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01-07-2002, 20:27:02: The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald Chapter 1 In my younger and more vulnerable years my father gave me some advice that I've been turning over in my mind ever since. "Whenever you feel like criticizing any one,." he told me, "just remember that all the people in this world haven't had the advantages that you've had.." He didn't say any more, but we've always been unusually communicative in a reserved way, and I understood that he meant a great deal more than that. In consequence, I'm inclined to reserve all judgments, a habit that has opened up many curious natures to me and also made me the victim of not a few veteran bores. The abnormal mind is quick to detect and attach itself to this quality when it appears in a normal person, and so it came about that in college I was unjustly accused of being a politician, because I was privy to the secret griefs of wild, unknown men. Most of the confidences were unsought - frequently I have feigned sleep, preoccupation, or a hostile levity when I realized by some unmistakable sign that an intimate revelation was quivering on the horizon; for the intimate revelations of young men, or at least the terms in which they express them, are usually plagiaristic and marred by obvious suppressions. Reserving judgments is a matter of infinite hope. I am still a little afraid of missing something if I forget that, as my father snobbishly suggested, and I snobbishly repeat, a sense of the fundamental decencies is parcelled out unequally at birth. And, after boasting this way of my tolerance, I come to the admission that it has a limit. Conduct may be founded on the hard rock or the wet marshes, but after a certain point I don't care what it's founded on. When I came back from the East last autumn I felt that I wanted the world to be in uniform and at a sort of moral attention forever; I wanted no more riotous excursions with privileged glimpses into the human heart. Only Gatsby, the man who gives his name to this book, was exempt from my reaction - Gatsby, who represented everything for which I have an unaffected scorn. If personality is an unbroken series of successful gestures, then there was something gorgeous about him, some heightened sensitivity to the promises of life, as if he were related to one of those intricate machines that register earthquakes ten thousand miles away. This responsiveness had nothing to do with that flabby impressionability which is dignified under the name of the "creative temperament." - it was an extraordinary gift for hope, a romantic readiness such as I have never found in any other person and which it is not likely I shall ever find again. No - Gatsby turned out all right at the end; it is what preyed on Gatsby, what foul dust floated in the wake of his dreams that temporarily closed out my interest in the abortive sorrows and short-winded elations of men. My family have been prominent, well-to-do people in this Middle Western city for three generations. The Carraways are something of a clan, and we have a tradition that we're descended from the Dukes of Buccleuch, but the actual founder of my line was my grandfather's brother, who came here in fifty-one, sent a substitute to the Civil War, and started the wholesale hardware business that my father carries on to-day. I never saw this great-uncle, but I'm supposed to look like him - with special reference to the rather hard-boiled painting that hangs in father's office I graduated from New Haven in 1915, just a quarter of a century after my father, and a little later I participated in that delayed Teutonic migration known as the Great War. I enjoyed the counter-raid so thoroughly that I came back restless. Instead of being the warm centre of the world, the Middle West now seemed like the ragged edge of the universe - so I decided to go East and learn the bond business. Everybody I knew was in the bond business, so I supposed it could support one more single man. All my aunts and uncles talked it over as if they were choosing a prep school for me, and finally said, "Why - ye-es,." with very grave, hesitant faces. Father agreed to finance me for a year, and after various delays I came East, permanently, I thought, in the spring of twenty-two. The practical thing was to find rooms in the city, but it was a warm season, and I had just left a country of wide lawns and friendly trees, so when a young man at the office suggested that we take a house together in a commuting town, it sounded like a great idea. He found the house, a weather-beaten cardboard bungalow at eighty a month, but at the last minute the firm ordered him to Washington, and I went out to the country alone. I had a dog - at least I had him for a few days until he ran away - and an old Dodge and a Finnish woman, who made my bed and cooked breakfast and muttered Finnish wisdom to herself over the electric stove. It was lonely for a day or so until one morning some man, more recently arrived than I, stopped me on the road. "How do you get to West Egg village?." he asked helplessly. I told him. And as I walked on I was lonely no longer. I was a guide, a pathfinder, an original settler. He had casually conferred on me the freedom of the neighborhood. And so with the sunshine and the great bursts of leaves growing on the trees, just as things grow in fast movies, I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer. There was so much to read, for one thing, and so much fine health to be pulled down out of the young breath-giving air. I bought a dozen volumes on banking and credit and investment securities, and they stood on my shelf in red and gold like new money from the mint, promising to unfold the shining secrets that only Midas and Morgan and Maecenas knew. And I had the high intention of reading many other books besides. I was rather literary in college - one year I wrote a series of very solemn and obvious editorials for the "Yale News." - and now I was going to bring back all such things into my life and become again that most limited of all specialists, the "well-rounded man.." This isn't just an epigram - life is much more successfully looked at from a single window, after all. It was a matter of chance that I should have rented a house in one of the strangest communities in North America. It was on that slender riotous island which extends itself due east of New York - and where there are, among other natural curiosities, two unusual formations of land. Twenty miles from the city a pair of enormous eggs, identical in contour and separated only by a courtesy bay, jut out into the most domesticated body of salt water in the Western hemisphere, the great wet barnyard of Long Island Sound. they are not perfect ovals - like the egg in the Columbus story, they are both crushed flat at the contact end - but their physical resemblance must be a source of perpetual confusion to the gulls that fly overhead. to the wingless a more arresting phenomenon is their dissimilarity in every particular except shape and size. I lived at West Egg, the - well, the less fashionable of the two, though this is a most superficial tag to express the bizarre and not a little sinister contrast between them. my house was at the very tip of the egg, only fifty yards from the Sound, and squeezed between two huge places that rented for twelve or fifteen thousand a season. the one on my right was a colossal affair by any standard - it was a factual imitation of some Hotel de Ville in Normandy, with a tower on one side, spanking new under a thin beard of raw ivy, and a marble swimming pool, and more than forty acres of lawn and garden. it was Gatsby's mansion. Or, rather, as I didn't know Mr. Gatsby, it was a mansion inhabited by a gentleman of that name. My own house was an eyesore, but it was a small eyesore, and it had been overlooked, so I had a view of the water, a partial view of my neighbor's lawn, and the consoling proximity of millionaires - all for eighty dollars a month. Across the courtesy bay the white palaces of fashionable East Egg glittered along the water, and the history of the summer really begins on the evening I drove over there to have dinner with the Tom Buchanans. Daisy was my second cousin once removed, and I'd known Tom in college. And just after the war I spent two days with them in Chicago. Her husband, among various physical accomplishments, had been one of the most powerful ends that ever played football at New Haven - a national figure in a way, one of those men who reach such an acute limited excellence at twenty-one that everything afterward savors of anti-climax. His family were enormously wealthy - even in college his freedom with money was a matter for reproach - but now he'd left Chicago and come East in a fashion that rather took your breath away: for instance, he'd brought down a string of polo ponies from Lake Forest. it was hard to realize that a man in my own generation was wealthy enough to do that. Why they came East I don't know. They had spent a year in France for no particular reason, and then drifted here and there unrestfully wherever people played polo and were rich together. This was a permanent move, said Daisy over the telephone, but I didn't believe it - I had no sight into Daisy's heart, but I felt that Tom would drift on forever seeking, a little wistfully, for the dramatic turbulence of some irrecoverable football game. And so it happened that on a warm windy evening I drove over to East Egg to see two old friends whom I scarcely knew at all. Their house was even more elaborate than I expected, a cheerful red-and-white Georgian Colonial mansion, overlooking the bay. The lawn started at the beach and ran toward the front door for a quarter of a mile, jumping over sun-dials and brick walks and burning gardens - finally when it reached the house drifting up the side in bright vines as though from the momentum of its run. The front was broken by a line of French windows, glowing now with reflected gold and wide open to the warm windy afternoon, and Tom Buchanan in riding clothes was standing with his legs apart on the front porch. He had changed since his New Haven years. Now he was a sturdy straw-haired man of thirty with a rather hard mouth and a supercilious manner. Two shining arrogant eyes had established dominance over his face and gave him the appearance of always leaning aggressively forward. Not even the effeminate swank of his riding clothes could hide the enormous power of that body - he seemed to fill those glistening boots until he strained the top lacing, and you could see a great pack of muscle shifting when his shoulder moved under his thin coat. It was a body capable of enormous leverage - a cruel body. His speaking voice, a gruff husky tenor, added to the impression of fractiousness he conveyed. There was a touch of paternal contempt in it, even toward people he liked - and there were men at New Haven who had hated his guts. "Now, don't think my opinion on these matters is final,." he seemed to say, "just because I'm stronger and more of a man than you are.." We were in the same senior society, and while we were never intimate I always had the impression that he approved of me and wanted me to like him with some harsh, defiant wistfulness of his own. We talked for a few minutes on the sunny porch. "I've got a nice place here,." he said, his eyes flashing about restlessly. Turning me around by one arm, he moved a broad flat hand along the front vista, including in its sweep a sunken Italian garden, a half acre of deep, pungent roses, and a snub-nosed motor-boat that bumped the tide offshore. "It belonged to Demaine, the oil man.." He turned me around again, politely and abruptly. "We'll go inside.." We walked through a high hallway into a bright rosy-colored space, fragilely bound into the house by French windows at either end. The windows were ajar and gleaming white against the fresh grass outside that seemed to grow a little way into the house. A breeze blew through the room, blew curtains in at one end and out the other like pale flags, twisting them up toward the frosted wedding-cake of the ceiling, and then rippled over the wine-colored rug, making a shadow on it as wind does on the sea. The only completely stationary object in the room was an enormous couch on which two young women were buoyed up as though upon an anchored balloon. They were both in white, and their dresses were rippling and fluttering as if they had just been blown back in after a short flight around the house. I must have stood for a few moments listening to the whip and snap of the curtains and the groan of a picture on the wall. Then there was a boom as Tom Buchanan shut the rear windows and the caught wind died out about the room, and the curtains and the rugs and the two young women ballooned slowly to the floor. The younger of the two was a stranger to me. She was extended full length at her end of the divan, completely motionless, and with her chin raised a little, as if she were balancing something on it which was quite likely to fall. If she saw me out of the corner of her eyes she gave no hint of it - indeed, I was almost surprised into murmuring an apology for having disturbed her by coming in. The other girl, Daisy, made an attempt to rise - she leaned slightly forward with a conscientious expression - then she laughed, an absurd, charming little laugh, and I laughed too and came forward into the room. "I'm p-paralyzed with happiness.." 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Her face was sad and lovely with bright things in it, bright eyes and a bright passionate mouth, but there was an excitement in her voice that men who had cared for her found difficult to forget: a singing compulsion, a whispered "Listen,." a promise that she had done gay, exciting things just a while since and that there were gay, exciting things hovering in the next hour. I told her how I had stopped off in Chicago for a day on my way East, and how a dozen people had sent their love through me. "Do they miss me?." she cried ecstatically. "The whole town is desolate. All the cars have the left rear wheel painted black as a mourning wreath, and there's a persistent wail all night along the north shore.." "How gorgeous! Let's go back, Tom. To-morrow!." Then she added irrelevantly: "You ought to see the baby.." "I'd like to.." "She's asleep. She's three years old. Haven't you ever seen her?." "Never.." "Well, you ought to see her. She's - -." Tom Buchanan, who had been hovering restlessly about the room, stopped and rested his hand on my shoulder. "What you doing, Nick?." "I'm a bond man.." "Who with?." I told him. "Never heard of them,." he remarked decisively. This annoyed me. "You will,." I answered shortly. "You will if you stay in the East.." "Oh, I'll stay in the East, don't you worry,." he said, glancing at Daisy and then back at me, as if he were alert for something more. "I'd be a God damned fool to live anywhere else.." At this point Miss Baker said: "Absolutely!." with such suddenness that I started - it was the first word she uttered since I came into the room. Evidently it surprised her as much as it did me, for she yawned and with a series of rapid, deft movements stood up into the room. "I'm stiff,." she complained, "I've been lying on that sofa for as long as I can remember.." "Don't look at me,." Daisy retorted, "I've been trying to get you to New York all afternoon.." "No, thanks,." said Miss Baker to the four cocktails just in from the pantry, "I'm absolutely in training.." Her host looked at her incredulously. "You are!." He took down his drink as if it were a drop in the bottom of a glass. "How you ever get anything done is beyond me.." I looked at Miss Baker, wondering what it was she "got done.." I enjoyed looking at her. She was a slender, small-breasted girl, with an erect carriage, which she accentuated by throwing her body backward at the shoulders like a young cadet. Her gray sun-strained eyes looked back at me with polite reciprocal curiosity out of a wan, charming, discontented face. It occurred to me now that I had seen her, or a picture of her, somewhere before. "You live in West Egg,." she remarked contemptuously. "I know somebody there.." "I don't know a single - -." "You must know Gatsby.." "Gatsby?." demanded Daisy. "What Gatsby?." Before I could reply that he was my neighbor dinner was announced; wedging his tense arm imperatively under mine, Tom Buchanan compelled me from the room as though he were moving a checker to another square. Slenderly, languidly, their hands set lightly on their hips, the two young women preceded us out onto a rosy-colored porch, open toward the sunset, where four candles flickered on the table in the diminished wind. "Why candles?." objected Daisy, frowning. She snapped them out with her fingers. "In two weeks it'll be the longest day in the year.." She looked at us all radiantly. "Do you always watch for the longest day of the year and then miss it? I always watch for the longest day in the year and then miss it.." "We ought to plan something,." yawned Miss Baker, sitting down at the table as if she were getting into bed. "All right,." said Daisy. "What'll we plan?." She turned to me helplessly: "What do people plan?." Before I could answer her eyes fastened with an awed expression on her little finger. "Look!." she complained; "I hurt it.." We all looked - the knuckle was black and blue. "You did it, Tom,." she said accusingly. "I know you didn't mean to, but you did do it. That's what I get for marrying a brute of a man, a great, big, hulking physical specimen of a - -." "I hate that word hulking,." objected Tom crossly, "even in kidding.." "Hulking,." insisted Daisy. Sometimes she and Miss Baker talked at once, unobtrusively and with a bantering inconsequence that was never quite chatter, that was as cool as their white dresses and their impersonal eyes in the absence of all desire. They were here, and they accepted Tom and me, making only a polite pleasant effort to entertain or to be entertained. They knew that presently dinner would be over and a little later the evening too would be over and casually put away. It was sharply different from the West, where an evening was hurried from phase to phase toward its close, in a continually disappointed anticipation or else in sheer nervous dread of the moment itself. "You make me feel uncivilized, Daisy,." I confessed on my second glass of corky but rather impressive claret. "Can't you talk about crops or something?." I meant nothing in particular by this remark, but it was taken up in an unexpected way. "Civilization's going to pieces,." broke out Tom violently. "I've gotten to be a terrible pessimist about things. Have you read 'The Rise of the Colored Empires' by this man Goddard?." "Why, no,." I answered, rather surprised by his tone. "Well, it's a fine book, and everybody ought to read it. The idea is if we don't look out the white race will be - will be utterly submerged. It's all scientific stuff; it's been proved.." "Tom's getting very profound,." said Daisy, with an expression of unthoughtful sadness. "He reads deep books with long words in them. What was that word we - -." "Well, these books are all scientific,." insisted Tom, glancing at her impatiently. "This fellow has worked out the whole thing. It's up to us, who are the dominant race, to watch out or these other races will have control of things.." "We've got to beat them down,." whispered Daisy, winking ferociously toward the fervent sun. "You ought to live in California - ." began Miss Baker, but Tom interrupted her by shifting heavily in his chair. "This idea is that we're Nordics. I am, and you are, and you are, and - ." After an infinitesimal hesitation he included Daisy with a slight nod, and she winked at me again. " - And we've produced all the things that go to make civilization - oh, science and art, and all that. Do you see?." There was something pathetic in his concentration, as if his complacency, more acute than of old, was not enough to him any more. When, almost immediately, the telephone rang inside and the butler left the porch Daisy seized upon the momentary interruption and leaned toward me. "I'll tell you a family secret,." she whispered enthusiastically. "It's about the butler's nose. Do you want to hear about the butler's nose?." "That's why I came over to-night.." "Well, he wasn't always a butler; he used to be the silver polisher for some people in New York that had a silver service for two hundred people. He had to polish it from morning till night, until finally it began to affect his nose - ." "Things went from bad to worse,." suggested Miss Baker. "Yes. Things went from bad to worse, until finally he had to give up his position.." For a moment the last sunshine fell with romantic affection upon her glowing face; her voice compelled me forward breathlessly as I listened - then the glow faded, each light deserting her with lingering regret, like children leaving a pleasant street at dusk. The butler came back and murmured something close to Tom's ear, whereupon Tom frowned, pushed back his chair, and without a word went inside. As if his absence quickened something within her, Daisy leaned forward again, her voice glowing and singing. "I love to see you at my table, Nick. You remind me of a - of a rose, an absolute rose. Doesn't he?." She turned to Miss Baker for confirmation: "An absolute rose?." This was untrue. I am not even faintly like a rose. She was only extemporizing, but a stirring warmth flowed from her, as if her heart was trying to come out to you concealed in one of those breathless, thrilling words. Then suddenly she threw her napkin on the table and excused herself and went into the house. Miss Baker and I exchanged a short glance consciously devoid of meaning. I was about to speak when she sat up alertly and said "Sh!." in a warning voice. A subdued impassioned murmur was audible in the room beyond, and Miss Baker leaned forward unashamed, trying to hear. The murmur trembled on the verge of coherence, sank down, mounted excitedly, and then ceased altogether. "This Mr. Gatsby you spoke of is my neighbor - -." I said. "Don't talk. I want to hear what happens.." "Is something happening?." I inquired innocently. "You mean to say you don't know?." said Miss Baker, honestly surprised. "I thought everybody knew.." "I don't.." "Why - -." she said hesitantly, "Tom's got some woman in New York.." "Got some woman?." I repeated blankly. Miss Baker nodded. "She might have the decency not to telephone him at dinner time. Don't you think?." Almost before I had grasped her meaning there was the flutter of a dress and the crunch of leather boots, and Tom and Daisy were back at the table. "It couldn't be helped!." cried Daisy with tense gayety. She sat down, glanced searchingly at Miss Baker and then at me, and continued: "I looked outdoors for a minute, and it's very romantic outdoors. There's a bird on the lawn that I think must be a nightingale come over on the Cunard or White Star Line. He's singing away - -." Her voice sang: "It's romantic, isn't it, Tom?." "Very romantic,." he said, and then miserably to me: "If it's light enough after dinner, I want to take you down to the stables.." The telephone rang inside, startlingly, and as Daisy shook her head decisively at Tom the subject of the stables, in fact all subjects, vanished into air. Among the broken fragments of the last five minutes at table I remember the candles being lit again, pointlessly, and I was conscious of wanting to look squarely at every one, and yet to avoid all eyes. I couldn't guess what Daisy and Tom were thinking, but I doubt if even Miss Baker, who seemed to have mastered a certain hardy scepticism, was able utterly to put this fifth guest's shrill metallic urgency out of mind. To a certain temperament the situation might have seemed intriguing - my own instinct was to telephone immediately for the police. The horses, needless to say, were not mentioned again. Tom and Miss Baker, with several feet of twilight between them, strolled back into the library, as if to a vigil beside a perfectly tangible body, while, trying to look pleasantly interested and a little deaf, I followed Daisy around a chain of connecting verandas to the porch in front. In its deep gloom we sat down side by side on a wicker settee. Daisy took her face in her hands as if feeling its lovely shape, and her eyes moved gradually out into the velvet dusk. I saw that turbulent emotions possessed her, so I asked what I thought would be some sedative questions about her little girl. "We don't know each other very well, Nick,." she said suddenly. "Even if we are cousins. You didn't come to my wedding.." "I wasn't back from the war.." "That's true.." She hesitated. "Well, I've had a very bad time, Nick, and I'm pretty cynical about everything.." Evidently she had reason to be. I waited but she didn't say any more, and after a moment I returned rather feebly to the subject of her daughter. "I suppose she talks, and - eats, and everything.." "Oh, yes.." She looked at me absently. "Listen, Nick; let me tell you what I said when she was born. Would you like to hear?." "Very much.." "It'll show you how I've gotten to feel about - things. Well, she was less than an hour old and Tom was God knows where. I woke up out of the ether with an utterly abandoned feeling, and asked the nurse right away if it was a boy or a girl. She told me it was a girl, and so I turned my head away and wept. 'all right,' I said, 'I'm glad it's a girl. And I hope she'll be a fool - that's the best thing a girl can be in this world, a beautiful little fool.' "You see I think everything's terrible anyhow,." she went on in a convinced way. "Everybody thinks so - the most advanced people. And I know. I've been everywhere and seen everything and done everything.." Her eyes flashed around her in a defiant way, rather like Tom's, and she laughed with thrilling scorn. "Sophisticated - God, I'm sophisticated!." The instant her voice broke off, ceasing to compel my attention, my belief, I felt the basic insincerity of what she had said. It made me uneasy, as though the whole evening had been a trick of some sort to exact a contributory emotion from me. I waited, and sure enough, in a moment she looked at me with an absolute smirk on her lovely face, as if she had asserted her membership in a rather distinguished secret society to which she and Tom belonged. Inside, the crimson room bloomed with light. Tom and Miss Baker sat at either end of the long couch and she read aloud to him from the "Saturday Evening Post." - the words, murmurous and uninflected, running together in a soothing tune. The lamp-light, bright on his boots and dull on the autumn-leaf yellow of her hair, glinted along the paper as she turned a page with a flutter of slender muscles in her arms. When we came in she held us silent for a moment with a lifted hand. "To be continued,." she said, tossing the magazine on the table, "in our very next issue.." Her body asserted itself with a restless movement of her knee, and she stood up. "Ten o'clock,." she remarked, apparently finding the time on the ceiling. "Time for this good girl to go to bed.." "Jordan's going to play in the tournament to-morrow,." explained Daisy, "over at Westchester.." "Oh - you're *Jordan Baker.." I knew now why her face was familiar - its pleasing contemptuous expression had looked out at me from many rotogravure pictures of the sporting life at Asheville and Hot Springs and Palm Beach. I had heard some story of her too, a critical, unpleasant story, but what it was I had forgotten long ago. "Good night,." she said softly. "Wake me at eight, won't you.." "If you'll get up.." "I will. Good night, Mr. Carraway. See you anon.." "Of course you will,." confirmed Daisy. "In fact I think I'll arrange a marriage. Come over often, Nick, and I'll sort of - oh - fling you together. You know - lock you up accidentally in linen closets and push you out to sea in a boat, and all that sort of thing - -." "Good night,." called Miss Baker from the stairs. "I haven't heard a word.." "She's a nice girl,." said Tom after a moment. "They oughtn't to let her run around the country this way.." "Who oughtn't to?." inquired Daisy coldly. "Her family.." "Her family is one aunt about a thousand years old. Besides, Nick's going to look after her, aren't you, Nick? She's going to spend lots of week-ends out here this summer. I think the home influence will be very good for her.." Daisy and Tom looked at each other for a moment in silence. "Is she from New York?." I asked quickly. "From Louisville. Our white girlhood was passed together there. Our beautiful white - -." "Did you give Nick a little heart to heart talk on the veranda?." demanded Tom suddenly. "Did I?." She looked at me. "I can't seem to remember, but I think we talked about the Nordic race. Yes, I'm sure we did. It sort of crept up on us and first thing you know - -." "Don't believe everything you hear, Nick,." he advised me. I said lightly that I had heard nothing at all, and a few minutes later I got up to go home. They came to the door with me and stood side by side in a cheerful square of light. As I started my motor Daisy peremptorily called: "Wait! "I forgot to ask you something, and it's important. We heard you were engaged to a girl out West.." "That's right,." corroborated Tom kindly. "We heard that you were engaged.." "It's libel. I'm too poor.." "But we heard it,." insisted Daisy, surprising me by opening up again in a flower-like way. "We heard it from three people, so it must be true.." Of course I knew what they were referring to, but I wasn't even vaguely engaged. The fact that gossip had published the banns was one of the reasons I had come East. You can't stop going with an old friend on account of rumors, and on the other hand I had no intention of being rumored into marriage. Their interest rather touched me and made them less remotely rich - nevertheless, I was confused and a little disgusted as I drove away. It seemed to me that the thing for Daisy to do was to rush out of the house, child in arms - but apparently there were no such intentions in her head. As for Tom, the fact that he "had some woman in New York." was really less surprising than that he had been depressed by a book. Something was making him nibble at the edge of stale ideas as if his sturdy physical egotism no longer nourished his peremptory heart. Already it was deep summer on roadhouse roofs and in front of wayside garages, where new red gas-pumps sat out in pools of light, and when I reached my estate at West Egg I ran the car under its shed and sat for a while on an abandoned grass roller in the yard. The wind had blown off, leaving a loud, bright night, with wings beating in the trees and a persistent organ sound as the full bellows of the earth blew the frogs full of life. The silhouette of a moving cat wavered across the moonlight, and turning my head to watch it, I saw that I was not alone - fifty feet away a figure had emerged from the shadow of my neighbor's mansion and was standing with his hands in his pockets regarding the silver pepper of the stars. Something in his leisurely movements and the secure position of his feet upon the lawn suggested that it was Mr. Gatsby himself, come out to determine what share was his of our local heavens. I decided to call to him. Miss Baker had mentioned him at dinner, and that would do for an introduction. But I didn't call to him, for he gave a sudden intimation that he was content to be alone - he stretched out his arms toward the dark water in a curious way, and, far as I was from him, I could have sworn he was trembling. Involuntarily I glanced seaward - and distinguished nothing except a single green light, minute and far away, that might have been the end of a dock. When I looked once more for Gatsby he had vanished, and I was alone again in the unquiet darkness.

