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Identifier: reviewofreviewsw06newy (find matches)
Title: Review of reviews and world's work
Year: 1890 (1890s)
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Publisher: New York Review of Reviews Corp
Contributing Library: Robarts - University of Toronto
Digitizing Sponsor: University of Toronto

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lting each other with fruit or descendingto the ground for a battle royal. On one occasionthey fought over the question of womans rights.Young Jules maintained, after the fashi m of thedominant male, that if Louise, by studying her lj(joks,kept her intelligence abreast of his, she could only beregarded as an abnormal specimen of her sex. Shecould not stand this imi)utation on womanhood,and replied hotly. From words they came to blows,and the youthful poets literally broke their lutes overeach others heads. They soon made it up, however,and resumed their search for toads, which they usedto collect in order to put into the pockets or throwat the heads of wicked people. Ultimately they gavethis up, realizing that however just it might be tothe wicked ones, it was abominably cruel to the toads.In the yard behind the wall they improvised a stage
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LOUISE MICHEL IN HER TEENS. on the woodpile, on which they represented all thebloodiest episodes of the Reign of Ten-or. Beforetheir imaginative eyes the woodpile became a scaffold.They ascended it in turn as if they were going to theguillotine, and, crjing Vive la Republique, lay down 158 THE REVIEW OF REFIEIVS. and placed their heads under the (imaginary) fatalknife. They seemed to have a strange craving forthe horrible. Children, like savages, delight in blood,and Louise and Jules ransacked their histories fortales of terror. Sometimes they would mount thewoodpile as if it were a funeral pyre, and throw intodramatic form the burning of Huss, or other terriblescenes in the history of religious persecution. Theysang as they mounted the scaffold, until one day thegrandfather told them that this was too theatrical.They should ascend it quietly, and then proclaimaloud on the platform the principles for which theywere supposed to die. When they tired of the his-torical drama they hunted

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