The Elephant Vanishes WHEN THE ELEPHANT disappeared from our towns elephant house, I read about it in the newspaper. My alarm clock woke me that day, as always, at 6:13. I went to the kitchen, made coffee and toast, turned on the radio, spread the pa

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I turned and began walking as fast as I could, limping a littleId pulled muscles in both legs, and when I got out of bed the next morning I was so sore I could barely walk. I didnt notice those things then, though. I just kept looking over my shoulde

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My bladder let go, and the scuffed brown the dead bee was lying on went a darker brown. I was hardly aware of what had happened, and I couldnt take my eyes off the man standing on top of the bank and looking down at me, the man who had walked out of

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I am now a very old man and this is something which happened to me when I was very youngonly nine years old. It was 1914, the summer after my brother Dan died in the west field and three years before America got into World War I. Ive never told anyon

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[Part 6] VIII Pashenka had already long ceased to be Pashenka and had become old, withered, wrinkled Praskovya Mikhaylovna, mother-in-law of that failure, the drunken official Mavrikyev. She was living in the country town where he had had his last ap

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[Part 5] It was in spring, on the eve of the mid-Pentecostal feast. Father Sergy was officiating at the vigil service in his hermitage church, where the congregation was as large as the little church could hold, about twenty people. They were all wel

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[Part 4] She rose, took her stockings over to the stove and hung them on the damper. It was an unusual damper, and she turned it about, and then, stepping lightly on her bare feet, returned to the bench and sat down there again with her feet up. Ther

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[Part 3] V It was Father Sergys sixth year as a hermit, and he was now forty-nine. His life in solitude was hard, not on account of the fasts and the prayers (they were no hardship to him) but on account of an inner conflict he had not at all anticip

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[Part 2] III Kasatsky entered the monastery on the feast of Pokrov. The abbot of that monastery was a gentleman by birth, a learned writer, and a starets, that is, he belonged to that succession of monks originating in Walachia who each choose a dire

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I MET HER NEAR the end of September. It had been raining that day from morning to nightthe kind of soft, monotonous, misty rain that often falls at that time of year, washing away bit by bit the memories of summer burned into the earth. Coursing down

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At the little living-room desk Tom Benecke rolled two sheets of flimsy and a heavier top sheet, carbon paper sandwiched between them, into his portable. Interoffice Memo, the top sheet was headed, and he typed tomorrow's date just below this; then he

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Lincoln spoke first: Weve been talking it over ever since we got your letter last month. Were happy to have Honoria here. Shes a dear little thing, and were glad to be able to help her, but of course that isnt the question Marion interrupted suddenly

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I And wheres Mr. Campbell? Charlie asked. Gone to Switzerland. Mr. Campbells a pretty sick man, Mr. Wales. Im sorry to hear that. And George Hardt? Charlie inquired. Back in America, gone to work. And where is the Snow Bird? He was in here last week.

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By one fifty, the crowd was gone, just Eric and Nadia and an old, stringent, functioning alcoholic named Millie whod amble off to the assisted living place up on Pearl Street at one fifty-five on the dot. Eric, who had been coming to the bar for shot

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First thing it did was take a shit in the dining room. Bob didnt even realize what it was doing at first. It started sniffing, nose scraping the rug, and then it looked up at Bob with an air of embarrassment. And Bob said, What? and the dog dumped al

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At Cousin Marvs, where he tended bar twelve to ten, Wednesday through Sunday, he told Marv all about it. Most people called Marv Cousin Marv out of habit, something that went back to grade school though no one could remember how, but Marv actually wa

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[ADVISORY : Story contains adult language and criminal violence] Bob found the dog in the trash. It was just after Thanksgiving, the neighborhood gone quiet, hung-over. After bartending at Cousin Marvs, Bob sometimes walked the streets. He was big an

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CHAPTER I It was Lady Windermeres last reception before Easter, and Bentinck House was even more crowded than usual. Six Cabinet Ministers had come on from the Speakers Levee in their stars and ribands, all the pretty women wore their smartest dresse

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He didn't know how many dozens of tiny sidling steps he had taken, his chest, belly, and face pressed to the wall; but he knew the slender hold he was keeping on his mind and body was going to break. He had a sudden mental picture of his apartment on

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CHAPTER II Ten minutes later, with face blanched by terror, and eyes wild with grief, Lord Arthur Savile rushed from Bentinck House, crushing his way through the crowd of furcoated footmen that stood round the large striped awning, and seeming not to

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