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What is the good of beating up the dust On the world's highway, vexed with droughty heat? Oh, I grow fatalist - what must be must, Seeing that thou, beloved, art so sweet!Victor Plarr [1863-"BID ADIEU TO GIRLISH DAYS"Bid adieu, adieu, adieu, Bid adieu to girlish days, Happy Love is come to woo Thee and woo thy girlish ...
She told me all her friends had said; I raged against the public liar. She talked as if her love were dead; But in my words were seeds of fire. "No more of love, your sex is known; I never will be twice deceived. Henceforth I trust the man alone; The woman cannot be believed."Through slander, meanest spawn of hell, - A...
Ye learned sisters, which have oftentimes Been to me aiding, others to adorn, Whom ye thought worthy of your graceful rhymes, That even the greatest did not greatly scorn To hear their names sung in your simple lays, But joyed in their praise; And when ye list your own mishaps to mourn, Which death, or love, or fortune...
But if ye saw that which no eyes can see, The inward beauty of her lively spright, Garnished with heavenly gifts of high degree, Much more then would ye wonder at that sight, And stand astonished like to those which read Medusa's mazeful head. There dwells sweet love, and constant chastity, Unspotted faith, and comely ...
And thou, great Juno! which with awful might The laws of wedlock still dost patronize, And the religion of the faith first plight With sacred rites hast taught to solemnize; And eke for comfort often called art Of women in their smart; Eternally bind thou this lovely band, And all thy blessings unto us impart. And thou...
It's we two, it's we two, it's we two for aye, All the world, and we two, and Heaven be our stay! Like a laverock in the lift, sing, O bonny bride! All the world was Adam once, with Eve by his side.What's the world, my lass, my love! - what can it do? I am thine, and thou art mine; life is sweet and new. If the world h...
I wadna gi'e my ain wife For ony wife I see; I wadna gi'e my ain wife For ony wife I see; A bonnier yet I've never seen, A better canna be - I wadna gi'e my ain wife For ony wife I see!O couthie is my ingle-cheek, An' cheerie is my Jean; I never see her angry look, Nor hear her word on ane. She's gude wi' a' the neebor...
Why, having won her, do I woo? Because her spirit's vestal grace Provokes me always to pursue, But, spirit-like, eludes embrace; Because her womanhood is such That, as on court-days subjects kiss The Queen's hand, yet so near a touch Affirms no mean familiarness; Nay, rather marks more fair the height Which can with sa...
William Julius Mickle [1735-1788] (or Jean Adam (?) [1710-1765])JERRY AN' MENo matter how the chances are, Nor when the winds may blow, My Jerry there has left the sea With all its luck an' woe: For who would try the sea at all, Must try it luck or no.They told him - Lor', men take no care How words they speak may fall...
For why? - They show me every hour, Honor's high thought, Affection's power, Discretion's deed, sound Judgment's sentence, And teach me all things - but Repentance.Samuel Bishop [1731-1795]THE GOLDEN WEDDINGO Love, whose patient pilgrim feet Life's longest path have trod; Whose ministry hath symbolled sweet The dearer ...
Thus from the Sun my bottom steers, And my day's compass downward bears: Nor labor I to stem the tide Through which to thee I swiftly glide. 'Tis true, with shame and grief I yield, Thou, like the van, first took'st the field; And gotten hast the victory In thus adventuring to die Before me, whose more years might crav...
XXXIX Come Sleep! O Sleep, the certain knot of peace, The baiting-place of wit, the balm of woe, The poor man's wealth, the prisoner's release, The indifferent judge between the high and low! With shield of proof, shield me from out the press Of those fierce darts Despair at me doth throw: O make in me those civil war...
XLVI I must not grieve my Love, whose eyes would read Lines of delight, whereon her youth might smile! Flowers have a time, before they come to seed; And she is young, and now must sport the while. And sport, Sweet Maid, in season of these years, And learn to gather flowers before they wither! And where the sweetest bl...
