Friday, July 25th, 2014
by Elizabeth Dean Barstow Stoddard (1870) Mrs. Calton mused beside the fire. “Mechanical piety might be of value to me, or that which this novel illustrates—a chaotic piety; if one could have the patiences to feel...
Friday, July 18th, 2014
by Tom Curry (1941) It’s No Trick to Vote Tombstones, But When Crooked Politicians Start Using Livestock for Ballots the Ace Trouble-Shooter of the F. B.I. Turns Goat-Herder! WHEN you are an Agent of the Federal Bureau...
Friday, July 11th, 2014
by Paul Laurence Dunbar (1900) Old Mam’ Henry, and her word may be taken, said that it was “De powerfulles’ sehmont she ever had hyeahd in all huh bo’n days.” That was saying a good deal, for the...
Friday, July 4th, 2014
by Elizabeth Dean Barstow Stoddard (1890) “Oh, tell her, brief is life, but love is long.” “What have I got that you would like to have? Your letters are tied up and directed to you. Mother will...
Friday, June 27th, 2014
by Paul Laurence Dunbar (1900) Silas Jackson was a young man to whom many opportunities had come. Had he been a less fortunate boy, as his little world looked at it, he might have spent all his...
Friday, June 20th, 2014
by E. A. Grosser (1940) Two men sat in front of the entirely useless fireplace, watching the flames. They were roughing it in a centrally heated mountain lodge. Suddenly two words quavered on the crisp spring evening air:...
Friday, June 13th, 2014
by Denis Plimmer (1941) For immediate release! The statement which follows concerns the entire world, and for that reason I, Paul Dicey of Irving Place, New York City, am sending copies of it to the world’s leading newspapers....
Friday, June 6th, 2014
by Edna Wahlert McCourt (1918) The captain had been in and about the trenches there years before he crossed the Atlantic. And yet, although there were apparently hordes of us Americas who were eager and able to talk...
Friday, May 30th, 2014
by James W. Egan (1920) The average dick ain’t supposed to be much of a sleuth. They’ll tell you his head is no good except as a parkin’ place for a derby, and that he’s lucky if he...
Friday, May 23rd, 2014
by Robert Sidney Bowen (1938) Major Precott, hardboiled, two-fisted C.O. of the Yank 39th Pursuits, looked at the lean, tow-headed pilot for a moment or so, then turned his attention to the letter the fledgling had handed over...
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