<rss version="2.0" xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><channel><title>Docstoc feed for: Art &amp; Literature-&gt;Classic Books</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/documents/art &amp; literature//classic books/most-recent/</link><description>The following documents are the recent documents shared by the docstoc community in the Art &amp; Literature-&gt;Classic Books category</description><image><url>http://i.docstoccdn.com/logo.gif</url><title>Docstoc.com</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com</link></image><atom:icon>http://i.docstoccdn.com/logo.gif</atom:icon><ttl>10</ttl><pubDate>Sat, 28 Nov 2009 11:03:58 GMT</pubDate><lastBuildDate>Sat, 28 Nov 2009 11:03:58 GMT</lastBuildDate><item><title>The Invisible Man by H.G. Wells</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17731959/The-Invisible-Man-by-HG-Wells</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17731959/The-Invisible-Man-by-HG-Wells title="The Invisible Man by H.G. Wells"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17731959.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/doctorknowledge"&gt;doctorknowledge&lt;/a&gt; on: Friday, November 27, 2009&lt;p&gt;The original invisible man.  Read it and disappear ~! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>doctorknowledge</author><pubDate>Fri, 27 Nov 2009 11:03:30 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17731959/The-Invisible-Man-by-HG-Wells</guid></item><item><title>Laskar Pelangi</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17240614/Laskar-Pelangi</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17240614/Laskar-Pelangi title="Laskar Pelangi"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17240614.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/mygen2u1"&gt;mygen2u1&lt;/a&gt; on: Monday, November 23, 2009&lt;p&gt;http://ringtonesmp3lyrics.com&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>mygen2u1</author><pubDate>Mon, 23 Nov 2009 20:40:15 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17240614/Laskar-Pelangi</guid></item><item><title>Jaboque</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17229163/Jaboque</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17229163/Jaboque title="Jaboque"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17229163.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/samuelcouto"&gt;samuelcouto&lt;/a&gt; on: Monday, November 23, 2009&lt;p&gt;Pr. Samuel – Junho 2008JABOQUE, LUGAR DE ENCONTRO COM DEUSJaboque! - Isso pode ter significado nada para voc at agora - mas apsler esta mensagem, dever se tornar uma das mais importantes palavras de seu vocabulrio espiritual.Jaboque  o lugar onde Jac lutou com o Senhor.  onde ele fez sua rendio total a Deus.  onde recebeu u&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>samuelcouto</author><pubDate>Mon, 23 Nov 2009 17:45:43 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17229163/Jaboque</guid></item><item><title>DEFENDENDO O MEU CAMPO DE LENTILHAS- Ok</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17229022/DEFENDENDO-O-MEU-CAMPO-DE-LENTILHAS--Ok</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17229022/DEFENDENDO-O-MEU-CAMPO-DE-LENTILHAS--Ok title="DEFENDENDO O MEU CAMPO DE LENTILHAS- Ok"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17229022.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/samuelcouto"&gt;samuelcouto&lt;/a&gt; on: Monday, November 23, 2009&lt;p&gt;Pr. Samuel CoutoDEFENDENDO O MEU CAMPO DE LENTILHAS II Samuel 23:11-13 Qual  o nosso campo de lentilhas ? ( famlia, negcios,igreja,) O nome Sam tem, no hebraico, o significado de "desolao". No entanto, o jovem Sam desconhecia esse detalhe ou no lhe deu a importncia de vida.Houve um dia em que ele, sozinho na sua desolao, levantou&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>samuelcouto</author><pubDate>Mon, 23 Nov 2009 17:42:58 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17229022/DEFENDENDO-O-MEU-CAMPO-DE-LENTILHAS--Ok</guid></item><item><title>the day the earth stood still</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17020485/the-day-the-earth-stood-still</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17020485/the-day-the-earth-stood-still title="the day the earth stood still"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17020485.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/goveda012"&gt;goveda012&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;the day the earth stood still&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>goveda012</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 23:39:19 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17020485/the-day-the-earth-stood-still</guid></item><item><title>小王子第 26 章</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17010557/小王子第-26-章</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17010557/小王子第-26-章 title="小王子第 26 章"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17010557.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;第 26 章在井旁边有一堵残缺的石墙。第二天晚上我工作回来的时候，我远远地看见 了小王子耷拉着双腿坐在墙上。我听见他在说话： “你怎么不记得了呢？”他说，“绝不是在这儿。” 大概还有另一个声音在回答他，因为他答着腔说道： “没错，没错，日子是对的；但地点不是这里„” 我继续朝墙走去。 我还是看不到,也听不见任何别人。可是小王子又回答道： “„那当然。 你会在沙上看到我的脚印是从什么地方开始的。你在那里等着 我就行了。今天夜里我去那里。” 我离墙约有二十米远，可我依然什么也没有看见。 小王子沉默了一会又说： “你的毒液管用吗？你保证不会使我长时间地痛苦吗？” 我焦虑地赶上前去，但我仍然不明白是怎么回事。 “现在你去吧，我要下来了！„”小王子说。 于是，我也朝墙脚下看去，我吓了一跳。就在&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 21:23:53 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17010557/小王子第-26-章</guid></item><item><title>小王子第 27 章</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17010558/小王子第-27-章</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17010558/小王子第-27-章 title="小王子第 27 章"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17010558.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;第 27 章到现在，一点不错，已经有六年了„我还从未讲过这个故事。同伴们重新见 到了我，都为能看见我活着回来而高兴。我却很悲伤。我告诉他们：“这是因为 疲劳的缘故„” 现在，我稍微得到了些安慰。就是说„还没有完全平静下来。可我知道他已 经回到了他的星球上。因为那天黎明，我没有再见到他的身躯。他的身躯并不那 么重„从此，我就喜欢在夜间倾听着星星，好象是倾听着五亿个铃铛„ 可是， 现在却又发生了不寻常的事。 我给小王子画的羊嘴套上， 忘了画皮带！ 他再也不可能把它套在羊嘴上。 于是， 我思忖着： “他的星球上发生了什么事呢？ 大概小羊把花吃掉了吧„” 有时我又对自己说，“绝对不会的！小王子每天夜里都用玻璃罩子罩住他的 花，而且他会把羊看管好的„”想到这里，我就非常高兴。这时，所有的星星都&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 21:23:53 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17010558/小王子第-27-章</guid></item><item><title>小王子第 25 章</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17010554/小王子第-25-章</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17010554/小王子第-25-章 title="小王子第 25 章"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17010554.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;第 25 章“那些人们，他们往快车里拥挤，但是他们却不知道要寻找什么。于是，他 们就忙忙碌碌，来回转圈子„”小王子说道。 他接着又说：“这没有必要„” 我们终于找到的这口井， 不同于撒哈拉的那些井。撒哈拉的井只是沙漠中挖 的洞。这口井则很象村子中的井。可是，那里又没有任何村庄，我还以为是在做 梦呢。“真怪，”我对小王子说：“一切都是现成的：辘轳、水桶、绳子„” 他笑了，拿着绳子，转动着辘轳。辘轳就象是一个长期没有风来吹动的旧风 标一样，吱吱作响。 “你听，”小王子说：“我们唤醒了这口井，它现在唱起歌来了„”我不愿 让他费劲。我对他说： “让我来干吧。这活对你太重了。”我慢慢地把水桶提到井栏上。我把它稳稳地放在那里。我的耳朵里还响着辘 轳的歌声。依然还在晃荡的水面上，&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 21:23:50 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17010554/小王子第-25-章</guid></item><item><title>小王子第 24 章</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17010552/小王子第-24-章</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17010552/小王子第-24-章 title="小王子第 24 章"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17010552.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;第 24 章这是我在沙漠上出了事故的第八天。我听着有关这个商人的故事，喝完了我 所备用的最后一滴水。 “啊！”我对小王子说，“你回忆的这些故事真美。可是，我还没有修好我 的飞机。我没有喝的了，假如我能悠哉游哉地走到水泉边去，我一定也会很高兴 的！” 小王子对我说：“我的朋友狐狸„” “我的小家伙，现在还说什么狐狸！” “为什么？” “因为这就要渴死人了。” 他不理解我的思路，他回答我道： “即使快要死了， 有过一个朋友也好么！我就为我有过一个狐狸朋友而感到 很高兴„” “他不顾危险。”我自己思量着，“他从来不知道饥渴。只要有点阳光，他 就满足了„” 他看着我，答复着我的思想： “我也渴了„我们去找一口井吧„” 我显出厌烦的样子：在茫茫的大沙漠上盲目地去找水井，真荒唐。然而我们 还是开&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 21:23:49 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17010552/小王子第-24-章</guid></item><item><title>小王子第 22 章</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17010549/小王子第-22-章</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17010549/小王子第-22-章 title="小王子第 22 章"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17010549.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;第 22 章"你好。"小王子说道。 "你好。"扳道工说道。 "你在这里做什么？"小王子问。 "我一包包地分选旅客，按每千人一包。"扳道工说，"我打发这些运载旅客 的列车，一会儿发往右方，一会儿发往左方。" 这时，一列灯火明亮的快车，雷鸣般地响着，把扳道房震得颤颤悠悠。 "他们真匆忙呀，"小王子说，"他们要寻找什么？" "开机车的人自己也不知道。"扳道工说道。 于是，第二列灯火通明的快车又朝着相反的方向轰隆轰隆地开过去。 "他们怎么又回来了呢？"小王子问道。 "他们不是原来那些人了。"扳道工说，"这是一次对开列车。" "他们不满意他们原来所住的地方吗？" "人们是从来也不会满意自己所在 的地方的。" 扳道工说。 此时，第三趟灯火明亮的快车又隆隆而过。 "他们是在追随第一批旅客吗？"小王&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 21:23:48 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17010549/小王子第-22-章</guid></item><item><title>小王子第 23 章</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17010550/小王子第-23-章</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17010550/小王子第-23-章 title="小王子第 23 章"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17010550.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;第 23 章"你好。"小王子说。 "你好。"商人说道。 这是一位贩卖能够止渴的精制药丸的商人。 每周吞服一丸就不会感觉口渴。 "你为什么卖这玩艺儿？"小王子说。 "这就大大地节约了时间。"商人说，"专家们计算过，这样，每周可以节约 五十三分钟。" "那么，用这五十三分钟做什么用？" "随便怎么用都行。..." 小王子自言自语地说："我如果有五十三分钟可支配，我就悠哉游哉地向水 泉走去..."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 21:23:48 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17010550/小王子第-23-章</guid></item><item><title>小王子第 21 章</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17010547/小王子第-21-章</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17010547/小王子第-21-章 title="小王子第 21 章"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17010547.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;第 21 章 就在这当儿，跑来了一只狐狸。 “你好。”狐狸说。“你好。”小王子很有礼貌地回答道。他转过身来，但什么也没有看到。 “我在这儿，在苹果树下。”那声音说。 “你是谁？”小王子说，“你很漂亮。” “我是一只狐狸。”狐狸说。 “来和我一起玩吧，”小王子建议道，“我很苦恼„” “我不能和你一起玩，”狐狸说，“我还没有被驯服呢。” “啊！真对不起。”小王子说。 思索了一会儿，他又说道： “什么叫‘驯服’呀？” “你不是此地人。”狐狸说，“你来寻找什么？” “我来找人。”小王子说，“什么叫‘驯服’呢？” “人，”狐狸说，“他们有枪，他们还打猎，这真碍事！他们唯一的可取之 处就是他们也养鸡，你是来寻找鸡的吗？”“不，”小王子说，“我是来找朋友的。什么叫‘驯服’呢？” “这是已&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 21:23:47 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17010547/小王子第-21-章</guid></item><item><title>小王子第 20 章</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17010546/小王子第-20-章</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17010546/小王子第-20-章 title="小王子第 20 章"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17010546.