...nia State University is an equal opportunity university. Contents THE GOD FROM THE MACHINE ............................................................. ... Story of the Gadsbys In Black and White By Rudyard Kipling 1895 THE GOD FROM THE MACHINE Hit a man an’ help a woman, an’ ye can’t be far wrong anyw... ... Mulvaney. THE I NEXPRESSIBLES gave a ball. They borrowed a seven- pounder from the Gunners, and wreathed it with laurels, and made the dancing-floor ... ...row you a rope?’ They weren’t going to let down a fine 15 Rudyard Kipling new man-of-war’s boat to pick up three half-drowned rats. We accepted the i... ...hem wot’s really fitted to decorate society get no show while a blunderin’ Yorkshireman like you—’ ‘Nay,’ says I, ‘it’s none o’ t’ blunderin’ Yorkshir... ...hall have him, marm, for I’ve a feelin’ heart, not like this could-blooded Yorkshireman; but ‘twill cost ye not a penny less than three hundher rupees... ...g, and had lost touch of England. Mulvaney knew a contractor on one of the new Central India lines, and wrote to him for some sort of work. The 23 Ru... ...id that I stretched Scrub Greene an’ wint to the orf ’cer’s tent. ’T was a new little bhoy—not wan I’d iver seen before. He was sittin’ in his tent, p... ...me the most constant of her few admirers. He possessed a head that English artists at home would rave over and paint amid impossible sur- roundings—a ...

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... his fireside and delighted to be found there any after- noon in the year, from five o’clock on, by such visitors as Brooksmith allowed to come up. Br... ... and deep must such a probation have been to him, and he doubtless emerged from it tempered and purified. This was written to a certain extent in his ... ...rooksmith’s following them. I know Mr. Offord used to read passages to him from Montaigne and Saint-Simon, for he read perpetually when alone— when th... ...t, in silence. I thought he looked lean and wasted, and I guessed that his new place wasn’t more “human” than his previous one. There was plenty of be... ...take it as a rare honour. I went the next day—his messenger had given me a new address—and found my friend lodged in a short sor- did street in Maryle... ...d anything so gross as to be represented on canvas; but the scruples of my new friends appeared almost insurmountable. Yet the gentleman might have sa... ...s,” her husband threw off. He further mentioned that they didn’t know many artists and that they had gone first, on the off-chance—he painted views of... ...w I had been odd enough—they were prepared by this time to allow oddity to artists—to pick a foreign vagabond out of the streets when I might have had... ...a future, whose early work would some day have a price, by a lady from New York, a friend of his own people and also, as it happened, of Addie’s, the ...

...thing of his own over and above; a good deal confined, by his infirmities, to his fireside and delighted to be found there any afternoon in the year, from five o?clock on, by such visitors as Brooksmith allowed to come up....

...ity university. 3 Frank Norris The Pit A Story of Chicago By FRANK NORRIS NEW YO NEW YO NEW YO NEW YO NEW YORK RK RK RK RK 1903 1903 1903 1903 1903 D... ...American wheat. When complete, they will form the story of a crop of wheat from the time of its sowing as seed in California to the time of its consum... ... in the preparation of the following novel are due to Mr. G. D. Moulson of New York, Whose unwearied patience and untiring kindness helped him to the ... ...measured obligation and gratitude to Her Who Helped the Most of All. F. N. NEW YORK June 4, 1901. 5 Frank Norris I I I I I AT EIGHT O’CLOCK in the in... ..., slow-moving press of men and women in evening dress filled the vestibule from one wall to an- other. A confused murmur of talk and the shuffling of ... ...ed murmur of talk and the shuffling of many feet arose on all sides, while from time to time, when the outside and inside doors of the entrance chance... ... books, score books and librettos; score books with photographs of all the artists.” However, in the vestibule the press was thinning out. It was unde... ...scrambling to his feet, joined hands with the baritone, soprano, and other artists, and all bowed repeatedly. Then the curtain fell for the last time,... ...rt. And the last act of the opera did not wholly absorb her attention. The artists came and went, the orchestra wailed and boomed, the audience applau...

