A few books well read, and an intelligent choice of those few,—these are the fundamentals for self-education by reading.
If only a few well chosen, it is better to avail yourself of choices others have already made—old books, the standard works tested by many generations of readers. If only a few, let them be books of highest character and established fame. Such books are easily found even in small public libraries.
For the purpose of this chapter, which is to aid in forming a taste for reading, there should be no confusion of choice by naming too many books of one author. If you read one and like it, you can easily find another.
It is a cardinal rule that if you do not like a book, do not read it. What another likes, you may not. Any book list is suggestive; it can be binding only on those who prize it. Like attracts like.
Did you ever think that the thing you are looking for is looking for you; that it is the very law of affinities to get together?
If you are coarse in your tastes, vicious in your tendencies, you do not have to work very hard to find coarse vicious books; they are seeking you by the very law of attraction.
One's taste for reading is much like his taste for food. Dull books are to be avoided, as one refuses food disagreeable to him; to someone else the book may not be dull, nor the food disagreeable. Whole nations may eat cabbage, or stale fish, while I like neither. Ultimately, therefore, every reader must make his own selection, and find the book that finds him. Any one not a random reader will soon select a short shelf of books that he may like better than a longer shelf that exactly suits some one else. Either will be a shelf of good books, neither a shelf of the best books, since if best for you or me, they may not be best for everybody.
A most learned man in India, in turning the leaves of a book, as he read, felt a little prick in his finger; a tiny snake dropped out and wriggled out of sight. The pundit's finger began to swell, then his arm; and in an hour, he was dead.
Who has not noticed in the home a snake in a book that has changed the character of a boy through its moral poison so that he was never quite the same again?
How well did Carlyle divide books into sheep and goats.
It is probable that the careers of the majority of criminals in our prisons to-day might have been vastly different if the character of their reading when young had been different; had it been up-lifting, wholesome, instead of degrading.
"Christian Endeavor" Clark read a notice conspicuously posted in a large city:—"All boys should read the wonderful story of the desperado brothers of the Western plains, whose strange and thrilling adventures of successful robbery and murder have never before been equaled. Price five cents." The next morning, Dr. Clark read in a newspaper of that city that seven boys had been arrested for burglary, and four stores broken into by the "gang." One of the ringleaders was only ten years old. At their trial, it appeared that each had invested five cents in the story of border crime. "Red-eyed Dick, the Terror of the Rockies," or some such story has poisoned many a lad's life. A seductive, demoralizing book destroys the ambition unless for vicious living. All that was sweet, beautiful, and wholesome in the character before seems to vanish, and everything changes after the reading of a single bad book. It has aroused the appetite for more forbidden pleasures, until it crowds out the desire for everything better, purer, healthier. Mental dissipation from this exciting literature, often dripping with suggestiveness of impurity, giving a passport to the prohibited; this is fatal to all soundness of mind.
A lad once showed to another a book full of words and pictures of impurity. He only had it in his hands a few moments. Later in life he held high office in the church, and years afterward told a friend that he would have given half he possessed had he never seen it.
Light, flashy stories, with no intention in them, seriously injured the mind of a brilliant young lady, I once knew. Like the drug fiend whose brain has been stupefied, her brain became completely demoralized by constant mental dissipation. Familiarity with the bad, ruins the taste for the good. Her ambition and ideas of life became completely changed. Her only enjoyment was the excitement of her imagination through vicious books.
Nothing else will more quickly injure a good mind than familiarity with the frivolous, the superficial. Even though they may not be actually vicious, the reading of books which are not true to life, which carry home no great lesson, teach no sane or healthful philosophy, but are merely written to excite the passions, to stimulate a morbid curiosity, will ruin the best of minds in a very short time. It tends to destroy the ideals and to ruin the taste for all good reading.
Read, read, read all you can. But never read a bad book or a poor book. Life is too short, time too precious, to spend it in reading anything but the best.
Any book is bad for you, the reading of which takes away your desire for a better one.
Many people still hold that it is a bad thing for the young to read works of fiction. They believe that young minds get a moral twist from reading that which they know is not true, the descriptions of mere imaginary heroes and heroines, and of things which never happened. Now, this is a very narrow, limited view of a big question. These people do not understand the office of the imagination; they do not realize that many of the fictitious heroes and heroines that live in our minds, even from childhood's days, are much more real in their influence on our lives than some of those that exist in flesh and blood.