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;第 20 章 在沙漠、 岩石、 雪地上行走了很长的时间以后,小王子终于发现了一条大路。 所有的大路都是通往人住的地方的。 “你们好。”小王子说。 这是一个玫瑰盛开的花园。“你好。”玫瑰花说道。 小王子瞅着这些花，它们全都和他的那朵花一样。 “你们是什么花？”小王子惊奇地问。 “我们是玫瑰花。”花儿们说道。 “啊！”小王子说„。 他感到自己非常不幸。 他的那朵花曾对他说她是整个宇宙中独一无二的一种 花。可是，仅在这一座花园里就有五千朵完全一样的这种花朵！ 小王子自言自语地说：“如果她看到这些，她是一定会很恼火„她会咳嗽得 更厉害，并且为避免让人耻笑，她会佯装死去。那么，我还得装着去护理她，因 为如果不这样的话，她为了使我难堪，她可能会真的死去„” 接着他又说道：“我还以为我有一朵独一无&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 21:23:46 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17010546/小王子第-20-章</guid></item><item><title>小王子第 19 章</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17010543/小王子第-19-章</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17010543/小王子第-19-章 title="小王子第 19 章"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17010543.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;第 19 章 小王子爬上一座高山。 过去他所见过的山就是那三座只有他膝盖那么高的火 山，并且他把那座熄灭了的火山就当作凳子。小王子自言自语地说道：“从这么 高的山上，我一眼可以看到整个星球，以及所有的人。”可是，他所看到的只是 一些非常锋利的悬崖峭壁。“你好。”小王子试探地问道。 “你好„你好„你好„”回音在回答道。 “你们是什么人？”小王子问。 “你们是什么人„你们是什么人„你们是什么人„”回音又回答道。 “请你们做我的朋友吧，我很孤独。”他说。 “我很孤独„我很孤独„我很孤独„”回音又回答着。小王子想道： “这颗行星真奇怪！ 它上面全是干巴巴的,而且又尖利又咸涩， 人们一点想象力都没有。 他们只是重复别人对他们说的话„在我的家乡， 我有一 朵花。她总是自己先说话„”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 21:23:44 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17010543/小王子第-19-章</guid></item><item><title>小王子第 18 章</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17010542/小王子第-18-章</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17010542/小王子第-18-章 title="小王子第 18 章"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17010542.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;第 18 章 小王子穿过沙漠。他只见过一朵花，一个有着三枚花瓣的花朵，一朵很不起 眼的小花„“你好。”小王子说。 “你好。”花说。 “人在什么地方？”小王子有礼貌地问道。 有一天，花曾看见一支骆驼商队走过： “人吗？我想大约有六七个人，几年前，我瞅见过他们。可是，从来不知道 到什么地方去找他们。风吹着他们到处跑。他们没有根，这对他们来说是很不方 便的。” “再见了。”小王子说。 “再见。”花说。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 21:23:43 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17010542/小王子第-18-章</guid></item><item><title>小王子第 17 章</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17010541/小王子第-17-章</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17010541/小王子第-17-章 title="小王子第 17 章"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17010541.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;第 17 章当人们想们想要说得俏皮些的时候，说话就可能会不大实在。在给你们讲点 灯人的时候，我就不那么忠实， 很可能给不了解我们这个星球的人们造成一个错 误的概念。在地球上，人们所占的位置非常小。如果住在地球上的二十亿居民全 站着，并且象开大会一样靠得紧些，那么就可以从容地站在一个二十海里见方的 广场上。也就是说可以把整个人类集中在太平洋中一个最小的岛屿上。 当然，大人们是不会相信你们的。他们自以为要占很大地方，他们把自己看 得象猴面包树那样大得了不起。 你们可以建议他们计算一下。 这样会使他们很高 兴， 因为他们非常喜欢数目字。 可是你们无须浪费时间去做这种乏味的连篇累牍 的演算。这没有必要。你们可以完全相信我。 小王子到了地球上感到非常奇怪， 他一个人也没有看到， 他正担心自己跑&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 21:23:42 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17010541/小王子第-17-章</guid></item><item><title>小王子第 16 章</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17010536/小王子第-16-章</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17010536/小王子第-16-章 title="小王子第 16 章"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17010536.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;第 16 章第七个行星，于是就是地球了。 地球可不是一颗普通的行星！它上面有一百一十一个国王（当然，没有漏掉 黑人国王），七千个地理学家，九十万个实业家，七百五十万个酒鬼，三亿一千 一百万个爱虚荣的人，也就是说，大约有二十亿的大人。 为了使你们对地球的大小有一个概念，我想要告诉你们：在发明电之前，在 六的大洲上， 为了点路灯， 需要维持一支为数四十六万二千五百一十一人的真正 大军。 从稍远的地方看过去， 它给人以一种壮丽辉煌的印象。这支军队的行动就象 歌剧院的芭蕾舞动作一样， 那么有条不紊。首先出现的是新西兰和澳大利亚的点 灯人。点着了灯，随后他们就去睡觉了。于是就轮到中国和西伯利亚的点灯人走 上舞台。随后，他们也藏到幕布后面去了。于是就又轮到俄罗斯和印度的点灯人 了。然后就是非洲和&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 21:23:40 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17010536/小王子第-16-章</guid></item><item><title>小王子第 13 章</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17010535/小王子第-13-章</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17010535/小王子第-13-章 title="小王子第 13 章"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17010535.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;第 13 章第四个行星是一个实业家的星球。 这个人忙得不可开交， 小王子到来的时候， 他甚至连头都没有抬一下。小王子对他说：“您好。您的烟卷灭了。” “三加二等于五。五加七等于十二。十二加三等于十五。你好。十五加七， 二十二。二十二加六，二十八。没有时间去再点着它。二十六加五，三十一。哎 哟！一共是五亿一百六十二万二千七百三十一。” “五亿什么呀？” “嗯？你还待在这儿那？五亿一百万„我也不知道是什么了。我的工作很 多„我是很严肃的，我可是从来也没有功夫去闲聊！二加五得七„” “五亿一百万什么呀？”小王子重复问道。一旦他提出了一个问题， 是从来 也不会放弃的。 这位实业家抬起头，说： “我住在这个星球上五十四年以来， 只被打搅过三次。 第一次是二十二年前， 不知从哪里跑来了一&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 21:23:39 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17010535/小王子第-13-章</guid></item><item><title>小王子第 10 章</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17010534/小王子第-10-章</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17010534/小王子第-10-章 title="小王子第 10 章"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17010534.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;第 10 章在附近的宇宙中，还有 325、326、327、328、329、330 等几颗小行星。他 就开始访问这几颗星球，想在那里找点事干，并且学习学习。 第一颗星球上住着一个国王。 国王穿着用紫红色和白底黑花的毛皮做成的大 礼服，坐在一个很简单却又十分威严的宝座上。当他看见小王子时，喊了起来： “啊，来了一个臣民。” 小王子思量着：“他从来也没有见过我，怎么会认识我呢？” 他哪里知道，在那些国王的眼里，世界是非常简单的：所有的人都是臣民。 国王十分骄傲， 因为他终于成了某个人的国王， 他对小王子说道： “靠近些， 好让我好好看看你。” 小王子看看四周， 想找个地方坐下来，可是整个星球被国王华丽的白底黑花 皮袍占满了。他只好站在那里，但是因为疲倦了，他打起哈欠来。 君王对他说&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 21:23:38 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17010534/小王子第-10-章</guid></item><item><title>小王子第 8 章</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17010529/小王子第-8-章</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17010529/小王子第-8-章 title="小王子第 8 章"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17010529.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;第 八 章很快我就进一步了解了这朵花儿。在小王子的星球上，过去一直都生长着一些只 有一层花瓣的很简单的花。这些花非常小，一点也不占地方，从来也不会去打搅 任何人。她们早晨在草丛中开放，晚上就凋谢了。不知从哪里来了一颗种子,忽 然一天这种子发了芽。 小王子特别仔细地监视着这棵与众不同的小苗：这玩艺说 不定是一种新的猴面包树。但是，这小苗不久就不再长了，而且开始孕育着一个 花朵。看到在这棵苗上长出了一个很大很大的花蕾， 小王子感觉到从这个花苞中一定会出现一个奇迹。然而这朵花 藏在它那绿茵茵的房间中用了很长的时间来打扮自己。 她精心选择着她将来的颜 色，慢慢腾腾地妆饰着，一片片地搭配着她的花瓣，她不愿象虞美人那样一出世 就满脸皱纹。 她要让自己带着光艳夺目的丽姿来到世间。 是的， &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 21:23:36 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17010529/小王子第-8-章</guid></item><item><title>小王子第 7 章</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17010528/小王子第-7-章</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17010528/小王子第-7-章 title="小王子第 7 章"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17010528.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;第 7 章 第五天，还是羊的事，把小王子的生活秘密向我揭开了。好象默默地思索了 很长时间以后，得出了什么结果一样，他突然没头没脑地问我： "羊，要是吃小 灌木，它也要吃花罗？" "它碰到什么吃什么。" "连有刺的花也吃吗？" "有刺的也吃！" "那么刺有什么用呢？" 我不知道该怎么回答。那会儿我正忙着要从发动机上卸&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 21:23:35 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17010528/小王子第-7-章</guid></item><item><title>小王子第 6 章</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17010525/小王子第-6-章</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17010525/小王子第-6-章 title="小王子第 6 章"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17010525.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;第 6 章 啊！小王子，就这样，我逐渐懂得了你那忧郁的生活。过去相当长的时间 里你唯一的乐趣就是观赏那夕阳西下的温柔晚景。这个新的细节，是我在第四天 早晨知道的。你当时对我说道： "我喜欢看日落。我们去看一回日落吧！" "可是得等着..." "等什么？" "等太阳落山。" 开始，你显得很惊奇的样子，随后你笑自己的糊涂。你对我说："我总以为 是在我的家乡呢！" 确实，大家都知道，在美国是正午时分，在法国，正夕阳西下，只要在一分 钟内赶到法国就可看到日落。可惜法国是那么的遥远。而在你那样的小行星上， 你只要把你的椅子挪动几步就行了。 这样， 你便可随时看到你想看的夕阳余辉..."有一天，我看见过四十三次日落。" 过一会儿，你又说："你知道，当人们感到非常苦闷时，总是喜欢日落的。" "一天&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 21:23:34 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17010525/小王子第-6-章</guid></item><item><title>小王子第 5 章</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17010524/小王子第-5-章</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17010524/小王子第-5-章 title="小王子第 5 章"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17010524.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;第 5 章每天我都了解到一些关于小王子的星球，他的出走和旅行等事情。这些都是 偶然从各种反应中慢慢得到的。 就这样， 第三天我就了解到关于猴面包树的悲剧。 这一次又是因为羊的事情，突然小王子好象是非常担心地问我道： “羊吃小灌木，这是真的吗？” “是的，是真的。” “啊，我真高兴。” 我不明白羊吃小灌木这件事为什么如此重要。可小王子又说道： “因此，它们也吃猴面包树罗？” 我对小王子说，猴面包树可不是小灌木，而是象教堂那么大的大树；即便是 带回一群大象，也啃不了一棵猴面包树。 一群大象这种想法使小王子发笑： “那可得把这些大象一只叠一只地垒起来。”他很有见识地说： “猴面包树在长大之前，开始也是小小的。” “不错。可是为什么你想叫你的羊去吃小猴面包树呢？”他回答我道&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 21:23:33 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17010524/小王子第-5-章</guid></item><item><title>小王子第 3 章</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17010519/小王子第-3-章</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17010519/小王子第-3-章 title="小王子第 3 章"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17010519.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;第 3 章我费了好长时间才弄清楚他是从哪里来的。小王子向我提出了很多问题，可 是，对我提出的问题，他好象压根没有听见似的。他无意中吐露的一些话逐渐使 我搞清了他的来历。 例如， 当他第一次瞅见我的飞机时 （我就不画出我的飞机了， 因为这种图画对我来说太复杂），他问我道： “这是个啥玩艺？” “这不是‘玩艺儿’。它能飞。这是飞机。是我的飞机。” 我当时很骄傲地告诉他我能飞。于是他惊奇地说道： “怎么？你是从天上掉下来的？” “是的”。我谦逊地答道。 “啊？这真滑稽。” 此时小王子发出一阵清脆的笑声。这使我很不高兴。我要求别人严肃地对待 我的不幸。然后，他又说道： “那么，你也是从天上来的了！你是哪个星球上的？” 即刻，对于他是从哪里来的这个秘密我隐约发现到了一点线索；于是，我就 突然问&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 21:23:27 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17010519/小王子第-3-章</guid></item><item><title>小王子第 2 章</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17010518/小王子第-2-章</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17010518/小王子第-2-章 title="小王子第 2 章"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17010518.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;第 2 章我就这样孤独地生活着， 没有一个能真正谈得来的人，一直到六年前在撒哈 拉沙漠上发生了那次故障。 我的发动机里有个东西损坏了。当时由于我既没有带 机械师也没有带旅客， 我就试图独自完成这个困难的维修工作。这对我来说是个 生与死的问题。我随身带的水只够饮用一星期。 第一天晚上我就睡在这远离人间烟火的大沙漠上。 我比大海中伏在小木排上 的遇难者还要孤独得多。而在第二天拂晓，当一个奇怪的小声音叫醒我的时候， 你们可以想见我当时是多么吃惊。这小小的声音说道： “请你给我画一只羊，好吗？” “啊！” “给我画一只羊„” 我象是受到惊雷轰击一般，一下子就站立起来。我使劲地揉了揉眼睛，仔细 地看了看。 我看见一个十分奇怪的小家伙严肃地朝我凝眸望着。这是后来我给他 画出来的最好的一副画像。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 21:23:26 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17010518/小王子第-2-章</guid></item><item><title>小王子第11章</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17010517/小王子第11章</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17010517/小王子第11章 title="小王子第11章"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17010517.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;第 11 章第二个行星上住着一个爱虚荣的人。 “喔唷！一个崇拜我的人来拜访了！”这个爱虚荣的人一见到小王子，老远 就叫喊起来。 在那些爱虚荣的人眼里，别人都成了他们的崇拜者。 “你好！”小王子说道。“你的帽子很奇怪。”“这是为了向人致意用的。 ”爱虚荣的人回答道,“当人们向我欢呼的时候， 我就用帽子向他们致意。可惜，没有一个人经过这里。” 小王子不解其意。说道：“啊？是吗？” 爱虚荣的人向小王子建议道：“你用一只手去拍另一只手。”小王子就拍起巴掌来。这位爱虚荣者就谦逊地举起帽子向小王子致意。 小王子心想：“这比访问那位国王有趣。”于是他又拍起巴掌来。爱虚荣者 又举起帽子来向他致意。 小王子这样做了五分钟，之后对这种单调的把戏有点厌倦了，说道： “要想叫你的帽子掉下来&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 21:23:25 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17010517/小王子第11章</guid></item><item><title>小王子第9 章</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17010515/小王子第9-章</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17010515/小王子第9-章 title="小王子第9 章"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17010515.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;第 九 章我想小王子大概是利用一群候鸟迁徙的机会跑出来的。在他出发的那天早上,他 把他的星球收拾得整整齐齐， 把它上头的活火山打扫得干干净净。——他有两个 活火山，早上热早点很方便。他还有一座死火山，他也把它打扫干净。他想，说不定它还会活动呢！打扫干净了，它们就可以慢慢地有规律地燃烧，而不会突 然爆发。火山爆发就象烟囱里的火焰一样。当然，在我们地球上我们人太小，不 能打扫火山，所以火山给我们带来很多很多麻烦。 小王子还把剩下的最后几颗猴面包树苗全拔了。他有点忧伤。他以为他再也 不会回来了。这天，这些家常活使他感到特别亲切。当他最后一次浇花时，准备 把她好好珍藏起来。他发觉自己要哭出来。 “再见了。”他对花儿说道。 可是花儿没有回答他。 “再见了。”他又说了一遍。 花儿咳嗽了一&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 21:23:24 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17010515/小王子第9-章</guid></item><item><title>小王子第1章</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17010514/小王子第1章</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17010514/小王子第1章 title="小王子第1章"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17010514.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;小 王 子[法] 圣德克旭贝里献给列翁.维尔特 我请孩子们原谅我把这本书献给了一个大人。我有一个很重要的理由：这个 大人是我在世界上最好的朋友。我还有另一个理由：这个大人他什么都能懂，甚 至给孩子们写的书他也能懂。我的第三个理由是：这个大人住在法国，他在那里 挨饿、受冻。他很需要安慰。如果这些理由还不够的话，那么我愿意把这本书献 给儿童时代的这个大人。所有的大人都曾经是个孩子。（可惜，只有很少的一些 大人记得这一点。）因此，我就把献词改为： 献给还是小男孩时的列翁.维尔特书名——《小王子》（法语书名，Le Petit Prince）。 作者——圣埃克苏佩里（法文名，Antoine de Saint-Exupry）。 原作语言——法语。 作品类别——儿童文学，短篇小说&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 21:23:23 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17010514/小王子第1章</guid></item><item><title>Little Prince Chapter 27</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17008208/Little-Prince-Chapter-27</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17008208/Little-Prince-Chapter-27 title="Little Prince Chapter 27"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17008208.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;[ Chapter 27 ] - the narrator‘s afterthoughtsIt was then that the fox appeared. And now six years have already gone by... I have never yet told this story. The companions who met me on my return were well content to see me alive. I was sad, but I told them: "I am tired." Now my sorrow is comforted a little. That is to say-- not entirely. But I &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 20:46:37 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17008208/Little-Prince-Chapter-27</guid></item><item><title>Little Prince Chapter 26</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17008207/Little-Prince-Chapter-26</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17008207/Little-Prince-Chapter-26 title="Little Prince Chapter 26"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17008207.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;[ Chapter 26 ] - the little prince converses with the snake; the little prince consoles the narrator; the little prince returns to his planetBeside the well there was the ruin of an old stone wall. When I came back from my work, the next evening, I saw from some distance away my little price sitting on top of a wall, with his feet dangling. And&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 20:46:36 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17008207/Little-Prince-Chapter-26</guid></item><item><title>Little Prince Chapter 24</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17008204/Little-Prince-Chapter-24</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17008204/Little-Prince-Chapter-24 title="Little Prince Chapter 24"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17008204.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;[ Chapter 24 ] - the narrator and the little prince, thirsty, hunt for a well in the desertIt was now the eighth day since I had had my accident in the desert, and I had listened to the story of the merchant as I was drinking the last drop of my water supply. "Ah," I said to the little prince, "these memories of yours are very charming; but I h&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 20:46:35 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17008204/Little-Prince-Chapter-24</guid></item><item><title>Little Prince Chapter 25</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17008206/Little-Prince-Chapter-25</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17008206/Little-Prince-Chapter-25 title="Little Prince Chapter 25"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17008206.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;[ Chapter 25 ] - finding a well, the narrator and the little prince discuss his return to his planet"Men," said the little prince, "set out on their way in express trains, but they do not know what they are looking for. Then they rush about, and get excited, and turn round and round..." And he added: "It is not worth the trouble..." The well th&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 20:46:35 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17008206/Little-Prince-Chapter-25</guid></item><item><title>Little Prince Chapter 23</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17008203/Little-Prince-Chapter-23</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17008203/Little-Prince-Chapter-23 title="Little Prince Chapter 23"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17008203.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;[ Chapter 23 ] - the little prince encounters a merchant"Good morning," said the little prince. "Good morning," said the merchant. This was a merchant who sold pills that had been invented to quench thirst. You need only swallow one pill a week, and you would feel no need of anything to drink. "Why are you selling those?" asked the little princ&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 20:46:34 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17008203/Little-Prince-Chapter-23</guid></item><item><title>Little Prince Chapter 21</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17008199/Little-Prince-Chapter-21</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17008199/Little-Prince-Chapter-21 title="Little Prince Chapter 21"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17008199.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;[ Chapter 21 ] - the little prince befriends the foxIt was then that the fox appeared. "Good morning," said the fox. "Good morning," the little prince responded politely, although when he turned around he saw nothing. "I am right here," the voice said, "under the apple tree." "Who are you?" asked the little prince, and added, "You are very pret&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 20:46:33 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17008199/Little-Prince-Chapter-21</guid></item><item><title>Little Prince Chapter 22</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17008200/Little-Prince-Chapter-22</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17008200/Little-Prince-Chapter-22 title="Little Prince Chapter 22"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17008200.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;[ Chapter 22 ] - the little prince encounters a railway switchman"Good morning," said the little prince. "Good morning," said the railway switchman. "What do you do here?" the little prince asked. "I sort out travelers, in bundles of a thousand," said the switchman. "I send off the trains that carry them; now to the right, now to the left." And&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 20:46:33 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17008200/Little-Prince-Chapter-22</guid></item><item><title>Little Prince Chapter 20</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17008198/Little-Prince-Chapter-20</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17008198/Little-Prince-Chapter-20 title="Little Prince Chapter 20"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17008198.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;Chapter 20 ] - the little prince discovers a garden of rosesBut it happened that after walking for a long time through sand, and rocks, and snow, the little prince at last came upon a road. And all roads lead to the abodes of men. "Good morning," he said.He was standing before a garden, all a-bloom with roses. "Good morning," said the roses&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 20:46:32 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17008198/Little-Prince-Chapter-20</guid></item><item><title>Little Prince Chapter 19</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17008197/Little-Prince-Chapter-19</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17008197/Little-Prince-Chapter-19 title="Little Prince Chapter 19"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17008197.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;[ Chapter 19 ] - the little prince climbs a mountain rangeAfter that, the little prince climbed a high mountain. The only mountains he had ever known were the three volcanoes, which came up to his knees. And he used the extinct volcano as a footstool. "From a mountain as high as this one," he said to himself, "I shall be able to see the whole p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 20:46:31 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17008197/Little-Prince-Chapter-19</guid></item><item><title>Little Prince Chapter 17</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17008192/Little-Prince-Chapter-17</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17008192/Little-Prince-Chapter-17 title="Little Prince Chapter 17"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17008192.