Category: Novels
What I have to write is of such great value, the circumstances so peculiar, the record so strange, and the truths so startling, that it is but proper I should explain who and what I am, in order that any person, so disposed, may fully verify for himself the things I am about t...
“Yes, you are right,” answered The Man, “but Shakespeare, you must remember, won the love of this great woman, and thus proved his capacity and ability to succeed. We succeed by...
14. CHAPTER XIV. FIFTH SUNDAY--A REVELATION.Sunday morning came. The day was perfect. Great white billowy clouds floated lazily across the face of the blue ether, a gentle breeze scarcely noticeable stirred the leaves of...
1. CHAPTER I. MYSELF.What I have to write is of such great value, the circumstances so peculiar, the record so strange, and the truths so startling, that it is but proper I should explain who and wh...
17. CHAPTER XVII. THOSE TWO.“The disappointment caused by the harsh rejection of this first play of William Shakespeare and Harriette Bowenni was not great. Each had had a more than speaking acquaintancesh...
19. CHAPTER XIX. EIGHTH SUNDAY--WOMAN’S LOVE.The next Saturday was rainy the entire day, so I took the 5:30 train to Jamison, which it will be remembered is a small country village. The usual country loafers were about the...
21. CHAPTER XXI. PERSECUTION.“Oh, you didn’t know we was here or you wouldn’t have kep’ us waitin’, would you?”--“Now, ain’t she a slick un!--and in her bare feet too. Well, the walk through the grass will...
8. CHAPTER VIII. FIRST SUNDAY--A LOOK AROUND.“The roads are very muddy, friend,” the man began, “you had better stay here until to-morrow and return on the morning train. This is the day of rest. What a beautiful word that...
24. CHAPTER XXIV. THE TRIAL.MURPHY--Now, you there, lady, make yer toilet and fix yer finery for in fifteen minutes the court opens and yer the first on the docket. Doctor Bolus axed yer a lot of questions...
23. CHAPTER XXIII. THE FREEZER.The freezer in No. 10 police-station is a very warm place--an iron cage set up on a platform in a large stone room; said cage being made of iron bars, set three inches apart, wi...
20. CHAPTER XX. THE ARREST.I climbed the ladder and looked out of the open window on the great, serene and silent scene spread out before me. Great gulfs of shadows lay under the trees, a gentle breeze st...
15. CHAPTER XV. SHAKESPEARIANA--“TRUTH, LORD.“Yes, I know you wish to hear more about Shakespeare, but before I tell you more of his personal history, let us consider two or three facts in reference to him. First, you know...
11. CHAPTER XI. IS IT SO?The Man was silent for a moment, then turned on me his gentle gaze and I was answered. I was going to apologize for the interruption, but The Man continued:
12. CHAPTER XII. THIRD SUNDAY--PRELIMINARY.“Now take your note-book and pencil and let us take a little look out over the world and see things as they are,” The Man said. “You will then better understand what I will say...
22. CHAPTER XXII. BY THE WAY.Reader, pray do not be a fool and say this story is fiction. Would that part of it was! But the treatment I received by the mob on that terrible night is the most natural and ea...
13. CHAPTER XIII. FOURTH SUNDAY--ATMOSPHERE.“The air here on this hillside is full of health and healing. Physical life you know is only possible in a right atmosphere. Add five parts more of carbonic acid gas and the bod...
10. CHAPTER X. SECOND SUNDAY--TO THE WOODS AWAY.I hurried through my work, dusted off the desk, locked the typewriter, and at two o’clock mounted my bicycle, went straight out Seneca street, over the iron bridge, on out the p...
5. CHAPTER V. LOST.At last I was no longer a dependent! From this time on I would not only earn my own living, but I would do for others. I was no longer a pensioner.
2. CHAPTER II. OURSELVES.As the carriage stopped in the _portière_ the big gardener came down, and placing one arm under and the other about me, was just going to lift the invalid out as usual.
7. CHAPTER VII. THE MAN.The morning sun came creeping through the cracks of the garret as I slowly awoke to consciousness and began rubbing my eyes, trying to make out where I was and how I came there....
9. CHAPTER IX. MARTHA HEATH.“You are late,” said Mr. Hustler, with a cynical, sickly smile which looked much like a scowl. “Only an hour. Make a note of it and give it to the time-keeper.”
16. CHAPTER XVI. SIXTH SUNDAY--THE MAN CONTINUES THE TRUE STORY OF“The evening following what I have already told, the young man presented himself at the little red house where dwelt the Lady Bowenni, and was met at the door by Harriette, the...
4. CHAPTER IV. SOME THINGS.My mother received a little money from the life insurance companies. Father patronized only assessment companies, as they are cheap. He prided himself on his financial ability,...
3. CHAPTER III. A LITTLE LOCAL HISTORY.With my woman’s intuition I knew all just from the hint John gave. My father a week before had gone to Montreal, saying he would be back Wednesday. It was now Friday and he had...
6. CHAPTER VI. THE LOG CABIN.It was the worst night I ever saw, and I hope I may never see another one like it. How the winds did roar through the branches and the wild crash now and then of a falling tree...