Musaicum Books presents to you this carefully created volume of «NEGLIGIBLE TALES – 14 Titles in One Edition». This ebook has been designed and formatted to the highest digital standards and adjusted for readability on all devices. Ambrose Gwinnett Bierce (1842 – 1914?) was an American satirist, critic, poet, editor and journalist. Bierce became a prolific author of short stories often humorous and sometimes bitter or macabre. His dark, sardonic views and vehemence as a critic earned him the nickname, «Bitter Bierce». Content: A Bottomless Grave Jupiter Doke, Brigadier-General The Widower Turmore The city of the Gone Away The Major´sTale Curried Cow A Revolt of the Gods The Baptism of Dobsho The Race at Left Bower The Failure of Hope Wandel Perry Chumly´s Eclipse A Providential Intimation Mr. Swiddler´s Flip-Flap The Little Story
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Ambrose Bierce. NEGLIGIBLE TALES - 14 Titles in One Edition
NEGLIGIBLE TALES - 14 Titles in One Edition
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Table of Contents
A Bottomless Grave
Jupiter Doke, Brigadier-General
The Widower Turmore
The City of the Gone Away
The Major’s Tale
Curried Cow
A Revolt of the Gods
The Baptism of Dobsho
The Race at Left Bower
The Failure of Hope & Wandel
Perry Chumly’s Eclipse
A Providential Intimation
Mr. Swiddler’s Flip-Flap
The Little Story
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Ambrose Bierce
My name is John Brenwalter. My father, a drunkard, had a patent for an invention, for making coffee-berries out of clay; but he was an honest man and would not himself engage in the manufacture. He was, therefore, only moderately wealthy, his royalties from his really valuable invention bringing him hardly enough to pay his expenses of litigation with rogues guilty of infringement. So I lacked many advantages enjoyed by the children of unscrupulous and dishonorable parents, and had it not been for a noble and devoted mother, who neglected all my brothers and sisters and personally supervised my education, should have grown up in ignorance and been compelled to teach school. To be the favorite child of a good woman is better than gold.
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The next morning the lawyer who had so conscientiously defended me against a charge of murdering his own brother — with whom he had a quarrel about some land — had disappeared and his fate is to this day unknown.
In the meantime my poor father’s body had been secretly buried at midnight in the back yard of his late residence, with his late boots on and the contents of his late stomach unanalyzed. “He was opposed to display,” said my dear mother, as she finished tamping down the earth above him and assisted the children to litter the place with straw; “his instincts were all domestic and he loved a quiet life.”
