAS HARDY, ESQ.DEAR MR. HARDY,In common with all readers of the English language, I owe you adebt of gratitude, the which I rejoice to acknowledge, even in sopoor a manner as by dedicating this work to you.Believe me,Faithfully yours always, J. FITZGERALD MOLLOY.*PREFACE TO FIRST EDITION.No social history of the court of Charles II. has heretofore been written. The Grammont Memoirs, devoid of date and detail, and addressed "to those who read only for amusement," present but brief imperfect sketches of the wits and
Missing Mile, North Carolina, in the summer of 1972 was scarcely more than a wide spot in the road. The main street was shaded by a few great spreading pecans and oaks, flanked by a few even larger, more sprawling Southern homes too far off any beaten path to have fallen to the scourge of the Civil War. The ravages and triumphs of the past decade seemed to have touched the town not at all, not at first glance. You might think that here was a place adrift in a gentler time, a place where Peace reigned naturally, and did not have to be blazoned on banners or worn around the neck. You might
The PitA Story of ChicagoByFrank Norris1903Dedicated to My BrotherCharles Tolman NorrisIn memory of certain lamentable tales of thebound (dining-room) table heroes; of the epic ofthe pewter platoons, and the romance-cycle of"Gaston Le Fox," which we invented, maintained,and found marvellous at a time when we bothwere boys.The PlT...
El Doradoby Baroness OrczyFOREWORDThere has of late years crept so much confusion into the mind ofthe student as well as of the general reader as to the identity ofthe Scarlet Pimpernel with that of the Gascon Royalist plotterknown to history as the Baron de Batz, that the time seemsopportune for setting all doubts on that subject at rest.The identity of the Scarlet Pimpernel is in no way whateverconnected with that of the Baron de Batz, and even superficialreflection will soon bring the mind to the conclusion that greatfundamental differences existed in these two men, in their...
Sons of the Soilby Honore de BalzacTranslated by Katharine Prescott WormeleyDEDICATIONTo Monsieur P. S. B. Gavault.Jean-Jacques Rousseau wrote these words at the beginning of hisNouvelle Heloise: "I have seen the morals of my time and I publishthese letters." May I not say to you, in imitation of that greatwriter, "I have studied the march of my epoch and I publish thiswork"?The object of this particular studystartling in its truth solong as society makes philanthropy a principle instead ofregarding it as an accidentis to bring to sight the leading...
A Girl of The LimberlostBy Gene Stratton PorterTO ALL GIRLS OF THE LIMBERLOST IN GENERALAND ONE JEANETTE HELEN PORTER IN PARTICULARCHARACTERSELNORA, who collects moths to pay for her education,and lives the Golden Rule.PHILIP AMMON, who assists in moth hunting,and gains a new conception of love.MRS. COMSTOCK, who lost a delusion and found a treasure.WESLEY SINTON, who always did his best....
The Foundations of Personalityby Abraham MyersonCONTENTSINTRODUCTIONI. THE ORGANIC BASIS OF CHARACTERII. THE ENVIRONMENTAL BASIS OF CHARACTERIII. MEMORY AND HABITIV. STIMULATION, INHIBITION, ORGANIZING ENERGY, CHOICEAND CONSCIOUSNESSV. HYSTERIA, SUBCONSCIOUSNESS AND FREUDIANISMVI. EMOTION, INSTINCT, INTELLIGENCE AND WILLVII. EXCITEMENT, MONOTONY AND INTERESTVIII. THE SENTIMENTS OF LOVE, FRIENDSHIP, HATE, PITYAND DUTY, COMPENSATION AND ESCAPEIX. ENERGY RELEASE AND THE EMOTIONSX. COURAGE, RESIGNATION, SUBLIMATION, PATIENCE, THEWISH AND ANHEDONIA...
The Golden Chersonese and the Way Thitherby Isabella L. Bird (Mrs. Bishop)PREFACEIn presenting to the public the last installment of my travels in theFar East, in 1879, I desire to offer, both to my readers and critics, mygrateful acknowledgments for the kindness with which my letters fromJapan were received, and to ask for an equally kind and lenient estimateof my present volume, which has been prepared for publication under theheavy shadow of the loss of the beloved and only sister to whom theletters of which it consists were written, and whose able and careful...
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The Black Robeby Wilkie CollinsBEFORE THE STORY.FIRST SCENE.BOULOGNE-SUR-MER.THE DUEL.I.THE doctors could do no more for the Dowager Lady Berrick.When the medical advisers of a lady who has reached seventy yearsof age recommend the mild climate of the South of France, theymean in plain language that they have arrived at the end of theirresources. Her ladyship gave the mild climate a fair trial, andthen decided (as she herself expressed it) to "die at home."...
When the World ShookBeing an Account of the Great Adventureof Bastin, Bickley and Arbuthnotby H. Rider HaggardDEDICATIONDitchingham, 1918.MY DEAR CURZON,More than thirty years ago you tried to protect me, then astranger to you, from one of the falsest and most malignantaccusations ever made against a writer.So complete was your exposure of the methods of those at workto blacken a person whom they knew to be innocent, that, as youwill remember, they refused to publish your analysis whichdestroyed their charges and, incidentally, revealed their...
The Portygeeby Joseph C. LincolnCHAPTER IOverhead the clouds cloaked the sky; a ragged cloak it was, and,here and there, a star shone through a hole, to be obscured almostinstantly as more cloud tatters were hurled across the rent. Thepines threshed on the hill tops. The bare branches of the wild-cherry and silverleaf trees scraped and rattled and tossed. Andthe wind, the raw, chilling December wind, driven in, wet andsalty, from the sea, tore over the dunes and brown uplands andacross the frozen salt-meadows, screamed through the telegraph...