THE HOUSE OF PRIDETHE HOUSE OF PRIDEBy Jack London1- Page 2-THE HOUSE OF PRIDEPercival Ford wondered why he had come. He did not dance. Hedid not care much for army people. Yet he knew them allgliding andrevolving there on the broad lanai of the Seaside, the officers in theirfresh-starched uniforms of white, the civilians in white and black, and...
Aletheia Vaune Preston And Isaac Jerome Preston Acknowledgements There is one person above all others who must be thanked for the existence of this novel, and that is my good friend the inestimable Forrest Fenn-collector, scholar, and publisher. I will never forget that lunch of ours, many years ago in the Dragon Room of the Pink Adobe, when you told me a curious story-and thereby gave me the idea for this novel. I hope you feel I have done the idea justice. Having mentioned Forrest, I feel it necessary to make one thing clear: My character Maxwell Broadbent is a plete and total fictional c
The Miscellaneous Writings and Speeches-Volume Iby Lord MacaulayPREFACE.Lord Macaulay always looked forward to a publication of his miscellaneous works, either by himself or by those who should represent him after his death. And latterly he expressly reserved, whenever the arrangements as to copyright made it necessary, the right of such publication.The collection which is now published comprehends some of the earliest and some of the latest works which he composed. He was born on 25th October, 1800; commenced residence at Trinity College, Cambridge, in October, 1818; was elected Craven Uni
1Our story begins in 1965, on a hot afternoon in August.FADE IN EXT. IOWA LANDSCAPE - DARolling green hills, lush farmland, vast open space. Not a house or sign of life in sight. On a long dusty road, a TRUCKis driving across the screen. Clouds of dirt follow in its tracks its motor, the only sound we hear.INT. TRUCK - DAYFRANCESCA JOHNSON is sitting in the front seat of the pick-up truck. Her expression is distant. Her eyes are sad, as ifhiding a burden she can hardly bear. Her husband, RICHARD JOHNSON, is driving.RICHARDYou feeling better Franny?FRANCESCA...
Chapter X of Volume II (Chap. 33)MORE than once did Elizabeth in her ramble within the Park, unexpectedly meet Mr. Darcy. She felt all the perverseness of the mischance that should bring him where no one else was brought; and to prevent its ever happening again, took care to inform him at first that it was a favourite haunt of hers. How it could occur a second time, therefore, was very odd! Yet it did, and even a third. It seemed like wilful ill-nature, or a voluntary penance, for on these occasions it was not merely a few formal enquiries and an awkward pause and then away, but he actuall
An Old Maidby Honore de BalzacTranslated by Katharine Prescott WormeleyDEDICATIONTo Monsieur Eugene-Auguste-Georges-Louis Midy de la GrenerayeSurville, Royal Engineer of the Ponts at Chausses.As a testimony to the affection of his brother-in-law,De BalzacAN OLD MAIDCHAPTER IONE OF MANY CHEVALIERS DE VALOISMost persons have encountered, in certain provinces in France, anumber of Chevaliers de Valois. One lived in Normandy, another atBourges, a third (with whom we have here to do) flourished in Alencon,...
SEVEN DISCOURSES ON ARTSEVEN DISCOURSESON ARTby Sir Joshua Reynolds1- Page 2-SEVEN DISCOURSES ON ARTINTRODUCTIONIt is a happy memory that associates the foundation of our RoyalAcademy with the delivery of these inaugural discourses by Sir JoshuaReynolds, on the opening of the schools, and at the first annual meetings...
SYLLA138-78 B.C.by Plutarchtranslated by John DrydenLUCIUS Cornelius Sylla was descended of a patrician or noble family.Of his ancestors, Rufinus, it is said, had been consul, and incurred adisgrace more signal than his distinction. For being found possessedof more than ten pounds of silver plate, contrary to the law, he wasfor this reason put out of the senate. His posterity continued everafter in obscurity, nor had Sylla himself any opulent parentage. In...
