Short Stories E-Book

E. M. Forster

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• Kategorie: Gesellschafts- und Liebesromane
• Sprache: Englisch
• Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2018

Beschreibung

Edward Morgan Forster (1 January 1879 – 7 June 1970), known as E. M. Forster, was an English novelist, short story writer, essayist and librettist. Many of his novels examined class difference and hypocrisy in early 20th-century British society, notably A Room with a View (1908), Howards End (1910), and A Passage to India (1924), which brought him his greatest success. He was nominated for the Nobel Prize in Literature in 16 different years. This collection of 13 short stories originally appeared in magazines between 1903 and 1920. The book includes the following stories:ALBERGO EMPEDOCLE, Temple Bar Magazine, December 1903THE STORY OF A PANIC, Independent Review, August 1904THE OTHER SIDE OF THE HEDGE, Independent Review, November 1904THE ROAD FROM COLONUS, Independent Review, June 1904THE ETERNAL MOMENT, Independent Review, 1905THE CURATE’S FRIEND, Pall Mall Magazine, October 1907THE CELESTIAL OMNIBUS, Albany Review, January 1908OTHER KINGDOM, English Review, July 1909THE MACHINE STOPS (PD), Oxford and Cambridge Review, 1909THE POINT OF IT, English Review, November 1911MR ANDREWS, Open Window, April 1911CO-ORDINATION, English Review, June 1912THE STORY OF THE SIREN, Hogarth Press, 1920

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Short Stories

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SHORT STORIES

PUBLISHING HISTORY

ALBERGO EMPEDOCLE (1903)

THE STORY OF A PANIC (1904)

THE OTHER SIDE OF THE HEDGE (1904)

THE ROAD FROM COLONUS (1904)

THE ETERNAL MOMENT (1905)

THE CURATE’S FRIEND (1907)

THE CELESTIAL OMNIBUS (1908)

OTHER KINGDOM (1909)

THE MACHINE STOPS (1909)

THE POINT OF IT (1911)

MR ANDREWS (1911)

CO-ORDINATION (1912)

THE STORY OF THE SIREN (1920)

SHORT STORIES

E. M. FORSTER

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PUBLISHING HISTORY

The stories were originally published as follows:

ALBERGO EMPEDOCLE, Temple Bar Magazine, December 1903

THE STORY OF A PANIC, Independent Review, August 1904

THE OTHER SIDE OF THE HEDGE, Independent Review, November 1904

THE ROAD FROM COLONUS, Independent Review, June 1904

THE ETERNAL MOMENT, Independent Review, 1905

THE CURATE’S FRIEND, Pall Mall Magazine, October 1907

THE CELESTIAL OMNIBUS, Albany Review, January 1908

OTHER KINGDOM, English Review, July 1909

THE MACHINE STOPS, Oxford and Cambridge Review, 1909

THE POINT OF IT, English Review, November 1911

MR ANDREWS, Open Window, April 1911

CO-ORDINATION, English Review, June 1912

THE STORY OF THE SIREN, Hogarth Press, 1920

ALBERGO EMPEDOCLE (1903)

The last letter I had from Harold was from Naples.

We’ve just come back from Pompeii (he wrote). On the whole it’s decidedly no go and very tiring. What with the smells and the beggars and the mosquitoes we’re rather off Naples altogether, and we’ve changed our plans and are going to Sicily. The guidebooks say you can run through it in no time; only four places you have to go to, and very little in them. That suits us to a T. Pompeii and the awful Museum here have fairly killed us— except of course Mildred, and perhaps Sir Edwin.

Now why don’t you come too? I know you’re keen on Sicily, and we all would like it. You would be able to spread yourself no end with your archaeology. For once in my life I should have to listen while you jaw. You’d enjoy discussing temples, gods, etc., with Mildred. She’s taught me a lot, but of course it’s no fun for her, talking to us. Send a wire; I’ll stand the cost. Start at once and we’ll wait for you. The Peaslakes say the same, especially Mildred.

My not sleeping at night, and my headaches are all right now, thanks very much. As for the blues, I haven’t had any since I’ve been engaged, and don’t intend to. So don’t worry any more.

Yours,

Harold

Dear Tommy, if you aren’t an utter fool you’ll let me pay your ticket out.

I did not go. I could just have managed it, but Sicily was then a very sacred name to me, and the thought of running through it in no time, even with Harold, deterred me. I went afterwards, and as I am well acquainted with all who went then, and have had circumstantial information of all that happened, I think that my account of the affair will be as intelligible as anyone’s.

I am conceited enough to think that, if I had gone, the man I love most in the world would not now be in an asylum.

I

The Peaslake party was most harmonious in its composition. Four out of the five were Peaslakes, which partly accounted for the success, but the fifth, Harold, seemed to have been created to go with them. They had started from England soon after his engagement to Mildred Peaslake, and had been flying over Europe for two months. At first they were a little ashamed of their rapidity, but the delight of continual custom-house examinations soon seized them, and they had hardly learned what “Come in” and “Hot water, please” were in one language, before they crossed the frontier and had to learn them in another.

But, as Harold truly said, “People say we don’t see things properly, and are globe-trotters, and all that, but after all one travels to enjoy oneself, and no one can say that we aren’t having a ripping time.”

Every party, to be really harmonious, must have a physical and an intellectual centre. Harold provided one, Mildred the other. He settled whether a mountain had to be climbed or a walk taken, and it was his fists that were clenched when a porter was insolent, or a cabman tried to overcharge. Mildred, on the other hand, was the fount of information. It was she who generally held the Baedeker and explained it. She had been expecting her continental scramble for several years, and had read a fair amount of books for it, which a good memory often enabled her to reproduce.