The Valley of Spiders by H.G. Wells
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
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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The Tell-Tale Heart by Edgar Allan Poe
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
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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The Cop and the Anthem by O. Henry
“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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The Premature Burial by Edgar Allan Poe
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
The Vision of the Fountain by Nathaniel Hawthorne At fifteen I became a resident in a country village more than
Continue readingI Sit, and Watch by Owain G Evans
All 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
The 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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The Treasure in the Forest by W. G. Wells
The canoe was now approaching the land. The bay opened out, and a gap in the white surf of the
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