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A Michigan Man

Auhtor: Elia Peattie

Language: english
Published: 1891

Genres:

short story
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Review by Chandler, May 2009


Rating: (****)
Copyright: Public Domain in the U.S.
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Excerpts from the Book 'A Michigan Man':

... of solemnity and solitude. Sunlight, rivers, cascades, people, music, laughter, or dancing could not make it gay. With its unceasing reverberations ...
... footsteps of Progress driven on so mercilessly in this mad age could not reach his fastness. It did not concern him that men were thinking, investigating, ...
... thought it sounded like a menace, and turned pale. No trouble has yet been found that will keep a man awake in the keen air of the pineries after he ...
... walked backward a few steps and looked up. The funereal green seemed to grow darker and darker till it became black. It was the embodiment of sorrow. ...
... axe-man sent them a shout and threw up his arms for them to look. The tree stood out clear and beautiful against the gray sky the men ceased their ...
... the ground with his chest crushed in. His fearful eyes had not rightly calculated the distance from the stump to the top of the pine, nor rightly weighed ...
... a meal unless he were shiftless. He had always been able to turn his hand to something. He felt too ill from the jostling of the cars to notice much ...
... I'm all right. he said, gruffly, and shook off the assistance the conductor tried to offer with his overcoat. I'm going to my sister's, he explained, ...
... entrance into which many people passed. He looked about him. Above on every side rose great, many-windowed buildings on the street the cars and carriages ...
... vast, impregnable buildings. He thought of stopping some of those serious-looking men and asking them if they knew her, but he could not muster up the ...
... him really think he was taking the savory black draught from his familiar tin cup but the muddy streets, the blinding lights, the cruel, rushing people, ...
... he staggered back to his miserable shelter, only to arise feverish and ill in the morning. He frequented the great shop doors, thronged with brilliantly ...
... his lacerated lungs, and wondered bitterly why the boys did not come to take him home. One day, as he painfully dragged himself down a residence street, ...
... referred to various charitable institutions whose existence he had never heard of. One morning, when a pall of smoke enveloped the city and the odors ...
... used to assist his limping gait, but now transformed into the beloved axe. He would reach the clearing soon, he thought, and strode on like a giant, ...
... entered a large bare room with benches ranged about the walls, and brought him before a man at a desk. What is your name. asked the man at the ...
... saw a man eating a similar slice of bread. Men in other compartments were swearing and singing, He knew these now for the voices he had heard in ...
... eyes he found it dark. It would soon be time to go to work. He fancied there would be hoarfrost on the trees in the morning. How close the cabin seemed. ...
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