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by Edith Wharton I AS Mrs. Quentin’s victoria, driving homeward, turned from the Park into Fifth Avenue, she divined her son’s tall figure walking ahead
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by Edith Wharton I AS Mrs. Quentin’s victoria, driving homeward, turned from the Park into Fifth Avenue, she divined her son’s tall figure walking ahead
by Guy de Maupassant Old Lecacheur appeared at the door of his house between five and a quarter past five in the morning, his usual
by H.H. Munro (SAKI) “I’ve just been to see old Betsy Mullen,” announced Vera to her aunt, Mrs. Bebberly Cumble; “she seems in rather a
by Aesop A Rabbit left his home one day for a dinner of clover. But he forgot to latch the door of his house and
by Bjørnstjerne Bjørnson Translated by Carl Larsen I. CANUTE AAKRE belonged to an ancient family of the parish, where it had always been distinguished for
by Jack London I. “Huh! Get on to the glad rags!” Shorty surveyed his partner with simulated disapproval, and Smoke, vainly attempting to rub the
by Stewart Edward White This story is most blood-and-thundery, but, then, it is true. It is one of the stories of Alfred; but Alfred is
by Kathleen Norris “Well, I am discovered–and lost.” Julie, lazily making the announcement after a long silence, shut her magazine with a sigh of sleepy
by O. Henry Me and old Mack Lonsbury, we got out of that Little Hide-and-Seek gold mine affair with about $40,000 apiece. I say “old”
by Andy Adams On the southern slope of the main tableland which divides the waters of the Nueces and Rio Grande rivers in Texas, lies
by Mary Hallock Foote The dance was set for Christmas night at Walling’s, a horse-ranch where there were women, situated in a high, watered valley
by O. Henry The Ransom of Red Chief is a fine example of O. Henry’s use of irony. First published in The Saturday Evening Post
by H. P. Lovecraft On 16 July 1923, I moved into Exham Priory after the last workman had finished his labours. The restoration had been
by O. Henry Miss Posie Carrington had earned her suc- cess. She began life handicapped by the family name of “Boggs,” in the small town
by Aesop A Rat was traveling along the King’s highway. He was a very proud Rat, considering his small size and the bad reputation all
by Rex Ellingwood Beach On his way down-town Phillips stopped at a Subway news-stand and bought all the morning papers. He acknowledged that he was
by Leo Tolstoy I MINE is a strange and wonderful lot! The chances are that there is not a single wretched beggar suffering under the
by Hans Christian Andersen There was once a prince, and he wanted a princess, but then she must be a _real_ Princess. He travelled right
The Realm Of The Unreal by Ambrose Bierce I For a part of the distance between Auburn and Newcastle the road — first on one
by Mark Twain MUCH as the modern French duel is ridiculed by certain smart people, it is in reality one of the most dangerous institutions
by Ray Bradbury Written cooperatively by Forrest Ackerman and Ray Bradbury, this story was first published in Ray Bradbury’s Futuria Fantasia, Summer 1939 where it
by Honore de Balzac At times they saw him, by a phenomenon of vision or locomotion, abolish space in its two forms of Time and
The Recovery by Kate Chopin She was a woman of thirty-five, possessing something of youthfulness. It was not the bloom, the softness, nor delicacy of
by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle I had called upon my friend, Mr. Sherlock Holmes, one day in the autumn of last year and found him