In the swim : $b A story of currents and under-currents in gayest New YorkSavage, Richard
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In the swim : $b A story of currents and under-currents in gayest New York
Savage, Richard
New York (N.Y.) -- Fiction
IN THE SWIM.
IN THE SWIM
_A Story of
Currents and Under-Currents
in Gayest New York._
By
Richard Henry Savage
[Decoration]
Chicago and New York:
Rand, McNally & Company,
Publishers.
Copyright, 1898, by Richard Henry Savage.
All Rights Reserved.
CONTENTS.
BOOK I.
A RISING STAR.
Chapter. Pages
I—“Young Lochinvar has Come out of the West,” 5–23
II—The Drift of a Day in New York City, 24–43
III—A Frank Disclosure, 44–67
IV—“Wyman and Vreeland” Swing the Street, 68–88
V—Toward the Zenith, 89–110
BOOK II.
WITH THE CURRENT.
VI—In the “Elmleaf” Bachelor Apartments, 111–131
VII—“Plunger” Vreeland’s Gay Life, “Under the Rose,” 132–151
VIII—Miss Romaine Garland, Stenographer, 152–170
IX—Senator Alynton’s Colleague, 171–188
X—An Interview at Lakemere. Some Ingenious
Mechanism. “Whose Picture is That?” 189–209
BOOK III.
ON A LEE SHORE.
XI—Miss Marble’s Waterloo! A Lost Lamb! Her
Vacant Chair. Senator Garston’s Disclosure.
Sara Conyers’ Mission. Miss Garland’s
Dishonorable Discharge. A Defiance to the
Death. “Robbed!” 210–234
XII—Mine and Countermine, 235–257
XIII—A Wedding in High Life, 258–279
XIV—For the Child’s Sake! 280–315
XV—In the Dark Waters, 316–361
IN THE SWIM.
BOOK I—A Rising Star.
CHAPTER I.
“YOUNG LOCHINVAR HAS COME OUT OF THE WEST.”
There was an expression of sullen discontent upon the handsome features
of Mr. Harold Vreeland (gentleman unattached), as the inbound Hudson
River train dashed along under the castled cliffs of Rhinebeck.
The afternoon was fair—the river of all rivers glittered gaily in the
sun, and a dreamy peace rested on field and stream. But, the peace of
this June afternoon of ’95 entered not into the young wayfarer’s soul.
The five years which the traveler from nowhere in particular had thrown
away in the far wilds of the sporadic West had not yet robbed his
chiseled features of the good looks which he had borne away from old
Nassau.
And, though his glittering blue eye had been trained to a habitual
impassiveness by much frontier poker, he had always abjured that Rocky
Mountain whisky which “biteth like an adder.”
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