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This historical novel is a cautionary tale intended to emphasize how history repeats in libertys battle against tyranny. It spans four dramatic timeframes of the French Revolutions reign of terror, the American Civil War, the Prague Spring Uprising in the height of the cold war, and concludes in the desperate Iranian Revolution, which ushered in an age of terrorism and war on freedom. The saga chronicles the genealogy of a French family which escapes the guillotines of Paris to live in Prague, Bohemia, in the 1800s. From there, the story morphs into the struggle of one of this same familys French/Czech descendants who immigrated to America, as he fought in the Battle of Shiloh. The storyline returns to the days in Prague, 1968, as an Arab Spring phenomenon occurred to overthrow their oppressive rule, only to be followed by a new reign of terror. The final segment of the book takes the reader to the streets of Tehran, Iran, as a repeat of the revolt against a monarchy, as in France, resulted in mayhem and violence. The book is a thus a cautionary tale for the days we live in. Finally, there is an emotional, personal study of survival despite oppression, which those persecuted under tyranny learned. The repeated character of Pierre, Pjeter, and Peter tells of this familys eventual escape to freedom. Uniquely, the story is told by the Statue of Liberty herself, as she narrates the saga on the morning of September 11, 2001.

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Publié par	Inspiring Voices
Date de parution	06 mars 2014
Nombre de lectures	0
EAN13	9781462407873
Langue	English

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THE TEARS OF LADY LIBERTY

Frank Farwell Boston

Copyright © 2014 Frank Farwell Boston.

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ISBN: 978-1-4624-0786-6 (sc)
ISBN: 978-1-4624-0787-3 (e)

Library of Congress Control Number: 2013918822

Inspiring Voices rev. date: 2/28/2014

TABLE OF CONTENTS
Foreword
Prologue

Chapter 1:     Vivez La France, La Liberte Et Les Jacobins!
Chapter 2:     Escape From The French Razor’s Edge
Chapter 3:     A Committee Divided… A House United
Chapter 4:     A New Life In Prague, Bohemia
Chapter 5:     Mlady Petyr Lejeune
Chapter 6:     Westward To Shiloh
Chapter 7:     Two Flags And A Bugle
Chapter 8:     Going Home
Chapter 9:     Prague Begins To Thaw
Chapter 10:   A Place Called Theresenstadt
Chapter 11:   Leaving Theresenstadt…Leaving Theresa
Chapter 12:   Prague’s April Showers Bring May’s Poison Flowers
Chapter 13:   May Day 1968
Chapter 14:   A Flower Of Hope Dies In Prague
Chapter 15:   The Red Fog Rolls In
Chapter 16:   Prague Spring To Moscow Winter
Chapter 17:   To Moscow With Tears
Chapter 18:   Moscow Welcomes The Young Comrades
Chapter 19:   Arshiya, Primrose From Persia
Chapter 20:   Peter Young Looks Eastward
Chapter 21:   The Wind Of Iblis
Chapter 22:   Chaos!
Chapter 23:   Love And Grace In Tehran
Chapter 24:   The Dream And The Return Home

Epilogue
About The Author

DEDICATION

This book is sincerely dedicated to those who, due to their faith or personal conscience, are imprisoned today by the oppressive hands of those who neither understand freedom nor allow it. As I tell their story it is my hope and prayer that one day these “les miserables” will at last be free, and that we who are yet free will remain free.