Dickens' marvelous characters seem more real to us than any we have ever met. They have followed millions of people from childhood to old age, and influenced their whole lives for good. Many of us would look upon it as a great calamity to have these characters of fiction blotted out of our memory and their influence taken out of our lives.
Readers are sometimes so wrought up by a good work of fiction, their minds are raised to such a pitch of courage and daring, all their faculties so sharpened and braced, their whole nature so stimulated, that they can for the time being attempt and accomplish things which were impossible to them without the stimulus.
This, it seems to me, is one of the great values of fiction. If it is good and elevating, it is a splendid exercise of all the mental and moral faculties; it increases courage; it rouses enthusiasm; it sweeps the brain-ash off the mind, and actually strengthens its ability to grasp new principles and to grapple with the difficulties of life.
Many a discouraged soul has been refreshened, re-invigorated, has taken on new life by the reading of a good romance. I recall a bit of fiction, called "The Magic Story," which has helped thousands of discouraged souls, given them new hope, new life, when they were ready to give up the struggle.
The reading of good fiction is a splendid imagination exerciser and builder. It stimulates it by suggestions, powerfully increases its picturing capacity, and keeps it fresh and vigorous and wholesome, and a wholesome imagination plays a very great part in every sane and worthy life. It makes it possible for us to shut out the most disagreeable past, to shut out at will all hideous memories of our mistakes, failures, and misfortunes; it helps us to forget our trouble and sorrows, and to slip at will into a new, fresh world of our own making, a world which we can make as beautiful, as sublime, as we wish. The imagination is a wonderful substitute for wealth, luxuries, and for material things. No matter how poor we may be, or how unfortunate, we may be bedridden even, we can by its aid travel round the world, visit its greatest cities, and create the most beautiful things for ourselves.
Sir John Herschel tells an amusing anecdote illustrating the pleasure derived from a book, not assuredly of the first order. In a certain village the blacksmith had got hold of Richardson's novel "Pamela, or Virtue Rewarded," and used to sit on his anvil in the long summer evenings and read it aloud to a large and attentive audience. It is by no means a short book, but they fairly listened to it all. "At length, when the happy turn of fortune arrived, which brings the hero and heroine together, and sets them living long and happily according to the most approved rules, the congregation were so delighted as to raise a great shout, and, procuring the church keys, actually set the parish bells ringing."
"It all comes back to us now," said the brilliant editor of the "Interior" not long ago, "that winter evening in the old home. The curtains are down, the fire is sending out a cheerful warmth and the shaded lamps diffusing a well-tempered radiance. The lad of fifteen is bent over a borrowed volume of sea tales. For hours he reads on, oblivious of all surroundings, until parental attention is drawn toward him by the unusual silence. The boy is seen to be trembling from head to foot with suppressed excitement. A fatherly hand is laid upon the volume, closing it firmly, and the edict is spoken, 'No more novels for five years.' And the lad goes off to bed, half glad, half grieved, wondering whether he has found fetters or achieved freedom.
"In truth he had received both; for that indiscriminating command forbade to him during a formative period of his life works which would have kindled his imagination, enriched his fancy, and heightened his power of expression; but if it closed to him the Garden of Hesperides, it also saved him from a possible descent to the Inferno; it made heroes of history, not demigods of mythology, his companions, and reserved to maturer years those excursions in the literature of the imagination which may lead a young man up to heaven or as easily drag him down to hell.
"The boy who is permitted to saturate his mind with stories of 'battle, murder, and sudden death,' is fitting himself, as the records of our juvenile courts show, for the penitentiary or perhaps the gallows. No man can handle pitch without defilement. We may choose our books, but we can not choose their effects. We may plant the vine or sow the thistle, but we can not command what fruit each shall bear. We may loosely select our library, but by and by it will fit us close as a glove.
