Category： Short Stories Author：novel
A young man was shaving. His feet rested upon a broad plank embedded in mud, and the tiny glass in which he saw himself hung upon a wall of raw, reeking earth. A sky, somber and leaden, arched above him, and now and then flakes of snow fell in the sodden trench, but John Scott went on placidly with his task.
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Category： Short Stories Author：novel
Jason dinAlt looked unhappily at the two stretchers as they were carried by. \"Are they at it again?\" he asked. Brucco nodded, the scowl permanently ingrained now on his hawklike face. \"We have only one thing to be thankful for. That is—so far at least—they haven\'t used any weapons on each other.\"
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Category： Short Stories Author：novel
JIMMY MARTIN’S heart persisted in acting like the well-known eyes of the young lady in the song. He just couldn’t make it behave. Up to the third week of his summer season as press agent at Jollyland, the big summer amusement park near New York, it had always been a fairly well-mannered and dependable organ which performed its physiolo...
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Category： Short Stories Author：novel
A voyage across the Atlantic in a large ocean steamer is now as familiar and as little troublesome as the journey from London to Paris. It rarely offers any incident worth recounting, and yet, especially as a first experience, it supplies an abundant variety of sources of curiosity and interest.
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Category： Short Stories Author：novel
There was no time to pick them up during the first months—the whole business was too wild and grim. The horror has not decreased, but nerves and sight are beginning to be disciplined to it. In the earlier days, moreover, such fragments of experience as one got were torn from their setting like bits of flesh scattered by shrapnel. Now t...
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