FOREWORD
This book is both fiction and reality, both past and future in some ways. It was written from the perspective of an observer, namely the glorious Statue of Liberty which stands in silent vigil off shore from New York City. Yet in a sense, it is a personalized observation which I have been able to make after several decades of travel into the very regions where this historical saga is set. The multigenerational chronicle, will take the reader back to four periods of time over the last three centuries when the issue of freedom was being etched into our history with painful drama.
Opening in the days of the Reign of Terror on the streets of Paris, France in 1793, you will follow a young French family’s journey through the agonies of a troubled 18 th century people trying to find freedom in the very land from whence came our grand Lady Liberty.
The story moves forward in time, continuing the family lineage into the Czech city of Prague in a time when that region was moving into tumultuous struggles for freedom. The narrative moves far to the west, to an America ripped apart by the Civil War. In order to tell of the high price for freedom, I included the heart-rending drama of those dreadful battles of brother against brother, and the high price of the liberation of slaves. This segment as told by America’s Statue of Liberty is a sober study to cause us to look at our own past when we as an American people didn’t yet fully grasp this issue of freedom for all.
The storyline will then resume in a communist-controlled Czechoslovakia in 1968 as a new group of people struggled to be free in their short-lived “Prague Spring”.
The final segment will take the reader into the streets of Tehran, Iran as the Shah was being overthrown by revolution amidst jubilant cheers of “liberty”; a movement for freedom which went horribly wrong, eerily repeating the deposing of the French monarchy long before.
There is a clear analogy in this continuing story to the current wave of “Arab spring” and “Occupy” movements and their sad introduction to yet more ruthless governmental oppression. In this story I expose the evil of totalitarian heavy-handed State control.
This story will focus on the human element of family members, loved ones, brave defenders of freedom as well as the persecuted victims, as Jews, gypsy beggars, impoverished Muslims, black slaves, or Native Americans displaced from their own homelands. It is expressly for this type of people who have long needed the gift of freedom that this story was written.
Some of the dialog and events are conjecture, hypothetically written. It was impossible, of course, to have been a “fly on the wall” to hear the private conversations of such a span of historical figures as Robespierre, Jefferson, or the former USSR leader Brezhnev or Civil War field generals like Beauregard or Grant. I have tried as much as possible to document the real characters along side my fictional story, yet there is surely some conjecture. I want to give deference to any in the storyline of this complex historical saga who may have been the actual people mentioned in these momentous events. Thus total accuracy has to be weighed against the fact that this is a quasi-fantasy book. The personalization of the Statue of Liberty to be made to speak and weep as she narrates the story, being able to see the past as well as the future, should make it clear that this is no historical documentary rather a cautionary tale.
Finally, it is my intent that the storyline will serve not only as a cautionary tale and a warning of how history repeats itself, and an admonition to hold fast to liberty and cherish it, but also to set forth the message of hope. It is the author’s belief that the individual can survive brutal oppression and loss of freedom through courage, love and faith in the ultimate author of liberty.
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PROLOGUE
The lady stood motionless through the long night with her eyes unblinking, as she looked out at the churning Atlantic Ocean. Her exquisite features glowed in the pale blue moonlight with a ghostly greenish glow. The moon had just set far to the west behind her, and she awaited the first pink glow of Dawn far to the east. Cold waves were lashing around her feet as she stood there as though frozen in time. Her demanding task weighed heavy in this hour. Her life’s mission was at stake. There was a nervous uncertainly in the air.
She had many visitors the previous day. Happy people, sad people, complaining people, grateful people. She saw them as they stood in line to pay her a visit and she felt her never-ending pity for many of them and a welcome to all of them. She knew that many of her visitors in recent days would not be able to actually grasp her message. This thought worried her much. How important was her message. She loved all who visited her through the years. The East Europeans were some of her first guests. She would often watch their tears roll down their cheeks so hardened by duress, and feel such pity. She was delighted when so many came in ship after ship.
As the years wore on, and her bronze toned features began to tarnish and become greenish-blue, she was delighted to see Asians and Africans and Indians arriving in the harbor near her abode. Still, as her deep eyes continually searched the eastern ocean horizon, she always longed to see more ships come in.
This early dawning hour was different, and she knew it. Sea gulls which had hidden themselves away during the long dark hours were slowly beginning to assemble and circle around near the splashing salty spray at her feet. The pink glow of approaching Dawn was causing the inky blue nighttime skies to slowly fade into pastel hues of purple and orange…no hint of red on the horizon. Sailors would say this would be a perfect day. It would not be.
The Lady first appeared thousands of miles to the east near Paris. She was forged from copper, iron and bronze in France. Her completed head adorned with a crown of spikes, stood on display by proud and grateful French citizens long before her journey across the Atlantic Ocean. The massive form of the flowing robed figure was finally assembled on a small island off the coast of the newly burgeoning New York metropolis of the late 1800s in the north New York harbor. Upon that tiny island, later named Liberty Island, she was hoisted with her arm and the famed torch welded on in a glorious display of triumph and majesty.
Her polished face of copper took on the natural pale green tone of age and her feet were planted on the major entryway into America. She would witness more than a century of human drama as no other place on Earth. Millions of human souls would come to her silhouetted form with hopes of a new life of freedom. And they would find it. Millions and billions of dollars of commerce would swirl around her feet as ships of cargo pas