Author: Horatio Alger Jr.
Wordcount: 51,921 / 158 pg
Flesch-Kincaid Reading Ease: 78.6
LoC Category: PZ
Genres: Young Readers, Music
It must be sold,” he said, with a sigh. “Without it there wouldn’t be enough to pay what we owe, and when I leave Norton, I don’t want any one to say that my father died in his debt.”
There was nothing else in the desk which called for particular notice or appeared to be of any special value. After a careful examination, Philip closed it and looked around at the familiar furniture of the few rooms which the house contained.
There was one object which he personally valued more than anything else. This was his violin, on which he had learned all that he knew of playing. His father had bought it for him four years before. It was not costly, but it was of good tone, and Philip had passed many pleasant hours in practicing on it.
“I can take this violin, at any rate,” said Philip to himself. “It belongs to me, and no one else has a claim on it. I think I will take it with me and leave it at Frank Dunbar’s, so that it needn’t get into the sale.”
He put back the violin into the case and la
With the same skill that first illuminated Limehouse, that picturesque district of London, as if some ancient fairy tale, with all its romance and gruesomeness had come true, Thomas Burke conveys us in verse to the shop of Quong Lee.
Author: Thomas Burke
Wordcount: 5,259 / 22 pg
Flesch-Kincaid Reading Ease: 71.6
LoC Category: PN
Tossed me a smile; and suddenly Pennyfields
Grew from darkness to light, and the light of the stars
I may not see her again, but I hold her smile in my heart, And she is with me in my shop and about the streets.
My shop may tumble down;
West India Dock may some time suffer a drought;
Grief and Joy come for a day;
And Hope and Fear, and Desire and Deed
Arise and pass, and are no more;
But the beauty born of her quickened smile
Can never die.
Of a National Cash Register
Last week this person, desiring to make it known
That he was in all ways moving up to the date,
Introduced into his insignificant shop
Called a National Cash Register,
Which announces to refined and intelligent customers
The amounts of their purchases.
This week this person purchased a whole days’ amusement;
And the amount he paid for this was another’s discomfiture and pain. And, after a night of cogitatio
Author: Harriette Brower
Wordcount: 89,268 / 262 pg
Flesch-Kincaid Reading Ease: 65
LoC Category: ML
Added to site: 2004.11.12
Soon after he entered St. Michael’s, Bach lost his beautiful soprano voice; his knowledge of violin and clavier, however, enabled him to keep his place in the school. The boy worked hard at his musical studies, giving his spare time to the study of the best composers. He began to realize that he cared more for the organ than for any other instrument; indeed his love for it became a passion. He was too poor to take lessons, for he was almost entirely self-dependent–a penniless scholar, living on the plainest of fare, yet determined to gain a knowledge of the music he longed for.
One of the great organists of the time was Johann Adam Reinken. When Sebastian learned that this master played the organ in St. Katharine’s Church in Hamburg, he determined to walk the whole distance thither to hear him. Now Hamburg was called in those days the “Paradise of German music,” and was twenty-five good English miles from the little town of Lüneburg, but what did that matter to the eager lad? Obstacles only fired h
One purpose of this book thus is to bring home to people an appreciation of what this modern instrument is, whether it is regarded as a toy with which the business man amuses himself with two-steps and ragtime after business hours, or as a serious musical instrument.
Author: Gustav Kobbé
Wordcount: 25,045 / 80 pg
Flesch-Kincaid Reading Ease: 64.9
LoC Category: MT
Added to site: 2008.02.16
the keys and make the strings vibrate with music.
Imagine that you are a member or let us say the head of that household. You can’t play a note and yet you are “fond of music.” This “fondness for music” manifests itself in different degree in different people and somewhat according to their opportunities. You may be a hardworking business man and when you come home from business, you want diversion, amusement. For some one to suggest a classical concert to you would make you feel like being asked to begin the day’s work all over again without a night’s rest in between. As for Wagner, that would be worse than straightening out an intricate account after a day spent in poring over a ledger. No. Music without any tune to it may be all right for some people, but comic opera is “good enough” for you. You like that coon song you heard the other night. How you would enjoy playing it on the pianoforte if you only knew how! But you don’t, so you have to pay a speculator three dollars for a seat if you want to
Author: William D. MacClintock
Wordcount: 42,278 / 131 pg
Flesch-Kincaid Reading Ease: 56.6
LoC Category: AG
Genres: Reference, Music, Myth, Poetry
the University of Chicago, for the use of books from his valuable library, and for the permission, most highly prized, to print for the first time some of his translations of the Cid ballads.
