类别：英文短篇小说 点击次数：935 作者： 未知
简介：It has been the tendency of certain anthropologists, of most popular writers, and of most artists in Europe and America to represent the men of the Old Stone Age as scarcely raised above the level of ...
类别：英文短篇小说 点击次数：935 作者： 未知
简介：The folk-tales in this volume, which were collected in the Philippines during the years from 1908 to 1914, have not appeared in print before. They are given to the public now in the hope that they wil...
类别：经典英文小说 点击次数：935 作者： Alice Carr
简介：My sister Joyce is older than I am. At the time of which I am thinking she was twenty-one, and I was barely nineteen. We were the only children of Farmer Maliphant of Knellestone Grange, in the county...
类别：儿童英文小说 点击次数：934 作者： Robert Michael Ballantyne
简介：On a profoundly calm and most beautiful evening towards the end of the last century, a ship lay becalmed on the fair bosom of the Pacific Ocean....
类别：儿童英文小说 点击次数：934 作者： John Breck
简介：You remember all the funny things Nibble heard about Man from the guests who came to his Storm Party......
类别：英文短篇小说 点击次数：933 作者： 未知
简介：It is already a long time since I was a little girl. Sometimes, when I look out upon the world and see how many changes have come about, how different many things are from what I can remember them, I ...
类别：英文短篇小说 点击次数：933 作者： 未知
简介：A row of brick-built houses with slate roofs, at the edge of a large mining village in Staffordshire. The houses are dingy and colourless, and without relief of any kind. So are those in the next row,...
类别：英文短篇小说 点击次数：933 作者： 未知
简介：What is exaggeration to one class of minds and perceptions, is plain truth to another. That which is commonly called a long-sight, perceives in a prospect innumerable features and bearings non-existen...
类别：英文科幻小说 点击次数：933 作者： 未知
简介：I pushed my writing aside and tilted the lamp-shade, as footsteps sounded on the landing. The next moment I had jumped to my feet, for a tall, lean man, with his square-cut, clean-shaven face sun-bake...
类别：经典英文小说 点击次数：933 作者： Ernest William Hornung
简介：She stood alone in her own room, with none to mark the white-hot pallor of the oval face, the scornful curve of quivering nostrils, the dry lustre of flashing eyes. But while she stood a heavy step we...
