Mr. Bovey’s Unexpected Will by L.T. Meade

Author: L.T. Meade (Elizabeth Thomasina Meade Smith)
Co-author: Robert Eustace
Published: 1899
Language: English
Wordcount: 5,613 / 16 pg
Flesch-Kincaid Reading Ease: 81.7
LoC Category: PZ

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Added to site: 2009.09.22
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d and drove off. The thing was planned, of course–planned to a moment.”

“But what about Tyndall?” I asked.

“He was probably in the plot. All we know is that he has escaped and has not been heard of since.”

“But what a daring thing!” I cried. “They will be caught, of course; they cannot have gone far with the money.”

“You do not understand their tricks, Dr. Lonsdale; but I do,” was her quick answer, “and I venture to guarantee that if we do not get that money back before the morning, Edgar Wimburne has seen the last of his fortune. Now, I mean to follow up this business, all night if necessary.”

I did not reply. Her dark, bright eyes were blazing with excitement, and she to pace up and down.

“You must come with me,” she continued, “you promised to help me if the necessity should arise.”

“And I will keep my word,” I answered.

“That is an immense relief.” She gave deep sigh as she spoke.

“What about Miss Ransom?” I asked.

“Oh, I have left Let

Mr. Brogden, City Clerk by George Gissing

Author: George Gissing
Published: 1899
Language: English
Wordcount: 4,200 / 13 pg
Flesch-Kincaid Reading Ease: 81.1
LoC Category: PR

Downloads: 483
Added to site: 2009.10.21
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Genre: Short Story

d over from —-” he named the station, “and now I shall ramble back and catch an evening train for London.”

Mr. Lamb ventured a suggestion.

“I wish I could persuade you to take the other direction, and walk with us to Dippingham. The roads are delightful. There are local trains by which you could reach Swindon.”

“Oh, with the greatest pleasure!”

So the trio left the inn. To Dippingham was a walk of about seven miles; they made of it a leisurely ramble, which occupied the time from half-past two to half-past six on this bright summer afternoon.

When they drew near to the little town, Mr. Lamb begged that his friend would walk as far as the vicarage. There would be no difficulty in reaching Swindon in time for the last up train. Heedless of everything but his ecstatic illusion, Brogden cheerfully consented, and to the vicarage they bent their steps.

They were received by Mrs. Lamb, a homely gentlewoman, and her widowed sister, mother of the boy. As dinner was ready, Br

Mr. Joseph Hanson, The Haberdasher by Mary Russell Mitford

Author: Mary Russell Mitford
Language: English
Wordcount: 5,799 / 24 pg
Flesch-Kincaid Reading Ease: 36.5
LoC Category: PN

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Added to site: 2007.10.07
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d a total unconsciousness of her own attractions, were amongst her chief characteristics. Some persons hold the theory that dissimilarity answers best in matrimony, and such persons would have found a most satisfactory contrast of appearance, mind, and manner, between the fair Harriet and her dashing suitor.

Besides his one great and distinguishing quality of assurance and vulgar pretension, which it is difficult to describe, by any word short of impudence, Mr. Joseph Hanson was by no means calculated to please the eye of a damsel of seventeen, an age at which a man who owned to five-and-thirty, and who looked and most probably was at least ten years farther advanced on the journey of life, would not fail to be set down as a confirmed old bachelor. He had, too, a large mouth, full of large irregular teeth, a head of hair which bore a great resemblance to a wig, and a suspicion of a squint, (for it did not quite amount to that odious deformity,) which added a most sinister expression to his countenance.

Saru no ikigimo by Basil Hall Chamberlain

Author: Basil Hall Chamberlain
Language: English
Wordcount: 2,208 / 13 pg
Flesch-Kincaid Reading Ease: 48.6
LoC Category: PZ

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Added to site: 2008.05.25
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Origin: gutenberg.org

Genres: Young Readers, Short Story

forest-trees on land. A Monkey’s liver! Why! darling, you must be mad.” Hereupon the young Dragon Queen burst into tears: “I only ask you for one small thing,” whimpered she, “and you won’t get it for me. I always thought you didn’t really love me. Oh! I wish I had staid at home with my own m-m-m-mama and my own papa-a-a-a!” Here her voice choked with sobs, and she could say no more.

