FAIRY TALES OF HANS CHRISTIAN ANDERSENWHAT THE MOON SAWby Hans Christian AndersenINTRODUCTIONINTRODUCTIONIT is a strange thing, when I feel most fervently and most deeply,my hands and my tongue seem alike tied, so that I cannot rightlydescribe or accurately portray the thoughts that are rising within me;and yet I am a painter; my eye tells me as much as that, and all myfriends who have seen my sketches and fancies say the same.I am a poor lad, and live in one of the narrowest of lanes; butI do not want for light, as my room is high up in the house, with an...　

The Adventure of Wisteria LodgeThe Adventure ofWisteria LodgeArthur Conan Doyle1- Page 2-The Adventure of Wisteria Lodge1. The Singular Experience of Mr.John Scott EcclesI find it recorded in my notebook that it was a bleak and windy daytowards the end of March in the year 1892. Holmes had received atelegram while we sat at our lunch, and he had scribbled a reply. He madeno remark, but the matter remained in his thoughts, for he stood in front ofthe fire afterwards with a thoughtful face, smoking his pipe, and casting an...　

Memoirs of Napoleon Bonaparte, V14by Louis Antoine Fauvelet de BourrienneHis Private SecretaryEdited by R. W. PhippsColonel, Late Royal Artillery1891CONTENTS:CHAPTER VII. to CHAPTER X. 1815CHAPTER VII.[By the Editor of the 1836 edition]1815.Napoleon at ParisPolitical manoeuvresThe meeting of the Champ-de-MaiNapoleon, the Liberals, and the moderate ConstitutionalistsHis love of arbitrary power as strong as everParis during theCent JoursPreparations for his last campaignThe Emperor leavesParis to join the armyState of BrusselsProclamation of Napoleonto the BelgiansEffective strength of the French and Allied armies...　

The Half-Brothersby Elizabeth GaskellMy mother was twice married. She never spoke of her first husband,and it is only from other people that I have learnt what little Iknow about him. I believe she was scarcely seventeen when she wasmarried to him: and he was barely one-and-twenty. He rented a smallfarm up in Cumberland, somewhere towards the sea-coast; but he wasperhaps too young and inexperienced to have the charge of land andcattle: anyhow, his affairs did not prosper, and he fell into illhealth, and died of consumption before they had been three years manand wife, leaving my mother a young widow of twenty, with a little...　

Hard Cashby Charles ReadePREFACE"HARD CASH," like "The Cloister and the Hearth," is a matter-of-fact Romancethat is, a fiction built on truths; and these truths have been gathered by long, severe, systematic labour, from a multitude of volumes, pamphlets, journals, reports, blue-books, manuscript narratives, letters, and living people, whom I have sought out, examined, and cross-examined, to get at the truth on each main topic I have striven to handle.The madhouse scenes have been picked out by certain disinterested gentlemen, who keep private asylums, and periodicals to puff them; and have been met with bold denials of public facts, and with timid personalities, and a little easy cant abou　

Euthydemusby PlatoTranslated by Benjamin JowettINTRODUCTION.The Euthydemus, though apt to be regarded by us only as an elaborate jest, has also a very serious purpose. It may fairly claim to be the oldest treatise on logic; for that science originates in the misunderstandings which necessarily accompany the first efforts of speculation. Several of the fallacies which are satirized in it reappear in the Sophistici Elenchi of Aristotle and are retained at the end of our manuals of logic. But if the order of history were followed, they should be placed not at the end but at the beginning of them; for they belong to the age in which the human mind was first making the attempt to distinguish 　

The Malay Archipelagoby Alfred Russell WallaceVOLUME IICHAPTER XXITHE MOLUCCASTERNATE.ON the morning of the 8th of January, 1858, I arrived at Ternate, the fourth of a row of fine conical volcanic islands which shirt the west coast of the large and almost unknown n island of Gilolo. The largest and most perfectly conical mountain is Tidore, which is over four thousand Feet highTernate being very nearly the same height, but with a more rounded and irregular summit. The town of Ternate is concealed from view till we enter between the two islands, when it is discovered stretching along the shore at the very base of the mountain. Its situation is fine, and there are grand views on every side. C　

Half a Life-Time Agoby Elizabeth GaskellCHAPTER I.Half a life-time ago, there lived in one of the Westmoreland dales asingle woman, of the name of Susan Dixon. She was owner of the smallfarm-house where she resided, and of some thirty or forty acres ofland by which it was surrounded. She had also an hereditary right toa sheep-walk, extending to the wild fells that overhang Blea Tarn.In the language of the country she was a Stateswoman. Her house isyet to be seen on the Oxenfell road, between Skelwith and Coniston.You go along a moorland track, made by the carts that occasionallycame for turf from the Oxenfell. A brook babbles and brattles by the...　

　　It was hot. The shallow place where I lay atop the desert ridge was like an oven, the rocks like burning coals. Out on the flat below, where the Apaches waited, the heat waves shimmered and danced. Only the far-off mountains looked cool.　When I tried to push out my tongue to touch my cracked lips it was like a dry stick in my mouth, and the dark splashes on the rock were blood ... my blood.　The round thing lying yonder with a bullet hole in it was my canteen, but there might be a smidgen of water left in the bottom - enough to keep me alive if I could get to it.　Down on the flat lay my sorrel horse, who had run himself to death trying to save my hide, and him with a bullet hole in his bel　

1872FAIRY TALES OF HANS CHRISTIAN ANDERSENWHAT ONE CAN INVENTby Hans Christian AndersenThere was once a young man who was studying to be a poet. Hewanted to become one by Easter, and to marry, and to live by poetry.To write poems, he knew, only consists in being able to inventsomething; but he could not invent anything. He had been born toolate- everything had been taken up before he came into the world,and everything had been written and told about."Happy people who were born a thousand years ago!" said he. "Itwas an easy matter for them to become immortal. Happy even was hewho was born a hundred years ago, for then there was still somethingabout which a poem could be written. Now the worl　

NEW BURLESQUESNEW BURLESQUESby Bret Harte1- Page 2-NEW BURLESQUESCHAPTER IRUDOLPH OF TRULYRURALANIAWhen I state that I was own brother to Lord Burleydon, had an incomeof two thousand a year, could speak all the polite languages fluently, was apowerful swordsman, a good shot, and could ride anything from anelephant to a clotheshorse, I really think I have said enough to satisfy anyfeminine novel-reader of Bayswater or South Kensington that I was a hero....　

THE GLASS MOUNTAIN[16][16] From the Polish. Kletke.Once upon a time there was a Glass Mountain at the top of whichstood a castle made of pure gold, and in front of the castlethere grew an apple-tree on which there were golden apples.Anyone who picked an apple gained admittance into the goldencastle, and there in a silver room sat an enchanted Princess ofsurpassing fairness and beauty. She was as rich too as she wasbeautiful, for the cellars of the castle were full of preciousstones, and great chests of the finest gold stood round the wallsof all the rooms.Many knights had come from afar to try their luck, but it was in...