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his look was one of contentment; and I could but note the suggestion of merriment--the merriment of a happy memory--in his eye. How happy it is for an offspring to be able to recall the character of his forefathers with such liveliness of mind!"The motive which impelled me towards Texas," he resumed, "was one which was natural for me to feel, thus ancestrally connected. I had heired my father's business,--the deacon, who had died full of honors, ripe in years, and in perfect

"Places where many people live close together.""Oh," said the girl frowning. "No. There are no cities here." "Then where are the people of Paracosma? You must have neighbors." The girl looked puzzled. "A man and a woman live off there," she said, gesturing toward a distant blue range of hills dim on the horizon. "Far away over there. I went there once, but Leucon and I prefer the valley." "But Galatea!" protested Dan.

decision which admits of no alternatives, he can't move at all."As you can see, the Karna tried to give us several choices on each point, and they were all rigged. Until they backed down to a single point and proved that it wasn't rigged, Nordon couldn't possibly make up his mind. I drummed into him how important this was, and the more importance there is attached to his decisions, the more incapable he becomes of making them." The Secretary nodded slowly. "What about

wn account; and it was the cautious Stalky who found the track of his pugs on the very floor of their lair one peaceful afternoon when Stalky would fain have forgotten Prout and his works in a volume of Surtees and a new briar-wood pipe. Crusoe, at sight of the footprint, did not act more swiftly than Stalky. He removed the pipes, swept up all loose match-ends, and departed to warn Beetle and McTurk.But it was characteristic of the boy that he did not approach his allies till he had met and

One of the faces is familiar, and I am just going to ask how they know So-and-so, when I am left alone.For hours and hours (it seems) no one comes near me. At first I am patient, but gradually a fierce anger seizes me. Did I submit to be brought here merely to die in solitude and in suffocating darkness? I will not stay in this place; far better to go back and die at home! Suddenly I am borne in a winged machine up, up into the cool air. Far below and infinitesimally small lies the "New

Iheard a cracked voice somewhere in the ring say, 'My name isHawkyard, Mr. Verity Hawkyard, of West Bromwich.' Then the ringsplit in one place; and a yellow-faced, peak-nosed gentleman, cladall in iron-gray to his gaiters, pressed forward with a policemanand another official of some sort. He came forward close to thevessel of smoking vinegar; from which he sprinkled himselfcarefully, and me copiously.'He had a grandfather at Birmingham, this young boy, who is justdead too,' said Mr. Hawkyard. I

ld my arm to the Cardinal, but, disregarding it, he stepped heavily to the ground unaided, followed by André, on whom I kept a sharp eye, lest the knave should attempt to run.I followed them at a distance of some eight yards, as I had been ordered, marvelling as I went what could be the Cardinal's plan of action. We elbowed our way through a noisy dirty rabble, whom a dozen of the King's Guards could scarcely keep from obstructing the side entrance--used only by privileged individuals--in their

husband's death she soon lost the little artificial tastes she had acquired from him, and became--in her son's eyes--a mother whose mistakes and origin it was his painful lot as a gentleman to blush for. As yet he was far from being man enough--if he ever would be--to rate these sins of hers at their true infinitesimal value beside the yearning fondness that welled up and remained penned in her heart till it should be more fully accepted by him, or by some other person or thing. If he had lived

ra, surveying through his spy-glass a stranger of suspicious appearance making sail towards him. On his firing a gun ahead of her to bring her to, she ran up a flag, which he instantly recognized as the flag from the mast in the back-garden at home.[Illustration: "Married the Chief's daughter"] Inferring from this, that his father had put to sea to seek his long-lost son, the captain sent his own boat on board the stranger, to inquire if this was so, and if so, whether his father's

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The world literary heritage is composed not only of bulky novels of several volumes. Perhaps they allow reflecting the whole life of heroes from birth to death with all intermediate stages and life upheavals, but often there is simply no need for such a form. When telling an interesting story among friends, we try not to drag out the story unnecessarily and focus on the circumstances that will allow us to understand the essence of the events. And no one offers to finish the story next time.

Short story genre

There is also a genre in the literature that tells short stories. Most often, they are associated with some specific cases from life, or present to the reader situations that are the fruits of the author’s own imagination. One way or another, you can read such stories in one evening, and the next day already move on to a new story from the life of a hero. Remember the story "About the baby and Carlson"? There we meet a series of events that take place when Carlson arrives to visit little Svante Svanteson, less often - when the baby himself is a guest in his friend's house on the roof.

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Short stories are a big genre in which the author can constantly share new works with the reader, eliminating the tiring expectations of the release of the whole book. You can even publish them on the pages of newspapers and magazines, telling all kinds of stories. It was such stories that brought literary fame, for example, A.P. Chekhov, who, by the way, was a doctor by main occupation. They will help the reader not only pass the time, but also become a source of invaluable life experience, they will give examples of endurance, resourcefulness, the will of the main characters, the adventures of which will not leave anyone indifferent. We wish you a pleasant reading!

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