It was a dark and stormy night.

Suddenly, a shot rang out!

A door slammed. The maid screamed.

Suddenly, a pirate ship appeared on the horizon!

While millions of people were starving, the king lived in luxury.

Meanwhile, on a small farm in Kansas, a boy was growing up.

A light snow was falling, and the little girl with the tattered shawl had not sold a violet all day.

At that very moment, a young intern at City Hospital was making an important discovery. The mysterious patient in Room 213 had finally awakened. She moaned softly.

“Stampede!” the foreman shouted, and forty thousand head of cattle thundered down on the tiny camp.

Two men rolled on the ground, grappling beneath the murderous hooves.

A left and a right! A left and another left! An uppercut to the jaw!

The fight was over, and so the ranch was saved.

The young intern sat by himself in a corner of the coffee shop. he had learned about medicine, but more importantly, he had learned about life.