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by William Dean Howells The old fellow who told that story of dream-transference on a sleeping-car at Christmas-time was again at the club on Easter

by Rudyard Kipling “It’s too hard,” said the Big Boy. “I don’t know what ‘Zodiac’ means.” “I will hunt up the words for you in

by Guy de Maupassant Lemonnier had remained a widower with one child. He had loved his wife devotedly, with a tender and exalted love, without

by Rabindranath Tagore Raicharan was twelve years old when he came as a servant to his master’s house. He belonged to the same caste as

by Joseph Sheridan Le Fanu Eastward of the old city of Limerick, about ten Irish miles under the range of mountains known as the Slieveelim

by Charles Dickens Once upon a time, a good many years ago, there was a traveller, and he set out upon a journey. It was

by Nathaniel Hawthorne Yes, this is the one with Pegasus! Published in Hawthorne’s A Wonder Book for Girls and Boys (1851), this 1883 edition features

by Jack London Ah Cho did not understand French. He sat in the crowded court room, very weary and bored, listening to the unceasing, explosive

by Edith Wharton I Stilling, that night after dinner, had surpassed himself. He always did, Wrayford reflected, when the small fry from Highfield came to

by Jerome K. Jerome Between a junior resident master of twenty-one, and a backward lad of fifteen, there yawns an impassable gulf. Between a struggling

The Chorus Girl by Anton Chekhov ONE day when she was younger and better-looking, and when her voice was stronger, Nikolay Petrovitch Kolpakov, her adorer,

by Nathaniel Hawthorne Don’t let the title fool you, this isn’t a cheery Christmas story. Published in Hawthorne’s short story collection, Mosses from an Old

by Guy de Maupassant “With pleasure.” The old ship’s surgeon, holding out his glass, watched it as it slowly filled with the golden liquid. Then,

by Mary E. Wilkins Freeman The Christmas Masquerade by Mary E. Wilkiins Freeman is about children who get “stuck” in their holiday costumes and become

by Fyodor Dostoevsky The Christmas Tree and the Wedding (1848) is a story by Dostoevsky told by an awkward outcast. It features a superlative bit

by Richmal Crompton Now here’s a present that could fall on deaf ears… The Christmas Present first appeared in Truth in 1922. This is not

by O. Henry Lakelands is not to be found in the catalogues of fashionable summer resorts. It lies on a low spur of the Cumberland

by Frank Stockton The Christmas Wreck (1886) is not a typical Christmas story. Stockton reminds us there’s no use being in a hurry for a

by O. Henry “During the recent warmed-over spell,” said my friend Carney, driver of express wagon No. 8,606, “a good many opportunities was had of

by William Dean Howells Though the Ohio people were too plodding for Aaron Burr, and though they were taunted almost from the first as the

by Jerome K. Jerome They say, the chroniclers who have written the history of that low-lying, wind-swept coast, that years ago the foam fringe of

by P. G. Wodehouse The young man came into the smoking-room of the clubhouse, and flung his bag with a clatter on the floor. He

by O. Henry Half of this story can be found in the records of the Police Department; the other half belong behind the business counter

by Nikolai Vasilievich Gogol In the department of–but it is better not to mention the department. There is nothing more irritable than departments, regiments, courts