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Harold Frederic
Harold Frederic (1856–1898) was an American journalist and novelist known for his realistic portrayals of life in rural New York. He is best remembered for his novel "The Damnation of Theron Ware" (1896), which explores themes of religious doubt and moral conflict in a small-town setting. Frederic worked as a journalist for various publications, including "The New York Times", while also producing fiction that often focused on the social and cultural tensions of his time. His other notable works include "In the Valley" (1890) and "The Lawton Girl" (1890).
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CHAPTER I No such throng had ever before been seen in the building during all its eight years of existence. People were wedged together most uncomfortably upon the seats; they stood packed in the aisles and overflowed the galleries; at the back, in the shadows underneath these galleries, they formed broad, dense masses about the doors, through which it would be hopeless to attempt a passage. The light,...
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CHAPTER I THE battle was over, and the victor remained on the field—sitting alone with the hurly-burly of his thoughts. His triumph was so sweeping and comprehensive as to be somewhat shapeless to the view. He had a sense of fascinated pain when he tried to define to himself what its limits would probably be. Vistas of unchecked, expanding conquest stretched away in every direction. He held at his...
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