"[...]started out upon his return to the little Cross-Roads Inn where he was stopping. He had to pick his way carefully, and often, as it was, he went into water nearly up to the top of his boots. At last he came to a rustic bridge, across a brook; but the brook was now surging beyond its banks, and driving furiously along. "Ho, don't cross there!" cried a voice from the other side. But the hunter heeded not the warning and sprang upon the bridge. It was tottering, for its foundations had become undermined; but he hastened on; it trembled, swerved, rocked, and he sprang quickly toward the other shore, but too late, as before and behind him the spans were torn away, and the centre one, upon which he stood must go next. "Ah! I cannot swim, and am lost!" he cried, in a tone of horror.[...]."
- Paperback | 104 pages
- 152.4 x 228.6 x 4.83mm | 181.44g
- 24 Jul 2015
- United States
- black & white illustrations