Friday, March 7th, 2014
by Nikolay V. Gogol In the department of —, but it is better not to mention the department. The touchiest things in the world are departments, regiments, courts of justice, in a word, all branches of public...
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by Margaret Crosby At four o’clock on a September afternoon Vestal Street, Nantucket, is curiously quiet. The square white houses stand on either side of the sandy road. The lowering sun light is beginning to cast...
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by Jack London It was because she had broken with Billy that Loretta had come visiting to Santa Clara. Billy could not understand. His sister had reported that he had walked the floor and cried all night....
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by D. H. Lawrence There was a woman who was beautiful, who started with all the advantages, yet she had no luck. She married for love, and the love turned to dust. She had bonny children, yet...
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by Thomas De Quincey “Why callest thou me murderer, and not rather the wrath of God burning after the steps of the oppressor, and cleansing the earth when it is wet with blood?” That series of terrific...
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by H. Rider Haggard Sir Henry Curtis, as everybody acquainted with him knows, is one of the most hospitable men on earth. It was in the course of the enjoyment of his hospitality at his place in...
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by Maxim Gorky ONCE in the autumn I happened to be in a very unpleasant and inconvenient position. In the town where I had just arrived and where I knew not a soul, I found myself without...
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by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle It is years since the incidents of which I speak took place, and yet it is with diffidence that I allude to them. For a long time, even with the utmost discretion...
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by Nathaniel Hawthorne Young Goodman Brown came forth at sunset into the street at Salem Village; but put his head back after crossing the threshold, to exchange a parting kiss with his young wife. And Faith, as...
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by Jerome K. Jerome “This story,” commenced MacShaugnassy, “comes from Furtwangen, a small town in the Black Forest. There lived there a very wonderful old fellow named Nicholaus Geibel. His business was the making of mechanical toys,...
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