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;[ Chapter 17 ] - the little prince makes the acquaintance of the snakeWhen one wishes to play the wit, he sometimes wanders a little from the truth. I have not been altogether honest in what I have told you about the lamplighters. And I realize that I run the risk of giving a false idea of our planet to those who do not k now it. Men occupy a v&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 20:46:30 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17008192/Little-Prince-Chapter-17</guid></item><item><title>Little Prince Chapter 18</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17008194/Little-Prince-Chapter-18</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17008194/Little-Prince-Chapter-18 title="Little Prince Chapter 18"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17008194.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;[ Chapter 18 ] - the little prince goes looking for men and meets a flower The little prince crossed the desert and met with only one flower. It was a flower with three petals, a flower of no account at all. "Good morning," said the little prince. "Good morning," said the flower. "Where are the men?" the little prince asked, politely. The flower ha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 20:46:30 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17008194/Little-Prince-Chapter-18</guid></item><item><title>Little Prince Chapter 16</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17008190/Little-Prince-Chapter-16</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17008190/Little-Prince-Chapter-16 title="Little Prince Chapter 16"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17008190.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;[ Chapter 16 ] - the narrator discusses the Earth‘s lamplightersSo then the seventh planet was the Earth. The Earth is not just an ordinary planet! One can count, there 111 kings (not forgetting, to be sure, the Negro kings among them), 7000 geographers, 900,000 businessmen, 7,500,000 tipplers, 311,000,000 conceited men-- that is to say, about &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 20:46:29 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17008190/Little-Prince-Chapter-16</guid></item><item><title>Little Prince Chapter 15</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17008188/Little-Prince-Chapter-15</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17008188/Little-Prince-Chapter-15 title="Little Prince Chapter 15"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17008188.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;[ Chapter 15 ] - the little prince visits the geographerThe sixth planet was ten times larger than the last one. It was inhabited by an old gentleman who wrote voluminous books. "Oh, look! Here is an explorer!" he exclaimed to himself when he saw the little prince coming. The little prince sat down on the table and panted a little. He had alrea&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 20:46:28 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17008188/Little-Prince-Chapter-15</guid></item><item><title>Little Prince Chapter 14</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17008187/Little-Prince-Chapter-14</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17008187/Little-Prince-Chapter-14 title="Little Prince Chapter 14"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17008187.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;Chapter 14 ] - the little prince visits the lamplighterThe fifth planet was very strange. It was the smallest of all. There was just enough room on it for a street lamp and a lamplighter. The little prince was not able to reach any explanation of the use of a street lamp and a lamplighter, somewhere in the heavens, on a planet which had no peop&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 20:46:27 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17008187/Little-Prince-Chapter-14</guid></item><item><title>Little Prince Chapter 12</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17008184/Little-Prince-Chapter-12</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17008184/Little-Prince-Chapter-12 title="Little Prince Chapter 12"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17008184.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;[ Chapter 12 ] - the little prince visits the tipplerThe next planet was inhabited by a tippler. This was a very short visit, but it plunged the little prince into deep dejection. "What are you doing there?" he said to the tippler, whom he found settled down in silence before a collection of empty bottles and also a collection of full bottles. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 20:46:26 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17008184/Little-Prince-Chapter-12</guid></item><item><title>Little Prince Chapter 13</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17008185/Little-Prince-Chapter-13</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17008185/Little-Prince-Chapter-13 title="Little Prince Chapter 13"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17008185.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;[ Chapter 13 ] - the little prince visits the businessmanThe fourth planet belonged to a businessman. This man was so much occupied that he did not even raise his head at the little prince‘s arrival. "Good morning," the little prince said to him. "Your cigarette has gone out." "Three and two make five. Five and seven make twelve. Twelve and thr&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 20:46:26 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17008185/Little-Prince-Chapter-13</guid></item><item><title>Little Prince Chapter 11</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17008182/Little-Prince-Chapter-11</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17008182/Little-Prince-Chapter-11 title="Little Prince Chapter 11"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17008182.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;[ Chapter 11 ]- the little prince visits the conceited manThe second planet was inhabited by a conceited man. "Ah! Ah! I am about to receive a visit from an admirer!" he exclaimed from afar, when he first saw the little prince coming. For, to conceited men, all other men are admirers."Good morning," said the little prince. "That is a qu&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 20:46:25 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17008182/Little-Prince-Chapter-11</guid></item><item><title>Little Prince Chapter 9</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17008176/Little-Prince-Chapter-9</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17008176/Little-Prince-Chapter-9 title="Little Prince Chapter 9"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17008176.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;[ Chapter 9 ] - the little prince leaves his planetI believe that for his escape he took advantage of the migration of a flock of wild birds. On the morning of his departure he put his planet in perfect order. He carefully cleaned out his active volcanoes. He possessed two active volcanoes; and they were very convenient for heating his breakfas&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 20:46:24 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17008176/Little-Prince-Chapter-9</guid></item><item><title>Little Prince Chapter 10</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17008179/Little-Prince-Chapter-10</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17008179/Little-Prince-Chapter-10 title="Little Prince Chapter 10"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17008179.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;[ Chapter 10 ] - the little prince visits the kingHe found himself in the neighborhood of the asteroids 325, 326, 327, 328, 329, and 330. He began, therefore, by visiting them, in order to add to his knowledge. The first of them was inhabited by a king. Clad in royal purple and ermine, he was seated upon a throne which was at the same time both&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 20:46:24 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17008179/Little-Prince-Chapter-10</guid></item><item><title>Little Prince Chapter 7</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17008174/Little-Prince-Chapter-7</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17008174/Little-Prince-Chapter-7 title="Little Prince Chapter 7"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17008174.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;[ Chapter 7 ] - the narrator learns about the secret of the little prince‘s lifeOn the fifth day-- again, as always, it was thanks to the sheep-- the secret of the little prince‘s life was revealed to me. Abruptly, without anything to lead up to it, and as if the question had been born of long and silent meditation on his problem, he demanded: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 20:46:23 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17008174/Little-Prince-Chapter-7</guid></item><item><title>Little Prince Chapter 5</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17008170/Little-Prince-Chapter-5</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17008170/Little-Prince-Chapter-5 title="Little Prince Chapter 5"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17008170.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;[ Chapter 5 ]- we are warned as to the dangers of the baobabsAs each day passed I would learn, in our talk, something about the little prince‘s planet, his departure from it, his journey. The information would come very slowly, as it might chance to fall from his thoughts. It was in this way that I heard, on the third day, about the catastr&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 20:46:22 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17008170/Little-Prince-Chapter-5</guid></item><item><title>Little Prince Chapter 6</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17008173/Little-Prince-Chapter-6</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17008173/Little-Prince-Chapter-6 title="Little Prince Chapter 6"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17008173.