XXIII As an unperfect actor on the stage, Who with his fear is put besides his part, Or some fierce thing replete with too much rage, Whose strength's abundance weakens his own heart; So I, for fear of trust, forget to say The perfect ceremony of love's rite, And in mine own love's strength seem to decay, O'ercharged w...
CXLVI Poor soul, the centre of my sinful earth, Pressed by these rebel powers that thee array, Why dost thou pine within and suffer dearth, Painting thy outward walls so costly gay? Why so large cost, having so short a lease, Dost thou upon thy fading mansion spend? Shall worms, inheritors of this excess, Eat up thy ch...
XXXIV THE DARK GLASS Not I myself know all my love for thee: How should I reach so far, who cannot weigh To-morrow's dower by gage of yesterday? Shall birth and death, and all dark names that be As doors and windows bared to some loud sea, Lash deaf mine ears and blind my face with spray; And shall my sense pierce love...
I must not think of thee; and, tired yet strong, I shun the thought that lurks in all delight - The thought of thee - and in the blue heaven's height, And in the dearest passage of a song. Oh, just beyond the fairest thoughts that throng This breast the thought of thee waits, hidden yet bright But it must never, never ...
XLIII Mark where the pressing wind shoots javelin-like, Its skeleton shadow on the broad-backed wave! Here is a fitting spot to dig Love's grave; Here where the ponderous breakers plunge and strike, And dart their hissing tongues high up the sand: In hearing of the ocean, and in sight Of those ribbed wind-streaks runni...
VIII If I had never known your face at all, Had only heard you speak, beyond thick screen Of leaves, in an old garden, when the sheen Of morning dwelt on dial and ivied wall, I think your voice had been enough to call Yourself before me, in living vision seen, So pregnant with your Essence had it been. So charged with ...
VII The face of all the world is changed, I think, Since first I heard the footsteps of thy soul Move still, oh, still, beside me, as they stole Betwixt me and the dreadful outer brink Of obvious death, where I, who thought to sink, Was caught up into love, and taught the whole Of life in a new rhythm. The cup of dole...
XLIII How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight For the ends of Being and ideal Grace. I love thee to the level of everyday's Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light. I love thee freely, as men strive for Right; I love thee ...
XVI What, there's nothing in the moon noteworthy? Nay: for if that moon could love a mortal, Use, to charm him (so to fit a fancy), All her magic ('tis the old sweet mythos), She would turn a new side to her mortal, Side unseen of herdsman, huntsman, steersman - Blank to Zoroaster on his terrace, Blind to Galileo on hi...
Produced by Roger Frank, Juliet Sutherland and the Online Distributed Proofreading Team at https://www.pgdp.net[Illustration: Sonny Boy]SONNY BOYBy Sophie SwettAuthor of "Mary Augusta's Price," etc.IllustratedPhiladelphia HENRY ALTEMUS COMPANYBy the Same AuthorMARY AUGUSTA'S PRICE Price, Fifty CentsCopyright, 1904, by ...
"Go to a dog-man and find out what is good for Bevis' dyspepsia, and whether he may eat cookies," said Trixie.And then the train came whizzing along, and, with his cage of white mice under his arm, and his turtle sticking its head out of his jacket pocket, Sonny Boy went into the car.As the train moved off Sonny Boy sh...
He got out at the station where Lena had left him, the day before, and inquired for the children's hospital.There was no children's hospital, he was told, but there was a children's ward in the big general hospital on the hill, which the station-agent pointed out to him.He rang timidly at the great door of the hospital...
"She's a handsome bird," continued the man, "and hasn't she got a voice! She isn't exactly the bird for a home pet, but at a show she'd draw. And I belong to a show."The man seated himself beside Sonny Boy and spoke in a low tone. "'The Wonder of the World'--that's the name of the show that I belong to," he said.That w...
But there was no time to take a lesson in being a Wild Man this morning, as the procession was to start soon. And it happened that the boy who rode the buffalo was ill with the mumps, so they really needed another boy.And the buffalo boy's scarlet and gold-laced tunic and trousers were an exact fit for Sonny Boy, who l...
