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The Governor was sitting alone in his private office with an open letter in his hand. He was devoutly and gloomily wishing that some other…

The Cripple by Guy de Maupassant The following adventure happened to me in 1882. I had just taken the train and settled down in a…

A Duel by Guy de Maupassant The war was over. The Germans occupied France. The whole country was pulsating like a conquered wrestler beneath the…

Senator Harrison concluded his argument and sat down. There was no applause, but he had expected none. Senator Dorman was already saying “Mr. President?” and…

Mother’s Bouquet On Mother’s Day, Boy and Bear walked to the woods, To the magical, marvelous forest. To the wood that was wild, with orange…

Both by calling and conviction Father Brown knew better than most of us, that every man is dignified when he is dead. But even he…

The elements without were not in harmony with the spirit which it was desired should be engendered within. By music, by gay decorations, by speeches…

“Nine ten” The old clock paused as if in dramatic appreciation of the situation, and then slowly, weightily, it gave the final stroke, “Eleven!” The…

Father Brown was walking home from Mass on a white weird morning when the mists were slowly lifting one of those mornings when the very…

Many visitors to the State-house made the mistake of looking upon the Governor as the most important personage in the building. They would walk up…

From South water, where he left the train, the road led due west. That he knew; for the rest he trusted to luck, being one…

“Sure you’re done with it?” “Oh, yes,” replied the girl, the suggestion of a smile on her face, and in her voice the suggestion of…