Title:  Sister Carrie

Author:  Theodore Dreiser

Release Date:  May, 2004 [EBook #5267] [Yes, we are more than one year ahead of schedule] [This file was first posted on June 10, 2002] [Most recently updated:  June 20, 2002]

Edition:  10a

Language:  English

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SISTER CARRIE

Chapter I THE MAGNET ATTRACTING:  A WIFE 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 dollar in money.  It was in August, 1889.  She was eighteen years or age, bright, timid, and full of the illusions of ignorance and youth.  Whatever touch of regret at parting characterized her given up.  A gush of tears at her mother’s farewell kiss, mill where her father worked by the day, a pathetic sigh as the familiar green environs of the village passed in review and the threads which bound her so lightly to girlhood and home were irretrievably broken.

To be sure there was always the next station, where one might descend and return.  There was the great city, bound more closely by these very trains which came up daily.  Columbia City was not so very far away, even once she was in Chicago.  What pray, is a few hours a few hundred miles?  She looked at the little slip bearing her sister’s address and wondered.  She gazed at the green landscape, now passing in swift review until her swifter thoughts replaced its impression with vague conjectures of what Chicago might be.

When a girls leaves her home at eighteen, she does one of two things.  Either she falls into saving hands and becomes better, or she rapidly assumes the cosmopolitan standard of virtue and becomes worse.  Of an intermediate balance, under the circumstances, there is no possibility.  The city has its cunning wiles, no less than the infinitely smaller and more human tempter.  There are large forces which allure with all the soul fullness of expression possible in the most cultured human.  The gleam of a thousand lights is often as effective as the persuasive light in a wooing and fascinating eye.  Half the undoing of the unsophisticated and natural mind is accomplished by forces wholly superhuman.  A blare of to the astonished scenes in equivocal terms.  Without a counselor at hand to whisper cautious interpretation what falsehoods may not these things breathe into the unguarded ear!  Unrecognized for what they are, their beauty, like music, too often relaxes, then wakens, then perverts the simpler human perceptions.