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The Petchenyeg by Anton Chekhov IVAN ABRAMITCH ZHMUHIN, a retired Cossack officer, who had once served in the Caucasus, but now lived on his own

by W. W. Jacobs The old man sat on his accustomed bench outside the Cauliflower. A generous measure of beer stood in a blue and

by Mark Twain Now, to show how really hard it is to foist a moral or a truth upon an unsuspecting public through a burlesque

by Rudyard Kipling May no ill dreams disturb my rest, Nor Powers of Darkness me molest. –Evening Hymn. One of the few advantages that India

by H.H. Munro (SAKI) “The Smithly-Dubbs are in Town,” said Sir James. “I wish you would show them some attention. Ask them to lunch with

by Amelia B. Edwards The circumstances I am about to relate to you have truth to recommend them. They happened to myself, and my recollection

by H.H. Munro (SAKI) Jocantha Bessbury was in the mood to be serenely and graciously happy. Her world was a pleasant place, and it was

by O. Henry “What was this this graft? asked Johnny, with the impatience of the great public to whom tales are told. “‘Tis contrary to

by Elia W. Peattie BABETTE had gone away for the summer; the furniture was in its summer linens; the curtains were down, and Babette’s husband,

by Guy de Maupassant ALONG ALL THE ROADS around Goderville the peasants and their wives were coming toward the burgh because it was market day.

by H. P. Lovecraft Searchers after horror haunt strange, far places. For them are the catacombs of Ptolemais, and the carven mausolea of the nightmare

by Herman Melville “With fairest flowers, Whilst summer lasts, and I live here, Fidele–“ When I removed into the country, it was to occupy an

by Louisa May Alcott Published in The Louisa Alcott Reader: A Supplementary Reader for the Fourth Year of School (1908) “I won’t be washed! I

by George Gissing From The House of Cobwebs and Other Stories (1906). ‘I possess a capital of thirty thousand pounds. One-third of this is invested

The Pipe by Anton Chekhov MELITON SHISHKIN, a bailiff from the Dementyev farm, exhausted by the sultry heat of the fir-wood and covered with spiders’

by O. Henry While we were rounding up a bunch of the Triangle-O cattle in the Frio bottoms a projecting branch of a dead mesquite

by Rudyard Kipling Mr. Hawkins Mumrath, of Her Majesty’s Bengal Civil Service, lay down to die of enteric fever; and, being a thorough-minded man, so

by Edgar Allan Poe The Pit and The Pendumlum and the accompanying illustration by Harry Clarke were published in 1919 in Edgar Allan Poe’sTales of

by Joseph Conrad In the private editorial office of the principal newspaper in a great colonial city two men were talking. They were both young.

by Aesop Two Travellers, walking in the noonday sun, sought the shade of a widespreading tree to rest. As they lay looking up among the

The Plea by Susan Glaspell Senator Harrison concluded his argument and sat down. There was no applause, but he had expected none. Senator Dorman was

by H.G. Wells Whether the story of Gottfried Plattner is to be credited or not is a pretty question in the value of evidence. On

by O. Henry The other day a poet friend of mine, who has lived in close communion with nature all his life, wrote a poem

by O. Henry There are a few editor men with whom I am privi- leged to come in contact. It has not been long since