An Old Alley Cat A furry face was pressed against the windowpane as the beady green eyes tried to peer at the street scene two stories below. As the owner of the green eyes peered through the blurred pane made wet by the evening shower, she heard the scampering of feet and the numerous sounds [&h.....
Best Sales Letter Format [The best sales letters are generally formal and are used to enhance the productivity of a business venture. Below briefly describe on sample Best Sales Letter Format. These sales letters are written professionally to either introduce a product or offers related to it. I.....
My Kinsman, Major Molineux by Nathaniel Hawthorne After the kings of Great Britain had assumed the right of appointing the colonial governors, the measures of the latter seldom met with the ready and generous approbation which had been paid to those of their predecessors, under the original chart.....
Hodja and the Baklava (A Turkish Tale) One day long ago, a foreign scholar traveled through Anatolia, and in each village and town he visited, he asked to meet the wisest man. When he arrived in Ashkehir, he stopped in the marketplace and asked the merchants where he might find the wisest man in .....
Let me call myself, for the present, William Wilson. The fair page now lying before me need not be sullied with my real appellation. This has been already too much an object for the scorn for the horror for the detestation of my race. To the uttermost regions of the globe have not the indignant [.....
The Man Who Made Trees Bloom (A Japanese Tale) Long ago an old man and his wife lived simply but happily. They loved each other, and also loved their little dog, Shiro, whose name means “white.” Shiro, you see, was white as new snow, and just as pure of heart. One day as the old [&hel.....
The Pipes of Pan (A Greek Legend) Long ago, in the mountains of Arcadia, a god known as Pan haunted the slopes and watched over shepherds and goatherds. Pan’s mother was frightened of her child, for he was born with the head and body of a man but the hairy ears, the cloven hooves and [&hell.....
One day when she was younger and better-looking, and when her voice was stronger, Nikolay Petrovitch Kolpakov, her adorer, was sitting in the outer room in her summer villa. It was intolerably hot and stifling. Kolpakov, who had just dined and drunk a whole bottle of inferior port, felt ill-humou.....
Stay for me there! I will not fail. To meet thee in that hollow vale. (Exequy on the death of his wife, by Henry King, Bishop of Chichester.) Ill-Fated and mysterious man! bewildered in the brilliancy of thine own imagination, and fallen in the flames of thine own youth! Again in fancy I behold t.....
The long goods train has been standing for hours in the little station. The engine is as silent as though its fire had gone out; there is not a soul near the train or in the station yard. A pale streak of light comes from one of the vans and glides over the rails of […]
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I was sick, sick unto death, with that long agony, and when they at length unbound me, and I was permitted to sit, I felt that my senses were leaving me. The sentence, the dread sentence of death, was the last of distinct accentuation which reached my ears. After that, the sound of the inquisitor.....
Kraterov, the titular councillor, as thin and slender as the Admiralty spire, stepped forward and, addressing Zhmyhov, said: “Your Excellency! Moved and touched to the bottom of our hearts by the way you have ruled us during long years, and by your fatherly care…” “During the course of mo.....