The Lake Gunby James Fenimore CooperThe Seneca is remarkable for its "Wandering Jew," and the"Lake Gun." The first is a tree so balanced that when itsroots are clear of the bottom it floats with its broken andpointed trunk a few feet above the surface of the water,driving before the winds, or following in the course of thecurrents. At times, the "Wandering Jew" is seen offJefferson, near the head of this beautiful sheet; and next itwill appear anchored, as it might be, in the shallow waternear the outlet.{"Wandering Jew" = The medieval legend of Ahasueras,who mocked Christ on his way to the cross and wascondemned to live until Judgment Day, is widespread...　

The Black Dwarfby Walter ScottCONTENTS.I. Tales of my Landlord- Introduction by "Jedediah Cleishbotham"II. Introduction to THE BLACK DWARFIII. Main text of THE BLACK DWARFI. TALES OF MY LANDLORDCOLLECTED AND REPORTED BY JEDEDIAH CLEISHBOTHAM,SCHOOLMASTER AND PARISH-CLERK OF GANDERCLEUGH.INTRODUCTION.As I may, without vanity, presume that the name and official description prefixed to this Proem will secure it, from the sedate and reflecting part of mankind, to whom only I would be understood to address myself, such attention as is due to the sedulous instructor of youth, and the careful performer of my Sabbath duties, I will forbear to hold up a candle to the daylight, or to point out　

The Life of Flavius Josephusby Flavius JosephusTranslated by William Whiston1. The family from which I am derived is not an ignoble one, buthath descended all along from the priests; and as nobility amongseveral people is of a different origin, so with us to be of thesacerdotal dignity, is an indication of the splendor of a family.Now, I am not only sprung from a sacerdotal family in general,but from the first of the twenty-four (1) courses; and as amongus there is not only a considerable difference between one familyof each course and another, I am of the chief family of thatfirst course also; nay, further, by my mother I am of the royalblood; for the children of Asamoneus, from whom that 　

THESEUSLegendaryby Plutarchtranslated by John DrydenAs geographers, Sosius, crowd into the edges of their maps partsof the world which they do not know about, adding notes in themargin to the effect, that beyond this lies nothing but the sandydeserts full of wild beasts, unapproachable bogs, Scythian ice, or afrozen sea, so in this work of mine, in which I have compared thelives of the greatest men with one another, after passing throughthose periods which probable reasoning can reach to and real historyfind a footing in, I might very well say of those that are farther...　

D E M O N S T R A T I V E T R A N S L A T I O NO FS C I E N T I F I C S E C R E T S ;O RA C O L L E C T I O N O F A B O V E5 0 0 U S E F U L R E C E I P T SO N A V A R I E T Y O F S U B J E C T Sby DANIEL YOUNG1 8 6 1I N T R O D U C T I O NThe object of the present work is clearly announced in its title. It is to...　

The Foreigner: A Tale of Saskatchewanby Ralph ConnorPREFACEIn Western Canada there is to be seen to-day that most fascinating of all human phenomena, the making of a nation. Out of breeds diverse in traditions, in ideals, in speech, and in manner of life, Saxon and Slav, Teuton, Celt and Gaul, one people is being made. The blood strains of great races will mingle in the blood of a race greater than the greatest of them all.It would be our wisdom to grip these peoples to us with living hooks of justice and charity till all lines of national cleavage disappear, and in the Entity of our Canadian national life, and in the Unity of our world-wide Empire, we fuse into a people whose strength wi　

Sheby H. Ryder HaggardCHAPTER IMY VISITORTHERE are some events of which each circumstance andsurrounding detail seems to be graven on the memory insuch fashion that we cannot forget it, and so it iswith the scene that I am about to describe. It risesas clearly before my mind at this moment as though ithad happened yesterday.It was in this very month something over twenty yearsago that I, Ludwig Horace Holly, was sitting one nightin my rooms at Cambridge, grinding away at somemathematical work, I forget what. I was to go up formy fellowship within a week, and was expected by mytutor and my college generally to distinguish myself....　

The Dark Flowerby John Galsworthy"Take the flower from my breast, I pray thee,Take the flower too from out my tresses;And then go hence, for see, the night is fair,The stars rejoice to watch thee on thy way."From "The Bard of the Dimbovitza."THE DARK FLOWERPart ISpringIHe walked along Holywell that afternoon of early June with hisshort gown drooping down his arms, and no cap on his thick darkhair. A youth of middle height, and built as if he had come of twovery different strains, one sturdy, the other wiry and light. Hisface, too, was a curious blend, for, though it was strongly formed,its expression was rather soft and moody. His eyesdark grey,...　

A History of Science, Volume 2by Henry Smith Williams, M.D., LL.D.ASSISTED BYEDWARD H. WILLIAMS, M.D.IN FIVE VOLUMESVOLUME II.CONTENTSBOOK IICHAPTER I. SCIENCE IN THE DARK AGECHAPTER II. MEDIAEVAL SCIENCE AMONG THE ARABIANSCHAPTER III. MEDIAEVAL SCIENCE IN THE WESTCHAPTER IV. THE NEW COSMOLOGYCOPERNICUS TO KEPLER AND GALILEOCHAPTER V. GALILEO AND THE NEW PHYSICSCHAPTER VI. TWO PSEUDO-SCIENCESALCHEMY AND ASTROLOGYCHAPTER VII. FROM PARACELSUS TO HARVEYCHAPTER VIII. MEDICINE IN THE SIXTEENTH AND SEVENTEENTH CENTURIESCHAPTER IX. PHILOSOPHER-SCIENTISTS AND NEW INSTITUTIONS OFLEARNINGCHAPTER X. THE SUCCESSORS OF GALILEO IN PHYSICAL SCIENCECHAPTER XI. NEWTON AND THE COMPOSITION OF LIGHT...　

The Yellow Crayonby E. Phillips OppenheimCHAPTER IIt was late summer-time, and the perfume of flowers stole into thedarkened room through the half-opened window. The sunlight forcedits way through a chink in the blind, and stretched across the floorin strange zigzag fashion. From without came the pleasant murmurof bees and many lazier insects floating over the gorgeous flowerbeds, resting for a while on the clematis which had made the piazzaa blaze of purple splendour. And inside, in a high-backed chair,there sat a man, his arms folded, his eyes fixed steadily uponvacancy. As he sat then, so had he sat for a whole day and a wholenight. The faint sweet chorus of glad living things, whi　

The Queristby George Berkley1735The Querist containing several Queries proposed to theconsideration of the PublicI the Lord have brought down the high tree, have exalted the lowtree, have dried up the green tree, and have made the dry tree toflourish. Ezek. xvii, 24.Advertisement by the AuthorThe Querist was first published in the year one thousand sevenhundred and thirty-five; since which time the face of things issomewhat changed. In this edition some alterations have beenmade. The three Parts are published in one; some few Queries areadded, and many omitted, particularly of those relating to thesketch or plan of a national bank, which it may be time enough to...　

Chapter XIII of Volume III (Chap. 55)A FEW days after this visit, Mr. Bingley called again, and alone. His friend had left him that morning for London, but was to return home in ten days time. He sat with them above an hour, and was in remarkably good spirits. Mrs. Bennet invited him to dine with them; but, with many expressions of concern, he confessed himself engaged elsewhere.``Next time you call,' said she, ``I hope we shall be more lucky.'He should be particularly happy at any time, &c. &c.; and if she would give him leave, would take an early opportunity of waiting on them.``Can you come to-morrow?'Yes, he had no engagement at all for to-morrow; and her invitation was accepted with