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Novel e-books (3h to read) of George MacDonald

George MacDonald's 18 free novel e-books (3h to read) in Project Gutenberg sorted by popularity.

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CHAPTER 1 Why the Princess Has a Story About Her There was once a little princess whose father was king over a great country full of mountains and valleys.
CHAPTER I WHY THE PRINCESS HAS A STORY ABOUT HER THERE was once a little princess who-- "_But, Mr. Author, why do you always write about princesses?_" "_Because every little girl is a princess...
CHAPTER 1 The Mountain Curdie was the son of Peter the miner.
Curdie was the son of Peter the miner.
--and thou shalt call his name Jesus; for he shall save his people from their sins.--_Matthew_ i. 21.
I have been requested to write some papers on our Lord's miracles.
A HIDDEN LIFE And Other Poems GEORGE MAC DONALD Author of "Within and Without, a Dramatic Poem;" "David Elginbrod;" "Phantasies;" etc.
Chapter I CHRISTMAS EVE II CHURCH III THE CHRISTMAS DINNER IV THE NEW DOCTOR V THE LIGHT PRINCESS VI THE BELL VII THE SCHOOLMASTER'S STORY ADELA CATHCART.
I confess I was a little dismayed to find what a solemn turn the club-stories had taken.
Early the next morning, after Richard had left the cottage for Raglan castle, mistress Rees was awaked by the sound of a heavy blow against her door.
When he had been at school for about three weeks, the boys called him Six-fingered Jack; but his real name was Willie, for his father and mother gave it him--not William, but Willie, after a brothe...
It was the middle of autumn, and had rained all day.
In the dusk of the old-fashioned best room of a farm-house, in the faint glow of the buried sun through the sods of his July grave, sat two elderly persons, dimly visible, breathing the odor which ...
When Mercy was able to go down to the drawing-room, she found the evenings pass as never evenings passed before; and during the day, although her mother and Christina came often to see her, she had...
The room was handsomely furnished, but such as I would quarrel with none for calling common, for it certainly was uninteresting.
In the evening we met in Connie's room, as usual, to have our talk.
The autumn was creeping up on the earth, with winter holding by its skirts behind; but before I loose my hold of the garments of summer, I must write a chapter about a walk and a talk I had one nig...
"There was once a woman whose husband was well to do, but he died and left her, and then she sank into poverty.
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