Local Color

Local Color
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Cobb Irvin Shrewsbury. Local Color

CHAPTER I. LOCAL COLOR

CHAPTER II. FIELD OF HONOR

CHAPTER III. THE SMART ALECK

CHAPTER IV. BLACKER THAN SIN

CHAPTER V. THE EYES OF THE WORLD

CHAPTER VI. THE GREAT AUK

CHAPTER VII. FIRST CORINTHIANSCHAP. XIII., v. 4

CHAPTER VIII. ENTER THE VILLAIN

CHAPTER IX. PERSONA AU GRATIN

CHAPTER X. SMOOTH CROSSING

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This war, which started with the assassination of an archduke and his archduchess – a thing we are apt to forget about in the face of a tragedy a billion-fold greater – this war, which started thus and so, already has touched or is touching or yet will touch, at some angle and in some fashion, every one of us in every corner of the world. Some it has touched indirectly, by the oblique. Upon others, who are as numberless now as the sands on the shore, it has come with such brutal emphasis that it must seem to them – such of them as survive – that the whole incredible business was devised and set afoot for the one and the sole purpose of levelling them, their lives and their own small personal affairs in the bloodied red mire of this thing.

For example, let us take the case of Paul Gaston Michel Misereux, his orphaned sister Marie and his orphaned half-sister Helene. In the summer of 1914 they lived in a three-room flat in a five-story tenement house in East Thirteenth Street in New York, not far from the East River.

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“No, sister,” he stated grimly, “I ain’t goin’ with you but you’re sure goin’ with me.” And as he said it he tightened his grip upon her forearm.

He had need to say no more. She knew what had happened. She had not spent two years and better in a New York tenement without learning that there were men of the police – detectives they called them in English – who wore no uniforms but went about their work apparelled as ordinary citizens. She was arrested, that was plain enough, and she understood full well for what she had been arrested. She made no outcry, offered no defence, broke forth into no plea for release. Indeed her thought for the moment was all for her half-sister and not for herself. So she said nothing as he steered her swiftly along.

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