Puritan's Progress: An Informal Account of Certain Puritans & Their Descendants from the American Revolution to the Present Time, Their Manners & Customs, Their Virtues & Vices. Together with Some Possibly Forgotten Episodes in the Development of American Social & Economic Life during the Last One Hundred & Fifty Years

Puritan's Progress: An Informal Account of Certain Puritans & Their Descendants from the American Revolution to the Present Time, Their Manners & Customs, Their Virtues & Vices. Together with Some Possibly Forgotten Episodes in the Development of American Social & Economic Life during the Last One Hundred & Fifty Years

Puritan's Progress: An Informal Account of Certain Puritans & Their Descendants from the American Revolution to the Present Time, Their Manners & Customs, Their Virtues & Vices. Together with Some Possibly Forgotten Episodes in the Development of American Social & Economic Life during the Last One Hundred & Fifty Years

Puritan's Progress: An Informal Account of Certain Puritans & Their Descendants from the American Revolution to the Present Time, Their Manners & Customs, Their Virtues & Vices. Together with Some Possibly Forgotten Episodes in the Development of American Social & Economic Life during the Last One Hundred & Fifty Years

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PURITAN'S PROGRESS

CHAPTER I
An Author in Search of a Grandfather (New York--1930)

THE searchlight raking the sky caught the wing-tip of the night mail for Chicago droning west 3,000 feet over our heads; thirty stories below us darted schools of black shining minnows released by the traffic towers' automatic signals; a powdery haze of parti-colored light dimmed that of the moon looking down upon the proud, preposterous, incredible city with its blazing caldrons of tinted fire; while high over all the white beam wavered anxiously up and down, slanting hither and yon, searching the stars--for what?

"Amazing!" remarked my friend.

"Magnificent--and terrifying!" I replied.

We turned from the penthouse balcony and stepped inside his apartment. He paused by a sideboard.

"Scotch?"

I nodded.

"Who would have thought when I used to kick you around at school that you'd ever be making three hundred thousand dollars a year!" I said, looking at the prints and tapestries which covered the walls.

"That's not so much! There are two hundred and eightythree men in the United States with an annual income of . . .

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