...elpless in her dead cerements of a Consti- tution, you gathering in on her from all lands, with your armaments and plots, your invadings and truculent... ...for it, becomes transcendental; and must now seek its wild way through the New, Chaotic,—where Force is not yet distinguished into Bidden and Forbidde... ...hich therefore let us two, O Reader, dwell on willingly, for a little; and from its endless significance endeavour to extract what may, in present cir... ..., on the whole, darkness. But thus too, when foul old Rome had to be swept from the Earth, and those Northmen, and other 8 The French Revolution - V ... ... hand, on this waste aspect of a France all stirring and whirling, in ways new, untried, had been able to discern where the cardinal movement lay; whi... ...umour; driven now to their last trump-card?—Be patient, ye Pa- triots: our New High Court, ‘Tribunal of the Seventeenth,’ sits; each Section has sent ... ...ey-species. Man-midwives, as Levasseur of the Sarthe, are not wanting. Nor Artists: gross David, with the swoln cheek, has long painted, with ge- nius... ...And En- gland has donned the red coat; and marches, with Royal Highness of York,—whom some once spake of inviting to be our King. Changed that humour ... ...x. 278-334).) Conde is ca- pitulating to the Austrians; Royal Highness of York, these several weeks, fiercely batters Valenciennes. For, alas, our fo...

...act, to none of the numerous societies which swarm in the English capital, from the Harmonic to that of 4 Around the World in 80 Days the Entomologis... ... with whom he had an open credit. His cheques were regularly paid at sight from his account current, which was always flush. Was Phileas Fogg rich? Un... ...spirit. It was at least certain that Phileas Fogg had not absented himself from London for many years. Those who were honoured by a better acquaintanc... ... Fogg was seated, and James Forster, the dismissed servant, appeared. “The new servant,” said he. A young man of thirty advanced and bowed. “Y ou are ... ...f without a word. Passepartout heard the street door shut once; it was his new master going out. He heard it shut again; it was his 7 Jules Verne pre... ... somewhat flurried, “I’ve seen people at Madame T ussaud’s as lively as my new master!” Madame T ussaud’s “people,” let it be said, are of wax, and ar... ...etectives has- tened off to Liverpool, Glasgow, Havre, Suez, Brindisi, New York, and other ports, inspired by the proffered reward of two thousand pou... ... But, instead of forming a pyramid by mounting each other’s shoulders, the artists were to group themselves on top of the noses. It happened that the ... ...ves on the floor, their noses point- ing to the ceiling. A second group of artists disposed them- selves on these long appendages, then a third above ...

...oss The Plains by Robert Louis Stevenson CHAPTER I ACROSS THE PLAINS LEA VES FROM THE NOTEBOOK OF AN EMIGRANT BETWEEN NEW YORK AND SAN FRANCISCO MONDA... ...CHAPTER I ACROSS THE PLAINS LEA VES FROM THE NOTEBOOK OF AN EMIGRANT BETWEEN NEW YORK AND SAN FRANCISCO MONDAY. – It was, if I remember rightly, five ... ... 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... ...; 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 tra... ...misery and danger. I followed the porters into a long shed reaching downhill from West Street to the river. It was dark, the wind blew clean through i... ...old coun- try mornings; more purple, brown, and smoky orange in those of the new. It may be from habit, but to me the com- ing of day is less fresh an... ...elieve that the name of Hills had become famous. Siron’s inn, that excellent artists’ barrack, was managed upon easy principles. At any hour of the ni... ...subsequent achievement appears dull and earthly in com- parison. We were all artists; almost all in the age of illusion, cultivating an imaginary geni... ...u may remind me, even with unfaltering and delighted industry, many thousand artists spend their lives, if the result be regarded, utterly in vain: a ...

