| 81 | Author: | Doyle, Arthur Conan | Requires cookie* | | Title: | Round the Red Lamp ![](https://xtf.lib.virginia.edu/xtf/icons/default/i_tei.gif) | | | Published: | 1994 | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | Description: | My first interview with Dr. James Winter was
under dramatic circumstances. It occurred at two in
the morning in the bedroom of an old country house.
I kicked him twice on the white waistcoat and knocked
off his gold spectacles, while he with the aid of a
female accomplice stifled my angry cries in a flannel
petticoat and thrust me into a warm bath. I am told
that one of my parents, who happened to be present,
remarked in a whisper that there was nothing the
matter with my lungs. I cannot recall how Dr. Winter
looked at the time, for I had other things to think
of, but his description of my own appearance is far
from flattering. A fluffy head, a body like a
trussed goose, very bandy legs, and feet with the
soles turned inwards — those are the main items which
he can remember. | | Similar Items: | Find |
82 | Author: | Doyle, Arthur Conan | Requires cookie* | | Title: | The New Revelation ![](https://xtf.lib.virginia.edu/xtf/icons/default/i_tei.gif) | | | Published: | 1994 | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | Description: | The subject of psychical research is one upon which
I have thought more and about which I have been slower
to form my opinion, than upon any other subject
whatever. Every now and then as one jogs along through
life some small incident happens which very forcibly
brings home the fact that time passes and that first
youth and then middle age are slipping away. Such a
one occurred the other day. There is a column in that
excellent little paper, Light, which is devoted to
what was recorded on the corresponding date a
generation — that is thirty years — ago. As I read over
this column recently I had quite a start as I saw my
own name, and read the reprint of a letter
which I had written in 1887, detailing some interesting
spiritual experience which had occurred in a seance.
Thus it is manifest that my interest in the subject is
of some standing, and also, since it is only within the
last year or two that I have finally declared myself to
be satisfied with the evidence, that I have not been
hasty in forming my opinion. If I set down some of my
experiences and difficulties my readers will not, I
hope, think it egotistical upon my part, but will
realise that it is the most graphic way in which to
sketch out the points which are likely to occur to any
other inquirer. When I have passed over this ground,
it will be possible to get on to something more general
and impersonal in its nature. | | Similar Items: | Find |
83 | Author: | Doyle, Arthur Conan | Requires cookie* | | Title: | The Vital Message ![](https://xtf.lib.virginia.edu/xtf/icons/default/i_tei.gif) | | | Published: | 1994 | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | Description: | It has been our fate, among all the innumerable generations
of mankind, to face the most frightful calamity that has ever
befallen the world. There is a basic fact which cannot be
denied, and should not be overlooked. For a most important
deduction must immediately follow from it. That deduction is
that we, who have borne the pains, shall also learn the lesson
which they were intended to convey. If we do not learn it and
proclaim it, then when can it ever be learned and proclaimed,
since there can never again be such a spiritual ploughing and
harrowing and preparation for the seed? If our souls, wearied
and tortured during
these dreadful five years of self-sacrifice and suspense, can show no radical changes, then what
souls will ever respond to a fresh influx of heavenly
inspiration? In that case the state of the human race would
indeed be hopeless, and never in all the coming centuries would
there be any prospect of improvement. | | Similar Items: | Find |
84 | Author: | Du Bois, W. E. Burghardt | Requires cookie* | | Title: | The Freedmen's Bureau ![](https://xtf.lib.virginia.edu/xtf/icons/default/i_tei.gif) | | | Published: | 1994 | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | Description: | THE problem of the twentieth century is the problem of the
color line; the relation of the darker to the lighter races of men
in Asia and Africa, in America and the islands of the sea. It was
a phase of this problem that caused the Civil War; and however much
they who marched south and north in 1861 may have fixed on the
technical points of union and local autonomy as a shibboleth, all
nevertheless knew, as we know, that the question of Negro slavery
was the deeper cause of the conflict. Curious it was, too, how
this deeper question ever forced itself to the surface, despite
effort and disclaimer. No sooner had Northern armies touched
Southern soil than this old question, newly guised, sprang from the
earth, — What shall be done with slaves? Peremptory military
commands, this way and that, could not answer the query; the
Emancipation Proclamation seemed but to broaden and intensify the
difficulties; and so at last there arose in the South a government
of men called the Freedmen's Bureau, which lasted, legally, from
1865 to 1872, but in a sense from 1861 to 1876, and which sought to
settle the Negro problems in the United States of America. | | Similar Items: | Find |
85 | Author: | Du Bois, W. E. Burghardt | Requires cookie* | | Title: | A Negro Schoolmaster in the New South ![](https://xtf.lib.virginia.edu/xtf/icons/default/i_tei.gif) | | | Published: | 1994 | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | Description: | ONCE upon a time I taught school in the hills of Tennessee, where
the broad dark vale of the Mississippi begins to roll and crumple to greet
the Alleghanies. I was a Fisk student then, and all Fisk men think that
Tennessee — beyond the Veil — is theirs alone, and in vacation time they
sally forth in lusty bands to meet the county school commissioners.
