The Best Short Stories - 10
The Best Short Stories - Best Authors, best stories
Fiction & Literature, Anthologies
| Author: | Nathaniel Hawthorne, Kate Chopin, Ambrose Bierce, O. Henry, Anton Chekhov, Frank Stockton, Edited by Ahmet Ünal ÇAM, H.H. Munro (SAKI), Arabian Nights | ISBN: | 9788828355182 |
| Publisher: | ShadowPOET | Publication: | July 11, 2018 |
| Imprint: | Language: | English |
| Author: | Nathaniel Hawthorne, Kate Chopin, Ambrose Bierce, O. Henry, Anton Chekhov, Frank Stockton, Edited by Ahmet Ünal ÇAM, H.H. Munro (SAKI), Arabian Nights |
| ISBN: | 9788828355182 |
| Publisher: | ShadowPOET |
| Publication: | July 11, 2018 |
| Imprint: | |
| Language: | English |
AUTHORS
O. Henry
Frank Stockton
Kate Chopin
H.H. Munro (SAKI)
Nathaniel Hawthorne
Ambrose Bierce
Anton Chekhov
O. Henry
Arabian Nights
Edited by
Ahmet Ünal ÇAM
Witches' Loaves
by O. Henry
Miss Martha Meacham kept the little bakery on the corner (the one where you go up three steps, and the bell tinkles when you open the door).
Miss Martha was forty, her bank-book showed a credit of two thousand dollars, and she possessed two false teeth and a sympathetic heart. Many people have married whose chances to do so were much inferior to Miss Martha's.
Two or three times a week a customer came in in whom she began to take an interest. He was a middle-aged man, wearing spectacles and a brown beard trimmed to a careful point.
He spoke English with a strong German accent. His clothes were worn and darned in places, and wrinkled and baggy in others. But he looked neat, and had very good manners.
He always bought two loaves of stale bread. Fresh bread was five cents a loaf. Stale ones were two for five. Never did he call for anything but stale bread.
Once Miss Martha saw a red and brown stain on his fingers. She was sure then that he was an artist and very poor. No doubt he lived in a garret, where he painted pictures and ate stale bread and thought of the good things to eat in Miss Martha's bakery.
Often when Miss Martha sat down to her chops and light rolls and jam and tea she would sigh, and wish that the gentle-mannered artist might share her tasty meal instead of eating his dry crust in that draughty attic. Miss Martha's heart, as you have been told, was a sympathetic one.
The Lady, or the Tiger?
by Frank Stockton
Oldukça uzun bir süre sonra, yarı barbar bir kral yaşamıştı, bu fikirleri, uzak Latin komşularının ilerleyişiyle biraz parlatılmış ve keskinleşmiş olsa da, hala büyük, florid ve ezilmemişlerdi, ki bunların yarısı barbardı. O, bir o kadar da dayanılmaz bir otoriteye sahip ve o kadar da dayanılmaz bir adamdı ki, kendi isteğiyle, çeşitli fanileri gerçeklere dönüştürdü. Kendine komünizme çok verildi; Ve, kendisi ve kendisi üzerinde herhangi bir şey üzerinde anlaştığında, şey yapıldı. Yerli ve politik sistemlerinin her bir üyesi, tayin edilmiş rotasında düzgün bir şekilde hareket ettiğinde, doğası mülayim ve zekiydi; ama her ne zaman küçük bir otostop vardı ve orbitlerinin bir kısmı onların yörüngesinden çıkmıştı, o hala iftiharlıydı ve daha da gerizekalıydı, çünkü hiçbir şey onu çarpık düz hale getirmekten ve düzensiz yerleri ezmekten çok memnun değildi.
AUTHORS
O. Henry
Frank Stockton
Kate Chopin
H.H. Munro (SAKI)
Nathaniel Hawthorne
Ambrose Bierce
Anton Chekhov
O. Henry
Arabian Nights
Edited by
Ahmet Ünal ÇAM
Witches' Loaves
by O. Henry
Miss Martha Meacham kept the little bakery on the corner (the one where you go up three steps, and the bell tinkles when you open the door).
Miss Martha was forty, her bank-book showed a credit of two thousand dollars, and she possessed two false teeth and a sympathetic heart. Many people have married whose chances to do so were much inferior to Miss Martha's.
Two or three times a week a customer came in in whom she began to take an interest. He was a middle-aged man, wearing spectacles and a brown beard trimmed to a careful point.
He spoke English with a strong German accent. His clothes were worn and darned in places, and wrinkled and baggy in others. But he looked neat, and had very good manners.
He always bought two loaves of stale bread. Fresh bread was five cents a loaf. Stale ones were two for five. Never did he call for anything but stale bread.
Once Miss Martha saw a red and brown stain on his fingers. She was sure then that he was an artist and very poor. No doubt he lived in a garret, where he painted pictures and ate stale bread and thought of the good things to eat in Miss Martha's bakery.
Often when Miss Martha sat down to her chops and light rolls and jam and tea she would sigh, and wish that the gentle-mannered artist might share her tasty meal instead of eating his dry crust in that draughty attic. Miss Martha's heart, as you have been told, was a sympathetic one.
The Lady, or the Tiger?
by Frank Stockton
Oldukça uzun bir süre sonra, yarı barbar bir kral yaşamıştı, bu fikirleri, uzak Latin komşularının ilerleyişiyle biraz parlatılmış ve keskinleşmiş olsa da, hala büyük, florid ve ezilmemişlerdi, ki bunların yarısı barbardı. O, bir o kadar da dayanılmaz bir otoriteye sahip ve o kadar da dayanılmaz bir adamdı ki, kendi isteğiyle, çeşitli fanileri gerçeklere dönüştürdü. Kendine komünizme çok verildi; Ve, kendisi ve kendisi üzerinde herhangi bir şey üzerinde anlaştığında, şey yapıldı. Yerli ve politik sistemlerinin her bir üyesi, tayin edilmiş rotasında düzgün bir şekilde hareket ettiğinde, doğası mülayim ve zekiydi; ama her ne zaman küçük bir otostop vardı ve orbitlerinin bir kısmı onların yörüngesinden çıkmıştı, o hala iftiharlıydı ve daha da gerizekalıydı, çünkü hiçbir şey onu çarpık düz hale getirmekten ve düzensiz yerleri ezmekten çok memnun değildi.