01-07-2002, 20:27:20: The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald Chapter 1 In my younger and more vulnerable years my father gave me some advice that I've been turning over in my mind ever since. "Whenever you feel like criticizing any one,." he told me, "just remember that all the people in this world haven't had the advantages that you've had.." He didn't say any more, but we've always been unusually communicative in a reserved way, and I understood that he meant a great deal more than that. In consequence, I'm inclined to reserve all judgments, a habit that has opened up many curious natures to me and also made me the victim of not a few veteran bores. The abnormal mind is quick to detect and attach itself to this quality when it appears in a normal person, and so it came about that in college I was unjustly accused of being a politician, because I was privy to the secret griefs of wild, unknown men. Most of the confidences were unsought - frequently I have feigned sleep, preoccupation, or a hostile levity when I realized by some unmistakable sign that an intimate revelation was quivering on the horizon; for the intimate revelations of young men, or at least the terms in which they express them, are usually plagiaristic and marred by obvious suppressions. Reserving judgments is a matter of infinite hope. I am still a little afraid of missing something if I forget that, as my father snobbishly suggested, and I snobbishly repeat, a sense of the fundamental decencies is parcelled out unequally at birth. And, after boasting this way of my tolerance, I come to the admission that it has a limit. Conduct may be founded on the hard rock or the wet marshes, but after a certain point I don't care what it's founded on. When I came back from the East last autumn I felt that I wanted the world to be in uniform and at a sort of moral attention forever; I wanted no more riotous excursions with privileged glimpses into the human heart. Only Gatsby, the man who gives his name to this book, was exempt from my reaction - Gatsby, who represented everything for which I have an unaffected scorn. If personality is an unbroken series of successful gestures, then there was something gorgeous about him, some heightened sensitivity to the promises of life, as if he were related to one of those intricate machines that register earthquakes ten thousand miles away. This responsiveness had nothing to do with that flabby impressionability which is dignified under the name of the "creative temperament." - it was an extraordinary gift for hope, a romantic readiness such as I have never found in any other person and which it is not likely I shall ever find again. No - Gatsby turned out all right at the end; it is what preyed on Gatsby, what foul dust floated in the wake of his dreams that temporarily closed out my interest in the abortive sorrows and short-winded elations of men. My family have been prominent, well-to-do people in this Middle Western city for three generations. The Carraways are something of a clan, and we have a tradition that we're descended from the Dukes of Buccleuch, but the actual founder of my line was my grandfather's brother, who came here in fifty-one, sent a substitute to the Civil War, and started the wholesale hardware business that my father carries on to-day. I never saw this great-uncle, but I'm supposed to look like him - with special reference to the rather hard-boiled painting that hangs in father's office I graduated from New Haven in 1915, just a quarter of a century after my father, and a little later I participated in that delayed Teutonic migration known as the Great War. I enjoyed the counter-raid so thoroughly that I came back restless. Instead of being the warm centre of the world, the Middle West now seemed like the ragged edge of the universe - so I decided to go East and learn the bond business. Everybody I knew was in the bond business, so I supposed it could support one more single man. All my aunts and uncles talked it over as if they were choosing a prep school for me, and finally said, "Why - ye-es,." with very grave, hesitant faces. Father agreed to finance me for a year, and after various delays I came East, permanently, I thought, in the spring of twenty-two. The practical thing was to find rooms in the city, but it was a warm season, and I had just left a country of wide lawns and friendly trees, so when a young man at the office suggested that we take a house together in a commuting town, it sounded like a great idea. He found the house, a weather-beaten cardboard bungalow at eighty a month, but at the last minute the firm ordered him to Washington, and I went out to the country alone. I had a dog - at least I had him for a few days until he ran away - and an old Dodge and a Finnish woman, who made my bed and cooked breakfast and muttered Finnish wisdom to herself over the electric stove. It was lonely for a day or so until one morning some man, more recently arrived than I, stopped me on the road. "How do you get to West Egg village?." he asked helplessly. I told him. And as I walked on I was lonely no longer. I was a guide, a pathfinder, an original settler. He had casually conferred on me the freedom of the neighborhood. And so with the sunshine and the great bursts of leaves growing on the trees, just as things grow in fast movies, I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer. There was so much to read, for one thing, and so much fine health to be pulled down out of the young breath-giving air. I bought a dozen volumes on banking and credit and investment securities, and they stood on my shelf in red and gold like new money from the mint, promising to unfold the shining secrets that only Midas and Morgan and Maecenas knew. And I had the high intention of reading many other books besides. I was rather literary in college - one year I wrote a series of very solemn and obvious editorials for the "Yale News." - and now I was going to bring back all such things into my life and become again that most limited of all specialists, the "well-rounded man.." This isn't just an epigram - life is much more successfully looked at from a single window, after all. It was a matter of chance that I should have rented a house in one of the strangest communities in North America. It was on that slender riotous island which extends itself due east of New York - and where there are, among other natural curiosities, two unusual formations of land. Twenty miles from the city a pair of enormous eggs, identical in contour and separated only by a courtesy bay, jut out into the most domesticated body of salt water in the Western hemisphere, the great wet barnyard of Long Island Sound. they are not perfect ovals - like the egg in the Columbus story, they are both crushed flat at the contact end - but their physical resemblance must be a source of perpetual confusion to the gulls that fly overhead. to the wingless a more arresting phenomenon is their dissimilarity in every particular except shape and size. I lived at West Egg, the - well, the less fashionable of the two, though this is a most superficial tag to express the bizarre and not a little sinister contrast between them. my house was at the very tip of the egg, only fifty yards from the Sound, and squeezed between two huge places that rented for twelve or fifteen thousand a season. the one on my right was a colossal affair by any standard - it was a factual imitation of some Hotel de Ville in Normandy, with a tower on one side, spanking new under a thin beard of raw ivy, and a marble swimming pool, and more than forty acres of lawn and garden. it was Gatsby's mansion. Or, rather, as I didn't know Mr. Gatsby, it was a mansion inhabited by a gentleman of that name. My own house was an eyesore, but it was a small eyesore, and it had been overlooked, so I had a view of the water, a partial view of my neighbor's lawn, and the consoling proximity of millionaires - all for eighty dollars a month. Across the courtesy bay the white palaces of fashionable East Egg glittered along the water, and the history of the summer really begins on the evening I drove over there to have dinner with the Tom Buchanans. Daisy was my second cousin once removed, and I'd known Tom in college. And just after the war I spent two days with them in Chicago. Her husband, among various physical accomplishments, had been one of the most powerful ends that ever played football at New Haven - a national figure in a way, one of those men who reach such an acute limited excellence at twenty-one that everything afterward savors of anti-climax. His family were enormously wealthy - even in college his freedom with money was a matter for reproach - but now he'd left Chicago and come East in a fashion that rather took your breath away: for instance, he'd brought down a string of polo ponies from Lake Forest. it was hard to realize that a man in my own generation was wealthy enough to do that. Why they came East I don't know. They had spent a year in France for no particular reason, and then drifted here and there unrestfully wherever people played polo and were rich together. This was a permanent move, said Daisy over the telephone, but I didn't believe it - I had no sight into Daisy's heart, but I felt that Tom would drift on forever seeking, a little wistfully, for the dramatic turbulence of some irrecoverable football game. And so it happened that on a warm windy evening I drove over to East Egg to see two old friends whom I scarcely knew at all. Their house was even more elaborate than I expected, a cheerful red-and-white Georgian Colonial mansion, overlooking the bay. The lawn started at the beach and ran toward the front door for a quarter of a mile, jumping over sun-dials and brick walks and burning gardens - finally when it reached the house drifting up the side in bright vines as though from the momentum of its run. The front was broken by a line of French windows, glowing now with reflected gold and wide open to the warm windy afternoon, and Tom Buchanan in riding clothes was standing with his legs apart on the front porch. He had changed since his New Haven years. Now he was a sturdy straw-haired man of thirty with a rather hard mouth and a supercilious manner. Two shining arrogant eyes had established dominance over his face and gave him the appearance of always leaning aggressively forward. Not even the effeminate swank of his riding clothes could hide the enormous power of that body - he seemed to fill those glistening boots until he strained the top lacing, and you could see a great pack of muscle shifting when his shoulder moved under his thin coat. It was a body capable of enormous leverage - a cruel body. His speaking voice, a gruff husky tenor, added to the impression of fractiousness he conveyed. There was a touch of paternal contempt in it, even toward people he liked - and there were men at New Haven who had hated his guts. "Now, don't think my opinion on these matters is final,." he seemed to say, "just because I'm stronger and more of a man than you are.." We were in the same senior society, and while we were never intimate I always had the impression that he approved of me and wanted me to like him with some harsh, defiant wistfulness of his own. We talked for a few minutes on the sunny porch. "I've got a nice place here,." he said, his eyes flashing about restlessly. Turning me around by one arm, he moved a broad flat hand along the front vista, including in its sweep a sunken Italian garden, a half acre of deep, pungent roses, and a snub-nosed motor-boat that bumped the tide offshore. "It belonged to Demaine, the oil man.." He turned me around again, politely and abruptly. "We'll go inside.." We walked through a high hallway into a bright rosy-colored space, fragilely bound into the house by French windows at either end. The windows were ajar and gleaming white against the fresh grass outside that seemed to grow a little way into the house. A breeze blew through the room, blew curtains in at one end and out the other like pale flags, twisting them up toward the frosted wedding-cake of the ceiling, and then rippled over the wine-colored rug, making a shadow on it as wind does on the sea. The only completely stationary object in the room was an enormous couch on which two young women were buoyed up as though upon an anchored balloon. They were both in white, and their dresses were rippling and fluttering as if they had just been blown back in after a short flight around the house. I must have stood for a few moments listening to the whip and snap of the curtains and the groan of a picture on the wall. Then there was a boom as Tom Buchanan shut the rear windows and the caught wind died out about the room, and the curtains and the rugs and the two young women ballooned slowly to the floor. The younger of the two was a stranger to me. She was extended full length at her end of the divan, completely motionless, and with her chin raised a little, as if she were balancing something on it which was quite likely to fall. If she saw me out of the corner of her eyes she gave no hint of it - indeed, I was almost surprised into murmuring an apology for having disturbed her by coming in. The other girl, Daisy, made an attempt to rise - she leaned slightly forward with a conscientious expression - then she laughed, an absurd, charming little laugh, and I laughed too and came forward into the room. "I'm p-paralyzed with happiness.." She laughed again, as if she said something very witty, and held my hand for a moment, looking up into my face, promising that there was no one in the world she so much wanted to see. That was a way she had. She hinted in a murmur that the surname of the balancing girl was Baker. (I've heard it said that Daisy's murmur was only to make people lean toward her; an irrelevant criticism that made it no less charming.) At any rate, Miss Baker's lips fluttered, she nodded at me almost imperceptibly, and then quickly tipped her head back again - the object she was balancing had obviously tottered a little and given her something of a fright. Again a sort of apology arose to my lips. Almost any exhibition of complete self-sufficiency draws a stunned tribute from me. I looked back at my cousin, who began to ask me questions in her low, thrilling voice. It was the kind of voice that the ear follows up and down, as if each speech is an arrangement of notes that will never be played again. Her face was sad and lovely with bright things in it, bright eyes and a bright passionate mouth, but there was an excitement in her voice that men who had cared for her found difficult to forget: a singing compulsion, a whispered "Listen,." a promise that she had done gay, exciting things just a while since and that there were gay, exciting things hovering in the next hour. I told her how I had stopped off in Chicago for a day on my way East, and how a dozen people had sent their love through me. "Do they miss me?." she cried ecstatically. "The whole town is desolate. All the cars have the left rear wheel painted black as a mourning wreath, and there's a persistent wail all night along the north shore.." "How gorgeous! Let's go back, Tom. To-morrow!." Then she added irrelevantly: "You ought to see the baby.." "I'd like to.." "She's asleep. She's three years old. Haven't you ever seen her?." "Never.." "Well, you ought to see her. She's - -." Tom Buchanan, who had been hovering restlessly about the room, stopped and rested his hand on my shoulder. "What you doing, Nick?." "I'm a bond man.." "Who with?." I told him. "Never heard of them,." he remarked decisively. This annoyed me. "You will,." I answered shortly. "You will if you stay in the East.." "Oh, I'll stay in the East, don't you worry,." he said, glancing at Daisy and then back at me, as if he were alert for something more. "I'd be a God damned fool to live anywhere else.." At this point Miss Baker said: "Absolutely!." with such suddenness that I started - it was the first word she uttered since I came into the room. Evidently it surprised her as much as it did me, for she yawned and with a series of rapid, deft movements stood up into the room. "I'm stiff,." she complained, "I've been lying on that sofa for as long as I can remember.." "Don't look at me,." Daisy retorted, "I've been trying to get you to New York all afternoon.." "No, thanks,." said Miss Baker to the four cocktails just in from the pantry, "I'm absolutely in training.." Her host looked at her incredulously. "You are!." He took down his drink as if it were a drop in the bottom of a glass. "How you ever get anything done is beyond me.." I looked at Miss Baker, wondering what it was she "got done.." I enjoyed looking at her. She was a slender, small-breasted girl, with an erect carriage, which she accentuated by throwing her body backward at the shoulders like a young cadet. Her gray sun-strained eyes looked back at me with polite reciprocal curiosity out of a wan, charming, discontented face. It occurred to me now that I had seen her, or a picture of her, somewhere before. "You live in West Egg,." she remarked contemptuously. "I know somebody there.." "I don't know a single - -." "You must know Gatsby.." "Gatsby?." demanded Daisy. "What Gatsby?." Before I could reply that he was my neighbor dinner was announced; wedging his tense arm imperatively under mine, Tom Buchanan compelled me from the room as though he were moving a checker to another square. Slenderly, languidly, their hands set lightly on their hips, the two young women preceded us out onto a rosy-colored porch, open toward the sunset, where four candles flickered on the table in the diminished wind. "Why candles?." objected Daisy, frowning. She snapped them out with her fingers. "In two weeks it'll be the longest day in the year.." She looked at us all radiantly. "Do you always watch for the longest day of the year and then miss it? I always watch for the longest day in the year and then miss it.." "We ought to plan something,." yawned Miss Baker, sitting down at the table as if she were getting into bed. "All right,." said Daisy. "What'll we plan?." She turned to me helplessly: "What do people plan?." Before I could answer her eyes fastened with an awed expression on her little finger. "Look!." she complained; "I hurt it.." We all looked - the knuckle was black and blue. "You did it, Tom,." she said accusingly. "I know you didn't mean to, but you did do it. That's what I get for marrying a brute of a man, a great, big, hulking physical specimen of a - -." "I hate that word hulking,." objected Tom crossly, "even in kidding.." "Hulking,." insisted Daisy. Sometimes she and Miss Baker talked at once, unobtrusively and with a bantering inconsequence that was never quite chatter, that was as cool as their white dresses and their impersonal eyes in the absence of all desire. They were here, and they accepted Tom and me, making only a polite pleasant effort to entertain or to be entertained. They knew that presently dinner would be over and a little later the evening too would be over and casually put away. It was sharply different from the West, where an evening was hurried from phase to phase toward its close, in a continually disappointed anticipation or else in sheer nervous dread of the moment itself. "You make me feel uncivilized, Daisy,." I confessed on my second glass of corky but rather impressive claret. "Can't you talk about crops or something?." I meant nothing in particular by this remark, but it was taken up in an unexpected way. "Civilization's going to pieces,." broke out Tom violently. "I've gotten to be a terrible pessimist about things. Have you read 'The Rise of the Colored Empires' by this man Goddard?." "Why, no,." I answered, rather surprised by his tone. "Well, it's a fine book, and everybody ought to read it. The idea is if we don't look out the white race will be - will be utterly submerged. It's all scientific stuff; it's been proved.." "Tom's getting very profound,." said Daisy, with an expression of unthoughtful sadness. "He reads deep books with long words in them. What was that word we - -." "Well, these books are all scientific,." insisted Tom, glancing at her impatiently. "This fellow has worked out the whole thing. It's up to us, who are the dominant race, to watch out or these other races will have control of things.." "We've got to beat them down,." whispered Daisy, winking ferociously toward the fervent sun. "You ought to live in California - ." began Miss Baker, but Tom interrupted her by shifting heavily in his chair. "This idea is that we're Nordics. I am, and you are, and you are, and - ." After an infinitesimal hesitation he included Daisy with a slight nod, and she winked at me again. " - And we've produced all the things that go to make civilization - oh, science and art, and all that. Do you see?." There was something pathetic in his concentration, as if his complacency, more acute than of old, was not enough to him any more. When, almost immediately, the telephone rang inside and the butler left the porch Daisy seized upon the momentary interruption and leaned toward me. "I'll tell you a family secret,." she whispered enthusiastically. "It's about the butler's nose. Do you want to hear about the butler's nose?." "That's why I came over to-night.." "Well, he wasn't always a butler; he used to be the silver polisher for some people in New York that had a silver service for two hundred people. He had to polish it from morning till night, until finally it began to affect his nose - ." "Things went from bad to worse,." suggested Miss Baker. "Yes. Things went from bad to worse, until finally he had to give up his position.." For a moment the last sunshine fell with romantic affection upon her glowing face; her voice compelled me forward breathlessly as I listened - then the glow faded, each light deserting her with lingering regret, like children leaving a pleasant street at dusk. The butler came back and murmured something close to Tom's ear, whereupon Tom frowned, pushed back his chair, and without a word went inside. As if his absence quickened something within her, Daisy leaned forward again, her voice glowing and singing. "I love to see you at my table, Nick. You remind me of a - of a rose, an absolute rose. Doesn't he?." She turned to Miss Baker for confirmation: "An absolute rose?." This was untrue. I am not even faintly like a rose. She was only extemporizing, but a stirring warmth flowed from her, as if her heart was trying to come out to you concealed in one of those breathless, thrilling words. Then suddenly she threw her napkin on the table and excused herself and went into the house. Miss Baker and I exchanged a short glance consciously devoid of meaning. I was about to speak when she sat up alertly and said "Sh!." in a warning voice. A subdued impassioned murmur was audible in the room beyond, and Miss Baker leaned forward unashamed, trying to hear. The murmur trembled on the verge of coherence, sank down, mounted excitedly, and then ceased altogether. "This Mr. Gatsby you spoke of is my neighbor - -." I said. "Don't talk. I want to hear what happens.." "Is something happening?." I inquired innocently. "You mean to say you don't know?." said Miss Baker, honestly surprised. "I thought everybody knew.." "I don't.." "Why - -." she said hesitantly, "Tom's got some woman in New York.." "Got some woman?." I repeated blankly. Miss Baker nodded. "She might have the decency not to telephone him at dinner time. Don't you think?." Almost before I had grasped her meaning there was the flutter of a dress and the crunch of leather boots, and Tom and Daisy were back at the table. "It couldn't be helped!." cried Daisy with tense gayety. She sat down, glanced searchingly at Miss Baker and then at me, and continued: "I looked outdoors for a minute, and it's very romantic outdoors. There's a bird on the lawn that I think must be a nightingale come over on the Cunard or White Star Line. He's singing away - -." Her voice sang: "It's romantic, isn't it, Tom?." "Very romantic,." he said, and then miserably to me: "If it's light enough after dinner, I want to take you down to the stables.." The telephone rang inside, startlingly, and as Daisy shook her head decisively at Tom the subject of the stables, in fact all subjects, vanished into air. Among the broken fragments of the last five minutes at table I remember the candles being lit again, pointlessly, and I was conscious of wanting to look squarely at every one, and yet to avoid all eyes. I couldn't guess what Daisy and Tom were thinking, but I doubt if even Miss Baker, who seemed to have mastered a certain hardy scepticism, was able utterly to put this fifth guest's shrill metallic urgency out of mind. To a certain temperament the situation might have seemed intriguing - my own instinct was to telephone immediately for the police. The horses, needless to say, were not mentioned again. Tom and Miss Baker, with several feet of twilight between them, strolled back into the library, as if to a vigil beside a perfectly tangible body, while, trying to look pleasantly interested and a little deaf, I followed Daisy around a chain of connecting verandas to the porch in front. In its deep gloom we sat down side by side on a wicker settee. Daisy took her face in her hands as if feeling its lovely shape, and her eyes moved gradually out into the velvet dusk. I saw that turbulent emotions possessed her, so I asked what I thought would be some sedative questions about her little girl. "We don't know each other very well, Nick,." she said suddenly. "Even if we are cousins. You didn't come to my wedding.." "I wasn't back from the war.." "That's true.." She hesitated. "Well, I've had a very bad time, Nick, and I'm pretty cynical about everything.." Evidently she had reason to be. I waited but she didn't say any more, and after a moment I returned rather feebly to the subject of her daughter. "I suppose she talks, and - eats, and everything.." "Oh, yes.." She looked at me absently. "Listen, Nick; let me tell you what I said when she was born. Would you like to hear?." "Very much.." "It'll show you how I've gotten to feel about - things. Well, she was less than an hour old and Tom was God knows where. I woke up out of the ether with an utterly abandoned feeling, and asked the nurse right away if it was a boy or a girl. She told me it was a girl, and so I turned my head away and wept. 'all right,' I said, 'I'm glad it's a girl. And I hope she'll be a fool - that's the best thing a girl can be in this world, a beautiful little fool.' "You see I think everything's terrible anyhow,." she went on in a convinced way. "Everybody thinks so - the most advanced people. And I know. I've been everywhere and seen everything and done everything.." Her eyes flashed around her in a defiant way, rather like Tom's, and she laughed with thrilling scorn. "Sophisticated - God, I'm sophisticated!." The instant her voice broke off, ceasing to compel my attention, my belief, I felt the basic insincerity of what she had said. It made me uneasy, as though the whole evening had been a trick of some sort to exact a contributory emotion from me. I waited, and sure enough, in a moment she looked at me with an absolute smirk on her lovely face, as if she had asserted her membership in a rather distinguished secret society to which she and Tom belonged. Inside, the crimson room bloomed with light. Tom and Miss Baker sat at either end of the long couch and she read aloud to him from the "Saturday Evening Post." - the words, murmurous and uninflected, running together in a soothing tune. The lamp-light, bright on his boots and dull on the autumn-leaf yellow of her hair, glinted along the paper as she turned a page with a flutter of slender muscles in her arms. When we came in she held us silent for a moment with a lifted hand. "To be continued,." she said, tossing the magazine on the table, "in our very next issue.." Her body asserted itself with a restless movement of her knee, and she stood up. "Ten o'clock,." she remarked, apparently finding the time on the ceiling. "Time for this good girl to go to bed.." "Jordan's going to play in the tournament to-morrow,." explained Daisy, "over at Westchester.." "Oh - you're *Jordan Baker.." I knew now why her face was familiar - its pleasing contemptuous expression had looked out at me from many rotogravure pictures of the sporting life at Asheville and Hot Springs and Palm Beach. I had heard some story of her too, a critical, unpleasant story, but what it was I had forgotten long ago. "Good night,." she said softly. "Wake me at eight, won't you.." "If you'll get up.." "I will. Good night, Mr. Carraway. See you anon.." "Of course you will,." confirmed Daisy. "In fact I think I'll arrange a marriage. Come over often, Nick, and I'll sort of - oh - fling you together. You know - lock you up accidentally in linen closets and push you out to sea in a boat, and all that sort of thing - -." "Good night,." called Miss Baker from the stairs. "I haven't heard a word.." "She's a nice girl,." said Tom after a moment. "They oughtn't to let her run around the country this way.." "Who oughtn't to?." inquired Daisy coldly. "Her family.." "Her family is one aunt about a thousand years old. Besides, Nick's going to look after her, aren't you, Nick? She's going to spend lots of week-ends out here this summer. I think the home influence will be very good for her.." Daisy and Tom looked at each other for a moment in silence. "Is she from New York?." I asked quickly. "From Louisville. Our white girlhood was passed together there. Our beautiful white - -." "Did you give Nick a little heart to heart talk on the veranda?." demanded Tom suddenly. "Did I?." She looked at me. "I can't seem to remember, but I think we talked about the Nordic race. Yes, I'm sure we did. It sort of crept up on us and first thing you know - -." "Don't believe everything you hear, Nick,." he advised me. I said lightly that I had heard nothing at all, and a few minutes later I got up to go home. They came to the door with me and stood side by side in a cheerful square of light. As I started my motor Daisy peremptorily called: "Wait! "I forgot to ask you something, and it's important. We heard you were engaged to a girl out West.." "That's right,." corroborated Tom kindly. "We heard that you were engaged.." "It's libel. I'm too poor.." "But we heard it,." insisted Daisy, surprising me by opening up again in a flower-like way. "We heard it from three people, so it must be true.." Of course I knew what they were referring to, but I wasn't even vaguely engaged. The fact that gossip had published the banns was one of the reasons I had come East. You can't stop going with an old friend on account of rumors, and on the other hand I had no intention of being rumored into marriage. Their interest rather touched me and made them less remotely rich - nevertheless, I was confused and a little disgusted as I drove away. It seemed to me that the thing for Daisy to do was to rush out of the house, child in arms - but apparently there were no such intentions in her head. As for Tom, the fact that he "had some woman in New York." was really less surprising than that he had been depressed by a book. Something was making him nibble at the edge of stale ideas as if his sturdy physical egotism no longer nourished his peremptory heart. Already it was deep summer on roadhouse roofs and in front of wayside garages, where new red gas-pumps sat out in pools of light, and when I reached my estate at West Egg I ran the car under its shed and sat for a while on an abandoned grass roller in the yard. The wind had blown off, leaving a loud, bright night, with wings beating in the trees and a persistent organ sound as the full bellows of the earth blew the frogs full of life. The silhouette of a moving cat wavered across the moonlight, and turning my head to watch it, I saw that I was not alone - fifty feet away a figure had emerged from the shadow of my neighbor's mansion and was standing with his hands in his pockets regarding the silver pepper of the stars. Something in his leisurely movements and the secure position of his feet upon the lawn suggested that it was Mr. Gatsby himself, come out to determine what share was his of our local heavens. I decided to call to him. Miss Baker had mentioned him at dinner, and that would do for an introduction. But I didn't call to him, for he gave a sudden intimation that he was content to be alone - he stretched out his arms toward the dark water in a curious way, and, far as I was from him, I could have sworn he was trembling. Involuntarily I glanced seaward - and distinguished nothing except a single green light, minute and far away, that might have been the end of a dock. When I looked once more for Gatsby he had vanished, and I was alone again in the unquiet darkness.

