The Short Stories of H. G. Wells, ebook, etext. Title: The Short Stories of H. G. Wells (1. 92. 7). The Short Stories of H. G. Wells, by H G Wells. THE TIME MACHINE. 1. The Time Traveller (for so it will be convenient to speak of him) was expounding a recondite. The Oregon Trail is a 2,170-mile (3,490 km) historic east–west, large-wheeled wagon route and emigrant trail that connected the Missouri River to valleys in Oregon. The Cowboys Series. The freedom of the range, the bawling of the longhorns, the lonesome night watch beneath a vast, starry sky - they got into a man's blood until he. Old West Novels: A list of historical novels set in the American Old West; alphabetical by author within categories. The Courts of the Morning, John Buchan, free ebooks, ebook, etext. The California Trail was an emigrant trail of about 2,000 miles (3,200 km) across the western half of the North American continent from Missouri River towns to what. 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Subtitles that appear before the titles such as 'Story The First,'. Story the Second,' and so on, have been removed. Project Gutenberg of Australia e. Books are created from printed editions. Australia, unless a copyright notice. We do NOT keep any e. Books in compliance with a particular. Copyright laws are changing all over the world. Be sure to check the. This e. Book is made available at no cost and with almost no restrictions. You may copy it, give it away or re- use it under the terms. Project Gutenberg of Australia License which may be viewed online at. To contact Project Gutenberg of Australia go to http: //gutenberg. GO TO Project Gutenberg of Australia HOME PAGEThe Short Stories of H. G. Wellsby. H G Wells. CONTENTSTHE TIME MACHINE AND OTHER STORIESTHE TIME MACHINE1. The Time Traveller (for so it will be convenient to speak of him) was. His grey eyes shone and twinkled, and his. The fire burned brightly, and the. Our chairs, being his patents. And he put it to us in this way- -marking the points. You must follow me carefully. I shall have to controvert one or two ideas. The geometry, for instance, they taught. Is not that rather a large thing to expect us to begin upon?" said Filby. I do not mean to ask you to accept anything without reasonable ground for. You will soon admit as much as I need from you. You know of course that a. They taught. you that? Neither has a mathematical plane. These things are mere. That is all right," said the Psychologist."Nor, having only length, breadth, and thickness, can a cube have a real. There I object," said Filby. Of course a solid body may exist. All real. things- -""So most people think. But wait a moment. Can an instantaneous cube. Don't follow you," said Filby."Can a cube that does not last for any time at all, have a real. Filby became pensive. Clearly," the Time Traveller proceeded, "any real. Length, Breadth. Thickness, and- -Duration. But through a natural infirmity of the flesh, which I. There are. really four dimensions, three which we call the three planes of Space, and a. Time. There is, however, a tendency to draw an unreal distinction. That," said a very young man, making spasmodic efforts to relight his cigar. Now, it is very remarkable that this is so extensively overlooked,". Time Traveller, with a slight accession of cheerfulness. Really. this is what is meant by the Fourth Dimension, though some people who talk. Fourth Dimension do not know they mean it. It is only another way of. Time. There is no difference between time and any of the three. But some. foolish people have got hold of the wrong side of that idea. You have all heard. Fourth Dimension?""I have not," said the Provincial Mayor."It is simply this. That Space, as our mathematicians have it, is spoken of. Length, Breadth, and Thickness. But some philosophical people have been asking why three dimensions. And have even tried to construct a Four- Dimension geometry. Professor Simon. Newcomb was expounding this to the New York Mathematical Society only a month. You know how on a flat surface, which has only two dimensions, we. See?""I think so," murmured the Provincial Mayor; and knitting his brows, he. Yes, I think I see it now," he said after some time, brightening in a. Well, I do not mind telling you I have been at work upon this geometry of. Four Dimensions for some time. Some of my results are curious. For instance. here is a portrait of a man at eight years old, another at fifteen, another at. All these are evidently. Three- Dimensional representations of his Four- Dimensioned. Scientific people," proceeded the Time Traveller, after the pause required. Time is only a kind. Space. Here is a popular scientific diagram, a weather record. This line I. trace with my finger shows the movement of the barometer. Yesterday it was so. Surely the mercury did not trace this line in any of the. Space generally recognized? But certainly it traced such a line. Time- Dimension.""But," said the Medical