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;[ Chapter 6 ] - the little prince and the narrator talk about sunsetsOh, little prince! Bit by bit I came to understand the secrets of your sad little life... For a long time you had found your only entertainment in the quiet pleasure of looking at the sunset. I learned that new detail on the morning of the fourth day, when you said to me: "I a&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 20:46:22 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17008173/Little-Prince-Chapter-6</guid></item><item><title>Little Prince Chapter 4</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17008169/Little-Prince-Chapter-4</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17008169/Little-Prince-Chapter-4 title="Little Prince Chapter 4"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17008169.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;[ Chapter 4 ]- the narrator speculates as to which asteroid from which the little prince cameI had thus learned a second fact of great importance: this was that the planet the little prince came from was scarcely any larger than a house! But that did not really surprise me much. I knew very well that in addition to the great planets-- such &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 20:46:21 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17008169/Little-Prince-Chapter-4</guid></item><item><title>Little Prince Chapter 3</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17008165/Little-Prince-Chapter-3</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17008165/Little-Prince-Chapter-3 title="Little Prince Chapter 3"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17008165.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;[ Chapter 3 ] - the narrator learns more about from where the little prince cameIt took me a long time to learn where he came from. The little prince, who asked me so many questions, never seemed to hear the ones I asked him. It was from words dropped by chance that, little by little, everything was revealed to me. The first time he saw my airp&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 20:46:19 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17008165/Little-Prince-Chapter-3</guid></item><item><title>Little Prince Chapter 2</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17008163/Little-Prince-Chapter-2</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17008163/Little-Prince-Chapter-2 title="Little Prince Chapter 2"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17008163.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;[ Chapter 2 ] - the narrator crashes in the desert and makes the acquaintance of the little princeSo I lived my life alone, without anyone that I could really talk to, until I had an accident with my plane in the Desert of Sahara, six years ago. Something was broken in my engine. And as I had with me neither a mechanic nor any passengers, I set&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 20:46:17 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17008163/Little-Prince-Chapter-2</guid></item><item><title>Little Prince chapter 1</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17008161/Little-Prince-chapter-1</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17008161/Little-Prince-chapter-1 title="Little Prince chapter 1"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17008161.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;Little Prince（《小王子》英文版） Written By Antoine de Saiot-Exupery (1900～1944) To Leon Werth when he was a little boy ask the indulgence of the children who may read this book for dedicating it to a grown-up. I have a serious reason: he is the best friend I have in the world. I have another reason: this grown-up understands everything, even books about ch&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 20:46:15 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17008161/Little-Prince-chapter-1</guid></item><item><title>Little Prince Chapter 8</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17008160/Little-Prince-Chapter-8</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17008160/Little-Prince-Chapter-8 title="Little Prince Chapter 8"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17008160.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;[ Chapter 8 ] - the rose arrives at the little prince‘s planetI soon learned to know this flower better. On the little prince‘s planet the flowers had always been very simple. They had only one ring of petals; they took up no room at all; they were a trouble to nobody. One morning they would appear in the grass, and by night they would have fad&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 20:46:14 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17008160/Little-Prince-Chapter-8</guid></item><item><title>chapter34</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006880/chapter34</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006880/chapter34 title="chapter34"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17006880.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;chapter34HUCK said: "Tom, we can slope, if we can find a rope. The window ain't high from the ground." "Shucks! what do you want to slope for?" "Well, I ain't used to that kind of a crowd. I can't stand it. I ain't going down there, Tom." "Oh, bother! It ain't anything. I don't mind it a bit. I'll take care of you." Sid appeared. "Tom," said he, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 20:25:45 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006880/chapter34</guid></item><item><title>chapter35</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006882/chapter35</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006882/chapter35 title="chapter35"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17006882.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;chapter35THE reader may rest satisfied that Tom's and Huck's windfall made a mighty stir in the poor little village of St. Petersburg. So vast a sum, all in actual cash, seemed next to incredible. It was talked about, gloated over, glorified, until the reason of many of the citizens tottered under the strain of the unhealthy excitement. Every "ha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 20:25:45 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006882/chapter35</guid></item><item><title>chapter33</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006879/chapter33</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006879/chapter33 title="chapter33"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17006879.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;chapter33WITHIN a few minutes the news had spread, and a dozen skiff-loads of men were on their way to McDougal's cave, and the ferry-boat, well filled with passengers, soon followed. Tom Sawyer was in the skiff that bore Judge Thatcher. When the cave door was unlocked, a sorrowful sight presented itself in the dim twilight of the place. Injun Jo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 20:25:44 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006879/chapter33</guid></item><item><title>chapter32</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006878/chapter32</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006878/chapter32 title="chapter32"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17006878.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;chapter32TUESDAY afternoon came, and waned to the twilight. The village of St. Petersburg still mourned. The lost children had not been found. Public prayers had been offered up for them, and many and many a private prayer that had the petitioner's whole heart in it; but still no good news came from the cave. The majority of the searchers had giv&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 20:25:43 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006878/chapter32</guid></item><item><title>chapter31</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006876/chapter31</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006876/chapter31 title="chapter31"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17006876.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;chapter312 NOW to return to Tom and Becky's share in the picnic. They tripped along the murky aisles with the rest of the company, visiting the familiar wonders of the cave -- wonders dubbed with rather over-descriptive names, such as "The Drawing-Room," "The Cathedral," "Aladdin's Palace," and so on. Presently the hide-and-seek frolicking began,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 20:25:42 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006876/chapter31</guid></item><item><title>chapter30</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006875/chapter30</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006875/chapter30 title="chapter30"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17006875.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;chapter30AS the earliest suspicion of dawn appeared on Sunday morning, Huck came groping up the hill and rapped gently at the old Welshman's door. The inmates were asleep, but it was a sleep that was set on a hair-trigger, on account of the exciting episode of the night. A call came from a window: "Who's there!" Huck's scared voice answered in a &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 20:25:41 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006875/chapter30</guid></item><item><title>chapter29</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006872/chapter29</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006872/chapter29 title="chapter29"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17006872.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;chapter29THE first thing Tom heard on Friday morning was a glad piece of news -Judge Thatcher's family had come back to town the night before. Both Injun Joe and the treasure sunk into secondary importance for a moment, and Becky took the chief place in the boy's interest. He saw her and they had an exhausting good time playing "hi-spy" and "gull&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 20:25:40 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006872/chapter29</guid></item><item><title>chapter28</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006870/chapter28</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006870/chapter28 title="chapter28"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17006870.