..., etc. Here, my dear Nodier, is a book filled with deeds that are screened from the action of the laws by the closed doors of domestic life; but as to... ... how fatal the results of feminine weakness, how great the dangers arising from selfish interests when indulged without restraint. May a society which... ... means of an education other than that of a lay university. In the “Scenes from Military Life” so many fine natures, so many high and noble self-devot... ...s by an attracting force quite equal to the repel- ling force which drives artists away from it. We do not suffi- ciently study the social potentialit... ...le fabric of France destroyed, went to work to reconstruct everything. The new official never showed fa- tigue, never cried “Enough.” Projects, report... ... Madame Bridau the same lively pleasure they afford to provincials who are new to Paris. Agathe, who was obliged to accept the formal dinners sometime... ...e the dens of ferocious animals known to the bourgeoisie under the name of artists,—under that of tyro, or rapin, in the studios. Into these dens they... ... des Beaux-Arts, which stands near by. From the windows of Madame Bridau’s new abode, a glance could penetrate the depths of those melancholy barred c... ...ad been teased. The whole scene, in which the rough play and real heart of artists were revealed, and which the boy instinctively understood, made a g...

...ery noisy. Look at the faces of the actors and buffoons when they come off from their business; and Tom Fool washing the paint off his cheeks before h... ...Sambo, the black servant, has just rung the bell; and the coach- man has a new red waistcoat.” “Have you completed all the necessary preparations inci... ...Pinkerton, was an object of as deep veneration as would have been a letter from a sovereign. Only when her pupils quitted the establishment, or when t... ... work which she invariably pre- sented to her scholars, on their departure from the Mall. On the cover was inserted a copy of “Lines addressed to a yo... ...s with it; it formed the delight of Newman Street, Gerrard Street, and the Artists’ quarter: and the young painters, when they came to take their gin-... ...Thus the world began for these two young ladies. For Amelia it was quite a new, fresh, brilliant world, with all the bloom upon it. It was not quite a... ...ew, fresh, brilliant world, with all the bloom upon it. It was not quite a new one for Rebecca—(indeed, if the truth must be told with respect to the ... ...boy embarked for Canada, he gave the officers such a dinner as the Duke of York might have sat down to. Had he ever refused a bill when George drew on...

...o of the women wept. Any one who had come aboard might have supposed we were all absconding from the law. There was scarce a word interchanged, and no... ..., the varied accents in which they converse, the crying of their children terrified by this new experience, or the clean flat smack of the parental ha... ...table and that of the true steerage passenger was the table itself, and the crockery plates from which we ate. But lest I should show myself ungratefu... ...ical disparity; and even by the pal- ate I could distinguish a smack of snuff in the former from a flavour of boiling and dish-cloths in the second. A... ...of her endeavour was bent upon keeping her watch true to Glasgow time till she should reach New York. They had heard reports, her husband and she, of ... ...ree or common accent among English-speaking men who follow the sea. They catch a twang in a New England Port; from a cockney skipper, even a Scotsman ... ... drawing ever nearer the beginning of the wood, you will arrive at last before an inn where artists lodge. T o the door (for I imagine it to be six o’... ...stract the attention, for one thing, and the forest is more itself. It is not bedotted with artists’ sunshades as with unknown mushrooms, nor bestrewn... ...tournaments are organised at chess, draughts, billiards and whist. Once and again wandering artists drop into our mountain valley, com- ing you know n...

...R I JUST AFTER PASSING Caraher’s saloon, on the County Road that ran south from Bonneville, and that divided the Broderson ranch from that of Los Muer... ... the faint and prolonged blowing of a steam whistle that he knew must come from the railroad shops near the depot at Bonneville. In starting out from ... ...he day seemed always at noon, and the sun blazed white hot over the valley from the Coast Range in the west to the foothills of the Sierras in the eas... ... his poem should be of the West, that world’s frontier of Romance, where a new race, a new people—hardy, brave, and passionate—were building an empire... ... father’s letter. “He holds, Ulsteen does, that ‘grain rates as low as the new figure would amount to confiscation of property, and that, on such a ba... ...rran, grinding his teeth. “He was up in the city the whole of the time the new schedule was being drawn, and he and Ulsteen and the Railroad Commissio... ...ir, such as one sees in the saints and evan- gelists of the pre-Raphaelite artists, hung over his ears. Presley again remarked his pointed beard, blac... ...a for the entire Fake. The decayed professors, virtuosi, litterateurs, and artists thronged to the place en masse. Their clamour filled all the air. O... ... furthermore caused the poem to be illustrated by one of the paper’s staff artists in a most im- pressive fashion. The whole affair occupied an entire...

