Short stories around 57 minutes

The full-rigged American ship Sagamore was flying along in the South Atlantic under a stiff top-gallant breeze when Will Hartley and Frank Wilbur were taking their evening constitutional when they...

The wise traveller travels only in imagination. The Japanese take salt in their coffee, and the people there speak different languages. My friend spent twenty years on the stage before deciding to...

In autumn Mr. Charles Salisbury was hard up and determined to embark in literature. He succeeded to a small income. London has nothing to be ashamed of in the way of crime, but Harlesden as an...

Herbert West, who was my friend in college and after life, believed that artificial reanimation of the dead could be done with fresh human bodies. We found the new grave and began work soon after...

Theosophists concluded after perplexing debate that some obscure lesion of the heart was responsible for the death, and resolved to search out the eccentric sculptor responsible for this apparent...

West of Arkham are wild hills and valleys with deep woods that no axe has ever cut. The old folk have gone away and foreigners do not like to live there. The professors tested the meteorite that...

The world's greatest master of the terrible and the bizarre was obliged to pass a particular house. People died there in alarmingly great numbers. In my childhood, the shunned house was vacant,...

Derby shot six bullets through the head of his best friend and gave up illustrating a book of Edward's demoniac poems. Derby went to Miskatonic University in Arkham, met Asenath Waite, and meant to...

Hardress Fitzgerald's life was chequered by many strange incidents. After the fatal battle of the Boyne, I came up in disguise to Dublin and laid quiet, going forth from my lodgings but little and...

A young fellow named Ned Moran provoked an ill-conditioned fellow of herculean strength into an altercation, and caused Larkin to be struck with a paralytic stroke. He was forced to beg alms of...

I was acquainted with a Captain Vandael, who believed that a painting by Godfrey Schalken was an accurate portrait of Rose Velderkaust. Schalken had remained in the master's studio considerably...

In a sequestered district of the county of Limerick, there stood my early life, some forty years ago, a strong stone building, half castle, half farm-house. O'Mara turned upon Dwyer and gazed upon...