The Collected Works of Ambrose Bierce, Volume 8 - Epigrams, On With the Dance, Negligible Tales by Ambrose Bierce
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page 89 of 264 (33%)
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THE LITTLE STORY
DRAMATIS PERSONÆ--_A Supernumerary Editor. A Probationary Contributor_. SCENE--"_The Expounder" Office_. PROBATIONARY CONTRIBUTOR--Editor in? SUPERNUMERARY EDITOR--Dead. P.C.--The gods favor me. (_Produces roll of manuscript_.) Here is a little story, which I will read to you. S.E.--O, O! P.C.--(_Reads_.) "It was the last night of the year--a naughty, noxious, offensive night. In the principal street of San Francisco"-- S.E.--Confound San Francisco! P.C.--It had to be somewhere. (_Reads_.) "In the principal street of San Francisco stood a small female orphan, marking time like a volunteer. Her little bare feet imprinted cold kisses on the paving-stones as she put them down and drew them up alternately. The chilling rain was having a good time with her scalp, and toyed soppily with her hair--her own hair. The night-wind shrewdly searched her tattered garments, as if it had suspected her of smuggling. She saw crowds of determined-looking persons grimly ruining themselves |
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