The Voice of the CityThe Voice of the CityO Henry1- Page 2-The Voice of the CityTHE VOICE OF THE CITYTwenty-five years ago the school children used to chant their lessons.The manner of their delivery was a singsong recitative between theutterance of an Episcopal minister and the drone of a tired sawmill. I mean...
Roundabout to Bostonby William Dean HowellsDuring the four years of my life in Venice the literary intention waspresent with me at all times and in all places. I wrote many things inverse, which I sent to the magazines in every part of the English-speaking world, but they came unerringly back to me, except in threeinstances only, when they were kept by the editors who finally printedthem. One of these pieces was published in the Atlantic Monthly; anotherin Harpers Magazine; the third was got
SHERLOCK HOLMESTHE GREEK INTERPRETERby Sir Arthur Conan DoyleDuring my long and intimate acquaintance with Mr. Sherlock HolmesI had never heard him refer to his relations, and hardly ever to hisown early life. This reticence upon his part had increased thesomewhat inhuman effect which he produced upon me, until sometimes Ifound myself regarding him as an isolated phenomenon, a brain...
The Amateur Cracksmanby E. W. HornungTO A. C. D. THIS FORM OF FLATTERYTHE AMATEUR CRACKSMANTHE IDES OF MARCHIIt was half-past twelve when I returned to the Albany as a last desperate resort. The scene of my disaster was much as I had left it. The baccarat-counters still strewed the table, with the empty glasses and the loaded ash-trays. A window had been opened to let the smoke out, and was letting in the fog instead. Raffles himself had merely discarded his dining jacket for one of his inn
"UNLEARNED VIEWS OF MEDICINE"_To Dr. Caspar Wistar__Washington, June 21, 1807_DEAR SIR, I have a grandson, the son of Mr. Randolph, nowabout 15 years of age, in whose education I take a lively interest.His time has not hitherto been employed to the greatest advantage, afrequent change of tutors having prevented the steady pursuit of anyone plan. Whether he possesses that lively imagination, usuallycalled genius, I have not had opportunities of knowing. But I think...
序序言:假如王小波还活着文/欢乐宋假如王小波还活着,至少多活十年吧,这个亲爱的死鬼会有怎样的人生际遇呢?如果不是遭遇特殊的事情,王二应该还会坚持写作。毕竟,对他来说,爱写作,就像爱生命。王小波说过,写作的意义在于与人交流,所以他应该还会不停地投稿,说不定会在梅开二度之后,再次拿到《联合报》的文学奖。用一句足球界的黑话来说,那就叫上演了“帽子戏法”。但是,那又能怎么样?毕竟那只是在海外获得一个大陆并不知名的文学奖。他很可能继续郁闷着他的郁闷,去寻找明天的“发表”。可以想象,会有很多出版商找到王小波,不论托多少关系,花多少代价,也要请老王吃饭,然后谈“正事”。比如金丽红,现在她已经到了长江文艺出版社。这个平台有足够的实力捧红一位默默无闻的作者,何况鼎鼎大名的王小波呢?老王这时候可以摆谱了:“版税20%,起印30万册,一次性提前付清。”金大姐会说:“哥们,小崔的《不过如此》...
RECOLLECTIONS OF THE PRIVATE LIFE OF NAPOLEON, V11BY CONSTANTPREMIER VALET DE CHAMBRETRANSLATED BY WALTER CLARK1895CONTENTS:CHAPTER XV. to CHAPTER XXIII.CHAPTER XV.During the second day of the battle of Dresden, at the end of which theEmperor had the attack of fever I mentioned in the preceding chapter, theKing of Naples, or rather Marshal Murat, performed prodigies of valor.Much has been said of this truly extraordinary prince; but only those who...
宋长玉上的是夜班,人们睡觉时,他正在井下用火药和铁器采伐煤炭。他不是夸父,却追赶着太阳,跟太阳走的是同一条路线。傍晚,当太阳落入地下,他便披挂整齐,下井去了。清晨,太阳刚从东边的山梁冒出来,他也乘坐罐笼从井口升了出来。在井下干活,宋长玉是个惜命不惜力的人。身体发肤,受之父母,不敢毁伤,孝之始也。至于力气,一个二十郎当岁的年轻人,最不缺的就是力气,最不怕挥霍的也是力气。太阳落下还会出,年轻人的力气,头天用出去的越多,第二天生出来的也会越多。把力气藏着掖着,会被工友看不起,对自己的力气资源也是一种浪费。力气不用白不用,别的东西用多了可能会造成浪费,力气不用才是浪费。每天从井下出来,宋长玉习惯性地朝东天仰望,看太阳出来没有。因在煤层洒下了足够多的汗水,他是带着繁重劳动后的轻松和大量付出后的满足仰望太阳的。在朝霞的烘托下,一轮红日冉冉升起,使以黑色格调为主的矿山霎变得亮...