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by Guy de Maupassant “I really think you must be mad, my dear, to go for a country walk in such weather as this. You

A Baffled Ambuscade by Ambrose Bierce Connecting Readyville and Woodbury was a good, hard turnpike nine or ten miles long. Readyville was an outpost of

by Frank Norris “Hey, youse!” shouted the car-boy. He brought his trundling, jolting, loose-jointed car to a halt by the face of the drift. “Hey,

by Rudyard Kipling He drank strong waters and his speech was coarse; He purchased raiment and forebore to pay;He struck a trusting junior with a

by O. Henry Without a doubt much of the spirit and genius of the Caliph Harun Al Rashid descended to the Margrave August Michael von

by W. W. Jacobs In the small front parlour of No. 3, Mermaid Passage, Sunset Bay, Jackson Pepper, ex-pilot, sat in a state of indignant

by Lucy Maud Montgomery “Come out of doors, master—come out of doors. I can’t talk or think right with walls around me—never could. Let’s go

by Rex Ellingwood Beach Billings rode in from the Junction about dusk, and ate his supper in silence. He’d been East for sixty days, and,

by W. W. Jacobs “I didn’t want to bring it,” said Captain Gubson, regarding somewhat unfavourably a grey parrot whose cage was hanging against the

A Bivouac of the Dead by Ambrose Bierce Away up in the heart of the Allegheny mountains, in Pocahontas county, West Virginia, is a beautiful

by O. Henry The most disreputable thing in Yancey Goree’s law office was Goree himself, sprawled in his creakv old arm- chair. The rickety little

by Arthur Quiller-Couch I. HOW I DINED AT THE “INDIAN QUEENS.” The sensation was odd; for I could have made affidavit I had never visited

Aborigines by Anton Chekhov BETWEEN nine and ten in the morning. Ivan Lyashkevsky, a lieutenant of Polish origin, who has at some time or other

by Anton Chekhov Portrait of Ivan Lazhechnikov, 1834 Portrait of Ivan Lazhechnikov, 1834 ILYA SERGEITCH PEPLOV and his wife Kleopatra Petrovna were standing at the

by Anton Chekhov A Boring Story is also known under the title A Dreary Story. Due to its length, I considered it a novella and

by Mark Twain All things change except barbers, the ways of barbers, and the surroundings of barbers. These never change. What one experiences in a

by Mark Twain All my life, from boyhood up, I have had the habit of reading a certain set of anecdotes, written in the quaint

About Love by Anton Chekhov About Love is the third and final short story in what is sometimes referred to as “The Little Trilogy.” The

by Mark Twain I have a project to suggest. But first I will write a chapter of introduction. I have just been witnessing a remarkable

by Honore de Balzac About the Monk Amador, Who was a Glorious Abbot of Turpenay One day that it was drizzling with rain–a time when

by Mark Twain In a recent issue of the “Independent,” the Rev. T. De Witt Talmage, of Brooklyn, has the following utterance on the subject

by Edward Payson Roe A Tradition of the Revolution Not very far from the Highlands of the Hudson, but at a considerable distance from the

by Henry van Dyke “That was truly his name, m’sieu’–Raoul Vaillantcoeur–a name of the fine sound, is it not? You like that word,–a valiant heart,–

by P. G. Wodehouse I want to tell you all about dear old Bobbie Cardew. It’s a most interesting story. I can’t put in any