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by H. P. Lovecraft I was shown into the attic chamber by a grave, intelligent-looking man with quiet clothes and an iron-gray beard, who spoke

The Examining Magistrate by Anton Chekhov DISTRICT doctor and an examining magistrate were driving one fine spring day to an inquest. The examining magistrate, a

by O. Henry “As I have told you before,” said Jeff Peters, “I never had much confidence in the perfidiousness of woman. As partners or

by Ethel M. Dell “And the fourth angel poured out his vial upon the sun; and power was given unto him to scorch men with

by Robert Barr The large mansion of Louis Heckle, millionaire and dealer in gold mines, was illuminated from top to bottom. Carriages were arriving and

by Henry Lawson HARRY CHATSWOOD, mail contractor (and several other things), was driving out from, say, Georgeville to Croydon, with mails, parcels, and only one

The Eyes of the Panther by Ambrose Bierce Between our convictions and our feelings there is no good understanding. I ONE DOES NOT ALWAYS MARRY

by Philip K. Dick A little whimsy, now and then, makes for good balance. Theoretically, you could find this type of humor anywhere. But only

by Mark Twain I was feeling blithe, almost jocund. I put a match to my cigar, and just then the morning’s mail was handed in.

by Edgar Allan Poe The illustration by Harry Clarke was published in 1919 in Edgar Allan Poe’sTales of Mystery and Imagination. OF course I shall

by Mark Twain WASHINGTON, December, 1867. I have resigned. The government appears to go on much the same, but there is a spoke out of

by Honore de Balzac The Archbishop of Bordeaux had added to his suite when going to the Council at Constance quite a good-looking little priest

by Mark Twain [Written about 1867.] In as few words as possible I wish to lay before the nation what’s here, howsoever small, I have

by W.C. Morrow A quaint old rogue, who called himself Rabaya, the Mystic, was one of the many extraordinary characters of that odd corner of

by Honore de Balzac I. How Madame Imperia was Caught by the Very Net She was Accustomed to Spread for Her Love-Birds The lovely lady

by Jack London “Tell you what we’ll do; we’ll shake for it.” “That suits me,” said the second man, turning, as he spoke, to the

by Edgar Allan Poe The French epigraph that opens the story is translated to English as, “his heart is a suspended lute, as soon as

by Hans Christian Andersen There was once a fine gentleman, all of whose moveables were a boot-jack and a hair-comb: but he had the finest

by Guy de Maupassant Monsieur Lantin had met the young girl at a reception at the house of the second head of his department, and

by Honore de Balzac That which certain people do not know, is a the truth concerning the decease of the Duke of Orleans, brother of

The Famous Gilson Request by Ambrose Bierce It was rough on Gilson. Such was the terse, cold, but not altogether unsympathetic judgment of the better

by Alexei Tolstoy The Family of the Vourdalak was originally written in 1839 but was not published until 1884. The original text is in French.

by Aesop A rich old farmer, who felt that he had not many more days to live, called his sons to his bedside. “My sons,”

by Aesop A Stork of a very simple and trusting nature had been asked by a gay party of Cranes to visit a field that