"There was never such a demand for fiction as now, and never larger opportunities for its usefulness. Nothing has such an attraction for life as life. But what the heart craves is not 'life as it is.' It is life as it ought to be. We want not the feeble but the forceful; not the commonplace but the transcendent. Nobody objects to the 'purpose novel' except those who object to the purpose. Dealing as it does in the hands of a great master, with the grandest passions, the most tender emotions, the divinest hopes, it can portray all these spiritual forces in their majestic sweep and uplift. And as a matter of history, we have seen the novel achieve in a single generation the task at which the homily had labored ineffectively for a hundred years. Realizing this, it is safe to say that there is not a theory of the philosopher, a hope of the reformer, or a prayer of the saint which does not eventually take form in a story. The novel has wings, while logic plods with a staff. In the hour it takes the metaphysician to define his premises, the story-teller has reached the goal—and after him tumbles the crowd tumultuous."
With the assistance of Rev. Dr. E. P. Tenney, I venture upon the following lists of books in various lines of reading:
Fiction
"The Arabian Nights Entertainment."
"Stories from the Arabian Nights" (Riverside School Library), contains many of the more famous stories. 50 c.
Irving Bachelder's [Transcriber's note: "Bacheller"?] "Eben Holden," is a good book. 400,000 copies were sold.
J. M. Barrie's "Little Minister," a story of Scottish life, is very bright reading.
Bunyan's "Pilgrim's Progress," is one of the most famous of allegories.
Cervantes' "Don Quixote" is so widely known that any well-read man should know it. Its humor never grows old.
Ralph Connor's three books,—"The Man from Glengarry," "Black Rock," and "The Sky Pilot,"—have sold 400,000 copies.
Of George W. Cable's books, "The Cavalier," and "Old Creole Days" are among the best.
Dinah Mulock Craik's "John Halifax, Gentleman," is of rare merit.
C. E. Craddock's (pseudonym), "In the Tennessee Mountains" is entertaining. A powerful story of mountain-life.
Of F. Marion Crawford's stories, among the best are "Mr. Isaacs" and "A Roman Singer."
Alexander Dumas' "Count of Monte Christo" [Transcriber's note: "Cristo"?] is a world-famous romance.
Of George Eliot, "Silas Marner" is the best of the short stories, and "Romola" the best of the long. "Adam Bede" ranks barely second to "Silas Marner."
Charlotte Bronte's "Jane Eyre" remains a classic among earlier English novels.
Edward Everett Hale's "Man without a Country" will be read as long as the American flag flies.
Hawthorne's "Mosses from an Old Manse" are stories of unique interest, and "The Scarlet Letter" is known to all well-read people.
Of Rudyard Kipling, read "Kim," and "The Man Who Would be King."
Pierre Loti's "Iceland Fisherman" is translated by A. F. de Koven. McClurg, $1.00.
S. Weir Mitchell's "Hugh Wynne" sold 125,000 copies.
Thomas Nelson Page's "Gordon Keith" sold 200,000 copies.
If you read only one of Walter Scott's novels, take "Ivanhoe," or "The Talisman." Five more of those most read are likely to follow.
Henryk Sienkiewicz's "Quo Vadis" is most notable.
Robert L. Stevenson's "Treasure Island," and "Doctor Jekyll and Mr. Hyde," and "The Merry Men and Other Tales," are fair examples of the charm and insight of this author.
He who reads Frank Stockton's "Rudder Grange" is likely to read more of this author's books.
Mrs. H. B. Stowe's "Uncle Tom's Cabin" is still one of the great stories of the world.
Of Mark Twain, "Huckleberry Finn," "The Innocents Abroad," and the "Story of Joan of Arc" are representative volumes.
Miss Warner's "Wide, Wide World" is unique in American fiction.
John Watson's "Beside the Bonnie Briar Bush," sold 200,000 copies in America.
Lew Wallace's "Ben Hur" is the greatest of scriptural romances.
Thirty-eight books by twenty-eight authors. It would have been easier to name a hundred authors and two hundred books.
