The Alkahestby Honore de BalzacTranslated by Katharine Prescott WormeleyDEDICATIONTo Madame Josephine Delannoy nee Doumerc.Madame, may God grant that this, my book, may live longer than I,for then the gratitude which I owe to you, and which I hope willequal your almost maternal kindness to me, would last beyond thelimits prescribed for human affection. This sublime privilege ofprolonging life in our hearts for a time by the life of the workwe leave behind us would be (if we could only be sure of gainingit at last) a reward indeed for all the labor undertaken by thosewho aspire to such an immortality....　

1861REPRESENTATIVE GOVERNMENTby John Stuart MillPREFACE.THOSE who have done me the honour of reading my previous writings will probably receive no strong impression of novelty from the present volume; for the principles are those to which I have been working up during the greater part of my life, and most of the practical suggestions have been anticipated by others or by myself. There is novelty, however, in the fact of bringing them together, and exhibiting them in their connection; and also, I believe, in much that is brought forward in their support. Several of the opinions at all events, if not new, are for the present as little likely to meet with general acceptance as if they were. 　

The Ballad of the White Horseby G.K. ChestertonDEDICATIONOf great limbs gone to chaos,A great face turned to nightWhy bend above a shapeless shroudSeeking in such archaic cloudSight of strong lords and light?Where seven sunken EnglandsLie buried one by one,Why should one idle spade, I wonder,Shake up the dust of thanes like thunderTo smoke and choke the sun?In cloud of clay so cast to heavenWhat shape shall man discern?These lords may light the mysteryOf mastery or victory,And these ride high in history,But these shall not return.Gored on the Norman gonfalonThe Golden Dragon died:We shall not wake with ballad stringsThe good time of the smaller things,...　

Camille (La Dame aux Camilias)by Alexandre Dumas, filsChapter IIn my opinion, it is impossible to create characters until one has spent a long time in studying men, as it is impossible to speak a language until it has been seriously acquired. Not being old enough to invent, I content myself with narrating, and I beg the reader to assure himself of the truth of a story in which all the characters, with the exception of the heroine, are still alive. Eye-witnesses of the greater part of the facts which I have collected are to be found in Paris, and I might call upon them to confirm me if my testimony is not enough. And, thanks to a particular circumstance, I alone can write these things, for I　

The Essays of Montaigne, V2by Michel de MontaigneTranslated by Charles CottonEdited by William Carew Hazilitt1877ESSAYS OF MONTAIGNEBOOK THE FIRSTCONTENTS OF VOLUME 2.I. That Men by Various Ways Arrive at the Same End.II. Of Sorrow.III. That our affections carry themselves beyond us .IV. That the soul discharges her passions upon false objects, wherethe true are wanting.V. Whether the governor of a place besieged ought himself to goout to parley.VI. That the hour of parley is dangerous.VII. That the intention is judge of our actions.VIII. Of idleness.IX. Of liars....　

Myths and Legends of the Siouxby Marie L. McLaughlinIn loving memory of my mother,MARY GRAHAM BUISSON,at whose knee most of the storiescontained in this little volumewere told to me, this book is affec-tionately dedicatedTABLE OF CONTENTSDedicationForewordThe Forgotten Ear of CornThe Little MiceThe Pet RabbitThe Pet DonkeyThe Rabbit and the ElkThe Rabbit and the Grouse GirlsThe Faithful LoversThe Artichoke and the MuskratThe Rabbit, and the Bear with the Flint BodyStory of the Lost WifeThe Raccoon and the CrawfishLegend of Standing RockStory of the Peace Pipe...　

Active Serviceby Steven CraneCHAPTER I.MARJORY walked pensively along the hall. In the cool shadows made by the palms on the window ledge, her face wore the expression of thoughtful melancholy expected on the faces of the devotees who pace in cloistered gloom. She halted before a door at the end of the hall and laid her hand on the knob. She stood hesitating, her head bowed. It was evident that this mission was to require great fortitude.At last she opened the door. " Father," she began at once. There was disclosed an elderly, narrow-faced man seated at a large table and surrounded by manuscripts and books. The sunlight flowing through curtains of Turkey red fell sanguinely upon the bust of　

THE STAR-SPANGLED BANNERTHE STAR-SPANGLEDBANNERby John A. Carpenter1- Page 2-THE STAR-SPANGLED BANNEROn August 18, 1814, Admiral Cockburn, having returned with his fleetfrom the West Indies, sent to Secretary Monroe at Washington, thefollowing threat:SIR: Having been called upon by the Governor-General of theCanadas to aid him in carrying into effect measures of retaliation againstthe inhabitants of United States for the wanton destruction committed by...