短篇小说 | Miss McEnders

2020年2月19日

When Miss Georgie McEnders had finished an elaborately simple toilet of gray and black, she divested herself completely of rings, bangles, brooches – everything to suggest that she stood in friendly relations with fortune.

短篇小说 | The Oblong Box

2020年2月18日

Some years ago, I engaged passage from Charleston, S. C, to the city of New York, in the fine packet-ship "Independence," Captain Hardy. We were to sail on the fifteenth of the month (June), weather permitting; and on the fourteenth, I went on board to arrange some matters in my stateroom.

短篇小说 | Mamouche

2020年2月18日

Marshall grumbled audibly, and Doctor John-Luis continued to inspect the boy through his glasses.

短篇小说 | The Mystery of Marie Roget

2020年2月17日

The extraordinary details which I am now called upon to make public, will be found to form, as regards sequence of time, the primary branch of a series of scarcely intelligible coincidences, whose secondary or concluding branch will be recognized by all readers in the late murder of Mary Cecila Rogers, at New York.

短篇小说 | Compliments of the Season

2020年2月17日

There are no more Christmas stories to write. Fiction is exhausted; and newspaper items, the next best, are manufactured by clever young journalists who have married early and have an engagingly pessimistic view of life.

短篇小说 | Christmas By Injunction

2020年2月16日

Cherokee was the civic father of Yellowhammer. Yellowhammer was a new mining town constructed mainly of canvas and undressed pine. Cherokee was a prospector.

短篇小说 | Ma'ame Pelagie

2020年2月16日

When the war began, there stood on Cote Joyeuse an imposing mansion of red brick, shaped like the Pantheon. A grove of majestic live-oaks surrounded it.