James Matthew Barrie - The Complete Works of J. M. Barrie (With Illustrations)

James Matthew Barrie

Peter Pan Adventures, Thrums Trilogy, Ibsen's Ghost, A Kiss for Cinderella, Sentimental Tommy…

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Peter Pan Adventures Peter Pan Adventures Table of Contents

Peter Pan in Kensington Gardens Peter Pan in Kensington Gardens Table of Contents

Peter and Wendy Peter and Wendy Table of Contents

Peter Pan, or The Boy Who Wouldn't Grow Up Peter Pan, or The Boy Who Wouldn't Grow Up Table of Contents

When Wendy Grew Up

Novels

Better Dead

When a Man's Single

Auld Licht Idylls

A Window in Thrums

The Little Minister

Sentimental Tommy

Tommy and Grizel

The Little White Bird

Farewell Miss Julie Logan

Novellas

A Tillyloss Scandal

Life in a Country Manse

Lady's Shoe

Short Stories

A Holiday in Bed and Other Sketches

A Holiday in Bed

A Powerful Drug

Every Man His own Doctor

Gretna Green Revisited

My Favorite Authoress

The Captain of the School

Thoughtful Boys Make Thoughtful Men

It

To the Influenza

Four-in-Hand Novelists

Rules on Carving

On Running After a Hat

Two of Them and Other Stories

Two of Them

Our New Servant

Reminiscences of an Umbrella

The Playwright and the Fowl

The "Fox-Terrier" Frisky

The Family Honor

The Wicked Cigar

My Husband's Book

Was it a Watch?

Is it a Man?

A Woodland Path

Other Stories

Inconsiderate Waiter

The Courting of T'Nowhead's Bell

Dite Deuchars

The Minister's Gown

Shutting a Map

An Invalid in Lodgings

The Mystery of Time-tables

Mending the Clock

The Biggest Box in the World

The Coming Dramatist

The Result of a Tramp

The Other "Times"

How Gavin Birse Put it to Mag Lownie

The Late Sherlock Holmes

Plays

Ibsen’s Ghost

Jane Annie

Walker, London

The Professor's Love Story

The Little Minister: A Play

The Wedding Guest

Little Mary

Quality Street

The Admirable Crichton

What Every Woman Knows

Der Tag (The Tragic Man)

Dear Brutus

Alice Sit-by-the-Fire

A Kiss for Cinderella

Shall We Join the Ladies?

Half an Hour

Seven Women

Old Friends

Mary Rose

The Boy David

Half Hours

Pantaloon

The Twelve-Pound Look

Rosalind

The Will

Echoes of the War

The Old Lady Shows Her Medals

The New Word

Barbara's Wedding

A Well-Remembered Voice

Essays

Neither Dorking Nor The Abbey

Charles Frohman: A Tribute

Courage

Preface to The Young Visiters

Captain Hook at Eton

The Man from Nowhere

Woman and the Press

A Plea for Smaller Books

Boy's Books: Their Glorification

The Lost Works of George Meredith

The Humor of Dickens

Ndintpile Pont(?)

Q

What is Scott's Best Novel?

Memoirs

Margaret Ogilvy

The Greenwood Hat: Being a Memoir of James Anon 1885-1887

An Edinburgh Eleven: Pencil Portraits from College Life

My Lady Nicotine: A Study in Smoke

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The Kensington Gardens are in London, where the King lives .

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I. The Grand Tour of the Gardens

II. Peter Pan

III. The Thrush's Nest

IV. Lock-Out Time

V. The Little House

VI. Peter's Goat

Map of Peter Pan's Kensington Gardens

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You must see for yourselves that it will be difficult to follow Peter Pan's adventures unless you are familiar with the Kensington Gardens. They are in London, where the King lives, and I used to take David there nearly every day unless he was looking decidedly flushed. No child has ever been in the whole of the Gardens, because it is so soon time to turn back. The reason it is soon time to turn back is that, if you are as small as David, you sleep from twelve to one. If your mother was not so sure that you sleep from twelve to one, you could most likely see the whole of them.

The Gardens are bounded on one side by a never-ending line of omnibuses, over which your nurse has such authority that if she holds up her finger to any one of them it stops immediately. She then crosses with you in safety to the other side. There are more gates to the Gardens than one gate, but that is the one you go in at, and before you go in you speak to the lady with the balloons, who sits just outside. This is as near to being inside as she may venture, because, if she were to let go her hold of the railings for one moment, the balloons would lift her up, and she would be flown away. She sits very squat, for the balloons are always tugging at her, and the strain has given her quite a red face. Once she was a new one, because the old one had let go, and David was very sorry for the old one, but as she did let go, he wished he had been there to see.

The lady with the balloons, who sits just outside.

The Gardens are a tremendous big place, with millions and hundreds of trees; and first you come to the Figs, but you scorn to loiter there, for the Figs is the resort of superior little persons, who are forbidden to mix with the commonalty, and is so named, according to legend, because they dress in full fig. These dainty ones are themselves contemptuously called Figs by David and other heroes, and you have a key to the manners and customs of this dandiacal section of the Gardens when I tell you that cricket is called crickets here. Occasionally a rebel Fig climbs over the fence into the world, and such a one was Miss Mabel Grey, of whom I shall tell you when we come to Miss Mabel Grey's gate. She was the only really celebrated Fig.

We are now in the Broad Walk, and it is as much bigger than the other walks as your father is bigger than you. David wondered if it began little, and grew and grew, until it was quite grown up, and whether the other walks are its babies, and he drew a picture, which diverted him very much, of the Broad Walk giving a tiny walk an airing in a perambulator. In the Broad Walk you meet all the people who are worth knowing, and there is usually a grown-up with them to prevent them going on the damp grass, and to make them stand disgraced at the corner of a seat if they have been mad-dog or Mary-Annish. To be Mary-Annish is to behave like a girl, whimpering because nurse won't carry you, or simpering with your thumb in your mouth, and it is a hateful quality; but to be mad-dog is to kick out at everything, and there is some satisfaction in that.