Stella Fregelius

A Tale of Three Destinies

Published: 1904
Language: English
Wordcount: 99,514 / 281 pg
Flesch-Kincaid Reading Ease: 72
LoC Category: PR
Downloads: 1,587
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Genre: Adventure
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We call to mind nothing in fiction old or new that in the remotest degree resembles Stella Fregelius. It is unlike any of Mr. Haggard's previous novels, and Stella is kin to She only as the most unlike of the children of the same parents are kin. Stella is a mystical, spiritual She, not a survival from a remote past, but a soul conscious of its nearness to Eternity, conscious of the superiority of the Spirit over carnal things. The most prominent man in the book, Morris Monk, is a dreamy philosopher in his first manhood, the inventor of the aerophone which is a form of wireless telephone, enabling twin spirits to hold converse though separated by considerable distance and unattached by any sort of tangible or material medium. He enters into an earthly engagement and ultimate union with a beautiful cousin, a delightful woman clever as she is noble, when there comes into his life another -- Stella Fregelius.

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got to charge it."

"Ah! that's just like you, if you will forgive my saying so. You take any amount of trouble to invent and perfect a thing, but when it comes to making use of it, then you forget," and with a little gesture of impatience the Colonel turned aside to light a match from a box which he had found in the pocket of his cape.

"I am sorry," said Morris, with a sigh, "but I am afraid it is true. When one's mind is very fully occupied with one thing----" and he broke off.

"Ah! that's it, Morris, that's it," said the Colonel, seating himself upon a garden chair; "this hobby-horse of yours is carrying you--to the devil, and your family with you. I don't want to be rough, but it is time that I spoke plain. Let's see, how long is it since you left the London firm?"

"Nine years this autumn," answered Morris, setting his mouth a little, for he knew what was coming. The port drunk after claret had upset his father's digestion and ruffled his temper. This meant that to him-- Morris--Fate had appoin

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