Produced by Roger Frank and the Online Distributed Proofreading Team at https://www.pgdp.netTHE BOY SCOUTS ON THE YUKONBy RALPH VICTOR Author of "Comrades Series"Illustrated by RUDOLF MENCLNew York HURST & COMPANY Publishers.THE BOY SCOUTS By RALPH VICTORThe Boy Scout Movement has secured a hold on the American boy tha...
The preceding February, the boys had graduated from Highcrest Academy, and some weeks before that event Colonel Snow, who had been for several years on friendly terms with the boys; had been the means of inducing them to form the Scouts' Patrol, and had looked after their promotion to be first grade Scouts, had been in...
"I'm the heavier, Gerald, let me go on this. It may be a fight," and at the same time mounted the rail. As he did so, Colonel Snow seized a long thin line that hung for just such emergencies, on a spike at the rail, threw the knotted loop over Rand's arm and shoulder, saying:"These are cold waters, and you may need thi...
"He visited New York on this trip, and caused something of a sensation even there while his money held out. His diversions are innocent, turning largely to investments in food and drink, a tendency born, I suppose, of long privations in the Arctic. His most humorous exploit on this trip was entering the most fashionabl...
Jack had no doubt that Dublin would carry out any scheme he had in mind at the first opportunity, and that the attempt to get into the hold would be made at a hatchway on the same deck with the steerage. The hold at this part of the ship being filled with machinery and other heavy freight, the hatch cover was not batte...
The enormous burden thrown upon this relief station by the influx of so great a number of dependents coming from the whalers, who had no means of getting away, threatened starvation for all and only by the greatest good fortune did word reach the government at Washington, which at once took steps for their relief. Lieu...
"Young men, your commander," said Colonel Snow, waving a hand toward the miner. With one accord the patrol turned toward the grizzled Alaskan and saluted. Jim turned red with pleasure and waved a knotted hand in recognition."Glad to see ye, boys, but salutin' won't be necessary ev'ry time we meet. I used ter be satisfi...
The journey required nearly six hours, but the first half was a stiff climb to the top of the pass and through such magnificent scenery of mountain and gorge that the boys scarcely noticed the passage of time, beguiled, as it was, with thrilling tales by Swiftwater Jim, with the story of the fight of the Argonauts agai...
"Not that I think ye'll see any," said Swiftwater, "for they're mighty scarce here, but it's a poor time of year for the meat. Still, there's a few cats and other varmints in this section of the country that don't like strangers, and they make it lively for you.""Do the cats belong to the Indians?" innocently inquired ...
The animal let out a snarling cry, and, grasping one of the dogs which had ventured within reach of its enormous paws, squeezed the life out of it before it could let out a cry. The Indian gave a yell and ran in on the enormous animal, and with a well-directed blow of the ax split its skull open between the eyes. At th...
"Finest garden sass in the world in some sections. Why, there's a valley between the Yukon and the Tanana, three hundred miles north of here, that can grow anything but bananas and cocoanuts. I'm told they grow bigger potatoes and cabbages, and carrots and other plain, ordinary cooking vegetables up there within a coup...
So fast had the Indians worked while the leadsmen were in the channel that it required but a few minutes more to reduce the draught of the batteaus to the scale."S-s-say," said Pepper with an anxious look, "isn't it a long time since breakfast? I can hardly remember it."Swiftwater grinned."It surely is, Pepper," he sai...
Satisfied that a small conspiracy had been hatched against him the ruffled Pepper bided his time. Suddenly, Jack came hurriedly toward him holding his nose and pushing him away snatched off the cover of the kettle and yelled dramatically:"I told you so; I told you so; he can't even cook water; and now it's all burned b...
Rand, whose inquiring turn of mind was scarcely inferior to that of Jack, but of a more profound and less transitory nature, had shown a strong interest in the Indian boatmen from the beginning of their journey and had struck up an especial friendship with the Indian whose dog had tackled the wild cat and had been late...
The Scouts readily agreed, and toward the middle of the afternoon the miner left them and strolled over to where the Indians were at work on the sod house, and calling the "chief" to one side walked away with him to the bank of the creek."Well," said Jack, when they were all together at one end of the foundation, "what...
