William Sydney Porter

Promptly at the beginning of twilight, came again to that quiet corner of that quiet, small park the girl in grey..

William Sydney Porter.

– You are a blamed impudent little gutter pup, – said the caliph.

William Sydney Porter

There had to be a king and queen, of course. The king was a terrible..

William Sydney Porter.

– Texas, – said the red-faced man – it was too cold in Alaska for me. And I found it warm in Texas. I’ll tell you about one hot spell I went through there..

William Sydney Porter.

The honeymoon was at its full. There was a flat with the reddest of new carpets, tasselled portieres and six steins with pewter lids arranged on a ledge above the wainscoting of the dining-room. The wonder of it was yet upon them. Neither of them had ever seen a yellow primrose..