Untitled stories
(with opening segment)
As he approached the two, he swept off his feathered hat . . . |
Better a man should remain in kindly ignorance, than . . . |
Between berserk battle-rages, the black despair of melancholy .
. . |
Franey was a fool. |
From the black, bandit-haunted mountains of Kang . . . |
"Help! Help! They're murderin' me!" |
"Huh?" I was so dumbfounded I was clean off . . . |
"I", said Cuchulain, "was a man, at least." |
I'm writing this with a piece of pencil on the backs of old . .
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It was a strange experience, and I don't expect anyone . . . |
A land of wild, fantastic beauty; of mighty trees . . . |
The lazy quiet of the mid-summer day was shattered . . . |
"A man", said my friend Larry Aloysius O'Leary . . . |
The matter seemed so obvious that my only answer . . . |
Maybe it doesn't seem like anything interesting and . . . |
Mike Costigan, writer and self-avowed futilist, gazed . . . |
The next day I was sluggish and inefficient in my work. |
Old Man Jacobsen crunched his powerful teeth through . . . |
The rising sun was behind the wild figure. |
So I set out up the hill-trail as if on a hunt and . . . |
So there I was. |
Spike Morissey was as tough a kid as ever came . . . |
The tale has always been doubted and scoffed at, . . . |
. . . that is, the artistry is but a symbol for the thought! |
Thure Khan gazed out across the shifting vastness . . . |
Trails led through dense jungle. |
Two men were standing in the bazaar at Delhi. |
When Yar Ali Khan crept into the camp of Zumal Khan, . . . |
William Aloysius McGraw's father was red-headed and . . . |
"You," said Shifty Griddle, pointing his finger at me . . . |
Joe Rogers had been working the stock markets. (synopsis) |