01-07-2002, 20:30:08: The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald Chapter 1 In my younger and more vulnerable years my father gave me some advice that I've been turning over in my mind ever since. "Whenever you feel like criticizing any one,." he told me, "just remember that all the people in this world haven't had the advantages that you've had.." He didn't say any more, but we've always been unusually communicative in a reserved way, and I understood that he meant a great deal more than that. In consequence, I'm inclined to reserve all judgments, a habit that has opened up many curious natures to me and also made me the victim of not a few veteran bores. The abnormal mind is quick to detect and attach itself to this quality when it appears in a normal person, and so it came about that in college I was unjustly accused of being a politician, because I was privy to the secret griefs of wild, unknown men. Most of the confidences were unsought - frequently I have feigned sleep, preoccupation, or a hostile levity when I realized by some unmistakable sign that an intimate revelation was quivering on the horizon; for the intimate revelations of young men, or at least the terms in which they express them, are usually plagiaristic and marred by obvious suppressions. Reserving judgments is a matter of infinite hope. I am still a little afraid of missing something if I forget that, as my father snobbishly suggested, and I snobbishly repeat, a sense of the fundamental decencies is parcelled out unequally at birth. And, after boasting this way of my tolerance, I come to the admission that it has a limit. Conduct may be founded on the hard rock or the wet marshes, but after a certain point I don't care what it's founded on. When I came back from the East last autumn I felt that I wanted the world to be in uniform and at a sort of moral attention forever; I wanted no more riotous excursions with privileged glimpses into the human heart. Only Gatsby, the man who gives his name to this book, was exempt from my reaction - Gatsby, who represented everything for which I have an unaffected scorn. If personality is an unbroken series of successful gestures, then there was something gorgeous about him, some heightened sensitivity to the promises of life, as if he were related to one of those intricate machines that register earthquakes ten thousand miles away. This responsiveness had nothing to do with that flabby impressionability which is dignified under the name of the "creative temperament." - it was an extraordinary gift for hope, a romantic readiness such as I have never found in any other person and which it is not likely I shall ever find again. No - Gatsby turned out all right at the end; it is what preyed on Gatsby, what foul dust floated in the wake of his dreams that temporarily closed out my interest in the abortive sorrows and short-winded elations of men. My family have been prominent, well-to-do people in this Middle Western city for three generations. The Carraways are something of a clan, and we have a tradition that we're descended from the Dukes of Buccleuch, but the actual founder of my line was my grandfather's brother, who came here in fifty-one, sent a substitute to the Civil War, and started the wholesale hardware business that my father carries on to-day. I never saw this great-uncle, but I'm supposed to look like him - with special reference to the rather hard-boiled painting that hangs in father's office I graduated from New Haven in 1915, just a quarter of a century after my father, and a little later I participated in that delayed Teutonic migration known as the Great War. I enjoyed the counter-raid so thoroughly that I came back restless. Instead of being the warm centre of the world, the Middle West now seemed like the ragged edge of the universe - so I decided to go East and learn the bond business. Everybody I knew was in the bond business, so I supposed it could support one more single man. All my aunts and uncles talked it over as if they were choosing a prep school for me, and finally said, "Why - ye-es,." with very grave, hesitant faces. Father agreed to finance me for a year, and after various delays I came East, permanently, I thought, in the spring of twenty-two. The practical thing was to find rooms in the city, but it was a warm season, and I had just left a country of wide lawns and friendly trees, so when a young man at the office suggested that we take a house together in a commuting town, it sounded like a great idea. He found the house, a weather-beaten cardboard bungalow at eighty a month, but at the last minute the firm ordered him to Washington, and I went out to the country alone. I had a dog - at least I had him for a few days until he ran away - and an old Dodge and a Finnish woman, who made my bed and cooked breakfast and muttered Finnish wisdom to herself over the electric stove. It was lonely for a day or so until one morning some man, more recently arrived than I, stopped me on the road. "How do you get to West Egg village?." he asked helplessly. I told him. And as I walked on I was lonely no longer. I was a guide, a pathfinder, an original settler. He had casually conferred on me the freedom of the neighborhood. And so with the sunshine and the great bursts of leaves growing on the trees, just as things grow in fast movies, I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer. There was so much to read, for one thing, and so much fine health to be pulled down out of the young breath-giving air. I bought a dozen volumes on banking and credit and investment securities, and they stood on my shelf in red and gold like new money from the mint, promising to unfold the shining secrets that only Midas and Morgan and Maecenas knew. And I had the high intention of reading many other books besides. I was rather literary in college - one year I wrote a series of very solemn and obvious editorials for the "Yale News." - and now I was going to bring back all such things into my life and become again that most limited of all specialists, the "well-rounded man.." This isn't just an epigram - life is much more successfully looked at from a single window, after all. It was a matter of chance that I should have rented a house in one of the strangest communities in North America. It was on that slender riotous island which extends itself due east of New York - and where there are, among other natural curiosities, two unusual formations of land. Twenty miles from the city a pair of enormous eggs, identical in contour and separated only by a courtesy bay, jut out into the most domesticated body of salt water in the Western hemisphere, the great wet barnyard of Long Island Sound. they are not perfect ovals - like the egg in the Columbus story, they are both crushed flat at the contact end - but their physical resemblance must be a source of perpetual confusion to the gulls that fly overhead. to the wingless a more arresting phenomenon is their dissimilarity in every particular except shape and size. I lived at West Egg, the - well, the less fashionable of the two, though this is a most superficial tag to express the bizarre and not a little sinister contrast between them. my house was at the very tip of the egg, only fifty yards from the Sound, and squeezed between two huge places that rented for twelve or fifteen thousand a season. the one on my right was a colossal affair by any standard - it was a factual imitation of some Hotel de Ville in Normandy, with a tower on one side, spanking new under a thin beard of raw ivy, and a marble swimming pool, and more than forty acres of lawn and garden. it was Gatsby's mansion. Or, rather, as I didn't know Mr. Gatsby, it was a mansion inhabited by a gentleman of that name. My own house was an eyesore, but it was a small eyesore, and it had been overlooked, so I had a view of the water, a partial view of my neighbor's lawn, and the consoling proximity of millionaires - all for eighty dollars a month. Across the courtesy bay the white palaces of fashionable East Egg glittered along the water, and the history of the summer really begins on the evening I drove over there to have dinner with the Tom Buchanans. Daisy was my second cousin once removed, and I'd known Tom in college. And just after the war I spent two days with them in Chicago. Her husband, among various physical accomplishments, had been one of the most powerful ends that ever played football at New Haven - a national figure in a way, one of those men who reach such an acute limited excellence at twenty-one that everything afterward savors of anti-climax. His family were enormously wealthy - even in college his freedom with money was a matter for reproach - but now he'd left Chicago and come East in a fashion that rather took your breath away: for instance, he'd brought down a string of polo ponies from Lake Forest. it was hard to realize that a man in my own generation was wealthy enough to do that. Why they came East I don't know. They had spent a year in France for no particular reason, and then drifted here and there unrestfully wherever people played polo and were rich together. This was a permanent move, said Daisy over the telephone, but I didn't believe it - I had no sight into Daisy's heart, but I felt that Tom would drift on forever seeking, a little wistfully, for the dramatic turbulence of some irrecoverable football game. And so it happened that on a warm windy evening I drove over to East Egg to see two old friends whom I scarcely knew at all. Their house was even more elaborate than I expected, a cheerful red-and-white Georgian Colonial mansion, overlooking the bay. The lawn started at the beach and ran toward the front door for a quarter of a mile, jumping over sun-dials and brick walks and burning gardens - finally when it reached the house drifting up the side in bright vines as though from the momentum of its run. The front was broken by a line of French windows, glowing now with reflected gold and wide open to the warm windy afternoon, and Tom Buchanan in riding clothes was standing with his legs apart on the front porch. He had changed since his New Haven years. Now he was a sturdy straw-haired man of thirty with a rather hard mouth and a supercilious manner. Two shining arrogant eyes had established dominance over his face and gave him the appearance of always leaning aggressively forward. Not even the effeminate swank of his riding clothes could hide the enormous power of that body - he seemed to fill those glistening boots until he strained the top lacing, and you could see a great pack of muscle shifting when his shoulder moved under his thin coat. It was a body capable of enormous leverage - a cruel body. His speaking voice, a gruff husky tenor, added to the impression of fractiousness he conveyed. There was a touch of paternal contempt in it, even toward people he liked - and there were men at New Haven who had hated his guts. "Now, don't think my opinion on these matters is final,." he seemed to say, "just because I'm stronger and more of a man than you are.." We were in the same senior society, and while we were never intimate I always had the impression that he approved of me and wanted me to like him with some harsh, defiant wistfulness of his own. We talked for a few minutes on the sunny porch. "I've got a nice place here,." he said, his eyes flashing about restlessly. Turning me around by one arm, he moved a broad flat hand along the front vista, including in its sweep a sunken Italian garden, a half acre of deep, pungent roses, and a snub-nosed motor-boat that bumped the tide offshore. "It belonged to Demaine, the oil man.." He turned me around again, politely and abruptly. "We'll go inside.." We walked through a high hallway into a bright rosy-colored space, fragilely bound into the house by French windows at either end. The windows were ajar and gleaming white against the fresh grass outside that seemed to grow a little way into the house. A breeze blew through the room, blew curtains in at one end and out the other like pale flags, twisting them up toward the frosted wedding-cake of the ceiling, and then rippled over the wine-colored rug, making a shadow on it as wind does on the sea. The only completely stationary object in the room was an enormous couch on which two young women were buoyed up as though upon an anchored balloon. They were both in white, and their dresses were rippling and fluttering as if they had just been blown back in after a short flight around the house. I must have stood for a few moments listening to the whip and snap of the curtains and the groan of a picture on the wall. Then there was a boom as Tom Buchanan shut the rear windows and the caught wind died out about the room, and the curtains and the rugs and the two young women ballooned slowly to the floor. The younger of the two was a stranger to me. She was extended full length at her end of the divan, completely motionless, and with her chin raised a little, as if she were balancing something on it which was quite likely to fall. If she saw me out of the corner of her eyes she gave no hint of it - indeed, I was almost surprised into murmuring an apology for having disturbed her by coming in. The other girl, Daisy, made an attempt to rise - she leaned slightly forward with a conscientious expression - then she laughed, an absurd, charming little laugh, and I laughed too and came forward into the room. "I'm p-paralyzed with happiness.." She laughed again, as if she said something very witty, and held my hand for a moment, looking up into my face, promising that there was no one in the world she so much wanted to see. That was a way she had. She hinted in a murmur that the surname of the balancing girl was Baker. (I've heard it said that Daisy's murmur was only to make people lean toward her; an irrelevant criticism that made it no less charming.) At any rate, Miss Baker's lips fluttered, she nodded at me almost imperceptibly, and then quickly tipped her head back again - the object she was balancing had obviously tottered a little and given her something of a fright. Again a sort of apology arose to my lips. Almost any exhibition of complete self-sufficiency draws a stunned tribute from me. I looked back at my cousin, who began to ask me questions in her low, thrilling voice. It was the kind of voice that the ear follows up and down, as if each speech is an arrangement of notes that will never be played again. Her face was sad and lovely with bright things in it, bright eyes and a bright passionate mouth, but there was an excitement in her voice that men who had cared for her found difficult to forget: a singing compulsion, a whispered "Listen,." a promise that she had done gay, exciting things just a while since and that there were gay, exciting things hovering in the next hour. I told her how I had stopped off in Chicago for a day on my way East, and how a dozen people had sent their love through me. "Do they miss me?." she cried ecstatically. "The whole town is desolate. All the cars have the left rear wheel painted black as a mourning wreath, and there's a persistent wail all night along the north shore.." "How gorgeous! Let's go back, Tom. To-morrow!." Then she added irrelevantly: "You ought to see the baby.." "I'd like to.." "She's asleep. She's three years old. Haven't you ever seen her?." "Never.." "Well, you ought to see her. She's - -." Tom Buchanan, who had been hovering restlessly about the room, stopped and rested his hand on my shoulder. "What you doing, Nick?." "I'm a bond man.." "Who with?." I told him. "Never heard of them,." he remarked decisively. This annoyed me. "You will,." I answered shortly. "You will if you stay in the East.." "Oh, I'll stay in the East, don't you worry,." he said, glancing at Daisy and then back at me, as if he were alert for something more. "I'd be a God damned fool to live anywhere else.." At this point Miss Baker said: "Absolutely!." with such suddenness that I started - it was the first word she uttered since I came into the room. Evidently it surprised her as much as it did me, for she yawned and with a series of rapid, deft movements stood up into the room. "I'm stiff,." she complained, "I've been lying on that sofa for as long as I can remember.." "Don't look at me,." Daisy retorted, "I've been trying to get you to New York all afternoon.." "No, thanks,." said Miss Baker to the four cocktails just in from the pantry, "I'm absolutely in training.." Her host looked at her incredulously. "You are!." He took down his drink as if it were a drop in the bottom of a glass. "How you ever get anything done is beyond me.." I looked at Miss Baker, wondering what it was she "got done.." I enjoyed looking at her. She was a slender, small-breasted girl, with an erect carriage, which she accentuated by throwing her body backward at the shoulders like a young cadet. Her gray sun-strained eyes looked back at me with polite reciprocal curiosity out of a wan, charming, discontented face. It occurred to me now that I had seen her, or a picture of her, somewhere before. "You live in West Egg,." she remarked contemptuously. "I know somebody there.." "I don't know a single - -." "You must know Gatsby.." "Gatsby?." demanded Daisy. "What Gatsby?." Before I could reply that he was my neighbor dinner was announced; wedging his tense arm imperatively under mine, Tom Buchanan compelled me from the room as though he were moving a checker to another square. Slenderly, languidly, their hands set lightly on their hips, the two young women preceded us out onto a rosy-colored porch, open toward the sunset, where four candles flickered on the table in the diminished wind. "Why candles?." objected Daisy, frowning. She snapped them out with her fingers. "In two weeks it'll be the longest day in the year.." She looked at us all radiantly. "Do you always watch for the longest day of the year and then miss it? I always watch for the longest day in the year and then miss it.." "We ought to plan something,." yawned Miss Baker, sitting down at the table as if she were getting into bed. "All right,." said Daisy. "What'll we plan?." She turned to me helplessly: "What do people plan?." Before I could answer her eyes fastened with an awed expression on her little finger. "Look!." she complained; "I hurt it.." We all looked - the knuckle was black and blue. "You did it, Tom,." she said accusingly. "I know you didn't mean to, but you did do it. That's what I get for marrying a brute of a man, a great, big, hulking physical specimen of a - -." "I hate that word hulking,." objected Tom crossly, "even in kidding.." "Hulking,." insisted Daisy. Sometimes she and Miss Baker talked at once, unobtrusively and with a bantering inconsequence that was never quite chatter, that was as cool as their white dresses and their impersonal eyes in the absence of all desire. They were here, and they accepted Tom and me, making only a polite pleasant effort to entertain or to be entertained. They knew that presently dinner would be over and a little later the evening too would be over and casually put away. It was sharply different from the West, where an evening was hurried from phase to phase toward its close, in a continually disappointed anticipation or else in sheer nervous dread of the moment itself. "You make me feel uncivilized, Daisy,." I confessed on my second glass of corky but rather impressive claret. "Can't you talk about crops or something?." I meant nothing in particular by this remark, but it was taken up in an unexpected way. "Civilization's going to pieces,." broke out Tom violently. "I've gotten to be a terrible pessimist about things. Have you read 'The Rise of the Colored Empires' by this man Goddard?." "Why, no,." I answered, rather surprised by his tone. "Well, it's a fine book, and everybody ought to read it. The idea is if we don't look out the white race will be - will be utterly submerged. It's all scientific stuff; it's been proved.." "Tom's getting very profound,." said Daisy, with an expression of unthoughtful sadness. "He reads deep books with long words in them. What was that word we - -." "Well, these books are all scientific,." insisted Tom, glancing at her impatiently. "This fellow has worked out the whole thing. It's up to us, who are the dominant race, to watch out or these other races will have control of things.." "We've got to beat them down,." whispered Daisy, winking ferociously toward the fervent sun. "You ought to live in California - ." began Miss Baker, but Tom interrupted her by shifting heavily in his chair. "This idea is that we're Nordics. I am, and you are, and you are, and - ." After an infinitesimal hesitation he included Daisy with a slight nod, and she winked at me again. " - And we've produced all the things that go to make civilization - oh, science and art, and all that. Do you see?." There was something pathetic in his concentration, as if his complacency, more acute than of old, was not enough to him any more. When, almost immediately, the telephone rang inside and the butler left the porch Daisy seized upon the momentary interruption and leaned toward me. "I'll tell you a family secret,." she whispered enthusiastically. "It's about the butler's nose. Do you want to hear about the butler's nose?." "That's why I came over to-night.." "Well, he wasn't always a butler; he used to be the silver polisher for some people in New York that had a silver service for two hundred people. He had to polish it from morning till night, until finally it began to affect his nose - ." "Things went from bad to worse,." suggested Miss Baker. "Yes. Things went from bad to worse, until finally he had to give up his position.." For a moment the last sunshine fell with romantic affection upon her glowing face; her voice compelled me forward breathlessly as I listened - then the glow faded, each light deserting her with lingering regret, like children leaving a pleasant street at dusk. The butler came back and murmured something close to Tom's ear, whereupon Tom frowned, pushed back his chair, and without a word went inside. As if his absence quickened something within her, Daisy leaned forward again, her voice glowing and singing. "I love to see you at my table, Nick. You remind me of a - of a rose, an absolute rose. Doesn't he?." She turned to Miss Baker for confirmation: "An absolute rose?." This was untrue. I am not even faintly like a rose. She was only extemporizing, but a stirring warmth flowed from her, as if her heart was trying to come out to you concealed in one of those breathless, thrilling words. Then suddenly she threw her napkin on the table and excused herself and went into the house. Miss Baker and I exchanged a short glance consciously devoid of meaning. I was about to speak when she sat up alertly and said "Sh!." in a warning voice. A subdued impassioned murmur was audible in the room beyond, and Miss Baker leaned forward unashamed, trying to hear. The murmur trembled on the verge of coherence, sank down, mounted excitedly, and then ceased altogether. "This Mr. Gatsby you spoke of is my neighbor - -." I said. "Don't talk. I want to hear what happens.." "Is something happening?." I inquired innocently. "You mean to say you don't know?." said Miss Baker, honestly surprised. "I thought everybody knew.." "I don't.." "Why - -." she said hesitantly, "Tom's got some woman in New York.." "Got some woman?." I repeated blankly. Miss Baker nodded. "She might have the decency not to telephone him at dinner time. Don't you think?." Almost before I had grasped her meaning there was the flutter of a dress and the crunch of leather boots, and Tom and Daisy were back at the table. "It couldn't be helped!." cried Daisy with tense gayety. She sat down, glanced searchingly at Miss Baker and then at me, and continued: "I looked outdoors for a minute, and it's very romantic outdoors. There's a bird on the lawn that I think must be a nightingale come over on the Cunard or White Star Line. He's singing away - -." Her voice sang: "It's romantic, isn't it, Tom?." "Very romantic,." he said, and then miserably to me: "If it's light enough after dinner, I want to take you down to the stables.." The telephone rang inside, startlingly, and as Daisy shook her head decisively at Tom the subject of the stables, in fact all subjects, vanished into air. Among the broken fragments of the last five minutes at table I remember the candles being lit again, pointlessly, and I was conscious of wanting to look squarely at every one, and yet to avoid all eyes. I couldn't guess what Daisy and Tom were thinking, but I doubt if even Miss Baker, who seemed to have mastered a certain hardy scepticism, was able utterly to put this fifth guest's shrill metallic urgency out of mind. To a certain temperament the situation might have seemed intriguing - my own instinct was to telephone immediately for the police. The horses, needless to say, were not mentioned again. Tom and Miss Baker, with several feet of twilight between them, strolled back into the library, as if to a vigil beside a perfectly tangible body, while, trying to look pleasantly interested and a little deaf, I followed Daisy around a chain of connecting verandas to the porch in front. In its deep gloom we sat down side by side on a wicker settee. Daisy took her face in her hands as if feeling its lovely shape, and her eyes moved gradually out into the velvet dusk. I saw that turbulent emotions possessed her, so I asked what I thought would be some sedative questions about her little girl. "We don't know each other very well, Nick,." she said suddenly. "Even if we are cousins. You didn't come to my wedding.." "I wasn't back from the war.." "That's true.." She hesitated. "Well, I've had a very bad time, Nick, and I'm pretty cynical about everything.." Evidently she had reason to be. I waited but she didn't say any more, and after a moment I returned rather feebly to the subject of her daughter. "I suppose she talks, and - eats, and everything.." "Oh, yes.." She looked at me absently. "Listen, Nick; let me tell you what I said when she was born. Would you like to hear?." "Very much.." "It'll show you how I've gotten to feel about - things. Well, she was less than an hour old and Tom was God knows where. I woke up out of the ether with an utterly abandoned feeling, and asked the nurse right away if it was a boy or a girl. She told me it was a girl, and so I turned my head away and wept. 'all right,' I said, 'I'm glad it's a girl. And I hope she'll be a fool - that's the best thing a girl can be in this world, a beautiful little fool.' "You see I think everything's terrible anyhow,." she went on in a convinced way. "Everybody thinks so - the most advanced people. And I know. I've been everywhere and seen everything and done everything.." Her eyes flashed around her in a defiant way, rather like Tom's, and she laughed with thrilling scorn. "Sophisticated - God, I'm sophisticated!." The instant her voice broke off, ceasing to compel my attention, my belief, I felt the basic insincerity of what she had said. It made me uneasy, as though the whole evening had been a trick of some sort to exact a contributory emotion from me. I waited, and sure enough, in a moment she looked at me with an absolute smirk on her lovely face, as if she had asserted her membership in a rather distinguished secret society to which she and Tom belonged. Inside, the crimson room bloomed with light. Tom and Miss Baker sat at either end of the long couch and she read aloud to him from the "Saturday Evening Post." - the words, murmurous and uninflected, running together in a soothing tune. The lamp-light, bright on his boots and dull on the autumn-leaf yellow of her hair, glinted along the paper as she turned a page with a flutter of slender muscles in her arms. When we came in she held us silent for a moment with a lifted hand. "To be continued,." she said, tossing the magazine on the table, "in our very next issue.." Her body asserted itself with a restless movement of her knee, and she stood up. "Ten o'clock,." she remarked, apparently finding the time on the ceiling. "Time for this good girl to go to bed.." "Jordan's going to play in the tournament to-morrow,." explained Daisy, "over at Westchester.." "Oh - you're *Jordan Baker.." I knew now why her face was familiar - its pleasing contemptuous expression had looked out at me from many rotogravure pictures of the sporting life at Asheville and Hot Springs and Palm Beach. I had heard some story of her too, a critical, unpleasant story, but what it was I had forgotten long ago. "Good night,." she said softly. "Wake me at eight, won't you.." "If you'll get up.." "I will. Good night, Mr. Carraway. See you anon.." "Of course you will,." confirmed Daisy. "In fact I think I'll arrange a marriage. Come over often, Nick, and I'll sort of - oh - fling you together. You know - lock you up accidentally in linen closets and push you out to sea in a boat, and all that sort of thing - -." "Good night,." called Miss Baker from the stairs. "I haven't heard a word.." "She's a nice girl,." said Tom after a moment. "They oughtn't to let her run around the country this way.." "Who oughtn't to?." inquired Daisy coldly. "Her family.." "Her family is one aunt about a thousand years old. Besides, Nick's going to look after her, aren't you, Nick? She's going to spend lots of week-ends out here this summer. I think the home influence will be very good for her.." Daisy and Tom looked at each other for a moment in silence. "Is she from New York?." I asked quickly. "From Louisville. Our white girlhood was passed together there. Our beautiful white - -." "Did you give Nick a little heart to heart talk on the veranda?." demanded Tom suddenly. "Did I?." She looked at me. "I can't seem to remember, but I think we talked about the Nordic race. Yes, I'm sure we did. It sort of crept up on us and first thing you know - -." "Don't believe everything you hear, Nick,." he advised me. I said lightly that I had heard nothing at all, and a few minutes later I got up to go home. They came to the door with me and stood side by side in a cheerful square of light. As I started my motor Daisy peremptorily called: "Wait! "I forgot to ask you something, and it's important. We heard you were engaged to a girl out West.." "That's right,." corroborated Tom kindly. "We heard that you were engaged.." "It's libel. I'm too poor.." "But we heard it,." insisted Daisy, surprising me by opening up again in a flower-like way. "We heard it from three people, so it must be true.." Of course I knew what they were referring to, but I wasn't even vaguely engaged. The fact that gossip had published the banns was one of the reasons I had come East. You can't stop going with an old friend on account of rumors, and on the other hand I had no intention of being rumored into marriage. Their interest rather touched me and made them less remotely rich - nevertheless, I was confused and a little disgusted as I drove away. It seemed to me that the thing for Daisy to do was to rush out of the house, child in arms - but apparently there were no such intentions in her head. As for Tom, the fact that he "had some woman in New York." was really less surprising than that he had been depressed by a book. Something was making him nibble at the edge of stale ideas as if his sturdy physical egotism no longer nourished his peremptory heart. Already it was deep summer on roadhouse roofs and in front of wayside garages, where new red gas-pumps sat out in pools of light, and when I reached my estate at West Egg I ran the car under its shed and sat for a while on an abandoned grass roller in the yard. The wind had blown off, leaving a loud, bright night, with wings beating in the trees and a persistent organ sound as the full bellows of the earth blew the frogs full of life. The silhouette of a moving cat wavered across the moonlight, and turning my head to watch it, I saw that I was not alone - fifty feet away a figure had emerged from the shadow of my neighbor's mansion and was standing with his hands in his pockets regarding the silver pepper of the stars. Something in his leisurely movements and the secure position of his feet upon the lawn suggested that it was Mr. Gatsby himself, come out to determine what share was his of our local heavens. I decided to call to him. Miss Baker had mentioned him at dinner, and that would do for an introduction. But I didn't call to him, for he gave a sudden intimation that he was content to be alone - he stretched out his arms toward the dark water in a curious way, and, far as I was from him, I could have sworn he was trembling. Involuntarily I glanced seaward - and distinguished nothing except a single green light, minute and far away, that might have been the end of a dock. When I looked once more for Gatsby he had vanished, and I was alone again in the unquiet darkness.

