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  • Open Daily: 10am - 10pm
    Alley-side Pickup: 10am - 7pm

    3038 Hennepin Ave Minneapolis, MN
    612-822-4611

Open Daily: 10am - 10pm | Alley-side Pickup: 10am - 7pm
3038 Hennepin Ave Minneapolis, MN
612-822-4611
Chap-Book Stories

Chap-Book Stories

Authors, Various

Paperback

General Fiction

ISBN10: 1979144060
ISBN13: 9781979144063
Publisher: Createspace
Published: Oct 25 2017
Pages: 228
Weight: 0.68
Height: 0.48 Width: 6.00 Depth: 9.00
Language: English
THE wind stirred the tops of the maple trees in the Quinsby front yard, and the old man who stood on the steps, watching the shadows and the moonlight, sighed as he heard the soft rustling sound. He glanced back into the house, through the hall, into the bedroom, where his wife was lighting a candle preparatory to turning down the bed. I reckon I'll jest step down there a minit, he whispered to himself, and hurriedly but softly went down the steps. Far down in a corner of the yard, near the front fence, a hammock hung between two small pin oaks, and it was here the old man went, looking back uneasily now and then, as if he expected a call from his wife. The hammock was an old one, and had evidently hung there all summer, for the meshes were torn and all the gay colors had faded to a dingy gray. It tossed lightly in the breeze as the wind grew stronger, and the old man's hand trembled as he caught at its swaying folds. Girls, he whispered softly, are you both here? Are you pushing the swing, Winnie?

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