I will add from "The Critic" a list whose sales have reached six figures:—
Books of Every-day Life
"David Harum," by Westcott . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 727,000"Mrs. Wiggs of the Cabbage Patch," by Alice Hegan Rice 345,000"The Virginian," by Owen Wister . . . . . . . . . . . 250,000"Lovey Mary," by Alice Hegan Rice . . . . . . . . . . 188,000"The Birds' Christmas Carol," by Mrs. Wiggin . . . . . 100,000"The Story of Patsy," by Mrs. Wiggin . . . . . . . . . 100,000"The Leopard's Spots," by Thomas G. Dixon, Jr. . . . 125,000
Romantic
"Richard Carvel," by Winston Churchill . . . . . . . . 400,000"The Crisis," by Winston Churchill . . . . . . . . . . 400,000"Graustark," by G. B. McCutcheon . . . . . . . . . . . 300,000"The Eternal City," by Hall Caine . . . . . . . . . . 175,000"Dorothy Vernon," by Charles Major . . . . . . . . . . 150,000"The Manxman," by Hall Caine . . . . . . . . . . . . . 113,000"When Knighthood Was in Flower," by Charles Major . . 400,000"To Have and to Hold," by Miss Johnston . . . . . . . 300,000"Audrey," by Miss Johnston . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 165,000"The Helmet of Navarre," by Bertha Runkle . . . . . . 100,000
The great use in reading is for self-discovery. Inspirational, character-making, life-shaping books are the main thing.
Cotton Mather's "Essay to Do Good" influenced the whole career of Benjamin Franklin.
There are books that have raised the ideals and materially influenced entire nations.
Who can estimate the value of books that spur ambition, that awaken slumbering possibilities?
Are we ambitious to associate with people who inspire us to nobler deeds? Let us then read uplifting books, which stir us to make the most of ourselves.
We all know how completely changed we sometimes are after reading a book which has taken a strong, vigorous hold upon us.
Thousands of people have found themselves through the reading of some book, which has opened the door within them and given them the first glimpse of their possibilities. I know men and women whose whole lives have been molded, the entire trend of their careers completely changed, uplifted beyond their dreams by the books they have read.
When Senator Petters of Alabama went to California on horseback in 1849, he took with him a Bible, Shakespeare, and Burns's poems. He said that those books read and thought about, on the great plains, forever after spoiled him for reading poorer books. "The silence, the solitude," he said, "and the strange flickering light of the camp fire, seemed to bring out the tremendous significance of those great books; and I treasure them to-day as my choicest possessions."
Marshall Field and other proprietors of the great business houses of Chicago petitioned the school authorities for improved instruction along moral lines, affirming that the boys needed religious ideas to make them more reliable in business affairs.
It has been said by President White of Cornell that,—"The great thing needed to be taught in this country istruth, simple ethics, the distinction between right and wrong. Stress should be laid uponwhat is best in biography, uponnoble deeds and sacrifices, especially those which show that the greatest man is not the greatest orator, or the tricky politician. They are a curse; what we need isnoble men. National loss comes as the penalty for frivolous boyhood and girlhood, that gains no moral stamina from wholesome books."
If youths learn to feed on the thoughts of the great men and women of all times, they will never again be satisfied with the common or low; they will never again be satisfied with mediocrity; they will aspire to something higher and nobler.
A day which is passed without treasuring up some good thought is not well spent. Every day is a leaf in the book of life. Do not waste a day any more than you would tear out leaves from the book of life.
The Bible, such manuals as "Daily Strength for Daily Needs," such books as Professor C. C. Everett's "Ethics for Young People"; Lucy Elliott Keeler's "If I Were a Girl Again"; "Beauty through Hygiene," by Dr. Emma F. Walker, such essays as Robert L. Stevenson's "Gentlemen" (in his "Familiar Studies of Men and Books") Munger's "On the Threshold"; John Ruskin's "Sesame and Lilies"—these are the books that make young men and maidens so trustworthy that the Marshall Fields and John Wanamakers want their aid in the conduct of great business concerns. Blessed are they who go much farther in later years, and who become familiar with those
"Olympian bards who sangDivine ideas below,Which always find us youngAnd always keep us so."
The readers who do not know the Concord philosopher Emerson, and the great names of antiquity, Marcus Aurelius, Epictetus and Plato, have yet great pleasures to come.
Aside from reading fiction, books of travel are of the best for mental diversion; then there are Nature Studies, and Science and Poetry,—all affording wholesome recreation, all of an uplifting character, and some of them opening up study specialties of the highest order, as in the great range of books classified as Natural Science.
The reading and study of poetry is much like the interest one takes in the beauties of natural scenery. Much of the best poetry is indeed a poetic interpretation of nature. Whittier and Longfellow and Bryant lead their readers to look on nature with new eyes, as Ruskin opened the eyes of Henry Ward Beecher.
