OLD INDIAN DAYSOLD INDIAN DAYSBY CHARLES A. EASTMAN (Ohiyesa)1- Page 2-OLD INDIAN DAYSTo My Daughters DORA, IRENE, VIRGINIA, ELEANOR, ANDFLORENCE I Dedicate these Stories of the Old Indian Life, andespecially of the Courageous and Womanly Indian Woman2- Page 3-OLD INDIAN DAYSPART ONE THE WARRIORI. THE LOVE OF ANTELOPEUpon a hanging precipice atop of the Eagle Scout Butte there appeared...　

The Life and Adventures of Santa Clauseby L. Frank BaumContentsYOUTH1. Burzee2. The Child of the Forest3. The Adoption4. Claus5. The Master Woodsman6. Claus Discovers Humanity7. Claus Leaves the ForestMANHOOD1. The Laughing Valley2. How Claus Made the First Toy3. How the Ryls Colored the Toys4. How Little Mayrie Became Frightened5. How Bessie Blithesome Came to the Laughing Valley6. The Wickedness of the Awgwas7. The Great Battle Between Good and Evil8. The First Journey with the Reindeer9. "Santa Claus!"10. Christmas Eve11. How the First Stockings Were Hung by the Chimneys12. The First Christmas TreeOLD AGE...　

The Vanished Messengerby E. Phillips OppenheimCHAPTER IThere were very few people upon Platform Number Twenty-one ofLiverpool Street Station at a quarter to nine on the eveningof April 2 - possibly because the platform in question is one ofthe most remote and least used in the great terminus. Thestation-master, however, was there himself, with an inspector inattendance. A dark, thick-set man, wearing a long travellingulster and a Homburg hat, and carrying in his hand a brown leatherdressing-case, across which was painted in black letters the nameMR. JOHN P. DUNSTER, was standing a few yards away, smoking along cigar, and, to all appearance absorbed in studying the...　

An International Episodeby Henry JamesPART IFour years agoin 1874two young Englishmen had occasion to goto the United States. They crossed the ocean at midsummer,and, arriving in New York on the first day of August,were much struck with the fervid temperature of that city.Disembarking upon the wharf, they climbed into one of those hugehigh-hung coaches which convey passengers to the hotels,and with a great deal of bouncing and bumping, took theircourse through Broadway. The midsummer aspect of New Yorkis not, perhaps, the most favorable one; still, it isnot without its picturesque and even brilliant side....　

FAIRY TALES OF HANS CHRISTIAN ANDERSENA STORY FROM THE SAND-HILLSby Hans Christian AndersenTHIS story is from the sand-dunes or sand-hills of Jutland, but itdoes not begin there in the North, but far away in the South, inSpain. The wide sea is the highroad from nation to nation; journeyin thought; then, to sunny Spain. It is warm and beautiful there;the fiery pomegranate flowers peep from among dark laurels; a coolrefreshing breeze from the mountains blows over the orange gardens,over the Moorish halls with their golden cupolas and coloured walls.Children go through the streets in procession with candles and...　

PROPHETS AND KINGSby ELLEN G.WHITEProphets and Kings(9)FOREWORDTHE STORY Of PROPHETS AND KINGS IS THE SECOND IN A SERIES OF FIVE OUTSTANDING VOLUMES SPANNING SACRED HISTORY. IT WAS, HOWEVER, THE LAST BOOK OF THE SERIES TO BE WRITTEN, AND THE LAST OF MANY RICH WORKS TO COME FROM THE GIFTED PEN OF ELLEN G. WHITE. THROUGH HER SEVENTY YEARS OF SPEAKING AND WRITING IN AMERICA AND ABROAD, MRS. WHITE EVER KEPT BEFORE THE PUBLIC THE LARGER SIGNIFICANCE OF THE EVENTS OF HISTORY, REVEALING THAT IN THE AFFAIRS OF MEN ARE TO BE DETECTED THE UNSEEN INFLUENCES OF RIGHTEOUSNESS AND EVILTHE HAND OF GOD AND THE WORK OF THE GREAT ADVERSARY....　

