The Forged Note: A Romance of the Darker RacesMicheaux, Oscar
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The Forged Note: A Romance of the Darker Races
Micheaux, Oscar
African Americans -- Fiction
SYDNEY WYETH, An Observer, Who had the Courage of His Convictions.
MILDRED LATHAM, A Girl of Mystery, Whose Fortunes are What We
Follow.
FURGESON AND THURMAN, Originals, Who Possessed some Wit and Humor.
B.J. DICKSON, An Editor, and a Fighter of the Right Sort.
V.R. COLEMAN, (SLIM) A Summertime Professor and "Business Man". (?)
"LEGS", a "Crap Shooter", Who Reformed and Became a Hero.
JOHN MOORE, A Character, Who Read the Bible--and did Other Things.
MISS PALMER, Grasswidow and School Teacher, Who Desired to Remarry.
DR. RANDALL, A Druggist, Who Knew Everybody's Business.
WILSON JACOBS, A Minister, Who Works for Uplift among Black People.
CONSTANCE JACOBS, His Sister, a Friend of the Girl of Mystery.
STEPHEN MYER, With a Heart, but a Sinner, Who Died and Went to----.
THE FORGED NOTE
BOOK I.
CHAPTER ONE
_The Barrier_
He sat at a desk in the small office he had taken. Before him were
papers and bills--unpaid--and letters too, he had not opened, while to
one side were others he had read, and had typed replies thereto. He had
paused in his work, and was gazing stupidly at the litter before him.
His name was Sidney Wyeth, and his home was away off in the great
northwest, in a strip of territory known as the _Rosebud Country_. As we
meet him now, however, he is located on the fifth floor of an office
building, slightly toward the outskirts of the business district of one
of our great American cities. He is by profession an author, which might
explain his presence at a desk. It happens, however, that he is not
there this time as a weaver of dreams, but attending to matter in
connection with the circulation of his work, for he is his own
publisher.
At that moment, however, he was nothing, for he was sick. For days he
had felt a strange illness. Obviously it had almost reached an acute
stage; for, apparently unable to maintain an upright position at the
desk, he presently stretched himself face downward.
He might have been in this position an hour, or it might have been only
a few minutes; but of a sudden he was brought to a position again erect,
with ears alert, since he was sure he had heard a sound without. He
strained his ears in silence.
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