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281Author:  Merritt, Abraham, 1882-1943Requires cookie*
 Title:  The Metal Monster / by Abraham Merritt  
 Published:  2000 
 Subjects:  University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text 
 Description: IN THIS great crucible of life we call the world—in the vaster one we call the universe—the mysteries lie close packed, uncountable as grains of sand on ocean's shores. They thread gigantic, the star-flung spaces; they creep, atomic, beneath the microscope's peering eye. They walk beside us, unseen and unheard, calling out to us, asking why we are deaf to their crying, blind to their wonder.
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282Author:  Mill, John Stuart, 1806-1873Requires cookie*
 Title:  The autobiography of John Stuart Mill  
 Published:  2000 
 Subjects:  University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text 
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283Author:  Milton, John, 1608-1674Requires cookie*
 Title:  Paradise Regained / by John Milton  
 Published:  2000 
 Subjects:  University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text 
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284Author:  Millay, Edna St. VincentRequires cookie*
 Title:  Renascence and Other Poems  
 Published:  2000 
 Subjects:  University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text 
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285Author:  Neihardt, John G.Requires cookie*
 Title:  "The Alien" / By John G. Neihardt  
 Published:  2000 
 Subjects:  University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text 
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286Author:  Raine, William McLeodRequires cookie*
 Title:  "At the Dropping-off Place"  
 Published:  2000 
 Subjects:  University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text 
 Description: IN THE cabin situated on Lot 10, Block E, Water Street, Eagle City, Alaska, four men were striving to wear away the torment-laden, sleepless Yukon night. It was twelve o'clock by the Waterbury watch which hung on the wall, but save for a slight murkiness there was no sign of darkness. The mosquitoes hummed with a fiendish pertinacity that effectually precluded sleep. The thermometer registered one hundred degrees of torture. A thick smoke from four pipes and a smudge-fire hung cloudlike over the room, but entirely failed to disturb the countless pests.
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287Author:  Sadlier, Anna T.Requires cookie*
 Title:  Arabella  
 Published:  2000 
 Subjects:  University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text 
 Description: Arabella stood thoughtfully there on that ridge of land, where the brown earth was studded with daisies and mulleins, the common children of the soil. The sky was a clear gold at the horizon, and Arabella, gazing thereon, pondered on something she had just heard. She had suddenly become an heiress. She looked down on her plain, brown frock, at her coarse shoes, and at her hands roughened by work about the house. She had been the orphan, the charity-child, and now —
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288Author:  Sandburg, CarlRequires cookie*
 Title:  Chicago Poems  
 Published:  2000 
 Subjects:  University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text 
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289Author:  Sinclair, Upton, 1878-1968Requires cookie*
 Title:  The Jungle  
 Published:  2000 
 Subjects:  University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text 
 Description: It was four o'clock when the ceremony was over and the carriages began to arrive. There had been a crowd following all the way, owing to the exuberance of Marija Berczynskas. The occasion rested heavily upon Marija's broad shoulders—it was her task to see that all things went in due form, and after the best home traditions; and, flying wildly hither and thither, bowling every one out of the way, and scolding and exhorting all day with her tremendous voice, Marija was too eager to see that others conformed to the proprieties to consider them herself. She had left the church last of all, and, desiring to arrive first at the hall, had issued orders to the coachman to drive faster. When that personage had developed a will of his own in the matter, Marija had flung up the window of the carriage, and, leaning out, proceeded to tell him her opinion of him, first in Lithuanian, which he did not understand, and then in Polish, which he did. Having the advantage of her in altitude, the driver had stood his ground and even ventured to attempt to speak; and the result had been a furious altercation, which, continuing all the way down Ashland Avenue, had added a new swarm of urchins to the cortege at each side street for half a mile.
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290Author:  Stevenson, Robert Louis, 1850-1894Requires cookie*
 Title:  Across the Plains: With Other Memories and Essays  
 Published:  2000 
 Subjects:  University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text 
 Description: MONDAY. -It was, if I remember rightly, five o'clock when we were all signalled to be present at the Ferry Depot of the railroad. An emigrant ship had arrived at New York on the Saturday night, another on the Sunday morning, our own on Sunday afternoon, a fourth early on Monday; and as there is no emigrant train on Sunday a great part of the passengers from these four ships was concentrated on the train by which I was to travel. There was a babel of bewildered men, women, and children. The wretched little booking-office, and the baggage-room, which was not much larger, were crowded thick with emigrants, and were heavy and rank with the atmosphere of dripping clothes. Open carts full of bedding stood by the half-hour in the rain. The officials loaded each other with recriminations. A bearded, mildewed little man, whom I take to have been an emigrant agent, was all over the place, his mouth full of brimstone, blustering and interfering. It was plain that the whole system, if system there was, had utterly broken down under the strain of so many passengers.
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291Author:  Stevenson, Robert Louis, 1850-1894Requires cookie*
 Title:  The Silverado Squatters  
 Published:  2000 
 Subjects:  University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text 
 Description: THE scene of this little book is on a high mountain. There are, indeed, many higher; there are many of a nobler outline. It is no place of pilgrimage for the summary globe-trotter; but to one who lives upon its sides, Mount Saint Helena soon becomes a centre of interest. It is the Mont Blanc of one section of the Californian Coast Range, none of its near neighbours rising to one-half its altitude. It looks down on much green, intricate country. It feeds in the spring-time many splashing brooks. From its summit you must have an excellent lesson of geography: seeing, to the south, San Francisco Bay, with Tamalpais on the one hand and Monte Diablo on the other; to the west and thirty miles away, the open ocean; eastward, across the corn-lands and thick tule swamps of Sacramento Valley, to where the Central Pacific railroad begins to climb the sides of the Sierras; and northward, for what I know, the white head of Shasta looking down on Oregon. Three counties, Napa County, Lake County, and Sonoma County, march across its cliffy shoulders. Its naked peak stands nearly four thousand five hundred feet above the sea; its sides are fringed with forest; and the soil, where it is bare, glows warm with cinnabar.
