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by H. P. Lovecraft “…as Ibid says in his famous Lives of the Poets.” -From a student theme. The erroneous idea that Ibid is the

by Herman Melville I and my chimney, two grey-headed old smokers, reside in the country. We are, I may say, old settlers here; particularly my

by Sherwood Anderson Transcribed from the The Dial vol. 72, 1922. It was a hard jolt for me, one of the most bitterest I ever

by Joseph Conrad A pathetic tale “Vedi Napoli e poi mori.” THE first time we got into conversation was in the National Museum in Naples,

by Jack London When a man journeys into a far country, he must be prepared to forget many of the things he has learned, and

by P. G. Wodehouse In Alcala, as in most of New York’s apartment houses, the schedule of prices is like a badly rolled cigarette–thick in

In A Hotel by Anton Chekhov “LET me tell you, my good man,” began Madame Nashatyrin, the colonel’s lady at No. 47, crimson and spluttering,

by Maxim Gorky In a mountain defile near a little tributary of the Sunzha, there was being built a workman’s barraque– a low, long edifice

In A Strange Land by Anton Chekhov SUNDAY, midday. A landowner, called Kamyshev, is sitting in his dining-room, deliberately eating his lunch at a luxuriously

In and Out of Natchitoches by Kate Chopin PRECISELY at eight o’clock every morning except Saturdays and Sundays, Mademoiselle Suzanne St. Denys Godolph would cross

by William Dean Howells Nearly all the Ohio stories since 1812 have been stories of business enterprise and industrial adventure. I dare say that if

by W. W. Jacobs The master of the Sarah Jane had been missing for two days, and all on board, with the exception of the

by William Dean Howells In the long war with the Indians, the great battles were nearly all fought within the region that afterwards became our

by Guy de Maupassant They had loved each other before marriage with a pure and lofty love. They had first met on the sea-shore. He

by William Dean Howells The Ohio Indians were of almost as mixed origin as the white people of Ohio, and if they had qualities beyond

by Rudyard Kipling They burnt a corpse upon the sand– The light shone out afar; It guided home the plunging boats That beat from Zanzibar.

by Rudyard Kipling Tweed said tae Till: “What gars ye rin sae Still?” Till said tae Tweed: “Though ye rin wi’ speed An’ I rin

by Mary Hallock Foote I. Nicky Dyer and the schoolmistress sat upon the slope of a hill, one of a low range overlooking an arid

by Mark Twain “WASHINGTON, December 10, 1867. “Could you give me any information respecting such islands, if any, as the government is going to purchase?”