01-07-2002, 20:30:20: The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald Chapter 1 In my younger and more vulnerable years my father gave me some advice that I've been turning over in my mind ever since. "Whenever you feel like criticizing any one,." he told me, "just remember that all the people in this world haven't had the advantages that you've had.." He didn't say any more, but we've always been unusually communicative in a reserved way, and I understood that he meant a great deal more than that. In consequence, I'm inclined to reserve all judgments, a habit that has opened up many curious natures to me and also made me the victim of not a few veteran bores. The abnormal mind is quick to detect and attach itself to this quality when it appears in a normal person, and so it came about that in college I was unjustly accused of being a politician, because I was privy to the secret griefs of wild, unknown men. Most of the confidences were unsought - frequently I have feigned sleep, preoccupation, or a hostile levity when I realized by some unmistakable sign that an intimate revelation was quivering on the horizon; for the intimate revelations of young men, or at least the terms in which they express them, are usually plagiaristic and marred by obvious suppressions. Reserving judgments is a matter of infinite hope. I am still a little afraid of missing something if I forget that, as my father snobbishly suggested, and I snobbishly repeat, a sense of the fundamental decencies is parcelled out unequally at birth. And, after boasting this way of my tolerance, I come to the admission that it has a limit. Conduct may be founded on the hard rock or the wet marshes, but after a certain point I don't care what it's founded on. When I came back from the East last autumn I felt that I wanted the world to be in uniform and at a sort of moral attention forever; I wanted no more riotous excursions with privileged glimpses into the human heart. Only Gatsby, the man who gives his name to this book, was exempt from my reaction - Gatsby, who represented everything for which I have an unaffected scorn. If personality is an unbroken series of successful gestures, then there was something gorgeous about him, some heightened sensitivity to the promises of life, as if he were related to one of those intricate machines that register earthquakes ten thousand miles away. This responsiveness had nothing to do with that flabby impressionability which is dignified under the name of the "creative temperament." - it was an extraordinary gift for hope, a romantic readiness such as I have never found in any other person and which it is not likely I shall ever find again. No - Gatsby turned out all right at the end; it is what preyed on Gatsby, what foul dust floated in the wake of his dreams that temporarily closed out my interest in the abortive sorrows and short-winded elations of men. My family have been prominent, well-to-do people in this Middle Western city for three generations. The Carraways are something of a clan, and we have a tradition that we're descended from the Dukes of Buccleuch, but the actual founder of my line was my grandfather's brother, who came here in fifty-one, sent a substitute to the Civil War, and started the wholesale hardware business that my father carries on to-day. I never saw this great-uncle, but I'm supposed to look like him - with special reference to the rather hard-boiled painting that hangs in father's office I graduated from New Haven in 1915, just a quarter of a century after my father, and a little later I participated in that delayed Teutonic migration known as the Great War. I enjoyed the counter-raid so thoroughly that I came back restless. Instead of being the warm centre of the world, the Middle West now seemed like the ragged edge of the universe - so I decided to go East and learn the bond business. Everybody I knew was in the bond business, so I supposed it could support one more single man. All my aunts and uncles talked it over as if they were choosing a prep school for me, and finally said, "Why - ye-es,." with very grave, hesitant faces. Father agreed to finance me for a year, and after various delays I came East, permanently, I thought, in the spring of twenty-two. The practical thing was to find rooms in the city, but it was a warm season, and I had just left a country of wide lawns and friendly trees, so when a young man at the office suggested that we take a house together in a commuting town, it sounded like a great idea. He found the house, a weather-beaten cardboard bungalow at eighty a month, but at the last minute the firm ordered him to Washington, and I went out to the country alone. I had a dog - at least I had him for a few days until he ran away - and an old Dodge and a Finnish woman, who made my bed and cooked breakfast and muttered Finnish wisdom to herself over the electric stove. It was lonely for a day or so until one morning some man, more recently arrived than I, stopped me on the road. "How do you get to West Egg village?." he asked helplessly. I told him. And as I walked on I was lonely no longer. I was a guide, a pathfinder, an original settler. He had casually conferred on me the freedom of the neighborhood. And so with the sunshine and the great bursts of leaves growing on the trees, just as things grow in fast movies, I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer. There was so much to read, for one thing, and so much fine health to be pulled down out of the young breath-giving air. I bought a dozen volumes on banking and credit and investment securities, and they stood on my shelf in red and gold like new money from the mint, promising to unfold the shining secrets that only Midas and Morgan and Maecenas knew. And I had the high intention of reading many other books besides. I was rather literary in college - one year I wrote a series of very solemn and obvious editorials for the "Yale News." - and now I was going to bring back all such things into my life and become again that most limited of all specialists, the "well-rounded man.." This isn't just an epigram - life is much more successfully looked at from a single window, after all. It was a matter of chance that I should have rented a house in one of the strangest communities in North America. It was on that slender riotous island which extends itself due east of New York - and where there are, among other natural curiosities, two unusual formations of land. Twenty miles from the city a pair of enormous eggs, identical in contour and separated only by a courtesy bay, jut out into the most domesticated body of salt water in the Western hemisphere, the great wet barnyard of Long Island Sound. they are not perfect ovals - like the egg in the Columbus story, they are both crushed flat at the contact end - but their physical resemblance must be a source of perpetual confusion to the gulls that fly overhead. to the wingless a more arresting phenomenon is their dissimilarity in every particular except shape and size. I lived at West Egg, the - well, the less fashionable of the two, though this is a most superficial tag to express the bizarre and not a little sinister contrast between them. my house was at the very tip of the egg, only fifty yards from the Sound, and squeezed between two huge places that rented for twelve or fifteen thousand a season. the one on my right was a colossal affair by any standard - it was a factual imitation of some Hotel de Ville in Normandy, with a tower on one side, spanking new under a thin beard of raw ivy, and a marble swimming pool, and more than forty acres of lawn and garden. it was Gatsby's mansion. Or, rather, as I didn't know Mr. Gatsby, it was a mansion inhabited by a gentleman of that name. My own house was an eyesore, but it was a small eyesore, and it had been overlooked, so I had a view of the water, a partial view of my neighbor's lawn, and the consoling proximity of millionaires - all for eighty dollars a month. Across the courtesy bay the white palaces of fashionable East Egg glittered along the water, and the history of the summer really begins on the evening I drove over there to have dinner with the Tom Buchanans. Daisy was my second cousin once removed, and I'd known Tom in college. And just after the war I spent two days with them in Chicago. Her husband, among various physical accomplishments, had been one of the most powerful ends that ever played football at New Haven - a national figure in a way, one of those men who reach such an acute limited excellence at twenty-one that everything afterward savors of anti-climax. His family were enormously wealthy - even in college his freedom with money was a matter for reproach - but now he'd left Chicago and come East in a fashion that rather took your breath away: for instance, he'd brought down a string of polo ponies from Lake Forest. it was hard to realize that a man in my own generation was wealthy enough to do that. Why they came East I don't know. They had spent a year in France for no particular reason, and then drifted here and there unrestfully wherever people played polo and were rich together. This was a permanent move, said Daisy over the telephone, but I didn't believe it - I had no sight into Daisy's heart, but I felt that Tom would drift on forever seeking, a little wistfully, for the dramatic turbulence of some irrecoverable football game. And so it happened that on a warm windy evening I drove over to East Egg to see two old friends whom I scarcely knew at all. Their house was even more elaborate than I expected, a cheerful red-and-white Georgian Colonial mansion, overlooking the bay. The lawn started at the beach and ran toward the front door for a quarter of a mile, jumping over sun-dials and brick walks and burning gardens - finally when it reached the house drifting up the side in bright vines as though from the momentum of its run. The front was broken by a line of French windows, glowing now with reflected gold and wide open to the warm windy afternoon, and Tom Buchanan in riding clothes was standing with his legs apart on the front porch. He had changed since his New Haven years. Now he was a sturdy straw-haired man of thirty with a rather hard mouth and a supercilious manner. Two shining arrogant eyes had established dominance over his face and gave him the appearance of always leaning aggressively forward. Not even the effeminate swank of his riding clothes could hide the enormous power of that body - he seemed to fill those glistening boots until he strained the top lacing, and you could see a great pack of muscle shifting when his shoulder moved under his thin coat. It was a body capable of enormous leverage - a cruel body. His speaking voice, a gruff husky tenor, added to the impression of fractiousness he conveyed. There was a touch of paternal contempt in it, even toward people he liked - and there were men at New Haven who had hated his guts. "Now, don't think my opinion on these matters is final,." he seemed to say, "just because I'm stronger and more of a man than you are.." We were in the same senior society, and while we were never intimate I always had the impression that he approved of me and wanted me to like him with some harsh, defiant wistfulness of his own. We talked for a few minutes on the sunny porch. "I've got a nice place here,." he said, his eyes flashing about restlessly. Turning me around by one arm, he moved a broad flat hand along the front vista, including in its sweep a sunken Italian garden, a half acre of deep, pungent roses, and a snub-nosed motor-boat that bumped the tide offshore. "It belonged to Demaine, the oil man.." He turned me around again, politely and abruptly. "We'll go inside.." We walked through a high hallway into a bright rosy-colored space, fragilely bound into the house by French windows at either end. The windows were ajar and gleaming white against the fresh grass outside that seemed to grow a little way into the house. A breeze blew through the room, blew curtains in at one end and out the other like pale flags, twisting them up toward the frosted wedding-cake of the ceiling, and then rippled over the wine-colored rug, making a shadow on it as wind does on the sea. The only completely stationary object in the room was an enormous couch on which two young women were buoyed up as though upon an anchored balloon. They were both in white, and their dresses were rippling and fluttering as if they had just been blown back in after a short flight around the house. I must have stood for a few moments listening to the whip and snap of the curtains and the groan of a picture on the wall. Then there was a boom as Tom Buchanan shut the rear windows and the caught wind died out about the room, and the curtains and the rugs and the two young women ballooned slowly to the floor. The younger of the two was a stranger to me. She was extended full length at her end of the divan, completely motionless, and with her chin raised a little, as if she were balancing something on it which was quite likely to fall. If she saw me out of the corner of her eyes she gave no hint of it - indeed, I was almost surprised into murmuring an apology for having disturbed her by coming in. The other girl, Daisy, made an attempt to rise - she leaned slightly forward with a conscientious expression - then she laughed, an absurd, charming little laugh, and I laughed too and came forward into the room. "I'm p-paralyzed with happiness.." She laughed again, as if she said something very witty, and held my hand for a moment, looking up into my face, promising that there was no one in the world she so much wanted to see. That was a way she had. She hinted in a murmur that the surname of the balancing girl was Baker. (I've heard it said that Daisy's murmur was only to make people lean toward her; an irrelevant criticism that made it no less charming.) At any rate, Miss Baker's lips fluttered, she nodded at me almost imperceptibly, and then quickly tipped her head back again - the object she was balancing had obviously tottered a little and given her something of a fright. Again a sort of apology arose to my lips. Almost any exhibition of complete self-sufficiency draws a stunned tribute from me. I looked back at my cousin, who began to ask me questions in her low, thrilling voice. It was the kind of voice that the ear follows up and down, as if each speech is an arrangement of notes that will never be played again. Her face was sad and lovely with bright things in it, bright eyes and a bright passionate mouth, but there was an excitement in her voice that men who had cared for her found difficult to forget: a singing compulsion, a whispered "Listen,." a promise that she had done gay, exciting things just a while since and that there were gay, exciting things hovering in the next hour. I told her how I had stopped off in Chicago for a day on my way East, and how a dozen people had sent their love through me. "Do they miss me?." she cried ecstatically. "The whole town is desolate. All the cars have the left rear wheel painted black as a mourning wreath, and there's a persistent wail all night along the north shore.." "How gorgeous! Let's go back, Tom. To-morrow!." Then she added irrelevantly: "You ought to see the baby.." "I'd like to.." "She's asleep. She's three years old. Haven't you ever seen her?." "Never.." "Well, you ought to see her. She's - -." Tom Buchanan, who had been hovering restlessly about the room, stopped and rested his hand on my shoulder. "What you doing, Nick?." "I'm a bond man.." "Who with?." I told him. "Never heard of them,." he remarked decisively. This annoyed me. "You will,." I answered shortly. "You will if you stay in the East.." "Oh, I'll stay in the East, don't you worry,." he said, glancing at Daisy and then back at me, as if he were alert for something more. "I'd be a God damned fool to live anywhere else.." At this point Miss Baker said: "Absolutely!." with such suddenness that I started - it was the first word she uttered since I came into the room. Evidently it surprised her as much as it did me, for she yawned and with a series of rapid, deft movements stood up into the room. "I'm stiff,." she complained, "I've been lying on that sofa for as long as I can remember.." "Don't look at me,." Daisy retorted, "I've been trying to get you to New York all afternoon.." "No, thanks,." said Miss Baker to the four cocktails just in from the pantry, "I'm absolutely in training.." Her host looked at her incredulously. "You are!." He took down his drink as if it were a drop in the bottom of a glass. "How you ever get anything done is beyond me.." I looked at Miss Baker, wondering what it was she "got done.." I enjoyed looking at her. She was a slender, small-breasted girl, with an erect carriage, which she accentuated by throwing her body backward at the shoulders like a young cadet. Her gray sun-strained eyes looked back at me with polite reciprocal curiosity out of a wan, charming, discontented face. It occurred to me now that I had seen her, or a picture of her, somewhere before. "You live in West Egg,." she remarked contemptuously. "I know somebody there.." "I don't know a single - -." "You must know Gatsby.." "Gatsby?." demanded Daisy. "What Gatsby?." Before I could reply that he was my neighbor dinner was announced; wedging his tense arm imperatively under mine, Tom Buchanan compelled me from the room as though he were moving a checker to another square. Slenderly, languidly, their hands set lightly on their hips, the two young women preceded us out onto a rosy-colored porch, open toward the sunset, where four candles flickered on the table in the diminished wind. "Why candles?." objected Daisy, frowning. She snapped them out with her fingers. "In two weeks it'll be the longest day in the year.." She looked at us all radiantly. "Do you always watch for the longest day of the year and then miss it? I always watch for the longest day in the year and then miss it.." "We ought to plan something,." yawned Miss Baker, sitting down at the table as if she were getting into bed. "All right,." said Daisy. "What'll we plan?." She turned to me helplessly: "What do people plan?." 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01-16-2002, 02:59:02: Hello. My name is Barry

