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... Short Story (.9'l' CAME as a shock to realise that there was sadism in my soul. It is not a nice thing for a surgeon to have to accept. I hadn’t realised it before. I had pot recognised that it was standing looking over my shoulder as I cut into warm ...
... Short story He has also worked in South Africa and the Middle East and his global experience will prove helpful with a series of articles he is planning on real-life ...
... SHORT STORY The first in a series of short stories written by lain C. Smith, from Lewis, can be heard in “Am Balach” on Friday, April 4, when it is read by Roddy J. Macleod. ...
... “ Short story 'AMY 'he repeated, this ime quite sternly. Amy reached out and took the flowers from him, suddenly realising how warm she felt and how big her grandfather was compared to her. *Amy! Don't stand there child Pick up your bike and put the ...
... Short Story IVEN the right sort of soil and the right sort of mixture to drink I suppose Ratley would have blossomed into the perfect commissar. I P W T TWk | e His soul is made up of equal parts viciousness and ruthlesspess but he lives in England, not ...
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... OUR SHORT STORY, THE BRAVE SHEPHERD BOY. 4 WAR STORY, FROM THE FRENCH Op CHAFLES FOLEY, That nigat the men of Saint Aubin, of Nueil, and of Arbiers were assembled at the Cross-road, in the wood. Forét called the names and distributed the powder, while ...
... OUR SHORT STORY. «MY FIRST SHOT.” m’Whfllß th Bl})'do:i:w question, uf n that as she leaned her aching head against the coal wimdow panc and gazed out at the beautiful green meadows of she Dunfih. homestead. The blackbirdsand thrustes were trilling their ...
... OUR SHORT STORY. THE STOLEN “HEAD.” A SECRET SOCIETY STORY. The last of the gucsts had departed. Dorotiiy Weaham, her lips parted with pleasure, desceuded the wide staircase towards the library to w.sh her father good-night, and the recollection came ...
... QOUR SHORT STORY. THE COW.roy's COURTSHIP. ...
... OUR SHORT STORY.: A WOMAN-HATER. By Winirrzp GrAmAM, Martin Hale had lived a lonely life for years, hating women with an aversion which almosi amounted to mania. y ’ \ Like the majority of vomcn-l;:.hn. he Il‘:d | enuine grievance against BeX. e o B ...