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A Little Norsk; Or, Ol' Pap's Flaxen   By: (1860-1940)

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A LITTLE NORSK

OR

OL' PAP'S FLAXEN

By

HAMLIN GARLAND

AUTHOR OF MAIN TRAVELED ROADS, A MEMBER OF THE THIRD HOUSE, A SPOIL OF OFFICE, JASON EDWARDS, ETC.

NEW YORK D. APPLETON AND COMPANY 1892

Copyright, 1892, By D. APPLETON AND COMPANY.

Printed at the Appleton Press, U.S.A.

On the Plain.

My cabin cowers in the pathless sweep Of the terrible northern blast; Above its roof the wild clouds leap And shriek as they hurtle past. The snow waves hiss along the plain, Like spectral wolves they stretch and strain And race and ramp with hissing beat, Like stealthy tread of myriad feet, I hear them pass; upon the roof The icy showers swirl and rattle; At times the moon, from storms aloof, Shines white and wan within the room Then swift clouds drive across the light And all the plain is lost to sight, The cabin rocks, and on my palm The sifted snow falls, cold and calm.

God! What a power is in the wind! I lay my cheek to the cabin side To feel the weight of his giant hands A speck, a fly in the blasting tide Of streaming, pitiless, icy sands; A single heart with its feeble beat A mouse in the lion's throat A swimmer at sea a sunbeam's mote In the grasp of a tempest of hail and sleet!

Contents.

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CHAPTER I. Her Adoptive Parents 1

CHAPTER II. Her First Trip in a Blizzard 9

CHAPTER III. The Burial of her Dead Mother 22

CHAPTER IV. Flaxen Adopts Anson as "Pap" 32

CHAPTER V. Flaxen Becomes Indispensable to the Two Old Bachelors 38

CHAPTER VI. A Question of Dress 46

CHAPTER VII. After Harvest 69

CHAPTER VIII. An Empty House 78

CHAPTER IX. "Baching" it Again 86

CHAPTER X. Flaxen Comes Home on a Vacation 105

CHAPTER XI. Flaxen Grows Restless 113

CHAPTER XII. Flaxen Says Good bye 124

CHAPTER XIII. Flaxen's Great Need 133

CHAPTER XIV. Kendall Steps Out 148

CHAPTER XV. Bert Comes Back 153

A LITTLE NORSK.

CHAPTER I.

HER ADOPTIVE PARENTS.

"Ans, the next time you twist hay f'r the fire, I wish't you'd dodge the damp spots," said the cook, rising from a prolonged scrutiny of the stove and the bread in the oven. His pose was threatening.

"Cooks are always grumblin'," calmly remarked Anson, drawing on his gloves preparatory to going out to the barn; "but seein' 's this is Chris'mus, I'll go out an' knock a barrel to pieces. I want them biscuit to be O.K. See?"

"Yes: I see."

"Say, Bert!"

"Well?"

"Can't we have some sugar 'lasses on our biscuits, seein' it's Chris'mus?"

"Well, I s'pose we can, Ans; but we're gittin' purty low on the thing these days, an' they ain't no tellin' when we'll be able to git more."

"Well, jes' as you say, not as I care." Anson went out into the roaring wind with a shout of defiance, but came back instantly, as if to say something he had forgotten. "Say, wha' d'ye s'pose is the trouble over to the Norsk's? I hain't seen a sign o' smoke over there f'r two 'r three days."

"Well, now you speak of it, Ans, I've be'n thinkin' about that myself. I'm afraid he's out o' coal, 'r sick, 'r somethin'. It 'u'd be mighty tough f'r the woman an' babe to be there without any fire, an' this blizzard whoopin' her up. I guess you'd better go over an' see what's up. I was goin' to speak of it this mornin', but f'rgot it, I'm cook this week, so I guess the job falls on you... Continue reading book >>




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