PDF Books in Social Life Fiction
Anthony John
by Jerome K. JeromeAnthony John Strong’nth’arm—to distinguish him from his father, whose Christian names were John Anthony—was born in a mean street of Millsborough some forty-five years before the date when this story should of rights begin. For the first half-minute of his existence he lay upon the outstretched hand of Mrs. Plumberry and neither moved nor breathed...
The Heir of Mondolfo
by Mary Wollstonecraft ShelleyIn the beautiful and wild country near Sorrento, in the Kingdom of Naples, at the time it was governed by monarchs of the house of Anjou, there lived a territorial noble, whose wealth and power overbalanced that of the neighboring nobles. His castle, itself a stronghold, was built on a rocky eminence, toppling over the blue and lovely Mediterranean..
Jane--Our Stranger - A Novel
by Mary BordenIt is a pity we do not die when our lives are finished. Jane may live another twenty years—a long time to wait, alone between two worlds. Jane is forty-three, I am five years older, Philibert is fifty-six, my mother nearly eighty, we are all alive, and strangely enough Maman is the only one whose life is not yet ended. Hers will not end till the mo..
Cliquot - A Racing Story of Ideal Beauty
by Kate Lee FergusonCliquot, a new love romance from the pen of Kate Lee Ferguson, a rising young Southern authoress of the Amélie Rives school, is full of passion, piquancy and breathless interest. All through it possesses that quality which the French call chic, which gives it that flavor which everybody likes. Neil Emory’s domestic drama—for he is a man with a past..
Russian Silhouettes
by Anton Pavlovich ChekhovStories of childhood: The boys. Grisha. A trifle from real life. The cook's wedding. Shrove Tuesday. In passion week. An incident. A matter of classics. The tutor. Out of sorts -- Stories of youth: A joke. After the theatre. Volodia. A naughty boy. Bliss. Two beautiful girls -- Light and shadow: The chorus girl. The father of a family. The orator. ..
Broken Barriers
by Meredith NicholsonMrs. Durland lifted her head and called her older daughter’s name and from some remote place Ethel answered. Mrs. Durland was as dark as Grace, but cast in a larger mold, and while there were points of resemblance in their faces there was a masculine vigor in the mother that the girl lacked. Mrs. Durland’s iron-gray hair was brushed back smoothly f..
A Whirl Asunder
by Gertrude AthertonClive had spent seven days on the ocean, three in the furious energy of New York, and six on a transcontinental train, whose discomforts made him wonder if he had a moral right to enter the embarrassing state of matrimony with a temper hopelessly soured. As he had come to California to marry, and as his betrothed was at a hotel in the northern redw..
The Missionary Sheriff
by Octave ThanetSheriff Wickliff leaned out of his office window, the better to watch the boy soldiers march down the street. The huge pile of stone that is the presumed home of Justice for the county stands in the same yard with the old yellow stone jail. The court-house is ornate and imposing, although a hundred active chimneys daub its eaves and carvings, but t..