Short stories around 71 minutes

Dr Macphail lit his pipe and searched the heavens for the Southern Cross. The crowd made their way to a great shed of corrugated iron where they stood for some time and then were joined by Mr...

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...

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...

I wept more bitterly, because my father had never seemed to love, and I learned that my sister was dead. When I reached the age of sixteen, my mother's plans began to develop, and we moved to...

Sir Arthur T - - n was ruinously addicted to gaming, and was examined by Hugh Tisdall, who stated that he had won back his original loss and four thousand pounds in addition. Sir Arthur Faulkner's...

The decay of ancient grandeur interests even the most unconcerned spectator, as evidences of greatness still exist in Ireland. The. became close and confidential companions with young O'Connor and...

My mother died when I was an infant, and shortly before my birth my uncle was visited by a gentleman of loose who stated that he had won £4,000. My father received a letter from a person signing...

One of the family chose deliberately to stay at home, but the eagerness with which all the passengers rise as soon as the locomotive begins to slow is inspiring. The excursionists fall into great...

We first met Glendenning on the Canadian boat, but Mrs. March clutched my arm and bade me not speak a word. The older of these ladies was a tall, handsome matron, and she accepted my chair in the...

Langbourne walked about the town, unable to come into the hotel and go to bed, and fell asleep so quickly that he was aware of no moment of waking after his head touched the fragrant pillow. He...

I. Hamilton Gaites sat breakfasting by the window of a restaurant looking out on Park Square, in Boston, and mentally followed a piano on its way to a freight-depot. Gaites met with several friends...