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the magic story of success
- Author: frederic van rensselaer dey
- Genre: United States
The Magic Story of Success became the world-wide bestseller immediately after being published in 1900 in the original Success Magazine. Since then it was re-published more then 1000 times. The book is pretty small but it does not make it less valuable and remarkable. It is divided into two parts. The first part narrates about the life of a poor artist who used to starve before he bought an old scrapbook book that cost 3 cents. This book entirely changed his life. As the artist says himself, that book contained a magic story. The artist widespread the story and everyone whom he told it was blessed with success which is really magical. The second part contains that original magic story. It is recommended that those readers who desire to become successful should read Part 2 first. EXTRACT FROM THE BOOK: PART 2 My father, then, was a seafaring man who, early in life, forsook his vocation, and settled on a plantation in the colony of Virginia, where, some years thereafter, I was born, which event took place in the year 1642; and that was over a hundred years ago. Better for my father had it been, had he hearkened to the wise advice of my mother, that he remain in the calling of his education; but he would not have it so, and the good vessel he captained was bartered for the land I spoke of. Here beginneth the first lesson to be aquired:Man should not be blinded to whatsoever merit exists in the opportunity which he hath in hand, remembering that a thousand promises for the future should weigh as naught against the possession of a single piece of silver...
the night winds promise
- Author: frederic van rensselaer dey
- Genre: Stories
Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: CHAPTER III THE INSIDE OF AN ENVELOPE Chilton walked into the photographic studio of Eulogio Llorente shortly after nine o'clock the following morning and found that the proofs of Van Cleve's pictures were ready for inspection. He examined them attentively. Then he made a request of the photographer to see two of the negatives, and while Llorente was absent from the room to procure them Chilton deftly pulled out a drawer from a cabinet and extracted therefrom several blank, cabinet-size cards, which bore Llorente's name and address in letters of gold and which were used for mounting photographs that he had made. These Chilton quickly concealed about his person, and was quietly rolling a cigarette, over by one of the windows, when Llorente returned with the negatives. Within a few moments thereafter Chilton arrived at Van Cleve's office and the two men put their heads together in an inspection of the photographic proofs, and it was the general manager who finally made the selection for his employer. That being done, Chilton took the selected proofs back to Llorente, after assuring Van Cleve of two things: That the mounted photographs would be ready for him by two o'clock of the following day (there isalways bright sunshine in the City of Mexico, so one does not have to consider a possible cloudy day), and that he would return to Van Cleve's office himself late that afternoon to arrange the settlement of their mutual affairs and to prepare for Van Cleve's departure from Mexico. From Llorente's studio, Chilton sought his own rooms in calle San Felipi Neri, and he made good use of the bright sunshine, too. It is sufficient to say that the product of his efforts was entirely satisfactory to himself, and that after his flashlight pictures were mounted on the cards he had sto...
a gentleman of quality
- Author: frederic van rensselaer dey
- Genre: Books
Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: CHAPTER III THE INTERVAL It is impossible to describe the emotions which surged within the heart and brain and being of John Ashton when he left the bank and walked through the almost deserted streets of the city. The thought of escape had not yet occurred to him, and when the door closed behind him, he actually paused and stood there upon the steps; paused and waited without any object in view, for he was objectless at that moment. There was still a number of hours that must intervene between that time and the period when the city would be astir with the busy life of another day. He stroked his black, pointed beard, thoughtfully, and now and then twisted nervously upon the ends of his moustache. His face was white and set, but it betrayed nothing of the tempest that was raging within him. Presently he started away aimlessly, not because he desired to go anywhere, but because he found solace in the exertion of walking, and he strode on and on, - until he stood at the entrance to the park just as the darkness began to give way to dawn and the birds commenced to twitter among the trees. He turned toward the west, wandering onward with the same slow tread, vaguely intending to return to the bank when it should be time for the business of the day to begin; and so, when he arrived at the junction of Fifty-ninth street and Broadway, he turned southward again, and he pursued that course until he arrived at Sixth Avenue, which he followed for a considerable distance. A barber was opening his shop a basement shop, near Twenty-fifth Street as he passed, and it occurred to Ashton that a shampoo would do much to dispel the confusion in his brain. He entered and seated himself in the chair, and while the barber was placing the towel around his neck, he said carelessly:...
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