A great deal of the best prose is in style and sentiment of a true poetic character, lacking only the metrical form. To become familiar with Tennyson and Shakespeare, and the brilliant catalogue of British poets is in itself a liberal education. Rolfe's Shakespeare is in handy volumes, and so edited as to be of most service. Palgrave's "Golden Treasury" of the best songs and lyrical poems in the English language was edited with the advice and collaboration of Tennyson. His "Children's Treasury" of lyrical poetry is most attractive. Emerson's Parnassus, and Whittier's "Three Centuries of Song" are excellent collections of the most famous poems of the ages.
Of Books of Travel, here are a dozen titles, where one might easily name twelve hundred:—
Edmondo de Amicis,—"Holland and Its People," and his "Constantinople."
Frank T. Bullen's "Cruise of the Cachelot Round the World After Sperm Wales."
J. M. Hoppin's "Old England."
Clifton Johnson, "Among English Hedgerows."
W. D. Howell's "Venetian Life"; "Italian Journeys."
Irving's "Sketch Book," and the "Alhambra."
Henry James, "Portraits of Places."
Arthur Smith's "Chinese Characteristics," and especially his "Village Life in China."
It would be impossible to list books more interesting and more useful than most fiction, which may be called Nature Studies.
I will name a few books that will certainly incite the reader to search for more:—
Ernest Ingersoll's "Book of the Ocean."
Professor E. S. Holder's "The Sciences," a reading book for children.
Jean Mace's "History of a Mouthful of Bread."
E. A. Martin's "Story of a Piece of Coal."
Professor Charles A. Young's "The Sun," revised edition 1895.
Serviss' "Astronomy with an Opera-Glass," "Pleasures of the Telescope," "The Skies and the Earth."
Thoreau's "Walden; or Life in the Woods."
Mrs. F. T. Parsons' (Smith) Dana. "According to Seasons"; talks about the flowers in the order of their appearance in the woods and fields. Describes wild flowers in order of blooming, with information about their haunts and habits. Also, by the same author, "How to Know the Wild Flowers". Describes briefly more than 400 varieties common east of Chicago, grouping them by color.
Seton-Thompson's "Wild Animals I have Known"; of which 100,000 copies have been sold.
F. A. Lucas' "Animals of the Past"
Bradford Towey's "Birds in the Bush," and "Everyday Birds."
President D. S. Jordan's "True Tales of Birds and Beasts."
D. L. Sharp's "A Watcher in the Woods."
W. H. Gibson's "Sharp Eyes."
M. W. Morley's "The Bee-people."
Never before was a practical substitute for a college education at home made so cheap, so easy, and so attractive. Knowledge of all kinds is placed before us in a most attractive and interesting manner. The best of the literature of the world is found to-day in thousands of American homes where fifty years ago it could only have been obtained by the rich.
What a shame it is that under such conditions as these an American should grow up ignorant, should be uneducated in the midst of such marvelous opportunities for self-improvement! Indeed, most of the best literature in every line to-day appears in the current periodicals, in the form of short articles. Many of our greatest writers spend a vast amount of time in the drudgery of travel and investigation in gathering material for these articles, and the magazine publishers pay thousands of dollars for what a reader can get for ten or fifteen cents. Thus the reader secures for a trifle in periodicals or books the results of months and often years of hard work and investigation of our greatest writers.
A New York millionaire,—a prince among merchants,—took me over his palatial residence on Fifth Avenue, every room of which was a triumph of the architect's, of the decorator's, and of the upholsterer's art. I was told that the decorations of a single sleeping-room had cost ten thousand dollars. On the walls were paintings secured at fabulous prices, and about the rooms were pieces of massive and costly furniture, and draperies representing a small fortune, and carpets on which it seemed almost sacrilege to tread covered the floors. But there was scarcely a book in the house. He had expended a fortune for physical pleasures, comforts, luxury, and display. It was pitiful to think of the physical surfeit and mental starvation of the children of such a home as that. When I went out, he told me that he came to the city a poor boy, with all his worldly possessions done up in a little red bandana. "I am a millionaire," he said, "but I want to tell you that I would give half I have to-day for a decent education."
Many a rich man has confessed to confidential friends and his own heart that he would give much of his wealth,—all, if necessary,—to see his son a manly man, free from the habits which abundance has formed and fostered till they have culminated in sin and degradation and perhaps crime; and has realized that, in all his ample provision, he has failed to provide that which might have saved his son and himself from loss and torture,—good books.
