"Whatever comes of it after this [in Russia] every one in the world should be plainly told of what took place in those first weeks. For it was a dazzling revelation of the deep, deep powers for brotherhood and friendliness that lie buried in mankind. I was no dreamer; I was a chemist, a scientist, used to dealing with facts. All my life I had smiled at social dreams as nothing but Utopias. But in those days I was wholly changed, for I could feel beneath my feet this brotherhood like solid ground. There is no end to what men can do—for there is no limit to their good will, if only they can be shown the way." Tarasov, in Ernest Poole's "The Village." "I am the way ..." Jesus Christ.
These stories are told in the words of Calliope Marsh. Wherever I have myself intruded a word, it is with apology to her. I chronicle her stories as faithfully as I am able, faults and all, and, through her, the affairs of the village, reflecting in its small pool the people and the stars.
And always I hear most clearly as her conclusion:
"Life is something other than that which we believe it to be."
Portage, Wisconsin, 1919.
NOTE
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THE FEAST OF NATIONS
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Chapter 2
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THE STORY OF JEFFRO I
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THE STORY OF JEFFRO II
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WHEN NICK NORDMAN CAME BACK HOME
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BEING GOOD TO LETTY
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SOMETHING PLUS
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THE ART AND LOAN DRESS EXHIBIT
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ROSE PINK
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ROSE PINK II
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ROSE PINK III
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ROSE PINK IV
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PEACE
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DREAM
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THE BROTHER-MAN
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THE CABLE
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THE CABLE II
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THE CABLE III
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WHEN THE HERO CAME HOME
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FOLKS
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