akorn - Mighty Old Tales Retold

At the Barber's - Anton Chekov

At the Barber's
Anton Chekov

The Barber's Tale of Himself - Arabian Nights

The Barber's Tale of Himself
Arabian Nights

The Barber's Tale of His Sixth Brother - Arabian Nights

The Barber's Tale of His Sixth Brother
Arabian Nights

The Barber's Tale of His Fourth Brother - Arabian Nights

The Barber's Tale of His Fourth Brother
Arabian Nights

The Barber's Tale of His Third Brother - Arabian Nights

The Barber's Tale of His Third Brother
Arabian Nights

The Barber's Tale of His Second Brother - Arabian Nights

The Barber's Tale of His Second Brother
Arabian Nights

The Barber's Tale of His First Brother - Arabian Nights

The Barber's Tale of His First Brother
Arabian Nights

The Prince and the Pauper - Chapter XXXIII - CONCLUSION - Mark Twain

The Prince and the Pauper
Chapter XXXIII - CONCLUSION - Mark Twain
Miles Hendon was picturesque enough before he got into the riot on London Bridge—he was more so when he got out of it.  He had but little money when he got in, none at all when he got out.  The pickpockets had stripped him of his last farthing.But no matter, so he found his boy.  Being a soldier, he did not go at his task in a random way, but set to work, first of all, to arrange his campaign.What would the boy naturally do?  Where would he naturally go?

The Prince and the Pauper - Chapter XXXII - Mark Twain

The Prince and the Pauper
Chapter XXXII - Mark Twain
Let us go backward a few hours, and place ourselves in Westminster Abbey, at four o'clock in the morning of this memorable Coronation Day.  We are not without company; for although it is still night, we find the torch-lighted galleries already filling up with people who are well content to sit still and wait seven or eight hours till the time shall come for them to see what they may not hope to see twice in their lives—the coronation of a King.  Yes, London and Westminster have been astir ever since the warning guns boomed at three o'clock, and already crowds of untitled rich folk who have bought the privilege of trying to find sitting-room in the galleries are flocking in at the entrances reserved for their sort.

The Prince and the Pauper - Chapter XXXI - Mark Twain

The Prince and the Pauper
Chapter XXXI - Mark Twain
When Tom Canty awoke the next morning, the air was heavy with a thunderous murmur:  all the distances were charged with it.  It was music to him; for it meant that the English world was out in its strength to give loyal welcome to the great day.Presently Tom found himself once more the chief figure in a wonderful floating pageant on the Thames; for by ancient custom the 'recognition procession' through London must start from the Tower, and he was bound thither.