By | ALAN A. MILNE | Winnie-The-Pooh | Chapter V | In Which Piglet Meets A Heffalump | One day, when Christopher Robin and Winnie-the-Pooh and Piglet were all talking together, Christopher Robin finished the mouthful he was eating and said carelessly: “I saw a Heffalump to-day, Piglet.” “What was…
By | ALAN A. MILNE | Winnie-The-Pooh | Introduction | If you happen to have read another book about Christopher Robin, you may remember that he once had a swan (or the swan had Christopher Robin, I don’t know which) and that he used to call this swan Pooh. That…
By | CHARLES DICKENS | A Christmas Carol | Stave V | The End of It | Yes! and the bedpost was his own. The bed was his own, the room was his own. Best and happiest of all, the Time before him was his own, to make amends in!…
By | CHARLES DICKENS | A Christmas Carol | Stave IV | The Last of The Spirits | The Phantom slowly, gravely, silently, approached. When it came near him, Scrooge bent down upon his knee; for in the very air through which this Spirit moved it seemed to scatter gloom…
By | CHARLES DICKENS | A Christmas Carol | Stave III | The Second of The Three Spirits | Awaking in the middle of a prodigiously tough snore, and sitting up in bed to get his thoughts together, Scrooge had no occasion to be told that the bell was again…
By | CHARLES DICKENS | A Christmas Carol | Stave II | The First of The Three Spirits | When Scrooge awoke, it was so dark, that looking out of bed, he could scarcely distinguish the transparent window from the opaque walls of his chamber. He was endeavouring to pierce…
By | CHARLES DICKENS | A Christmas Carol | Stave I | Marley’s Ghost | Marley was dead: to begin with. There is no doubt whatever about that. The register of his burial was signed by the clergyman, the clerk, the undertaker, and the chief mourner. Scrooge signed it: and…
By | GEORGE MACDONALD | The Princess and the Goblin | Chapter XXXII | The Last Chapter | All the rest went up the mountain, and separated in groups to the homes of the miners. Curdie and his father and mother took Lootie with them. And the whole way a…
By | GEORGE MACDONALD | The Princess and the Goblin | Chapter XXXI | The Subterranean Waters | The king’s harper, who always formed a part of his escort, was chanting a ballad which he made as he went on playing on his instrument—about the princess and the goblins, and…
By | GEORGE MACDONALD | The Princess and the Goblin | Chapter XXX | The King And The Kiss | The next morning the sun rose so bright that Irene said the rain had washed his face and let the light out clean. The torrents were still roaring down the…