All He Knew
As the Capital Express train dashed into the village of Bruceton one bright afternoon, a brakeman passing through a car was touched on the shoulder by a man, who said, - "The man that left this in the seat in front got out three stations back. You don't s'pose he'll want it again an' send back for it, do you?" The brakeman looked at an object which the speaker held up as he spoke: it was a small fig-box, such as train-boys sometimes succeed in imposing upon the traveling public, and it still contained several figs.
- Paperback | 80 pages
- 152 x 229 x 4mm | 118g
- 25 Jun 2015
- Createspace Independent Publishing Platform
- Illustrations, black and white