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Morton

Category: Short Stories  Author:Nathaniel Ames 

Bel and the Dragon's chaplains were More moderate than these by far: For they, poor knaves, were glad to cheat, To get their wives and children meat; But these will not be fobb'd off so, They must have wealth and power too; Or else with blood and desolation They'll tear it out o' th' heart o' th' nation.-- HUDIBRAS.


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Hidden Gold

Category: Short Stories  Author:Wilder Anthony 

From his seat on the top of a high ridge, Gordon Wade looked into the bowl-shaped valley beneath him, with an expression of amazement on his sun-burned face. Pouring through a narrow opening in the environing hills, and immediately spreading fan-like over the grass of the valley, were sheep; hundreds, thousands of them. Even where he s...


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His Masterpiece

Category: Short Stories  Author:Emile Zola 

'HIS MASTERPIECE,' which in the original French bears the title of _L'Oeuvre_, is a strikingly accurate story of artistic life in Paris during the latter years of the Second Empire. Amusing at times, extremely pathetic and even painful at others, it not only contributes a necessary element to the Rougon-Macquart series of novels--a ser...


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The Three Cities Trilogy: Rome

Category: Short Stories  Author:Emile Zola 

THE train had been greatly delayed during the night between Pisa and Civita Vecchia, and it was close upon nine o'clock in the morning when, after a fatiguing journey of twenty-five hours' duration, Abbe Pierre Froment at last reached Rome. He had brought only a valise with him, and, springing hastily out of the railway carriage amidst...


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Abbe Mouret's Transgression

Category: Short Stories  Author:Emile Zola 

As La Teuse entered the church she rested her broom and feather-brush against the altar. She was late, as she had that day began her half-yearly wash. Limping more than ever in her haste and hustling the benches, she went down the church to ring the _Angelus_. The bare, worn bell-rope dangled from the ceiling near the confessional, and...


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