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...
The Deaf Satyr part 3
What forest better than the forest of the satyr, whom he would en-chant, where he would be held as a demigod; a forest all joy, and dancing, and beauty, and voluptuousness; where nymphs and...
The Deaf Satyr part 2
He was a capricious satyr.He had two court counselors: a lark and an ass. The first had lost her prestige when the satyr went deaf. Formerly, when, weary with lust, he softly played his...
The Deaf Satyr part 1
NicaraguaRuben Dario (1867-1916)Ruben Dario is one of the few Spanish-American writers who have won international celebrity. He first became known as a boy poet, but soon after his sensational appearance in the field of...
A Fickle Widow part 8
“Many thanks, madam,” said Chwang, “for your deep conside- ation. But may I ask why you are dressed in such gay clothing.” “When I went to open your coffin, I had, as I say,...
