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The Trail Of The Hawk - A Comedy Of The Seriousness Of Life - Part 3. The Adventure Of Love - Chapter 24 The Trail Of The Hawk - A Comedy Of The Seriousness Of Life - Part 3. The Adventure Of Love - Chapter 24

The Trail Of The Hawk - A Comedy Of The Seriousness Of Life - Part 3. The Adventure Of Love - Chapter 24
PART III. THE ADVENTURE OF LOVE. CHAPTER XXIV In October, 1912, a young man came with an enthusiastic letter from the president of the Aero Club to old Stephen VanZile, vice-president and general manager of the VanZile Motor Corporation of New York. The young man was quiet, self-possessed, an expert in regard to motors, used to meeting prominent men. He was immediately set to work at a tentative salary of $2,500 a year, to develop the plans of what he called the "Touricar"--an automobile with all camping accessories, which should enable motorists to travel independent of inns, add the joy of camping... Long Stories - Post by : stskelton - Date : May 2012 - Author : Sinclair Lewis - Read : 286

Babbitt - Chapter 34 Babbitt - Chapter 34

Babbitt - Chapter 34
Chapter XXXIV I THE Good Citizens' League had spread through the country, but nowhere was it so effective and well esteemed as in cities of the type of Zenith, commercial cities of a few hundred thousand inhabitants, most of which--though not all--lay inland, against a background of cornfields and mines and of small towns which depended upon them for mortgage-loans, table-manners, art, social philosophy and millinery. To the League belonged most of the prosperous citizens of Zenith. They were not all of the kind who called themselves "Regular Guys." Besides these hearty fellows, these salesmen of prosperity, there were... Long Stories - Post by : Smartyield - Date : April 2011 - Author : Sinclair Lewis - Read : 2109

Babbitt - Chapter 33 Babbitt - Chapter 33

Babbitt - Chapter 33
Chapter XXXIII I HE tried to explain to his wife, as they prepared for bed, how objectionable was Sheldon Smeeth, but all her answer was, "He has such a beautiful voice--so spiritual. I don't think you ought to speak of him like that just because you can't appreciate music!" He saw her then as a stranger; he stared bleakly at this plump and fussy woman with the broad bare arms, and wondered how she had ever come here. In his chilly cot, turning from aching side to side, he pondered of Tanis. "He'd been a fool to lose her.... Long Stories - Post by : DFHawk - Date : April 2011 - Author : Sinclair Lewis - Read : 3447

Babbitt - Chapter 32 Babbitt - Chapter 32

Babbitt - Chapter 32
Chapter XXXII I HIS wife was up when he came in. "Did you have a good time?" she sniffed. "I did not. I had a rotten time! Anything else I got to explain?" "George, how can you speak like--Oh, I don't know what's come over you!" "Good Lord, there's nothing come over me! Why do you look for trouble all the time?" He was warning himself, "Careful! Stop being so disagreeable. Course she feels it, being left alone here all evening." But he forgot his warning as she went on: "Why do you go... Long Stories - Post by : BizSuccess - Date : April 2011 - Author : Sinclair Lewis - Read : 3129

Babbitt - Chapter 31 Babbitt - Chapter 31

Babbitt - Chapter 31
Chapter XXXI I WHEN he was away from her, while he kicked about the garage and swept the snow off the running-board and examined a cracked hose-connection, he repented, he was alarmed and astonished that he could have flared out at his wife, and thought fondly how much more lasting she was than the flighty Bunch. He went in to mumble that he was "sorry, didn't mean to be grouchy," and to inquire as to her interest in movies. But in the darkness of the movie theater he brooded that he'd "gone and tied himself up to Myra all... Long Stories - Post by : Supapro - Date : April 2011 - Author : Sinclair Lewis - Read : 1508

Babbitt - Chapter 30 Babbitt - Chapter 30

Babbitt - Chapter 30
Chapter XXX I THE summer before, Mrs. Babbitt's letters had crackled with desire to return to Zenith. Now they said nothing of returning, but a wistful "I suppose everything is going on all right without me" among her dry chronicles of weather and sicknesses hinted to Babbitt that he hadn't been very urgent about her coming. He worried it: "If she were here, and I went on raising cain like I been doing, she'd have a fit. I got to get hold of myself. I got to learn to play around and yet not make a fool of myself.... Long Stories - Post by : realiconmedia - Date : April 2011 - Author : Sinclair Lewis - Read : 3199

