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The Pit: A Story Of Chicago - Conclusion The Pit: A Story Of Chicago - Conclusion

The Pit: A Story Of Chicago - Conclusion
The evening had closed in wet and misty. All day long a chill wind had blown across the city from off the lake, and by eight o'clock, when Laura and Jadwin came down to the dismantled library, a heavy rain was falling. Laura gave Jadwin her arm as they made their way across the room--their footsteps echoing strangely from the uncarpeted boards. "There, dear," she said. "Give me the valise. Now sit down on the packing box there. Are you tired? You had better put your hat on. It is full of draughts here, now that all the furniture and curtains... Long Stories - Post by : esoteric - Date : May 2012 - Author : Frank Norris - Read : 1197

The Pit: A Story Of Chicago - Chapter 10 The Pit: A Story Of Chicago - Chapter 10

The Pit: A Story Of Chicago - Chapter 10
CHAPTER XThe suicide of Charles Cressler had occurred on the tenth of June, and the report of it, together with the wretched story of his friend's final surrender to a temptation he had never outlived, reached Curtis Jadwin early on the morning of the eleventh. He and Gretry were at their accustomed places in the latter's office, and the news seemed to shut out all the sunshine that had been flooding in through the broad plate-glass windows. After their first incoherent horror, the two sat staring at each other, speechless. "My God, my God," groaned Jadwin, as if in the throes... Long Stories - Post by : esoteric - Date : May 2012 - Author : Frank Norris - Read : 1630

The Pit: A Story Of Chicago - Chapter 9 The Pit: A Story Of Chicago - Chapter 9

The Pit: A Story Of Chicago - Chapter 9
CHAPTER IX"Well, that's about all then, I guess," said Gretry at last, as he pushed back his chair and rose from the table. He and Jadwin were in a room on the third floor of the Grand Pacific Hotel, facing Jackson Street. It was three o'clock in the morning. Both men were in their shirt-sleeves; the table at which they had been sitting was scattered over with papers, telegraph blanks, and at Jadwin's elbow stood a lacquer tray filled with the stumps of cigars and burnt matches, together with one of the hotel pitchers of ice water. "Yes," assented Jadwin, absently,... Long Stories - Post by : esoteric - Date : May 2012 - Author : Frank Norris - Read : 2750

The Pit: A Story Of Chicago - Chapter 8 The Pit: A Story Of Chicago - Chapter 8

The Pit: A Story Of Chicago - Chapter 8
CHAPTER VIIIOn that particular morning in April, the trading around the Wheat Pit on the floor of the Chicago Board of Trade began practically a full five minutes ahead of the stroke of the gong; and the throng of brokers and clerks that surged in and about the Pit itself was so great that it overflowed and spread out over the floor between the wheat and corn pits, ousting the traders in oats from their traditional ground. The market had closed the day before with May wheat at ninety-eight and five-eighths, and the Bulls had prophesied and promised that the magic... Long Stories - Post by : esoteric - Date : May 2012 - Author : Frank Norris - Read : 2554

The Pit: A Story Of Chicago - Chapter 7 The Pit: A Story Of Chicago - Chapter 7

The Pit: A Story Of Chicago - Chapter 7
CHAPTER VIIOne morning in November of the same year Laura joined her husband at breakfast, preoccupied and a little grave, her mind full of a subject about which, she told herself, she could no longer keep from speaking. So soon as an opportunity presented itself, which was when Jadwin laid down his paper and drew his coffee-cup towards him, Laura exclaimed: "Curtis." "Well, old girl?" "Curtis, dear, ... when is it all going to end--your speculating? You never used to be this way. It seems as though, nowadays, I never had you to myself. Even when you are not going over... Long Stories - Post by : esoteric - Date : May 2012 - Author : Frank Norris - Read : 2375

The Pit: A Story Of Chicago - Chapter 3 The Pit: A Story Of Chicago - Chapter 3

The Pit: A Story Of Chicago - Chapter 3
CHAPTER IIIOn a certain Monday morning, about a month later, Curtis Jadwin descended from his office in the Rookery Building, and turning southward, took his way toward the brokerage and commission office of Gretry, Converse and Co., on the ground floor of the Board of Trade Building, only a few steps away. It was about nine o'clock; the weather was mild, the sun shone. La Salle Street swarmed with the multitudinous life that seethed about the doors of the innumerable offices of brokers and commission men of the neighbourhood. To the right, in the peristyle of the Illinois Trust Building, groups... Long Stories - Post by : esoteric - Date : May 2012 - Author : Frank Norris - Read : 3012

