The Story of a Pioneerby Anna Howard ShawBYANNA HOWARD SHAW, D.D., M.D.WITH THE COLLABORATION OFELIZABETH JORDANTHE STORY OF A PIONEERTOTHE WOMEN PIONEERSOF AMERICAThey cut a path through tangled underwoodOf old traditions, out to broader ways.They lived to here their work called brave and good,But oh! the thorns before the crown of bays.The world gives lashes to its PioneersUntil the goal is reachedthen deafening cheers.Adapted by ANNA HOWARD SHAW....　

Selected Writingsby Guy De MaupassantA SELECTION from the WRITINGS of GUY DE MAUPASSANTSHORT STORIES of the TRAGEDY AND COMEDY OF LIFEWITH A CRITICAL PREFACE BY PAUL BOURGET of the French AcademyAND AN INTRODUCTION BY ROBERT ARNOT, M.A.TABLE OF CONTENTS.VOLUME I.1. MADEMOISELLE FIFI2. AN AFFAIR OF STATE3. THE ARTIST4. THE HORLA5. MISS HARRIET6. THE HOLE7. LOVE8. THE INN9. A FAMILY10. BELLFLOWER11. WHO KNOWS?12. THE DEVIL...　

Queen Victoriaby Lytton StracheyCONTENTSCHAPTERI. ANTECEDENTSII. CHILDHOODIII. LORD MELBOURNEIV. MARRIAGEV. LORD PALMERSTONVI. LAST YEARS OF THE PRINCE CONSORTVII. WIDOWHOODVIII. MR. GLADSTONE AND LORD BEACONSFIELDIX. OLD AGEX. THE ENDBIBLIOGRAPHYQUEEN VICTORIACHAPTER I. ANTECEDENTSIOn November 6, 1817, died the Princess Charlotte, only child of the Prince Regent, and heir to the crown of England. Her short life had hardly been a happy one. By nature impulsive, capricious, and vehement, she had always longed for liberty; and she had never possessed it. She had been brought 　

A Mortal Antipathyby Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr.PREFACE."A MORTAL ANTIPATHY" was a truly hazardous experiment. A very wiseand very distinguished physician who is as much at home in literatureas he is in science and the practice of medicine, wrote to me inreferring to this story: "I should have been afraid of my subject."He did not explain himself, but I can easily understand that he feltthe improbability of the, physiological or pathological occurrence onwhich the story is founded to be so great that the narrative couldhardly be rendered plausible. I felt the difficulty for myself as...　

The Darrow EnigmaThe Darrow Enigmaby Melvin L. Severy1- Page 2-The Darrow EnigmaTHE EPISODE OF THEDARKENED ROOMCHAPTER IWhat shall we say when Dream-Pictures leave their frames of nightand push us from the waking world?As the part I played in the events I am about to narrate was rather that...　

ADVENTUREADVENTUREby Jack London1- Page 2-ADVENTURECHAPTER ISOMETHING TOBE DONEHe was a very sick white man. He rode pick-a-back on a woolly-headed, black-skinned savage, the lobes of whose ears had been piercedand stretched until one had torn out, while the other carried a circularblock of carved wood three inches in diameter. The torn ear had been...　

All Roads Lead to Calvaryby Jerome K. JeromeCHAPTER IShe had not meant to stay for the service. The door had stood invitingly open, and a glimpse of the interior had suggested to her the idea that it would make good copy. "Old London Churches: Their Social and Historical Associations." It would be easy to collect anecdotes of the famous people who had attended them. She might fix up a series for one of the religious papers. It promised quite exceptional material, this particular specimen, rich in tombs and monuments. There was character about it, a scent of bygone days. She pictured th　

Hesiod, The Homeric Hymns, and HomericaContains translations of the following works:Hesiod: "Works and Days", "The Theogony", fragments of "The Catalogues of Women and the Eoiae", "The Shield of Heracles" (attributed to Hesiod), and fragments of various works attributed to Hesiod.Homer: "The Homeric Hymns", "The Epigrams of Homer" (both attributed to Homer).Various: Fragments of the Epic Cycle (parts of which are sometimes attributed to Homer), fragments of other epic poems attributed to Homer, "The Battle of Frogs and Mice", and "The Contest of Homer and Hesiod"....　

