短篇小说 | Ripe Figs
Maman-Nainaine said that when the figs were ripe Babette might go to visit her cousins down on Bayou-Boeuf, where the sugar cane grows.
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短篇小说 | The Spectacles
MANY years ago, it was the fashion to ridicule the idea of "love at first sight;" but those who think, not less than those who feel deeply, have always advocated its existence.
短篇小说 | Extradited from Bohemia
From near the village of Harmony, at the foot of the Green Mountains, came Miss Medora Martin to New York with her color-box and easel.
短篇小说 | Polydor
It was often said that Polydore was the stupidest boy to be found "from the mouth of Cane river plumb to Natchitoches.
短篇小说 | The Purloined Letter
At Paris, just after dark one gusty evening in the autumn of 18 -- , I was enjoying the twofold luxury of meditation and a meerschaum, in company with my friend, C. Auguste Dupin, in his little back library, or book-closet, au troisime, No. 33 Rue Dunt, Faubourg St. Germain.
短篇小说 | Dougherty's Eye-Opener
Big Jim Dougherty was a sport. He belonged to that race of men. In Manhattan it is a distinct race.
短篇小说 | Ozème's Holiday
OZÈME often wondered why there was not a special dispensation of providence to do away with the necessity for work.
短篇小说 | Old Aunt Peggy
It may not be true, however. Possibly she is older.
短篇小说 | The Premature Burial
THERE are certain themes of which the interest is all-absorbing, but which are too entirely horrible for the purposes of legitimate fiction.
短篇小说 | Cupid's Exile Number Two
The United States of America, after looking over its stock of consular timber, selected Mr. John De Graffenreid Atwood, of Dalesburg, Alabama, for a successor to Willard Geddie, resigned.
短篇小说 | Odalie Misses Mass
Odalie walked straight up to the old woman and kissed her on the cheek.
短篇小说 | The Power of Words
OINOS. Pardon, Agathos, the weakness of a spirit new-fledged with immortality!
