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A Breath Of Prairie And Other Stories

Auhtor: Will Lillibridge

Language: english
Published: 1911

Genres:

short story collection
Downloads: 374
eBook size: 307Kb

Review by Stephen M. Charme, March 2007


Rating: (*****)
Copyright: Public Domain in the U.S.
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Excerpts from the Book 'A Breath Of Prairie And Other Stories':

... She wheeled swiftly round, confronting him. [See Journey's End.]]. A BREATH OF PRAIRIE. AND OTHER STORIES. BY WILL LILLIBRIDGE. AUTHOR OF ...
... perfunctorily. Pretty good talk, wasn't it. Without waiting for a reply he went on, Suppose you're not hankering for a drive back to town to-night. ...
... He found the nest where the quail had reared their brood, empty now, and covered thick with the scattered dust of passing teams. Forgetful that he ...
... this one particular, Bob all sticklers for the big lower jaw. But I don't care. I've been shooting into a covey of publishers for twelve years and ...
... the days of his friend. Morris, unbelieving, spoke of his friend's return yet, growing weaker each day himself, spoke in all hope and conviction of ...
... the hair of each. Faint lines, delicate as pencillings, marked the forehead of the woman and radiated from the angles of her eyes. A deep fissure ...
... street the little man spied a familiar figure, and sprang to his feet as though released by a spring, his hand already in the air. There was Hank Judge, ...
... more weather-stained than a year ago, yet still very new, and the newcomer smiled as he looked a big broad smile that played about his lips, turning ...
... face there fell an imperable mask, like the armor which dropped about an ancient ship of war before the shock of battle. I'm not on trial. I've ...
... absolute he dropped his head his hands nerveless, his jaw trembling. I beg your pardon-and your wife's, he faltered. It was all a lie. ...
... explanation or condemnation. You wish me to testify first. The long fingers unclasped from over his knee. You know the story of the past year: it's ...
... me what he said.. For an instant there was silence, then Babcock shrugged awkwardly, in an effort at nonchalance. He said I was-was- in spite ...
... Mollie.. Steve.. Of course-Steve. You knew all the time, only you wouldn't admit it. Oh, I'm so glad. I want to hug some one. Isn't it fine.. Yes, ...
... years slipping by-and himself still a farmhand. The thought maddened him, because he knew he was worthy of something better. Gradually, his whole ...
... mallards. It is feeding time, or resting time, and they are flying lazily, long necks extended, searching here and there for the promised lands. ...
... Clayton a mask that hid a determination, which nothing of earth could shake. He finished slowly: I'll either be something, or nothing.. Biographers ...
... word who meant to be but a friend, my best friend. Oh, you have been blind, blind all the years since first I knew you since first you began telling ...
... You have lost that's all.. Quick as thought, I threw back the taunt. Lost the woman, yes, thank God the book, never. I came for that, not for ...
... contradictory advice was shouted noisily. Let them set the pace. You're killing yourself. Oh, you bally Lord.-go it, kid. Don't let 'em nose ...
... time and to cover her embarrassment: to all of which the man listened in sober silence, watching her steadily. Abruptly, Miss Willis grew angry with ...