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nach der Bestellung gedruckt Neuware - Printed after ordering - Mitch Miller is a novel written by Edgar Lee Masters. The book tells the story of Mitch Miller, a young man who grows up in a small town in the Midwest during the late 19th century. Mitch is a talented musician and dreams of becoming a great composer, but he struggles to find his place in the world. He falls in love with a local girl named Caroline, but their relationship is complicated by class differences and Mitch's own insecurities.As Mitch tries to make a name for himself in the music world, he faces numerous challenges and setbacks. He travels to Chicago and New York City, where he meets other aspiring musicians and composers, but he also encounters ruthless competition and corruption. Along the way, Mitch must confront his own limitations and flaws, as well as the harsh realities of the world around him.The novel explores themes of ambition, love, and the pursuit of artistic greatness. It also portrays the social and economic realities of small-town life in the Midwest during the late 19th century, as well as the challenges faced by young people trying to make their way in a rapidly changing world. Overall, Mitch Miller is a compelling and thought-provoking novel that offers a vivid portrait of a young man's struggle to find his place in the world.1920. American poet and novelist who practiced law for nearly thirty years. Spoon River Anthology is the book that made his reputation and is regarded as one of the most popular and widely known works in all of American literature. Mitch Miller, one of his novels, is mostly about growing up in Illinois. The book begins: Supposin¿¿¿¿¿¿¿ you was lyin¿¿¿¿¿¿¿ in a room and was asleep or pretty near asleep; and bein¿¿¿¿¿¿¿; asleep you could hear people talkin¿¿¿¿¿¿¿ but it didn¿¿¿¿¿¿¿t mean nothin¿¿¿¿¿¿¿ to you-just talk; and you kind of knew things was goin¿¿¿¿¿¿¿ on around you, but still you was way off in your sleep and belonged to yourself as a sleeper, and what was goin¿¿¿¿¿¿¿ on didn¿¿¿¿¿¿¿t make no difference to you; and really, supposin¿¿¿¿¿¿¿ you was tryin¿¿¿¿¿¿¿ to get back into deeper sleep before you heard these things. And then supposin¿¿¿¿¿¿¿ now and then as your eyes rolled back into your head while sleepin¿¿¿¿¿¿¿ you saw through the lids-not tryin¿¿¿¿¿¿¿ to look, but your eyes just saw as they rolled past the open place between the lids-and you saw squares of light and dark, or maybe roundish blurs. See other titles by this author available from Kessinger Publishing.This scarce antiquarian book is a facsimile reprint of the old original and may contain some imperfections such as library marks and notations. Because we believe this work is culturally important, we have made it available as part of our commitment for protecting, preserving, and promoting the world's literature in affordable, high quality, modern editions, that are true to their original work.…