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The Flaming Jewel - Episode 1. Eve The Flaming Jewel - Episode 1. Eve

The Flaming Jewel - Episode 1. Eve
EPISODE ONE. EVEI During the last two years Fate, Chance, and Destiny had been too busy to attend to Mike Clinch. But now his turn was coming in the Eternal Sequence of things. The stars in their courses indicated the beginning of the undoing of Mike Clinch. From Esthonia a refugee Countess wrote to James Darragh in New York: "--After two years we have discovered that it was Jose Quintana's band of international thieves that robbed Ricca. Quintana has disappeared. "A Levantine diamond broker in New York, named Emanuel Sard, may be in communication with him. "Ricca and I are going... Long Stories - Post by : JoePace - Date : May 2012 - Author : Robert W. Chambers - Read : 845

The Hidden Children - Chapter 22. Mes Adieux The Hidden Children - Chapter 22. Mes Adieux

The Hidden Children - Chapter 22. Mes Adieux
CHAPTER XXII. MES ADIEUX For my acquaintances in and outside of the army, and for my friends and relatives, this narrative has been written; and if in these pages I have seemed to present myself, my thoughts, and behaviour as matters of undue importance, it is not done so purposely or willingly, but because I knew no better method of making from my daily journal the story of the times and of the events witnessed by me, and of which I was a small and modest part. It is very true that no two people, even when standing shoulder to shoulder,... Long Stories - Post by : JoePace - Date : May 2012 - Author : Robert W. Chambers - Read : 2771

The Hidden Children - Chapter 21. Chinisee Castle The Hidden Children - Chapter 21. Chinisee Castle

The Hidden Children - Chapter 21. Chinisee Castle
CHAPTER XXI. CHINISEE CASTLE For twelve days our army, marching west by north, tore its terrible way straight through the smoking vitals of the Iroquois Empire, leaving behind it nearly forty towns and villages and more than two hundred cabins on fire; thousands and thousands of bushels of grain burning, thousands of apple, peach, pear, and plum trees destroyed, thousands of acres of pumpkins, beans, peas, corn, potatoes, beets, turnips, carrots, watermelons, muskmelons, strawberry, black-berry, raspberry shrubs crushed and rotting in the trampled gardens under the hot September sun. In the Susquehanna and Chinisee Valleys, not a roof survived unburnt, not... Long Stories - Post by : JoePace - Date : May 2012 - Author : Robert W. Chambers - Read : 3588

The Hidden Children - Chapter 20. Yndaia The Hidden Children - Chapter 20. Yndaia

The Hidden Children - Chapter 20. Yndaia
CHAPTER XX. YNDAIA At the mouth of the pass which led to the Vale Yndaia I lay with my Indians that night, two mounting guard, then one, then two more, and the sentinels changed every three hours throughout the night. But all were excited and all slept lightly. Within the Vale Yndaia, perhaps a hundred yards from the mouth of the pass, stood the lonely little house of bark in which Madame de Contrecoeur had lived alone for twenty years. And here, that night, Lois lay with her mother; and no living thing nearer the dim house than we who mounted... Long Stories - Post by : JoePace - Date : May 2012 - Author : Robert W. Chambers - Read : 2788

The Hidden Children - Chapter 19. Amochol The Hidden Children - Chapter 19. Amochol

The Hidden Children - Chapter 19. Amochol
CHAPTER XIX. AMOCHOL By daybreak we had salted our parched corn, soaked, and eaten it, and my Indians were already freshening their paint. The Sagamore, stripped for battle, barring clout and sporran, stood tall and powerfully magnificent in his white and vermilion hue of war. On his broad chest the scarlet Ghost Bear reared; on his crest the scarlet feathers slanted low. The Yellow Moth was unbelievably hideous in the poisonous hue of a toad-stool; his crest and all his skin glistened yellow, shining like the sulphurous belly of a snake. But the Grey-Feather was ghastly; his bony features were painted... Long Stories - Post by : JoePace - Date : May 2012 - Author : Robert W. Chambers - Read : 2286

