Unsolicited Writings

Wednesday, November 01, 2006

 
Why, whats Nathaniel doin here? he asked himself in surprise. He had not known
that the boy was even in town, for he had been on the point of leaving to enlist
in the navy. Family matters could not have detained him, for he was quite alone
in the world, since both his father and his mother were dead and his stepmother
had married again. Under his great-uncles gaze the lad opened his eyes with a
start and sat up confused. Whats the matter with you, Nat? asked the older man
not ungently. He was thinking that probably he had looked like that at sixteen.
The boy stared at him a moment, and then, leaning his head on a chair, he began
to cry. Sitting thus, crouched together, he looked like a child.
Draught, Procession, March, Progress, Flight, Direction, Expedition, Train,Caravan,
Passage, Stroke, Touch, Line, Flourish, Trait of Character,
He hurried up the stairs to ope!
n the front doors, but Deacon Bradley was before him. Youre late, Jehiel, he said
severely, and the church was cold.
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