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Classic Books
classicbooks 2/1/2008 | 1 (1) | 154 | 1 | 3 | English
"The Comtesse Samoris." "That lady in black over there?" "The very one. She's wearing mourning for her daughter, whom shekilled." "You don't mean that seriously? How did she die?" "Oh! it is a very simple story, without any crime in it, anyviolence." "Then what really happened?" "Almost nothing. Many courtesans are born to be virtuous women,they sa ... more>>
classicbooks 2/1/2008 | 3 (1) | 248 | 1 | 1 | English
AT 8 A. M. it lay on Giuseppi's news-stand, still damp from thepresses. Giuseppi, with the cunning of his ilk, philandered on theopposite comer, leaving his patrons to help themselves, no doubt ona theory related to the hypothesis of the watched pot. This particular newspaper was, according to its custom anddesign, an educator, a guide, a monitor, ... more>>
classicbooks 2/1/2008 | 4 (1) | 168 | 1 | 1 | English
There was commotion in Roaring Camp. It could not have been afight, for in 1850 that was not novel enough to have calledtogether the entire settlement. The ditches and claims were notonly deserted, but "Tuttle's grocery" had contributed its gamblers,who, it will be remembered, calmly continued their game the daythat French Pete and Kanaka Joe shot ... more>>
classicbooks 2/1/2008 | 0 (0) | 53 | 0 | 0 | English
There is a merry jangle of bells in the air, an all-pervadingsense of jester's noise, and the flaunting vividness of royalcolours. The streets swarm with humanity,--humanity in all shapes,manners, forms, laughing, pushing, jostling, crowding, a mass ofmen and women and children, as varied and assorted in their severalindividual peculiarities as eve ... more>>
classicbooks 2/1/2008 | 0 (0) | 31 | 0 | 0 | English
A hospital assistant, called Yergunov, an empty-headed fellow,known throughout the district as a great braggart and drunkard, wasreturning one evening in Christmas week from the hamlet of Ryepino,where he had been to make some purchases for the hospital. That hemight get home in good time and not be late, the doctor had lenthim his very best horse. ... more>>
classicbooks 2/1/2008 | 0 (0) | 22 | 0 | 0 | English
Master William Horner came to our village to school when he wasabout eighteen years old: tall, lank, straight-sided, andstraight-haired, with a mouth of the most puckered and solemn kind.His figure and movements were those of a puppet cut out of shingleand jerked by a string; and his address corresponded very well withhis appearance. Never did that ... more>>
classicbooks 2/1/2008 | 0 (0) | 37 | 0 | 0 | English
Before she tried to be a good woman she had been a very badwoman--so bad that she could trail her wonderful apparel up anddown Main Street, from the Elm Tree Bakery to the railroad tracks,without once having a man doff his hat to her or a woman bow. Youpassed her on the street with a surreptitious glance, though shewas well worth looking at--in her ... more>>
classicbooks 2/1/2008 | 0 (0) | 60 | 0 | 0 | English
Preface. The events that took place during the latter half of thefourteenth century and the first half of the fifteenth are known tous far better than those preceding or following them, owing to thefact that three great chroniclers, Froissart, Monstrelet, andHolinshed, have recounted the events with a fulness of detail thatleaves nothing to be desi ... more>>
classicbooks 2/1/2008 | 0 (0) | 38 | 0 | 0 | English
They had loved each other before marriage with a pure and loftylove. They had first met on the sea-shore. He had thought thisyoung girl charming, as she passed by with her light-coloredparasol and her dainty dress amid the marine landscape against thehorizon. He had loved her, blond and slender, in these surroundingsof blue ocean and spacious sky. ... more>>
classicbooks 2/1/2008 | 0 (0) | 44 | 0 | 0 | English
When I drew nigh the nameless city I knew it was accursed. I wastraveling in a parched and terrible valley under the moon, and afarI saw it protruding uncannily above the sands as parts of a corpsemay protrude from an ill-made grave. Fear spoke from the age-wornstones of this hoary survivor of the deluge, this great-grandfatherof the eldest pyramid ... more>>
classicbooks 2/1/2008 | 0 (0) | 16 | 0 | 0 | English
She met him at the door. "I did not think you would be so early." "It is half past eight." He looked at his watch. "The trainleaves at 9.12." He was very businesslike, until he saw her lips tremble as sheabruptly turned and led the way. "It'll be all right, little woman," he said soothingly. "DoctorBodineau's the man. He'll pull him through, you'll ... more>>
classicbooks 2/1/2008 | 0 (0) | 68 | 0 | 0 | English
Stranger, you furriners don't nuver seem to consider that awoman has always got the devil to fight in two people at once!Hit's two agin one, I tell ye, an' hit hain't fa'r. That's what I said more'n two year ago, when Rosie Branham wasa-layin' up thar at Dave Hall's, white an' mos' dead. An',God, boys, I says, that leetle thing in thar by her shore ... more>>
classicbooks 2/1/2008 | 0 (0) | 154 | 0 | 0 | English
Preface BOOK I of this volume occupies a quarter or a third of thevolume, and consists of matter written about four years ago, butnot hitherto published in book form. It contained errors ofjudgment and of fact. I have now corrected these to the best of myability and later knowledge. Book II was written at the beginning of 1903, and has not untilnow ... more>>
classicbooks 2/1/2008 | 0 (0) | 46 | 0 | 0 | English
Restless, shifting, fugacious as time itself is a certain vastbulk of the population of the red brick district of the lower WestSide. Homeless, they have a hundred homes. They flit from furnishedroom to furnished room, transients forever--transients in abode,transients in heart and mind. They sing "Home, Sweet Home" inragtime; they carry their lare ... more>>
classicbooks 2/1/2008 | 0 (0) | 30 | 0 | 0 | English
Semyon Ivanonv was a track-walker. His hut was ten versts awayfrom a railroad station in one direction and twelve versts away inthe other. About four versts away there was a cotton mill that hadopened the year before, and its tall chimney rose up darkly frombehind the forest. The only dwellings around were the distant hutsof the other track-walkers ... more>>
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