by Bret Harte
CHAPTER I
A long level of dull gray that further away became a faint blue, with
here and there darker patches that looked like water. At times an open
space, blackene...
PART I
TWELVE STORIES
O. Henry
THE RED ROSES OF TONIA
A trestle burned down on the International Railroad. The south- bound
from San Antonio was cut off for the next forty-eigh...