Michael O'Halloran. Stratton-Porter Gene

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      Published by Good Press, 2019

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Table of Contents

       CHAPTER I

       CHAPTER II

       CHAPTER III

       CHAPTER IV

       CHAPTER V

       CHAPTER VI

       CHAPTER VII

       CHAPTER VIII

       CHAPTER IX

       CHAPTER X

       CHAPTER XI

       CHAPTER XII

       CHAPTER XIII

       CHAPTER XIV

       CHAPTER XV

       CHAPTER XVI

       CHAPTER XVII

       CHAPTER XVIII

       CHAPTER XIX

       CHAPTER XX

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      I. Happy Home in Sunrise Alley II. Moccasins and Lady Slippers

       III. S.O.S. IV. "Bearer of Morning" V. Little Brother VI.

       The Song of a Bird VII. Peaches' Preference in Blessings VIII. Big

       Brother IX. James Jr. and Malcolm X. The Wheel of Life XI.

       The Advent of Nancy and Peter XII. Feminine Reasoning XIII. A Safe

       Proposition XIV. An Orphans' Home XV. A Particular Nix XVI. The

       Fingers in the Pie XVII. Initiations in an Ancient and Honourable

       Brotherhood XVIII. Malcolm and the Hermit Thrush XIX. Establishing

       Protectorates XX. Mickey's Miracle

CHAPTER I

       Table of Contents

       Happy Home in Sunrise Alley

      "Aw KID, come on! Be square!"

      "You look out what you say to me."

      "But ain't you going to keep your word?"

      "Mickey, do you want your head busted?"

      "Naw! But I did your work so you could loaf; now I want the pay you promised me."

      "Let's see you get it! Better take it from me, hadn't you?"

      "You're twice my size; you know I can't, Jimmy!"

      "Then you know it too, don't you?"

      "Now look here kid, it's 'cause you're getting so big that folks will be buying quicker of a little fellow like me; so you've laid in the sun all afternoon while I been running my legs about off to sell your papers; and when the last one is gone, I come and pay you what they sold for; now it's up to you to do what you promised."

      "Why didn't you keep it when you had it?"

      "'Cause that ain't business! I did what I promised fair and square; I was giving you a chance to be square too."

      "Oh! Well next time you won't be such a fool!"

      Jimmy turned to step from the gutter to the sidewalk. Two things happened to him simultaneously: Mickey became a projectile. He smashed with the force of a wiry fist on the larger boy's head, while above both, an athletic arm gripped him by the collar.

      Douglas Bruce was hurrying to see a client before he should leave his office; but in passing a florist's window his eye was attracted by a sight so beautiful he paused an instant, considering. It was spring; the Indians were coming down to Multiopolis to teach people what the wood Gods had put into their hearts about flower magic.

      The watcher scarcely had realized the exquisite loveliness of a milk-white birch basket filled with bog moss of silvery green, in which were set maidenhair and three yellow lady slippers, until beside it was placed another woven of osiers blood red, moss carpeted and bearing five pink moccasin flowers, faintly fined with red lavender; between them rosemary and white ladies' tresses. A flush crept over the lean face of the Scotsman. He saw a vision. Over those baskets bent a girl, beautiful as the flowers. Plainly as he visualized the glory of the swamp, Douglas Bruce pictured the woman he loved above the orchids. While he lingered, his heart warmed, glowing, his wonderful spring day made more wonderful by a vision not adequately describable, on his ear fell Mickey's admonition: "Be square!"

      He sent one hasty glance toward the gutter. He saw a sullen-faced newsboy of a size that precluded longer success at paper selling, because public sympathy goes to the little fellows. СКАЧАТЬ