| | 162 | Author: | Shelley, Mary Wollstonecraft, 1797-1851 | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | Frankenstein  | | | | Published: | 1994 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | You will rejoice to hear that no disaster has accompanied the commencement of an
enterprise which you have regarded with such evil forebodings. I arrived here
yesterday, and my first task is to assure my dear sister of my welfare and
increasing confidence in the success of my undertaking. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 165 | Author: | Steinmetz, Andrew | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | The Gaming Table: Its Votaries and Victims,
In All Times and Countries, especially in England and in France | | | | Published: | 1994 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | A VERY apt allegory has been imagined as the origin of Gaming.
It is said that the Goddess of Fortune, once sporting near the shady pool
of Olympus, was met by the gay and captivating God of War, who soon
allured her to his arms. They were united; but the matrimony was not
holy, and the result of the union was a misfeatured child named Gaming.
From the moment of her birth this wayward thing could only be pleased
by cards, dice, or counters. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 166 | Author: | Stewart, Elinore Pruitt | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | Letters of a Woman Homesteader | | | | Published: | 1994 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | Are you thinking I am lost, like the Babes
in the Wood? Well, I am not and I'm sure
the robins would have the time of their lives
getting leaves to cover me out here. I am
'way up close to the Forest Reserve of Utah,
within half a mile of the line, sixty miles
from the railroad. I was twenty-four hours
on the train and two days on the stage, and
oh, those two days! The snow was just be-ginning to melt and the mud was about the
worst I ever heard of. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 167 | Author: | Stevenson, Robert Louis, 1850-1894 | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde | | | | Published: | 1994 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | Mr. Utterson the lawyer was a man of a rugged countenance that was
never lighted by a smile; cold, scanty and embarrassed in
discourse; backward in sentiment; lean, long, dusty, dreary and
yet somehow lovable. At friendly meetings, and when the wine was
to his taste, something eminently human beaconed from his eye;
something indeed which never found its way into his talk, but
which spoke not only in these silent symbols of the after-dinner
face, but more often and loudly in the acts of his life. He was
austere with himself; drank gin when he was alone, to mortify a
taste for vintages; and though he enjoyed the theater, had not
crossed the doors of one for twenty years. But he had an approved
tolerance for others; sometimes wondering, almost with envy, at
the high pressure of spirits involved in their misdeeds; and in
any extremity inclined to help rather than to reprove. "I incline
to Cain's heresy," he used to say quaintly: "I let my brother go
to the devil in his own way." In this character, it was
frequently his fortune to be the last reputable acquaintance and
the last good influence in the lives of downgoing men. And to
such as these, so long as they came about his chambers, he never
marked a shade of change in his demeanour. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 169 | Author: | Torrey, Bradford | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | On Foot in the Yosemite | | | | Published: | 1994 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | WHEN flocks of wild geese light in the Yosemite, Mr. Muir
tells us, they have hard work to find their way out again.
Whatever direction they take, they are soon stopped by the wall,
the height of which they seem to have an insuperable difficulty in
gauging. There is something mysterious about it, they must think.
