Chapter 3 When she went into Kitty’s little room, a pretty, pink little room, full of knick-knacks in vieux saxe, as fresh, and pink, and white, and gay as Kitty herself had been two months ago, Dolly remembered how they had decorated the room the year before together, with what love and gaiety. Her heart turned cold when she saw Kitty sitting on a low chair near the door, her eyes fixed immovably on a corner of the rug. Kitty glanced at her sister, and the cold, rather ill-tempered expression of her face did not change. "I’m just going now, and I shall have to keep in and you won’t be able to come to see me," said Dolly, sitting down beside her. "I want to talk to you." "What about?" Kitty asked swiftly, lifting her head in dismay. "What should it be, but your trouble?" "I have no trouble." "Nonsense, Kitty. Do ...
The Resurrection CHAPTER III. At the time when Maslova, exhausted by the long walk, was approaching with the armed convoy the building in which court was held, the same nephew of the ladies that brought her up, Prince Dmitri Ivanovitch Nekhludoff, who deceived her, lay on his high, soft, spring feather-bed, in spotless Holland linen, smoking a cigarette. He was gazing before him, contemplating the events of the previous day and considering what he had before him for that day. As he thought of the previous evening, spent at the Korchagins, a wealthy and influential family, whose daughter, rumor had it, he was to marry, he sighed, and throwing away the butt of his cigarette, he was on the point of taking another from the silver cigarette holder, but changed his mind. Half rising, he slipped his smooth, white feet into the slippers, threw a silk morning gown over his broad shoulders, and with quick and heavy stride, walked into the adjoining dressing-room, which w...
Why do you clothe me with scarlet of shame?
Why do you point with your finger of scorn?
What is the crime that you hissingly name
When you sneer in my ears, "Thou bastard born?"
Am I not as the rest of you,
With a hope to reach, and a dream to live?
With a soul to suffer, a heart to know
The pangs that the thrusts of the heartless give?"
I am no monster! Look at me --
Straight in my eyes, that they do not shrink!
Is there aught in them you can see
To merit this hemlock you make me drink?
This poison that scorches my soul like fire,
That burns and burns until love is dry,
And I shrivel with hate, as hot as a pyre,
A corpse, while its smoke curls up to the sky?
Will you touch my hand? I... (From : Anarchy Archives.)
Before The Burial
by Octave Mirbeau (1848-1917)
Translated from the French by Robert Helms
"Avant L'Enterrement" first appeared in the Paris newspaper Gil Blas on April 19, 1887
Mr. Poivret got down from his wagon in front of the shop owned by
his son-in-law Pierre Gasselin, tied the horse to a thick iron ring and, after three times checking the tightness of the tether's knot, he entered the butcher shop cracking his horse-whip.
"Anyone there?" he yelled.
A dog, sleeping with its body stretched across a sunny patch of
floor, got up with a low groan and then laid itself out a little farther out of the way. The store was deserted, and since it was Thursday, the meat rack was pretty close to empty. A quarter of nearly bl... (From : Mid-Atlantic Infoshop.)
Bill Haywood Remembers the 1913 Paterson
StrikeSource, William D. Haywood,"On the Paterson Picket Line," International
Socialist Review, 13 (June 1913): 850-851.
In this excerpt from an article published during the 1913 Paterson
Silk Strike by "Big" Bill Haywood, he comments on the women’s role in the
strike. Haywood was a founder and national leader of the Industrial Workers of the World
(IWW).
...The women have been an enormous factor in the Paterson strike.
Each meeting for them has been attended by bigger and bigger crowds. They are becoming
deeply interested in the questions of the hour that are confronting women and are rapidly
developing the s... (From : Rutgers University.)
Childhood, by Leo Tolstoy
CHILDHOOD
By Leo Tolstoy
Translated by C.J. Hogarth
CONTENTS
I THE TUTOR, KARL
IVANITCH II MAMMA
III PAPA IV LESSONS V THE IDIOT VI PREPARATIONS FOR THE CHASE
VII THE HUNT
VIII WE PLAY
GAMES IX A FIRST
ESSAY IN LOVE X
THE SORT OF MAN MY FATHER WAS XI
IN THE DRAWING-ROOM AND THE STUDY XII (From : Gutenberg.org.)
THE CHILDREN AND PSYCHOLOGY
Paul Goodman
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WHAT IS most significant, it seems to me, is the earnest attention
paid to the Children and Family as a subject, the desire of parents to
be Informed and thereby do their best, rather than following their
wit and impulse; or to say this another way, what is significant is the
importance assigned in our society to Psychology itself? for Psychology is still by and large the
family-psychology that Freud made it
discussing the problems of jealousy, infantile dependency authority, submissiveness and
rebelliousness, and sibling competition: and
problems of spite, moral prejudice and other reaction-formations
springing from instinctual deprivation. This interest in the Childre... (From : http://www.tao.ca/~freedom/goodman.html.)
A Tale of 1852
Produced by Steve Harris, Charles Franks and the Online
Distributed Proofreading Team.
THE COSSACKS
A Tale of 1852
By
Leo Tolstoy (1863)
Translated by Louise and Aylmer Maude
Chapter I
All is quiet in Moscow. The squeak of wheels is seldom heard in the
snow-covered street. There are no lights left in the windows and the
street lamps have been extinguished. Only the sound of bells, borne
over the city from the church towers, suggests the approach of morning.
The streets are deserted. At rare intervals a night-cabman's sledge
kneads up the snow and sand in the street as the driver makes his way
to another corner where he falls asleep while waiting for a fare. An
old woman passes by on her way to church, where a f... (From : Gutenberg.org.)
FLEETWOOD; or, THE NEW MAN OF FEELING. ____ by WILLIAM GODWIN. CHAPTER IV IN this place I feel inclined to relate one of those stories of ingenious intellectual victory, as they considered them, of dull and unfeeling brutality, as they really were, in which too many of my college contemporaries prided themselves. A young man, during my residence at the university, entered himself of our college, who was judged by the gayer Oxonians singularly weir formed to be the butt of their ridicule. The dress in which he made his appearance among us was ungainly and ludicrous: the flaps of his waistcoat extended to his knees, and those of his coat almost to his heels: his black, coarse, shining hair, parted on the forehead, was every where of equal length, and entirely buried his ears beneath its impervious canopy. He had hitherto been brought up in solitude under the sol...
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FRUITS OF CULTUREA COMEDY IN FOUR ACTS
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CHARACTERS
LEONÍD FYÓDORITCH ZVEZDÍNTSEF. A retired Lieutenant of the
Horse Guards. Owner of more than 60,000 acres of land in various
provinces. A fresh-looking, bland, agreeable g... (From : Gutenberg.org.)