Category: Short Stories
It was a dim, quiet room in an old–fashioned New York house, with windows opening upon a garden that was trim and attractive, even in its Winter dress—for the rose–bushes were all bundled up in straw ulsters. The room was ample, yet it had a cosy air. Its dark hangings suggest...
It was a dim, quiet room in an old–fashioned New York house, with windows opening upon a garden that was trim and attractive, even in its Winter dress—for the rose–bushes were a...
2. Part 2Louise rose to her feet, with a hard, set, good old New England look on her face. She lifted the tub of water to the level of her breast, and then she inverted it on the tenor’s...
3. Part 3But all of these matches, save the last, would have been made in the ordinary course of things. The predestination of propinquity would have settled that. And even if Ellen Hump...
4. Part 4The Reverend Mr. Pursly read Mr. Hitt’s funeral address for the second time, in the First Congregational Church of ’Quawket. Every seat was filled; every ear was attentive. He s...
5. Part 5When they reached the circus–grounds, they found a crowd around a small side–show tent. A strong odor of burnt leather confirmed Johnny’s story. Dr. Tibbitt pushed his way throu...
6. Part 6“That’s it,” said Dick, holding the coppery disk in his palm. “It would do for a picture of any one of ’em—only the Bailey girls didn’t wear feathers in their hair. But there th...
7. Part 7“It—it was five years ago,” said Mr. Brede, hurriedly. “I—I didn’t tell you—when I was on the other side, you know—it was rather dangerous—well, as I was saying—it looked—oh, it...
8. Part 8“We don’t often meet,” Mr. Mitts assented. “And it is curious that this visit should have been the means of giving me sight of a man in whom I want to interest _you_. His name i...
9. Part 9She closed her hand on something soft, lifted it out and laid it on the ground. It was small, it was black, it was dumpy. It moved a round head in an uncertain, inquiring way, a...
10. Part 10But his joy in his house was counterbalanced by his grief for the loss of his “orfice.” He had taken the ground–rent of the city lot, and had erected the “orfice” at his own cos...
11. Part 11She went out and left him—left him with the port. She left him with the sherry; she left him with the claret, with the old, old claret, with the comet year, with the wine that h...