The rock looks to be only about so high, but when they should be
flying far over its top, northward or southward as the season may
be, here they are once more beating against its stony face; and
only when, in their bewilderment, they happen to follow the
downward course of the river, do they hit upon an exit. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 171 | Author: | Washington, Booker T. | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | The Awakening of the Negro | | | | Published: | 1994 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | WHEN a mere boy, I saw a young colored man, who had spent
several years in school, sitting in a common cabin in the South,
studying a French grammar. I noted the poverty, the untidiness, the
want of system and thrift, that existed about the cabin,
notwithstanding his knowledge of French and other academic
subjects. Another time, when riding on the outer edges of a town in
the South, I heard the sound of a piano coming from a cabin of the
same kind. Contriving some excuse, I entered, and began a
conversation with the young colored woman who was playing, and
who had recently returned from a boarding-school, where she had
been studying instrumental music among other things. Despite the
fact that her parents were living in a rented cabin, eating poorly
cooked food, surrounded with poverty, and having almost none of the
conveniences of life, she had persuaded them to rent a piano for four
or five dollars per month. Many such instances as these, in
connection with my own struggles, impressed upon me the importance
of making a study of our needs as a race, and applying the remedy
accordingly. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 172 | Author: | Washington, Booker T. | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | Signs of Progress among the Negroes | | | | Published: | 1994 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | IN addition to the problem of educating eight million negroes in
our Southern States and ingrafting them into American citizenship,
we now have the additional responsibility, either directly or
indirectly, of educating and elevating about eight hundred thousand
others of African descent in Cuba and Porto Rico, to say nothing of
the white people of these islands, many of whom are in a condition
about as deplorable as that of the negroes. We have, however, one
advantage in approaching the question of the education of our new
neighbors. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 174 | Author: | Wells, H. G. (Herbert George), 1866-1946 | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | The Crystal Egg | | | | Published: | 1994 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | There was, until a year ago, a little and very grimy-looking shop near
Seven Dials over which, in weather-worn yellow lettering, the name of
"C. Cave, Naturalist and Dealer in Antiquities," was inscribed. The
contents of its window were curiously variegated. They comprised
some elephant tusks and an imperfect set of chessmen, beads and
weapons, a box of eyes, two skulls of tigers and one human, several
moth-eaten stuffed monkeys (one holding a lamp), an old-fashioned
cabinet, a flyblown ostrich egg or so, some fishing-tackle, and an
extraordinarily dirty, empty glass fish tank. There was also, at the
moment the story begins, a mass of crystal, worked into the shape of
an egg and brilliantly polished. And at that two people, who stood
outside the window, were looking, one of them a tall, thin clergyman,
the other a black-bearded young man of dusky complexion and
unobtrusive costume. The dusky young man spoke with eager
gestulation, and seemed anxious for his companion to purchase the article. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 177 | Author: | Wells, H. G. (Herbert George), 1866-1946 | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | The Time Machine | | | | Published: | 1994 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | The Time Traveller (for so it will be convenient to speak of
him) was expounding a recondite matter to us. His grey eyes shone
and twinkled, and his usually pale face was flushed and animated.
The fire burned brightly, and the soft radiance of the
incandescent lights in the lilies of silver caught the bubbles
that flashed and passed in our glasses. Our chairs, being his
patents, embraced and caressed us rather than submitted to be sat
upon, and there was that luxurious after-dinner atmosphere when
thought runs gracefully free of the trammels of precision. And
he put it to us in this way — marking the points with a lean
forefinger — as we sat and lazily admired his earnestness over
this new paradox (as we thought it) and his fecundity. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 179 | Author: | Wharton, Edith, 1862-1937 | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | The House of the Dead Hand | | | | Published: | 1994 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | "Above all," the letter ended, "don't leave Siena without
seeing Doctor Lombard's Leonardo. Lombard is a queer old
Englishman, a mystic or a madman (if the two are not synonymous),
and a devout student of the Italian Renaissance. He has lived for
years in Italy, exploring its remotest corners, and has lately
picked up an undoubted Leonardo, which came to light in a farmhouse
near Bergamo. It is believed to be one of the missing pictures
mentioned by Vasari, and is at any rate, according to the most
competent authorities, a genuine and almost untouched example of
the best period. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 180 | Author: | Wharton, Edith, 1862-1937 | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | The Valley of Childish Things, and Other Emblems | | | | Published: | 1994 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | Once upon a time a number of children lived together in the Valley
of Childish Things, playing all manner of delightful games, and
studying the same lesson-books. But one day a little girl, one of
their number, decided that it was time to see something of the
world about which the lesson-books had taught her; and as none of
the other children cared to leave their games, she set out alone to
climb the pass which led out of the valley. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
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