Title: The Age of Innocence  Author: Edith Wharton Subjects: Fiction The Age of Innocence makes Wharton the first woman to win th...

Title: Ethan Frome  Author: Edith Wharton Subjects: Fiction The novel is written by Pulitzer Prize-winning American novelist Edi...

TO THE AMERICAN PRIVATE IN THE GREAT WAR Every one of you won the war— You and you and you— Each one knowing what it was for, ...

Somewhere I read, in an old book whose name Is gone from me, I read that when the days Of a man are counted, and his business done...

PURE form, that like some chalice of old time Contain'st the liquid of the poet's thought Within thy curving hollow, gem-enwro...

WHAT strange presentiment, O Mother, lies On thy waste brow and sadly-folded lips, Forefeeling the Light's terrible eclipse ...

The shade of those our days that had no tongue. I It was last winter, after a twelve years' absence from New York, that I ...

I The young men of our American Relief Corps are beginning to come back from the front with stories. There was no time to pick the...

I Stilling, that night after dinner, had surpassed himself. He always did, Wrayford reflected, when the small fry from Highfield came ...

I Mrs. Lidcote, as the huge menacing mass of New York defined itself far off across the waters, shrank back into her corner of the dec...

I UP the long hill from the station at St.-Cloud, Lizzie West climbed in the cold spring sunshine. As she breasted the incline, she ...

I IT had been almost too easy--that was young Millner's first feeling, as he stood again on the Spence door-step, the great mome...

I WE had been put in the mood for ghosts, that evening, after an excellent dinner at our old friend Culwin's, by a tale of Fred ...

I It was clear that the sleigh from Weymore had not come; and the shivering young traveller from Boston, who had counted on jumping in...

I ARTHUR BERNALD could never afterward recall just when the first conjecture flashed on him: oddly enough, there was no record of it...

I GEOFFREY BETTON woke rather late--so late that the winter sunlight sliding across his warm red carpet struck his eyes as he turned...

I YOU remember--it's not so long ago--the talk there was about Dredge's "Arrival of the Fittest"? The talk has sub...

I "WHAT'S become of the Daunt Diana? You mean to say you never heard the sequel?" Ringham Finney threw himself bac...

I AFTER his wife's death Mason Grew took the momentous step of selling out his business and moving from Wingfield, Connecticut, ...

I DUSK had fallen, and the circle of light shed by the lamp of Governor Mornway's writing-table just rescued from the surroundin...