King Spruce Holman Day

ISBN: 9781230265681

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106 pages


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King Spruce  by  Holman Day

King Spruce by Holman Day
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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1908 edition. Excerpt: ...he reported, and BrittMoreThis historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed.

Not illustrated. 1908 edition. Excerpt: ...he reported, and Britt whirled on his heel and led the way out. After supper, after supper, John! he snapped, testily, when the other repeated his plea for advice. Well come back here and find a plan blossoming in our cigar smoke. They hurried away to the cook-camp, bending against the rush of the wind.

Put some wood on that fire, Tommy, Britt called over his shoulder. With the scent of the inebriate, Tommy had sniffed whiskey when he opened the camp door- his drunkards eye caressed the bottle that the Honorable Pulaski had forgotten to replace in the cupboard. He stood dusting from his sleeves the bark litter of the wood he had brought and softly snuffled the moisture at the corners of his mouth as he gazed.

One wild impulse suggested that he take the bottle and run into the woods. No, said Tommy, aloud, in order that his voice might brace his determination. It would be stealin, and, bless God, Tommy Eye never stole when he was sober. I may have stole when I was drunk and didnt know it, but I never stole when I was sober. He paused. I wish I wasnt sober, he sighed. He took up the bottle, turned it in his grimy hands, gustfully studied the streakings of its oil on the glass, and at last sniffed at the open mouth.

Ah-h-h-h, rich men have the best, and they have plenty. Some people dont think it is wrong to steal from rich men. I do. But if he was here hed probably say- Tommy, you have brought the wood--you have mended the fire. It is a cold night, and sure the wind is awful! Tommy, take one drink with me and work the harder for Plaski Britt on the morrer. He took the bottle away from his nose, stared at the windows black outline, listened to the clattering frame, and muttered, again sighing: Sure and them...



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