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Well, of course the Dragon King did not like to have it thought that he was unkind to his beautiful young wife. So he sent for his trusty servant the Jelly-Fish, and said: “It is rather a difficult job; but what I want you to try to do is to swim across to the land, and persuade a live Monkey to come here with you. In order to make the Monkey willing to come, you can tell him how much nicer everything is here in Dragon-Land than away where he lives. But what I really want him for is to cut out his liver, and use it as medicine for yo

The Looking Glass by J. D. Beresford

Author: J. D. Beresford
Published: 1921
Language: English
Wordcount: 8,304 / 24 pg
Flesch-Kincaid Reading Ease: 65.2
LoC Category: PN

Downloads: 542
Added to site: 2009.10.22
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Genre: Short Story

est. The likeness was all a fancy, the result of suggestions, first by her father and then by Miss Deane herself. And she need at least have no fear that she was ugly. Why….

She paused suddenly, and the light died out of her face. Her image was looking back at her stiffly, superciliously, with, so it seemed to her, the contemptible simper of one who still fatuously admires the thing that has long since lost its charm. She caught her breath and clenched her hands, drawing down her rather heavy eyebrows in an expression of angry scorn. “Oh! never, never, never again, will I look at myself like that,” Rachel vowed fiercely.

She was to find, however, before this first evening was over, that the mere avoidance of that one pose before the mirror would not suffice to lay the ghost of the suspicion that was beginning to haunt her.

At the very outset a new version of the likeness was presented to her when, during the first course of dinner, Miss Deane, with a lowering frown of her blackened eyeb

On Secret Service by Reginald Wray

Author: Reginald Wray
Published: 1899
Language: English
Wordcount: 3,165 / 10 pg
Flesch-Kincaid Reading Ease: 65.4
LoC Category: PN

Downloads: 292
Added to site: 2009.10.19
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Genre: Short Story

ewood, where he lay concealed from view, whilst the transformed peasant drove the empty sleigh hastily along a road which branched off at right angles to the Smovitch route, along which Bareilly, now standing on a rough board thrown across the shafts where they joined the body of the sleigh, urged on his clumsy horses at a good swift walk, to all appearances a typical Russian peasant.

Barely two minutes after the heavy wood-sleigh had got under way, the outwitted policemen dashed up in a sleigh which they had borrowed from the innkeeper. Here the marks of two sleighs caused them to halt some minutes, but a closer examination showed that whilst one set of tracks was made by some heavily laden vehicle, most probably by the one they could just see disappearing down the Smovitch road, the other marks were closer together, and lighter. Without further hesitation they dashed off towards the River Vetluga, whither the sleigh-marks led, only to find, after a chase of ten miles, the fugitive sleigh, deserted an

The Sleeping Beauty by C.S. Evans

Author: C.S. Evans
Published: 1920
Language: English
Wordcount: 12,663 / 43 pg
Flesch-Kincaid Reading Ease: 78.6
LoC Category: PZ

Downloads: 1,840
Added to site: 2008.05.13
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Origin: gutenberg.org

Genres: Young Readers, Short Story

said the third. And the Queen nodded her head and smiled, for though she esteemed beauty and cleverness, she knew that neither was of any worth without goodness of heart.

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So all the fairies in turn named the gift which they had brought for Briar-Rose. The fourth said that whatever the Princess put her hand to, she should do with the most exquisite grace; the fifth, that she should sing like a nightingale; the sixth that she should dance as lightly as a fairy, and so on until she had nearly all the virtues and accomplishments which even a King might desire for his daughter. But as yet, the spiteful old fairy had not said a word.

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At last she rose and cast an evil glance round.

“Have you all finished?” said she. “Hear, then, my wish. On the day when she reaches her fifteenth birthday, the Princess shall prick her finger with the spindle of a spinning-wheel, and shall immediately die!”

This terrible prophecy made the whole company shudder.

The Mouse and The Moonbeam by Eugene Field

Author: Eugene Field
Published: 1912
Language: English
Wordcount: 5,220 / 22 pg
Flesch-Kincaid Reading Ease: 82.9
LoC Category: PZ

Downloads: 387
Added to site: 2009.01.06
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Genre: Short Story

om his keeping. Then we called to the old olive-tree yonder, asking how soon the midnight hour would come; but all the old olive-tree answered was ‘Presently, presently,’ and finally we, too, fell asleep, wearied by our long watching, and lulled by the rocking and swaying of the old olive-tree in the breezes of the night.

“‘But who is this Master?’ I asked.

“‘A child, a little child,’ they answered. ‘He is called the little Master by the others. He comes here often, and plays among the flowers of the hill-side. Sometimes the lambs, gambolling too carelessly, have crushed and bruised us so that we lie bleeding and are like to die; but the little Master heals our wounds and refreshes us once again.’

“I marvelled much to hear these things. ‘The midnight hour is at hand,’ said I, ‘and I will abide with you to see this little Master of whom you speak.’ So we nestled among the verdure of the hill-side, and sang songs one to another.

“‘Come away!’ called the night wind; ‘I know a beauteou