The Atlantic Monthly Volume 121

The Atlantic Monthly Volume 121

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1918 edition. Excerpt: ...the big ones racing over the little ones, and all so anxious. It gave me a kind of pleasure to watch them, because they could n't escape; but afterwards I felt kind of sick and I buried them in a corner of the garden where I never played; but always I had the feeling that it was still there, and at night I dreamed I was one of them, just a speck running desperately in circles, too, and all of them on top of me, and trampling me, and no way out, just to keep on running hideously.' Mrs. Byrne was so much touched by this letter that she asked her friend to give it to her. 'Edwin used to collect insects like that and torture them, ' she said. 'It was a phase he went through when he was little.' 'We all go through phases, as we develop. The world js going through a phase like that now, ' said Mrs. Brett. 'Presently it will feel sick, too, and we grown-ups will have that guilty feeling that "it" is still there. All these young bodies under the earth, ' she murmured to herself. Mrs. Byrne took the letter home and put it away among Edwin's. The handwriting on all the letters was the same. Wistfully, Mrs. Byrne, sitting in her library that autumnal afternoon, reread Edwin's short prosaic letters to herself. The postscript of the last one was more encouraging. 'I surely expect to get leave soon, for six weeks--any time now.' So he wrote to Doris 'reams," her friend had said, and he told her everything, and when he came back he would want to marry her--or at least be formally engaged. He was twenty now. Mrs. Byrne knew that she would not oppose it. Could she still tell him he was too young, when for these two years he had been enduring the things which only the very young have the fortitude to bear? She read the postscript again, more

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  • Paperback | 522 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 27mm | 921g
  • United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236892313
  • 9781236892317