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The Elephant’s Ball

September 8, 2010 by storybus

The insects and birds, with the balls and their feasts
Caus’d much conversation among all the beasts:
The Elephant, famous for sense as for size,
At such entertainments express’d much surprise;
Says he, “shall these impudent tribes of the air,
To break our soft slumbers thus wantonly dare?
Shall these petty creatures, us beasts far below,
Exceed us in consequence, fashion, and show?
Forbid it, true dignity, honour and pride!—
A grand rural fête I will shortly provide,
That for pomp, taste, and splendor, shall far leave behind,
All former attempts of a similar kind.”
The Buffalo, Bison, Elk, Antelope, Pard,
All heard what he spoke, with due marks of regard.

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story type: 
Children's
Author: 
J. HARRIS

A rose for emily story

June 24, 2010 by storybus

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A Rose for Emily Summary
The story, told in five sections, opens in section one with an unnamed narrator describing the funeral of Miss Emily Grierson. (The narrator always refers to himself in collective pronouns; he is perceived as being the voice of the average citizen of the town of Jefferson.)read the short story

story type: 
Horror
Author: 
William Faulkner

The gary houseman story

June 12, 2010 by storybus


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From the director of Harold and Kumar Go to White Castle and Dude Where's My Car comes with this raunchy comedy Seann William Scott and Randy Quaid. Gary Houseman (Scott) is a zealous caretaker, the high school steps lead up to the school loser tennis team to the state, where the final drama coach is dead, the bold and often offensive intention is the new coach of this inspiring outsiders not only to win but also to stand up for themselves. Although his coaching tactics may unorthodox, including motivating his star player with a pre-game stripper, his heart in the right place. Besides, sometimes it takes big balls to play hard ball.read the short story

story type: 
Other
Author: 
Anonim

Daniel's Story and stories about Daniel

June 4, 2010 by storybus

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Daniel's Story Summary:
Daniel's Story is Daniel. He is eighteen at the end of the book, but through flashbacks, the author takes the reader all the way back to Daniel's sixth birthday.read the short story

story type: 
Children's
Author: 
Anonim

Bertha and Felix

May 30, 2010 by storybus

Bertha und FelixBertha and Felix had been a strange couple. You owe it to pure coincidence that their paths crossed. Although they in common except their huge appetite, absolutely nothing, had the two close friends have become.
It was on a mild spring morning, when Bertha left her protective shelter. The pearls of dew on the grass sparkled like diamonds as the first rays of sun touched it. Bertha stretched slowly out of their long antennae and let her gaze wander. At the sight to be offered her was the little screw the mouth water. A true feast awaited them, Bertha had to do only with their little house on the move and sat down to the delicate green buds and leaves, the abundance of swaying in the wind, refresh.read the short story

story type: 
Other
Author: 
Carine Redlinger
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#<é#Harry Harrison's Science Fiction Story: "The Repairman"

August 10, 2009 by storybus

the twentieth time and just about finished a correspondence course in nucleonics. Most repairmen take these courses. Besides their always coming in handy, the company grades your pay by the number of specialties you can handle. All this, with some oil painting and free>fall workouts in the gym, passed the time. I was asleep when the alarm went off that announced planetary distance.

Planet two, where the beacon was situated according to the old charts, was a mushy>looking, wet kind of globe. I tried to make sense out of the ancient directions and finally located the right area. Staying outside the atmosphere, I sent a flying eye down to look things over. In this business, you learn early when and where to risk your own skin. The eye would be good enough for the preliminary survey.

The old boys had enough brains to choose a traceable site for the beacon, equidistant on a line between two of the most prominent mountain peaks. I located the peaks easily enough and started the eye out from the first peak and kept it on a course directly toward the second. There was a nose and tail radar in the eye and I fed their signals into a scope as an amplitude curve. When the two peaks coincided, I spun the eye controls and dived the thing down.

I cut out the radar and cut in the nose orthicon and sat back to watch the beacon appear on the screen.
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The image blinked, focused#and a great damn pyramid swam into view. I cursed and wheeled the eye in circles, scanning the surrounding country. It was flat, marshy bottom land without a bump. The only thing in a ten>mile circle was this pyramid#and that definitely wasn’t my beacon.

Or wasn’t it?

I dived the eye lower. The pyramid was a crude>looking thing of undressed stone, without carvings or decorations. There was a shimmer of light from the top and I took a closer look at it. On the peak of the pyramid was a hollow basin filled with water. When I saw that, something clicked in my mind.

Locking the eye in a circular course, I dug through the Mark III plans#and there it was. The beacon had a precipitating field and a basin on top of it for water; this was used to cool the reactor that powered the monstrosity. If the water was still there, the beacon was still there#inside the pyramid. The natives, who, of course, weren’t even mentioned by the idiots who constructed the thing, had built a nice heavy, thick stone pyramid around the beacon.

I took another look at the screen and realized that I had locked the eye into a circular orbit about twenty feet above the pyramid. The summit of the stone pile was now covered with lizards of some type, apparently the local life>form. They had what looked like throwing sticks and arbalasts and were trying to

Author: 
Harry Harrison

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