The Hidden Children - Chapter 18. The Rite Of The Hidden Children The Hidden Children - Chapter 18. The Rite Of The Hidden Children

The Hidden Children - Chapter 18. The Rite Of The Hidden Children
CHAPTER XVIII. THE RITE OF THE HIDDEN CHILDREN My Indians and I stood watching our riflemen as they swung to the east and trotted out of sight among the trees. Then, at a curt nod from me, the Indians lengthened their line, extending it westward along the height of land, and so spreading out that they entirely commanded the only outlet to the swamp below, by encircling both the trail and the headwaters of the evil-looking little stream. Through the unbroken thatch of matted foliage overhead no faintest ray of sunlight filtered--not even where the stream coiled its slimy way among... Long Stories - Post by : JoePace - Date : May 2012 - Author : Robert W. Chambers - Read : 2376

The Hidden Children - Chapter 14. Nai Tioga! The Hidden Children - Chapter 14. Nai Tioga!

The Hidden Children - Chapter 14. Nai Tioga!
CHAPTER XIV. NAI TIOGA! How my proper senses resisted the swoon that threatened them I do not know; but when the lynx, too, lifted a menacing and flattened head on human shoulders; and when the wolverine also stood out in human-like shadow against the foggy water, I knew that these ghostly things that stirred my hair were no hobgoblins at all, but living men. And the clogged current of my blood flowed free again, and the sweat on my skin cooled. The furry ears of the wolf-man, pricked up against the vaguely lustrous background of the river, fascinated me. For all... Long Stories - Post by : JoePace - Date : May 2012 - Author : Robert W. Chambers - Read : 875

The Hidden Children - Chapter 13. The Hidden Children The Hidden Children - Chapter 13. The Hidden Children

The Hidden Children - Chapter 13. The Hidden Children
CHAPTER XIII. THE HIDDEN CHILDREN So silently, suddenly, and with such incredible swiftness had this happened, and so utterly unprepared were we for this devilish audacity, that the Erie had shoved his trade-rifle against my ribs and fired before anybody comprehended what he was about. But he had driven the muzzle so violently against me that the blow knocked me breathless and flat on my face, and his rifle, slipping along with the running swivel of my pouch buckle, was discharged, blowing the pouch-flap to fragments, and setting fire to my thrums without even scorching my body. As, partly stunned, I... Long Stories - Post by : JoePace - Date : May 2012 - Author : Robert W. Chambers - Read : 1644

The Hidden Children - Chapter 12. At The Ford The Hidden Children - Chapter 12. At The Ford

The Hidden Children - Chapter 12. At The Ford
CHAPTER XII. AT THE FORD When at length from the forest's edge we saw star-beams splintering over broken water, cutting the flat, translucent darkness of the river with necklaces of light, we halted; for this was the ford foaming there in obscurity with its silvery, mellow voice, unheeded in the wilderness, yet calling ever as that far voice called through the shadows of ages dead. Now, from where we stood the faint line of sparkles seemed to run a little way into the darkness and vanish. But the indications were sufficient to mark the spot where we should enter the water;... Long Stories - Post by : JoePace - Date : May 2012 - Author : Robert W. Chambers - Read : 1058

The Hidden Children - Chapter 11. A Scout Of Six The Hidden Children - Chapter 11. A Scout Of Six

The Hidden Children - Chapter 11. A Scout Of Six
CHAPTER XI. A SCOUT OF SIX We were now penetrating that sad and devastated region laid waste so recently by Brant, Butler, and McDonald, from Cobus-Kill on the pleasant river Askalege, to Minnisink on the silvery Delaware--a vast and mournful territory which had been populous and prosperous a twelvemonth since, and was now the very abomination of desolation. Cherry Valley lay a sunken mass of blood-wet cinders; Wyoming had gone up in a whirlwind of smoke, and the wretched Connecticut inhabitants were dead or fled; Andrustown was now no more, Springfield, Handsome Brook, Bowmans, Newtown-Martin--all these pretty English villages were vanished;... Long Stories - Post by : JoePace - Date : May 2012 - Author : Robert W. Chambers - Read : 2897

