The Love of Landry

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Dodd, Mead, 1900 - African Americans - 200 pages
 

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Page 73 - Nothing is quite so conceited as what we call civilization; and what does it mean after all, except to lie gracefully, to cheat legally, and to live as far away from God and Nature as the world limit will let. If it must mean that out here, pray God that it may never come to this part of the country.
Page 40 - With all the faith one may have in one's self, with all the strong hopefulness of youth, it is yet a terrible thing to be forced away from home, from all one loves, to an unknown, uncared-for country, there to fight, hand to hand with death, an uncertain fight. There is none of the rush and clamour of battle that keeps up the soldier's courage. There is no clang of the instruments of war. The panting warrior hears no loud huzzas, and yet the...
Page 49 - Yes, Denver, the city where so many hopes were blighted, where so many dreams came true, where so many fortunes went up and so many lives went down. Denver, over which Nature broods with mystic calm, and through which humanity struggles with hot, strenuous life.
Page 40 - ... in the gray day, in the pale morning, it goes on, and no one knows it save himself and death. Then if he go down, he knows no hero's honors; if he win, he has no special praise. And yet, it is a terrible lone, still fight.
Page 47 - I did n't mean to frighten him," said Mildred. "But it was such a new sight to me! I'll give him an extra tip before we leave." " You should make him pay you for turning him so near white, even for such a short space of time.
Page 103 - It has been brought to my ears that the women of Colorado are advocating riding their horses astride. Horrors ! And have made an appeal to the country on the score of humanity. Oh, Mildred, I cannot even contemplate the spectacle of a niece of mine astride a horse.
Page 45 - If that porter had been a blackbird instead of a black man, he would have flown, so great was his excitement. As it was, he came as near accomplishing that impossible feat as Nature, a narrow aisle, and a rolling car would allow him.
Page 39 - What a pity it is that women cannot smoke. They would weep less. The puffs that John Osborne took on his cigar that night were the full equivalent of Mildred's tears.
Page 69 - They were soon out and in the saddle and galloping away over the plains, the sun in her eyes and the wind in her hair, and the joy of youth and freedom throbbing in her heart.

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