Young and happy, I too went, and I shall not soon forget that summer,
ten years ago. | | Similar Items: | Find |
86 | Author: | Du Bois, W. E. Burghardt | Requires cookie* | | Title: | Strivings of the Negro People ![](https://xtf.lib.virginia.edu/xtf/icons/default/i_tei.gif) | | | Published: | 1994 | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | Description: | BETWEEN me and the other world there is ever an unasked
question: unasked by some through feelings of delicacy; by others
through the difficulty of rightly framing it. All, nevertheless,
flutter round it. They approach me in a half-hesitant sort of way,
eye me curiously or compassionately, and then, instead of saying
directly, How does it feel to be a problem? they say, I know an
excellent colored man in my town; or, I fought at Mechanicsville;
or, Do not these Southern outrages make your blood boil? At these
I smile, or am interested, or reduce the boiling to a simmer, as
the occasion may require. To the real question, How does it feel
to be a problem? I answer seldom a word. | | Similar Items: | Find |
87 | Author: | Du Bois, W. E. Burghardt | Requires cookie* | | Title: | Of the Training of Black Men ![](https://xtf.lib.virginia.edu/xtf/icons/default/i_tei.gif) | | | Published: | 1994 | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | Description: | FROM the shimmering swirl of waters where many, many thoughts
ago the slave-ship first saw the square tower of Jamestown have
flowed down to our day three streams of thinking: one from the
larger world here and over-seas, saying, the multiplying of human
wants in culture lands calls for the world-wide co-operation of men
in satisfying them. Hence arises a new human unity, pulling the
ends of earth nearer, and all men, black, yellow, and white. The
larger humanity strives to feel in this contact of living nations
and sleeping hordes a thrill of new life in the world, crying, If
the contact of Life and Sleep be Death, shame on such Life. To be
sure, behind this thought lurks the afterthought of force and
dominion, — the making of brown men to delve when the temptation of
beads and red calico cloys. | | Similar Items: | Find |
89 | Author: | Edwardy, William M. | Requires cookie* | | Title: | The Navajo Indians ![](https://xtf.lib.virginia.edu/xtf/icons/default/i_tei.gif) | | | Published: | 1994 | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | Description: | FORT WINGATE, the largest military post in the Southwest, is
situated some three miles south of the line of the Atlantic and
Pacific Railroad, and not many miles from the Arizona border.
Department head-quarters are situated here, and a garrison of nine
companies, mostly of the Sixth United States Cavalry, and one
company of Indian scouts is constantly maintained. This large
force is considered necessary to guard against any possible
outbreak of the Navajo Indians, who roam over an extensive
reservation, embracing nearly twenty thousand square miles of
territory in northwestern New Mexico and northeastern Arizona. | | Similar Items: | Find |
93 | Author: | Finley, William L. | Requires cookie* | | Title: | The Trail of the Plume-Hunter ![](https://xtf.lib.virginia.edu/xtf/icons/default/i_tei.gif) | | | Published: | 1994 | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | Description: | ALL the morning we plodded the level stretch of sand and sage
in the heat that danced and quivered over the floor of the valley.
In the afternoon we reached the base of the high headland that cuts
like the prow of a huge ocean liner into the heart of Harney
Valley. The trail led straight over a shaled-off pile of boulders,
and zig-zagged up the slope. | | Similar Items: | Find |
96 | Author: | Garland, Hamlin | Requires cookie* | | Title: | Two Stories of Oklahoma ![](https://xtf.lib.virginia.edu/xtf/icons/default/i_tei.gif) | | | Published: | 1994 | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | Description: | NUKO, an Arapahoe warrior, owned a rooster which he kept in his
camp near the agency on the Canadian River of Oklahoma. He guarded
his pet with zealous care. It was his inseparable companion, often
carried under his arm as he galloped across the prairie on his
visits to his friends and relatives. No ridicule could cause him
to neglect his pet. | | Similar Items: | Find |
98 | Author: | Gilman, Arthur | Requires cookie* | | Title: | Women Who Go to College ![](https://xtf.lib.virginia.edu/xtf/icons/default/i_tei.gif) | | | Published: | 1994 | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | Description: | It could be truthfully said thirty years ago that there was no
system in woman's education, and one need not go far backward in
the history of the subject to reach the time when, so far as any
advanced instruction whatever is concerned, woman was almost
completely overlooked. In the Middle Ages, when education was an
accomplishment of the very few, and was considered a necessity for
no one except the professional clerics, and not always for them,
women had a chance to get the small measure of learning that was
within the reach of common men. As the world in general grew
wiser, women were left behind and were obliged to satisfy in
private any scholarly longings that they might have, or to sit
illiterate in their towers embroidering shields for graceless
Launcelots and singing the "song of love and death." | | Similar Items: | Find |
99 | Author: | Gogol, Nikolai Vasilievich | Requires cookie* | | Title: | A May Evening ![](https://xtf.lib.virginia.edu/xtf/icons/default/i_tei.gif) | | | Published: | 1994 | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | Description: | THERE were sounds of merriment in the village, and a chorus of
song murmured, stream-like, through its single street. It was the hour
when lads and lasses, after their hard day's work, meet in the mellow
gloaming to express their feelings in melodies which, though glad, are
never without a strain of sadness. The pensive eventide was dreamily
embracing the blue heaven, and transforming every visible object into
something vague, shadowy, and ghost-like. The brooding gloom settled
into night, and still the stream of song flowed on without
surcease. | | Similar Items: | Find |
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