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A Journey Of Little Profit

Auhtor: John Buchan

Language: english
Published: 1898

Genres:

fiction,  horror,  short stories
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Review by M. Erb, October 2008


Rating: (***)
Copyright: Public Domain in the U.S.
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Excerpts from the Book 'A Journey Of Little Profit':

... kind in the land. For days in the late Autumn there is the lowing of oxen and the bleating of sheep among its high wooden pens, and in the rickety sale-rings ...
... was heard of. I had taken to the droving for the love of a wild life, and a wild life I led. My father's heart would be broken long syne with my doings, ...
... valued me only for the whisky which I gave them to drink my health in at the parting. They left me on the near side of Colinton, and I went on my way ...
... turning aside for refreshment? She met me at the door, verra pleased-like to see me, and soon I had my legs aneath her table and a basin of toddy ...
... But when I am roused I will be more obstinate than ten mules, so I would be going, though I knew not under Heaven where I was going till. I was ...
... my folly. Had my pride no kept me back, I would have returned to Lucky Craik's but I was like the devil, for stiff-neckedness and thought of nothing ...
... finding that there was a good supply of hay within, I leff them easy in my mind, and turned about to look for the door of the house. 'To my wonder, when ...
... the staircase which was at the further side, and went up it stoutly. I made scarce any noise so thickly was it carpeted, and I will own it kind of ...
... a thought, which is a thing I hate in any man, but his whole appearance was pleasing. 'Mr. Stewart? says he courteously, looking at me. Is it Mr. Duncan ...
... Then you'll bide all night and take supper with me. It would never be doing to let one of the clan go away without breaking bread. Sit ye down, Mr. ...
... that you sit down to supper of your own accord. I've an ill name in these parts for compelling folk to take meat with me when they dinna want it. But ...
... says I, wondering. Is't at the Blair o' Athole, or along by Tummel side, or wast the Loch o' Rannoch, or on the Muir, or ...
... keep from singing. I wad give much siller to this day for the receipt. 'Now, the wine made me talk, and I began to boast of my own great qualities, the ...
... been opening a book of plays, I think by the famous William Shakespeare, and I here proke into a loud laugh. Ha, ha, Mr. Stewart, I says, here's a ...
... their days in evil and wine-bibbing, in lusting and cheating, who think to mend while yet there is time but the opportunity is to them for ever awanting, ...
... said sweetly I like you well for these things, and you mind the lassie in Athole that was so fond of you. You treated her well, did you not? 'I made ...
... mind you, I took you to witness to begin with that you sat down of your own accord. 'So you did, said I, and could say no more. 'Come, come, he ...
... and, do you ken, I like you. 'I'm much obliged to you for the character, says he, and I'll take your hand on't. 'So I filled up my glass and we set ...
... with pictures and looking-glasses, and with bed-clothes of the finest linen and a coverlet of silk. I bade Mr. S. good-night, and my head was scarce ...
... PC , was a Scottish novelist, best known for his novel The Thirty-Nine Steps, and Unionist politician who served as Governor General of Canada. Source: ...