The dream of the monks and hospitallers[1] of old has been realized—alms-giving has become an art, indeed, it may be said, a fine art. Among all the institutions of the country there are none so well organised, so liberally conducted, or so carefully…

Poor Guy! He is burning as he has burnt any time since that fifth of November on which he attempted to “blow Scotchmen back to Scotland.”  He is blazing in the midst of tar-barrels and brushwood.  The great bonfire pouring out masses of flame and…

San Remo combines, in a modified degree, the invigorating qualities of Nice with the warmth of Mentone, but without its closeness; and is thus peculiarly adapted for diseases of the chest,[1] especially if the digestive organs are impaired. It lies…

He hesitated, not wishing to be impolite. “Don’t you think it’s—just a little old and shabby for a prince?” The old woman laughed—long and loud, though very sweetly. “Prince, indeed! Why, if all the princes in the world craved for it, they couldn’t…

Assuredly, this stall of Silas Wegg's was the hardest little stall of all the sterile little stalls in London.  It gave you the face-ache to look at his apples, the stomach-ache to look at his oranges, the tooth-ache to look at his nuts.[1]  Of the…

I was walking along a rather lonely road, humming a tune to myself – a most indefensible habit, which I only name as it accounted for my being suddenly stopped by a civil voice – “Ma’am, if you please” I turned, and…

Felix found Geraldine cowering down in her chair, with her hands clasped together over her forehead. She looked up at him, as if startled by his entrance.  ‘O Felix, how could you?’ broke from her. ‘My dear, I could not help it. Has it been so very…

Of course, we all know the instrument entitled the phonautograph,[1] and these curves were drawn by an improved form of phonautograph.[2] There was a cone into which you spoke, which condensed the air from your voice; at the small end of the cone,…

Now, after lessons, he[1] would occasionally be persuaded to quit that beloved study, and take a walk along the loch side, or across the moor, to show his pupil the country of which he, poor little fellow! was owner and lord.  He did it at first out…

Brigadier-General Bartlett. [This gallant General has risen from the rank of Captain while using the Palmer Leg in the service. Amputation above the knee.]                                                                                     Boston,…