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Short Story Analysis: The Open Boat by Stephen Crane

stephen crane short stories

But no, she cannot mean to drown me. Instead, he is suggesting that the men are furious because they believe that fate has toyed with their lives. At last they went to the dining-car. The wind tore at the house and some loose thing beat regularly against the clap-boards like a spirit tapping. The card was halted, and the men stared at the Swede. One might have thought that he had the sense of silly suspicion which comes to guilt.


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Short Stories: The Bride Comes to Yellow Sky by Stephen Crane

stephen crane short stories

We picture the world as thick with conquering and elate humanity, but here, with the bugles of the tempest pealing, it was hard to imagine a peopled earth. As the play went on, it was noticeable that the cowboy was not board-whacking as usual. The loss of the moment allowed time for the arrival of Scully, and also allowed the cowboy time to give the Swede a great push which sent him staggering back. Crane is less well known for his short stories, poems, and essays but the modern reader will discover that he produced excellent work beyond his widely known novel. He had committed an extraordinary crime. And then old Scully himself! He was like a creature allowed a glimpse of another world.

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stephen crane short stories

I found it to be really quite interesting. The son gasped and opened his eyes languidly. It is kind of funny, I have never before ready Wild West type of literature, nor never felt any inclination toward those kind of stories, and yet it was the Wild West elements in The Bride Comes to Yellow Sky, that I rather enjoyed. For it was certainly an abominable injustice to drown a man who had worked so hard, so hard. He moved in the direction of his desire, chanting Apache scalp-music.

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Short Story Analysis: The Open Boat by Stephen Crane

stephen crane short stories

The man on the beach is merely waving to all four men in the boat without understanding that they are in need of help. The form of the lighthouse had vanished from the southern horizon, but finally a pale star appeared, just lifting from the sea. And I refused to stand up and be a man. Afterwards there was a short silence. During the same year, while in Jacksonville, Florida, he met the owner of a brothel, Cora Taylor. But these matters did not annoy him. The Red Badge 1895 was quite different from Maggie in style and approach, and it brought Crane international fame and quite a bit of money.

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The Open Boat

stephen crane short stories

The time had not yet been called for him to hug the floor, but, as a minor precaution, he sidled near to the wall. In 1897 he went to Cuba as a journalist to report on the rebellion against the Spanish, but on the way he was shipwrecked and reported as dead. In his tone there was always a great threat. A moment afterwards the barkeeper was in the street dinning through the storm for help, and, moreover, companionship. A door opened, and Scully himself entered. Off to the correspondent's left, the cook's great white and corked back bulged out of the water, and in the rear the captain was hanging with his one good hand to the keel of the overturned dingey.

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The Blue Hotel

stephen crane short stories

The Swede was not in the room. One came, and evidently decided to alight on the top of the captain's head. His eyes continued to rove from man to man. Rather than plod through moral tropes, the book is subtle and imagistic, while still being firmly entrenched in the realism of late 1890s America. Each time a man could wrest his attention from the rollers, he turned his glance toward the shore, and in the expression of the eyes during this contemplation there was a singular quality.

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Selected Short Stories by Stephen Crane

stephen crane short stories

But the hour of Yellow Sky, the hour of daylight, was approaching. As he was rowing, the captain gave him some whisky-and-water, and this steadied the chills out of him. They started in the direction of the Rostina sharp-shooters. When the party reached the comparative peace of this spot it was found that the Swede was still bellowing. It shot forward, and a human body, this citadel of virtue, wisdom, power, was pierced as easily as if it had been a melon. With a loud flourish of words Scully destroyed the game of cards, and bustled his son up-stairs with part of the baggage of the new guests. He found a street and made travel along it, leaning heavily upon the wind whenever, at a corner, a terrific blast caught him.


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Short Story Analysis: The Open Boat by Stephen Crane

stephen crane short stories

Save for the busy drummer and his companions in the saloon, Yellow Sky was dozing. The Easterner was startled to find that they were out in a wind that seemed to come direct from the shadowed arctic floes. At one end a bronze figure sturdily held a support for a separated chamber, and at convenient places on the ceiling were frescoes in olive and silver. The black waves were silent and hard to be seen in the darkness. He's about the last one of the old gang that used to hang out along the river here. The five chairs were formed in a crescent about one side of the stove.

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