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;chapter28THAT night Tom and Huck were ready for their adventure. They hung about the neighborhood of the tavern until after nine, one watching the alley at a distance and the other the tavern door. Nobody entered the alley or left it; nobody resembling the Spaniard entered or left the tavern door. The night promised to be a fair one; so Tom went &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 20:25:39 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006870/chapter28</guid></item><item><title>chapter27</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006869/chapter27</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006869/chapter27 title="chapter27"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17006869.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;chapter27THE adventure of the day mightily tormented Tom's dreams that night. Four times he had his hands on that rich treasure and four times it wasted to nothingness in his fingers as sleep forsook him and wakefulness brought back the hard reality of his misfortune. As he lay in the early morning recalling the incidents of his great adventure, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 20:25:38 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006869/chapter27</guid></item><item><title>chapter25</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006864/chapter25</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006864/chapter25 title="chapter25"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17006864.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;chapter25THERE comes a time in every rightlyconstructed boy's life when he has a raging desire to go somewhere and dig for hidden treasure. This desire suddenly came upon Tom one day. He sallied out to find Joe Harper, but failed of success. Next he sought Ben Rogers; he had gone fishing. Presently he stumbled upon Huck Finn the Red-Handed. Huck &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 20:25:37 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006864/chapter25</guid></item><item><title>chapter26</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006868/chapter26</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006868/chapter26 title="chapter26"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17006868.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;chapter26ABOUT noon the next day the boys arrived at the dead tree; they had come for their tools. Tom was impatient to go to the haunted house; Huck was measurably so, also -- but suddenly said: "Lookyhere, Tom, do you know what day it is?" Tom mentally ran over the days of the week, and then quickly lifted his eyes with a startled look in them &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 20:25:37 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006868/chapter26</guid></item><item><title>chapter24</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006863/chapter24</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006863/chapter24 title="chapter24"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17006863.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;chapter24TOM was a glittering hero once more -- the pet of the old, the envy of the young. His name even went into immortal print, for the village paper magnified him. There were some that believed he would be President, yet, if he escaped hanging. As usual, the fickle, unreasoning world took Muff Potter to its bosom and fondled him as lavishly a&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 20:25:36 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006863/chapter24</guid></item><item><title>chapter23</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006859/chapter23</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006859/chapter23 title="chapter23"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17006859.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;chapter23AT last the sleepy atmosphere was stirred -- and vigorously: the murder trial came on in the court. It became the absorbing topic of village talk immediately. Tom could not get away from it. Every reference to the murder sent a shudder to his heart, for his troubled conscience and fears almost persuaded him that these remarks were put fo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 20:25:35 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006859/chapter23</guid></item><item><title>chapter22</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006858/chapter22</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006858/chapter22 title="chapter22"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17006858.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;chapter22TOM joined the new order of Cadets of Temperance, being attracted by the showy character of their "regalia." He promised to abstain from smoking, chewing, and profanity as long as he remained a member. Now he found out a new thing -- namely, that to promise not to do a thing is the surest way in the world to make a body want to go and do&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 20:25:34 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006858/chapter22</guid></item><item><title>chapter20</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006854/chapter20</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006854/chapter20 title="chapter20"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17006854.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;chapter20THERE was something about Aunt Polly's manner, when she kissed Tom, that swept away his low spirits and made him lighthearted and happy again. He started to school and had the luck of coming upon Becky Thatcher at the head of Meadow Lane. His mood always determined his manner. Without a moment's hesitation he ran to her and said: "I acte&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 20:25:33 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006854/chapter20</guid></item><item><title>chapter21</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006856/chapter21</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006856/chapter21 title="chapter21"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17006856.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;chapter21VACATION was approaching. The schoolmaster, always severe, grew severer and more exacting than ever, for he wanted the school to make a good showing on "Examination" day. His rod and his ferule were seldom idle now -- at least among the smaller pupils. Only the biggest boys, and young ladies of eighteen and twenty, escaped lashing. Mr. D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 20:25:33 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006856/chapter21</guid></item><item><title>chapter19</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006853/chapter19</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006853/chapter19 title="chapter19"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17006853.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;chapter19TOM arrived at home in a dreary mood, and the first thing his aunt said to him showed him that he had brought his sorrows to an unpromising market: "Tom, I've a notion to skin you alive!" "Auntie, what have I done?" "Well, you've done enough. Here I go over to Sereny Harper, like an old softy, expecting I'm going to make her believe all &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 20:25:32 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006853/chapter19</guid></item><item><title>chapter18</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006851/chapter18</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006851/chapter18 title="chapter18"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17006851.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;chapter18THAT was Tom's great secret -- the scheme to return home with his brother pirates and attend their own funerals. They had paddled over to the Missouri shore on a log, at dusk on Saturday, landing five or six miles below the village; they had slept in the woods at the edge of the town till nearly daylight, and had then crept through back &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 20:25:31 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006851/chapter18</guid></item><item><title>chapter16</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006844/chapter16</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006844/chapter16 title="chapter16"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17006844.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;chapter162 AFTER dinner all the gang turned out to hunt for turtle eggs on the bar. They went about poking sticks into the sand, and when they found a soft place they went down on their knees and dug with their hands. Sometimes they would take fifty or sixty eggs out of one hole. They were perfectly round white things a trifle smaller than an Eng&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 20:25:30 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006844/chapter16</guid></item><item><title>chapter17</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006848/chapter17</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006848/chapter17 title="chapter17"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17006848.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;chapter17BUT there was no hilarity in the little town that same tranquil Saturday afternoon. The Harpers, and Aunt Polly's family, were being put into mourning, with great grief and many tears. An unusual quiet possessed the village, although it was ordinarily quiet enough, in all conscience. The villagers conducted their concerns with an absent &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 20:25:30 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006848/chapter17</guid></item><item><title>chapter15</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006843/chapter15</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006843/chapter15 title="chapter15"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17006843.