Decline of Science in Englandby Charles BabbageREFLECTIONS ON THE DECLINE OF SCIENCE IN ENGLAND,AND ON SOME OF ITS CAUSES.DEDICATION.HAD I INTENDED TO DEDICATE THIS VOLUME, I SHOULD HAVE INSCRIBED IT TO A NOBLEMAN WHOSE EXERTIONS IN PROMOTING EVERY OBJECT THAT CAN ADVANCE SCIENCE REFLECT LUSTRE UPON HIS RANK. BUT THE KINDNESS OF HIS NATURE MIGHT HAVE BEEN PAINED AT HAVING HIS NAME CONNECTED WITH STRICTURES, PERHAPS TOO SEVERELY JUST. I SHALL, THEREFORE, ABSTAIN FROM MENTIONING THE NAME OF ONE WHO WILL FEEL THAT HE HAS COMMANDED MY ESTEEM AND RESPECT.C. BABBAGE....
The Heroes, or Greek Fairy Tales For My Childrenby Charles KingsleyPREFACEMY DEAR CHILDREN,Some of you have heard already of the old Greeks; and all of you, as you grow up, will hear more and more of them. Those of you who are boys will, perhaps, spend a great deal of time in reading Greek books; and the girls, though they may not learn Greek, will be sure to come across a great many stories taken from Greek history, and to see, I may say every day, things which we should not have had if it had not been for these old Greeks. You can hardly find a well-written book which has not in i
NOTES BY FLOOD AND FIELDPART IIN THE FIELDIt was near the close of an October day that I began to bedisagreeably conscious of the Sacramento Valley. I had been ridingsince sunrise, and my course through the depressing monotony of thelong level landscape affected me more like a dull dyspeptic dreamthan a business journey, performed under that sincerest of naturalphenomenaa California sky. The recurring stretches of brown andbaked fields, the gaping fissures in the dusty trail, the hardoutline of the distant hills, and the herds of slowly moving...
SCHIPPEITAROIt was the custom in old times that as soon as a Japanese boyreached manhood he should leave his home and roam through theland in search of adventures. Sometimes he would meet with ayoung man bent on the same business as himself, and then theywould fight in a friendly manner, merely to prove which was thestronger, but on other occasions the enemy would turn out to be arobber, who had become the terror of the neighbourhood, and thenthe battle was in deadly earnest.One day a youth started off from his native village, resolvednever to come back till he had done some great deed that
Personal Memoirs of P.H.Sheridan V2 of 2by Philip Henry SheridanVOLUME II.CHAPTER I.ORGANIZING SCOUTSMISS REBECCA WRIGHTIMPORTANT INFORMATIONDECIDETO MOVE ON NEWTOWNMEETING GENERAL GRANTORGANIZATION OF THE UNIONARMYOPENING OF THE BATTLE OF THE OPEQUONDEATH OF GENERAL RUSSELL--A TURNING MOVEMENTA SUCCESSFUL CAVALRY CHARGEVICTORYTHREELOYAL GIRLSAPPOINTED A BRIGADIER-GENERAL IN THE REGULAR ARMYREMARKS ON THE BATTLE.While occupying the ground between Clifton and Berryville, referredto in the last chapter of the preceding volume, I felt the need of an...
THE NEW MCGUFFEY FIRST READERTHE NEW MCGUFFEYFIRST READER1- Page 2-THE NEW MCGUFFEY FIRST READERPREFACEThe New McGuffey First Reader has been prepared in conformitywith the latest and most approved ideas regarding the teaching of reading,and its lessons embody and illustrate the best features of the word, thephonic, and the sentence or thought methods....
SHERLOCK HOLMESTHE ADVENTURE OF SHOSCOMBE OLD PLACEby Sir Arthur Conan DoyleSherlock Holmes had been bending for a long time over a low-powermicroscope. Now he straightened himself up and looked round at me intriumph."It is glue, Watson," said he. "Unquestionably it is glue. Have alook at these scattered objects in the field!"I stooped to the eyepiece and focussed for my vision."Those hairs are threads from a tweed coat. The irregular graymasses are dust. There are epithelial scales on the left. Those...
THE LAZY TOUR OF TWO IDLE APPRENTICESTHE LAZY TOUR OFTWO IDLEAPPRENTICES1- Page 2-THE LAZY TOUR OF TWO IDLE APPRENTICESCHAPTER IIn the autumn month of September, eighteen hundred and fifty-seven,wherein these presents bear date, two idle apprentices, exhausted by thelong, hot summer, and the long, hot work it had brought with it, ran awayfrom their employer. They were bound to a highly meritorious lady...