This work was not accomplished without some inconvenience, and even suffering to the boys as yet scarcely inured to hard labor. Blistered hands and aching backs were the daily portion, and it was only by working them in shifts of three that the miner was able to gradually break them in. But pure air and good food worke...
The impetus of the boat carried the craft on about twenty-five feet before it was stopped by the current, for the polesmen had stopped work and turned around to whoop with laughter and delight when they saw the ridiculous figure perched on the oar in midstream still crying for rescue.Shouting words of encouragement the...
Meantime, the boys had been suffering tortures. The woodland pests of all kinds swarmed about them, stinging through the thin clothing and covering their heads and faces, which had now begun to swell to an extent that threatened total blindness in time. Fortunately, the gang had not gagged them, and they were able to c...
"I propose," said he, "to get to work to-morrow morning and erect the last and most important building of our little city in the wilderness here, and that is the cache. I'm going to hang onto this Injun we have here, although he won't be of any use to us, and take him before the Commissioner in White Horse and find out...
The Indians greatly desired that the boys should visit their village that night for a "potlatch," but as they could not do so the villagers insisted on presenting each of the party with a handsome hand woven blanket, the manufacture of which is the chief native industry.Meantime, the other boys had paid a visit to the ...
It became absolutely necessary to clean the engine, and while one of the boys kept the launch in the middle of the river as it drifted, with an oar, the others rolled up their sleeves, and with the knowledge gained from their aeroplane motors, aided the steersman to disconnect and clean the machinery. Meantime the engi...
The officers of the post were greatly interested in the aeroplane, and it was uncrated for their inspection, but stormy conditions on Behring's Sea during their stay prevented a flight.Two days after their arrival, the steamer from Seattle to Nome came along and they embarked and steamed the 112 miles across Norton's S...
"What a handsome pair of antlers," said Rand, who was something of a naturalist."Best head I ever see," said the guide. "I'd be glad to make ye a present of it if there was any chance of yer gettin' it out of Alaska at this season. However, we'll take it back to Seward and maybe Colonel Snow can find some way to do it....
There were also many Indian relics, nearly all in a decayed condition. He soon notified his companions of what the cave contained, and asked them to send up the block and tackle on the rope he had dragged over the pinnacle. Fastening the block by a turn of the rope around a small point of rock above his head, he bundle...
Produced by Roger Frank and the Online Distributed Proofreading Team at https://www.pgdp.net[Illustration: THE CREATURE SPRANG TO ITS FEET]A LITTLE MAID OF PROVINCE TOWNBy ALICE TURNER CURTISAuthor Of A Little Maid of Massachusetts Colony A Little Maid of Narragansett Bay A Little Maid of Bunker Hill A Little Maid of T...
The first few days in the Stoddard family seemed almost unreal to Anne. She no longer watched for her father's boat, she no longer wandered about the beach, playing in the sand and hunting for shells. Her dresses were not now the soiled and ragged covering which had served as frocks, but stout cotton gowns, made from a...
"Is it an ill-seeming word?" questioned the child anxiously. "The Cary children did call it after me yesterday when I went to the spring.""Did they that!" exclaimed Mrs. Stoddard angrily, "and what reply did you make, Anne?"The little girl shook her head. "I said nothing. I knew not what they might mean. Does it mean a...
As Anne came near, Jimmie Starkweather called out: "Oh, Anne Nelson! The Indians from Truro are camping at Shankpainter's Pond. I've been over there, near enough to see them at work, this morning. My father says they'll be gone as soon as they see the British vessels. We'll not have time to buy moccasins if they go so ...
"Come back in the wood, dear child," he said. "And you have not forgotten your father?"Anne smiled up at him happily. "I could never do that," she responded. "See, here is my doll. Her name is Martha Stoddard Nelson.""An excellent name," declared the man smilingly. "How neat and rosy you look, Anne! You look as if you ...
"I'll cross the upper marsh," she decided; "'Tis not so shaded there, and the sun lies warm till late in the day, and the plums are sure to be sweeter. I hope my father finds many to eat along his journey. I wish I had told him that it was best for me to go with him. We could have made little fires at night and cooked ...
