Once upon a time in the middle of winter, when the flakes ofsnow were falling like feathers from the sky, a queen sat ata window sewing, and the frame of the window was made of blackebony. And whilst she was sewing and looking out of the windowat the snow, she pricked her finger with the needle, and threedrops of blood fell upon the snow. And the red looked prettyupon the white snow, and she thought to herself, would that I hada child as white as snow, as red as blood, and as black as thewood of the window-frame.Soon after that she had a little daughter, who was as white assnow, and as red 　

Lecture IIITHE REALITY OF THE UNSEENWere one asked to characterize the life of religion in thebroadest and most general terms possible, one might say that itconsists of the belief that there is an unseen order, and thatour supreme good lies in harmoniously adjusting ourselvesthereto. This belief and this adjustment are the religiousattitude in the soul. I wish during this hour to call yourattention to some of the psychological peculiarities of such anattitude as this, or belief in an object which we cannot see....　

The Malay Archipelago Volume 1by Alfred Russell WallaceThe land of the orang-utan, and the bird or paradise.A narrative of travel, with sketches of man and nature.To CHARLES DARWIN,AUTHOR OF "THE ORIGIN OF SPECIES,"I dedicate this book, Not only as a token of personal esteem and friendship But also To express my deep admiration For His genius and his works.PREFACE.My readers will naturally ask why I have delayed writing this book for six years after my return; and I feel bound to give them full satisfaction on this point.When I reached England in the spring of 1862, I found myself surrounded　

Eugenie Grandetby Honore de BalzacTranslated by Katharine Prescott WormeleyDEDICATIONTo Maria.May your name, that of one whose portrait is the noblest ornamentof this work, lie on its opening pages like a branch of sacredbox, taken from an unknown tree, but sanctified by religion, andkept ever fresh and green by pious hands to bless the house.De Balzac.EUGENIE GRANDETIThere are houses in certain provincial towns whose aspect inspiresmelancholy, akin to that called forth by sombre cloisters, drearymoorlands, or the desolation of ruins. Within these houses there is,...　

Nada the Lilyby H. Rider HaggardDEDICATIONSompseu:For I will call you by the name that for fifty years has been honouredby every tribe between Zambesi and Cape Agulbas,I greet you!Sompseu, my father, I have written a book that tells of men andmatters of which you know the most of any who still look upon thelight; therefore, I set your name within that book and, such as it is,I offer it to you.If you knew not Chaka, you and he have seen the same suns shine, youknew his brother Panda and his captains, and perhaps even that very...　

ARTAXERXES437-359 B.C.by Plutarchtranslated by John DrydenTHE first Artaxerxes, among all the kings of Persia the mostremarkable for a gentle and noble spirit, was surnamed theLong-handed, his right hand being longer than his left, and was theson of Xerxes. The second, whose story I am now writing, who had thesurname of the Mindful, was the grandson of the former, by hisdaughter Parysatis, who brought Darius four sons, the eldestArtaxerxes, the next Cyrus, and two younger than these, Ostanes and...　

The Soul of Manby Oscar WildeThe chief advantage that would result from the establishment ofSocialism is, undoubtedly, the fact that Socialism would relieve usfrom that sordid necessity of living for others which, in thepresent condition of things, presses so hardly upon almosteverybody. In fact, scarcely anyone at all escapes.Now and then, in the course of the century, a great man of science,like Darwin; a great poet, like Keats; a fine critical spirit, likeM. Renan; a supreme artist, like Flaubert, has been able to isolatehimself, to keep himself out of reach of the clamorous claims of...　

BENITO CERENOby Herman MelvilleIN THE year 1799, Captain Amasa Delano, of Duxbury, in Massachusetts, commanding a large sealer and general trader, lay at anchor, with a valuable cargo, in the harbour of St. Maria- a small, desert, uninhabited island towards the southern extremity of the long coast of Chili. There he had touched for water. On the second day, not long after dawn, while lying in his berth, his mate came below, informing him that a strange sail was coming into the bay. Ships were then not so plenty in those waters as now. He rose, dressed, and went on deck. The morning wa　

FELICIA AND THE POT OF PINKSONCE upon a time there was a poor laborer who, feelingthat he had not much longer to live, wished to divide hispossessions between his son and daughter, whom he loveddearly.So he called them to him, and said: "Your motherbrought me as her dowry two stools and a straw bed; Ihave, besides, a hen, a pot of pinks, and a silver ring,which were given me by a noble lady who once lodged inmy poor cottage. When she went away she said to me:"`Be careful of my gifts, good man; see that you do notlose the ring or forget to water the pinks. As for your...　