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;chapter15A FEW minutes later Tom was in the shoal water of the bar, wading toward the Illinois shore. Before the depth reached his middle he was half-way over; the current would permit no more wading, now, so he struck out confidently to swim the remaining hundred yards. He swam quartering upstream, but still was swept downward rather faster than&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 20:25:29 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006843/chapter15</guid></item><item><title>chapter14</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006842/chapter14</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006842/chapter14 title="chapter14"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17006842.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;chapter14WHEN Tom awoke in the morning, he wondered where he was. He sat up and rubbed his eyes and looked around. Then he comprehended. It was the cool gray dawn, and there was a delicious sense of repose and peace in the deep pervading calm and silence of the woods. Not a leaf stirred; not a sound obtruded upon great Nature's meditation. Beaded&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 20:25:28 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006842/chapter14</guid></item><item><title>chapter13</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006840/chapter13</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006840/chapter13 title="chapter13"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17006840.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;chapter13TOM'S mind was made up now. He was gloomy and desperate. He was a forsaken, friendless boy, he said; nobody loved him; when they found out what they had driven him to, perhaps they would be sorry; he had tried to do right and get along, but they would not let him; since nothing would do them but to be rid of him, let it be so; and let th&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 20:25:27 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006840/chapter13</guid></item><item><title>chapter12</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006838/chapter12</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006838/chapter12 title="chapter12"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17006838.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;chapter12ONE of the reasons why Tom's mind had drifted away from its secret troubles was, that it had found a new and weighty matter to interest itself about. Becky Thatcher had stopped coming to school. Tom had struggled with his pride a few days, and tried to "whistle her down the wind," but failed. He began to find himself hanging around her f&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 20:25:26 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006838/chapter12</guid></item><item><title>chapter11</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006836/chapter11</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006836/chapter11 title="chapter11"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17006836.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;chapter11CLOSE upon the hour of noon the whole village was suddenly electrified with the ghastly news. No need of the as yet undreamed-of telegraph; the tale flew from man to man, from group to group, from house to house, with little less than telegraphic speed. Of course the schoolmaster gave holiday for that afternoon; the town would have thoug&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 20:25:25 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006836/chapter11</guid></item><item><title>chapter10</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006833/chapter10</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006833/chapter10 title="chapter10"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17006833.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;chapter10THE two boys flew on and on, toward the village, speechless with horror. They glanced backward over their shoulders from time to time, apprehensively, as if they feared they might be followed. Every stump that started up in their path seemed a man and an enemy, and made them catch their breath; and as they sped by some outlying cottages &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 20:25:24 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006833/chapter10</guid></item><item><title>chapter8</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006830/chapter8</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006830/chapter8 title="chapter8"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17006830.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;chapter8TOM dodged hither and thither through lanes until he was well out of the track of returning scholars, and then fell into a moody jog. He crossed a small "branch" two or three times, because of a prevailing juvenile superstition that to cross water baffled pursuit. Half an hour later he was disappearing behind the Douglas mansion on the su&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 20:25:23 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006830/chapter8</guid></item><item><title>chapter9</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006832/chapter9</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006832/chapter9 title="chapter9"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17006832.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;chapter9AT half-past nine, that night, Tom and Sid were sent to bed, as usual. They said their prayers, and Sid was soon asleep. Tom lay awake and waited, in restless impatience. When it seemed to him that it must be nearly daylight, he heard the clock strike ten! This was despair. He would have tossed and fidgeted, as his nerves demanded, but he&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 20:25:23 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006832/chapter9</guid></item><item><title>chapter7</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006829/chapter7</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006829/chapter7 title="chapter7"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17006829.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;chapter7THE harder Tom tried to fasten his mind on his book, the more his ideas wandered. So at last, with a sigh and a yawn, he gave it up. It seemed to him that the noon recess would never come. The air was utterly dead. There was not a breath stirring. It was the sleepiest of sleepy days. The drowsing murmur of the five and twenty studying sch&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 20:25:22 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006829/chapter7</guid></item><item><title>chapter6</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006828/chapter6</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006828/chapter6 title="chapter6"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17006828.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;chapter6MONDAY morning found Tom Sawyer miserable. Monday morning always found him so -- because it began another week's slow suffering in school. He generally began that day with wishing he had had no intervening holiday, it made the going into captivity and fetters again so much more odious. Tom lay thinking. Presently it occurred to him that h&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 20:25:21 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006828/chapter6</guid></item><item><title>chapter5</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006825/chapter5</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006825/chapter5 title="chapter5"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17006825.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;chapter5ABOUT half-past ten the cracked bell of the small church began to ring, and presently the people began to gather for the morning sermon. The Sunday-school children distributed themselves about the house and occupied pews with their parents, so as to be under supervision. Aunt Polly came, and Tom and Sid and Mary sat with her -- Tom bein&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 20:25:20 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006825/chapter5</guid></item><item><title>chapter4</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006824/chapter4</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006824/chapter4 title="chapter4"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17006824.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;chapter4THE sun rose upon a tranquil world, and beamed down upon the peaceful village like a benediction. Breakfast over, Aunt Polly had family worship: it began with a prayer built from the ground up of solid courses of Scriptural quotations, welded together with a thin mortar of originality; and from the summit of this she delivered a grim chap&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 20:25:19 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006824/chapter4</guid></item><item><title>chapter3</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006821/chapter3</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006821/chapter3 title="chapter3"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17006821.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;chapter3TOM presented himself before Aunt Polly, who was sitting by an open window in a pleasant rearward apartment, which was bedroom, breakfast-room, dining-room, and library, combined. The balmy summer air, the restful quiet, the odor of the flowers, and the drowsing murmur of the bees had had their effect, and she was nodding over her knittin&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 20:25:18 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006821/chapter3</guid></item><item><title>chapter1</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006818/chapter1</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006818/chapter1 title="chapter1"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17006818.