Sonny’s Christenin’
by Ruth McEnery Stuart Yas, sir, wife an’ me, we’ve turned ‘Piscopals—all on account o’ Sonny. He seemed to prefer that religion, an’ of co’se
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by Ruth McEnery Stuart Yas, sir, wife an’ me, we’ve turned ‘Piscopals—all on account o’ Sonny. He seemed to prefer that religion, an’ of co’se
Sorrow by Anton Chekhov THE turner, Grigory Petrov, who had been known for years past as a splendid craftsman, and at the same time as
by O. Henry PERSONS OF THE DRAMA Mr. PENNE. . . . . . An Author Miss LORE. . . . . . An Amanuensis
by Edith Wharton I Their railway carriage had been full when the train left Bologna; but at the first station beyond Milan their only remaining
by Jack London Old San Francisco, which is the San Francisco of only the other day, the day before the Earthquake, was divided midway by
by Mark Twain –[Written about 1872.] On the anniversary festival of the Scottish Corporation of London on Monday evening, in response to the toast of
by Washington Irving TO THE EDITOR OF THE KNICKERBOCKER. Sir, I have already given you a legend or two drawn from ancient Spanish sources, and
by Mark Twain AT THE BANQUET, IN CHICAGO, GIVEN BY THE ARMY OF THE TENNESSEE TO THEIR FIRST COMMANDER, GENERAL U. S. GRANT, NOVEMBER, 1879
by Mark Twain DELIVERED IN HARTFORD, AT A DINNER TO CORNELIUS WALFORD, OF LONDON GENTLEMEN: I am glad, indeed, to assist in welcoming the distinguished
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by O. Henry It was a day in March. Never, never begin a story this way when you write one. No opening could possibly be
by Mark Twain AT THE NEW ENGLAND SOCIETY’S SEVENTY-FIRST ANNUAL DINNER, NEW YORK CITY The next toast was: “The Oldest Inhabitant–The Weather of New England.”
by O. Henry At the hazard of wearying you this tale of vehe- ment emotions must be prefaced by a discourse on geometry. Nature moves
by Jack London IN ALL the long red history of war, disease has stalked at the heels of armies. In the present generation it bids
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by Arthur Quiller-Couch From Noughts and Crosses: Stories, Studies and Sketches. The jury re-entered the court after half an hour’s consultation. It all comes back
by W. W. Jacobs “Wonderful improvement,” said Mr. Jack Mills. “Show ’em to me again.” Mr. Simpson took his pipe from his mouth and, parting
by Rudyard Kipling I caught sight of their faces as we came up behind the cart in the narrow Sussex lane; but though it was
by Nikolai Vasilievich Gogol A STORY TOLD BY THE SACRISTAN OF THE DIKANKA CHURCH Thoma Grigroovitch had one very strange eccentricity: to the day of
by Joseph Sheridan Le Fanu When the present writer was a boy of twelve or thirteen, he first made the acquaintance of Miss Anne Baily,
by Arthur Quiller-Couch From Noughts and Crosses: Stories, Studies and Sketches. I. THE AFFAIR OF BLEAKIRK-ON-SANDS. [The events, which took place on November 23, 186-,
by Elia W. Peattie VIRGIL HOYT is a photographer’s assistant up at St. Paul, and enjoys his work without being consumed by it. He has
by Bret Harte I FOR SIMLA REASONS Some people say that improbable things don’t necessarily happen in India–but these people never find improbabilities anywhere. This