Wit bought, or, A New York boy's adventures when the empire state was young (1887)
Goodrich, Samuel G. (Samuel Griswold), 1793-1860 · New York : John D. Williams · leaf 176
he next day at early dawn, I took myway to the mountain. It was autumn, andthe leaves had already fallen from the trees.The chill winds sighed through the branchesof the trees that clothed the shaggy cliffs,and seemed to speak of coming winter. Therewere but few birds, the insects were hushed, OLD… … her sitting at the door. I went nearer andspoke to her—but she answered me not. Ilooked again, and perceived that her head wasleaning against the rock—her white hair 164 WIT BOUGHT. hanging loose upon her shoulders. Sheseemed asleep, and I spoke again—and again.I took hold of her arm to awake…
Children's stories, American
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