Library of the Worlds Best Literature, Ancient and Modern, Volume 3 | Page 2

Early Societies could not be Free ('Physics and Politics') Benefits of Free Discussion in Modern Times (same) Origin of Deposit Banking ('Lombard Street')
JENS BAGGESEN 1764-1826 A Cosmopolitan ('The Labyrinth') Philosophy on the Heath (same) There was a Time when I was Very Little
PHILIP JAMES BAILEY 1816- From "Festus": Life: The Passing-Bell; Thoughts; Dreams; Chorus of the Saved
JOANNA BAILLIE 1762-1851 Woo'd and Married and A' It Was on a Morn when We were Thrang Fy, Let Us A' to the Wedding The Weary Pund o' Tow From 'De Montfort' To Mrs. Siddons A Scotch Song Song, 'Poverty Parts Good Company' The Kitten
HENRY MARTYN BAIRD 1832- The Battle of Ivry ('The Huguenots and Henry of Navarre')
SIR SAMUEL WHITE BAKER 1821-1893 Hunting in Abyssinia ('The Nile Tributaries of Abyssinia') The Sources of the Nile ('The Albert Nyanza')
ARTHUR JAMES BALFOUR 1848- The Pleasures of Reading (Rectorial Address)
THE BALLAD (by F.B. Gummere) Robin Hood and Guy of Gisborne The Hunting of the Cheviot Johnie Cock Sir Patrick Spens The Bonny Earl of Murray Mary Hamilton Bonnie George Campbell Bessie Bell and Mary Gray The Three Ravens Lord Randal Edward The Twa Brothers Babylon Childe Maurice The Wife of Usher's Well Sweet William's Ghost
HONOR�� DE BALZAC (by William P. Trent) 1799-1850 The Meeting in the Convent ('The Duchess of Langeais') An Episode Under the Terror A Passion in the Desert The Napoleon of the People ('The Country Doctor')
GEORGE BANCROFT (by Austin Scott) 1800-1891 The Beginnings of Virginia ('History of the United States') Men and Government in Early Massachusetts (same) King Philip's War (same) The New Netherland (same) Franklin (same)

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PAGE Ancient Irish Miniature (Colored Plate) Frontispiece "St. Augustine and His Mother" (Photogravure) 1014 Papyrus, Sermons of St. Augustine (Fac-simile) 1018 Marcus Aurelius (Portrait) 1022 The Zend Avesta (Fac-simile) 1084 Francis Bacon (Portrait) 1156 "The Cavaliers" (Photogravure) 1218 Honor�� de Balzac (Portrait) 1348 George Bancroft (Portrait) 1432
VIGNETTE PORTRAITS
��mile Augier Jane Austen Robert Aytoun Walter Bagehot Jens Baggesen Philip James Bailey Joanna Baillie Henry Martyn Baird Sir Samuel White Baker Arthur James Balfour

(Continued from Volume II)
"Do you imagine that every one is kindly disposed towards you? Take my word for it, a palace contains people of all sorts, good and bad. All the vices abound in such a place. And there are many other matters of which you have no idea, and of which you will, I trust, ever remain ignorant. But all you meet are wondrous polite. Try to remain just as you now are, and when you leave the palace, let it be as the same Walpurga you were when you came here."
Walpurga stared at her in surprise. Who could change her?
Word came that the Queen was awake and desired Walpurga to bring the Crown Prince to her.
Accompanied by Doctor Gunther, Mademoiselle Kramer, and two waiting-women, she proceeded to the Queen's bedchamber. The Queen lay there, calm and beautiful, and with a smile of greeting, turned her face towards those who had entered. The curtains had been partially drawn aside, and a broad, slanting ray of light shone into the apartment, which seemed still more peaceful than during the breathless silence of the previous night.
"Good morning!" said the Queen, with a voice full of feeling. "Let me have my child!" She looked down at the babe that rested in her arms, and then, without noticing any one in the room, lifted her glance on high and faintly murmured:--
"This is the first time I behold my child in the daylight!"
All were silent; it seemed as if there was naught in the apartment except the broad slanting ray of light that streamed in at the window.
"Have you slept well?" inquired the Queen. Walpurga was glad the Queen had asked a question, for now she could answer. Casting a hurried glance at Mademoiselle Kramer, she said:--
"Yes, indeed! Sleep's the first, the last, and the best thing in the world."
"She's clever," said the Queen, addressing Doctor Gunther in French.
Walpurga's heart sank within her. Whenever she heard them speak French, she felt as if they were betraying her; as if they had put on an invisible cap, like that worn by the goblins in the fairy-tale, and could thus speak without being heard.
"Did the Prince sleep well?" asked the Queen.
Walpurga passed her hand over her face, as if to brush away a spider that had been creeping there. The Queen doesn't speak of her "child" or her "son," but only of "the Crown Prince."
Walpurga answered:--
"Yes, quite well, thank God! That is, I couldn't hear him, and I only wanted to say that I'd like to act towards the--" she could not say "the Prince"--"that is, towards him, as I'd do with my own child. We began on the very first day. My mother taught me that. Such a child has a will of its own from