Dodge, Mary Mapes, 1830-1905 · [New York : Scribner & Co.] · leaf 220
ent there was a low, mysterious bird-note. Some one drew back the bolts, and youthincarnate stood framed in the dark oaken door-way. Shreve of the Fields swayed there, his slim,vibrant figure, outlined against the sparkling snow I have brought you this net to mend, he said,and his voice was low and… … without. Pushed back from his thick dark curlshe wore a bag-like cap of brilliant red. Over theshoulder of his tattered jacket was flung a brownsack, and in his hands he held a torn net. Thelovely poise of his proud young head, the startlingbeauty of his face, the wonder of his gay, mys-terious…
Children's literature
Internet Archive · UNC Libraries · Public Domain Mark 1.0. Free to use for anything.