The Pit: A Story Of Chicago - Chapter 2 The Pit: A Story Of Chicago - Chapter 2

The Pit: A Story Of Chicago - Chapter 2
CHAPTER IILaura Dearborn's native town was Barrington, in Worcester County, Massachusetts. Both she and Page had been born there, and there had lived until the death of their father, at a time when Page was ready for the High School. The mother, a North Carolina girl, had died long before. Laura's education had been unusual. After leaving the High School her father had for four years allowed her a private tutor (an impecunious graduate from the Harvard Theological School). She was ambitious, a devoted student, and her instructor's task was rather to guide than to enforce her application. She soon acquired... Long Stories - Post by : esoteric - Date : May 2012 - Author : Frank Norris - Read : 1268

The Pit: A Story Of Chicago - Chapter 1 The Pit: A Story Of Chicago - Chapter 1

The Pit: A Story Of Chicago - Chapter 1
CHAPTER IAt eight o'clock in the inner vestibule of the Auditorium Theatre by the window of the box office, Laura Dearborn, her younger sister Page, and their aunt--Aunt Wess'--were still waiting for the rest of the theatre-party to appear. A great, slow-moving press of men and women in evening dress filled the vestibule from one wall to another. A confused murmur of talk and the shuffling of many feet arose on all sides, while from time to time, when the outside and inside doors of the entrance chanced to be open simultaneously, a sudden draught of air gushed in, damp, glacial,... Long Stories - Post by : esoteric - Date : May 2012 - Author : Frank Norris - Read : 3190

The Pit: A Story Of Chicago - Preface The Pit: A Story Of Chicago - Preface

The Pit: A Story Of Chicago - Preface
THE PIT: A STORY OF CHICAGO Dedicated to My Brother Charles Tolman Norris In memory of certain lamentable tales of the round (dining-room) table heroes; of the epic of the pewter platoons, and the romance-cycle of "Gaston Le Fox," which we invented, maintained, and found marvellous at a time when we both were boys. Principal Characters in the Novel CURTIS JADWIN, capitalist and speculator. SHELDON CORTHELL, an artist. LANDRY COURT, broker's clerk. SAMUEL GRETRY, a broker. CHARLES CRESSLER, a dealer in grain. MRS. CRESSLER, his wife. LAURA DEARBORN, protege of Mrs. Cressler.... Long Stories - Post by : esoteric - Date : May 2012 - Author : Frank Norris - Read : 2126

Vandover And The Brute - Chapter 18 Vandover And The Brute - Chapter 18

Vandover And The Brute - Chapter 18
Chapter Eighteen That winter passed, then the summer; September and October came and went, and by the middle of November the rains set in. One very wet afternoon toward the end of the month Charlie Geary sat at his desk in his own private office. He was unoccupied for the moment, leaning back in his swivel chair, his feet on the table, smoking a cigar. Geary had broken from his old-time habit of smoking only so many cigars as he could pay for by saving carfare. He was doing so well now that he could afford to smoke whenever he chose.... Long Stories - Post by : esoteric - Date : May 2012 - Author : Frank Norris - Read : 1503

Vandover And The Brute - Chapter 17 Vandover And The Brute - Chapter 17

Vandover And The Brute - Chapter 17
Chapter Seventeen On A certain Saturday morning two years later Vandover awoke in his room at the Reno House, the room he had now occupied for fifteen months. One might almost say that he had been expelled from the Lick House. For a time he had tried to retain his room there with the idea of paying his bills by the money he should win at gambling. But his bad luck was now become a settled thing--almost invariably he lost. At last Ellis and the Dummy had refused to play with him, since he was never able to pay them when... Long Stories - Post by : esoteric - Date : May 2012 - Author : Frank Norris - Read : 3366

Vandover And The Brute - Chapter 16 Vandover And The Brute - Chapter 16

Vandover And The Brute - Chapter 16
Chapter Sixteen That particular room in the Lick House was well toward the rear of the building, on one of the upper floors, and from its window, one looked out upon a vast reach of roofs that rose little by little to meet the abrupt rise of Telegraph Hill. It was a sordid and grimy wilderness, topped with a gray maze of wires and pierced with thousands of chimney stacks. Many of the roofs were covered with tin long since blackened by rust and soot. Here and there could be seen clothes hung out to dry. Occasionally upon the flanking walls... Long Stories - Post by : esoteric - Date : May 2012 - Author : Frank Norris - Read : 1284

Vandover And The Brute - Chapter 12 Vandover And The Brute - Chapter 12

Vandover And The Brute - Chapter 12
Chapter Twelve Vandover took formal possession of his rooms on Sutter Street during the first few days of February. For a week previous they had been in the greatest confusion: the studio filled with a great number of trunks, crates, packing cases, and furniture still in its sacking. In the bedroom was stored the furniture that had been moved out of the sitting-room, while the sitting-room itself was given over to the paperhangers and carpenters. Vandover himself appeared from time to time, inquiring anxiously as to the arrival of his "stuff," or sitting on a packing-case, his hands in his pockets,... Long Stories - Post by : esoteric - Date : May 2012 - Author : Frank Norris - Read : 2404

