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by Frederic Brown This story was co-written by; Mack Reynolds and Frederic Brown. A world had collapsed around this man—a world that would never shout

by Leo Tolstoy In the olden time there lived a good master. He had much of everything, and many slaves served him. And the slaves

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by F. Scott Fitzgerald In 1915 Horace Tarbox was thirteen years old. In that year he took the examinations for entrance to Princeton University and

by H. P. Lovecraft I saw him on a sleepless night when I was walking desperately to save my soul and my vision. My coming

by W. W. Jacobs Mr. Letts had left his ship by mutual arrangement, and the whole of the crew had mustered to see him off

by O. Henry Baldy Woods reached for the bottle, and got it. Whenever Baldy went for anything he usually–but this is not Baldy’s story. He

by O. Henry If I could have a thousand years–just one little thousand years–more of life, I might, in that time, draw near enough to

by P. G. Wodehouse I don’t want to bore you, don’t you know, and all that sort of rot, but I must tell you about

by O. Henry At Denver there was an influx of passengers into the coaches on the eastbound B. & M. express. In one coach there

by T.S. Arthur “I’m on a begging expedition,” said Mr. Jonas, as he came bustling into the counting-room of a fellow merchant named Prescott. “And,

by Stephen Leacock The financial affairs of the parish church up at Doogalville have been getting rather into a tangle in the last six months.

by H. P. Lovecraft Of Herbert West, who was my friend in college and in after life, I can speak only with extreme terror. This

by Harriet Beecher Stowe Once there was a nice young hen that we will call Mrs. Feathertop. She was a hen of most excellent family,

by Katherine Mansfield Exactly when the ball began Leila would have found it hard to say. Perhaps her first real partner was the cab. It

by Aesop A Farmer was driving his wagon along a miry country road after a heavy rain. The horses could hardly drag the load through

by Ethel M. Dell “We have been requested to announce that the marriage arranged between Viscount Merrivale and Miss Hilary St. Orme will not take

by Ethel M. Dell “My dear child, it’s absurd to be romantic over such a serious matter as marriage–the greatest mistake, I assure you. Nothing

by Maxim Gorky An acquaintance of mine once told me the following story. When I was a student at Moscow I happened to live alongside

Her Letters by Kate Chopin I She had given orders that she wished to remain undisturbed and moreover had locked the doors of her rooms.

by Ralph Henry Barbour I I had never been out to service before, and I thought it a grand thing when I got a place

by H.H. Munro (SAKI) Punch Magazine Punch Magazine The Story of the Great Weep It was in the second decade of the Twentieth Century, after

by W. W. Jacobs Mr. Wragg sat in a high-backed Windsor chair at the door of his house, smoking. Before him the road descended steeply

by Charlotte M. Yonge 1576–1665–1721 When our Litany entreats that we may be delivered from ‘plague, pestilence, and famine’, the first of these words bears