There is a wealth within the reach of the poorest mechanic and day-laborer in this country that kings in olden times could not possess, and that is the wealth of a well-read, cultured mind. In this newspaper age, this age of cheap books and periodicals, there is no excuse for ignorance, for a coarse, untrained mind. To-day no one is so handicapped, if he have health and the use of his faculties, that he can not possess himself of wealth that will enrich his whole life, and enable him to converse and mingle with the most cultured people. No one is so poor but that it is possible for him to lay hold of that which will broaden his mind, which will inform and improve him, and lift him out of the brute stage of existence into their god-like realm of knowledge.
"No entertainment is so cheap as reading," says Mary Wortley Montague; "nor any pleasure so lasting." Good books elevate the character, purify the taste,take the attractiveness out of low pleasures, and lift us upon a higher plane of thinking and living.
"A great part of what the British spend on books," says Sir John Lubbock, "they save in prisons and police."
It seems like a miracle that the poorest boy can converse freely with the greatest philosophers and scientists, statesmen, warriors, authors of all time with little expense, that the inmates of the humblest cabin may follow the stories of the nations, the epochs of history, the story of liberty, the romance of the world, and the course of human progress.
Have you just been to a well educated sharp-sighted employer to find work? You did not need to be at any trouble to tell him the names of the books you have read, because they have left their indelible mark upon your face and your speech. Your pinched, starved vocabulary, your lack of polish, your slang expressions, tell him of the trash you have given your precious time to. He knows that you have not rightly systemized your hours. He knows that thousands of young men and women whose lives are crowded to overflowing with routine work and duties, manage to find time to keep posted on what is going on in the world, and for systematic, useful reading.
Carlyle said that a collection of books is a university. What a pity that the thousands of ambitious, energetic men and women who missed their opportunities for an education at the school age, and feel crippled by their loss, fail to catch the significance of this, fail to realize the tremendous cumulative possibilities of that great life-improver that admirable substitute for a college or university education—reading.
"Of the things which man can do or make here below," it was said by the sage of Chelsea, "by far the most momentous, wonderful, and worthy, are the things we call Books! Those poor bits of rag-paper with black ink on them; from the Daily Newspaper to the sacred Hebrew Book, what have they not done, what are they not doing?"
President Schurmann of Cornell, points with pride to a few books in his library which he says he bought when a poor boy by going many a day without his dinner.
The great German Professor Oken was not ashamed to ask Professor Agassiz to dine with him on potatoes and salt, that he might save money for books.
King George III, used to say that lawyers do not know so much more law than other people; but they know better where to find it.
A practical working knowledge of how to find what is in the book world, relating to any given point, is worth a vast deal from a financial point of view. And by such knowledge, one forms first an acquaintance with books, then friendship.
"When I consider," says James Freeman Clarke, "what some books have done for the world, and what they are doing, how they keep up our hope, awaken new courage and faith, soothe pain, give an ideal of life to those whose homes are hard and cold, bind together distant ages and foreign lands, create new worlds of beauty, bring down truths from heaven,—I give eternal blessings for this gift."
For the benefit of the younger readers we give below a list of forty juveniles.
Aesop's "Fables."
Louise M. Alcott's "Little Women," "Little Men," which stood at the top of a list of books chosen in eleven thousand elementary class-rooms in New York.
T. B. Aldrich's "Story of a Bad Boy."
Anderson's "Fairy Tales."
Amelia E. Barr's "The Bow of Orange Ribbon," a book for girls.
"Black Beauty."
E. S. Brooks, "True Story of General Grant."
Bulfinch's "Children's Lives of Great Men," "Age of Chivalry," and "Age of Fable."
Bullen's "Log of a Sea Waif."
Burnett's "Little Lord Fauntleroy," and "Sara Crewe," the latter a book for girls.
Butterworth's "Zig-Zag Journeys."
Carleton Coffin's, "Boys' of '76."
Eva Lovett Carson's "The Making of a Girl."
Ralph Connor's "Gwen," a book for girls.
Louis Carroll's "Alice in Wonderland," and "Through the Looking Glass."
Dana's "Two Years Before the Mast."
"De Amicin's Cuore," which has sold 200,000 in Italy.
DeFoe's "Robinson Crusoe."
Mary Mapes Dodge, "Hans Brinker," or "The Silver Skates," "Life in Holland."
