Welcome to the3 Books To Knowseries, our idea is to help readers learn about fascinating topics through three essential and relevant books. These carefully selected works can be fiction, non-fiction, historical documents or even biographies. We will always select for you three great works to instigate your mind, this time the topic is:Time Travel. Time Machine – HG Wells Anno Domini 2071 – Pieter Harting A Connecticut Yakee In King Arthur's Court – Mark Twain Marty McFly and Doc Brown owe thanks to H. G. Wells. It was he who invented the concept of time travel in a vehicle and with controlled trajectory. We will see in other works that before that time travel was accidental and inexplicable. Pieter Harting imagines a journey to 200 years after his time. The Londinia of 2071 is close to the reality we have today: mega-cities, air conditioning, electric vehicles, etc. Harting work makes us reflect on the predictive ability of futurologists, as well as their influence on the creation of reality. The comedy of Mark Twain presents an interesting method of trip to the past: a blow to the head. The traveler will stop in medieval England and know King Arthur himself. The book is a satire of romanticized ideas of chivalry, and of the idealization of the Middle Ages. This is one of many books in the series 3 Books To Know. If you liked this book, look for the other titles in the series, we are sure you will like some of the topics.
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H. G. Wells. 3 books to know Time Travel
Table of Contents
Introduction
Authors
Time Machine
I – Introduction
II - The Machine
III - The Time Traveller Returns
IV - Time Travelling
V - In the Golden Age
VI - The Sunset of Mankind
VII - A Sudden Shock
VIII – Explanation
IX - The Morlocks
X - When Night Came
XI - The Palace of Green Porcelain
XII - In the Darkness
XIII - The Trap of the White Sphinx
XIV - The Further Vision
XV - The Time Traveller’s Return
XVI - After the Story
Epilogue
Anno Domini 2071
Aleutic Time?
Distribution-of-Warm-Air Society
Verre sans Fin
Age of Aluminium
Heliochromes;
Energeiathecs,
National Library
Nineteenth-Century Books
Compulsory Education?”
Genealogical Museum;
Solar Light?”
The Telephon
General Balloon Company
Travelling Dialect
No more War!
Free Trade; Universal Locomotion
Modern Telescopes
Channel Bridge
North Holland Submerged
University Education
Loss of Dutch Colonies
Railway Nets
Geographical Changes in Europe
Astronomical Observatories
Calculatoria
Tin Mines in the Moon
Universal Suffrage, etc
Anti 1–2 League
Woman’s Rights
The New Zealand of the Future
A Connecticut Yakee In King Arthur’s Court
Preface
A Word Of Explanation
How Sir Launcelot Slew Two Giants And Made A Castle Free
The Stranger’s History
The Tale Of The Lost Land. Chapter I
Chapter II
Chapter III
Chapter IV
Chapter V
Chapter VI
Chapter VII
Chapter VIII
Chapter IX
Chapter X
Chapter XI
Chapter XII
Chapter XIII
Chapter XIV
Chapter XV
Chapter XVI
Chapter XVII
Chapter XVIII
Chapter XIX
Chapter XX
Chapter XXI
Chapter XXII
Chapter XXIII
Chapter XXIV
Chapter XXV
Chapter XXVI
Chapter XXVII
Chapter XXVIII
Chapter XXIX
Chapter XXX
Chapter XXXI
Chapter XXXII
Chapter XXXIII
Chapter XXXIV
Chapter XXXV
Chapter XXXVI
Chapter XXXVII
Chapter XXXVIII
Chapter XXXIX
Chapter XL
Chapter XLI
Chapter XLII
Chapter XLIII
Chapter XLIV
About the Publisher
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Title Page
Introduction
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“I might have consoled myself by imagining the little people had put the mechanism in some shelter for me, had I not felt assured of their physical and intellectual inadequacy. That is what dismayed me: the sense of some hitherto unsuspected power, through whose intervention my invention had vanished. Yet, for one thing I felt assured: unless some other age had produced its exact duplicate, the machine could not have moved in time. The attachment of the levers—I will show you the method later—prevented anyone from tampering with it in that way when they were removed. It had moved, and was hid, only in space. But then, where could it be?
“I think I must have had a kind of frenzy. I remember running violently in and out among the moonlit bushes all round the sphinx, and startling some white animal that, in the dim light, I took for a small deer. I remember, too, late that night, beating the bushes with my clenched fist until my knuckles were gashed and bleeding from the broken twigs. Then, sobbing and raving in my anguish of mind, I went down to the great building of stone. The big hall was dark, silent, and deserted. I slipped on the uneven floor, and fell over one of the malachite tables, almost breaking my shin. I lit a match and went on past the dusty curtains, of which I have told you.
