"Fools and fanatics " Colonel Worth crumpled the morning paper with a gesture of rage and walked to the window. Elena followed softly and laid her hand on his arm. "What is it, Guardie? I thought you were supremely happy this morning over the news that Dewey has smashed the Spanish fleet?" "And so I am, little girl," was the gentle reply, "or was until my eye fell on this call of the Socialists for a meeting to-night to denounce the war-denounce the men who are dying for the flag. Read their summons." He opened the crumpled sheet and pointed to its head lines:
"Fools and fanatics " Colonel Worth crumpled the morning paper with a gesture of rage and walked to the window. Elena followed softly and laid her han...
KIDNAPPED The hot sun of the South was sinking in red glow through the giant tree-tops of a Mississippi forest beyond the village of Woodville. A slender girl stood in the pathway watching a boy of seven trudge manfully away beside his stalwart brother. Her lips trembled and eyes filled with tears. "Wait-wait " she cried. With a sudden bound she snatched him to her heart. "Don't, Polly-you hurt " the little fellow faltered, looking at her with a feeling of sudden fear. "Why did you squeeze me so hard?" "You shouldn't have done that, honey," the big brother frowned. "I know," the sister...
KIDNAPPED The hot sun of the South was sinking in red glow through the giant tree-tops of a Mississippi forest beyond the village of Woodville. A slen...
"Mary Adams, you're a fool " The single dimple in a smooth red cheek smiled in answer. "You're repeating yourself, Jane--" "You won't give him one hour's time for just three sittings?" "Not a second for one sitting--" "Hopeless " Mary smiled provokingly, her white teeth gleaming in obstinate good humor. "He's the most distinguished artist in America--" "I've heard so." "It would be a liberal education for a girl of your training to know such a man--" "I'll omit that course of instruction."
"Mary Adams, you're a fool " The single dimple in a smooth red cheek smiled in answer. "You're repeating yourself, Jane--" "You won't give him one hou...
The young editor of The Daily Eagle and Phoenix straightened his tall figure from the pile of papers that smothered his desk, glanced at his foreman who stood waiting, and spoke in the quiet drawl he always used when excited: "Just a moment-'til I read this over--" The foreman nodded. He scanned the scrawled pencil manuscript twice and handed it up without changing a letter: "Set the title in heavy black-faced caps-black-the blackest you've got." He read the title over again musingly, his strong mouth closing with a snap at its finish: THE BLACK LEAGUE AND THE KU KLUX KLAN DOWN WITH ALL...
The young editor of The Daily Eagle and Phoenix straightened his tall figure from the pile of papers that smothered his desk, glanced at his foreman w...
"Quick-a glass of water " A man sprang to his feet, beckoning to an usher. When he reached the seat, the woman had recovered by a supreme effort of will and sat erect, her face flushed with anger at her own weakness. "Thank you, I am quite well now," she said with dignity. The man settled back and the usher returned to his place and stood watching her out of the corners of his eyes, fascinated by her beauty.
"Quick-a glass of water " A man sprang to his feet, beckoning to an usher. When he reached the seat, the woman had recovered by a supreme effort of wi...
Tom seated himself at the table and looked into his wife's face with a smile: "Nancy, it's a meal fit for a king " The supper over, he smoked his pipe before the cabin fire of blazing logs, while she cleared the wooden dishes. He watched her get the paper, goose-quill pen and ink as a prisoner sees the scaffold building for his execution. "Now we're all ready," she said cheerfully. The man laid his pipe down with a helpless look. A brief respite flashed through his mind. Maybe he could sidestep the lessons before she pinned him down.
Tom seated himself at the table and looked into his wife's face with a smile: "Nancy, it's a meal fit for a king " The supper over, he smoked his pipe...
At the end of a warm spring day in New York, James Stuart sat in the open window of his room on Washington Square, smiling. With a sense of deep joy he watched the trees shake the raindrops from their new emerald robes, and the flying clouds that flecked the Western sky melt into seas of purple and gold. A huckster turned into Fourth Street, crying: "Straw-berries Straw-berries " And the young lawyer laughed lazily.
At the end of a warm spring day in New York, James Stuart sat in the open window of his room on Washington Square, smiling. With a sense of deep joy h...
The fireflies on the Virginia hills were blinking in the dark places beneath the trees and a katydid was singing in the rosebush beside the portico at Arlington. The stars began to twinkle in the serene sky. The lights of Washington flickered across the river. The Capitol building gleamed, argus-eyed on the hill. Congress was in session, still wrangling over the question of Slavery and its extension into the territories of the West. The laughter of youth and beauty sifted down from open windows. Preparations were being hurried for the ball in honor of the departing cadets-Custis Lee, his...
The fireflies on the Virginia hills were blinking in the dark places beneath the trees and a katydid was singing in the rosebush beside the portico at...
