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The World And The Door - (1)
A favourite dodge to get your story read by the public is to assert that it is true, and then add that Truth is stranger than Fiction. I do…
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The World And The Door - (2)
One day a steamer hove in the offing. Bare-legged and bare-shouldered La Paz scampered down to the beach, for the arrival of a steamer was…
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The Theory And The Hound
Not many days ago my old friend from the tropics, J. P. Bridger, United States consul on the island of Ratona, was in the city. We had wass…
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The Hypotheses Of Failure - (1)
Lawyer Gooch bestowed his undivided attention upon the engrossing arts of his profession. But one flight of fancy did he allow his mind to…
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The Hypotheses Of Failure - (2)
“Madam,” said Lawyer Gooch, “your last two or three sentences delight me with their intelligence and clearness. Can we not now abandon the…
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Calloway’s Code
The New York Enterprise sent H. B. Calloway as special correspondent to the Russo-Japanese-Portsmouth war. For two months Calloway hung abo…
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A Matter Of Mean Elevation
One winter the Alcazar Opera Company of New Orleans made a speculative trip along the Mexican, Central American and South American coasts.…
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“Girl”
In gilt letters on the ground glass of the door of room No. 962 were the words: “Robbins & Hartley, Brokers.” The clerks had gone. It was p…
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Sociology In Serge And Straw
The season of irresponsibility is at hand. Come, let us twine round our brows wreaths of poison ivy (that is for idiocy), and wander hand i…
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The Ransom Of Red Chief
It looked like a good thing: but wait till I tell you. We were down South, in Alabama—Bill Driscoll and myself—when this kidnapping idea st…
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The Marry Month Of May
Prithee, smite the poet in the eye when he would sing to you praises of the month of May. It is a month presided over by the spirits of mis…
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A Technical Error
I never cared especially for feuds, believing them to be even more overrated products of our country than grapefruit, scrapple, or honeymoo…
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Suite Homes And Their Romance
Few young couples in the Big-City-of-Bluff began their married existence with greater promise of happiness than did Mr. and Mrs. Claude Tur…
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The Whirligig Of Life
Justice-of-the-Peace Benaja Widdup sat in the door of his office smoking his elder-stem pipe. Half-way to the zenith the Cumberland range r…
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A Sacrifice Hit
The editor of the Hearthstone Magazine has his own ideas about the selection of manuscript for his publication. His theory is no secret; in…
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The Roads We Take
Twenty miles west of Tucson, the “Sunset Express” stopped at a tank to take on water. Besides the aqueous addition the engine of that famou…
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A Blackjack Bargainer - (1)
The most disreputable thing in Yancey Goree’s law office was Goree himself, sprawled in his creaky old arm-chair. The rickety little office…
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A Blackjack Bargainer - (2)
The mountaineer crooked his long frame to look through the window in the direction indicated by the other. Colonel Abner Coltrane, an erect…
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The Song And The Sergeant
Half a dozen people supping at a table in one of the upper-Broadway all-night restaurants were making too much noise. Three times the manag…
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One Dollar’s Worth
The judge of the United States court of the district lying along the Rio Grande border found the following letter one morning in his mail:…
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A Newspaper Story
At 8 A. M. it lay on Giuseppi’s news-stand, still damp from the presses. Giuseppi, with the cunning of his ilk, philandered on the opposite…
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Tommy’s Burglar
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. She de…
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A Chaparral Christmas Gift
The original cause of the trouble was about twenty years in growing. At the end of that time it was worth it. Had you lived anywhere within…
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A Little Local Colour
I mentioned to Rivington that I was in search of characteristic New York scenes and incidents—something typical, I told him, without necess…
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Georgia’s Ruling - (1)
If you should chance to visit the General Land Office, step into the draughtsmen’s room and ask to be shown the map of Salado County. A lei…
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Georgia’s Ruling - (2)
“I’ve got eight children, the oldest fifteen years. I work all day and half the night to till what little land I can and keep us in clothes…
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Blind Man’s Holiday - (1)
Alas for the man and for the artist with the shifting point of perspective! Life shall be a confusion of ways to the one; the landscape sha…
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Blind Man’s Holiday - (2)
“A gentleman like you, Sir,” he went on affably, “would never notice it, but it comes in my line to observe what an immense amount of troub…
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Madame Bo-Peep, Of The Ranches - (1)
“Aunt Ellen,” said Octavia, cheerfully, as she threw her black kid gloves carefully at the dignified Persian cat on the window-seat, “I’m a…
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Madame Bo-Peep, Of The Ranches - (2)
“No,” said Teddy, “no one minds what he says, just so he doesn’t do it again.” Octavia cast one of those subtle, sidelong glances toward hi…