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Still common in the Empire of Abyssinia is human slavery. Every now & then bold subjects of His Majesty Emperor Haile Selassie stage a slave raid into adjoining territory. Last week they raided Britain's Kenya Colony, carried off a fine herd of Kenya women & girls into slavery, left 150 Kenya men dead in their villages...
...detachment of the theme; he has tried the balled stanza and has made a Indicrous failure of that difficult form so losing all claim to poetic merit. Use of the classic device anacolnthon has made ungrammatical hash, unpalatable, wretched English, as witness the line. "Yet many, like myself, am slave." This is not to say that there are no good lines in the poem, nor that the treatment in places is not amazingly fine, but the whole is no better than its average, and the average entices the reader only with the charm of being interested in a slightly better...
...story opens in Kansas-the "Bleeding Kansas" of 1856. Dour John Brown, scratching a bare living as a farmer in the Adirondacks, was a fanatical Abolitionist. He had sent some of his seven big sons out to help settle Kansas, keep her from becoming a slave state. Soon they needed help, sent word rifles would come in handier than bread. John Brown took the rifles out himself. When the Southerners burned Lawrence, John Brown took a bloody revenge. With a small party he went in the dead of night to enemy cabins, took men out of their beds and killed...
...That morning citizens of Harper's Ferry, Va. woke to sinister rumors. John Brown had captured the arsenal, cut the telegraph wires, proclaimed a slave insurrection. But no slaves came flocking in to him. Militia surrounded the engine house where Brown's tiny "army" made their last stand. U. S. Marines finished off the shambles the militia left. During his trial and in the days he waited for the scaffold, old John Brown was at his fanatical best. Few who saw him then thought him insane; even his jailer felt sympathy for him, admired...
...Proust traces, things and people have slowly altered, but it took the war to give the final impetus for the complete reversal of the Paris society, the society of the "Guermantes set," he pictures. From the time that the narrator sees the stricken M. de Charlus bow like a slave before Mme. de Sainte-Euverte, a woman he had always refused to recognize, till the author decides to write this work, it is the change that has come about that he emphasizes. The unevenness of two stones in the Prince de Guermantes courtyard, for instance, brings back...