The Obstacle In Our Path
In ancient times, a King had a boulder placed on a roadway. He then hid himself and watched to see if anyone would move the…
Literature
Being And Breathing
One warm evening many years ago, after spending nearly every waking minute with “Angel” for eight straight days, I knew that I had to tell…
The Enchanted Horse
It was the Feast of the New Year, the oldest and most splendid of all the feasts in the Kingdom of Persia, and the day…
Deacon Pitkin’s Farm
CHAPTER I. Miss Diana. Thanksgiving was impending in the village of Mapleton on the 20th of November, 1825. The Governor’s proclamation had been duly and…
The Skull
“What is this opportunity?” Conger asked. “Go on. I’m interested.” The room was silent; all faces were fixed on Conger still in the drab prison…
The Patriot Spy
It was plain that Washington was troubled. As he paced the piazza of the stately Murray mansion one fine autumn afternoon, he was saying half…
The First Thanksgiving
All through the first summer and the early part of autumn, the Pilgrims were busy and happy. They had planted and cared for their first…
The Hanging Stranger
At five o’clock Ed Loyce washed up, tossed on his hat and coat, got his car out and headed across town toward his TV sales…
An Old-Fashioned Thanksgiving
Sixty years ago, up among the New Hampshire hills lived Farmer Bassett, with a house full of sturdy sons and daughters growing up about him.…
The Mathematical Mind
My daily paper just now is full of mathematical difficulties, submitted by its readers for the amusement of one of its staff. Every morning he…
A Word For Autumn
Last night the waiter put the celery on with the cheese, and I knew that summer was indeed dead. Other signs of autumn there may…
White Magic
One September afternoon in the year of grace 1840 Avery and Janet Sparhallow were picking apples in their Uncle Daniel Sparhallow’s big orchard. It was…
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