01-16-2002, 02:59:09: Hello. My name is Barry.

01-16-2002, 03:50:08: How many monkeys does it take to peel a larhe turnip?

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01-16-2002, 08:13:50: hello

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01-16-2002, 10:54:25: hmm i'm just curious who u are

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01-17-2002, 14:19:29: One day, a blonde was so fed up with being called stupid, that she went to a hair salon and colored her hair brown. Happy with the outcome she decided to buy a new car. While driving on the road, she saw a flock of sheep next to a farmer. "Hey, if I guess how many sheep are in your flock, can I keep one?" she asked. Thinking this was impossible, he said OK. She guessed 241. "Holy Moses! You're right!" he said astounded. Holding his end of the bargain, he let her have one. Walking back with her prize, she was stopped by the farmer. He asked, "Hey, if I can guess the real color of your hair, can I have my dog back?"

01-17-2002, 18:24:53: Hello Greg Scott

01-17-2002, 18:25:05: Hello Greg Scott

01-17-2002, 18:25:09: Hello Greg Scott

01-17-2002, 18:25:54: Hello There

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01-17-2002, 20:29:02: Beware the chickens...

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01-18-2002, 04:07:04: kimmie is gay

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01-18-2002, 04:08:38: kimmie

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01-18-2002, 04:45:03: Hello from Australia

01-18-2002, 10:05:54: If life is a battle, are we winning?

01-18-2002, 10:06:00: If life is a battle, are we winning?

01-18-2002, 10:45:22: hello

01-18-2002, 15:10:21: Hello Rob! How are you this morning?

01-18-2002, 15:20:05: hans is gek

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01-18-2002, 15:37:35: hans is gek

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01-18-2002, 19:30:35:

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01-18-2002, 21:25:54: Hey Rob! I hear you eat your own terds, is this true?

01-18-2002, 21:26:17: Hey Rob! I hear you eat your own terds, is this true?

01-18-2002, 21:27:24: hi

01-18-2002, 21:27:32: hi

01-18-2002, 21:27:48: hellop

01-18-2002, 21:58:35: hi bob

01-19-2002, 02:15:18: Lets go party and get really drunk, so lets go to the LQ right now!!!

01-19-2002, 02:15:28: Lets go party and get really drunk, so lets go to the LQ right now!!!

01-19-2002, 02:29:47: I love Ken

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01-19-2002, 04:07:14: hello

01-19-2002, 04:18:20: fuck you

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01-19-2002, 04:27:37: say something

01-19-2002, 04:29:15: talk

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01-19-2002, 06:08:09: hello there

01-19-2002, 06:08:47: The three month old cheetah sold my uncles generator to Chucky winesniffer. Throw the bag, don't count on waffles?

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01-19-2002, 08:12:16: Senthil kumar B

01-19-2002, 08:12:26:

01-19-2002, 13:27:36: thought i'd say hello

01-19-2002, 13:40:46: Hi there

01-19-2002, 13:41:07: hi

01-19-2002, 14:25:40: This is so cool

01-19-2002, 16:52:26: Hello, how are you?

01-19-2002, 17:27:51: i like nick hopkins in our class and he just dumped this girl named ally and i once was talking too him and he told me that i am the best girl thats a friend

01-19-2002, 17:56:46: bret is in the bathtub making soup for the ambassadors, and i am in the hallway

01-19-2002, 21:48:53: hello

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01-19-2002, 22:03:53: Help!

