Sister Carrie
| dc.contributor | Eris, Project |
| dc.contributor.author | Dreiser, Theodore, 1871-1945 |
| dc.date.accessioned | 2018-07-27 |
| dc.date.accessioned | 2022-08-19T15:15:13Z |
| dc.date.available | 2022-08-19T15:15:13Z |
| dc.date.created | 1900 |
| dc.date.issued | 1994-01-12 |
| dc.identifier | ota:2013 |
| dc.identifier.uri | http://hdl.handle.net/20.500.14106/2013 |
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| dc.language | English |
| dc.language.iso | eng |
| dc.publisher | University of Oxford |
| dc.relation.ispartof | Oxford Text Archive Core Collection |
| dc.rights | Distributed by the University of Oxford under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike 3.0 Unported License. |
| dc.rights.uri | http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-sa/3.0/ |
| dc.rights.label | PUB |
| dc.title | Sister Carrie |
| dc.type | Text |
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| files.size | 883696 |
| files.count | 1 |
| otaterms.date.range | 1900-1999 |
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1900
SISTER CARRIE
by Theodore Dreiser
Chapter I.
THE MAGNET ATTRACTING: A WAIF AMID FORCES
When Caroline Meeber boarded the afternoon train for Chicago, her
total outfit consisted of a small trunk, a cheap imitation
alligator-skin satchel, a small lunch in a paper box, and a yellow
leather snap purse, containing her ticket, a scrap of paper with her
sister's address in Van Buren Street, and four dollars in money. It
was in August, 1889. She was eighteen years of age, bright, timid, and
full of the illusions of ignorance and youth. Whatever touch of regret
at parting characterised her thoughts, it was certainly not for
advantages now being given up. A gush of tears at her mother's
farewell kiss, a touch in her throat when the cars clacked by the
flour mill where her father worked by the day, a pathetic sigh as
the familiar green environs of the villag . . .
