The Record of Currupira

Robert Abernathy

_All younger generations have been going to the dogs ...

Robert Abernathy

_by_ _Robert Abernathy_ The beetle woke from a dreamless sleep, yawned, stretched cramped limbs and smiled to himself.

Robert Abernathy

From ancient Martian records came the grim song of a creature whose very existence was long forgotten.

Robert Abernathy

Illustrated by Kelly Freas [Transcriber Note: This etext was produced from IF Worlds of Science Fiction March 1954.

Jonathan Swift

1729 It is a melancholy object to those, who walk through this great town, or travel in the country, when they see the streets, the roads and cabbin-doors crowded with beggars of the female sex,...

Charlotte Perkins Gilman

It is very seldom that mere ordinary people like John and myself secure ancestral halls for the summer.

Plato

Translated by Benjamin Jowett INTRODUCTION.

Ambrose Bierce

THE MILLENNIUM FULCRUM EDITION, 1988 A man stood upon a railroad bridge in northern Alabama, looking down into the swift water twenty feet below.