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"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.

"The Cone" is a short story by H. G. Wells, first published in 1895 in Unicorn. It was intended to be "the opening chapter of a sensational novel set in the Five Towns", later abandoned. The story is set at an ironworks in Stoke-on-Trent, in Staffordshire. An artist is there to depict the industrial landscape; the manager of the ironworks discovers his affair with his wife, and takes him on a tour of the factory, where there are dangerous features.

"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.

"The Lord of the Dynamos" is a British short story by H.G. Wells. It was originally published in the Pall Mall Budget (6 September 1894), and then included in the collection The Stolen Bacillus and Other Incidents, published by Methuen & Co. in 1895, and subsequently in his Complete Short Stories.

"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.

"The Diamond Maker" is a short story by H. G. Wells, first published in 1894 in the Pall Mall Budget. It was included in The Stolen Bacillus and Other Incidents, the first collection of short stories by Wells, published in 1895. In the story, a businessman hears an account from a man who has devoted years attempting to make artificial diamonds, only to end as a desperate outcast.

"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 Star" is an 1897 apocalyptic short story by H.G. Wells. In January (about 1900, presumably), the people of Earth awaken to the news that a strange luminous object has erupted, into the Solar System, after disturbing the normal orbit of the planet Neptune. The object is a celestial body whose luminosity is distinguishable on the sky about the constellation of Leo.

"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 Story of the Last Trump is a humorous, symbolic tale with a theological theme, albeit somewhat esoteric. It was first published in 1915 and is the final chapter in a satirical literary work, titled “Boon”. Upon publication the author of the book was given as Reginald Bliss and initially Wells denied being the writer of the work, officially only having written the introduction. However Reginald Bliss was but a Nom de Plume. The book received mixed reviews and did not sell well.

"The Amateur Nature Lover" by H. G. Wells is a short essay. H. G. Wells once different, humorous social satire and ironic. It is possible that an education entirely urban is not the best conceivable preparation for descriptive articles upon the country. On the other hand, your professional nature-lover is sometimes a little over-familiar with his subject.

"Bleak March in Epping Forest" by H. G. Wells is a short essay. H. G. Wells once different, humorous social satire and ironic. All along the selvage of Epping Forest there was excitement. Before the swallows, before the violets, long before the cuckoo, with only untimely honeysuckle bushes showing a trace of green, two trippers had been seen traversing the district, making their way towards High Beech, and settling awhile near the Forest Hotel.

"The Veteran Cricketer" by H. G. Wells is a short essay. H. G. Wells once different, humorous social satire and ironic. My old cricketer was seized, he says, some score of years ago now, by sciatica, clutched indeed about the loins thereby, and forcibly withdrawn from the practice of the art; since when a certain predisposition to a corpulent habit has lacked its natural check of exercise, and a broadness almost Dutch has won upon him.

"The Extinction of Man" by H. G. Wells is a short essay. H. G. Wells once different, humorous social satire and ironic. It is part of the excessive egotism of the human animal that the bare idea of its extinction seems incredible to it. "A world without us!" it says, as a heady young Cephalaspis might have said it in the old Silurian sea.

Book 1: The Comet: In the days of the Comet in 1906 is a science fiction novel by H. G. Wells in which humanity is exalted when a comet causes the nitrogen of the air, the old azote, to change out of itself and become a respirable gas, differing indeed from oxygen, but helping and sustaining its action, a bath of strength and healing for nerve and brain. The result The great Change has come for evermore, happiness and beauty are our atmosphere, there is peace on earth and good will to all men.