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. 1917 Excerpt: ...was won over. "If it was goin' to ride only, I'd be for it. But I see you're toting your dinner. I don't hold with picnics. This carryin' grub a few miles--an' there be nothin' heavier than grub--settin' down and eatin' it, and beatin' it back home, is all torn foolishness, 'pears to me. But you young folks sees things ...
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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. 1917 Excerpt: ...was won over. "If it was goin' to ride only, I'd be for it. But I see you're toting your dinner. I don't hold with picnics. This carryin' grub a few miles--an' there be nothin' heavier than grub--settin' down and eatin' it, and beatin' it back home, is all torn foolishness, 'pears to me. But you young folks sees things different; and if so be I'll be any acquisition whatsoever to your party, I stand ready to go along." He looked hard at Haidee as he spoke, and I was half prepared for the remark he addressed to her: "Tears to me, young lady, you ain't got up for a picnic, exactly. That there gauzy waist'll snag on the bushes, and your arms'll burn to a blister--there's no protection in such sleazy stuff. Look at Wanza now--she's rigged up proper!--stout skirt and high shoes and a right thick waist." We had gone some distance before I noticed that Wanza was carrying my twenty-two. I was not over civil when I saw it in her hands. "I like to shoot things," she explained, with a deprecatory glance. Captain Grif chuckled. "Wanza do be the beatenest gal with a gun, if I do say it," he remarked. The glance he leveled at his daughter was pleased and proud; and there was a depth of affection in it that was touching. "Well," Wanza repeated lightly, "I sure do like to shoot things." "Things!--squirrels, rabbits, birds--what?" I winked at Captain Grif. "You know me better than that!" she stormed. "What then?" "Well--the bear, if I meet him alone." "With a twenty-two!" I turned my back on her and spurred forward to Haidee's side. Haidee sat her mount superbly. She wore the blue riding skirt and white blouse she had worn on the occasion of her first visit to Cedar...
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Add this copy of The Wonder Woman to cart. $25.00, good condition, Sold by Second Life Books Inc. rated 4.0 out of 5 stars, ships from Lanesborough, MA, UNITED STATES, published 1917 by Penn.
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Clement, J. Massey. 8vo, pp. 371. Illustrated by J. Massey Clement. Green cloth, with pictorial stamping on front. Front flyleaf missing, one hinge tender, cover somewhat worn, o/w VG.
