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...pink traveling man, who had shut his eyes for a last 20 winks before his mid-afternoon train pulled into Atlanta, sat up with a start. A great shout had awakened him???a shout billowing from thousands of male throats like a sultry banner, striped with the thinner, brighter cries that issue from the female larynx; a shout that had cast, as it unfurled, its majestic shadow upon the smoking-room. The traveling man stepped to the basin and began furiously to wash his face...
Jeffers, who lives on a promontory at the mouth of the Carmel River, near Monterey, Calif., draws all his imagery from the world about him???cormorants, mustangs, seagulls, corposant hill-fires, barking seals, giant redwood trees, the good and evil winds of heaven, Indian spirit-gods moving by night, mystical wind-torn cypresses, condors, vultures, flowers and seaweeds, soaring California mountains, the illimitable bosom of the Pacific, the Pacific groundswell, ponderous granite boulders, vast shore plains, the unthinkable bottom boundary of the oceans. He hurls his images or bites them out; he rumbles, casts spells, croons, soothes, claps out thunder...
QUARANTINE?A quiet fable of a girl who ran away with another girl's lover because she wanted to marry him?...
Episode. Gilbert Emery is a tall individual whose clothes and accent flap about in a manner broadly British. His real name is Emery Pottle and he attended Amherst College. Later, he was a teacher, wrote short stories. There followed War pages?pages bright for him???and finally peace. His stories did not sell. One day Jane Cowl wondered if he ever had been an actor. No, but he'd try it. And he did?with indifferent success. Presently, Mr. Emery turned his hand to playwriting. Writer of The Hero and Tarnish, actor in other plays, he has finally consolidated. With...
...galleries laugh. When a Republican rose in reply, and there seemed any possibility of a successful counter attack, Caraway of Arkansas interposed. He wandered from seat to seat, with his hands in his pockets, or walked like a monk in the monastery yard? head bowed, hands held before him??? stopping only to drawl an apt, ironical remark. In the third row, beside the aisle, handling his books and papers, the downright Robinson, Democratic leader, maintained a watchful eye on the course of legislation, now and then casting in a tart remark or direction...