The Secret Garden

by Frances Hodgson Burnett

When Mary Lennox was sent to Misselthwaite Manor to live with her uncle everybody said she was the most disagreeable loo...

Heidi

by Spyri, Johanna

FROM the old and pleasantly situated village of Mayenfeld, a footpath winds through green and shady meadows to the foot ...

Treasure Island

by Robert Louis Stevenson

SQUIRE TRELAWNEY, Dr. Livesey, and the rest of these gentlemen having asked me to write down the whole particulars about...

Little Women

by Louisa May Alcott

CHRISTMAS won't be Christmas without any pres- " grumbled Jo, lying on the rug.

The Jungle

by Upton Sinclair

IT was four o'clock when the ceremony was over and the carriages began to arrive.

Jane Eyre

by Charlotte Brontë

THERE was no possibility of taking a walk that day.

White Fang

by Jack London

Dark spruce forest frowned on either side the frozen waterway.

Maurice

by E. M. Forster

Once a term the whole school went for a walk-that is to say the three masters took part as well as all the boys.

Pollyanna

by Eleanor Hodgman Porter, Porter

Miss Polly Harrington entered her kitchen a little hurriedly this June morning.

Middlemarch

by George Eliot

Miss Brooke had that kind of beauty which seems to be thrown into relief by poor dress.

Hard Times

by Charles Dickens

NOW, what I want is, Facts.

Ivanhoe

by Sir Walter Scott

In that pleasant district of merry England which is watered by the river Don, there extended in ancient times a large fo...

Orlando

by Virginia Woolf

HE-for there could be no doubt of his sex, though the fashion of the time did something to disguise it-was in the act of...

The Scarlet Letter

by Nathaniel Hawthorne

Nathaniel Hawthorne was born on July 4, 1804 in Salem, Massachusetts, the only son of Captain Nathaniel Hathorne and Eli...

Ethan Frome

by Edith Wharton

I HAD the story, bit by bit, from various people and, as generally happens in such cases, each time it was a different s...

To the Lighthouse

by Virginia Woolf

The Princess Bride

by William Goldman

The Wind in the Willows

by Kenneth Grahame

THE MOLE HAD been working very hard all the morning, spring-cleaning his little home.

Persuasion

by Jane Austen

SIR WALTER ELLIOT, of Kellynch Hall, in Somersetshire, was a man who, for his own amusement, never took up any book but ...

Frankenstein; or, The Modern Prometheus

by Mary Shelley

THE LOGBOOK OF CAPTAIN ROBERT WALTON FROM THE SHIP, THE ARCHANGEL.