Raven and Beaver

Raven and Beaver

Raven and Beaver (A Native American Tale) Long ago Beaver lived in the northland in a lake where the waters ran cold and deep. Beaver…
Little Annie’s Ramble

Little Annie’s Ramble

Ding-dong! Ding-dong! Ding-dong! The town-crier has rung his bell at a distant corner, and little Annie stands on her father’s doorsteps trying to hear what…
The Starfish Dance

The Starfish Dance

The Starfish Dance Once upon a time, a young man lived by the sea. He often sat overlooking the water and watching the waves rolling…
The Princess and the Puma

The Princess and the Puma

The Princess and the Puma by O. Henry There had to be a king and queen, of course. The king was a terrible old man…
The People Of Chelm Study The Sky

The People Of Chelm Study The Sky

Long ago, in the village of Chelm, the people sought the wisdom of their rabbi. They seldom acted or made a decision without consulting the…
The Fly

The Fly

The Fly by Katherine Mansfield “Y’ARE very snug in here,” piped old Mr. Woodifield, and he peered out of the great, green leather armchair by…
The Duellist

The Duellist

I A regiment of cuirassiers was quartered in 1829 in the village of Kirilovo, in the K province. That village, with its huts and hay-stacks,…
Oliver Cromwell

Oliver Cromwell

Born 1599. Died 1658. Not long after King James the First took the place of Queen Elizabeth on the throne of England, there lived an…
Night-Sketches

Night-Sketches

Beneath an umbrella. Pleasant is a rainy winter’s day within-doors. The best study for such a day or the best amusement: call it what you…
The Honest Shepherd

The Honest Shepherd

The Honest Shepherd (A Tale From Hungary) Once upon a time, a woman lived with her two sons. The older boy was lazy and greedy,…
The Dream Of A Ridiculous Man

The Dream Of A Ridiculous Man

I I am a ridiculous person. Now they call me a madman. That would be a promotion if it were not that I remain as…
John Inglefield’s Thanksgiving

John Inglefield’s Thanksgiving

On the evening of Thanksgiving Day, John Inglefield, the blacksmith, sat in his elbow-chair among those who had been keeping festival at his board. Being…
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