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Excerpt from Wilfrid Cumbermede, Vol. 1 of 3I am - I will not say how old, but well past middle age. This much I feel compelled to mention, because it has long been my opinion that no man should attempt a history of himself until he has set foot upon the border land where the past and the future begin to blend in a consciousness somewhat independent of both, and hence interpreting both. Looking westward, from this vantage-ground, the setting s...

Excerpt from Unspoken SermonsThese passages record a lesson our Lord gave his disciples against ambition, against emulation. It is not for the sake of setting forth this lesson that I write about these words of our Lord, but for the sake of a truth, a revelation about God, in which his great argument reaches its height.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks....

Excerpt from What's Mine's Mine, Vol. 1 of 3The room was handsomely furnished, but such as I would quarrel with none for calling common, for it certainly was uninteresting. Not a thing in it had to do with genuine individual choice, but merely with the fashion and custom of the class to which its occupiers belonged.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comT...

Excerpt from Paul Faber, Surgeon, Vol. 3 of 3Her chief anxiety was for Juliet's health even more for the sake of avoiding discoovery, than for its own. When the nights were warm She would sometimes take her out in the park, and every day, one time or another, would make her walk in the garden while she kept watch on the top of the steep slope. Her father would sometimes remark to a friend how Dorothy's love of solitude seemed to grow upon her,...

Excerpt from Phantastes, Vol. 1 of 2: A Faerie RomanceThe undulating woods, and silent well, And rippling rivulet, and evening gloom, Now deepening the dark shades, for speech assuming, Held commune with him as if he and it Were all that was. Shelley's Alastor.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 wo...

Excerpt from Thomas Wingfold, Curate, Vol. 1 of 3She was what all her friends called a sensible girl, but, as I say, that was no reason why she should be an insensible girl as well, and be subject to none of the in¿uences of the weather. She did feel those in¿uences, and therefore it was that She turned away from the window with the sense, rather than the conviction, that the fireside in her own room was rendered even more attractive by the un...

Excerpt from Robert FalconerHe could even recall, as he thought about it, how drearily the afternoon had passed. First he had opened the street door, and stood in it. There was nothing alive to be seen, except a sparrow picking up crumbs, and he would not stop till he was tired of him. The Royal Oak, down the street to the right, had not even a horseless gig or cart standing before it, and King Charles, grinning awfully in its branches on the ...

Excerpt from Lilith: A RomanceI had just finished my studies at Oxford, and was taking a brief holiday from work before assuming definitely the management of the estate. My father died when I was yet a child my mother followed him within a year, and I was nearly as much alone in the world as a man might find himself.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com...

Excerpt from At the Back of the North WindThere was hay at his feet and hay at his head, piled up in great trusses to the very roof. Indeed it was sometimes only through a little lane with several turnings, which looked as if it had been sawn out for him, that he could reach his bed at all. For the stock of hay was, of course, always in a state either of slow ebb or of sudden ¿ow. Sometimes the whole space of the loft, with the little panes in...

Excerpt from Heather and SnowThey were near the foot of a hill to whose top went the heather, but along whose base, between the heather and the bogland below, lay an irregular belt Of moss and grass, pretty clear Of stones. The boy did not seem eager to accept the challenge.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...

Excerpt from The Elect LadyI have glanced over the poem, said the lady, and it seems to me quite up to the average of what you see in print.Would that be reason for printing it, ma'am asked the man, with amused smile.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. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art te...

Excerpt from Sir GibbieThe likin' 'at craturs his for clean dirt! He's been at it this hale half-hoor she murmured to herself as she poured from a black bottle into a pewter measure a gill of whisky for the pale faced toper who stood on the other side of the counter: far gone in consumption he could not get through the forenoon without his morning. I wad like, she went on, as she replaced the bottle without having spoken a word to her customer...

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Excerpt from Donal Grant Donal had walked barefoot, and he found his feet like his shoe, weaker in the sole than was pleasant. 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 digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst re...

Excerpt from Phantastes: A Faerie Romance for Men and WomenAmong other ceremonies investing me with my legal rights, the keys of an Old secretary, in which my father had kept his private papers, had been delivered up to me. As soon as I was left alone, I ordered lights in the chamber where the secretary stood, the first lights that had been there for many a year, for, since my father's death, the room had been left undisturbed. But, as if the ...

Excerpt from Ranald Bannerman's Boyhood If I did not mention that I, Ramald Bannerman, am a Scotchman, I should be found out before long by the kind of thing I have to tell, for although England and Scotland are in all essentials one, there are such dif ferences between them that one could tell at once, on opening his eyes, if he had been carried out of the ~o11e into the other during the night. I do not mean he might not be puzzled, but exce...

At the Back of the North Wind. Fairy Tales, the Book for Children, the best Christmas gift. Here is a piece of the beginning, THE HAY-LOFT. I HAVE been asked to tell you about the back of the north wind. An old Greek writer mentions a people who lived there, and were so comfortable that they could not bear it any longer, and drowned themselves. My story is not the same as his. I do not think Herodotus had got the right account of the place. I ...

Excerpt from Sir Gibbie, Vol. 1 of 2 Meantime the boy's attention seemed entirely absorbed in the gutter. Whatever vehicle passed before him, whatever footsteps behind, he never lifted his head, but went creeping slowly on his knees along the curb still searching down the ¿ow of the sluggish, nearly motionless current. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbo...

Excerpt from Alec Forbes of Howglen, Vol. 3 of 3 It was on a bright frosty evening in the end of October, that Alec entered once more the streets of the great city. The stars were brilliant over head, the gems in Orion's baldric shining oriently, and the plough glittering with frost in the cold blue fields of the northern sky. Below, the streets shone with their own dim stars, and men and women wove the web of their life amongst them as they ...

Excerpt from The Hope of the Gospel I would help some to understand what Jesus came from the home of our Father to be to us and do for us. Everything in the world is more or less misunderstood at first: we have to learn what it is, and come at length to see that it must be so, that it could not be otherwise. Then we know it, and we never know a thing really until we know it thus. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of tho...