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Excerpt from Aunt Serena But not the most thrilling vision of a child-devouring, flame-snorting monster could ever produce, in the hearts of these loving, lawless comrades, such agonies of horror and despair as the thought of a certain pale, still, remorseless woman, stitching in her low chair by the sunny window of the Den. During the seventeen years of Rose's existence, she had been summoned with lamentable frequency before this dread trib...

Excerpt from The Garden of Eden Place: A Garden of Eden. Persons: Adam, aged eleven: Eve, aged seven. Serpent: deeming his office a sinecure in the councils of these children, absent. The Tree of Knowledge: a small Bartlett pear tree bearing its first fruits, three perfect pears, caressed by the gardener with tender thumb and finger light as air and destined for my lady's breakfast on the morrow. Time: Twilight, and a Sunday. Adam and Ev...

Excerpt from A Battle and a BoyThe children formed in a compact little army until their ranks were broken by people pressing in with sharp questions and scrutiny. Franzl stood for a while on the outskirts of the crowd, un certain of his course. Feeling shy, he looked sul len and defiant, and scowled at everyone whose glance he met, not in the least from ill~will, but rather from a vague instinct of self-defence. Nudg ing with a prompt elbow ev...

Excerpt from One Summer The world's male chivalry has perished out, But women are knights-errant to the last, And if Cervantes had been greater still, He had made his Don a Donna. Mrs. Browning. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digi...

Excerpt from One Year Abroad There is a wild, fantastic poem, thronged with more phantoms, goblins, and horrors than are the legends of the Blockberg. It narrates in singularly vivid style the deeds of a frightful fiend, and is, believe me, a truly remarkable work. I beg you will not scorn it because it exists only in the brain which it entered one stormy night at sea. There it reigned, triumphant, through long sleepless hours, but for certai...

Excerpt from A Fellowe and His Wife The Heideloffs quite embarrassed me by all the kind things they said, but I was well aware that Herwegh was nothing more than courteously interested, till Lotta led him to the corner of the salon where my little ivory Diver stands, in what I told my amiable hosts is the most charming and flattering isolation. You know the one I mean? Not the Diver I sent to Berlin, but that which I made last summer at Thies...

Excerpt from Tony, the Maid: A NoveletteShe was coming up from the reading-room at half -past ten that morning. That is, she thought that it, was about half-past ten, but it might have been a very little less, say twenty Six or twenty-seven minutes past.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. For...

Excerpt from The Open DoorMore than a score of swift years passed. The child became a man. His throne was an invalid's chair, his sceptre, a crutch, his crown, pain.He had had, indeed, his bright, brief reign, his goodly share of the purple state which by the grace of this obsequious world encompasses the heir to an old name and large wealth, and he had revelled in that more glorious sovereignty which nature may deny a prince and lovingly best...

Excerpt from Guenn: A Wave on the Breton Coast NO one had ever seen or desired to see her angry. Madame's personality was too potent in its calm for a wise man to care to brave its storm. She had singularly wide-open brown eyes, whose soft unswerving gaze, turned broadly upon the village Falstaff and his recruits, caused panic in their ranks, and disorderly retreat. Beneath the edge of her white coiffe, smooth bands of dark hair lay close on ...

Excerpt from Dionysius the Weaver's Heart's Dearest Yet here dwelt by no means wretchedly a sturdy folk, cherishing with gallant obstinacy its bleak home, solemnly tenacious of its pre judices, its own social code, its gradations of worldly dignity, and drawing a certain stub born strength and pride from the deep-rooted traditions of an historic past. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic bo...

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Excerpt from Seven on the HighwayMichel strode j y down the mountain. It was 3 five o'clock in the morning, and the world was fresh. From his broad b'rimmed rush hat wreathed with marsh marigolds, streamed long stems of oak leaves dancing and nodding like a cava lier's plumes. His face was brown, gay, and clean-shaved except for a big mus tache rather yellower than his faded hat, or even the straggling ends of fair hair curling loosely on his ...

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