Eugene Field's "A Little Book of Profitable Tales." It has sold 200,000 copies.
Grimm's "Fairy Tales."
Habberton's "Helen's Babies."
E. E. Hale's "Boy Heroes."
Chandler Harris' "Little Mr. Thimblefinger and His Queer Country; What the Children Saw and Heard There." Fantastic tale interweaving negro animal stories and other Georgia folklore with modern inventions. "Mr. Rabbit At Home"; sequel to "Little Mr. Thimblefinger and His Queer Country." Animal stories told to children.
Charles Kingsley's "Water Babies."
Kipling's "Jungle Books," which have sold 175,000 copies.
Knox's "Boy Travelers."
Lanier's "Boy Froissart," and "Boy's King Arthur."
Edward Lear's "Nonsense Books."
Mabie's "Norse Stories."
Samuel's "From the Forecastle to the Cabin." The experiences of the author who ran away from home and shipped as cabin boy; points out dangers that beset a seafaring life.
Mrs. A. D. T. Whitney's "Faith Gartney's Girlhood."
Kate Douglas Wiggin's "Rebecca of Sunnybrook Farm."
Not long ago President Eliot of Harvard College aroused widespread controversy over his selection of a library of books, which might be contained on a five-foot shelf. We append his selections as indicative of the choice of a great scholar and educator.
The following sixteen titles may be had in Everyman's Library, cloth 350. net per volume; leather 70 c. net per volume:
President Eliot's Five-Foot Shelf
Benjamin Franklin's Autobiography.Sir Thomas Browne's "Religio Medici.""Confessions of St. Augustine."Shelley's "The Cenci" (contained in volume two of the complete works).Emerson's "English Traits," and "Representative Men."Emerson's Essays.Chaucer's "Canterbury Tales."Bacon's Essays.Walton's "Complete Angler."Milton's Poems.Goethe's "Faust."Marlowe's "Dr. Faustus."Marcus Aurelius' "Meditations."Browning's "Blot on the Scutcheon" (contained in volume one of the poems).Dante's "Divine Comedy."Bunyan's "Pilgrim's Progress."Thomas Á. Kempis' "Imitation of Christ."Burns's "Tam O'Shanter."Dryden's "Translation of the Aeneid."Walton's Lives of Donne, and Herbert.Ben Johnson's "Volpone."Smith's "Wealth of Nations."Plutarch's "Lives."Letters of Pliny.Cicero's Select Letters.Plato's "Phaedrus."Epictetus' Discourses.Socrates' "Apology and Crito."Beaumont and Fletcher's "Maid's Tragedy."Milton's Tractate on Education.Bacon's "New Atlantis."Darwin's "Origin of Species."Webster's "Duchess of Malfi."Dryden's "All for Love."Thomas Middleton's "The Changeling."John Woolman's Journal."Arabian Nights."Tennyson's "Becket."Penn's "Fruits of Solitude."Milton's "Areopagitica."
The following list of books is offered as suggestive of profitable lines of reading for all classes and tastes:
Books on Nature
Thoreau's, "Cape Cod," "Maine Woods," "Excursions."Burroughs' "Ways of Nature," "Wake Robin," "Signs and Seasons," "Pepacton."Jefferies' "Life of the Fields," "Wild Life in a Southern Country," and "Idylls of Field and Hedgerow."Lubbock's "Beauties of Nature."Maeterlinck's "Life of the Bee."Thompson's "My Winter Garden."Warner's "My Summer in a Garden."Van Dyke's "Little Rivers," "Fisherman's Luck."White's "The Forest."Mrs. Wright's "Garden of a Commuter's Wife."Wordsworth's and Bryant's Poems.
