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by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle In the third week of November, in the year 1895, a dense yellow fog settled down upon London. From the

by Guy de Maupassant The two cottages stood beside each other at the foot of a hill near a little seashore resort. The two peasants

by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle In choosing a few typical cases which illustrate the remarkable mental qualities of my friend, Sherlock Holmes, I have endeavoured,

by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle “Well, Mrs. Warren, I cannot see that you have any particular cause for uneasiness, nor do I understand why I,

by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle In recording from time to time some of the curious experiences and interesting recollections which I associate with my long

by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle From the years 1894 to 1901 inclusive, Mr. Sherlock Holmes was a very busy man. It is safe to say

by O. Henry I am so fortunate as to count Shamrock Jolnes, the great New York detective, among my muster of friends. Jolnes is what

by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle 1. The Singular Experience of Mr. John Scott Eccles I find it recorded in my notebook that it was a

by Willa Cather I heard this story sitting on the rear platform of an accommodation freight that crawled along through the brown, sun-dried wilderness between

The Affair at Coulter’s Notch by Ambrose Bierce “Do you think, Colonel, that your brave Coulter would like to put one of his guns in

The Album by Anton Chekhov KRATEROV, the titular councillor, as thin and slender as the Admiralty spire, stepped forward and, addressing Zhmyhov, said: “Your Excellency!

by Matsuo Basho Also known as The Story of the Aged Mother, this Japanese folktale tells the story of an unkind ruler who issues cruel

by Henry James CHAPTER I. He had a mortal dislike, poor Stransom, to lean anniversaries, and loved them still less when they made a pretence

by H. P. Lovecraft High up, crowning the grassy summit of a swelling mount whose sides are wooded near the base with the gnarled trees

by Richard Harding Davis I It was February off the Banks, and so thick was the weather that, on the upper decks, one could have

by Robert Barr Haziddin, the ambassador, stood at the door of his tent and gazed down upon the famous city of Baalbek, seeing it now

The Amateur Gardener by Banjo Paterson The first step in amateur gardening is to sit down and consider what good you are going to get

The Ambitious Guest by Nathaniel Hawthorne ONE SEPTEMBER NIGHT a family had gathered round their hearth, and piled it high with the driftwood of mountain

The Amethyst Comb by Mary E. Wilkins Freeman MISS JANE CAREW was at the railroad station waiting for the New York train. She was about

by William Dean Howells His name was really Perez Armando Aldeano, but in the end everybody called him the _amigo_, because that was the endearing

The Anarchist: His Dog by Susan Glaspell Stubby had a route, and that was how he happened to get a dog. For the benefit of

by Rudyard Kipling His Royal Highness Abdur Rahman, Amir of Afghanistan, G.C.S.I., and trusted ally of Her Imperial Majesty the Queen of England and Empress

The Angel of the Odd by Edgar Allan Poe It was a chilly November afternoon. I had just consummated an unusually hearty dinner, of which

by William Dean Howells I. “All that sort of personification,” said Wanhope, “is far less remarkable than the depersonification which has now taken place so