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A Defensive Diamond

H.H. Munro (SAKI)Story

Treddleford sat in an easeful arm-chair in front of a slumberous fire, with a volume of verse in his hand and the comfortable consciousness that outside the club windows the rain was dripping and pattering with persis…

A Dog’s Tale

Mark TwainStory

My father was a St. Bernard, my mother was a collie, but I am a Presbyterian. This is what my mother told me; I do not know these nice distinctions myself. To me they are only fine large words meaning nothing. My moth…

A Dollar on the Conscience

T.S. ArthurStory

“Fifty-five cents a yard, I believe you said?” The customer was opening her purse. Now fifty cents a yard was the price of the goods, and so Mr. Levering had informed the lady. She misunderstood him, however. In the c…

A Dream Within a Dream

Edgar Allan PoePoem

Take this kiss upon the brow!And, in parting from you now,Thus much let me avow-You are not wrong, who deemThat my days have been a dream;Yet if hope has flown awayIn a night, or in a day,In a vision, or in none,Is it…

A Father’s Confession

Guy de MaupassantStory

A Father’s Confession by Guy de Maupassant All Veziers-le-Rethel had followed the funeral procession of M. Badon- Leremince to the grave, and the last words of the funeral oration pronounced by the delegate of the dis…

A Ghost

Guy de MaupassantStory

A Ghost by Guy de Maupassant We were speaking of sequestration, alluding to a recent lawsuit. It was at the close of a friendly evening in a very old mansion in the Rue de Grenelle, and each of the guests had a story …