"No, Frank, most decidedly not. I must say that I am more than surprised that you should have had the audacity to even think for an ...

It was a dark and stormy night. The rain fell heavily and steadily, and what wind there was roamed through the streets with a peculiar, ...

Nimble Ike encounters an extraordinary adventure and two wonderful ventriloquists play parts against each other with astonishing results.

The little village of Edgewater was covered by the inky pall of night. The big clock on the steeple of the town hall had just tolled ...

It was the second time the man had passed the bench, and, as their eyes met for an instant before the stranger swiftly averted his head ...

One foggy night a few years since at something after two o'clock, a good-sized motor boat containing five men might have been seen ...

Late in the evening on August 12th, 19—, one of the heaviest thunderstorms known in many years broke over the city of New York. The ...

The first important event of my life transpired on the 22nd May 1831. On that day I was born. Six weeks after, another event occurred ...

It was a magnificent evening, in balmy June, on the far-famed St. Lawrence. The steamer "St. Lawrence" was making her nightly ...

A warm day in the southern part of West Virginia was fast drawing to a close; the heat during the day had been almost intolerable under ...

A horseman drew rein one morning, upon the brink of the Grand Cañon of the Colorado, a mighty abyss, too vast for the eye to take in its ...

BOTH GIRLS WERE SO STUNNINGLY PRETTY, AND WORE SUCH ODD, BEWITCHING COSTUMES ON THEIR TANDEM, THAT THE PEOPLE WHO STOPPED TO WATCH THE ...

"Help! Police! Murder!" It was a dark, rainy night in March when this thrilling cry, in a man's voice, came from a house in West ...

“I take them for rheumatic gout,” said a slight, dark-haired woman to her neighbor, as she leaned back in a low lounging chair, and ...

It was just about five o'clock in the afternoon of a cool day in autumn when Young Wild West and his friends rode into a little mining ...

The Collector of the Port of New York sat in his office in the Custom House with a look of annoyance on his face. Several of his chief ...

The grey mist of an autumn morning lay upon forest and field. Through its shadowy vapors, a swarm of birds was sweeping by, on their ...

Everybody knows Canterbury, with its Old-World charms and its ostentatious air of being content to be rather behind the times, of ...

A little party of tourists might be seen one lovely day in January, on the hill back of the city of Valetta, on that gem of ...

Uncle Ephraim Barlow, deacon of the Orthodox church in Silverton, Massachusetts, was an old-fashioned man, clinging to the old-time ...