The Great English Short-Story Writers, Volume 1

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THE EVOLUTION OF THE SHORT-STORY

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THE APPARITION OF MRS. VEAL

THE MYSTERIOUS BRIDE17

THE DEVIL AND TOM WALKER18

DR. HEIDEGGER'S EXPERIMENT

THE PURLOINED LETTER19

RAB AND HIS FRIENDS

THE BOOTS AT THE HOLLY-TREE INN

A STORY OF SEVEN DEVILS20

A DOG'S TALE21

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THE OUTCASTS OF POKER FLAT22

THE THREE STRANGERS23

JULIA BRIDE24

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A LODGING FOR THE NIGHT

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The short-story commenced its career as a verbal utterance, or, as Robert Louis Stevenson puts it, with "the first men who told their stories round the savage camp-fire."

It bears the mark of its origin, for even to-day it is true that the more it creates the illusion of the speaking-voice, causing the reader to listen and to see, so that he forgets the printed page, the better does it accomplish its literary purpose. It is probably an instinctive appreciation of this fact which has led so many latter-day writers to narrate their short-stories in dialect. In a story which is communicated by the living voice our attention is held primarily not by the excellent deposition of adjectives and poise of style, but by the striding progress of the plot; it is the plot, and action in the plot, alone which we remember when the combination of words which conveyed and made the story real to us has been lost to mind. "Crusoe recoiling from the foot-print, Achilles shouting over against the Trojans, Ulysses bending the great bow, Christian running with his fingers in his ears; these are each culminating moments, and each has been printed on the mind's eye for ever."1

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Vain also was a story that he told him of a relation of his own, who was greatly harassed by the apparition of an officer in a red uniform that haunted him day and night, and had very nigh put him quite distracted several times, till at length his physician found out the nature of this illusion so well that he knew, from the state of his pulse, to an hour when the ghost of the officer would appear, and by bleeding, low diet, and emollients contrived to keep the apparition away altogether.

The Laird admitted the singularity of this incident, but not that it was one in point; for the one, he said, was imaginary, the other real, and that no conclusions could convince him in opposition to the authority of his own senses. He accepted of an invitation to spend a few days with M'Murdie and his family, but they all acknowledged afterward that the Laird was very much like one bewitched.

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