EPILOGUEMOONSTONE again, in the year 1909. The Metho-dists are giving an ice-cream sociable in the groveabout the new court-house. It is a warm summer night offull moon. The paper lanterns which hang among thetrees are foolish toys, only dimming, in little lurid circles,the great softness of the lunar light that floods the blueheavens and the high plateau. To the east the sand hillsshine white as of old, but the empire of the sand is grad-ually diminishing. The grass grows thicker over the dunesthan it used to, and the streets of the town are harder and...　

Roundabout to Bostonby William Dean HowellsDuring the four years of my life in Venice the literary intention waspresent with me at all times and in all places. I wrote many things inverse, which I sent to the magazines in every part of the English-speaking world, but they came unerringly back to me, except in threeinstances only, when they were kept by the editors who finally printedthem. One of these pieces was published in the Atlantic Monthly; anotherin Harpers Magazine; the third was got into the New York Ledger throughthe kindness of Doctor Edward Everett Hale, who used I know not whatmighty magic to that end. I had not yet met him; but he interested...　

CHAPTER VIIThe Lion and the UnicornThe next moment soldiers came running through the wood, at firstin twos and threes, then ten or twenty together, and at last insuch crowds that they seemed to fill the whole forest. Alice gotbehind a tree, for fear of being run over, and watched them go by.She thought that in all her life she had never seen soldiers souncertain on their feet: they were always tripping oversomething or other, and whenever one went down, several morealways fell over him, so that the ground was soon covered withlittle heaps of men.Then came the horses. Having four feet, these managed rather...　

Sword Blades and Poppy Seedby Amy LowellPrefaceNo one expects a man to make a chair without first learning how,but there is a popular impression that the poet is born, not made,and that his verses burst from his overflowing heart of themselves.As a matter of fact, the poet must learn his trade in the same manner,and with the same painstaking care, as the cabinet-maker.His heart may overflow with high thoughts and sparkling fancies,but if he cannot convey them to his reader by means of the written wordhe has no claim to be considered a poet. A workman may be pardoned,therefore, for spending a few moments to explain and describe...　

400 BCON FISTULAEby Hippocratestranslated by Francis AdamsFistulae are produced by contusions and tubercles, and they are alsooccasioned by rowing, on horseback, when blood accumulates in thenates near the anus. For, having become putrid, it spreads to the softparts (the breech being of a humid nature, and the flesh in which itspreads being soft), until the tubercle break and corrupt below at theanus. When this happens, a fistula is formed, having an ichorousdischarge, and faeces pass by it, with flatus and much and...　

Rivers to the Seaby Sara TeasdaleToERNSTCONTENTSPART ISPRING NIGHTTHE FLIGHTNEW LOVE AND OLDTHE LOOKSPRINGTHE LIGHTED WINDOWTHE KISSSWANSTHE OLD MAIDFROM THE WOOLWORTH TOWERAT NIGHTTHE YEARSPEACEAPRILCOMEMOODSAPRIL SONGMAY DAYCROWNEDTO A CASTILIAN SONGBROADWAYA WINTER BLUEJAYIN A RESTAURANTJOYIN A RAILROAD STATIONIN THE TRAINTO ONE AWAYSONGDEEP IN THE NIGHTTHE INDIA WHARFI SHALL NOT CAREDESERT POOLSLONGINGPITYAFTER PARTINGENOUGHALCHEMYFEBRUARYMORNINGMAY NIGHT...　

