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by Elia W. Peattie THERE had always been strange stories about the house, but it was a sensible, comfortable sort of a neighborhood, and people

by Joseph Sheridan Le Fanu Being a Seventh Extract from the Legacy of the late Francis Purcell, P. P. of Drumcoolagh. You will no doubt

by O. Henry I suppose you know all about the stage and stage people. You’ve been touched with and by actors, and you read the

by Louisa May Alcott The mules were my especial delight; and an hour’s study of a constant succession of them introduced me to many of

by W. W. Jacobs “You’ve what?” demanded Mrs. Porter, placing the hot iron carefully on its stand and turning a heated face on the head

by Rabindranath Tagore Her two elder sisters had been married with the usual cost and difficulty, and now the youngest daughter lay like a silent

Strong Impressions by Anton Chekhov IT happened not so long ago in the Moscow circuit court. The jurymen, left in the court for the night,

by Henry van Dyke It rose upon the rock like a growth of nature; secure, commanding, imperturbable; mantled with ivy and crowned with towers; a

by Guy de Maupassant Hardly a day goes by without our reading a news item like the following in some newspaper: “On Wednesday night the

Sunday At Home by Nathaniel Hawthorne Every Sabbath morning in the summer-time I thrust back the curtain to watch the sunrise stealing down a steeple

by Katherine Mansfield IN the afternoon the chairs came, a whole big cart full of little gold ones with their legs in the air. And

by O. Henry FEW young couples in the Big-City-of-Bluff began their married existence with greater promise of happiness than did Mr. and Mrs. Claude Turpin.

by Charles Dickens Dedication To The Right Reverend THE BISHOP OF LONDON MY LORD, You were among the first, some years ago, to expatiate on

by Guy de Maupassant M. Patissot, born in Paris, after having failed in his examinations at the College Henri IV., like many others, had entered

by P. G. Wodehouse In the smoking-room of the club-house a cheerful fire was burning, and the Oldest Member glanced from time to time out

by Arnaba Saha I stood near hill cliff till I saw the sun sinking in the horizon into dusk. I shouldn’t be here I know.

by Edna Ferber There come those times in the life of every woman when she feels that she must wash her hair at once. And

by H. P. Lovecraft Sweet Ermengarde or, The Heart of a Country Girl by Percy Simple Chapter I A Simple Rustic Maid Ermengarde Stubbs was

by Edward Payson Roe Susie Rolliffe’s Christmas by Edward Payson Roe was published in his collection, Taken Alive and Other Stories with an Autobiography (1902).

by Mark Twain Interlaken, Switzerland, 1891. It is a good many years since I was in Switzerland last. In that remote time there was only