And the Yeah, Welcome back everyone to 1001 classic classic short stories entails.

This is your host, John Heckdorn.

Today, a short story from Frank R. Stockton,

this one called The Thing that Glistened.

Hope you enjoy it. In the fall of 1888 the steamship Sunda from Southampton

was running along the southern coast of Long Island not many hours from port

when she was passed by one of the great British liners, outward bound.

The tide was high and the course of both vessels was nearer the coast than as usual, that

of the Sunda being inside of the other. As the two steamers passed each other there was a

great waving of hats and handkerchiefs. Suddenly there was a scream from the

sunda. It came from Signora Rocita, the prima donna of an opera

who was coming to America in that ship.

I have lost my bracelet!

She cried in Italian, and then turning to the passengers,

she repeated the cry in very good English.

The situation was instantly comprehended by everyone.

It was late in the afternoon.

The captain had given a grand dinner to the passengers,

at which the prima donna had appeared in all her glories of

ornamentation and the greatest of these glories a magnificent diamond bracelet

was gone from the arm with which she had been enthusiastically waving her lace

handkerchief.

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