DREAD　　THERE IS NO delight the equal of dread. If it were possible to sit, invisible, between two people on any train, in any waiting room or office, the conversation overheard would time and again circle on that subject. Certainly the debate might appear to be about something entirely different; the state of the nation, idle chat about death on the roads, the rising price of dental care; but strip away the metaphor, the innuendo, and there, nestling at the heart of the discourse, is dread. While the nature of God, and the possibility of eternal life go undiscussed, we happily chew over the minutiae of misery. The syndrome recognizes no boundaries; in bath-house and seminar-room alike, the　

TWICE-TOLD TALESTHE PROPHETIC PICTURESby Nathaniel HawthorneBUT THIS PAINTER!" cried Walter Ludlow, with animation. "He notonly excels in his peculiar art, but possesses vast acquirements inall other learning and science. He talks Hebrew with Dr. Mather, andgives lectures in anatomy to Dr. Boylston. In a word, he will meet thebest instructed man among us on his own ground. Moreover, he is apolished gentleman- a citizen of the world- yes, a true cosmopolite;for he will speak like a native of each clime and country of the globeexcept our own forests, whither he is now going. Nor is all this...　

Three Ghost StoriesThree Ghost StoriesCharles Dickens1- Page 2-Three Ghost StoriesTHE SIGNAL-MAN"Halloa! Below there!"When he heard a voice thus calling to him, he was standing at the doorof his box, with a flag in his hand, furled round its short pole. One wouldhave thought, considering the nature of the ground, that he could not havedoubted from what quarter the voice came; but instead of looking up towhere I stood on the top of the steep cutting nearly over his head, he...　

THE INDISCRETION OF ELSBETHThe American paused. He had evidently lost his way. For the lasthalf hour he had been wandering in a medieval town, in a profoundmedieval dream. Only a few days had elapsed since he had left thesteamship that carried him hither; and the accents of his owntongue, the idioms of his own people, and the sympathetic communityof New World tastes and expressions still filled his mind until hewoke up, or rather, as it seemed to him, was falling asleep in thepast of this Old World town which had once held his ancestors.Although a republican, he had liked to think of them in quaintdistinctive garb, representing state and importanceperhaps even...　

460 BCPROMETHEUS BOUNDby AeschylusCharacters in the PlayKratosBiaHephaestusPrometheusChorus of the OceanidesOceanusIoHermesMountainous country, and in the middle of a deep gorge a Rock,towards which KRATOS and BIA carry the gigantic form OF PROMETHEUS.HEPHAESTUS follows dejectedly with hammer, nails, chains, etc.KRATOSNow have we journeyed to a spot of earthRemote-the Scythian wild, a waste untrod.And now, Hephaestus, thou must execute...　

George Cruikshankby William Makepeace ThackerayAccusations of ingratitude, and just accusations no doubt, are madeagainst every inhabitant of this wicked world, and the fact is, thata man who is ceaselessly engaged in its trouble and turmoil, bornehither and thither upon the fierce waves of the crowd, bustling,shifting, struggling to keep himself somewhat above waterfightingfor reputation, or more likely for bread, and ceaselessly occupiedto-day with plans for appeasing the eternal appetite of inevitablehunger to-morrowa man in such straits has hardly time to think ofanything but himself, and, as in a sinking ship, must make his own...　

SUMMERCHAPTER ONE　　　　GRADUALLY THE girl came to the conclusion that she was ill. It could not be anything else.　　　　She pushed her way across the pavement, stood with her back against a brick wall, felt the rough surface scraping her skin through her blouse and jeans. The brickwork seemed to move, like a piece of automatically operated emery paper. Up, down, up, down. Her groping fingers found a doorpost, gripped it; it was moving too. Up, down, up, down, gyrating.　　　　People pushed past her, bumped into her. A woman clutched at her, almost pulled her down, but somehow she held on. Everybody was rushing, a seething mass of hastening humanity as though everybody was ill, that they were hurr　

The Fall of the House of UsherThe Fall of the House ofUsherEdgar Allen Poe1- Page 2-The Fall of the House of UsherDuring the whole of a dull, dark, and soundless day in the autumn ofthe year, when the clouds hung oppressively low in the heavens, I hadbeen passing alone, on horseback, through a singularly dreary tract ofcountry; and at length found myself, as the shades of the evening drew on,within view of the melancholy House of Usher. I know not how it was...　

400 BCON ANCIENT MEDICINEby HippocratesTranslated by Francis AdamsWHOEVER having undertaken to speak or write on Medicine, havefirst laid down for themselves some hypothesis to their argument, suchas hot, or cold, or moist, or dry, or whatever else they choose(thus reducing their subject within a narrow compass, and supposingonly one or two original causes of diseases or of death amongmankind), are all clearly mistaken in much that they say; and thisis the more reprehensible as relating to an art which all men availthemselves of on the most important occasions, and the good...　

The Boy Captives An Incident of the Indian War of 1695The Boy CaptivesAn Incident of the Indian War of 1695by John Greenleaf Whittier1- Page 2-The Boy Captives An Incident of the Indian War of 1695THE township of Haverhill, even as late as the close of theseventeenth century, was a frontier settlement, occupying an advancedposition in the great wilderness, which, unbroken by the clearing of awhite man, extended from the Merrimac River to the French villages onthe St. Francois. A tract of twelve miles on the river and three or four...　

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 anefficient body of scouts to collect information regarding the enemy,...　

THE GATHERING OF BROTHER HILARIUSTHE GATHERING OFBROTHER HILARIUS1- Page 2-THE GATHERING OF BROTHER HILARIUSPART I - THE SEED2- Page 3-THE GATHERING OF BROTHER HILARIUSCHAPTER I - BLIND EYES IN THE FORESTHILARIUS stood at the Monastery gate, looking away down thesmooth, well-kept road to the highway beyond. It lay quiet and serene inthe June sunshine, the white way to the outer world, and not even a dustcloud on the horizon promised the approach of the train of sumpter mules...