Edition - At the Eleventh Hour - Fame and Fortune Weekly Edition
(source: NIU Libraries)
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Northern Illinois University
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Fame and Fortune Weekly
no. 624 (pages 27-28)
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At the Eleventh Hour
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Author:
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Clyde, Kit
(pseudonym used by Senarens, Luis (Lu), 1863-1939)
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September 14, 1917
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| First Sentence: |
The storm, which had been so closely brewing, had broken and spent itself; clouds driven and chased were shifting westward, and the masses of foliage overhanging the gate of Hastings Hall were dripping and glistening in the illume of the freshly-bathed moon, as a young girl, with hasty, faltering gait, passed through this stone portal and down the steps beyond into the deep, shadowy pathways made dim by ancient, widespread trees and the veil of approaching twilight. |
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And he did get over it, for he had chosen another wife within three months from the scene above recorded. |