"It is indeed, Mistress Stoddard," replied Anne happily; "shall I begin to-night?""Yes, child, and I shall like it well if you call me 'Aunt'; 'twill seem nearer than 'Mistress Stoddard,' and you are same as our own child now."Anne's dark eyes looked up earnestly into Mistress Stoddard's kind face. "But I am my father'...
But his appetite for the chowder was excellent, and when he started out to search for Brownie he was sure that he would find her near the marsh or perhaps in the maple grove further on, where the cattle sometimes wandered."Now, Anne, I have an errand for you to do," said Mrs. Stoddard, as the captain started on his sea...
Anne had climbed the hill, passed the grove of scrubby pines, and stood looking across the sand-dunes toward the open sea. She had looked carefully for Brownie, but there was no trace of her. But Anne was sure that, at the edge of the pine woods, some creature had been near her. She had lived out-of-doors so much that ...
"I'll make a good search for Brownie to-morrow," declared Captain Enos, "but I fear now that the Indians have her."The good couple decided that it would be best to say as little of Anne's adventure as possible, and to tell her not to talk of it to her playmates."I'll caution the mothers," said Mrs. Stoddard, "but 'Tis ...
"I wish I could read," she said, as, their baskets well filled, the two girls walked toward home. "I don't even know my letters.""I can teach you those," said Anne eagerly. "I can teach you just as my dear father did me. We used to go out on the beach in front of our house and he would mark out the letters in the sand ...
"We're getting near the island," said Amos. "I'll slide overboard in a minute, and all you girls need do is keep still till I tell you to jump," and Amos, the painter of the dory in one hand, slipped over the high bow of the boat and struck out for shore. He was a strong swimmer, and managed to change the course of the...
"My, it was cold last night," shivered Amanda, as she and Anne went toward the spring of fresh water which bubbled up near the shore for their morning drink. "I do wish Amos would plan some way to get us home to-day.""How can he?" asked Anne; "he hasn't any oars, and see what a long way it is across the water to Long P...
"'Tis a good oar, better than the one I lost," said Amos, "and I do think 'twas lost from one of the English ships. There's a big 'S' burned into the handle. Mayhap it belonged to the 'Somerset.' If so I'm glad they lost it.""'twas the 'Somerset' ran down my father's boat and nigh drowned him," said Anne, "and the sail...
"'Tis a far island, Anne, in warm southern seas, such a distance as few Cape Cod sailors ever go; though we go to most places, I will say," he added with a hearty laugh."Amos and Jimmie Starkweather were all for sailing off this morning to bring the dory home," he continued, "but a boatload of the 'Somerset's' men stop...
"Sshh!" said Captain Enos. "'Tis a secret--hardly to be whispered. But there is a good-hearted sailorman on board the British ship. We have had some talk together on the shore, and he told me that he liked thy father; and that he did not blame him for escaping from the ship."Anne nodded smilingly, and reached down and ...
"I have a fine dish of ink all ready," said Captain Enos the next morning, "but 'Tis too clear a morning to sit in the house and write letters. There are good cod coming into the harbor, and I must row out and catch what I can while the weather is good.""Can we not write the letter to-night?" asked Anne. "Aunt Martha h...
"Oh, no; it is just as contented as can be," said Anne; "only ever since you gave it to me I have wished I could give you something."Amanda's face flushed and she dug her bare toes into the sand. She was remembering how unkind she and Amos had been to Anne, and was wishing that Anne would not thank her for the kitten."...
Toward noon Anne carefully let herself down from the bunk, and peered out through the door, which Captain Enos had left open. She could see the low sandy shores of Cape Cod, and here and there a white-sailed boat. "I guess we must be 'most to Boston," she thought; "the sun is way up in the middle of the sky, and I am s...
Anne held fast to his hand as they walked together to the wharf where the sloop lay. Captain Enos said that he must start for home the next morning, and there was a great deal for them all to talk about. Rose Freeman and her father left them at the wharf, after Captain Enos had promised that he would bring Anne to thei...
