The Mountain Pool
by Guy de Maupassant You asked me to write to you often and to tell you in particular about the things I might see. You
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by Guy de Maupassant You asked me to write to you often and to tell you in particular about the things I might see. You
by Algernon Blackwood Certain houses, like certain persons, manage somehow to proclaim at once their character for evil. In the case of the latter, no
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by Willa Cather We had our swim before sundown, and while we were cooking our supper the oblique rays of light made a dazzling glare
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by Melville Davisson Post It was a faint cynical murmur of a laugh. Its expression hardly disturbed the composition of his features. “I fear, Lady
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by James Baldwin In the Far East there was a great king who had no work to do. Every day, and all day long, he
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by Guy de Maupassant A great English poet has just crossed over to France in order to greet Victor Hugo. All the newspapers are full
by William Dean Howells “Well, what are you doing here?” the younger of the two sages asked, with a resolute air of bonhomie, as he
by Stephen Leacock This is a charming little story. I have been surprised to see that some readers have rated it poorly in the past.
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by Katherine Mansfield IT was his fault, wholly and solely his fault, that they had missed the train. What if the idiotic hotel people had
by Jack London Mr. Crayden never vouchsafed any explanation of his strange conduct. There was nothing the matter with him physically; and, mentally, the alienists
by Mark Twain ‘Yes, I will tell you anything about my life that you would like to know, Mr. Twain,’ she said, in her soft
by O. Henry On an east-bound train I went into the smoker and found Jefferson Peters, the only man with a brain west of the
by Joseph Sheridan Le Fanu “When Lust hath conceived, it bringeth forth Sin: and Sin, when it is finished, bringeth forth Death.” About sixty years