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Francis Lynde

The HelpersThe Helpers TO THE MEN AND WOMEN OF THEGUILD COMPASSIONATE,GREETING:Forasmuch as it hath seemed good in the eyes of many to write of those things which make for the disheartening of all humankind, these things are written in the hope that the God-gift of loving-kindness, shared alike b...

The WreckersLynde Francis The Wreckers I At Sand Creek Siding As a general proposition, I don't believe much in the things called "hunches." They are bad for the digestion, and as often as not are like those patent barometers that are always pointing to "Set Fair" when it is raining like Noah's f...

Pirates' HopePirates' Hope I INTRODUCING MR. MACHIAVELLI VAN DYCK To those who knew him best and had known him longest, Bonteck Van Dyck, sometime captain of his university eleven, a ball player with the highest batting average on the university nine, a large-lettered star in everything pertainin...

The City of Numbered DaysFrancis Lynde The City of Numbered Days I The Heptaderm It was not characteristic of Brouillard – the Brouillard Grislow knew best – that he should suffer the purely technical talk of dams and reservoirs, bed-rock anchorages, and the latest word in concrete structural pro...

The Real ManLynde Francis The Real Man I Host and Guest It is conceivable that, in Noah's time – say, on the day before the heavens opened and the floods descended – a complacent citizenry of Antediluvia might have sat out on its front porches, enjoying the sunset over Mount Ararat and speculatin...

A Romance in TransitLynde Francis A Romance in Transit I P. P. C. ARIADNE Train Number Three, the "Flying Kestrel," vestibuled, had crossed the yellow Rubicon of the West and was mounting toward the Occident up the gentle acclivities of the Great Plain. The morning was perfect, as early autumn mo...

The King of ArcadiaLynde Francis The King of Arcadia I THE CRYPTOGRAM The strenuous rush of the day of suddenly changed plans was over, and with Gardiner, the assistant professor of geology, to bid him God-speed, Ballard had got as far as the track platform gates of the Boston & Albany Statio...

Stranded in ArcadyLynde Francis Stranded in Arcady I THE MIDDLE OF NOWHERE At the half-conscious moment of awakening Prime had a confused impression that he must have gone to bed leaving the electric lights turned on full-blast. Succeeding impressions were even more disconcerting. It seemed that ...