"The worst part of the business is before us," he said to Anne, as he made the boat fast. "If I leave the boat here, I may come back and find no trace of her, but leave her I must, or Squire Coffin will wait in vain for the papers.""But I can carry them," said Anne. "Tell me where to go, and I'll come straight back and...
"The Freemans do not eat in their kitchen," said Anne, as they sat down to supper; "they eat in a square room with a shining floor, and where there is a high mantel-shelf with china images.""'Tis a fine house," agreed Captain Enos, "well built of brick. 'twas a great thing for Anne to see it.""'Tis not so pleasant a ho...
A SPRING PICNICBefore the six weeks of school came to an end Anne could read, and could write well enough to begin a letter to her father, although there seemed no chance of sending it. She thought often of her visit to Newburyport, and wondered if she would ever see Squire Coffin's little niece again. And she remember...
But the people at Province Town did not know of this until long afterward. If Anne had known on the day when she was so happy, thinking of the May-day to come, and watching Amos cook the fish over the fire, that her dear father with other brave men was at Cambridge on guard waiting for the British, who were determined ...
"Afraid of what?" Amos had come up beside them, and the sound of his voice made them jump."Afraid to sail a boat to Boston," explained Anne."That would be easy enough," declared the boy, "and I would like well to get the chance to sail father's 'Peggy' to Boston.""Will you, Amos? And take Amanda and me with you to find...
"I dare not touch the rudder," said Amanda. "Whenever I have been in a boat, my father has told me to sit still; and I do think it is the best thing we can do now, Anne.""Mayhap the wind will take us home again," said Anne, "and then your father will come back and find Amos.""More like 'twill take us straight out to se...
Produced by D. R. ThompsonON THE METHOD OF ZADIGESSAY #1 FROM "SCIENCE AND HEBREW TRADITION"By Thomas Henry HuxleyRETROSPECTIVE PROPHECY AS A FUNCTION OF SCIENCE"Une marque plus sure que toutes celles de Zadig." [1]--Cuvier.It is an usual and a commendable practice to preface the discussion of the views of a philosophi...
These conclusions may be said to be of the nature of retrospective prophecies; though it is perhaps a little hazardous to employ phraseology which perilously suggests a contradiction in terms--the word "prophecy" being so constantly, in ordinary use, restricted to "foretelling." Strictly, however, the term prophecy app...
At no very distant time, the question whether these so-called "fossils," were really the remains of animals and plants was hotly disputed. Very learned persons maintained that they were nothing of the kind, but a sort of concretion, or crystallisation, which had taken place within the stone in which they are found; and...
Cuvier is not the first man of ability who has failed to make his own mental processes clear to himself, and he will not be the last. The matter can be easily tested. Search the eight volumes of the "Recherches sur les Ossemens Fossiles" from cover to cover, and nothing but the application of the method of Zadig will b...
Produced by Suzanne Shell and the Online Distributed Proofreading Team at https://www.pgdp.netALSO BY _CLARENCE DAY_THE CROW'S NEST THOUGHTS WITHOUT WORDS GOD AND MY FATHER IN THE GREEN MOUNTAIN COUNTRY SCENES FROM THE MESOZOIC LIFE WITH FATHERTHIS SIMIAN _WORLD__by_CLARENCE DAY_With Illustrations by the Author__New Yo...
But conversely, ants are absolutely unselfish within the community. They are skilful. Ingenious. Their nests and buildings are relatively larger than man's. The scientists speak of their paved streets, vaulted halls, their hundreds of different domesticated animals, their pluck and intelligence, their individual initia...
He looks upon other creatures pityingly because they are dumb. If one of his own children is born dumb, he counts it a tragedy. Even that mere hesitation in speech, known as stammering, he deems a misfortune.So precious to a simian is the privilege of making sounds with his tongue, that when he wishes to punish severel...
That craft may defeat itself in the end, however, is not the real point. That doesn't explain why the lions aren't ruling the planet. The trouble is, it would defeat itself in the beginning. It would have too bitterly stressed the struggle for existence. Conflict and struggle make civilizations virile, but they do not ...