An Unsocial Socialistby George Bernard ShawCHAPTER IIn the dusk of an October evening, a sensible looking woman offorty came out through an oaken door to a broad landing on thefirst floor of an old English country-house. A braid of her hairhad fallen forward as if she had been stooping over book or pen;and she stood for a moment to smooth it, and to gazecontemplativelynot in the least sentimentallythrough thetall,narrow window. The sun was setting, but its glories were at theother side of the house; for this window looked eastward, wherethe landscape of sheepwalks and pasture land was soberin　

　　Introduction　　Only prejudice, and a trick of the Mercator projection, prevents us from recognizing the enormity of the African continent. Covering nearly twelve million square miles, Africa is almost as large as North America and Europe bined. It is nearly twice the size of South America. As we mistake its dimensions, we also mistake its essential nature: the Dark Continent is mostly hot desert and open grassy plains.　In fact, Africa is called the Dark Continent for one reason only: the vast equatorial rain forests of its central region. This is the drainage basin of the Congo River, and on　

History of the Impeachment of Andrew Johnson, President of theUnited Statesby Edmund G. RossPREFACE.Little is now known to the general public of the history of the attempt to remove President Andrew Johnson in 1868, on his impeachment by the House of Representatives and trial by the Senate for alleged high crimes and misdemeanors in office, or of the causes that led to it. Yet it was one of the most important and critical events, involving possibly the gravest consequences, in the entire history of the country.The constitutional power to impeach and remove the President had lain dormant since　

Child of Stormby H. Rider HaggardDEDICATIONDear Mr. Stuart,For 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 talethe secondbook of the epic of the vengeance of Zikali, "theThing-that-should-never-have-been-born," and of the fall of the House of...　

　An Unexpected Party　In a hole in the ground there lived a hobbit. Not a nasty, dirty, wet hole, filled with the ends of worms and an oozy smell, nor yet a dry, bare, sandy hole with nothing in it to sit down on or to eat: it was a hobbit-hole, and that means fort.　It had a perfectly round door like a porthole, painted green, with a shiny yellow brass knob in the exact middle. The door opened on to a tube-shaped hall like a tunnel: a very fortable tunnel without smoke, with panelled walls, and floors tiled and carpeted, provided with polished chairs, and lots and lots of pegs for hats and coa　

The Yellow Godor An Idol of Africaby H. Rider HaggardCHAPTER ISAHARA LIMITEDSir Robert Aylward, Bart., M.P., sat in his office in the City ofLondon. It was a very magnificent office, quite one of the finest thatcould be found within half a mile of the Mansion House. Its exteriorwas built of Aberdeen granite, a material calculated to impress theprospective investor with a comfortable sense of security. Otherstucco, or even brick-built, offices might crumble and fall in anactual or a financial sense, but this rock-like edifice of granite,surmounted by a life-sized statue of Justice with her sca　

A Vindication of the Rights of Womanby Mary Wollstonecraft [Godwin]WITH STRICTURES ON POLITICAL AND MORAL SUBJECTS,BY MARY WOLLSTONECRAFT.WITH A BIOGRAPHICAL SKETCH OF THE AUTHOR.CONTENTS.INTRODUCTION.CHAPTER 1. THE RIGHTS AND INVOLVED DUTIES OF MANKIND CONSIDERED.CHAPTER 2. THE PREVAILING OPINION OF A SEXUAL CHARACTER DISCUSSED.CHAPTER 3. THE SAME SUBJECT CONTINUED.CHAPTER 4. OBSERVATIONS ON THE STATE OF DEGRADATION TO WHICH WOMANIS REDUCED BY VARIOUS CAUSES.CHAPTER 5. ANIMADVERSIONS ON SOME OF THE WRITERS WHO HAVE RENDEREDWOMEN OBJECTS OF PITY, BORDERING ON CONTEMPT....　

When the Sleeper Wakesby H. G. [Herbert George] WellsCHAPTER IINSOMNIAOne afternoon, at low water, Mr. Isbister, a youngartist lodging at Boscastle, walked from that place tothe picturesque cove of Pentargen, desiring to examinethe caves there. Halfway down the precipitous pathto the Pentargen beach he came suddenly upon a mansitting in an attitude of profound distress beneatha projecting mass of rock. The hands of this manhung limply over his knees, his eyes were red andstaring before him, and his face was wet with tears....