Diana's Short Stories

Diana's Short Stories

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Diana's Short Stories episodes

  • The Arctic Prairies

    We put up at the principal hotel; the other lodgers told me it was considered the worst hotel in the world. I thought I knew of two worse, but next morning accepted the prevailing view. Our canoe and provisions arrived, but the great convoy of scows that were to take the annual supplies of trade stuff for the far north was not ready, and we needed the help and guidance of its men, so must needs wait for four days.

     

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    13 min
  • The Enchanted Typewriter

    “Of course not,” retorted Boswell. “You can't kill a shade. Diogenes didn't know he'd been hit, but if that had happened to one of you material golfers there'd have been a sickening end to that tournament.”

    “There would, indeed,” said I. “There isn't much fun in being hit by a golf ball. I can testify to that because I have had the experience.”

     

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    13 min
  • The Nunda, Eater of People

    After that the cat left the town and took up its abode in a thicket near the road. So if any one passed, going for water, it devoured him. If it saw a cow going to feed, it devoured him. If it saw a goat, it devoured him. Whatever went along that road the cat caught and ate. Then the people went to the sultan in a body, and told him of all the misdeeds of that cat. But he answered as before, ‘The cat is mine and the people are mine.’ 

     

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    11 min
  • Legends of the Hog-God

    Centaurs, half man and half horse, thronged the dreams of Rome. The Hawaiians knew nothing about any animals save the fish of the seas, the birds of the forests, and the chickens, the dogs and the pigs around their homes. From the devouring shark, the Hawaiian imagination conceived the idea of the shark man who indulged in cannibalistic tendencies. 

     


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    12 min
  • Mrs. Fonss

    “That surely is Tage coming,” said Mrs. Fonss to her daughter when she heard laughter and some Danish exclamations on the other side of the thick hedge of hornbeam.

    Elinor pulled herself together. Mrs. Fonss and Elinor made room for the two ladies; the men tried for a moment to converse standing, but were lured by the low wall of stone which surrounded the spot. 

     

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    12 min
  • The Subterranean World

    The solid earth rind furnishes an inexhaustible supply of marbles, slates, and stones for building or paving; and their extraction occupies a vast number of industrious hands. In a popular work on geology, published some years ago, Mr. Burat informs us that about 70,000 persons were employed in the 18,000 more or less important quarries at that time worked in France.

     

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    12 min
  • Bikey the Skicycle

    What do you say?"

    "I'll do it," cried Jimmieboy with enthusiasm. "I'd love more than anything else to go biking through the clouds, for to tell the truth clouds look a great deal softer than grocery carts and lawn mowers, and I wouldn't mind running into one of them so much. Skybicycling"---

     

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    12 min
  • How I Dug For a Badger

    “Foxes, yes, but no badgers that I have ever heard of.”

    “There are rabbits, though,” I said. “Some day I shall catch me a rabbit.”
    “I hope not, my dear. Rabbits are harmless and they can’t fight underground. We have no quarrel with rabbits, we dachshunds.”
    “Then,” I said, “I’ll have to find a fox.”

     

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    9 min
  • Further Foolishness

    "And Karl?" I asked.

    "Karl was a topographist in the service of his High Serenity the King Regnant of Bavaria"--here my friend saluted himself with both hands and blinked his eyes four times  "He made maps of all the breweries of Canada. We know now to a bottle how many German soldiers could be used in invading Canada without danger of death from drought."

     

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    13 min
  • The Prophet of the Great Smoky Mountains

    He laughed  a caustic, jeering laugh. 'Satan's mighty active, considerin' his age, but I'd be willin' ter pit the State o' Tennessee agin him when it kem ter huntin' of folks like a pa'tridge.' The sunshine in the girl's eyes was clouded. They had filled with tears. Still leaning on the plough handles, she looked at him, with suddenly crimson cheeks and quivering lips. 

     

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    12 min

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