PDF Books in Children's Short Stories
Tigre and Isola
by Will H. ThompsonIt seldom rains in Arizona. The narrow valleys that drain southward into Mexico are the most arid in America. But, on the night old Nuñez Pico died, a black cloud rolled over the ragged rim of the Canille Mountains, dragged itself slowly along, was ripped by the granite teeth, collapsed, and fell in a deluge of rain. The bare stone shoulders of the..
Little Dinners With the Sphinx, and Other Prose Fancies
by Richard Le GallienneLittle Dinners With the Sphinx, and Other Prose Fancies is a collection of short stories written by Richard Le Gallienne. The stories are Little dinners with the Sphinx, The death of the poet, The butterfly of dreams, My castle in Spain, Once-upon-a-time, The little joys of Margaret, What's in a name, Revisiting the glimpses of the moon,Eva, the wo..
The Facts of Life
by P. Schuyler MillerThus Professor Melchizedek Hobbs, principal of the Springville Free Academy, on the day long-gone when I began my higher education. I can see him yet, the apotheosis of the Victorian schoolmaster, Ichabod Crane, come to life: the sparse, sandy hair brushed carefully across his bony skull, his long nose trembling with the vehemence of his argument, ..
When Time Rolled Back
by Ed Earl ReppSarak, who was the Old Man of the tribe as well as his sire, and Monah, Rog's mother, were short and heavy and thickly covered with hair. Rog was taller and straighter, and endowed with much less hair. Too, his face was much broader through the cheekbones and less heavy-looking around the mouth. There was only one other in the tribe who seemed to b..
Into the Sun
by John L. ChapmanLejeune, the wiry French biologist, lowered the half-empty bottle from his lips and scowled at the ship's doctor. "But not for long, my dear Geitz, not for long. Our fate lies within a few hours. The ship will be drawn closer and closer to the sun. The heat will become unbearable. Then—pffffft!—the ship will be a little spark—""You're a pain," grow..
World Without Glamor
by Stephen MarloweMarsden had filled a basin with well water and began to lather his hands and face with soap when Marie entered their cabin. He looked up and clucked his tongue in disapproval. "Lord," he said. "Look at yourself."Marie scowled at him as she removed her bandanna and shook loose her short-cropped hair. "How do you expect me to look?" Her plain but pre..
Wind in Her Hair
by Kris NevilleThey were all written a long time ago, even before the First Generation, by men back on Earth, but they seemed to be written just for us.... One was about a bird, and how it made the poet feel to watch it fly and hear it sing; it made him feel all warm inside.... And one was about a young girl who worked in the fields, reaping grain. That image see..
The Ultimate Quest
by Hal AnnasStriding down the corridor on long thin legs, Art Fillmore mentally glanced over the news and his wide brow puckered. "Scientists to awaken twentieth century man," the mental beam proclaimed. "Dark age to yield untold volumes of ignorance."Fillmore paused before the twelve-foot door, closed his eyes and concentrated until he had achieved the proper..