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;chapter1"TOM!" No answer. "TOM!" No answer. "What's gone with that boy, I wonder? You TOM!" No answer. The old lady pulled her spectacles down and looked over them about the room; then she put them up and looked out under them.She seldom or never looked through them for so small a thing as a boy; they were her state pair, the pride of her heart, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 20:25:17 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006818/chapter1</guid></item><item><title>Chapter2</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006820/Chapter2</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006820/Chapter2 title="Chapter2"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17006820.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;Chapter2SATURDAY morning was come, and all the summer world was bright and fresh, and brimming with life. There was a song in every heart; and if the heart was young the music issued at the lips. There was cheer in every face and a spring in every step. The locust-trees were in bloom and the fragrance of the blossoms filled the air. Cardiff Hill,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 20:25:17 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17006820/Chapter2</guid></item><item><title>简爱 jane100</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17001406/简爱-jane100</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17001406/简爱-jane100 title="简爱 jane100"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17001406.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;简爱 jane100(end)PART FIVE - THE NEXT MRS. ROCHESTER CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE Happiness He kissed me. "I'm no better than that old, broken tree at Thornfield," he said. "I can't expect to have a fresh young flower like you by my side, all my life!" "You are still strong, sir, and young plant need a tree's strength ang safety to help them." "Jane, will y&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 19:03:21 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17001406/简爱-jane100</guid></item><item><title>简爱 jane99</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17001405/简爱-jane99</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17001405/简爱-jane99 title="简爱 jane99"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17001405.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;简爱 jane99PART FIVE - THE NEXT MRS. ROCHESTER CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE Happiness But I knew he did not need to worry. Even if he was blind, I would always love him and stay with him. However, I decided to talk of other things and make him laugh a little. We talked for many hours that night. When it was time for bed, he asked me, "Jane, there were only &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 19:03:20 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17001405/简爱-jane99</guid></item><item><title>简爱 jane98</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17001404/简爱-jane98</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17001404/简爱-jane98 title="简爱 jane98"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17001404.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;简爱 jane98PART FIVE - THE NEXT MRS. ROCHESTER CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE Happiness Ferndean Manor was a pretty old house in the forest. As I came near, the door of the house opened and Edward Rochester came out! As I watched him I felt both happy and sad. He looked as strong as before and his hair was still black, but in his face I saw a bitter, desperat&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 19:03:19 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17001404/简爱-jane98</guid></item><item><title>简爱 jane97</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17001402/简爱-jane97</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17001402/简爱-jane97 title="简爱 jane97"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17001402.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;简爱 jane97PART FIVE - THE NEXT MRS. ROCHESTER CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR A Surprise at Thornfield In the morning, I told Diana and Mary that I had to go on a journey, and that I would be gone for a few days. They did not know the reason for my trip, but they did not ask me questions. After a day and a half of traveling, I arrived at the village near Thor&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 19:03:18 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17001402/简爱-jane97</guid></item><item><title>简爱 jane96</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17001401/简爱-jane96</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17001401/简爱-jane96 title="简爱 jane96"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17001401.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;简爱 jane96PART FOUR - LIFE AT MOOR HOUSE CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE My Past Returns "All right, St. John." I said softly, feeling that my heart was breaking. "If God gives me a sign that He really wants me to marry you, I will agree!" "God has answered my prayers!" said St. John. We stood toghether in the house, waiting for a sign from God. It was compl&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 19:03:17 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17001401/简爱-jane96</guid></item><item><title>简爱 jane95</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17001400/简爱-jane95</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17001400/简爱-jane95 title="简爱 jane95"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17001400.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;简爱 jane95PART FOUR - LIFE AT MOOR HOUSE CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE My Past Returns "I'll ask you again in a few days. Remember it's not me you are saying "no" to--it's God! You are disobeying God!" I turned to face him. "St. John Rivers, you must make sure that you're not confusing what God wants, with what you want!" Later, I could not believe I had s&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 19:03:16 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17001400/简爱-jane95</guid></item><item><title>简爱 jane94</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17001399/简爱-jane94</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17001399/简爱-jane94 title="简爱 jane94"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17001399.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;简爱 jane94PART FOUR - LIFE AT MOOR HOUSE CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE My Past Returns Was this what God wanted me to do with my life? I felt afraid, thinking that I might not be able to say "no" to St. John. "St. John, don't choose me!" I cried. But I knew that St. John would not understand my feelings. If he thought God was telling him to do something,he&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 19:03:15 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17001399/简爱-jane94</guid></item><item><title>简爱 jane92</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17001398/简爱-jane92</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17001398/简爱-jane92 title="简爱 jane92"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17001398.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;简爱 jane92PART FOUR - LIFE AT MOOR HOUSE CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE My Past Returns Diana, Mary, and I had a wonderful Chiristmas week. We took walks on the moors, read, and sang together. We were even happier to know that we were independent women now, because of our new money. But St. John did not join us in our fun. He continued to study all the time&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 19:03:13 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17001398/简爱-jane92</guid></item><item><title>简爱 jane91</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17001397/简爱-jane91</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17001397/简爱-jane91 title="简爱 jane91"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17001397.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;简爱 jane91PART FOUR - LIFE AT MOOR HOUSE CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE My Past Returns I promised St. John that I would teach at the Morton school until Christmas. then he could find another teacher. On the last day of school, St. John came to see me as I said goodbye to my students. I was sad to see some of them go. "Jane, your students have already learn&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 19:03:12 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17001397/简爱-jane91</guid></item><item><title>简爱 jane90</title><link>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17001396/简爱-jane90</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17001396/简爱-jane90 title="简爱 jane90"&lt;img src="http://img.docstoc.com/thumb/100/17001396.png" alt="" style="border: 1px solid #C3E6D8; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared by: &lt;a href="http://www.docstoc.com/profile/Loewe"&gt;Loewe&lt;/a&gt; on: Saturday, November 21, 2009&lt;p&gt;简爱 jane90PART FOUR - LIFE AT MOOR HOUSE CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO I Am No Longer Poor "Oh, St. John, I'm glad--I'm so glad!" I cried, laughing. St. John smiled. "You looked so worried and serious when I told you about the money. And now you're happy about something ordinary!" "No, you don't understand. This means everything to me! You see, you already h&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><author>Loewe</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 19:03:11 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.docstoc.com/docs/17001396/简爱-jane90</guid></item></channel></rss>