Ladies in the Parlor

Ladies in the Parlor

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Overview

This is the saga of Madame Rosenbloom's fashionable establishment in Chicago and of the ladies in her domain. And here is the Jim Tully of "Circus Parade", the forthright Tully whose language is as frank as life itself.
Tully does not pull his punches. The big men and the little ladies for whom Madame Rosenbloom's house is a social center are portrayed with vigor and honesty. The novel is crammed with incident and penetrating word pictures. It is not a story for the squeamish. But if life itself, that robust, lusty segment of life that is here so honestly and brilliantly depicted, does not frighten or shock you, this novel will hold your deepest interest.
Upon initial printing of this book in 1935, copies were seized from the publisher and destroyd by police based on allegations that the material was obscene and blasphemous. It is unknown how many copies survived.
This is the first printing since that time.

Product Details

ISBN-13: 9780983031437
Publisher: Underworld Amusements
Publication date: 07/06/2008
Pages: 164
Product dimensions: 6.00(w) x 9.00(h) x 0.38(d)

About the Author

JIM TULLY, American author, was born in a log cabin near St. Mary's, Ohio, on June 3, 1888, the third son of James Dennis Tully and Marie Bridget Lawler Tully. "My father," says Tully, "was a drunken ditch digger who came from Ireland when he was ten years of age. My mother was a country school teacher who also came from Ireland as a child. These two people and many others who were a part of my miserable background are depicted in my books."

In his seventh year, Tully's mother died, and he was sent to the St. Joseph Orphan Asylum in Cincinnati, Ohio. At eleven he left the orphanage and went to work on a farm fifty miles north of his birthplace, where he was "kicked about" for three years.

When he was fourteen he ran away and became a tramp. For seven years he "rode the rods," drifting from town to town (he crossed the country three times) occasionally working as a laborer, chainmaker, dishwasher, circus hand, or newsboy. He sojourned at intervals in five jails.

"He became an inveterate library bum," writes Sara Haardt, "ducking in and out of public libraries from one end of the country to the other. He read everything: biography, history, fiction; Dostoievsky, Carlyle, Olive Schreiner, Balzac, Dumas, Mark Twain, Conrad, the files of the old Smart Set."

At twenty-one Tully became a pugilist and might have gone to the top, he says, save that he "was not stolid enough." He was a featherweight, fighting at about 122 pounds. After winning a number of bouts, he was knocked unconscious for nearly twenty four hours in San Francisco. The ring, he decided, was not his vocation. He became a salesman-"and succeeded," earning $20,000 a year. In later metamorphoses he was a traveling tree surgeon and a reporter on the Akron Press and Beacon Journal.

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