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by Charlotte M. Yonge A.D. 404 As the Romans grew prouder and more fond of pleasure, no one could hope to please them who did

by O. Henry In a little district west of Washington Square the streets have run crazy and broken themselves into small strips called “places.” These

The Last Sixty Minutes by Susan Glaspell “Nine–ten–” The old clock paused as if in dramatic appreciation of the situation, and then slowly, weightily, it

by O. Henry Inexorably Sam Galloway saddled his pony. He was going away from the Rancho Altito at the end of a three-months’ visit. It

by L. Frank Baum Published in L. Frank Baum’s collection, American Fairy Tales in 1901. On one of the upper branches of the Congo river

by Mark Twain [Written about 1870.] [“Never put off till to-morrow what you can do day after to-morrow just as well.”–B. F.] This party was

by Evan Hunter The boy sitting opposite him was called Tigo, and he wore a green silk jacket with an orange stripe on each sleeve.

by Mary Roberts Rinehart Whether the Rev. Andrew Adkin had or had not a call to preach, is more than we can say. Enough, that

by Jack London Old Koskoosh listened greedily. Though his sight had long since faded, his hearing was still acute, and the slightest sound penetrated to

by Edna Ferber The leading lady lay on her bed and wept. Not as you have seen leading ladies weep, becomingly, with eyebrows pathetically V-shaped,

by Aesop A certain man who visited foreign lands could talk of little when he returned to his home except the wonderful adventures he had

by Jack London At the Barracks a man was being tried for his life. He was an old man, a native from the Whitefish River,

by F. Scott Fitzgerald If you should look through the files of old magazines for the first years of the present century you would find,

by Jerome K. Jerome This story is about a shop: many stories are. One Sunday evening this Bishop had to preach a sermon at St.

by Hans Christian Andersen A Flea, a Grasshopper, and a Leap-frog once wanted to see which could jump highest; and they invited the whole world,

by Washington Irving BY THE AUTHOR OF THE SKETCH-BOOK. In the cloisters of the ancient Benedictine convent of San Domingo, at Silos, in Castile, are

by Anonymous The Legend of Babouscka is an old Russian tale in which an old woman missed the chance to travel with the three wise

by Washington Irving BY GEOFFREY CRAYON, GENT. At the dark and melancholy period when Don Roderick the Goth and his chivalry were overthrown on the

by Washington Irving Found among the papers of the late Diedrech Knickerbocker. A pleasing land of drowsy head it was, Of dreams that wave before

by Jack London He had a dreamy, far-away look in his eyes, and his sad, insistent voice, gentle-spoken as a maid’s, seemed the placid embodiment

by Guy de Maupassant From the time some people begin to talk they seem to have an overmastering desire or vocation. Ever since he was

by Arnold Bennett I As he hurried from his brougham through the sombre hall to his study, leaving his secretary far in the rear, he

The Letter by Anton Chekhov The clerical superintendent of the district, his Reverence Father Fyodor Orlov, a handsome, well-nourished man of fifty, grave and important

by Edith Wharton I For many years he had lived withdrawn from the world in which he had once played so active and even turbulent