Vandover And The Brute - Chapter 11 Vandover And The Brute - Chapter 11

Vandover And The Brute - Chapter 11
Chapter Eleven The following days as they began to pass were miserable. Vandover had never known until now how much he loved his father, how large a place he had filled in his life. He felt horribly alone now, and a veritable feminine weakness overcame him, a crying need to be loved as his father had loved him, and also to love some one as he himself had loved his father. Worst of all, however, was his loneliness. He could think of no one who cared in the least for him; the very thought of Turner Ravis or young Haight wrought... Long Stories - Post by : esoteric - Date : May 2012 - Author : Frank Norris - Read : 1810

Vandover And The Brute - Chapter 10 Vandover And The Brute - Chapter 10

Vandover And The Brute - Chapter 10
Chapter Ten About ten o'clock Vandover went ashore in the ship's yawl and landed in the city on a literally perfect day in early November. It seemed many years since he had been there. The drizzly morning upon which the _Santa Rosa had cast off was already too long ago to be remembered. The city itself as he walked up Market Street toward Kearney seemed to have taken on a strange appearance. It was Sunday, the downtown streets were deserted except for the cable-cars and an occasional newsboy. The stores were closed and in their vestibules one saw the peddlers who... Long Stories - Post by : esoteric - Date : May 2012 - Author : Frank Norris - Read : 632

Vandover And The Brute - Chapter 9 Vandover And The Brute - Chapter 9

Vandover And The Brute - Chapter 9
Chapter Nine Vandover stayed for two weeks at Coronado Beach and managed to pass the time very pleasantly. He was fortunate enough to find a party at the hotel whom he knew very well. In the morning they bathed or sailed on the bay, and in the afternoon rode out with a pack of greyhounds and coursed jack-rabbits on the lower end of the island. Vandover's good spirits began to come back to him, his appetite returned, his nerves steadied themselves, he slept eight hours every night. But for all that he did not think that things were the same with... Long Stories - Post by : esoteric - Date : May 2012 - Author : Frank Norris - Read : 1982

Vandover And The Brute - Chapter 8 Vandover And The Brute - Chapter 8

Vandover And The Brute - Chapter 8
Chapter Eight "We will begin all over again, Van," his father said later that same day. "We will start in again and try to forget all this, not as much as we _can_, but as much as we _ought_, and live it down, and from now on we'll try to do the thing that is right and brave and good." "Just try me, sir!" cried Vandover. That was it, begin all over again. He had never seen more clearly than now that other life which it was possible for him to live, a life that was above the level of self-indulgence... Long Stories - Post by : esoteric - Date : May 2012 - Author : Frank Norris - Read : 1402

Vandover And The Brute - Chapter 7 Vandover And The Brute - Chapter 7

Vandover And The Brute - Chapter 7
Chapter Seven On a certain evening about four months later Ellis and Vandover had a "date" with Ida Wade and Bessie Laguna at the Mechanics' Fair. Ellis, Bessie, and Ida were to meet Vandover there in the Art Gallery, as he had to make a call with his father, and could not get there until half-past nine. They were all to walk about the Fair until ten, after which the two men proposed to take the girls out to the Cliff House in separate coupes. The whole thing had been arranged by Ellis and Bessie, and Vandover was irritated. Ellis ought... Long Stories - Post by : esoteric - Date : May 2012 - Author : Frank Norris - Read : 1876

Vandover And The Brute - Chapter 6 Vandover And The Brute - Chapter 6

Vandover And The Brute - Chapter 6
Chapter Six Everybody in San Francisco knew of the Ravises and always made it a point to speak of them as one of the best families of the city. They were not new and they were not particularly rich. They had lived in the same house on California Street for nearly twenty years and had always been comfortably well off. As things go in San Francisco, they were old-fashioned. They had family traditions and usages and time-worn customs. Their library had been in process of collection for the past half century and the pictures on the walls were oil paintings of... Long Stories - Post by : esoteric - Date : May 2012 - Author : Frank Norris - Read : 2818

Vandover And The Brute - Chapter 2 Vandover And The Brute - Chapter 2

Vandover And The Brute - Chapter 2
Chapter Two There was little of the stubborn or unyielding about Vandover, his personality was not strong, his nature pliable and he rearranged himself to suit his new environment at Harvard very rapidly. Before the end of the first semester he had become to all outward appearances a typical Harvardian. He wore corduroy vests and a gray felt hat, the brim turned down over his eyes. He smoked a pipe and bought himself a brindled bull-terrier. He cut his lectures as often as he dared, "ragged" signs and barber-poles, and was in continual evidence about Foster's and among Leavitt and Pierce's... Long Stories - Post by : alex77 - Date : May 2012 - Author : Frank Norris - Read : 3341