The Californian Volume 5

The Californian Volume 5

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1882 edition. Excerpt: ...left for the legs, which were short, scanty, and deformed. They could not quiet title to the pick-handle by words. An appeal was had to fists. They had stood up and fought for awhile, when Hank threw his arms around the tall man, pinioning the latter's arms so that he could not use them. Hank hugged the other long and lovingly. The slender man could make no defense; his opponent's face was below his, and he could only bite Hank a little on top of the head. This was not fatal. He just had to submit to that painful, crushing hug. He sympathized with himself keenly. There was no one near when the fight began, and night was coming on. It arrived. Hank hugged on. The moon rose. He still hugged. There were miners' cabins two hundred yards away. Simpkins attempted to cry aloud for help. Hank tightened his clasp. The cry died young. Simpkins was afraid to try to shout again. Hank was afraid to let loose. The pick-handle in dispute was lying close by. If he let loose, Simpkins might call on it for sympathy and assistance. He was the more nimble of the two. The hour of midnight came. It was a solemn hour. Particularly to Simpkins. He was breathing hard. His eyes had taken up an advanced position. Hank still folded him lovingly to his bosom. It came time for day to dawn. It dawned. Promptly. One of the miners, whose camp was in that vicinity, passed the scene of the fight as the light was shoving the darkness ahead. There lay Hank, Simpkins, and the pick-handle. Hank looked weary, but dogged and determined. Simpkins's mouth was full of bloody hair. He had been biting his opponent on top of the head. He had ceased, though, to bite. He was cold, very cold. Hug ged to death. The pick-handle was quiet. It seemed that Hank's fear of the pick-handle had more

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  • Paperback | 384 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 20mm | 685g
  • Miami Fl, United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236529359
  • 9781236529350