One December night, a long long time ago, a family sat around the fireplace in their home. A golden light from the fire filled the room. The mother and father laughed at something their oldest daughter had just said. The girl was seventeen, much olde...
When I was young, I went looking for gold in California. I never found enough to make me rich, but I did discover a beautiful part of the country. It was called the Stanislaus. The Stanislaus was like heaven on earth. It had bright green hills and de...
I'm an old lawyer and I have three men working for me. My business continued to grow and so I decided to get one more man to help write legal papers. I have met a great many people in my days. But the man who answered my advertisement was the strange...
Now, the VOA Special English program American Stories. Our story is called The Animals Give Themselves from the book Cloudwalker by Joel Monture, published by Fulcrum Publishing. Mr. Monture is a Native American from the Mohawk nation. He has written...
And now, the VOA Special English program American Stories. Our story today is called Singing Woman. It was written by Ada Jack Carver in 1927. She won an O. Henry Award for the story. Singing Woman is about an old professional mourner in the southern...
One day, our neighbor Keno Carter rode his horse over to our house. He had another horse with him. He rode to me and said: You have helped me a lot during the year. You've been a good boy. Now, here is the horse I promised. It is yours. At first, I j...
The truck brought up dust as it moved over the road less flat land. It stopped where two cowboys stood at the edge of a deep canyon. Where is he? Tanner asked. The older cowboy named John pointed to the canyon. Down there, he said. Tanner Walked to t...
Mrs. Henry Miller had lived alone for several years. Her husband was dead. But he had left her a comfortable amount of money. He also had left her a nice apartment in New York City near the East River. There were three other apartments in the large b...
Our story today is called Pigs Is Pigs. It was written by Ellis Parker Butler. Here is Shep O'Neal with the story. Mike Flannery, the agent of the Interurban Express Company leaned over the desk in the company's office in Westcote and shook his fist....
There are a hundred places in New York like Gabriel's. Up front is a small bar, in back there are a few booths and a half of dozen tables, the husband is the cook, and the wife takes care of the bar. It has a name, which is the first name of the husb...