The Gay Rebellion - Chapter 27 The Gay Rebellion - Chapter 27

The Gay Rebellion - Chapter 27
CHAPTER XXVII"MISS LILY?" She lifted her head from the sofa cushion in the dark, dazzled by the sudden lamp-light. "What is it?" she asked, averting her face. "There's a gentleman says he'd like to see you----" The girl turned, still dully confused; then, rigid, sat bolt upright. "_Who?_" "A gentleman--said you don't know his name. Shall I show him in?" She managed to nod; her heart was beating so violently that she pressed her hand over it. He saw her sitting that way when he entered. She did not rise; pain and happiness, mingled, confusing her for a moment; and he... Long Stories - Post by : JoePace - Date : May 2012 - Author : Robert W. Chambers - Read : 3326

The Gay Rebellion - Chapter 26 The Gay Rebellion - Chapter 26

The Gay Rebellion - Chapter 26
CHAPTER XXVITHE next day he didn't appear, but a letter did. "I merely lied to you," he wrote. "All gamblers are liars. You should have passed by on the other side." Yes, that is what she should have done; she realised it now alone there in the sunny parlour with his letter. There was no chance for him; or, if there was, she had not been chosen as the instrument of his salvation. Slowly she turned her head and looked around her at her preparations--the pitiful little preparations for him--the childish stage setting for the scene of his salvation. The spotless... Long Stories - Post by : JoePace - Date : May 2012 - Author : Robert W. Chambers - Read : 1121

The Gay Rebellion - Chapter 25 The Gay Rebellion - Chapter 25

The Gay Rebellion - Chapter 25
CHAPTER XXVIT was in early June when she arrived in town again. He was in the lobby as usual; he lunched at the table by the window as usual. There seemed to be nothing changed about him except that he was a handsomer man than she had supposed him. She ate very little luncheon. As usual, he glanced at her once--a perfectly pleasant and inoffensive glance--and resumed his luncheon and his newspaper. He was always quiet, always alone. There seemed to be a curious sort of stillness which radiated from him, laying a spell upon his environment for a few paces... Long Stories - Post by : JoePace - Date : May 2012 - Author : Robert W. Chambers - Read : 1056

The Gay Rebellion - Chapter 21 The Gay Rebellion - Chapter 21

The Gay Rebellion - Chapter 21
CHAPTER XXI"LISTEN!" she whispered; "did you hear that?" "What?" he asked, dazed. "On the Bedford road! do you hear the horses? Do you hear them running?" "W-what horses?" "Tarleton's!" she gasped, pressing her white face between her hands. "Can't you hear their iron scabbards rattle? Can't you hear their bugle horn? Where is Jack? _Where is Jack?" A flurry of mellow music burst out among the trees, followed by a loud report. "Oh, God!" she whispered, "the British!" Brown stared at her. "Why, that's only an automobile horn--and their tire just blew out," he began, astonished. But she sprang past him,... Long Stories - Post by : JoePace - Date : May 2012 - Author : Robert W. Chambers - Read : 708

The Gay Rebellion - Chapter 20 The Gay Rebellion - Chapter 20

The Gay Rebellion - Chapter 20
CHAPTER XXHE went, first depositing his suit-case on the step outside by the cats, and followed her into a large, comfortable sitting room. "By jove," he said, "you know this is really mighty pretty! What a corking collection of old furniture! Where in the world did you find--or perhaps this is the original furniture of the place?" She said, looking around the room as though slightly perplexed: "This furniture was made to order for me in Boston." "Then it isn't genuine," he said, disappointed. "But it's a very clever imitation of antique colonial. It is really a wonderful copy." "I don't... Long Stories - Post by : JoePace - Date : May 2012 - Author : Robert W. Chambers - Read : 2423

