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    3038 Hennepin Ave Minneapolis, MN
    612-822-4611

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The Battle-Ground

The Battle-Ground

Glasgow, Ellen

Paperback

General Fiction

ISBN10: 1480036269
ISBN13: 9781480036260
Publisher: Createspace
Published: Oct 3 2012
Pages: 368
Weight: 1.29
Height: 0.76 Width: 6.69 Depth: 9.61
Language: English
TOWARD the close of an early summer afternoon, a little girl came running along the turnpike to where a boy stood wriggling his feet in the dust. Old Aunt Ailsey's done come back, she panted, an' she's conjured the tails off Sambo's sheep. I saw 'em hanging on her door! The boy received the news with an indifference from which it blankly rebounded. He buried one hare foot in the soft white sand and withdrew it with a jerk that powdered the blackberry vines beside the way. Where's Virginia? he asked shortly. The little girl sat down in the tall grass by the roadside and shook her red curls from her eyes. She gave a breathless gasp and began fanning herself with the flap of her white sunbonnet. A fine moisture shone on her bare neck and arms above her frock of sprigged chintz calico. She can't run a bit, she declared warmly, peering into the distance of the long white turnpike. I'm a long ways ahead of her, and I gave her the start. Zeke's with her. With a grunt the boy promptly descended from his heavy dignity. You can't run, he retorted. I'd like to see a girl run, anyway. He straightened his legs and thrust his hands into his breeches pockets. You can't run, he repeated.

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