Man, staring hard at a coal in the fire, "if Time is. Space, why is it, and why has it always been. And why cannot we move in Time as we move. Space?"The Time Traveller smiled. Are you sure we can move freely in Space? Right. and left we can go, backward and forward freely enough, and men always have. I admit we move freely in two dimensions. But how about up and down? Gravitation limits us there.""Not exactly," said the Medical Man. There are balloons.""But before the balloons, save for spasmodic jumping and the inequalities of. Still they could move a little up and down," said the Medical Man."Easier, far easier down than up.""And you cannot move at all in Time, you cannot get away from the present. My dear sir, that is just where you are wrong. That is just where the whole. We are always getting away from the present movement. Our. mental existences, which are immaterial and have no dimensions, are passing. Time- Dimension with a uniform velocity from the cradle to the grave. Just as we should travel down if we began our existence fifty miles above the. But the great difficulty is this," interrupted the Psychologist. You can. move about in all directions of Space, but you cannot move about in Time.""That is the germ of my great discovery. But you are wrong to say that we. Time. For instance, if I am recalling an incident very. I go back to the instant of its occurrence: I become absent- minded, as. I jump back for a moment. Of course we have no means of staying back. Time, any more than a savage or an animal has of staying six. But a civilized man is better off than the savage in. He can go up against gravitation in a balloon, and why should he. Time- Dimension, or even turn about and travel the other way?""Oh, this," began Filby, "is all- -""Why not?" said the Time Traveller."It's against reason," said Filby."What reason?" said the Time Traveller."You can show black is white by argument," said Filby, "but you will never. Possibly not," said the Time Traveller. But now you begin to see the. Four Dimensions. Long ago I. To travel through Time!" exclaimed the Very Young Man."That shall travel indifferently in any direction of Space and Time, as the. Filby contented himself with laughter."But I have experimental verification," said the Time Traveller."It would be remarkably convenient for the historian," the Psychologist. One might travel back and verify the accepted account of the Battle. Hastings, for instance!""Don't you think you would attract attention?" said the Medical Man. Our. ancestors had no great tolerance for anachronisms.""One might get one's Greek from the very lips of Homer and Plato," the Very. Young Man thought."In which case they would certainly plough you for the Little- go. The German. scholars have improved Greek so much.""Then there is the future," said the Very Young Man. Just think! One might. To discover a society," said I, "erected on a strictly communistic. Of all the wild extravagant theories!" began the Psychologist."Yes, so it seemed to me, and so I never talked of it until- -""Experimental verification!" cried I. You are going to verify that?""The experiment!" cried Filby, who was getting brain- weary."Let's see your experiment anyhow," said the Psychologist, "though it's all. The Time Traveller smiled round at us. Then still smiling faintly, and with. The Psychologist looked at us. I wonder what he's got?""Some sleight- of- hand trick or other," said the Medical Man, and Filby tried. Burslem; but before he had finished. Time Traveller came back, and Filby's anecdote collapsed. The thing the Time Traveller held in his hand was a glittering metallic. There. was ivory in it, and some transparent crystalline substance. And now I must be. He took one of the small octagonal tables. On this table he placed the mechanism. Then he drew up. a chair, and sat down. The only other object on the table was a small shaded. There were also perhaps a. I sat in a low armchair. I drew this forward so as to be almost between the Time. Traveller and the fireplace. Filby sat behind him, looking over his shoulder. The Medical Man and the Provincial Mayor watched him in profile from the right. Psychologist from the left. The Very Young Man stood behind the. Psychologist. We were all on the alert. It appears incredible to me that any. The Time Traveller looked at us, and then at the mechanism. Well?" said the. Psychologist."This little affair," said the Time Traveller, resting his elbows upon the. It. is my plan for a machine to travel through time. You will notice that it looks. He pointed to the part with his finger. Also, here is one little white lever, and here is another."The Medical Man got up out of his chair and peered into the thing. It's. beautifully made," he said."It took two years to make," retorted the Time Traveller. Then when we had. Medical Man, he said: "Now I want you clearly to. This saddle represents the seat. Presently I am going to press the lever, and off the. It will