TWICE-TOLD TALESMY KINSMAN, MAJOR MOLINEUXby Nathaniel HawthorneAFTER THE KINGS of Great Britain had assumed the right ofappointing the colonial governors, the measures of the latter seldommet with the ready and general approbation which had been paid tothose of their predecessors, under the original charters. The peoplelooked with most jealous scrutiny to the exercise of power which didnot emanate from themselves, and they usually rewarded their rulerswith slender gratitude for the compliances by which, in softening...
The Origination of Living Beingsby Thomas H. HuxleyIn the two preceding lectures I have endeavoured to indicate to you theextent of the subject-matter of the inquiry upon which we are engaged;and now, having thus acquired some conception of the Past and Presentphenomena of Organic Nature, I must now turn to that which constitutesthe great problem which we have set before ourselves;I mean, thequestion of what knowledge we have of the causes of these phenomena oforganic nature, and how such knowledge is obtainable.Here, on the threshold of the inquiry, an objection meets us. There are...
The Conflictby David Graham PhillipsIFour years at Wellesley; two years about equally divided among Paris, Dresden and Florence. And now Jane Hastings was at home again. At home in the unchanged housespacious, old-fashionedlooking down from its steeply sloping lawns and terraced gardens upon the sooty, smoky activities of Remsen City, looking out upon a charming panorama of hills and valleys in the heart of South Central Indiana. Six years of striving in the East and abroad to satisfy the restless energy she inherited from her father; and here she was, as restless as everyet with everythin
VisitorsI think that I love society as much as most, and am ready enoughto fasten myself like a bloodsucker for the time to any full-bloodedman that comes in my way. I am naturally no hermit, but mightpossibly sit out the sturdiest frequenter of the bar-room, if mybusiness called me thither.I had three chairs in my house; one for solitude, two forfriendship, three for society. When visitors came in larger andunexpected numbers there was but the third chair for them all, butthey generally economized the room by standing up. It is surprising...
The Faith of Menby Jack LondonContents:A Relic of the PlioceneA Hyperborean BrewThe Faith of MenToo Much GoldThe One Thousand DozenThe Marriage of Lit-litBatardThe Story of Jees UckA RELIC OF THE PLIOCENEI wash my hands of him at the start. I cannot father his tales,nor will I be responsible for them. I make these preliminaryreservations, observe, as a guard upon my own integrity. I possessa certain definite position in a small way, also a wife; and forthe good name of the community that honours my existence with its...
The Adventure of the Red CircleThe Adventure of the RedCircleBy Sir Arthur Conan Doyle1- Page 2-The Adventure of the Red CircleOne"Well, Mrs. Warren, I cannot see that you have any particular cause foruneasiness, nor do I understand why I, whose time is of some value,should interfere in the matter. I really have other things to engage me."...
CHAPTER IWHICH TREATS OF THE CHARACTER AND PURSUITS OF THE FAMOUS GENTLEMANDON QUIXOTE OF LA MANCHAIN a village of La Mancha, the name of which I have no desire tocall to mind, there lived not long since one of those gentlemen thatkeep a lance in the lance-rack, an old buckler, a lean hack, and agreyhound for coursing. An olla of rather more beef than mutton, asalad on most nights, scraps on Saturdays, lentils on Fridays, and apigeon or so extra on Sundays, made away with three-quarters of hisincome. The rest of it went in a doublet of fine cloth and velvetbreeches and shoes to match for ho
The Antiquities of the Jews (1)by Flavius JosephusTranslated by William WhistonPREFACE.1. Those who undertake to write histories, do not, I perceive,take that trouble on one and the same account, but for manyreasons, and those such as are very different one from another.For some of them apply themselves to this part of learning toshow their skill in composition, and that they may thereinacquire a reputation for speaking finely: others of them thereare, who write histories in order to gratify those that happen tobe concerned in them, and on that account have spared no pains,...
The Registerby William D. HowellsI.SCENE: In an upper chamber of a boarding-house in Melanchthon Place,Boston, a mature, plain young lady, with every appearance ofestablishing herself in the room for the first time, moves about,bestowing little touches of decoration here and there, and talkingwith another young lady, whose voice comes through the open doorwayof an inner room.MISS ETHEL REED, from within: "What in the world are you doing,Nettie?"MISS HENRIETTA SPAULDING: "Oh, sticking up a household god or two.What are you doing?"...
ALCIBIADES IIALCIBIADES IIPlatonic ImitatorTranslated by Benjamin Jowett1- Page 2-ALCIBIADES IIAPPENDIX II.The two dialogues which are translated in the second appendix are notmentioned by Aristotle, or by any early authority, and have no claim to beascribed to Plato. They are examples of Platonic dialogues to be assignedprobably to the second or third generation after Plato, when his writings...
MEMOIR OF THE PROPOSED TERRITORY OF ARIZONA.MEMOIR OF THEPROPOSEDTERRITORY OFARIZONA.BY SYLVESTER MOWRY, U. S. A., DELEGATEELECT.WASHINGTON: HENRY POLKINHORN,PRINTER. 1857.1- Page 2-MEMOIR OF THE PROPOSED TERRITORY OF ARIZONA."The NEW TERRITORY of ARIZONA, better known as theGADSDEN PURCHASE, lies between the thirty-first and thirty-third...
FAIRY TALES OF HANS CHRISTIAN ANDERSENTHE SILVER SHILLINGby Hans Christian AndersenTHERE was once a shilling, which came forth from the mintspringing and shouting, "Hurrah! now I am going out into the wideworld." And truly it did go out into the wide world. The children heldit with warm hands, the miser with a cold and convulsive grasp, andthe old people turned it about, goodness knows how many times, whilethe young people soon allowed it to roll away from them. Theshilling was made of silver, it contained very little copper, and...
The Story of My Heartby Richard JefferiesAN AUTOBIOGRAPHYCHAPTER ITHE story of my heart commences seventeen years ago. In the glowof youth there were times every now and then when I felt thenecessity of a strong inspiration of soulthought. My heart wasdusty, parched for want of the rain of deep feeling; my mind arid and dry,for there is a dust which settles on the heart as well as that which fallson a ledge. It is injurious to the mind as well as to the body to be alwaysin one place and always surrounded by the same circumstances. A species ofthick clothing slowly grows about the mind, the