A fruit tree was planted at the convergence of several properties. The landowner planted it as a young seedling in his own plot near. . .

There was a young artist who had in his heart a dream. It filled his heart so that nothing else meant so much, except he did not know. . .

He bent over the work bench and gazed deeply into the eyepiece of the microscope. Once again it seemed that something glared back. . .

The intrusion was perpetrated without the consent of those, who, although not having been personally present when the breach was. . .