The Gay Rebellion - Chapter 19 The Gay Rebellion - Chapter 19

The Gay Rebellion - Chapter 19
CHAPTER XIXWHILE he waited the cat looked up at him, curiously but pleasantly. "Hello, old lady," he said; and she arched her back and rubbed lightly against his nigh leg while the kittens tumbled over his shoes and played frantically with the frayed bottoms of his trousers. This preliminary welcome seemed to comfort him out of all proportion to its significance; he gazed complacently about at the trees and flowers, drew in deep breaths of the lilac's fragrance, and waited, listening contentedly for the coming foot-fall. He had not heard it when the door opened and a young girl appeared on... Long Stories - Post by : JoePace - Date : May 2012 - Author : Robert W. Chambers - Read : 2768

The Gay Rebellion - Chapter 18 The Gay Rebellion - Chapter 18

The Gay Rebellion - Chapter 18
CHAPTER XVIIIAS the extremes of fashionable feminine costume appear first on Fifth Avenue in late November, and in early December are imitated in Harlem, and finally in January pervade the metropolitan purlieus, so all the great cities of the Union, writhing in the throes of a fashionable suffragette revolution, presently inoculated the towns; and the towns infected the villages, and the villages the hamlets, and the hamlets passed the contagion along into the open country isolated farms and dicky-birds alone remained uninfected and receptive. It was even asserted by enthusiastic suffragettes that flocks of feminine dicky-birds had begun to assault... Long Stories - Post by : JoePace - Date : May 2012 - Author : Robert W. Chambers - Read : 2030

The Gay Rebellion - Chapter 17 The Gay Rebellion - Chapter 17

The Gay Rebellion - Chapter 17
CHAPTER XVIIA FEW minutes later, amid a hideous scene of riot young men were fleeing distractedly in every direction excited young girls were dragging them, struggling and screaming, into cabs even the police were rushing hither and thither in desperate search for a place to hide in, the Governor of New York and Professor Elizabeth Challis might have been seen whirling downtown in a taxicab toward the marriage license bureau. Her golden head lay close to his; his moustache rested against her delicately flushed cheek. A moment later she sat up straight in dire consternation. "Oh, those papers!... Long Stories - Post by : JoePace - Date : May 2012 - Author : Robert W. Chambers - Read : 3484

The Gay Rebellion - Chapter 16 The Gay Rebellion - Chapter 16

The Gay Rebellion - Chapter 16
CHAPTER XVIIT was now growing rather dark in the room. "I'm terribly sorry you feel this way," he said. She had averted her eyes and was now seated, chin in hand, looking out of the window. "Do you know," he said, "this is a rotten condition of affairs." "What do you mean?" she asked. "This attitude of women." "Is it more odious than the attitude of men?" "After all," he said, "man is born with the biceps. He was made to do the fighting." "Not all of the intellectual fighting." "No, of course not. But--you don't want him to rock the... Long Stories - Post by : JoePace - Date : May 2012 - Author : Robert W. Chambers - Read : 1762

The Gay Rebellion - Chapter 15 The Gay Rebellion - Chapter 15

The Gay Rebellion - Chapter 15
CHAPTER XVTHE Governor of the great State of New York was now running up Broadway with his borrowed sword between his legs and his borrowed uniform covered with confetti--footing it as earnestly as though he were running behind his ticket with New York County yet to hear from. After him sped bricks, vegetables, spot-eggs, and several exceedingly fashionable suffragettes, their perfectly gloved hands full of horsewhips, banners, and farm produce. But his excellency was now running strongly; one by one his eager and beautiful pursuers gave up the chase and fell out, panting and flushed from the exciting and exhilarating sport,... Long Stories - Post by : JoePace - Date : May 2012 - Author : Robert W. Chambers - Read : 2077