vanish, pass into future Time, and disappear. Have a. good look at the thing. Look at the table too, and satisfy yourselves there is. I don't want to waste this model, and then be told I'm a. There was a minute's pause perhaps. The Psychologist seemed about to speak. Then the Time Traveller put forth his finger. No," he said suddenly. Lend me your hand." And turning to. Psychologist, he took that individual's hand in his own and told him to put. Petticoats & Pistols - Romancing The West. Hey everyone and happy Wednesday! When I got back from the Romance Writers of America National conference one week ago today, I was greeted by a house with no electricity or water, and a slightly stressed out husband. He also had to replace the refrigerator while I was gone. I was kind of getting afraid to answer the phone while I was in San Diego. I had a book due shortly after returning home, but with no electricity, finishing it proved to be a problem. Fortunately, I had a neighbor whose power sources were still running, so I’d meet him at the end of my driveway on his way home from work, hand off my laptop, he would take it home and charge it and then we’d meet at the end of the driveway when he headed back to work the next morning. I was so glad to have a fifteen hour battery. Life off the grid can be a challenge, but my power source is up and running again, and I’m writing away. To celebrate, I’m posting an excerpt from my September Harlequin Western Romance (formerly Harlequin American Romance), The Bull Rider’s Homecoming. My bull rider hero is babysitting the heroine’s twin daughters during an emergency. He’s never been around kids and is learning the ropes as he goes. I hope you enjoy.“Now what?â€Well, he certainly couldn’t leave the macaroni cooking and go home. What do you guys…girls…usually do while waiting for supper to cook?â€â€œWe do our schoolwork.â€â€œOr watch TV.â€â€œOr play on the computer.â€Or play dolls.â€Katie’s face brightened. Yeah. You can be the boy dolls!â€â€œI…â€But Kristen was already on her way out of the room, Katie close behind her. A moment later they came back carrying a box of dolls and small clothing. Trace pushed the hair back from his forehead. This was foreign territory. Katie set three fashion dolls in various states of dress on the table then looked up at Trace. Who do you want to be?â€â€œUh…where’s that guy doll you were talking about?â€Kristen dug into the bin and pulled out two identical boy dolls—one wearing striped pajamas and the other wearing jeans and a white shirt with an aluminum foil buckle on his small belt. This is Tyler and this is Jess. They’re twins. Like us.â€Trace knew Tyler and Jess Hayward, the bull- riding twins. He wondered if they knew they had tiny doppelgangers.“We don’t have many boy clothes,†Katie said.“And they don’t fit in the girl jeans, so Tyler has to wear his pajamas.â€â€œOr his beach shorts.†Katie pulled out a pair of flowered swim trunks. Trace picked up Tyler. So, what’s my job?â€â€œWe have to get the horses and then we play rodeo.â€Not what he’d been expecting.“Uncle Grady got us a bull, too, so Tyler and Jess can ride the bull.â€â€œIn his pajamas?†Trace asked.“Well, he has to wear something,†Katie remarked in a grown- up tone as she headed out of the room. She reappeared a few minutes later with a crate of horses and sure enough, there was a Brahma bull in with the plastic model horses.“I’ll get the cans,†Kristen said.“Cans?â€â€œFor barrel racing,†Katie said as if he was slow on the uptake. And so Trace got down on the floor and played rodeo with the girls. Tyler did very well riding the bull, but Jess got tossed off and landed in the sink of soapy water with a big splash, much to the girls’ delight.“Mom never lets us do that.â€â€œMom…†He almost said “doesn’t need to know†before he realized that was not a very wise thing to say to two impressionable seven- year- olds. Mom knows best,†he amended. He got to his feet and fished Jess out of the sink and left him to dry on the drain rack before sitting back down again. Out of curiosity, he asked, “Do you guys ever play anything but rodeo?â€â€œSometimes we play school and sometimes we play going- on- a- date, but mostly we play rodeo.â€â€œYou can go on a date to a rodeo,†Kristen announced. That’s where Uncle Grady and Lex went on their first date.â€â€œWe went, too!†Katie added.“That must have been some first date.â€â€œIt was,†Kristen said, suddenly solemn. Lex got scared and sad because her dad died at a rodeo, but Uncle Grady helped her get not afraid.â€â€œAnd now they’re getting married,†Katie interjected.“We’re flower girls!â€The Bull Rider’s Homecoming is available for pre- order from Amazon. Thanks for stopping by! Jeannie Watt lives off the grid in an historic cattle ranching area and loves all things western. When she's not writing, Jeannie enjoys sewing, making mosaic mirrors, riding her horses and buying hay. Lots and lots of hay.
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