短篇小说 | Whistling Dick's Christmas Stocking

2020年8月27日

It was with much caution that Whistling Dick slid back the door of the box-car, for Article 5716, City Ordinances, authorized (perhaps unconstitutionally) arrest on suspicion, and he was familiar of old with this ordinance. So, before climbing out, he surveyed the field with all the care of a good general.

短篇小说 | While the Auto Waits

2020年8月26日

Promptly at the beginning of twilight, came again to that quiet corner of that quiet, small park the girl in gray. She sat upon a bench and read a book, for there was yet to come a half hour in which print could be accomplished.

短篇小说 | Vanity and Some Sables

2020年8月25日

When "Kid" Brady was sent to the rope by Molly McKeever's blue-black eyes he withdrew from the Stovepipe Gang. So much for the power of a colleen's blanderin' tongue and stubborn true-heartedness.

短篇小说 | Ulysses and the Dogman

2020年8月24日

When the forefinger of twilight begins to smudge the clear-drawn lines of the Big City there is inaugurated an hour devoted to one of the most melancholy sights of urban life.

短篇小说 | Two Renegades

2020年8月23日

In the Gate City of the South the Confederate Veterans were reuniting; and I stood to see them march, beneath the tangled flags of the great conflict, to the hall of their oratory and commemoration.

短篇小说 | Two Recalls

2020年8月22日

There remains three duties to be performed before the curtain falls upon the patched comedy. Two have been promised: the third is no less obligatory.

短篇小说 | Tracked to Doom

2020年8月20日

A myriad of lamps that line the Champs Elysees and the Rouge et Noir, cast their reflection in the dark waters of the Seine as it flows gloomily past the Place Vendome and the black walls of the Convent Notadam.

短篇小说 | Tommy's Burglar

2020年8月19日

AT TEN o'clock P. M. Felicia, the maid, left by the basement door with the policeman to get a raspberry phosphate around the corner.

短篇小说 | To Him Who Waits

2020年8月18日

"Up in de inn," said the dusky one, "dey is a weddin' goin' on. Mr. Binkley, a mighty rich man, am marryin' Miss Trenholme, sah--de young lady who am quite de belle of de place, sah."

短篇小说 | Tobin's Palm

2020年8月17日

Tobin and me, the two of us, went down to Coney one day, for there was four dollars between us, and Tobin had need of distractions.

短篇小说 | Tictocq

2020年8月16日

"Let's all go down and open a bottle of fizz on the Finance Committee," said the Chairman of the Executive Committee, Platform No. 2.