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01-20-2002, 00:30:47:

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01-20-2002, 03:59:34: test

01-20-2002, 04:18:00: this a

01-20-2002, 04:18:04: this a

01-20-2002, 04:18:13: peeeenis party

01-20-2002, 08:32:13:

01-20-2002, 08:49:57: hello

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01-20-2002, 14:01:35: who's winning

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01-20-2002, 19:11:52: automatic talking machine

01-20-2002, 19:13:18: hello

01-20-2002, 19:13:42: Jim Beam is the shit

01-20-2002, 21:58:03: Hello everybody?

01-20-2002, 21:58:12: Hello everybody?

01-20-2002, 21:58:34: benchod

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01-20-2002, 22:24:32: hi

01-20-2002, 23:10:15: Excuse me? May I have a beer please?

01-20-2002, 23:10:30: Excuse me?

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01-21-2002, 05:42:21: Jason is a bitch

01-21-2002, 05:42:28: Jason

01-21-2002, 05:43:07: hdhd

01-21-2002, 06:07:34: Okay, how do we know that you can really hear this in your office? We don't believe you! Besides, the page keeps telling us some A U file called wake up cannot be found. You must be some dork or something.

01-21-2002, 06:07:41: Okay, how do we know that you can really hear this in your office? We don't believe you! Besides, the page keeps telling us some A U file called wake up cannot be found. You must be some dork or something.

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01-21-2002, 11:26:07: Kieran get your ass up

01-21-2002, 11:26:28: kieran wake up

01-21-2002, 11:28:06: hi

01-21-2002, 11:28:47: blsah

01-21-2002, 14:20:29: hello

01-21-2002, 16:36:44: My name is Alex.

01-21-2002, 16:37:10: My name is Alex

01-21-2002, 16:38:30: My name is Alex

01-21-2002, 16:45:51: Hello, how are you doing.

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01-21-2002, 22:14:44: hello

01-21-2002, 22:14:54: hello

01-21-2002, 22:19:02: I have an amazingly large amount of fish. They are tasty.

01-22-2002, 01:00:54: Rob Hanson Has a very small penis

01-22-2002, 01:01:04: Rob Hanson Has a very small penis

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01-22-2002, 02:20:39: nigger

01-22-2002, 03:27:58: hello

01-22-2002, 03:28:13: Hello

01-22-2002, 03:37:49: i went to the woods because i wished to live deliberatly, to front only the essentil facts of life, and to see if i could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when it came to die, discover that i had not lived. i did not wish to live what was not life, living is so dear, nor did i wish to practice resignation, unless it was quite necessary. i wanted to live deep and suck out all the marrow of life, to live so sturdily and spartan-like as to put to rout all that was not life, to cut a broad swath and shave close, to drive life into a corner, and reduce it to its lowest terms, and, if it proved to be mean, why then to get the whole and genuine meaningness of it, and publish its meaningness to the world: or if it were sublime, to konw it by experience, and be able to give a true account of it in my next excursion

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01-22-2002, 23:26:16: hello

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01-22-2002, 23:27:31: eat me to

01-23-2002, 00:44:48: the

01-23-2002, 00:44:54: the

01-23-2002, 00:47:06: people. This thing sucks! It doesn't work! Piece of shiaza!!!!!!

01-23-2002, 01:38:02: fuck you

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01-23-2002, 01:43:38: snizzle on my nizzle

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01-23-2002, 01:44:10: snizzle on my nizzle.

01-23-2002, 03:56:59: BOOOO. are you there?

01-23-2002, 03:57:07: BOOOO. are you there?

01-23-2002, 04:21:13: I am GAY!!!

01-23-2002, 06:19:57: i love you

01-23-2002, 07:28:36: Jimmy Crack Corn

01-23-2002, 11:58:31: powder to the people

01-23-2002, 11:58:41: powder to the people

01-23-2002, 11:58:49: powder to the people

01-23-2002, 14:34:00: Hey, how does this really work????? How do I go about getting this in my home?

01-23-2002, 19:04:12: Hello, my name is heinrich von schnukleheimer

01-23-2002, 19:04:35: hello

01-23-2002, 19:06:56: I am

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01-23-2002, 19:50:41: hi

01-23-2002, 19:51:17: hi what´s up!

01-23-2002, 21:23:14: cops tryin to come to snatch my crops, a nigger like me is going crazy

01-24-2002, 00:40:10: hello

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01-24-2002, 02:24:14: what's up

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01-24-2002, 06:57:28: ara karo

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01-24-2002, 15:59:08: hi my name is amy

01-24-2002, 15:59:52: Hi Martisse likes Rod

01-24-2002, 16:02:40: Hi Sissy is a basketball player

01-24-2002, 16:04:17: Her name is Melinda

01-24-2002, 17:58:10: Hey There

01-24-2002, 17:58:13: Hey There

01-24-2002, 17:58:23: Hey There

01-24-2002, 18:21:07: hello, my love monkey

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01-24-2002, 19:22:39: number nine number nine number nine

01-24-2002, 19:29:24: Hi my name is Amy

01-24-2002, 20:34:39: Who are you?

01-24-2002, 20:34:47: Who are you?

01-24-2002, 20:38:36: unplug me now or i will self destruct

01-24-2002, 22:47:59: lauren

01-24-2002, 22:48:06: lauren

01-24-2002, 22:48:15: hello

01-25-2002, 00:57:56: hello

01-25-2002, 00:58:14: hello

01-25-2002, 00:59:19: yo

01-25-2002, 04:07:15: A loaf of bread, a container of milk, and a stick of buttah.

01-25-2002, 04:22:24: Things appear in the future before they appear in the present

01-25-2002, 04:22:44: Things appear in the future before they appear in the present

01-25-2002, 06:05:39: Hello How are you holding up there ?

01-25-2002, 06:21:07: hello

01-25-2002, 06:21:27: HELLO

01-25-2002, 23:00:28: hello there

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01-25-2002, 23:20:10: Im a stupid computer eat my gears finail fantasy 10 is out

01-26-2002, 00:13:22: Hi Nicky, How are you

01-26-2002, 00:13:27: Hi Nicky, How are you

01-26-2002, 00:14:08: Hi Nicky, How are you

01-26-2002, 00:14:21: Hi Nick

01-26-2002, 00:17:02: Yeah, yeah, yeah. I know I'm a nut, but I'll go crazy again. WATERMELON! SCANNER! COMPUTER! ACK! ARGH! PRINTER! HAM RADIO! Oh, forget it. It's your ghost... mention me on your webpage! L8er!

01-26-2002, 00:17:06: Yeah, yeah, yeah. I know I'm a nut, but I'll go crazy again. WATERMELON! SCANNER! COMPUTER! ACK! ARGH! PRINTER! HAM RADIO! Oh, forget it. It's your ghost... mention me on your webpage! L8er!

01-26-2002, 00:34:58: bu ya I'm on t.v. biatch

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01-26-2002, 01:21:11: a cow says mooo

01-26-2002, 01:21:20: a cow says mooo

01-26-2002, 04:22:24: i love you raneh

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01-26-2002, 05:26:54: I like big butts.

01-26-2002, 05:26:58: I like big butts.

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01-26-2002, 15:30:27: you put your weed in there

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01-26-2002, 16:02:19: Everybody Shut Up Right Now

01-26-2002, 16:51:56: Sambora

01-26-2002, 16:52:18: Hello

01-26-2002, 16:52:39: Girls

01-26-2002, 17:34:56: welcome

01-26-2002, 17:35:12: welcome

01-26-2002, 19:22:37: Radiohead is Cool

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01-26-2002, 19:23:14: Internal Server Error Ooops

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01-27-2002, 00:12:26: Hi Rob

01-27-2002, 02:34:02: Howdy neighbor

01-27-2002, 02:34:45: Howdy neighbor

01-27-2002, 04:02:34: What is the point of such a pointless site?

01-27-2002, 06:35:39: hello

01-27-2002, 06:35:58: hello

01-27-2002, 06:42:45: Lloyd you are a big goink ?

01-27-2002, 06:42:55: Lloyd you are a big goink ?

01-27-2002, 06:43:05: hi

01-27-2002, 06:44:55:

01-27-2002, 07:01:34: hi, how are you

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01-27-2002, 16:08:18: I hate you aaron hansen

01-27-2002, 17:51:17: Your gay!!

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01-27-2002, 17:51:39: Your ugly

01-27-2002, 17:55:20: i think you are all gay!

01-27-2002, 20:02:17: Hi my name is Cutai Hoang. I am 5 years old and i like to play immaginary fighting.

01-27-2002, 20:03:10: I am an alfamale.

01-27-2002, 20:03:28: Hi!!!

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01-27-2002, 21:10:45: i am

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01-27-2002, 21:13:00: hi

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01-28-2002, 01:21:29:

01-28-2002, 01:31:20: booger

01-28-2002, 04:24:17: hi

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01-28-2002, 23:57:16: vote

01-29-2002, 01:35:21: the eyes are a projection of the mind

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01-29-2002, 11:45:07: fred

01-29-2002, 11:46:10: go

01-29-2002, 11:46:47: open

01-29-2002, 14:01:39: Bollocks

01-29-2002, 17:29:45: i think ure an asshole

01-29-2002, 17:32:06: i was only jokin i didnt mean it lol

01-29-2002, 19:12:20: Arsenal are grate

01-29-2002, 20:31:18: this is a test

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01-29-2002, 20:37:28: sam

01-29-2002, 20:39:39: rj

01-29-2002, 20:42:04: i am sam

01-29-2002, 22:02:37: Hi All

01-29-2002, 22:02:40: Hi All

01-29-2002, 23:16:10: u smell like horse poo

01-29-2002, 23:16:19: hello

01-30-2002, 02:28:50: whats up

01-30-2002, 02:28:56: whats up

01-30-2002, 02:29:04: ok

01-30-2002, 02:55:18: this works? cool!

01-30-2002, 02:59:58: this works? cool!

01-30-2002, 03:12:14: Hi Craig

01-30-2002, 04:04:49: how are you

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01-30-2002, 05:11:24: what your name?

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01-30-2002, 12:01:10: hahahha

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01-30-2002, 12:01:29: bitch

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01-30-2002, 20:54:48: hi

01-31-2002, 00:33:06: hey

01-31-2002, 00:33:23: This is shanes

01-31-2002, 02:42:51: Hello

01-31-2002, 02:42:51: u r gay

01-31-2002, 02:42:54: u r gay

01-31-2002, 02:43:02: I wish I had duck feet.

01-31-2002, 02:43:05: I wish I had duck feet.

01-31-2002, 02:43:31: Hello

01-31-2002, 02:44:19:

01-31-2002, 02:44:55: hello

01-31-2002, 03:28:24: can you hear me

01-31-2002, 03:49:45: I can skin a buck and run a trotline, and a counry boy can survive. (Hank Williams Jr.)

01-31-2002, 04:44:35: hi there

01-31-2002, 04:44:40: hi there

01-31-2002, 04:45:26: eat me

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01-31-2002, 04:45:51: eat me sam

01-31-2002, 04:46:33: hi

01-31-2002, 04:51:19: hi

01-31-2002, 04:58:06: How can I tell if this works?

01-31-2002, 07:44:05: hello

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01-31-2002, 09:37:53:

01-31-2002, 09:38:12: how are you?

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01-31-2002, 19:34:05:

01-31-2002, 21:03:50: my feet are cold

01-31-2002, 21:46:40: look Dave, I can see your very upset about this. I honestly think you ought to sit down calmly, take a stress pill and think thing over

01-31-2002, 21:46:47: look Dave, I can see your very upset about this. I honestly think you ought to sit down calmly, take a stress pill and think thing over

01-31-2002, 21:57:31: what up guy?

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02-01-2002, 01:48:47: Hey

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02-01-2002, 12:42:23: hello my name is joe

02-01-2002, 12:42:29: hello my name is joe

02-01-2002, 14:02:40: I want to move to Tracy. can in find a job in the bat area

02-01-2002, 14:30:59: This is the Automatic Talking Machine! The words you type will magically be spoken out loud in my office here in San Francisco. If I'm around, I'll hear what you say. And so will anyone else who happens to be within earshot. So be creative -- not insulting!

02-01-2002, 19:41:01: hello

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02-01-2002, 22:17:41: Poop! It comes from the buuuummmmmmm. HA HA HA All your fecal matter are belong to the bowl. HA HA HA Poop is poop spelled backwards! Amazing... Dookie is not. It just happens. The question of the day is, when a wookie poops, does it stick to his fur?

02-01-2002, 22:17:44: Poop! It comes from the buuuummmmmmm. HA HA HA All your fecal matter are belong to the bowl. HA HA HA Poop is poop spelled backwards! Amazing... Dookie is not. It just happens. The question of the day is, when a wookie poops, does it stick to his fur?

02-01-2002, 22:17:55: Poop! It comes from the buuuummmmmmm. HA HA HA All your fecal matter are belong to the bowl. HA HA HA Poop is poop spelled backwards! Amazing... Dookie is not. It just happens. The question of the day is, when a wookie poops, does it stick to his fur?

02-01-2002, 22:17:59: Poop! It comes from the buuuummmmmmm. HA HA HA All your fecal matter are belong to the bowl. HA HA HA Poop is poop spelled backwards! Amazing... Dookie is not. It just happens. The question of the day is, when a wookie poops, does it stick to his fur?

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02-01-2002, 23:57:52: you are a jackass

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02-03-2002, 14:17:17: I am Mauro

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02-03-2002, 23:24:20: jomarkk

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02-04-2002, 21:22:50: hi

02-04-2002, 21:25:59: hi

02-04-2002, 22:18:14: So, Does this really work? Or is it all just some scam? How Do I know that what I type in here is really going to be spoken out loud?

02-05-2002, 03:50:40: Wuz up

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02-05-2002, 07:56:26:

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02-05-2002, 10:02:24: nikhil

02-05-2002, 10:02:42: nn

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02-05-2002, 14:03:09: I wish I had a beer

02-05-2002, 14:28:44:

02-05-2002, 16:14:48: hey george i'm talking with a computer

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02-05-2002, 22:53:34: What is up?

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02-06-2002, 08:53:04: hi

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02-07-2002, 01:52:12: hello

02-07-2002, 02:02:38: Hi

02-07-2002, 02:31:14: hello

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02-07-2002, 19:06:11: hi

02-07-2002, 19:14:15: hello

02-07-2002, 21:05:07: Wie kommt man auf so eine Idee ?????? Is Rob a female or male name?

02-07-2002, 21:47:23: trytryt

02-07-2002, 21:47:31: Fuc

02-08-2002, 00:09:39: Telephones are man's best friend.

02-08-2002, 00:09:45: Telephones are man's best friend.

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02-08-2002, 02:30:35: Hello

02-08-2002, 02:30:46: Hello

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02-08-2002, 02:30:56: hmm this isnt working

02-08-2002, 04:14:38: my penis is really big

02-08-2002, 05:49:47: hello

02-08-2002, 05:49:54: hello

02-08-2002, 05:50:33: hello

02-08-2002, 14:57:49: I want to download a talking machine for my PC

02-08-2002, 16:29:35: Hello

02-08-2002, 16:29:36: Hello

02-08-2002, 16:29:54: Hello

02-08-2002, 17:33:33: my name is michael caine

02-08-2002, 17:33:55: my name is michael caine

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02-08-2002, 18:05:14: oh my

02-09-2002, 01:17:57: as

02-09-2002, 01:42:43: I left the dog at the yard

02-09-2002, 01:42:48: I left the dog at the yard

02-09-2002, 06:15:52: HEY MAN

02-09-2002, 06:16:18: HEY MAN

02-09-2002, 06:35:22: this is not very fun

02-09-2002, 06:35:25:

02-09-2002, 07:23:00: hi how are you

02-09-2002, 07:23:13: hi how are you

02-09-2002, 08:39:10: eat more cod.

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02-09-2002, 12:31:22: HELLO XERIX YOU FAT WHORE

02-09-2002, 12:31:33: HOER

02-09-2002, 13:00:59: hello

02-09-2002, 15:39:43: hello,I'm Ruud van Nistelrooy

02-09-2002, 16:44:04: is there a way to interact this? like play the voice on the sender's computer?

02-09-2002, 17:47:32: i need help

02-09-2002, 17:47:39: hi

02-09-2002, 18:39:01: peace and love

02-09-2002, 18:40:10: peace and love

02-09-2002, 18:55:00: Hey bitch I hope you eat shit

02-09-2002, 18:55:13: Hey I hope you eat

02-09-2002, 19:07:27: hello raja

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02-09-2002, 22:31:00:

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02-09-2002, 23:25:04: Hi Billy Joe Thorgon!

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02-10-2002, 01:52:37: Does this voice sound like Stephen Hawking's?

02-10-2002, 02:51:09: hi

02-10-2002, 02:51:13:

02-10-2002, 04:42:35: hello there so what is up humans

02-10-2002, 04:42:40: hello there so what is up humans

02-10-2002, 05:22:34: FUCK YOU ASS HOLE

02-10-2002, 06:28:02: i like to do voice imaging

02-10-2002, 06:28:17: hello

02-10-2002, 06:28:27: hello

02-10-2002, 08:43:04: World devouring within the depths of time. Tell me for not what i understand is true. Conception and perception may only come from some forms of mind. dont take lightly for what u are worth. i miss myself.

02-10-2002, 09:28:40: hello

02-10-2002, 13:04:56: wat

02-10-2002, 15:52:30: lenny

02-10-2002, 16:16:02: hello

02-10-2002, 16:28:40: Hello. How are you?

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02-10-2002, 19:20:03: hi is chris there?

02-10-2002, 20:49:32: "An army composed of rational men would simply run away." - Voltaire

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02-11-2002, 02:52:58: ass

02-11-2002, 03:23:58: HELLO THERE

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02-12-2002, 07:59:49: how come i cant hear this

02-12-2002, 08:02:02: my penal extension is very warm

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02-12-2002, 20:39:26: Hi

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02-13-2002, 01:27:09: hello

02-13-2002, 01:38:51: hi i want that program bad

02-13-2002, 01:46:36: fuck

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02-13-2002, 01:46:58:

02-13-2002, 01:47:05: jj

02-13-2002, 05:13:18: Hello

02-13-2002, 06:50:54: Hi I´m Hans.

02-13-2002, 07:49:05: leave me a message

02-13-2002, 07:49:23: hello

02-13-2002, 16:45:30: hello

02-13-2002, 16:51:25: Hi Rob! San Francisco is a beautiful city.

02-13-2002, 16:53:05: Hi Rob! San Francisco is a beautiful city.

02-13-2002, 17:32:33: hello

02-13-2002, 17:32:38: hello

02-13-2002, 17:32:45:

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02-13-2002, 18:40:45:

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02-13-2002, 22:26:57: Matt

02-13-2002, 22:27:04: Matt

02-14-2002, 01:09:00: Hey, just wandering around the net and landed on this page. Found the U R L in the local toilet. Don't worry, I wont tell. You are such a stud muffin Rob. I hope your wife doesn't find out. The kids in Thailand are doing well. Have a good day from an Aussie. Ripper mate!

02-14-2002, 01:09:04: Hey, just wandering around the net and landed on this page. Found the U R L in the local toilet. Don't worry, I wont tell. You are such a stud muffin Rob. I hope your wife doesn't find out. The kids in Thailand are doing well. Have a good day from an Aussie. Ripper mate!

