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by Frederic Brown Earthmen Bearing Gifts was originally published in February 1954 in Galaxy Science Fiction. Illustrated by Carter. Mars had gifts to offer and

by W. W. Jacobs A lad of about twenty stepped ashore from the schooner Jane, and joining a girl, who had been avoiding for some

Easter Eve by Anton Chekhov I was standing on the bank of the River Goltva, waiting for the ferry-boat from the other side. At ordinary

by William Dean Howells The air was thick with the war feeling, like the electricity of a storm which has not yet burst. Editha sat

by Mark Twain These two were distantly related to each other–seventh cousins, or something of that sort. While still babies they became orphans, and were

Edward Fane’s Rosebud by Nathaniel Hawthorne There is hardly a more difficult exercise of fancy than, while gazing at a figure of melancholy age, to

Egotism; or, The Bosom Serpent by Nathaniel Hawthorne “Here he comes!” shouted the boys along the street. “Here comes the man with a snake in

by T.S. Eliot I Eeldrop and Appleplex rented two small rooms in a disreputable part of town. Here they sometimes came at nightfall, here they

by Leo Tolstoy There dwelt once upon a time in the Ufimsk government a Bashkir named Elias. The father of Elias had left him a

Eleonora by Edgar Allan Poe I AM come of a race noted for vigor of fancy and ardor of passion. Men have called me mad;

Endicott and the Red Cross by Nathaniel Hawthorne At noon of on autumnal day, more than two centuries ago, the English colors were displayed by

by Kate Chopin There was once an animal born into this world, and opening his eyes upon Life, he saw above and about him confining

by Arthur Quiller-Couch A rough track–something between a footpath and a water course–led down the mountain-side through groves of evergreen oak, and reached the Plain

Enemies by Anton Chekhov BETWEEN nine and ten on a dark September evening the only son of the district doctor, Kirilov, a child of six,

by Mark Twain In the appendix to Croker’s Boswell’s Johnson one finds this anecdote: CATO’S SOLILOQUY.–One day Mrs. Gastrel set a little girl to repeat

by Arthur Quiller-Couch At Madeira seven of us were added to the first-class passengers of the Cambuscan, homeward bound from Cape Town; and even so

by W. W. Jacobs Young Tamlane was son of Earl Murray, and Burd Janet was daughter of Dunbar, Earl of March. And when they were

by W. W. Jacobs Mr. Richard Catesby, second officer of the ss. Wizard, emerged from the dock-gates in high good-humour to spend an evening ashore.

by H.H. Munro (SAKI) “All hunting stories are the same,” said Clovis; “just as all Turf stories are the same, and all–“ “My hunting story

Ethan Brand by Nathaniel Hawthorne BARTRAM the lime-burner, a rough, heavy-looking man, begrimed with charcoal, sat watching his kiln, at nightfall, while his little son