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by Charlotte M. Yonge 1440 Of all the possessions of the old kingdom of Hungary, none was more valued than what was called the Crown

by Aesop In a spell of dry weather, when the Birds could find very little to drink, a thirsty Crow found a pitcher with a

by Leonid Andreyev CHAPTER I His name was Yura. He was six years old, and the world was to him enormous, alive and bewitchingly mysterious.

by Thomas Bailey Aldrich (1 An episode from The Story of a Bad Boy, the narrator being Tom Bailey, the hero of the tale.) Every

by Bram Stoker I. The Dream-Birth The blue waters touch the walls of the palace; I can hear their soft, lapping wash against the marble

by Philip K. Dick Stark terror ruled the Inner-Flight ship on that last Mars-Terra run. For the black-clad Leiters were on the prowl … and

by Rex Ellingwood Beach Why he chose Buffalo Paul Anderson never knew, unless perhaps it had more newspapers than Bay City, Michigan, and because his

by H.G. Wells There was, until a year ago, a little and very grimy-looking shop near Seven Dials, over which, in weather-worn yellow lettering, the

by Charlotte M. Yonge No touch in the history of the minstrel king David gives us a more warm and personal feeling towards him than

by H.H. Munro (SAKI) “War is a cruelly destructive thing,” said the Wanderer, dropping his newspaper to the floor and staring reflectively into space. “Ah,

by Mark Twain CONTAINING A MORAL Night before last I had a singular dream. I seemed to be sitting on a doorstep (in no particular

by F. Scott Fitzgerald 1 As long ago as 1860 it was the proper thing to be born at home. At present, so I am

by Jack London [The capitalist, or industrial oligarch, Roger Vanderwater, mentioned in the narrative, has been identified as the ninth in the line of the

by Mark Twain As soon as I had learned to speak the language a little, I became greatly interested in the people and the system

by F. Scott Fitzgerald There was a rough stone age and a smooth stone age and a bronze age, and many years afterward a cut-glass

The Curse Of The Fires And Of The Shadows by William Butler Yeats One summer night, when there was peace, a score of Puritan troopers

The Damned Thing by Ambrose Bierce I By the light of a tallow candle, which had been placed on one end of a rough table,

by Honore de Balzac The Lord of Montcontour was a brave soldier of Tours, who in honour of the battle gained by the Duke of

by Mark Twain About thirteen years ago, when the now flourishing young city of Hannibal, on the Mississippi River, was but a “wood-yard,” surrounded by

The Darling by Anton Chekhov Olenka, the daughter of the retired collegiate assessor, Plemyanniakov, was sitting in her back porch, lost in thought. It was

by Mark Twain The man in the ticket-office said: “Have an accident insurance ticket, also?” “No,” I said, after studying the matter over a little.

by Henry Lawson The Darling — which is either a muddy gutter or a second Mississippi — is about six times as long as the

by William Dean Howells I They were getting some of their things out to send into the country, and Forsyth had left his work to

by Rudyard Kipling Jain ‘Ardin’ was a Sarjint’s wife, A Sarjint’s wife wus she, She married of ‘im in Orldershort An’ comed across the sea.