The Human Telegraph part 1
Boleslav Prus (Alexander Glowacki) (1847-1912)Alexander Glowacki, known and loved among his people under the pen-name Prus, was born near Lublin in Poland, in 1847. His first novel was published in 1872, and from that...
The Invisible Wound part 8
“Then she said that she had entrusted a bundle of letters to my late wife; she could not possibly keep them at her own house owing to their peculiar character, and asked whether I...
The Invisible Wound part 7
“We chatted, had supper together and went to bed as usual, each in Our own room. I had by that time decided upon a course of action Which I would carry out with the...
The Invisible Wound part 6
“I can`t say what it was that brought me to the belief that this was but pretense. Man is foolish enough to seek misery in the midst of his greatest happiness.“She had a small...
The Invisible Wound part 5
“I never experienced or heard anything like this before.”There was nothing to be done but to repeat the operation. Everything passed off as it had the first time. The pain stopped, and though the...
The Invisible Wound part 4
“Stop,” he shouted, afraid lest the sufferer should sever a vein. “Since you believe it must be done, very well, I`ll do it.”He then prepared for the operation. When it came to the actual...
The Invisible Wound part 3
“Is that where it hurts?”“Yes. Terribly.”“Do you feel the pressure when I place my finger on it?”The man could not answer, but the tears that came into his eyes told the story.“It`s extraordinary. I...
The Invisible Wound part 2
The Invisible WoundEarly one morning before the famous surgeon was even out of his bed he received an urgent caller who insisted that his case could not be postponed even for a minute; he...
The Invisible Wound part 1
HungaryIntroductionIt would be possible to begin the history of the short story in Hungary with the transplanted legends of St. Francis in the Ehrenfeld manuscript, one of the first books in Hungarian literature, dating...
The Deaf Satyr part 4
I, then, tell you that Orpheus has sung well, and is of the elect of the gods. His music intoxicated the whole forest. The eagles drew near and flew above our heads, the flowering...