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292Author:  Tagore, RabindranathRequires cookie*
 Title:  Gitanjali,  
 Published:  2000 
 Subjects:  University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text 
 Description: Thou hast made me endless, such is thy pleasure. This frail vessel thou emptiest again and again, and fillest it ever with fresh life.
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293Author:  Thanet, OctaveRequires cookie*
 Title:  The Day of The Cyclone  
 Published:  2000 
 Subjects:  University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text 
 Description: IT was a warm day. Perhaps but for that it might not have happened, since Captain Barris is a most temperate man. Unluckily the day was warm, very warm, and Archy was tired with a long ride in the "accommodation train:" and a vision of a glass of beer — cool, foaming, pleasantly stinging — rose before him. He had just been stationed at Rock Island Arsenal, and all his knowledge of the town of Grinnell was the fact that he had inherited some property within its limits. Quite innocently, therefore, he stared about him for some sign of refreshment.
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294Author:  Tolstoy, Leo graf, 1828-1910Requires cookie*
 Title:  Father Sergius  
 Published:  2000 
 Subjects:  University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text 
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295Author:  Tolstoy, Count IlyaRequires cookie*
 Title:  My Last Visit to My Mother  
 Published:  2000 
 Subjects:  University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text 
 Description: WITH all the other appalling news from Russia comes word of the devastation of the home of Leo Tolstoy and the burning of his manuscripts. This news is so horrible that I cannot believe it is true. I cannot believe the people can be so blinded as to attack a helpless old woman, the widow of the greatest man of Russia, and destroy the precious relics that have no other value except that of preserving the memory of this man.
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296Author:  Twain, Mark, 1835-1910Requires cookie*
 Title:  The Great Revolution in Pitcairn  
 Published:  2000 
 Subjects:  University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text 
 Description: LET me refresh the reader's memory a little. Nearly a hundred years ago the crew of the British ship Bounty mutinied, set the captain and his officers adrift upon the open sea, took possession of the ship, and sailed southward. They procured wives for themselves among the natives of Tahiti, then proceeded to a lonely little rock in mid-Pacific, called Pitcairn's Island, wrecked the vessel, stripped her of everything that might be useful to a new colony, and established themselves on shore.
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297Author:  Twain, Mark, 1835-1910Requires cookie*
 Title:  Life on the Mississippi  
 Published:  2000 
 Subjects:  University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text 
 Description: THE Mississippi is well worth reading about. It is not a commonplace river, but on the contrary is in all ways remarkable. Considering the Missouri its main branch, it is the longest river in the world—four thousand three hundred miles. It seems safe to say that it is also the crookedest river in the world, since in one part of its journey it uses up one thousand three hundred miles to cover the same ground that the crow would fly over in six hundred and seventy-five. It discharges three times as much water as the St. Lawrence, twenty-five times as much as the Rhine, and three hundred and thirty-eight times as much as the Thames. No other river has so vast a drainage-basin: it draws its water supply from twenty-eight States and Territories; from Delaware, on the Atlantic seaboard, and from all the country between that and Idaho on the Pacific slope—a spread of forty-five degrees of longitude. The Mississippi receives and carries to the Gulf water from fifty-four subordinate rivers that are navigable by steamboats, and from some hundreds that are navigable by flats and keels. The area of its drainage-basin is as great as the combined areas of England, Wales, Scotland, Ireland, France, Spain, Portugal, Germany, Austria, Italy, and Turkey; and almost all this wide region is fertile; the Mississippi valley, proper, is exceptionally so.
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298Author:  Brock: Webbe, JohnRequires cookie*
 Title:  A discourse concerning paper money: in which its principles are laid open; and a method, plain and easy, for introducing and continuing a plenty, without lessening the present value of it, is demonstrated. / by John Webbe  
 Published:  2000 
 Subjects:  University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text 
 Description: The value of the paper-money of Pennsylvania notwithstanding the obvious manner of accounting for it, is attributed by many to the land-security on which it is lent; and in support of this notion, the following argument, whoever first broached it, has been printed; which I shall particularly examine; for as it has been generally adopted, it cannot with decency be condemned in the lump. It runs thus. As those who take bills out of the banks in Europe put in money for security, so here we engage our Land. And as bills issued upon money security are money, so bills issued upon land security are, in effect, coined land. Now the Banks of Europe do actually borrow the money lodged with them, and therefore give their notes as a security for the repayment. But the paper-money-bank of Pennsylvania, to which the argument is applied, does not borrow but lend money, and therefore takes security from the borrowers for the repayment at the times stipulated. The two cases then, instead of having the least resemblance, being essentially opposite; it is impossible that any conclusion drawn from the one should be applicable to the other. Indeed the bills given by an European bank have the same power as the silver promised by 'em; because the possessors have a right to receive, and do also receive on demand the very sums expressed by such bills. But those of Pennsylvania cannot, for a like reason, nor for any reason, be considered as land; for tho' they be lent upon land, yet the possessors have no right to demand from any man, or any body of men, any land for 'em.
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299Author:  Wharton, Edith, 1862-1937Requires cookie*
 Title:  "A Grave" / by Edith Wharton  
 Published:  2000 
 Subjects:  University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text 
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300Author:  Wharton, Edith, 1862-1937Requires cookie*
 Title:  "The Great Blue Tent"  
 Published:  2000 
 Subjects:  University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text 
 Description: Special Cable to THE NEW YORK TIMES. PARIS, Aug. 24.—Edith Wharton has written the following poem for The New York Times:
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