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G.K. Chesterton: The Angry Street
I cannot remember whether this tale is true or not. If I read it through very carefully I have a suspicion that I should come to the conclusion that it is not. But, unfortunately, I cannot read it...
View ArticleClark Ashton Smith: To the Chimera
Unknown chimera, take us, for we tire Amid the known monotony of things ! Descend, and bearing sunward with bright wings Our mounful weariness and sad desire, Pause not to prove the opal shores untrod,...
View ArticleJoan Aiken: Reading in Bed
Francis Nastrowski was a young Polish officer. He had once been rich, but was so no longer. Some of the habits of his bygone grandeur still clung to him, however. He was apt to say “Put on my boots” or...
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