A STRANGE STORY
By Ivan Turgenev I Fifteen years ago—began H.—official duties compelled me to spend a few…
DETHRONED
BY I.N. POTAPENKO “Well?” Captain Zarubkin’s wife called out impatiently to her husband, rising from…
AFTERWARDS
By Ian Maclaren I He received the telegram in a garden where he was gazing…
THE TRANSFORMATION OF LACHLAN CAMPBELL
By Ian Maclaren I A GRAND INQUISITOR The Free Kirk of Drumtochty had no gallery,…
THE CUNNING SPEECH OF DRUMTOCHTY
By Ian Macklaren Speech in Drumtochty distilled slowly, drop by drop, and the faces of…
HIS MOTHER’S SERMON
Ian Maclaren He was an ingenuous lad, with the callow simplicity of a theological college…
DOMSIE
Ian Maclaren I A LAD O’ PAIRTS The Revolution reached our parish years ago, and…
A WISE WOMAN
By Ian Maclaren I OUR SERMON TASTER A Drumtochty man, standing six feet three in…
A HIGHLAND MYSTIC
By Ian Maclaren I WHAT EYE HATH NOT SEEN Strange ministers who came to assist…
A FIGHT WITH DEATH
By IAN MACLAREN When Drumsheugh’s grieve was brought to the gates of death by fever, caught,…