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Maggie A Girl Of The Streets
Maggie A Girl Of The Streets
Maggie A Girl Of The Streets
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Maggie A Girl Of The Streets

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Maggie: A Girl of the Streets is an 1893 novella by American author Stephen Crane who was born in 1871 and lived a tragically young life. The story centers on Maggie, a young girl from the Bowery who is driven to desperate circumstances by poverty and solitude. Written when Crane was only 22 its strong sense of literary realism and hard edged themes caused publishers to back away from it. So Crane published it himself under the pseudonym Johnston Smith. Of course Crane then wrote the grand work of his life The Red Badge Of Courage which was published in 1895. Such was the success of that book that it allowed him to re-publish Maggie: A Girl of the Streets, albeit with many changes in 1896. Stephen Crane died in 1900.

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Release dateOct 11, 2013
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Stephen Crane

Stephen Crane was born in Newark, New Jersey, in 1871. He died in Germany on June 5, 1900.

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  • Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
    4/5
    While the dialogue took some getting used to and some of the terms are no longer used today, I fell in love with this story. I watched Maggie grow up, fall in love and ultimately die. Crane not only gained my attention but also my sympathy for a character so lifelike I could almost see her. I felt like I was transported back in time to witness Maggie's life. Definitely worth reading and a critical piece of American Fiction.
  • Rating: 2 out of 5 stars
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    I had to read this for my econ. class, interesting read. It was easy to read, but considering the time frame that the story was taking place in some of the dialogue was a little crud and hard to read. Again that was people on the street long ago with no education so I get why it was that way. I felt bad for Maggie considering the life she read, but the ending! WTH?! grrr
  • Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
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    Maggie: A Girl of the Streets by Stephen Crane; (4*)Novelist Stephen Crane (1871-1900) is familiar to many readers due to The Red Badge of Courage which he wrote in 1895. That one is a classic of the Civil War. This one is an 1893 classic of the hellish slums of late 19th century New York.Crane tell the story of Maggie, a girl raised in a brutal, alcoholic, tenement environment and how the despair of that culture rarely allowed for the successful growth; physically, mentally and emotionally, of the individual.The story opens with Jimmie, at this point a young boy, trying by himself to fight a gang of boys from an opposing neighborhood. He is saved by his friend, Pete, and comes home to his sister Maggie, his toddling brother Tommie, his brutal and drunken father and his mother, Mary. The parents terrified the children with their drunkenness and brutality. Years pass, the father and Tommie die, and Jimmie hardens into a sneering, aggressive, cynical youth. He gets a job as a teamster, having no regard for anyone but firetrucks who would run him down. Maggie begins to work in a shirt factory, but her attempts to improve her life are undermined by her mother's drunken rages. Maggie begins to date Jimmie's friend Pete, who has a job as a bartender and seems a very fine fellow, convinced that he will help her escape the life she leads. He takes her to the theater and the museum. One night Jimmie and Mary accuse Maggie of "Goin to deh devil", essentially kicking her out of the tenement, throwing her lot in with Pete. Jimmie goes to Pete's bar and picks a fight with him (even though he himself has ruined other boys' sisters). As the neighbors continue to talk about Maggie, Jimmie and Mary decide to join them in badmouthing her instead of defending her.Later, Nellie, a "woman of brilliance and audacity" convinces Pete to leave Maggie. Thus abandoned, Maggie tries to return home but is rejected by her mother and scorned by the entire tenement. In a later scene a prostitute, implied to be Maggie, wanders the streets moving into progressively worse neighborhoods until, reaching the river, she is followed by a grotesque and shabby man. The next scene shows Pete drinking in a saloon with six fashionable women "of brilliance and audacity." He passes out, whereupon one, possibly Nellie, takes his money. In the final chapter, Jimmie tells his mother that Maggie is dead. The mother exclaims, ironically, as the neighbors comfort her, "I'll forgive her!"I found this work strangely upsetting but still Crane's writing is brilliant.
  • Rating: 5 out of 5 stars
    5/5
    I loved it. The characters and plot are haunting and realistic, the story absolutely drags you into every detail and you can't forget them once you're done reading.
  • Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
    4/5
    I highly recommend this short work by Stephen Crane, better known for The Red Badge of Courage. Maggie: A Girl of The Streets portrays a dismal picture of life at the bottom rung of the social order in 19th century NYC, and is a damning commentary on alcoholism, poor parenting and how much environment can negatively impact one's ultimate happiness.
  • Rating: 2 out of 5 stars
    2/5
    Not a very good book, in my opinion. The dialect came across as ludicrous. The morality was ridiculous, but I suppose that was the point. The mother and son were probably worse morally than the daughter, but it was her state in life that destroyed her.
  • Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
    4/5
    Maggie is reared amid poverty nd two drunkard parents. Her brothers favourite past time is brawling. Her younger brother dies- more than likely from neglect - as does her father.As she grows into a young women she is rejected by her first love and her morals are questioned by her family, her mother not wanting her back home , claiming she cannot understand how anything in her upbringing could bring her to this point.
    A sad reflection on the degree to which "family" is responsible for the next generation, and the inability of some to see this.
    This is a short story, and was a luxury to read in the 1974 Limited Edition Club edition

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Maggie A Girl Of The Streets - Stephen Crane

Maggie: A Girl of the Streets by Stephen Crane

Stephen Crane was born 1st November, 1871 in Newark, New Jersey and was the eighth surviving child out of fourteen.  Incredibly he began writing at the age of four and was published several times by the age of sixteen. 

