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Search - Cass Timberlane - A Novel Of Husbands And Wives

Cass Timberlane - A Novel Of Husbands And Wives
Author: Sinclair Lewis

CASS TIMBERLANE- A NOVEL OF HUSBANDS AND WIVES by SINCLAIR LEWIS. The scene of this story, the small city of Grand Republic in Central Minnesota, is entirely imaginary, as are all the characters. But I know tJiat the diameters will be identified, each of them with several different real persons in each of the Minne sota cities in which I have h... more »appily lingered: in Minneapolis, St. Paul, Winona, St. Cloud, Mankato, Fergus Falls and par ticularly, since it is only a little larger than Grand Republic and since I live there, in the radiant, sea-fronting, hillside city of Duluth. All such guesses will be wrong, but they will be so convincing that even the writer will be astonished to learn how exactly he has drawn some judge or doctor or banker or housewife of whom he has never heard, or regretful to discover how poison ously he is supposed to have described people of whom he is particularly fond. I UNTIL JINNY MARSHLAND was called to the stand, the Judge was deplorably sleepy. The case of Miss Tilda Hatter vs. the City of Grand Republic had been yawning its way through testimony about a not very interesting sidewalk. Plaintiffs attorney desired to show that the city had been remarkably negligent in leaving upon that side walk a certain lump of ice which, on February 7, 1941, at or about the hour of 9: 37 P. M., had caused the plaintiff to slip, to slide, and to be prone upon the public way, in a state of ignominy and sore pain. There had been an extravagant amount of data as to whether the lump of ice had been lurking sixteen, eighteen, or more than eighteen feet from the Clipper Hardware Store. And all that May afternoon the windows had been closed, to keep out street noises, and the court room had smelled, as it looked, like a schoolroom. Timberlane, J., was in an agony of drowsiness. He was faith ful enough, and he did not miss a word, but he heard it all as in sleep one hears malignant snoring. He was a young judge: the Honorable Cass Timberlane, of the Twenty-Second Judicial District, State of Minnesota. He was forty-one, and in his first year on the bench, after a term in Congress. He was a serious judge, a man of learning, a believer in the majesty of the law, and he looked like a tall Red Indian. But he was wishing that he were out bass-fishing, or at home, reading Walden or asleep on a cool leather couch. Preferably asleep. All the spectators in the room, all five of them, were yawning and chewing gum. The learned counsel for the plaintiff, Mr. Hervey Plint, the dullest lawyer in Grand Republic, a middle aged man with a miscellaneous sort of face, was questioning Miss Hatter. He was a word-dragger, an uh'er, a looker to the ceiling for new thoughts. Uh Miss Hatter, now will you tell us what was the uh the purpose of ^ our going out, that evening I mean, I mean 3 how did you happen to be out on an evening which I think all the previous testimony agrees that it was, well, I mean, uh, you might call it an inclement evening, but not such as would have prevented the, uh, the adequate cleaning of the thorough* fares - ' Jekshn leading quest, said the city attorney. Jekshn stained, said the Court. I will rephrase my question/' confided Mr. Flint. He was a willing rephraser, but the phrases always became duller and duller and duller. Sitting above them on the bench like Chief Iron Cloud, a lean figure of power, the young father of 'his people, Judge Timberlane started to repeat* the list of presidents, a charm which usually would keep him awake. He got through it fairly well, stumbling only on Martin Van Buren and Millard Fill more, as was reasonable, but he remained as sleepy as ever. Without missing any of Miss Hatter's more spectacular state ments, His Honor plunged

ISBN-13: 9781443728942
ISBN-10: 1443728942
Publication Date: 11/4/2008
Pages: 412
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Publisher: Lewis Press
Book Type: Hardcover
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