Short short e-books (10min to read) of Nathaniel Hawthorne

What a singular moment is the first one, when you have hardly begun to recollect yourself after starting from midnight slumber!

The following story, the simple and domestic incidents of which may be deemed scarcely worth relating, after such a lapse of time, awakened some degree of interest, a hundred years ago, in a princi...

In the old times of religious gloom and intolerance lived Richard Digby, the gloomiest and most intolerant of a stern brotherhood.

Pleasant is a rainy winter's day, within doors!

On a bright summer evening, two persons stood among the shrubbery of a garden, stealthily watching a young girl, who sat in the window seat of a neighboring mansion.

On the evening of Thanksgiving day, John Inglefield, the blacksmith, sat in his elbow-chair, among those who had been keeping festival at his board.

I have climbed high, and my reward is small.

Hearken to our neighbor with the iron tongue.

(SCENE.--The corner of two principal streets.--[Essex and Washington Streets, Salem.]--The Town Pump talking through its nose.) NOON, by the North clock!

THE HAUNTED MIND 294 THE VILLAGE UNCLE 300 THE AMBITIOUS GUEST 313 THE SISTER-YEARS 323 SNOWFLAKES 332 THE SEVEN VAGABONDS 338 THE WHITE OLD MAID 358 PETER GOLDTHWAITE'S TREASURE 370 CHIPPINGS WITH...

It was a bright forenoon, when I set foot on the beach at Burlington, and took leave of the two boatmen in whose little skiff I had voyaged since daylight from Peru.

What is Guilt?

Two lovers, once upon a time, had planned a little summer-house, in the form of an antique temple, which it was their purpose to consecrate to all manner of refined and innocent enjoyments.

DR. BULLIVANT His person was not eminent enough, either by nature or circumstance, to deserve a public memorial simply for his own sake, after the lapse of a century and a half from the era in w...

FIRE WORSHIP It is a great revolution in social and domestic life, and no less so in the life of a secluded student, this almost universal exchange of the open fireplace for the cheerless and un...

There is snow in yonder cold gray sky of the morning!-and, through the partially frosted window-panes, I love to watch the gradual beginning of the storm.

Methinks, for a person whose instinct bids him rather to pore over the current of life, than to plunge into its tumultuous waves, no undesirable retreat were a toll-house beside some thronged tho...

There is hardly a more difficult exercise of fancy, than, while gazing at a figure of melancholy age, to re-create its youth, and, without entirely obliterating the identity of form and features, t...

The greatest attraction, in this vicinity, is the famous old fortress of Ticonderoga, the remains of which are visible from the piazza of the tavern, on a swell of land that shuts in the prospect o...

TIME'S PORTRAITURE Being the Carrier's Address to the Patrons of "The Salem Gazette" for the 1st of January, 1838.

Ding-dong!

At fifteen, I became a resident in a country village, more than a hundred miles from home.

Daffydowndilly was so called because in his nature he resembled a flower, and loved to do only what was beautiful and agreeable, and took no delight in labor of any kind.

Every Sabbath morning in the summer time I thrust back the curtain, to watch the sunrise stealing down a steeple, which stands opposite my chamber-window.

THE OLD APPLE DEALER The lover of the moral picturesque may sometimes find what he, seeks in a character which is nevertheless of too negative a description to be seized upon and represented to ...

Last night, between eleven and twelve o'clock, when the Old Year was leaving her final foot prints on the borders of Time's empire, she found herself in possession of a few spare moments, and sat d...