Category: Short Stories
"Whoa-a-a, there, ck, ck, ck! Back, now, Jinny! Hello, Rowton! Here we come, Jinny an' me--six miles in the slush up to the hub, an' Jinny with a unweaned colt at home. Whoa-a-a, there!
When old man Trimble stood before the fireplace at midnight that night, stuffing little parcels into the deep, borrowed stocking, he chuckled noiselessly, and glanced with affec...
2. Chapter 2"My old man started off this mornin' befo' day, an' soon ez he got out o' sight down the Simpkinsville road, I struck out for Washin'ton, an' here I am. He thinks I'm home seedi...
1. Chapter 1"Whoa-a-a, there, ck, ck, ck! Back, now, Jinny! Hello, Rowton! Here we come, Jinny an' me--six miles in the slush up to the hub, an' Jinny with a unweaned colt at home. Whoa-a-a...