... 6 sulphur and stone and other obstructing inborn heredities, brought down from the old geologic ages—prejudices, let us call them. Prejudices which n... ...trong ones. In each case, to get the best results, you must free the metal from its obstructing prejudicial ones by education— smelting, refining, and... ...e odds and ends of thoughts, impressions, feelings, gathered unconsciously from a thou sand books, a thousand conversations, and from streams of thou... ...d, “I am told that you are a coward!” It was not he that turned over the new leaf—she did it for him. He must not strut around in the merit of it—i... ...es of outside influences—we originate nothing within. Whenever we take a new line of thought and drift into a new line of belief and action, the imp... ...inally he found himself examining it. From that moment his progress in his new trend was steady and rapid. He became a believ ing Christian. And now ... ...haracter and deeply religious. An earnest and practical laborer in the New York slums comes up there on vacation—he is leader of a section of the Univ... ... English, and that answered very well. English and alien poets, statesmen, artists, heroes, battles, plagues, cataclysms, revolutions—we shoveled them... ...ock for the chief roles, and one of these is composed of the most renowned artists in the world, with Materna and Alvary in the lead. I suppose a doub...

...y was full of such grotesqueries, but the clean towers were thrusting them from the business center, and on the farther hills were shining new houses,... ...sting them from the business center, and on the farther hills were shining new houses, homes—they seemed—for laughter and tranquillity. Over a concret... ... hood and noiseless engine. These people in evening clothes were returning from an all-night rehearsal of a Little Theater play, an artistic adventure... ...elow the bridge curved a railroad, a maze of green and crimson lights. The New York Flyer boomed past, and twenty lines of polished steel leaped into ... ...st spun away. Cues of men with lunch-boxes clumped toward the immensity of new factories, sheets of glass and hollow tile, glittering shops where five... ... in the darkness beyond mysterious groves. When at last he could slip away from the crowded house he darted to her. His wife, his clamoring friends, s... ...to chumminess with the arts. He called on the famous actors and vaudeville artists when they came to town, gave them cigars, addressed them by their f... ...ift-books”—large, expensive editions of fairy-tales illustrated by English artists and as yet un- read by any Babbitt save Tinka. In a corner by the f... ...es, gosh, we got to have some boob for au- dience, when a bunch of hot-air artists like Frink and Littlefield get going.” “Well, dear—I meant to speak...

... say that the first movable types were made on birch sticks—BUCHSTABE—hence the name. I was taught a lesson in political economy in Frankfort. I had b... ...ere the rule. The little children of both sexes were nearly always nice enough to take into a body’s lap. And as for the uniforms of the soldiers, the... ...ne as their clothes. In one of the shops I had the luck to stumble upon a book which has charmed me nearly to death. It is entitled THE LEGENDS OF THE... ...t no tourist ever TELLS them. So this little book fed me in a very hungry place; and I, in my turn, intend to feed my reader, with one or two little l... ...onage who is called the Portier (who is not the Porter, but is a sort of first-mate of a hotel) [1. See Appendix A] appeared at the door in a spick-an... ...e than even the black one had done. But he patiently fixed and refixed it until it was exactly right and lay precisely in the middle of the black carp... ...But I did not care, for I had come out for a pedestrian tour anyway. CHAPTER XIV Rafting Down the Neckar WHEN THE LANDLORD LEARNED that I and my agent... ...k out of Heilbronn, but called up Go”tz von Berlichingen’s horse and cab and made us ride. I made a sketch of the turnout. It is not a Work, it is onl... ...longer. I judge so from the fact that hundreds of old gravestones have been removed from the graves and placed against the inner walls of the cemetery...

