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by Emile Zola CHAPTER I – MY PASSING It was on a Saturday, at six in the morning, that I died after a three days’

by James O’Keefe VIOLENT DEATH WAS no novelty to Sgt. James Peyton. He had seen far worse than a brunette with a bruise on her

by Sarah Orne Jewett I. A week before the thirtieth of May, three friends–John Stover and Henry Merrill and Asa Brown–happened to meet on Saturday

by Louisa May Alcott On a cheery June day Mrs. Penelope Carrolland her niece Debby Wilder, were whizzing alongon their way to a certain gay

by P. G. Wodehouse Historians of the social life of the later Roman Empire speak of a certain young man of Ariminum, who would jump

by Jack London It must not be thought, from what I have told of the Greek fishermen, that they were altogether bad. Far from it.

by W. W. Jacobs “Sailormen ain’t wot you might call dandyfied as a rule,” said the night- watchman, who had just had a passage of

by Guy de Maupassant Marambot opened the letter which his servant Denis gave him and smiled. For twenty years Denis has been a servant in

by Honore de Balzac At the time when King Charles the Eighth took it into his head to decorate the castle of Amboise, they came

Desiree’s Baby by Kate Chopin 1 As the day was pleasant, Madame Valmonde drove over to L’Abri to see Desiree and the baby. It made

by Henry van Dyke In the darkest hour before the dawn, Diana floated away from her Garden Tower and came down between the Lions on

by Washington Irving “Let a man write never so well, there are now-a-days a sort of persons they call critics, that, egad, have no more

by Bret Harte The Sage Wood and Dead Flat stage coach was waiting before the station. The Pine Barrens mail wagon that connected with it

by Leo Tolstoy This morning I underwent a medical examination in the government council room. The opinions of the doctors were divided. They argued among

by Joseph Sheridan Le Fanu About thirty years ago I was selected by two rich old maids to visit a property in that part of

by Jerome K. Jerome Richard Dunkerman and I had been old school-fellows, if a gentleman belonging to the Upper Sixth, and arriving each morning in

Diddling by Edgar Allan Poe Hey, diddle diddle The cat and the fiddle SINCE the world began there have been two Jeremys. The one wrote

by James Baldwin At Cor-inth, in Greece, there lived a very wise man whose name was Di-og´e-nes. Men came from all parts of the land

Difficult People by Anton Chekhov YEVGRAF IVANOVITCH SHIRYAEV, a small farmer, whose father, a parish priest, now deceased, had received a gift of three hundred

by Mark Twain VIENNA, January 5–I find in this morning’s papers the statement that the Government of the United States has paid to the two

by W. W. Jacobs It was nearly high-water, and the night-watchman, who had stepped aboard a lighter lying alongside the wharf to smoke a pipe,

by Guy de Maupassant The steamer was crowded with people and the crossing promised to be good. I was going from Havre to Trouville. The

by Mark Twain In San Francisco, the other day, “A well-dressed boy, on his way to Sunday-school, was arrested and thrown into the city prison

by P. G. Wodehouse Doesn’t some poet or philosopher fellow say that it’s when our intentions are best that we always make the worst breaks?