CHAPTER V ONE MAN'S LOSS IS ANOTHER MAN'S GAIN "Confound the Christmas tree!" grumbled Mr. Wedmore, as he stumbled over a parcel of...

CHAPTER IV A PARAGRAPH IN "THE STANDARD" Max did not stay long with his friend but made the excuse that he was half asleep, after a few...

CHAPTER III DUDLEY EXPLAINS As the cry of horror escaped the lips of Max, Dudley wheeled quickly round and met his eyes. For a moment the...

CHAPTER II MAX MAKES A DISCOVERY Doreen's bright face lost a little of its color and much of its gayety as her father disappeared. The...

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 ...

That Truth is, by far, stranger than Fiction, the lessons of our daily lives teach us who dwell in the marts of civilization, and ...

On the plains, midway between Cheyenne and the Black Hills, a train had halted for a noonday feed. Not a railway train, mind you, but a ...

"Mr. Venner, sir?" "Mr. Venner—yes, certainly. You will find him in his private office—that way, sir. The door to the right. Venner is ...

It was five o'clock on a raw, gusty February afternoon. All that day and all the night before it had been snowing hard. New York lay ...

The monster department store of Messrs. Denton, Day & Co. was thronged with shoppers, although the morning was still young. Scores of ...

One day in the spring of 1820, a singular occurrence took place on one of the upper tributaries of the Mississippi. The bank, some ...

"Howly vargin! what is that?" exclaimed Mickey McSquizzle, with something like horrified amazement. "By the Jumping Jehosiphat, naow if ...

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