by Edward Eggleston Widow Wiggins was a wee, wiry, weird woman, with a wonderful cat—a…

by Edward Eggleston Little Tilda Tulip had two lips as pretty as any little girl…

by Edward Eggleston Jack Grip was a queer fellow. Queer because he never got enough…

by Edward Eggleston About the time the chairs had a talk together, I believe I…

by Edward Eggleston It was a quiet autumn afternoon. I was stretched on a lounge,…

by Edward Eggleston I. THE WALKING-STICK WALKS. Some men carry canes. Some men make the…

by Edward Eggleston A Hoosier Fairy Tale. You think that folks in fine clothes are…