Adroitness however is merely an ability to win; back of it there must be some spur to make us use our adroitness. Why don't we all die or give up when we're sick of the world? Because the love of life is reenforced, in most energized beings, by some longing that pushes them forward, in defeat and in darkness. All creat...
To feed himself with this largely purposeless provender, he will pay thousands of simians to be reporters of such events day and night; and they will report them on such a voluminous scale as to smother or obscure more significant news altogether. Great printed sheets will be read by every one every day; and even the l...
Discoveries in surgery and medicine will also be over-praised. The reason will be that the race will so need these discoveries. Unlike the great cats, simians tend to undervalue the body. Having less self-respect, less proper regard for their egos, they care less than the cats do for the casing of the ego,--the body. T...
Meanwhile the two families had become interested in watching each other. When Jill had repulsed Jack, and he had moped about it awhile, he would begin staring at Arabella, over opposite, and trying to attract her attention. This got Jack in trouble all around. Arabella indignantly made faces at him and then turned her ...
Our monkey-blood is also apparent in our judgments of crime. If a crime is committed on impulse, we partly forgive it. Why? Because, being simians, with a weakness for yielding to impulses, we like to excuse ourselves by feeling not accountable for them. Elephants would have probably taken an opposite stand. They aren'...
Imagine you are watching the Bandarlog at play in the forest. As you behold them and comprehend their natures, now hugely brave and boastful, now full of dread, the most weakly emotional of any intelligent species, ever trying to attract the notice of some greater animal, not happy indeed unless noticed,--is it not pla...
We haven't the habit of candidly facing this danger. We read our biological history but we don't take it in. We blandly assume we were always "intended" to rule, and that no other outcome could even be considered by Nature. This is one of the remnants of ignorance certain religions have left: but it's odd that men who ...
Produced by Roger Frank and the Online Distributed Proofreading Team at https://www.pgdp.netANTONY GRAY,--GARDENERBY LESLIE MOOREAUTHOR OF "THE PEACOCK FEATHER," "THE JESTER," "THE WISER FOLLY," ETC.G. P. PUTNAM'S SONS NEW YORK AND LONDON The Knickerbocker PressCopyright, 1917 by LESLIE MOOREThe Knickerbocker Press, Ne...
"I thought perhaps a word to you, sir," went on the man half wistfully. "We're to go to-morrow if I can't pay, and I can't. A couple of weeks might have made all the difference. It was for the wife I came, sneaking up here like a thief. She's lost two little ones; they never but opened their eyes on the world to shut t...
Nicholas's voice had followed close upon the words, politely ironical."Personally I should have considered it a matter for congratulation rather than regret," he had suggested.There had been the fraction of a pause. Then the man's voice had broken the silence."Do you?""I do. What has my life been for fifteen years?" Ni...
Antony gazed at the scintillating field of corn. The sight pleased him. There is always a glory in creation, even if it be creation by proxy, so to speak. At all events he had been the human agent in the matter. He had ploughed the brown earth; he had cast the yellow seed, trudging the furrows with swinging arm; he had...
Nicholas Danver. The name repeated itself within his brain, and then, with it, came a sudden flash of lucid memory lighting up a long forgotten scene.He saw a small boy, a very small boy, tugging, pulling, and twisting at a tough gorse stick on a moorland. He felt the clenching of small teeth, the bruised ache of small...
He arrayed himself with scrupulous care. Only the most stringent exigencies of time and place--though they for a while had been frequent--had ever caused him to forego the ceremonial of donning dress clothes for dinner, though no eyes but his own should behold him. Latterly there had been Riffle and then Josephus to be...
Turning for the third time, he perceived that she had returned on deck. She was carrying a small bag of old gold brocade. She was in the chair once more as he came alongside of her; but the blue book had slipped to the ground. He bent to pick it up, involuntarily glancing at the title as he handed it to her. _Dream Day...
Unlike Emerson, he made no attempt to analyse his friendship. He accepted it as a gift from the gods. Maybe somewhere in his inner consciousness, barely articulate even to his own heart, he dreamt of it as a foundation to something further. Yet for the present, the foundation sufficed. Death-letters--he laughed joyousl...