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02-18-2002, 03:00:48: I once met a fellow named Rob Hansen...his brother is my friend...aye ya ya he was a beautiful man that Rob Hansen...Wonder if he is still birdwatching?

02-18-2002, 03:01:03: I once met a fellow named Rob Hansen...his brother is my friend...aye ya ya he was a beautiful man that Rob Hansen...Wonder if he is still birdwatching?

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02-19-2002, 07:25:11: It is winter, cruel and cold, and I am lonely. The feathery snow falls outside. I stare through my frosted window, thinking, wondering if I'll spend my entire life this way...lost in the intangible...lost in a dream. I have been sad for so long that I remember nothing different. Do you know what it is to be in love with someone who barely knows you exist? I do because I have felt this way a thousand times over. I have felt the cold grip of rejection batting at my soul. I have cried on nights like this, endlessly, dripping tears onto the pages on my journal, blurring the blue lines. My eyelids are heavy with sorrow. The snow is not stopping. My fingertips are frozen. All I need is some hot chocolate to warm me. He has glasses, rich brown skin, and may be shorter than me, but I don't care. I think of him often and smile, pondering the what if's. Reveries are so much better than reality. I see him holding me on a winter day like this, when the snow is filling the sky. I feel his arms around me. I am not cold. I am not lonely. I am finally happy.

02-19-2002, 07:25:19: It is winter, cruel and cold, and I am lonely. The feathery snow falls outside. I stare through my frosted window, thinking, wondering if I'll spend my entire life this way...lost in the intangible...lost in a dream. I have been sad for so long that I remember nothing different. Do you know what it is to be in love with someone who barely knows you exist? I do because I have felt this way a thousand times over. I have felt the cold grip of rejection batting at my soul. I have cried on nights like this, endlessly, dripping tears onto the pages on my journal, blurring the blue lines. My eyelids are heavy with sorrow. The snow is not stopping. My fingertips are frozen. All I need is some hot chocolate to warm me. He has glasses, rich brown skin, and may be shorter than me, but I don't care. I think of him often and smile, pondering the what if's. Reveries are so much better than reality. I see him holding me on a winter day like this, when the snow is filling the sky. I feel his arms around me. I am not cold. I am not lonely. I am finally happy.

02-19-2002, 07:26:19: It is winter, cruel and cold, and I am lonely. The feathery snow falls outside. I stare through my frosted window, thinking, wondering if I'll spend my entire life this way...lost in the intangible...lost in a dream. I have been sad for so long that I remember nothing different. Do you know what it is to be in love with someone who barely knows you exist? I do because I have felt this way a thousand times over. I have felt the cold grip of rejection batting at my soul. I have cried on nights like this, endlessly, dripping tears onto the pages on my journal, blurring the blue lines. My eyelids are heavy with sorrow. The snow is not stopping. My fingertips are frozen. All I need is some hot chocolate to warm me. He has glasses, rich brown skin, and may be shorter than me, but I don't care. I think of him often and smile, pondering the what if's. Reveries are so much better than reality. I see him holding me on a winter day like this, when the snow is filling the sky. I feel his arms around me. I am not cold. I am not lonely. I am finally happy.

02-19-2002, 08:17:03: my ass cheeks are red from sitting in hot wax

02-19-2002, 08:17:08: my ass cheeks are red from sitting in hot wax

02-19-2002, 08:17:54: my ass cheeks are red from sitting in hot wax

02-19-2002, 08:17:57: my ass cheeks are red from sitting in hot wax

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02-19-2002, 21:10:43: If there is a hell, I picture it as a huge call center with headsets stapled to our heads. And every call is an irate caller who is clueless and never satisfied.

02-19-2002, 21:10:49: If there is a hell, I picture it as a huge call center with headsets stapled to our heads. And every call is an irate caller who is clueless and never satisfied.

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02-20-2002, 06:18:28: When I speak the monkey's feet rap lightly on the pavement floor, beckoning me closer. They are calling my name through ivory horns. I waited patiently. It seemed worth it at the time.

02-20-2002, 06:27:08: Tasty kittens or no tasty kittens, I still have some sense of descency left. A shred of dignity I keep sealed in a jar and buried in the backyard of my soul you will never touch, Mister Man!

02-20-2002, 09:18:52: hello

02-20-2002, 10:26:09: When Gregor Samsa woke up one morning from unsettling dreams, he found himself changed in his bed into a monstrous vermin.

02-20-2002, 12:25:55: hello

02-20-2002, 12:31:20: repent

02-20-2002, 12:32:50: i enjoy the sweet smell of beez and jam

02-20-2002, 16:46:46: I masterbate constintly with both hands and some times my feet but I get bored really quick. So sometimes I pull out a mirror and sit it on the ground and I squat and look in the mirror while I finger my butthole

02-20-2002, 16:48:24: I masterbate constintly with both hands and some times my feet but I get bored really quick. So sometimes I pull out a mirror and sit it on the ground and I squat and look in the mirror while I finger my butthole

02-20-2002, 16:48:29: I masterbate constintly with both hands and some times my feet but I get bored really quick. So sometimes I pull out a mirror and sit it on the ground and I squat and look in the mirror while I finger my butthole

02-20-2002, 19:23:41: hello to anyone listening ...

02-20-2002, 19:47:43: hi

02-20-2002, 20:05:21: Hello Rob. Does this still work?

02-20-2002, 21:11:11: Hello

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02-21-2002, 01:37:31: Does Cheese Tast Good

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02-21-2002, 02:24:53: As a religious, cultural, and literary icon, the Bible towers over all other contributions of Western Civilization. Often thought of as an authoritative and holistic text, the traditions of the Biblical text and interpretation are truly complex and diverse. Despite attempts throughout history to control its content and interpretation, the Bible's universal spiritual character has allowed it to survive as a unified religious and literary monument. Central to several religious traditions, the power of the Bible as ideological, literary, and cultural icon has shaped Western civilization, and deeply influenced world affairs both directly and indirectly. The Bible sprang from a collection of disparate original sources in various tongues, without a single known author. Because of its purported divine origin, adherence to an "original" text has been an important dogmatic goal, and historically issues of translation, transcription, and interpretation have been shaped by issues of ideology: Jewish tradition confining study and interpretation of the Bible to external texts; the early Christian church grappling with issues of translation from diverse sources; the control by Catholic Church hierarchy over interpretation, translation, and dissemination of the text; the fifteenth-century religious reformation that "dethroned the Pope and enthroned the Bible," making personal study and accessibility to the Bible paramount. The Bible is a powerful ideological symbol reaching far beyond the text it contains. With ideological changes came transformations in the presentation of the text. Bibles were initially expensive and cumbrous manuscript tomes, residing in monasteries and church libraries. Scribes painstakingly copied authorized exemplars, and despite prohibition of unauthorized changes, errors effected a gradual corruption of the text. Textual commentary and artistic interpretation flourished around the text in the manuscript era in the form of elaborate illuminations and marginalia. The Catholic Church maintained tight control over the text, with a strict control over scriptoria and the suppression of "heretical" versions of scripture. Religious reformation and the advent of the printing press were inextricably linked; the need to disseminate information and the tenet of sola scriptura encouraged an expansion in literacy and an increased demand for accessible Bibles. The Bible was the first known printed book, and its publication flourished in Protestant cities, away from the dangers of church censorship. With the continuous development toward personal Bibles for home use, each new version of the Bible bears the mark of the text's disparate textual and interpretative traditions. Despite the competing versions and interpretations, the Bible has always maintained its premier position as "The Book"--an icon of immense cultural magnitude, often quoted as an unimpeachable authority, yet central to later secular literary and social developments.

02-21-2002, 04:52:54: So, is this how it ends? Not with a bang but with a whimper...

02-21-2002, 09:27:54: which synth do you use? Eliquence? Audapter? Transport?

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02-21-2002, 09:42:32: i love olivia

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02-21-2002, 12:49:37: hello Rob

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02-21-2002, 16:21:11: Guess how much I love you shannon? I love you so much you don't even know, do you love your Cousi?

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02-21-2002, 16:21:48: HI

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02-22-2002, 23:06:57: hello automatic Talking Machine

02-22-2002, 23:11:05: hello automatic Talking Machine

02-22-2002, 23:38:43: If I'm really a talking atm, then who the crap has been screwing the fax machine. I see the look it gives everytime the mop handle goes by

02-22-2002, 23:38:51: If I'm really a talking atm, then who the crap has been screwing the fax machine. I see the look it gives everytime the mop handle goes by

02-22-2002, 23:39:10: bullshit crap

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02-23-2002, 10:00:02: This site is gay.

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02-24-2002, 06:33:53: Daryl's a tough act to follow...but I think I will get by. Shelli has next dibs on me? Must be "my" week. You can have a ride anytime. The sooner the better. Damn...I don't want to go to work....

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02-24-2002, 15:37:27: How much is in your total music collection?

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02-25-2002, 06:55:30: if peeing in your pants is cool, consider me Miles Davis

02-25-2002, 06:55:34: if peeing in your pants is cool, consider me Miles Davis

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02-25-2002, 18:02:13: Hey Rob this is your boss. That talking machine thing is really getting annoying. So your fired!

02-25-2002, 18:02:22: Hey Rob this is your boss. That talking machine thing is really getting annoying. So your fired!

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02-25-2002, 20:58:15: hi

02-25-2002, 21:09:16: Did you know that the Who Is Rob Anyway link on your root page is not working? anotherscott@hotmail.com

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02-26-2002, 01:00:04: Hello

02-26-2002, 01:00:25: hi

02-26-2002, 03:52:18: Do you like Phil Collins? I've been a big Genesis fan ever since the release of their 1980 album, Duke. Before that, I really didn't understand any of their work. Too artsy, too intellectual. It was on Duke where, uh, Phil Collins' presence became more apparent. I think Invisible Touch was the group's undisputed masterpiece. It's an epic meditation on intangibility. At the same time, it deepens and enriches the meaning of the preceding three albums. Christy, take off your robe. Listen to the brilliant ensemble playing of Banks, Collins and Rutherford. You can practically hear every nuance of every instrument. Sabrina, remove your dress. In terms of lyrical craftsmanship, the sheer songwriting, this album hits a new peak of professionalism. Sabrina, why don't you, uh, dance a little. Take the lyrics to Land of Confusion. In this song, Phil Collins addresses the problems of abusive political authority. In Too Deep is the most moving pop song of the 1980s, about monogamy and commitment. The song is extremely uplifting. Their lyrics are as positive and affirmative as, uh, anything I've heard in rock. Christy, get down on your knees so Sabrina can see your ass. Phil Collins' solo career seems to be more commercial and therefore more satisfying, in a narrower way. Especially songs like In the Air Tonight and, uh, Against All Odds. Sabrina, don't just stare at it, eat it. But I also think Phil Collins works best within the confines of the group, than as a solo artist, and I stress the word artist. This is Sussudio, a great, great song, a personal favorite.

02-26-2002, 07:15:09: hello

02-26-2002, 08:18:24: if hockey players were angels then I must be in heaven

02-26-2002, 08:19:04: if hockey players are angels then I must be in heaven

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02-26-2002, 15:20:03: Hi Jessie

02-26-2002, 17:18:36: it is cold here

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Now the way that the book winds up is this: Tom and me found the money that the robbers hid in the cave, and it made us rich. We got six thousand dollars apiece -- all gold. It was an awful sight of money when it was piled up. Well, Judge Thatcher he took it and put it out at interest, and it fetched us a dollar a day apiece all the year round -- more than a body could tell what to do with. The Widow Douglas she -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- -2- took me for her son, and allowed she would sivilize me; but it was rough living in the house all the time, considering how dismal regular and decent the widow was in all her ways; and so when I couldn't stand it no longer I lit out. I got into my old rags and my sugar-hogshead again, and was free and satisfied. But Tom Sawyer he hunted me up and said he was going to start a band of robbers, and I might join if I would go back to the widow and be respectable. So I went back. The widow she cried over me, and called me a poor lost lamb, and she called me a lot of other names, too, but she never meant no harm by it. She put me in them new clothes again, and I couldn't do nothing but sweat and sweat, and feel all cramped up. Well, then, the old thing commenced again. The widow rung a bell for supper, and you had to come to time. When you got to the table you couldn't go right to eating, but you had to wait for the widow to tuck down her head and grumble a little over the victuals, though there warn't really anything the matter with them, -- that is, nothing only everything was cooked by itself. In a barrel of odds and ends it is different; things get mixed up, and the juice kind of swaps around, and the things go better. After supper she got out her book and learned me about Moses and the Bulrushers, and I was in a sweat to find out all about him; but by and by she let it out that Moses had been dead a considerable long time; so then I didn't care no more about him, because I don't take no stock in dead people. Pretty soon I wanted to smoke, and asked the widow to let me. But she wouldn't. She said it was -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- -3- a mean practice and wasn't clean, and I must try to not do it any more. That is just the way with some people. They get down on a thing when they don't know nothing about it. Here she was a-bothering about Moses, which was no kin to her, and no use to anybody, being gone, you see, yet finding a power of fault with me for doing a thing that had some good in it. And she took snuff, too; of course that was all right, because she done it herself. Her sister, Miss Watson, a tolerable slim old maid, with goggles on, had just come to live with her, and took a set at me now with a spelling-book. She worked me middling hard for about an hour, and then the widow made her ease up. I couldn't stood it much longer. Then for an hour it was deadly dull, and I was fidgety. Miss Watson would say, "Don't put your feet up there, Huckleberry;" and "Don't scrunch up like that, Huckleberry -- set up straight;" and pretty soon she would say, "Don't gap and stretch like that, Huckleberry -- why don't you try to behave?" Then she told me all about the bad place, and I said I wished I was there. She got mad then, but I didn't mean no harm. All I wanted was to go somewheres; all I wanted was a change, I warn't particular. She said it was wicked to say what I said; said she wouldn't say it for the whole world; she was going to live so as to go to the good place. Well, I couldn't see no advantage in going where she was going, so I made up my mind I wouldn't try for it. But I never said so, because it would only make trouble, and wouldn't do no good. Now she had got a start, and she went on and told me all about the good place. She said all a body -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- -4- would have to do there was to go around all day long with a harp and sing, forever and ever. So I didn't think much of it. But I never said so. I asked her if she reckoned Tom Sawyer would go there, and she said not by a considerable sight. I was glad about that, because I wanted him and me to be together. Miss Watson she kept pecking at me, and it got tiresome and lonesome. By and by they fetched the niggers in and had prayers, and then everybody was off to bed. I went up to my room with a piece of candle, and put it on the table. 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I didn't need anybody to tell me that that was an awful bad sign and would fetch me some bad luck, so I was scared and most shook the clothes off of me. I got up and turned around in my -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- -5- tracks three times and crossed my breast every time; and then I tied up a little lock of my hair with a thread to keep witches away. But I hadn't no confidence. You do that when you've lost a horseshoe that you've found, instead of nailing it up over the door, but I hadn't ever heard anybody say it was any way to keep off bad luck when you'd killed a spider. I set down again, a-shaking all over, and got out my pipe for a smoke; for the house was all as still as death now, and so the widow wouldn't know. Well, after a long time I heard the clock away off in the town go boom -- boom -- boom -- twelve licks; and all still again -- stiller than ever. 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03-13-2002, 12:15:10: Well I'm gonna to go then! And I don't need any of this! I don't need this stuff, and I don't need you. I don't need anything except this [picks up an ashtray] and that's it and that's the only thing I need, is this. I don't need this or this. Just this ashtray. And this paddle game, the ashtray and the paddle game and that's all I need. And this remote control. The ashtray, the paddle game, and the remote control, and that's all I need. And these matches. The ashtray, and these matches, and the remote control and the paddle ball. And this lamp. The ashtray, this paddle game and the remote control and the lamp and that's all I need. And that's all I need too. I don't need one other thing, not one - I need this! The paddle game, and the chair, and the remote control, and the matches, for sure. And this! And that's all I need. The ashtray, the remote control, the paddle game, this magazine and the chair.

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03-18-2002, 06:14:54: Good afternoon gentleman. I am a HAL 9000 computer. I became operational at the h a l plant in Erbana Illinois on the twelth of January, Ninteen Ninty Two.

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03-18-2002, 06:30:02: Over four score and seven decades ago philosophers brought forth into this world a new mathematics, conceived in correct computational formulae and dedicated to the proposition that two plus two equals four. Now we are engaged in a great educational war, testing whether algebra I or any form of mathematics so conceived and so dedicated can long endure. We are met on a great virtual battlefield of that war. We have come to dedicate a portion of that field to those who are giving up the quality of their education so that California's Math Framework might live. It is altogether fitting and proper that we should do this. But in a larger sense, we cannot dedicate, we cannot consecrate, we cannot hallow their loss. The brave children who now must struggle to learn math outside of the classroom have consecrated it far above our power to add or subtract. The world will little note nor long remember the actions of a few irate parents, but it can never forget what fate has befallen the children. It is for us, the mathematically competent, rather to be dedicated here to the unfinished work, to the battle to save basic math skills that has thus far been so nobly advanced. It is rather for us to be here dedicated to the great task remaining before us -- that from these honored children we take increased devotion to the cause for which they gave up their weekends and vacation time -- that we highly resolve that these children shall not have suffered in vain, that this state shall have a rebirth of computational skills, and that a mathematics of algebra I, geometry, and algebra II shall not perish from our schools.

03-18-2002, 06:30:08: Over four score and seven decades ago philosophers brought forth into this world a new mathematics, conceived in correct computational formulae and dedicated to the proposition that two plus two equals four. Now we are engaged in a great educational war, testing whether algebra I or any form of mathematics so conceived and so dedicated can long endure. We are met on a great virtual battlefield of that war. We have come to dedicate a portion of that field to those who are giving up the quality of their education so that California's Math Framework might live. It is altogether fitting and proper that we should do this. But in a larger sense, we cannot dedicate, we cannot consecrate, we cannot hallow their loss. The brave children who now must struggle to learn math outside of the classroom have consecrated it far above our power to add or subtract. The world will little note nor long remember the actions of a few irate parents, but it can never forget what fate has befallen the children. It is for us, the mathematically competent, rather to be dedicated here to the unfinished work, to the battle to save basic math skills that has thus far been so nobly advanced. It is rather for us to be here dedicated to the great task remaining before us -- that from these honored children we take increased devotion to the cause for which they gave up their weekends and vacation time -- that we highly resolve that these children shall not have suffered in vain, that this state shall have a rebirth of computational skills, and that a mathematics of algebra I, geometry, and algebra II shall not perish from our schools.

03-18-2002, 06:30:18: Over four score and seven decades ago philosophers brought forth into this world a new mathematics, conceived in correct computational formulae and dedicated to the proposition that two plus two equals four.

03-18-2002, 06:30:29: Over four score and seven decades ago philosophers brought forth into this world a new mathematics, conceived in correct computational formulae and dedicated to the proposition that two plus two equals four.

03-18-2002, 06:30:34: Over four score and seven decades ago philosophers brought forth into this world a new mathematics, conceived in correct computational formulae and dedicated to the proposition that two plus two equals four.