Crane only began a full-time education when he was nine but quickly mastered the grades needed to catch up and move forward. Although educated at Lafayette and Syracuse he had little interest in completing university and was keener to move on to a career, declaring college to be ‘a waste of time’.  By twenty he was a reporter and two years later had published his debut novel ‘Maggie: A Girl of the Streets’.  In literary circles this was hailed as the first work of American literary Naturalism.

Two years later, in 1895, he was the subject of worldwide acclaim for his Civil War novel, written without the benefit of any actual war experiences, ‘The Red Badge of Courage’.  It was indeed a masterpiece and his finest hour.  A year later life began its downwards descent when he became embroiled in a scandal which was to doom his career.  In attempting to help a suspected prostitute being falsely charged by a policeman he became the target of the authorities.

Later the same year en-route to Cuba as a War Correspondent he met the hotel madam Cora Taylor in Jacksonville, Florida.  This was to become the defining relationship of his life.  Continuing his journey, somewhere between Florida and Cuba his ship sank, and he was cast adrift for several days.  Rescued, he returned to cover conflicts wherever they were situated, some as far away as Greece.  For a time he lived in England with Cora, usually beyond their means, befriending fellow writers such as H G Wells and Joseph Conrad.  

In declining health and beset by money problems, Stephen Crane died of tuberculosis, aged a mere 28 on 5th June 5, 1900, at Badenweiler, Germany. He is buried in New Jersey.

Index of Contents

Chapter I

Chapter II

Chapter III

Chapter IV

Chapter V

Chapter VI

Chapter VII

Chapter VIII

Chapter IX

Chapter X

Chapter XI

Chapter XII

Chapter XIII

Chapter XIV

Chapter XV

Chapter XVI

Chapter XVII

Chapter XVIII

Chapter XIX 

Maggie: A Girl of the Streets

Chapter I

A very little boy stood upon a heap of gravel for the honor of Rum Alley. He was throwing stones at howling urchins from Devil's Row who were circling madly about the heap and pelting at him.

His infantile countenance was livid with fury. His small body was writhing in the delivery of great, crimson oaths.

Run, Jimmie, run! Dey'll get yehs, screamed a retreating Rum Alley child.

Naw, responded Jimmie with a valiant roar, dese micks can't make me run.

Howls of renewed wrath went up from Devil's Row throats. Tattered gamins on the right made a furious assault on the gravel heap. On their small, convulsed faces there shone the grins of true assassins. As they charged, they threw stones and cursed in shrill chorus.

The little champion of Rum Alley stumbled precipitately down the other side. His coat had been torn to shreds in a scuffle, and his hat was gone. He had bruises on twenty parts of his body, and blood was dripping from a cut in his head. His wan features wore a look of a tiny, insane demon.

On the ground, children from Devil's Row closed in on their antagonist. He crooked his left arm defensively about his head and fought with cursing fury. The little boys ran to and fro, dodging, hurling stones and swearing in barbaric trebles.

From a window of an apartment house that upreared its form from amid squat, ignorant stables, there leaned a curious woman. Some laborers, unloading a scow at a dock at the river, paused for a moment and regarded the fight. The engineer of a passive tugboat hung lazily to a railing and watched. Over on the Island, a worm of yellow convicts came from the shadow of a building and crawled slowly along the river's bank.

A stone had smashed into Jimmie's mouth. Blood was bubbling over his chin and down upon his ragged shirt. Tears made furrows on his dirt-stained cheeks. His thin legs had begun to tremble and turn weak, causing his small body to reel. His roaring curses of the first part of the fight had changed to a blasphemous chatter.

In the yells of the whirling mob of Devil's Row children there were notes of joy like songs of triumphant savagery. The little boys seemed to leer gloatingly at the blood upon the other child's face.

Down the avenue came boastfully sauntering a lad of sixteen years, although the chronic sneer of an ideal manhood already sat upon his lips. His hat was tipped with an air of challenge over his eye. Between his teeth, a cigar stump was tilted at the angle of defiance. He walked with a certain swing of the shoulders which appalled the timid. He glanced over into the vacant lot in which the little raving boys from Devil's Row seethed about the shrieking and tearful child from Rum Alley.

Gee! he murmured with interest. A scrap. Gee!

He strode over to the cursing circle, swinging his shoulders in a manner which denoted that he held victory in his fists. He approached at the back of one of the most deeply engaged of the Devil's Row children.

Ah, what deh hell, he said, and smote the deeply-engaged one on the back of the head. The little boy fell to the ground and gave a hoarse, tremendous howl. He scrambled to his feet, and perceiving, evidently, the size of his assailant, ran quickly off, shouting alarms. The entire Devil's Row party followed him. They came to a stand a short distance away and yelled taunting oaths at the boy with the chronic sneer. The latter, momentarily, paid no attention to them.

What deh hell, Jimmie? he asked of the small champion.

Jimmie wiped his blood-wet features with his sleeve.

Well, it was dis way, Pete, see! I was goin' teh lick dat Riley kid and dey all pitched on me.

Some Rum Alley children now came forward. The party stood for a moment exchanging vainglorious remarks with Devil's Row. A few stones were thrown at long distances, and words of challenge passed between small warriors. Then the Rum Alley contingent turned slowly in the direction of their home street. They began to give, each to each, distorted versions of the fight. Causes of retreat in particular cases were magnified. Blows dealt in the fight were enlarged to catapultian power, and stones thrown were alleged to have hurtled with infinite accuracy. Valor grew strong again, and the little boys began to swear with great spirit.

Ah, we blokies kin lick deh hull damn Row, said a child, swaggering.

Little Jimmie was striving to stanch the flow of blood

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