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FOR thirty seconds no one moved. An odd sort of paralysis seemed to have gripped every one in the room,—paralysis of the mind as well as of the body. Then puzzled, wondering looks were exchanged. A man sitting near the fireplace glanced sharply, apprehensively at the huge beams in the ceiling and muttered: “What was it! Sounded as though something had smashed in the roof. There’s a tremendous wind. It may have got that big tree at the corner of the locker room.” “It couldn’t have been thunder,—not at this time of the year,” said one of the women, sending a nervous, frightened look at her…mehr
FOR thirty seconds no one moved. An odd sort of paralysis seemed to have gripped every one in the room,—paralysis of the mind as well as of the body. Then puzzled, wondering looks were exchanged. A man sitting near the fireplace glanced sharply, apprehensively at the huge beams in the ceiling and muttered: “What was it! Sounded as though something had smashed in the roof. There’s a tremendous wind. It may have got that big tree at the corner of the locker room.” “It couldn’t have been thunder,—not at this time of the year,” said one of the women, sending a nervous, frightened look at her husband who sprawled ungracefully in a big Morris chair at the end of a table littered with newspapers and magazines. “‘Gad, did you feel the house rock?” exclaimed he, sitting up suddenly, his eyes narrowing as with pain. “Like an earthquake. “It couldn’t have been an earthquake,” interrupted his wife, starting up from her chair. “Why couldn’t it?” he demanded crossly, and then glanced around at the other occupants of the room,—ten or a dozen men and women seated in a wide semi-circle in front of the huge logs blazing in the fireplace. “What do you think it was, Zimmie?”
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George Barr McCutcheon was a famous American author who lived from July 26, 1866, to October 23, 1928. A group of books set in Graustark, a made-up country in East Europe, and the book Brewster's Millions, which was turned into a play and several movies, are his most well-known works. He was born in Indiana's Tippecanoe County. Even though he didn't go to school, his father stressed the value of literature and encouraged his boys to write. During McCutcheon's childhood, his dad had a few jobs that needed him to go to different places in the county. McCutcheon went to Purdue University and shared a room with George Ade, who would later become a comedian. He was editor of the newspaper Lafayette Daily Courier and wrote a satirical serial book about life on the Wabash River while he was in college. He died in Manhattan, New York City, New York. His brother was the famous artist John T. McCutcheon of that name. A lot of Indiana writers from the same time as McCutcheon are thought to be part of the Golden Age of Indiana Literature.
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