Babbitt - Chapter 29 Babbitt - Chapter 29

Babbitt - Chapter 29
Chapter XXIX I THE assurance of Tanis Judique's friendship fortified Babbitt's self-approval. At the Athletic Club he became experimental. Though Vergil Gunch was silent, the others at the Roughnecks' Table came to accept Babbitt as having, for no visible reason, "turned crank." They argued windily with him, and he was cocky, and enjoyed the spectacle of his interesting martyrdom. He even praised Seneca Doane. Professor Pumphrey said that was carrying a joke too far; but Babbitt argued, "No! Fact! I tell you he's got one of the keenest intellects in the country. Why, Lord Wycombe... Long Stories - Post by : nas_boleh - Date : April 2011 - Author : Sinclair Lewis - Read : 2571

Babbitt - Chapter 28 Babbitt - Chapter 28

Babbitt - Chapter 28
Chapter XXVIII I MISS McGOUN came into his private office at three in the afternoon with "Lissen, Mr. Babbitt; there's a Mrs. Judique on the 'phone--wants to see about some repairs, and the salesmen are all out. Want to talk to her?" "All right." The voice of Tanis Judique was clear and pleasant. The black cylinder of the telephone-receiver seemed to hold a tiny animated image of her: lustrous eyes, delicate nose, gentle chin. "This is Mrs. Judique. Do you remember me? You drove me up here to the Cavendish Apartments and helped me find such a nice... Long Stories - Post by : leesumm - Date : April 2011 - Author : Sinclair Lewis - Read : 1324

Babbitt - Chapter 27 Babbitt - Chapter 27

Babbitt - Chapter 27
Chapter XXVII I THE strike which turned Zenith into two belligerent camps; white and red, began late in September with a walk-out of telephone girls and linemen, in protest against a reduction of wages. The newly formed union of dairy-products workers went out, partly in sympathy and partly in demand for a forty-four hour week. They were followed by the truck-drivers' union. Industry was tied up, and the whole city was nervous with talk of a trolley strike, a printers' strike, a general strike. Furious citizens, trying to get telephone calls through strike-breaking girls, danced helplessly. Every truck that... Long Stories - Post by : andrewb - Date : April 2011 - Author : Sinclair Lewis - Read : 2196

Babbitt - Chapter 26 Babbitt - Chapter 26

Babbitt - Chapter 26
Chapter XXVI I As he walked through the train, looking for familiar faces, he saw only one person whom he knew, and that was Seneca Doane, the lawyer who, after the blessings of being in Babbitt's own class at college and of becoming a corporation-counsel, had turned crank, had headed farmer-labor tickets and fraternized with admitted socialists. Though he was in rebellion, naturally Babbitt did not care to be seen talking with such a fanatic, but in all the Pullmans he could find no other acquaintance, and reluctantly he halted. Seneca Doane was a slight, thin-haired man, rather like Chum Frink... Long Stories - Post by : creed - Date : April 2011 - Author : Sinclair Lewis - Read : 1208

Babbitt - Chapter 25 Babbitt - Chapter 25

Babbitt - Chapter 25
Chapter XXV I HE awoke to stretch cheerfully as he listened to the sparrows, then to remember that everything was wrong; that he was determined to go astray, and not in the least enjoying the process. Why, he wondered, should he be in rebellion? What was it all about? "Why not be sensible; stop all this idiotic running around, and enjoy himself with his family, his business, the fellows at the club?" What was he getting out of rebellion? Misery and shame--the shame of being treated as an offensive small boy by a ragamuffin like Ida Putiak! And... Long Stories - Post by : dereka - Date : April 2011 - Author : Sinclair Lewis - Read : 2238

Babbitt - Chapter 24 Babbitt - Chapter 24

Babbitt - Chapter 24
Chapter XXIV I HIS visit to Paul was as unreal as his night of fog and questioning. Unseeing he went through prison corridors stinking of carbolic acid to a room lined with pale yellow settees pierced in rosettes, like the shoe-store benches he had known as a boy. The guard led in Paul. Above his uniform of linty gray, Paul's face was pale and without expression. He moved timorously in response to the guard's commands; he meekly pushed Babbitt's gifts of tobacco and magazines across the table to the guard for examination. He had nothing to say but... Long Stories - Post by : xstreamers - Date : April 2011 - Author : Sinclair Lewis - Read : 2876

Babbitt - Chapter 23 Babbitt - Chapter 23

Babbitt - Chapter 23
Chapter XXIII I HE was busy, from March to June. He kept himself from the bewilderment of thinking. His wife and the neighbors were generous. Every evening he played bridge or attended the movies, and the days were blank of face and silent. In June, Mrs. Babbitt and Tinka went East, to stay with relatives, and Babbitt was free to do--he was not quite sure what. All day long after their departure he thought of the emancipated house in which he could, if he desired, go mad and curse the gods without having to keep up a husbandly front.... Long Stories - Post by : Louis_Foussard - Date : April 2011 - Author : Sinclair Lewis - Read : 1814

