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Why the Clock Stopped by Arnold Bennett
IMr Morfe and Mary Morfe, his sister, were sitting on either side of their drawing-room fire, on a Friday evening…
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The Parable of the Water-Tank by Edward Bellamy
There was a certain very dry land, the people whereof were in sore need of water. And they did nothing…
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To Whom This May Come by Edward Bellamy
IT is now about a year since I took passage at Calcutta in the ship Adelaide for New York. We…
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A Bitter Root Billingsrbiter by Rex Ellingwood Beach
Billings rode in from the Junction about dusk, and ate his supper in silence. He’d been East for sixty days,…
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Flesh by Rex Ellingwood Beach
IShould you chance, in crossing a certain mountain pass in southern Catalonia, to find yourself poised above a little valley…
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His Stock in Trade by Rex Ellingwood Beach
“The science of salesmanship is quite as exact as the science of astronomy,” said Mr. Gross, casting his eyes down…
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Laughing Bill Hyde by Rex Ellingwood Beach
Mr. William Hyde was discharged from Deer Lodge Penitentiary a changed man. That was quite in line with the accepted…
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North of Fifty-Three by Rex Ellingwood Beach
Big George was drinking, and the activities of the little Arctic mining camp were paralysed. Events invariably ceased their progress…
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Out of the Night by Rex Ellingwood Beach
“There is but one remedy for your complaint.” Doctor Suydam settled deeper into his chair. “Marry the girl.” “That is…
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Pardners by Rex Ellingwood Beach
“Most all the old quotations need fixing,” said Joyce in tones forbidding dispute. “For instance, the guy that alluded to…
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