Homespun yarns
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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1892 edition. Excerpt: ... farmhouses and past the people on the way. And as he shouted, the others took it up; and other men flung themselves on horses, and went hither and thither; and the word they cried w...
MoreThis historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1892 edition. Excerpt: ... farmhouses and past the people on the way. And as he shouted, the others took it up; and other men flung themselves on horses, and went hither and thither; and the word they cried was,--" Dam broke at Bolder s! Water coming down! " And now the time came for Catharyne's baking. Luther fell asleep quickly, stretched on the husks, after his supper of crackers and cheese. So she was early in the kitchen, touching her match to the wood in the stove; and she trusted to the wet and the gray of the weather, and the deepening twilight, to keep people in-doors, and her little thread of smoke unnoticed. There began to be a smell of pie-crust, and of apple juice boiling out and simmering on the oven floor. Ryne, waiting for her cookery to be accomplished, opened a door from the kitchen upon a narrow plankway between that and the woodshed building. It was quite dusk now; she went and stood on the step at the end, listening to the rush of the Run, and watching the stars as they broke slowly through the torn edges of used-up clouds. Suddenly, other lights glimmered,--down below. Lanterns moved along the ridge from Cale Spellick's house to his barn, and from the Spellicks over to Parson Symes's. Voices called, excitedly; everything happened in a flash almost; before she could think or wonder, two men--Cale and Hiram--were upon the bridge, rushing across with great strides, one calling after the other,--" You take the horse, and make for the Back Hollow; start up New-al's folks,--nobody else will. I 'll see to the cattle! " And the other answered,--" Drive 'em up on the Eidge! Old Beetle-head 'll stand! It 'll spread there in the medder; but it 'll gorge in the cuts. The house 'll go, or it's a wonder! " Nobody to stop for here; nobody to warn. And yet a little...
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