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Hey rub-a-dub-dub (1920) by: Theodore Dreiser

Hey rub-a-dub-dub (1920) by: Theodore Dreiser

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General Fiction

ISBN10: 1530554578
ISBN13: 9781530554577
Publisher: Createspace
Published: Mar 15 2016
Pages: 160
Weight: 0.73
Height: 0.34 Width: 7.99 Depth: 10.00
Language: English
Excerpt from Hey Rub-a-Dub-Dub: A Book of the Mystery and Wonder and Terror of Life I Have lived now to my fortieth year, and have seen a good deal of life. Just now, because of a stretch of poverty, I am living across the river from New York, in New Jersey, in sight of a splendid tower, the Woolworth Building on the lower end of Manhattan, which lifts its defiant spear of clay into the very maw of heaven. And although I am by no means as far from it as is Fifth Avenue, still I am a dweller in one of the shabbiest, most forlorn neighborhoods which the great metropolis affords. About me dwell principally Poles and Hungarians, who palaver in a lingo of which I know nothing and who live as I would despise to live, poor as I am. For, after all, in my hall-bedroom, which commands the river over the lumberyard, there is some attempt at intellectual adornment, whereas outside and around me there is little more than dull and to a certain extent aggrieved drudgery. Not so very far from me is a church, a great yellow structure which lifts its walls out of a ruck of cheap frame houses, and those muddy, unpaved streets which are the pride of Jersey City and Hoboken. Here, if I will, I can hear splendid masses intoned, see bright altars and stained glass windows and people going to confession and burning votive candles before images.

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