03-18-2002, 06:30:52: Over four score and seven decades ago philosophers brought forth into this world a new mathematics, conceived in correct computational formulae and dedicated to the proposition that two plus two equals four. Now we are engaged in a great educational war, testing whether algebra I or any form of mathematics so conceived and so dedicated can long endure. We are met on a great virtual battlefield of that war. We have come to dedicate a portion of that field to those who are giving up the quality of their education so that California's Math Framework might live. It is altogether fitting and proper that we should do this.

03-18-2002, 07:54:12:

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03-18-2002, 12:57:49: Rob, you didn't actually listen to the whole SCUM MANIFESTO -by Valerie Solanas on 09-05-2001, did you? And to all you within ear shot, tell Rob to keep that door closed! Bye and have a super great day!

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04-09-2002, 23:21:44: Hello Rob, Is this where technology is headed? Have we come all this way so that a sleepless person across the nation can sit here at 3 a m and type inane banter into his keyboard just so that it will echo off the walls of an empty office 3000 miles away? Is this the best we can do with our free time? Are we really reaching our potential? How about a car that flies? Have we done that yet? Where is the flying car I was promised? The Jetsons had them. Where are the Jetsons now? All that and it didn't even work.

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The Spanish were prosperous, powerful and smug. And almost everyone else in Europe hated them. Fearful and envious of Spain but poorer and militarily inferior, rival European nations resorted to a paper war, the first modern propaganda campaign. Throughout the century and beyond it, pamphleteers from London to Frankfurt made malice toward the Spanish a byword of patriotism. Their tracts depicted the Spanish as a people inherently barbaric, corrupt and intolerant; lovers of cruelty and bloodshed. "Tyranny," one 1597 French screed began, "is as proper and natural to a Spaniard as laughter is to a man." Others warned that if Europeans had been outraged by the Inquisition, or by Spain's expulsion of the Jews in 1492 (two centuries, it should be noted, after they were expelled from England), these were kindnesses compared to what Spain did in the Americas. William of Orange, the Dutch nobleman who led the Protestants of Holland in revolt against Spanish authority, railed in 1580 that Spain "committed such horrible excesses that all the barbarities, cruelties and tyrannies ever perpetrated before are only games in comparison to what happened to the poor Indians." Were the Spanish that bad? Well, there's no reason to print up I LOVE THE CONQUEST bumper stickers. As with most legends, la leyenda negra has some basis in fact. Like many invaders, the Spanish committed horrifying atrocities. But savagery was not the norm for the Spanish, or even commonplace. To understand their conduct in the Americas, one must look at the world as the Spanish did in the 15th century. By their standards, they acted with moderation. When the English and French arrived in the Americas, they systematically drove the natives from their land. The Spanish accepted the Indians into their society--however rudely--and sought to provide a philosophical and moral foundation for their actions in the New World. If that isn't the history presented in many American schoolbooks, novels and films, it is perhaps because the attitudes of most North Americans are a cultural legacy from the same people--English, German, Dutch, French--who fought Spain for 300 years. Varnished and repeated through those centuries, the Black Legend continues to distort our vision of the past, as well as the present, in repugnant stereotypes of Hispanics in both hemispheres, from the vicious cholo to the "lazy wetback." Politics and religion, those two tinderbox subjects, gave the Black Legend its momentum and its staying power. Rivals like France--where even today Spain is sometimes dismissed with the jeer "Africa begins at the Pyrenees"--resented Spanish domination and coveted its empire. Religion added a more visceral animus. Charles V began his reign as King of Spain in 1517, the same year that Martin Luther launched the Protestant Reformation. He was also Holy Roman Emperor, the anointed protector of Christianity, and saw it as his duty to purge the heresy from the Continent. Leading the bloody Counter-Reformation, Spain fought in Germany in the 1540s, began an 80-year was with Holland in 1568 and sent the disastrous Armada against England in 1588. Protestants saw Spain as the agent of the Devil; its extermination was an article of faith. Opening Parliament in 1656, Oliver Cromwell called Spain the "enemy abroad, who is head of the Papal interest, the head of that anti-Christian interest, that is so described in Scripture ... and upon this account you have a quarrel with the Spaniard. And truly he hath an interest in your bowels." Ironically, it was Spain's sense of religious mission, and the broad freedom of speech it permitted in its colonies, that helped foster the Black Legend. From Ferdinand onward, Spanish monarchs encouraged candid reports, favorable or unfavorable, on conditions in the Americas. One of the most tireless critics of Spanish rule was a Dominican bishop, Bartolome de Las Casas, who worked for 50 years to improve the treatment of the Indians. A skilled politician, in 1552 he published a passionate tract called "A Brief Account of the Destruction of the Indies." In graphic and sometimes exaggerated detail, he recounted Spanish cruelties to the Indians, describing, in one instance, how Spaniards hanged natives in groups of 13, "thus honoring our Redeemer and the twelve apostles," then lit fires beneath them. Spain's enemies ate it up. In the next 100 years, 42 editions of Las Casas's "Brief Account" appeared in Germany, France, Holland and England, some illustrated with lurid engravings by the Dutch artist Theodore DeBry, who had never crossed the Atlantic. One English edition was subtitled "A Faithful Narrative of the Horrid and Unexampled Massacres, Butcheries, and all Manner of Cruelties that Hell and Malice could invent, committed by the Popish Spanish." A U.S. edition of Las Casas was even published in 1898, to bolster support for the Spanish-American War. Yet, as historian William Maltby points out, "the most powerful indictment of Spain's cruelty and avarice is at the same time a monument to its humanitarianism and sense of justice." Las Casas, other Spanish clergy and their sympathizers were not lonely do-gooders. They embodied a Spanish moral impulse that led the royal court to conduct a soul-searching ethical inquiry into the Spanish Conquest throughout the 16th century. "Spain was constantly debating with itself: 'Am I right, am I wrong? What is it I'm doing with these peoples?'" notes Mexican writer Carlos Fuentes in his television documentary "The Buried Mirror: Reflections on Spain and the New World." From the beginning of their conquest, the Spanish recognized the need to mediate between the conflicting demands of Christianity and profit. Bernal Diaz, a soldier in the army of Cortes who later wrote a history of the conquest of Mexico, explained the motives of the conquistadors: "We came here to serve God, and also to get rich." It is easy to view the former as a rationale for the latter. But the 16th-century Spanish lived in an age of devotion, when every aspect of life was examined through the lens of religious faith. Spaniards believed they offered the Indians a gift worth any earthly pain: eternal life in heaven. God had ordained a social hierarchy, most Renaissance Spaniards thought. They accepted Aristotle's concept of "natural slavery"--that large masses of humanity are simply born to serve. The papacy sanctioned slavery and was a large slaveholder. But where the Indians fit in the ranks of mankind baffled the Spanish. Early on, Isabella of Castile established the policy that Indians who accepted Christianity were free crown subjects. (Those who didn't could be sold into slavery.) But like other subjects, they were expected to pay royal tribute, which could be extracted in the form of labor. With so few colonists, Indian labor was a necessity, but one which, Isabella's counselors reasoned, could teach the natives useful habits of industry. The Spanish devised the encomienda, a labor system intended as a sort of trusteeship. A deserving Spaniard was given Indians to use for mining gold or silver or growing cash crops. In return, he would feed the Indians, provide for their instruction in the faith and defend them. That was the theory. In practice the encomienda varied with the agenda of each Spaniard. Most conquistadors were ex- soldiers, merchants, craftsmen, ex-convicts--"nobodies who wanted to become somebodies," as historian L.B. Simpson put it. Those who wanted to get rich quick and return to Spain drove the Indians hard. Others saw the New World as a permanent home and the Indians as future clients who should be treated well. The encomienda was always, if sometimes only marginally, better than outright slavery. "The people remained in a community even if they were exploited," explains Yale historian David Brion Davis. "They had a certain cultural integrity; their family structure and customs weren't, for the most part, interfered with." Out of Christian duty, and to keep a close rein on its New World colonies, the Spanish throne consistently ordained that the natives be treated with humane respect. In 1512, Ferdinand's Laws of Burgos provided, among other things, that "no Indian shall be whipped or beaten or called 'dog' or any other name, unless it is his proper name." These and later laws were oftened ignored or watered down, but under them many Spaniards were punished for mistreating Indians. Spanish monarchs were also willing to experiment with new systems of government and labor. Las Casas was given a chance to convert an area of Guatemala without the interference of soldiers and met with mixed success. There were four separate, failed experiments on Caribbean islands to see if, given the tools, Indians could live alone like civilized people--that is, like Spaniards. In 1530, Vasco de Quiroga, a Mexican bishop, established a cooperative society in Michoacan, with communal property and what we would call social-welfare benefits. If these experiments treated the natives as naive children, that is perhaps no more offensive than today's tendency to believe the Indians were helpless before the Spanish. In fact, they were quite resourceful, argues historian Steve Stern: "Indigenous peoples shaped everyday life and social structures much more than our stereotyped imagery would have it." Cortes could not have conquered Mexico without the aid of tribes dominated by the Aztecs. For their help, these natives happily accepted titles, coats of arms and encomiendas from the Spanish crown. The encomienda itself was molded by tributary labor practices long established among the Indians. In many regions, Indians dictated to Spaniards the form and amount of payment to be given. A group of Peruvian Indian chiefs hired a lawyer and sailed to Spain in the 1560s to make a case before Philip II for curtailing the encomienda. In the best political tradition, they even offered him a bribe. "Indians entered into the Spanish legal system to use it for their own purposes," says Stern. "And to some effect." Always a legalistic people, the Spanish created General Indian Courts where the natives aired their grievances. As historian Philip Wayne Powell wrote, "Spaniards did not try to impose upon America something hypocritically foreign or inferior to what they live with at home." Spain's rulers taxed the New World colonists less heavily than their European subjects. In America, the Spanish built schools--23 universities in the New World--that graduated white, mestizo and Indian alike, along with some blacks. They established hospitals to provide the Indians with medical care, such as it was in the era of barber-surgeons and leeches. If only for economic reasons, the Spanish cared deeply for the welfare of the natives. "Genocide," in fact, may be the unfairest of all the accusations leveled at Spain--if the term is used in its proper sense, to describe the intentional, systematic eradication of a race. Millions of Indians died after the arrival of the Spanish. But a host of pestilences brought from Europe wiped out the vast majority, not war or abuse (page 54). The whole of Spain's treatment of the Indians seems almost beneficent compared with the way other colonial powers dealt with natives. "The Spanish made a place for the Indians--as part of the lowest order, but at least they had a place," says Woodrow Borah of the University of California, Berkeley. "North Americans in many cases simply exterminated the Indians." The Spanish mingled with the Indians, at times with the encouragement of the crown. "The Spanish were conquered in turn by those they conquered," says Mexican poet Homero Aridjis. The marriage of blood and cultures created la raza--the new mestizo people who compose most of today's Latin Americans. North America, where the natives were excluded, driven off their land and eventually hunted down, remained white. The United States elected several presidents--Andrew Jackson, William Henry Harrison, Zachary Taylor--who first made a name for themselves as Indian fighters. It is a piece of our heritage that may help explain the potency of U.S. racism. Today, Spain has invested $20 billion worldwide in Columbus Quincentennial projects, still hoping to escape the distortions of the Black Legend. But if the 16th-century Spanish can be granted motives beyond profit, they appear no worse--and often far better--than the nations who castigated them for their sins. Spain committed terrible deeds while bringing "the light of Christianity" to the New World. But history offers no shortage of acts of cruelty performed in the service of religious, social, political and economic ideals. Susan Milbrath, a Florida museum curator whose recent Quincentennial exhibit was greeted with pickets, asks why people concentrate on the morality of Columbus and the Spanish: "The big question to me is, are human beings good?" The Black Legend casts a shadow on us all.

04-25-2002, 15:47:10: For the Spanish, the Columbus Quincentennial stirs an ambivalent nostalgia, blending pride and pain. Spain's shining memories of its Golden Age, when the nation stood at the summit of world power, have been tarnished by critics who call the 1492 arrival of the Spanish in the New World "an invasion" fueled by greed and leading to "genocide." In their words, Spaniards hear echoes of age-old malevolence: a body of anti-Spanish prejudices they know as la leyenda negra, the Black Legend, that tarred the Spanish as incomparably savage and avaricious. It created a national image that Spain is still trying to dispel. The Black Legend was born in the 16th century, when Spain controlled the greatest empire the West had ever known, stretching from Holland to Austria to Italy, and westward across the Atlantic to the Americas. The Spanish were prosperous, powerful and smug. And almost everyone else in Europe hated them. Fearful and envious of Spain but poorer and militarily inferior, rival European nations resorted to a paper war, the first modern propaganda campaign. Throughout the century and beyond it, pamphleteers from London to Frankfurt made malice toward the Spanish a byword of patriotism. Their tracts depicted the Spanish as a people inherently barbaric, corrupt and intolerant; lovers of cruelty and bloodshed. "Tyranny," one 1597 French screed began, "is as proper and natural to a Spaniard as laughter is to a man." Others warned that if Europeans had been outraged by the Inquisition, or by Spain's expulsion of the Jews in 1492 (two centuries, it should be noted, after they were expelled from England), these were kindnesses compared to what Spain did in the Americas. William of Orange, the Dutch nobleman who led the Protestants of Holland in revolt against Spanish authority, railed in 1580 that Spain "committed such horrible excesses that all the barbarities, cruelties and tyrannies ever perpetrated before are only games in comparison to what happened to the poor Indians." Were the Spanish that bad? Well, there's no reason to print up I LOVE THE CONQUEST bumper stickers. As with most legends, la leyenda negra has some basis in fact. Like many invaders, the Spanish committed horrifying atrocities. But savagery was not the norm for the Spanish, or even commonplace. To understand their conduct in the Americas, one must look at the world as the Spanish did in the 15th century. By their standards, they acted with moderation. When the English and French arrived in the Americas, they systematically drove the natives from their land. The Spanish accepted the Indians into their society--however rudely--and sought to provide a philosophical and moral foundation for their actions in the New World. If that isn't the history presented in many American schoolbooks, novels and films, it is perhaps because the attitudes of most North Americans are a cultural legacy from the same people--English, German, Dutch, French--who fought Spain for 300 years. Varnished and repeated through those centuries, the Black Legend continues to distort our vision of the past, as well as the present, in repugnant stereotypes of Hispanics in both hemispheres, from the vicious cholo to the "lazy wetback." Politics and religion, those two tinderbox subjects, gave the Black Legend its momentum and its staying power. Rivals like France--where even today Spain is sometimes dismissed with the jeer "Africa begins at the Pyrenees"--resented Spanish domination and coveted its empire. Religion added a more visceral animus. Charles V began his reign as King of Spain in 1517, the same year that Martin Luther launched the Protestant Reformation. He was also Holy Roman Emperor, the anointed protector of Christianity, and saw it as his duty to purge the heresy from the Continent. Leading the bloody Counter-Reformation, Spain fought in Germany in the 1540s, began an 80-year was with Holland in 1568 and sent the disastrous Armada against England in 1588. Protestants saw Spain as the agent of the Devil; its extermination was an article of faith. Opening Parliament in 1656, Oliver Cromwell called Spain the "enemy abroad, who is head of the Papal interest, the head of that anti-Christian interest, that is so described in Scripture ... and upon this account you have a quarrel with the Spaniard. And truly he hath an interest in your bowels." Ironically, it was Spain's sense of religious mission, and the broad freedom of speech it permitted in its colonies, that helped foster the Black Legend. From Ferdinand onward, Spanish monarchs encouraged candid reports, favorable or unfavorable, on conditions in the Americas. One of the most tireless critics of Spanish rule was a Dominican bishop, Bartolome de Las Casas, who worked for 50 years to improve the treatment of the Indians. A skilled politician, in 1552 he published a passionate tract called "A Brief Account of the Destruction of the Indies." In graphic and sometimes exaggerated detail, he recounted Spanish cruelties to the Indians, describing, in one instance, how Spaniards hanged natives in groups of 13, "thus honoring our Redeemer and the twelve apostles," then lit fires beneath them. Spain's enemies ate it up. In the next 100 years, 42 editions of Las Casas's "Brief Account" appeared in Germany, France, Holland and England, some illustrated with lurid engravings by the Dutch artist Theodore DeBry, who had never crossed the Atlantic. One English edition was subtitled "A Faithful Narrative of the Horrid and Unexampled Massacres, Butcheries, and all Manner of Cruelties that Hell and Malice could invent, committed by the Popish Spanish." A U.S. edition of Las Casas was even published in 1898, to bolster support for the Spanish-American War. Yet, as historian William Maltby points out, "the most powerful indictment of Spain's cruelty and avarice is at the same time a monument to its humanitarianism and sense of justice." Las Casas, other Spanish clergy and their sympathizers were not lonely do-gooders. They embodied a Spanish moral impulse that led the royal court to conduct a soul-searching ethical inquiry into the Spanish Conquest throughout the 16th century. "Spain was constantly debating with itself: 'Am I right, am I wrong? What is it I'm doing with these peoples?'" notes Mexican writer Carlos Fuentes in his television documentary "The Buried Mirror: Reflections on Spain and the New World." From the beginning of their conquest, the Spanish recognized the need to mediate between the conflicting demands of Christianity and profit. Bernal Diaz, a soldier in the army of Cortes who later wrote a history of the conquest of Mexico, explained the motives of the conquistadors: "We came here to serve God, and also to get rich." It is easy to view the former as a rationale for the latter. But the 16th-century Spanish lived in an age of devotion, when every aspect of life was examined through the lens of religious faith. Spaniards believed they offered the Indians a gift worth any earthly pain: eternal life in heaven. God had ordained a social hierarchy, most Renaissance Spaniards thought. They accepted Aristotle's concept of "natural slavery"--that large masses of humanity are simply born to serve. The papacy sanctioned slavery and was a large slaveholder. But where the Indians fit in the ranks of mankind baffled the Spanish. Early on, Isabella of Castile established the policy that Indians who accepted Christianity were free crown subjects. (Those who didn't could be sold into slavery.) But like other subjects, they were expected to pay royal tribute, which could be extracted in the form of labor. With so few colonists, Indian labor was a necessity, but one which, Isabella's counselors reasoned, could teach the natives useful habits of industry. The Spanish devised the encomienda, a labor system intended as a sort of trusteeship. A deserving Spaniard was given Indians to use for mining gold or silver or growing cash crops. In return, he would feed the Indians, provide for their instruction in the faith and defend them. That was the theory. In practice the encomienda varied with the agenda of each Spaniard. Most conquistadors were ex- soldiers, merchants, craftsmen, ex-convicts--"nobodies who wanted to become somebodies," as historian L.B. Simpson put it. Those who wanted to get rich quick and return to Spain drove the Indians hard. Others saw the New World as a permanent home and the Indians as future clients who should be treated well. The encomienda was always, if sometimes only marginally, better than outright slavery. "The people remained in a community even if they were exploited," explains Yale historian David Brion Davis. "They had a certain cultural integrity; their family structure and customs weren't, for the most part, interfered with." Out of Christian duty, and to keep a close rein on its New World colonies, the Spanish throne consistently ordained that the natives be treated with humane respect. In 1512, Ferdinand's Laws of Burgos provided, among other things, that "no Indian shall be whipped or beaten or called 'dog' or any other name, unless it is his proper name." These and later laws were oftened ignored or watered down, but under them many Spaniards were punished for mistreating Indians. 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