I FOUND the Youth awaiting me. “Say, pardiner,” said he, “I was just getting a bit anxious about you. I thought sure that fairy had you in tow for a sucker. I’m going to stay right with you, and you’re not going to shake me. See!” “All right,” I said; “come on and we’ll watch the dance.”By Robert W. Service49 min
THE great city of Bagdad-on-the Subway, which is to say, New York, is caliph-ridden. Its palaces, bazaars, khans and byways are thronged with Al Rashids in divers disguises, seeking diversion and victims for their unbridled generosity.By O. Henry21 min
THE ayah, brown, barefooted and toe-ringed, paced silently up and down the matting, crooning to the foster-child in her arms: “Humpty Dumpty churgear chut, Humpty Dumpty girgear phut: Na Rajah ka pultan na Rajah ka gora Humpty Dumpty ka kuddy ne jora."By Oliver Sandys16 min
LAST summer a very busy Canadian when in Europe called on a leading London physician. He told the physician that he did not think there was anything radically wrong with him, but that there were times when he felt that he was not doing such good work as he should.By H. M. Mortimer13 min
IN spite of the protests of a few extreme radicals, there need be no apprehension that the conveyance of the household goods and other effects of the thousands of Canada-bound settlers aboard the Atlantic liners, will be delayed or even momentarily impeded by the importation of the ribbons, stars, collars, crosses and other decorations of newly-created knights.By C. W. Anderson12 min
TAKE a city-bred puppy out into the hills and let him sniff the trail of a grizzly. Instantly his coat will bristle, and the pale green fire of hatred come into his eyes. Show the same puppy the trail of a cottontail and heart and voice he will join in the mad clamor of the chase.By H. Mortimer Batten10 min
NOW, that was a very nice thing for the Smiths to do—to remember the Johnsons’ choice and to send back from Japan a package of the really genuine superfine tea. It arrived by Pacific express, all carefully done up in brown paper, and sealed, and bearing strange, romantic hieroglyphics slashed upon it, evidently with a camel-hair brush.By Edwin L. Sabin10 min
BRUCE, immaculately groomed, a cigarette between his lips, came off the pier and started up the Board-walk toward his hotel. It was a deliciously cool, starlit night, with salt air blowing straight from the ocean. He hummed the chorus of a song the band had played, and walked without haste, enjoying the scene to its utmost.By W. Carey Wonderly10 min
THE world lost three remarkable teachers during the year 1910. It may seem strange to group the names of Professor Goldwin Smith, Mrs. Mary Baker Eddy and Count Lyoff Tolstoi, for three persons whose characters, aims and methods were more dissimlar could not well be brought together, and a cynic might dismiss them curtly as a fossil, a freak and a fanatic.
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