...N, at low water, Mr. Isbister, a young artist lodging at Boscastle, walked from that place to the pictur- esque cove of Pentargen, desiring to examine... ...ances, prompted him to keep the conver- sation going. “I’ve never suffered from sleeplessness myself,” he said in a tone of commonplace gossip, “but i... ...men were silent. “Exercise?” suggested Isbister diffidently, with a glance from his interlocutor’s face of wretchedness to the touring cos- tume he wo... ...e tried. Unwisely perhaps. I have fol- lowed the coast, day after day—from New Quay. It has only added muscular fatigue to the mental. The cause of th... ...o retreating men and fell again, and immediately Graham was alone with the new comer and the purple-robed man with the flaxen beard. For a space the t... ...empty glass to the busy figures and trying to ignore the scru- tiny of the new comer. “Is that—some sort of force—laid on?” “Yes,” said the man with t... .... “But you called him— “A capillotomist—precisely! He is one of the finest artists in the world.” Graham sat down abruptly. The flaxen-bearded man dis... ...nd cities of Western America, after two hundred years still jealous of New York, London, and the East, had risen almost unanimously two days before at... ...led away the social pretensions of all such people. “Are any of your great artists or authors here?” “No authors. They are mostly such queer people—an...

...and made what it could of them. And after that was over I let myself loose from limits of time and length altogether and have ex- panded these memoran... ...ICS HYSICS HYSICS AS A PRELIMINARY to that experiment in mutual confession from which this book arose, I found it necessary to consider and state cert... ...g at once difficult and fruitless, as an idle system of en- quiries remote from any human interest. I suppose this odd misconception arose from the vu... ...he surviving fragments of his teaching enable one to understand him, and a new for- ward movement from that recovered ground. 8 First and Last Things... ...atory material, my perception of the world of fact widened and widened, by new sights and sounds, by reading and hear- ing descriptions and histories,... ...iduals are inaccessible in time— are in other words dead and gone—and each new individual in that species does, in the distinction of its own individu... ...er you understand it or you do not. Every true artist and many who are not artists know—they know there is something that shows suddenly—it may be in ... ...entific in- vestigators, many sociological and philosophical workers, many artists, teachers and the like. Even when such people are fairly prosperous... ... will never read it, much less give me a word of praise for it. And I miss York Powell’s friendly laughter and Henley’s exuberant welcome. They made a...

...ery noisy. Look at the faces of the actors and buffoons when they come off from their business; and Tom Fool washing the paint off his cheeks before h... ...Sambo, the black servant, has just rung the bell; and the coach- man has a new red waistcoat.” “Have you completed all the necessary preparations inci... ...Pinkerton, was an object of as deep veneration as would have been a letter from a sovereign. Only when her pupils quitted the establishment, or when t... ... work which she invariably pre- sented to her scholars, on their departure from the Mall. On the cover was inserted a copy of “Lines addressed to a yo... ...s with it; it formed the delight of Newman Street, Gerrard Street, and the Artists’ quarter: and the young painters, when they came to take their gin-... ...Thus the world began for these two young ladies. For Amelia it was quite a new, fresh, brilliant world, with all the bloom upon it. It was not quite a... ...ew, fresh, brilliant world, with all the bloom upon it. It was not quite a new one for Rebecca—(indeed, if the truth must be told with respect to the ... ...s studio. Lords come up to my door with stars and garters, instead of poor artists with screws of to- bacco in their pockets. I have a gentleman for m... ...great company in Rome thronged to his saloons—Princes, Dukes, Ambassadors, artists, fiddlers, monsignori, young bears with their leaders—every rank an...

...er Scott THE TAPESTRIED CHAMBER INTRODUCTION. This is another little story from The Keepsake of 1828. It was told to me many years ago by the late Mis... ...nsiderable effect—much greater, indeed, than any one would be apt to guess from the style of her written performances. There are hours and moods when ... ...IED CHAMBER; OR, THE LADY IN THE SACQUE. T he following narrative is given from the pen, so far as memory permits, in the same character in which it w... ... oaks and tangled thickets, the turrets of a castle as old as the walls of York and Lancaster, but which seemed to have received important al- teratio... ...e.” The General made a suitable reply, and congratulated his friend on his new dignities, and the possession of a place and domain so beautiful. “Nay,... ...it, to be opened, and, without destroying its air of antiquity, I had such new articles of furniture placed in it as became the modern times. Yet, as ... ...presume that it may be acceptable as a hint to some one among the numerous artists who have of late years distinguished themselves as rear- ing up and...

