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"House-Hunting as an Outdoor Amusement" by H. G. Wells is a short essay. H. G. Wells once different, humorous social satire and ironic.

"Incidental Thoughts on a Bald Head" by H. G. Wells is a short essay. H. G. Wells once different, humorous social satire and ironic.

"Concerning Chess" by H. G. Wells is a short essay. H. G. Wells once different, humorous social satire and ironic.

"For Freedom of Spelling: The Discovery of an Art" by H. G. Wells is a short essay. H. G. Wells once different, humorous social satire and ironic. It is curious that people do not grumble more at having to spell correctly.

"The Literary Regimen" by H. G. Wells is a short essay. H. G. Wells once different, humorous social satire and ironic. At the risk of offending the young beginner's illusions, he must be reminded of one or two homely but important facts bearing upon literary production. Homely as they are, they explain much that is at first puzzling.

"Dunstone's Dear Lady" by H. G. Wells is a short essay. H. G. Wells once different, humorous social satire and ironic. The story of Dunstone is so slight, so trivial in its cardinal incidents, such a business of cheap feathers and bits of ribbon on the surface, that I should hesitate to tell it, were it not for its Inwardness, what one might call the symbolism of the thing. Frankly, I do not clearly see what that symbolism is, but I feel it hovering in some indefinable way whenever I recall his case.

"The Language of Flowers" by H. G. Wells is a short essay. H. G. Wells once different, humorous social satire and ironic. During the early Victorian revival of chivalry the Language of Flowers had some considerable vogue. The Romeo of the mutton-chop whiskers was expected to keep this delicate symbolism in view, and even to display his wit by some dainty conceits in it.

"The Book of Essays Dedicatory" by H. G. Wells is a short essay. H. G. Wells once different, humorous social satire and ironic. I have been bothered about this book this three months. I have written scarcely anything since Llewellyn asked me for it, for when he asked me I had really nothing on hand. I had just published every line I had ever written, at my own expense, with Prigsbys.

"The Writing of Essays" by H. G. Wells is a short essay. H. G. Wells once different, humorous social satire and ironic. The art of the essayist is so simple, so entirely free from canons of criticism, and withal so delightful, that one must needs wonder why all men are not essayists. Perhaps people do not know how easy it is.

"In a Literary Household" by H. G. Wells is a short essay. H. G. Wells once different, humorous social satire and ironic. In the literary household of fiction and the drama, things are usually in a distressing enough condition. The husband, as you know, has a hacking cough, and the wife a dying baby, and they write in the intervals of these cares among the litter of the breakfast things.

"How I Died" by H. G. Wells is a short essay. H. G. Wells once different, humorous social satire and ironic. It is now ten years ago since I received my death warrant. All these ten years I have been, and I am, and shall be, I hope, for years yet, a Doomed Man. It only occurred to me yesterday that I had been dodging-missing rather than dodging-the common enemy for such a space of time.

"Euphemia's New Entertainment" by H. G. Wells is a short essay. H. G. Wells once different, humorous social satire and ironic. Euphemia has great ideas of putting people at their ease, a thousand little devices for thawing the very stiffest among them with a home-like glow. Far be it from me to sing her praises, but I must admit that at times she is extremely successful in this-at times almost too successful.

"Thoughts on Cheapness and My Aunt Charlotte" by H. G. Wells is a short essay. H. G. Wells once different, humorous social satire and ironic. The world mends. In my younger days people believed in mahogany; some of my readers will remember it - a heavy, shining substance, having a singularly close resemblance to raw liver, exceedingly heavy to move, and esteemed on one or other count the noblest of all woods.

"The Shopman" by H. G. Wells is a short essay. H. G. Wells once different, humorous social satire and ironic. If I were really opulent, I would not go into a shop at all-I would have a private secretary. If I were really determined, Euphemia would do these things. As it is, I find buying things in a shop the most exasperating of all the many trying duties of life.

"Through a Microscope: Some Moral Reflections" by H. G. Wells is a short essay. H. G. Wells once different, humorous social satire and ironic. This dabbler person has recently disposed of his camera and obtained a microscope-a short, complacent-looking implement it is, of brass-and he goes about everywhere now with little glass bottles in his pocket, ready to jump upon any stray polly-woggle he may find, and hale it home and pry into its affairs.

"Of Conversation: An Apology" by H. G. Wells is a short essay. H. G. Wells once different, humorous social satire and ironic. I must admit that in conversation I am not a brilliant success. Partly, indeed, that may be owing to the assiduity with which my aunt suppressed my early essays in the art: "Children," she said, "should be seen but not heard," and incontinently rapped my knuckles.

"From an Observatory" by H. G. Wells is a short essay. H. G. Wells once different, humorous social satire and ironic. It will be some time yet before the rising of the moon. Looking down from the observatory one can see the pathways across the park dotted out in yellow lamps, each with a fringe of dim green; and further off, hot and bright, is the tracery of the illuminated streets, through which the people go to and fro. Save for an occasional stirring, or a passing voice speaking out of the dimness beneath me, the night is very still.

"Of a Book Unwritten" by H. G. Wells is a short essay. H. G. Wells once different, humorous social satire and ironic. Accomplished literature is all very well in its way, no doubt, but much more fascinating to the contemplative man are the books that have not been written. These latter are no trouble to hold; there are no pages to turn over.

"The Pleasure of Quarreling" by H. G. Wells is a short essay. H. G. Wells once different, humorous social satire and ironic. Your cultivated man is apt to pity the respectable poor, on the score of their lack of small excitements, and even in the excess of his generous sympathy to go a Toynbee-Halling in their cause.

"The Haunter of the Dark" is a horror short story by American author H. P. Lovecraft, written between 5-9 November 1935 and published in the December 1936 edition of Weird Tales (Vol. 28, No. 5, p. 538-53). It was the last-written of the author's known works, and is part of the Cthulhu Mythos. The epigraph to the story is the second stanza of Lovecraft's 1917 poem "Nemesis". The story is a sequel to "The Shambler from the Stars", by Robert Bloch. Bloch wrote a third story in the sequence, "The Shadow from the Steeple", in 1950.