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Lazarus by Leonid Andreyev
When Lazarus left the grave, where for three days and three nights he had been under the enigmatical sway of death, and returned alive to his dwelling, for a long...
Lazarus by Leonid Andreyev
When Lazarus left the grave, where for three days and three nights he had been under the enigmatical sway of death, and returned alive to his dwelling, for a long...
The White Dog by Fyodor Sologub
The moon rose clear and full, that very same moon which rose long ago at another place, over the broad desolate steppe, the home of the wild, of those who...
The White Dog by Fyodor Sologub
The moon rose clear and full, that very same moon which rose long ago at another place, over the broad desolate steppe, the home of the wild, of those who...
On the River by Guy de Maupassant (from Night F...
This story is excerpted from the anthology by Paradise Editions, edited by Eric Williams. The book collects poetry and stories published by the pulp horror and science-fiction magazine Weird Tales,...
On the River by Guy de Maupassant (from Night F...
This story is excerpted from the anthology by Paradise Editions, edited by Eric Williams. The book collects poetry and stories published by the pulp horror and science-fiction magazine Weird Tales,...
The Apprentices of the Kobkán Shipping Company ...
The proprietor of the well-known Kobkán Shipping Company had Pecháček, an apprentice in the correspondence division, summoned to his office, and spoke with him at length.As Pecháček returned to his...
The Apprentices of the Kobkán Shipping Company ...
The proprietor of the well-known Kobkán Shipping Company had Pecháček, an apprentice in the correspondence division, summoned to his office, and spoke with him at length.As Pecháček returned to his...
The Beckov Monastery by Jaroslav Hašek
Some four years ago, I became acquainted with the friars of Beckov Monastery. They were jovial Franciscans, and I wish to recount what it was like to be in their...
The Beckov Monastery by Jaroslav Hašek
Some four years ago, I became acquainted with the friars of Beckov Monastery. They were jovial Franciscans, and I wish to recount what it was like to be in their...
I Make Soft-Boiled Eggs by Jaroslav Hašek
I have a lovely old aunt. Every once in a while, she is gripped by feelings of affection for her kinsfolk. For some fifteen years I had not heard from...
I Make Soft-Boiled Eggs by Jaroslav Hašek
I have a lovely old aunt. Every once in a while, she is gripped by feelings of affection for her kinsfolk. For some fifteen years I had not heard from...