Novels Descriptive of American Life
Simms' "The Partisan."Cooper's "The Spy."Hawthorne's "The House of the Seven Gables."Cable's "Old Creole Days," "The Grandissimes."Howells' "The Rise of Silas Lapham."Howells' "A Hazard of New Fortunes."Eggleston's "A Hoosier Schoolmaster."Bret Harte's "Luck of Roaring Camp and Other Stories."Mary Hallock Foote's "The Led-Horse Claim."Octave Thanet's "Heart of Toil," "Stories of a Western Town."Wister's "The Virginian," "Lady Baltimore."E. Hopkinson Smith's "The Fortune of Oliver Horn."Thomas Nelson Page's "Short Stories," and "Red Rock."Mrs. Delands' "Old Chester Tales."J. L. Allen's "Flute and Violin," "The Choir Invisible."Frank Norris' "The Octopus," "The Pit"Garland's "Main Traveled Roads."Miss Jewett's "Country of the Pointed Firs," "The Tory Lover."Miss Wilkins' "New England Nun," "Pembroke."Churchill's "The Crisis," "Coniston," "Mr. Crewe's Career."Brander Matthews' "His Father's Son."S. Weir Mitchell's "Hugh Wynne."Fox's "The Little Shepherd of Kingdom Come."Mrs. Wharton's "The House of Mirth."Robert Grant's "Unleavened Bread."Robert Herrick's "The Common Lot," "The Memoirs of an American Citizen."Grace E. King's "Balcony Stories."
Books Which Interpret American Ideals
Emerson's Addresses and Essays.Lowell's Essay on Democracy.Lincoln's Inaugural Addresses.Booker T. Washington's "Up from Slavery."Jacob Riis' "The Making of An American."Higginson's "The New World and the New Book."Brander Matthews' "Introduction to American Literature."Whittier's "Snow-Bound."Louise Manley's "Southern Literature."Thomas Nelson Page's "The Old South."E. J. Turner's "The Rise of the New West"Churchill's "The Crossing."James Bryce's "American Commonwealth."
Some of the Best Biographies
"Life of Sir Walter Scott," Lockhart."Life of Frederick the Great," Carlyle."Alfred Lord Tennyson," by his son."Life and Letters of Thomas Henry Huxley," by his son.Plutarch's "Lives.""Lives of Seventy of the Most Eminent Painters, Sculptors and Architects," Vasari."Cicero and His Friends," Boissier."Life of Samuel Johnson," Boswell.Autobiography of Leigh Hunt."Memoirs of My Life and Writings," Gibbon.Autobiography of Martineau."Life of John Sterling," Carlyle."Life and Times of Goethe," Grimm."Life and Letters of Macaulay," Trevelyan."Life of Charles James Fox," Trevelyan."Life of Carlyle," Froude.Benvenuto Cellini's Autobiography.Boswell's "Johnson."Trevelyan's "Life of Macaulay."Carlyle's, "Frederick the Great."Stanley's, "Thomas Arnold."Hughes', "Alfred the Great."Mrs. Kingsley's, "Charles Kingsley."Lounsbury's, "Cooper."Greenslet's, "Lowell," and "Aldrich."Mims', "Sidney Lanier."Wister's, "Seven Ages of Washington."Grant's Autobiography.Morley's, "Chatham."Harrison's, "Cromwell."W. Clark Russell's, "Nelson."Morse's, "Benjamin Franklin."
Twenty-four American Biographies
"Abraham Lincoln," Schurz."Life of George Washington," Irving."Charles Eliot, Landscape Architect," Eliot."Nathaniel Hawthorne and His Wife," Hawthorne."Henry Wadsworth Longfellow," Higginson."James Russell Lowell," Greenslet."Life of Francis Parkman," Farnham."Edgar Alien Poe," Woodberry.Autobiography of Joseph Jefferson."Walt Whitman," Perry."Life and Letters of Whittier," Pickard."James Russell Lowell and His Friends," Hale."George Washington," Wilson.Autobiography of Benjamin Franklin."Story of My Life," Helen Keller."Autobiography of a Journalist," Stillman."Autobiography of Seventy Years," Hoar."Life of Thomas Bailey Aldrich," Greenslet."Life of Alice Freeman Palmer," Palmer."Personal Memoirs," Grant."Memoirs," Sherman."Memoirs of Ralph Waldo Emerson," Cabot."Sidney Lanier," Mims."Life of J. Fenimore Cooper," Lounsbury.
The books enumerated have been selected as examples of the best in their respective classes. Even those books of fiction chosen, primarily, for entertainment, are instructive and educational. Whether the reader's taste runs to history, biography, travel, nature study, or fiction, he may select any one of the books named in these respective classifications and be assured of possessing a volume worthy of reading and ownership.
It is the author's hope and desire that the list of books he has given, limited as it is, may prove of value to those seeking self-education, and that the books may encourage the disheartened, stimulate ambition, and serve as stepping stones to higher ideals and nobler purposes in life.