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.and switch thereby to another scene that was taking place at no particular spot far down the road. In a moving automobile sat a southern gentleman accompanied by his body-servant. He was on his way, after a fashion, to New York but he was somewhat hampered by the fact that the upper and lower portions of his automobile were no longer in exact juxtaposition. In fact from time | feedboo is Dice Brassknuckles Guitar Fitzgerald Francis Scott Published 1923 Categorie s Fiction Short Stories Source http gutenberg.net.au 1 About Fitzgerald Francis Scott Key Fitzgerald September 24 1896 - December 21 1940 was an American Jazz Age author of novels and short stories. He is regarded as one of the greatest twentieth century writers. Fitzgerald was of the self-styled Lost Generation Americans born in the 1890s who came of age during World War I. He finished four novels left a fifth unfinished and wrote dozens of short stories that treat themes of youth despair and age. Also available on Feedbooks for Fitzgerald The Curious Case of Benjamin Button 1922 The Great Gatsby 1925 The Great Gatsby 1925 Tender is the Night 1933 This Side of Paradise 1920 The Beautiful and the Damned 1922 I Didn t Get Over 1936 The Rich Boy 1926 Jacob s Ladder 1927 The Sensible Thing 1924 Copyright This work is available for countries where copyright is Life 70 and in the USA. Note This book is brought to you by Feedbooks http www.feedbooks.com Strictly for personal use do not use this file for commercial purposes. 2 Parts of New Jersey as you know are under water and other parts are under continual surveillance by the authorities. But here and there lie patches of garden country dotted with old-fashioned frame mansions which have wide shady porches and a red swing on the lawn. And perhaps on the widest and shadiest of the porches there is even a hammock left over from the hammock days stirring gently in a mid-Victorian wind. When tourists come to such last-century landmarks they stop their cars and gaze for a while and then mutter Well thank God this age is joined on to something or else they say Well of course that house is mostly halls and has a thousand rats and one bathroom but there s an atmosphere about it The tourist doesn t stay long. He drives on to his Elizabethan villa of pressed cardboard or his early Norman meat-market or his medieval Italian pigeon-coop because