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That night, the legends of the sea, so long tamed, so long unremembered except in the late talk at coast town barrooms, leapt up out of the racing mountains of the bay. A tremendous wind walked through the black towers of the rain, a hungry foam covered the teeth of the Irish rocks; all night long the clouds, like vague white tigers, galloped across wild hills. The next morning, under a bright sun and a wind still swift, the storm's damage was revealed. Sweeping westward through England, it had demolished houses in Lancashire; in Ireland cables had been...
...make up for a lost moon. A few lazy clouds squatted like Stygian hills on an undefinable horizon, exaggerating the awful nigrescence of a dead night. Not a breath of wind stirred the air, and underneath the green sea lapped wickedly as it broke into little crests of foam. Suddenly the atmosphere vibrated to the staccato dots and dashes of radio-Admiral Kwanji Kato was ordering a night destroyer attack in the Japanese naval maneuvers in the Sea of Japan, 20 miles northeast of Mihoseki. The fleet broke up into attacking and defending parties. The defending warships threw...
Hangars, houses and steeples cance." "quietly The dropped into Super-Reporter insignifigance "above the foam of thickening clouds ... in the boiling fog which lay between us and the civil war . . . through the strange sky, in sane with sunset," to Bratislava. There, "everything was mad." The Super-Reporter's workaday comrades miraculously procured auto dark." mobiles in "that madness in the dark...
...main, Saltacres is a study in novelists' materials. Reeds, rushes, weatherbeaten barns, pebbled beaches, a whitish sea, gulls and blackbirds gliding and skimming from foam-splashed boulder to knotted and salt-rimed stump, broken love to the tattoo of sympathetic rains and a pathological religions mania to the cresendo of a venegeful thunderstorm, delight the eye and, chaotically enough, provoke the emotions but the relation of these things to a masterful novel is less than that of sand to granite. Not only should, in this case the parts or particles cohere more closely but there might well be other elements...
...real wonder is the height to which American enthusiasm can toss a man from the very tip and foam of its intermost wave and, likewise, the abysmal depth of the trough into which it can forthwith plunge him. There have been newly-elected presidents: and there have been x-presidents. There are heros of the hour and there are men, and women too, who have had their famous moments. Fickle and feverish attention is the vice of a child. There is much material for the sociologist in the childishness of the American public. The tabloids have exploited it professionally. Walter...