She had not meant to stay for the service. The door had stood
invitingly open, and a glimpse of the interior had suggested to her
the idea that it would make good copy. "Old London Churches:
Their Social and Historical Associations." It would be easy to
collect anecdotes of the famous people ...
Perhaps of all, it troubled most the Herr Pfarrer. Was he not the
father of the village? And as such did it not fall to him to see his
children marry well and suitably? marry in any case. It was the duty
of every worthy citizen to keep alive throughout the ages the sacred
hearth fire, to rea ...
The neighbourhood of Bloomsbury Square towards four o'clock of a
November afternoon is not so crowded as to secure to the stranger, of
appearance anything out of the common, immunity from observation.
Tibb's boy, screaming at the top of his voice that she was his
honey, stopped suddenly, ...
Myself, I do not believe this story. Six persons are persuaded of its
truth; and the hope of these six is to convince themselves it was an
hallucination. Their difficulty is there are six of them. Each one
alone perceives clearly that it never could have been. Unfortunately,
they are close ...
Once upon a time in Zandam, which is by the Zuider Zee, there lived a
wicked man named Nicholas Snyders. He was mean and hard and cruel,
and loved but one thing in the world, and that was gold. And even
that not for its own sake. He loved the power gold gave him--the
power to tyrannize and t ...