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A dilemma. by S. Weir Mitchell
The Peterkins snowed-up. by Lucretia P. Hale
Mrs. Packletide’s tiger. by Saki
The terrible Solomons. by Jack London
The open window. by Saki
The blood-feud of toad-water a west-country epic. by Saki
Snap. The story of a bull-terrier. by Ernest Thompson Seton
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The Red-Headed League. by A. Conan Doyle
The resident patient. by A. Conan Doyle
Jan, the unrepentant. by Jack London
A daughter of the Aurora. by Jack London
I was just thirty-seven when my Uncle Philip died. A week before that event he sent for me; and here let me say that I had never set eyes on him. He hated my mother, but I do not know why. She told me long before his last illness that I need expect nothing from my father’s brother. He was an inventor, an able and ingenious mechanical engineer, and had made much money by his improvement in turbine-wheels. He was a bachelor; lived alone, cooked his own meals, and collected precious stones, especially rubies and pearls. From the time he made his first money he had this mania. As he grew richer, the desire to possess rare and costly gems became stronger. When he bought a new stone, he carried it in his pocket for a month and now and then took it out and looked at it. Then it was added to the collection in his safe at the trust company.
At the time he sent for me I was a clerk, and poor enough. Remembering my mother’s words, his message gave me, his sole relative, no new hopes; but I thought it best to go.
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“That would be of no use,” said Mrs. Peterkin, “the butcher cannot get into the garden.”
“But we might shovel off the snow,” suggested one of the little boys, “and dig down to some of last year’s onions.”
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