The Fiend's Delight

The Fiend’s Delight - by Dod Grile - “Count that day lost whose low descending sunViews from thy hand no worthy action done.” - New York: 1873. - TO THE IMMUTABLE AND INFALLIBLE GODDESS, GOOD TASTE,IN GRATITUDE FOR HER CONDEMNATION OF ALL SUPERIOR AUTHORS,AND IN THE HOPE OF PROPITIATING HER CREATORS AND EXPOUNDERS,This Volume is reverentiallyDedicated BY HER DEVOUT WORSHIPPER, - THE AUTHOR.

Contents

PREFACE

SOME FICTION

“One More Unfortunate.”

The Strong Young Man of Colusa.

The Glad New Year.

The Late Dowling, Senior

“Love’s Labour Lost”

A Comforter