ISBN: 9781153765374

Excerpt: ...Do you know what that is? That''s one of the things I don''t know, Mr. Guvner, said Jack. I don''t know what it is either, smiled Mr. Guvner. Whe… Plus…

Excerpt: ...Do you know what that is? That''s one of the things I don''t know, Mr. Guvner, said Jack. I don''t know what it is either, smiled Mr. Guvner. When they built it they put in twenty tons of pure, solid gold, my lad. Didn''t you ever hear of it? Where do you live when you''re at home? My home''s in Crofield, said Jack, not aware of a group of gentlemen and ladies who were standing still, a few yards away, looking at them. I''m on my way to New York, but I wanted to see Albany. Mr. Guvner put a large hand on his shoulder, and smiled in his face. Jack, my son, he said, go up and look all over the State Miracle. Many other States have other similar miracles. Don''t stay in it too long, though. Is it unhealthy? asked Jack, with a smile. The portly gentleman was smiling also. No, no; not unhealthy, my boy; but they persuade some men to stay there a long time, and they''re never the same men again. Come out as soon as you''ve had a good view of it. I''ll take a look at it any way, said Jack, turning away. Thank you, Mr. Guvner. I''ll see the Miracle. He had gone but a few paces, and the others were stepping forward, when he was called by Mr. Guvner. Jack, come back a moment! What is it, Mr. Guvner? asked Jack. I''m almost sorry you''re going to the city. It''s as bad as the Capitol itself. You''ll never be the same man again. Don''t get to be the wrong kind of man. I''ll remember, Mr. Guvner, said Jack, and he walked away again; but as he did so he heard a lady laughing, and a solemn-faced gentlemen saying: Good morning, Gov-er-nor. A very fine morning? I declare! exclaimed Jack, with almost a shiver. I''ve been talking with the Governor of the State himself, and I''m going to see the Capitol. I couldn''t have done that in Crofield. And I''ll be in New York City to-morrow! CHAPTER X. THE STATE-HOUSE AND THE STEAMBOAT. Mary Ogden had three dresses, one quite pretty, but none were of silk. Aunt Melinda was always telling Mary what she ought not... William Osborn Stoddard, Books, Fiction and Literature, Crowded Out O' Crofield Books>Fiction and Literature The book has no illustrations or index. Purchasers are entitled to a free trial membership in the General Books Club where they can select from more than a million books without charge. Subjects: Children; Conduct of life; Blacksmiths; Fishing; Steamboats; Friendship; Governors; Diligence; Christmas; Fiction / Action<

ISBN: 9781153765374

Excerpt: ...Do you know what that is? That''s one of the things I don''t know, Mr. Guvner, said Jack. I don''t know what it is either, smiled Mr. Guvner. Whe… Plus…

Excerpt: ...Do you know what that is? That''s one of the things I don''t know, Mr. Guvner, said Jack. I don''t know what it is either, smiled Mr. Guvner. When they built it they put in twenty tons of pure, solid gold, my lad. Didn''t you ever hear of it? Where do you live when you''re at home? My home''s in Crofield, said Jack, not aware of a group of gentlemen and ladies who were standing still, a few yards away, looking at them. I''m on my way to New York, but I wanted to see Albany. Mr. Guvner put a large hand on his shoulder, and smiled in his face. Jack, my son, he said, go up and look all over the State Miracle. Many other States have other similar miracles. Don''t stay in it too long, though. Is it unhealthy? asked Jack, with a smile. The portly gentleman was smiling also. No, no; not unhealthy, my boy; but they persuade some men to stay there a long time, and they''re never the same men again. Come out as soon as you''ve had a good view of it. I''ll take a look at it any way, said Jack, turning away. Thank you, Mr. Guvner. I''ll see the Miracle. He had gone but a few paces, and the others were stepping forward, when he was called by Mr. Guvner. Jack, come back a moment! What is it, Mr. Guvner? asked Jack. I''m almost sorry you''re going to the city. It''s as bad as the Capitol itself. You''ll never be the same man again. Don''t get to be the wrong kind of man. I''ll remember, Mr. Guvner, said Jack, and he walked away again; but as he did so he heard a lady laughing, and a solemn-faced gentlemen saying: Good morning, Gov-er-nor. A very fine morning? I declare! exclaimed Jack, with almost a shiver. I''ve been talking with the Governor of the State himself, and I''m going to see the Capitol. I couldn''t have done that in Crofield. And I''ll be in New York City to-morrow! CHAPTER X. THE STATE-HOUSE AND THE STEAMBOAT. Mary Ogden had three dresses, one quite pretty, but none were of silk. Aunt Melinda was always telling Mary what she ought not... William Osborn Stoddard, Books, Fiction and Literature, Crowded Out O' Crofield Books>Fiction and Literature, General Books LLC<

ISBN: 9781153765374

"I'm going to the city!" He stood in the wide door of the blacksmith-shop, with his hands in his pockets, looking down the street, toward the rickety old bridge over the Cocahutchie. He w… Plus…

"I'm going to the city!" He stood in the wide door of the blacksmith-shop, with his hands in his pockets, looking down the street, toward the rickety old bridge over the Cocahutchie. He was a sandy-haired, freckled-faced boy, and if he was really only about fifteen, he was tall for his age. Across the top of the door, over his head, stretched a cracked and faded sign, with a horseshoe painted on one end and a hammer on the other, and the name "John Ogden," almost faded out, between them. The blacksmith-shop was a great, rusty, grimy clutter of work-benches, vises, tools, iron in bars and rods, and all sorts of old iron scraps and things that looked as if they needed making over. The forge was in the middle, on one side, and near it was hitched a horse, pawing the ground with a hoof that bore a new shoe. On the anvil was a brilliant, yellow-red loop of iron, that was not quite yet a new shoe, and it was sending out bright sparks as a hammer fell upon it-"thud, thud, thud," and a clatter. Over the anvil leaned a tall, muscular, dark-haired, grimy man. His face wore a disturbed and anxious look, and it was covered with charcoal dust. There was altogether too much charcoal along the high bridge of his Roman nose and over his jutting eyebrows. Books Books ~~ Fiction~~ General Crowded-Out-O-Crofield~~William-O-Stoddard General Books LLC The book has no illustrations or index. Purchasers are entitled to a free trial membership in the General Books Club where they can select from more than a million books without charge. Subjects: Children; Conduct of life; Blacksmiths; Fishing; Steamboats; Friendship; Governors; Diligence; Christmas; Fiction / Action<