Heroes of the Telegraphby J. MunroPREFACE.The present work is in some respects a sequel to the PIONEERS OFELECTRICITY, and it deals with the lives and principal achievements ofthose distinguished men to whom we are indebted for the introduction ofthe electric telegraph and telephone, as well as other marvels ofelectric science.CONTENTS.CHAPTERI. THE ORIGIN OF THE TELEGRAPHII. CHARLES WHEATSTONEIII. SAMUEL MORSEIV. SIR WILLIAM THOMSONV. SIR WILLIAM SIEMENSVI. FLEEMING JENKINVII. JOHANN PHILIPP REISVIII. GRAHAM BELL...　

The Wandering Jew, Volume 9by Eugene SueBOOK IX.XV. The Constant WandererXVI. The LuncheonXVII. Rendering the AccountXVIII. The Square of Notre DameXIX. The Cholera MasqueradeXX. The DefianceXXI. Brandy to the RescueXXII. MemoriesXXIII. The PoisonerXXIV. CathedralXXV. The MurderersXXVI. The PatientXXVII. The LureXXVIII. Good NewsXXIX. The OperationXXX. The TortureXXXI. Vice and VirtueXXXII. SuicideCHAPTER XV.THE CONSTANT WANDERER....　

The Heritage of the Siouxby B.M. BowerI WHEN GREEN GRASS COMESII THE DAUGHTER OF A CHIEFIII TO THE VICTORS THE SPOILSIV LOVE WORDS FOR ANNIEV FOR THE GOOD OF THE COMPANYVI "I GO WHERE WAGALEXA CONKA SAY"VII ADVENTURE COMES SMILINGVIII THE SONG OF THE OMAHAIX RIDERS IN THE BACKGROUNDX DEPUTIES ALLXI ALL THIS WAR-TALK ABOUT INJUNSXII THE WILD-GOOSE CHASEXIII SET AFOOTXIV ONE PUT OVER ON THE BUNCHXV "NOW, DANG IT, RIDE!"XVI ANNIE-MANY-PONIES WAITSXVII APPLEHEAD SHOWS THE STUFF HE IS MADE OF...　

Dorothy and the Wizard in Ozby L. Frank BaumA Faithful Record of Their Amazing Adventuresin an Underground World; and How with theAid of Their Friends Zeb Hugson, Eurekathe Kitten, and Jim the Cab-Horse,They Finally Reached theWonderful Landof Ozby L. Frank Baum"Royal Historian of Oz"To My Readers1. The Earthquake2. The Glass City3. The Arrival of the Wizard4. The Vegetable Kingdom5. Dorothy Picks the Princess6. The Mangaboos Prove Dangerous...　

　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 　

The City of DomesA Walk with an Architect About the Courts and Palaces of the PanamaPacific International ExposItion with a Discussion of Its Architecture -Its Sculpture - Its Mural Decorations Its Coloring - And Its Lighting -Preceded by a History of Its Growthby John D. BarryTo the architects, the artists and the artisans and to the men ofaffairs who sustained them in the cooperative work that created anexposition of surpassing beauty, unique among the expositions of theworld.ContentsChapterPrefaceIntroduction...　

The Price She Paidby David Graham PhillipsIHENRY GOWER was dead at sixty-onethe end of a lifelong fraud which never had been suspected, and never would be. With the world, with his acquaintances and neighbors, with his wife and son and daughter, he passed as a generous, warm-hearted, good-natured man, ready at all times to do anything to help anybody, incapable of envy or hatred or meanness. In fact, not once in all his days had he ever thought or done a single thing except for his own comfort. Like all intensely selfish people who are wise, he was cheerful and amiable, because that was th