Babbitt - Chapter 22 Babbitt - Chapter 22

Babbitt - Chapter 22
Chapter XXIII HE drove to the City Prison, not blindly, but with unusual fussy care at corners, the fussiness of an old woman potting plants. It kept him from facing the obscenity of fate. The attendant said, "Naw, you can't see any of the prisoners till three-thirty--visiting-hour." It was three. For half an hour Babbitt sat looking at a calendar and a clock on a whitewashed wall. The chair was hard and mean and creaky. People went through the office and, he thought, stared at him. He felt a belligerent defiance which broke into a wincing fear of this... Long Stories - Post by : chuckbutt - Date : April 2011 - Author : Sinclair Lewis - Read : 1337

Babbitt - Chapter 21 Babbitt - Chapter 21

Babbitt - Chapter 21
THE International Organization of Boosters' Clubs has be come a world-force for optimism, manly pleasantry, and good business. Chapters are to be found now in thirty countries. Nine hundred and twenty of the thousand chapters, however, are in the United States. None of these is more ardent than the Zenith Boosters' Club. The second March lunch of the Zenith Boosters was the most important of the year, as it was to be followed by the annual election of officers. There was agitation abroad. The lunch was held in the ballroom of the O'Hearn House. As each of the four hundred... Long Stories - Post by : wildgingerinn - Date : April 2011 - Author : Sinclair Lewis - Read : 3441

Babbitt - Chapter 20 Babbitt - Chapter 20

Babbitt - Chapter 20
Chapter XX I HE sat smoking with the piano-salesman, clinging to the warm refuge of gossip, afraid to venture into thoughts of Paul. He was the more affable on the surface as secretly he became more apprehensive, felt more hollow. He was certain that Paul was in Chicago without Zilla's knowledge, and that he was doing things not at all moral and secure. When the salesman yawned that he had to write up his orders, Babbitt left him, left the hotel, in leisurely calm. But savagely he said "Campbell Inn!" to the taxi-driver. He sat agitated on the slippery leather... Long Stories - Post by : andreas - Date : April 2011 - Author : Sinclair Lewis - Read : 2941

Babbitt - Chapter 19 Babbitt - Chapter 19

Babbitt - Chapter 19
Chapter XIX I THE Zenith Street Traction Company planned to build car-repair shops in the suburb of Dorchester, but when they came to buy the land they found it held, on options, by the Babbitt-Thompson Realty Company. The purchasing-agent, the first vice-president, and even the president of the Traction Company protested against the Babbitt price. They mentioned their duty toward stockholders, they threatened an appeal to the courts, though somehow the appeal to the courts was never carried out and the officials found it wiser to compromise with Babbitt. Carbon copies of the correspondence are in the company's... Long Stories - Post by : johnm59 - Date : April 2011 - Author : Sinclair Lewis - Read : 1833

Babbitt - Chapter 18 Babbitt - Chapter 18

Babbitt - Chapter 18
Chapter XVIII I THOUGH he saw them twice daily, though he knew and amply discussed every detail of their expenditures, yet for weeks together Babbitt was no more conscious of his children than of the buttons on his coat-sleeves. The admiration of Kenneth Escott made him aware of Verona. She had become secretary to Mr. Gruensberg of the Gruensberg Leather Company; she did her work with the thoroughness of a mind which reveres details and never quite understands them; but she was one of the people who give an agitating impression of being on the point of doing something desperate--of leaving... Long Stories - Post by : E._Olsen - Date : April 2011 - Author : Sinclair Lewis - Read : 609

Babbitt - Chapter 17 Babbitt - Chapter 17

Babbitt - Chapter 17
Chapter XVII I THERE are but three or four old houses in Floral Heights, and in Floral Heights an old house is one which was built before 1880. The largest of these is the residence of William Washington Eathorne, president of the First State Bank. The Eathorne Mansion preserves the memory of the "nice parts" of Zenith as they appeared from 1860 to 1900. It is a red brick immensity with gray sandstone lintels and a roof of slate in courses of red, green, and dyspeptic yellow. There are two anemic towers, one roofed with copper, the other crowned... Long Stories - Post by : sticky-bits - Date : April 2011 - Author : Sinclair Lewis - Read : 3408

Babbitt - Chapter 16 Babbitt - Chapter 16

Babbitt - Chapter 16
Chapter XVI THE certainty that he was not going to be accepted by the McKelveys made Babbitt feel guilty and a little absurd. But he went more regularly to the Elks; at a Chamber of Commerce luncheon he was oratorical regarding the wickedness of strikes; and again he saw himself as a Prominent Citizen. His clubs and associations were food comfortable to his spirit. Of a decent man in Zenith it was required that he should belong to one, preferably two or three, of the innumerous "lodges" and prosperity-boosting lunch-clubs; to the Rotarians, the Kiwanis, or the Boosters; to the Oddfellows,... Long Stories - Post by : BigRhino - Date : April 2011 - Author : Sinclair Lewis - Read : 661