Category: Short Stories
Every boy realizes the fascination of fishing, even if he gets nothing but bites--mosquito bites at that. It is the anticipation of what one _may_ catch which heightens the every charm of the sport itself.
There were no pots and saucepans to be washed, although the one round, shallow, sheet-iron "fryer," such as soldiers sometimes use in camp, which she dragged from under a buffal...
1. Part 1Every boy realizes the fascination of fishing, even if he gets nothing but bites--mosquito bites at that. It is the anticipation of what one _may_ catch which heightens the ever...
3. Part 3In a minute he was swept out of sight, and with an awful feeling of loneliness, she crouched on the roof, holding Nance in her arms. Each moment passed slowly as an hour, while...
4. Part 4I enjoy reading the letters in the Post-office Box very much. I am eight years old. I have no brother nor sister, and no pets except a canary-bird. I go to school, and I have be...
5. Part 5The topmost branch that monkey reached In one astounding bound, And soon the ripest peaches there Were strewn upon the ground; And 'mong them rolled the porcupine With porcupine...