Short story index 1955-58: Short Story Index 1955-58 by William Patterson Atkinson | Comprehensive Index of Short StoriesPrabhat Prakashan, 01/01/1955 - 58 من الصفحات Short story index 1955-58 by William Patterson Atkinson: Short story Index 1955-58, compiled by William Patterson Atkinson, is a valuable resource for literature enthusiasts, scholars, and researchers. This index provides a comprehensive listing of short stories published between 1955 and 1958, allowing readers to explore the literary landscape of that period. With an extensive range of authors and genres covered, the index serves as a gateway to discovering and analyzing short stories from that specific timeframe, facilitating deeper insights into the literary trends and themes of the era. Author and Genre Diversity: Short story index 1955-58 includes works from various authors and spans multiple genres, offering a diverse collection for exploration and analysis. Research Tool: As a reference resource, an index is a valuable tool for scholars, researchers, and readers interested in studying the short stories of the mid-20th century, enabling them to delve into specific themes, authors, or literary trends of the time. |
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... head, cast up his eyes, but said nothing. This, however, always provoked a fresh volley from his wife; so that he was fain to draw off his forces, and take to the outside of the house—the only side which, in truth, belongs to a hen ...
... head in token of perfect approbation. From even this stronghold the unlucky Rip was at length routed by his termagant wife, who would suddenly break in upon the tranquillity of the assemblage and call the members all to naught; nor was ...
... head, his head gradually declined, and he fell into a deep sleep. On waking, he found himself on the green knoll whence he had first seen the old man of the glen. He rubbed his eyes—it was a bright sunny morning. The birds were hopping ...
... head, shouldered the rusty firelock, and, with a heart full of trouble and anxiety, turned his steps homeward. As he approached the village he met a number of people, but none whom he knew, which somewhat surprised him, for he had ...
... head sadly!” It was with some difficulty that he found the way to his own house, which he approached with silent awe, expecting every moment to hear the shrill voice of Dame Van Winkle. He found the house gone to decay—the roof fallen ...