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White-when-he’s-wanted by Banjo Paterson Buckalong was a big freehold of some 80,000 acres, belonging to an absentee syndicate, and therefore run in most niggardly style.

by Henry van Dyke “My heart is fixed firm and stable in the belief that ultimately the sunshine and the summer, the flowers and the

by James Baldwin I. THE CITY. There was once a little boy whose name was Richard Whit´ting-ton; but everybody called him Dick. His father and

by Arnold Bennett I Mr Morfe and Mary Morfe, his sister, were sitting on either side of their drawing-room fire, on a Friday evening in

by Charlotte Perkins Gilman Why I Wrote the Yellow Wallpaper was published in the October 1913 edition of The Forerunner. Enjoy reading Gilman’s ground-breaking story

Who Was To Blame? by Anton Chekhov As my uncle Pyotr Demyanitch, a lean, bilious collegiate councillor, exceedingly like a stale smoked fish with a

by Joseph Sheridan Le Fanu CHAPTER I Peg O’Neill Pays the Captain’s Debts A very odd thing happened to my uncle, Mr. Watson, of Haddlestone;

Why the Little Frenchman Wears his Hand in a Sling by Edgar Allan Poe It’s on my visiting cards sure enough (and it’s them that’s

by Rudyard Kipling PART I I have done one braver thing Than all the worthies did; And yet a braver thence doth spring, Which is

by Mary Roberts Rinehart “I want an hour of your time this morning,” said Mr. Smith, as he entered the counting-room of his neighbour, Mr.

by Edgar Allan Poe William Wilson (1836) is a suerplative short story that is often overlook and overshadowed by more famous titles in Poe’s rich

by Stephen Leacock It is in the depth of winter, when the intense cold renders it desirable to stay at home, that the really Pleasant

by Jack London PETER WINN lay back comfortably in a library chair, with closed eyes, deep in the cogitation of a scheme of campaign destined

by O. Henry O. Henry’s story is simple, yet poignant. It involves an old woman who runs a bakery, an old man who buys two

by Rex Ellingwood Beach Louis Mitchell knew what the telegram meant, even though it was brief and cryptic. He had been expecting something of the

by Rudyard Kipling And are not afraid with any amazement. –_Marriage service_. SCENE.-_A bachelor’s bedroom–toilet-table arranged with unnatural neatness_. CAPTAIN GADSBY _asleep and snoring heavily.

by Algernon Blackwood To sleep in a lonely barn when the best bedrooms in the house were at our disposal, seemed, to say the least,

by Jack London AYBREAK on a glassy sea and startled flying fish are struggling to fly in the absence of wind. Seaward the destroyers, like

by Rudyard Kipling Before my Spring I garnered Autumn’s gain, Out of her time my field was white with grain, The year gave up her

by Rex Ellingwood Beach This is the tale of a wrong that rankled and a great revenge. It is not a moral story, nor yet,

by Rudyard Kipling Der jungere Uhlanen Sit round mit open mouth While Breitmann tell dem stories Of fightin’ in the South; Und gif dem moral

by Charlotte M. Yonge A.D. 389 When a monarch’s power is unchecked by his people, there is only One to whom he believes himself accountable;

by Mark Twain John Singer Sargent, Portrait of a Child John Singer Sargent, Portrait of a Child All infants appear to have an impertinent and