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Excerpt from Schoolboy Days in JapanThe region was wild and almost uninhabited, it being far removed from the railroads, which have increased with marvellous rapidity of late years in other parts Of the kingdom; but Alice and Gerard, accustomed from their earliest childhood to accompany their father on his long tramps, and even on his mountaineering expeditions, found the ascent neither difficult nor arduous. Such was not the case, however, with the young Japanese, who seemed to have engaged in the undertaking without duly considering the consequences. He appeared, too, quite as timid as he was awkward, for he paused at the slightest Obstacle. Before beginning the ascent, M. Duplay had taken the precaution to fasten securely around his own body a long, strong rope, which was attached to the belts of the three children, and of his valet, Omar, and, lastly, to that of the native guide who preceded them. But this precaution, though of considerable service to the more experienced tourists, proved a positive source of danger to a laggard like Shakespeare, inasmuch as the rope was likely to throw him down at any moment by reason of his hesitating movements and sudden pauses.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.

Excerpt from Schoolboy Days in RussiaI think I know the real culprit. It is one of my col lege mates. A word from me would, perhaps, suffice to immure him in this gloomy prison, to which I was brought two days ago, - to make him the inmate of this damp cell infested with rats and vermin: I can hear the rats running about now, under the dirty straw that serves as my couch. He would receive from the hand of the jailer the loaf of black bread and jug of water which constitute my rations for each day; he would find his fingers and feet become ing more and more benumbed by the cold wind that blows through the bars of my window; he would wear these heavy chains; he would be the Object of general distrust and suspicion.But how can I accuse another person without proofs. Especially when that other person is a schoolmate, and I have only some rather vague charges to make against him, charges based probably to a great extent upon the antipathy and distrust with which he inspired me from the beginning of our acquaintance?About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.

Excerpt from Schoolboy Days in RussiaI think I know the real culprit. It is one of my col lege mates. A word from me would, perhaps, suffice to immure him in this gloomy prison, to which I was brought two days ago, - to make him the inmate of this damp cell infested with rats and vermin: I can hear the rats running about now, under the dirty straw that serves as my couch. He would receive from the hand of the jailer the loaf of black bread and jug of water which constitute my rations for each day; he would find his fingers and feet become ing more and more benumbed by the cold wind that blows through the bars of my window; he would wear these heavy chains; he would be the Object of general distrust and suspicion.But how can I accuse another person without proofs. Especially when that other person is a schoolmate, and I have only some rather vague charges to make against him, charges based probably to a great extent upon the antipathy and distrust with which he inspired me from the beginning of our acquaintance?About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.

Excerpt from Schoolboy Days in FranceFurther away may be seen carts with gigantic horses harnessed to them, a train of cars Side-tracked on a switch, busy, bustling crews of workmen, white wreaths of steam rising in the air, all the turmoil and activity of a sugar refinery in full blast.It is Sunday to-day, and the Clocks have just struck eleven. But work goes on without cessation, day and night, at the works at this season of the year. The time lost during the hot months has to be made up, when Operations are suspended because the syrup sours.A Cheerful little fire is blazing on the hearth of the salon. We are in October, and although the approaches of winter are as yet scarcely perceptible, mamma's delicate health requires this precaution.Seated at the corner of the fireplace and with her back to the light, She is reading aloud Jules Verne's last romance for the entertainment of the family, While in the opposite corner grandpa, snugly wrapped in his warm dressing-gown, while pretending to give all his attention to the reading, keeps his eyes fixed on the clock and is evidently deeply interested in the movement of the creep ing hands.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1896 Excerpt: ...stouter, more developed in every way than my recollection depicted him to me. But it was he, with his kindly honest face, so frank and at the same time so intelligent, his bright eyes, his neatly brushed hair, the repose and distinction of his bearing. I instinctively turned and looked at Baudouin, whose bench was in the second row from mine. I could see that he was no less surprised and delighted than myself. But hush! the master is about to speak. His address is very brief, amounting to nothing scarcely,--only a few words to tell us that he appreciated the difficulty of the task that lies before him. He knows and prizes at its real value M. Auger's profound learning, the sureness and elegance of his methods, the charm of his teaching. Certainly, he cannot hope to equal such a model, or even to approach it. All he can say is that he will spare no efforts to be of service to us in accordance with the measure of his powers, and, if he cannot make us forget the incomparable master whom we have lost, at least endeavour to supply his place in the more essential particulars. All which is said very simply and unaffectedly, in a low but firm voice, underneath which we think we detect the presence of a not too assertive authority. Glancing around the class, I could see that it was pleased with this prologue to the play. In eulogizing M. Auger, M. Pellerin had gone straight to the mark, had touched us all in a tender spot. The charm of a pair of frank, penetrating eyes had done the rest. Youthful affections and respect are easily gained if one only knows how to go about it. It was clear that all our hearts were already enlisted in his favour. Moreover, his would not have been a happy lot who should have attempted to resist. Baudouin and I were on our mettle, like a ...

Excerpt from Schoolboy Days in FranceFurther away may be seen carts with gigantic horses harnessed to them, a train of cars Side-tracked on a switch, busy, bustling crews of workmen, white wreaths of steam rising in the air, all the turmoil and activity of a sugar refinery in full blast.It is Sunday to-day, and the Clocks have just struck eleven. But work goes on without cessation, day and night, at the works at this season of the year. The time lost during the hot months has to be made up, when Operations are suspended because the syrup sours.A Cheerful little fire is blazing on the hearth of the salon. We are in October, and although the approaches of winter are as yet scarcely perceptible, mamma's delicate health requires this precaution.Seated at the corner of the fireplace and with her back to the light, She is reading aloud Jules Verne's last romance for the entertainment of the family, While in the opposite corner grandpa, snugly wrapped in his warm dressing-gown, while pretending to give all his attention to the reading, keeps his eyes fixed on the clock and is evidently deeply interested in the movement of the creep ing hands.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.

Excerpt from Roses and RainWe talked, not of politics, not of war or of diplomacy - not even of the high cost of living, or of the effect of the vote upon women.We talked of books and poetry, and of music, and one told a quaint little story of a wounded pigeon, and the rescue of it, and the fire burned and the wind sang, and gradually the stress of the world and the anxiety and restless, uneasy ambition of it fell from us like an outworn cloak. And there we were, like little children, talking together in the twilight of some great primeval forest.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.