Short Stories
NORTH RICHMOND STREET being blind, was a quiet street except at the hour when the Christian Brothers’ School set the boys free. An uninhabited house of two storeys stood at the blind end, detached from its neighbours in a square groun
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It was on the first day of the new year that the announcement was made, almost simultaneously from three observatories, that the motion of the planet Neptune, the outermost of all the planets that wheel about the sun
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The man with the white face entered the carriage at Rugby. He moved slowly in spite of the urgency of
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A Moonlight Fable by H. G. Wells There was once a little man whose mother made him a beautiful suit
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Probably you have heard of Hapley—not W. T. Hapley, the son, but the celebrated Hapley, the Hapley of Periplaneta Hapliia,
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Some business had detained me in Chancery Lane nine in the evening, and thereafter, having some inkling of a headache,
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Towards mid-day the three pursuers came abruptly round a bend in the torrent bed upon the sight of a very
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A Pair of Silk Stockings by Kate Chopin Little Mrs. Sommers one day found herself the unexpected possessor of fifteen dollars. It seemed to her a very large amount of money, and the way in which it stuffed and bulged her worn old porte-monnaie gave her a feeling of importance such as she had not enjoyed for years.
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TRUE!—nervous—very, very dreadfully nervous I had been and am; but why will you say that I am mad? The disease had sharpened my senses—not destroyed—not dulled them
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The Gift of the Magi by O.Henry One dollar and eighty-seven cents. That was all. And sixty cents of it was in pennies. Pennies saved one and two at a time by bulldozing the grocer and the vegetable man and the butcher until one’s cheeks burned with the silent imputation of parsimony
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“O. Henry” was the pen name adopted by William Sydney Porter. He began his short story career by contributing Whistling Dick’s Christmas Stocking to McClure’s Magazine in 1899.
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We don’t publish classic fiction as much as we used to, but we couldn’t resist rerunning this awesome Edgar Allan Poe story for the Halloween season.
Continue readingThe Vision of the Fountain by Nathaniel Hawthorne At fifteen I became a resident in a country village more than
Continue readingAll I do is sit, and watch. Watch for the light, that?s what I?m told. So I watch.
Continue readingThe Ferry of Unfulfilment by O.Henry At the street corner, as solid as granite in the “rush-hour” tide of humanity,
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