Ladies-In-Waiting

Caleb was tall, loose-jointed, and black as a thunder-cloud--the swarthy skin, like the big foot, having been bequeathed to him by the original Caleb, whose long-legged, shaggy-...

Amanda Dalton had never had to hurry in her life. That was one of her crosses, for there probably never was a woman who could do more in less time. It was an hour and a half bef...

Fergus Appleton thought he saw "the singing girl" of his voyage from New York one May day in Wells, where he went to study the cathedral. He noticed a hansom with a pink-clad fi...

Alighting at the familiar railway station, he took a hansom, intending to drop his portmanteau at his lodgings and go on to the palace for news, but as he was driving by the dea...

Matters were in this state when Mr. Packard alighted at the Edgewood station one bright day in August. He declined the offer of a drive, and soon found himself on the well-remem...

"You have dwelt so long on this purely immaterial objection," she sobbed, "that you have finally inoculated me with something of your own feeling and made me miserable and asham...

Both women gave a sigh of relief when the boy's flying figure disappeared around the corner of the barn. He was morally certain to be in mischief wherever he was, but if he was...

It may be urged that all proper heroines go through a period of uncertainty before giving their hands and hearts in marriage. Occasionally, however, there are longer seasons of...

"Well, I feel no yeast stirring in me," she said languidly. "All the morning I have been trying to recapture a certain 'Ode to a Cow' written by a man of action in a country hot...

"You see, Charlotte, I knew that probably he couldn't meet this boat to save his life, so I was willing to say, '_Come and get me_,' just for fun. I hadn't the slightest clue as...

"It was good of its kind, if the audience would have helped me,"--and Tommy's lip trembled a little; "but perhaps I could have borne that, if it hadn't been for the--plate."

As I look back upon the weeks that followed the interview with Cousin Sarah I see that Richard was never the same after he received Mr. Darling's letter. I felt a nameless diffe...

How weak a thing is man! Now that you are so far away and I am exiled in a village where there is but one post a day I suffer pangs of hunger for a word from you. So far the one...