The Story* moves from west to east, from Kansas City to Sing Sing death chair. It is drab as a freight yard, long and unrelenting as a freight train, dismally disastrous as a fuddled driver and a grade crossing.
In the Griffiths family, the father preaches on the streets, the mother slaves at a mission, the daughter is seduced by a flashy actor, the son hops bells in the big hotel. This son, Clyde, is our hero.
He learns to drink, spoon and...
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