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The Wolf's Long Howl   By: (1846-1913)

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THE WOLF'S LONG HOWL

by Stanley Waterloo

1899

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THE WOLF'S LONG HOWL AN ULM THE HAIR OF THE DOG THAT BIT HIM THE MAN WHO FELL IN LOVE A TRAGEDY OF THE FOREST THE PARASANGS LOVE AND A TRIANGLE AN EASTER ADMISSION PROFESSOR MORGAN'S MOON RED DOG'S SHOW WINDOW MARKHAM'S EXPERIENCE THE RED REVENGER A MURDERER'S ACCOMPLICE A MID PACIFIC FOURTH LOVE AND A LATCH KEY CHRISTMAS 200,000 B.C. THE CHILD THE BABY AND THE BEAR AT THE GREEN TREE CLUB THE RAIN MAKER WITHIN ONE LIFE'S SPAN

THE WOLF'S LONG HOWL

George Henry Harrison, though without living near kinfolk, had never considered himself alone in the world. Up to the time when he became thirty years of age he had always thought himself, when he thought of the matter at all, as fortunate in the extent of his friendships. He was acquainted with a great many people; he had a recognized social standing, was somewhat cleverer than the average man, and his instincts, while refined by education and experience, were decidedly gregarious and toward hearty companionship. He should have been a happy man, and had been one, in fact, up to the time when this trustworthy account begins; but just now, despite his natural buoyancy of spirit, he did not count himself among the blessed.

George Henry wanted to be at peace with all the world, and now there were obstacles in the way. He did not delight in aggressiveness, yet certain people were aggressive. In his club which he felt he must soon abandon he received from all save a minority of the members a hearty reception, and in his club he rather enjoyed himself for the hour, forgetting that conditions were different outside. On the streets he met men who bowed to him somewhat stiffly, and met others who recognized him plainly enough, but who did not bow. The postman brought daily a bunch of letters, addressed in various forms of stern commercial handwriting to George Henry Harrison, but these often lay unopened and neglected on his desk.

To tell the plain and unpleasant truth, George Henry Harrison had just become a poor man, a desperately poor man, and already realized that it was worse for a young man than an old one to rank among those who have "seen better days." Even after his money had disappeared in what had promised to be a good investment, he had for a time maintained his place, because, unfortunately for all concerned, he had been enabled to get credit; but there is an end to that sort of thing, and now, with his credit gone after his money, he felt his particular world slipping from him. He felt a change in himself, a certain on creeping paralysis of his social backbone. When practicable he avoided certain of his old friends, for he could see too plainly written on their faces the fear that he was about to request a trifling loan, though already his sense of honor, when he considered his prospects, had forced him to cease asking favors of the sort. There were faces which he had loved well which he could not bear to see with the look of mingled commiseration and annoyance he inspired.

And so it came that at this time George Henry Harrison was acquainted chiefly with grief with the wolf at his door. His mail, once blossoming with messages of good will and friendliness, became a desert of duns.

"Why is it," George Henry would occasionally ask himself there was no one else for him to talk to "why is it that when a man is sure of his meals every day he has endless invitations to dine out, but that when those events are matters of uncertainty he gets not a bidding to the feast?" This question, not a new one, baffling in its mystery and chilling to the marrow, George Henry classed with another he had heard somewhere: "Who is more happy: the hungry man who can get nothing to eat, or the rich man with an overladen table who can eat nothing?" The two problems ran together in his mind, like a couple of hounds in leash, during many a long night when he could not shut out from his ears the howling of the wolf... Continue reading book >>




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