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The Ice Palace
The Ice Palace
The Ice Palace
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A young southern woman is bored with her unchanging environment, and—much to her friends’ chagrin—gets engaged to a northern man. After disregarding their concerns, she travels north during the winter to visit her fiancé’s home town and meet his family, and comes to a major realization.
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Release dateApr 14, 2020
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The Ice Palace
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F. Scott Fitzgerald

F. Scott Fitzgerald was born in St. Paul, Minnesota, in 1896. He attended Princeton University, joined the United States Army during World War I, and published his first novel, This Side of Paradise, in 1920. That same year he married Zelda Sayre and for the next decade the couple lived in New York, Paris, and on the Riviera. Fitzgerald’s masterpieces include The Beautiful and Damned, The Great Gatsby, and Tender Is the Night. He died at the age of forty-four while working on The Last Tycoon. Fitzgerald’s fiction has secured his reputation as one of the most important American writers of the twentieth century.

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    The Ice Palace - F. Scott Fitzgerald

    The Ice Palace

    by F. Scott Fitzgerald

    Start Publishing LLC

    Copyright © 2020 by Start Publishing LLC

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    Manufactured in the United States of America

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    ISBN 978-1-952438-33-2

    Table of Contents

    I

    II

    III

    IV

    V

    VI

    The Ice Palace

    I

    The sunlight dripped over the house like golden paint over an art jar, and the freckling shadows here and there only intensified the rigor of the bath of light. The Butterworth and Larkin houses flanking were entrenched behind great stodgy trees; only the Happer house took the full sun, and all day long faced the dusty road-street with a tolerant kindly patience. This was the city of Tarleton in southernmost Georgia, September afternoon.

    Up in her bedroom window Sally Carrol Happer rested her nineteen-year-old chin on a fifty-two-year-old sill and watched Clark Darrow’s ancient Ford turn the corner. The car was hot—being partly metallic it retained all the heat it absorbed or evolved—and Clark Darrow sitting bolt upright at the wheel wore a pained, strained expression as though he considered himself a spare part, and rather likely to break. He laboriously crossed two dust ruts, the wheels squeaking indignantly at the encounter, and then with a terrifying expression he gave the steering-gear a final wrench and deposited self and car approximately in front of the Happer steps. There was a heaving sound, a death-rattle, followed by a short silence; and then the air was rent by a startling whistle.

    Sally Carrol gazed down sleepily. She started to yawn, but finding this quite impossible unless she raised her chin from the window-sill, changed her mind and continued silently to regard the car, whose owner sat brilliantly if perfunctorily at attention as he waited for an answer to his signal. After a moment the whistle once more split the dusty air.

    Good mawnin’.

    With difficulty Clark twisted his tall body round and bent a distorted glance on the window.

    Tain’t mawnin’, Sally Carrol.

    Isn’t it, sure enough?

    What you doin’?

    Eatin’ ‘n apple.

    Come on go swimmin’—want to?

    Reckon so.

    How ‘bout hurryin’ up?

    Sure enough.

    Sally Carrol sighed voluminously and raised herself with profound inertia from the floor where she had been occupied in alternately destroyed parts

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