Biographical Study of A. W. Kinglakeby Rev. W. TcikwellPREFACEIT is just eleven years since Kinglake passed away, and his life has not yet been separately memorialized. A few years more, and the personal side of him would be irrecoverable, though by personality, no less than by authorship, he made his contemporary mark. When a tomb has been closed for centuries, the effaced lineaments of its tenant can be re-coloured only by the idealizing hand of genius, as Scott drew Claverhouse, and Carlyle drew Cromwell. But, to the biographer of the lately dead, men have a right to say, as Sau
YOUNG GOODMAN BROWNYoung Goodman Brown came forth at sunset into the street at Salemvillage; but put his head back, after crossing the threshold, toexchange a parting kiss with his young wife. And Faith, as thewife was aptly named, thrust her own pretty head into the street,letting the wind play with the pink ribbons of her cap while shecalled to Goodman Brown."Dearest heart," whispered she, softly and rather sadly, when herlips were close to his ear, "prithee put off your journey untilsunrise and sleep in your own bed to-night. A lone woman is...
Letters to His Son, 1748by Lord ChesterfieldLETTERS TO HIS SONBy the EARL OF CHESTERFIELDon the Fine Art of becoming aMAN OF THE WORLDand aGENTLEMANLETTER XXIVJanuary 2, O. S. 1748.DEAR BOY: I am edified with the allotment of your time at Leipsig; which is so well employed from morning till night, that a fool would say you had none left for yourself; whereas, I am sure you have sense enough to know, that such a right use of your time is having it all to yourself; nay, it is even more, for it is laying it out to immense interest, which, in a very few years, will amount to a prodigious capital
The Mystery of the Yellow Roomby Gaston LerouxCHAPTER IIn Which We Begin Not to UnderstandIt is not without a certain emotion that I begin to recount herethe extraordinary adventures of Joseph Rouletabille. Down to thepresent time he had so firmly opposed my doing it that I had cometo despair of ever publishing the most curious of police storiesof the past fifteen years. I had even imagined that the publicwould never know the whole truth of the prodigious case known asthat of The Yellow Room, out of which grew so many mysterious,cruel, and sensational dramas, with which my friend was so cl
THE SKETCH BOOKENGLISH WRITERS ON AMERICAby Washington Irving"Methinks I see in my mind a noble and puissant nation, rousingherself like a strong man after sleep, and shaking her invinciblelocks: methinks I see her as an eagle, mewing her mighty youth, andkindling her endazzled eyes at the full mid-day beam."MILTON ON THE LIBERTY OF THE PRESS.IT IS with feelings of deep regret that I observe the literaryanimosity daily growing up between England and America. Great...
Billy and the Big Stickby Richard Harding DavisHad the Wilmot Electric Light people remained content only to makelight, had they not, as a by-product, attempted to make money, theyneed not have left Hayti.When they flooded with radiance the unpaved streets of Port-au-Prince no one, except the police, who complained that the lightskept them awake, made objection; but when for this illumination theWilmot Company demanded payment, every one up to President HamilearPoussevain was surprised and grieved. So grieved was President Ham,as he was lovingly designated, that he withdrew the Wilmot...
CYMBELINECYMBELINEWilliam Shakespeare16091- Page 2-CYMBELINEDramatis PersonaeCYMBELINE, King of Britain CLOTEN, son to the Queen by aformer husband POSTHUMUS LEONATUS, a gentleman, husband toImogen BELARIUS, a banished lord, disguised under the name of MorganGUIDERIUS and ARVIRAGUS, sons to Cymbeline, disguised underthe names of POLYDORE and CADWAL, supposed sons to Belarius...
THE FORTUNE HUNTERTHE FORTUNEHUNTERBy DAVID GRAHAM PHILLIPS1- Page 2-THE FORTUNE HUNTERCHAPTER IENTER MR. FEUERSTEINOn an afternoon late in April Feuerstein left his boarding-house inEast Sixteenth Street, in the block just beyond the eastern gates ofStuyvesant Square, and paraded down Second Avenue.A romantic figure was Feuerstein, of the German Theater stock...
BOOK II: OF THEIR TRAFFICBUT it is now time to explain to you the mutual intercourse ofthis people, their commerce, and the rules by which all things aredistributed among them.As their cities are composed of families, so their families aremade up of those that are nearly related to one another. Theirwomen, when they grow up, are married out; but all the males, bothchildren and grandchildren, live still in the same house, in greatobedience to their common parent, unless age has weakened his...
The Princess de Montpensierby Mme. de LafayetteIntroductionby Oliver C. ColtThis story was written by Madame de Lafayette and publishedanonymously in 1662. It is set in a period almost 100 yearspreviously during the sanguinary wars of the counter-reformation,when the Catholic rulers of Europe, with the encouragement of thePapacy, were bent on extirpating the followers of the creeds ofLuther and Calvin. I am not qualified to embark on a historicalanalysis, and shall do no more than say that many of the personswho are involved in the tale actually existed, and the events...
ON DREAMSby Aristotletranslated by J. I. Beare1WE must, in the next place, investigate the subject of the dream,and first inquire to which of the faculties of the soul it presentsitself, i.e. whether the affection is one which pertains to thefaculty of intelligence or to that of sense-perception; for theseare the only faculties within us by which we acquire knowledge.If, then, the exercise of the faculty of sight is actual seeing,...
"The Altruist in Politics"The Altruist in Politicsby Benjamin Cardozo1- Page 2-"The Altruist in Politics"There comes not seldom a crisis in the life of men, of nations, and ofworlds, when the old forms seem ready to decay, and the old rules ofaction have lost their binding force. The evils of existing systemsobscure the blessings that attend them; and, where reform is needed, the...
THE HOUSE BEHIND THE CEDARSTHE HOUSE BEHINDTHE CEDARSBY CHARLES W. CHESNUTT1- Page 2-THE HOUSE BEHIND THE CEDARSIA STRANGER FROM SOUTH CAROLINATime touches all things with destroying hand; and if he seem nowand then to bestow the bloom of youth, the sap of spring, it is but a briefmockery, to be surely and swiftly followed by the wrinkles of old age, the...
Love of Life and other storiesby Jack LondonLOVE OF LIFE"This out of all will remain -They have lived and have tossed:So much of the game will be gain,Though the gold of the dice has been lost."THEY limped painfully down the bank, and once the foremost of thetwo men staggered among the rough-strewn rocks. They were tiredand weak, and their faces had the drawn expression of patiencewhich comes of hardship long endured. They were heavily burdenedwith blanket packs which were strapped to their shoulders. Head-...
Weir of HermistonWeir of HermistonRobert Louis Stevenson1- Page 2-Weir of HermistonTO MY WIFEI saw rain falling and the rainbow drawn On Lammermuir.Hearkening I heard again In my precipitous city beaten bells Winnow thekeen sea wind. And here afar, Intent on my own race and place, I wrote.Take thou the writing: thine it is. For who Burnished the sword, blew on...
THE DOOR IN THE WALLIOne confidential evening, not three months ago, Lionel Wallace toldme this story of the Door in the Wall. And at the time I thoughtthat so far as he was concerned it was a true story.He told it me with such a direct simplicity of conviction thatI could not do otherwise than believe in him. But in the morning,in my own flat, I woke to a different atmosphere, and as I lay inbed and recalled the things he had told me, stripped of the glamourof his earnest slow voice, denuded of the focussed shaded tablelight, the shadowy atmosphere that wrapped about him and the...