Joan of Naples1343-1382By ALEXANDER DUMAS, PERECHAPTER IIn the night of the 15th of January 1343, while the inhabitants of Naples lay wrapped in peaceful slumber, they were suddenly awakened by the bells of the three hundred churches that this thrice blessed capital contains. In the midst of the disturbance caused by so rude a call the first bought in the mind of all was that the town was on fire, or that the army of some enemy had mysteriously landed under cover of night and could put the citizens to the edge of the sword. But the doleful, intermittent sounds of all these fills, which disturbed the silence at regular and distant intervals, were an invitation to the faithful pray for a pas　

Desperate Remediesby Thomas HardyCONTENTSPREFATORY NOTEI. THE EVENTS OF THIRTY YEARSII. THE EVENTS OF A FORTNIGHTIII. THE EVENTS OF EIGHT DAYSIV. THE EVENTS OF ONE DAYV. THE EVENTS OF ONE DAYVI. THE EVENTS OF TWELVE HOURSVII. THE EVENTS OF EIGHTEEN DAYSVIII. THE EVENTS OF EIGHTEEN DAYSIX. THE EVENTS OF TEN WEEKSX. THE EVENTS OF A DAY AND NIGHTXI. THE EVENTS OF FIVE DAYSXII. THE EVENTS OF TEN MONTHSXIII. THE EVENTS OF ONE DAYXIV. THE EVENTS OF FIVE WEEKSXV. THE EVENTS OF THREE WEEKSXVI. THE EVENTS OF ONE WEEKXVII. THE EVENTS OF ONE DAYXVIII. THE EVENTS OF THREE DAYSXIX. THE EVENTS OF A DAY AND NIGHT...　

INTRODUCTION TO THE METAPHYSIC OF MORALSby Immanuel Kanttranslated by W. HastieDIVISIONSGENERAL DIVISIONS OF THE METAPHYSIC OF MORALSI. DIVISION OF THE METAPHYSIC OF MORALS AS A SYSTEM OFDUTIES GENERALLY.1. All duties are either duties of right, that is, juridicalduties (officia juris), or duties of virtue, that is, ethical duties(officia virtutis s. ethica). Juridical duties are such as may bepromulgated by external legislation; ethical duties are those forwhich such legislation is not possible. The reason why the lattercannot be properly made the subject of external legislation is because...　

Child of Stormby H. Rider HaggardDEDICATIONDear Mr. Stuart,For twenty years, I believe I am right in saying, you, as AssistantSecretary for Native Affairs in Natal, and in other offices, have beenintimately acquainted with the Zulu people. Moreover, you are one ofthe few living men who have made a deep and scientific study of theirlanguage, their customs and their history. So I confess that I was themore pleased after you were so good as to read this talethe secondbook of the epic of the vengeance of Zikali, "theThing-that-should-never-have-been-born," and of the fall of the House ofSenzangakona*when you wrote to me that it was animated by the true...　

The Story of Mankindby Hendrik van LoonTHE STORY OF MANKINDBY HENDRIK VAN LOON, PH.D.Professor of the Social Sciences in Antioch College.Author of The Fall of the Dutch Republic, The Rise of the DutchKingdom, The Golden Book of the Dutch Navigators,A Short Story of Discovery, Ancient Man.To JIMMIE``What is the use of a book without pictures?' said Alice.FOREWORDFor Hansje and Willem:WHEN I was twelve or thirteen years old, an uncle ofmine who gave me my love for books and pictures promisedto take me upon a memorable expedition. I was to go withhim to the top of the tower of Old Saint Lawrence in Rotterdam....　

The Autobiography of a QuackS. Weir Mitchell, MD, LLDTHE AUTOBIOGRAPHY OF A QUACKANDTHE CASE OF GEORGE DEDLOWBYS. WEIR MITCHELL, M.D.,LL.D. HARVARD AND EDINBURGHCONTENTSTHE AUTOBIOGRAPHY OF A QUACKTHE CASE OF GEORGE DEDLOWINTRODUCTIONBoth of the tales in this little volume appeared originally in the ``Atlantic Monthly' as anonymous contributions. I owe to the present owners of that journal permission to use them. ``The Autobiography of a Quack ' has been recast with large additions.``The Case of George Dedlow' was not written with any intention that it should appear in print. I lent the manuscript to the Rev. Dr. Furness and forgot it. This gentleman sent it to the Rev. Edward Everett Ha