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Short Stories: The Bride Comes to Yellow Sky by Stephen Crane

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It was a thin little oar and it seemed often ready to snap. In either hand the man held a long, heavy, blue-black revolver. The shadows on the sea slowly deepened. Coat, trousers, shirt, everything flew magically off him. She was leaning against a balustrade of gorgeous decoration, and the formidable bang to her hair was prominent.

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Short Stories: The Bride Comes to Yellow Sky by Stephen Crane

stephen crane short stories

All had become instantly solemn. As for the bride, her face had gone as yellow as old cloth. The captain naturally wished to knock it away with the end of the heavy painter; but he did not dare do it, because anything resembling an emphatic gesture would have capsized this freighted boat, and so with his open hand, the captain gently and carefully waved the gull away. Any room can present a tragic front; any room can be comic. . When he arrived at it, Potter's house presented the same still front as had the other adobes. The Swede continued to drink raw whiskey, meanwhile babbling at the barkeeper and trying to induce him to indulge in potations.

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The Open Boat

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It stood alone on the prairie, and when the snow was falling the town two hundred yards away was not visible. As the story progresses all four begin to feel hopeful when they see the lighthouse and at the end of the story there is a sense that the correspondent has changed and is grateful to have survived. No mind unused to the sea would have concluded that the dingey could ascend these sheer heights in time. But when he comes you'd better lay down on the floor, stranger. They began to play, and their interest in the game caused the others to forget the manner of the Swede.

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Save for the busy drummer and his companions in the saloon, Yellow Sky was dozing. Scully threw open the door. But still there was no offer of fight. And his boots had red tops with gilded imprints, of the kind beloved in winter by little sledding boys on the hillsides of New England. The two men faced each other, obedient to the harsh commands of Scully, whose face, in the subtly luminous gloom, could be seen set in the austere impersonal lines that are pictured on the countenances of the Roman veterans. But the waves continued their old impetuous swooping at the dingey, and the little craft, no longer under way, struggled woundily over them. Lean and the adjutant again looked at each other in a curious silent communication.

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Classic Short Stories by Stephen Crane

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It struck him even then as an event in gymnastics, and a true miracle of the sea. The Swede pushed open the door of the saloon and entered. The cowboy volunteered to become the partner of Johnnie, and they all then turned to ask the Swede to throw in his lot with the little Easterner, He asked some questions about the game, and, learning that it wore many names, and that he had played it when it was under an alias, he accepted the invitation. An over-turned boat in the surf is not a plaything to a swimming man. There was a great point gained there—ha, ha! Later he must have grown stupid at his work, for suddenly there was a growling of water, and a crest came with a roar and a swash into the boat, and it was a wonder that it did not set the cook afloat in his life-belt. A passenger, noting this play, grew excessively sardonic, and winked at himself in one of the numerous mirrors.

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Stephen Crane

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She seemed just a wee thing wallowing, miraculously top-up, at the mercy of five oceans. Seemingly for the first time he saw the drooping, drowning woman at the other man's side. They exchanged places carefully, and the oiler, cuddling down in the sea-water at the cook's side, seemed to go to sleep instantly. The new-comer leaned gracefully upon the bar, and recited many tales with the confidence of a bard who has come upon a new field. The cowboy returned his pan of pork to the fire, but his philosophy continued. The thing which had followed the boat and waited, had evidently grown bored at the delay.

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Stephen Crane Biography

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A number of square shapes loomed upon him finally, and he knew them as the houses of the main body of the town. Scully said that he would presently have to go to meet the 6. He sometimes seemed on the point of bursting into riotous song, and in all his madness he was encouraged by old Scully. He went to a sanatorium in the Black Forest of Badenweiler, Germany. Maybe they think we're damned fools.

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Short Stories: The Bride Comes to Yellow Sky by Stephen Crane

stephen crane short stories

His black eyes were wistfully fixed upon the captain's head. As he helped her down they each laughed on a false note. Stylistically, Crane's writing is characterized by vivid intensity, distinctive dialects, and irony. And so it happened that he was seated in this saloon with the two prominent local merchants and the district-attorney. The Swede made a movement then which announced that he thought he had encountered treachery from the only quarter where he had expected sympathy, if not help.


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Stephen Crane

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It shot forward, and a human body, this citadel of virtue, wisdom, power, was pierced as easily as if it had been a melon. Finally, a new sound struck the ears of the men in the boat. A few paces away the cowboy was lecturing the Swede. The name of Jack Potter, his ancient antagonist, entered his mind, and he concluded that it would be a glad thing if he should go to Potter's house and by bombardment induce him to come out and fight. Two rows of negro waiters, in glowing white suits, surveyed their entrance with the interest and also the equanimity of men who had been forewarned. But presently they were once more intent, their heads bent forward and their hands moving swiftly.

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