...o give the form of a white house-front. “Oh, come when we’d five to choose from. At least if you count the Chicago flat.” “So we had—you wonder!” He l... ...ng loveliness of the night, she was aware only of the warm current running from palm to palm, as the moonlight below them drew its line of magic from ... ...Apples of silver in a net-work of gold ….” They leaned together, one flesh from shoulder to finger-tips, their eyes held by the snared glitter of the ... ...able voyages …. And so, when Susy Branch, whom he had sought out through a New Y ork season as the prettiest and most amusing girl in sight, had sur- ... ...stimulating power—distant journeys, the enjoyment of art, the contact with new scenes and strange societies—were becoming less and less attainable. La... ...er known …. His thoughts travelled on. He recalled the long dull spring in New Y ork after his break with Susy, the weary grind on his last articles, ... ...ent she could give herself the air of being dressed by the same consummate artists. But these had become minor interests: the past few months had give... ...having pounced on his ‘Spring Snow Storm’ in a dark corner of the American Artists’ exhibition—skied, if you please! They skied him less than a year a... ...fore Violet had ever heard of him. Why, on the opening day of the American Artists’ exhibition, last winter, I stopped short before his ‘Spring Snow-S...

...e, busy upon doors and window-frames and wainscoting. A scent of pine-wood from a tentlike pile of planks outside the open door mingled itself with th... ...sincere, Thy conscience as the noonday clear. Such a voice could only come from a broad chest, and the broad chest belonged to a large-boned, muscular... ... with the light paper cap, and the keen glance of the dark eyes that shone from under strongly marked, prominent and mobile eyebrows, indicated a mixt... ...ound heads lolling forward in quilted linen caps. Now and then there was a new arrival; perhaps a slouching labourer, who, having eaten his supper, ca... ...ounced the pleasures of the Holly Bush for the sake of seeing life under a new form. But both styles of wit were treated with equal contempt by Mr. Jo... ...gave a long cough, as if he were clearing his throat in order to come to a new understanding with him- self; Chad Cranage lifted up his leather skull-... ...ou, Mr. Bede, if you’ll go 200 Adam Bede and send her in; an’ there’s the York and Lankester roses beautiful in the garden now—you’ll like to see ‘em... ...pink-and-white kind, which doubtless dated from the union of the houses of York and Lancaster. Adam was wise enough to choose a compact Provence rose ... ...y, broad-grinning sort, apparently observed in most districts vis- ited by artists. The mild radiance of a smile was a rare sight on a field-labourer’...

... London Bridge at noon on a gusty April day, was almost magically detached from his con- flict with the gale by some sly strip of slipperiness, abound... ...ockney crow-word of the day, or a word that had stuck in the fellow’s head from the perusal of his pothouse newspaper columns? Furthermore, the plea o... ...ewspaper columns? Furthermore, the plea of a fall, and the plea of a shock from a fall, required to account for the triviality of the mind, were humil... ... the infinitely little while threading his way to a haberdasher’s shop for new white waistcoats. Under the shadow of the rep- resentative statue of Ci... ...,’ exclaimed Mr. Radnor. ‘He informed me that Mrs. Burman has heard of the new mansion.’ ‘My place at Lakelands?’ Mr. Radnor’s clear-water eyes harden... ...tain yet?’ 42 One of Our Conquerors ‘It’s a large estate, mama, and a big new house.’ Nataly’s bosom sank. ‘ Ah me! here’s misery! I ought to have kn... ..., see!’ said Fenellan, ‘here’s the case. Miss Natalia Dreighton, of a good Yorkshire family—a large one, reads an advertisement for the post of compan... ...ure Irish are quick at the feelings of the Celtic French. Nataly came of a Yorkshire stock; she had the bravery, humaneness and generous temper of our... ... to female char- acter. That likewise may be the hypocrite’s mask. Popular artists, intent to gratify the national taste for ef- fects called realisti...