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The Project Gutenberg EBook of The Bacillus of Beauty, by Harriet StarkCopyright laws are changing all over the world. Be sure to check thecopyright laws for your country before downloading or redistributingthis or any other Project Gutenberg eBook.This header should be the first thing seen when viewing this ProjectGutenberg file. Please do not remove it. Do not change or edit theheader without written permission.Please read the "legal small print," and other information about theeBook and Project Gutenberg at the bottom of this file. Included isimportant information about your specific rights and restrictions inhow the file may be used. You can also find out about how to make adonation to Project Gutenberg, and how to get involved.**Welcome To The World of Free Plain Vanilla Electronic Texts****eBooks Readable By Both Humans and By Computers, Since 1971*******These eBooks Were Prepared By Thousands of Volunteers!*****Title: The Bacillus of BeautyA Romance of To-dayAuthor: Harriet StarkRelease Date: October, 2005 [EBook #9081][Yes, we are more than one year ahead of schedule][This file was first posted on September 4, 2003]Edition: 10Language: EnglishCharacter set encoding: ISO-8859-1*** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE BACILLUS OF BEAUTY ***Produced by Suzanne Shell, Richard Prairie and Distributed ProofreadersBACILLUSOFBEAUTY_A Romance of To-day__BY_
 
HARRIET STARKCONTENTS.CHAPTERBook I: _The Broken Chrysalis:_I. THE METAMORPHOSISII. THE MOST BEAUTIFUL WOMAN IN THE WORLDIII. THE HORNETS' NESTIV. THE GODDESS AND THE MOBV. A HIGH-CLASS CONCERTBook II: _The Birth of the Butterfly:_I. THE PSYCHOLOGICAL MOMENTII. A SUNDAY-SCHOOL LESSONIII. THE QUEST OF KNOWLEDGEIV. GIRL BACHELOR AND BIOLOGISTV. THE FINDING OF THE BACILLUSVI. THE GREAT CHANGEVII. THE COMING OF THE LOVERBook III: _The Joy of the Sunshine:_I. CHRISTMASII. A LOOKING OVER BY THE PACKIII. SNARLING AT THE COUNCIL ROCKIV. IN THE INTERESTS OF MUSICV. A PLAGUE OF REPORTERSVI. LOVE IS NOTHINGVII. LOVE IS ALLVIII. A LITTLE BELATED EARLBOOK IV: _The Bruising of the Wings:_I. THE KISS THAT LIEDII. THE IRONY OF LIFEIII. THE SUDDENNESS OF DEATHIV. SOME REMARKS ABOUT CATSV. THE LOVE OF LORD STRATHAYVI. LITTLE BROWN PARTRIDGESVII. LETTERS AND SCIENCEVIII. A CHAPERON ON A CATTLE TRAINIX. A BURST OF SUNLIGHTX. PLIGHTED TROTHBOOK V: _The End of the Beginning:_I. THE DEEDS OF THE FARMII. CADGE'S ASSIGNMENTIII. "P.P.C."
 
BOOK I.THE BROKEN CHRYSALIS._(From the Shorthand Notes of John Burke.)_THE BACILLUS OF BEAUTYCHAPTER I.THE METAMORPHOSIS.NEW YORK, Sunday, Dec. 16.I am going to set down as calmly and fully as I can a plain statement ofall that has happened since I came to New York.I shall not trim details, nor soften the facts to humour my own amazement,nor try to explain the marvel that I do not pretend to understand.I begin at the beginning--at the plunge into fairy tale and miracle that Imade, after living twenty-five years of baldest prose, when I met HelenWinship here.Why, I had dragged her to school on a sled when she was a child. I watchedher grow up. For years I saw her nearly every day at the State Universityin the West that already seems so unreal, so far away, I loved her.Man, I knew her face better than I knew my own! Yet when I met her here--when I saw my promised wife, who had kissed me good-by only last June--Idid not recognise her. I looked full into her great eyes and thought shewas a stranger; hesitated even when she called my name. It's a miracle! Ora lie, or a wild dream; or I am going crazy. The thing will not bebelieved. And yet it's true.This is my calmness! If I could but think it might be a tremendous blunderout of which I would sometime wake into verity! But there has been nomistake; I have not been dreaming unless I am dreaming now.As distinctly as I see the ugly street below, I remember everything thathas befallen me since my train pulled into Jersey City last Thursdaymorning. I remember as one does who is served by sharpened senses. Onlyonce in a fellow's lifetime can he look upon New York for the first time--and to me New York meant Helen. Everything was vividly impressed upon mymind.I crossed the Cortlandt Street ferry and walked up Broadway, wonderingwhat Helen would say if I called before breakfast. I could scarcely wait.I stopped in front of St. Paul's Church, gaping up at a twenty-six storybuilding opposite; a monstrous shaft with a gouge out of its south side asif lightning had rived off a sliver. I went over to it and saw that I hadcome to Ann Street, where Barnum's museum used to stand. The Post Office,the City Hall, the restaurant where I ate breakfast, studying upon the
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