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by W. W. Jacobs The night-watchman, who had left his seat on the jetty to answer the gate-bell, came back with disgust written on a

by Charles Dickens TO THE YOUNG LADIES OF THE UNITED KINGDOM OF GREAT BRITAIN AND IRELAND; ALSO THE YOUNG LADIES OF THE PRINCIPALITY OF WALES,

Sleepy by Anton Chekhov NIGHT. Varka, the little nurse, a girl of thirteen, is rocking the cradle in which the baby is lying, and humming

Small Fry by Anton Chekhov “HONORED Sir, Father and Benefactor!” a petty clerk called Nevyrazimov was writing a rough copy of an Easter congratulatory letter.

by T.S. Arthur “You’d better take the whole case. These goods will sell as fast as they can be measured off.” The young man to

by Algernon Blackwood “When I was a medical student,” began the doctor, half turning towards his circle of listeners in the firelight, “I came across

by O. Henry Goodwin and the ardent patriot, Zavalla, took all the precautions that their foresight could contrive to prevent the escape of President Miraflores

Snowflakes by Nathaniel Hawthorne There is snow in yonder cold gray sky of the morning, and through the partially-frosted window-panes I love to watch the

by W. W. Jacobs “Wapping Old Stairs?” said the rough individual, shouldering the bran-new sea-chest, and starting off at a trot with it; “yus, I

by O. Henry The season of irresponsibility is at hand. Come, let us twine round our brows wreaths of poison ivy (that is for idiocy),

by Stephen Leacock As It Should Be Written I notice that it is customary for the daily papers to publish a column or so of

by Ellis Parker Butler [Ellis Parker] “Pigs Is Pigs” Butler quite surpasses himself in this story. The intricacies in radio are so great, and the

by James Baldwin There once lived in Greece a very wise man whose name was Soc´ra-tes. Young men from all parts of the land went

by Charles Dickens Chapter I–His Leaving It Till Called For The writer of these humble lines being a Waiter, and having come of a family

by Alexandre Dumas DR. LEDRU’S STORY OF THE REIGN OF TERROR — Leaving l’Abbaye, I walked straight across the Place Turenne to the Rue Tournon,

by Mark Twain In Three Parts PART FIRST HOW THE ANIMALS OF THE WOOD SENT OUT A SCIENTIFIC EXPEDITION Once the creatures of the forest

by William Dean Howells The figure of a woman sat crouched forward on one of the lowermost steps of the brownstone dwelling which was keeping

by William Dean Howells Any study of suburban life would be very imperfect without some glance at that larger part of it which is spent

by Henry van Dyke WITH A FOOT-NOTE ON A FISH I CITY GULLS The current estimate of the sea-gull as an intellectual force is compressed

by Charles Dickens We have a great respect for lions in the abstract. In common with most other people, we have heard and read of

by P. G. Wodehouse A girl stood on the shingle that fringes Millbourne Bay, gazing at the red roofs of the little village across the

by T.S. Arthur “Henry,” said Mr. Green to his little son Henry, a lad in his eighth year, “I want you to go to the

by Ralph Henry Barbour Sir Jasper was always the best of masters to me and to all of us; and he had that kind of

Some Words with a Mummy by Edgar Allan Poe THE symposium of the preceding evening had been a little too much for my nerves. I