The Man of the HourGrosset & Dunlap, 1905 - 477 páginas The Man of the Hour was written by well-known popular magazine contributor Octave Thanet, the pseudonym used by Alice French. This story deals with the labor problem and with socialistic efforts to solve it. The hero of the tale is John Ivan Winslow, the only son of a Russian mother and an American father. As a child he is sensitive and impressionable and imbibes the nihilistic views of his mother who is strongly in sympathy with her oppressed people. Before her marriage Mrs. Winslow had been the Princess Olga Galitsuin and had met her husband when he was on a business trip to Russia. Not until after their marriage did Mr. Winslow discover his wife's socialistic tendencies, and these in connection with her impracticability and foreign ways caused unhappiness between them which led finally to their separation. |
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... Walter Tyler has done most of the work with him . He's on the executive committee and ( this is in confidence ) he's the man who has attended to most of the riot business . He's hand in glove with some of the old Spiess - Engel ...
... Walter Tyler has done most of the work with him . He's on the executive committee and ( this is in confidence ) he's the man who has attended to most of the riot business . He's hand in glove with some of the old Spiess - Engel ...
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... Walter Tyler- " " Johnny , he's an unscrupulous villain . I do know him . " " How ? At Hull House ? Peggy , you ought to be a little careful making acquaintances-- 99 “ Oh , ought I ? How about you ? But I never spoke to your precious ...
... Walter Tyler- " " Johnny , he's an unscrupulous villain . I do know him . " " How ? At Hull House ? Peggy , you ought to be a little careful making acquaintances-- 99 “ Oh , ought I ? How about you ? But I never spoke to your precious ...
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... Walter Tyler is in town , raising all the hell he can . How much , " - Hopkins blinked at the clock on the wall- " we shall know in about ten minutes . " " Say they'll walk out then ? " Hopkins nodded . " And how about Edgewater , Mr ...
... Walter Tyler is in town , raising all the hell he can . How much , " - Hopkins blinked at the clock on the wall- " we shall know in about ten minutes . " " Say they'll walk out then ? " Hopkins nodded . " And how about Edgewater , Mr ...
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... Walter Tyler had his feet under a table in a room of Burkholm Hall , with an open box of cigars and some schooners of beer to ease the cares of counsel , and four of the execu- tive committee of the Old Colony strikers were grouped ...
... Walter Tyler had his feet under a table in a room of Burkholm Hall , with an open box of cigars and some schooners of beer to ease the cares of counsel , and four of the execu- tive committee of the Old Colony strikers were grouped ...
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