The Prisoner Of Zembla
Literature

The Prisoner Of Zembla

So the king fell into a furious rage, so that none durst go near him for fear, and he gave out that since the Princess…
The Ambassador’s Pigeons
Literature

The Ambassador’s Pigeons

Haziddin, the ambassador, stood at the door of his tent and gazed down upon the famous city of Baalbek, seeing it now for the first…
Lone Bird
Literature

Lone Bird

Once upon a time and long ago, on the shores of the Big Water, there lived a maiden known as Lone Bird. She lived with…
How To Live To Be 200
Literature

How To Live To Be 200

Twenty years ago I knew a man called Jiggins, who had the Health Habit. He used to take a cold plunge every morning. He said…
Moon’s Marriage
Literature

Moon’s Marriage

Long before Moon lived in the sky, she was a maiden who married the chief of a village on the Rio Grande River. Nah-chu-ru-chu, “Blue…
How To Be A Doctor
Literature

How To Be A Doctor

Certainly, the progress of science is a wonderful thing. One can’t help feeling proud of it. I must admit that I do. Whenever I get…
Pygmalion’s Love
Literature

Pygmalion’s Love

Long ago there lived a sculptor named Pygmalion. He was a fine craftsman and artist who devoted most of his days and nights to his…
How To Avoid Getting Married
Literature

How To Avoid Getting Married

Some years ago, when I was the Editor of a Correspondence Column, I used to receive heart-broken letters from young men asking for advice and…
Fearless Spirit
Literature

Fearless Spirit

Once upon a time, a young man named Hiku lived atop a volcano on an island in the Pacific. Hiku was curious, always asking questions…
Reginald On Worries
Literature

Reginald On Worries

I have (said Reginald) an aunt who worries. She’s not really an aunt a sort of amateur one, and they aren’t really worries. She is…
The Taming Of The Animals
Literature

The Taming Of The Animals

Once upon a time, there lived a miller who planned to marry. He wanted his wedding to be the finest wedding anyone had ever seen,…
A Lost Masterpiece
Literature

A Lost Masterpiece

The short essay on “The Improbability of the Infinite” which I was planning for you yesterday will now never be written. Last night my brain…
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