Mark Twain, A Biography, 1900-1907By Albert Bigelow PaineVOLUME III, Part 1: 1900-1907CCXIITHE RETURN OF THE CONQUERORIt would be hard to exaggerate the stir which the newspapers and thepublic generally made over the homecoming of Mark Twain. He had leftAmerica, staggering under heavy obligation and set out on a pilgrimage ofredemption. At the moment when this Mecca, was in view a great sorrowhad befallen him and, stirred a world-wide and soul-deep tide of humansympathy. Then there had followed such ovation as has seldom beenconferred upon a private citizen, and now approaching old age, still inthe fullness of his mental vigor, he had returned to his native soil with...　

The American RepublicCONSTITUTION, TENDENCIES, AND DESTINYby O. A. BrownsonTO THEHON. GEORGE BANCROFT,THE ERUDITE, PHILOSOPHICAL, AND ELOQUENTHistorian of the United States,THIS FEEBLE ATTEMPT TO SET FORTH THE PRINCIPLES OF GOVERN-MENT, AND TO EXPLAIN AND DEFEND THE CONSTITUTION OFTHE AMERICAN REPUBLIC, IS RESPECTFULLY DEDICATED,IN MEMORY OF OLD FRIENDSHIP, AND AS ASLIGHT HOMAGE TO GENIUS, ABILITY,PATRIOTISM, PRIVATE WORTH,AND PUBLIC SERVICE,BY THE AUTHOR.CONTENTS.PAGECHAPTER I.INTRODUCTION 1CHAPTER II....　

Chapter VI of Volume III (Chap. 48)THE whole party were in hopes of a letter from Mr. Bennet the next morning, but the post came in without bringing a single line from him. His family knew him to be, on all common occasions, a most negligent and dilatory correspondent, but at such a time they had hoped for exertion. They were forced to conclude that he had no pleasing intelligence to send, but even of that they would have been glad to be certain. Mr. Gardiner had waited only for the letters before he set off.When he was gone, they were certain at least of receiving constant information of what was going on, and their uncle promised, at parting, to prevail on Mr. Bennet to return to Longbour　

A YELLOW DOGI never knew why in the Western States of America a yellow dogshould be proverbially considered the acme of canine degradationand incompetency, nor why the possession of one should seriouslyaffect the social standing of its possessor. But the fact beingestablished, I think we accepted it at Rattlers Ridge withoutquestion. The matter of ownership was more difficult to settle;and although the dog I have in my mind at the present writingattached himself impartially and equally to everyone in camp, noone ventured to exclusively claim him; while, after theperpetration of any canine atrocity, everybody repudiated him withindecent haste....　

The Golden Roadby L. M. Montgomery"Life was a rose-lipped comradeWith purple flowers dripping from her fingers."The Author.TOTHE MEMORY OFAunt Mary LawsonWHO TOLD ME MANY OF THE TALESREPEATED BY THESTORY GIRLFOREWORDOnce upon a time we all walked on the golden road. It was a fair highway, through the Land of Lost Delight; shadow and sunshine were blessedly mingled, and every turn and dip revealed a fresh charm and a new loveliness to eager hearts and unspoiled eyes.On that road we heard the song of morning stars; we drank in fragrances aerial and sweet as a May mist; we were rich in gossamer fancies and iris hopes; our hearts sought and found the boon of dreams; the years waited beyond and　

The Wreck of the Golden Maryby Charles DickensTHE WRECKI was apprenticed to the Sea when I was twelve years old, and I haveencountered a great deal of rough weather, both literal andmetaphorical. It has always been my opinion since I first possessedsuch a thing as an opinion, that the man who knows only one subjectis next tiresome to the man who knows no subject. Therefore, in thecourse of my life I have taught myself whatever I could, andalthough I am not an educated man, I am able, I am thankful to say,to have an intelligent interest in most things.A person might suppose, from reading the above, that I am in the...