THE EDITORS. Chicago, April, 1893.
The Middle Ages extend from the fifth to the fifteenth century, from the fall of the Roman Empire to the establishment of the great modern states. The general outline of the history of the Middle Ages can be seen in the following excellent table:
 Drury’s “History of the Middle Ages”, page XIV.
- The decline of the Roman Empire and the successful accomplishment of two invasions.
- The transient brilliancy of the Arabian civilization.
- The attempted organization of a new empire by Charlemagne, and its dissolution.
- The rise and prevalence of feudalism.
- The successive crusades.
- The contest between the pope and the emperor for the sovereignty of the world.
Author: George T. Ferris
Wordcount: 59,124 / 183 pg
Flesch-Kincaid Reading Ease: 50.8
LoC Category: ML
Added to site: 2006.01.05
nergies of his harsh and imperious temper to further this result. “One evening I studied a duet with Maria,” says the Countess Merlin, “in which Garcia had written a passage, and he desired her to execute it. She tried, but became discouraged, and said, ‘I can not.’ In an instant the Andalu-sian blood of her father rose. He fixed his flashing eyes upon her: ‘What did you say?’ Maria looked at him, trembled, and, clasping her hands, murmured in a stifled voice, ‘I will do it, papa;’ and she executed the passage perfectly. She told me afterward that she could not conceive how she did it. ‘Papa’s glance,’ added she, ‘has such an influence upon me that I am sure it would make me fling myself from the roof into the street without doing myself any harm.'”
Maria Felicia Garcia was a wayward and willful child, but so generous and placable that her fierce outbursts of rage were followed by the most fascinating and winning contrition. Irresistibly charming, frank, fearless, and original, she gave promise, even in he
Author: Henry Handel Richardson (Ethel Florence Lindesay Richardson)
Wordcount: 231,219 / 640 pg
Flesch-Kincaid Reading Ease: 59.5
LoC Category: PN
Genres: Fiction and Literature, Music
roup that was forming round the back entrance to the building; here the lank-haired Belgian violinist would appear, the wonders of whose technique had sent thrills of enthusiasm through his hearers, and whose close proximity would presently affect them in precisely the same way. Others again made off, not for the town, with its prosaic suggestion of work and confinement, but for the freedom of the woods that lay beyond.
Maurice Guest followed them.
It was a blowy day in early spring. Round white masses of cloud moved lightly across a deep blue sky, and the trees, still thin and naked, bent their heads and shook their branches, as if to elude the gambols of a boisterous playfellow. The sun shone vividly, with restored power, and though the clouds sometimes passed over his very face, the shadows only lasted for a moment, and each returning radiance seemed brighter than the one before. In the pure breath of the wind, as it gustily swept the earth, was a promise of things vernal, of the tender beauties of a
Author: Everard Jack Appleton
Wordcount: 13,599 / 48 pg
Flesch-Kincaid Reading Ease: 91.6
LoC Category: PN
Added to site: 2006.12.10
st, he knowed that soon he’d be A non-com. officer,–oh, sure, he had that idee firm;
But Jimmy got another think, fer quite eventually
They had him workin’ like a Turk, th’ pore, astonished worm.
The rest of us, we gotta eat, and Jimmy–he can cook!
(He makes a stew that tastes as good as mother used to make.) An’ when he starts to flappin’ cakes, why, every hungry rook Is droolin’ at the mouth for them, a-waitin’ fer his take.
He’s ranked a sergeant, but he don’t mix up with no recruits; He rides a horse when we parade (which ain’t so often now); But where he shines is when we eat; the grub that Jimmy shoots At hungry troopers every day is certainly “some chow.”
He’s jest a “dough-boy,” of a sort; it’s Jimmy’s job to cook; Don’t hafter drill, don’t hafter tote a lot of arms with him; Jest messes up th’ stuff we eat, and we don’t hafter look– It’s _always_ clean! So here’s a good luck and health to Cookie Jim!
The capting says, says he: “You rooks
Have gotta lot t