THE Queens of Spades by Alexsandr S. Pushkin
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Continue readingTHE MAN WITHOUT A COUNTRY “NOLAN. Died, on board U. S. Corvette ‘Levant,’ [Note 3] Lat. 2° 11′ S., Long.
Continue readingI am a rather elderly man. The nature of my avocations for the last thirty years has brought me into more than ordinary contact with what would seem an interesting and somewhat singular set of men,
Continue readingIt was Paul’s afternoon to appear before the faculty of the Pittsburgh High School to account for his various misdemeanours. He had been suspended a week ago, and his father had called
Continue readingLa vieuville was suddenly cut short by a cry of despair, and a the same time a noise was heard wholly unlike any other sound. The cry and sounds came from within
Continue readingTHE LADY, OR THE TIGER? In the very olden time there lived a semi-barbaric king, whose ideas, though somewhat polished
Continue readingTo Build a Fire by Jack London Day had broken cold and grey, exceedingly cold and grey, when the
Continue readingIntro to The Lady with the Dog by Anton Chekov by Richard Everywriter (Editors note, this story was first published
Continue readingThe Celebrated Jumping Frog of Calaveras County By Mark Twain is one of Twain’s most prized stories.
Continue readingIt is very seldom that mere ordinary people like John and myself secure ancestral halls for the summer.
A colonial mansion, a hereditary estate, I would say a haunted house, and reach the height of romantic felicity—but that would be asking too much of fate!
Continue readingFrench frigate La Boudeuse I On my right hand there were lines of fishing stakes resembling a mysterious system of
Continue readingIn the bosom of one of those spacious coves which indent the eastern shore of the Hudson, at that broad expansion of the river denominated by the ancient Dutch navigators the Tappan Zee
Continue readingI had called upon my friend, Mr. Sherlock Holmes, one day in the autumn of last year and found him in deep conversation with a very stout, florid-faced, elderly gentleman with fiery red hair.
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